FOB THE SABBATH SCHOOL, IB "ST HULL, Author of thj“SxAB op the East," "Camp Meeting Melodist," to BOSTON: J Iub!i^hed by H. V. DEGEN & SON, 31 Cornh.il I ♦ Philadelphia: F. P«k«rp^n. h .milton.C. W.: Rev. Thomas Campbell. Halifax, N. S.: Kev.J. Mcllurray. Manchester, Eng.: W. Bre nner & Co. THE UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS LIBRARY 183.3 H61 * Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2016 https://archive.org/details/sabbathschoolgemOOhull THE A COLLECTION OF FOR THE SABBATH SCHOOL. BIT HCTJLIj, Author of the “ Star of the East,” “ Camp Meeting Melodist,” &c. BOSTON: IPu.blish.ed by H. 'V. X>EGf-BlSr Sc SON, SI Comhill. Philadelphia: P. Peterson. Hamilton, C. W. : Rev. Thomas Campbell. Halifax, N. S.: Rev. J. McMurray. Manchester, Eng. : W. Bremner & Co. In presenting the Sabbath School Gem to the musical public, we do not feel called upon to prove that appropriate Music is a great auxiliary in Sabbath School teaching — for at the pres- ent day its beneficial effects are so generally acknowledged that the question is not whether Music shall be introduced into the Sabbath School, but, among the multitude of this class of books, which is the best adapted to our particular field of labor? Neither pains nor expense have been spared to make the Sabbath School Gem a practi- cal work, and we confidently expect it will become a general favorite. Some attention has been given to the arrangement of Solos, Duets, Semi-choruses, &c., for the sake of variety ; still it is expected that those having charge of the Singing will be able to adapt the Music to the circumstances under which it is to be performed, better than any general directions that can be given — singing full Chorus where the directions maybe Solo or Semi- chorus, and vice versa, should such changes seem desirable. The Music has been written in keys which will facilitate its performance as a general rule, yet under some circumstances tunes written in sharps might be played in flat keys, thus making it easier for those who are not able to sing very high, or flat keys changed to sharps if found too low, without any inconvenience to the player. A pleasing effect may be had by singing the tunes Shall we meet ? 80th page, and its answer Yes, we’ll meet, 81st page, alternately one verse of each, c r if preferred, sing one or more verses of the latter after singing the former through. If convenient, the first four lines of the Children’s Jubilee, 82d page, should be sung by the adults or older members of the School, the children sing- ing the Chorus ; all might join in the repetition of the Chorus if great care be taken not to sing too loud. A variety of like suggestions might be made, but are considered unnecessary. Hoping the Sabbath School Gem will be the means of doing much good, it is respect- fully submitted to the inspection of all those interested in Sabbath School Music. THE AUTHOR. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1863, by A. HULL, in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. /2e-07 'y-jTLaZl Fin©. _ , 1. In life’s bright morning learn to sing, Sing, sing, sing God’s praise; Be - fore thy years their cares do bring, Sing, sing, . . (omit) . . sing his praise. D. c. And in your bright and youthful days, Sing, sing, . . (omit) . . sing God’s praise. £ V >- jp. ft a Pi M=qt 0. =^=$=t m ii Is, = i ::: s = s— ittlc eyes, W1 little hands, 1 0 — 0 — p ' -2 here a: What f=f h 4 re you are yo 1 o 4 *'• gazing ? u doing ? -Or— 0 9 O — 0 — 0 — Not where si Breaking hi 1-4 > =fr~ 5 " - n’s fires arise s dear comm 0 — o — o 1 ! J & -- J i Flashing an ands, Evil p P-0 S> J J. - d blazing ! ur- suing; 5=t=: ^ ^ & -U-U-E- '-V- - "•I H * - 4— U— V- if !=f Z-a-t- £ «? — <#- 3 • 4 -I (- Look up ! the soft blue sky Bending enfolds you ; Look up ! a Father’s eye Loving beholds you. Do the sweet works of love, Only and cv-er; God in his heaven above Aids that cn-dea-vor. P -N — K- t=&=£ O 0 0-\P «c=t= m 3 . Little tongue, little tongue, What are you saying ? Speak ne’er a word of wrong Working or playing. Speak but for love and truth — Holy and winning : In the sweet bloom of youth, Heaven’s song beginning. 4 . Little feet, little feet, Where are you moovingf Let not the tempter meet Steps idly roving ! Walk where the good have trod, Heavenward before you ; Christ’s feet have pressed the sod. He watches o’er you. 5 . Little heart, little heart, Seeking God’s altar — Choosing the better part — O, do not falter ! Gentle, and wise, and pure, All to him given ; Thine is the promise sure “Written in heaven.” NO NIGHT IN HEAVEN. Spirited. A . . H. It ~M — S"«~ 9 — # -f-S-H-g- 9 -H — K — i — i± I 1 . No night shall be in heav’n ! no gath’ring gloom, Shall o’er that glorious landscape ever come ; No tears shall fall in sadness o’er those flow’rs’ That breath their fragrance thro’ celestial bow’rs. V — V-M — i/ JBJ JL ■&- -o- -e- m Ft t=t=£ P - ? - ! 2 . No night shall be in Heaven — Forbid to sleep, These eyes no more their mournful vigils keep ; Their fountains dried, their tears all wiped away, They gaze undazzled on eternal day. 3 . No night shall be in Heaven — No sorrow’s reign, No secret anguish, no corporeal pain ; No shivering limbs, no burning fever there; No sonl’s eclipse, no winter of despair. 4 . No night shall be in Heaven — but endless noon ; No fast-declining sun, nor waning moon ; But there the Lamb shall yield perpetual light ; ’Mid pastures green, and waters ever bright. 5 . No night shall be in Heaven ! O had I faith To rest in what the faithful Witness saith, [flee, That faith should make these hideous phantoms And leave no night, henceforth, on earth to me. ROOK OP AGES. a . n 6 ! ~ £> fa v F ! 1 v ■H -1-1- j h- — r f' T] i — -“i ;~C : r - 1 -G 1 1 — M 1 J fr? y ~ ft | | 0—1 ft A - J. . -iO, *1- ' ; 1 j & &• ° ft 1. Rock of a - ge Let the wa - tc n 11 K. 1 s » cleft for me, Let me hide my - self in thee, ) r and the blood, From thy woun - ded side which flowed ; ) i i i l 1 1 irifo r p ! . j 1 L • a i 3 ■«[ — . ^ - . | TT - J$L ^ ’ •1 P rv o z: r\ J aL_ a» i z . fj— \S\r & -& i - &- e- “ 1 1 " 1 3 ~ v- & ~ ' ^ a &• & c e ^ 2. Could my tears for - ev - er flow, Could my zeal no lan - guor know, ) These foV sin could not a - tone Thou must save and thou a - lone ; f - <• *r <-» ei o s? & 0 ft o ' 1 r i | 8 • Stj i r ^ Jr n n 1 . /Q A*?' ifl *1- Zs tT n | h 1 1 j (y • O' O' a W' C/ *1 1 / 1 1 i ^1 1 I iri? — s ; 1 ■ ; I 1 i i 1 a 1 : ; -V =— ! J U- . | r — Q — — - o — — S»; * * — — d~~\ F*-- • J -1 1 j J ^ Be of sin the dou - ble cure, Save me i N Lord and make me 1 | | pure. 1 -tv-l 1 J [ 1 « .j L i I c 1 -H— — d • ® i — n — 1 - J. A - — — A — a — d — 1 1 (G) — 9 — \- i H H -tf’ 0 t 1. d — d L O — 1 In my hand no price I bring, Sim - ply to thy cross I cling. RrS P— - -! — 1 — — J i - y P - — ^ i=F . _ 0 — - O. O 0 0 — — i U" " — p ah 3 • — L o 1 3. While I draw this fleeting breath, I And behold thee on thy tlirono,— When my eyes shall close in death, Rock of ages, cleft for me, When I rise to worlds unknown, I Let me hide myself in thee. AEOUND THE THEOUE OF GOD. Allegretto. Arranged. £ [) -+ -* 1. Around the throne of God in heav’n, Thousands of children stand ; Children, whose sins are all forgiven ; jiff 'a— ar ^ a a a a o\ I 6? J 'j I J -| nr \j i j i j 'j 7 \j \j\ is a. V. r. r ' U- r r y Ir "—7 r lr r r r r r f U- 23 I r- * s A ho - ly happy band, Singing glory, glory, P-V- #- Glory be a V-v- ji± - 0 - to God on high. m '*-* u~t t 5 2 . In flowing robes of spotless white Sec every one arrayed ; Dwelling in everlasting light, And joys that never fade. Singing glory, &c. 3. What brought them to that world above'? That heaven so bright and fair, Where all is peace, and jov, and love ; — How came those children there ? Singing glory, &c. 4. Because the Saviour shed his blood, To wash away their sin ; Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Behold them white and clean ! Singing glory, &c. 5. On earth they sought the Saviour’s grace, On earth they loved his name ; So now they see his blessed face, And stand before the Lamb, Singing glory, &c. 8 WAITING BY THE RIVER. SOLI. A. H. & 1. We are wait - ing by 2. Though the mist hang o’er 3. And the bright ce - les m o' We are watch - ing on the shore, And its bil - lows loud - ly roar ; We have caught such ra - diant gleams, £ 1 llpi t=f= S: e. i $ | T~^ m On - ly wait - ing fon the boat - man, Soon he’ll come to bear us o’er. Yet we hear the song of an - gels, Waft - ed on the oth - cr shore. Of its towers like daz - ling sun - light, With its sweet and peace - ful streams. ft ft~ T ~ ft i~~ • — i ft i ft ~l — — ft~ ~9 • Th-*- m 9 WAITING- BY THE EIVEE. Concluded. 5. When we’ve passed that vale of shadows. With its dark and chilling tide; In that bright and glorious city We shall evermore abide. V V V I I V 4. He has called for many a loved one, We have seen them leave our side, With our Saviour we shall meet them, When we too have crossed the tide. VEEY LITTLE THINGS AEE WE. -G-T-fr-Q- . — r— — ■y-hr-r- — is- ^ |N— N i i i I W . k -h v- r A. b U “ '□ "+ . zJ zir _ L_ nr 1 n n w i 1 FrPr V \ if i ia p n ■ e 9 a S 2 l_f JT n !J- N — n 9 , 9 r r £ J ZJ~ 9 9 ft — 1 1 — £ 2 d \ 1 2 £ zZ z. V 9 i r —J V V V ^ - $ V W g W I * W W 4 1. Yer - y little things are we, 0 how mild we all should be; Never quarrel nev-er fig 2. Just like pretty little Lambs, Softly skipping by their dams ; We’ll be gentle all the di # o' 9 ' 6> 8 t 4 1 ;ht, *y> rx* i o • 9 p /» ^ r » \ 9 J r Z* W \ fj i 9 j — ¥ i ! J ■ r~\ tA 1— r | i ' - Ir p ~9~rir- IS N p» r l zj s j : n ■ ^ t - FfT\ v I? Z £ d * w 9 % a 9 a X/ ^ 9 Q 0 That would be a shock - ing sight. Love to learn and cease to play. Yr i v 1 a r n ^ r » r P_J2 L / u 3. We will love our teachers too, And be always kind and true ; And attend to every rule, Of our much loved Sunday School. 10 TWILIGHT. i TrauqnlUo. fc A. H. s § ^1= 1. The mel - low eve is gli - ding Se - rene - ly down the west; 2. The eve - ning star has light - ed Her crys - tal lamp on high ; I EE £ -4-4- t- o. T ' / *' So ev’ - ry care sub - si - ding, My soul would sink to rest. So when in death be - night - ed, May hope il - lumc the sky. iis m x=l= TWILIGHT. Concluded. 11 < — r* i 1 — I — j . p r — 1 Z i / IV i ! ; i J J m % & \ S p >0 -M J f "\V \7 A 0 1 2 S 5 D /tj # A 4* v _ L _ r t r **• & & • i - pose, wake. i r p* M *- | ! w " r I- . T7 0 a m c* a i i ! n n l i i r ^ Yf U ! i T ^ 1 1 — 1 I - 1 ! — 1 t v jz=j 1— i i 1 -ZZj i tr v | L t REMEMBER THY CREATOR. 1 . “ Remember thy Creator” While youth’s fair spring is bright, Before thy cares are greater, Before comes age’s night ; While yet the sun shines o’er thee, While stars the darkness cheer. While life is all before thee, Thy great Creator fear. 2 . “ Remember thy Creator” Ere life resigns its trust, Ere sinks dissolving nature, And dust returns to dust ; Before with God, who gave it, The spirit shall appear : He cries, who died to save it, “ Thy great Creator fear.” ' THE UNIVERSAL ANTHEM. When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along ? When hill and valley ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And him who once was slain, Again to earth decended, In righteousness to reign. 2 . Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shout shall fly ; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply. High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujahs swelling In one eternal sound. 12 PENITENCE. With Expression. A. H. IrrN — I 1 — -i 1 1 ! — ' hr- ? — i i — — | Id 4 I 1 ► £ i — p r— fpS? fi ° ' G ~ Q ' & ' L_? I r i — 1 . Je - sus, let thy pity - ir n _ . , 1 , , . lg eye, Call back a wand’ - ring sheej >; VTrl i a P 1 [ J Xr y t ± J ?• « 43 J J> _| J 5 * EK" A_ J H - J- 2 S 0 M — j n J XI a 5! #» 4, i . — X7 # 0 2 . Sa - vior, Prince, en - throned j " O - » 4 i - hove, Re - pent - ance t< ) im - part, fv *1,4 ' i i H : r ® . < e J - _p # 1 a r s y-J. j- J J • 1 49 1 <7 r p— 4 - m m m. L4- — l ar 1 L rfl-r^ ' 1 j | — fT — j =j 1 tq =j — W e “ Jr. h J x g§ gt xj m /s i i L Q 0 r s 2 (r\\r •- 0 *• 9 L_r / VM7 L False to thee, like Pe - ter, I Would fain like Pe - ter weep. d. s. Turn, and look up - on me, Lord, And break my heart of stone, j ~\T~, 17 I J ^ — 1^. 1 JJ M. (-* /* 1 * - Iff ^ J 1 M 0 ^ 4Q T/TSV & 1 I -J n' a - Zi ^ o vHt a ~ , * • o ■" & 2 9 0 2* 3 v A j XT ~ "4 ~ ^ ® Give me, through thy dy - ing love, The hum - blc, con - trite heart : d. s. Turn, aijd look up - on me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. i I | , ’IT' 1 1 Sv — H r> 3 E *-1.— b — i 1 c - £ & J n 0t* -J 1 1 zJ U 1 J J J ! J j —l & - 1 i E L — — ^ O 9 9 . . | - I u — : — ! — 1 I PEFITEK’QE. Concluded. -1 : '-J ' ■ - 1 — u Let me be by IX — L — 1 h * grace re - stored J _4_. ; On fs ----- ^ r me be thy long- j ^ , suff - ’ring shown ; I ! J*— \Y- . a ! f— -j * J— - d * j v J — d d d J - j — 1 — i — H— ~m 3 — — - • s> a & m s* a & & - n 1 i f Give what I have long implored, A por - tion of thy grief un - known : n n a & 0 • - ' r 9 0 -| z • b*' 0 £7 0 — - = — — 1 o — S- gEEr 4 - * ! _zfa4=E: - 4 - .0. 1 — 1^ 4 - — U — t — \— — ® 1 1 1- j=r • -t 3 . For thine own compassion’s sake, The gracious wonder show ; Cast my sins behind thy back, And wash me white as snow : If thy bowels now are stirr’d, If now I do myself bemoan, Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. NOTHING BUT JESUS. Vain, delusive -world, adieu, With all of creature good : Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood : All thy pleasures I forego ; I trample on thy wealth and pride ; Only Jesus will I know, .Amd Jesus crucified. I • ^ • Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end ; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend ; Daily in his grace to grow, And ever in his faith abide ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3 . O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove; Show the length, the breadth, the height, And depth of Jesus’ love ! Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone applied ; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. A. H. 14 THE LITTLE TRAVELERS. r\ 4f , , . fs i n i il 1 p, W K r aL-^ll ft 4 P J _ J «? 1 ! r-j ~n „ — n* T _a M J * ' d ■ A L .. 2~ J & i ■■ -& r . «r - *7 Lft 1. Lit - tie trav’ - lers, zi - on - ward, 2. Who are they whose lit - tie feet, 3. “All our earth - ly jour - ney past, v w w O 6 Each one en - t’ring in - to rest, Pa - cing life’s dark jour - ney through, Ev’ - ry tear and pain gone by, ‘1 - r v l i 0/ zj»su,ts^ £? 