LIBRARY TORONTO SHELF No. 56,1 REGISTER No./JL ~> 19 ^T* ...... "" THE WITH "WHICH IS INCORPOEATED {?or (Heart EDITED BY FREDK. C. SPURR. THE HARMONIES OP THE NON-COPYRIGHT PIECES REVISED BY HENRY C. BANISTER, Professor of Harmony and Composition at the Itoyal Academy of Music, the Guildhall School of Music, and at the Itoyal Normal College and Academy of Music for the Ulind. Published for the Proprietors, by E. MARLBOROUGH & Co., 51, Old Bailey, London, E.G. [ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.] I/ INDEX OF SUBJECTS. HYMNS I. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN ... i 14 II. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS 15 29 III. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION ... ... 30 46 IV. THE ALL SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS 47 64 V. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP 65 80 VI. FULL SALVATION ... ... ... ... 81 92 VII. REST AND PEACE ... ... ... ... 93 no VIII. THE HOLY SPIRIT in 121 IX. GUIDANCE ... ... ... ... ... 122 130 X. WORSHIP AND PRAISE 131 151 XI. SERVICE ... 152 167 XII. THE SECOND ADVENT 168 173 XIII. GENERAL HYMNS ... ... ... ... 174 209 FOR GENERAL INDEX SEE END OF BOOK. NOTES FOR ORGANIST, CHOIR MASTER, ETC. For Special Mission Services the following Hymns are suggested for practice first : Numbers I, 3, 6, 8, 9, 197, 86, 42, 190, 178, 193, 195, 198, 64. 65, 101, no, 169, 114, 189, 118, 191, 201, 199. 34, 29, 192, 14, 20, 184. The following pieces will be suitable for Choirs to sing as congregations gather or retire : Numbers 76 (second tune), 77, 81, 91, 93, 97, 105, 109 (second tune), 121, 125, 134, 135, 139, 140, 141, 142, 146, 149, 154, 155, 157, 159, 162, 163, 176, 179, 188, 204, 206, 28, 164, 190, 193, 202. The following pieces are useful as SOLOS. In some cases there is a Chorus, in which the Choir and Congregation could join : Numbers 4, 25, 38, 41, 50, 56, Co, 66, 81, 82, 90, 99, 112, 123, 130, 144, 153, 161, 165, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 181, 182, 185, 186, 188, 194. PREFACE. / T V HIS Hymnal has been prepared in the belief that it will meet a desire frequently expressed by many for a good collection of Hymns and Tunes suitable for Special Evangelistic Services. The best authorities on Mission Work have been laid under tribute, and their long and valuable experience has largely helped in determining what kind of Hymns have been, and are likely to be, most useful in Special Services. Several of the Hymns have been written for this work by able and generous friends. It is possible some may think that the book should contain more of the old-fashioned Hymns, to which they have been long accustomed ; but while many such Hymns are thus included (inasmuch as no Mission Hymnal would be complete without them), the size and price of this new Hymnal justify the omission of many favourite Hymns in order to permit the introduction of others which are more suited to the present purpose. Included in this Hymnal are several " Metrical Litanies," which have been written chiefly by the Rev. T. B. POLLOCK, of Birmingham, to whom special thanks are due. With regard to the MUSIC, the pieces selected, or specially written for this book will, it is believed, be acceptable to most congregations. In several cases where a new tune is introduced, an alternative old tune is given, which can be used until the new one is sufficiently known to be adopted in congregational singing. Copyright Music is, of course, printed as composed by the authors. Other pieces notably those from American sources have been re-harmonized by HENRY C. BANISTER, Esq., the IV. PREFACE. eminent musician, whose work has greatly enriched many of these tunes. Professor BANISTER was asked by the Committee if he would undertake the work of revising the non-copyright pieces, and he not only consented to render this important service, but most generously offered to do so without fee of any kind. We are thus doubly indebted to Km. He has also kindly written several tunes expressly for this book. On Professor BANISTER S behalf, it should be said that only necessary alterations in the harmonies of other composers have been made. Some of the tunes do not lend themselves to very rich harmonies. Professor BANISTER has also kept steadily before him the fact that most of these Hymns are for congrega tional singing, hence the music is designedly simple. He has also passed, without alteration, several pieces which he would have corrected but for the restrictions which the composers have placed upon the use of their tunes. Due acknowledgment is made on the next page to those authors and composers who have enriched this work with their compositions. To GOD this work is committed, in the ardent hope that it may enhance His glory in the service of song. Note. All the new tunes, and many of the harmonies, in this book are copyright, and must not be reprinted without permission. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS. HE Editor desires, both personally and on behalf of the Council, to make hearty and grateful acknowledgment of the kindness of the following writers of HYMNS and holders of copyrights, in permitting the use of their compositions for this collection : Mrs. C. F. ALEXANDER ; Mrs. L. ANDREWS ; Mrs. BODE, for her husband s Hymn, " O Jesus, I have promised " ; Canon BODY ; Rev. HENRY BURTON ; W. H. BURLEIGH, Esq. ; Dr. BICKERSTETH, Lishop of Exeter, for several beautiful Hymns ; Mrs. A. R. COUSIN, for " O Christ, what burdens bowed Thy head" ; the Rev. A. W. CHATFIELD, for a translation of a Latin Hymn ; Rev. JOHN ELLERTON ; Mrs. HENRY FAUSSETT ; Miss E. L. GOREH ; Rev. S. BARING GOULD ; Dr. NEWMAN HALL, for several Hymns, one of which appears in this collection for the first time; Rev. JAMES HAMILTON, of Shepton Mallett, for Hymn No. 20 ; Rev. E. H. HOPKINS ; the representatives of the late Rev. E. PAXTON HOOD ; Rev. E. HUSBAND, of Folkestone ; THOMAS HUGHES, Esq., Q.C. ; Rev. J. L. LYNE, for three or four of his Mission Hymns ; Canon LESTER, for two Hymns; Rev. H. C. G. MOULE, Principal of Ridley Hall, Cambridge; Rev. Dr. MATHESON, of Edinburgh, for No. 38; Rev. THEODORE MONOD, of Paris, for several Hymns ; Rev. W. J. MATHAMS ; The Rev. AUSTIN MILLS, of the Oratory, Birmingham, for the free use of the late Rev. E. CASWALL S Hymns ; The representatives of the late Rev. }. S. B. MONSELL and of the late C. E. MUDIE, Esq. It is due to the memory of the late Rev. J. M. NEALE to recall his generosity in making all his Hymns public property . To the Rev. T. B. POLLOCK, of Birmingham, special thanks are due for his beautiful Litanies ; Miss JEAN PIGOTT ; The Widow of the late Rev. W. PENNEFATHER ; the Daughters of the late GEO. RAWSON, Esq. ; Rev. G. W. ROBINSON ; Mrs. REED ; Rev. S. J. STONE, for two Hymns ; Rev. J. STEPHENS, for Hymn No. 40 ; Miss G. M. TAYLOR, of Leamington; Canon TUTTIETT, for No. 64; Canon TWELLS, for his world-famed Hymn, " At even, ere the sun was set " ; The Bishop of Wakefield (Dr. W. W. How) for several popular Hymns ; and The Rev. J. E. WALKER, for his mother s Hymn, No. 77. Messrs. JAS. NISBET& Co. are heartily thanked for the free use accorded us of Hymns by the late FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL and Dr. HORATIUS BONAR; Messrs. BURNS & GATES, for the late Dr. FABER S Hymns; Mr. R. J. MASTERS, for Hymn No. 90; and Messrs. LONGMANS & Co., for permission to purchase two of Miss WI.NKWORTH S Hymns from "Lyra Germanica." VI. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS. For permission to use TUNES, hearty thanks are given to : Rev. W. HAY M. H. AITKEN ; The BISHOP OF EXETER, for several tunes from the " Hymnal Companion " ; *ARTHUR H. BROWN, Esq., for several of his popular melodies; *Mrs. BLOW; Rev. Dr. BULLINGER, for several beautiful tunes, some of which were specially written for this book ; *Rev. R. R. CHOPE, for two of Dr. Dykes tunes ; *The Lady CARBERY. for " Ellers " ; Messrs. FULLERTON and SMITH, for two tunes from their Hymn Book ; *Mrs. GAUNTLETT, for "St. Alphege "; J. R. GRIFFITHS, Esq., for No. 4; ROBT. GRIFFITHS, Esq., for No. n; Rev. S. BARING GOULD, for "Eudoxia"; Rev. E. HUSBAND, of Folkestone, for several solo pieces; Rev. J. L. LYNE, for two or three tunes from the Llanthony Mission Book; *JAS. LANGRAN, Esq., Mus. Bac., for two popular tunes; Mr. F. G. LADDS ; *F. C. MAKER, Esq. ; Rev. W. J. MAYERS ; The Rev. H. C. G. MOULE, for his tune to No. 108 ; *Dr. PEACE, for " St. Margaret." Special thanks to W. PITTS, Esq., organist of the Oratory, for several most taking tunes ; to Miss ADA ROSE, the popular singer of the City Temple, for three stirring tunes; *Sir ARTHUR SULLIVAN, for No. 138; The Rev. A. H. STANTON, for most hearty permission to use tunes from " St. Alban s Tune Book " ; Mr. G. SHAW, of Winterdyne, for tunes by Miss HAVERGAL and Canon HAVERGAL ; and Mr. C. D. TROYTE, for " Troyte s Chant." To the PROPRIETORS of " Hymns Ancient and Modern," for No. I. The Editor deeply regrets that the Proprietors could not see their way to permit one or two universally-known tunes from their collection to appear in this book, but he appreciates their kindness in granting the one Hymn and tune. Messrs. BURNS & DATES, for " Tichfield" and " Stella." The kindness of Messrs. MORGAN & SCOTT in permitting the use of several of their copyright pieces from " Sacred Songs and Solos " is especially appreciated ; The PROPRIETORS of the " Gospel Choir " ; The PROPRIETORS of the *" Burnley Tune Book," for " Staincliffe " ; The PROPRIETOR of the " Bristol Tune Book," for several tunes most heartily given ; Messrs. J. RICHARDSON & SON, for the tune to No. 149 ; The EDITOR of the "Wesleyan Tune Book"; Messrs. MARSHALL BROS., for several good tunes from " Hymns of Consecration and Faith"; and The PROPRIETOR of the "National Book of Hymn Tunes, Kyries and Chants," for two tunes of Professor Banister s. Only in the instances marked with an asterisk (*) has any payment been made. In a few cases the Editor has failed to trace the authorship or the proprietorship of certain Hymns and tunes. It is hoped that he has not violated any copyright by inserting them in this book. If, unwitting!/, this has been done, a full apology is hereby tendered, and it is earnestly requested that the error may be pointed out for correction in future editions, PART I. HYMNS OF CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. " Search me, O God, and know my heart." Psalm cxxxix. 23. " Against Thee, Thee only, have I sinned." Psalm li. 4. " If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not m us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness." I John I. 8, 9. No. i. lorfc, in this merct> (By permission, from " Hymns Ancient and Modern.") WM. H. MONK. ^ E=g=i^iH= ^LQ^UJ,^ ^ L-~ <~"^ ~/T i Lord, in this Thy mer - cy s day, Ere it pass for J Holy Jesu, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears, Ere that awful doom appears. Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at the door, Ere it close for evermore. By Thy night of agony, By Thy supplicating cry, By Thy willingness to die, By Thy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below, Let us not Thy love forego. Grant us neath Thy wings a place, Lest we lose this day of grace, Ere we shall behold Thy face. Isaac Williams > CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 2. flft sins, mv sins, m^ Saviour! (Sf. Alphege.) DR. GAUNTLETT. r| ( 3 rl & Er My 3 -- r r sins, my sins ! ! r^ rJ rj & r , my 1 fj ra ^ r Sa - viour ! -^ J- They ^^ i~* 1 5 * \ ^O . rt ^d^ r r f take such hold on me, I can - not dare look gj o e JL 1 \ \ "I"" J 4- jj ^H ^r" | p eJ o < ^F 1 i e -f ^ f^~ - p 1^ up ward Save on - ly, Christ, to Thee. J-^J A A ~^ -* i . _J_ ^t i1 f 2 / ?T <S ? & ^ .__ii 1 ! & 1 r i U In Thee is all forgiveness, In thee abundant grace ; My shadow and my sunshine, The brightness of Thy face. My sins, my sins, my Saviour ! How sad on Thee they fall 1 Seen through Thy gentle patience I tenfold feel them all. I know they are forgiven ; But still their pain to me Is all the grief and anguish They laid, my Lord, on Thee. My sins, my sins, my Saviour ! Their guilt I never knew ; Till with Thee in the desert I near Thy passion drew : Till with Thee in the garden I heard Thy pleading prayer, And saw the sweat-drops bloody, That told Thy sorrow there. Therefore my songs, my Saviour 1 E en in this time of woe, Shall tell of all Thy goodness To suff ring man below. Thy goodness and Thy favour, Whose presence from above, Rejoice those hearts, my Saviour, That live in Thee, and love./. 6". B. MomelL CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No, 3. Xigbt of ligbt, sbine in. W. H. DOANE. 1 > V k . v - O Light of light, shine in ! Cast out this night of sin ; Cre J- J. J . N -J/-LT 3 -I s |N J =3 1 f ~~\ T 15 sr ((h ^ J ; J t f- - i -V- ^ P J p I a te true day with 0- -0- 0- -0- 1 p2 1 -in; ( -Gh- ) Light of light, shine in! /w\ fM) & & ^J *^>k m REFRAIN. 5fc , i x / O Light, all light ex - cell-ing, Make my soul Thy dwelling ; O s F^^^F^f O Joy of joys, come in ! End Thou this grief of sin ; Create calm peace within ; O Joy of joys, come in 1 O Life of life, pour in ! Expel this death of sin, A-wake true life within : O Life of life, pour in ! Love of love, flow in ! This hateful root of sin, Pluck up, destroy within : O Love of love, flow in ! O Heaven of heavens, descend ! This cloudy curtain rend, And all earth s turmoil end : O Heaven of heavens, descend I My God and Lord, O come ! Of joys the Joy and Sun ; Make in this heart Thy home : My God and Lord, O come ! Horalius Eonar. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 4. Tve wanbereb far from 1bome. & J . R. GRIFFITHS. 0~- IX 1 wanderod far from home ; I m wea-ry, sad and sore ; I weep but yet I roam ; Wounded I wan- der more: From treach rous friends shall J-J.J J ^ ^ 1 i i TTTTp I will a - rise and to my Fa-tner go. Small notes for accompaniment only. I ll tell Him all my sin ; I ll show Him all my pain ; Perhaps He ll let me in To the old home again : But all my guilt and misery I ll show ; I will arise and to my Father go. I ve squandered all my store ; My every hope is quenched ; Repulsed from every door, From all my moorings wrenched , In my extremity of sin and woe I will arise and to my Father go. All worthless as I am, Poor, helpless, guilty, lost, Through the atoning Lamb, And by the Holy Ghost, Because my sins and sorrows overflow, I will arise and to my Father go. My Father s name is Love, His mercies aye endure ; He calls me from above, His word of grace is sure : Leaving my sin and misery below, I will arise and to my Father go. Newman Hall. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 5. Searcb me, (Sofc ! m$ actions tr\>. G. FRANC. Tn j > fr r / > i i/ > . . Search me, O God 1 my actions try, And let my life ap - pear, i > > j i r -0- -0- -0- -0- -9- -9- JiJL. > ^ ^ ^ m X k lx / . I As seen by Thine all-searching eye, To mine my ways make clear. rrnj-unr -\rr Search all my sense, and know my heart, Who only canst make known, And let the deep, the hidden part To me be fully known. Throw light into the darkened cells, Where passion reigns within ; Quicken my conscience till it feels The loathsomeness of sin. Search all my thoughts, the secret springs, The motives that control ; The chambers where polluted things Hold empire o er the soul. Search, till Thy fiery glance has cast Its holy light through all, And I by grace am brought at last Before Thy face to fall. Thus prostrate I shall learn of Thee What now I feebly prove, That God alone in Christ can be Unutterable love! Benjamin Bottome. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 6. 1bol\> Spirit, grievefc anb tnefc. (Lester.) Arranged from GAUNTLETT. Ho - ly Spi -rit,griev d and tried, Oft for-got-ten and de-fied *-^ J, J J J J /J-J r J- i ^J rTTT X i | i X Now we mourn our stubborn pride, We be-seech Thee, hear us. m i r * r if: / I r f=Lp_ Love, that caused us first to be, Love that bled upon the tree, Love that draws us lovingly : We beseech Thee, hear us. We Thy call have disobeyed, Have neglected, and delayed, Into paths of sin have strayed ; We beseech Thee, hear us. Sick, we come to Thee for cure, Guilty, seek Thy mercy sure, Evil, come to be made pure : We beseech Thee, hear us. Rlind, we pray that we may see, Hound, we pray to be made free, Stained, we pray for sanctity: We beseech Thee, hear us. Hearing every contrite sigh, Bidding sinful souls draw nigh, Willing not that one should die, We beseech Thee, hear us. Grant us Faith to know Thee near, Hail Thy grace, Thy judgments fear, And through trial persevere, We beseech Thee, hear us. Grant us Hope from earth to rise, And to strain with eager eyes Towards the promised heavenly prize, We beseech Thee, hear us. Grant us love Thy love to own, Love to live for Thee alone, And the power of grace make known, We beseech Thee, hear us. Lead us daily nearer Thee, Till at last Thy face we see, Crowned with Thine own purity, We beseech Thee, hear us. T. J. Pollock. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OK SIN. No. 7. Sinful, eigbing to be blest. (Elijah.) From MENDELSSOHN. 1 ffh * ^ ^ "-* ;j J " ^- -i i TY Sin - ful, sigh ing , ^ to be blest, d \ * N^V^L ..a P T 1* = ^ II I sj n l I I Bound, and lon<^ - ^ng to be free, Wea - ryj wait - ing J_jj_i J J Jj- J ^ II i 1 i T for my rest: "God be mer - ci - ful to me!" PJ. J ^ ^- ^ *z r- Holiness, I ve none to plead, Sinfulness in all I see ; I can only bring my need : " God be merciful to me ! " Broken heart and downcast eyes Dare not lift themselves to Thee ; Yet Thou canst interpret sighs : "God be merciful to me ! " There is One beside the throne, And my only hope and plea Are in Him, and Him alone : " God be merciful to me ! " He my cause will undertake, My Interpreter will be ; He s my all, and for His sake, " God be merciful to me ! "7. -S". B. Monsclt. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 8. Tenderly. E3E Saviour most loving. (Milano. ) Arranged from an Italian air by S. & B. p r r r P P f r Sa-viour most lov-ing, bend- ing be - fore Thee, Sin - ful and 4 4 -J. J- J- F-F? mourn-ing, Thy mer - cy we crave ; Leave us not hope - less, 4- A j j j J s J: Lord A we im-plore Thee, Thou hast re-deem d us, O hear and save. J- J. J- A J. Gentle Physician, mortal ills healing, Bending in love o er each sin-stricken soul ; Come, all Thy care and goodness revealing, Strengthen our weakness and make us whole. Shepherd most careful, warn us when straying, Guide us in paths where Thine own feet have trod ; Led by Thy call, Thy dear voice obeying, Bring us in peace to the fold of God. Lord, Thou dost love us, for Thy love sought us When we were wandering in deserts alone ; Lord, Thou dost love us, for Thy blood bought us, And Thou wilt never forget Thine own. Lord, we would trust Thee, doubting Thee never, Help us in faith on Thy word to recline : Lord, we would love Thee ; keep us for ever Near to that tenderest heart of Thine. Lord, we would follow where Thou dost call us, Patient in sorrow and valiant in fight, May we be true, whatever befall us, Journeying on to the land of light. T. B. Pollock, CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 9. Bleseefc 3esu, far (Carthage.) F. C. SPURR. Bless-ed Je - su, far a - way From the light of heav n-ly day, Lost in paths of sin we stray. Lord, in mer- cy hear us. ^JJt^J A - Q - ../J <* JJ Deeper has the darkness grown ; Saviour come to seek Thine own, Leave, oh, leave us not alone. Lord, in mercy hear us. Thou our great example art, Thou can st needful grace impart To the wayward earth-bound heart. Lord, in mercy hear us. Foolish, weak, and sad we lie ; Guard us with Thy loving eye, Be our helper, always nigh. Lord, in mercy hear us. Help us to bewail our sin, And in heavenly strength, begin Daily victories to win, Lord, in mercy hear us. Keep us lowly that we may, Ever watchful, turn away From the snares our tempters lay. Lord, in mercy hear us. On our darkness shed Thy light, Lead our wills to what is right, Wash our evil nature white. Lord, in mercy hear us. Make us earnest when we pray, Diligent from day to day, Meaning, doing what we say. Lord, in mercy hear us. May Thy grace within the soul Nature s waywardness control, Guiding towards the heavenly goal. Lord, in mercy hear us. So at last, from sin set free, What we long for may we see, And for ever blessed be. Lord, in mercy hear us. T. B. Pollock. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. NO. 10. one prater tcv&a\>. (Daisy.) REV. J. MOUNTAIN. I ^ 1-1--= Hi III . On - ly one pray r to - day, One ear-nest, tear - ful plea ; -&- A -0-* ^Vp Lt- -& 5= H^ r V 1 pj F-H 1 KSZ2 A li - ta - ny from out the heart Have mer-cy, Lord, on me. gjvg:^ 1 -,-^ ^ A J ^ A Although my sin is great, Still to my God I flee ; Yes, I can dare look up and say, Have mercy, Lord, on me. Because of Jesu s Cross, And that unfathomed sea Of Sovereign Love which laves the world. Have mercy, Lord, on me. No other Name than His My hope, my help may be : Oh, by that One all-saving Name, Have mercy, Lord, on me. Anon, CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 11. Saviour ! in tbts accepteb (Chrissio. ) ROBERT GRIFFITHS. r Saviour ! in this ac - cept - ed day, While at Thy J. j JN rJ-J- J-- J- J- -J- O erwhelmed with fear, with guilt opprest, O Christ, I come to Thee for rest. Be merciful to me. Mercy is Thy prerogative, For Thy Own sake my sin forgive. Be merciful to me. No righteousness have I to plead, My greatest plea my deepest need. Be merciful to me. My only hope is Thy dear Cross, For this I count all else but loss. Be merciful to me. Tired and restless as a child, O Lamb of God, Thou undefiled, Now undertake for me. Resting at last from sin s sad strife, In Thee, O Jesu, Lord of Life, Henceforth Thou rt all to me F, C. Spurr, CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No- 12. Sbew me myself, boty Xorfc. (Holy Cross.) ARTHUR H. BROWN. Shew me my - self, O ho - ly Lord ; Help me to J - j- ~ ^L 1L jL i n a ^ t_ & eJ J - CJ Fg^=y i^r_p* f 3 from the sight Of ==\=& ----- all -&- CJ my f^i . sin. fj -> II fl 1 TT ~ J l-P n ; 1 & II Not mine, the purity of heart That shall at last see God ; Not mine, the following in the steps The Saviour trod. Not mine, the life I thought to live When first I took His name : Mine but the right to weep and grieve Over my shame ! Yet, Lord, I thank Thee for the sight Thou hast vouchsafed to me ; And humb .jd to the dust, I shrink Closer to Thee : And if Thy love will not disown So frail a heart as mine, Chasten and cleanse it as Thou wilt, But keep it Thine ! Anon. CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 13. 3c0U6, wbo for us fcto st bear. (Catnpbelton.) F. C. SPURR. IVith tenderness. Je - sus, who for us did st bear Scorn and sorrow, toil and care, or r Heark-en to our low - ly prayer, Hear us, Ho- ly Je - sus. II || i i _rf^*__ _d 0L -= P 0- i I I -^J- By that hour of Agony, Spent while Thine Apostles three Slumbered in Gethsemane, Hear us, Holy Jesus. By the prayer Thou thrice did st pray, That the Cup might pass away, So Thou mightest still obey, Save us, Holy Jesus. By the scourging Thou hast borne, By the purple robe of scorn, By the reed, and crown of thorn, Hear us, Holy Jesus. By Thy nailing to the tree, By the title over Thee. By the gloom of Calvary, Hear us, Holy Jesus. By Thy dying words then said, By the bowing of Thy head, By Thy numbering with the dead, Hear us, Holy Jesus. When temptation sore is rife, When we faint amidst the strife, Thou, Whose death hath been our life, Save us, Holy Jesus. While on stormy seas we toss, Let us count all things as loss, But Thee only on Thy cross : Save us, Holy Jesus. So, with hope in Thee made fast, When death s bitterness is past We may see Thy Face at last, Save us, Holy Jesus. Lester and Aitken. I 4 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION OF SIN. No. 14. p of earth. (Deerhurst.) JAMES LANGRAN. TT f- Wea-ry of earth, and la-den with my sin, I look at heav n, and I I J J J I ! ^ I J -S- -&- -*---- * long to en-ter in: But there no e - vil thing may find a . j. J. j h j . e . _^_^- A ^R==^ ^Ly^^ r- r- M m home, And yet I hear a voice that bids me "Come." II It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, His are the Hands stretched out to draw me near, And His the Blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne. O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, That in the Father s courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness. Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord : Thine all the merits, mine the great reward ; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown ; Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. Nought can I bring, dear Lord, for all I owe, Yet let my full heart what it can bestow ; Like Mary s gift let my devotion prove, Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love. S. J. Stone. PART II. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 15. t,or&, 3 believe a rest remains. From " St. Alban s Music," by permission. H^s^E^a^F t^M= pr=r j all Thy peo - pie known ; r A rest where pure en - J J J -J- iS W joy - ment reigns, . J And Thou art loved a - lone. -p 1 A rest where all our soul s desire Is fixed on things above ; Where fear and sin and grief expire, Cast out by perfect love. O that I now the rest might know, Believe and enter in I Now, Saviour, now the power bestow, And let me cease from sin. Remove this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove : To me the rest of faith impart, The Sabbath of Thy love. I would be Thine, Thou know sl I And have Thee all my own; [would, Thee, O my all-sufficient Good, I want, and Th ;e alone 1 Thy name to me, Thy nature grant 1 This, only this be given 1 Nothing beside, my God, I want, Nothing in earth or heaven. C. Wesley. 