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THE
BAPTIST HYMNAL,
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MUSICAL EDITOR :
ASSOCIATE EDITOR:
E. H. JDHNSDN; E.Il.
PHILA.DELPHIA:
American Baptist Publication Society,
1420 Chestnut Street.
Copyright, 1883,
BY THE
AMERICAN BAPTIST PUBLICATION SOCIETY;
Philadelphia, Pa,
NOTICE. —Many hymns and tunes in this collection, as well as the arrange*
ments and adaptations of music, are introduced "by permission," either pur-
chased or given and, therefore, cannot be used without the consent of the authors
;
and rich harmonies from the school of church music represented in England by
Dykes and Barnby on the Continent by Gounod and Hiller, and in America by
;
A. J. ROWLAND, D.D.,
P. S. HENSON, D.D., Hymnal Committee.
REV. L. P. HORNBERGER,
PUBLISHEK'S NOTE.
Two years ago the Publication Society resolved to publish another Hymn
Book, and appointed a Committee, consisting of A. J. Rowland, D.D., P. 8.
Henson, D. D., and Rev. L. P. Hornberger, to attend to its compilation. Under
instructions from the Board, this Committee, in connection with the Secretary
of the Society, B. Griffith, D. D., invited H. M. King, D. D., of Boston, Mass.,
H. H., Tucker, D.D., of Atlanta, Ga., J. A. Smith, D. D., of Chicago, 111.,
the members of the Consulting Committee, to the Hymnal Committee of the Board,
to E. H. Johnson, D. D., for very important and uncompensated labor, and espe-
cially to Dr. W. H. Doane for his invaluable and gratuitous service as Musical
Editor-in-Chief.
Acknowledgments are also due and are hereby made to Messrs. Biglow &
Main, Mr. George Kingsley, Dr. Robert Lowry, Dr. J. Ireland Tucker, W. W.
Huntington, Esq., Messrs. E. and J. B. Young, T. E. Perkins, and others, for
permission to use valuable copyright music.
B. GRIFFITH, Secretary.
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CERTIFICATE.
The Undersigned, having been requested by the Officers of the American Baptist
Publication Society to examine the Proof sheets of the " Baptist Hymnal," for the compi-
lation of which most of us sent lists of Hymns, and to suggest such emendations as might be
thought by us expedient to make the Book more acceptable and useful, hereby certify that
we have carefully performed the duties assigned us, and unite in heartily commending the
Hymnal to the Churches. The list of hymns comprises all that are really needful for public
worship; the adaptation of tunes and hymns by the Musical Editors is all that could be
wished; and the provision of so much variety, especially in the music, fits the book to the
varied culture and tastes of all grades of worshipers.
We earnestly hope that this new and most excellent aid to worship will have the widest
possible circulation and use.
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CONTENTS.
WORSHIP. THE CHURCH.
General Hymns 1-24 Institution .512-521
Lord's House 25-34 Baptism .522-537
Lord's Day 35-48 Lord's Supper .538-554
Morning and Evening 49-65 Officers .555-560
GOD.
Work— Revivals .561-567
Work — Sunday School .568-592
Being and Attributes 66-77 Work — Missions .593-609
Providence and Grace 78-101 Work— Dedications .610-616
CHRIST.
Advent
TEMPERANCE .617-618
104-113
Life 114-122
TIME AND ETERNITY.
Death 123-132
Resurrection 133-137
Life and Death 619-641
Ascension 138-144 Burial and Resurrection 642-649
145-152 Christ's Second Coming 650-661
Offices
Praise and Adoration 153-192
Judgment and Retribution 662-665
Heaven 666-686
THE HOLY SPIRIT 194-206
OCCASIONAL.
THE TRINITY 207-215
Thanksgiving 687-691
THE WORD OF GOD 216-222 Our Country 692-697
Opening and Closing Year 698-704
MAN'S LOST CONDITION 223-228
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LYONS. los, IIS F. J. HAYDN, 1732-1809.
I. O worship the King, all glorious a-bove, And gratefully sing his wond-er - ful love,
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Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.
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Praise him, all creatures here below Praise Father, Son, and Ho - ly Ghost.
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And as thy glory fills the sky. Let the Creator's praise arise
So let it be on earth displayed, Let the Kedeemer's name be sung,
Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. Through every land, by every tongue.
2 OGod, my heart is fixed 't is bent 2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord
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1 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays 1 With one consent, let all the earth
Attempt thy great Creator's praise To God their cheerful voices raise
But O, what tongue can speak his fame ? Glad homage pay with awful mirth.
What verse can reach the lofty theme ? And sing before him songs of praise
2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres. 2 Convinced that he is God alone.
He glory like a garment wears; From whom both we and all proceed
To form a robe of light divine, We, whom he chooses for his own.
Ten thousand suns around him shine. The flock that he vouchsafes to feed.
3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 3 O enter, then, his temple gate.
Almighty power, with wisdom, shines; Thence to his courts devoutly press,
His works, thro' all this wondrous frame. And still your grateful hymns repeat.
Declare the glory of his name. And still his name with praises bless.
4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good;
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing His mercy is forever sure;
And let his praise employ thy tongue His truth, which always firmly stood,
Till listening worlds shall join the song. To endless ages shall endure.
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SEASONS. L. M. IGNACE PLEYEL. 1757-X831.
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2 How blest thy saints how safely ! led 2 The wings of every hour shall bear
How surely kept! how richly fed! Some thankful tribute to thine ear
Saviour of all in earth and sea, And every setting sun shall see
How happy they who rest in thee. New works of duty done for thee.
3 The year is with thy goodness crowned 3 Let distant times and nations raise
Thy clouds drop wealth the world around The long succession of thy praise ;
Through thee the deserts laugh and sing. And unborn ages make my song
And nature smiles and owns her King. The joy and triumph of their tongue.
4 Lord, on our souls thy Spirit pour 4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ?
The moral waste within restore; Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds
O letthy love our spring-tide be, Vast and unsearchable thy ways!
And make us all bear fruit to thee. Vast and immortal be thy praise!
ROCKINGHAM. L. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
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Fain would m eyes my Sav - iour see vis - it, Lord, from thee.
1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone; 1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
Let my religious hours alone To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see To show thy love by morning light,
1 wait a visit, Lord, from thee. And talk of all thy truth at night.
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heart with holy fire, 2 My my Lord,
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And kindle there a pure desire And works and bless his word
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Come, sacred Spirit, from above. Thy works of grace,how bright they shine
And fill my soul with heavenly love. How deep thy counsels, how divine
3 Blest Saviour, what delicious fare 3 But
I shall share a glorious part,
How sweet thy entertainments are When grace hath well refined my heart.
Ne'er did the angels taste above And fresh supplies of joy are shed
Redeeming grace and dying love. Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine 4 Then shall I see and hear and know
In thee thy Father's glories shine All I desired or wished below ;
Thy glorious name shall be adored, And every power find sweet employ
And every tongue confess thee Lord. In that eternal world of joy.
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No fiery cherub guards his seat. Lift with thy hands a holy heart,
Nor double flaming sword. To his sublime abode.
3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name
Are opened by the Son Whom words nor thoughts can reach
High let us raise our notes of praise, A broken heart shall please him more
And reach the almighty throne. Than noblest forms of speech.
4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring. 4 Thou holy God preserve our souls !
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1 O, bless the Lord, my soul!
Whose grace hath made thee whole
Whose loving kindness crowns thy days,
His grace to thee proclaim
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2 Come, worship at his throne;
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His wrath is ever slow to rise, We are his work, and not our own
And ready to abate. He formed us by his word.
4 He pardons all thy sins, 3 To-day attend his voice.
Prolongs thy feeble breath ;
Nor dare provoke his rod
He healeth thy infirmities, Come, like the people of his choice,
And ransoms thee from death. And own your gracious God.
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1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing;
To his feet thy tribute bring Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Let us each, thy love possessing.
Evermore his praises sing Triumph in redeeming grace
Hallelujah O, refresh us,
Praise the everlasting King. Traveling through this wilderness.
2 Praise him for his grace and favor 2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
To our fathers in distress For thy gospel's joyful sound
Praise him still the same as ever. May the fruits of thy salvation
Slow to chide, and swift to bless In our hearts and lives abound
Hallelujah ! May thy presence
Glorious in his faithfulness. With us evermore be found.
3 Father-like, he tends and spares us. 3 Then, whene'er the signal's given
Well our feeble frame he knows Us from earth to call away.
In his hands he gently bears us. Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Rescues us from all our foes Glad the summons to obey,
Hallelujah May we ever
Praise Jehovah, God of grace. Reign with Christ in endless day.
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JUDSON. 8s, 7s. Do Arr. from A. s. sullivan. 4.2-1901.
I. Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee For the hliss thy love be - stows ; For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows I, God, my weak en-deavor ; This dull soul to ™ture raise ; Thou must light the
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Wretched wanderer, far astray
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
flame, or nev - er Can my soul be warmed to praise. From the paths of death away
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear.
And, the light of hope revealing.
21 FRANCIS S. KEY. I779-1843.
Bade the blood-stained cross appear.
1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling
For the bliss thy love bestows Vainly would my lips express
For the pardoning grace that saves me. Low before thy footstool kneeling.
And the peace that from it flows Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless
Help, O God, my weak endeavor Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure,
This dull soul to rapture raise Love's pure flame within me raise
Thou must light the flame, or never And, since words can never measure,
Can my soul be warmed to praise. Let my life show forth thy praise.
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WILMOT. 8s, 7s, or 7s. C. M. VON WEBER. 1786-1826.
1. Praise to thee, thou great Creator ; Praise be thine from every tongue ;
Join, my soul, with every creature. Join the universal song.
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1 Praise to tbee, tbou great Creator 3 For ten thousand blessings given,
Praise be thine from every tongue For the hope of future joy,
Join, my soul, with every creature, Sound his praise through earth and heaven,
Join the universal song. Sound Jehovah's praise on high.
2 Father, source ofall compassion, 4 Joyfully on earth adore him.
Free, unbounded grace is thine Till in heaven our song we raise
Hail the God of our salvation There, enraptured, fall before him,
Praise him for his love divine. .Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
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ESSEX. 8s, 7s. THOMAS CLARK. I77?. [859.
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Praise him, angels, in the height Never shall his promise fail
Sun and moon, rejoice before him, God hath made his saints victorious,
Praise him, all ye stars of light. Sin and death shall not prevail.
2 Praise the Lord ! for he hath spoken, 4 Praise the God of our salvation
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; Hosts on high, his power proclaim;
Laws, which never shall be broken, Heaven and earth, and all creation,
For their guidance he hath made. Laud and magnify his name
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To find the way to Zion's gate Thy golden oflTerings well may spare
God is their strength and, through the road, But give thy heart, and thou shalt find
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They lean upon their helper, God. Here dwells a God who heareth prayer.
4 Cheerful they walk, with growing strength, 4 O, grant us, in this solemn hour.
meet in heaven at length
Till all shall From earth and sin's allurements free,
Till all before thy face appear, To feelthy love, to own thy power.
And join in nobler worship there. And raise each raptured thought to thee.
ZEPHYR. L. M. WM. B. BRADBURY. 1816-1868.
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CLARENDON. C. M. 1. TUCKER. 1761-1825.
I. What shall I ren - der to my God, For all his kind - ness shown ?
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1 With joy we hail the sacred day 1 Early, my God, without delay,
Which God has called his own I haste to seek thy face
With joy the summons we obey My thirsty spirit faints away
To worship at his throne. Without thy cheering grace.
2 Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell 2 Not all the blessings of a feast
Within thy church below Can please my soul so well
Make her in holiness excel, As when thy richer grace I taste,
With pure devotion glow. And in thy presence dwell.
3 Let peace within her walls be found 3 Not Hfe itself, with aU its joys,
Let all her sons unite, Can my best passions move,
To spread with grateful zeal around Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
Her clear and shining light. As thy forgiving love.
4 Great God, we hail the sacred day 4 Thus, my last, expiring day,
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Which thou hast called thine own I'll my God and King
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With joy the summons we obey Thus will I lift my hands to pray.
To worship at thy throne. And tune my lips to sing.
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1 This the day of light
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Let there be light to-day Where my Redeemer, God,
O Dayspring, upon our night,
rise Unveils the beauty of his face,
And gloom away.
chase its And sheds his love abroad
2 This is the day of rest 2 Not the fair palaces,
Our failing strength renew To which the great resort,
On weary brain and troubled breast Are once to be compared with this,
Shed thou thy freshening dew. Where Jesus holds his court.
3 This is the day of peace 3 Here on the mercy-seat,
With peace our spirits fill With radiant glory crowned,
Bid thou the blasts of discord cease, Our joyful eyes behold him sit
The waves of strife be still. And «mile on all around.
4 This is the day of prayer 4 Give me, O Lord, a place
Let earth to heaven draw near Within thy blest abode.
Lift up our hearts to seek thee there, Among the children of thy grace,
Come down to meet us here. The servants of my God.
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day of rest and gladness, 3 To-day, on weary nations,
O
day of joy and light, The heavenly manna falls;
O balm of care and sadness, To holy convocations
Most beautiful, most bright The silver trumpet calls.
On thee, the high and lowly, Where gospel light is glowing
Bending before the throne, With pure and radiant beams,
Sing Holy, Holy, Holy, And living water flowing
To the Great Three in One. With soul-refreshing streams.
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1. Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord,we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire,With cheerful hope and strong desire.
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HOWARD. C. M. MRS. E. H. CUTHBERT. 1809.
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1 O Father,though the anxious fear 1 Thisthe day the Lord hath made
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Kor fear nor doubt shall enter here Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad.
All shall be thine to-day. And praise surround the throne.
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not bring divided hearts 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead,
To worship
at thy shrine And Satan's empire fell
But each unholy thought departs, To-day the saints his triumph spread.
And leaves the temple thine. And all his wonders tell.
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Ere again we seek repose, And sighs her God to seek.
Lord, our song ascends to thee; How sweet to hail the evening's close,
At thy feet we bow the knee. That ends the weary week
2 For the mercies of the day, 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn.
For this rest upon our way, That opens on the sight,
Thanks to thee alone be given, When that soul-reviving morn
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Lord of earth, and King of heaven. Sheds forth new rays of light
3 Cold our services have been 3 Sweet day! thine hours too soon will cease;
Mingled every prayer with sin Yet while they gently roll.
But thou canst and wilt forgive Breathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace,
By thy grace alone we live. A Sabbath o'er my soul.
4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove 4 When will my pilgrimage be done.
Foretastes of our joys above The world's long week be o'er.
While their steps thy pilgrims bend The Sabbath dawn which needs no sun,
To the rest which knows no end. That day which fades no more.
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1 Awake, my and with the sun
soul, All I design, or do, or say;
Thy daily stage of duty run ; That all my powers, with all their might,
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise In thy sole glory may unite.
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
50 ISAAC WATTS. 1709.
2 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart. 1 My God, how endless thy love is
And with the angels bear thy part, Thy gifts are every evening new
Who, all night long, unwearied sing
And morning mercies from above
High praise to the eternal King.
Gently distill like early dew.
3 Glory to thee who safe hast kept. 2 Thou spread'st the
curtains of the night,
And hast refreshed me whilst I slept my sleeping hours
Great Guardian of
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, Thy sovereign word restores the light.
I may of endless life partake !
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew 3 I yield my powers to thy command
Disperse my sins as morning dew To thee I consecrate my days
Guard my first springs of thought and will, Perpetual blessings from thy hand
And with thyself my spirit fill. Demand perpetual songs of praise.
ROCKINGHAM. L. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
I. My God, how end - less is thy love! Thy gifts are ev - ery even-ing new;
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SALZBURGH. C. M. M. HAYDN. 1737-1806.
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Once more, my voice, thy trib - ute pay To him that rules the skies.
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1 Once more, my soul, the rising day 1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
Salutes thy waking eyes My voice ascending high
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To thee will I direct my prayer,
To him that rules the skies. To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Night unto night his name repeats, 2 Thou art a God before Avhose sight
The day renews the sound, The wicked shall not stand
Wide as the heavens on which he sits Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
To turn the seasons round. Nor dwell at thy right hand.
3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame 3 But to thy house will I resort,
My tongue shall speak his praise ;
To taste thy mercies there
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, I will frequent thine holy court.
And yet his wrath delays. And worship in thy fear.
4 Great God, let all my hours be thine. 4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet
While I enjoy the light; In ways of righteousness,
Then shall my sun in smiles decline. Make every path of duty straiglit
And bring a pleasant night. And plain before my face.
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PLUMP!'RE. L. M. 6 1. S. S; WESLEY. 1 810-1876.
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1. When, streaming from the east-em skies, The morning light sa-lutes mine eyes, Sun of right-eons-ncss Di-vine,
On me with beams of mercy shine ; Chase the dark clouds of guilt a way, And turn my dark-ness in - to day.
1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, 3When each day's scenes and labors close,
The morning light salutes mine eyes, And wearied nature seeks repose.
O Sun of righteousness Divine, With pardoning mercy richly blest,
On me with beams of mercy shine Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest
Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, And, as each morning sun shall rise,
And turn my darkness into day. O lead me onward to the skies
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VALETE. L. M. 61. A. S. SULLIVAN. 1874.
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1 Lord Jesus, bless us ere we go The broken vow, the frequent fall.
Thy word into our minds instill; 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow True absolution and release
AVith lowly love and fervent will. And bless us, more than in past days,
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dark night, 4 Do more than pardon give us joy, ;
1. Now when the dusky shades of night retreating Be - fore the sun's red banner swift-ly flee; Kow, when the ter-rors of the dark are
WORSHIP.
KURSLEY. L. M. p. HITTER. 1 760-1846.
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It is not night if thou be near For all the blessings of the light
O may no earth-born cloud arise Keep me, O keep me. King of kings,
To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. Beneath thine own Almighty wings.
2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
My wearied eyelids gently steep, Tlieill which I this day have done
Be my last thought, how sweet to rest That with the world, myself, and thee,
Forever on my Saviour's breast. I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Abide with me from morn till eve. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
For without thee I can not live The grave as little as my bed
Abide with me when night is nigh, Teach me to die, that so I may
For without thee I dare not die. Rise glorious at the judgment-day.
4 Come near and bless us when we wake. 4 Be thou my Guardian while I sleep
Ere through the world our way we take Thy watchful station near me keep
Till, in the ocean of thy love, My heart with love celestial fill,
We lose ourselves in heaven above. And guard me from th' approach of ill.
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1 Thus far the Lord has led me on; 8 I lay my body down to sleep;
Thus far his power prolongs my days Peace the pillow for my head
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And every evening shall make known While well-appointed angels keep
Some fresh memorial of his grace. Their watchful stations round my bed.
2 Much of my time has run to waste, 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come,
And I, perhaps, am near my home; My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
But he forgives my follies past And wait thy voice to break my tomb,
He gives me strength for days to come. With sweet salvation in the sound.
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1 I love to steal awhile away And all my cares and sorrows cast
From every cumbering care. On him whom I adore.
And spend the hours of setting day 4 I love by faith to take a view
In humble, grateful prayer. Of brighter scenes in heaven
2 I love in solitude to shed The prospect doth my strength renew,
The penitential tear, While here by tempests driven.
And all his promises to plead 5 Thus, when
life's toilsome day is o'er,
Where none but God can hear. May departing ray
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3 I love to think on mercies past, Be calm as this impressive hour.
And future good implore, And lead to endless day.
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WISHART. los. 6 1. HENRY SMART, 1812-1879.
I. The day is gen-tly sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the daylight glows
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2 Night her solemn mantle spreads 1 Softly now the light of day
O'er the earth as daylight fades Fades upon my sight away
All things tell of calm repose, Free from care, from labor free,
At the holy Sabbath's close. Lord, I would commune with thee
3 Peace is on the world abroad 2 Thou whose all-pervading eye
*Tis the holy peace of God, Naught escapes, without, within
Symbol of the peace within Pardon each infirmity,
When the spirit rests from sin. Open fault, and secret sin.
1. Fast fades tlie golden sun Be- mth the West, And ge ntle twilight brings A calm anc peace-ful rest
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With one accord our parting hymn of coming night
praise Turn thou for us its darkness into light;
We stand to bless thee ere our worship From harm and danger keep thy chil-
cease, dren free.
Then, still delaying, wait thy word of peace. For dark and light are both alike to thee.
2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward 4 Grant us thy peace throughout our
way; earthly life,
With thee began, with thee shall end the day Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife
Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts Then, when thy voice shall bid our con-
from shame, flict cease.
That in this house have called upon thy name. Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace.
1 The day is past and gone. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night.
The evening shades appear Secure from all our fears
O may we all remember well May angels guard us while we sleep,
The night of death draws near. Till morning light appears.
2 We lay our garments by. 4 And when our days are past,
Uponour beds to rest And we from time remove,
So death will soon disrobe us all O may we in thy bosom rest,
Of what we here possessed. The bosom of thy love.
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1 O God, our help in ages past, 1 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through:
Our hope for years to come, Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
Our shelter from the stormy blast, My rising and my resting hours.
And our eternal home, My heart and flesh with all their powers.
2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne 2 My thoughts, before they are my own
Thy saints have dwelt secure Are to my God distinctly known
Sufficient thine arm alone,
is He knows the words I mean to speak,
And our defense is sure. Ere from my opening lips they break.
3 Before the hills in order stood, 3 circling power I stand
Within thy ;
4 O God, our help in ages past, 4 O may these thoughts possess my breast,
Our hope for years to come. Where'er I rove, where'er I rest;
Be thou our guard while troubles last, Nor let my weaker passions dare
And our eternal home. Consent to sin, for God is there.
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1 In all my vast concerns with thee, 1 Great God, how infinite art thou
In vain my soul would try What worthless worms are we
To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee Let all the race of creatures bow,
The notice of thine eye. And pay their praise to thee.
2 Mythoughts lie open to the Lord, 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Before they're formed within Ere seas or stars were made
And ere my lips pronounce the word, Thou art the ever-living God,
He knows the sense I mean. Were all the nations dead.
3 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high 3 Eternity, with all its years,
Where can a creature hide ? Stands present in thy view
Within thy circling arms I lie, To thee there's nothing old appears
Enclosed on every side. Great God, there's nothing new.
4 So let thy grace surround me still. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And like a bulwark prove. And vexed with trifling cares.
To guard my soul from every ill. While thine eternal thought moves on
Secured by sovereign love. Thine undisturbed affairs.
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1 Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme. 1 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,
And speak some boundless thing And raise your souls above
The mighty works or mightier name Let every heart and voice accord
Of our eternal King. To sing that God is love.
2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, 2 This precious truth his word declares,
And sound his power abroad And all his mercies prove
Sing the sweet promise of his grace, While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears
And the performing God. To show that God is love.
3 His very word of grace is strong, 3 Behold, his loving -kindness waits
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that which built the sky For those who from him rove.
The voice that rolls the stars along, And calls of mercy reach their hearts,
Proclaims it from on high. To teach them God is love.
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Those gentle words should raise my song Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,
To notes almost divine. Shall shout that God is love.
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I. Lord of all be - ing; throned a - far, Thy glo - ry fiames from sun and star
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1 Lord of all beingthroned afar, ; 1 God
of the world! thy glories shine,
Thy glory flames from sun and star Through earth and heaven with rays divine,'
Center and soul of every sphere, Thy smile gives beauty to the flower.
Yet to each loving heart how near Thine anger to the tempest power.
2 Sun of our life, thy quickening ray 2 God
of our lives the throbbing heart
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Sheds on our path the glow of day; Doth at thy beck its action start;
Star of our hope, thy softened light Throbs on, obedient to thy will,
Cheers the long watches of the night. Or ceases at thy fatal chill.
3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn 3 God of eternal life ! thy love
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn Doth every stain of sin remove
Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign The cross, the cross, its hallowed — light
All, save the clouds of sin, are thine Shall drive from earth her cheerless night.
4 Grant us thy truth to make us free, 4 God of all goodness to the skies !
And kindling hearts that burn for thee, Our hearts in grateful anthems rise
Till all thy living altars claim And to thy service shall be given
One holy light, one heavenly flame The rest of life, the whole of heaven.
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2 Chance and change are busy ever 4 He with earthly cares entwineth
Man decays, and ages move Hope and comfort from above
But his mercy waneth never; Everywhere his glory shineth
God is wisdom, God is love. God is wisdom, God is love.
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Behold him present with his aid. Approve the song and join the praise.
2 Loud may the troubled ocean roar 2 To God I cried, when troubles rose;
In sacred peace our souls abide, He heard me, and subdued my foes;
While every nation, every shore, He did my rising fears control,
Trembles and dreads the swelhng tide. And strength diffused through all my soul.
3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 3 Amid a thousand snares I stand,
Supplies the city of our God, Upheld and guarded by his hand
Life, love, and joy still gliding through, His words my fainting soul revive.
And watering our di\'ine abode. And keep my dying faith alive.
4 That sacred stream, thy holy word. 4 sing thy truth and mercy. Lord
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And give new strength to fainting souls. So much thy power and glory show.
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1 Since all the varying scenes of time 4 His purposes will ripen fast,
God's watchful eye surveys, Unfolding every hour
who so wise to choose our lot. The bud may have a bitter taste,
Or to appoint our ways ? But sweet will be the flower.
2 Good, when he gives, supremely good 5 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
Nor less when he denies And scan his work in vain
E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand. God is his own interpreter,
Are blessings in disguise. And he will make it plain.
3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 82 ISAAC WATTS. 1707.
So constant and so kind ?
1 Keep silence, all created things,
To his unerring, gracious will And wait your Maker's nod
Be every wish resigned. My soul stands trembling while she sings,
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The honors of her God.
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In trouble and in joy, How slow thine anger moves I
The praises of my God shall still But soon he sends his pardoning word,
My heart and tongue employ. To cheer the souls he loves.
2 The hosts of God encamp around 4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
The dwellings of the just; My God, my heavenly King;
Protection he affords to all Let age to age thy righteousness
Who make his name their trust. In songs of glory sing.
3 O make but trial of his love 85 ANNE STEELE. 1760.
L My God, my Father, — blissful name, — may I call thee mine ! May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so di - vine
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Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad
Hosanna to th' eternal name, Let all the powers within me join
And all his boundless love proclaim. In work and worship so divine.
2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, 2 Bless, my soul, the God of grace :
The brightest image of his grace His favors claim thy highest praise
God, in the person of his Son, Let not the wonders he hath wrought
Has all his mightiest works outdone. Be lost in silence, and forgot.
4 O may I reach the happy place, 4 Let every land his power confess
Where he unveils his lovely face, Let all the earth adore his grace
His beauties there may I behold. My heart and tongue with rapture join,
And sing his name to harps of gold. In work and worship so divine.
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1 To God on high be thanks and praise 2 The honors paid thy holy name
For mercy ceasing never, To hear thou ever deignest
Whereby no foe a hand can raise, Then, God the Father, still the same
Nor harm can reach us ever. Unshaken ever reign est.
With joy to him our hearts ascend, Unmeasured stands thy glorious might
The source of peace that knows no end, Thy thoughts, thy deeds, outstrip the light,
A peace that none can sever. Our heaven thou, Lord, remainest.
GENEVA. C. M. J. COLE. I774-1855.
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When all thy mercies, O my God,
Trans -port - ed with the view I'm lost In won love, '.
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1 When all thy mercies, O my God, 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My rising soul surveys. My daily thanks employ
Transported with the view, I'm lost Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
In wonder, love, and praise. That tastes those gifts with joy.
2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul 4 Through every period of my life
Thy tender care bestowed, Thy goodness I'll pursue
Before my infant heart conceived And after death, in distant worlds,
From whom those comforts flowed. The glorious theme renew.
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FERGUSON. S. M. GEO. KINGSLEV.
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Wide let the earth re - sound the deeds Ce - les - xiai
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Who wondrous things hath done, In whom the world re ioic es Who from our mother's arms -
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heart, and hands, and voices, Through all our life be near us,
Who wondrous things hath done, With ever joyful hearts
In whom the world rejoices And blessed peace to cheer us
Who from our mother's arms To keep us in his grace,
Hath blessed us on our way And guide us when perplexed.
With countless gifts of love, And free us from all ills
And still is ours to-day. In this world and the next.
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2 Grace first contrived the way 4 Grace the work shall crown,
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To save rebellious man Througheverlasting days;
And all the steps that grace display It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
Which drew the wondrous plan. And well deserves the praise.
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MARTIN LUTHER.
Tr. F. H. HEDGE.
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1853.
4 That word above all earthly powers-
No thanks to them abideth —
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
A bulwark never failing Through him who with us sideth.
Our Helper he, amid the flood
Let goods and kindred go,
Of mortal ills prevailing.
This mortal life also
For still our ancient foe
The body they may kill
Doth seek to work us woe ;
God's truth abideth still,
His craft and power are great.
His kingdom is forever.
And armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal. 95 H. W. BAKER. 182I-1877.
2 Did we in our own strength confide. 1 Rejoice to-day with one accord,
Our striving would be losing Sing out with exultation
Were not the right man on our side. Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord,
The man of God's own choosing. Whose arm hath brought salvation
Dost ask who that may be ? His works of love proclaim
Christ Jesus, it is he The greatness of his name
Lord Sabaoth is his name, For he is God alone.
From age to age the same, Who hath his mercy shown
And he must win the battle. Let all his saints adore him.
3 And though this world,with devils filled, 2 When in distress to him we cried,
Should threaten to undo us He heard our sad complaining;
We will not fear, for God hath willed O trust in him, whate'er betide,
His truth to triumph through us. His love is all sustaining
The prince of darkness grim, Triumphant songs of praise
We tremble not for him To him our hearts shall raise
His rage we can endure. Now every voice shall say,
For lo! his doom is sure, O praise our Godalway; "
One little word shall fell him I Let ail his saints adore him.
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1 'Tis not that I did choose thee, 3 'Twas sovereign mercy called me,
For, Lord, that could not be And taught my opening mind
This heart would still refuse thee. The world had else enthralled me,
But thou hast chosen me To heavenly glories blind.