9 9- 0. b b u tt ■ “N P 1 .. » a r r r v / \ , b ‘ a i 1 r ft ft — u U- — u — ' — — V V & G 6 n Ik 4t, . w w IS i S C» zyiftir ft k p n k j □ p I ft p J a P & & 9 .9 A | i fl " <0 (f 0 fp & 'i | ~N e & I r . A A. re ^ -9 g . a r j w 9 In the king - dom of your Lord, Ir New have reached that heav’n-ly seat, TL Here to - geth - er m ?t at last, A l the man - sions icy had ev - er t the por - tal w i} of the blest ; kept in view ? of the sky ! _ _ 1 1 i rJ'ftiFft © ® & $? b b ft ft r b r ? 8 p' ft r r r * ft ft ft 1 | 1 0=fcr==b-=H ^ b — kr IrS nftft : K 1 — ri p is r JLJ'Vt ft p p p ^ zj & . ® _ w ,:3p ~p i r/T\ ft^ n t ! & i g : p L J J V 1/ 0 3 S , 0 ®| & 9 _ J _ _ ^ J J 9* e 9 There, to wel - come, Je - sus waits, Gives the crowns his fol - lowers wir “I from Green - land’s fro - zen land ;” “I from In - dia’s sul - try plain Each the wel - come “Come” a - waits, Conquerors o - ver death and sin LI U «9*. 4A - 1 J r r fl? 1 /•ftl+^ft P P P P (. P 9 t? b b ff _ P “p - _ i r r ft ' J. J i. S TT 9 W V V _b L ^ — > — THE LITTLE TEAYELEES. Concluded. 15 N ! N 5* , > y_ tun f v n iL n tTj f v T if J « N J 2 . - 1 — 4 1 V- V ^ 5 __ * 2 2 J J, „ a Jl v ip v v v £ Lift your heads, ye gold - en gates ! Let the lit - tie trav’ - lei “I from Af - ric’s bar - ren sand “I from is - lands of th Lift your heads, ye gold - en gates ! Let the lit - tie trav’ - lei u^U „ - - o # xar rs in ! le main.” rs in ! o. i r r ? r 0 r r f t a » a \j \j \ , i \j r u I : i t r r r r r V 1 W ^ \j * — 1 M J I — v — V— V W L JL ZION’S PILGRIMS. THE BIBLE. Children of the heavenly King, As ye journey sveetly sing ; Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. Ye are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 2 . Shout, ye little flock, and blest, You near Jesus’ throne shall rest ; There your seats are now prepared, There your kingdom and reward. Lord ! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below, Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee. Holy Bible ! book divine ! Precious treasure ! thou art mine ! Mine, to tell me whence I came ; Mine, to teach me what I am. Mine, to chide me when I rove ; Mine, to show a Saviour’s love ; Mine, art thou to guide my feet, Mine, to judge, condemn, acquit. 2 . Mine, to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless ; Mine, to show by living faith, Man can triumph over death. Mine, to tell of joys to come. And the rebel sinner’s doom ; Oh, the precious book divine, Priceless treasure ! thou art mine ! 16 MOSS HILL. A. H. Modcrato. .0 .b . : \-r1 N : 1 J -1 ■ -1 . awl . r-. zz \ * a ... r _zr^ zn a .1 z: ^ - : r J _J J o • 5* 5 a 1-^1 — « W J | j * 1 *-~J! g l * * — v <■ 3. The sun that sheds a glo - rious light O’er ev’ - ry drea - ry road; 1 - =1 1 1 — J p— -f-f — — -J — # — J — t£=S=£ *4 — ■ f ^ 1 i - # BSyiZ.i w 9 jg ' _ i I | ’ . 0 d 0 0 !• . J A 04 q* Wj m ^ — r v u J 0 0 0 0 • L Vy V V W 40 W Lest our care - less feet should, tram - pie Some rare jew - el I in the ground. . HI » m * 1 ^TX- . ... _L. , . J T~ J r . j J 1 J j i — i U 0 ^ 0 dr d- 1 0 d o . o . d» d* 1 r Li [ u — i — r IF WE KNEW. Concluded. 19 Coda. r> i v | . v ^ 1 w— V ' L’ — p - , 5 P I | P . gk 1—0 1 ! J 1 K — i is AJa » -A L _ J ' a- 3 1 5—3 1 J td © 3 — t EKZl!] rrMZTTg 3 L % 3 [-0 5 a r ^ J . £TZ_ a 3ZHSZZlS~t ^ o ,*IL 5 1 — st a 1 i i r 1 H G\ 6 * If we knew while pilgrims here, The good there might be done; We would find i 1 l - 1 — . — s 1 k 1 w 1 K — *** i L in Q* '• p | ^ 1 ' Q - o 1 ; □_ : n 1 p * J — _J ' J . J j — _J -_J - 1 — -3d -A A A r ?• ltti y *9 (d & \ & 0 j i— , i a sr a J r 1 1 LjjL— 1 1 i If we knew what forms were fainting For the shade which we should fling, If we knew what lips were parehing For the water we should bring — We would haste with eager footsteps. We would work with willing hands, Bearing cooling cups of water, Planting rows of shading palm?. Cho. If wc knew, &c. 3 . If wc knew what feet were weary Climbing up the hills of pain, By the world cast out as evil — Poor, repentant Magdalenes — Wc no more would dare to scorn them With our Pharisaic pride, W rapping close our robes around us, Passing on the other side. Cho. If we knew, &c. 4 . If we knew, when friends around us Closely press to say “Good bye,” Which among the lips that kiss us First beneath the flowers should lie. While like rain upon their faces Fell our bitter, blinding tears, Tender words of love eternal We would whisper in their ears. Cho. If we knew, &c. 20 DUET. Lively. GATHER THEM Iff. Arranged. Sr Sr- Tj" ~i " —m i N-i— i— 5P-5^1 — T-t — - JL P 1 - i- — s P 1 . € Iff o & U] Cl d=5=?==^=F fr^x ^ ^ - & ... /O 1 I p! d ri- f L_ 1. — J J 1 O 0 . 8* ! l m. A A & *> a \ '■‘p & ^ w w 4/ v ^ • 1 . Gath - cr them in from the broad highway, Gath - cr them in, in this gos - pel day; ' i r* 1 /f) 1 i n )• y , J — j J — ] - 6 i ^ * i 7 & o - C • d d &• CJ . 1 • • £ i : i i — : 0 i v , i ! P P L , 1 ! . y i - t. k i i L J jj J - - J /? ■ tL. p h I i p p J J • L_<* » 71 . <3, fc* O’ ! J a M 1 FrTS /’i h ^ .. j |Ci d, V, ! L /• 3 W , 1 vT7 § £• ?. ^ d S d _ d 8* t °rj A ^ t 7 Gath - ( ir them in from the prai - rics vast, Gath - er them in of cv - ry cast. rv P r~ i i P pn ! 1 j 1 1 .. _ /«* ... /*) d r r r ! __ i ? »• 6> i r ^ I i j I zr s? sr - cr- a & r» d c* ; U '-'T- T'~- — feXr r 1 c* J — a L CHORUS. r0 d — jP—f— ~ — j — M rti — | — r -1 rj — T ~T d A \ i 1- rrP n J i ! ^ fl d ’ ? J i /d > L \ru & 0 A d Zm ^ ^ . iv I r < J T* L _/ ‘ v q vr ^ Gath - er them in let the house be I K N 7 full, Gath - cr them in - to the Sunday School ; **■ "&• ■&■ -0- -d- ■& ! n n» r\ • « o a ; * i & A 4 9 A*. J*_L !3‘TT ■ I r* ! — p »- — w j , r 1 r X 7T ■>> i# J J o (* (?• ! y -l V C t? . d ? . L ~~l =i — =f— - — 1- — V — J 4— l_ : — l GATHER TEEM IE. Concluded. 21 2 . Gather them in in numbers bold ; Gather them in, both young and old ; Gather them in from the widow’s home ; Gather them in that sigh and groan. Gather them in let the house be full, Gather them into the Sunday School ; Gather them in, gather them in, Gather them into the Sunday School. 3 . Gather them in from the street and lane ; Gather them in, both halt and lame ; Gather the deaf, the poor, the blind, — Gather them in with a willing mind. Gather them in let the house be full, Gather them into the Sunday School ; Gather them in, gather them in, Gather them into the Sunday School. 4 . Gather them in that seek for rest, — Gather them in from East to West; Gather them in that wander about, — Gather them in from North to South. Gather them in let the house be full, Gather them into the Sunday School ; Gather them in, gather them in, Gather them into the Sunday School. 5 . Gather them in from all the land, Gather them into our noble band ; Gather them in with Christian love, — Gather them in for the Church above. Gather them in let the house be full, Gather them into the Sunday School; Gather them in, gather them in, Gather them into the Sunday School. 22 NEABEB HOME. pfl-lj 1 s^— N. h~ V, J T“ 1 nl _ > J_,_ ^35 $ - S, - -ai-4 — -d — -3-gl 0 “f t ^-Ti - Ml €3j OR* |~ — W ai • — f Slow - ly ■* ^ — - drops the gen - tie — 11 — <5> — twi - light, For -0- tf-J- a - noth —d — - cr day is gone ; a 1 !. a— i /— 4= — V— r — ? i — 1 =1 — — n — — 1 — t> & — Tv— 0 4— ^~t~e NEARER HOME. Concluded. 23 1. O’er the hills the sun is setting, And the eve is drawing on ; Slowly drops the gentle twilight, For another day is gone ; Gone for aye — its race is over, Soon the darker shades will come ; Still, ’tis sweet to know at even, We are one day nearer home. 2 . Worn and weary, oft the pilgrim Hails the setting of the sun ; For the goal is one day nearer, And his jcurney nearly done. Thus we feel when o’er life’s desert, Heart and sandal sore we roam ; As the twilight gathers o’er us, We arc one day nearer home. 3 . Nearer home ! yes, one day nearer, To our Father’s house on high — To the green fields and the fountains Of the land beyond the sky. For the heavens grow brighter o’er us. And the lamps hang in the dome, And our tents are pitched still closer. For we’re one day nearer home. 4 “One day nearer,” sings the mariner, As he glides the waters o’er, While the light is softly dying On his distant native shore. Thus'the Christian on life’s ocean, As his light boat cuts the foam, In the evening cries with rapture— “ I am one day nearer home.” 24 I L92TG- TO BE THERE. Kev. Q. D. BSOWITE. 7. i 1. When I think of that ci -ty‘ of light, And of crowns which the glori - fied wear; =F£3=E5-0-t2, 0 P ■V — /- M—/— -&T- a — gj-I- — - — * — -—a — j— g • — — J — gj — j ..l rg^ x And of garments so pure and so white, Then I long, O I long to be there. &a:— b— k — v-v- -0—9- V — i/ \ CIIOEUS. O, I long with the saints in light, To be clothed with the gar - ments of white, And in songs with the angels u - nitc, Singing glory, hal-le-lu-jah to the Lamb. H- n-0- — &- P—9~ =£ V—¥- m -&—P — P‘-e y-^=y— v— >-v- It is not tlmt I’m weary of pain, Or impatient in trials and cares, For I know that to die would be gain, And I long, O I long to be there. Clio. 3 . To that city my Saviour has gone, A rich mansion and crowns to prepare; For the hosts that are following on, And I lonjr, O I long to be there. Che. GOING HOME. A. II, 25 I Girls, Boys. 2 — 9 - =£= 1. Whither Pilgrims are you go - ing, Each one on his way? We arc on our heav’nly t=t i>—9 ■-£? — O — V— 9- - |ll CHOKTJS. 0 -a jour - ncy, All of us to day. | £it. 2ml time. * s-i «. m * -+-W i Singing, go - mg, singing, -s5>- 2 . Fear yo not the way so lonely You a feeble band ? No, for friends unseen arc near us, Angels round us stand. Going, &c. 3 . Tell me Pilgrims what you hope for, In that better land ? Spotless robes and crowns of glory, From our Saviour’s hand. Going, &c. 4 . Will you let me journey with you, To that better land ? Como along we bid you welcome, To our happy band. Going, &c. £=£ to our heav’nly home ; singing as we go. •9- -8- O- -> -f*. THE HEAVENLY JOURNEY. We arc going, going, going, To a land of light ; Where arc flowing, flowing, flowing, Waters pure and bright. Going, &c. 2 . Wc arc singing, singing, singing, As wc pass along ; Hear the ringing, ringing, ringing, Of triumphant song. Going, &c. 3 . Jesus, Saviour, leave us never, May we faithful prove ; Then at home with thee forever, Gathered be above. Going, &c. 26 THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. 1. The Sun - day School with joy so full, We love it more and more; ) Its pre - cious hours re - fresh our pow’rs With stength unknown be - fore. ) Here truths from purest fountains brought ; Here Je - sus’ bright ex - am - pie taught ; « Jt ft ^ a \J 3f JT — , i T 1 □ 1 r . > ! ii ] <■* I wry it — - f " S. /J J J J I : ® & & i — H ~ I * d — d “T2 __ 4? 0 ! 1 ° — K [s \—] n ** n ft r r i 1 (3 & IT 11 i lp Cy tp J J \j . 1 I 1 <30*9 L L u ] 1 r r i | r ¥ — <9 1 - BEYOND THE RIVER. 3. Beyond this scene of trial, Where heart and flesh do fail ; Beyond the darkening shadows, Beyond the gloomy vale ; Clio. 4. Beyond the the thought of grieving, A kind and gracious God ; Beyond the fear of sinning, Beyond the chast’ning rod ; Cho. 5. Beyond Earth’s weary burden, The cross, the scourge, the rod; The saint shall dwell in glory, Tho saint shall dwell with God. Cho. 2. ’Tis there I learn that Jesus died For sinners such as I ; Oh ; what has all the world beside, That I should prize so high — Cho. 3. Then let our grateful tribute rise. And songs of praise be given To him who dwells above the skies. For such a blessing given — Cho. 4. And welcome then the Sunday School, We’ll read and sing and pray That we may keep the golden rule. And never from it stray — Cho. 30 SABBATH BELLS. A. H. Fine. £=l 1. The Sabbath Bell ! the Sabbath Bell ! I love it well, I love it well; I love its ding, dong, dell. 2. The Sabbath Bell ! the Sabbath Bell ! I love it well, I love it well; I love its ding, dong, dell. t i >.0 -G-rtr n © rZZj — i With mornings dawn I love to hear, Its mel - low tones so fresh and clear ; h h. £ Hz s> — »■ It calls me to the house of prayer, It tells of sweet com - mu - nion there ; £ m fcizz SABBATH BELLS. Concluded. 31 D. C. -0 rH? — 5=Kz= i=l — \~ -jv g — r rTr— 7— 1— r itrvrrv j ; J 1 L_ _ j & e ^ i n ! it frT\v v " . e a o o 9 6 a & 3 4 * & S ~~ 3 O it U ! And when the gold - n . , N IS 1 en sun has set, I love to hear its mu - sic yet. ^ . , IN . ! 1 ; L P j ' J — f /C k IK * e ° a „ - J L o ? ffYr y . _ j i o L . --J *8 . & —J - h d d | V \J K J . L « 9 9 *2 O _ r Of songs of praise that glad - ly rise, Of hopes that reach be - yond the skies. _ . _ 4*. w W | 1 _ i- , V r r ^ n irviTJ.— I mr ' • > r f • 1 ? k . , li \j 1 . A *} o - ft a y L> ® 1 IT r o _ L L ! 1 1 IT =±|2 If | I > — * * 3 . The Sabbath Bell ! the Sabbath Bell! I love it well, I love it well ; I love its ding, dong, dell. It makes the young hearts leap and sing, With sound of soft and pleasant ring, For when it falls upon their car They know the Sabbath school is near. The Sabbath Bell, &c. 4 . The Sabbath Bell ! the Sabbath Bell ! 1 love it well, I love it well ; I love its ding, dong, dell. It calls the weary ones to rest. And calms the sad and troubled breast ; With stirring peals that float abroad. It makes the careless think of God. The Sabbath Bell, &c. 5 . The Sabbath Bell ! the Sabbath Bell! I love it well, I love it well ; I love its ding, dong, dell. O, may it ring hill everywhere Its welcome music fills the air, And earth now wrapt in gloomy night, Be crowned with Sabbath’s holy light. The Sabbath Bell, &c. 82 Moderato. THE YOUTHTUL PILGEIM. a: A. H. 1 . I would a youth - ful pil - grim be, Resolved a - lone to fol - low thee, 2. I would my heart to thee re - sign; O come and make it wliol - ly thine; s 1 ■U — v- 0. 9 . H3rr z—T] — j- -- h— n— y- v— fs — r~ N r Awb hT n J <5 J J 1 r' W j ’ Kw fmv p J n s « « W, J _ p \ LL 1 & 2 5 So by my woes to be, Nearer, my God to thee. Nearer, my God, &c. 5. Or if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky ; Sun, moon and stars forgot, Upward I fly : Still all my song shall be, Nearer my God to thee. Nearer, my God, &c. FAIKMOUNT. 35 Poetry by D A\IEL WARREN. (Dedicated to the Faim.ount S. School.) 1st time l>uet or Semi-chorus. A. H . XL I-G-Itti 1— | — : N S K~ i K K— 1 — K r r — \ h S — r A ff -T # t> ~ o J e i— J— 4 ■ i / F K J * e 1 9 9 a 9 • 9 1 9 9 . 9 % g c _ . f. _ c * L 1. Our Sabbath School, our Sabbath School, The sweetest place to us on earth ; Chorus. 