16 DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 16. 1boty Jfatber, Gbcw bast epofcen. (St. Oswald.) DR. J. B. DYKES. JL j J i F^=*= 1 \ 1 1 1 Ho - ly n-i J J ^^ /^^ (C^ (^^ 1 1 Fa ther, Thou hast spok en J J "" t*i F 1 r f^ I 2 _ _ I^"J ^^^ -p^-fp P> l j I I I Words be yond our grasp of thought, Words of grace and 9 3 1 f i i r r f power un - bro - ken, With mys - te - rious glo - ry fraught. J * a Promise and command combining Doubt to chase and faith to lift Self renouncing, all resigning, We would claim this mighty gift. Take us, Lord, oh, take us truly, Mind and soul, and heart and will ; Empty us and cleanse us throughly Then with all Thy fulness fill. Lord, we ask it, hardly knowing What this wondrous gift may be Yet fulfil to overflowing, Thy great meaning let us see. Make us in the royal palace, Vessels worthy for the King ; From Thy fulness fill our chalice, From Thy never-failing spring. Father, by this blessed filling, Dwell Thyself, in us, we pray ! We are waiting, Thou art willing ! Fill us with Thyself to-day! F. R. Havergal. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 17. Xorb 3e0u0, 3 long. W. G. FISCHER. -I r r r r r Lord je sus, I long to be per - feet - ly whole, J J J I J . -L-J- *J J J - T?K tn>^ i i j o ? ^~ -. ^ 1 1 Q l id ^- :IE=I *7 (^ >y i r^ i r I want Thee for ev rrl^T - er to live in my soul ; ^j-Hy . : (rj c^ 1 6? F^ &- f^^=ll . J I ^~J7r>^ rj "^ ^ j I 7 "" 1 1 s e? e>- 35 ^5 "^5 ^ wr^ 8 - f-3 (T-> p j r p i i i Break down ev - ry i - i ^ -& . A. A 1 1 1 1 1 dol, cast out e/ - ry -^ J J J ^ foe, r<?):,tyu i f 2 i- 1 Q J j^J j-^J ^^ ^J :- S H| ^^^p-k^ J- 1 1 > j 1 Ml i=E- J III . J ff II Now wash me, and I s i i ; P ^ r ^ hall be whi - ter than snow. y-re- r . . * r j g n ^"b r 1 E u -1 1 j II DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. REFRAIN. Whi - ter than snow, yes, whi - ter than snow, -J- J- 4 *. j. ijj j j j a i Pa HI] &~ V m f=r Now wash me, and I shall be whi - ter than snow. A I -J- -^- -^- -J- ^ Lord Jesus, let nothing unholy remain, Apply Thine own Blood and extract every stain ; To get this blest cleansing I all things forego ; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, look down from Thy throne in the skies, And help me to make a complete sacrifice ; I give up myself and whatever I know ; Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat, I wait, blessed Lord, at Thy crucified feet, By faith for my cleansing I see Thy Blood flow Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Lord Jesus, Thou seest I patiently wait ; Come now, and within me a new heart create ; To Those who have sought Thee Thou never saidst, No Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow./. Nicholson. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 20. 3c0u ! Xorb most merciful. (Passion Chorale.) HANS L. HASSLER. O sin- ner s Friend,most piti - ful, Hear my be- wail- ing cry --A^y-w-^t I come to Thee with mourn- ing, I come to Thee in woe ; " > "" r-p* i ij; gracious Intercessor ! Priest within the. Veil ! Plead, for a lost trsii-eressor, The Blood that caunot fail. 1 spread my sins before Thee, 1 tell them one by one ; O for Thy Name s great glory, Forgive all I have done. O by Thy Cross and Passion, Thy tears and agony, And crown of cruel fashion, And death on Calvary ; . By all that untold suffering Endured by Thee alone ; O Priest ! O Spotless Offering 1 Plead for me, and atone ! And in this heart now broken Re-enter Thou and reign ; And say, by that dear token, I am absolved again. And build me up, and guide me, And guard me day by day ; And in Thy presence hide me, And keep my soul alway. /. Hamilton, 22 DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESS1N3. No. 21. 3e0u0 Cbrist, grow ftbou in me. (Farrant. ) R. FARRANT. /?*<! 1 =f= f=n r i i ffi p r B ^ F^ i i ft s ^- _d=d O Je - sus Christ, grow Thou in me, And A A - i ^ , j. j_ i (&$ i f 2 "r j j--, p r- 2 z -i= 54/ 1 EE . ... _ i MT g " ; ? *=! . II ^J- rt T3- E / 1 i 1 i i all things else re - cede : My heart be dai - ly J. .J. 44 xx. rt J ^ i 1 jd. HI =_ VJ |T^ ^^ i-^= 1 ! = 1 P IL t j h- 1 near - er r^ " 6 P* P* Thee ; From & rl i -gr- ^ sin bt O 5? : da i G - 1 y L s-. J freed. 42^5 ( P -r. F P h 1 i 1 1 Each day let Thy supporting might, My weakness still embrace ; My darkness vanish in Thy light, Thy life my death efface. In Thy bright beams which on me fall, Fade every evil thought : That I am nothing, Thou art all, I would be daily taught. More of Thy glory let me see, Thou Holy, Wise, and True ! I would Thy living image be, In joy and sorrow too. Fill me with gladness from above, Hold me by strength Divine! Lord, let the glow of Thy great love, Through my whole being shine. Make this poor self grow less and less, Be Thou my life and aim ; Oh, make me daily through Thy grace More meet to bear Thy name ! H. B. Smith. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. 23 No 22. <>b ! for a beart to praise g* , T. TALLIS. 1 1 n 1 i ./L *$-$ _, ^ ^ ^ -J ^kH-. P P P 1 1 Oh ! for a heart to praise 1 J ^ -6,. -Ol .J. e P H >> - 1 I 1 my God, A A A \ ff*^*it i c^ ! B \ ~Y |-^j$ ^ J J | . H i |- 1 J , ^y Gt ^^ ~ j i r P F - H r P -f- f heart from sin set free ; A heart that s sprink - led M I . ^\ | />j\ fl -^ ^ -^ S-^ 1 c> 3 ^ r P r j ^ ? with the blood free - ly shed for me ! ^ A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer s throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone. A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean, Which neither r eath nor life can part From Him that dwells within. A heart in every thought renewed, And filled with love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good ; A copy, Lord, of Thine. Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above ; Write Thy new name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love. C. Wesley. 24 DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 23. Saviour 3 bave nougbt to pleafc. (Agnus Dei.) WM. BLOW, s ^=^5 -?^ ^ &x- O Sa-viour I have nought to plead, On earth be I J A rj> t* i 1 ^ <S^ - o ^* rj */ ^ 1 neath or r i P> -p ^ p " p - i iii r eaven a - bove, But just my own ex - ~~ G Hl g : II f^ ^ ^ 1 ^~T 3 E f -f f 5 ^- i ceed - ing fe41 H Pp ^-" i HI need And Thy ex ceed ing lore. K*-" IT-- g>- " H Q r3 JTJ &-- The need will soon be past and gone, Exceeding great but quickly o er ; Thy love unbought is all Thine own, And lasts for evermore. Jane Crewdson. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 24. ttbou to Wbom we pra$ ! R. LOWRY. n h L i ! iS 1 ! IS . y i P to /* .. 33 v ffn v r) J * P> I * . * J N J . J r ^ * V ^ ^ -r r P O Thou to J - J -T -* p S whom we pray, 0^0 r ; r 5 r Show us Thy per - feet way ; 1 * V 9 0-r-4 ^ 1 (w. p ~k~^ "i" ~~l ^ 1 r * pV 2 1 r 1 1 I i f r T j I s i ^ vt!F~ ^ ^ -10 iH~H=p= : i | ^~ r P jf P~r Lead us from day to day ^ 4 J-Jl J ^ J - Clo - ser to Thee. -\* - i ,\ p= t REFRAIN. / * * i r i J J ^ 1 f "ft rT^ 2 ^ p 3 -J ^ * m ^ ~. v ) P Clo - ser to Thee, Clo - ser to Thee ; I is J~7" I J . J h J^ i r*- , ^ 5 < * J -= i * : -0 , . - --. rf*)-i-|Hi- * -. . V f^3 ~ 22-=-^ gig 1 - ^ P , ! *- 1 T- f 1 1 KTT 1 1 rLnvfi * * =j 0~ ~d ^"^ f m P * * 1 JL_^ J J <v * Clo ser, J J , clo - ser, J .-^- r r ? Clo - ser to Thee. -p - P H ~l i * ^ * -i i L-. i .. > - And when the foe is nigh, May we all sin defy ; Dare to resist or die, Strengthened by Thee. If clouds the daylight hide, Be Thou a Light and Guide ; Let whatsoe er betide, Lead us to Thee. Alary Afathews-Barnes. 26 DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 25. 3 am waiting for tbe Saviour, May be sung as a Solo, Not too fast. P> i C. W. SANDERS. T =r ~^~^~ x LJ i< I IF" |P I ,IT~ P" P* IT J lr S* I Ir t *" I I am wait - ing for the Saviour, And my heart has waited long ; J i ? ~iz_54-h- v c f ij-r-=^-s i r ^^=i^n I hear His foot-steps ? Is He com- ing with the throng? INivI^I K. b IIS^|\ ^ i x x y i i y ? \ / / / . O Thou Son of Da-vid, hear me, Take a - way this film of night ; J_J_JL With Thy glorious presence cheer me, Speak,and let there now be light. Uffi-A**- Long my troubled soul has waited, Low in abject sorrow bowed ; Will He never hear my crying? Will He never lift the cloud ? All the world is filled with wonder At His mighty deeds of grace ; Devils at His presence tremble, Darkness flies before His face. Art Thou coming, O my Saviour ? Do I hear Thy sacred voice ? Shall my sightless eyes behold Thee ? Shall my weeping soul rejoice ? Hark ! He calls me : lo ! the healing Balm and blessing at His word ; Light thro all my nature stealing, Lo ! I look upon my Lord. O Thou Son of David, hear me, Let me never lose the sight ; Keep, O keep me ever near Thee, Walking in the hallowed light. F. Bottome. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 26. pass me not, gentle Saviour. W. II. DOANE. ^TJ?;k-4_J | N |S . fe._[S__ s i i i ~jzzzzf!?L-i J I~TJI~ W^ F^r* I * * I* * J J rJ-f-* L ^-f-g^f : =gj -7 tT~ *" |* " * ,* ^ ^g- | |*~^~^~j*~ j* 1 Pass me not, O gen- tie Sa-viour, Hear my hum-ble cry ; F-=- F-^-S " < fS> M i b i i H i v> F i r ^^ l While on others Thou art call - ing, Do not pass me by. i iv . . ^ . > l CHORUS. i 5t Sa - viour, Sa - viour, hear my hum - ble cry 1 f^4 ^ J J J J^L -- r ^ ^ ^ And while others Thou art call - ing, Do not pass me by ! I I s I s . -^ J^ J^ \ &- I J^ J * . J * * * *i o i V . * * Let me at a throne of mercy Find a sweet relief; Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief. Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me, Whom have I on earth beside Thee ? Whom in heaven but Thee ? F. J. Crosby. Trusting only in Thy merit Would I seek Thy face ; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace. 28 DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 27. flfe beart, (Bob, be wboity Gbine. (Duke Street.} iJpu,. | J J \\ } rJ| j JMi i J J J i i^=^4=^ -p F~f ~ a ^/-J ^_j - P ~P My heart, O God, be whol - ly Thine, I would not .J J-- 7^-fe & M -f-i ^^n^^ n ^J-J^-J T7VP~ ^ f 2 kee r T. P P ^ H| . f"" back fr J - om -g-ii- f $ i i Thee ; Nor wish t< F^FJ ^^ > r si r~ r iun the 4 ft =4= "^ k^ r r f i . ^y g I r ,. f -^ E^ grace Di - vine, Which asks this hum - ble gift of me Oh ! take it now, and let Thy love For evermore within me dwell, And may Thy Spirit from above Teach me to serve my Master well. Afar be every thought of sin, Afar be every wish to stray ; Let truth and holiness begin To lead me up the heavenward way. Make this my only aim and care, To seek Thy praise in all I do ; To consecrate each act with prayer, As I my daily work pursue. More like to Thee, my blessed Lord, I would be, as my days pass by, With patience, love, and wisdom stored, Ready to live, and fit to die. ]V. J. Mat hams. DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNESS OF BLESSING. No. 28. <> m^ Saviour, lifted (St. Crispin. ) ARTHUR H. BROWN. O my Sa - viour, lif - ted From the earth for me, j rj .(?- \ . * f r~j ~ J _ Draw me, in Thy mer - cy, Near-er un - to Thee. ill Speed these lagging footsteps, Melt this heart of ice, As I scan the marvels Of Thy Sacrifice. Lift my earth-bound longings, Fix them, Lord, above ; Draw me with the magnet Of Thy mighty love. Lord, Thine Arms are stretching Ever far and wide, To enfold Thy children To Thy loving Side. And I come, O Jesus : Dare I turn away? No ! Thy love hath conquered, And I come to-day : Bringing all 0iy burdens, Sorrow, sin, and care, At Thy feet I lay them, And I leave them there. W. IV. ffoiv., DESIRES FOR HOLINESS AND FULNRSS OF BLESSING. No. 29. %ot>, 3 bear of sbowers of blessing. tefe^ W. B. BRADBURY. i I " * OfJk iih^E p r P -*- -g * Lord, I hear of show rs of blessing, Thou artscatt ring full and free ; Show rs the thirs-ty land re-fresh-ing, Let some droppings fall on me. fU*ML^ A *- A -i 4 A d-u lfi=p T F- ri .Q r ^ . i ^ r ^r-^^ ^ en me, ev - en me, I i i -^^^4 Let some drop-pings fall on me. Pass me not ! O gracious Father ! Sinful though my heart may be ; Thou mightst leave me, but the rather, Let Thy mercy light on me Even me ! Pass me not ! O tender Saviour ! Let me love and cling to Thee ; I am longing for Thy favour ; When Thou comest, call for me Even me ! Pass me not ! O mighty Spirit ! Thou can st make the blind to see ; Witnesser of Jesu s merit, Speak the word of power to me Even me ! Have I long in sin been sleeping Long been slighting, grieving Thee ? Has the world my heart been keeping ? O forgive and rescue me Even me ! Love of God, so pure and changeless ! Blood of Christ, so rich and free ! Grace of God, so strong and boundless 1 Magnify them all in me Even me lJIfrs. Codner, PART III. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. " Yield yourselves unto God." Rom. vi. 13. "Truly I am Thy servant." Psalm cxvi. 16. "This is the will of God, even your sanctification." i Thess. iv. 3. " That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith." Eph, iii. 17. No. 30. 3 am Gbine wn, Christ. A. A. WRIGHT. Slowly and tenderly. f r"~5 -5- -;- T i i ^ if i^ r I am Thine own,O Christ ; Hence-forth en tire - ly Thine : J J- U ^ X^ ^ X Si I i Zt TT And life from this glad hour, J_ ^ New life is No earthly joy can lure My quiet soul from Thee This deep delight, so pure, Is heaven to me. My joyful song of praise In sweet content I sing : To Thee the note I raise, My King ! my King ! I cannot tell the art By which such bliss is given I know Thou hast my heart, And I have heaven. O peace, O holy rest, O balmy breath of love ; O heart, divinest, best, Thy depth I prove. Mrs. Bradley. 32 SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 31. Mben 3 survey tbe wonfcrous Cross. DR. MILLER. 1 When I sur - vey the won - drous Cross On which the Prince of Glo - ry died, My rich est gain I A I II I 58 I O H~Q ^~\ J- c * > ii f-tL. i i : Q f^t & S stf ^s^ count but loss, And pour con tempt on all . , my pride. ru Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the Cross of Christ my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an offering far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my life, my soul, my all. Jsaat }Vatts. S0RRENDER AXD CONSECRATION. 33 No. 32. 3n full anb glat> eurrenfcer* (Barton.) J. H. KNECHT. 2 3 -S>- -S- -<S r full and glad j f J ^ sur der, O . 1 PI 1 1 1 1 1 1 n T 11 -/- <s! 4 _-? A -3 1 J II ^ i on ly, And ev i er more to be. fftr g H J. - ^ A - -Tj II ^^? i o H <5> -73 fa r j e 1 II O Son of God who lovest me, I will be Thine alone, And all I have, and all I am, Shall henceforth be Thine own. Reign over me Lord Jesus ! O make my heart Thy throne 1 It shall be Thine, dear Saviour, It shall be Thine alone. O come and reign, Lord Jesus ; Rule over everything i And keep me always loyal, And true to Thee, my King ! F. R. Havergal. D 34 SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 33. 3 lift mp beart to Sbee. (Budleigh.) T. M. MUDIE. I i ! I I i. I lift my heart to Twee, . Sa - viour Di -vine, Foi Thou art all to J. J Q. - =g g g I O P And I am Thine. II II. Is there on earth a clos-er bond than ff^-> - \\ 3IS 22=12 G> tins, hat " nR <3ffi-> : -lov -ed s mine, and I 1 J K- f am His?" I 11 Thine am I by all ties ; But chiefly Thine, That through Thy sacrifice Thou, Lord, art mine, [wound By Thine own cords of love, so sweetly Around me, I to Thee am closely bound. To Thee, Thou bleeding Lamb, I all things owe ; All that I have and am, And all I know. All that I have is now no longer mine, And I am not mine own ; Lord, I am Thine. How can I, Lord, withhold Life s brightest hour From Thee ; or gathered gold Or any power ? [from Thee, Why should I keep one precious thing When Thou hast given Thine own dear Self for me ? I pray Thee, Saviour, keep Me in Thy love, Until death s holy sleep Shall me remove [row o er To that fair realm where, sin and sos- Thou and Thine own are One for evermore. C. E. Mudie. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 35 No. 34. 3e0u0 t 3 bave promised MELCHIOR TESCHNER. O Je - sus, I have prom-ised To serve Thee to tbe end ; Be Thou for ev - er near me, My Mas - ter and my Friend. I-R I I i=r n I I I I ^ I I I I I shall not fear the bat - tie, If Thou art by my side, ii s- i i r-^ | -^ J ^ Nor wan - der from the palh_- way, If Thou wilt Oh ! let me feel Thee near me- The world is ever near : I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear. My foes are ever near me, Around me and within ; But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer, And shield my soul from sin. Oh ! let me hear Thee speaking, In accents clear and still, Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self-will : O speak ! to reassure me, To hasten or control ; O speak ! and make me listen, Thou Guardian of my soul. O Jesus ! Thou hast promised To all who follow Thee, That where Thou art in glory, There shall Thy servant be. And, Jesus, I have promised To serve Thee to the end ; Oh ! give me grace to follow My Master and my Friend./. E. Bode. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 35. <5o&, nt Saviour ! TROYTE No. i. m My God, my Saviour, here this day, ToTheelgivemy-self a - way, rJ And evermore with Thee would stay, Thine own to be. H ^-J- Mine idols, one by one, I bring, Yea, every vile, polluted thing That hushed my song, when I would sing, In praise to Thee. Each doubtful sin that kept me bound, Like grave-clothes fast ning me around, And dead ning every heavenly sound, I yield to Thee. My very body, spirit, soul, Take now, dear Lord, to Thy control, And in Thy service use the whole In work for Thee. Come and abide, Thou Heavenly Guest ; Make Thou within my soul Thy rest ; Then truly shall I know I m blest In having Thee. L. Andrews. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 36. Spirit, Soul, anfc Very slow MRS. KNAPP. i I i I i My spi- rit, soul,and bo - dy, Je - sus I give to Thee, ! U^UUU tju. a gat? -JfMFj 1 ^h 1 T~ 1 F=}=F =F^I vP -*. * <^J - 2 1 ^ ^ h II rO * & P -^y- * 1 r F if 5 *- tp-p-f P f F A con - se- era- ted of - f ring, Thine e - ver-more to be. i i i i f?*)*ir * Q 1 ^ "- E H -vj B- ^j I (-) * ii * f x^ - ^3 ^= P b| |T3 *~ -- 1 ~ || CHORUS. a ^L My all is on the al - tar ; I I I I I =i tt^ Lord, I am all Thine own ; J J , ! J J- s ^ p ^^ -p- ^ 5 -rtrt Oh, may my faith ne er fal - ter ! Lord, keep me Thine a - lone. ^ A Jesus, mighty Saviour, I trust in Thy great name ; 1 look for Thy salvation, Thy promise now I claim. Now, Lord, I yield my members, From sin s dominion free, For warfare and for triumph, As weapons unto Thee. Oh, blissful, self- surrender, To live, my Lord, by Thee ! Now, Son of God, my Saviour, Live out Thy life in me. I m Thine, O blessed Jesus, Washed in Thy precious blood, Sealed by Thy holy Spirit, A sacrifice to God. Mrs. James. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 37. flDp gracious Xorfc, 3 own Gb rigbt (Neapolis. } From HAYDN. My gra - cious Lord, I own Thy right To ev - ry A_ IC2 pZ_l P~n ,\ I A I ^ -V<- -- -^ri r^ Z>" ser - vice I can pay ; And call it my -f^L^. preme de light To hear Thy die - tales, and o - bey. What is my being but for Thee, Its sure support, its noblest end ? Thy ever-smiling face to see, And serve the cause of such a Friend ? I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days or powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad : Tis to my Saviour I would live ; To Him who for my ransom died ; Nor could untainted Eden give Such bliss as blossoms at His side. His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigour is no more ; And my last hour of life confess His love hath animating power. Philip Doddridge. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 39. b ! tbe bitter sbame anfc sorrow* (SECOND TUNE.) (S. Judc.) ^M=iF C. J. VINCENT. I I \ I. Oh! the bit - ter shame and sor - row, That a time could 3 d: HTT r r ^ ver be, When I let the .-J-^-^ Sa-viour s pi ty i Plead in vain, and proudly answer d, "All of self, and none of Thee." i - . J Yet He found me : I beheld Him Bleeding on th accursed tree, Heard Him pray, " Forgive them, Father 1 And my wistful heart said faintly : " Some of self, and some of Thee." Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full and free, Sweet and strong, and ah ! so patient ! Brought me lower, while I whispered : " Less of self, and more of Thee." Higher than the highest heavens, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered : Grant me now my soul s desire : " None of self, and all of Thee." Theodore Motiod. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 40, OLovincj Saviour, Gbou art calling. C. C. CONVERSE. / Lov-ingSaviour,Thouart call- ing Sin-ners to Thyself to - day ; - -e-. y I They have wander d from the shel- ter Of Thy fold and gone a- stray. J 1-3 1 J 1 J ^ ^f^H\f Bring them back to peace and safe-ty ; May they hear Thy loving call Thou art waiting to re- ceive them, Draw eachone,receivethem all. **\%- Loving Saviour, I am coming, Bringing all my sins to Thee ; As I am, in shame and sorrow, Lord, receive and rescue me. At the cross I lay my burden, Lowly at Thy ftet I bow ; And no longer doubt and grieve Thee, Cleanse my heart : Lord, save me now 1 Loving Saviour, Thou art pleading For my heart, my life, my all ; Long without I ve kept Thee waiting, Now I open at Thy call. Come Thou in, take full possession, Consecrated it shall be ; Take my life, direct and use it, I will live it all for Thee. James Stephens, SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 43 No. 41. 3eeu, 3 bee abore, (Molitios.) F. C. SPURR. Je-su, my Lord, my God, my all! Hear me, blest Sa-viour, i I i I Pour down the rich - es of Thy grace. Je - su, my Lord, I J-^^gi Thee a - dore ; f7J..J- . & . - nzo. -&--<p--&- ^ ** I J III i -^ O make me love Thee more and more. Jesu, too late I Thee have sought, I low can I love Thee as I ought ? And how extol Thy matchless fame, The glorious beauty of Thy Name ? Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore ; O make me love Thee more and more ! Jesu, what didst Thou find in me, That Thou hast dealt so lovingly ? How great the joy that Thou hast brought ! So far exceeding hope or thought ! Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore ; O make me love Thee more and more ! Jesu, of Thee shall be my song, To Thee my heart and soul belong ; All that I am or have is Thine ; AndThou, blest Saviour.Thou art mine. Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore ; O make me love Thee more and more ! Henry Collins. 44 SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 42. Gafce me, m^ jfatber. (Sardis.) From BEETHOVEN. i i Take me, save me, thro Thy Son ; That which Thou wouldst Long from Thee my footsteps straying, Thorny proved the way I trod ; Weary, come I now, and praying, Take me to Thy love, my God. Fruitless years with grief recalling, Humbly I confess my sin ; At Thy feet, O Father, falling, To Thy household take me in. Freely now to Thee I proffer This relenting heart of mine ; Freely life and soul I offer, Gift unworthy love like Thine. Once, the world s Redeemer, dying, Bore our s : .ns upon the tree ; On that sacrifice relying, Now I look in hope to Thee. Father, take me, all -forgiving, Fold me to Thy loving breast ; In Thy love for ever living, I must be for ever blest. Dr. Ray Palmer, SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 45 No. 43. afce ms life, anfc let it be. {Nottingham. See also next tune.} From MOZART. hpJK 1 1 rj -J CP * <2 vD 2 ^ ^ T3 h- fl & CJ CJ J p p , , I. Take my life, and let it be Con se i x I ^ Q_ CJ ! <p o ^-5 \ cj y 5? 54 1 -& ^ -j 1 <9 ll =F crat ed, Lord, to Thee ; Take my mo ments and my days, **" I ^\ ^^ &= I "P" -&" Let them flow in cease-less praise. fL ^ j j 1 Take my hands, and let them move At the impulse of Thy love ; Take my feet, and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee. Take my voice, and let me sing, Always, only, for my King ; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold, Not a mite would I withhold ; Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shall choose. Take my will, and make it Thine ; It shall be no longer mine ; Take my heart, it is Thine own ; It shall be Thy royal throne. Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure store ; Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee Frances K. Havergal. 4 6 SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 43. Gafce mp life, anb let it be* (Sherlorm. SECOND TUNE.) From MENDELSSOHN. s p-r p T- rr Take my life, and let it be Con se-crat - ed, Lord, to Thee ; 1 ^* 1 -^ , pi i nr*r "r-^ Take my mo-ments and my days, Let them flow in cease-less praise. 1 ! U, r Take my hands, and let them move At the impulse of Thy love ; Take my feet, and let them be Swift and beautiful for Thee. Take my voice, and let me sing, Always, only, for my King ; Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold, Not a mite would I withhold ; Take my intellect, and use Every power as Thou shall choose. Take my will, and make it Thine ; It shall be no longer mine ; Take my heart, it is Thine own ; It shall be Thy royal throne. Take my love, my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure store ; Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee. Frances R. Haverga.\ SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. 