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2 My feet shall never slide
And fall in fatal snares,
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His grace is nigh In hour,
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears :
1 Upward I lift mine eyes 3 Hast thou not given thy word
From God is all my aid To save my soul from death ?
The God who built the skies. And I can trust thee, Lord,
And
earth and nature made To keep ray mortal breath
God the tower To which I fly
is I'll go and come, Nor fear to die.
His grace is nigh In every hour. Till from on high Thou call me home.
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1. God of our strength, enthroned above, The source of life, the fonnt of love ; let de-vo-tion's sa-cred flame,
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1 God of our strengtli, enthroned above, 3 God of our strength from day to day.
The source of life, the fount of love; Direct our thoughts and guide our way
O let devotion's sacred flame, O may our hearts united be,
Our souls awake to praise thy name. In sweet communion, Lord, with thee.
2 To thee we lift our joyful eyes, 4 God of our strength, on thee we call;
To thee on wings of faith we rise God of our hope, our light, our all,
Come thou, and let thy courts on earth Thy name we praise, thy love adore.
Ring out thy praise in holy mirth. Our Rock, our Shield for evermore.
Guide me, O thou great Je - ho-vah. Pilgrim thro' this barren land
. I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand:;}: i Bread of heaven. Bread of
1 Guide me, O
thou great Jehovah, 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Pilgrim through this barren land Bid my anxious fears subside
I am weak, but thou art mighty. Bear me through the swelling current
Hold me with thy powerful hand Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Bread of heaven. Songs of praises
Feed me till I want no more. I will ever give to thee.
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1 Sing, my soul, his wondrous love, 3 God, the merciful and good,
Who from yon bright throne above. Bought us with the Saviour's blood
Ever watchful o'er our race, And, to make our safety sure,
Still to man extends his grace. Guides us by his Spirit pure.
2 Heaven and earth by him were made, 4 Sing, my soul, adore his name;
All is by his scepter swayed Let his glory be thy theme
What are we that he should show Praise him till he calls thee home,
So much love to us below Trust his love for all to come.
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1 Joy to the world; the Lord is come; 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow.
Let earth receive her King Nor thorns infest the ground
Let every heart prepare him room. He comes to make his blessings flow
And heaven and nature sing. Far as the curse is found.
2 Joy to the earth the Saviour reigns ; 4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
Let men their songs employ And makes the nations prove
While fields and floods,rocks, liills,an(i plains, The glories of his righteousness,
Repeat the sounding joy. And wonders of his love.
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1. Hark! the herald-angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God andsin-ners reconciled!"
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Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven Till in heaven you sing before him,
Loud our golden harps shall sound. Glory be to God most high " '
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Heaven and earth his praises sing Of our great Redeemer's birth ;
Glad receive whom God appointed Spread the brightness of his glory
For your Prophet, Priest, and King! Till it cover all the earth.
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I. It came np-on the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bend-iag near the earth To touch their harps of gold
" Peace to the earth, good-will to man,From heaven's all-gracious idng:" The earth in solemn stillness lay, To hear the an-gels sing,
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1 It came upon the midnight clear, 3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load.
That glorious song of old, Whose forms are bending low,
From angels bending near the earth Who toil along the climbing way.
To touchtheir harps of gold With painful steps and slow,
''Peace to the earth, good-will to man, Look up ; for glad and golden hours
From heaven's all gracious King
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The earth in solemn stillness lay. O rest beside the weary road,
To hear the angels sing. And hear the angels sing.
2 through the cloven skies they come, 4 For, lo the days are hastening on
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Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall
Angels adore him, in slumber reclining,
Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all.
3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,
Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
113 REGINALD HEBER. l8ll.
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ?
1 Brightest and best of the sons of tke morning, 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation
Dawn on our darkness and lend us tMne aid Vainly with gifts would his favor secure
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Richer by far is the heart's adoration
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
I. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid
star of the East, the ho - ri - zon a - doming, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid
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What grace, Lord, and beau ty shone A - round thy steps be low
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8 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, 116 ANNE STEELE. I760.
Thy
friends unfaithful prove; 1 The Saviour ! O what endless charms
Unwearied in forgiveness still, Dwell in that blissful sound
Thy heart could only love. Its influence every fear disarms
4 O give us hearts to love like thee And spreads delight around.
Like thee, O Lord, to grieve 2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine
Far more for others' sins than all In rich profusion flow
The wrongs that we receive. For guilty rebels, lost in sin,
115 GEORGE W. DOANE. 1824.
And doomed to endless woe.
1 Thou art the Way, — to thee alone 3 The mighty Former of the skies
From and death we flee
sin : Descends to our abode,
And he who would the Father seek, While angels view with wondering eyes,
Must seek him, Lord, by thee. And hail th' incarnate God.
2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone — 4 How rich the depths of love divine
True wisdom can impart; Of bliss, a boundless store
Thou only canst instruct the mind, Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine
And purify the heart. I can not wish for more.
HEBER. C M. GEO. KINGSLEY. 1 81T.
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Where- 'er he went. flic - tion fled, And sickness reared he faint - ing head.
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1 When, a stranger on our sphere,
like 1 How beauteous were the marks divine,
The lowly Jesus wandered here, That in thy meekness used to shine
Where'er he went, affliction fled, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod
And sickness reared her fainting head. In wondrous love, O Son of God
2 The eye that rolled in irksome night, 2 O who like thee, so calm, so bright.
Beheld his face for God is light — So pure, so made to live in light
The opening ear, the loosened tongue, who go
like thee did ever
His precepts heard, his praises sung. So patient through a world of woe ?
8 With bounding steps the halt and lame. 3 O who like thee so humbly bore
To hail their great Deliverer came The scorn, the scoffs of men, before?
O'er the cold grave he bowed his head, So meek, forgiving, godlike, high,
He spake the word, and raised the dead. So glorious in humility ?
4 Through paths of loving kindness led. 4 O in thy light be mine to go,
Where Jesus triumphed we would tread Illuming all my way of woe
To all, with willing hands dispense And give me ever on the road
The gifts of our benevolence. To trace thy footsteps, Son of God.
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4 Ride on, ride on in majesty 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer
The Father on his sapphire throne The desert thy temptations knew.
Expects his own anointed Son. Thy conflict and thy victory too.
5 Ride on, ride on in majesty 4 Be thou my pattern make me bear ;
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When sin in our hearts, its wild warfare
We fly to our Maker:-"Save, Lord, or we perish!" is waging,
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1 When gathering clouds around I view, 3 And, O, when I have safely passed
And days are dark, and friends are few. Through every conflict but the last.
On him I lean, who not in vain Still, still unchanging, watch beside
Experienced every human pain: My l3ed of pain, for thou hast died;
He sees my wants, allays my fears. Then point to realms of cloudless day,
And counts and treasures up my tears. And wipe the latest tear away.
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Now scornfully surrounded, With thorns, thine only crown iOsacred ; Head.what glory
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1 Bound upon tli' accursed tree, 3 Bound upon th' accursed tree.
Faint and bleeding, who is he? Sad and dying, who is he?
By the eyes so pale and dim, By the last and bitter cry
Streaming blood and writhing limb, In the final agony
By the flesh with scourges torn, By the baffled, burning thirst,
By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierced,
By the drooping, death-dewed brow, Crucified we know thee now
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Son of Man, 'tis thou! 'tis thou! Son of Man, 'tis thou 'tis thou !
2 Bound upon th' accursed tree. 4 Bound upon th' accursed tree,
Faint and bleeding, who is he ? Dread and awful, who is he?
By the prayer for them that slew, By the spoiled and empty grave.
" Lord, they know not what they do! By the souls he died to save.
By the promise, ere he died, By the conquest he hath won.
To the felon at his side. By the saints before his throne,
Lord, our suppliant knees we bow, By the rainbow round his brow
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4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
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1 Alas ! my Saviour bleed ?
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The debt of love I owe
2 Was it for crimes that I had done Here, Lord, I give myself away,
He groaned upon the tree ? 'Tis all that I can do.
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In glowing letters, "God is love And sweetens every bitter cup ;
He bears our sins upon the tree 3 The balm of life, the cure of woe.
He brings us mercy from above. The measure and the pledge of love,
2 The cross it takes our guilt away
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It holds the fainting spirit up; The angel's theme in heaven above.
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1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Flow to us from Christ, the Lord
Sounds aloud from Calvary *'It is finished!"
See it rends the rocks asunder,
! Saints, the dying words record.
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky
3Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs
"It is finished!"
Join to sing the pleasing theme
Hear the dying Saviour cry.
All on earth, and all in heaven.
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Do these charming words afford Hallelujah I
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PEMBROKE. IIS. A. S. SULLIVAN. 1842-19OI.
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" Wel-come, happy morning " age to age shall say ; Bell to-day is vanquished, Heav'n is won to - day
Lo ! the Dead is living, God for evermore ! Him their true Creator, all his works adore Welcome, happy morning, age to age
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1 The strife is o'er, the battle done 1 The rosy morn has robed the sky
The victory of life is won The Lord has risen with victory
O let the song of praise be sung. Let earth be glad, and raise the cry :
Alleluia. Alleluia.
2 The powers of death have done their worst, 2 The Prince of Life with death has striven,
But Christ their legions hath dispersed To cleanse the earth his blood has given
Let shouts of holy joy outburst. Has rent the vail, and opened heaven
Alleluia. Alleluia.
3 He closed the yawning gates of hell 3 And he, dear Lord, that with thee dies,
The bars from heaven's high portals fell And fleshly passions crucifies,
Let hymns of praise his triumphs tell. In body, like to thine, shall rise
Alleluia. Alleluia.
4 Lord, by the stripes which wounded thee, 4 O grant us, then, with thee to die,
From death's dread sting thy servants free, To spurn earth's fleeting vanity,
That we may live and sing to thee. And love the things above the sky
Alleluia. Alleluia.
I. The ros - y morn has robed the sky; The Lord has risen with
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1 Welcome, thou victor in the strife, 3 The dwellings of the just resound
Almighty now to save With songs of victory
To-day we triumph in thy life, For in the midst thou, Lord, art found,
Around thine empty grave. And bringest peace with thee.
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Fought the fight, the battle won Following our exalted head
Lo ! our Sun's eclipse is o'er Made like him, like him we rise :
Lo ! he sets in blood no more. Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.
I. Christ, the Lord, is risen to - day; Sons of men and an - gels say: Raise your joys and
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Death, yield up thy mighty prey; To his throne above the skies
See he rises from the tomb,
! Christ, the Lamb for sinners given.
Rises with immortal bloom. Enters now the highest heaven.
2 'Tis the Saviour seraphs, raise ; 2 There for him high triumph waits
Your triumphant shouts of praise Lift your heads, eternal gates
Let the earth's remotest bound He hath conquered death and sin.
Hear the joy-inspiring sound. Take the King of Glory in.
3 Lift, ye saints, lift up your eyes; 3 Lo, the heaven its Lord receives
Now to glory see him rise Yet he loves the earth he leaves
Hosts of angels on the road Though returning to his throne,
Hail and sing th' incarnate God. Still he calls mankind his own.
4 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, 4 Lord, though parted from our sight
Praise him with your golden lyres Far above the starry height,
Praise him in your noblest songs Grant our hearts may thither rise,
Praise him from ten thousand tongues Seeking thee above the skies.
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Lead us at last to thee.
1 Thou, Lord, art gone on high, 3 Thou, Lord, art gone on high;
To realms beyond the skies But thou shalt come again
And round thy throne unceasingly With all the bright ones of the sky
The songs of praise arise Attendant in thy train.
But we are lingering here, O by thy saving power.
With sin and care oppressed So make us live and die.
Lord, send thy promised Comforter, That we may stand, in that dread hour,
And lead us to our rest. At thy right hand on high.
The head that once was crowned with thorns Is crowned with glory now; A roy-al di-a-dem a-dorns The mighty Victor's brow.
1The head that once was crowned with thorns, 3 To them the cross, with all its sljame,
Is crowned with glory now; With all its grace, is given;
A royal diadem adorns Their name an everlasting name,
The mighty Victor's brow. Their joy the joy of heaven.
2 The joy of all who dwell above, 4 The cross he bore is life and health,
The joy of all below. Though shame and death to him.
To whom he manifests his love. His people's hope, his people's wealth,
And grants his name to know. Their everlasting theme.
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Gone to heaven, where mortal eye In the void which he has left,
Can not reach the radiant sky On this earth of him bereft.
Through the veil of time and space We have still his work to do,
Passed into the holiest place We can still his path pursue
All his toil and sorrow done, We can follow him below.
All the battle fought and won. And his bright example show.
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Onrflord is ris - en from the dead, And gone to realms of joy on high; The >
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There his tri - umph- al char-iot waits, And an gels chant the sol-emn lay : Lift np your heads, ye heaven- ly
1 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 3 Lo, his triumphal chariot waits,
And gone to realms of joy on high And angels chant the solemn lay
The powers of hell are captive led, Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates
Dragged to the portals of the sky. Ye everlasting doors, give way!
There his triumphal chariot waits, Who is the King of glory, who ? —
Andangels chant the solemn lay : The Lord of glorious power possest,
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates The King of saints and angels too,
Ye everlasting doors, give way I God over all, forever blest.
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I. He lives ! the great Re-deemer lives ! What joy the blest as-surance gives ! And now, be-
fore his Father, God, Pleads the full merits of his blood, Pleads the full mer-its of his blood.
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Of our High Priest above Our great High Priest above,
His heart is full of tenderness And celebrate his constant care
His bosom glows with love. And sympathizing love.
2 Touched Avith a sympathy within, 2 Though raised to heaven's exalted throne,
He knows our feeble frame Where angels bow around.
He knows what sore temptations mean, And high o'er all the hosts of light,
For he has felt the same. With matchless honors crowned,
8 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 3 The names of all his saints he bears,
Poured out his cries and tears, Deep graven on his heart
And in his measure feels afresh Nor shall the meanest Christian say
What every member bears. That he hath lost his part.
4 Then let our humble faith address 4 So, gracious Saviour, on our breasts
His mercy and his power May thy dear name be worn,
We shall obtain delivering grace A sacred ornament and guard,
In each distressing hour. To endless ages borne.
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GREEN HILL. C. M. D. GEO. C. STEBBJNf.
1. Thine arm, lord, in days of old Was strong to heal and save; It triumphed o'er dis- ease and death, O'er
dark ness and the grave ; To thee they went, the blind, the dumb. The palsied and the The lep-er with his
taint -ed life. The sick with fe-vered frame. Owned thee, the Lord of light
And now, O Lord, be near to bless.
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In crowded street, by restless couch,
As by Gennesareth's shore.
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1 Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old 3 Be thou our great Deliverer still,
Was strong to heal and save Thou Lord of life and death
It triumphed o'er disease and death, Restore and quicken, soothe and bless
O'er darkness and the grave With thine almighty breath.
To thee they went, the blind, the dumb, To hands that work and eyes that see
The palsied and the lame. Give wisdom's heavenly lore.
The leper with his tainted life, That whole and sick, and weak and strong,
The sick with fevered frame. May praise thee evermore.
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1 I'vefound the pearl of greatest price 3 Christ is my Peace : he died for me.
My heart doth sing for joy For me he gave his blood
And sing I must, for Christ is mine. And, as my wondrous sacrifice,
He shall my song employ. Offered himself to God.
2 Christ is my Prophet, Priest, and King: 4 Christ Jesus is my all in all,
My Prophet full of light; My comfort and my love
My great High Priest before the throne My life below, and he shall be
My King of heavenly might. My joy and crown above.
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PERRHYN. 8s, 7s, 7s. R. p. stewart. 1868.
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Sound the note of praise above Thine an everlasting crown
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices Nothing from thy love shall sever
Jesus reigns, the God of love: Those whom thou hast made thine own
See, he sits on yonder throne; Happy objects of thy grace.
Jesus rules the world alone. Destined to behold thy face.
2 Jesus, hail whose glory brightens! 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing
All above, and gives it worth Bring, O bring the glorious day,
Lord of life, thy smile enlightens. When, the awful summons hearing,
Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth Heaven and earth shall pass away
When we think of love like thine> Then, with golden harps we'll sing,
Lord, we own it love divine. "Glory, glory to our King."
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Great is thy name Jesus, our King, Saved by thy power.
Still through eternal years, Praise for thy wondrous love Led by thy gracious hand,
Thou art the same Gladly we sing. Kept every hour.
Changeless thy holy word, Love in thy diadem Thine shall the honor be.
True evermore. Shines evermore Thine evermore,
Thy name we glorify, Thy name we glorify, Thy name we glorify.
Thy name adore. Thy name adore. Thy name adore.
STELLA.. L. M. D. JAMES MILLAR 1782.
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The storm was loud, the night was dark;
The ocean yawned, and rudely bio wed
chorus breaks, From ev - ery host, from ey - ery gem The wind that tossed my foundering bark.
Deep horror then my vitals froze
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem
When suddenly a star arose,
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HENRY KIRKE WHITE. 1806.
From every host, from every gem I'll sing, first in night's diadem.
But one alone, the Saviour speaks Forever, and for evermore,
It is the Star of Bethlehem. The Star, the Star of Bethlehem
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1 Now for a tune of lofty praise 1 Whatequal honors shall w^e bring
To great Jehovah's equal Son To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,
Awake, my voice, in heavenly lays, When all the notes that angels sing
And tell the wonders he hath done. Are far inferior to thy name ?
2 Sing how he left the worlds of hght, 2 Worthy is he that once was slain,
And those bright robes
he wore above : The Prince of Hfethat groaned and died,
How swift and joyful was his flight, Worthy to rise, and live and reign
On wings of everlasting love. At his almighty Father's side.
3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, 3 Honor immortal must be paid,
Th' almighty Captive prisoner lay Instead of scandal and of scorn
Th' almighty Captive left the earth, While glory shines around his head.
And rose to everlasting day. He wears a crown without a thorn.
4 Among a thousand harps and songs, 4 Blessings forever on the Lamb,
Jesus, the God, exalted reigns Who bore the curse for wretched men
His sacred name fills all their tongues, Let angels sound his sacred name,
And echoes through the heavenly plains. And every creature say "Amen."
MISSIONARY CHANT. L. M. H. C. ZEUNER. 1795-1857.
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1 All hail the power of Jesus' name I 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
Let angels prostrate fall The wormwood and the gall
Bring forth the royal diadem, Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all. And crown him Lord of all.
2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, 5 Let every kindred, every tribe.
Whofrom his altar call On this terrestrial ball.
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all. And crown him Lord of all.
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''To be exalted thus:" The glories of our King,
''Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, We long to love as angels do,
" For he was slain for us." And wish like them to sing.
3 J esus is worthy to receive 3 And
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Honor and power divine Lord, teach our songs to rise
And blessings more than we can give. Thy love can raise our humble strain.
Be, Lord, forever thine. And bid it reach the skies.
4 The whole creation join in one 4 O, happy period glorious day !
To bless the sacred name When heaven and earth shall raise.
Of him who sits upon the throne. With all their powers, their raptured lay,
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He saves me from the grave. The Saviour died for me."
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4 Since from his bounty I receive Let God the Father, God the Son,
Such proofs of love divine, And Spirit be adored.
Had I a thousand hearts to give. Where there are works to make him known,
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1 Songs of praise the angels sang, 1 Now
begin the heavenly theme;
Heaven with hallelujahs rang, Sing aloud in Jesus' name
When Jehovah's work begun, Ye who his salvation prove.
When he spake, and it was done. Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears;
When the Prince of peace was born Banish all your guilty fears
Songs of praise arose when he See your guilt and curse remove,
Captive led captivity. Cancelled by redeeming love.
3 Saints below, with heart and voice. 3 Welcome, all by sin oppressed.
Still in songs of praise rejoice Welcome to his sacred rest
Learning here, by faith and love, Nothing brought him from above,
Songs of praise to sing above. Nothing but redeeming love.
4 Borne upon their latest breath, 4 Hither, then, your music bring;
Songs of praise shall conquer death Strike aloud each cheerful string
Then, amidst eternal joy. Mortals, join the host above.
Songs of praise their powers employ. Join to praise redeeming love.
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1 Jesiis, keep me near the cross Near the cross ! O Lamb of God,
There a precious fountain, Bring me;
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Free to all, a healing stream. Help me walk from day to day,
Flows from Calvary's mountain. With its shadow o'er me.
2 Near the cross, a trembling soul. Near the cross I'll watch and wait,
Love and mercy found me Hoping, trusting ever.
There the bright and morning star Till I reach the golden strand.
Sheds its beams around me. Just beyond the river.
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Child of sorrow and of woe, Breathe that My name in prayer. Ref.
It will joy and comfort give you,
Take it then where'er you go. Ref. 3 At the name of Jesus bowing,
Falling prostrate at his feet,
2 Take the name of Jesus ever, King of kings in heaven we'll crown him,
As a shield from every snare When our journey is complete. Ref.
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1 There is no name so sweet on earth, That all might see the reason we
No name so sweet in heaven, For evermore must love him. Ref.
The name before his wondrous birth,
To Christ the Saviour given. Ref. 3 So now, upon his Father's throne,
Almighty to release us
2 And when he hung upon the tree. From sin and pains, he ever reigns,
They wrote this name above him, The Prince and Saviour Jesus. Ref.
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3 Sinners in derision crowned him. O
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Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ;
Crown him, crown him,
Saints and angels crowd around him, King of kings and Lord of lords.
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Of Je-sus and his love. Tell me the sto-ry sim - ply, As to a lit- tie child,
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I. Glo-ry be to Jesus, Who in bitter pains Poured for me the life-blood From his sacred veins!
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find. Blest be his compas-sion, In - fi- nite-ly kind.
Blest be his compassion, But the blood of Jesus Louder still and louder
Infinitely kind. For our pardon cries. Praise the precious blood.
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I. 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give Un-to him v/ho on Jesus, his Son, will believe.
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Prepare new honors for his name, Salvation, glory, joy, remain
And songs before unknown. Forever on thy head
2 Let elders worship at his feet. 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood,
The church adore around, Hast set the prisoners free.
With vials full of odors sweet, Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And harps of sweeter sound, And we shall reign with thee.
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O could I sound the glories forth In which all-perfect, heavenly dress
Which in my Saviour shine My soul shall ever shine.
I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 3 I'd sing the characters he bears.
And vie with Gabriel while he sings And all the forms of love he wears.
In notes almost divine. Exalted on his throne
2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, In loftiest songs of sweetest praise,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt I would to everlasting days
Of sin and wrath divine! Make all his glories known.
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What awakes my lips to song ?
He who bore my sinful load,
Purchased for me peace with God
Jesus Christ, the Crucified.
3 Who is life, in life to me ?
Who the death of death will be ?
Who will place me on his right
With the countless hosts of light?
Jesus Christ, the Crucified.
1 Ask ye what great thing I know, 4 This is that great thing I know
That delights and stirs me so ? This delights and stirs me so
What the high reward I wiii ? Faith in him who died to save.
Whose the name I glory in ? Him who triumphed o'er the grave
Jesus Christ, the Crucified. Jesus Christ, the Crucified.
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And that shall kindle ours. And upward bid them rise,
And make the scales of error fall
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From reason's darkened eyes
1 Not all the outward forms on earth. 4 To chase the shades of death away,
Nor rites that God has given. And bid the sinner live
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth. A beam of heaven, a vital ray,
Can raise a soul to heaven. 'Tis thine alone to give.
DEVOTION, c. M. W. H DOANE.
1. Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given. Nor will of man, nor Wood, nor birth, Can raise a soul to heaven.
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His tender, last farewell, Soft as the breath of even,
A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed That checks each thought, that calms each fear,
With us to dwell. And speaks of heaven.
2 He came sweet influence to impart, 4 Spirit of purity and grace,
A gracious, willing guest, Our weakness, pitying, see :
While he can find one humble heart O make our hearts, thy dwelling-place,
Wherein to rest. More worthy thee.
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1 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,
Though I have done thee such despite; With light and comfort from above
Cast not a sinner quite away, Be thou our Guardian, thou our Guide;
Nor take thine everlasting flight. O'er every thought and step preside.
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1. O thou that hear-est prayer, At - tend our hum-ble cry. And let thy servants share
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I Gently lead us by the hand. Pilgrims in a des - ert land ; i Weary souls for-e'er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice,
D. c. Whisp'ring softly ,wand'rer, come ! Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
1 Holy Spirit, faithful Guide, When the storms are raging sore.
Ever near the Christian's side, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er—
Gently lead us by the hand, Whisper softly, wanderer, come!
Pilgrims in a desert land; Follow me, I'll guide thee home.
Weary souls fore'er rejoice. 3 When our days of toil shall cease,
While they hear that sweetest voice, Waiting still for sweet release,
Whisp'ring softly, wanderer, come! Nothing left but heaven and prayer,
Follow me, I'll guide thee home. Wondering if our names are there;
2 Ever present, truest Friend, Wading deep the dismal flood.
Ever near thine aid to lend. Pleading naught but Jesus' blood,
Leave us not to doubt and fear, Whisper softly, wanderer, come !
1 Come, Holy Spirit, come And kindle in our breasts the flame
Let thy bright beams arise Of never-dying love.
Dispel the sorrow from our minds. 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart,
The darkness from our eyes. To sanctify the soul.
2 Convince us all of sin To pour fresh in every part,
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Then lead to Jesus' blood, And new-create the whole.
And to our wondering view reveal 5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts;
The mercies of our God. Our minds from bondage free
3 Revive our drooping faith, Then shall we know and praise and love
Our doubts and fears remove, The Father, Son, and thee.
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2 Glory be to him who loved us. Thus its praise creation brings
Washed us from each spot and stain Hallelujah,
Glory be to him who bought us. Glory to the King of kings
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1. We give immortal praise For God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes a-
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For Jesus who died, and is now gone above.
2 We praise thee, O God, for thy Spirit of light
Who has shown us the Saviour, and scattered our night.
3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain,
Who hath borne all our sins, and has cleansed every stain.
4 Revive us again fill each heart with thy love
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3 'Tis here the Saviour's welcome voice 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine
Spreads heavenly peace around. For such a bright display.
And life and everlasting joys As makes a world of darkness shine
Attend the blissful sound. With beams of heavenly day.
4 O may these heavenly pages be 4 My soul rejoices to pursue
My ever-dear delight The steps of him I love,
And still new beauties may I see, Till glory break upon my view
And still increasing light. In brighter worlds above.
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In every star thy wisdom shines Makes his eternal counsels known :
But when our eyes behold thy word, Here love in all its glory shines.
We read thy name in fairer lines. And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
2 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 2 Here, sinners of an humble frame
Kound the whole earth, and never stand; May taste his grace, and learn his name;
So when thy truth began its race. May read, in characters of blood,
It touched and glanced on every land. The wisdom, power, and grace of God.
3 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest. 3 Here, faith reveals to mortal eyes
Till through the world thy truth has run A brighter world beyond the skies
Till Christ has all the nations blest Here shines the lightwhich guides our way
That see the light, or feel the sun. From earth to realms of endless day.
4 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 4 O grant us grace, almighty Lord,
Bless the dark world with heavenly light To read and mark thy holy word.
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Its truth with meekness to receive,
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. And by its holy precepts live.
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What light and joy its leaves afford Converts my soul, subdues my sin.
To souls benighted and distressed And gives a free but large reward.
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way 3Who knows the errors of his thoughts?
Tliy fear forbids my feet to stray My God, forgive my secret faults.
Thy promise leads my heart to rest. And from presumptuous sins restrain
2 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, Accept my poor attempts of praise.
And warn me where my danger lies That I have read thy book of grace.
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, And book of nature, not in vain.
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1 How sad our state by nature is 1 When wounded sore, the stricken soul
Our sin, how deep it stains Lies bleeding and unbound,
And Satan binds our captive minds One only hand, a pierced hand,
Fast in his slavish chains. Can heal the sinner's wound.
2 But, hark a voice of sovereign love
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Tis Christ's inviting word : And tears of anguish flow.
Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, One only heart, a broken heart,
And trust upon the Lord." Can feel the sinner's woe.
3 My soul obeys the almighty call, 3 When penitencehas wept in vain
And runs to this relief; O'er some dark spot within,
I would believe thy promise, Lord; One only stream, a stream of blood,
help my unbelief. Can wash away the sin.
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weak, and helpless worm, 4 Tis Jesus' blood that washes white.
On
thy kind arms I fall His hand that brings relief.
Be thou my strength and righteousness, His heart that knows our every joy.
My Saviour and my all. And feels our every grief.
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1How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 1 Not to condemn the sons of men.
From lips of gentleness and grace, Did Christ, the Son of God, appear;
When listening thousands gathered round, No weapons in his hands are seen
And joy and gladness filled the place No flaming sword nor thunder there.
2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 2 Such was the pity of our God,
To heaven he led his followers' way He loved the race of man so well,
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, He sent his Son to bear our load
Unveiling an immortal day. Of sins, and save our souls from hell.
3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word
3 ''Come, wanderers, to my Father's home.
: Trust in his mighty name, and live
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,
A thousand joys his lips afford.
Obey His hands a thousand blessings give.
thee, love thee, and be blest.
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4 Decay, then, tenements of dust; To God the Father, God the Son,
Pillars of earthly pride, decay And God the Spirit, Three in One,
A nobler mansion waits the just, Be honor, praise, and glory given,
And Jesus has prepared the way. By all on earth, and all in heaven
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Stand open night and day
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Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And every heart rejoice
And drive our wants away.
The trumpet of the gospel sounds,
With an inviting voice. 234 ISAAC WATTS. 1709.
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pine away and die. The spacious earth around,
Here you may quench your raging thirst While all the armies of the sky
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1 Thy works, not mine, O Christ, 3 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ,
Speak gladness to this heart Has borne the awful load
They tell me all is done Of sins that none could bear
They bid my fear depart But the incarnate God
To whom, save thee, Who canst alone To whom, save thee. Who canst alone
For sin atone. Lord, shall I flee? For sin atone. Lord, shall I flee ?