0 Jc - sus dear, we will not fear, Iw , With heart and soul and all our might , — 4— ^ -I s > ^ > > 1 — h S N " K~ F 9 e O 9 — 4/ ==| '3 3 3 * Repeat Full Chorus. r » . . , _ . ~ S ! s N h JV _ — r n n P o i . g J ' a- 9 j ~ N r | r 4 - m & 9 •! i 0 1 - a 0 9 9 a i ■ r 1 ^ £ i — - • 9 t) a 0 ^ jr- r V V Where Je - sus meets, and lov - ing greets The lit - tie Pil - grim’s birth. To love thee here, till thou ap - pear, In realms of glo - ry bright. A r 0 * 0 c r r | H.5. r i I \j !> > !y o * ! L y — * 0 — 0 0 0 — lj \J \j r r r r-»r L-U * V V — — 1 — 1 - 2. 4. Each little one that’s just begun. To walk in wisdom’s shining road# With holy light, he’ll guide aright, Unto his blest abode. O Jesus dear, &c. 3. This Sabbath morn, we’ll travel on, Nor leave our glorious King’s highway — With heart and hand, our little band, Will serve him all the day. O Jesus dear, &c. With sweet delight, we’ll all unite To praise our Saviour ever dear ; In pleasant lays we’ll sing his praise, Who loves our praise to hear. O Jesus dear, &c. 5. From morning life, to age’s strife, We’ll serve and praise our heavenly King; And then on high, above the sky, Shall praise eternal ring. O Jesus dear, &c. 36 SWEET TEE MOMENTS. A. H. Moderate. 1 f, Ni -P f -f-f — Jr v s 9 1 s. n h r 1 ~i A i J ?• #• 4 #1 JS T Vnz 2* 6 A' O * A X * 1. Sweet the mo - ments, 2. 0 how bless - ed ~ich in bless - ing, Which be - fore t is the sta - tion, Low be - fore ft T* +- t 9 he cross ] the cross N N [ spend ; to lie, N „ n a r < r ^ >T> 1 i i9 . 0 r I v -J O' » 'O* 9 » !U> \j ! u L b r X r i i ' _ ir r~ r "P V A V _N ^ ! ( s w < w r j i i 1 1— .j 1 ^ 4 ' n & & i « j # i d n cJ ~n ' . «• i #,» . #, Xi xprr^ 2* e, d* 9 Sv I ^ cJ • & Life, and health, a While I see d f; f; i ^ ^ md peace pos - sess - ing, Prom the s i - vine com - pass - ion Beam - ing \ £ it f-. ♦ ;in - ner’s dy from his gra f-. ■ .IS J G* * - ing friend, i - cious eye. V N ... trv r i <3> (T> b). r k J_ r r • S — p - v 1 STi 5 )a* is ^ b 1 6 !> ~ — : n r i n n . r M - P |? 1 P P P n . ! S — Ir J . 1 1 S ^ w 1 v n p *' T| JSLl n i p J' & ■ 0\ 1 r ®* .®— ^ -H- ■? - J « - (t 1 J 1 — c r prr i r a *>• ■ ! 0 i r V5T7 J «' • «■ - i i . : J 2 _ J A - - 9' 9 bn r i ^ " v e> ~ ' « * Love and grief my heart di - vi - ding, With my tears his feet Here I’ll sit for - ev - er view - ing, Mer - cy Streaming in _ ^ __ I i’ll his S J 9 ® l hath ; bloo S ie ; d; (. ~Y * 9' 0 9' 0 0 g L 1 &• 0 - S' 9 « if p 1 \ ■ *• 1 r r i 1 1 1 u r r ' E pP 'j> . y 0 Lj v 4? . '& 1 - \J w .. 1 A p* i r a r r J £ — i #■ 4-J L SWEET THE MOMENTS. Concluded. 37 r-4 V 'S- Still in faith and hope a - bi - ding, Life de - ri - ving from his death. Pre - cious drops my soul be - dew - ing, Plead and claim my peace with God. «5n- 1 0- | f r b — ^ 1 * H — j J — 3 . Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze; Here I see my sins forgiven, Lost in wonder, love and praise. May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go : Prove each day his blood more healing, And himself more deeply know. 2 . Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast ; Let us all in thee inherit ; Let us find that second rest. Take away our bent to sinning ; Alpha and Omega be ; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. THE NEW CREATION. Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down, Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, thou art all compassion, — Pure unbounded love thou art; Visit us with thy salvation ; Enter every trembling heart. 3 . Finish then thy new creation ; Pure and spotless let us be ; Let us see thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in thee : Changed from glcry into glory, Till in heaven we take our place,- Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love and praise. 38 MY DEAE SUNDAY SCHOOL. From the “Okiola.” By Permission. W. 15. BRADBURY. S3 -y- -*• v 1 . To the sports of the thoughtless, or pleasures of sin, Some give the sweet Sabbath of rest ; 2. I love my companions, I love youth’s gay scenes, With brightness and purity blest ; V — Z- 1 -r H j M r- iR-rfr- f- j "r-n- 0 0 0. r 0 J h i -j g 9 i 1 ^ I , rrTW 1— r I ! 1 J 1 n ______ J s z r i YU s 0 & 0 ® ^ h _ j # ^ . * r . », 1 d # - j w o v v ■*- & s * v a* But a - way with all sports, or pleasures so vain, For my dear Sunday School is the best. Yet bet - ter by far is the sweet Sabbath jnorn, For my dear Sunday School is the best. ^ to to O to to to 1 - 1 - i ' I - j — a A A /n yft 1 !_> \j \ Z u a » 0 a & a r ok i*' v ■»' J J } >“ j ~ r lr 1 r Ir 1 ! _l ! 1 i/ iy | i/' — /n / r r ' — " -i — V -u LV— >-J CHORUS. ynr — ' "j — J~~J -s — j to 6 ^ Wi w, to, to. to s • s 0 0 0 0 5 0 S a & d 9, 0 to r r r “ f r YU i . .J \J 1 u U My dear Sunday School is the best, M <9 . y dear Sunday School is the best ; a o & o» C\* U ! to to to to to m i n |_ to to to to I r *n*7v i f 0 9 9 9 9 i I • i r r f \z y I lj \j \j \j Li V V I I V 1 r Ir 1 IT f 1 MX DEAB SUNDAY SCHOOL. Concluded. 29 J N ^ i K _ 1 s . s ! N h ps . ; rs 1 3 a n ii. 5 f H — Ti "4 d 9 a 0 fra. 3 K 3 0 & _ , a fml' n ! 1 j 1 1 n r x - 1 gm vjz . s a i r — a 1 w Zd — £ a „ a 0 3 L in •J u y But a - way with all s] Yet bet - ter by far -- — - e a w 9 m sx v 0 O * » ports, or pleasures so vain, For my dear Sunday School is the best, is the sweet Sabbath morn, For my dear Sunday School is the best. a a a 1 1 1 v i r b b \j b a a a i 1 f • r 9 t ^ b b j r 1 b b 1 b u vj . L Y ir "r - U — S—U — LV-V-J — 1 ir r * If If 3 . I love the sweet birds, and the fields, and the flowers, In beauty so charmingly drest ; But there’s purer delight in the still sacred hours, For my dear Sunday School is the best. My dear Sunday School, &c. 4 . Then I’ll sing of my School, and the Sabbath I love, Bright emblems of heavenly rest , Thou guide of my youth — thou Saviour divine ! O, bring me to share in that rest. My dear Sunday School, &c. Patriotic Hymn. I’ve roamed over mountain, I’ve crossed over flood, I’ve traversed the wave-rolling sand; Tho’ the fields were as green, and the moon shone ,v as bright, Yet it was not my own native land. No, no, no, no, no, no, &c. Tho’ the fields were, &c. 2 . The right hand of friendship how oft have I grasped, And bright eyes have smiled, and looked bland ; Yet happier far were the hours that I passed In the West — in my own native land. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, &c. Yet happier far were, &c. 3 . Then hail, dear Columbia, the laud that w« love, Where flourishes Liberty’s tree; ’Tis the birth-place of Freedom, our own native home ; ’Tis the land, ’tis the land of the free ! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, &c. ’Tis the birth-place of, &c. 40 SOLDIEE OP THE CEOSS. Poetry by A . H . Music Arr. by A . H!* V i r— #• 0 O- 4 L. ., A -5 _ J .. N r n P,» n 1 i i t 9 M I f/TV \ a J T 1 b b b j — 1 V I 2 Sr * r 0 j 2 J* o *• ft P * — 9 : J 1. 2. ( 5fe Sol - diers Gird on the { o- ■#-. -3- iP P k of the Cross, in the ar - my of the Lord ; *os - pel ar - mor, the bat - tie ne’er give o’er; t + -fr. # ^ # .£■ r r > r • r r r £ 1 n j W ? i L - 1 ^ A — 4- — P — ?- — V— — 1 p- 1 r V-tr- 1 ~ ■■ I? , J J — — r • r ^ ^ ph-J-i 1 1 o d -4 P-4 — i- j — ip ips J t y ' v » ^ i—o -J — Cap - tain he’s giv - en yon the word, To press with vig - or on. way till you’ve gained that bliss - ful shore, Where your great* Cap - tain’s gone. -o~. -o- -o-, m .._u4N f = ^=F ^ — p — K 5 — v— i • ^ t r r g 4=4=J 1 f-4 - — i=l l=M: SOLDIER OF THE CROSS. Concluded. 41 CHORUS. if- i in — K -f-f jg— 7—1 F=t=?- i; At® — j [s jf * ~ -4hh -b.-g— 5. f S-: 0 -f-- VT7 ? • ti — a m 1 i <3 • ° % g W w 9 -S . Glo - ry, glo - ry hal - le - • lu - jah! Glo - ry, glo - ry hal - le - lu - jah! . +- 9-. 6 -9- f-. f- f- -h ' e . r 1 1 s* -K-f — ~r f ° • 5 — l =t=&= -b ,-b— b-^b- ■f" i b b i 4 i b L_| K J 1 J I J V w <5 i j iL. p S' ^ * 1 Z -nd * f 1 i e 5 1 J i 1 ■ N ip - 1 r j | 4 I O J 5 - . d i t 4 r ^ l ( Ilo - ] & I * -s* 7, glo - 1 — ry hal - le - lu - jal 9- * 1*1 V w , l! Je - sus leads u g Q* s on. rv e • m r 1 f— 1 ^ r ■ f Z O' 0 J /> • fj - .... rr— — r- " f i ^ 1 * V ? 7 1 f ' 1 3. O watch, and fight, and pray, ever keep thy armor bright, March on in duty, and thy sure reward shall be, Crowns of dazzling splendor, in yonder world of light, And palms of victory. Glory, glory, &c. 4. Ne’er think the vict’ry won, nor lay thy armor down ; Eight on in faith till thou obtain a starry crown ; Faith, and hope, and love, must be ever kept in mind. Till we arrive at home. Glory, glory, &c. 42 MY SPIRIT HOME. 3=J _o- Z ft A home all fair and bright as noon, Where sin and sor - row nev - er come. I’ll shout with joy while here I roam, Vain world a - dieu ! I’m go - ing home. nn -e- 19-. «| •—I- i 2 . In that fair land there still is room, Where weary Pilgrims may get home ; And join with angels in the song, Of praises to our God the Lamb. I’m going home, &c. 3 . When done with earth ; its follies past, I’ll reach my Eather-laud at last ; To sit and sing around the throne, “Glory to God ! I’m safe at home.” I’m going home, &c. 4 . When safe at home, in that fair land. I’ll join the happy, sinless band ; And sing with rapture near the throne, “Vain world adieu ! I’m safe at home.” I’m going home, &c. Anlmato. SHOT THE CUP. A. H. 43 £ 3 mm s 1. Oh, bright is the wine, the ru - by wine, That spar - kies in the cup f r f- - r - f f f § & - 2 — £ £ 9 . s. I f But dim are the eyes, the bloodshot eyes, Of him who quaffs it d. s. And drink the draught the cooling draught, That comes from the crys-tal up. well. n f f i f f ^ g I '/ l/- CHORrS. I J>. s. I ~5?r 5E Then shun the cup, the death-fraught cup, That dooms the soul to hell ; J J ! I £ 2. Oh, bright is the glow, the rosy glow, As on the eye it gleams ; But pure is the light, the diamond light, Of nature’s crystal streams. Then shun, &c. 3. Oh, sad is the end, the dreadful end, Of him who heedeth not ; To shun the cup, the treach’rous cup, So full of danger fraught. Then shun, &c. 44 THE PROMISED LAND. s=s 0 — 1 - 0 - 1 . I have a Father in the promised land, I have a Father in the promised land, 2. I have a Saviour in the promised land, I have a Saviour in the promised land, V ■■ V - v—v 1E\ $ i=t My Father calls me, I must go To meet him in the prom - ised land. My Saviour calls me, I must go To meet him in the prom - ised land. — <2* n , CHORUS. k v , ». s. -0 — a - S 0 -P— an - 1— — K V- -J — J— 0 — J— — P P- i 0 0 0 * %- 4 % ^ -i d % i «~g-: Til a- way, Fll away to the promised land, I’ll a -way, I’ll away to the promised land ; l m tZBL 3. 1 have a crown in the promised land, &c. When Jesus calls me, I must go, To wear it in the promised land. Cho. 4. I hope to meet you in the promised land, &c. At Jesus’ feet, a joyous band ; We’ll praise him in the promised land. Cho . Moderato. HEAVEN IS MY HOME. 45 A. II. t fp-1— 1 —1 — i S 1— rd N~ — ! — h — r 1 0*7^' J. . | — ~ — r r 1 Q i J € • 2 d, — r v \ t -* d . 2 2? d* & j a* * & r tr 1 . I’m but a stran - ger here, Heav’n is my home ; Earth is 2. What tho’ the tern - pest rage, Heav’n is my home ; Short is ^ _ f, 4 f . f ft i ^ a de my pil s - ert drear, - grim - age, tL JL & tv#,-*)- 1 r | | j I'-' r» i j | r ^ r . 1 1 1 pij i«x"i ! 1 | -TT D*i ' r r _ j O IP • P Cr • \ j cix P P i -i 1 =££-4 j- 1 U — U — ( L -l — 1 — d- -1 1 -4 — i — 1 — — M-J L n k !■ , , i r , J i J fa 1 i j — i j d — i _ J j J 'it XT| j w . 1 *» < j ^ iK xi ^ . 2? i i if _ _ Tj _ i tt 53 gU 1 ' \ i • ^ 1 \M 7 ^ n ev’ - ry hand ; )e o - ver past ; j "P* rv^ 1 n ^ « o f i ii l! - r. ( r I ■> ! j | 1 i ' 1 | _ A to U’ 1 1 a _l_ J F>« \ ( i i r TF ’ d ! 1 4 — i — 1 — 4 1 1 3 . There at my Saviour’s side, Heav’n is my home ; I shall be glorified, Heav’n is my home. There are the good and blest. Those I lov’d most and best. There too I soon shall rest, Heav’n is my home. 46 THE SAVIOUK’S LOVE. 1. Dear Jc - sus, cv - er at my side, How lev - ing • must thou be; 2. But I have felt thee in my thoughts, Re - buk - ing sin for me; £ i - t=F rt To leave thy home in heaven to guard, A lit - tie child like me. And, when my heart loves God, I know The sweet - ness is from thee. 9ii m =tFfc 4 & I can - not feel thee touch my hand, With pressure light and mild; And when dear Sa - viour, I kneel down, Morn - ing and night to prayer ; THE SAVIOTJE’S LOYE. Concluded. 47 J rr f— 1 -A — | - ■s — r— • V 7— ■ 1 1 . ■ T-h -P— - "1 1 1 rsT\ v rN P e 9 „ 1 1 1 — w w ' g <5 £ < 3 . i i — 1 - 9 - -+ To check me as Something there is L -e- - 9 - my moth - er did, When I was bu i with - in my heart, Which tells me tho i w t a child, u art there. r\« ^ A A j© i p O -A p *-J., f 9 r F -J . -U OL - F r ■ r l jr h — 9 i U y o o . & r . \ '/ & S’ n r J — ~v ! V 1 V — v — 1 r ZZI 3 . Yes ! when I pray, thou prayest too — Thy prayer is all for me ; But when I sleep, thou sleepest not. But watchest patiently. Dear Jesus, ever at my side, How loving must thou be, To leave thy home in heaven, to guard A little child like me. THE PROSPECT JOYOUS. 0 what hath Jesus bought for me ! Before my ravished eyes Rivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise : 1 see a world of spirits bright, Who taste the pleasures there ; They all are robed in spotless white, And conqu’ring palms they bear. 2 . 0 what are all my sufferings here, If, Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host t’appear, And worship at thy feet ! Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, Take life or friends away, But let me find them all again In that eternal day. 3 . In hope of that immortal crown I now the cross sustain, And gladly wander up and down, And smile at toil and pain : 1 suffer on my three score years, Till my Deliv’rer come, And wipe away his servant’s tears, And take his exile home. 48 LOOK FOR THE PROMISED LAND. Modcrato. A. H« 1. Pilgrims on the burn - ing sand, Look a -way, yes, look a -way; Yon-dcr is the 2. If the way seems dark and drear, Look a - way, yes, look a - way ; Je - sus calls thee, ^ • |?4 V — — ' J - * s i f Hi promised land, Look, look a - way. nev - er fear, Look, look a - way. Je - sus bids his followers “come/’ There you’l find a By the eye of faith you’l see, Mansions there pre m m ■& - - 0 - - 0 - ~ p — — ^~^~ I Fp = V v P V p—f _n . . 1 N b 1 N _ b . 1 TV— J- E ?i r r j n ^ ’ _ _ V r 1 1 r ! Is . zr> . : JL L J M n. # 0 «• « t e 5 S ^ , jT j _p . ii rftw wz % * ! I 1 t ^ - ‘ L vnr w v ?