47 No. 44. love, wbo formefcst me to wear. (This Hymn may also be sung to the t-une " 67. Alatliias") (Patnngton.) ARTHUR H. BROWN. O Love, who form-edst me to wear The im - age of Thy -J- * -i- - -* ~ J God - head here ; Who soughtest iii ^ Through all my wan-d rings wild =tH^-SEts=iH feqs^F^T i i i i ~H ~ *r * ~^ ^ ^ rings wild and drear ! O Love, I give my - O Love, who, ere life s earliest dawn, On me Thy choice hast gently laid ; O Love, who here as man wast born, And wholly like to us wast made ; O Love, &c. O Love, who once in time wast slain, Pierced through and through with bitter woe, O Love, who wrestling thus didst gain, That we eternal joy might know ; O Love, &c. O Love, who lovest me for aye, Who for my soul dost ever plead ; O Love, who didst my ransom pay, Whose power sufficeth in my stead ; O Love, &c. O Love, who once shall bid me rise From out this dying life of ours ; O Love, who once o er yonder skies Shall set me in the fadeless bowers ; O Love, &c. C. Winkworth {front the German). 4 8 SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 45. 3 love bee, %otf> most bicjb. Ancient Plain Song. r r i iii i I love, I love Thee, Lord most high ! Be May memory no thought suggest But shall to Thy pure glory tend ; My understanding find no rest Except in Thee, its only end. My God, I here protest to Thee, No other will have I than Thine ; Whatever Thou hast given me I here again to Thee resign. All mine is Thine, say but the word, Whate er Thou wiliest shall be done : I know Thy love, all-gracious Lord ; I know it seeks my good alone. Apart from Thee all things are nought : Then grant, O my supremest Bliss ! Grant me to love Thee as I ought ; Thou givest all in giving this ! Ignatius of Loyola,. SURRENDER AND CONSECRATION. No. 46. (Bob, 3 love PLAYFORD S PSALTER. My God, I love Thee, not be-cause I hope for heav nthere-by, Nor be-cause they who love Thee not Are lost e - ter- nal - ly. Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me Upon the Cross embrace ; For me didst bear the nails and spear And manifold disgrace ; And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony ; Yea, death itself ; and all for one Who was Thine enemy. Then why, O blessed Jesu Christ, Should I not love Thee well ? Not for the sake of winning heaven Nor of escaping hell ; Nor with the hope of gaining aught, Not seeking a reward ; But as Thyself hast loved me, O ever-loving Lord ! E en so I love Thee and will love, And in Thy praise will sing ; Solely because Thou art my God, And my eternal King. Francis Xavier, tr. by E. CaswalL E PART IV. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 47. Saviour, precious Saviour. (Lymington.) ROBERT JACKSON. B ^ fc3 II fj_^r-p-, I I I I O Sav-iour, precious Sav-iour, Whom yet un-seen we love, J - J-JL ... S-^jn T f - 1 13 O Name of might and fa - vour, All oth - er names a - bove : ^ZlZgZjP ^ >j^ ^ -f> i iii r n^ We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee a-lone we sing ; J I I We praise Thee, and con- fess Thee i i f r . Our ho - ly Lord and King ! O Bringer of salvation, Who wondrously hath wrought, Thyself the revelation Of love beyond our thought : We worship Thee, we bless Thee, Tu Thee alone we sing ; We praise Thee, and confess Thee Our gracious Lord and King ! In Thee all fulness dwelleth, All grace and power divine ; The glory that excelleth, O Son of God, is Thine : We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing ; We praise Thee, and confess Thee Our glorious Lord and King ! O grant the consummation Of this our song above, In endless adoration, And everlasting love : [Thee, Then shall we praise and bless Where perfect praises ring, And evermore confess Thee Our Saviour and our King ! Frances R. Haveigal. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESOS. No. 48. 3esu0, the ver$ tbougbt of ftbee. (St. Bertiard.) JOHN RICHARDSON. fitr f- r p i -<9 Q [Q i je - sus, the ve - ry thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast ; III i i But sweet-er far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. , , _fj J- J J f~2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the memory find A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, O Saviour of mankind 1 O hope of every contrite heart ! O joy of all the meek ! To those who fall, how kind Thou art ! How good to those who seek ! But what to those who find ? Ah, this Nor tongue nor pen can show : The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved ones know. O Jesus, Light of all below ! Thou Fount of life and fire 1 Surpassing all the joys we know, And all we can desire ! Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be : Jesus, be Thou our glory now, And through Eternity. S. Bernard of Clairvaux, ir. E. Caswail. 52 THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 49. 3esu, Xo\>er of mp soul. ( Tichfield.) Je- su, Lov-er of my soul, Let me to Thy bo som fly, | J i I I i i I | ! I I --^-^-^J-^i- While the near-er wa-ters roll, While the tem-pest still is high ! I A J i r A A A _JJ_ ggCTF^^+gM i i j ^ jj_^ &&lt;s* jg> T f- i i i i n g. Hide me, O my Sav-iour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; -&*- I i i i li Q Safe in to the ha- ven guide ! O receive my soul at last. Ill | I I i Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; Leave, ah 1 leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring : Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing ! Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind 1 Just and holy is Thy Name j I am all unrighteousness : Vile, and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within ; Thou of Life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within my heart ! Rise to all eternity ! C. Wesley. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF. JESUS. 53 No. 50. 3 bearfc tbc voice of 3esus sa\>. ( Verona. ) To be sung as a Solo, smoothly, and not fast. GlULIO ROKERTI. (By permission.) V / I / I k ! ^1 ^ kT ^ W I heard the voice of Je- sus say, Come un - to Me, and rest; Laydown.thou wea- ry one, lay down Thy head up- on my I I s * -- -*-m breast. I came to Je - sus as J__N~ I was Wea - ry, and worn, and N J^J J\ J place, And He has made me glad. sad, I found in Him a rest-ing I heard the voice of Jesus say, Behold, I freely give The living water thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live. I came to Jesus and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him. I heard the voice of Jesus say, I am this dark world s Light : Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright. I looked to Jesus, and I found In Him my Star, my Sun ; And in that Light of life I ll walk Till travelling days are done. Horatius Bonar, 54 THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 51. mot wbat 3 am, Xorfc. (Selattyn.) Recit. E. W. BELLINGER. ^ Not what I am, \ O Lord, but / i what Thou art ! r s true rest ; & l m >5 c< rr Thy love, not bids _to! J 1 e J ^ =K It is Thy perfect love that casts out fear ; I know the Voice that speaks the " It is I " ; And in these well-known words of heavenly cheer I hear the joy that bids each sorrow fly. Thy name is Love ! I hear it from yon cross ; Thy name is Love ! I read it in yon tomb ; All meaner love is perishable dross, But this shall light me through time s thickest gloom. It blesses now, and shall for ever bless, It saves me now, and shall for ever save ; It holds me up in days of helplessness, It bears me safely o er each swelling wave, Tis what I know of Thee, my Lord and God, That fills my soul with peace, my lips with song ; Thou art my health, my joy, my staff, my rod, Leaning on Thee, in weakness I am strong. More of Thyself, O show me, hour by hour, More of Thy glory, O my God and Lord ; More of Thyself, in all Thy grace and power ; More of Thy love and truth, Incarnate \Vord.-fforattus Bonar. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. 55 No. 52. , our risen, Glorious Xor<x (Eltacombe.) Je - sus, our ri - sen, glorious Lord, As - cend-ed to Thy throne ; By saints and se - ra- phim a - dored, Mon-arch su-preme ! a - lone ! J J r \ J i i r * r r r " & r r r We laud Thy greatness, we a- dore, But most we bless Thy name i s 1 Ut 3Z For Thou art what Thou wast be-fore, Our Je - sus still the same : i rN illi I JrJJIIHH^J H P The same who to the leper said, And touched him "Be thou clean;" The same whose kind hand gently led The blind man, poor and mean ; The same who fed the fainting crowd, Who healed the halt and lame, Whose word dispel! ed the stormy cloud , Our Jesus still the same. The same who did the children call To nestle on His breast ; And bade the heavy laden, all, Come unto Him for rest : His title was the Sinner s Friend ! To save the lost He came ; His love will never, never end* Jesus is still the same. Thy sympathy, unchanging Frrsnci I Is strength, and joy, and rest ; Thy love, till life s long toil shall end, Makes e en our sorrows blest ; And when at last shall melt away Creation s mighty frame, We ll praise, through heaven s eternal Our Jesus still the same. [day, Newman Hall. THE AT.L-SUFFICIEXCY OF JESUS. No. 53. Slowly soul s IRefceemer ! W. II. UOANE. On - ly Thee, my soul s Re-deem - er ! Whom have I in heaven be - side ? _ * Who on earth, with love * * m so ten - der, ^ - - * - CHORUS. i I i I I r ii All my wand ring steps will guide? On - ly Thee, I I J J J I I Only Thee ! No joy I covet, But the joy to call Thee mine Joy that gives the blest assurance, Thou hast owned and sealed me Thine. Only Thee, I ask no other ; Thou art more than all to me ; Life, or health, or creature comfort, I would give them all for Thee, Only Thee, whose blood has cleansed me, Would my raptured vision see, While my faith is reaching upward, pver upward, Lord, to Thee. Fanny J. Crosby. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. 57 No. 54. Saviour, Ufte a sbepberb leafc us. WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. i I NS N k N | t J LUF . fcJ-LAr | Z3 J p I ^ ^ 1_ J 1 ^_*_^ ^ * g 1 * i - Q *~g- I-* 3 g f i * J ITTTT j* r f * ^ > Saviour,like a shepherd lead us, Much we need Thy tender care ; In Thy pleasant pastures feed us, For our use Thy folds pre-pare. i is ,s ls is i JL | i i is Is is N Hr-y~*=za=rgg=:* I fr r> zH !tfct zjz-^^-F: ^ * i x x r i r Blessed Je- sus, Blessed Je-sus, Thou hast bought us, Thine we are, X ^ i ^ Blessed Je-sus, Blessed Jesus, Thou hast bought us.Thine we are. We are Thine : do Thou befriend us ; Be the guardian of our way ; Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us, Seek us when we go astray. Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, Hear, oh, hear us, when we pruy. Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be ; Thou hast mercy to relieve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free. Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, Let us early turn to Thee. Early let us seek Thy favour, Early let us do Thy will ; Blessed Lord and only Saviour, With Thy love our bosoms fill. Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus, Thou hast loved us, love us still. Dorothy A. Thrupp, THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 55. Gbou bifcfcen Source of calm repose. (Stella. ) Thou hid-den Source of calm re-pose,Thou all suf - fi- cient -J- ->- -J- -&- 1 J-M I I ^ rrr r r Love di - vine, My help and ref- uge from my foes, Se i\ j 4 4 4 j JTJ j ,j J * S~ ?^3 ~ -^r-H-r-"- grief, and shame, I hide me, J. J. Je sus, in Thy Name. J- SI 3: Thy mighty Name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul above ; Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love : To me, with Thy great Name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. Jesus, my all in all Thou art ; My rest in toil, my ease in pain ; The medicine of my broken heart ; In war, my peace ; in loss, my gain ; My smile beneath the tyrant s frown ; In shame, my glory and my crown ; In want, my plentiful supply ; In weakness, my almighty power ; In bonds, my perfect liberty ; My light in Satan s darkest hour ; In grief, my joy unspeakable ; My life in death, my all in all. C. Wesley. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. 59 No. 56. ftafce tbe worlfc, but give me 3esus. J . JV. J*(zaL=^|^^M=frEg r- r S"* I * * "~0 F I S * S i j* r r -si / u J- R. SWENEY. Take the world, but give me Je-sus, All its joys are but a name: m t&t But His love a - bi-deth ev - er, , Through e - ter- nal years the same. J O the height and depth of mer-cy ! O the length and breadth of love; ^g~l n i<L_ j^_rp=| 1 i* P I k p " ^ . O tlie ful-ness of re-demption, Pledge of end-less life a - bove. J-. -^-Mt rr Take the world, but give me Jesus, Sweetest comfort of my soul ; With my Saviour watching o er me, I can sing though billows roll. Take the world, but give me Jesus, Let me see His constant smile ; Then throughout my pilgrim journey, Light will cheer me all the while. Take the world, but give me Jesus, In His cross my trust shall be ; Till with clearer, brighter vision, Face to face my Lord I see. F.J. Crosby. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 57. %o\>e Bivinc, all loves excelling. (Stuttgart.) \ 1 German. Love Divine, all loves ex- eel- ling, Joy of heav n, to earth comedown, ~r Fix in us Thy hum-bled welling, All Thyfaith-ful mcr-cies crown ; i f I Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art ; Visit us with Thy salvation, Enter every longing heart. Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all Thy grace receive ; Suddenly return, and never, Never more Thy temples leave ; Thee we would be always blessing, Serve Thee as Thy hosts above, Pray, and praise Thee, without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. Finish then Thy new creation, Pure, unspotted let us be ; Let us see Thy great salvation Perfectly restored in Thee ; Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! C. Wesley. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JKSUS. 6l No. 58. , bou jos of loving beart0 ! Arranged by E. HUSBAND. jsp^pp - sus, Thou joy of lov - ing hearts ! Thou -J- -fit J -Q- -J- -e- ^ F / *i> 1 -3 J- 1 H -fl 1 ; I > rj *" 1 r^ J r? _ I* r^J ^^ r p 1 Fount of r_/ i r Life ! Thou Lij 1 I ;ht of mi fn MI i ! From the best bliss that 1 1 j J J -*- -<s- ^ - c/ - -*- [(*]. ^"* ?*~~ dE3f * O m &^ ^~"^b | | c ( f-j -* I 1 m W^ earth im -parts, We turn, un - fill d, to Thee a -gain. J J .. J . Ja^ Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; Thou savest those that on Thee call ; To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, To them that find Thee, all in all. We taste Thee, O Thou Living Bread, And long to feast upon Thee still ! We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. Our longing spirits yearn for Thse, Where er our changeful lot is cast : Glad, when Thy gracious smile we see, Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. O Tesus, ever with us stay ! Make all our moments calm and bright ! Chase the dark night of sin away, Shed o er the world Thy holy light. Bernard of ClairvauX t THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 59. at even, ere the sun was set. (Angelus.) SCHEFFLER, 1657. Once more tis eventide ; and we, Oppressed with various ills draw near : What if Thy form we cannot see ! We know and feel that Thou art here. O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ! For some are sick and some are sad ; And some have never loved Thee well, And some have lost the love they had. And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, For none are wholly free from -sin ; And they who fain would serve Thee best Are conscious most of wrong within. O Saviour Christ, Thou too art man, Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried ; Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide ; Thy touch has still its ancient power ; No word from Thee can fruitless fall ; Hear in this solemn evening hour, And in Thy mercy heal us all. Canon Tivells. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 60. " jfor 3e0u0 sake." i^^ JS3^ *-g- IV I * "For Je sus sake" all sin fo; giv n! "For 4. ^ E -*- -*- -*- -m- \j V Y V V V V V V Je sus sake" sweet rest 1 Tis this glad word has h :|: ^=^ h fc P P^ r f ^ i ? 7 T wooed and won, My heart to love Him best, His a ^^ praise I sing ; my Lord ! my King ! Who died my peace to THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. *= make, And I/ all the day and all the way, An If I : I |p ^ ; : j*l J J l^il e-cho in my heart shall say, "For Je - sus sake." ft I s fr Jfe N J^ I s fe i i-n I * _ I I ~^~ ~? : T~- 3 I * II r. f r. ^--LC- i> f =P r ^F^I \t^m-* " For Jesus sake " these precious words Shall be like pinions swift, To waft my pray r thro heaven s gate, And bear back many a gift. Each answer free God sends to me, Then joyfully I ll take, And all the day, and all the way, An echo in my heart shall say " For Jesus sake ! " When often like a wayward child, I murmur at His will, Then this sweet word, " For Jesus sake," My restless heart can still. I bow my head, and gently led, His easy yoke I take ; And all the day, and all the way, An echo in my heart shall say "For Jesus sakel" In suffering sore or toilsome task, His burden light I ll bear ; 11 For Jesus sake " shall sweeten all, Till His bright home I share ; And then this song, more sweet, more strong, In heaven my harp shall wake, Led all the way, till that glad day, Eternally my heart shall say " For Jesus sake 1 "Georgiana M. Taylor. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESDS. No. 61. 3 neefc bee ever\> hour. REV. R. LOWRY. . 4- , S EI^* w S E Uzz!~i~ *_J Jn^ I n 5 ^ -,&&gt;- -- ? ? -g X X L/ g 1 I need Thee ev- ry hour, Most gra - cious Lord ; E^r3S? UrJ ! _j! = ^ ::; . ) -j_j| = 4 :: |^ ;: j I f^ II m I ?j ~? v I No ten - der voice like Thine Can peace af - ford. REFRAIN. r x k-v-M i " i ^E-E g r i xxxi r I X X ,r I need Thee, oh I need Thee ; Ev - ry hour I need Thee ; II =!*= m ^3lE&5E i I O bless me now, my Saviour ; I come to Thee 4 /l-^.J J -J^T^ ^ -g-P-P- I need Thee every hour, In joy or pain ; Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain, I need Thee every hour, Stay Thou near by ; Temptations lose their power, When Thou art nigh. I need Thee every hour, Teach me Thy will ; And Thy rich promises In me fulfil. Mrs. Hawks. 66 THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 62. 1bow sweet tbe IRame of 3e0us 0ount>0. A. R. REINAGLE. How sweet the Name of Je - sus sounds A A 22t erf - ...... S s - ~r~r r v a be - liev - er s ear 1 I It soothes his sor - rows, ~?T 4} _j 1 1 1| , | i r i -/frrV 3EEs ri -A H X5 " <*"3 ? rj -^-, ^ r ^ r - F r^-- -o- . heals his wounds, And drives a - wa] his fear. ftH- t> eJ J rJ H-J- ^ d J sJ ,m . n i, -^ fa il r^ ~s f 3 i^ 1 1 1 " It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. Dear Name ! the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place, My never-failing treasury filled With boundless stores of grace. Jesus 1 my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I ll praise Thee as I ought. Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death .John Newton. THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OP JESDS. No. 63. 3esus, IRame of sweetness. Llanthony Monastery Music. I^JLfej . i *i on ward To their rest a - bove. Jesus, sweetest song-note On the sinner s ear ; Jesus, breath of gladness While we wander here. Jesus, name of music, Thrilling through the soul, Cheering, urging onward, To the glorious goal. Jesus, sweet refreshment, When our spirits faint, Flashing forth sweet visions Love alone can paint. Jesus ! strange elixir 1 Of the eternal life ; Jesus 1 peace and pleasure In death s awful strife. Jesus ! oh, my Jesus, Can I ever tell Half the love that saved me From the pains of hell ? " Jesus only " shall be My glad watchword here : " Jesus only " will be My own treasure there. Llanthony Monastery Hymns. 68 THE ALL-SUFFICIENCY OF JESUS. No. 64. When tbe worlfc 10 brightest. German Melody re-har. When the world is bright - est, And our hearts are light - est, j , -^-l I I 1 ^5 ~ i ~ ^"3 n ^^~ When life s scene is shaded, All its bright hopes faded, Blessed Jesu, hear us 1 Light of heaven, be near i.s. When with blessings sated, Or by praise elated, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Let Thy Cross be near us. When the night of sorrow Makes us dread to-morrow, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Light of heaven, be near us. When our foes surround us, When our sins have bound us, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Let Thy help be near us. When our hearts are grieving, O er the grave bereaving, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Light of heaven, be near us. When in sickness lying, Dark with fear of dying, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Let Thy help be near us. When life, slowly waning. Shews but heaven remaining, Blessed Jesu, hear us ! Light of all, be near us. Canon Tutliett. PART V. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 65. tTofca? Ibp mere? caII0 110. 32 / ii r~J \ O rj en f3 (Missionary.) DR. L-">WELL MASON. I I To- day Thy mer- cy calls us To wash a- way our sin, ^^ I I I i I I II 1 ! How - ev - er great our tres - pass, What- ev - er we have been ; I . -- J. bfl^ESsS T i J r r i ^r r f j F r r How - ev - er long from mer - cy Our hearts have turn d a - way, I ! I I I I I I I I I Thy precious blood can cleanse us, And make us white to - day. To-day Thy gate is open, And all who enter in Shall find a Father s welcome, And pardon for their sin. The past shall be forgotten, A present joy be given, A future grace be promised, A glorious crown in heaven. To-day our Father calls us, His Holy Spirit waits : His blessed angels gather Around the heavenly gates , No question svill be asked us How often we have come ; Although we oft have wandered, It is our Father s home. Oh, all-embracing mercy, Oh, ever-open door, What should we do without Thee, When heart and eye run o er ? When all things seem against us, To drive us to despair ; We know one gate is open, One ear will hear our prayer ! Oswald Allen. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 66. Bebolfc flDe stations at tbe boor. With feeling, (May be sung as a Solo.) MRS. J. F. KNAPP. Be - hold . . Me stand -ing at the door, And 35JbT~ t=Zr v \ v x p\ i fc. v r\ ..J . N y "P f 5 hear Me pleading ev-er - more, With gentle voice : O heart of m v y / i C f ~*J- ~T" May I come in? may I come in? ^J- = ^p: REFRAIN. 3 g g c Be - hold Me stand - ing at the door, . . And FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. hear Me pleading ev-er - more : Say, wea - ry heart, oppress d with J m fgg V \ \, \ May I come in ? may I come in ? I bore the cruel thorns for thee, I waited long and patiently : Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, May I come in ? may I come in ? Behold, &c. I would not plead with thee in vain : Remember all My grief and pain ! I died to ransom thee from sin : May I come in ? may I come in ? Behold, &c. I bring thee joy from heaven above, I bring thee pardon, peace, and love : Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin, May I come in ? may I come in ? Behold, &c. F. J, Crosby. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 67. Stmpl? trusting ever? IRA D. SANKEY. FFTF r-rr-rr Sim - ply trust-ing ev - ry day, Trust-ing thro a stor - my way ; > I I M N I iCTZd -?-- >J ft r " E - ven when my faith is small, Trust-ing Je - sus, that is all. -* 0-2- f^=r CHORUS. Trust-ing as the moments fly, Trust-ing as the days goby; i s, i ^ ^ 3=t T=? Trust-ing Him whate er be-fall, Trust-ing Je - sus, that is all. &m 1 Brightly doth His Spirit shine Singing, if my way be clear ; Into this poor heart of mine ; Praying, if my path be drear ; While He leads I cannot fall, j If in danger, for Him call ; Trusting Jesus, that is all. Trusting Jesus, that is all. Trusting Him while life shall last. Trusting Him till earth be past, Till within the jasper wall ; Trusting Jesus, that is all. E. / a^e. FAITH AND FEI LOWSHIP. No. 68 jfaitb 10 a living power from Ibeaven* (Montgomery. ) STANLEY. 1 f f f r 1 _ Faith is a liv - ing pow r from heav nWhich grasps the I -J J , IL ! . ~&~ _- IL ! m ^^f pro - mise God has giv n ; Se - cure - ly fix d on Christ a J ^ P lone, A trust that can - not be o er-thrown. J Faith finds in Christ whate er we need To save and strengthen, guide and feed ; Strong in His grace, it joys to share His cross, in hope His crown to wear. Faith to the conscience whispers peace, And bids the mourner s sighing cease ; Hy faith the children s right we claim, And call upon our Father s name. Such faith in us, O God, implant, And to our prayers Thy favour grant In Jesus Christ, Thy saving Son, Who is our fount of health alone. 74 FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 69. <5o& bolbs tbe fcep of all unknown. GEO. C. STEBBINS. ^ r -f*ipf- -f- i i i God holds the key of all unknown, And I am -.UJ J,J J J rT r=r h , I 1 1 L 1 , 1 1 ! S 1 1 * L* b * iH m J J n * * w * J ^H J H *- * * v / ^ ^ i ^-, ^ ^ r r r r r r rr- i r r If oth - er hands should hold the key, Or if He trust - ed J A J j^- J- ^ J J- -J- J- J>J 1 ^%i? b r r^ r r^ r- ^r-f 1 1 1 i * 5r sad. r i r -fT it to me, I might be ,j J J J.J. sad, n I might be J_ ^1 What if to-morrow s cares were here Without its rest ? I d rather He unlocked the day ; And as the hours swing open, say " My will is best. The very dimness of my sight Makes me secure ; For, grcping in my misty way I feel His hand ; I hear Him say, " My help is sure." I cannot read His future plans ; But this I know ; I have the smiling of His face, And all the refuge of His grace, While here below. Enough : this covers all my wants, And so I rest ; For what I cannot, He can see, And in His care I saved shall be, For ever blest. J. Parker FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. 75 No. 70. Come ^e yourselves apart* { Toulon. ) C . GOUDIMEL. w~^ d -&r- -^ ^-T- -, H - It^v 1 & 9 ^_ci_ rj Come ye yourselves a - part and rest a - -llOli- | -while, Wea-ry, I know it, i i _i HCTt i " G>-r^ 2 f3i T(*), o <s? Q jrfir &- ^**^*7 r"- t j E i P P i 1 1 1 i 1 1 1 r , r H . , 1 I i yf j^ ^j -H 1 h | n rJ g-j I E3 g_j p U^-J ((h 7 ^ (1 f \ C^ tt2 ^ B2 ^ ? i r P of the press and throng -^ ^*" <T3 tt^J IIQI J Q > i-f-c i f * r ^ < ^ -f- 1 1 l 1 f ; Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of f^Jr F* 4 o -VrXr o o _2 J^_ lP~ o p [^b IMI I _. 