2 Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, 4 Thy death, not mine, O Christ,
Can heal my bruised soul Has paid the ransom due
Thy stripes, not mine, contain Ten thousand deaths like mine
The balm that makes me whole Would have been all too few
To whom, save thee. Who canst alone To whom, save thee, Who canst alone
For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee ? For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee?
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1 Look away to Jesus, Earthly joys are fleeting,
Soul by woe oppressed Going as they came.
'Twas for thee he suffered, Look away to Jesus,
Come to him and rest Evermore the same.
All thy griefs he carried.
3 When, amid the music
All thy sins he bore
Of the endless feast.
Look away to Jesus, Saints will sing his praises,
Trust him evermore.
Thine shall not be least;
2 Look away to Jesus, Then, amid the glories
When the skies are fair Of the crystal sea.
Calm seas have their dangers. Look away to Jesus,
Mariner, beware Through eternity.
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The Sovereign of the skies. In thine atoning blood
Stoop down to wretchedness and dust. By this are sinners saved from hell.
That guilty man might rise ? And rebels brought to God.
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RIVER OF LIFE. P. M. REV, ROBERT LOWRY.
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1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, 4 Ifl find him, if I follow.
Art thou sore distressed ? What his guerdon here?
" Come to me," saith One, "and, coming, Many a sorrow, many a labor,
Be at rest." Many a tear."
2 Hath he marks to lead me to him. 5 If I still hold closely to him.
If he be my Guide ? What hath he at last ?
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' Sorrow vanished, labor ended,
And his side." Jordan passed."
3 Is there diadem, as Monarch, 6 If I ask him to receive me.
That his brow adorns ? Will he say me nay ?
Yea, a crown, in very surety; " Not till earth, and not till heaven
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1 There is a line, by us unseen, 1 Amazing sight ! the Saviour stands
That crosses every path, And knocks at every door
That hidden boundary between Ten thousand blessings in his hands.
God's patience and his wrath. To satisfy the poor.
2 To pass that Umit is to die, 2 " Behold," he saith, " I bleed and die
To by stealth
die as if To bring you to my rest
It does not quench the beaming eye, Hear, sinners, while I'm passing by.
Nor pale the glow of health. And be forever blest.
3 How far may we go on to sin ? 3 "Will you despise my bleeding love.
Howlong will God forbear? And choose the way to hell ?
AVhere does hope end, and where begin Or, in the glorious realms above,
The confines of despair ? With me, forever dwell ?
4 An answer from the skies is sent, 4 " Say, will you hear my gracious voice,
''Ye that from God depart, And have your sins forgiven ?
While it is called to-day, repent, Or, will you make that wretched choice.
And harden not your heart." And bar yourselves from heaven?"
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Before his bar your spirits bring, Come, sinners, haste, O haste away,
And none be found to hear or save. While yet a pardoning God is found.
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2 Life is the hour that God has given, 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise
To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven, To bless thy long-deluded sight
The day of grace when mortals may This is the time O then be wise ;
Secure the blessings of the day. Thou wouldst be saved why not to-night? ;
4 Then what my
thoughts design to do. 4 Our blessed Lord refuses none
My hands, with your might, pursue
all Who would to him their souls unite
Since no device nor work is found, Then be the work of grace begun
Nor faith nor hope beneath the ground. Thou wouldst be saved why not to-night ?
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1 God calling yet shall I not hear ? ! 3 Rise, touched with gratitude divine,
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Turn out his enemy and thine
Shall life's swift passing years all fly, Turn out thy soul-enslaving sin.
And still my soul in slumbers lie? And let the heavenly stranger in.
2 God calling yet ! and shall he knock, 4 Admit him, ere his anger burn
And I my heart the closer lock ? His feet departed, ne'er return
He still is waiting to receive, Admit him, or the hour 's at hand
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ? You'll at his door rejected stand.
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They shall find rest who learn of me:
Vain world, farewell; from thee I part;
I'm of a meek and lowly mind
The voice of God hath reached my heart.
But passion rages like the sea.
1. " Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ; I'll give you rest from all your toils. And raise you to my heavenly home.
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Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern. O to the weary, faint, oppressed,
Whose hand can heal thy inward smart. How sweet the bidding, 'Come to me." '
8 Return, O wanderer, return 3 Come, for all else must fail and die;
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live Earth is no resting-place for thee
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn To heaven direct thy weeping eye,
How freely Jesus can forgive. I am thy portion come to me." ;
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To Christ, the fountain, come. O blest Redeemer, come.
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5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh. 5 Will ye not his grace receive?
Quickly to the Saviour fly Will ye still refuse to live?
Then shall peace thy spirit cheer O ye dying sinners, why.
Then in heaven shalt thou appear. Why will you forever die ?
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Wake, and o'er thy folly weep; From this hour redeem thy time ;
Eaise thy spirit, dark and dead; Life secure without delay
Jesus waits his light to shed. Evil is thy mortal day.
2 Wake from sleep arise from death ; 4 O then, rouse thee from thy sleep;
See the bright and living path ;
Wake, and o'er thy folly weep
Watchful, tread thy path be wise ; Jesus calls from death and night;
Leave thy folly seek the skies.
; Jesus waits to shed his light.
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2EBUL0N. H. M. DR, LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
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Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; Made his soul a sacrifice ;
See his body mangled, rent, While for sinful man he dies.
Covered with a gore of blood 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ?
Sinful soul, what hast thou done? Still to death thy Lord pursue?
Crucified th' eternal Son. Open all his wounds again?
2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, And the shameful cross renew ?
Driven the nails that fixed him there, No with all my sins I'll part
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Come the way to Zion's gate Owned, by joys the contrite know;
There,till mercy speaks within, Bought by love, and fife the price;
Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait Blest, the mighty debt to owe.
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Watch, for saving grace is nigh
From thy guarded breast shall flee
Wait, till heavenly grace appears. Fear, and shame, and doubts, and pains
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Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest!" Shame, from glory's view retire
Now within the gate rejoice. Doubt, in full belief, shall die
Safe, and owned, and bought, and blest Pain, in endless bliss, expire.
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Like the joys believers know ? Come and make my paths your choice;
Is thy path, of fading flowers, 1 will guide you to your home
Half so bright, so sweet, as ours ? Weary pilgrim, hither come.
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Hast thou still a refuge nigh ? Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Can, O
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Summon one more strong than death ? In remorse for guilt who mourn
4 Canst thou, in that awful day, 4 Hither come, for here is found
Fearless tread the gloomy way, Balm that flows for every wound.
Plead a glorious ransom given. Peace that ever shall endure.
Burst from earth, and soar to heaven ? Rest eternal, sacred, sure.
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D. c. He is a - ble, he is a - ble, He is willing, doubt no more.
Jesus ready stands to save you. On the bloody tree behold him
Full of pity, love, and power. Hear him cry before he dies,
He is able. ''It is finished;"
He is willing, doubt no more. Sinners, will not this suffice ?
2 Let not conscience make you linger, 4 Lo! the incarnate God, ascended,
Nor of fitness fondly dream Pleads the merit of his blood
All the fitness he requireth Venture on him, venture wholly;
Is to feel your need of him Let no other trust intrude
This he gives you None but Jesus
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. Can do helpless sinners good.
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The call of love divine ? Will hear the suppliant pray;
Shall God with tenderness invite, To-day, a Saviour's cleansiug blood
And gain no thought of thine ? Will wash thy guilt away.
2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve 4 But grace so dearly bought
The Spirit from thy breast, If yet thou wilt despise.
Till he thy wretched soul shall leave Thy fearful doom, with sorroAv fraught,
With all thy sins oppressed ? Will fill thee with surprise.
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Ye wand'rers, come Within these sacred walls 4 The Spirit calls to-day
ye benighted souls, To Jesus bow. Yield to his power
Why longer roam ?
3 To-day the Saviour calls O grieve him not away,
For refuge fly 'Tis mercy's hour.
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1 come,sinner,come,there's room for thee, 2 O come, thy Redeemer waits to-day,
Hark 'tis mercy's call
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O come aod receive salvation free, Now wash in his blood thy sins away,
Hark 'tis mercy's call.
! Hark ! 'tis mercy's call.
Ref. —O come and rest, come and rest, 3 Come, lay at his feet thy Y^^^ary soul.
Heavy-laden, guilt-oppressed Hark 'tis mercy's call !
O come and rest, come and rest, Thy faith in his name will make thee whole,
Hark ! 'tis mercy's call. Hark 'tis mercy's caU. !
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1 O for a glance of heavenly day, 3 But power divine can do the deed
To take this stubborn heart away, And, Lord, that power I greatly need;
And melt, with beams of love divine, Thy Spirit can from dross refine,
This heart, this frozen heart of mine And melt and change this heart of mine.
2 The rocks can rend; the earth can quake 4 O Breath of life, breathe on my soul I
The seas can roar the mountains shake ; On me let streams of mercy roll
Of feeling, all things show some sign, Now melt, with rays of love divine,
But this unfeeling heart of mine. This heart, this frozen heart of mine.
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4 O may thy love inspire my tongue ! 4 And when redeemed from sin and hell,
Salvation shall be all my song the ransomed throng I dwell, With all
And all my powers shall join to bless raptured song shall ever be, My
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. God hath been merciful to me !
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SHIRLEY REV. J. B. DYKES. 1823-1876.
1. Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee, lost and undone, for aid I flee; Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Open thine arms and take me io.
2 Pity and save my ruined soul; 4 What can I say thy grace to move 1
I. Show pity. Lord ; Lord, forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in theeP
COMING TO CHKIST.
BURLINGTON. C. M. J. F. BURROWES. 1787-1853.
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For none can perish there. Are terrors to my mind.
2 Thy promise is my only plea, 4 But if Immanuel's face appear.
With this I venture nigh My hope, my joy, begin
Thou callest burdened souls to thee. His name forbids my slavish fear
And such, O Lord, am I. His grace removes my sin
3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin.
By Satan sorely prest,
292 SAMUEL STENNETT. 1787.
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Unawed by shame or fear. In all its blackest hue.
Till a new object struck my sight, Such is the mystery of grace.
And stopped my wild career. It seals my pardon too.
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1. Andean! yet de - lay My little all to give? To tear my soul from earth away, And Jesus to re - ceive?
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1. thou that hearest when sinners cry, The' all ray crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, Bat blot their memory from thy book.
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1 O thou that hearest when sinners cry, 3 I can not live without thy light,
Though all my crimes before thee lie. Cast out and banished from thy sight;
Behold them not with angry look. Thy my God, restore,
holy joys,
But blot their memory from thy book. And guard me that I fall no more.
2 Create my nature pure within. 4 Tho' I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,
And form my soul averse to sin His help and comfort still afford.
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, And let a wretch come near thy throne,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart. To plead the merits of thy Son.
SAXONY. L. M. German.
. thou that hearest when sinners cry, TJio' all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book.
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1 O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith. That righteousness my robe shall be,
Wilt thou not save a soul from death That merit shall atone for me,
That casts itself on thee ? And bring me near to God.
1 have no refuge of my own,
3 Then save me from eternal death.
But fly to what my Lord hath done The spirit of adoption breathe,
And sufiered once for me.
His consolations send
2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead. By him some word of life impart.
His spotless righteousness I plead. And sweetly whisper to my heart
And his availing blood Thy Maker is thy Friend."
MERIBAH. C. p. M DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
I. O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith, Wilt thou not save a soul from death That
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\ Sinful tho' my heart be found.Let thy grace much more abound; In the rich-es of thy grace Finds my soul its rest -ing place.
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THE CHRISTIAN—TKUST.
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DUANE STREET. L. M. REV. J. COLES. 1792-1858
I. Je-sus, my all, to heaven is gone,— He, whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, ana
D. s. The King's highway of
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1 No more, my God, I boast uo more 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem
Of all the duties I have done All things but loss for Jesus' sake
1 quit the hopes I held before, O may my soul be found in him,
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To trust the merits of thy Son. And of his righteousness partake.
2 Now, for the love I bear his name, 4 The best obedience of my hands
What was my gain, I count my loss; Dares not appear before thy throne
My former pride I call my shame. But faith can answer thy demands
And nail my glory to his cross. By pleading what my Lord has done.
UXBRIDGE. L. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. I792-1872.
No more, my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done; I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son.
THE CHKISTIAN.
NORWOOD. S. M. Arr. from swiss melody.
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Wait thou his time so shall this night Secure of having thee in all,
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That caused thy needless fear. We are not far from home
And nearer to our house above
311 HENRY FRANCIS LYTE. 1834. We every moment come.
1 My spirit on thy care. 3 His grace will to the end
Blest Saviour, I recline Stronger and brighter shine
Thou wilt not leave me to despair, Nor present things, nor things to come,
For thou art love divine. Siiall quench the spark divine.
1. Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take, Loud to the praise of love divine Bid every string a-wake.
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I. Je - sus, still lead on, Till our rest be won And although the way be cheerless
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"AO Tr. by jane borthwick. 1853.
1. While my Redeemer's near, My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear : My wants are all sup-plied.
THE CHRISTIAN.
AURELIA. 7s, 6s. D. S. S. WESLEY. 1810-1876.
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My heart is dead within : I need the cleansing fountain Where I can always flee, The blood of
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To guide my doubting footsteps,
315 FREDERICK WHITFIELD. 861.
To be my strength and stay.
1 I need thee, precious Jesus, 3 I need thee, blessed Jesus
For I am full of sin ;
I need a friend like thee,
My soul is dark and guilty. A friend to soothe and pity,
My heart is dead within A friend to care for me.
I need the cleansing fountain I need the heart of Jesus
Where I can always flee, To feel each anxious care,
The blood of Christ most precious, To tell my every trial.
The sinner's perfect plea. And all my sorrows share.
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of clear shining To cheer it aft-er rain. And find it ever new.
Set free from present sorrow.
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Let the unknown to-morrow
Bring with it what it may.
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2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou the night is gone
Shouldst lead me on And with the morn those angel faces smile
I loved to choose and see my path but now Which I have loved long since, and lost ;
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1 O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen. 4 Though faith and hope are often tried,
Since on thine arm thou bidst me lean. I ask not, need not, aught beside;
Help me, throughout life's changing scene. So safe, so calm, so satisfied.
By faith to cling to thee. The soul that clings to thee*
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BREMEN. C. P. M. DR. T. HASTINGS. 1784-1871.
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1 Weary of earth, and laden with mysin, 3 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear
1 look at heaven and long to enter in His are the hands stretched out to draw
But there no evil thing may find a me near,
home; And his the blood that can for all atone,
And yet I hear a voice that bids me And set me faultless there before the
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2 Sinful I am how dare I hope to stand 4 O great Absolver! grant my soul may
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1 Simply trusting every day. 3 Singing, if my way is clear;
Trusting through a stormy way Praying, if the path is drear ;
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THE CHETSTIAN.
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1 Saviour, more than life to me, 2 Through this changing world below.
I am clinging, clinging close to thee Lead me gently, gently as I go
Let thy precious blood applied, Trusting thee, I can not stray,
Keep me ever, ever near thy side. I can never, never lose my way.
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Let me feel thy cleansing power Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er
May thy tender love to me, Till my soul is lost in love.
Bind me closer, closer, Lord, to thee. In a brighter, brighter world above.
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THE CHKISTIAN—TRUST.
SERENITY. C. M. W. V. WALLACE. 1815-1866.
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To bring the Lord Christ down Within the veil, and see
In vain we search the lowest deeps. The saints above, how great their joys,
For him no depths can drown. How bright their glories be.
2 The healing of the seamless dress 2 Once they were mourning here below,
Is by our beds of pain And bathed their couch with tears
We touch him in life's throng and press. They wrestled hard, as we do now,
And we are whole again. With sins and doubts and fears.
3 Through him the first fond prayers are said 3 I ask them whence their victory came;
Our lips of childhood frame They, with united breath.
The last low whispers of our dead Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Are burdened with his name. Their triumph to his death.
4O Lord and Master of us all, 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod
Whate'er our name or sign, His zeal inspired their breast
We own thy sway, we hear thy call, And, following their incarnate God,
We test our lives by thine Possessed the promised rest.
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1 Thee will I love, my strength, my tower 3 Ah, why did I so late thee know,
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown Thee, lovelier than the sons of men?
Thee will I love with all my power. Ah, why did I no sooner go
In all my works, and thee alone; To thee, the only ease of pain ?
Thee will I love till sacred fire Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn
Fill my whole soul with pure desire. That I to thee so late did turn.
1. 1 would love thee, God and Father, My Redeemer, and ray King ; 1 would love thee ; for, without thee, Life is but a bitter thing.
1 I would love thee, God and Father, 3 I would love thee look upon me ;
LOVE.
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1 My God ! I love thee, not because 1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen
I hope for heaven thereby That radiant form of thiue
Nor yet because, if I love not, The veil of sense hangs dark between
I must forever die. Thy blessed face and mine.
2 Thou, O my Jesus! thou didst me 2 I see thee not, I hear thee not,
Upon the cross embrace Yet art thou oft with me
For me didst bear the nails and spear, And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot
And manifold disgrace. As where I meet with thee.
3 Then why, O blessed J esus Christ 3 Like some bright dream that comes unsought
Should I not love thee well ? When slumbers o'er me roll,
Not for the sake of winning heaven, Thine image ever fills my thought.
Nor of escaping hell. And charms my ravished soul.
4 Not with the hope of gaining aught 4 Yet though I have not seen, and still
Not seeking a reward Must rest in faith alone,
But as thyself has loved me, I love thee, dearest Lord, and will.
O ever-loving Lord Unseen, but not unknown.
5 E'en so I love thee, and will love. 5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal,
And in thy praise will sing And still this throbbing heart.
Solely because thou art my God, The rending veil shall thee reveal,
And my eternal King. All-glorious as thou art.
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Higher than the heights above, These thy frail and trembling sheep;
Deeper than the depths beneath, Safe alone beneath thy care,
Free and faithful, strong as death." Let us all thy goodness share.
4 Lord, it is my chief complaint 4 Thine forever thou our Guide !
That my love is weak and faint All our wants by thee supplied,
Yet I love thee, and adore All our sins by thee forgiven,
O for grace to love thee more Lead us. Lord, from earth to heaven.
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More love to thee More love, O Christ, to thee,
Hear thou the prayer I make, More love to thee !
On bended knee
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This is my earnest plea,
Whisper thy praise
More love, O Christ, to thee,
This be the parting cry
More love to thee! My heart shall raise.
2 Once earthly joy I craved. This still its prayer shall be,
Sought peace and rest; More love, O Christ, to thee,
Now thee alone I seek, More love to thee
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FRIENDSHIP. L. M. A. MESSINGER.
I. Je - sus, thou joy of lov - ing hearts, Thou Fount of life, thou Light of men,
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1 Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts, 1 Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free,
Thou Fount of life, thou Light of men, What need I that is not in thee ?
From the best bliss that earth imparts. Full pardon, strength to meet the day,
We turn unfilled to thee again. And peace which none can take away.
2 We taste thee, O thou living bread! 2 Doth sickness fill the heart with fear ?
And long to feast upon thee still 'Tis sweet to know that thou art near.
We drink of thee, the fountain-head. Am I with dread of justice tried?
And thirst our souls from thee to fill. 'Tis sweet to feel that Christ hath died.
3 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, 3 In life, thy promises of aid
Where'er our changeful lot is cast Forbid my heart to be afraid
Glad when thy gracious smile we see, In death, peace gently vails the eyes;
Blest when our faith can hold thee fast. Christ rose, and I shall surely rise.
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1 Trembling before thine awful throne, 1 O, happy day, that fixed my choice
O Lord I in dust my sins I own : On thee, my Saviour and my God I
J ustice and mercy for my life Well may this glowing heart rejoice.
Contend ; O smile and heal the strife And tell its raptures all abroad.
2 The Saviour smiles upon my soul ! 2 'Tis done, —the great transaction's done
New tides of hope tumultuous roll I am my Lord's, and he is mine
His voice proclaims my pardon found. He drew me, and I followed on.
Seraphic transport wings the sound. Rejoiced to own the call divine.
3 Earth has a joy unknown in heaven, 3 Now rest, my long-divided heart,
The new-born peace of sin forgiven Fixed on this blissful center, rest
Tears of such pure and deep delight, Here have I found a nobler part,
Ye angels, never dimmed your sight. Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.
4 Though I amid your choirs shall shine. 4 High heaven that hears the solemn vow,
And all your knowledge will be mine; That vow renewed shall daily hear
Ye on your harps must lean to hear Till in life's latest hour I bow.
A secret chord that mine will bear. And bless in death a bond so dear.
HAPPY DAY. L. M E. F. RIMBAtJLT. 1816-1876.
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NORTHFIELD. C. M. J. TNGALLS. 1764-1828.
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The life of my delights, thy boast to come,
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The glory of my brightest days, The glory of thy light to find
And comfort of my nights! In darkest spots a home.
2 In darkest shades, if he appear. 4 The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross
My dawning is begun Seem trifles less than light
He is my soul's bright morning star. Earth looks so little and so low
And he my rising When faith shines full and
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3 The opening heavens around me shine 5 O happy, happy that I am !
l.OL ord, if in the b )ok of life, My worl hless name sha 1 stand. In fa irest char-ac-ters inscri )ed By thine unerring h md,
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And let your joys be known For they shall see their God
Join in a song of sweet accord. The secret of the Lord is theirs
And thus surround the throne. Their soul is Christ's abode.
2 Let those refuse to sing 2 The Lord, who left the heavens,
Who never knew our God Our life and peace to bring,
But children of the heavenly King To dwell in lowliness with men,
May speak their joys abroad. Their pattern and their King ;
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1 Know, my soul, thy full salvation 2 Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Rise o'er sin and fear and care Armed by faith, and winged by prayer
Joy to find, in every station. Heaven's eternal day's before thee
Something still to do or bear God's own hand shall guide thee there
Think what Spirit dwells within thee Soon shall close thy earthly mission
Think what Father's smiles are thine Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days
Think what Jesus did to win thee : Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
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HAPPINESS, ns, gs. WESTERN MELODY.
1. O how hap-py are they Who their Saviour o-bey. And have laid up their treasure above!
Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of soul in its ear - li - est love.
C. WESLEY. 1749.
1. Children of the heavenly King, As ye jonrney, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's \Forthy praise, Glorious in iis works a nd ways.
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Through this gloomy vale of tears In the hour when death draws near,
And, O Lord, in mercy give us Suffer not our hearts to languish,
Thy rich grace in all our fears. Suffer not our souls to fear.
O refresh us, O refresh us. O refresh us, refresh us,
Traveling through this wilderness. Traveling through this wilderness.
2 When temptation's darts assail us, 4 When this mortal life is ended,
When in devious paths we stray, Bid us in thine arms to rest.
Let thy goodness never fail us, Till, by angel bands attended,
Lead us in thy perfect way. We awake among the blest.
O refresh us, O refresh us, O refresh us, O refresh us,
TraveUng through this wilderness. Traveling through this wilderness.
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THE CHRISTIAN.
DRAW ME NEARER. P. M. W. H. DOANE.
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1 Love divine, all love excelling, 2 Breathe, O breathe thy Holy Spirit
Joy of heaven, to earth come down 1 Into every troubled breast
Fix in us thy humble dwelling Let us all thy grace inherit^
All thy faithful mercies crown. Let us find thy promised rest;
Jesus, thou art all compassion, Take away the love of sinning
Pure, unbounded love thou art; Take our load of guilt away
Visit us with thy salvation. End the work of thy beginning
Enter every trembling heart Bring us to eternal day.
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Make me gentle as a dove Let my Saviour dwell in me.
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Pilgrim in this world below
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Poor in spirit would I be, May I rest me by his side,
Let my Saviour dwell in me. Where the tranquil waters glide,
2 If he hears the raven's cry. Born of him, through grace renewed.
If his ever-watchful eye By his love my will subdued,
Marks the sparrows when they fall, Rich in faith I still would be,
Surely he will hear my call. Let my Saviour dwell in me.
MORE LIKE JESUS. 7s. D. W. H. DOANE.
I. More like Jesus would I be, Let my Saviour dwell in me ; Fill my soul with peace and love,
D. s. Poor in spir - it would I be,
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BERA. L. M. J. E. GOULD. 1822-1875.
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And learn the height and breadth and length Hath joys substantial and sincere
Of thine eternal love and grace. When shall I wake and find me there ?
3 Now to the God whose power can do 3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode
More than our thoughts and wishes know. I shall be near and like my God
Be everlasting honors done, And flesh and sin no more control
By all the church, through Christ his Son. The sacred pleasures of the soul.
369 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
CHARLES WESLEY. I742.
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound.
1 Othat my load of sin were gone Then burst the chains with sweet surprise.
Othat I could at last submit And in my Saviour's image rise.
At Jesus' feet to lay it down.
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet 1 371 ANNE STEELE. 1760.
2 Rest for my soul I long to find 1 Jesus demands this heart of mine
Saviour of all, if mine thou art. Demands my wish, my joy, my care;
Give me thy meek and lowly mind, Biit, ah how dead to things divine.
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And stamp thine image on my heart. How cold, my best affections are
8 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 2 'Tis sin, alas with dreadful power,
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Thy light and easy burden prove Dividec m;. Saviour from my sight
The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, O for one happy, shining hour
The labor of thy dying love. Of sacred freedom, sweet delight!
4 I would, but thou must give the power : 3 O let thy love shine forth and raise
My heart from every sin release My captive powers from sin and death,
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill my heart and life with praise,
And fill me with thy perfect peace. And tune my last expiring breath.
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I would obey the voice divine. Transfuse it through my inmost frame,
And all inferior joys resign. And mold me wholly to thy mind.
4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn ; 4 Thy love, in suflerings, be my peace
Let noise and vanity be gone; Thy love, in weakness, make me strong
In secret silence of the mind And, when the storms of life shall cease,
My heaven, and there my God, I find. Thy love shall be in heaven my song.
LUTHER'S CHANT. L. M. H. C. ZEUNER. 1795-1852.
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NAOMI DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1874.
I. Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace, let this pe- ti-tion rise :
The blessings of thy grace impart. Then would my hours glide sweet away.
And make me live to thee.
While leaning on his word.
3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live
Mylife and death attend Anew from day to day,
Thy presence through my journey shine, In joys the world can never give,
And crown my journey's end. Nor ever take away.
375 WILLIAM COWPER. 1779.
3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my heart,
3 Whatpeaceful hours I then enjoyed 2 The day dark, the night is long,
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How sweet their memory still Unblest with thoughts of thee,
But they have left an aching void And dull to me the sweetest song,
The world can never fill. Unless its theme thou be.
4 Return, O Holy Dove, return. 3 So all day long, and all the night.
Sweet messenger of rest; Lord, let thy presence be,
I hate the sins that made thee mourn, Mine air, my breath, my shade, my light,
And drove thee from my breast. Myself absorbed in thee.
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DOWNS. C. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
1. for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free; A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me.
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Thybetter portion trace Pants to view his glorious face,
Rise from transitory things Upward tends to his abode,
T'ward heaven, thy native place To rest in his embrace.
Sun and moon and stars decay 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ;
Time shall soon this earth remove Press onward to the prize
Rise, my soul, and haste away
Soon our Saviour will return.
To seats prepared above. Triumphant in the skies
2 Rivers to the ocean run, Yet a season, and you know
Nor stay in all their course Happy entrance will be given.
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun All our sorrows left below,
Both speed them to their source : And earth exchanged for heaven.
DULCIMER. IIS, 8s. FREEMAN LEWIS. 1780-1859.
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1 thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, 4 my dear Saviour, the Hght of thy face,
Restore,
On whom in affliction I call, Thysoul-cheering comfort impart.
My comfort by day and my song in the night, And let the sweet tokens of pardoning grace
My hope, my salvation, my all Bring joy to my desolate heart.
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1 How tedious and tasteless the hours 3 Content with beholding his face,
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all to his pleasure resigned,
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, No changes of season or place
Have all lost their sweetness with me. Would make any change in my mind.
The midsummer sun shines but dim While blest with a sense of his love,
The fields strive in vain to look gay A palace a toy would appear;
But when I am happy in him, And prisons would palaces prove,
December's as pleasant as May. If Jesus would dwell with me there.
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yields the richest perfume, 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine.
And sweeter than music his voice; If thou art my sun and my song,
His presence disperses my gloom, Say, why do I languish and pine ?
And makes all within me rejoice : And why are my winters so long ?
I should, were he always thus nigh, O drive these dark clouds from my sky
Have nothing to wish or to fear; Thy soul-cheering presence restore
No mortal so happy as I Or take me unto thee on high,
My summer would last all the year. Where winter and clouds are no more.
SUBMISSION. C. M. T. J. COOK. 1826-1876.
1. Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend; As such I look to thee ; Now in the fullness of thy love, Lord, re-mem-ber mc.
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As such I look to thee And then remember me.
Now in the fullness of thy love, 3 Lord, I am guilty, I am vile,
O Lord, remember me.
But thy salvation's free
2 Kemember thy pure word of grace, I
Then, in thine all-abounding grace,
Remember Calvary; I
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Where might find
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Td spread my wants before his face, To God unbosom your complaints,
And pour my woes abroad. And then inquire his will.
2 I'd tell him how my sins arise 4 A throne of grace we yet shall need
What
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How grace decays, and comfort dies, A Saviour, too, to intercede,
lis here I find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise.
DearFather,to thy mer-cy-seat M^y soul far shelter flies:
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1 Lord, when we bow before thy throne, Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,
And our confessions pour, Unuttered or expressed,
O may we feel the sins we own The motion of a hidden fire,
And hate what we deplore. That trembles in the breast.
2 Our contrite spirits, pitying, see; 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
True penitence impart The falling of a tear.
And let a healing ray from thee The upward glancing of an eye,
Beam hope on every heart. When none but God is near.
3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
O let our wills resign, That infant lips can try;
And not a thought our bosom share Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
Which is not wholly thine. The Majesty on high.
4 Let faith each meek petition fill, 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
And waft it to the skies. The Christian's native air.