• 9 9 &• « r — ® rb g. 9 f a* t 1 hap - py home ; Look a - way, look a pared for thee; Look a - way, look a f- f»- ♦ #. « # - . , - way, Look, for the prom -iscd li , - way, Look, for the prom - ised li and. and. TV m ^ • s m n 0 L r r i t 0 . • plr r r t . b b n h r 5 - y a *• i t b » L / Ir » ( • ri ~ — P . r — -i — -r r ; T rr r 1 if * V \ r 1 V p P MEET AGAIN. With Expression. i A. IT. 49 $ E2- m yb’ m # m 1. Meet a -gain! when life 2. Meet a - gain ! where end — P p— r-^- 13 less o cr, joy, Meet a - gain We shall taste to part no more ; with - out al - loy ; V- i m S:' How it cheers the droop - ing heart, When from friends we’re called ,to Meet where songs shall ne’er grow old, Sweet - ly tuned to harps of a) part. gold. m £ £ P' =t= : *: || 1— ' r : Z I L 3. Meet again ! how passing sweet, Friends long lost again to meet ; Care-worn souls by tempest driven, O how sweet to meet in heaven. 4. Meet again ! when storms are o’er, Meet where troubles come no more ; Cheering news to Zion given, Souls redeemed shall meet in heaven. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Page. 3. Should your lot be hard to bear, Look &c. 4. When the tempest’s most severe, Look &c Jesus will thy burdens share, Look &c. • Jesus comes thy heart to cheer, Look &c. With each trial grace is given, Pearly gates you’ll soon behold, Grace which points thee up to heaven. Streets all paved with shining gold. Look away, &c. Look awav. &c. 60 SWEET HOTJE OP PRAYER. Moderato. :S =*=% -K- % — ES A. s — £ ”4=4 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a 2. Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my pc *■- *- ~ * * * ‘m.i* * i world of - ti - tion ■o- care, bear, -P > mm ! ; ■ — | K — \ 1 K 1— P=i~ % % — ^ — a — a — '5 — 1 -p 9 p- — j — l-J ■* -§■ y_J; To him whose truth and faith - ful - ness, En - gage the wait - iug soul to bless ; ^ ■ f £ U-4 In sea - sons of dis - tress and grief, My soul has oft - en found re - lief ; And since he bids me seek his face, Be - lieve his word and trust his grace, ~ * f # fr ti 9 jSl ^ mm 1 — Hx m & i SWEET HOUR OF PRAYER. Concluded. 51 And oft escaped the tempter’s snare, By thy re - turn, sweet hour of prayer. I’ll cast on him my ev’ - ry care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 3 . Sweet hour of prayer ! Sweet hour of prayer ! May I thy consolation share ; Till, from Mount Pisg.ih’s lofty height, I view my h:me, and take my flight : This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize ; And shout while passing through the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer. SABBATH HOURS. 1 . Sweet Sabbath hours ! so full of grace. To aid us in our heavenly race ; We love the precious jo) r s they bring, To win us to our Saviour king : And as we strive to keep the way That lead? from earth to endless day, May love divine direct aright And fill our souls with sacred light. At Sabbath School we love to meet With those who sit at Jesus’ feet, And try with them to well improve Tbe happy hours we so much love: And as we read, and sing and pray, And learn to walk in wisdom’s way — Let us the Gospel truth proclaim, And shout our praise to Jesus’ name. 3 . Each moment filled with truth revealed, And every truth with mercy scaled ; Our grateful hearts delight to share The Gospel blessings they declare. We’ll join angelic choirs above, To praise that sweet redeeming love Which makes each Sabbath hour wc trace A sparkling diadem of grace. Daniel Warren. 62 WHEN THE MOKNING LIGHT. 1. When the morning light drives a -way the night, With the sun so bright and full; ) And it draws its line near the hour of nine, I’ll a - way to Sabbath School. ) V Of SS IX a 1 1 i ' . _ 5 *»• ^ fiX l fj r y.Sn J T 4 i i 1 it P a o i •T ^ /} iV • iV 1? ' ; i ; 5 y 4 1 1 Pi ^ *1 ti 4 ^ V • 1 / -L i l / / - ! L_ t — ■ }l — «! — t ~0 0 & P-$— V- 3Uqlj - h r, I «-3- "g 9 ' V 9 9 ' 9 ~ -o- ' V For tis there we all agree, All with happy hearts and free, And I love to early be, At the • *• ■f — !*—{*— £>— 0 £>- - 0 - -y— y — y — y- — tjuP— fL_i i EfedzS e a q a /- =y=y- CrtWs. ^ Boys. CriWs. Boys. A?/. gz 1 * , ' y— '6- A - g - -Q- V Sab - bath School ; I’ll away ! away ! I’ll away ! away ! I’ll a - way to Sabbath School. > 1 gif m - 0.0 -V~ 0 — 9 — 0 - ■V-Sifa jS^R-p— ^ CEOSS AND CEOWN. Moderate. Western Melody. m* -1 f- l. r I s — j — 1— l-Tl — | : AZgll f*_S- a -3 iso. f h' P b -_J -J rm * p ■ 0 o .. 1 d C V \ ) ~ in r J J w a m i J 1 J 1 J J •J & V * 7 ~ v -fr-o- No, there’s a cross for eve - ry one, And there’s a cross for me. But now they taste un - min - gled love, And joy with - out a tear. 11 . LI rs n n w i cv & r \ p l 1 1 b 1 ~b . 0 O 3 3 1 r r f ft * s - -U— L<^ r 8. The consecrated cross I’ll bear, | And then go home my crown to wear, Till death shall set me free, I For there’s a crown for me. Conclusion of Hymn on the Opposite Page. :n of a winter’s morn, 3. In the class I meet wi 2. On the frosty daw When the earth is wrapped in snow, Or the summer breeze plays around the trees, To the Sabbath School I go ; When the holy day has come, And the Sabbath breakers roam, I delight to leave my home, For tlic Sabbath School. I’ll away! &c. nth the friends I greets At the time of morning prayer ; And our hearts we raise in a hymn of praise. For ’tis always pleasant there: In the Book of holy truth, Full of counsel and reproof, We behold the guide of youth, At the Sabbath School. ’ I’ll away ! &c. 64 PARTING-, siiiiiigii A. If. =t5Z=±= 1. When shall we meet a - gain ? Meet ne’er to sever? When will peace wreath her chain 2. When shall love free - ly flow, Pure as life’s riv-cr ? When shall sweet friendship glow, m mm t $ A Round us Changeless for - cv - cr ? Our hearts will ne’er re - pose Safe from each for - cv - cr? Where joys ce - les - tial thrill, Where bliss each blast that blows, In this dark vale of woes — Nev - er — heart shall fill, And fears of part - ing chill — Nev-er — =-R | n i I 1 r i ( a. « L- J t j et a t GOD IS LOVE. 55 I.ively. D. H. NOERIS. 4 — 2 — -k- 1. God is love; liis mcr - cy brightens All tbc paths in which wc rove; 2. Chance and change are bus - y cv - cr; Man do - cays, and a - ges move; 'iRf-3— ^ — -b— V J & & & V : £ -T- -F +4 * ==F MSP— 4 1 U — > — — 1 1 ] v — a — -1 1 / / — Bliss he wakes, and woe he light - ens, God is wis - dom, God is love. But his mcr - cy wan - cth ncv - er ; God is wis - dom, God is love. * is 1 =&=£ S parting. Concluded. 3 . Soon shall w r c meet again — Meet ne’er to sever ; Soon will peace wreath her chain. Round us forever : Our hearts will then repose, Secure from worldly woes ; Our songs of praise shall close, .Never — no, never 1 3 . E’en the hour that darkest seemeth Will his changeless goodness prove ; From the gloom his brightness streameth ; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 . He with earthly cares cntwineth Hope and comfort from above ; Ev’rywherc his glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. 56 THE BEAUTIFUL EIYEE. Poetry by R. TOKKEY. Jr. *J -gL* -a. -to- _cX —i. _zty7rZ ° ' ° ° 5 & ° — r sancl. rene. S r £ m &—P- / G-.&- & -ti.- m Oh, seek that beau - ti - ful stream, Seek now that beau - ti - ful stream; g=rT ^ P^ E g= ^;g==^-S----^ 4 4-—^ fc— t -B- -I— 1=t -G'G- THE BEAUTIFUL EIVEE. Concluded. 57 — & 1 — q— g ==q= 3 'I £ /TN EE 3= - ~ £ & Its wa - ters so ! I free, are flow - ing for thee — Oh, seek that beau - ti - ful stream. I I With murmuring sound doth it wander along, Through fields of eternal green ; Where songs of the blest, in their haven of rest, Float soft on the air serene. Oh, seek that beautiful stream, Seek now that beautiful stream ; Its waters so free, are flowing for thee — Oh, seek that beautiful stream. This beautiful stream is the River of Life 1 It flows for all nations, free ! A balm for each wound in its water is found ; Oh, sinner, it flows for thee ! Oh, seek that beautiful stream, Seek now that beautiful stream ; Its waters so free, are flowing for thee — Oh, seek that beautiful stream. 3 . Its fountains are deep and its waters are pure, And sweet to the weary soul ; It flows from the throne of Jehovah alone ! Oh, come where its bright waves roll. Oh, seek that beautiful stream, Seek now that beautiful stream ; Its waters so free, arc flowing for thee — Oh, seek that beautiful stream. 5 . Oh, will you net drink of this beautiful stream, And dwell on its peaceful shore 1 The Spirit says come, all ye weary ones home, And wander in sin no more. Oh, seek that beautiful stream, Seek now that beautiful stream ; Its waters so free, are flowing for thee— Oh, seek that beautiful stream. 68 THE SPIRIT LAUD, A. H Legato. -A — Jr* 1 1 1 — _zf5;z_q^ zj i r , | J j 1 I 1 L n el z j p Z3 1 1 r f/v\ k L I i , , . , zt r°7 r±—\ r v \J ‘-i 0 ! !

r (j (J & 1. When we hear the 2. When the ho - ly mu - sic ring - ing, an - gels meet us, “ a In the bright cc As we go to vf ° - les - tial dome ; join their band : 1 1 *-)•: |r4- -i | — j — J - poop 1 L_J j- ■ ■ | -[ j © — fi a y n S r r r [ i l ' i i f ' d d , — Y zyp- w (/ i/ zzfz — i 1=^4^ ■> i ... 5 O ° THE SPIRIT LAND. Concluded. 59 ■■=£i=Z£=5^= i T=* m L — d- _ In that land of light and glo - ry, Shall wc know each oth - er there : Shall wc feel their dear arms twin - ing Fond - ly round us, as be - fore ^:-g2zii=^ j i Ei — 3 j g O. 4 . Yes, my earth-worn soul rejoices, And my weary heart grows light, For the thrilling angel voices And the angel faces bright, That shall welcome us in heaven. Arc the loved of long ago. And to them his kindly given, Thus their mortal friends to know. Oh, ye weary, sad, and toss’d ones, Droop not, faint not, by the way; Ye shall join the lov’d and lost ones In the land of perfect day ! Harp-strings touched by angel fingers, Murmured in my raptured car, Evermore their sweet song lingers, “ Wc shall know each other there !” LITTLE THINGS. ■0-4-01- — I--4 J ^ — at— -J 1 - — a — — r* — &_L-d.o— 1 . Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean, And the beauteous land. 2. And the little moments, Humble tho’ they be, Make the mighty ages Of c - ter- ni - ty. Si N -f* ^ 3 t: oo d 4=V=F 3. So our little errors Lead the soul a - way ; From the paths .of virtue, Oft in sin to stray. 4. Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden Like the hcav’n above. 5. Little seeds of mercy, Sown by youthful hands, Grow to bless the nations. Far in heathen lands. 60 WALK nr THE LIGHT. N Ifv t 4 --i - ? — ^-Fg — ^ — ^-:-i — — g — : : t=>— — Y-^-S— L. Pleasant But a mus -J- j- -3- Arranged. iter — I — &~ s the Sabbath Bell-In the light, in the light; Seeming much of joy to tell-In the light of God, c sweeter far-In the light, in ilie light; Breathes where angel-spirits are-In the light of God. t> 9 <9 1 0 o :> i ‘ CV-8 9-~g — e 3 <7 1. I’m sail - ing on Life’s storm - y sea, Storm - y sea, storm - y sea ; We’re glid - ing on with prosp’rous gales, Prosp’rous gales, prosp’rous gales ; P « fl o . •fa ■fa. A 4 - 4 - 5 =^ £=f=d£= CHOsrs. LITE’S STOEMY SEA. Concluded. 63 on tlic balm - y air ; Glo - ry to God, And to the Lamb, sounds along the shore. L * -A A 4- •£; sgzpzzt — f L_q J2jnc=^ / — / — / — v -i ' » - — c 1 . I'm sailing on Life’s stormy sea, Stormy sea, stormy sea ; But there's a friend who sails with me, Who guides with steady helm; We’re gliding on with prosp’rous gales, Prosp'rous gales, prosp’rous gales ; And breezes fill our whitening sails, As we are wafted home. I see the land, &c. 2 . We’re net afraid when storms appear, Storms appear, storms appear ; For Jesus, lie is always near. To calm the raging wave. The restless wave can do no harm, Do no harm, do no harm ; While Jesu/ all sufficient arm Our little Bark will save. I see the land, &c. 3 . There’s room for all to come on board, Come on board, come on board ; Dear sinner, will you seek the Lord, Thro’ justifying grace. Come all the world, come sinner thou, Sinner thou, sinner thou; All things in Christ are ready now, Behold his smiling f ice. I see the land, &c. 4 . I’m looking to the distant shore, Distant shore, distant shore ; To sec the friends who’ve gone before, Transported by his love. Again with joy I hear them sing, Hear them sing, hear them sing, My ravished soul would spread her wings, And soar to realms above. I see the land. &c. 64 THE WANDERER. J. ZrWDEL. Arr’d. “I fs [**■ IS — _4=J LzK_= j IS 1^» K — nFE tttr .• ^ •y -#■ H a! -^=4 - -& *>- -9- -&■ — «.-» - - I- 1»L r J J J P " r r r t ^ V V P m » s | i U L . . j ^ J J t r IT 1 V V, v w THE WANDERER. Concluded. 65 I did not love my Fa - ther’s voice, I loved a - far to roam. They bound me with the bands of love. They saved the wand’ring one. 8. They spoke in tender love, They raised my drooping head ; They gently closed my bleeding wounds, My fanning soul they fed : They washed my filth away, They made me clean and fair ; They brought me to my home in peace. The long sought wanderer. 4 . Jesus mv Shepherd is, ’Twas he that loved my soul, *Twas he that wash’d me in his blood ; ’Twas he that made me whole : ’Twas he that sought the lost, That found the. wand’ring sheep : *Twas he that brought me to the fold ; ’Tis he that still doth keep. TIIE SPRING OF GRACE. I. Sweet is the time of spring, When na: ure’s charms appear; The birds with ceaseless pleasure sing. And hail the opening year ; But sweeter far the spring Of wisdom and of grace, When children bless and praise their King, Who loves the youthful race. 2. Sweet is the dawn of day, When light just streaks the sky ; When shades and darkness pass away, And morning’s beams arc nigh ; But sweeter far the dawn Of piety in youth ; When doubt and darkness are withdrawn Before the light of truth. 3. Sweet is the early dew, Which gilds the mountain tops, And decks each plant and flower wc view With pearly, glittering drops ; But sweeter far the scene On Ziou’s holy hill, When there the dew of youth is seen, Its freshness to distill. . THE HAPPY SOTO. Word* by Mrs. 1,. Baxter. Allegro. 1st time Semi-chorus. 2nd time Full chorus. W. B. ERADBUBT. From the Golden Shower, by Permission. y ri — i — — — pv i a i t— i p*r t ; r-r § 5 b ? * a 4 i i 1 fay' A 2 P — A a €_ V, J ^r-, I vM / 4 9 r r a, " +- i 9 i # r r ^ 2 *J 1 1 ^ II 1. Wo are now in youths bright morning, Cher - i - ly we’re pi 2. If tho charms of earth are fleet - ing, And should quick - ly pa: W G* is - sins on ; ss a - way; _i I , i I ** A <0 i ■ 1 # ££ v U' Us i;7 i i 5 57 9 v i 1 ^ r ■S b a ; i 1 i# /ff 3? ^ »- r i^r > W V ^ 9 J 1 , l>i q ' — j i— TV ___j @ | i r-f J -N — N p r- — r _ j £ .1 0 0 % \ ■ s » § ^ § a J v •«: Vru 0 & f 0 » ff « s J Joys a - round us sweet - ly dawn - ing, Still the Ho - ly Spir - its greet - ing, Tell us Shall no joys may yet be won. t with those charms de - cay, ** h 1 I I 3 1 J n n n p i r - j 1 is L . _ j i • r *r y pi K i _ ff <4 _ J . ® j 9 & & v .1 W tf *■ t/ ir *? 1 T THE HAPPY SGUG. Concluded. 