1 I ! I H *9H g,. ?5 ^, "J :rd in x< rj ?5 & llraull H S= T P if p r i toil, And in My qui - et strength a - gain be strong. Wl ^ " J J JtJ sl^L ^ 1 * i iicai .. @_ te ^^ E P E* ?"3 fU ^=fl 1 g j h r * i Come ye aside from all the world holds dear, For converse which the world has never known ; Alone with Me and with My Father here, With Me and with My Father not alone. Come, tell Me all that ye have said and done, Your victories and failures, hopes and fears ; I know how hardly souls are wooed and won ; My choicest wreaths are always wet with tears. Come ye and rest ! the journey is too great, And ye will faint beside the way, and sink ; The bread of life is here for you to eat, And here for you the wine of love to drink. Then, fresh from converse with your Lord, return And work till daylight softens into even : The b.rief hours are not lost in which ye learn More of your Master, and His rest in heaven. E. H. Bickerstetk. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No- 71. faitb loofes up to Gbee. (ffarlan.) My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Cal - va - ry : Sav- iour Di - vine ! Now hear me while I pray, Take all my -ua * 4 LJ a- way ; Oh, let me from this day Be whol- ly Thine ! K I ..J .-J- JJ May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ! As Thou hast died for me, Oh, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire ! When life s dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be Thou my guide. Bid darkness turn to day. Wipe sorrow s tears away, Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. When ends life s transient dream, When death s cold sullen stream Shall o er me roll : Blest Saviour ! then in love, Fear and distrust remove, Oh, bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. Ray Palmer. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. 77 No. 72. %ort> 3e0u, tbinfc on me. HENRY C. BANISTER. mm 1 r Lord Je - su, think on me, And purge a -way my sin J. C rrr r f j j j j j J j H i : j j J j j r f f*f f 1 f r r r rff From earth-born passions set me free And make me pure with - in. t J . .L J J Lord Jesu, think on me, With care and woe oppressed ; Let me Thy loving servant be, And taste Thy promised rest. Lord Jesu, think on me, Nor let me go astray : Through darkness and perplexity Point Thou the heavenly way. Lord Jesu, think on me, When beats the tempest high : When on doth rush the enemy, O Saviour, be Thou nigh. Lord Jesu, think on me, That when the flood is past, I may the eternal brightness see, Arid share Thy joy at last Lord Jesu, think on me, That I may sing above To Father, Spirit, and to Thee The strains of praise and love. Synesius, tr. A. W. Chatjield. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 73. Gafee Gbou m^ ban t) anb leab me. IKA D. SANKEV. f ik c^ 9 |J j- r i j J r j t [- - = r r r Take Thou my ssfcn J J J r r p f hand and lead me, J J J J "^ r r ^- Choose Thou my way ! J J J I. (2iJir ^ i r r ^ i i i -~s r ij ~" ^i j 1 1 1 1 i f -rH j J hr- ^ r f r Not as I j r \ J J * * J J will, O Fa- ther, J J J J ^f r r Teach me to say : /-J J - J. ,-) m t~* ^^^^ m f m m r^ r r r ii i n 1 1 1 1 i I V ft i j t*~i ~St _! J^T> * /h J J 1 - j j ^v 9 ^^*^ ^ -J - ^ FlT^ - 1 J/ p T |J What tho the s 04 1 J J r r / , torms may ga - ther, 1 J J J i r r (^ hou know -est best ; J J J -. T^T-; f ...f .. P* O r* 1 5 f ~f f 1 F~~f 1 i I [ \ 1 1 r r T^f" e) ^ ^ -*} i - - ..... = j- , r <f ^ HP F~ i 1 9 C? * J i T f Safe in Thy r r f f ho - ly keep - ing -1 J J J rrlf r r F- There would I rest. J"J J 1 J. ^.f B ~T~tr r F~ p P "f " ^-M p r r tf =F 1 p L -t i r \p i Take Thou my hand and lead me Lord, I am Thine ! Fill with Thy Holy Spirit This heart of mine ; Then, in the hour of trial, Strong shall I be ; Ready to do or suffer, Dear Lord, for Thee. Take Thou my hand and lead me, Lord, as I go ; Into Thy perfect image Help me to grow : Still, in Thine own pavilion, Shelter Thou me ; Keep me, O Father, keep me, Close, close to Thee. Julia Sterling, FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. 79 No. 74. Xorfc, b beavenlp grace impart (Kennington. ) W. J. MAYERS. ^f * i M ^ \ \, s r er O Lord, Thy heavenly grace im- part, And fix my frail in f r f r P f if- con - slant heart ; Hence-forth my chief de - sire shall be To E i=t rn i^ :n=J ^ ^ r* g J.^-= W ^ifg r-rr^^f^^f de - di- cate my- self to Thee, To Thee, my God, to Thee. > i N ! M h i -^J- -J" JrJ Whate er pursuits my time employ, One thought shall fill my soul with joy : That silent, secret thought shall be, That all my hopes are fixed on Thee, On Thee, my God, on Thee. Thy glorious eye pervadeth space ; Thou rt present, Lord, in every place ; And wheresoe er my lot may be, Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee, To Thee, my God, to Thee. Renouncing every sinful thing : Safe neath the covert of Thy wing, My sweetest thought henceforth shall be, That all I want I find in Thee, In Thee, my God, in Thee. /. F. Oberlin, tr, Lucy Wilson. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 75. Malfcfns witb Ebee, m^ (Bob* i. LADDS. j O- rr-n A h- \ 1 1 \ n m -b-3 ^ o 1 J . J -J -A i f -& |j p 1 r Walk - ing with T r ^ Thee, my God, J - J ^ L - & <^ ^o- 1 1 1 Sa - viour be - , 1 ,J ^ nign 1 -^ k 2 p 16 000 HI Dai ly con - fer on me Con-verse di - vine : Je sus, in fA I I i -^* fj " . (A fA fA - J rJ i \ I I I I II Ij V. V. M ^ b \ h H 1 1 1 J J J^ i I In Jf 1^* J A r*F- 1 0jf E "o^H CM) F(^) t *> f^ Th< <T3 p ^ ;e restor d, H F r r Bro- ther ano I -t~ lless - ed Lord J-^Ld Let it A be J mine. f(ij ., y \ 1 rj fj -& a ^> & >Q & 1 A F-P- E l_ Walking with Thee, my God, Like as a child Leans on his father s strength, Crossing the wild ; And by the way is taught Lessons of holy thought, Faith undefiled. Darkness and earthly mists, How do they flee. Far underneath my feet, Walking with Thee ; Pure is that upper air, Cloudless the prospect there, Walking with Thee. Walking in reverence Humbly with Thee, Yet from all abject fear Lovingly free : E en as a friend with friend, Cheered to the journey s end, Walking with Thee. Then Thy companions here Walking with Thee. Rise to a higher life, Soul liberty. They are not here to love, But to the home above, Taken by Thee. Gently translated, they Pass out of sight, Gone as the morning stars Flee with the night : Taken to endless day, So may I fade away Into Thy light. George Rau so FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. ft! No. 76. Gbro tbe ntabt of Doubt anfc sorrow. (St. Oswald. FIRST TUNE.) ,. | | REV. J. B. DYKES, Mus. Doc. j J I ir rp f r r Thro the nieht of doubt and sor-row On-ward goes the pil-grimband III II - . . . * . . 1 . J .J fil , J-J-^ ^g: i ex - pect-a-tion, Marching to the Promised Land. J-WaJ i, j-J-J-gJ+jJrJ-^. ^^riUl Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding Light ; Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. One the Light of God s own Presence O er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread : One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires. One the strain that lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one ; One the conflict, one the peril, One the march in God begun : One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the One Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward with the Cross our aid ! Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we rest beneath its shade. Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb ; Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom. Rev S Baring Goufd* 82 FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 76. Gbro tbe nigbt of fcoubt anfc sorrow. (SECOND TUNE.) W. PITTS, (re-har.) pv! i u l is i i i K* Thro the night of doubt and sor row Onward goes the pil-grim band, Sing-ing songs of expect - a - tioh, Marching to the Promise 1 Land. 3Z =P=P V. I !j I I I/ Clear be- fore us thro the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding Light i v i i J^ 4 . n Brother clasps the hand of brother, J-J I I Stepping fearless thro the night. fs.sLijL.J. One the Light of God s own Presence O er His ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread : One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires. One the strain that lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one ; One the conflict, one the peril, One the march in God begun : One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the One Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward with the Cross our aid ! Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we rest beneath its shade. Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb ; Then the scattering of all shadows, A:id the end of toil and gloom. Rev. i". Baring GouU. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 77. 3C0U0, 3 r-9 *-> * ! i J l-i will truet ^Tbee. IRA i 1 . 1 D. SANKEY. -jf- ^-n -F-* * *- -rJ 3 J 5E ^^ 1 3 1 m r f^ * /r Te-sus, I will J J J 1 r f- trust Thee, , J -j- trust -J- ,00 Thee with my 1 J * soul ; , i A ^. & i b c *- * ? b 4- * * f: f-> * ~r r F^ | t r r -b-t i i i i-i r 1 r f fe*t?- \ j. j a H" ~d r 1 p~ f p 01 m r m 1 5 m \.m a . Guil - ty, lost, and j j 4 4 ~^ c r i r T r help - less, Thou canst make me whole. J- 1 J -J- J J ! m -Q r^t v t^j <> . M ~^- f m -_j [__ V 1 1 1 1 i 1 M T ^ i -n H U 1 fe Bets!! * * J ^ -^J=M= ^ i^O " ^ ~ r" r r There is none in D.S.Je - sus, I will J J J f- f- -f- r r r hea - ven or on earth like trust Thee, tntst Thee with my I J 1 . J J r Thee; JL b"1? " ^~ 3 ^~ -ll -d= 55 J5 it ( -*- )T3 r f - _l . L_ i r F r i 1 1 if FINE. 7r Fb^"~* " ~%~~ 3 r4- J- J J ^~r r r Thou hast died for CM// - ty, lost, and ^-^-p-f ^ p ] ^.: sin-ners therefore, Lord, for me. help-less, Thou canst make me whole. JJ J J J I j . "~ap ^5 n " ~i ^ ^-r: :b-f> F f * -^-^ FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. -Q- CHORUS. , -w-t \+ 1 \- i 1 rt u-l J I i kjlP J J J f~ -d c - t %8~* * d~ r~ tfc 2 % % F- * i f- g : " 1 *J t- In J r r 1 Thy love con - J J J- L 1 j L - fi - ding J- , H P t p- 1 I will seek Thy J J J J face, i^yj L-?-b- i 1 r r r~ -P P- -p -r U i - - i i i i i i L| 1 I ! j r H _l 1 P b - 3 i rJ i i , i yT H> J J f -eJ \ _J J L_ p 3^E * 1 t -p p-^-^ * ^J- __j_ i / 1 1 1 1 Wor- ship and a - 4444 1 1 dore Thee, J. , f^t i r *r r for Thy wondrous grace. (j3);i 1) fr < * *_ -P P- riv^n 1 J> | [. 1 , 1 1 q 1 I r r r r i t r r Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written Word ; Since Thy voice of mercy I have often heard, When Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste, how sweet I Only may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet. Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust Thee without doubt ; Whosoeve* cometh Thou wilt not cast out : Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood These my soul s salvation, Thou my Saviour God ! Mrs. Walker. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. 85 No. 78. "ttbtne, Ebfne for ever/ (Wiltshire.) G. SMART. \ "rl ^ S . ^ * ri cJo r . ^ ,* o ^ r^ ? 1 i , "Thine Thine for e - ver, bless - ed bond That I _CL heart, and soul re spond A - men, so let it be. When this world strikes its dulcet harp, And earth our heaven appears, Be " Thine for ever," clear and sharp, God s trumpet in our ears. When sin in pleasure s soft disguise Would work us deadliest harm, May " Thine for ever " from the skies Steal down, and break the charm. When Satan flings his fiery darts Against our weary shield, May " Thine for ever " in our hearts Forbid us faint or yield. Thine all along the flowery spring, Along the summer prime, Till autumn fades in welcoming The silver frost of time. "Thine, Thine for ever," body, soul, Henceforth devote to Thee, While everlasting ages roll ; Amen : so let it be. E. H. Bickersteth, 86 FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 79, HII as (Sofc wills. (San Sebastian.) Arr. from MENDELSSOHN by Smoothly. J .... ._, A. H. STANTON. ll r-, i;, n j , 35E3 ....- ~ G> ^ c^ ^__4^_L All J as God wills, wl **T * fl "-p^ 11 LO wise - ly heeds To give or < - 1 hJ <^ i J J > w / "75 i c* F- p v - f i 9 b -r L - L -n 1 i 1^. 7^ 1- 1 r " r n ~n 1 ^~" J~~i 1 1 i |J \-^-^& VT7 ifTJ * Urj |T3 H-taJ- v * to 1 with - hold, . \ r r And know - eth more of J - J ^ J fri\ * ^} L 9 ^^ ^-^ am ( ( * y } ^^ Pr - o a 5 x * ^ft 1 dn rn r~ 1 1 i 1 1 i 1 i i-^ i 1 i i i ^Y P i \-f-#=J- __j J* _^ t -- - ^ j all r J ny needs Than .- J- J t ! \ \ all my prayers have told. . . A J A J J-r-sJ 1 1 2_| 4 LJ U_j Enough that blessings undeserved Have marked my erring track ; That wheresoe er my feet have swerved, His chastening turned me back ; That more and more a providence Of love is understood, Making the springs of time and sense Sweet with eternal good ; That death seems but a covered way Which opens into light, Wherein no blinded child can strny Beyond the Father s sight ; That care and trial seem at last, Through memory s sunset air, Like mountain ranges over-past, In purple distance fair ; That all the jarring notes of life Seem blending in a psalm, And all the angles of its strife Slow rounding into calm ; And so the shadows fall apart, And so the west winds play ; And all the windows of my heart 1 open to the day. /. G. Whittier. FAITH AND FELLOWSHIP. No. 80. 3esu0, gentlest Saviour ! (Eudoxii.) J-J-J-^ GOULD. 1D i I Je - sus, gen- tlest Sa -viour I God of might and power ! ^ j .-i ^ -o^s*-. J J J j 1 Thou Thy-sclf art dwell - ing In us at this hour. i-L-L Nature cannot hold Thee, Heaven is all too strait For Thine endless glory, And Thy royal state. Out beyond the shining Of the furthest star, Thou art ever stretching Infinitely far. Yet the hearts of children Hold what worlds cannot, And the God of wonders Loves the lowly spot. Jesus, gentlest Saviour I Thou art in us now ; Fill us full of goodness, Till our hearts o erflow. Pray the prayer within us That to Heaven shall rise ; Sing the song that angels Sing above the skies. Multiply our graces, Chiefly love and fear, And, dear Lord ! the chiefest Grace to persevere. Oh, how can we thank Thee For a gift like this, Gift that truly makelh Heaven s eternal bliss ? F. ll r . PART VI. FULL SALVATION. " Saved in the Lord with an everlasting salvation." Isaiah xlv. 17. No. 81. arc tb toils anfc woes increasing ? (Bellasis. II. C. BANISTER. Are thy toils and woes in - creas - ing ? Are the I I J-^-J. J J J i Cs p.- foe s at-tacks un - ceas - ing ? . I ! I I r F r r < Look with faith un-cloucled, ^f HHH - -a-fj 1 JsJ-J- _| 1 , w *- s : jt~* 5 * J-j ra i Gaze J.. ~5 r r f- with eyes un-shroud - ed, On the F - * " S-<9 H 1 Cross. sL^f-ft ^ -^ P 1 r r !-+-- ^. & II * r P i H i --i i Fearest thou that God will try thee ? Dreadest thou lest He deny thee ; In thy tribulation, Seek thy consolation At the Cross. Evil forces press about thee ? Hosts infernal seek to rout thee ? It shall chase all terror, It shall right all error, That dear Cross. When thou comest to death s river Tremble not nor need st thou quiver, For on it relying, Sweet shall be thy dying By the Cross. So then, Master, while I cherish This strong hope, I cannot perish ; After this life s story, Mine shall be Thy glory, For the Cross. Methodius of Syracuse, \st verse tr. J. M. Aea/e, remainder re- written by F. C.S. FULL SALVATION. 8 9 No. 82. Wbat sball 3 fco to be Saveb ? W. B. BRADBURY. 3 * ^: r-r Oh, what shall I do to be saved From the sor-rows that -J- J./-J J JJ. J- J J. bur-den my soul? Like the waves in the storm When the winds are at *3E J J , j - *==ez J.J m i \r r r TT n P REFRAIN. P rr^TT ~ , . war, Chilling floods of dis-tress o er me roll. What shall I jfc-J-J J J_^L^_J . -I -I J- Oh, what shall I do to be saved, When the pleasures of youth are all fled, And the friends I have loved From the earth are removed, And I weep o er the graves of the dead ? What shall I do ? what shall I do ? Oh, what shall I do to be saved ? Oh, what shall I do to be saved, When sickness my strength shall sub due, Or the world in a day, Like a cloud rolls away, And eternity opens to view ? What shall I do ? what shall I do ? Oh, what shall I do to be saved ? O Lord, look in mercy on me, Come, come, and speak peace to my soul ! Unto whom shall I flee, Blessed Lord, but to Thee ? Thou canst make my poor broken heart whole I That will I do ! that will I do ! To Jesus I ll go and be saved. /, W. Hobnan. go FULL SALVATION. No. 83. 3 am trusting ftbee, Xorfc 3esus. (Dora.) WALTER J. MAYERS. I am Irusl- ing Thee, Lord Je - sus, Trusl-ing on - ly Thee ; . r^-rr m *[ r r r r Trusting Thee for full sal - vation, Greal and free, Great and free. J I am trusting Thee for pardon, At Thy feet I bow ; For Thy grace and tender mercy, Trusting now. I am trusting Thee for cleansing, In the crimson flood ; Trusting Thee to make me holy, By Thy blood. I am trusting Thee to guide me : Thou alone shall lead ; Every day and hour supplying All my need. I am trusting Thee for power, Thine can never fail ; Words which Thou Thyself shall give me Must prevail. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Never let me fall ; I am trusting Thee for ever, And for nil. F. R. HavergaL FULL SALVATION. No. 84. 3 bear welcome voice. L. HARTSOUGII. I hear Thy welcome voice That calls me,Lord,to Thee, For cleans-ing in Thy pre-cious blood That flowed on Cal- va - ry. 3t=?-r Hi CHORUS. PPi -* " .rr I am com- ing, Lord ! Com - ing now to Thee ! J^_j: J> - - SE ^^ Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood That flowed on Cal - va - ry. Though coming weak and vile, Thou dost my strength assure : Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, Till spotless all and pure. Tis Jesus calls me on To perfect faith and love, To perfect hope, and peace and trust, For earth and heaven above. And He the witness gives To loyal hearts and free. That every promise is fulfilled, If faith but bring the plea. All hail, atoning blood ! All hail, redeeming grace ! All hail the gift of Christ our Lord, Our Strength and Righteousness. L. FULL SALVATION. No. 85. iRoch of ages, cleft for me. (Wells.} D. BORTNIANSKI. 3 Rock of A - ges, cleft for me, -- Let me hide my k-4: M-*- 3 \ ~r~ <^~ ~p~ i*" i 5 ^ r i vj i ~r , self in Thee : Let the wa - ter and the blood, 5= J=^J^ P J = J- rr J-^ l CLL A From Thy tiv - en side which flow d, Be of sin the J- -J- J. j J^L^JL. j -^ J. J. f dou - ble cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. J "FT Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the fountain fly : Wash me, Saviour, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyes shall close in death, When I soar to realms unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. A. At. Toplady. Not the labours of my hands Can fulfil Thy law s demands. Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone. Nothing in my hand I Wing ; Simply to Thy cross I cling : Naked, come to Thee for dress : t ULL sALVAflON. No. 86. (Bob loveb tbe worlb of sinners lost W. G. FISCHER. God lov d the world of sin - ners lost And ru - in d by the J.J.4--2 ^^z fall ; Sal - va-tion full, at high - est cost, He of-fers free to all. | | X ^ J i J -*- Oh, twas love, twas wondrous love 1 The Love of God to me ; It brought my Sa - viour from a - bove, To die on Cal - va - J.-J\J-. N ^ J J J ^rr^ E en now by faith I claim Him mine, The risen Son of God ; Redemption by His death I find, And cleansing through the Blood. Love brings the glorious fulness in, And to His saints makes known The blessed rest from inbred sin, Through faith in Christ alone. Believing souls, rejoicing go I There shall to you be given A glorious foretaste, here below, Of endless life in heaven. Of victory now o er Satan s power Let all the ransomed sing, And triumph in the dying hour Through Christ the Lord, our King. Mrs. Stockton, 94 FULL SALVATION. No. 87. 3u0t as 3 am ! (FIRST TUNE.) rfr n PET ER RlTTER. 1 1 1 i (T r t H Hj 1_| k^- ^d II r^ 1 1 xJZI Jj.. a ....cj ..o. *-j ey. ej T T T T Just as I am with J J J J-" J r i - out one plea, Bu f^J[ ! _^ -f^ t that Thy -J-J. & ^ ~<&- B 1 i $- 1 1 1 1 h ! a blood was shed for me, r And that Thou bidst me J. Z32I T to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come come II Just as I am and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot ; To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, re lieve ; Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down ; Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am, of that free love, The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, Here for a season, then above, O Lamb of God, I come. Charlotte Elliott, FULL SALVATION. 95 No. 87. 3uet as 3 am ! (Sternhold. SECOND TUNE.) H. C. BANISTER. y ir n r _i II \0 "I G> 9 & - 4 F . r r f r - =r r -p- Just as I am with - out one plea, JL i 1 Pi "^ -1 J fa i C^ *ft (~* i ^ ft zd = s S?* v * tsr- ==i E hf*-i- * 1*1* i i r F H _.| r-j-H H j M 1 n 1 J J frty - 9 j- -2 J-J-w-k^ =5J_^n j_ ^_u_ F ^ p p Q |P |oi n i ; . -i r-^r~ But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou fajjjf J *^ J ! H F w ? 1 ~t^~ iT3 *~r *i H 1 F F 1 ^i 11 i , - 1 Q--Z 1 \ U Uj, i i i /7N ?d N-J i r gj f ~^-H \(p ^ ^Cff lr~i ^~m g gJH T | -f*> ^ r i i P bidst me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come. ^d ^ ^ . J i 1 J - i <^ ^ < @i* 1> j |j 5 =r=f =^r- t j^n h* ^~i p 1 1 S i --1 Just as I am and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot ; To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, healing of the mind, Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, re lieve ; Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am Thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down ; Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. Just as I am, of that free love, The breadth, length. depth, and height to prove, Here for a season, then above, O Lamb of God, I come. Charlotte Elliott. SALVATION. No. 88. Seeft ^e first not eartbl^ pleasure. (Streatham.} H. C. BANISTER. Seek ye first not earth-ly pleasure, Fading joy and fail-ing .j^ 4 Jl/ 44 4 j j.. KJ j ~ pf trea-sure, But the love that knows no measure, r r i Seek ye first. I Seek ye first not earth s aspirings, Ceaseless longings, vain desirings, But your precious soul s requirings, Seek ye first. Seek ye first God s peace and blessing ; Ye have all if this possessing ; Come, your need and sin confessing, Seek Him first. Seek Him first ; then, when forgiven, Pardoned, made an heir of heaven, Let your life to Him be given, Seek this first. Seek this first be pure and holy ; Like the Master, meek and lowly ; Yielded to His service wholly, Seek this first. Seek the coming of His kingdom ; Seek the souls around to win them ; Seek to Jesus Christ to bring them ; Seek this first. Seek this first. His promise trying j It is sure all need supplying Heavenly things (on Him relying), Seek ye first. G. M. Taylor. FULL SALVATION. No. 89. Xovefc wftb everlasting love. Smoothly. J. MOUNTAIN. 3 ^ ^-5- Loved with e - verlasting love, Led by grace that love to know ; J J. A. J-MJ- r> J J cL. fe w j, 7 . * ~ Q . * p "naTESE J JlJ. -^ - J *Ul 8 S * I [ I I ! . ... Spi - rit, breathing from a - bove, Thou hast taught me it is so 1 \A. J J-ttJ-,^. J J, A .J s= * ^ " i g . r f r r i r Oh, this full and per-fect peace I Oh, this trans-port all di-vinel ill ill I J _l I J J _* * & +- ,rm.. 4+ *+. <2 * * * " I r -Q^ < ii "- r r rrn -^ ^ Repeat last two lines of each verse as CHORUS, j ^U-.J J II ^f I Q kj*-4GS*lH rrr^ fr : In a love, which cannot cease, I am His, and He is mine. Heaven ibove is softer blue, Earth around is sweeter green ! Something lives in every hue Christless eyes have never seen : Birds with gladder songs o erflow, Flowers with deeper beauties shine, Since I know, as now I know, I am His and He is mine. His for ever, only His, Who the Lord and me shall part ? Ah, with what a rest of bliss, Christ can fill the loving heart ! Heaven and earth may fade and flee. Firstborn light in gloom decline ; But, while God and I shall be, I am His, and He is mine. G. Wade Kobitison. FULL SALVATION. No. 90. Xorfc, for tomorrow anb its neebs. From " Hymns for Homes." F. G. LADDS. F^r-^-2 1 i | 1 \ o J-l -f-K 1 II Lord, for to - morrow and its needs I c A K ? & eJ eJ eJ ~ d G ~r t o not pray ; . . . -O- -O d 5 ~^\\ 1L g pi_. ^j i -r*-r "1 t 1 ""^ e> i 1 ! ^ff^^d^ 1 II & M^=ri=?5=^ ^ Mo" <> ^ -j i "^ ^ -#= -& r5- ~fS&- i II .rr r f- Keep me, my God, from stain of sin Just foi . AAAA\ iij -T f^f 0= F ?1 ^-r-^ z z: EEEzzEs ] to day. ^=^ xl ^n zdb=z=^ -7^-| P= l si Let me both diligently work And duly pray ; Let me be kind in word and deed Just for to-day. Let me be slow to do my will, Prompt to obey ; Help me to sacrifice myself Just for to-day. Let me no wrong or idle word, Unthinking say ; Set Thou a seal upon my lips Just for to-day. Cleanse and receive my parting soul ; Be Thou my stay ; O bid me, if to-day I die Go Home to-day. So for to-morrow and its need I do not pray ; But keep me, guide me, hold me, Lord- Just for to-day. From " Jo-day, and other Poems. FULL SALVATION. 