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness, still His watchword at the gates of death
That grants it, or denies. He enters heaven with prayer.
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RETREAT. L. DR. THOS. HASTINGS. 1784-I?72.
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1 Jesus, who knows full well 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear
The heart of every saint, His chosen when they cry
Invites us all our grief to tell, Yes, though he may awhile forbear,
To pray and never faint. He'll help them from on high.
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None can ever ask too much. Lord, that mercy came to me.
3 With my burden I begin 3 Thou hast helped in every need
Lord, remove this load of sin This emboldens me to plead
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, After so much mercy past,
Set my conscience free from guilt. Canst thou let me sink at last ?
4 Lord, I come to thee for rest; 4 No I must maintain my hold
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SWEET HOUR. L. M, D. W. B. BRADBURY. 1816-1863.
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Engage the waiting souls to bless; I view my home, and take my flight:
And since he bids me seek his face, This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise
Believe his word and trust his grace, To seize the everlasting prize
I'll cast on him my every care, And shout, while passing through the air,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer.
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Ev-ery thing to God in prayer O, what peace ! we often forfeit, O, what needless pain we bear,
Ev-ery thing to God in prayer
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1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 1 Awake, our away, our fears;souls;
And gird the gospel armor on Let every trembling thought be gone;
March to the gates of endless joy. Awake, and run the heavenly race.
Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. And put a cheerful courage on.
2 Hell and thy sins resistthy course 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
But hell and sin are vanquished foes And mortal spirits tire and faint;
Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross, But they forget the mighty God
And sung the triumph when he rose. Who feeds the strength of every saint.
3 Then let my soul march boldly on, 3 From thee, the overflowing spring.
Press forward to the heavenly gate Our souls shall drink a full supply
There peace and joy eternal reign, While those who trust their native strength
And glittering robes for conquerors wait. Shall melt away and droop and die.
4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 4 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
And triumph in almighty grace, We'll mount aloft to thine abode
While all the armies of the skies On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. Nor tire amid the heavenly road.
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His strength shall bear thy spirit up, How canst thou want if he provide,
And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm. Or lose thy way with such a guide ?
3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame 3 Did ever trouble yet befall.
Nor let thy foolish pride rebel And he refuse to hear thy call ?
Thy Lord for thee the cross endured. He, who has helped thee hitherto,
To save thy soul from death and hell. Will help thee all thy journey through.
4 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, 4 Though rough and thorny be the road,
Nor think till death to lay it down home apace to God
It leads thee
For only he who bears the cross, Then count thy present trials small.
May hope to wear the glorious crown. For heaven will make amends for all.
KENT. L. M. JOHANN F. LAMPE. 1703-1751.
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WORDSWORTH. L. M. D. JOSEPH BARNBY. 1868.
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1 Arm these thy soldiers, mighty Lord, Enrich that temple's holy shrine
With shield of faith, and Spirit's sword; With sevenfold gifts of grace divine,
Forth to the battle may they go, With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless,
And boldly fight against the foe. Strength, counsel, fear, and godliness.
With banner of the cross unfurled, 3 O Trinity in unity
And by it overcome the world One only God, and persons three
And so at last receive from thee In whom through whom, by whom we live.
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The palm and crown of victory. To thee we praise and glory give
2 Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come. O grant us so to use thy grace,
And make thy servants' hearts thy home That we may see thy glorious face.
May each a living temple be And ever with the heavenly host
Hallowed forever, Lord, to thee Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
D. c. Turn and look upon me, lord, And break my heart of stone.
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EMULATION. C. M. D. DR. H. S. CUTLER.
The Son of God goes forth to war, A king-ly crown to gain His blood-red banner
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2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye They climbed the steep ascent of heaven
Could pierce beyond the grave. Through peril, toil, and pain
Who saw his Master in the sky. O God, to us may grace be given
And called on him to save : To follow in their train
1 Jesus, let thy pitying eye Give what I have long implored,
Call back a wandering sheep A portion of thy grief unknown ;
False to thee, like Peter, I Turn and look upon me. Lord,
Would fain like Peter weep. And break my heart of stone.
Let me be by grace restored
3 See me, Saviour ! from above,
On me be all long-suffering shown Nor suffer me to die
Turn and look upon me. Lord,
Life and happiness and love
And break my heart of stone. Drop from thy gracious eye
2 Saviour, Prince enthroned above.
! Speak the reconciling word.
Repentance to impart. And let thy mercy melt me down
Give me, through thy dying love, Turn and look upon me. Lord,
The humble, contrite heart And break my heart of stone.
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CHRISTMAS. C. M. G. F. HANDEL. 1685-1759.
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1 Awake, my soul ; stretch every nerve, 1 Am I a soldier of the cross,
And press with vigor on A follower of the Lamb ?
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And shall I fear to own his cause.
And an immortal crown. Or blush to speak his name ?
3 'Tis God's all animating voice 3 Are there no foes for me to face ?
That calls thee from on high Must I not stem the flood ?
*Tis his own hand presents the prize Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To thine uplifted eye ;
To help me on to God ?
4 That prize, with peerless glories bright. 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign
Which shall new luster boast. Increase my courage. Lord;
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Shall blend in common dust. Supported by thy word.
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And to thy armor cling That Satan's hand may throw
With girded loins the call obey His arrow can not reach thy heart,
That grace and mercy bring. If Christ control the bow.
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The man who in the Saviour trusts, Tread all the powers of darkness down,
Is more than conqueror. And win the well-fought day.
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Lift high his royal banner, Where duty calls or danger,
It must not suffer loss Be never wanting there.
From victory unto victory
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His army shall be led,
The not be long;
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Till every foe is vanquished,
This day the noise of battle,
And Christ is Lord indeed.
The next the victor's song
2 Stand up !
—stand up for Jesus To him that overcometh,
Stand in his strength alone A
crown of life shall be
The arm of flesh will fail you ;
He with the King of glory
Ye dare not trust your own : Shall reign eternally.
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Long we shall not dwell below Christ will also conquer these
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427 Tr. CATHERINE WINKWORTH. 1863.
1 If thou but suffer God to guide thee, 3 Only be still and wait his leisure
And hope in him through all thy ways, In cheerful hope, with heart content
He'll give thee strength whate'er betide thee. To take whate'er thy Father's pleasure
And bear thee through the evil days. And all -discerning love hath sent;
Who trusts in God's unchanging love. No doubt our inmost wants are known
Builds on the Rock that can not move. To him who chose us for his own.
2 What can these anxious cares avail 4 Sing, pray, and keep his ways un-
thee, swerving,
The never-ceasing moans and sighs? So do thine own part faithfully.
What can it help, if thou bewail thee, And trust his word, though undeserving,
O'er each dark moment as it flies ? Thou yet shall find it true for thee
Our cross and trials do but press God never yet forsook at need
The heavier for our bitterness. The soul that trusted him indeed.
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Bright shall the crown of glory be, But choose thou for me, O my God,
When we have borne the cross. So shall I walk aright.
3 Bright is their glory now, 4 Not mine, not mine the choice,
Boundless their joy above. In things or great or small
Where, on the bosom of their God, Be thou my guide, my guard, my strength,
They rest in perfect love. My wisdom, and my all.
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J. My Je - sus, as thou wilt I O may thy will be mine ! In - to thy hand of love I would my
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Through sorrow, or through joy, Conduct me as thine own, And help me
1. My times are in thy IianJ ! My God; I wish them there My life, my soul, my all, I leave En - tire - ly to thy care.
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1My times are in thy hand 3My times are in thy hand
My God, I wish them there Why should I doubt or fear?
My life, my soul, my all, I leave My Father's hand will never cause
Entirely to thy care. His child a needless tear.
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, The hand my many sins have pierced
As best may seem to thee. Is now my guard and guide.
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WARING. C. M. 61. REV. J. B. DYKES. 1823-1876.
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3 Healways wins who sides with God, 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms
To him no chance is lost Than he went through before
God's will is sweetest to him when No one into his kingdom comes,
It triumphs at his cost. But through his opened door.
4 When obstacles and trials seem 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet
Like prison walls to be, Thy blessed face to see
I do the little I can do, For thy work on earth be sweet,
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And leave the rest to thee. What will thy glory be ?
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TALLIS* CANON. L. M. THOMAS TALLIS. 1529-1585,
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1. My gra - cious Lord, I own thy right To ev - ery serv-ice can pay.
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1 My gracious Lord, I own thy right 2 Your streams were floating me along
To every service I can pay. Down to the gulf of dark despair
And call it my supreme delight And while I listened to your song,
To hear thy dictates, and obey. Your streams had e'en conveyed me there.
2 What is my being but for thee. 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
Its sure support, its noblest end ? That w^arned me of that dark abyss,
'Tis my delight thy face to see. That drew me from those treacherous seas,
And serve the cause of such a friend. And bade me seek superior bliss.
3 I would not sigh for worldly joy. 4 Now to the shining realms above
Or to increase my worldly good. I stretch my
hands and glance my eyes
Nor future days nor powers employ O for the pinions of a dove,
To spread a sounding name abroad. To bear me to the upj)er skies
4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live. 441 ISAAC WATTS. 1707.
To him who for my ransom died
1 So our lips and lives express
let
Nor could all worldly honor give
The holy gospel we profess
Such bliss as crowns me at his side.
So let our works and virtues shine,
5 His work my hoary age shall bless. To prove the doctrine all divine.
When youthful vigor is no more 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
And my last hour of life confess The honors of our Saviour God,
His saving love, his glorious power.
When his salvation reigns within,
440 ISAAC WATTS. ] 709.
And grace subdues the power of sin.
1 I send the joys of earth away 3 Eeligion bears our spirits up,
Away, ye tempters of the mind. While we expect that blessed hope,
False as the smooth, deceitful sea. The bright appearance of the Lord,
And empty as the whistling wind. And faith stands leaning on his word.
1. So let our lips aud li^es express The holj gosp I we profe s ; So let c ur works and \ irtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
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1 When I survey the wondrous cross 3 Thine would I live, thine would I die.
On which the Prince of glory died, Be thine through all eternity
My richest gain I count but loss, The vow is past beyond repeal,
And pour contempt on all my pride. Now will I set the solemn seal.
2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should boast, 4 Do thou assist a feeble worm
Save in the death of Christ, my God The great engagement to perform
All the vain things that charm me most, Thy grace can full assistance lend,
I sacrifice them to his blood. And on that grace I dare depend.
3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet. AAAjt Tr. MRS.
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1820,
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Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet.
1 O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ?
And fix my frail, inconstant heart ;
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And for thy life gave up his own. That I no more revere his name.
3 Eternal truth and mercy shine
In him, and he himself is thine
3 Ashamed of Jesus!
When I've no guilt to wash away
— yes, I may,
And canst thou, then, with sin beset, No tears to wipe, no good to crave,
Such charms, such matchless charms, forget ? No fears to quell, no soul to save.
4 O no till life itself depart.
; 4 Till then, —nor is my boasting vain,
His name shall cheer and warm my heart Tillthen I boast a Saviour slain
And, lisping this, from earth I'll rise, And O, may this my glory be.
And join the chorus of the skies. That Christ is not ashamed of me.
WOODWORTH. L. M. W. B. BRADBURY. 1816-1868.
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NORMANBY. C. M. RICHARD REDHEAD. 1820 —
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1. I'm thine, Lord, and thine alone, I'm thine by ev-ery tie ;
By duty's claims, by love's glad choice, For thee to live or die.
1 Pm thine, O
Lord, and thine alone, 1 Ye men and angels, witness now,
I'm thine by every tie ;
Before the Lord we speak
By duty's claims, by love's glad choice, To him we make our solemn vow,
For thee to live or die. A vow we dare not break
2 There's not an angel blest in heaven 2 That long as life itself shall last,
So bound to thee as I Ourselves to Christ we yi^eld
To them thy love its gifts has given, Nor from his cause will we depart,
For me love's self did die. Or ever quit the field.
3 My life, my time, my strength, my all, 3 We trust not in our native strength.
I'd hold and spend for thee But on his grace rely
O set my heart as free from earth May he, with our returning wants.
As saints in glory be. All needful aid supply.
4 With single eye and fervent heart 4 O
guide our doubtful feet aright,
Let this poor life be spent And
keep us in thy ways
Eager to use for thy great name And, while we turn our vows to prayers,
Whatever thou hast lent. Turn thou our prayers to praise.
MAITLAND. C. M. GEORGE N. ALLEN. 1812-1877.
Must Jesus bear the cross alone. And all the world go free ? No : there's a cross for every one, And there's a cross for me.
1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 1 And must I part with all I have,
And all the world go free ? My dearest Lord, for thee?
No there's a cross for every one,
: It is but right, since thou hast done
And there's a cross for me. Much more than this for me
2 How happy are the saints above, 2 Yes, let go one look from thee
it ;
Who once went sorrowing here Will more than make amends
But now they taste unmingled love, For all the losses I sustain,
And joy without a tear. Of honor, riches, friends.
3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 3 Saviour of souls, could I from thee
Till death shall set me free A
single smile obtain,
And then go home my crown to wear. The loss of all things I could bear,
For there's a crown for me. And glory in my gain.
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ZUNDEL JOHN ZUNDEL. 1815-1882.
I. Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
D. s. Yet how rich is my condition,
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Yet how rich is my condition, 'twere not in joy to charm me,
God and heaven are still my own. AYere that joy unmixed with thee.
2 Let the world despise and leave me. 4 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure!
They have left my
Saviour, too Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
Human hearts and looks deceive me In thy service pain is pleasure
Thou art not, like man, untrue With thy favor, loss is gain.
And, while thou shalt smile upon me, 1 have called thee, Abba, Father;"
God of wisdom, love, and might. I have stayed my heart on thee :
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
Show thy face, and all is bright. All must work for good to me.
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God and heaven are still my own !
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To thee all praise and glory be Repaid a thousand-fold will be ;
How shall we show our love to thee, Then gladly will we give to thee,
Who givest all ? Who givest all.
2 Thou didst not spare thine only Son, 4 To thee, from whom we all derive
But gav'st him for a world undone. Our life, our gifts, our power to give;
And freely with that blessed One O may we ever with thee live,
Thou givest all. Who givest all
BLESSING.
Lord of heaven and earth and sea, To thee all praise and plo-ry be; How shall we show our love to thee, Who givest all?
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1. Christ, of all my hopes the ground, Christ, the spring of all my joy, Still in thee let me be found. Still for thee my powers employ.
1 Christ, of all my
hopes the ground, 3 Firmly trusting in thy blood,
Christ, the spring of all my joy. Nothing shall my heart confound
Still in thee let me be found. Safely I shall pass the flood.
Still for thee my powers employ. Safely reach Immanuel's ground.
2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace. 4 Thus, O thus an entrance give
Freely from thy fullness give To the land of cloudless sky
Till I close my earthly race. Having known it Christ to live,"
Be it " Christ for me to live.'* Let me know it "gain to die."
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Thy love, so full, so free, Claims all my powers.
D. s. Wheth-er my path shall lie 'Mid thorns or flowers.
CONSECRATION.
I BRING MY SINS TO THEE. H. M. ARR. W. H. DOANE.
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That each may be a wing
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1 I bring my sins to thee, 1 bring them. Saviour, all to thee,
The can not count;
sins I Who hast procured them all for me.
That all may cleansed be
In thy once-opened fount;
4 My life I bring to thee
I would not be my own
1 bring them, Saviour, all to thee;
The burden is too great for me.
O Saviour, let me be
Thine ever, thine alone
2 I bring my grief to thee. My heart, my life, my all I bring
The grief I can not tell To thee, my Saviour and my King.
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1 How blest the sacred tie that binds, 3 Their streaming tears together flow,
In sweet communion, kindred minds! For human guilt and human woe ;
How swift the heavenly course they run, Their ardent prayers united rise,
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes, are one Like mingling flames in sacrifice.
2 To eachthe soul of each how dear! 4 Nor shall the glowing flame expire^
What tender love, what holy fear When dimly burns frail nature's fire
How doth the generous flame within Then shall they meet in realms above,
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! A heaven of joy, a heaven of love.
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That have obtained the prize, Some happy spirits fly
And, on the eagle wings of love, And we are to the margin come.
To joys celestial rise. And we expect to die.
Let saints below in concert sing Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide
Withthose to glory gone And when the word is given.
For all the servants of our King, Bid death's cold flood its waves divide,
In earth and heaven, are one. And bring us safe to heaven.
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1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight. 3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
When those who love the Lord Our wishes all above.
In one another's peace delight. Each can his brother's failings hide,
And thus fulfill his word ;
And show a brother's love.
2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 4 Love is the golden chain that binds,
And with him bear a part The happy souls above ;
When sorrow flows from eye to eye. And he's an heir of heaven that finds
And joy from heart to heart His bosom glow with love. ;
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1. Father of mercies, send tliy grace, All-powerful, from above. To form in our - be-dient souls The image of thy love.
1 Father of mercies, send thy grace, 3 When poor and helpless sons of grief
All-powerful, from above, In deep distress are laid.
To form in our obedient souls Soft be our hearts their pains to feel.
The image of thy love. And swift our hands to aid.
2 O may our sympathizing breasts 4 On wings of love the Saviour flew
That generous pleasure know To from the ground,
raise us
Kindly to share in others' joy, And made the richest of his blood
And weep for others' woe. A balm for every wound.
BOYLSTON. S. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
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1. Laborers of Christ, arise, And gird you for the toil; The dew of promise from the skies Al-read -
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1 I love to tell the story What seems, each time I tell it,
Of unseen things above, More wonderfullysweet.
Of Jesus and his glory, I love to tell the story :
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One more day's work for Jesus, In this poor heart of mine
One more day's work for Jesus,
O blessed work for Jesus!
One less of life for me.
O rest at Jesus' feet
2 One more day's work for Jesus! There toil seems pleasure,
How glorious is my King! My wants are treasure,
'Tis joy, not duty. And pain for him is sweet;
To speak his beauty Lord, if I may,
My soul mounts on the wing I'll serve another day I
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1 He that goeth forth with weeping. 3 Sow thy seed, be never weary.
Bearing precious seed in love, Let no fears thy soul annoy
Never never sleeping,
tiring, Be the prospect ne'er so dreary,
Findeth mercy from above. Thou shalt reap the fruit of joy.
2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, 4 Lo the scene of verdure brightening,
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Bright the rays celestial shine See the rising grain appear
Precious fruits will thus be given Look again the fields are whitening,
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Omit) . . When man's work is done.
1 Work, coming,
for the night is Give every flying minute
Work through the morning hours Something to keep in store :
Work while the dew is sparkling, Work, for the night is coming.
Work 'mid springing flowers : When man works no more.
Work when the day grows brighter, 3 Work,for the night is coming.
Work in the glowing sun Underthe sunset skies
Work, for the night is coming. While their bright tints are glowing.
When man's work is done. Work, for daylight flies.
2 Work, for the night is coming. Work till the last beam fadeth,
Work in the sunny noon Fadeth to shine no more
Fill brightest hours with labor. Work while the night is darkening,
Rest comes sure and soon. When man's work is o'er.
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ST. NEOT'S. L. M. Arr. from H. w. greatorex. 1811-1858.
I. When sins and fears, pre - vail - ing, rise, And faint-ing hope al - most ex - pires,
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1 When sins and fears, prevailing, rise, 1 Whither, O whither should I fly.
And fainting hope almost expires. But to my loving Saviour's breast.
To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes Secure within thine arms to lie,
To thee I breathe my soul's desires. And safe beneath thy wings to rest?
2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord? 2 I have no skill the snare to shun,
And can my hope, my comfort, die? But thou, O
Christ, my wisdom art;
'Tis fixed on thine almighty word, I ever into ruin run.
That word which built the earth and sky. But thou art greater than my heart.
3 If my
immortal Saviour lives. 3 I have no might t' oppose the foe.
Not death itself, that last of foes. Bring me where I my heaven may find,
Shall break a union so divine. The heaven of loving thee alone.
ROCKINGHAM. L, M. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
Se - cure with - in thine arms to lie. And safe be-neath thy wings to rest?
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CATON. L. M. EDWARD MILLER. 1731-1B07.
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1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say,
We walk through deserts dark as night "Strength shall be equal to thy day,"
Till we
arrive at heaven, our home. Then I rejoice in deep distress.
Faith is our guide, and faith our light. Upheld by all-sufiicient grace.
2 The want of sight she well supplies 2 I can do all things, or can bear
She makes the pearly gates appear All sufferings,if my Lord be there
Far into distant worlds she pries. Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains,
And brings eternal glories near. While he my sinking head sustains.
3 With joy we tread the desert through, 3 I glory in infirmity.
While faith inspires a heavenly ray. That Christ's own power may rest on me
Though lions roar and tempests blow. When I am weak then am I strong,
And rocks and dapger-s fill the way. Grace is my shield, and Christ my song.
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1 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 1 Complete in thee —no work of mine
'Tis God who justifies their souls ;
May take, dear Lord, the place of thine
And mercy, like a mighty stream, Thy blood has pardon bought for me.
O'er all tlieir sins divinely rolls. And I am now complete in thee.
2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 2 Complete in thee, no more shall sin, —
'Tis Christ who suffered in their stead ;
Thy grace has conquered, reign within
And, their salvation to fulfill, Thy voice will bid the temj3ter flee,
Behold him rising from the dead ! And I shall stand complete in thee.
3 He lives he lives and sits above,
! ! 3 Complete in thee, each want supplied,—
Forever interceding there ;
And no good thing to me denied,
Who shall divide us from his love, Since thou my portion. Lord, wilt be,
Or what shall tempt us to despair ? I ask no more, —
complete in thee.
4 Not all earth can do,
that men on 4 Dear Saviour, when, before thy bar,
Nor powers on high, nor powers below, All tribes and tongues assembled are,
Shall cause his mercy to remove, Among thy chosen may I be
Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love. At thy right hand, complete in thee. —
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ETHELDREDA. C. M. THOMAS TRENTON. 1862.
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1 Lord Jesus, are we one with thee? 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul,
O height O depth ! of love On thee, when sorrows rise.
With thee we died upon the tree, On thee when waves of trouble roll.
In thee we live above. My fainting hope relies.
2 Such was thy grace, that for our sake 2 To thee I tell each rising grief.
Thou didst from heaven come down, For thou alone canst heal
Our mortal flesh and blood partake. Thy word can bring a sweet relief
In all our misery one. For every pain I feel.
3 Oursins, our guilt, in love divine, 3 But O, when gloomy doubts prevail,
Confessed and borne by thee I fear to call thee mine
The gall, the curse, the wrath, were thine. The springs of comfort seem to fail.
To set thy members free. And all my
hopes decline.
4 Ascended now, in glory bright, 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee?
Still one with us thou art Thou art my only trust
Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, And still my soul would cleave to thee,
Thy saints and thee can part. Though prostrate in the dust.
WOODLAND. C. M. N. D. GOULD. 1781-1864.
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Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Look unto me, thy morn shall rise,
Thy head upon my breast." And all thy day be bright."
I came to Jesus as I was, I looked to Jesus, and I found
Weary and worn and sad In him my Star, my Sun
I found in him a resting-place, So in that Light of life I'll walk
And he has made me glad. Till traveling days are done.
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PALESTRINA. C. M. G. P. A. PALESTRINA. 1524-1594.
1. Unshaken as the sa-cred hill, And fixed as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest. That leans, Lord, on thee
1 Unshakenas the sacred hill, 1 Firm as the earth thy gospel stands,
And fixed as mountains be, My Lord, my hope, my trust;
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, If I am found in Jesus' hands.
That leans, O Lord, on thee! My soul can ne'er be lost.
2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well 2 His honor is engaged to save
Old Salem's happy ground. The meanest of his sheep
As those eternal arms of love, All, whom his heavenly Father gave.
That every saint surround. His hands securely keep.
3 Deal gently. Lord, with souls sincei'e. 3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remove
And lead them safely on His favorites from his breast
To the bright gates of paradise, Within the bosom of his love
Where Christ, the Lord, is gone. They must forever rest.
1. I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to de-fend his cause. Maintain the hon-or of his word. The glo-ry of his cross.
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Maintain the honor of his word 1 bid farewell to every fear.
The glory of his cross. And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Jesus, my God, I know his name; 2 Should earth against my soul engage,
His name is all my trust And fiery darts be hurled,
Nor will he put my soul to shame. Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
Nor let my soul be lost. And face a frowning world.
3 Firmas his throne his promise stands. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come,
And he can well secure And storms of sorrow fall
What I've committed to his hands May I but safely reach my home.
Till the decisive Hour. My God, my heaven, my all.
4 Then will he own my worthless name 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
Before his Father's face, In seas of heavenly rest,
And in the New Jerusalem And not a wave of trouble roll
Appoint my soul a place. Across my peaceful breast.
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1 Cast thy burden on the Lord; 3 Cast thy burden at his feet
Lean thou only on his word Linger near his mercy-seat
Ever will he be thy stay. He will lead thee by the hand
Though the heavens shall melt away. Gently to the better land.
2 Ever in the raging storm. 4 He will gird thee by his power,
Thou shalt see his cheering form, In thy weary, fainting hour;
Hear his pledge of coming aid : Lean, then, loving on his word;
It is I; be not afraid." Cast thy burden on the Lord.
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Waking hope within our bosoms,
Stilling every anxious fear.
498 EDWIN H. NEVIN, 1858.
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Whose goodness faileth never With thee, dear Lord, beside me
1 nothing lack if I am his, Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
And he is mine forever. Thy cross before to guide me.
2 Where streams of living water flow, 4 And so, through all the coming days,
My ransomed soul he leadeth, Thy love shall fail me never.
And, where the verdant pastures grow. And be the theme of all my praise
With food celestial feedeth. Within thy house forever.
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PORTUGUESE HYMN. iis. J. READING. 1690-1776.
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FOUNDATION. C. P. M. DR. WILLIAM HAYES. I732-1809
m I. Had ten thousand gifts be - side, I'd cleave to Je - sus cru - c"} - fied.
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1 Had I ten thousand gifts beside, Bold in his name, I dare draw nigh
I'd cleave to Jesus crucified, Before the Ruler of the sky,
And build on him alone And all his justice meet.
For no foundation is there given
3 There is no path to heavenly bliss,
On which to place hopes of heaven. my To solid joy or lasting peace,
But Christ, the corner-stone.
But Christ, th' appointed road
2 Possessing Christ, I all possess. O may we tread the sacred way,
Wisdom and strength and righteousness, By faith rejoice and praise and pray,
And holiness complete Till we sit down with God.
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1. "Come un - to me, je wea - ry, And I give you rest." bless - ed voice of Je-sns, Which comes to hearts op-
It tells of ben • e • die tion, Of par - don, grace and peace. Of joy that hath no
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end - ing, Of love which can - not cease.
O loving voice of Jesus,
Which comes to cheer the night!
Our hearts are filled with sadness.
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But morning brings us gladness,
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My soul, in its conflicts and sorrows, would fly
So sinful, so weary, thine, thine would I be,
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Thou blest " Rock of Ages," Fm hiding in thee;
1 What things shall happen on the morrow Thy voice comes floating down the ages,
Thou kindly hidest from our gaze " Lo! I am with you all the days."
Bat tellest us, in joy or sorrow,
" Lo ! I am with you all the days." 3 O thou who art our life and meet-
Ref. —All the days, all the days,
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Not death shall daunt us or amaze,
Lo ! I am with you all the days.
Hearing those words of power and sweet-
•2 When round our head the tempest rages, ness,
Aud sink our feet in miry ways Lo ! I am with you all the days."
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IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL. P. M. p. p. BLISS. i838-i«77.
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They are bought with Jesus' blood With them numbered may we be,
They are ransomed from the grave, Here, and in eternity.
Life eternal they shall have 3 They have fellowship with God,
With them numbered may we be Through the Mediator's blood
Here, and in eternity. One with God, through Jesus one,
2 They are justified by grace; Glory is in them begun
They enjoy a sohd peace With them numbered may we be,
Ail their sins are washed away Here, and in eternity.
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From dust and darkness and the dead And fill thy hallowed walls with dread
Though humbled long, awake at length, No more shall hell's insulting host
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast.
2 Put allthy beauteous garments on, 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer
And let thine excellence be known His hand thy ruins shall repair
Decked in the robes of righteousness. Nor will thy watchful monarch cease
The world thy glories shall confess. To guard thee in eternal peace.
MENDON. L. M.
1 Soon may the last glad song arise. 1 Zion, awake, thy strength renew;
Through all the millions of the skies Put on thy robes of beauteous hue
That song of triumph which records And let th' admiring world behold
That all the earth is now the Lord's. The King's fairdaughter clothed in gold.
2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be 2 Church of our God, arise and shine,
Obedient, mighty God, to thee Bright with the beams of truth divine
And over land and stream and main, Then shall thy radiance stream afar.
Now wave the scepter of thy reign, Wide as the heathen nations are.
3 O that glorious anthem swell
let 3 Gentiles and kings thy light shall view,
Let host to host the triumph tell, And
shall admire and love thee too;
Till not one rebel heart remains. They come, like clouds across the sky,
But over all the Saviour reigns. As doves that to their windows fly.
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Our - selves, with hum - ble faith and joy, We yield thee, Lord.
1 Planted in Christ, the living vine, 3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils,
This day, with one accord, One wisdom be our guide
Ourselves, with humble faith and joy. Taught by one Spirit from above.
We yield to thee, O Lord. In thee may we abide.
2 Joined in one body may we be; 4 Complete in us, whom grace hath called,
One inward life partake Thy glorious work begun,
One be our heart one heavenly hope
; O thou, in whom the church on earth
In every bosom wake. And church in heaven are one.
ST. ANN'S. C. M. DR. WM. CROFT. 1697-1727.
I. O where are kings and em pires now Of old that went and came?
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1 O where are kings and empires now 3 For not like kingdoms of the world
Of old that went and came? Thy holy church, OGod!
But, Lord, thy church is praying yet, Though earthquake shocks are threatening her,
Athousand years the same. And tempests are abroad.