67 P — s — e ~Y Sitiililiil T Wc arc young, and we are hap - py, Hap - py, hap - py in our song. t— i -V * KISESi 3. Wisdom’s cheering voice invites us, To the feast of Jesus’ love, And a foretaste here delights us, On our way to realms above. Wc arc, &c. V ^ ✓ V ✓ 4. When we cross the shining portal, On the banks of yonder shore ; And arc clothed in robes immortal, We’ll be happy evermore. We are, &c s>. i—pi-j -g.-g — c>.-g- i/- OOME TO JESUS. - 1 - k- Arranged. [. Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus, come to Jesus ; Come to Jesus just now: pfs-T-i #= HE - > -- V - V a— a li|l§lS if 9 S _ Just now, just now, Come to Jesus just now. 2 . pi £ £2 I He will save you, &c. Just now, &c. 3. He is able, &c. Just now, &c. 4. He is ready, &c. Just now, &c. 5. * He is waiting, &c. Just now, &c. LITE’S FLOWING- EIYEE. Words by J. G. PerctvAL. Scotch Melody. f-b "A fe- — j — -f< — js — f— h — te- | f> — ! — r 4 j. Jv 1 *r>' ~4» — p - - 1 fmn? fi \) 1 4- 1 1 1 r a ; Z, ~ 9 U O p •/ -#■* ® & -&■ ~~ - ^ \try r t t yr 1 ! n 1 i 1 K [? &• 71 * 0 L C=Z=D 7 =aL_ — i Time with such a si - lent mo - tion, Floats a - long Quick as clouds at evc-ning driv - en O’er the man on wings of y col - ored =e= is: LITE’S PLOWING- EIVEE. Concluded. To c - ter - ni - ty’s dark o - ccan, Burying all its treasures there. Years are bear - ing us to licav - cn, Home of hap - pi - ness and rest. PRAISE FOR PAST BLESSINGS. 1. Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise, Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above : Praise the mount, I’m fixed upon it Mount of thy redeeming love; 2. Here I’ll raise mine Ebenezer ; Hither by thy help I come, And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand’ring from the fold of God, He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. S. O ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be ! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wand’ring heart to thee ; Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — Prone to leave the God I love ; Here’s iny heart, O take aid seal it; Seal it for thy courts above ANNIVERSARY HYMN. 1. Days, and weeks, and months, returning, Bear us gently down life’s way : Still their lesson we arc learning, With each anniversary day. Glad our hearts, and glad our voices, Joy control ? the passing hour ; None so sad, but he rejoices, ’Neath this day’s enlivening power. 2. Glad for classmates and for teachers, Guiding ns with gentle rule ; Glad for all the gif is that reach us Thro’ our much loved Sunday School. Let ns not forget the meaning, Days like these for ever wear : One more field has had its gleaning, One more sheaf our arms should bear. 70 LITE’S BATTLE TIELD. PoftrybyK. TOKKEY.Jr. A. H. 1 . Children on life’s battle field ! Be ye valiant, bold, and strong ; In the strife with cheerful zeal 2. Hark ! the battle is begun ! Rally, Christians, for your King ; Forward, till the vict’ry’s won, BE t=± H m CKOKrS Urge the Saviour’s cause a - long. Onward, on - ward to glo . ry ! Yield not to the Till the shouts of triumph ring ! Onward, &c. 4L JL i= 1 *- t-i :fet wi - ly foe ; Yic - t’ry and heav’n are be - fore thee, Shout your triumph as you go -£■ -ft" A +•*■ -pi t. 4L Legato. THE PILGRIM. 1. Mv rest is in heaven, my rest is not here ; Then why should I murmur when trials are near ? 2. Afflictions may damp me, they cannot destroy ; One glimpse of his love turns them all into joy ; i u l it Be hash’d, my dark spirit ; the worst that can come, But shortens my journey and hastens me home. The bitterest tears, if he smile but on them, Like dew in the sunshine, grow diamond and gem. — ?■ — - b—p — g-r - — — I p p Life's Battle Field, Concluded. Jesus calls us to the field ! He will lead us evermore ; 'Neath his banner ne’er to yield, Till the mighty conflict’s o’er. Onward, &c. 4 . Then in yonder world of light We will lay our armor down ; And mid throngs of angels bright, Each receive a starry crown. Onward, &c. F -J- r p* si brt • -» E •» p p£=! i r 3 . The thorn, and the thistle, around me may grow, I would not lie down upon roses below ; I ask not my portion, I seek not a rest, Till found with my Jesus, at home with the blest. 4 . Let doubt, then, and danger, my progress oppose, They only make heaven more sweet at its close; Come joy, or come sorrow, whate’er may befall. One hour with my God will make up for them alk 7 2 THE PLEASANT SABBATH SCHOOL. Allegro. A. H. =d— I— |==ta : =TT==f : \ C=l=l==t=4=: •> i i & tr & w 0, how pleasant is the Sabbath School, the place we love d. c. For we love our pleasant Sabbath School, and love our tcachc ! to go ; 0, how pleasant is the jrs too ; Yes, we love our pleasant 9 * . # d_: J- . - : : Sabbath School, nothing at -tracts us so; 0, how pleasant is the Sabbath School where Sabbath School, its joys are cv - cr new; Yes, we love our pleasant Sabbath School where all to - goth - cr meet ; There tp join our classmates dear, and loving teach - ers greet, all to - geth - cr meet ; There to join our classmates dear, and loving teach - ers ’greet. THE PLEASANT SABBATH SCHOOL. Concluded. 73 1 . For his there we all a - gree, And with hearts so light and free ; 2. For his there we sing and pray, And re - joice to learn the way, I — — r r — 0T- w ; * & — & — i T W a 0* 9 9 $ <3 \ I J i A fr 1 IT —1 U i 1 1 1 D. C. -trs/T — j 0» '9 i # m 1 jLJ^Sr J <5— ?• % £ a % ~p # a a — /5 \ frs % * f * 9 9 f f r r \SV * u 1 _L _ i J r kJ ^ T ' T We dc - light to ear - ly be, In our pleas - ant S That will lead to end - less day, From our pleas - ant S 1 1 ab - bath School, ab - bath School. fVrf V- r* j a 9 9 9 f3 1 j 'j l J f , 1 * J y — i 1 — 3 . O, how pleasant is the Sabbath School, &c. For our friends and parents dear, All will find a welcome here, When they come our hearts to cheer. In our pleasant Sabbath School. For we love our pleasant Sabbath School, &c. 4 . O, how pleasant is the Sabbath School, &c. Now let all our playmates come, For we still can find them room, And a quiet Sabbath home, In our pleasant Sabbath School. For we love our pleasant Sabbath School, &c. 74 CHILDHOOD YEARS. Mo;lerato. A . II . -hrj? T a- " “ jl -j— 1 i ~ . . i t -N 1 — r r ^ a & '# K *? ZM A M h — — P A — r©. — » a* A Oral, it t ^-U- — — A £j S i nt~ 4 er *~A ~3 1 g- U ^ 1. Childhood’s years arc pas - sing o’er us, 2. Hark ! it is the Sa - viour call - ing, — 0 ** «r~ Youthful days will soon be flown: “Lit - tie chil - dren come to me;’ •» o s> et» 0 0 < 3 * -f— P~ I - ■ h ' h i 1 1 h l i r r i 1 A aAt rzr A' A A — V ^4-V > U — L< — i 1 — --4 1=1 p w & | 6/ # &- & Of -frp — 5 — T 1 ^ ~~N 0 n j - -j — t © n— “j N “fW' 1 r JLwt, P «■ A & <® % t* ^ «3 1 ] gij 1 1 4 © tth — j 1 — r '5 M 1 J s c * J AJ i * ® i. P 4 ' Cares and tri - als lie be - fore us, Hid - den dan - gers, snares un - known. Je - sus keep our feet from fall - ing. Teach us all to fol - l#w thee. A V_L, • i & • & O & 1 *> iO d o j P r S US ; j r r 1 H a I 1 2Lj2_> — U_ -J — V — 1 1 — 1 L— 1 i 1J, n n & & 1 HB-dr— -n : ~ : j© 3 - n “ r—>= rj= r^- — ! — 1 — r ^ j j 43 § /d I ^ | -P L« 3 J . . — 1 -I- 1 © 4 & 0 2 S 3 «• q. m0 S 0 ^ J L -© &,& — W 9 rf ^ 0- 0* 0 0 S 0 ^ 2 r J -g Oh Soc ! may he who, meek and low - ly, Trod him - self this vale of woe ; >n we part, — it may be, nev - er, Nev - er here to meet a - gain \ — [7 “Ti PT ^ “r; n Id rr | p 0 • 1 {?-[y — © © -© r f J J J A A A i F • ^ ^ 9 1 ■-- MV • H C/ 57 4 CHILDHOOD YEAES. Concluded. 75 -G h P o -1 r-r-p V- H — N — ^ — P r r A ■yH? — ^ — A A 0 p S to i ^ i ® r & & ® A\ J n * r m % s • y * <2 1 S, a 9 a i 1 V \1 A. U . O 1 1 If ^ & i r ~ # ^ ~ 1. 3 Make us his, and make us ho - ly ; Guard and guide us here b< Oh! to meet in heav’n for - ev - er! There the crown of life tc . A a r 9 - 10W. > gain. rv i- • W P ff tv ev- 0 0 o sp r- j a p l M y L i r j “ i r i i j j 1 _ A L i V — i i ^ PRATER FOR DIVINE GUIDANCE. 1 . Gently, Lord, 0 gently lead us Through this gloomy vale of tears ; Through the changes thou’st decreed us, Till our last great change appears. When temptation’s darts assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us ; Lead us in thy perfect way. 2 . In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, 6uffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. And when mortal life is ended, Bid us in thine arms to rest, Till, by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest. BLESSEDNESS OF THE RIGHTEOUS. Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish. O’er the grave of those you love ; Pain and death, and night and anguish, Enter not the world above. While our silent steps are straying, Lonely, thro’ night’s deepening shade. Glory’s brightest beams are playing Round the immortal spirit’s head. 2 . Light and peace at once deriving From the hand of God most high. In his glorious presence living They shall never — never die. Endless pleasure, pain excluding, Sickness there no more can come; There, no fear of wo intruding, I Sheds o’er heaven a moment's gloom. 76 THE SUNDAY SCHOOL ARMY. Arranged. a— h — r~ 3 PPT at: i . — i . , .1 .. t..-j .j" j i — i-w— ~ — a 1 — a? — (*- ..xzjigj: <3 1. O, do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your Friend ; O, do not be dis - ccur - aged, 2. Fight on, ye lit - tic Soldiers, The battle you shall win ; Fight on, ye lit - tic Sol - diers, -ft— K— -fa e } . p - 1—3 - H i -P=F-4=T== m -0 — 0 — Q — a -& — ! J J= u j'-*— «-QJ * L For Jesus is your Friend. He will give you grace to conquer, He will give you grace to conquer, The battle you shall win. For the Saviour is your Captain, For the Saviour is your Captain, Or# p O 0 — s — i — 6 & & & 0 f*> gf 0 ^ 0 0 ftp /rj ga /a 1 j# 1 y* w -1 J J v u w & 9 r ^ a 9 ' ’ ■ ^ ^ ' r TEE SUNDAY SOEOOL ARMY. Concluded. 77 'fHfj — i — i — H -i — 1 — 1 -t- « 'H - 4 — 1 — n 1 ■; tt 9 2 i ~-4 » i J I I 1 1 | | , | 1 L. fxS. 9 3 9 - <9 ' ' 2 * a 9 % 0 <3! .j | J LJ dft /' M - V- 77 J tf J 9 T, 9 UJ ! J J O'* L. ' w. W X7 *' & o 9 9 9 9 9 9 army, Yes, I’m glad I’m in this army, And I’ll battle for the school. He will give you grace to army, Yes, I’m glad I’m in this army, And I’ll battle for the school. For the Saviour is your mi . I __l .. . _ . /O - - i - 1 W (J u/ & & l & | { i & tt tt 0 L J J d i — i j — r — r 1. ■ r i — ! i STj r ; E fzzx Tl tt 'jf & ill i i | ■ . . . . L 1 t &_ 9 1 “G-Jf , — j 3~ | . - — I — | — i — ] — i 1 * j — J 1 — ! ! — i C ^ " A. -i J- /J 9 » 5 ^ . g. i d * - — y O - s. VM7 2 H E ^ s' o 9 a 0 0 1 9 <9 9 <9 — ^ ■ 1 conquer, He will give you grace to con - quer, And keep you to the end. Cap - tain, For the Sa - viour is your Cap - tain, And he lias vanquished sin. | q ) | ] 1 rV 1 L •~J*> t [ « f r >7(1 Ai /T >2. 1 { 1 T 1 — i— j-4 — L ■ w tt tt tt tt — 1 4 G— O 2 . Fight on, yc little soldiers, The battle you shall win ; Fight on, yc little soldiers, The battle ycu shall win. For the Saviour is your Captain, For the Saviour is your Captain, And lie has vanquished sin. I am glad, &c. 3 . And when the conflict’s over, Before him you shall stand; And when the conflict’s over. Before him you shall stand. You shall sing his praise for ever. You shall sing his praise for ever. In Canaan’s happy land. I am glad, &c. 78 THE PRODIGAL’S RETURN. n I>aet, or Seml-chornt*. fT , , _ 9 A. II. ■4 i 1. Af - flic -tions though they seem so - vere, 2 . What have I gained by sin, he said, In mer - cy oft arc But hun -gei*, shame and sent, fear? i*P#=fe i gps ■J TEE PBODIGAL’S EETUEE. Concluded. 79 2 . What have I gained by sin, he said, But hunger, shame and fear ? My Father’s house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. I’ll die no more, &c. 3 . I'll go and tell him all I’ve done, Fall down before his face, Unworthy to be called his son, I’ll seek a servant’s place. I’ll die no more, &c. 4 . His Father saw him coming back, He saw, and ran, and smiled, And threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child. I’ll die no more, Ac. 5 . Father, I’ve sinned, but O forgive 1 Enough ! the Father said ; Rejoice, mv house, my Son’s alive, For whom I mourn’d as dead. I’ll die no more, &c. 6 . Now let the fatted calf be slain, And spread the news around ; My son was dead, and lives again ; Was lost, but now is found. I’ll die no more, &e. 7 . 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals. To call poor sinners home, More than a Father’s love he feels. And welcomes all that come. I’ll die no more, &c. 80 SHALL WE MEET. 1. Shall we meet beyond the riv - cr, Where the surg - cs ne’er shall roll, Where in 2. Shall we meet in that blest harbor, When our stormy voyage is o’er; Shall we all the bright for - cv - cr, Sorrow ne’er shall press the soul ? Shall we meet, shall we meet and cast our anchor, By the fair cc - les - tial shore ? Shall we meet, shall we is* — s) — — -J. liglpSSB meet, shall we meet? Shall we meet beyond the riv - er, Where the surges ne’er shall roll? e r 4* — K — ¥- ‘y* * —S --jf I*' YES, WE’LL MET. 81 loderato. A. H. 1. Yes, we’ll meet, beyond the river, When our conflicts all are o’er ; And we’ll spend the blest for- . V -#-.—5 — & V— ✓ ✓ ✓ 3i|r A :Ip^ 'v> 4 2. Yes, we’ll meet, in yonder mansions, Where our wand’rings all shall cease ; There we’ll meet our dear companions, And be crown’d with perfect peace. 3. Yes, we’ll meet where bliss immortal, Sweeter far than rest can be ; And before the throne eternal, All our earthly triumphs sec. 4. We shall meet, where all is onward, Every change new glories bring ; And the host still moving forward, Glorify our heav’nly King. 5. We shall meet, O, weary brother, When the burden we lay down ; We shall change our cross of anguish, For a bright unfading crown. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Page. 3. Shall we meet in yonder city, Where the towers of crystal shine Where the walls are all of jasper, Built by workmanship divine. 4 . Where the music of the ransomed, Rolls its harmony around ; And creation swells the chorus, With its sweet melodious sound. 5. Shall we meet with many a loved one, That was torn from our embrace? Shall we listen to their voices, And behold them face to face? Mod ora to. TEE CHILDREN’ S JUBILEE. 1. Ho - son - na, be the children’s son", To Christ, the Chil - dren’s Kin" ; His 2. From lit - tie ones to Jc - sus brought, Ho - san - na now be heard ; Let mm £ Ziprz: v >/-- CHORUS. Anlmato. 