99 No. 91. Xo0t one, watering on in satmess. LOWELL MASON. - 5 r Lost one,wand ring on in sadness, None to guide or corn-fort Thee ^ r3/y~p 4 K^h~4^ S 3 ? ^ </*/. P. m - . , - ^-rnv-^zfl i i ^(=n ^^-^^FFF^ 11 Vain ly seek - ing rest and glad-ness, Far, far from Me ; I i JLJ^_J_J. J * Vain i ly seek - ing rest and glad -ness, J^-J- I I N I I Far, ^ =gzJR g= ig=zigd \ r Peace 1 offer, and salvation, Pardon, blood-bought, full and free ! Spurn no more My invitation, Come ! come to Me ! Spurn no more My invitation, Come ! come to Me ! Long I ve watched thee blindly straying, Long have I been calling thee, Time flies swiftly, no delaying, Haste ! haste to Me ! Time flies swiftly, no delaying, Haste ! haste to Me ! Lord, I come, my sins confessing, Jesu s blood my only plea, Keep me in the paths of blessing, Close, close to Thee ! Keep me in the paths of blessing, Close, close to Thee : 100 PULL SALVATION. No. 92. Cbrfst, wbat button*. IRA D. SANKEY. feJ^-^T^ J J J .4\^i * = r^ s-r^t r f r p Trr O Christ, what burdensbow dThyheadlOurload was laid on Thee ; O f i , 1 N- 3 1 r^ 4- -L "7L fv -j J 1 ^ \ j m i^ * tSF?: t: ^2- - : S-. a 1 2 J * Xjg. * U-J- ) ^ . p _ ; ^ ^- ^ f ._. ; ** irrii/irri^ Thou stood - est in the sinner s stead, Didst bear all ill for me. &J^i i j j jjj* ; jj J J. 1 . = r-^-r- - * iV W - 0- . A Vic-tim led, Thy blood was shed ;Nowthere sno load for me. u J.J^.J J J f^=^ Death and the curse were in our cup O Christ, twas full for Thee ! But Thou hast drained the last dark drop Tis empty now for me ! That bitter cup love drank it up ; Now blessing s draught for me. The tempest s awful voice was heard O Christ, it broke on Thee ! Thy open bosom was my ward, It braved the storm for me. Thy form was scarred, Thy visage marred ; Now cloudless peace for me. The Holy One did hide His face O Christ, twas hid from Thee ! Dumb darkness wrapped Thy soul a space The darkness due to me. But now that face of radiant grace Shines forth in light on me. For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died, And I have died in Thee ; Thou rt risen : my bands are all untied, And now Thou liv st in me. When purified, made white, and tried, Thy glory then for me ! Mrs. A. R. Cousin, PART VII. REST AND PEACE. " I will give you rest." " Ye shall find rest." Matt. xi. 28, 29. " There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God." Heb. iv. 9. " My peace I give unto you."JoAn xiv. 27. No. 93. b, safe to tbe rock. IRA D. SANKEY. Ttyp-* a ? \ r F^-i 1 i it rir\ PIE t &* 1 ~a r 1 1 rr^ <* t* * m * m m r i r i -f- T Oh, safe - to the rock that is J J J-l J- J J Y r r f- high - er than I, J J J />^\ ^ /*"j dB tf fj m K*Ji j * 5* * i " 1 "~r" r r~ t i i /fh P J "^ - -d tW- fj 1 ff i lr r r 1 My soul in its M. J ^ J - J r- r-r con - flicts and -J- ^ j f= f rr sor - rows would fly . J- -J- 1 ! ft*K * ^ * p ^ rj- -* F j h-=^ -t r P-T i 1 H u ffi p I 4- - . r- UTJ i -J-i & r r r r So sin - ful, so j ,j_ ^ JL T TT Y f t wea - ry, Thrne, Thine would I -^ J_J J J I r be, ^3 F 1 H 1 1 t= r T- nl II 102 REST AND PEACE. H>- j-] _j , 1 J~i J i ,1 d P*- H Thou -ftH * r r blest Ro< i :k of r r r A - ges, I m -J -J- j ~ i^-f- hid - ing in 1 N -&- -*- . 4 L-^^ II Thee! -S II ? i 1 i r i p " j -c* f f 41 . J G? * r* rt J^ J -I ^^-*- ^ ~^ F~ S r" --& F- : r~ P . H ^ ~f Hid in^ -&- - .X ; in 1 Thee! i r x Hid - ing in -J- JL. J^ Thee! ^P ^^ P r-i p : r* r IP * r-. P 11 x^ Lp L_.L,. J: ^^^r-- f F pz 7T x i "r^T- Thou blest Rock of A ges, I m hid - ing in Thee ! In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow s lone hour, In times when temptation casts o er me its power j In the tempests of life, on its wide heaving sea, Thou blest Rock of Ages, I m hiding in Thee. How oft in the conflict, when pressed by the foe, I have fled to my Refuge, and breathed out my woe 1 How often, when trials, like sea-billows roll, Have I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul. W. O. Gushing. REST AND PEACE. 103 No. 94. Me bless Gbee for (Kensington.) peace, <5ofc. , W. R. BRAINE. , We bless Thee for Thy peace O God, Deep the un-fathomed sea, Which falls like sun- shine I We ask not, Father, for repose Which comes from outward rest, If we may have through all life s woes Thy peace within our breast ; That peace which suffers and is strong, Trusts where it cannot see ; Deems not the trial-way too long, But leaves the end with Thee ; That peace which flows serene and deep, A river in the soul ; Whose banks a living verdure keep God s sunshine o er the whole. O Father, give our hearts this peace, Whate er the outward be, Till all life s discipline shall cease, And we go home to Thee. 104 REST AND PEACE. No. 95. 3esus ! 3 am resting. Joyfully. J. MOUNTAIN. P Je - sus 1 I am rest-ing, rest-ing In the joy of what Thou art ; CHORUS. Je sus ! I am rest-ing, rest-ing In the joy of what Thou art ; J-^^ -K w r g r r FINE. 3! I am find - ing out the great-ness am find -ing out the great -ness N J. p-r r Thy Thy lov lov ng ing heart, heart. Thou hast bid me gaze up - on Thee, And J.^J J-^J-J. J , y beauty fills my soul, ^ nv sc PP ^ r^ Z>.C. CHORUS. r r r r I X ! I For, by Thy trans -form-ing pow- er, I Nil l i l | J i . J Thou hast made me whole. ~ J - u Oh, how great Thy loving-kindness, Vaster, broader than the sea 1 Oh, how marvellous Thy goodness, Lavished all on me 1 Yes, I rest in Thee, Beloved, Know what wealth of grace is Thine, Know Thy certainty of promise, And have made it mine. Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, I behold Thee as Thou art, And Thy love so pure, so changeless, Satisfies my heart ; I Satisfies its deepest longings,, Meets, supplies its every need ; Coinpasseth me round with blessings, Thine is love indeed. Ever lift Thy face upon me, As I work and wait for Thee ; Resting neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus, Earth s dark shadows flee. Brightness of my Father s glory, Sunshine of my Father s face, Keep me ever trusting, resting, Fill me with Thy grace. Jean S. Pigott. REST AND PEACfc. 105 No. 96. <>n ZTbee m^ bcart 10 resting, Joyfully. - J. MOUNTAIN. On Thee my heart is rest - ing ! Ah, this is rest in-deed ! -L i. J j I j J.-1J-. j .^ ^,-: <s> e 1 3 -er r = TT-{ What else, Al - migh - ty Sa - viour, Can a poor sin -ner need ? W- . o- -*- -^5>- -*- -^- -*- -^?-* i g g^ rl - /^t> ^ ^-r^ S * f^!D -J T^* "~pi" S -- /O S I ~\ S *~f^- * r r r r r r r r > r r Thy light is all my wis dom, Thy love is all my stay ; -- -G>rT+ -&r-r+m ^ . -^- -Jar -<5>^r*j "gfa "* "^r. g ^ si ^ ^ s ^r rr . rtyi ^7 ^ Lf3?^ rrr I Our Fa-trier s home in glo - ry Draws near-er ev - ry day. 1 -J^J^ J- J- .=Q -J- i . i io6 REST AND PEACE. M I I i I i i On Thee my heart is rest-ing ! Ah, this is rest indeed ! What else, Al - migh-ty Saviour, Can a poor sinner need ? Can a poor sinner need ? 1 My guilt is great, but greater The mercy Thou dost give ; Thyself, a spotless Off ring, Hast died that I should live. With Thee, my soul unfettered Has risen from the dust ; Thy blood is all my treasure, Thy word is all my trust. Through me, Thou gentle Master, Thy purposes fulfil 1 I yield myself for ever To Thy most holy will. What though I be but weakness ? My strength is not in me ; The poorest of Thy people Has all things, having Thee. When clouds are darkest round me, Thou, Lord, art then most near, My drooping faith to quicken, My weary soul to cheer. Safe nestling in Thy bosom, I gaze upon Thy face ; In vain my foes would drive me From Thee, my hiding-place. Tis Thou hast made me happy, Tis Thou hast set me free, To whom shall I give glory For ever but to Thee ? Of earthly love and blessing Should every stream run dry, Thy grace shall still be with me, Thy grace, to live and die 1 Theodore Monod. REST AND PEACE. 107 No. 97. Xifce a river glorious, REV. J. MOUNTAIN. 33^ CHORUS Stayed up - on Je ho - vah, Hearts are ful - ly blest, D.S./or Chorus. Per - feet yet it J- J- J J grow - eth Deep - er all the way. Find - ing, as He Hidden in the hollow Of His blessed hand, Never foe can follow, Never traitor stand ! Not a surge of worry, Not a shade of care, Not a blast of hurry Touch the spirit there. rest. pro mised, Per - feet peace and Every joy or trial Falleth from above, Traced upon our dial By the Sun of Love. We may trust Him fully All for us to do ; They who trust Him wholly Find Him wholly true. F. R. Havergal. io8 REST AND PEACE. No. 98. peace, perfect peace. (Pax Tecum.) G. D. CALDBECK. m= g J^=4d ^"> * <"3 i^i J^i ~d d | * cz Q j r ^ r Peace, per - feet peace, in t ^ j H.i ^ . j. lis dark w J- -^ - arid o J. _d sin? -o- >-^ <^> \ ~~7T3 ?T3 2 (-- -J J L- r 1 ^ = u r r ^ The blood of Je - sus whis - pers peace with A Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed ? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round ? On Jesus bosom nought but calm is found. Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away ? In Jesus keeping we are safe, and they. Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown ? Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours ? Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers. It is enough : earth s struggles soon shall cease, And Jesus call us to heaven s perfect peace. E. H. Bicker steth. , always Pray, always pray ! the Holy Spirit pleads Within thee all thy daily, hourly, needs. Pray, always pray ! beneath sin s heaviest load Prayer sees the blood from Jesus side that flowed. Pray, always pray though weary, faint, and lone I Prayer nestles by the Father s sheltering throne. Pray, always pray ! amid the world s turmoil Prayer keeps the heart at rest, and nerves for toil. Pray, always pray 1 if joys thy pathway throng, Prayer strikes the harp, and sings the angels song. Pray, always pray 1 if loved ones pass the vail, Prayer drinks with them of springs that cannot fail. All earthly things with earth shall fade away ; Prayer grasps eternity : pray, always pray \E. H. BicktrsMk* REST AND PTCACK. No. 99. sunlf^bt on tbe I I X ma-ri-ner, for thee, For Jesus rules the waves, For Jesus rules tne J. _M F-J--J.. _JU-jUg. J^i. \- m m \ \f* * * r f m I ^ f " Dark tempests crash and roar, Breakers roll more and more On to the peaceful N i si N Pl-J^ I M N I I I h I J , J m J ^J , J-JT , J J <* ..J ,J.. J - I shore, But Je-sus rules the waves, But Je-sus rules T T^" the waves. Mid stormiest seas I rest Calmly on Jesu s breast, In Thy strong ark so blest, For Jesus rules the waves. The waves both great and small, My Jesus rules them all, Calm comes at Jesu s call, For Jesus rules the waves. Tis sunlight on the sea, When roughest storms shall be ; Jesus will stay with me, For Jesus rules the waves. My sun can never set, Brighter his beams must get, Though not in haven yet : My Jesus rules the waves. There s sorrow on the sea, At rest it cannot be, Tis treacherous to me But Jesus rules the waves. My home is on the shore, Where never, never more, A single wave can roar : Jesus has ruled the waves. Llanthony j4hhey ffytntu. no REST AND PEACE. No. 100. Come, even? soul b sin oppressed J. H. STOCKTON. :=!= F J* Come, ev - rysoul by sin oppress d,There smer-cy with the Lord ; nr ? rr And He will sure-Iy give you rest, By trust - ing in His word. J- J - J^-^_ T J-->J._ ri _ a l I M J- IP *_ JU v -J - ^FTVfe CHORUS. i/ i On - ly trust Him ! On - ly trust Him ! On - ly trust Him now. He will save you, He will save you, He will save you now. | .^VjLJ -J- N I I J . J N .L J. ^t=J=Z= -*-T J J J ^ * . ~_T~ ^?U^ :zjf:j j i > S| Yes, Jesus is the truth, the way That leads you into rest : Believe in Him without delay. And you are fully blest. Come, then, and join this holy band, And on to glory go, To dwell in that celestial land Where joys immortal flow. /. H. Stockton. REST AND PEACE. Ill No. 101. Xamb of (Bob ! tbat tah st F. C. MAKER. mm O Lamb of God ! that tak st a - way Our ;_-gpzg_8-^ g^g^-j^ -P- f 5 - Z2I=^ P -O- ret "P" sin, and bidd st our sor - row cease, ^- J - Turn J. Thou, oh, turn this night to day, Grant us a- ^ Thy peace I The troubled world hath war without ; The restless, wayward heart within Hath fear and weariness and doubt, And death and sin. And there are nteds that none can know, And tears no eye but Thine can see ; Hopes nought can satisfy below ; We look to Thee. Probe deep the wound if so Thou wilt, If pain must wake us. Purge our dross ; Help us to lay our load of guilt Beneath Thy Cross, "i hat we, amid the toil and strife, And storms that never end below, Through all the chance and change of life Thy peace may know The peace that is not ours, but Thine, Oh, safe and true and deathless thus ! Gainst which all storms in vain combine, Grant, grant to us ! Mrs. Henry Faussett (Alessie Boinf). 112 RRST AND TRACE. No. 102. often here we re wear\>. W. B. BRADBURY. Though oft- en here we re wea - ry, There is sweet rest a - bove, Oh, let us then press for -ward, That glorious rest to gain ! J. JL JL J. 4 -J. fe^ sJUU^J , r r ii A rest that is e - ter - nal, Where all is peace and love. We ll soon be free from sor - row, From toil, and care and pain. I I I There is sweet rest in heaven, There is sweet rest in heaven, A A. r=H=g f ]-f- X * it There is sweet rest,there is sweet rest, There is sweet rest in heaven -*-_*_ 4 Loved ones have gone before us, They beckon us away ; O er heavenly plains they re soaring, Blest in eternal day. But we are in the army, And dare not leave our post ; We ll fight until we conquer The foe s most mighty host. All glory to the Father, Who gives us every good ; And glory be to Jesus, Who bought us with His blood And glory to the Spirit, Who keeps us to the end ; Unto our God be glory, The sinner s only Friend. American. REST AND PEACE. No. 103. ft, Comfort to the fcr< German Melody, 1648. ^=UrgJ^Ip" il ~^ f ^~g5^Ii i i i i FT Oh, Corn-fort to the drea - ry ; Oh, joy to the oppressed : "Come un - to Me, ye wea - ry, And I will give you rest." -J_ _J-_o). f Oh, come in all your weakness, Ye sons of guilt and woe ; J. ^JLAA . Q . A \ \ -Q A A I ^2Z rO -=r- ^ And learn of Him with meekness, Who stoop d for us so low. -fcLJ^! - II Ve, who the world have courted, And suffered from its spite ; Ye, who with Sin have sported, And felt its serpent bite ; Come, learn, your follies quitting, That this world s gain is loss : To His mild rule submitting, Who bare for you the Cross. Oh, come and make the trial, His service is release ; If hard the self-denial, Its fruit is joy and peace. His grace your souls defending, Shall nerve you for the strife ; Peace all your steps attending, The prize, immortal life. I 114 REST AND PEACH. No. 104. Come ! with all tb\> sorrow. W. II. DOANE. ^ j\ | ztj ~1I \ II m f * i-^? \\ . m *-\ \ m 5*2 t ^~ y - ? r r p r r ^ r ,r r- Come 1 with all thy sor - row, Wea - ry, wand ring soul, J . M - -hJ ! J J J J J, ((*)* b 4- GZ II II ?5 II o V 1 m M m t . I \ " i ii II * r 1 1 1 I ^-s i |l 1 M *-*L . i * 5 i ! f i T~ T~ ^ Come to Him who loves thee, He will make thee whole. / ^ [- * p 1 ji J -, * * i d . ^~~n zziats. >^p b 1 f ^ m \ * P i , * - >- 1 il X i | i CHORUS. , P_fc I s J 1 i r r r l " j i i p. i i =d-^ H V f 3 o 1 1 " r * f r r r p There is rest in Je - sus, Sweet, sweet J. jU * -- J J J rest 1 J. ff>i b | ^ P 73 pzzrn c ^* 10 - 1 i i &-"> r * m \ 1 " I Q h N J i i i I/ . |> ! C ii i II i^> ^J 1 ^|| t^JT"^" * i-J t? f-y ^,5^ S ^ "T p r r P~~I There is rest in Je - sus, Sweet, sweet i rest ! 45) -k - - p r>-1 = i ^ r-ll i P r He, thy strength in weakness Will thy refuge be, Cast on Him thy burden. He will care for thee. i ii p* o [ ii , Come, in faith believing, To His will resigned ; Ask, and He will give thee, Seek, and ye shall find. See the door of mercy 1 Would st thou enter there ? Knock, and He will open. Lo 1 the key is prayer. F. J. Crosby. AND PEACE. No. 105. 3n tbe sbafcow of Ibis wings* E. O. EXCELL. In the sha-dow of His wings There is rest, sweet rest ; There is ^J>J>^J>J*J. -N S I J J f ^ r r r E- 1x^= IX IX rest from care and labour,There is rest for friend and neighbour: In the ix ix Ix- x U ix / ix Ix N K J k y i sha - dow of His wings There is rest, sweet rest ; In the J? j> J> j> ^L s j JL \i J. J> J ^_g_^_^=F r ; e i CHORUS. i* r x x- sha-dow of His wings There is rest. There is sweet rest, L^-J-^^ <%=g=C=^ u6 REST AND PEACE. J r r r rest, There is peace, There is joy, In the sweet rest, sweet peace, glad joy, J. J. f=F= sha - dow of His wings ; There is rest, There is sweet rest, P* P** f* fs. i N f 1 ^ I i ^ ^ v f x peace ! There is joy sweet peace ! J. J. J. J glad joy ! In the sha-dow of His wings! J. W- J In the shadow of His wings There is peace, sweet peace ; Peace that passeth understanding, Peace, sweet peace, that knows no ending : In the shadow of His wings There is peace, sweet peace ; In the shadow of His wings There is peace. . . . In the shadow of His wings There is joy, glad joy; There is joy to tell the story, Toy exceeding, full of glory : In the shadow of His wings There is joy, glad joy, In the shadow of His wings There is joy. . . . -J. B. Atchinson. REST AND PEACE. 117 No. 106. beart 10 resting m\> Swiss Melody. My heart is rest - ing O my God, I will give 1 m thanks and sing : My heart is at I r^> ^ J T the g^P ? Q : =F i se - cret source Of ev - ry pre - cious thing. mfc Now the frail vessel Thou hast made No hand but Thine shall fill ; The waters of this world have failed, And I am thirsty still. I thirst for springs of heavenly life, And here all day they rise ; I seek the treasure of Thy love, And close at hand it lies. And a " new song " is in my mouth To long loved music set, Glory to Thee for all the grace I have not tasted yet. I have a heritage of joy That yet I must not see ; The Hand that bled to make it mine, Is keeping it for me. My heart is resting, O my God, My heart is in Thy care ; I hear the voice of joy and health Resounding everywhere. "Thou art my portion, saith my soul," Ten thousand voices say, And the music of their glad Amen Will never die away. Anna L. Waring. *RST AND PRACR. No. 107. 1bow sweet, nt Saviour, to repose. JAMES MCGRANAHAN. -: ^= 1 How blest, my Sa-viour, to re-pose On Thine al-migh - ty - s J h l ^ J ^ J J i r^/*!? ft " -^^W-ft-*- ? I m -fL. ^= /I ! ^ T .f * P~ pow r ! To feel Thy strength up - hold ing me, Through JOJ > J_ > i r^ J > i ^ : n * r-* * M m J m CHORUS. it ev - ry try-ing hour. Cast-ing all ... your care up-on (?*) y-t- i* .... rs H- B- -4-V- j , N J -L - J- - -& -b -\f- =p=fr= E -H- -*- --* +-*- ^ r **- Casting all your care ^ 1 Him, . I > Cast-ing all ... your care up - on all your care up-on Him, all your care, REST AND TRACE. 119 ^s Him, ^J^.N Cast-ing all .... your care up -on ^UX all your care up-on Him, Casting all your care, . . m ^ "T"^" rcr for He car-eth, He car-eth for you. Him, J=A -4 *=. -\ k y i/ all your care upon Him, *r i r r^ It is Thy will that I should cast My every care on Thee ; To Thee refer each rising grief, Each new perplexity. That I should trust Thy loving care, And look to Thee alone, To calm each troubled thought to rest, In prayer before Thy throne. Why should my heart then be distrest, By dread of future ill ? Or why should unbelieving fear My trembling spirit fill ? J. B. Atchinson, REST AND PEACE. No. 108. HD)> Saviour, Gbou bast offered REV. HANDLEY C. G. MOULE, M.A. My Saviour,Thouhast offered rest, Oh, give it then to me -f-r- c ^ ^ r S *-<&&gt; -- 0r-G> nf-r --r- c ^ r f i ^ r vi, The rest of ceas - ing from my- self, To find my all in Thee. This cruel self, oh, how it strives And works within my breast, To come between Thee and my soul, And keep me back from rest. And yet it was no little price That bought this rest for me ; Twas purchased at the mighty cost Of Jesu s agony. I only enter on the rest Obtained by labours done ; I only claim the victory .By Him so dearly won. And, Lord, I seek a holy rest, A victory over sin ; I seek that Thou alone should st reign O er all, without, within. In Thy strong hand I lay me down, So shall the work be done ; For who can work so wondrously As the Almighty one ? Work on, then, Lord, till on my soul Eternal light shall break ; And, in Thy likeness, perfected, I, satisfied, shall wake. E. H. Hopkins. REST AND PEACE. T23 No. 109. Ibarfct bnrfet m$ soul. (SECOND TUNE.) NOTE. This is the original arrangement of this air. Congregations should not be asked to sing it, as it would cause confusion, Imt Choirs could sing it Tvith great effect. W. PITTS. (By permission.) Arranged as a four-part piece by H. C. BANISTER. G=E Hark, hark, my soul, an - gel ic songs are swell ing J. i ^-Et & O er earth s green fields and o-cean s wave-beat shore How sweet the truth those bless-ed strains are tell - in j n ^ 5 - J * J- ^E Pi Of that new life J i iv \^ when sin shall be no more. 124 REST AND PEACE. J?l J. J fv i_J ^-| [J. J _f. rjl 1 &- r r 5 An - gels of M* - . J ^ T r Je - sus, -J-= J-^^ f i r an - gels of J. ^ ^ light, r^rif " ! " * xjOi^ ~ ~ i ^ s * -..i . 1 * . f- i - ^ Sing - ing to wel - come the pil- grims of the night ! . ,/VJN J.. J. v s 5f T^ff ^=11 Sing - ing to wel - come the pil- grims of the night! J * J >j i., J ..J J T^fazis: Darker than night life s shadows fall around us, And, like benighted men, we miss our mark ; God hides Himself, and grace hath scarcely found us, Ere death finds out his victims in the dark. Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o er land and sea ; And laden souls, by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee. Cheer up, my soul ; faith s moonbeams softly glisten Upon the breast of life s most troubled sea ; And it will cheer thy drooping heart to listen To those brave songs which angels mean for thee. Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, " Come, weary souls ; for Jesus bids you come ; " And through the dark its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the gospel leads us home. F, W. Faber. REST AND PEACE. 125 No. 110. 3c0u ! speafc to me in love. fe : s- I F=+ ^su! speak to me in love, Restless, storm-toss d in my sin, With Thy migh-ty voice, O Lord, Thy great calm ere - ate with -in m Bid the storm- y winds to cease, Bid, O bid me go in peace. ,11111 I !"N I A. A r. To Thee, Jesu, do I fly, \Vakenedfrom mysoul s dread sleep; None but Thou canst save me, Lord, In this hour of anguish deep ; Thou alone canst give release, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Weeping at Thy Feet I fall, Wearied, burdened, lonely, sad ; Thou dost bid me come, my Lord, Thou alone canst make me glad ; lesu, grant my soul release, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Boldly at Thy throne of Grace, Lord, I now forgiveness seek ; In Thy tender, pitying Love, To my soul Thy pardon speak, Jesu ! make my anguish cease, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Prince of Peace ! who in Thy death, Didst for me the ransom pay, Cleanse me in Thy Precious Blood, Give to me Thy Peace to-day. Now, Lord, grant my soul release, Now, Lord, bid me go in peace. George Body, PART VIII. THE HOLY SPIRIT. " Ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you. " Acts i. 8. "Be filled with the Spirit. "Eph. v. 18. "The fruit of the Spirit. ^/, v. 22. "We have received the Spirit . . . that we might know." I Cor. ii. 12. " The Comforter which is the Holy Ghost." -John xiv. 26. No. in. 1bol\> Spirit, Grutb Divine ! Pl.EYEL. Ho - ly Spi - rit, Truth Di-vine ! Dawn up-on this soul of mine. I i i I i i i inward Light, Wake my spi - rit, clear m ^i A A A.JJ -gj sight. 1 Holy Spirit, Love Divine ! Glow within this heart of mine ; Kindle every pure desire ; 1 erish self in Thy new fire ! Holy Spirit, Power Divine ! Fill and nerve this will of mine ; 1 y Thee may I strongly live, Bravely bear, and nobly strive I Holy Spirit, Right Divine 1 King within my conscience reign ; Be my Lord, and I shall be Firmly bound, yet ever free. Holy Spirit, Peace Divine 1 Still this restless heart of mine ; Speak to calm this troubled sea, Stayed in Thy tranquility. Holy Spirit, Joy Divine ! Gladden Thou this heart of mine ; In the desert ways I ll sing ; Spiinj;, O Well, for ever spring ! S. Longjeliwu* HOLV No. 112. "be Spirit, dinner. P. P. BLISS. S m 5 ii: The Spi - rit, O sin- ner, In mer - cy doth move Thy N. I J N J J ^ L^_ * .*..*. > J . J ^ rr r-rr^ ? v heart so long har-den d, Of sin to re - prove ; Re r r r r r r \ p -| ( ^ | ( X- 1 -* Efet wo/ the Spi - rit, Nor long - er de - la e - JS i ! - .4. ^ $ 3^i ?- -*- I t El*Sf God s gra- cious en-trea-ties may end with to - day. j \ iS \ j j _N s s jS, ire P c-f^p. P rTTT^ O child of the Kingdom, from sin s service cease : Be rilled with the Spirit, with comfort and peace. Oh, grieve not the Spirit, thy Teacher is He, That Jesus, thy Saviour, may glorified be. Defiled is the temple, its beauty laid low, On God s holy altar the embers faint glow. By love yet re-kindled, a flame may be fanned ; Oh, quciuh not the Spiiit ; The Lord is at hand t P. P. Blits, 128 THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 113. tool? Spirit, faithful i M. M. WELLS. J T (. Ho - ly Spi - rit, faith - ful Guide ! Ev - er near the r~N v i i i I i i H rJ , <-4-e =1 1- =gj * ~?~ =122: -CTT- hf^r^-pT^ fp Christ- ian s side, Gent - ly lead us by the hand, -J. J- J I ! i i Whispering soft - ly, "Wan - derer, come ! FINE. * <"_, r J I i <"J * e-i S i frT m m * SSZ a, 9 m m 1 y ;ffie> n Pil- i grims in i ^?~ T r -p- a de sert land ; ^ -^-i 9 . J \ , ,-j . ,r- -^- r p r Vea - ry souls for 1 1 J^ {(*) J" ^>~- * S" >^-^ .*--) ^-^ ,^ tf r^ F * 1 r m i Fol- F#-| r low Me, N ! i l ^ 1 r I ll guide thee home." J . || | J . 1 1 h ^ r i . D - S d \\ 1 ?2 m -g 15*. ^ rJ aye r p i ) i re - joice While they hear that p^ sweet - est voice i j * 1 H^ BE 1 E f-2 i * 1 1 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear ; W T hen the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o er, Whisper softly, " Wanderer, come ! Follow Me, I ll guide thee home." When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Trusting that our names are there, Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading nought but Jesus blood ; Whisper softly, " Wanderer come ; Follow Me, I ll guide thee home." M. M. Wells. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 129 No. 114. Spirit blest, Wbo att Spi- rit blest, Who art a- dored, With the Fa-ther and the Word, - . o J , o -r II g? -* r^-d , r j ~~ p I p , One E - ter - nal God and Lord : Hear us, Ho ly Spi - rit. J J J i - -?