2 We mark her goodly battlements, 4 Unshaken as eternal hills.
And
her foundations strong Immovable she stands,
We hear within the solemn voice A mountain that shall fill the earth,
Of her unending song. A house not made by hands.
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AURELIA. 7s, 6s. D nR. S. S. WESLfiV. 1810-1876.
1. The Church's one foun-da - tion Is Je-sus Christ her Lord ; She is his new ere - a - tion By water and the word
From heaven he came and sought her To be his ho - ly Bride ; With his own blood he bought her, And for her life he died.
1 The church's one foundation Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Is Jesus Christ her Lord Their cry goes up, *'how long?"
She is his new creation And soon the night of weeping
By water and the word Shall be the morn of song.
From heaven he came and sought her
3 'Mid toil and tribulation.
To be his holy Bride; And tumult of her war,
With his own blood he bought her,
She waits the consummation
And for her life he died.
Of
peace for evermore
2 Though with a scornful wonder, Tillwith the vision glorious
Men see her sore opprest, Her longing eyes are blest,
By schisms rent asunder, And the great church victorious,
By heresies distrest Shall be the church at rest.
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1 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad 3 Lo! in the desert rich flowers are
morning springing,
J oy to the lands that in darkness have Iain Streams ever copious are gUding along
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are
mourning ringing,
Zion in triumph begins her mild reign. Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.
2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad 4 See, from all lands from the isles of —
morning, the ocean,
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold Praise to Jehovah ascending on high
Hail to the millions from bondage re- Fallen are the engines of war and com-
turning, motion,
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.
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8 For her my tears shall fall Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
For her my prayers ascend Her hymns of love and praise.
To her my cares and toils be given,
5 Sure as thy truth shall last,
Till toils and cares shall end.
To Zion shall be given
4 Beyond my highest joy The brightest glories earth can yield,
I prize her heavenly ways, And brighter bliss of heaven.
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ERNAN. L. M. DR. LOWELL MASON. I792-1872.
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622 ADONIRAM JUDSON. T788-1850.
1 Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine, 3 How blest the solemn rite that seals
On these baptismal waters shine. Our death to sin, our guilt forgiven !
And teach our hearts, in highest strain, How blest the emblem that reveals
To praise the Lamb, for sinners slain. God reconciled, and peace with heaven
2 We love thy name, love thy laws. 4 Thus through the emblematic grave
we
And joyfully embrace thy cause The glorious, suffering Saviour trod ;
We love thy cross, the shame, the pain, Thou art our pattern, through the wave
O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. We follow thee, blest Son of God.
3 We sink beneath thy mystic flood
O bathe us in thy cleansing blood 524 THOMAS BALDWIN. l8lQ.
We die to sin, and seek a grave. 1 Come, happy adore the Lamb,
souls,
With thee, beneath the yielding wave. Who loved our race ere time began,
Who veiled his Godhead in our clay,
4 And as we rise, with thee to live, And in a humble manger lay.
O let the Holy Spirit give
The sealing unction from above. 2 To Jordan's stream the Spirit led.
The breath of life, the fire of love. To mark the path his saints should tread;
With joy they trace the sacred way,
To see the place where Jesus lay.
523 F. SMITH. 1850.
1How blest the hour when first we gave 3 Lnmersed by John in Jordan's wave.
Our guilty souls to thee, O God The Saviour left his watery grave
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A cheerful sacrifice of love, Heaven owned the deed, approved the way.
Bought with the Saviour's precious blood. And blessed the place where Jesus lay.
? How blest the vow we here record ! 4 Come, all who love his precious name;
How blest the grace we now receive ! Come, tread his steps, and learn of him •
BAPTISM.
GOSHEN. IIS.
I. O thou who in Jor - dan didst bow thy meek head, And, 'whelmed in our
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1. Our SaTionr bowed beneath the wave, And a watery grave: Come, see the sacred path he trod-A path well pleasing to our God.
1 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave. To do his will, to feel his love.
And meekly sought a watery grave : And join our songs with songs above.
Come, see the sacred path he trod
A path well pleasing to our God. 3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine !
THE CHURCH.
BOARDMAN.
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i Wilt thou my load of guilt re-move. And bless me with thy smile?
BAPTISM.
ST. PETER'S. C. A. R. REINAGLE. I799-1877.
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all 1 Meekly in Jordan's holy stream
My journey I'll pursue The great Redeemer bowed;
Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints, Bright was the glory's sacred beam
For I must go with you. That hushed the wondering crowd
2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, 2 Thus God descended to approve
I'll follow where he goes The deed that Christ had done
" Hinder me not," shall be my cry, Thus came the emblematic Dove,
Though earth and hell oppose. And hovered o'er the Son.
3 Through duties, and through trials too, 3 So, blessed Spirit, come to-day
I'll go at his command ; To our baptismal scene;
Hinder me not;" for I am bound Let thoughts of earth be far away.
To my Immanuel's land. And every mind serene.
4 And when my Saviour calls me home. 4 This day we give to holy joy
Still this my cry shall be This day to heaven belongs;
"Hinder me not;" come, welcome, death; Raised to new life, we will employ
I'll gladly go with thee. In melody our tongues.
DUNDEE. C. M.
1. Buried beneath the yielding wave, The great Redeemer lies; Faith views him in the watery grave, And thence beholds him rise.
1 Buried beneath the yielding wave. 3 With joy we in his footsteps tread,
The great Redeemer lies And would his cause maintain
Faith views him in the watery grave. Like him be numbered with the dead.
And thence beholds him rise. And with him rise and reign.
2 Thus it becomes his saints to-day, 4 Now we, dear Jesus, would to thee
Their ardent zeal t' express, Our grateful voices raise
And, in the Lord's appointed way, Washed in the fountain of thy blood,
Fulfill all righteousness. Our lives shall be thy praise.
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DISCIPLE. 8s, 7s, 4.
Thou hast said, ex - alt - ed Je - sus, Take thy cross and fol - low me ; Shall the
11^ word with ter - ror seize us ? Shall we from the bur- den flee? Lord, I'll take it, And, re
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STATE STREET. S. M. J. C. WOODMAN.
i 1. Down to the sa-cred wave The Lord of life was led ; And he who came our souls to save
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In Jordan bowed head.
And he who came our souls to save We love th' example of our head,
In Jordan bowed his head. The glorious Lamb of God.
2 He taught the solemn way 2 On thee, on thee alone,
He fixed the holy rite Our hope and faith rely,
He bade his ransomed ones obey, O thou who didst for sin atone,
And keep the path of light. Who didst for sinners die.
Let glory o'er these scenes be shed. O may we die to sin, and rise
And smile on us to-day. To life and bliss in thee.
CONSECRATION. 7s, 6s. REV. L. HARTSOUGH.
/ Around thy grave, Lord Jesus,Thine empty grave we stand, \ [path oi love,
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1 Around thy grave, Lord Jesus, 3 Lord, now thou art arisen.
Thine empty grave we stand. Thy travail is all o'er.
With hearts all full of praises, For sin thou once hast suffered,
To keep thy blest command Thou livest to die no more
By faith our souls rejoicing. Sin, death, and hell are vanquished,
To trace thy path of love. By thee, thy church's Head ;
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And feel the blessed pledge within By union with our living Lord,
That we are loved by thee. And interest in his death.
3 O, if this glimpse of love 3 Let all our powers be joined
Be so divinely sweet. His glorious name to raise
What will it be, O Lord, above. Let holy love fill every mind,
Thy gladdening smile to meet? And every voice be praise.
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parting hymn we sing. 3 The purchase of thy blood,
Around thy table. Lord, By sin no longer led,
Again our grateful tribute bring, The path our dear Redeemer trod,
Our solemn vows record. May we rejoicing tread.
2 Here have we seen thy face. 4 In self-forgetful love
And felt thy presence here. Be our communion shown,
So may the savor of thy grace Until we join the church above,
Jn word and life appear. And know as we are known.
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2O shall not warmer accents tell 1 Here at thy table. Lord, we meet,
The gratitude we owe To feed on food divine;
To him who died our fears to quell, Thy body is the bread we eat,
And save from endless woe? Thy precious blood the wine.
3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed 2 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow;
Those pangs he would not flee, O what delightful food!
What love his latest words displayed eat the bread and drink the wine, !
We
Meet and remember me." But think on nobler good.
4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, 3 Sure, there was never love so free,
The griefs which thou didst bear Dear Saviour, so divine; —
O memory, leave no other name Well thou mayst claim that heart of me,
Bat his recorded there Which owes so much to thine.
DUNDEE
1. How sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors, While everlasting Love displays The choicest of her stores!
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^ While all our hearts and every song, 1 To him who loved the souls of men,
Join to admire the feast, And washed us in his blood.
Each of us cries, with thankful tongue, To royal honors raised our head,
''Lord, why was I a guest?" And made us priests to God,
3 'Tvvas the same love that spread the feast 2 To him let every
tongue be praise,
That sweetly forced us in And every heart be love.
Else we had still refused to taste, All grateful honors paid on earth,
And perished in our sin. And nobler songs above.
DOXOLOGY.
4 Pity the nations, O our God To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Constrain the earth to come One God whom we adore,
Send thy victorious word abroad, Be glory as it was, is now.
And bring the strangers home. And shall be evermore.
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To thy cross we look and live. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
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Saviour, still thy peace bestow Onward to our home we move
Gracious Comforter, be with us, Bless us with eternal blessings.
As we from thy table go In our Father's house above
Bless us, bless us, Ever, ever.
Father, Son, and Spirit now, Dwelling in the light of love.
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Until he come. Until he come.
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By whom the words of life were spoken. And in whose death our sins are dead
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1 Let Zion's watchmen all awake, 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord
And take th' alarm they give ;
Did heavenly bliss forego,
Now let them from the mouth of God For souls, which must forever live,
Their solemn charge receive. In rapture or in woe.
2 'Tis not a cause of small import 4 May they
that Jesus whom they preach,
The pastor's care demands Their own Redeemer see
But what might fill an angel's heart. And watch thou daily o'er their souls,
And filled a Saviour's hands. That they may watch for thee.
MARLOW. C. M. REV. JOHN CHETHAM. [700-1760.
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KINGSLEY. L. M. GEORGE KINGSLEY.
I. Fa - ther of mer - cies, bow thine ear, At our ear - nest prayer;
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Successful pleaders may they be. And we receive thee in his stead.
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And ye shall prove my gospel true On a bright cloud to heaven he rode :
By all the works that I have done, They to the farthest nations spread
By all the wonders ye shall do. The grace of their ascended God.
WAVERTREE. L. M. 6 I. W. SHORE. I791-1877.
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WOEK—REVIVALS.
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OLIPHANT. 8s, 7s, 4s. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
1. Sav-iour, vis - it thy plan-ta-tion ; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain; All will come to des - o - la-tion, Unless thou re-
turn a - gain. Lord, re-viye us ; Lord, re-vive ns; All our help must come from thee, All our help must co rae from thee.
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1 The Lord into his garden comes. The desert blossoms like the rose,
The spices yield their rich perfumes, When Jesus conquers all his foes,
The lilies grow and thrive And makes his people one.
Refreshing showers of grace divine, 3 The glorious time is rolling on.
From Jesus flow to every vine. The gracious work is now begun,
And make the dead revive. My soul a witness is :
2 Othat this dry and barren ground Come, taste and see the pardon free
In springs of water may abound, To all mankind, as well as me :
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Borders on the shades of death! To the ransomed, helpless race;
Rise on us, thy love reveaHng, Come, thou glorious God and Saviour!
Dissipate the clouds beneath Come, and bring the gospel grace.
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Salvation sent in Jesus' name.- Ref. And glory shout through highest heaven.-REF.
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1. Great God, and wilt thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend? 1, a poor child, and thou, so The lord of earth and air and sky ?
Great God, and wilt thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend? I, a poor child, and thou, so high. The Lord of earth and air and sky ?
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Over and around us lies, For all gentle thoughts and mild,
Christ our God, to thee we raise Christ our God, to thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise. This our hymn of grateful praise.
2 For the wonder of each hour 4 For thyself, best Gift Divine
Of the day and of the night, To our race so freely given.
Hill and vale, and tree and flower, For that great, great love of thine.
Sun and moon, and stars of light Peace on earth and joy in heaven,
Christ our God, to thee we raise Christ our God, to thee we raise
This our hymn of grateful praise. This our hymn of grateful praise.
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With all-engaging charms The paths of peace have trod.
Hark! how he calls the tender lambs, Whose secret heart with influence sweet,
And folds them in his arms. Is upward drawn to God.
1 By cool Siloam's shady rill 5 O thou who givest life and breath,
How fair the lily grows! We seek thy grace alone,
How sweet the breath beneath the hill In childhood, manhood, age, and death,
Of Sharon's dewy rose To keep us still thine own.
SILOAM. c. M. I. B. WOODBURY. 1819-1858.
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1. A - round the throne of God in heaven, Thousands of chil- dren stand ; Chil-dren, whose are all for-given,
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Thousands of children stand How came those children there?
Children, whose sins are all forgiven, 3 Because the Saviour shed his blood
Aholy, happy band. To wash away their sin
2 What brought them to that world above Bathed in that pure and precious flood.
That heaven so bright and fair, Behold them white and clean
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1 Great God, now condescend 1The Saviour kindly calls
To bless our rising race Our children to his breast
Soon may their willing spirits bend, He folds them in his gracious arms.
The subjects of thy grace. Himself declares them blest.
2 O what a pure delight 2 "Let them approach," he cries,
Their happiness to see " Nor scorn their humble claim
Our warmest wishes all unite The heirs of heaven are such as these,
To lead their souls to thee. For such as these I came."
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bless, thou God 3 With joy we bring them. Lord,
The word of truth divine Devoting them to thee,
Send thy good Spirit from above, Imploring, that, as we are thine,
And make these children thine. Tbine may our offspring be.
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1 At the feet of Jesus, Listening to his word. She her Lord's approval won.
Learning wisdom's lesson From her loving Lord, At the feet of Jesus is the place for me,
Mary, led by heavenly grace, There in sweetest service would I ever be.
Chose the meek disciple's place.
3 At the feet of Jesus In that morning hour.
At the feet of Jesus is the place for me, Loving hearts receiving Resurrection power,
There a humble learner would I choose to be.
Haste with joy to preach the word,
2 At the feet of Jesus, Pouring perfume rare, Christ is risen, praise the Lord!"
Mary did her Saviour For the grave prepare; At the feet of Jesus, risen now for me,
And from love the good work done I shall sing his praises through eternity.
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Withthe Shepherd's kindest care, Let them be the lion's prey
All the feeble gently leading. Let thy tenderness, so loving,
While the lambs thy bosom share : Keep them all life's dangerous way.
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Fold them in thy gracious arm Let them find a resting-place,
There, we know, thy word believing, Feed in pastures ever vernal.
Only there secure from harm. Drink the rivers of thy grace.
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Bless thy little lamb to-night Listen to my evening prayer:
Through the darkness be thou near me.
3 Let my sins be all forgiven
Keep me safe till morning light. Bless the friends I love so well
2 All this day thy hand hath led me, Take me, when I die, to heaven,
And I thank thee for thy care Happy there with thee to dwell.
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In Heaven's bright abode, On earth receive th praise, Spread all the world around
The angel host on high We then our cheerful songs And all with one accord
Sing praises to their God. In sweet accord will raise. Uplift the joyful sound.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia,
They love to sing We too will sing All then shall sing
To God their King; To God our King; To God their King
Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia.
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1 Jesus Christ our Saviour, 2 We, thy children, raising 3 Let thine angels guide us;
Once for us a child, Unto thee our hearts. Let thine arms enfold
In thy whole behavior In thy constant praising In thy bosom hide us.
Meek, obedient, mild-; Bear our duteous parts : Sheltered from the cold
In thy footsteps treading As thy love hath won us To thyself us gather,
We, thy lambs, will be. From the world away. 'Mid the ransomed host,
Foe nor danger dreading Still thy hands put on us Praising thee, the Father
While we follow thee. Bless us day by day. And the Holy Ghost.
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When Jesus was here among men. when he said,
How he called little children as lambs to "Let the little ones come unto me."
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That his arms had been thrown around me, I shall see him and hear him above.
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MISSIONARY HYMN. 7s, 6s. D. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1793-1872.
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But bear, quickly bear it Where thronging millions roam, And bid them freely share it, Who dwell with us at home.
Our country's voice is plead-ing ; Ye men of God, a - rise 1 His prov - i-dence is lead - ing, The land before you lies;
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694 MRS. G. W. ANDERSON. 1849. In him are fully blest.
2 Go where the waves are breaking, Great Author of salvation.
On California's shore, Haste, haste the glorious day,
Christ's precious gospel taking, When we, a ransomed nation,
More rich than golden ore Thy scepter shall obey.
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MISSIONARY CHANT. L. M. M. c. ZEtTNei?. 1795-1857.
Yc Christian heralds, go, proclaim Sakation in Immanufrl's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there.
SESSIONS. L. M. L. O. EMERSON.
1. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun His kingdom stretch from shore to shore
Does his successive journeys run; Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore In pity look on those who stray,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. Benighted in this land of light.
2 For him shall endless prayer be made, 2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen.
And endless praises crown his head In crowded mart, by stream or sea,
His name, like sweet perfume shall rise How many of the sons of men
With every morning sacrifice. Hear not the message sent from thee 1
3 People and realms of every tongue 3 Send forth thy heralds. Lord, to call
Dwell on his love with sweetest song; The thoughtless young, the hardened old,
And infant voices shall proclaim A scattered, homeless flock, till all
Their early blessings on his name. Be gathered to thy peaceful fold.
4 Let every creature rise and bring 4 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene.
Peculiar honors to our King That makes us sadden as we gaze,
Angels descend with songs again. Shall grow with living waters green,
And earth repeat the loud Amen. And lift to heaven the voice of praise.
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1 Armof the Lord, awake, awake 3 Let Zion's time of favor come
Put on thy strength, the nations shake: O bring the tribes of Israel home!
Now let the world, adoring, see Soon may our wandering eyes beholr'
Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold.
2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim
"I am Jehovah, God alone:" Through every clime, of every name;
Thy voice their idols shall confound. Let adverse powers before thee fall,
And cast their altars to the ground. And crown the Saviour Lord of all.
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The sun shall light its shining flolds, And nations, gathering at the call,
The cross on which the Saviour died. Their spirits kindle in its light.
2 Uplift the banner! Angels bend 4 Uplift the banner Let it float !
In anxious silence o'er the sign. Skyward and seaward, high and wid''
And vainly seek to comprehend Our glory only in the cross,
The wonder of the love divine. Our only hope the Crucified.
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1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, 1 Daughter of Zion, from the dust
By lane and cell obscure ;
Exalt thy fallen head
And let our treasures still be spent, Again in thy Redeemer trust;
Like his, upon the poor. He calls thee from the dead.
2 Like him, through scenes of deep distress. 2 Awake, awake ;
put on thy strength,
Who bore the world's sad weight. Thy beautiful array;
We, in their gloomy loneliness, The day of freedom dawns at length,
Would seek the desolate. The Lord's appointed day.
3 For thou hast placed us side by side 3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,
In this wide world of ill ;
And send thy heralds forth
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If given for the Saviour's sake, Have heard thy voice in distant lands,
They lose not their reward. And hasten to their home.
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Hark the song of jubilee See Jehovah's banners furled
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From the center to the skies, Man's last enemy shall fall
Wakes above, beneath, around. Hallelujah! Christ in God,
All creation's harmonies God in Christ is all in all. .
D. c. Satan and his host, o'erthrown. Bound in chains, shall hurt no more.
1 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time. 2 Then shall wars and tumults cease,
When, beneath Messiah's sway, Then be banished grief and pain;
Every nation, every clime, Righteousness and joy and peace,
Shall the gospel call obey. Undisturbed shall ever reign.
Mightiest kings his power shall own. Bless we then our gracious Lord
Heathen tribes his name adore Ever praise his glorious name
Satan and his host, o'erthrown, All his mighty acts record.
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more All his wondrous love proclaim.
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From India's coral strand, By wisdom from on high.
Where Afrie's sunny fountains Can we to men benighted
Roll down their golden sand; The lamp of life deny ?
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2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 4 Enemies no more shall trouble,
Have thy friends unfaithful proved? All thy wrongs shall be redressed
Have thy foes been proud and scornful. For thy shame thou shalt have double;
By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? In thy Maker's favor blessed
Cease thy mourning; AH thy conflicts
Zion still is well beloved. End in everlasting rest.
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HELENA. C. M. W. B. BRADBtTRV, 1816-1868.
1. thoQ, whose own mt temple stands, Built OTer earth and sea, Accept the walls that human hands Have raised to worship thee.
1 O thou, whose own vast temple stands 3 May erring minds that worship here
Built over earth and sea, Be taught the better way
Accept the walls that human hands And they who mourn and they who fear,
Have raised to worship thee. Be strengthened as they pray.
2 Lord, from thine inmost glory send. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
Within these courts to bide, And pure devotion rise.
The peace that dwelleth without end, While round these hallowed walls the storm
Serenely by thy side Of earth-born passion dies.
ABRIDGE. C. M. I. SMITH. I770-1800.
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1 Dear Shepherd of thy people ! here 1 Spirit divine, attend our prayer
Thy presence now display ;
And make this house thy home
As thou hast given a place for prayer Descend with all thy gracious power;
So give us hearts to pray. O come, great Spirit, come
2 Within these walls let holy peace, 2 Come as the light, to us — reveal
And love and concord dwell Our sinfulness and woe
Here give the troubled conscience ease. And lead us in the paths of life,
The wounded spirit heal. Where all the righteous go.
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1 O God the Father, Christ the Son, 1 And wilt thou, O eternal God,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One, On earth establish thine abode ?
Accept this gift our hearts have sought, Then look propitious from thy throne,
Our hands in Christian love have wrought. And take this temple for thine own.
2 Here may the light of gospel truth 2 These walls we to thine honor raise
Illumine age, enlighten youth : Long may they echo in thy praise
In many hearts that grace begin. And thou, descending, fill the place
Which saves from sorrow and from sin. With the rich tokens of thy grace.
3 MayJesus here that power display 3 Here may the great Redeemer reign,
Which changes darkness into day, With all the graces of his train
And open wide those gates of love While power divine his word attends.
That lead to blessedness above. To conquer foes and cheer his friends.
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Jesus Christ, our sovereign Lord, 4 And in the last decisive day.
By angels and by saints adored, When God the nations shall survey,
Accept this tribute of our praise, May it before the world appear,
And with thy glory fill this place. Thousands were born for glory here.
I. And wilt thou, O e - ter - nal God, On earth es - tab - lish thine a-bode ?
Then look pro - pi tious from thy throne, And take this tern - pie for thine own.
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1 'Tis thine alone, almighty Name, 3 And see, O Lord, what numbers still
To raise the dead to life, Are maddened by the bowl.
The lost inebriate to reclaim Led captive at the tyrant's will
From passion's fearful strife. In bondage, heart and soul.
2 What ruin hath intemperance wrought! 4 Stretch forth thy hand, God, our King,
How widely roll its waves And break the galling chain
How many myriads hath it brought Deliverance to the captive bring,
To fill dishonored graves And end th' usurper's reign.
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When sinks a weary soul to rest, What timorous worms we mortals are
How mildly beam the closing eyes Death is the gate of endless joy,
How gently heaves th' expiring breast And yet we dread to enter there.
2 So fades a summer cloud away 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er Fright our approaching souls away
So gently shuts the eye of day Still we shrink back again to life.
So dies a wave along the shore. Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 A holy quiet reigns around, 3 O if my Lord would come and meet.
A calm which life nor death destroys My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
And naught disturbs that peace profound Fly fearless through death's iron gate,
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
4 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, 4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Light from its load the spirit flies, Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While heaven and earth combine to say, While on his breast I lean my head.
"How blest the righteous when he dies !" And breathe my life out sw^eetly there.
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How slender all the fondest ties That bind us to a world like this 1 /The withering
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How slender all the fondest ties There is a land whose confines lie
That bind us to a world like this Beyond the reach of care and pain.
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The withering grass, the fading flower, Dispel our cares and chase our fears
Of earthly hopes are emblems true, If God be ours, we're traveling home,
The glory of a passing hour. Though passing through a vale of tears.
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1. Through sorrow's night and danger's path, Amid the deepening gloom, We, followers of our suffering Lord, Are marching to the tomb.
1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, 3 These ashes, too, this little dust,
Amid the deepening gloom, Our Fathers care shall keep,
We, followers of our suffering Lord, Till the archangel's trump shall break
Are marching to the tomb. The long and dreary sleep.
2 Yet not thus hopeless, in the grave. 4 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye
The vital spark shall lie Shall shed its mildest rays.
For o'er life's wreck that spark shall rise And the long-silent voice awake
To seek its kindred sky. With shouts of endless praise.
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1' As flows the rapid river, So fast the night comes o'er us,
With channel broad and free, The darkness of the grave;
Its waters rippling ever. And death is just before us;
And hasting to the sea, God takes the life he gave.
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3 Say, hath thy heart its treasure
And days of offered peace.
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Sheds mellow lus - ter o'er the scene!
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1 How sweet the hour of closing day. 3 A beam from heaven is sent to cheer
When all is peaceful and serene. The pilgrim on his gloomy road ;
And when the sun, with cloudless ray, And angels are attending near,
Sheds mellow luster o'er the scene! To bear him to their bright abode.
2 Such is the Christian's parting hour 4 Who would not wish to die like those
So peacefully he sinks to rest. Whom God's own Spirit deigns to bless?
When faith, endued from heaven with power, To sink into that soft repose,
Sustains and cheers his languid breast. Then wake to perfect happiness?
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And humbly own to thee Is equal warning given
How feeble is our mortal frame, Beneath us lie the countless dead.
What dying worms are we. And far above is heaven.
2 The year rolls round, and steals away 2 Death rides on every passing breeze
The breath that first it gave And lurks in every flower;
Whate'er we do, where'er we stray, Each season has its own disease,
We're traveling to the grave. Its peril every hour.
3 Eternal joy or endless woe. 3 Turn, sinner, turn thy danger know ;
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1 My days are gliding swiftly by. 3 Should coming days be dark and cold.
And a pilgrim stranger,
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Would not detain them as they fly, For hope will sing, with courage bold.
Those hours of toil and danger. Ref. There's glory on the morrow. Ref.
2 Our absent King the watchword gave 4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow,
" Let every lamp be burning Each chord on earth to sever
We look afar across the wave, Our King says Come, and there's our home
Our distant home discermng.^REF. Forever ! forever I Ref.
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To reign with thee on high. Like theirs my last reward
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With its crystal tide forever We will walk and worship ever.
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Ref.—Yes, we'll gather at the river, 3 Soon we'll reach the shining river.
The beautiful, the beautiful river Soon our pilgrimage will cease
Gather with the saints at the river Soon our happy hearts will quiver
That flows by the throne of God. With the melody of peace.
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1 Asleep in Jesus blessed sleep, I 1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb
From which none ever wakes to weep; Take this new treasure to thy trust,
A calm and undisturbed repose, And give these sacred relics room
Unbroken by the last of foes. To slumber in the silent dust.
With holy confidence to sing Can reach the peaceful sleeper here.
That death has lost his venomed sting. While angels watch the soft repose.
3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest, 3 So Jesus slept God's dying Son ;
Whose waking is supremely blest Passed thro' the grave and blessed the bed
No fear, no woe shall dim that hour Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne
That manifests the Saviour's power. The morning break and pierce the shade.
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1 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, Thou no more wilt join our number
Gentle as the summer breeze. Thou no more our songs shalt know.
Pleasant as the air of evening. 3 Yet again we hope to meet thee,
When it floats among the trees. When the day of life is fled
2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber, Then heaven with joy to greet thee,
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2 Are we not tending upward, too, 1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
As fast as time can move? For all the pious dead :
Nor would we wish the hours more slow. " 8weet is the savor of their names,
To keep us from our love. And soft their sleeping bed.
3 Why should we tremble to convey 2 " They die in Jesus, and are blest;
Their bodies to the tomb? How
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There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, From suffering and from sin released,
And scattered all the gloom. •They're freed from every snare.
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Where should the dying members rest. The labors of their mortal life
But with the dying Head? End in a large reward."
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1 Sleep thy last sleep. 2 Life's dream is past, 3 Though we may mourn
Free from eare and sorrow; All its sin, its sadness; Those in life the dearest.
Rest, where none weep, Brightly at last They shall return,
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Till th* eternal Daw.-^s 3 day of gladness. when thou appearest!
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Though dark waves roll Under thy sod, Soon shall thy voice
O'er the silent river, Earth, receive our treasure, Comfort those now weeping.
Thy fainting soul To rest in God, Bidding rejoice
Jesus can deliver. Waiting all his pleasure. All in Jesus sleeping.
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Ah, how peace-ful, pale, and mild
In its nar-row bed 'tis sleep - ing ! And no sigh of an -guish sore Heaves that lit - tie bo - som more.
1 Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled Thou dost now with joy receive it;
Now thy little lamb's brief weeping Clothed in robes of spotless white,
Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild Now it dwells with thee in light.
In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping
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And no sigh of anguish sore Where soon be living,
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Heaves that little bosom more.
And the lovely pastures see
2 In this world of care and pain. That its heavenly food are giving
Lord, thou wouldst no longer leave it; Then the gain of death we prove.
To the sunny, heavenly plain Though thou take what most we love.
BRIGHAM. S. M S. p. TUCKERMAN.
1. "Servant of God, well done; Rest from thy loved employ ; The battle fonght.the victory won, En-ter thy Masters joy."
1. " Servant of God, well done ; Rest from thy loved employ; The battle fought, the victory won, En - ter thy Mas-ter's joy."
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1 Come, Lord, and tarry not; 3 Come, and make all things new;
Bring the long-looked-for day Build up this ruined earth,
O why these years of waiting here, Restore our faded Paradise,
These ages of delay ? Creation's second birth.