3==3=i=&: Et *r s:-f— j-f— f- -&• -& S praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the children sing. Ho - sanna, ho - sanna, ho * lit - tie in - fants now be taught To lisp that lovely word. Ho - sanna, ho - sanna, &c. CFfctefi: m tHH 3S -V — *V- irt-r- ^ Repeat Chorus pp san - na, to the Lamb of God ; Ho - san - na, ho - san - na, ho - sanna to the Lord. m /Tv— r ■f=g= =>=V : na NEVER LATE 1. I’ll a -wake at dawn on the Sabbath day, For^tis wrong to doze holy time a - way ; 2. Birds awake betimes, every morn they sing ; None arc tardy there, when the woods do ring; With my lesson learn’d, this shall be my rule — Never to be So when Sunday comes, this shall be my rule — Never to be late at the Sabbath School, late at the Sabbath School. £ V — V — '/ — i/- 35 m 3. Wlien the summer’s sun wakes the flowers again, They the call obey — none arc tardy then ; Nor will I forget that it is my rule Never to be late at the Sabbath School. 4. But these Sabbath days will too soon be o’er, And these happy hours shall return no more ; Then I’ll ne’er regret that it was my rule Never to be late at the Sabbath School. Conclusion of Hnmn on the opposite Page. 3. Hosanna, sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. Cho. 4 . Hosanna, on the wings cf light, O’er earth and ocean fly, Till morn to eve, and noon to night, And heaven to earth, reply. Cho. 5. Hosanna, then, our song shall be; Hosanna to our King : This is the children’s jubilee ; Let all the children Sing. Cho. 84 Modcrato. DEFENCE. Arranged. i - 5 — a— S t •: * P £■ P 1. Je - sus, lov - er of my soul, Let me to thy bo - som fly; While the near - er 2. Oth - cr ref - uge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on thee : Leave, O leave me * - +■ +■ *- t - » — *- t= & & ft ± # — K- 0* 0 ’ * r wa - ters roll, While the tern - pest still is high ; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, not a - lone ; Still sup - port and comfort me : All my trust on thee is stay'd ; _ JZ. JL M j _ s ■ t ; -P— =F i m m -S-a- S ' f- mm ft 31 a . * * ^ j ,- ...11 Till the storm of life is past; Safe in -to the ha-ven guide, 0, receive my soul at last. All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head, With the shadow of thy wing, +- ‘ flr-» f =lt 0. pf=t=t=S: P — p h— -j— tf> — P 1 THERE’S HOT A STAR. 85 Moderato. . A . H . i — 1 W — • Kn -4 — , N — 1 T — i — p-« — p- -0— C 1 — c — p 1 A — ! — t VST/ • i -j- - O. - r 0 — m % J - 4 1 ~i ■ — i as / ■ ?ii * 1 .US j ud. l_J 4 r 1. There’s not a star whose twinkling lig 2. There’s not a cloud whose dews distil ^ & a (S’ & a e & ;ht Illumes the distant earth, And cheers the solemn Upon the parching clod, And clothe with verdure -O — a — S > — 1 1 9 — 1 N — ! — d— -0. i — | — Kf— 1 — j N— -|— h— F g J *3 m* -i — 5-M htr- ■ d d J 1. . \ a \T j 1 — j 1 1. m m rz -ca L / . . 9 W V 9 / — ' ^ L 3 r i w ^ ^ .j e? mr v i -R-rb . zfv :1 — rn [— — h -1^ -Kl r~i — hr r JL w ! d [S t frTr — a — ? — % & • i \ i. viz % 0 9 : «Ld J L - gloom of night, But goodness gave it birth, vale and hill, That is not sent by God. _ . _ _ __ ... . . . Oi* I-, ' * ' I r r , , « 1- L ». t s -fcr-r i 1 i 1 — b b ! _a j* LV - 1 r i i w, & j il 3. There’s not a place in earth’s vast round. In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found ; For God is everywhere. 4. Around, beneath, below, above, Wherever space extends There Heaven displays its boundless love. And power with goodness blends. 3. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Paye. 4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want : More than all in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am ; Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin : Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep xnc pure within. Thou of life the fountain art ; Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 83 THE HEAVEITLY CA1TAAH. 1 | — N — ! N i — | 1 — 1 1 — T /L r? P 1 n i “Tv . n ~r, _r\ i “pn 1 1 r fr&Y j ' - 1 | U 1 I /n /r L % i ? & LI2 7* 7Q ^ — fi J -S:-f=± Then let us count our loss as gain, To reach that hap - py shore ; O the transporting, rapturous scene, That rises to m v sight ! Sweet fields array’d in living green, And rivers of delight. Then let us, &c.> 3 . O’er all those wide extended plains, Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son forever reigns, And scatters night away. Then let us, &c. t £ 4 . No chilling winds, or pois’nous breath. Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and fear’d no more. Then let, &c. 5 . Fill’d with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay : Though Jordan’s waves around me roll, Fearless I’d launch away. Then let us, &c. I'M GOING HOME. 87 t=t = 9 : g- 3£f 1. My heavenly home is bright and fair, No pain nor death can en - ter there; Clio. I’m go - ing home, I’m go - ing home, I’m go - ing home to die no more. ^ Ti £=r ^=5 — 1 i :t=P= Its glit - t’ring towers the sun out - shine ; That heavenly man - sion shall be mine. To die no more, to die no more, I’m go - ing home to die no more. t ar tjzf i f * f ■ - 1 * 4-f is 2 . Mv Father’s house is built on high, Far far above the starry sky ; When from this earthly prison free, That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 3 . While here a stranger far from home, Affliction’s waves may round me foam ; And though like Lazarus sick and poor, My heavenly mansion is secure. 4 . Let others seek a home below, Which flames devour or waves o’er-flow ; Be mine the happier lot to own, A heavenly mansion near the throne. 5 . Then fail this earth, let stars decline, And sun, and moon refuse to shine. All nature sink and cease to be, That heavenly mansion stands for mo. JOYFULLY. Arr’d from Rev. A. O. Merrill. $-$-2—1 K — Nr q==^=t=a = 3 = ^=F —i— ib — * ~ N — K — P- - N -jV- fM^= 1. Joy-ful-ly, An - gel - ic 2. Friends fondly ( Singing to cheer S J s joy-fal-ly r chor-isters i ;hcrish r d hav( ' me thro’ dea -j J-J- — - >n- war sing a< 3 pass’d til’s chi — p_ izfzz •dim 3 I C( 1 on be llingg ove, Bound for the >me, Joy - ful - ly, fore, Waiting they v ;loom, Joy-ful-ly, -g — r-f-r- •-# — 9—e— land of brig joy - fully h patch me app joy-ful-ly ; ig^Hg- - - i ;ht spirits a - aste to thy 1 >roaching the haste to thy m bove ; 1 home. J shore. 1 home. J J - a — r=?z - 4=U =b= * « * rl— 4 -H— rh Jr — 1 — pd — T^n j Jr— fr -1— Jv-r — 1 — r g « J _« gy J Zj js & ^ if?' J j . n ru .9 $ ASf %A M _W. w, 2 9 cj. ® » 1 i P I id J9 41 ■ a tit.. 5 I * 1 *1 rd 1 zr-T*-\ ^ y O 9 & « i> y €f or G7 i r \ U — V-j a 1 ' ' LJ — Jy_L_J Jt -H—- — r -i r — tr h fc. — 1 — i Y J JJ j — f — N- v- r— — ! T xi ! -Js M, :JS i 0 - J P g m a id 2 1 i 11: 0 9 % 0 J JSA ® <9 % g « — /5i— — i-t a * a ** 0 & a a » a « i it t7 * * « « ^ ^ Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam, Joy-ful-ly, joy-ful-ly resting at Bings with the harmony heaven’s high dome, Joy - ful - ly, joy-ful-ly haste to thy home. • home. £\v + & ** & ' n . rr & a . . & _ a? ■ J p ^ i n □ . ' i 5 T S* ft A j _r p , r r j j j L ' s \j ® & & o — ^ u b 9 9 0 X — ±-9- - # L^z±t 89 I LONG- TO BE LIKE JESUS. Words by Rev. E. II. Xevlji I long to be like Jc - sus, To bear his image bright ; To breathe his spirit, and to wear, d. s. The riches of his pardoning grace. m *> 6 ■ =F? a — o — a — a— -g>.- j o-^- — tl |H- n — i — i n -- n an' — 1 — M rn-1- r-i — i -rx- - 1 - I ^ /Q -J M la g*T 1 3 .gj ^ ■ ,_xd 1 J— Ai &, S. a — ri 9 -f sij twig : -0 ~® & 9} 9 \ a u I a s a a w y t ' * His liv - c - ry of light. I long to speak for Jc - sus And to the world do - clare ; riiat all may come and share. d. s. 1 & ti I □ | | j & & rj “ 1 I | | ji# fj' | ^ V O ^ — em - ym 1 7 f w & f— | , W" L — 1 1 " L I long to live for Jesns, And walk in his commands ; And spread- the glory of his cross, O’er distant seas and land. I long to sing to Jesus, A song of grateful love ; And swell the mighty anthem Sung by the hosts above. 3 . I long to reign with Jesus, And wear the crown he gives ; To all who reach the happy place Where he in triumph lives. I long be like Jesus, To bear his image bright : To breathe his spirit and to wear, His livery of light. 90 A. IIIILI., and -I i ' L S ) — M -J— J- THEEE, THESE IS EEST. -J— . — i — s*—^ Rev. G. D. Browne. -‘—4—4—-- -4 --d [ . Come poor pilgrim, sad and weary, Whv lieaves thv breast ; Roamingthis wide world so dreary, 2. There is rest for thee in glory, Among the blest ; List - cn to the joyful sto - ry, k ^ ~ _ N to _ _ - ^ & — r — 0 — V — p — -i — i — • — f— j© ^ St; -&H r-& r- ft 3r^=£rt - ^ iTt 4 1 1 1 — ' U 1 p r 4 — -i 1 ; — CORA. Ad lib. Temj)o. • y— b --j — * — -j — 1 — ! — g-l-ri — '-aH — ! — i — H — 1 — — — — ; — i 2 4V41- J j c ' . ■s ey — . ^4 1 — ah-d — —j — i t ^ — j 1° l-rp ® sJ-» — 1(2 ® t. G?r# * — — g — = * - « 4 = Sighing for rest. There, there is rest. -fs- -?>. Rest, Rest, 9 : rest, sweet rest. Where the wicked cease from troubling, rest, &c. 19-. - - * - - — f — v-ro — o — f — fi -CL- 1tz±3jL zt. > 4 S > ""| ~ •''4 ! 3 F 7§ Z)~ 1 — f — And the wea - ry are — !?- HT* f 5 5 s : at rest -* H 5 ?- r -©■ 4. There the golden harps arc ringing, Harps of the blest ; And the angel bands are singing, There, these is rest. Rest, &c. 5. And while we on earth are praying, Jesus the blest, Unto us is sweetly saying There, there is rest. Rest, &c. 3. There arc those who’vc gone before us. All who arc blest ; Singing now the happy chorus, There, there is rest. Rest, &c. G. We shall meet where parting never. Comes to the blest ; And we’ll safely dwell forever In heavenly rest. Rest, &c. WHO SHALL SIHG. 91 2 . There's a choir of infant songsters, White-robed, round the Saviour’s throne; Angels cease, and waiting, listen ! Oh ! tis sweeter than their own ! Faith can hear the rapturous choral, When her car i3 upward turned ; Is not this the same, perfected, Which upon the earth they learned ? 3 . Jesus, when on earth sojourning, Loved them with a wondrous love ; And will lie, to heaven returning, Faithless to his blessing prove ? Oh ! they can not sing too early; Fathers, stand not in their way ! Birds do sing while day is breaking — Tell me, then, why should not they 7 92 THE GATE OF EEAVEH. ff-jf frrzfr K K-- N — * K Words by A. D. Munsok. I « • — o — 3 — 0 — 3 — if— — <.-0—0—0— i — m - - { ft — n — — — f I /-» />S ft tQ “ • ( 1 J I 1 | i > L \ & <> i El 1 1 !> 1> I | Ir J U z £_J ! h-tr 4 — 7 — & ' |- 4 =J z$=z% : zk-° :fe.4-i 3l .r - = |d. chil - dren bring, To God your sac - ri - fice. For lie is good ; the Lord is good, And him shall yet Bow low be - fore his throne. For lie is good ; the Lord is good, And tefe=±==t fgi$. kind arc all his ways ; With songs and honors sounding loud, The Lord Jehovah praise. £>T~ 1=1 - 1 - -p—p.-p—o—p— ® g ; g » f:g : -:.l -_h 3 — j- -®vfE k (t d of d -4 ~z4 J ✓ THE HAPPY LAHD. 95 Allegretto. A. II. 1. There is a hap - py land, Far, far a - way, — Where saints in glo - ry stand, 2. Come to this hap - py land, Come, come a - way; Why will you doubting stand? ti. slip Bright, bright as day: 0, how they sweetly sing, Worthy is our Saviour King, Why still de - lay? O, we shall hap - py be, When from sin and sor - row* free, i- — K- n , I v 1 1 . , y . ’/ h j J 1 | . ! 1 |3_u '—A S* - j *! , <5{ ' «?• & j— i j <2 1 * r — -a — <^=3=0 — Q--9-- -j / — / — e.\-e V — /«*- Girls. Boys. Girls. Boys. All. — 0 P — ' * . 0 — 9 .-J-- — & : -& — a — *- J We will stand, We will s for the right, 1/ v 1 ✓ tand, We wills for the right, We wills i tand, we will stand for tl tand, &c. T L 23 ic right. a—- - —a — — # s - — — m — 0 — 0 . -e> a: I: -*r P-. ff f ? V— i-A — -? $ xp -• • H : • > * 2 . To God, for our armour, we’ll fail not to go, He’ll clothe us with truth and with righteousness too ; The “Gospel of peace” shall our footsteps attend, The good “shield of faith” from all harm shall de- fend. We will stand, &c. 3 . Salvation our helmet, the Bible our sword, Tho’ wily our foes, we’re strong in the Lord ; While watching and praying our armor keeps bright, Our Jesus will help us to stand for the right. We will stand, &c. 4 . Tho’ little temptations, the worst ones of all. Will often beset us, aud cause us to fall; We’ll “stand up for Jesus,” and, when life is o’er, For us He’ll be standing on Jordan’s bright shore. We will stand, &c. THE HEW YEAE. Moderato. fa- 4=4: 1. Come let us a - new our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, Roll round with the year, 2. His ador - a-ble will, let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve, And our talents improve, SW it! i f t F=f=F i f=f * * e_ft. I j—t- £ f h-^3=£ #* i •’ ■” t i And never stand still till the master appear ! And never stand still till the master ap - pear ! By the patience of hope and the labour of love, By the patience of hope and the labour of love, g ..i f . Q -P — r — » -r- T r FF m f »—?■ 1 — i — f i/- ^ 3. 4. Our life as a dream, Our time as a stream, Glides swiftly away, Glides swiftly away ; And the fugitive moments refuses to stay ; And the fugitive moments refuses to stay. 0, that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, “Well and faithfully done, Well and faithfully done ; Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne, Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne/ EVENING SHADES. 99 Gently. D. E. JONES. virtt-k 1. Silently the shades of e 2. Oh, the lost, the unforg » « * f- *■ f- * «!*• * * q ■ vening, Gather round my lonely gotten, Tho’ the world be oft for: “ f-i*- & * ~ door ; Silentl got ; Oh, the s n o (9 k y they bring before me, hrouded and the lonely, r> & "f 9 " ^ I)-.;*? .. £-(= =£=£: $ \ & 0- 4— -U — -/ — ■/— Jr — a ~ ' -tpl rr * * L-Lj. Ly — g_ — ga? — & i 1/ > 0 — 0 — h — I— — -r — 1 L l i — 11 Fa - ces I shall, see no more. In our hearts they perish not. BHr Pd . r u l m V " / \ i L ! • h 0 L 1 - u u ! : zJ 3 . Living in the silent hours, Where our spirits only blend ; They unlinked from earthly trouble, We still hoping for its end. 4 . How such holy mem’ries cluster, Like the stars when storms are past ; Pointing up to that fair haven, We may hope to gain at last. Hymn for Tunc on the opposite Page. Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner draw near ; The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchas’d, salvation is free. 2 . Delay not, delay not, O Sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to day; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 3 . Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace, Long griev’d and resisted, may take its sad flight. And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race. To sink in the vale of eternity’s night. 4 . Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade ; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand What pow’r then, O sinner shall lend thee its aid. TARRY WITH ME. pass - ing deed and thought of ^=!e=-*zE4: z|:=a: =h=S: 33z3sAe«!EEE5 d — |- — i ^ . d- 0 0 — ■*— * 0 -g- -#• See, the shades of eve - ning ga - ther, And the night is draw - ing nigh ; 0 - pen thou the blood-filled fountain, Cleanse my guilt - y soul with - in. Tar - ry with me, O my Sa - viour, Pass me not un - heed - cd by; Tar - ry, thou for - giv - ing Sa - viour. Wash me wliol - ly from my mil ; -®- K -9- TAEEY WITH ME. Concluded. z|“izg:;z=g: V me, O my for - giv - ing v -.o- Sa - viour, Pass me Sa - viour, Wash me not un - heed - cd whol - ly from my t= £ — i» — i* — 3. Many friends were gathered round me, In the bright days of the past ; But the grave has closed above them, And I linger here the last. I am lonely, tarry with me, Till the dreary night is pass’d. I am lonely, tarry with me, Till the dreary night is pass’d. 4. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows ; Paler now the glowing west ; Swift the night of death advances, Shall it bo the night of rest ? Tarry with me, O my Saviour, Lay my head upon thy breast. Tarry with me, O my Saviour, Lay my head upon thy breast. CONSECRATION. 1. Here’s my heart — to God I give it; Voice and tongue — to praise his name ; I have life — to Him I live it ; Hands — to Him devote the same. I have thought — the greatest pleasure Which tiie universe can sing ; There is no material treasure Which can such possessions bring. 2. I’ve a field — to sow and reap it — And must reap whate’er it grows ; I’ve a paradise — I’ll keep it, For it blossoms as the rose. I’ve a conscience — thus protected, Worth a throne, and diadem ; I’ve a mansion — well selected In the new Jerusalem. 3. I have ears — to hear the story Men and angels love to tell ; Eyes— to see the rising glory, Which shall Zion’s triumph swell. I have prayer— to God I make it, While mine eye his throne surveys ; I’ve a golden harp, I’ll wake it To a song of endless praise. 102 SWEET SABBATH SCHOOL. 1. Sweet Sabbath School, place dear to me, Where -’er through life I roam, 2. 0, ho - ly place! where first we shed The pen - i - ten - tial tear; My heart will oft - en turn to thee, My childhood’s Sab - bath home. Where youthful steps are taught to tread, In paths of peace and prayer. S- 0 -> 0-Q. — & fizrhi? —t — ~~i — — n w~ - @ % ~—:M i—^j azzjzh nzp - mX 'Si & * e» /» 0 i* o n S —1 is — — | _N“ S vr\_v~r ' m. * r- ' 1 J b—- /U - if ■■ ft -jtff - 1 -1 — L | cr — W — v a/ SWEET SABBATH SCHOOL. Concluded. 103 H tv r? — 0 — j \ — r— r- a** s- r~ r J » 2 9 J 1 J r d ^ n I It Tv V i l I " 9 9 . 1 i n Z, * 9 J e • J r V u r F 1 Lt J I 9 2 9 4 2 9 <3* 9 a ^9 6 ■ — r x j y ” -e- When o’er the shep- herds, fill’c In God’s e - ter - nal Sab - 9 -9- -9- 9 1 • -*•* -9- 1 with fear, The star of glo - ry liuiig^ • bath place May we our an - thems blend. cv u f — r — j? fir __i L_ | i > — ■ — M R , , )• J2 . j 1 \ 'j /<0 /J \J J J gS\ & a r S h 1/ ^ lr OP csr* «r r r J W 1 P-J2 9 THE EDEN ABOVE. 1. Oh ! I have roamed thro' sin’s dark maze, A stranger to delight ; Not friendship’s hopes nor love’s sweet smiles, Could make my pathway bright. Till on the sky a star arose, And lit night’s sable dome : O; steer my bark by that sweet star, For Eden is my home. 2. Oh ! Eden, is my place of rest, I long to reach its shore ; To throw these troubles from my breast. To weep and sigh no more : To that fair land my spirit flies, And angels bid me come : O, steer my bark o’er Jordan’s waves, For Eden is my home. 3. 0, take me from this world of woe, To my blest home above, Where tears of sorrow never flow, And all the air is love : There happy spirits wait for me, And Jesus bids me come : O, steer my bark to that fair land, For Eden is my home. SCRIPTURE INSTRUCTION. 1 . How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin 'l Thy Word the choicest rules imparts. To keep the conscience clean. ’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, That guides us all the day ; And through the dangers of the night A lamp to lead our way. 2. Thy Word is everlasting truth; How pure is every page ! That Holy Book will guide our youth, And well support our age. Thy precepts make me truly wise : I hate the sinner’s road ; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. 104 WHEN THE SABBATH BELL. From the “Sabbath Ha rmony," Ey Permission. JZ l—u — J -o.-s — — - — 3 i — 1 —3 — A—0 — '-£3— * — O — rj~ l -0.~0 — 9 L 1. When the Sabbath bell is ringing, Lot us come without de-lay ; And unite with thousands 2. These arc happy hours of meeting, When we hear the voice of pray’r ; But these hours are short f: fl £> N [and ■ -I- fr_ e-fz ~ ~ ~ =E^±ly=Z^Z o o o ^ r — c a 0 , n 0 e o> *> g _ m . ; 1> > !•— / S ■> /- _ | : ~-y-- , Kt 3 . We shall keep our teachers waiting, If we tarry bv the way; Or disturb the school reciting, On this holy Sabbath-day. 4 . When the Sabbath bell is ringing, Let us to the school repair. That wc may unite in singing, And together kneel in prayer. BEREAVEMENT AND RESIGNATION. Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding O’er the spoils that death has won, We would at this solemn meeting, Calmly say, — Thy will be done. 2 . Though cast down, we’re, not forsaken ; Though afflicted, not alone ; Thou didst give, and thou hast taken ; Blessed Lord, — Thy will be done. 3 . Tho’ to-day we’re fill’d with mourning, Mercy still is on the throne ; Witli thv smiles of love returning, We can sing, — Thy will be done. 4 . By thy hands the boon was given ; Thou hast taken but thine own ; Lord of earth, and God of heaven, Ever more, — Thy will be done. MAKTYtf. Fine. 105 JIAESH. PP ,-e v- — a.- 1 . Mary at the Saviour’s tomb, Hasted at the ear - ly dawn ; Spice she bro’t, and sweet perfume ; But the Lord she lov’d had gone. ».c. Trembling while a crystal flood Issued from her weeping eyes. For a while she ling’ring • a /V /* /Cl IS — ! ^ ^ ^ 1 i /| /Q it /> O C' ■ "• ->fc-2- f ° &- d d a 7 h— h— h— d. d.~ 60 % t# , # & 10 & V — 1 h — h Ft — -1— - t?. . 1 p — 1 — -V— -A •/ — 1 4— 1— t — — 1 >/ — \ d .c. -0 - j 9 • ® *? i '9999 fiv §i- f: ? : tt 9 rS 5 — S — 9 L r 1 i r r r r _t j_Z_ J 1 i 1 1 1 p ' T | 1 stood, Fill’d with sorrow and sur- prise ; CV- O 0 iO 0) a a A /4ft Or £/ rs J ft' • , bJ 1 U 1 !> J 0 • -j~ 1 — V 1 1 f » ir V # 2 . But her sorrows quickly fled, When she heard his welcome voice; Christ has risen from the dead ; Now he bid her heart rejoice ; What a change his word can make. Turning darkness into day ! Ye, who weep for Jesus’ sake, He will wipe your weeping eyes. 1 . God can see me every day, When I work and when I play; When I read and when I talk, When I run and when I walk; When I eat and "when I di'ink, When I sit and only think ; When I laugh and when I cry, God is ever watching nigh. THOU GOD SEEST ME. 2 . When the sun gives heat and light, When the stars are twinkling bright, When the moon shines on my bed, God still watches o’er my head ; Night or day, at church or fair, God is ever, ever near, Marking all I do or say, Pointing to the happy way. 106 CLINGING TO THE BOCK. Allegro. Prof. C. S. HARRINGTON. I ' 1 * ’ ' ' j V 1. When the tem-pest ra - gcs high, Sail -ing on life’s boist’rous Sea; Storm -y 2. When mid drifting wrecks I’m cast, Darkness set - tling thick -ly round; Hope shall 3. When the conq’ring waves shall close, Proudly o’er me as I die ; O - ver -0- -e-_ ■&- s±f=^=e p ppgg : S- ^ bil - lows I de - fy ; If I then may on - ly be, Anchored to the Rock, lift her light at last ; If I then be on - ly found, Cling - ing to the Rock, these brief vie - tor foes, I shall triumph while I cry, Cling - ing to the Rock, P=£ EeeB rr\ —hr -M 7 Anchored to the Rock, Shel- ter for me ev - er, Strength that faileth nev - er — When the Clinging to the Rock, Shel - ter for me ev - er, Strength that faileth nev - er — When the p j- -r r =t- ; - * - tr -F 5 — r — r — * y— F — i» ' -V rf 107 CLINGING- TO THE KOOK, Concluded. n h fc N h 2 N N N IS N 1 J 5 i - & 9, & & 1 1 ; frSY . 1 . , — . ; J J I J , 1 g\ fi O' m V ' \) 9 • 9 ■a * > ^ S' » 3? ^ i» 52 • 2 • •£ i ’)• ~ storms of 1 0' & ife are o’er, Look for me on Canaan’s shore, Clinging to tl S> 0 "f 2 " 0 * m he Rock. e ^ rv - r r i 5$ _ St Jh S & - i r t r - #*! r 87 r i U un m - L | ^ '/ ly / p t rW* F r □ r i j 1 & p~ i / U 1 -I / y 1 " 1 ' MISSIONARY HYMN. — ; ; 1 — f ; — — r — i — 1 N — ; ■ — ! — - -\ j - 9 • xn J n J | • , / % e P ( “ 9. r i P *2 * O' 0 ~ J 1 2 & 1 ay— 0.0 9 ^ -sr. it * * 1. Far be -yond the dark blue sea, Mau - y lit - tie children dwell ; j In a land of mis - e - ry, Where no gen - tic voi - ces tell j d. c. Those glad tidings which im -part, Joy and gladness to our heart. 0 0 i Those glad tidings k, a- e> & o & pi T' 1 /r, 1 I p r r I I i i i ' r i ! i ! 1 2 .2 f *1 j — &, — C € J 4 / J= *— i zi ii a — — " - i i-J. iMt-l — J — S-l-Wr— 5P-—} |- — 1 7 ~ which impart, Joy and gladness to our heart, 2. Neither light of Sabbath day, Nor the sounds of music blend; Not a voice to lead the way, To the only Saviour, Friend; But they grope through life and die; Blinded to their destiny. 3. Little child with sparkling eye, As thou daily kneel’st in prayer, Wilt thou ask the Lord on high, That those little ones may share. In those blessings rich and free, Which he kindly gives to thee 1 108 TOEEE DO CHILDBED LOVE TO GO. Setul-ehorus. tT-tr Arranged. — h — J’ -iij- | r^rrN *■ — h - — & m — I — -i - — c ztt JEJ: Whore do children love to go, When the win - try breezes blow ? What is it at - 2. Where do children love to be When the summer birds we see, Warbling praise on 161 1 S Full Chorus. a i i r un i/iiorui tr * — - J « — « 1 t — « « p — * — > tracts them so ? ,r Tis the precious Sabbath School. Singing, praying, hap - pi - ly, cv - ’ry tree ? In the precious Sabbath School. Singing, praying, hap - pi - ly, m* V V- fc=ez=t=t V— b ■ * ■■■■=£ 333 i 0 — L.0 L-S a » ^ a c tf-J- 1 - LJE ^ n ft — I — 1 a — a-^-%- d — 9 * V i> \> In our school we love to be ; Singing, praying, hap - pi - ly, In our school we love to be. $ r ' 0 0 A f— =3:i f* --t* * * -jV-ji-g z fl ft s ft U— / — / — /— ll — 9 . * 3 It — ^ -a — d — o — o =h=3b=t±t EMMONS. 109 From Burgmuller. $ n mm 9-9 m ■Oi £S£3p 1. Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, We love to hear of thee, 2. Oh, may I cv - er hear thy voice In mercy to me speak ; No music’s like thy In thee, my priest, will «•*- O . O 9- id- a JEj -J- v-T*" -N, n *• — 0 — I-#-— 5 shall I re - pay The boun - ties of my God 7 This fee - blc spir - it 1 would a - new Dc - vote, O Lord, to thee ; And in thy ser - vice 9. o — wokc, and found My kind pre - server near. Lord, to me. All worthless as I am 7 1 pants be = 1=1 -e> — m *5 m S3 a.* i - i neath, The pleasing painful load. I would spend A long e - ter - ni - ty. ■ * , H * m SECOND HYMN. 1. This morning, Lord, attend, While we arc bowed in prayer; And from thy glorious throne descend, And in our midst appear. 2. Make this thy dwelling place, While we assembled stay, Inspire each youthful soul with grace, And wash our sins „away. 3. O, let this morning be Devoted to thy ways ; Now consecrate our school to thee, And fill each heart with praise. MOUNT PLEASANT. 113 iS f - f 3- % % : =i ; :rj A. H, 1 0 — 9 ]-*- ■ 1 . Dear Father, ere we part. Now let thy grace do - scend, And fill our youth - ful heart With peace from Christ our Friend. May show’rs of blessings m -Q-&M ■] r-r •* - -1— 1~ =i^=r Z±=±=±= *a- — j— d— 1"*- t r : _A A A J. A & A - j A, % Af ^ V A W s . i J jZJlJ % 1 9 \ /Q 4 % 9, 4 VT t j # a rf' 3 J J _ % 4 9 S — i — r lit: L . ! ; { . ™ aJ Ak A , 1 T* ' t lili IE A 4 -v —t & - 2. May we, in after years, With gratitude review, The service of this day, The work we now pursue ; And speed our way to worlds above, Witli hearts all fired with holy love. 3. We know that soon on earth The fondest ties must end, — Our own most cherished hopes To death’s cold hand must bend. The fairest flowers in all their bloom, Must soon lie withered in the tomb. 4. Then when our spirits leave These tenements of clay, May they to God who gave, Ascend, in endless day. And sing with parents, teachers, friends. That anthem sweet, which never ends. 114 LOVE OF THE SABBATH SCHOOL. Words by Mrs. Maky A. Denison. A. II , - — J=i5=33: 1. I love the eourts of God, As Da-vid did of old; I love the word that 2. Hero we de - light to come, With those who love the Lord ; Our pleasant tasks and -_+ ' gat£g= t=t a — m 9. i tells of truths More precious far than gold ; And dear unto my heart, This sacred hour of rest, cheerful songs The purest joys af - ford ; For love and harrao - nv, Fruits of the golden rule ; 9>ii -9 — 9—9- to= t=: O 9-9—9 fl. • J-J -H V 1- -9 — I ( 9 — Where Jesus meets a lit -tic child In courts that he has blest, In courts that he has blest. And hope and peace, and holy faith, Dwell in the Sabbath School, Dwell in the Sabbath School. £):; |? | — 1 4 9-9- a 9 ^ tv * J :» -0.9 — i 9 — 9 i e±s-= » — p— - i: -0 -0 h p 1 • j U ■*— 1 — l— -i -- l-f— -1 — V-4 — i- - ® ± THE SHIP OP 0 AH A AH. 115 Rev. G. W. Ballou. Lo ! the gospel ship is sailing, Bound for Canaan’s happy shore ; All who wish to sail for glory, 2. Thousands she has safely landed, Far beyond this mortal shore ; Thousands still are sailing in her. fi p . # fr n N O • 0 n 5: 0 +* c T jN 0 .?•** e • : * £ : -= O 0.0 — & — O— J j L * * i — - -1 — U— \ O . 1 V — 1 — 1 — -4— U-V—U i s Come and welcome rich and poor. Yet there’s room for thousands more. 3 . Richly laden with provisions, Want her sailors never know, Gospel grace, and every blessing, From her noble pilot flow. 4 . Sails well filled with heavenly breezes, Swiftly waft the ship along; All her company rejoicing ; “Glory!” bursts from every tongue. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Page. 4 . 3 . Lord, in this happy hour 'reach our young souls of thee — That wo may know thy burning zeal, Thy sweet humility Thy priceless love to man, That sent thee from the skies To teach a little loving child, The way to Paradise. Then as we hither come With songs and words of love, O ! may our thoughts repair from earth, Our prayers ascend above ; That, when our work is done, And we arc called to die, Our living souls may soar to join, The Sabbath School on high. 116 JESUS OUK PEIE WD. A. H. 1 jg * 1 -e- ^ II -eh 1 . Sweet ’tis to sing of thee, Je - sus our heav’nly friend ; Praising thy love so free, d. c. Thy wond’rous works and ways, -ch T=f=*Z m $ — ^ — B 1* _jb>_ — je. “ ~ 2 3 4 ~~ w 1 1 Fine. t=i j|=5=t^Ef =3: Ir W a l P 1 i r r #,« J ' i « ft. ft _ Je - sus our friend. Je - sus our friend. 