-^ i r~i . *-<-& &-{-< i=8: Spirit guiding to the right, Spirit making darkness light, Spirit of resistless might : Hear us, Holy Spirit. Thou, Whom Jesus from His throne Gave to cheer and help His own, That they might not be alone : Hear us, Holy Spirit. Thou, Whose power inspiring came, Falling down like tongues of flame, Where they met in Jesus name : Hear us, Holy Spirit. Comforter, to whom we owe All that we rejoice to know Of our Saviour s work below ; Hear us, Holy Spirit. Spirit, Fount of faith and joy, Giving peace without alloy, Hope that nothing can destroy : Hear us, Holy Spirit. Source of love and light divine, With that hallowing grace of Thine, More and more upon us shine : Hear us, Holy Spirit. Holy, loving as Thou art, Come and live within our heart, Never from us to depart : Hear us, Holy Spirit. T. B. Pollock. 1 3 o THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 115. Come, ttbou everlasting Spirit. ( Vesper.) 1 , , Come, Thou ev- er - last-ing Spi- rit, Bring to ev - ry thank-ful mind ^U-A^U- 1 I . i I I All the Sa-viour s dy- ing mer- it, All His sufferings for man-kind s _^ ^ & t i > I II True Re-corder of His passion, Now the liv- ing faith im-part ; Now re-veal His great sal -va- tion Un - to ev - ry faith - ful heart. *t Come, Thou witness of His dying ; Come, Remembrancer divine ; Let us feel Thy power applying Christ to every soul, and mine ; Let us groan Thine inward groaning ; Look on Him we pierced and grieve; All partake the grace atoning, All the sprinkled blood receive. Yes, in me, in me He dwelleth j I in Him, and He in me 1 And my empty soul He filleth, Here and through eternity. Thus I wait for His returning, Singing all the way to heaven ; Such the joyous song of morning, Such the banquet-song of even. Charles IVesley, THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 116. Gbou tbat bearest prater. (St. John.} W. H. HAVERGAL, 3^ ^M. m . m r^ O Thou that hear - est pray r ! At - tend our hum- ble cry: J-J. v A. PTTTTT And let Thy ser-vants share Thy bless-ing from on high : A A - A A A i j i i i fli^ 11 f=f -rrr+p We plead the promise of Thy Word ; Grant us Thy Holy Spi - rit, Lord ! 5W J . J ^^ If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry ; If they, with love sincere, Their children s wants supply : Much more wilt Thou Thy love display, X nd answer when Thy children pray. Our heavenly Father Thou ; We children of Thy grace ; Oh, let Thy Spirit now Descend and fill the place ; That all may feel the heavenly flame, And all unite to praise Thy name. /. Burton. 132 THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 117. Come to our poor nature s utgbt DR. FILITZ. r r r r r Come to our poor na-ture s night With Thy blessed in-ward light, J J J J ,. J J I 1 J J M an ?> u I r Ho-ly Ghost, the In - fi - nite Com - fort - er Di - vine. We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord ; Sick and faint, Thy strength afford ; Lost, until by Thee restored ! Comforter Divine. Like the dew Thy peace distil, Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter Divine. Gentle, awful, holy Guest, Make Thy temple in each breast ; Sanctify Thy place of rest, Comforter Divine. In us for us intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter Divine. In us Abba Father cry, Earnest of our bliss on high. Seal of immortality, Comforter Divine. Search for us the depths of God Bear us up the starry road, To the height of Thine abode, Comforter Divine. George Rawson. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 33 No. 118. 1bol\> Spirit, come, we (Stabat Mater. ) Modern French Melody (re-har.). heav n Thine in-ward ray ; Kin- die dark-ness in to day. <* Come, Thou Father of the poor, Come, Thou Source of all our store, Light of hearts for evermore. Thou of Comforters the best, Thou the soul s delightful guest, Sweet refreshment of the breast. Thou, in labour our repose, Cooling shade when noontide glows, Solace sweet in all our woes ! Light most blissful ! Fire Divine ; Fill, oh, fill these hearts of Thine 1 On our inmost being shine. If in Thee it be not wrought, All in men is simply naught : Nothing pure in deed or thought. Cleanse the sordid from their stain, On the thirsty pour Thy rain, Heal the wounded of their pain. To Thy will the stubborn mould, Melt the frozen heart and cold, Guide the wanderer to the fold On the faithful, who confide Solely in Thyself as guide, Let Thy sevenfold gifts abide. Grant them virtue s full increase, Grant them safe and sweet release, Grant them everlasting peace. King Robert of France. 134 THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 119. (S>b come, Creator Spirit ! (Magdala. ) E. W. BULLINGER. i ; j( \ ; r r~ i i Oh, come, Cre- a - tor Spi - rit ! come Vouch-safe to \ C\ \ ^\ \ \ ^ J A i make our minds Thy home ; And with Thy heaven - ly .J. **.. kJ. J I I -P .3 ""^ l ^~ ] ~CPr^^p grace ful - fil The hearts Thou mad est at Thy will Thou that art named the Paraclete, The Gift of God, His Spirit sweet ; The Living Fountain, Fire and Love, And gracious Unction from above. Thy sevenfold grace Thou dost expand, O Finger of the Father s Hand ; True Promise of the Father, rich In gifts of tongues and various speech. Kindle our senses with Thy light, And lead our heart" <o love aright : Stablish our weaki _js, and refresh With fortitude our fainting flesh. Repel far off our deadly foe, And peace on us forthwith bestow ; With Thee for Guide we need not fear, Where Thou art, evil comes not near. By Thee the Father let us bless, Ey Thee the Eternal Son confess, And Thee Thyself we evermore, The Spirit of Them Both, adore. To God the Father let us raise, And to His only Son, our praise : Praise to the Holy Spirit be Now and for all eternity. F. W. Faber THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 120. Xorfc ! " wttb one accord (St. Sivzthin.) JESSER. O Lord, "with one ac-cord," We ga-ther round Thy throne, To | . . K^J i . ! hear Thy ho ly word, To wor - ship Thee a - lone. Now "F i r* i i ii \j \ send from heav n the Holy Ghost, Be this an o ther Pen- te- cost! "~^ ~^> r^ Tard-g-? * j g4-?y- < i r " ^-r^-^-H ^ o- ^cJ We have no strength to meet The storms that round us lower, Keep Thou our trembling feet In every trying hour ; More than victorious shall we be If girded with Thy panoply. Where is the mighty wind That shook the holy place, That gladdened every mind, And brightened every face, And where the cloven tongues of flame That marked each follower of the Lamb? There is no change in Thee, Lord God the Holy Ghost, Thy glorious Majesty Is as at Pentecost I O may our loosened tongues proclaim, That Thou, our God, art still the same, And may that living wave, That issues from on high, Whose golden waters lave Thy throne eternally, Flow down in power on us to-day, And none shall go unblessed away ! W. Pennefather. 136 THE HOLY SPIRIT. No. 121. Gracious Spirit, Iboty (Bbost Melody adapted by F. C. S. Harmonized by II. C. 13. Gracious Spi-rit, Ho ly Ghost, Taught by Thee, we co- vet most, J Slower, Of Thy gifts at Pen - te - cost, ^Ubg Ho - ly, heav n-ly love. =F Love is kind and suffers long, Love is meek, and thinks no wrong, Love than death itself more strong ; Therefore give us love. Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day ; Love will ever with us stay ; Therefore give us love. Faith will vanish into sight ; Hope be emptied in delight ; Love in heaven will shine more bright ; Therefore give us love. Faith and hope and love we see Joining hand in hand agree ; But the greatest of the three, And the best, is love. From the overshadowing Of Thy gold and silver wing, Shed on us, who to Thee sing, Holy, heavenly love. Chr. Wordsworth. PART IX. GUIDANCE. " I am the Lord thy God which leadeth thee." Isaiah xlviii. 17. " He shall choose our inheritance for us." Psalm xlvii. 4. " I will guide thee with Mine eye." Psalm xxxii. 8. "Thou shall guide me with Thy counsel." Psalm Ixxiii. 24. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths." Prov. iii. 6. No. 122. 3e$ue, still leafc on. (Spire. ) ADAM DKESSE. L . T Je - sus, still lead on Till our rest be won ; And al though the way be cheer - less, We will fol - low calm and If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us ; For through many a foe, To our home we go. When we seek relief From a longfelt grief, When oppressed by new temptations, Lord, increase and perfect patience ; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. Jesus still lead on Till our rest be won ; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our Fatherland. N. L.v. Zinzendorf, Ir. H. L. L. IJ8 GUIDANCE. No. 123. Xeafc us, father. (Rest.) F. G. LADDS. Lead us, O Fa-ther, in the pathsof peace; With -out Thy guiding dim. _r i 1*^3 J.ol gp=ffr P F\ " - i i ii r hand we go a - stray, And doubts ap-pal, and sorrows still in i i i E ^ O ^4- 3Z ** crease ; Lead us thro Christ, the true and liv - ing way. m ~ Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth ; Unhelped by Thee, in error s maze we grope, While passion stains and folly dims our youth, And age conies on uncheered by faith and hope. Lead us, O Father, in the paths of righ.t ; Blindly we stumble when we walk alone, Involved in shadows of a darksome night : Only with Thee we journey safely on. Lead us, O Father, to Thy heavenly rest, However rough and steep the path may be, Through joy or sorrow, as Thou deemest best, Until our lives are perfected in Thee. W. PI. Burldgh. GUIDANCE. 139 No. 124. Saviour ! 3 follow on, DR. LOWELL MASON. Rg-t r. J 1 1 1 i i i i . i J i i-. 1 ~ i- l(D .1 * ^ J 3 r r r Sa - viour 1 I J j 1 ^ /f- 1 fol - low on, ^"H c> p p ^> guid ed by Thee, J . ,} }-^^- @?ff-Y [ p r -~^- p ^ - IL i T r 1 1 i 1 1 ^1 1 J k "* i i 1 1" r-p. See - ing not ,, . .] . \ 1 ~& J A *~g *~ ret the Hand thTat lead - eth J f J . i rJ * & - o o t me : fm^st f^ & m v^~ 1 & p f~-* r j p** -9 ^~ ^. 1 1 ! 1 1_L 1L 1 1 r i T 1 j !. 1 P .J jr~ IT G? *"^ -o J \ 1 -f<B <Q O <9 * & G 1 * & * * cJ \ tr- r~t rn 1 r- -i i t- Hushed be my heart, and still ; fear I no i [ 1 I _| _J J M rp . ~^*~ fj \ rj rj ~ & ~ F r r fur - ther ill : J i | r^ & r-> f- 3 P T [ 1 i r c5 " 1 1 1 i 1 1 1 "* 1 _, L - fly o . A J-- 3 t* *~ t__J p_ f r r f f f ft r r " P^P On - ly to meet Thy will my will shall be. i i -fj- \ \ r~~j i ~Y s ; {&$ ^ C? jg " ^-^ 5^ ; ~ c; ^=- 1 j p__ -^ ^ : Q . ( Riven the rock for me, thirst to relieve, Manna from heaven I daily receive ; Never a want severe causeth mine eye a tear, But Thou dost whisper near, " Only believe." Saviour ! 1 lontj to walk closer with Thee ; Led by Thy guiding hand ever to be ; Constantly near Thy side, quickened and purified, Living for Him who died freely for me. C. S. Robinson. 140 GDIDANCE. No. 125. Christian, fcost thou see them ? , v. ^ *, WILLIAM PITTS. 1 i r P Christian, dost thou see them On the ho ly ground, 1 . I ^. ! Christian, up and smite them, Counting gain but loss, J. ^ 4 --L Christian, dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin ? Christian, never tremble, Never be down-cast ; Gird thee for the battle, Watch and pray and fast. Christian, dost thou hear them, How they speak thee fair ? 11 Alway fast and vigil ? Always watch and prayer ? " Christhr, answer boldly, " While I breathe I pray : " Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. " Well I know thy trouble, My servant true j Thou art very weary, 1 was weary too ; But that toil shall make thee Some day all Mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near My Throne." Andrew of Crete, (r. by J. M. Neale. GUIDANCE. 141 No. 126. <5uit>e me, bou great Jebovab, 7flr-*|: ( * J F"! i 1 J i -d J J 1 J -j -i-7MI m u m -*-^H r CTf * ? f r u " r r ~ r Guide me, O Thou great Je-ho-vah, Pil- grim thro this barren land : - II III! - J- 4 I ^ 4 1 |j j J j J J J - ^LJ -*- i - at .. v2i?ii -it ( * * * * *-* P * II * * i" ^ i" * -m * f 1 + ITU II 1 i ! 1 UJ o ij i n J i j i i i n j i i 1 .1 T^-** 1 -" wr*-*m * J J -^ al m *--+ * C3 II I(T) * " ^ r r r r r r r r r .r r I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy pow JL * J J J J i j J -J- J -T3- 1 - J J erfulhand ; 5^ n K5ft ff , 5 V r m \ tw-f u.ir * * * p 1 \ m " i 1 W TT i r^ V 1 1 1 * i 1 1 f | I pj9-ftjff j IHS- 1 1 1 1 P^ : l-i 1 T i 1 n ^ LJ -^U iSi -*- r r -*--- F f -S- ru-, i , , Bread of hea-ven, Bread of hea-ven, Feed me now and ev-er-more. f J J] J^^-j^-J | - ^ j ^ ,^^ rr Open now the crystal fountain, Whence the healing waters flow ; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliverer, Strong Deliverer. Be Thou still my strength and shield. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Bear me through the swelling current, Land me safe on Canaan s side : Songs of praises, songs of praises, I will ever give to Thee. W. Williams. 142 GUIDANCE. No. 127. 0o forwarb anfc fear not, (St. Luke.) p p> II I I I I Go forward and fear not - the billows may roll, The pow r of Je A J. A -g^-J- A-^- J\ ^ -&r A A J zpr-p-g-p? P I ^|Sqn^=Fg-g-gT i TIMI p^=^^4=^pz;r i I I : I . . _ ho - vah their rage can con - trol, Tho waves rise J J J I .cL _ci _c?_ _^_ an - ger, their J J- tu-mults shall cease, One word of His bidding shall hush them to peace. Ill i i -& Gi- f-i x-> I it J _ I f-i -&- _ x > Go forward and fear not though trial be near, The Lord is thy Refuge then whom should st thou fear ? His staff is thy comfort thy safeguard His rod ; Be steadfast, be sober, and hope in thy God. Go forward and fear not if false ones deride, The Hand of the Highest is with thee to guide ! His truth is thy buckler, His love is thy shield ; On, then, to the combat, be sure not to yield. Go forward and fear not be strong in the Lord, In the power of His promise, the truth of His Word, Through sea and through desert thy pathway may tend, But He who has saved thee will save to the end/ Then forward and fear not go speed on thy way, Why shouldest thou shrink from the path in dismay ? Thou treads t but the way thy Redeemer has trod, Then forward and fear not but trust in thy God. From " J^he Fireside Plymn Book. GUIDANCE. 143 No. 128. H>ear Saviour, tafce m^ banfc in Gbine* Re-arr. by H. C. B. 3 f -\-m*--r-ri--* \ \ Dear Saviour,take my hand in Thine,And lead me ev - ry day, - ^n P=j TT f^^f^^^^T That I may ne - ver take a step, But in the nar - row way I can-not on my - self re - ly, I can- not walk a - lone ; k^^EB^B^3^^FH^fcp^pi-4] zfpz^^^MJt^^^^fe^J^EJJ O Saviour, take my hand in Thine, And lead me as Thine own M O Saviour, take my hand in Thine, Tis oft a weary way ; And I have never found myself, Sufficient for the day ; Upon Thy help I must rely, My journey to pursue ; O Saviour, take my hand in Thine, And daily strength renew. O Saviour, take my hand in Thine, Thou only know st the way ; And Thou canst lead me in the path, That ends in perfect day ; Thy gentle hand will safely guide My pilgrim feet above, And through the everlasting years, I ll sing Thy wondrous love. 144 GUIDANCE. No. 129. OLorfc, b cbilfcren (Due.) ^r- anfc feeep. German. r Lord, Thy children guide and keep, As with fee-ble steps they press -e _ r * rr r On the pathway rough and steep,Through this weary wil- der-ness. i i i JH-J,. r r r ? f r^ Ho- ly_ Je - su, day by day Lead us in the nar-row way. J^d J^.J-^-gj-rJ-, ^r^^f 2 ^ ^ I iP=T There are stony ways to tread ; Give the strength we sorely lack ; There are tangled paths to thread ; Light us, lest we miss the track. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. There are sandy wastes that lie Cold and sunless, vast and drear ; Where the feeble faint and die, Grant us grace to persevere. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. There are soft and flowery glades, Decked with golden-fruited trees, Sunny slopes and scented shades ; Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease ; Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way, Upward still to purer heights, Onward yet to scenes more blest, Calmer regions, clearer lights, Till we reach the promised rest. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. W. IV. How. GUIDANCE. No. 130. nty to hnow tbat the patb 3 treat). m IRA D. SANKEY. On - ly to know that the path I tread Is the I i 1 3 path marked out for me ; That the way tho thorn - y j-^j jy gT ir r r~P i " &- -& r r r r r rouch and steep, Will lead me near - er to Thee ! +- J,J J J, ? U i ^ *^ REFRAIN. , J ^ 1 ^ 1 " F* ?" Near - er to Thee ! near - er to Thee ! Bless - ed Re -*- -J- j J. i A. J. 1 146 GUIDANCE. tL j J *Jn J . | ^=^F 1=1=1 1 P* rV is =pz^E r j ; fr* & ^ ^ - * *V f - - f f p r V deem - er, to Thee ! On - ly to know that the ji jL j 1 . 1 G> - 1 m -m _j j .^ ^ : @*=i _ m m p: =SEE3 ^HP p g i riii TT . path I tread Is bring- ing me near - er to Thee ! ] J J..J f^^ Only to know when the day is past, And the ev ning shadows come, That its trials and cares have proved indeed A "day s march nearer home ! " Refrain. Nearer my home ! nearer my home ! Nearer my beautiful home ! Only to know that each fast fleeting day Is bringing me nearer home ! Only to know that the cross I see Is the cross of Calvary, On which the world s Redeemer died, To purchase life for me ! Refrain. Purchased for me ! purchased for me ! Life Thou hast purchased for me ! Only to know that Thy death on the cross Brings light and life to me ! Only to know His peace within, My will to His resigned ; Oh, fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, And make me wholly Thine ! Refrain. Wholly Thine ! wholly Thine I Now and for ever Thine 1 Fill me with love and peace divine, And make me wholly Thine \-Allie Starbrighl. PART X. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. " Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness." Psalm xxix. 2. " O come let us worship and bow down." Psalm xcv. 6. " True worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth." John iv. 23. " Praise is comely for the upright." Psalm xxxiii. I. " By Him let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually." Heb. xiii. 15. " Whoso offereth praise glorifieth Me." Psalm 1. 23. No. 131. Jesus ! stanb among us. (Derby.) DR. FILITZ S Collection. m ^i > g 9- \ <v rz r r " f s - r r i r Je sus ! stand a - mong us In Thy ris - en power J- J ^ -,ii I i I Let this time of wor - ship Be a hallowed hour. Breathe the Holy Spirit Into every heart ; Bid the fears and sorrows From each soul depart. Thus with quickened footsteps, We ll pursue our way, Watching for the dawning Of th eternal day. W. Pe.nnefather, 1.8 WORSHIP ANt) PRAISE. No. 132. Crown Ibim witb man\> crowns ! (Bures.) ARTHUR H. BROWN. I I I Crown Him with ma ny crowns, The Lambup-on His throne; I i A-<s> -^ -i i i . i n i r~t~i^~-ni n ^ -,^ i r i P * jx J UJ rf - G ~ Hark, how the heav nly anthem drowns All mu- sic but its own: 4=&= ~i=B^ >-^Wf A-wake, my soul, and sing . fT Of Him who died for thee, j A i <d-^--^_x&Gt o_ yi&ffrfrf*^ 5 ^ \J ^ I- And hail Him as Thy matchless King Thro all e - ter - ni - ty. Crown Him, the Son of God, Before the worlds began ; And ye who tread where He hat i trod, Crown Him, the Son of man : Who every grief hath known That wrings the human breast, And takes and bears them for His own, That all in Him may rest. Crown Him, the Lord of life, Who triumphed o er the grave, And rose victorious in the strife, For those He came to save. His glories now we sing Who died and rose on high ; Who died eternal life to bring, And lives that death may die. Crown Him, the Lord of Heaven, Enthroned in worlds above : Crown Him the King to whom is given The wondrous name of Love All hail, Redeemer hail ; For Thou hast died for me ; Thy praise shall never, never fail Throughout eternity. 1st and last verses Matthew Bridges. 2nd and yd verses Gee. Thring, WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 149 No. 133. Bt tbe name of 3eeu0. (Franconta.) At the name of Je - sus Ev ry knee shall bow, Ev ry tongue con- ^ ^- J J A A **-- J J J m m T Q O & fess Him King of glo - ry now. i -^- V I I i d . 5H= ei i I Tis the Father s pleasure ! .-J- m We should call Him Lord, Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word : I -<i .J..J- , , . . I J I i , i J J-*- S-^ ^ H Humbled for a season, To receive a Name From the lips of sinners Unto whom He came, Faithfully He bore it Spotless to the last, Brought it back victorious, When from death He passed. In your hearts enthrone Him There let Him subdue All that is not holy, AH that is not true : Crown Him as your Captain In temptation s hour, Let His will enfold you In its light and power. Brothers, this Lord Jesus Shall return again, With His Father s glory, With His angel-train ; For all wreaths of empire Meet upon His brow, And our hearts confess Him King of glory now. Caroline M. Noel. WORSHIP AN/) PRAISE. No. 134. Wlbcn morning oilfcs the sfcies. (Christian.) F. C. SPURR. (Based upon a French Melody.) Trf* & When morn-ing gilds the skies, My heart a - wak-ing cries : May ^_ J J- /J 1 .1 . 1 J.-M J rJ^J-J K*y 7^ ^ b r ^ . * 2P ^ f SJ^^Efl^^i^-^ r- iM^^ p" T-r-fTT f 9 " i i i rr je - sus Christ be prais d. A-like at work and pray r,To Je-sus I re -- pair, May "II v^| I i i Je-sus Christbe praised, May Je-sus Christ be praised. ^: J - r- d: F To Thee, my God above, I cry with glowing love ; May Jesus Christ be praised. This song of sacred joy, It never seems to cloy ; May Jesus Christ be praised. Does sadness fill my mind ? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised : Or fades my earthly bliss ; My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised. In heaven s eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised. Let earth, and sea, and sky, From depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be praised. Be this while life is mine, My canticle Divine, May Jesus Christ be praised. Be this the eternal song Through ages all along, May Jesus Christ be praised. PART II. When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised. When evil thoughts molest, With this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised. The night becomes as day, When trom the heart we say, May Jesus Christ be praised. The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised. My tongue shall never tire Of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised. Be this the eternal song, Through all the ages on, May Jesus Christ be praised. . Caswa/l, from the German. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. No. 135. Go (Bob be tbe Glor\> ! W. H. DOANE. r To God be the glo - ryl great things lie hath i i EE m done; So loved He the world that He gave us His Son; Who p? M^^T^^r^^^^E * I I | -| H * i 1-[ [ ^ I | I ! t , ^r-p- K <V fc& & yield - ed His life an a - tone-ment for sin, And " - J -JT^-^-J J J f^ Me /l< - Je - sus the Son, And FINE. I*- I ^ * m i ( rT r i r i f r o - pened the Life - gate that all may go in. . J_ -J- -J M / great things He hath done! 152 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. REFRAIN. JN.H.PKAIIN. I k^ .0^0- !> I f -+-*~0 -*-? / * i ^^ PpT i i i Praise the Lord! praise the Lord ! Let the earth hear His voice! Ma m > s/ r r r Praise the Lord ! praise the Lord! Let the peo- pie re - joice ! SS O perfect redemption ! the purchase of blood I To every believer the promise of God ; The vilest offender who truly believes, That moment from Jesus a pardon receives. Great things He hath taught us, great things He hath done, And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son ; But purer, and higher, and greater will be Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see ! F. /. Crosby, WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 153 No. 136 mow in a 00110 of grateful praise. Now in a song of grate - ful praise, To CIPORUS And a - bove the rest this note shall swell, This : ^-J- EEE ^-j-i r^= -TT-T-rr-n Thee, O Lord, my voice I ll raise ; With all Thy saints I ll note shall swell, this note shall swell, And a - bove the rest this I i . J L-L_J ^^ ( | | ll-t^^d ^ ra//. r join to tell, r r \Ty Je - sus has done all things well, note shall swell, My Je - sus has done all things well. M How sovereign, powerful, and free, Has been Thy love to sinful me ! Thou sav dst me from the jaws of hell ; My Jesus has done all things well. Though many a fiery, flaming dart The tempter levels at my heart, With this I all his rage repel, My Jesus has done all things well. And when to that bright world I rise, And claim my mansion in the skies, Above the rest this note shall swell, My Jesus has done all things well. 54 WORSHIP AND PRAISK. No. 137. ail bail the power of 3esus name ! SHRUBSOLE. BJEZ EZ-3-J m - HJ- \ i 1 Jf- -f~ { All J f* 1* d h* a Ea II 1 I 1 lail thepow r of J - LJ_J 1 Je T* - sus name ! Let an- gels prostrate Call ; J J J J ! r* ii-^\ u 5 M S 11 f, i 1 . 1 HE En * - * I - II f a I* i ,_ 1 Ll 1 1 -] 1 1 1 r f r^ : d~"* 3~ J J * w 1 1 JJz ff_ v i i Bring forth the J -^ J 1 1 roy al =^3 -Mr di - a i i -* 1 I - dem, J U- f r p ^ And crown Him, , \ , 1 1 j(*J .~[^ " 9 F -&&gt; &&gt; ^- ft m m * i* | .*"* * " \ T r 1 i i i i r -& i J ^ 1 J r~ i J J J I 1 i I J J X" ^ { 5 * * <d (tp 3 & -p ^ * -^ ? 1 crown Him, i i 3 5J i i Lj" crown Him, crown Him Lord of -J- -J- J J J J all. ^^\> 1 ... * Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, Who from His altar call : Extol the Stem of Jesse s rod, And crown Him Lord of all. Ye saints redeemed of Adam s race, Ye ransomed of the fall : Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. Sinners, whose love can ne er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. Oh that with yonder sacred throng, We at His feet may fall ; Join in the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all, E. Perronet. WORSHIP AND PRAISK. 