2 Come, for thy saints still wait 4 Come, and begin thy reign
Daily ascends their sigh Of everlasting peace;
The Spirit and the Bride say. Come I Come, take the kingdom to thyself,
Dost thou not hear the cry ? Great King of righteousness
GREENWOOD. S. M. J. B. SWEETSER. 182S-1873.
1. Come, lord, and tar-ry not; Bring the long-looked-for day ; why these years of waiting here. These
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For, awful though thine advent be, The curse of death is on the ground
All shadows from the truth will fall, On every home his shadows fall,
And falsehood die in sight of thee On every heart his mark is found :
Come, quickly come for doubt and fear Come, quickly come for grief and pain
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2 Come, quickly come, great King of all 4 Come, quickly come sure Light of all ;
Reign all around us, and within For gloomy night broods o'er our way
Let sin no more our souls enthrall, And fainting souls begin to fall,
Let pain and sorrow die with sin With weary watching for the day
Come, quickly come for thou alone ; Come, quickly come ; for round thy throne
Canst make thy scattered people one. No eye is blind, no night is known.
MELITA. L. M. 61. I. B. WOODBURY. l8l 9-X858.
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" Behold, the Bridegroom comes Arise go forth to meet the Bride."
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Comes the reddening dawn of day Bid her groans and travail cease
Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, Let the glorious proclamation
Rise, and sing and watch and pray Hope restore and faith increase
'Tis thy Saviour, Christ is coming
On his bright returning way. Come, thou blessed Prince of peace!
2 Nearer is my soul's salvation. 2 Longthine exiles have been pining,
Spent the night, the day at hand, Far from rest and home and thee
Keep me in my lowly station. But in heavenly vesture shining,
Watching for thee till I stand, Soon they shall thy glory see;
O my Saviour, Christ is coming
In thy bright and promised land Haste the joyous jubilee.
3 With my lamp well trimmed and burning, 3 With that " blessed hope" before us,
Swift to hear and slow to roam. Let no harp remain unstrung
Watching for thy glad returning, Let the mighty advent chorus
To restore me to my home Onward roll from tongue to tongue :
Come, my
Saviour Christ is coming
O my Saviour, quickly come Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come
WATCHMAN, TELL US. 7s. D. DR. LOWELL MASON. 1792-1872.
1. Watchman! tell us of the night. What its signs of prom-ise are. Trav-eler! o'er yon mountain's height,
See that glo-ry-beara-ing star. Watchman! does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope fore -tell? Trav-eler! yes;
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See the day of God appear.
God appears on earth to reign.
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See that glory-beaming star. See, it bursts o'er all the earth.
Watchman does its beauteous ray !
3 Watchman ! tell us of the night.
Aught of hope or joy foretell ? For the morning seems to dawn.
Traveler yes it brings the day,
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The end of things created ! Behold wrath prevailing
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The Judge of all men doth appear, For they shall rise, and find their tears
On clouds of glory seated : And sighs are unavailing:
The trumpet sounds the graves restore ; The day of grace is past and gone
The dead which they contained before Trembling they stand before the throne,
Prepare, my soul, to meet him. All unprepared to meet him.
2 The dead in Christ shall first arise 4 Great God, what do I see and hear I
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the last trumpet's sounding, The end of things created
Caught up to meet him in the skies, The Judge of all men doth appear,
With joy their Lord surrounding On clouds of glory seated
No gloomy fears their souls dismay. Low at his cross I view the day
His presence sheds eternal day When heaven and earth shall pass away,
On those prepared to meet him. And thus prepare to meet Kim.
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1 That awful day will surely come, 3 Jesus, I throw arms aroundmy
Th' appointed hour makes haste, And hang upon thy breast
When I must stand before my Judge, Without a gracious smile from thee,
And pass the solemn test. My spirit can not rest.
2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys. 4 O tell me that my worthless name
Thou Sovereign of my heart. graven on thy hands!
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Pronounce the sound, Depart
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Where my salvation stands!
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3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace
To take thy ransomed people home, Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place,
Shall I among them stand ? In this, th' accepted day
Shall such a worthless worm as I, Thy pardoning voice, O let me hear,
Who sometimes am afraid to die, To still my unbelieving fear.
Be found at thy right hand ? Nor let me fall, I pray.
2 I love to meet among them now, 4 Among thy saints let me be found,
Before thy gracious feet to bow, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
Though vilest of them all To see thy smiling face
But —can I bear the piercing thought? — Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
What if my name should be left out, While heaven's resounding mansions ring
When thou for them shalt call? With shouts of sovereign grace.
I. That aw - ful day will sure - ly come, Th' ap-point-ed hour makes haste,
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of judgment, day of wonders, 3 At his call the dead awaken,
Hark! the trumpet's awful sound, Rise to life from earth and sea
Louder than a thousand thunders, All the powers of nature, shaken
Shakes the vast creation round By his looks, prepare to flee
How the summons Careless sinner,
Will the sinner's heart confound! What will then become of thee ?
2 See the Judge, our nature wearing. 4 But to those who have confessed.
Clothed in majesty divine Loved, and served the Lord below.
You who long for his appearing He will say, " Come near, ye blessed;
Then shall say, ''This God is mine:" See the kingdom I bestow
Gracious Saviour, You forever
Own me in that day for thine. Shall my love and glory know."
WINDHAM. L. M. DANIEL READ. I757-1836.
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And must the dead arise, The mansions of the dead.
And not a single soul escape Hark from the gospel's cheering sound
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" Forever with the Lord !"
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Amen ! so let it be of my soul,
Home how near, —
Life from the dead is in that word, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye,
'Tis immortality. Thy golden gates appear
2 Here in the body pent. Forever with the Lord I"
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Yet nightly pitch my moving tent The promise of that faithfiil word
A day's march nearer home. E'en here to me fulfill.
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Andpastures ever green, In life's last struggling breath
Where sultry sun, or stormy day, But I shall only seem to die,
Or night is never seen. I shall not taste of death.
2 Far up the everlasting hills, 4 Far from this guilty world to be,
In God's own light it lies Exempt from toil and strife,
His smile its vast dimension fills To spend eternity with thee.
With joy that never dies. My Saviour, this is life.
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Mine eyes their vigils keep, The Crucified thy praise
For very love, beholding His laud and benediction
Thy happy name, they weep; Thy ransomed people raise.
The mention of thy glory 3 O
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Is unction to the breast,
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of God's elect
And medicine in sickness, O sweet and blessed country,
And love and life and rest. That eager hearts expect
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paradise of joy To that dear land of rest,
Where tears are ever banished, Who art, with God the Father,
And smiles have no alloy And Spirit, ever blest.
ALPHEGE. 7S, 6s REV. H. J. GAUNTLETT. [806-1876.
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1. Brief Ee is here onr portion; Brief sorrow, short-lived care; The life that knows no end - ing, The tear- less life, is there.
HEAVEN.
TAPPAN. C. M. J. G. NAUMAN. 1741-1801.
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1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand. 3 O'er all those wide, extended plains
And cast a wishful eye Shines one eternal day
To Canaan's fair and happy land There God the Son forever reigns.
Where my possessions fie. And scatters night away.
2 O the transporting, rapturous scene 4 When shall I reach that happy place,
That rises to my sight! And be forever blest ?
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, When shall I see my Father's face,
And rivers of delight. And in his bosom rest?
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1 Who are these in bright array, Clad in raiment pure and white,
This innumerable throng, Victor-palms in every hand.
Round the altar night and day, Through their great Redeemer's might,
Hymning one triumphant song ? More than conquerors they stand.
Worthy is the Lamb once slain. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
Blessing, honor, glory, power,
On immortal fruits they feed
Wisdom, riches to obtain; Them the Lamb, amidst the throne,
New dominion every hour. Shall to living fountains lead
2 These through fiery trials trod Joy and gladness banish sighs
These from great afflictions came Perfect love dispels all fears
Now, before the throne of God, And forever from their eyes
Sealed with his almighty name God shall wipe away their tears.
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Earth is a desert drear, Heaven is my home; J Danger and sorrow stand Round me on every hand.
I. Come un - to me, when shadows dark-ly gath - er. When the sad heart is
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1 Come unto me, when shadows darkly Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling.
gather. Soft are the tones which raise the heav-
When the sad heart is weary and dis- enly hymn.
tressed,
3 There, like an Eden blossoming in glad-
Seeking for comfort from your heavenly Father,
ness,
Come unto me, and I will give you rest. fair flowers the earth tooBloom the
2 Large are the mansions in thy Father's rudely pressed
dwelling, Come unto me, all ye who droop in sadness.
Glad are the homes that sorrows never dim Come unto me, and I will give you rest.
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Where palms and robes and crowns ne'er fade,
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think of the heavenly land,
1 I love to 4 I love to think of the heavenly land,
Where white-robed angels are That promised land so fair;
Where many a friend is gathered safe O how my raptured spirit longs
From fear and toil and care. Ref. To be forever there Ref, !
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1 Upward where the stars are burning, Son of man, they crown, they crown him
Silent, silent in their turning, Son of God, they own, they own him;
Round the never-changing pole; With his name the palace rings.
Upward where the sky is brightest, 3 Blessing, honor, without measure,
Upward where the blue is lightest, Heavenly riches, earthly treasure,
Lift I now my longing soul.
Lay we at his blessed feet.
2 Where the Lamb on high is seated, Poor the praise that now we render.
By ten thousand voices greeted : Loud shall be our voices yonder.
Lord of lords, and King of kings. When before his throne we meet.
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when, thou city of my God, 4 Jerusalem, my glorious home,
Shall I thy courts ascend, My soul still pants for thee;
Where congregations ne'er break up, Then shall my labors have an end
And Sabbaths have no end ? When I thy joys shall see.
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1 Daily, daily sing the praises 2 There the wind is sweetly fragrant,
Ofthe city God hath raade And is laden with the song
In the beauteous fields of Eden Of the seraphs and the elders,
Its foundation-stones are laid. And the great redeemed throng.
From the throne a river issues, O I would my ears were open
Clear as crystal, passing bright. Here to catch that happy strain
And it traverses the city O I would my eyes some vision
Like a sudden beam of light. Of that Eden could attain
FOSTER. 8s. W. B. BRADBURY. 1816-1868.
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1 We speak of the realms of the blest, 3 We speak of its freedom from sin,
That country so bright and so fair From sorrow, temptation and care,
And oft are its glories confessed From trials without and within
But what must it be to be there But what must it be to be there
2 We speak of its pathways of gold, 4 Do thou. Lord, 'midst pleasure or woe,
walls decked with jewels so rare,
Itfi For heaven our spirits prepare,
Its wonders and pleasures untold And shortly we also shall know
But what must it be to be there And feel what it is to be there.
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ESSEX. 7s. THOMAS CLARK.
I. Swell the anthem, raise the song; Prais-es to our God be - long ; Saints and an-gelr>
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1 Swell the anthem, raise the song; 1 Praise to God, immortal praise,
Praises to our God belong For the love that crowns our days
Saints and angels, join to sing Bounteous source of every joy,
Praises to the heavenly King. Let thy praise our tongues employ.
2 Blessings from his liberal hand 2 Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Flow around this happy land Yellow sheaves of ripened grain
Kept by him, no foes annoy; Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Peace and freedom we enjoy. Suns that temperate warmth diffuse.
3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway 3 All that spring with bounteous hand
May we cheerfully obey Scatters o'er the smiling land
Never feel oppression's rod All that liberal autumn pours
Ever own and worship God. From her rich, o'erflowing stores,
4 Hark the voice of nature sings
! 4 Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Praises to the King of kings Grateful vows and solemn praise
Let us join the choral song. And when every blessing's flown.
And the grateful notes prolong. Love thee for thyself alone.
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I. Praise to God, im - mor - tal praise. For the love that crowns our days
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Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, Accept the gifts we offer.
For all his love. For all thy love imparts,
2 He only is the Maker And, what thou most desirest,
Of all things near and far Our humble, thankful hearts.
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ST. GEORGE. 7s. D. SIR GEORGE J. HLVEY. 1816 —
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Raise the song of harvest -home ! Then the full corn shall appear;
All is safely gathered in. Lord of harvest grant that we !
Ere the winter storms begin : Wholesome grain and pure may be.
God, our Maker, doth provide
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For our wants to be supplied :
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Great King of nations, hear our prayer, 1 Lord, while for all mankind we pray,
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Beset our country round, With peace our borders bless
To thee we looked, to thee we cried, With prosperous times our cities crown,
And help in thee was found. Our fields with plenteousness.
3 With one consent we meekly bow 3 Unite us in the sacred love
Beneath thy chastening hand. Of knowledge, truth and thee
And, pouring forth confession meet. And let our hills and valleys shout
Mourn with our mourning land. The songs of liberty.
4 With pitying eye behold our need, 4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee
As thus we lift our prayer Our country we commend
Correct us with thy judgments, Lord, Be thou her refuge and her trust,
Then let thy mercy spare. Her everlasting friend.
1. See, gracious God, before thy throne. Thy mourning people bend ; 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone Our humble hopes depend.
OCCASIONAIx-OUE COUNTRY.
AMERICA. 6S, 48. HENRY CAREY, 1685-I743.
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1 Lord, let thy goodness lead our land.
To walk as in thy glorious sight;
Still saved by thine almighty hand,
Still in thy precepts and thy fear.
The tribute of its love to bring Till life's last hour to persevere.
To thee, our Saviour and our King. DOXOLOGY.
2 Let every public temple raise To God the Father, God the Son,
Triumphant songs of holy praise And God the Spirit, three in One,
Let every peaceful, private home Be honor, praise and glory given.
A temple, Lord, to thee become. By all on earth, and all in heaven!
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The open - ing year thy mer-cy shows Let mer-cy crown it till it close.
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1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand, 1 Our helper, God, we bless thy name,
By which supported still we stand Whose love forever is the same
The opening year thy mercy shows The tokens of whose gracious care
Let mercy crown it till it close. Begin and crown and close the year.
2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 2 Amid ten thousand snares we stand,
Still we are guarded by our God Supported by thy guardian hand
By his incessant bounty fed, And see, when we review our ways,
By his unerring counsel led. Ten thousand monuments of praise.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own 3 Thus far thine arm has led us on
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We to thy guardian care commit, And while we tread this desert land,
And peaceful leave before thy feet. New mercies shall new songs demand.
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By the patience of hope and the labor of love. And the fugitive moment refuses to stay.
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pear. O that each from his Lord may receive
His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, the glad word,
And our talents improve. " Well and faithfully done!
By the patience of hope and the labor of Enter into my joy, and sit down on my
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iM!any souls their race have run, Upward, Lord, our spirits raise,
Nevermore to meet us here : All below is but a dream.
Fixed in an eternal state,
3 thanks for mercies past receive
They have done with all below
Pardon of our sins renew
We a little longer wait,
Teach us henceforth how to live,
But how little none can know.
With eternity in view
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Speedily the mark to find ;
Fill us with a Saviour's love
As the lightning from the skies And when life's short tale is told.
Darts, and leaves no trace behind, May we dwell with thee above.
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No, 3. GLORY BE TO GOD. (Gloria in Excelsis.) part i.
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No. 5. O COME, LET US SING. (Venite, Exultemus Domino.) DR. WM. BOYCfi. 1710-1744.
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mercy shall follow me all the days of my life ; and I will dwell in the house
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3 The Lord hath prepar ed his throne in heaven \\ he hath covered himself" | | ;
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No. X3. HAVE MERCY UPON ME. (Miserere Mei Deus.) THOMAS TALUS. 1520-1585.
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No. 15, THE LORD IS MY LIGHT.
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No. 18. COME UNTO ME. (Venite Ad Me.) DR. P. HAYES.
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consume away, like as it were a moth** fretting** a garment: ev**ery | | ||
7 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and with thine ears con- sider my calling ; * *
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No. 25. O COME, LET US SING. (Venite, exultemus Domino.) H. L.
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8 O worship the Lord ** in the beauty " of holiness let the whole earth ** |
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2d part. 9 For he cometh, for he co ** meth to judge the earth; and with | | ||
righteousness to judge the world " and the people with his truth. |
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No. 29. GLORY BE TO GOD ON HIGH. (Gloria in Excelsis.) H. C. ZKUNBR.
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No. 30. PRAISE THE LORD. (Benedic anima mea.) HKWRY BELDWNT.
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4 Who saveth thy life " from de- struction, and crowneth thee ** with mer-
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fulfil his commandment, and hearken ** un- to the voice of " his word. | | |
6 O praise the Lord, "all ye his hosts ye ser •• vants of his that do his
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4 He hath remembered his mercy and truth towards " the house of Israel, and | | ||
all the ends of the world have seen •• the sal- vation of our God. | | |
5 Show yourselves joyful unto the Lord" all ye lands; sing," re- joice and
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6 Praise the Lord" up- on the harps ; sing to the harp " with a psalm of
thanks giving.— |
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7 With trum " pets and sound of cornet make a joyful noise "be- fore the
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9 Let the floods clap their hands, let the hills be joyful togeth " er be- fore the |
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No. 39. IT IS A GOOD THING TO GIVE THANKS. (Bonum est confiteri.) j. barnby.
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3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and " up- on the lute; upon a loud in " | | ||
4 For thou Lord hast made me glad " through thy works ; || and I will rejoice |
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1 Glory be to the Fa " ther and - to the Son, and " | | || | to the |
Holy |
Ghost;
2 As it was in the beginning, is now •* and ever shall | |
be, ||
world **
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No. 44. GOD BE MERCIFUL UNTO US. (Deus Misereatur.)
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No. 49. O BE JOYFUL IN THE LORD, a^bilate Deo.) j. robinsoh.
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be joyful in the Lord " ail ye lands serve the Lord with gladness, and
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No. 54. BLESSED BE THE LORD GOD OF ISRAEL. (Benedictus.) t. webb.
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3 As he spake by the mouth of his holy prophets, •*
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4 That we should be sa " ved|from our|enemies, and from - thelhand of |all thatlhate us. ||
5 Through the tender mer " cy of our God whereby the dayspring from *' on
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No. 59. THE EARTH IS THE LORD'S. (Domini est terra.) DR. G. M. GARRETT.
2 For he hath foun - ded it up- on the seas, and estab ** lished it up- on | | || | |
the floods.
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his soul unto vanity, nor " sworn de- ceitful- ly. | |
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6 This is the genera *" tion of them that seek him, that " seek thy face,
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Jacob.
7 Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up, ye ev *' er- lasting doors ; |
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No. 63. HIS MERCY ENDURETH. (Confitemini.) W. H. DOAKE.
8 The sun ** to rule by day: || for " his mer " cy en- du " reth for ever.
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9 The moon and the stars "to [govern " the night: || for " his mer'cy en- |du "reth for ever. | |
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8 Thou wen test forth for the salva ** tion of thy ] people, even for salva *• tion
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No. 69. THE HEAVENS DECLARE THE GLORY OF GOD. (Coeli enarrant.)^ s. wesley.
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2 Day unto day " utter *• eth speech, and " night unto night ** showeth
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4 Their line is gone out " through all the earth, and ** their words '* to the |
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5 In them hath he set a tab " ernacle for the sun which is as a bridegroom | | ; ||
coming out of his chamber, and rejoic " eth as a strong *• man to run his |
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7 The law of the .Lord is per •• feet, con- ver •• ting the soul the testimony of | | ; ||
8 The statutes of the Lord are right re- joicing •• the heart the command- |
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10 More to be desired are they than gold, yea " than much fine gold |[ sweeter |
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12 Who can un"der- stand his errors? Cleanse "thou me from [ secret |
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13 Keep back thy servant al " so from pre- sump " tuous sins |[ let them not |
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No. 71. WE PRAISE THEE, O GOD. (Te deum laudamus.) No. i. From h. lawes.
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1 We praise" thee, O God we acknowl " edge thee to be the Lord.
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2 All the earth "doth worship thee, the" Father ever- lasting. | | || | | |
3 To thee all an " gels cry a- loud, the heavens " and ail the powers " there- in.
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9 The Father of" an infi " nite majesty thine ado " rable true and only Son;
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No. 73. SECOND TUr«E. WE PRAISE THEE, O GOD. (Te deum laudamus.) No. II.
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No. 74. THE LORD IS MY LIGHT. (Dominus illuminatio.) J. BARNBY.
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2 The Lord " is the strength •• of my life of whom " shall I be a- fraid?
8 One thing have I " de- sired " of the Lord that will
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6 Therefore will I offer in his dwel •• ling cacri- fi " ces of joy I will sing, yea |
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7 Hear, O Lord, when I cry - with my voice have mercy al '* so up- on me | | ; f| |
8 When thou saidst " Seek ye my face, my heart said unto thee *• Thy face, | | || |
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and cutteth the spear in sunder, he bur " neth the chari ot in the fire. | | |
10 Be still and know that I am God I will be exalted among the heathen,
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for more.
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No. 82. O COME, LET US LIFT OUR HEARTS. J. BARNBY,
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let us gratefully be glad - and re- |
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2 Let us bow ourselves before " him with de- votion; and hal •• low his name |
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3 The Lord hath prepar " ed his throne in heaven; he hath covered himself" |
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4 Yet his mercy is " ver all that love him, and his dwel •• ling with those | | || |
6 Glory be to the Fa - ther and " to the Son, and •• to the Holy Ghost; | | || |
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5 Thou prepar •* est a table *• be- fore me, in " the presence of mine ] | || |
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6 Thou anoin test my head with oil my cup •• — runneth over.
7 Surely goodness
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And then we turn away " yet still thy kindness for " gives our blindnesSo | | || |
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feeling? | ||
O, who can hear the ac " cents of thy mercy, and " never love thee? |
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5 Kind Benefactor, plant within this bosom " the seeds of holiness and let | | ||
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No. 87. ABIDE WITH ME. a. h d. troytb.
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live with ]
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14 For in that he died, he died ••
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but in that he liveth *•
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sin,
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No. 91. O WHAT, IF WE ARE CHRIST'S ? (Baptismal Chant.) H. W. GREATOREX.
757 H. W. BAKER.
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grace |
be ours,
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loss? ||
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2 My soul thirsteth for God - for the
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with the throng and led them " to the house of God | | | ;
5 With the voice " of joy and praise, with a mul ** titude keeping holy day.
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9 Cast me not away " from thy presence and take " not thy Holy Spirit |
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from me.
10 Restore unto me the joy " of thy sal- vation and uphold " me with thy
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No. 95. OUT OF THE DEPTHS. (De profundis.) DR. W. FELTON.
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INDEX OF MUSIC COMPOSERS.
PAGE. page.
Ahle, Johann Rudolph (1625-1673) 49, 90, 207 Elvey, Sir George Job, Mus. Doc. (1816 ) 52,
Doane, William Howard, Mus. Doc. (1832 INGALLS. Jeremiah (1764-1828) 6, 142, 178, 288
)
Irons, Herbert S (1834 ) 100
26, 48, 54, 63, 80, 89, 91, 95. 97, 104, 129, 135, 137,
146, 168, 169, 175, 180, 183, 184, 187, 189, 190, 191,
Ives, Elam, Jr (1800-1864) 344
233, 234, 235, 242, 256, 279, 298, 319, 325, 359, 366
DUTTON, DeODATUS, JR Johnson, Rev. E. H.. D.D..( )...47, 66, 258, 280
( ) 29
Dykes, Rev. J. B., Mus. Doc. (1823-1876) 58. 73. 94,
Johnson. Rev. William... (1726-1800) 180,224, 264
Jones, Rev. Darius E (1815-1881) 41, 242, 253
105, 107, 110, 149, 151, 164, 199, 204, 206, 224, 254,
255, 279, 295, 344, 355
Kingsley, George. .. (1811- -)....44, 57, 132, 194,
Edson, Lewis (1748-1820) 124, 166 203, 246, 281, 282, 317
397
INDEX OF MUSIC COMPOSERS.
PAGE. PAGE.
KiRBYE, George (1572 ) 336 Schneider, Friedrich (1786-1853) ..IS, 47
Knapp, William (1698-1768) 12, 312 Schumann, Robert (1810-1856) 8, 159
Knecht, Justin Heinrich (1752-1817) 186 Shaw, Oliver (1778-1848) 225
KocHER, Conrad (1786-1838) 51, 261 Sherwin, William Fisk (1826 ) 237, 258
Shore, William (1791-1877) 172
Lampe, JohannF (1703-1751) 211 Shrubsole, William (1758-1806) 84, 283
Leigh, Rev. Walter ( ) 69 Simpson, R ( ) 104, 143
Lewis, Freeman (1780-1859) 200 Smart, Henry... (1812-1879) ...5, 30, 31, 93, 112, 289,
LOWRY, Rev. Robert, D. D...( 1826-1899)... 129, 187, 333, 335, 345
188, 235, 241, 260, 300, 323, 336 Smart, Sir Geo. Thos (1776-1867).. 171
Luther, Rev. Martin, D. D... (1483-1546). ..46, 230, 336 Smith, Isaac (1770-1800) 8, 45, 123, 310
Spohr, Louis, Mus. Doc (1784-1859) 88, 300, 362
Madan, H (1698-1748) 334 Stainer, John, Mus. Doc (1840 ) 20, 27
Main, Hubert Platt (1839 ) 347 Stanley, Samuel (1768-1822) 35, 87, 250, 223
Mainzer, Joseph...... (1801-18.51) 356 Stebbins, George Coles (1846 ) 77, 262
Malan, Rev. C^sar Henri A..(1787-1864)..102, 260, 274 Steibelt, D (1755-1823) 22
Marsh, Simeon Butler (1798-1834) 254 Stewart, Robert Prescott, Mus. Doc (1825-
Marshall. Leonard (1809 ) 136, 330, 341 )... 79
Mason, Lowell, Mus. Doc... (1792-1872). ..4, 12, 17, Sullivan, Arthur Seymour, Mus. Doc (1842-
24, 29, 33, 38, 39, 40, 41, 50, 52, 59, 66, 75, 79, 102, )...10, 27, 60, 67, 125, 130, 155, 217, 293, 298,
106, 107, 110, 113, 116, 119, 122, 124, 134, 136, 137, 315, 328, 342
139, 145, 149, 152, 154, 157, 160,
172, 194, 195, 197, Swan, Timothy (1758-1842) 325
198, 199, 202, 214, 215, 216, 226,
227, 230, 238, 239, SwEETSER, Joseph Emerson.... (1825-1873) 152, 330
243, 244, 263, 266, 268, 274, 275,
284, 286, 288, 289,
301, 305, 306, 313, 315, 318, 321, 322, 324, 334, 337, Tansur, William (1700-1783) 74
338, 346, 363 Tallis, Thomas (1529-1585) 28, 114, 226, 281, 367
Mason, Timothy Battle (1801-1861) 10, 23, 288 Taylor, Virgil Corydon (1817 ) 312, 357
Matthews, Rev. Timothy Richard... (1826 ) 307 Thibaut (about 1254 ) 90
Mehul, Etienne Henri (1763-1817) 42, 165 Tours, Berthold (1838 ) 40, 246, 288, 329
Mendelssohn, Felix.... (1809-1847) 53, 61, 155, 279 Trembath, Henry Gough (1845 ) 108
Messinger, a ( ) 176 Trenton, Thomas ( ) 247
Miller, James ( 1782 ) 80 Tucker, Isaac (1761-1825) 14
Miller, Edward, Mus. Doc (1731-1807) 135, 245 Tucker, Henry (1826-1882) 304, 319
Monk, William Henry... (1823 )....26, 71, 96, 188 Tuckerman, Samuel Parkman, Mus.Doc...(1819-
MornIxNGTOn, G. W (1735-1781) 218 ^_ .193, 202 328
Mozart, Johann C.W.A..(1756-1799)..ll, 56, 94, 121, 232 Turner, William, Mus. Doc (1652-1740)..' 361
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INDEX OF HYMN WlilTEES.
HYMN. hymn.
Adams, Mrs. Sarah Flower (1805-1848) 387 Decius, Nicolaus ( 1530?) 88
Addison, Joseph (1672-1719) 75, 89 Deck, James George (1802 ) 338, 485, 537
Akerman, Mrs. Lucy Evelina (1816-1874).... 475 De Fleury, Miss Maria ( 187 )
Alexander, Mrs. Cecil Frances. (1823 ).13J, 228 Denny, Sir Edward (1796 ) 114, 540
Alexander, James Waddell, D. D..(1804-1859)... 123 Dickinson, Rev. William (1816-1868) 497
Alexander, Joseph Addison, D. D..(1809-1860)... 247 Dix, William Chatterton (1837 ) 104, 505
Alford, Henry, D. D (1810-1871) 420, 674 690 . DoANE, Bp. George Washington (1799-1859)
Allen, Rev. George Nelson (1812-1877) 449 62, 115, 600
Allen, Rev. James (1734-1801) 159, 353 Doddridge, Philip D.D (1702-1752) 44,93,
Allen, Rev. Jonathan (1801 ) 272 102, 148, 250, 259, 329, 342, 416, 439, 452, 453, 468,
Anderson, Mrs. G. W (1819 )..: 594 494, 512, 556, 571, 616, 665, 698, 699
Anstice, Joseph (1808-1836) 319 Duffield, Rev. George, Jr (1818 ) 425
Atkinson, John, D. D (1835 ) 679 Duncan, Mrs. Mary (Lundie) (1814-1840) 583
AUBER, Miss Harriet (1773-1862) 31, 45, 200, 604 Dwight, Timothy, D. D (1752-1817) 251, 520
DwiGHT, Rev. John Sullivan (1812 ) 692
Baker, Rev. Sir Henry William (1821-1877) Dyer, Rev. Sidney (1814-1898) 549, 593
95, 430, 500
Bakewell, Rev. John (1721-1819) 178 East, Bp. John (about 1836) 669
Baldwin, Thomas...... (1753-1825) 524 Eastburn, Rev. James Wallis (1798-1819) 210
Barbauld, Mrs. Anna L^etitia (1743-1825)...