2. When thou wert here below, Jesus our licav’nly friend ; Thou didst our sorrows know, Jesus our friend. Grant to each heart to feel. That thou hast power to heal. And Oh, thyself reveal, Jesus our friend. 3. Tender and patient, thou, -Jesus, our heav’nly friend; To thy dear love wo bow, Jesus our friend. Oh, for a heart to praise, Through all our earth - ly days, Oh, in thy spirit pure, May wc our ills endure, Trusting thy promise sure, Jesus our friend. 4. By thy redeeming grace, Jesus, our hcav’nly friend; We hope to see thy face, Jesus our friend. Then will wc joyful praise, Throughout eternal days, Thv wondrous works and ways Jesus our friend. AMERICA. 117 I My country *tis of thee, Sweet land of Lib - er - ty, Of thee I sing ; Land where my 5s. My na - tive Country ! thee, Land of the no - ble free, Thy name I love ; I love thy -Q- • 0- •&- -<9- m m _ a _ -9- -tfV - 9 - -* :g*lg — Fathers died, Land of the Pilgrim’s pride, From ev’ry mountain side Let Freedom ring, rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills, Like that a - bove. m m I * , 9 f ! i 3. Let music swell the breeze, And sing from all the trees Sweet freedom’s song ; Let mortal tongues awake ; Let all that breathe partake : Let rocks their silence break. The sound prolong. 4. Our fathers’ God ! to thee, Author of Liberty ! To thee we sing ; Long may our land be bright With freedom’s holy light: Protect us bv thy might, Great God, our King ! MOUNT ZION. ‘—it r - ■ -I, 1. Beau - ti - ful Zi - on, built a - bovc, Bcauti - ful cit - y that I love! Beau- ti-ful 2. Beau - ti - ful heav’n where all is light, Bcauti - ful angels, clothed ia white : Beau - ti - ful . i i £ t H 2 » ’»~i ■9— V- -0 ■ gates of pearl -y white, Beautiful templc-God its light ! He who was slain on Cal - va - strains that nev - er tire, Beautiful harps thro’ all the choir. There shall I join the cho - rus I f f f- - - - - fcf iii no mat li v - — t V-V — /- F-P- H# — 9 /*- V— 1/ Kit. ry, O - pens those pearl - y gates to me, 0 - pens those pearl - y gates to me. sweet, Wor- ship -ing at the Saviour’s feet, Wor- ship- ing at the Saviour’s feet. Jfl i=£ j£LJEi j=£ SALVATION’S FREE. JS , Arranged. 119 -# — i — s- -9-Or -P- — a — 0 --K- 0 . > s a / -i » -■» -& •* 1 ✓ 1. Now come and seek the Lord, And know his pard’ning grace, Come, yield your hearts up Chorus. I’m glad sal - va - tion’s free, I’m glad sal - va - tion’s free, Sal - va-tion’s free for ={= , £>* to him now, And learn lo love and praise, you and me, I’m glad sal - va - tion’s free. 3. Say, children, can you still Resist his dying love ; ‘ Refuse the offers of his grace. And lose a home above 1 4. Gaze on the bloody cross ; Gaze on your dying Lord ; Now think lie only died to save From hell, from sin’s reward ! 2. He bought you with his blood, He’ll wash you white as snow, And thro’ your soul the peaceful stream Of love and joy shall flow. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Paye. 3. Beautiful crowns on every brow, Beautiful palms the conquerors show ; , Beautiful robes the ransomed wear, Beautiful all who enter there. Thither I press with eager feet, There shall my rest be iong and sweet. 5. No longer steel your heart ! — ’T will not avail you aught ; Why ruin your immortal soul ? Your liberty is bought. Beautiful songs the angels sing; Beautiful rest — all wanderings cease, Beautiful home of perfect peace. There shall my eyes the Saviour see, Haste to his heavenly home with me. sing, god is love, 1. Come, let us all u - nite and sing, God is love, God is love ; While heav’n and earth their 2. O, tell to earth’s remotest bound, God is love, God is love ; In Christ I have re - - 4 — >- v — — / 0 — o V— V- V — V- :: 3 : & V-V-rV—V praises bring, God is love, God is demption found, God is love, God is love. Let cv’ry soul from sin awake, Their harps now from the love. His blood has wash’d my sins away ; His Spirit turns my i-- m willows take, And sing with night to day, And now my me for Jc - sus’ sake, God is love, God is love, soul with joy can say, God is love, God is love. rV“ I JESUS LOVES A LITTLE CHILD. A. H. 121 ! — ^ * A- P ^E^ gEE^[~rF i 5TT L T ©—I ^:~LL My na - turc is by sin de - filed, Yet Je - sus loves a lit - tie child. For children’s sake he was re - vilcd, For Jc - sus loves a lit - tie child. If I re - pent, he’s rec - on - ciled, For Je - sus loves a lit - tie child. 3 . Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Page. How happy is our portion here, God is love, God is love ; His promises our spirits cheer; God is love, God is love. Ho is our sun and shield by day, By night he near our tents will stay, He will be with us all the way, — God is love, God is love. What tho’ my heart and flesh shall fail, God is love, God is love ; Thro’ Christ I shall o’er death prevail,— God is love, God is love. Thro’ Jordan’s swell I will not fear; My Jesus will be with me there, My head above the vvaves to bear,— God is love, God is love. 122 BEST EOR THE WEARY. Rev. W. McDonald. Arr. Ey Permission. the Christian’s home in glo is lit - ting up my man sion. — r — 1-^ — F — F — F ^ 4 4 • J -H* — — Pj Tlierc re - mains a land of rest ; There my Which e - ter - nal - ly shall stand ; For my — e lt=: m -S- 0 g— # 0 i-L CHORUS. Saviour’s gone before me, To ful - fil my soul’s request, stay shall not be transient, In that ho - ly, liap-py land. -O- mQm k \ I There is rest for the wca - ry, On the oth-er side of Jor-dan, - 0 - -a- a . — 5 There is rest for the wca - ry, There is rest for the wea-ry, In the- sweet fields of E - den, Where the tree of life is bloomim for you, — for you. V — V— -K— -!g — & — -p- p — 0 — 0 ~ i SILOAM 123 I. B. WOODDURY. :±z 5 - 9 - How sweet the Whose sc - crct o breath be - ncath the hill, heart, with in - flucncc sweet, "cj a=*z3 i Of Is Shar - ons dew - y up - ward drawn to Cj rose! God. m A— — s' -4 mmm 3. By cool Siloam’s shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man’s maturcr age Will ‘shake the soul with sorrow’s power. And stormy passion’s rage. 4 . Death itself shall then be vanquish’d And its sting shall be withdrawn ; Shout for gladness, O ye ransomed, Hail with joy the rising morn. There is rest, &c. Conclusion of Hymn on the opposite Page. 5. Sing, O sing, yo heirs of glory; Shout your triumph as you go ; Zion’s gates will open for you, You shall find an entrance through. There is rest, &c. 124 Maestoso. THE CIKYSTAL STBEAM. Arranged. V 1. When ~o a wc ar - rive at the dis - tant liills, With grateful hearts wc then will tell And en - ter our Father’s house in heav’n, Of pleas - ant hours remembered well, -N-t — I fe-fc ! -*-r* - ft — ft N — -> -J- And wan - der a - long by the Crystal streams, And taste the joys, to ser - aphs given, Of in - no - cent joys and of harmless mirth, Of scenes of bcuu-ty given on earth. ilif -p~ -V V b/ S? w jj -I — U — 1- | b= L"0 THE OEYSTAL STEEAM. Concluded. 125 harps shall sound with glad re - bound, The cch - o - mg rocks shall sing for joy, wait - ing here our hearts will cheer, With all that’s pure, and bright, and fair ; For all that’s bright, and fair, and pure, Our Fa - ther gives our steps t’al-lure. And when the heav’n - ly land we gain, We’ll hymns of praise sing loud - cr then, XIsT DEX OF TXJ3STES America G& 4s. Around tlic throne of God Beyond the river 7 & Cs. Childhood’s years 8 & 7s. Clinging to the rock Come to Jesus Cross and Crown c. M. Defence 7s. Evening shades 8 & 7s. Emmons o. M. Fairmount 8 & Gs. Gather them in God is love 8& 7s. Going home Heaven is my home G & 4s. If we knew 8 & 7s. I long to he there I long to be like Jesus. . .7 & 6°. I’m going home L. m. I want to be an angel 7 & Gs. Jesus loves a little child.. . L. M. Jesus our friend G & 4s. Joyfully 10s. Let every heart rqjoice Life’s battle field Life’s flowing river 8 & 7s. Life’s stormy sea 117 7 28 74 10G 67 53 84 99 109 35 20 55 25 45 18 24 89 87 61 121 116 88 94 70 CS G2 59 Little ones listen 4 Look for the promised land 48 Love of the S. School s. m. 114 Martyn 7s. 105 Meet again 7s. 49 Missionary Hymn 7s. 107 Morning Hymn s. M. 112 Moss Hill c. M. 16 Mount Pleasant h. m. 113 Mount Zion 118 My spirit home L. M. 42 My dear Sunday School 38 Nearer home 8 & 7s. 22 Nearer my God to thee. . G & 4s. 34 Never late 10s. 83 No night in heaven 10s. 5 Parting G & 5s. 54 Penitence 7, G & 8s. 12 Praise the God of love 96 Rest in heaven Gs. 110 Rest for the weary 8 & 7s. 122 Rock of ages 7s. 6 lines. 6 Salvation’s free s. M. 119 Sabbath bells l. m. 30 Sing, God is love 120 Sing God’s praise 3 Siloam c. m. 123 Shall we meet 8 & 7s. 80 Shun the cup. Temperance 43 Soldier of the cross 40 Sweet hour of prayer L. M. 50 Sweet Sabbath School c. M. 102 Sweet the moments 8&7s. 36 Tarry with me 8 & 7s. There’s not a star c. M. There, there is rest Twilight 7 & Gs. The Beautiful river The Children’s jubilee c. M. 'The Gate of heaven 8 & 7s. The Happy song | Tlic Happy land G, 4 & 7s. The Happy place c. M. jTlie Heavenly canaan c. M. The Little travelers 7s. The New year 11s. The Pilgrim 11s. The Pleasant Sabbath School... The Promised land The Prodigal’s return c. »r. The Spirit land 8 & 7s. The Saviour’s love c. M. The Ship of canaan 8 & 7s. The Sunday School 8 & 6s. The Sunday School army The Wanderer s. M. The Youthful pilgrim L. M. Very little things are we Waiting by the river 8 & 7s. Walk in tiie light I We’ll stand for the right | Where do children love to go.7s. i When tlic morning light When the Sabbath bells. 8 & 7s. Who shall sing 8 & 7s. Yes we’ll meet 8 & 7s. 100 85 90 10 56 82 124 92 69 95 29 86 14 98 71 72 72 78 58 46 115 26 76 64 32 8 60 97 108 52 104 91 81 IXsTiDEX: OP 1 FIRST PPHSTIES, Afflictions tho’ tlicy seem severe Around the throne of God in heaven Beautiful Zion built above Beyond life’s raging fever Blessed Bible, how I love it By cool Siloam’s shady rill Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish — Childhood years are passing o’er us Children, on life’s battle held Children of the heavenly King Come, thou fount of every blessing Come to Jesus, just now Come ret us anew our journey pursue — Come, let us all unite and sing Come poor pilgrim, sad and weary Come where Bible truths are spoken. — Days, and weeks, and months, returning. Dear Father, ere we part Dear Jesus, ever at my side Delay not, delay not, O sinner draw near. Faintly flow thou falling river ... Far beyond the dark blue sea Gather them in from the broad highway.. Gently, Lord, O gently lead us God is love ; liis mercy brightens God can see me every day Here’s my heart— to God I give it Hosanna, be the children’s song Holy Bible ! book divine How shall the young secure their hearts.. 1 have a home beyond the sky I have a Father in the promised land 44 If we knew, when walking thoughtless 18 I know ’tis Jesus loves my soul 121 I love the rfburts of God 114 I long to be like Jesus 89 I’ll awake at (lawn on the Sabbath day 83 In life’s bright morning learn to sing 3 In the Christian’s home in glory 122 I’m but a stranger here 45 I’m sailing on lile’s stormy sea G2 1 was a wandering sheep 64 I want to be an angel 61 I would a youthful pilgrim be 32 I’ve roamed over mountain, I’ve crossed over. ... 39 Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding 104 Jesus let thy pitying eye 12 Jesus, lover of my soul 84 Jesus my all, to heaven is gone 33 Joyfully, joyfully onward 1 move 88 Let every heart rejoice and sing 94 Little drops of water 59 Little eyes, little eyes 4 Little travelers zionward 14 Love divine, all love excelling 37 Lo! the gospel ship is sailing 115 Mary at the Saviour’s tomb 105 Meet again ! when life is o’er 49 Must Jesus bear the cross alone 53 My country ’tis of thee 117 My heavenly home is bright and fair 87 My rest is In heaven, my rest is not here 74 Nearer, my God, to thee 34 No night shall be in heaven 5 Now come and seek tire Lord 119 78 7 118 28 93 123 75 74 70 15 69 67 98 120 90 92 69 113 46 99 68 107 20 75 55 105 j 101 ! 82 15 103 42 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Oil! bright is the wine, the ruby wine Oh! I have roamed thro’ sin’s dark maze — O’er the hills the sun is setting O, do not be discouraged O, have you not heard of a beautiful stream. O, how pleasant is the Sabbath School On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand Our Sabbath School, our Sabbath School O, what hath Jesus bought for me Pilgrims on the burning sand Pleasant is the Sabbath bell Praise the God of love Remember tliy Creator Rock of ages cleft for me Serene I laid me down Shall we meet beyond the river Should sorrow o’er thy brow Silently the shades of evening Sweet hour of prayer Sweet is the time of spring Sweet Sabbath School, place dear to me Sweet Sabbath hours! so full of grace Sweet the moments, rich in blessing Sweet ’tis to sing of thee Sleep, baby sleep Tarry with me, 0 my Saviour The mellow eve is gliding The light of Sabbath eve The Sabbath bell ! the Sabbath bell The Sunday School, that blessed place 29 r l he Sunday School, with joy so full 20 This life is a battle with Satan 97 This morning, Lord, attend 112 ’Tis religion that can give GO There is a land of pure delight 17 There is a happy land 95 There’s not a star whose twinkling light 85 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 109 To the sports of the thoughtless 38 Vain, delusive world, adieu 13 Very little things are we 9 We are now in youth’s bright morning 60 We are waiting ,by the river 8 We are going, going, going 25 We’ll not give up the Bible 16 Where do children love to go 108 When I think of that city of light 24 When shall we meet again 54 When the morning light drives away the night. . 62 When shall the voice of singing 11 When the Sabbath bell is ringing 104 When the tempest rages high.. 106 When we arrive at the distant hills 124 When we hear the music ringing 58 Whither pilgrims arc you going 25 Who shall sing if not the children 91 Ye soldiers of the Cross 40 Yes, we’ll meet beyond the river 81 43 ' 103 1 22 ' 7G ’ 5G ' 72 ' 8G 1 35 1 47 / 48 GO 9G 11 G 112 80 110 90 50 G5 102 51 3G 11G 96 100 10 111 30 JUST ]P QBL' UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS-URBANA 3112 065893668 €V THE HUNTINGDONS; or GLI By Maria Louise \u Interesting and Profitable Book for Young and Old t. jbath School library, will Ik d, Aith its truthful and affecting recitals, the attention ' mmenoement to the close. i'Uc book will - »i I repay the rea. cr for its cost , and many better 1 J mm may result Bom .wuerus Eve' } Sabbath Sohuot snould oruer a copy. 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