155 No. iss.lbusbefc was tbe lEvenino 1b\>mn. j^E2 SIR A. SULLIVAN. jfcrgf^hl II | I/ | | I I I I Hush d was the ev - ning hymn, The tern- pie courts were dark ; The J J.J..M j . i -^x^L^Uj, 5 & . i i r e -<s>- I I X F jr-^r-p p- i i t | I I | lamp was burn- ing dim Be-fore the sa cred ark ; When sud - den J J J J J J J r r f r 5 s _ JL_ a ^"* * F W P* 1 i r i i i * i r r ly a voice di - vine Rang thro the si - lence of the shrine, 1 j.J J ) r 1 J J J J The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept ; His watch the Temple child, The little Levite, kept ; And what from Eli s sense was sealed, The Lord to Hannah s son revealed. Oh ! give me Samuel s ear, The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of Thy word ; Like him to answer at Thy call, And to obey Thee first of all. Oh I give me Samuel s heart, A lowly heart that waits, When in Thy house Thou art, Or watches at Thy gates. By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of Thy will. Oh ! give me Samuel s mind, A sweet unmurmuring faith, Obedient and resigned To Thee in life and death ; That I may read with child-like eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. J. D. Burns. 156 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. No. 139. Jrienfc of sinners ! %ort> (Deerhurst.} J. LANGRAN, Mus. Bac. Friend of sinners ! Lord of glo- ry ! Low- ly, migh-ty ! Brother, King! I I I I I ~&- -0- -43- -& -f*- -^ f I Musing o er Thy wondrous sto- ry, Grateful we Thy prais-es sing. j-JJ-J. JJ i i A - J- A J- A . rf-rr^rN^T Friend to help us, cheer us, save us, Inwhompow rand pi - ty blend J..JL-J. -d-- ^TTi E ^F I I ! I I I 1 Praise we must the grace which gave us Je-sus Christ, the sinner s Friend. Friend who never fails nor grieves us, Faithful, tender, constant, kind ! Friend who at all times receives us, Friend who came the lost to find 1 Sorrow soothing, joys enhancing, Loving until life shall end Then conferring bliss entrancing, Still in heaven the sinner s Friend. Oh, to love and serve Thee better 1 From all evil set us free ; Break, Lord, every sinful fetter, Be each thought conformed to Thee. Looking for Thy bright appearing, May our spirits upward tend : Till, no longer doubting, fearing, We behold the sinner s Friend. Newman Hall. WORSHIP AND I RAISt. 57 No. 140. mow tbanfc we all our (Bob. (Eucharista. ) I l lH ^ h Jz=^^^^ 1 ^=^^_^_=^ -& sj : - o r =P=P=< Now thank we all our God, 4J CT With heart,and hands, and voi - ces, <LiLi& Who wondrous things hath done, In whom His world re - joic - es ; ""I I _J .-^ 7 ^,-. .. J-J. ^ ^ ^ j--_|^L4 J-,, ^^^>^^>]^ : ilM^ * ?7WZ=^\ r" rj \ -* , ZI3J --! h -&- -&- -&- -&- Who from our mo- ther s arms Hath blessed us on our way With count- less gifts of love, And still is ours to - day Oh, may this bounteous God, Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed p-;ace to cheer us ; And keep us in His grace, And guide us when perplexed, And free us from all ills In this world and the next. All praise and thanks to God The Father now be given, The Son, and Him who reigns With them in highest heaven, The One Eternal God, Whom earth and heaven adore, For thus it was, is now, And shall be evermore. C. IVinkwor th, front the German. WORSHIP AND PRAlSft. No. 141. be strife is o er, the battle bone ! From PAI.ESTRINA, (re-har.) (Sing before each verse.} =?s=3=3 ^ -H ^ v lu ia. The strife is o er, the bat - tie done ! r^> fj *-i . . a Q! I The triumph of the Lord is won, Oh, let the i i t^-. _ i r -P m song of praise be sung. A i i Al - le - lu The powers of death have done their worst, And Jesus hath His foes dispersed ; Let shouts of praise and joy outburst. Alleluia ! On that third morn He rose again In glorious majesty to reign ; Oh, let us swell the joyful strain. Alleluia ! lie closed the yawning gates of hell ; The bars from heaven s high portals fell ; Let songs of joy Ilis triumphs tell. Alleluia ! Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, [free, From death s dread sting Thy servants That we may live, and sing to Thee ! Alleluia ! /. J/. A eale, from the Latin. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 159 No. 142. Sing a b\>mn to 3esus. From ROSSINI. m J.U JIJJ 8 S Sfg ^ ^ g S *-*- rC? r i r * r r r Sing a hymn to Je - sus, when the heart is faint ; j i i n i . r? 1 ri 4 r* n -o * 3^ ^ 1 ?*~ ff SI p"^ ^ r~^J r r r r r r~r~TTs^r Tell it all to Je - sus, com - fort or com - plaint : x-d . *^*- ^ IZJGL -<s>-. .H l^"^ @Hv --S" I r- i f - ! i r r ro If the work is sot - row, if the way is long, J- fcfc If thou dread s! the mor - row, Tell it Him in song ; -*- H^-. i i i r ^~n J I R-H-HJH-rh^H ry& d- -3 I J- T^H~<^ -A ; !TL_g__iJ_-^H3^i:S-.-^f 1 Though thy heart be ach - ing for the crown and palm, i i r^i i i i i i n i6o WORSHIP AND PRAtSfi. Ill 101 Keep thy spi - rit wak - ing with a faith ful psalm. jJ-LL Jesus, we are lowly, Thou art very high : We are all unholy, Thou art purity. We are frail and fleeting, Thou art still the same, All life s joys are meeting in Thy blessed name. Sing a hymn to Jesus, when thy heart is faint ; Tell it all to Jesus, comfort or complaint. All begins in Jesus, and in Him I see All th eternal Godhead coming down to me. I climb to His brightness, up my steps of praise ; And a sudden brightness gildi my darke.^d days. So I sing to Jesus, when my heart is faint ; Tell it all to Jesus, comfort or complaint. All His words are music, tho they make me weep, Infinitely tender, infinitely deep. Time can never render, all in Him I see, Infinitely tender, human deity. Sing a hymn to Jesus, when thy heart is faint, Tell it all to Jesus, comfort or complaint. Jesus, let me love Thee, infinitely sweet ; What are the poor odours I bring to Thy feet ? Yet I love Thee, love Thee, come into my heart ; And ere long remove me, to be where Thou art. Thus I sing to Jesus, when my heart is faint; So I tell to Jesus, comfort or complaint. E. Paxton Hood. No. 160. Serve tbe Xorb witb Serve the Lord with gladness ! Joyful tribute bring ; Banish fear and sadness, Grateful praises sing. Serve the Lord with gladness ! Cheerful anthems raise ; All His wide dominion, Swell the psalm of praise ! Chorus. Serve the Lord with gladness ! Joyful tribute bring ; Banish fear and sadness, Grateful praises sing. Serve the Lord with gladness 1 Banish servile fear ; Trust your tender Father, we to Him are dear. All our sins He pardons, All our frailty knows ; Helps in all our conflicts, Soothes in all our woes. Serve the Lord with gladness ! Serve, and thus be free ; Unreserved surrender, noblest liberty ! All His laws are blessings, Each command a boon ; Sorrows work our welfare, Bringing glory soon. Serve the Lord with gladness ! Leave the world behind ; Sin and self renouncing, Serve with heart and mind ; Serving Him is heaven, Life is in His love. Endless joys are given, Deathless homes above. Newman HalL WORSHIP AND PRAISE. No. 143. 1bere from tbe worlfc we turn, W. H. DOANE. i N i- ,. J J- d=^^ ii Here from the world we turn, Je - sus to ^ V ^ A ** J seek ; V ^ f? - -i T r ilufr J 1 r T g r^-f-f^ r~i s i i i J r II kp ^ J_ J_ IJ . J J Ig 1 ? j- fj II I Here may His i J J r^TrT lov - ing voice Ten - der - ly J . J^ <-J ^- " speak ! C3 i^f_i2 2 ^_ m m n * fe^^HI - L - F F f- ^ j, J J _L_J. r ,/ i ^ /"J I .J"J 1| Je sus, our dear - est friend, While at Thy feet T~S 1 ~ ^^~~\ ! * <5? 1 7-i A -m i ((i) \ f} * O H^ $~0 ^ we bend, 1 f f \r- ^- 2 -p- P/J ToT? Jl ^ , J ^~ . .> | |" | 1 1-1~1 f 5 II : ir_: ^ gj d J *b i-rJ . i i r ? r p- r r F Oh, let Thy smile ue-scend ! Tis Thee we seek ! A J J J . > ^ J J J- J . ^*" _ M ^ <3 ^. Come, Holy Comforter, Presence divine, Now in our longing hearts Graciously shine ! Oh for Thy mighty power ! Oh for a blessed shower, Filling this hallowed hour With joy divine. Saviour, Thy work revive I Here may we see Those who are dead in sin Quickened by Thee ; Come to our hearts to night, Make every burden light, Cheer Thou our waiting sight ; We long for Thee. Fanny J. Crosby, WORSHIP AND PRAlbfi. No. 144. Ibusb ! Xct a stillness fceep* -0- -9- Hush! hush! let a still-ness deep Brood o - ver ev - ry heart ; II I I _! J -J-^ N III g *- m r r rr r FINE. 3=3 4=H I I i I I I I Mi i :|nr3> J \ .--l-04-Lg J- I J J T T i : r~r f i Let ev 1 ry earth - ly thought Now ut - ter - ly de - part. - sus! say, " Peace, be still, "For Thou art sure- ly here Je - sus! Let Thy "great calm " Maxe us to feel Thee near. ^U-M^ji - < > Jesus ! Thy promise JM^ We confidently plead The " two or three " are here ; Corne 1 Thou art all they need. Come ! listen to the Prayer ; Accept our loving Praise ; Come, help Thy servant, Lord, Thy Gospel s sound to raise. Our souls all sweetly bless, And make this hour so sweet, That we may truly feel Just resting at Thy te&.Llanthony Abbey Hymn** AKD 163 No. 145. (Bob ! fo\> power 10 wonbcrful Q L IS St. Alban s Tune Book," by permission. 1 II i Jf. fv r* 1 * 4 . ~ ! J (&- J -^-m m _ f ~ y i & r r- r r r r O God ! Thy Power is won - der - ful, Thy . ^ J i .. J <^u^ C - * ^ 9 * * p 4. * r r r * ET-M 1 1 i 533^^g^ i^-?^ 1 pHHl-ia^T^-^ i / [ i r r i x i f ^=}= glo - ry pass-ing bright : Thy wis- dom with its deep on deep, J^-J- lg Si fit. f =t r~r-f TT" -rr^f^^r - A rap- ture to the sight, A rap - hire to the sight. Thy justice is the gladdest thing Creation can behold ; Thy tenderness so meek it wins The guilty to be bold. Yet more than all, and evermore Should we Thy creatures bless Most worshipful of attributes, Thine awful holiness. There s not a craving in the mind Thou dost not meet and still ; There s not a wish the heart can have Which Thou dost not fulfil. All things that have been, all that are, All things that can be dreamed, All possible creations made, Kept faithful, or redeemed. All these may draw upon Thy power, Thy mercy may command ; And still outflows Thy silent sea, Immutable and grand. Oh little heart of raine . .shall pain Or sorrow make thee moan, When all this God is all for thee, A Father all thine own ? F. W. Faker. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. No. 146. Witi) barps ant) witb viols. & P. BLISS. m & -& With harps and with ,L_ J J L_ vi - ols there stands a great throng, -J U_J I >- -r-rr-^r-M* ^ Si ^ T r r r ? r r^ In the pres - ence of Je - sus, and sing this new song : J-^~~ m CHORUS. IS iq rj r~f f~^~ r Un - to Him who hath loved us and washed us J J J J J J from j F f I . = t r r r > sin, Un - to Him be the glo- ry for e - ver. A - men. EE All these once were sinners, denied in His sight, Now arrayed in pure garments in praise they unite : He maketh the rebel a priest and a king, He hath bought us, and taught us this new song to sing ! How helpless and hopeless we sinners had been, If He never had loved us till cleansed from our sin ; Aloud in His praises our voices shall ring, So that others, believing, this new song shall sing : A. 7 . Pierson. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 165 No. 147. HH people tbat on eartb fco fcwell. (Old Hundredth.) All peo - pie that on earth do dwell, Sing -J- 4 A J ! J . l_J_^j_ __ c j__ J *-i e$- ^ -^ iQ P O Q C* \ \ I -f - f to the Lord with cheer- ful voice ; Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell, Come ye be - fore Him and re - joice Know that the Lord is God indeed : Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. Oh, enter then His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, For it is seemly so to do. For why ? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure : His Truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. John i66 WORSHIP AND PRAISE. No. 148. "Revive Gb worfc, Xorb ! , Spirited. o - W. II. DOANE. ES T~ T i * i Re - vive Thy work, O Lord ! Now to Thy saints ap - pear! f3~;- -^rv T^- Oh, speak with power to ev - ry soul, And let Thy people hear ! 1 i * f | J * 1J p~[____ 9 ^ . \~ *~[ r r i r i \ * M i/ i i i * REFRAIN. Re - vive Thy work, O Lord ! While hore to Thee we bow ; O Lord ! we bow Des-cend, O gra-cious Lord, descend! Oh, come, and bless us now ! U^L.U.LJ-.L ^- l -^ rr-^f-f Revive Thy work, O Lord ! Exalt Thy precious name 1 And may Thy love in every heart ! Be kindled to a flame 1 Revive Thy work, O Lord i And bless to all Thy v ord ! And may its pure and sacred truth In living faith be heard 1 Revive Thy work, O Lord ! Give Pentecostal showers 1 Be Thine the glory, Thine alone ! The blessing, Lord, be ours 1 A. MiJlane & F. f. Crosby. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 167 No. 149. Dailp, fcatlp sing the praises. From " St. Alhan s Tune Book." r r X I Dai - ly, dai-ly sing the praises Of the Ci - ty God hath made ; In the beauteous fields of E- den Its foun - dation-stones are laid ; v J J > ^ I I * ft I ^^ ^hr^_J_j_ tomt CHORUS. ^s=r > X I p p I * 1 I / Oh, that I had wings of an-gels Here to spread and heav nwnrd fly ; J^A^JW^M ^-^^x 3^=^= -f~0^~m * ^ p (* "" *" / f*"" ^ r r L r r K p 1^ p , Far be- yond the star- ry sky J All the walls of that dear City Are of bright and burnished gold, It is matchless in its beauty, And its treasures are untold. Oh, that I had wings, &.c. From the throne a river issues, Clear as crystal, passing bright, And it traverses the City Like a beam of silver light. Oh, that I had wings, &C. / ! There the wind is sweetly fragrant, And is laden with the song Of the Seraphs and the Klders, And the ^reat redeemed throng. Oh, that I had wings, &c. Oh, I would my ears were open Here to catch that happy strain | Oh, I would my eyes some vision Of that Eden could attain 1 Oh, that 1 had wings, &c. S. Baring Goul4. i68 WORSHIP AND PRAISP, No. 150. Hlribe witb me! C. GOUDIMEL. A-bide with me, fast fallsthe e-ven-tide; The darkness deepens Lord, with me a- bidcl When o-lher helpers fail, and comforts -&- O- AftA H<3H | ! _^_ -^>- -n I Help of the help-less, oh, a - bide with -&- A J J _J V&- -^ -& me ! Swift to its close ebbs out life s little day ; Earth s joys grow dim, its glories pu-~ away ; Change and decay in all around I see ; Thou, who changes! not, abide with me ! Come not in terrors, as the King of kings ; But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings ; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea : Come, friend of sinners, and abide with me 1 1 need Thy presence every passing hour ; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter s power ? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death s sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me ! Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ; Heaven s morning breaks, and earth s vain shadows flee ! Jn life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! //. F. Lyte, WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 169 No. 151. Saviour, acjain to ftfo\> bear name. (Ellers.) E. J. HOPKINS. Saviour, a - gain to Thy dear name we raise With one accord our i . .J * =y* TTTT part - ing hymn of praise ; We stand to bless Thee -& 6> &- ere our worship cease, Then lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; With Thee begun, with Thee shall end the day ; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon Thy Name. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light ; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; Then when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. J. Ellerton. PART XI. SERVICE. " Ye turned to God . . to serve . . and to wait." I Thess. \. 9, JO. " Serve the Lord with gladness." Psalm c. 2. "Whatsoever He sail h unto you, do it." John ii. 5. " If ye love Me, keep My commandments." -John xiv. 15. "All power is given unto Me . . Go ye and teach all nations . . I am with you alwny/ Matt, xxviii. 18, 19, 20. No. 152. Saviour ! t>\>ino love. R. LOWRY. r i r r > r r f Saviour ! Thy dy - ing love Thou ga-vest me, Nor should I i " it. i III ,KJ , j A -* - 1 zzzrca m pun. HgBE I I -!- -9--f3- I I aught withhold, Dear Lord, from Thee ; In love my soul would bow KI J. > A J.. -J i@l m . -j o- -^- - * C2 - p " p H h b^- 1 t -i 1 * / 1 "rrn^. 1 -5 r r r r *f r p / My heart fulfil its vow, Some offering bring Thee now, Something for Thee. At the blest mercy-seat, Pleading for me. My feeble faith looks up, Jesus, to Thee : Help me the cross to bear, Thy wondrous love declare, Some song to raise, or prayer Something for Thee ! Give me a faithful heart- Likeness to Thee That each departing day Henceforth may see, Some work of love begun, Some deed of kindness done, Some wanderer sought and won, Something for Thee ! All that I am and have Thy gifts so free In joy, in grief, through life, Dear Lord, for Thee 1 And when Thy face I see, My ransomed soul shall be, Through all eternity, Something for Thee ! S. D. Phelpt. No. 153. ibarft, the voice of 3esus crying. S. M. GRANNIS. .- . -,*- -f- I I I V I ! I Hark, the voice of Je - sus cry - ing, " Who will go and work to - day? Fields are white and har- vest wait - ing, AJL^ J J J J . >-l- -J- -J b 4 ^fc Nh ] . J -j i 1 3 J - T ty Who will be J J r . -p- -p- . -p X i X ar the sheaves a - -0 i wa; tf ^ 1 ? " Loud and -J- -J. (G);, ~p % J S * 9 ?7 H ^ - _5-=^p . [, s I -~* II f 1 Ir Ir 1 r^ f^^ / I I I I 111 /I > I strong the Mas- ter call - eth, Rich re-ward He of-fers thee mT--^ 172 rail. I, send me, send me, Here am I, send me, send me. J- J- J- J- If you cannot cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door. If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow s mite ; And the least you do for Jesus Will be precious in His sight. If among the older people, You may not be apt to teach ; " Feed my lambs," said Christ our Shepherd, " Place the food within their reach." And it may be that the children You have led with trembling hand, Will be found among your jewels, When you reach the better land. Let none hear you idly saying, "There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you. Take the task He gives you gladly, Let His work your pleasure be ; Answer quickly when lie calleth, " Here am I ! send me, send me 1 "J. March. SERVlCft. 73 No. 154. Me have bearb tbe joyful soimfc. WM. J. KlRKPATRJCK. We have heard the joy - ful sound : Je - sus saves! Je - sus saves! Tell the mes - sage all a round : Je- sus saves! Je sus saves! *^ ^ PH .^^JUVJU-JVi Beai the news to ev - ry land, Climb the steeps and cross the waves ; vfe 1 ^ \ J .J ui-*-- J-\ * r-r-t-0 i J * ? i f-^f-jr^-. -^--. B iJ--.pj^=jgp C ^ On-ward ! tis our Lord s command : Je - sus saves 1 Je - sus saves ! Waft it on the rolling tide : Jesus saves ! Jesus saves 1 Say to sinners far and wide : Jesus saves ! Jesus saves ! Sing, ye islands of the sea, Echo back ye ocean caves ; Earth shall keep her jubilee ; Jesus saves ! Jesus saves 1 Sing above the toil and strife Jesus saves I Jesus saves 1 By His death and endless life Jesus saves 1 Jesus saves 1 Sing it softly through the gloom, When the heart for mercy craves Sing in triumph o er the tomb Jesus saves 1 Jesus saves ! Give the winds a mighty voice : Jesus saves 1 Jesus saves ! Let the nations now rejoice Jesus saves ! Jesus saves 1 Shout salvation full and free To every strand that ocean laves ; This our song of victory, Jesus saves I Jesus saves 1 PriscillaJ. Gwens, 174 sfckvick. No. 155. far, far avva^ in bcatben fcarfeness* -M- 3Ee JAMES MCGRANAHAN. ^i-^*vl ** ^~r r Far, far a - way in hea-then dark -ness dwell - ing, J /. ^ J . . * r r / $ r r / "J ~T~#? . Mil - lions of souls may be for e ver lost. ijiiL -m -r ~~K. i k. rs p * g=^v* sr I s J-=J * P- f 1 ^~ jg. -J-^ ^^ ^ b t-#- -p \Vho, who will go Sal - va - lion s sto - ry tell - ing ? I i ^-J^JL *=^=*- i i i Look - ing to Je sus, count - ing not the cost t ^ 6 N . ,s ?^P SfeRVlCE. CHORUS. Fj^rara t-^^r giv - en un - to Me ! Go ye in - to all the world and S - J*- X - ^*- N N Js J" .N J 8 , N T JP-^P-P- 1 5fc ^ r IT i i preach the Gos - pel ; and lo, I am with you al - way. j i i JS -S- -m- -*- -*L N J fs N, J See o er the world wide open doors inviting : Soldiers of Christ, arise and enter in I Christians, awake 1 your forces all uniting, Send forth the Gospel, break the chains of sin ! " Why will ye die?" the voice of God is calling ; " Why will ye die?" re-echo in His Name : Jesus hath died to save from death appalling ; Life and salvation therefore go proclaim. God speed the day when those of every nation, " Glory to God " triumphantly shall sing ; Ransomed, redeemed, rejoicing in salvation, Shout " Hallelujah, for the Lord is King ! " G. M. J, i?6 No. 156. (Bob of truth. (Bedford.} W. WHEALL. a - tion, Lord, r" i r En - slaved by sin and death. Set up Thy standard, Lord, that we, Who claim a heavenly birth, May march with Thee to smite the lies That vex Thy groaning earth. Fain would we join that blest array, And follow in the might Of Him, the Faithful and the True, In raiment clean and white ! Then God of truth, for whom we long, Thou who wilt hear our prayer, Do Thine own battle in our hearts, And slay the falsehood there. Still smite ! still burn ! till naught is left But God s own truth and love ; Then, Lord, as morning dew come down, Refresh us from above. T. Hughes. SERVICE. No. 157. Call them in. (FIRST TUNE.) American Tune. f Call them \ Peace and hem in the poor.the wretched, Sin-stain d wand rers from the fold : ; and par-don free-ly of - fer ; Can you weigh their svorth with gold ? ||qg=jp|tiE " l/i^ 1 re>t ^- m -f\-f- J -f HI = lzF^ ~y~~g== F= ^g=p=:^^fr zr^rzzpr ztf^grpl ^=4z=P^ s= F 5zd -;-^T i " l /^^ 1 -f-4- ^^^[^E^Egg^^^gE:^^^ f^nll thpm in fhf* wpnlf _ thf* wpn -r\7 T.nrlpn with tVi^ rl/-.r\rv r^f cir > x i > ^ >/ i r > > i > x u u Call them in the weak, the wea-ry, Laden with the doom of sin : vvl N.V\.I I Ivi viviv i 3^i=Fll js=^Ega) Bid them come and rest in Je - sus ; J. J- lie is wait-ing : Call them in. -J- f / Bid them come and rest in sus ; He is wait-ing : Call them in. aW J. . f*. h I" I Call them in the Jew, the Gentile : Bid the stranger to the feast : Call them in the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least : Forth the Father runs to meet them, lie hath all their sorrows seen : Robe, and ring, and royal sandals Wait the lost ones : Call them in. Call them in the little children Tarrying far away . . . away ; Wait oh, wait not for to-morrosv, Christ would have them come to-day. Follow on ! the Lamb is leading ! He has conquered we shall win : Bring the halt and blind to Jesus ; He will heal them : Call them in. Call them in the broken-hearted, Cow ring neath the brand of shame ; Speak Love s message low and tender Twas for sinners Jesus came : See ! the shadows lengthen round us, Soon the day-dawn will begin ; Can you leave them lost and lonely ? Christ is coming : Call them in. Anna i 7 8 No, 157. SERVICE. Call tbem In. (Uxbridge. SECOND TUNE.) II. C. BANISTER. From the " National Book of Hymn Tunes, Chants and Kyries." Inserted by permission. ^LU+J- r i i i i i Call them in the poor.the wretched, Sin-stain d wand rers from the fold : ^44JAA AAA._^ _ ILJ 1 LJ 1 _ 1 II . s> p* i fj r i** 3 -i" ^ "^r i r * f^ , Q * n " i ^^r ^i i r i r^ 1 n i Peaceand par-don free- ly of - fer : Can you weigh their worth with gold? JO.. J-^--J.J^. & . Call them in the weak, the wea-ry, La-den with the doom of sin: J. J. 44^ --L --^ 4^. .d. : -^j-d-^jj. Call them in the Jew, the Gentile | Bid the stranger to the feast : Call them in the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least : F.irth the Father runs to meet them, He hath all their sorrows seen : Aobe, and ring, and royal sandals Wait the lost ones : Call them in. Call them in the little children Tarrying far away . . . away ; Wait oh, wait not for to-morrow, Christ would have them come to-day. Follow on I the Lamb is leading ! He has conquered we shall win : Bring the halt and blind to Jesus ; He will heal them : Call them in. Call them in the broken-hearted, Cow ring neath the brand of shame ; Speak Love s message low and tender Twas for sinners Jesus came : See ! the shadows lengthen round us, Soon the day-dawn will begin ; Can you leave them lost and lonely ? Christ is coming : Call (hem in. Anna Shi f ton. SERVICE. 179 No. 158. Xorfc, speafc to me. (Holly.} Lord, speak to me, that I may speak In liv - ing ^^ tt - e - choes of Thy tone ; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy err-ing chil-dren, lost and lone. frJ-J-.^. \ j>. ra O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet ; O feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. strengthen me, that while I stand Firm on the rock and strong in Thee, 1 may stretch out a loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea. O teach me, Lord, that I may teirh The precious things Thou dost imptit; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart. O give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing power A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones, in needful hour. O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, Until my very heart o erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show. O use me, Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where Until Thy blessed face I see, Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share. Frances Ridley HavergaL i8o No. 159. Blow tbe silver trumpet , WILLIAM PITTS. I f vj I Blow the sil - ver trum - pet, Blow it loud and clear ; Esrr-i^i:^ * ^S r=F T Let its cla - rion ac - cents Ring out ev - ry - where. JL A- Tell the mourn- ing cap - lives, Christ has sent ihem free Hearts and voi - ces join M ing, A r-> Sound the Ju - bi - lee. i- J- i " Nevermore for ever " Shall the thraldom be, Ring the celebration Of the Jubilee. So we sing with gladness, And for aye will sing Everlasting praises To our blessed King. Who in truth hath loved us, Saved, and set us free. So we sing in triumph God s own Jubilee. F. C. Spurr. Tell the sons of sorrow They may dry their tears, Bid the weak and trembling Cast away their fears ; Let the heavy laden Christ s salvation see, Hearts and voices joining, Sound the Jubilee. Slavery is ended, Aching hearts are full Of celestial gladness, Bright, unspeakable. SERVICE. 