Edmeston, James (1791-1867) 48, 340
28, 42, 271, 462, 619, 688
Ellerton, Rev. John (1826 39, 64
)
Burton, John (1803 ) 203 279, 363, 407, 418, 474, 501, 519
Campbell, Miss J. M ( ) ,
689 Hatfield. Edwin Francis, D.D (1807 )... 618
Carlisle, Rev. Joseph Dacre (1758-1804) 395 Havergal, Miss Frances Ridley (1836-1879)
Cary, Miss Phcebe (1824-1871) 636 246, 320, 459, 460, 553
Caswall, Rev. Edward (1814-1878). ..162, 185, Haweis, Rev. Thomas (1732-1820)...- 238
188, 333, 348 Hawker, Robert, D.D (1753-1827) 20
Cawood, Rev. John (1775-1852^ 109 Hawks, Mrs. Annie Sherwood (1835- )... 364
Cennick, Rev. John (1717-1755) 307, 359, 658 Hayward. Thomas 37
Chandler, Rev. John, M. A (1806-1876) 587 Heath, Rev. George (1781 ) 422
Clark, Rev. Alexander (1834-1881) 360 Heber, Bp. Reginald. ...(1783-1826). ..11 3, 121, 209,
CLAUDIUS, Matthias (1740-1815) 689 414, 552, 572, 605, 628, 645
Cleveland, Rev. Benjamin (1790 ) 376 Hedge, Frederic Henry, D. D (1805 )... 94
Cobbin, Ingram (1777-18511 393 Heginbotham, Rev. Ottiwell (1744-17G8) 14
Codner, Mrs. Elizabeth (1835 ) 562 Hervey, Rev. James (1744-1758) 80
Coles, Abraham, M. D (1813 ) 507 HiLLHOusE, Augustus Lucas (1792-1859) 341
Collyer, William Bengo, D. D...(1782-1854)..257, 289 Holmes, Oliver Wendell, LL. D... (1809-1894).... 72
CoNDER, Josiah (1789-1855) 96, 547 Hope, Henry Joy McCracken (1809-1872) 355
Cook, William ( ) 135 How, Rev. William Walsham, M. A (1823-
Cooper, John (1808 ) 212 )...240, 451
COAVPER, William (1731-1800) ...26, 81, 219, 231, Humphreys, Rev. Joseph (1720 ) 510
316, 335, 375, 398 Hyde, Mrs. Ann Beadley (1799-1872) 278
Cox, Miss Frances Elizabeth ( ).... 436 John of Damascus ( 780) 649
CoxE, Arthur Cleveland. J). D..(1818 )..118, 516 Jones, Rev. Edmund (1722-1765) 274
Crabbe, Rev. George (1754-1832) 269 JUDSON, Adoniram, D. D (1788-1850) 522, 526
Crewdson, Mrs. Jane Fox (1809-1863) 400
Crosby, Fanny (see Van Alstyne) Keble, Rev. John (1792-1866) 56, 351
Croswell, William, D.D (1804-1854) 601 Keith, George ( ) 502
Cruger, JOHANN (1598-1662) 268 Kelly, Rev. Thomas (1769-1 855) ...128, 141,152,
Gushing, Rev. W. O (1823 506 183, 521, 609
)
Cutting, Sewall S., D. D (1813-1882) 73 Kempthorn, Rev. John (1775-1838) 23
Ken, Bp. Thomas (1637-1711) 49, 27
Da VIES,
Rev. Samuel, M. A (1724-1761) .. 443 Key, Francis Scott (1779-1843) 21
Payman, Rev. Edavard Arthur (1807- .. 646 King, Rev. John (1788-1858) 580
INDEX OF HYMN WRITERS.
HYMN. hymn
Krishnu Pal (1764-1822) 445 Shrubsole, William, Jr (1759-1829) 53, 514, 599
SiGOURNEY, Mrs. Lydia Huntley. ..(1791-1865)... 470
Laurenti Laurentius (1660-1722) Small, J. G 511
Leland, Rev. John (1754-1841) Smith, Samuel Francis, D. D (1808-1895) ...61,
Lloyd, William Freeman (1791-1853) 263, 280, 515, 523, 530, 532, 535, 536, 561, 606, 608,
LOWRY, Robert, D. D (1826-1899) 624, 638, 641, 696
Luke, Mrs. Jemima (1813 )
Spafford, H. G ( ) 509
Luther, Martin, D. D (1483-1546) Spurgeon. Rev. Charles Haddon... (1834-1892)... 538
Lyte, Rev. Henry Francis, M. A (1793-1847) Stanley, Arthur Penrhyn, D. D... (1815-1881)... 142
9, 19, 311, 352. 362, 385, Steele, Miss Anne (1716-1778) 85, 116, 146,
Macduff, John Ross, D. D (1818 )
167, 169, 189, 198, 218, 232, 242, 314, 371, 374, 394,
Mackay, Mrs. Margaret (1801 )
419, 477, 479, 486, 695
Mackay, Rev. William Paton ( )...
Stennett, Samuel, D. D
(1727-1795) 40, 130,
Madan, Rev. Martin (1726-1790)
168, 292, 544, 673
Mant, Richard, D. D (1776-1848) Stephen the Sabaite (725-794) 245
Marriot, Rev. John (1780-1825) Stone, Rev. Samuel John, M. A..(1839 )..32i, 517
Marshman, Joshua, D. D (1768-1837) Stowell, Rev. Hugh .(1799-1865) 397
Mason, Rev. John 1694)
(
Strong, Nathan, D.D (1748-1816) 687
Mason, Miss Mary Jane (1822 )
Swain, Rev. Joseph (1761-1796) 389, 426, 465
Maude, Mrs. Mary Fawler (184S )
OccuM, Rev. Samson (1723-1792) 225, 276 11, 12, 15, 17, 18, 25, 27, 29, 30, 32, 35, 38, 43, 46,
Onderdonk, Bp. Henry Ustick (1789-1858)... 50, 51, 52, 58, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70. 76, 77. 78, 79, 82,
262, 265, 575 84. 86, 87, 90, 91, 97, 105, 120, 125. 129, 143, 145,
Page, Edgar ( ) 322 147, 155, 156, 163, 165, 166, 191, 196, 197, 199, 204,
Palmer, Ray, D. D (1808-1887) 186, 334, 384 214, 217, 220, 222, 223, 224, 227, 230, 233, 234, 236,
Perronet, Rev. Edward (1726-1792) 161 249, 252, 256, 285, 288, 291, 296, 308, 328, 330. 345,
Phelps, Sylvanus Drydkn, D. D (1816-1895)... 461 349, 350, 368, 370, 372, 392, 409, 410, 417, 440, 441,
Phillips, Miss Harriet Cecilia (1806-1844)... 581 442, 480, 482, 483, 488, 489, 490, 491, 495, 541, 545,
Pierpont, Folliott Sandford (1821 ).... 570 546, 555, 559, 597, 620, 627, 640, 642, 643, 655, 661, 684
Plumtre, Rev. Edward Hayes (1821-1891).... 149 Wells, M.M ( ) 205
Pott, Rev. Francis (1832 ) 1.34, 578 Wesley, Rev. Charles. ...(1703-1788). ..2, 107, 108,
Prentiss, Mrs. Elizabeth Pa yson)..( 1819-1878).
( 337 137, 139, 144, 164, 201, 208, 226, 235, 264, 287, 293,
Prynne, George Rundell ( ) 383 295, 297, 305, 306. 323, 344, 358, 366, 369, 378, 386,
415, 424, 451, 464, 466, 478, 499. 567, 700
Raavson,George (1807 ) 493, 551 Wesley, Rev. John(1703-1791) 310, 331, 481
Reed, Andrew, D.D (1787-1862) 194, 612 White, Henry Kirke (1785-1806) 154, 623
Reed, Miss Eliza ( ) 253 Whitfield. Rev. Frederick (1829 )...171,815
Ringwaldt, Rev. Bartholomaus... (1530-1598)... 660 Whiting, William...... (1825 ) 589
RiNKHART, Martin (1586-1649) 92 Whittier, John Greenleaf (1802-1892) 327
Robbins, Gurdon (181.3-1883) 668 Williams, Miss Helen Maria (1762-1827) 13
Robinson, Rev. Robert (1735-1790) 177 Williams, Rev. William (1717-1791) 99, 607
Ryland, John, D.D (1753-1825) 531 Williams, Rev. Isaac (1802-1865) 301
Wing ROVE, John (1720-1793) 504
Saffery, Mrs. Maria Grace (1773-1858) 529 Winkler, Edwin Theodore, D.D... (1823-1883)... 560
SCHEFFLER, JOHANN ANGELUS (1G24-1677) 331 Winkworth, Miss Catharine.... (1829-1878). ..88,
Schmolke, Rev. Benjamin (1672-1737) 136, 433 92, 136, 427, 647
Scott, Rev. Thomas (1708-1776) 138, 267 Wolfe, Rev. Aaron Robert (1821 )....484, 542
Scott, Sir Walter (1771-1832) 664 Wordsworth, Christopher, D. D...(1S07 )...
ScRivEN, Joseph (1829-1886) 406 41, 60. 413, 456
Seagrave, Rev. Robert, M. A (1693-1759) 388 W^reford, John Reynell, D. D (1799-1841).... 694
Sears, Edmund Hamilton, D.D (1810-1876)... 110
Shepherd, Mrs. Anne Houlditch... (1809-1857).. 573 Xavier, St. Francis (1506-1552) 333
Shirley, Mrs. Selina (Countess of Huntingdon) Zinzendorf, Count Nicholas Ludwig (1700-
(1707-1791) 662 1760) 313, 481
ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES.
Autumn 8, 7. d 93 Ditson M
C. 316 Hallelujah,
Hamburg
'Tis....l2 101
Ava 6, 4 145 Dix 7.6 1 51,261 L. M.. .59, 152, 274
Ave ....8, 7, 4 278,292 Doane L. M 303 Hampton L. M.. 5
Avon C. M 101, 173 Dorrnance 7
8,
S. M
183 Happiness 11, 9..., 186
Aylesbury S. M 339 Dover
Downs C. M
108, 328 Happy Day
Happy Voices
L. M..
H. M.,
177
298
40, 115, 195
Baldwin 7, 6. d..., Draw Me Nearer,..P. M 190 Harbor H. M. r.. 125
Balerma C. M .104 Duane Street L. M 158 Harewood S. M... 38
Beatitude S. M Dulse Street- M
JL. 42, 210 Harlev H. M. 311
Beethoven L. M Dulcimer 11, 8 200 Harwell 8, 7. d.. 79 52,
Bemerton C. M Dundee G.M.7,34 ,271 ,276.337 Haven C. M 170 ..
S. M
4
10, 164
Rest L. M 324
Valedictory
198
L. M
L)'-te 10 326
Lyons Retreat 204
10, 11 1
Revive Us Again..ll, 12 112
Valens 7, 6. d
Magdat.ena D 20 River of Life P. M 129 Valette L. M. 6 1
L. M Varina
7, 6. C. M....248, 343,
Mainzer L. M 356 Rockingham 4, 24, 244
Venn L. M
Maitland C. M 229 Rockport
L. M
8
7, 6, 212
Vesper Hymn 4
Manoah C. M 35, 157, 355 Rolland
Romberg C. M
121
Vienna
8, 7,
7
112,
Manton 7
C. M
139
Rosefleld
131
Vigils C. M 76,
Marlow
Marshman 8, 7. d
360
....249,281,
93 Rothwell
6
L. M
7, 1 260, 274
74 Vincent L.M
Rotterdam d Vinton 6
8, 7. 1
P. M
Martyn 7. d 254 7, 6. 329
Vox Angelica
Mear C. M 14 Rouen 8, 4
M
233
Mehul 7, 6. T> 165 Rowland L. 193 Wallace L. M 148,
Melcombe L. M 39
Sabbath 7. 6 1 17
Ward L. M.33,39,106,
Melita L. M.61 Waring C. M.
Melody C. M
331
205
Sacrifice C. M Warwick C. M
6 1
35, 87,
Mendel Safe in the Arms. .7, 6 Watchman, Tell. ..7. d
Mendon
7, 6 1
M
155
Salzburgh C. M Wavertree M
Mercy 7
L. 263
141, 174
Samuel H. M Webb
L.
d
7, 6.
172,
55, 219,
Mercy's Call P. M 146
Sanctuary 8, 7. d Welcome Voice.. ..P.6 M
Saviour, Like a L. M
8, 7, 4
Meribah C. P. M..119,154,337 Wells 133,
Miles Lane C. M 84
Saviour,who died..6,
Saxony L.
4
M We Shall Meet 8, 6
Missionary Chant.L. M..81 ,238,283,302 What a Friend 8, 7. d
Missionary Hym..7, 6. d 301, 306
Scotland 11, 12
M What Hast Thou..P. M
Monk S. M 230
Seasons L.
d Williams M
L.
Monsell S. M 222
Selborne 7, 6.
Willoughby M
C. P.
Montgomery 7 90
Selwin
Serenity
6,
C. M
5
170,
Wiltshire M
C.
More Like Jesus...7. d 191
L. M
Wilmot 7 10,
More Love to 6, 4 175
Sessions 2,
Wimborne L. M
Morning Hymn... .L. M 24 Seymour
We
7 153,
Winchester New...L. M
Mornington S. M 218 Shall Gather..8, 7
M Winchester Old C. M
Mount Vernon 8, 7 324 Shawmut S. 313,
Windham L. M 132,
Munich 7, 6 61
Shepherd 6, 5. d Windsor C. M
Shining Shore 8, 7. d Wishart
Naomi C.M.41,194,202,284,318 Shirland S. M Woodbury
10.
S.
6
M. d
1
A.bba FMher 3^,455 Blood of Jesus. See Jesus. Bound on the Tree iSa
4bide with me 18b, 6bZ Book of Life 82, 347 Bridegroom 497, 554, 653 654
A^ctivity, Ciiristian..., 410, Bread of Heaven 99, 339, Captain 409, 414, 420; 421
547 552
416, 420-422, 441, 458, 461, 466-476 Clinging to 318, 324, 364, 452
Adoption 85, 91, m, 352, Brevity ot Life 621-625,'
Compassion of ..131, 165, 175,
627-631, 635, 636, 671, 677
Adoration...3-8, 14, 16, .52, m
356, 359, 510
Bride, the Church the 517, 651
Bridegroom, Christ the... 554,
Complete in
176, 225, 242, 245, 260
Condescension of
484, 485
238, 242
156,' 653, 654 Conformity to
of Christ 2^ lo3, 155, 367-369
172, 176, 178, i.82, 185, 382, Broad and Narrow Way Coronation of.. .151,161, 176, 183
676, 681 249, 307, 359, 386 Cross of. See Cross.
Advent, First 102-113 Broken Heart 285, 286 Crown him 151, 152, 161,
Chorus Brotherly Love 462-465
176, 183
-a-aW.
Prophecy fulfilled in 102-104 Crucified.. ..124, 125, 130, 132,
Advent, Second. See Com- Burial 639-649
193, 268, 273
ing of Christ, Second. Of a Child 647 Death of. 123-132
Afflictions 100, 122, 407, Of a Christian 623, 626, Devotion to 337, 338, 439,
430-438, 493, 495, 496, 506 640, 643, 640, 646 442, 461
Almost Persuaded 282 Of a Friend 622, 624 Defender, our 490, 511
Angels 83, 108, 109-111, 113, Of a Pastor 644, 648 Divinity of. 103, 113, 110,
138, 187, 655, 667, 675 Of a Sister 641
125, 129, 133, 155, 156, 166
Anxiety cast aside 42, 374, Earthly Life and Works
412, 427, 429, 493, 507 114, 117, 121, 149, 229
Ascension.See Christ. Calvary 123-132, 238, 246, Equality with God 152,
Atonement. See Christ. 268, 294, 391, 401, 442 155, 156
Ashamed of Jesus, Not Canaan 344, 651, 670, 673, Exaltation of... 140, 1^43, 166,
446, 490, 534 674, 684 178, 191
Asleep in Jesus 639, 643, Care, Casting on God....80,83, Example of 120, 367, 373,
646, 647 85, 310-312, 319, 394, 427, 493, 494 384, 442, 449
Assurance 199, 488-491, 502, Providential 1, 9, 13, 19, Faith in 299, 305, 306, 384,
609, 511, 534, 540 75, 83, 89, 92, 100 481, 490
Chastening 429-438 Faithfulness of 483, 488-
Chief of Sinners..l75, 231, 297, 299 490, 508, 511
Lacksliding 257, 266, 369, Finished Work of. 130, 132
375, 415, 419 Children's Hymns 568-570, Following... 120, 307, 411, 449, 455
Return from....224, 289, 375, 572, 573, 576-578, 580, 581, 583-591 Friend 175, 179, 238, 287,
389, 390, 415, 419 Children 568-592 302, 315, 318, 353, 355, 391,
Hosannas and Praises of 406, 445, 477, 511
568, 570, 5; 7, 578, 580, 584, 587 Gave Himself for Us... 125,
Baptism ....522-537
In Heaven 573 165, 212, 306, 352, 382, 442,
messing in 522-524, 530, 537
Prayer of ...569, 576, 583, 586, 445, 458-461
Buried with Christ in..523- 589 591 Gift of 90, 133, 456, 570
526, 533, 534, 537
Prayer for 571, 572, 574', Glorified 129, 137, 142-144,
Covenant with Christ in 575, 582, 592 151, 152
522, 523, 525. 527, 529, 530, 537 Gratitude to 168, 169, 177,
Following Christ in 524-536
Christ 102-193 347, 459
Holy Spirit Invoked,...522, Absent 139, 140, 142, 334, Guide...313, 315, 317, 363, 364,
530, 532
553, 629, 650-652 427, 428, 431, SOL 508
Joy in .523,531 Advent, First 102-113 Healer 117, 149^ 327
Prophecy in 525,637 Second. See Coming of Helper 121, 12£
Rising from 522, 525, 537 Christ, Second. High Priest 145, 147, 148, 235'
Vow of 523, 528-531
Advocate 146, 302, 391 Humanity of.. ..103, 107, 108,
Agony of 273, 551 117-121
Believer, Security of. 477, All brought to 460 Humiliation of. 107, 111,
483-485, 488 All in All 150. 499, 504 125, 178, 178
Benevolence 451, 468, 470, 476 All, sufficiency of. '..339, 340 Incarnation of 102, 103,
All we Need 340, 348, 355 107, 108, 116, 133, 237, 291
Bible, the 216-222 Almighty 153, 155, 163 Immanuel 11, 108, 132
Christ in 218, 221 Anointed, the Lord's 112 Interceding 146-148, 178, 483
Excellence of.... 216, 218, 220, 221 Ascension of 138-144 Inviting 227, 229, 232, 233,
Glory of 219, 220 Atonement of... 125, 129, 130, 240, 245, 248, 256, 261, 271
Inspiration of 216, 219, 220 163, 231, 235, 238, 239, 242, 485, 496 Joy in 150, 339, 341, 342,
Love to 217, 221,349 Baptism of 524-527, 529, 344-359
Our Infallible Guide.... 216, 532, 633, 535 Judge.... 652, 660-665
219 222 Birth of. 106-111 King 103, 107, 109, 153, 162,
Praise for 218,' 222 Blood o£,....127. 188, 223, 228, 500, 662
Value of 217, 218, 220, 2J^ 23L 238, 246 King of Glory. ........144, 152
4G$
INDEX OF SUBJECTS.
Kingdom. See Kingdom, Truth, the 115 Consecration, to God 439-461
Unchangeable 309, 362, 511 To Christ. ..439, 442, 443, 447-
Lamb of God...l39, 151, 156, Union with 175, 187, 353, 455, 458, 461
158-160, 166, 174, 191, 215, 235, 357, 365, 452, 485, 541, 547 Vow of. 448, 448, 449, 461
Leading Us 313, 317, 428, Victor, the 134-136, 141, Contributions 104, 451, 456, 601
434, 438, 508 144, 657 Conversion 226, 283, 285-288
Life, Our... 115, Victory in 328, 409, 413, 292, 294, 295, 299-302
Life, the 115, 423-426, 679 Converts 548, 549
Light, the 317, 487, 567, Vine, the 515, 547 Coronation of Jesus. ..141, 151,
Living 146, 305-307, 477 Way, the 115, 383 161, 176, 183
498, 511 Weeping 260 Country, Our 692, 695, 696
Love of 114, 116, 118, 124, With Us 334, 351, 498, 507 Prayer for 692-697
132, 162, 163, 16-5, 167, 173, Word, the 208, 212 Courage, Christian....409, 410,
189, 335, 373, 497, 501, 511 Work for. See Work. 417, 425, 426
Love to 32a 331, 334-339, Worship to 166, 182, 187, Cross, the 124-128, 141. 174,
353, 365, 390 191, 584, 681 287, 288, 294, 442
Lover of the Soul 499 Banner of. 600
Majesty of 119, 144, 658, 663 Bearing 411, 414, 449, 455
Miracles of 117, 149 Christian, the. Happiness of Soldiers of. 417, 421, 425
Only-begotten, the...90, 133, 293
344, 351, 352, 358, 359
Crown of Thorns 124
Only Saviour, the...i90, 273, Safety of. .325, 477-511
308, 309 Privileges of. 330, 343, 344,
Pattern, Our 120 Daily Bread
349, 352, 365, 510 100, 408, 435
Peace in 186, 319, 341, 494, Deacons, Prayer for 560
500, 504
Physician 228, 300 Church, the 512-521
Plea, the Sinner's only 315 Beloved of God 517, 521 Death 619-646
Praise to 152, 153-173, 178,
Bride of Christ 497, 517, 651 And beyond 621, 627, 632,
182, 185, 187, 188, 191, 193, 354
Fellowship of ...462-465, 515, 633, 636
Prayer to....l74, 384, 386, 399, 542, 548, 549 Anticipated 620, 627-631,
401, 403,501
Foundation of 517, 518 633, 636
Prayers of. 120, 124
Glorious 514, 518, 519 Christ's Presence in 620, 645
Precious 170, 192, 320, 329,
Love to 520, 548 Comfort in 626, 632, 643
334, 348, 504
Militant .517 Departing to be with
Pre-existence of. 108, 116,
Mission of.. .517, 555, 564, 595, Christ 621-623, 625, 626,
610-616, 650, 654 632, 633, 635, 644, 666, 669
125, 133, 139, 140, 155, 351
Presence of 368, 389, 390,
Pilgrim 517, 650 Early 644, 647, 648
498, 507, 566, 611
Security of 497, 516, 518, 521 Fear of 620, 621, 642
Priest...l09, 145, 147, 148, 150,
Spirituality of... 33, 358, 515, Of a Child 647
212 235 520, 561, 563, 565, 566 Of Loved Ones 317, 622,
Prince of Life 135, 156^ 175
Triumphant 512-514, 604 640-648, 647
Prophet 109, 145, 150, 212
Of Ministers 644, 648
Prophet, Priest, and King Come Unto Me.. ..256, 258, 271,
Of the Righteous. ..619, 622,
109, 145, 150 487, 505 626, 633, 640, 643-646
Reconciliation through Comfort in Sorrow 429-431, Reunion after... 622, 625, 630,
175, 237-239, 323 433, 436 637, 638, 641, 645, 646, 652,
Redeemer...l86, 238,305, 306, Comforter, the. See Holy 668, 674, 677, 679
314,335 Spirit. Return from, of believers,
Refuge in. ...121, 122, 478, 489, 499
with Christ 645, 646, 652
Righteousness of...l63, 192, Coming of Christ, Second, Triumph in 632, 633, 648
481, 499, 504 110, 112, 140, 152, 388, 441, 453,
Welcomed 625, 626, 629
Remembering 445, 543, 544 513, 519, 539, 597, 603, 646, 650-666
Without Hope 26-3, 270,
Rest in 487, 505, 509 Anticipated 140, 388, 453, 624, 628, 634, 660
Resurrection of 43, 129, 539, 646, 653, 657, 658, 662
133-139, 155 Blessedness of...llO, 112, 388,
Resurrection and Life, the 441, 597, 603, 654, 655, 657, 659
Debt paid 125, 246, 326
632, 639, 649 Longed for 441, 513, 517,
Decision 274, 283, 285, 290,
519, 656 292, 342
Safety in 325, 438, 477-479,
490, 502 Prayer for 152, 262, 650,
Declension deplored 369,
Full in...l90, 233, 651, 652, 654, 655 375, 389, 390, 892, 415, 419
Salvation,
484, 504 Readiness for.. .140, 453. 653, Decrees. See Sovereignty of
Saviour 116, 121, 123, 125, 656, 661, 662
God.
149, 192, 320 Coming to Christ 292, 300-304 Dedication Hymns 610-616
Delay, danger in 247, 252,
Second Coming of. See
253, 259, 267, 277
Coming, Second. Communion, the 588-554
Shepherd 314, 356, 500
Deliverance 79, 83, 94, 95,
Blessing in 541, 547, 554 157, 427, 492, 506
Sin-bearer 125, 230, 237, Body and Blood 544, 547, 551
239, 268, 293
Dependence 1, 97, 163, 319,
Bread and Wine 538, 540, 384, 410, 508
Son of David 112
541, 547, 552 Depravity 228-228, 249, 284-
Son of God.. .....118, 119, 124, In remembrance.... 540, 548, 551 288, 391
133, 215, 681 Mutual fellowship in.. ..539, Desertion, Danger of.
Son of Man 124, 681 541, 542, 548, 649
247,
277-280, 301
Strength and Stay, our 315 Parting hymn 542, 550
Substitute..l25, 156, 175, 230.
Devotion, Daily 13,14
Praise in 541, 545, 546 Diligence 422, 454, 466-476
236-239, 242, 294, 485 Presence of Christ in. ..588,
114-132 Direction, Providential.. ..97,
Sufferings of. 541, 553, 554 99, 822, 427 428, 434, 485, 437, 438
Suffering for 414, 430, 449, 534 Prophecy in
Sympathy of....l47, 148, 315,
589, 551, 558 Dismission, Hymns for..20, 54, 64
409
SCRIPTURE INDEX,
[The figures designate Hymns.]
ECCLESIA3TES. 2: 28, 29 203, 561 7: 8 392, 393, 399 11: 4 286, 288,366,426
3: 14 226,249,253, 663 7: 11 254 11: 9 399, 403,404
1: 2,3, 14 440 7: 13 249 11: 10 392, 393, 899
7: 11 13, 80, 81 7: 14 249, 634 11: 13
AMOS. 196,203
9: 10 277, 418, 422, 425 7: 24 309 12: 80
3: 3 271 85
11: 1 469,470 9: 2 150, 841, 344 12 : 82 502,518
11: 6 475 4: 12 660, 665
469, 470, 473, 10: 32 335, 440, 490 12: 35 418, 422, 423, 453
5: 4 272
12: 1 443, 522, 532 10: 42 574, 582, 601 13: 6. ..84, 297, 473, 474,475
6: 1 375
12: 14 653,655, 658,663 11: 5 112,807 13 : 24
251,252,259,265,
7: 3 254
11: 28,303 248,258,271, 207
9: 2,3 67
CANTICLES. 273, 274, 407 13 : 84 260, 277
13: 1, 9 409 14: 22 233
2: 4 139, 233 JONAH. 13: 17 184, .5,55 14 27 : 449, 455, 490
4: 16 565,567 2: 4,7 419
5: 1 545 18: 24,30 653, 655, 658 15: 2 273, 275
2: 9 234 14 : 27 502 15: 7 276, 356
5: 4, 6.....201, 375, 473, 475 3: 9 254 16: 18..309,497,516,517,518 15: 11, 24 294, 356
3: 10 292,297 16: 24 249, 455, 449, 490 15: 18 238, 271
ISAIAH. 16: 26 248, 278, 634 10: 13 249
1: 18 275,303 MICAH. 16: 27 653, 055, 058 17: 5 384,387
2: 2, 4 513, 518,596, 2: 10 503, 677 18: 11 110, 105, 230 18: 1 398, 399,404
597, 687 3: 12 112,607 18: 20 20 18: 18 280, 288, 361
6: 3 209 4: 7 518 19: 13 573,575, 570,582 18: 16 448, 520,532
7: 14 108, 110.103, 6: 6 28, 29,236 19: 14 443, 526, 582 19: 10 110, 105,230
113, 230 7: 18, 19 323 20: 28 102, 105 19: 41 114, 200, 468
8: 10 66, 83 21 : 22 399, 408 20: 41, 44 568
21: 11 ....606,659
27 : 5,6 355 NAHUM. 22:
22
4, 9
37
288
322
21:
22:
CO
418, 422, 423, 453
09
1: 3 76,288 : 101, 145, 155, 156,
28: 16 309, 517, 518 24 : 44 628, 600 166, 191
1: 7 78, 496
32: 17 309, 517,518 25: 1, 13...418,453, 653,654 23: 38, 84 114, 118
35: 10 307, a52, 674, 676
1: 15 555
25: 31 665 28: 42 231
40: 11 75, 100,359,500 25: 34 658 28: 40 130, 132
40: 31 17, 410 HABAKKUK. 25: 40 451, 574, 582 24: 49 56, 362
43 : 2 310, 438,502 2: 4 480 25: 41 661 24 : 51 -.
139, 143,350
45: 22 236, 307 2: 14 605, 607 26 : 26,30 589,544,547
49: 14 565 3: 2 196, 564, 565 20 41 422, 425, 426
52 7 555, 609
:
JOHN.
:
3: 17 66, 316,319 26: 75 415
54: 8 412 27: 35 128 1: 1 208, 213,214
55: 1 231,232,233,256 27: 37 181 1: 3 124, 125, 127
57 : 20 250,271 ZEPHANIAH. 28: 1,8 46 1: 4 109, 115, 322
60: 1,2 512,514,606, 607 1: 14—18 25 28: 6 137, 144 1: 29 ..236,283
61: 10 308, 481 3: 9, 10 599 28: 18,20 498,502,559, 1 : 32 682, 533
63: 1 125, 183 3: 17 312 595, 597 3: 3 197, 198, 225
MARK. 3: 14 123
JEREMIAH. ZECHARIAH. 3: 16 87, 116, 128,
3: 4 99, 303
1: 9, 11 524,526, 581, 229, 230
1 : 5 633 585, 537 3: 18 307, 309, 323
8 : 20 26,27,254, 277 2: 10 83
17: 9 198,227 2: 17 273, 270, 279 4: 14 232, 233, 339
4: 6 567 3: 27 102, 105, 227 4: 37 474,409
23 6
: 227, 309, 481 4: 10 575
31: 33 309 6: 34 114, 117,408 5 : 24 .......308, 309
13: 1 231,323 6 50 486, 493, 502 5: 39 189, 218 219
48 : 5, 6 349,435 14: 7 619
:
HYMN.
Abide with me, fast falls the eventide 362 Behold the glories of the Lamb 191
Above the clear blue sky 587 Beneath our feet and o'er our head 628
A broken heart, my God, my King 285 Be still, my heart, these anxious fears 412
A charge to keep I have 454 Be thou, O God, exalted high 4
A few more marchings weary 630 Bless, my soul, the living God 87
A few more years shall roll 631 Blessed are the sons of God 510
A glory gilds the sacred page 219 Blest are the pure in heart 351
Ah, how shall fallen man 223 Blest be the tie that binds 463
Alas, and did my Saviour bleed 125 Blest feast of love divine 540
All hail the power of Jesus' name 161 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 235
Alleluia, song of gladness 354 Bound upon the accursed tree 124
All the way my Saviour leads me 508 Bread of heaven, on thee we feed 547
Almost persuaded now to believe 282 Bread of the world in mercy broken 552
Always with us, always with us 4981 Brief life is here our portion 671
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound 492 Brightest and best of the sons of the 113
Amazing sight, the Saviour stands 248 Brethren, while we sojourn here 426
Am I a soldier of the cross 417 Broad is the road that leads to death 249
Amidst us our beloved stands 538 Buried beneath the yielding wave 533
A mighty fortress is our God 94 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored 551
And can I yet delay 295 By cool Siloam's shady rill 572
And canst thou, sinner, slight 278
And did the holy and the just 242 Cast thy burden on the Lord . . 493
And must I part with all I have 450 Chief of sinners though I be 175
And will the Judge descend 665 Child of sin and sorrow , 279
And wilt thou, O eternal God 616 Children of the heavenly King 359
Angels, roll the rock away 138 Christ is coming, let creation , 657
Angel voices ever singing 578 Christ of all my hopes the ground...,,, 457
Another year of labor 701 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day 137
A parting hymn we sing 542 Come, all ye saints of God 160
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat 290 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly dove 202
Arise in all thy splendor, Lord 596 Come, gracious Lord, descend 368
Arm of the Lord, awake awake I 599 Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb 524
Arm these, thy soldiers.Mighty Lord 413 Come hither, all ye weary souls 256
Around t?iy grave,Lord Jesus 537 Come, Holy Spirit, come 206
Around the throne of God in heaven 573 Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine 522
Arise, my soul, arise 323 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 196
Art thou weary, art thou languid 245 Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou 186
As flows the rapid river 624 Come, let us lift our joyful eyes 15
As pants the hart for cooling streams 380 Come, let us anew our journey pursue 700
As with gladness men of old 104 Come, let us join our friends above 464
Ask ye what great thing I know 193 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 166
Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep 639 Come, let us sing of Jesus 585
A-t the feet of Jesus, listening to his word 579 Come, Lord, and tarry not 651
A throne of grace! then let us go 393 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare 403
Awake, and sing the song 158 Come, my soul, in sacred lays 7
Awake, my soul, and with the sun 49 Come, quickly come, dread Judge 652
Awake, my soul, in joyful lays 157 Come, says Jesus' sacred voice 271
Awake our souls, away our fears 410 Come, sound his praise abroad 18
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve 416 Come, thou almighty King 208
Awaked by Sinai's awful sound 225 Come, thou Fount of every blessing 177
Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast... 274
Before Jehovah's awful throne 5 Come unto me, all ye that labor 721
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme. 70 Come unto me, when shadows darkly 678
Behold a stranger at the door 255 Come unto me, ye weary.., 505
Behold, the Bridegroom cometh in 653 Come, ye disconsolate,! where'er ye 407
Behold what wondrous grace..... 91 Come ye lofty, come ye lowly 106
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
HYMN.
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy 273 Glory to God on high 159
Come, ye thankful people, come 690 God be merciful unto us 720
Come, ye that know and fear the Lord 71 God bless our native land 692
Come, ye that love the Lord 350 God calling yet! shall I not hear 254
Come, ye that love the Saviour's name 167 God, in the Gospel of his Son 221
Complete in thee, no work of mine 484 God is love, his mercy brightens 74
Crown him with many crowns 151 God is the refuge of his saints 78
Crown his head with endless blessing 176 God moves in a mysterious way 81
God of mercy, God of grace 298
God of our strength, enthroned above 98
Daily, daily, sing the praises 685 God of the world, thy glories shine 73
Day of judgment, day of wonders 663 Go, labor on spend and be spent
; 467
Daughter of Zion, from the dust 602 Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord 669
I)earest of all the names above 291 Go, preach the blest salvation 593
Dear Father to thy mercy-seat 394 Go to the grave in all thy glorious 644
Dear Jesus, ever at my side 591 Grace! 'tis a charming sound 93
Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning 527 Great God, and wilt thou condescend 669
Dear refuge of my weary soul 486 Great God, attend, while Zion sings 25
Dear Saviour we are thine 452 Great God, how infinite art thou 69
Dear Shepherd of thy people, here 611 Great God, now condescend 574
Delay not, delay not, O sinner 277 Great God, we sing that mighty hand 698
Depths of mercy can there be 297 Great God what do I see and hear
! 660
Did Christ o'er sinners weep 260 Great King of nations, hear our prayer 693
Down to the sacred wave 535 Guide me, thou great Jehovah 99
Early,my God, without delay.... 32 Had I ten thousand gifts besides 504
Ere another Sabbath close 47 Hail the day that saw him rise 139
Enter, Jesus bids thee welcome. 549 Hail, thou long expected Jesus 107
Eternal Spirit, we confess 204 Hail, thou once despised Jesus 178
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad 519
Fade, fade, each earthly joy 357 Hail to the Lord's anointed 112
Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone 11 Hallelujah, who shall part 497
Far from my heavenly home. 385 Happy the heart where graces reign 330
Fast fades the golden sun 63 Hark, hark, my soul angelic songs
! 675
Father, I know that all my life 435 Hark, my soul it is the Lord
! 335
Father, I stretch my hands to thee 293 Hark! ten thousand harps and voices 152
Father of heaven, whose love profound.... 212 Hark, the herald angels sing 108
Father of mercies, bow thine ear 557 Hark! the voice of love and mercy 132
Father of mercies, God of love 14 Hark! the song of jubilee 603
Father of mercies, in thy word 218 Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes.. 102
Father of mercies, send thy grace 468 Hark there comes a whisper
I 261
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 374 Hark what mean those holy voices?
i 109
Firm as the earth, thy gospel stands 489 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time. 604
Forever with the Lord 666 Haste, sinner, now be wise 267
Forgive them, my Father 131 Have mercy upon me, O God 716
For the beauty of the earth 670 Heal me, my Saviour, heal 300
Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go 466 Heart of stone, relent, relent 268
For thee, dear, dear country... 670 Hear what the voice from heaven 643
Forward be our watchword
! 420 He is despised and rejected 726
Fountain of grace, rich, full and free 340 He is gone, a cloud of light 142
Fresli from the throne of glory 243 Heavenly Father, bless me now 360
Friend after friend departs 622 He dies, the Friend of sinners dies 129
Friend of sinners, hear my plea 302 He leadeth me, blessed thought 428
From all that dwell below the skies 6 He lives, the Great Redeemer lives 146
From every stormy wind that blows 397 He that goeth forth with weeping 474
From Greenland's icy mountains 605 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet 544
From the cross the blood is falling 127 Holy and reverend is the name 16
From the cross uplifted high 238 Holy Ghost, with light divine 194
Holy God, we praise thy name 211
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us 363 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty. .209, 725
Give me the wings of faith to rise... 328 Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide 205
Give to the winds thy fears 310 Holy Spirit from on high 195
Glorious things of thee are spoken. 518 How beauteous are their feet 655
Glory and praise and honor 584 How beauteous were the marks divine 118
Glory be to God on high 707 How blest the hour when first we gave 523
Glory be to God, the Father 213 How blest the righteous when he dies 619
Glory be to Jesus 188 How blest the sacred tie that binds 462
Glory be to the Father 711 How charming is the place. 40
Glory to thee, my God, this night.. 67 How did my heart rejoice to hear 30
INDEX OF FIKST LINES.
HYMW.
How firm a foundation, ye saints 502 Jesus, let thy pitying eye 415
How gentle God's commands 494 Jesus, Lover of my soul 499
How happy every child of grace 344 Jesus, meek and gentle 383
How helpless guilty nature lies 198 Jesus, my all, to heaven has gone 307
How oft, alas this wretched heart
! 419 Jesus, my strength,my hope 386
How pleased and blest was 1 35 Jesus, merciful and mild 501
How precious is the book divine 216 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 697
How pleasant, how divinely fair 27 Jesus, still lead on 313
How sad our state by nature is 227 Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me 683
How sweet and awful is the place 545 Jesus, the sinner's Friend 287
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 465 Jesus, thou mighty Lord 153
How sweetly flowed the gospel sound 229 Jesus, the very thought of thee 348
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 170 Jesus, these eyes have never seen 334
How sweet the hour of closing day 626 Jesus, thou art the sinner's Friend 391
How tedious and tasteless the hours 390 Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts 338
How vain is all beneath the skies 621 Jesus, thy boundless love tome 373
Hushed was the evening hymn..... 588 Jesus, thy name I love 338
I am coming to the cross 304 Jesus, thy robe of righteousness 481
I am thine, O Lord 365 Jesus, where'er thy people meet..... 26
I bring my sins to thee 460 Jesus, who knows full well 399
If God is mine, then present things 343 Joy to the world, tlie Lord has come 105
If human kindness meets return 543 Join all the glorious names 145
If, on a quiet sea 432 Just as I am, without one plea 283
If thou but suffer God to guide thee 427
Keep silence, all created things 82
I gave my life for thee 459
,
Know, my soul, thy full salvation 352
I heard the voice of Jesus say 487
I hear the Saviour say 326 Laborers of Christ, arise 470
I hear thy welcome voice 303 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling... 317
1 know that my Redeemer lives 305, 306 Lead them, my God, to thee 692
I love the volume of thy word 222 Let every mortal ear attend 233
1 love thy kingdom. Lord 520 Let me but hear my Saviour say 482
I love to tell the story 471 Let us with a gladsome mind 24
I love to think of the heavenly land 680 Let Zion's watchmen all awake 556
I love to steal awhile away 59 Life is the time to serve the Lord 252
I'm but a stranger here 677 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 567
I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 490 Lo he comes, in clouds descending
! 668
I'm thine, O Lord, and thine alone 447 Lo! on a narrow neck of land 226
In a lonely manger sleeping Ill Lo, what a glorious sight appears 655
In all my Lord's appointed ways 631 Look away to Jesus 241
In all my vast concerns with thee 68 Look from thy sphere of endless day 598
I need thee every hour 364 Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious 183
In evil long I took delight 294 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 20
I need thee, precious Jesus 315 Lord, I am thine, entirely thine.. 443
In loud exalted strains 613 Lord, I can not let thee go » 404
Inscribed upon the cross we see 128 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing.. 00, o... 662
In the cross of Christ I glory 126 Lord, in the morning thou shalthear., 62
I send the joys of Earth away 440 Lord, in this thy mercy's day , 301
Is this the kind return 224 Lord, it belongs not to my care 438
It came upon the midnight clear 110 Lord Jesus, are we one with thee ,...o<,.. 485
I think of thee, my God, by night 377 Lord Jesus, bless us ere we go 54
I think, when I read that sweet story 690 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went «. 601
It is not death to die 632 Lord, let me know my end 727
I've found a friend, O such a friend 611 Lord, let thy goodness lead our land 697
I've found the pearl of greatest price 150 Lord of all beings, throned afar 72
I was a wandei mg sheep 356 Lord of hosts, to thee we raise ... 614
I was glad when they said unto me 713 Lord of the worlds above 38
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills 715 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me 67
I worship thee, sweet will of God 437 Lord, we come before thee now 33
I would love thee, God and Father 332 Lord, when we bow before thy throne 395
I would not live always 625 Lord, while for all mankind we pray 694
Jerusalem, my happy home 682 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee... 21
Jerusalem, the golden 667 Love divine, all love excelling 366
Jesus, and shall it ever be 446
Jesus Christ, our Saviour 689 Make a joyful noise unto the Lord 712
Jesus demands this heart of mine 371 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 168
Jesus, I love thy charming name 329 Meekly in Jordan's holy stream 532
Jesus, I my cross have taken 455 More like Jesus would I be 367
Jesus invites his saints 541 More love to thee, Christ... 337
Jesus, keep me near the cross 174 Mourn for the thousands slain 617
415
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
HYMN.
Must Jesus bear the cross alone 449 Jesus, King most wonderful 162
My country 'tis of thee 696 O Jesus, thou art standing 240
My days are gliding swiftly by 629 O Lord, how happy should we be 819
My dear Redeemer and my Lord 120 O Lord, I am not worthy 554
My faith looks up to thee 384 Lord, if in the book of life 347
My God and Father, while I stray 429 Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea 456
My God, how endless is thy love 50 Lord, thy heavenly grace impart 444
My God, I love thee, not because 333 O Lord, thy work revive 564
My God, is any hour so sweet 402 Lord, we in thy footsteps tread.... 528
My God, my King, thy various praise 10 Once more, my soul, the rising day 51
My God, my Father— blissful name 85 Once was heard the song of children 577
My God, permit me not to be 372 One more day's work for Jesus 472
My God, the spring of all my joys 345 One there is above all others 179
My gracious Lord, I own thy right 439 One sweetly solemn thought 636
My hope is built on nothing less 309 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 673
My Jesus, as thou wilt 433 On the mountain top appearing 609
My Saviour, my almighty Friend 163 Onward, Christian soldiers 421
My soul, be on thy guard 422 Paradise, 0' Paradise 683
My soul, repeat his praise 76 sacred Head, now wounded 123
My spirit on thy care 311 O safe to the rock that is higher than 1 506
My times are in thy hand 434 O sing unto the Lord a new song 710
speed thee, Christian, on thy way 423
O that I knew the secret place 392
O that my load of sin were gone 369
Nearer, my God, to thee 387
thou, my soul, forget no more 445
No more, my God, I boast no more 308
Not all the blood of beasts 236 O thou, in whose presence my soul takes... 389
Not all the outward forms on earth 197 thou that hearest the prayer of faith 299
Nothing but leaves the spirit grieves 475 O thou that hearest prayer 203
Not to condemn the sons of men 230 thou that hearest when sinners cry 296
thou, who in Jordan didst bow thy 525
Now begin the heavenly theme 173
thou, whose own vast temple stands 610
Now for a tune of lofty praise 155
Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal 704 turn ye, turn ye, for why will ye die. 276
Now I have found a Friend 355 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 200
Now in this consecrated place 560 Our country's voice is pleading 594
Now let our cheerful eyes survey 148 Our Father in heaven, we hallow thy name 408
Now in parting, Father bless us 550 Our Father, through the coming year 703
Now the day is over 586 Our Father, who art in heaven 719-722
Now thank we all our God 92 Our Helper, God, we bless thy name 699
Now to the Lord a noble song 86 Our Lord is risen from the dead 144
Now when the dusky shades of night 55
Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave 526
Out of the depths have I cried 717
what amazing words of grace 275
0, be joyful in the Lord, all ye 706 O what, if we are Christ's 430
bless the Lord, my soul 17 where are kings and empires now 516
come, let us lift our hearts to God 714 where shall rest be found 634
O come, let us sing unto the Lord 708 worship the King all glorious above 1
come, sinner, come, there's room 281
O could I find from day to day 376
O could I speak the matchless worth 192 Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 361
O day of rest and gladness 41 People of the living God 548
O do not let the word depart 253 Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin 269
O'er the distant mountains breaking 656 Planted in Christ, the living vine 515
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 607 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair o. 165
Father, through the anxious fears 42 Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waits..... 9
O for a closer walk with God 375 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 19
for a faith that will not shrink 379 Praise to God, immortal praise 688
for a glance of heavenly day 284 Praise the Lord, my soul 705
for a heart to praise my God 378 Praise the Lord, ye heavens, adore him.... 23
for a thousand tongues to sing 164 Praise to thee, thou great Creator 22
O for a shout of sacred joy 143 Precious, precious blood of Jesus 246
for the death of those 633 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 292
O gift of gifts! grace of faith 346 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 396
God, our help in ages past 66
O God, the Father, Christ, the Son 615
happy day that fixed my choice 342 Raise your triumphant songs 90
holy, holy, holy Lord 210 Rejoice, rejoice, believers 654
O holy Saviour, Friend unseen 318 Rejoice to-day, with one accord 95
how happy are they 358 Rescue the perishing... 473
O how I love thy holy law 217 Return, my wandering soul, return 289
416
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
HYMN.
Return, O wanderer, return 257 The God of harvest praise 691
Revive thy work, Lord 563 The head that once was crowned with 141
Ride on, ride on in majesty 119 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 220
Rise my soul, and stretch thy wings 388 The King of love, my Shepherd is 500
Rock of Ages, cleft forme 496 The Lord into his garden comes 566
Round the Lord in glory seated 182 The Lord is my light and my salvation.... 718
Safe in the arms of Jesus 325
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want 709
Safely through another week 36
The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I 100
Salvation, the joyful sound 234
The Lord my pasture shall prepare 75
Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise.. 64
The love of God provides 244
Saviour, blessed Saviour 382
The morning light is breaking 606
Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 576 The pity of the Lord 77
Saviour, more than life to me 324 The race that long in darkness pined 103
There is a fountain filled with blood 231
Saviour, thy dying love 461
Saviour, visit thy plantation 565
There is a fold whence none can stray 669
There island of pure delight
a 684
Saviour, when in dust to thee 401
Saviour, who died for me 458
There island mine eye hath seen
a 668
Saviour, who thy flocks art feeding 582 There isline by us unseen
a 247
See, gracious God, before thy throne 695
There is name I love to hear
a 171
There is an hour of peaceful rest 672
See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands 571
There is no name so sweet on earth 181
Servant of God, well done 648
Shall we gather at the river 637
There is no sorrow. Lord, to light 400
The rosy morn has robed the sky 135
Show pity Lord, O Lord forgive 288
The Saviour bids us watch and pray
Simply trusting every day 322 418
Since all the various scenes of time 80
The Saviour calls, let every ear 232
Sing, my soul, his wondrous love 101
The Saviour kindly calls 575
Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep 265
The Saviour, what endless charms 116
Sinners turn —
why will ye die 264
The Son of God goes forth to war 414
Sinner, what hast thou to show 270
The Spirit in our hearts 262
Sinner, will you scorn the message 272
The strife is o'er, the battle done 134
Sister, thou wast mild and lovely 641
Thine arm, Lord, in days of old 149
Sit down beneath his shadow 553
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 44
Sleep thy last sleep 646
Thine forever, God of love 336
Softly fades the twilight ray 61
This not my place of resting
is 503
This the day of light
is 39
Softly now the light of day 62
This the day the Lord hath made
is 43
Soldiers of Christ, arise 424
So let our lips and lives express 441
Thou art my portion, my God 349
Sometimes a light surprises 316
Thou art the way, to thee alone 115
Songs of praise the angels sang 172
Thou art gone to the grave, but we 645
Soon may the last glad song arise 513
Thou hast said, exalted Jesus 534
Thou, Lord, art gone on high 140
Sow in the morn thy seed 469
Thou lovely source of true delight
Spirit divine, attend our prayer
189
612
Spirit of holiness, descend. 561
Thou only Sovereign of my heart 479
Thou, whose almighty word 207
Stand up, my
soul, shake off thy fears 409
Through all the changing scenes of life 83
Stand up, stand up for Jesus 425
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay
Through sorrows, night, and dangers 623
201
Sun of my my
Saviour dear
Thus far the Lord hath led me on 58
soul, 56
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of
Thy way, not mine, Lord 431
405
Sweet is the memory of thy grace
Thy works, not mine, Christ 237
,84
Till he come let the words 539
Sweet is the work, my God, my King 12
:
HYMN.
Uplift the banner, let it float 600 When, streaming from the eastern skies... 53
Upward I lift mine eyes 97 When the mourner weeping 436
Upward, where the stars are burning 681 When the worn spirit wants repose..,.. 48
When through the torn sail the wild 121
Watchman, tell us of the night 659 When thy mortal life is fled 263
Weary of earth and laden with my sin 321 When thou, my righteous Judge 662
We bid thee welcome in the name 558 When wounded sore, the stricken soul 228
We bring no glittering treasures 581 Where the mourner weeping 436
We could not do without thee 320 While in this sacred rite of thine 530
Weeping soul, no longer mourn 239 While life prolongs its precious light 251
We give immortal praise 214 While my Redeemer's near 314
We give thee but thine own 451 While thee I seek, protecting Power , 13
Welcome, morn
delightful 37 While with ceaseless course the sun 702
Welcome, happy morning 133 Whither, O whither should I fly 478
Welcome, sweet day of rest 46 With all my powers of heart and tongue.. 79
Welcome, thou victor in the strife 136 With broken heart and contrite sigh 286
We may not climb the heavenly steeps 327 With joy we hail the sacred day 31
We plow the fields and scatter 689 With joy we meditate the grace 147
We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy 215 With one consent let all the earth 8
We shall meet beyond the river 679 With tearful eyes I look around 258, 724
We speak of the realms of the blest 686 With willing hearts we tread 536
What a friend we have in Jesus 406 Who are these in bright array 676
What are these soul-reviving strains 568 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 483
What equal honors shall we bring 156 Why do we mourn departed friends 642
What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone 114 Why should we start and fear to die 620
What shall I render to my God 29 Why should the children of a King 199
What sinners value I resign..... 370 Why will ye waste on trifling cares 250
What things shall happen on the 507 Work, for the night is coming 476
What various hindrances we meet 398
When all thy mercies, O my God 89
Ye angels who stand round the throne 187
When as returns this solemn day 28
Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim 595
When gathering clouds around I view 122
Ye dying sons of men 266
When, his salvation bringing 580
Ye men and angels, witness now 448
When I can read mytitle clear 491
Ye servants of God, your master proclaim. 2
When I survey the wondrous cross 442
Ye servants of the Lord 453
When like a stranger on our sphere 117
Ye nations, round the earth rejoice 3
When, marshaled on the nightly plain..... 154 Yes, my
native land, I love thee 608
When morning gilds the skies 185
Your harps, ye trembling saints 312
When overwhelmed with grief 495
When peace, like a river attendeth 509
When shall we meet again 638 Zion, awake thy strength renew
;
514
When sins and fears prevailing rise 477 Zion stands with hills surrounded 521
HYMN
Abide with me 754 Cantate domino 710
As the hart panteth 759 Cantate domino 731
Coeli enarrant 742
Baptismal chant 756 Come unto me » 721
Baptismal chant 757 Come unto me 723
Baptismal chant 758 Confltemini 738
Beatitudes 752
Benedic anima mea 705 De profundis 717
Benedic anima mea 730 De profundis 761
Benediction 763 Deus misereatur 720
Benedictus 736 Deus misereatur 734
Blessed are the poor in spirit 752 Deus noster refugium 746
Blessed be the Lord God of Israel 736 Domine refugium , 765
Bonum est confiteri 732 Domini est terra 737
FIRST LINES OF CHANTS.
HYMN. HYMN.
Dominus illuminatio 718 Miserere mei..... 760
Dominus illuminatio 744
Dominus regit me 709 O be joyful in the Lord 706
Dominus regit me 751 O be joyful in the Lord 712
O be joyful in the Lord 735
From the recesses of a lowly spirit 753 O come let us lift our hearts to God 714
O come let us lift our hearts to God 750
Gloria in excelsis 707 O come let us sing unto the Lord 708
Gloria in excelsis 729 O come let us sing unto the Lord 728
Gloria patri 707,711 O give thanks unto the Lord 738
Gloria patri 733 O Savior of the world 747
Glory be to God on high 707 O send out thy light 745
Glory be to God on high 729 O sing unto the Lord 710
Glory be to the Father 707, 711 O sing unto the Lord 731
Glory be to the Father , 733 Our Father who art in heaven 719
God be merciful unto us 720 Our Father who art in heaven 722
God be merciful unto us 734 Our Father who art in heaven 755
God came from Teman 740 Out of the depths 717
God is our refuge and strength 746 Out of the depths 761
O what if we are Christ's 757
Have mercy upon me 716
Have mercy upon me 760 Pater noster 719
He was despised 726 Pater noster 722
He was despised 762 Paternoster 755
His mercy endureth for ever 738 Praise the Lord, O my soul 705
Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty 725 Praise the Lord, O my soul 730
Holy, holy, holy, Son of God most high 741 Prayer of Habakkuk 740
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Anonymous in A 366 Farrant in F 369, 389
Anonymous in A minor 371 Felton in C minor 370, 395
Anonymous in C... 367
Anonymous in E 395 Gregorian in F 368
Anonymous in E minor 371
Anonymous in F 370
Hayes in F 369
Barnby in E 365, 388
Bradbury in C 370 Mason in D 36^
Monk in D 387
Crotch in B flat 381
And we believe.. ..451Borne upon their..i72 Come, quickly C0..6-52 Far o'er yon hori.420 Go, labor on ;— en..467
And when before.326 Beneath his wat...494 Come, quickly C0..652 Far up the ever 669 Go, then,earthly..455
"And whosoever..505 Born, thy people. 107 Come, quickly C0..6.52 Far otf 1 stand 286 Go when the sick. 470
And when redee..286 Bound ujpon the. ..124 Come, sinners 665 Father-like, he.... 19 Go where the wa..594
And when our da. 65 Bowed down ben..290 " Come with me. ..505 Father, source of.. 22 Grace all the wor. 93
And when our la.595 Break olf your 129 Come, wanderers.229 Father thy nam.355
I Grace first contri„ 93
And when before.704 Breathe, breathe..l86 Come, worship at. 18 Farewell ye drea.357 Grace ledmyrov.. 93
And when this 231 Breathe, O breat..366 Comfort those wh 33
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Here see the Bre..407 I have no skill 478 Jesus, our God 143 Look on the hear.552 Nearthecross, a...l74
Here, sinners of. 221 . I heard the voice.487 Jesus, our great.. ..235 Loose the souis 133 Near the cross, 0.174
Here to thee a te..614 I lay my body do.. 58 Jesus, our great.. ..145 Lord, by thy stri..l34 Near th e cr OSS 1 'il 74 . ]
Here we come 36 I love by faith to.. 59 Jesus, still lead 313 Lord God of truth.634 Ne'er think the. ..422
His body broken. .551 I love her gates, I. 30 Jesus, thee our Sa.l76 Lord, I adore thy.440 Nearer,ever near.3;.i
His fearful drops..551 I love thy church.520 Jesus, the Lord. ...399 Lord, I am guilty .391 Nearer is my soul.6.M
His goodness sta..494 I love to think of..680 Jesus, the name. ..164 Lord, I come to.. ..403 Nearer my Fath...(iGf;
High as the heav. 76 I love to meet 662 Jesus, the name 1.171 Lord, I desire wit.376 Never did I so 300
High heaven tha.342 I love in solitude. 59 Jesus, thou migh.153 Lord, I my vows.. 49 Never, from thy..5o2
His grace will to..312 I love to think on. 59 Jesus, thou Princ.632 Lord, I would cla..428 Night her solemn. 61
His honor is enga.489 I love to tell the...471 Jesus, we come at.256 Lord, these our 688 Night unto night. 51
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FIRST LINES OF STANZAS.
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FIKST LINES OF STANZAS.
Thou art a God 52 Thy pardoning 419 Uplift the banner.600 When poor and. ...468 Yet, O, the chief..201
Thou art gone to..645 Thy power and 204 Urge, with a ten....470 When round our..507 Yes, the Redeem.242
Thou art gone to..615 Thy praise. Lord... 4 Up to that world. ..638 When shall love. ..638 Yes, thy sins hav.269
Thou art gone to.. 645 Thy precepts and.349 When shall I rea.673 Yes, thou art pre..329
Thou art coming..403 Thy promise is 290 Vain, sinful man.. 28 When, shrivelin..664 Yes, whosoever.. ..262
Thou art my ever.153 Thy Spirit shall. ...452 Vainly we offer 113 When sorrow sw..228 Yet again we 641
Thou art the earn. 199 Thy Spirit then.. ..564 Vain the .stone 137 When the Judge..263 Yet, gracious God.486
Thou art the life..ll5 Thy temper, grac.378 Vine of heaven 547 When the Lamb..680 Yet 1 mourn my..336
Thou art the trut.115 Thy threaten! ngs.222 When the morn. ..586 Yet not thus..., 623
Thou art the way. 115 Thy throne eter... 69 Wake and lift up.. 49 When the sun of..l26 Yet save a trem...288
Thou, blessed Son. 338 Thy watch for so..556 Wake from sleep..265 When the soft 56 Yet though I hav.334
Thou canst fit me.501 Thy wounds, not...237 Waft, waft, ye wi.605 When the temp.. .270 Yet sovereign 419
Thou canst not 469 'Tis by themerits.291 Was it for crimes..l25 When the woes.. ..126 Yet still to his 590
Thou didst accept.584 'Tis done,— the 342 Watch!— 'tis your..453 When the world. ..263 Your streams 440
Thou dying Lam..231 " 'Tis finished!-le.l30 Watchman tell. ..659
! When temptatio..363
Thou didst not 456 " 'Tis finished! "....130 Weak istheejffort.170 When this mor 363 ZioD, thrice hap.... 35
Thou from the sin. 96 " 'Tis finished! "-130 Weary pilgrim 269 When to the law..225
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(Hebrews XIII. 20-21.)-