181 No. 160. Serve tbe Xorfc with olabneas ! [for Music and Words see pages 159, 160.] No. 161. Call the "Roll. ADA ROSE. In these days when truth and er-ror Bat-tie fierce-ly for the soul, In these days none can be neutral, Each will yield to some coniiol ; Zion needs to know her soldiers, Halt the ranks, and call the roll. Sound the bugle for the muster, Summon every faithful soul ; Mighty is the coming conflict ; Ere it opens, call the roll. On the march some souls have fallen. And have crossed beyond the goal. Some were faithless and deserted, Who are left ? now call the roll. Promptly answer to the roll call, Ye, His faithful soldiers all ; Underneath His conquering banner Rally now, and call the roll. i . 182 SERVICE. No. 162. Solfcfers of Zion, on we go. J IIJ ~0 0- r rrrr Soldiers of Zi - on, on we go, Brave are the hearts that face the foe. CHORUS. Soldiers of Zi - on, on we go, Brave are the hearts that face the foe. Vic Vic t ry t ry v > 2 awaits us, for we know We fol-low the Lord our King, awaits us, for we know We fol-low the Lord our King. Not by the might of hu-man arm, Not by thepow r of earth to harm, -^ i J J. J. J. JUJ J.J j D, C. CHORUS. But by the Spi-rit s ho - ly charm, Shall we the triumph sing Hark to the trump that sounds for war, See how the flag goes on before, Look how the ranks swell more and As Jesus the King leads on. [more, Strong are the hosts of Sin and Death, Stronger the might of Him who saith, " I will consume them with my breath !" Then will the field be won. Sure as the Truth will dawn the day When giant Wrong will end his sway, Bondage and Error lice away, And earth to the Lord belong. Courage, ye souls who fight and plod This is the path that worthies trod. Gird up your loins, Elect of God : Soon comes the victor s song. SfeRVlCfc. 183 No. 163. nwarfc ! upward ! bomewarfc ! (ffer/fias.) F. R. HAVERGAL. ||l. ~rJ I I Ji i-* /^3- Onward ! upward ! homeward! Christ!ans,let us press ! Rest-ing not one moment J ~*2: d. ^-&- \ 1 . f--^ -*r p-pif t=l -s>^ ^f 11 i i r L 4HQ2>^-<d-^^ In this wil - der ness. Look we e - ver up-ward To our home a-bove ; naii fj ^>: rj --p^p^q CT-TT^TTJI itetl CHORUS. Trust we in our l a-ther, And His cliangeles love. Onward ! upward ! homeward I t | I TI i l i Press we e - ver - more ; He will not for sake us Till our life is o er Onward ! upward ! homeward I Christians, let us press 1 Fighting bravely, nobly In this wilderness ! Stronger is our Captain Than the strongest foe ; With glad shouts of triumph To the war we go. Onward ! upward ! homeward I Press we evermore ; Jesus will not leave us Till the strife be o er. Onward ! upward 1 homeward ! Jesus 1 Heaven ! Home 1 This shall be our watchword, While on earth we roam. Onward ! upward ! homeward \ This our joyful song ; To the Lord Jehovah, Christians, we belong. Onward 1 upward ! homeward 1 Evermore we sing, With the Triune Presence, Of our mighty King. Ellen Lakshmi Gotch. 184 SERVICE. No. 164. lUnfurl the Christian etanbarft ! ADA ROSE. I Un - furl the Christian standard ! Lift it man-ful - ly on high, ig And ral - ly where its shining folds Wave out against the sky 1 _J-. r /_J_ J J_JL ^JJJ l> it f y E * r - ^db[_4_|z=r.icdb A- way with weak half-hearted-ness, With faith-less-ness and fear 1 In God s own name we set it up, This banner brave and bright, Uplifted for the cause of Christ, The cause of Truth and Right ; The cause that none can overthrow, The cause that must prevail, IJccause the promise of the Lord Can never, never fail 1 Now, who is on the Lord s side, who ? Come, throng His battle-field ; Be strong, and show that ye are men ! Come forth with sword and shield I What peace, while trait rous evil stalks In false array of light ? What peace, while enemies of Christ Are gathering for the fight ? The Lord of Hosts, in whom alone Our weakness can be strong, Shall lead us on to conquest With a mighty battle-song ; And soon the warfare shall be past, The glorious triumph won, The kingdoms of this world shall be The kingdoms of His Son ! F. A . Havcrgal. SERVICE. No. 166. My^r- Xost Sbeep. ROBERT LOWRY. izr-QL How many sheep are straying, Lost from the Saviour s fold ! Up - J.JJJJ.J^jJ.JJJJ^fl SEE f^T =tf=0=*3 TT on the lone-ly moua-tain They shiv- er with the cold ; With - J J J J J J .J ^JjJ_^J- p- ^* ^ -fcff ^p z^y=j=j^ -^T^^r-r in the tan-gled thick- ets, Where poi-son vines do creep, And J J J J J J J, J- j ^ t T-rrr^^F^F^r T^ p=p=pz*=2 t=* ^J=j^j ! I f=F=F=f f=| o - ver rock-y ledg - es, Wan- dcr the poor, lost sheep. Ill I J^P L p P ^b-r-F- 1 86 stekVicte. CHORUS. Oh, come, let us go and find them ; In the ^-fM-rr^rP paths of death they roam ; At the close of the day, twill be J J J J sweet to say, " I have brought some lost one home. -^U-^.J ^ ; J._ Oh, who will go to find them ? Who, for the Saviour s sake, Will search with tireless patience Through brier and through brake, Unheeding thirst and hunger, Who still from day to day Will seek, as for a treasure, The sheep that go astray ? Say, will you seek to find them ? From pleasant bowers of ease, Will you go forth determined To find the least of these ? For still the Saviour calls them, And looks across the wold ; And still he holds wide open The door into His fold. How sweet twould be at evening If you and I could say, Good Shepherd, we ve been seeking The sheep that went astray, Heart-sore and faint with hunger, We heard them making moan, And, lo 1 we come at nightfall, And bear them safely home. Mis. Gates. skavlcE. 187 No. 166. IRcecuc tbe perishing W. IF. DOANE. Res-cue the perishing, Care for the dy-ing, Snatch them in pi tyfrom Weep o er the en ing one, Lift up the fall- en, Tell them of Je-sus,the ^^^ CHORUS. sin and the grave ; 5-7V ilk ff^i^f ^^ i C C r i ix~5 f 5~r / / Migh - ty to save >- Res- cue the per-ish-ing, f I are for the dy - ing ; Je - sus is mer-ci- ful, Je -_sus will save. 1/Ai Though they are slighting Him, Still He is waiting, Waiting the penitent child to receive. Plead with them earnestly, Plead with them gently : He will forgive if they only believe. Down in the human heart, Crushed by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore : Touched by a loving hand, Wakened by kindness, Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it ; Strength for thy labour the Lord will provide : Back to the narrow way Patiently win them ; Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died. F.J. Crosby. i SB SEkVlCE. No. 167. Stanfc up for 3esu$. G. J. WEBB. -^s * rr x Stand up ! stand up for Je - sus ! Ye sol-diers of the Cross rsJ J -K-^ = ^ * ^r+r-rr-f- ^^ f^T 1 iSEfei m^r Lift high His roy- al ban- ner, It must not suf- fer loss; Till ev - ry foe is vanquish d.And Christ is Lord in - deed. = W? IN | 1 J j i D.S. ir i P -al-r-J J <s> j j -JB j- i ^ fjrs 7 1 T^* 1 fig f f~~*~~9 ^^i rm J r i u r r i r r i i From vie t ry un - to vie - t ry His ar - my shall He lead, I J . >* i < i j j J__d J -- J 4 4 J. -^-^J- ^ r * * K IK ^ ^^ *L ^t=r-r * ir --i Stand up 1 stand up for Jesus ! The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict, In this His glorious day ! Ye that are men now serve Him Against unnumbered foes ; Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! Stand in His strength alone, The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own. Put on the Gospel armour, And watching unto prayer, Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. Stand up ! stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor s song. To him that overcometh A crown of life shall be, He, with the King of Glory, Shall reign eternally. G, Duffield. PART XII. THE SECOND ADVENT. No. 168. B\> Christ refceemefc. (CUflon.} hfM*- =t=Jq W. ] H .,. REYNOLDS. T i n BP^lBi i " ^ i s "-HBH= -y^igJi By Christ redeemed, in Christ re - stor d, We keep the memo-ry a - dor d, (() . JL n jf Jt ryy 2 IZZZH ^^ ft T H VGH {-<> o- His body broken in our stead, Is here, in this memorial bread, And so our feeble love is fed Until He come. The drops of His dread agony, His life-blood shed for us we see ; The wine shall tell the mystery Until He come. And thus that dark betrayal night With the last advent we unite, By one blest chain of loving rite, Until He come. Until the trump of God be heard, Until the ancient graves be stirred, And, with the great commanding word, The Lord shall come. Oh, blessed hope 1 with this elate, Let not our hearts be desolate, But, strong in faith, in patience wait Until lie come ! Geo. Rawson. THE SECOND ADVENT. No. 169. $reat (Bob ! wbat bo 3 see anb bear. J. KLUG S Gesangbuch. rr r I 1 f-* ! U _ 1_ Great God ! what do I see and hear ! The The Judge of man - kind doth ap - pear, On end of things ere - a - ted ! ) ^i , ,, clouds of g\o - ry seat^ - ed ! } The trum P et soun(3s the A i i i -^T^A ^ A A A r P , graves re - store The dead which they con tained be - fore ! Pre - pare, my soul, to meet Him 1 The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet s sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding ; No gloomy fears their souls dismay ; His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him ! But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing ! For they shall wake and find their tears And sighs are unavailing ; The day of grace is past and gone, Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. Great God 1 what do I see and hear 1 The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory seated ! Low at His cross I view the day, When heaven and earth .shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Him. IV. B. Collyer,from the German. THE SECOND ADVENT. 191 No. 170. Come, Xorfc, to eartb again, GlARDINI. r3 g? HP <L> p pr i _r I Come,Lord,to earth a - gain ; Come quick-ly, come and reign Lord ]e - su, come ! Enthrone the struggling right, Make clear the , I i A A A A -J. J A A -& Pl^"^ < i \ i i i i iii cloud - ed light, In victory close the light : Lord, quick-ly come ! A.-j. I.I... I , , ~f3~ _. r _ . . . The love of some grows cold : Thy foes are waxing bold ; Lord Jesu, come 1 They mock our hope delayed, Our little progress made, Thy precepts disobeyed : Lord, quickly come ! Bid war and faction cease, Bring in the reign of peace Lord Jesu, come ! Set every captive free ; Let all men brothers be ; Heal earth s long malady ; Lord, quickly come ! Assert Thy right Divine ; O er all the nations shine ; Lord Jesu, come ! Then earth like heaven shall sing, \Vith hallelujahs ring ; Aad hail her rightful King : Lord, quickly come ! Newman Ihill. 192 THE SECOND ADVENT. No. 171. %o! 1be cornea wttb cloubs fcescenbing. THOMAS OLIVERS. Lo ! He comes with clouds Thou- sand, thou - sand saints de - scend-ing, at - tend- ing, it M" I ji J J J J J I -* "~-^~ m II f (* / . 2L ii IT r Cc x -" jf ,/ -- L.,., _-2 L-UR B-e i_j 1 1 1 1 1 1 Once Swell J- for fa - voured sin the tri - umph of ners His slain ; train : rzzci -r- i . r | lu - iah ! Christ ap J. J. p r ~r f pears on earth to reign 1 Every eye shall now behold Him Roued in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at nought and sold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the Tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Every island, sea, and mountain, Heaven and earth shall (lee away ; All who hate Him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day ; Come to judgment ! Come to judgment, come away ! Now Redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All His saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air ; Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! Yea, Amen ! let all adore Thee, High on Thine eternal throne : Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for Thine own; O, come cjuickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! C. ffi-j/ THE SECOND ADVENT. No. 172. Xorfc of merq> anfc of migbt DR. FILITZ. H3! : -& p p-p Lord of mer-cy and of might, Of mankind the life and light ; J j j ij Ma-ker, Teacher, In - fi - nite, Je A J. ^ hear and save ! _Q e>_ n - Who, when sin s primeval doom Gave creation to the tomb, Didst not scorn the Virgin s womb, Jesu, hear and save ! Strong Creator ! Saviour mild ! Humbled to a mortal Child, Captive, beaten, bound, reviled, Jesu, hear and save ! Throned above celestial things Borne aloft on angels wings, Lord of lords, and King of kings, Jesu, hear and save ! Soon to come to earth again, Judge of angels, Judge of men, Hear us now, and hear us then, Jesu, hear and save ! Bishop Heber. o 194 tHE SECOND ADVENT. No. 173. Xoofc, \>e saints, is glorious. (FIRST TUNE.) f LI Arr. by GEO. C. STEBBINS. 2 I fpf c > i I / I I " / / x V Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious; See the "Man of sorrows" now, From the fight re-turn vie - to-rious : Ev - ry knee to Him shall bow ! j$+ j i-jUf^J-^ i 5 1 1 * Tl ~ -T i CHORUS. 3=^3=2 -V-i-trzr^+i 5t==fe m I > I i I ^\ i \ Crown Him! crown Him! crown Him! crown Him! Crowns become the Victor s brow. 355 r r f ^--fr +.00 * r i * i , i 1 1 / 1 E ^~- V-^ r^ m ^ J razr^J * J : jzrzz^ng^i^ HTf y t Lf-^0 ? I jHffijzfcz: jrj^^ > r / ! i I % >^> ^ . Crown Him crown Him! crown Him! crown Him! Crowns become the Victor s brow Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him: Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him, crown Him : Crown the Saviour, King of kings. Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Saviour s claim ; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him, crown Him, Spread abroad the Victor s fame. Hark those bursts of acclamation ! Hark, those loud triumphant chords) Jesus takes the highest station O what joy the sight affords ! Crown Him. crown tfim, King of kings, and Lord of Lords ! T. Kelly. THE SECOND AfcVENT. 195 No. 173. Xoofc, ye saints, tbe sigbt is glorious. (Caldos. SECOND TUNE.) H. C. BANISTER. From the " National Book of Hymn Tunes, Chants and Kyries." I | p N Inserted by permission. Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious : See the Man of I I I A A A j i j i -_ f-j cd , rj -3-. . ^-J ^-! ry rt ^ @tZ2^ ^F^- i T Sor- rows now, From the fight re - turned vie tor - ious : i I i I -&- J J ife r Ev - "ry knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him, i I jcL .d. _ | JZL | ! F r ? ft* j Crown Him ; Crowns be come the Vic - tor s brow. m ~n r> i Crown the Saviour, angels crown Him ; Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him, crown Him ; Crown the Saviour King of kings. S nners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Saviour s claim ; Saints and angels crowd around Him, r . .. i . Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him, crown Him : Spread abroad the Victor s fame. Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! Hark, those loud triumphant chords ! Jesus takes the highest station : O, what joy the sight affords ! Crown Him, crown Him, King of kings, and Lord of lords I T. Kelly. PART XIIL GENERAL HYMNS. No. 174. was onl a fllMssing Sbeep, E. HUSBAND. jd=l p. ||JJVTJP i y y \ Twas on-ly a missing sheep, One out of the great wide fold; J: ly a missing she ANJ.J rggi i T ^r c g rn 1 r ^- X I FT Twas a wayward sheep & wild, And had wan - der d times un J J J.J^ E rrr rr s =r?-r T And what if it died a r~ told: the r--* ^P-ST-T;-;T i IX IX I I i * ir-| ^ x p moun-tain bare and bleak ? Twas on - ly a sheep that was lost, I U M ^~ii-zb hzzz^=^-[ ^=^i J 1 ANSWER. Which twere per-il and pain to seek. But the Shepherd answer d, " I , N N OENF.RAL HYMNS. I 97 ay ti + -- Jf- p. JE- f <y]/ ]/ \ |/, fe r T dim. call till it comes, & I ll bring it home, For I bought it on Cal-va -ry ! Twas only a silver coin ! The silver was mixed with dross ; And it seemed a worthless thing, And to lose it little loss ; There were nine brighter pieces left, That shone like the morning sun ; And why was there need still to search When the toils of the day were done ? Answer. But the Seeker said, " Though the coin be rough, And though rugged its edges be, It bears My image, I cannot rest Till My lost silver piece I see ! " Twas only a prodigal son 1 A wanderer far away ; Twas a sinner poor through sin, Getting poorer every day. And what if he had no friend ? And what if he had to roam ? Would such a wild prodigal son Be a loss in his Father s home ? Answer. " But though all condemn thee," the Father said, "Yet not I, for I came to save: I came to redeem thee from all thy sins, And to rescue thee from the grave." The message in Heaven was told ; Mid music of Angers-choirs, That a son was born anew By the Pentecostal Fires : The fatted calf was killed, The best of the robes was given, The lost one was rescued again, As a child of the Kingdom of Heav n. Chorus. Oh, rejoice ! rejoice ! for the dead one lives, And the sound of a welcome blest Is the foretarte sweet of the Angel-Land And the calm of the Endless Rest. Edward Huslaitd. 198 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 175. Gbe Sinner anfc tbe Song* As sung by Miss ADA ROSE. Inserted by request. SOLO. W. L. THOMPSON. (arr. by H. C. B.) 5 1. A sin- ner was wan- d ring at ev - en - 2. He stopped and list - ened to ev ry sweet :a <^ / ^ - 1 J . J J 1 1 h fe^ d -*- tide, His chord, He tempt - er was remember d the - J J watch - ing close time when he * ^ by at his once lov d his jp * J J -^T-* -1 9 -? * ^ " \ \ jtf ^ 1 |>-^ | - j _CJ 1 -j | . . . ^.LJLLJM j-^=P- side, In his heart raged a bat - tie for right a-gainst Lord. Come on ! says the tempter, come on with the zf GENERAL HYMNS. 199 \ Jf= ^n 1 wrong, But hark 1 from the church he hears a sweet song : throng, But hark ! from the church a - gain swells the song : QUARTET. -4rft=\ I i I I ! I ill I I I M 1. Je - su, lov - er of my soul, Let me to Thy bo-som fly, 2. While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high. .J. J ^ j J. _j_J_ _J_ J J J I I . 3 * C* "^ i r f^-Pr-V^^ SOLO. s^ 3d*: 3. Oh, tempter, de - part, I have serv d thee too long ! I fly to the \ . \ J I~~^J I i ~T ^ = i Sav-iour, He dwells in that song. O Lord, can it be that a *E5 200 GENERAL HYMNS. j . ^=f^^ : f^^^TT^~\~^ sin-ner like me, May find a sweet re-fuge by coming to Thee ? 3 = U=g S r l^fl QUARTET. f 2= fT 2 ~i^ i -/^T Oth - er ref-uge have I none, Hangsmyhelpless soul on Thee m H SOLO. ^ I I come, Lord, I come : Thou lt for - give the dark past, And a SZS -t.* Lr QUARTET. * (Y. t re - ceive my soul at last. J. P GENERAL HYMNS. 201 No. 176. Callcfc to tbe feast b tbe Iking. E. S. LOKENZ. Called to the feast by the King are we, Sit-ting, per-haps, where His e -*-.-- ! (Sb I j I I . s b J N N peo-ple be; How will it fare, then, with theeand me, When the King comes 2rtL=t=p- CHORUS. =F=T^r ^r - *-v= w&^ ^ =t in? When the King comes in, brother, When the King comes in 1 N -ri rt I N-J-- J- V J- -J- -J-. 5 How will it fare with thee and me, When the King comes in? fei I I Crowns on the head where the thorns had been, Glorified He who once died for men ; Splendid the vision before us then, Like lightning s flash will that instant [and foe, show Things hidden long from both friend Just what we are, everyone will know, When the King comes in ? I When the King comes in. Joyful His eye shall on each one rest, Who is in white wedding garments dressed ; Ah, well for us if we stand the test, When the King comes in. -J. E. Landor. GENERAL HYMNS. No. 177. Ibe fcnows the bitter, wear\> wap. E. S. LORENZ, arr. by H. C. B. ^ 3 ~ m * V I f * r ? r f- r-? , , r He knows the bit - ter, wea - ry way, The end - less striv-ing "TTT x day by day, The souls that weep, the souls that pray-He knows it > I -*-- > s I M > J *= r _q J-F^ ^ ^c knows it all, The bit - ter, wea- ry way ; Oh, souls that weep, oh, souls that pray He knows it > J _N J >J- ~ J.- -J. all. He knows how hard the fight has been, The clouds that come our lives between, The wounds the world has never seen He knows it all. He knows when, faint and worn, we sink, How deep the pain, how near the brink Of dark despair we pause and shrink He knows it all. He knows ! oh thought so full of bliss ! For though on earth our joys we miss We still can bear it, feeling this, He knows it all- Anon. GENERAL HYMNS. 203 No. 178 b ! come to tbe merciful Saviour. (FIRST TUNE. Suitable for a Solo.} JiJj Jlgj E. HUSBAND. i r^ Oh ! come to the mer - ci - ful Sa-viour who calls you, Oh ! come to the <^* ^j f* *^ ^"^ i^ r -* i i ^ ^~^ . Q^. ^ Lord who for gives and for- gets ; Though dark be the for-tune on earth that be - fals you, There s a bright home a - bove where the sun ne ver sets. I Oh, come then to Jesus, whose arms are extended To fold His dear children in closest embrace ; Oh, come, for your exile will shortly be ended, And Jesus will show you His beautiful Face. Then come to the Saviour, whose mercy grows brighter The longer you look at the depth of His love ; And fear not ! tis Jesus ! and life s cares grow lighter As you think of the home and the glory above. Have you sinned as none else in the world have before you ? Are you blacker than all other creatures in guilt ? Oh, fear not, and doubt not ! the mother who bore you Loves you less than the Saviour whose blood you have spilt. Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story Of suffering and sorrow, of guilt and of shame ; For the pardon of sin is the crown of His glory, And the joy of our Lord to be true to His Name. F. W, Fabfr, 2O4 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 178. b come to UK merciful Saviour. (SECOND TONE.) M: PORTOGALLO. ^3Efe^E r Oh come to the mer - ci - ful Sa - viour who Si I- m =& ^is# & calls you, Oh come to the Lord III I III who for m pj=^ : ^ i r i r~r gives and for - gets ; Tho dark be the for - tune on =LJ-JL =^ t=l= r ^ earth that be - fals you, There s a bright home a C^J J^. J-J J_^ ^ GENERAL HYMNS. 205 bove W X where the sun i "-=:-^ i r* ex m i bright home a - bove where the sun ne - ver sets. Oh come then to Jesus, whose arms are extended ; To fold His dear children in closest embrace ; Oh come, for your exile will shortly be ended, And Jesus will show you His beautiful Face. Then come to the Saviour, whose mercy grows brighter The longer you look at the depth of His love ; And fear not ! tis Jesus ! and life s cares grow lighter As you think of the home and the glory above. Have you sinned as none else in the world have before you ? Are you blacker than all other creatures in guilt ? Oh fear not, and doubt not ! the mother who bore you Loves you less than the Saviour whose Blood you have spilt. Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story Of suffering and sorrow, of guilt and of shame ; For the pardon of sin is the crown of His glory, And the joy of our Lord to be true to His Name. / , \V. Faber. 206 No. 179. What sball it profit me b? an& b? ? irrfFTttrrJ J 1 j j -T r? f T rrrr& g 5 . PT ii; What shall it pro-fit me by and by ? O, what shall it pro-fit me fS^SfeSISl [SI SfS^XfS, * TJ r.j^^j ztt r J j^J r^j\ ^^ ^ .I * * *r* r ? * r-r-r-f-* ^ U- I/ > I/ p P^l Pl^l/!/!/^ 1 / then? Whether my pathway on earth was bright, Whether it led me thro* > u :> ^ V \ V ^ ^ V V dark or light, Un - der a grey or a gold - en sky, f=f CHORUS. ? When Hoc* back on it by and by? i- What shall it pro-fit me y 2,3. Thus shall it pro-fit me ^^^^^sJ[^J \NP> ^_* ; * .* g l\wj \~ ^ 1 g g ; What shall it *To 2nd and 3rd verses sing, " Thus shall it profit me then! GENERAL ttVMNS. 507 f > J N J N J* J* then ? . . . What shall it pro - fit me then ! . . . Thus shall it pro - fit me ,-v. L J J J J , J J J-X 1 1 then? . . . then! . . . IS IS S 1 -* 9 r |^b b b p g r f~^1 \r ^~P P 5 1 F !? V ?~ m m m m ^ \ pro - fit me then ? What shall it / ^" pro - fit me then ? t- When I look back on it by and by, Oh, what shall it profit me then ? When I look back on it by and by, Oh, thus shall it profit me then ? What shall it profit me by and by ? Oh, what shall it profit me then ? Whether in weariness, toil, or pain, I have been striving my home to gain, Striving, not questioning how or why If I but rest with Him by and by ? What shall it profit me by and by ? Oh, what sLull it profit me then ? If I have answered the heavenly call, Trusted in God as my " all in all," I shall be welcomed to dwell on high Dwell with the ransomed ones by and by. . /. Vail> 208 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 180. <5ot> be witb $ou till we meet again ! W. v G.JOMER v _f t < ft ^f 1 h h fc fc k / bK"T i> IS IS r\ r\ 1 1 =3"" j. j jv j j- f ( v P 7 U A m J 1 * m Z m m W / i 4 4 4 - m P P P P P j r * r r r r r r f p r > x > x > x x x xx 1 I God be with you till we meet a- gain ! By Hiscounselsguide,up iS iS IS IS N ^Vfe r g * r * * T ! r * f r r ITE IT -1 .XXX X X- j^=j^ s hold you, With His sheep se cure - ly fold you ^^ ">t-( if b- 1 f\ n u ct 1 zzfs J T- K^- . ~^l CP " ^ 5 - "2~ (J _| i II t/ ? C X f P *P P ^- 9 XX T 1 God be with you till we meet a gain ! J . r* J. ./ / 4 J J ^fe r~^~r r r s *~ CHORUS. T-irg+r^i Till we meet! Till we meet! Till we Till we meetl Till we meet a - gain ! _^jvJ_J^J_ - 9 p p i V^t GENERAL HYMNS. 209 meet at Je sus feet ; Till we meet! Till we Till we meet! Till we meet 1 Till we JaJf irt 5^ w 9 i i>i>i . . . r meet ! God be with you till we meet a - gain, meet a - gain 1 ill S N v ft. J J J t r ; f f t r c It I < * God be with you till we meet again \ "Neath His wings securely hide you, Daily manna still provide you ; God be with you till we meet again \ God be with you till we meet again . When life s perils thick confound you, Put His loving arms around you : God be with you till we meet again 1 God be with you till we meet again ! Keep love s banner floating o er you, Smite death s threat ning wave before you ; God be with you till we meet again ! /. E. Rankin. V 210 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 181. re0tle00 t 5 soul. HUBERT P. MAIN. rr O my rest-less, long-ing soul, Who thy wand rings will control? s -J3J i 3 rrr^ Who will cleanse and make thee whole ? Je-sus, on - ly Je sus. I J*J J I J J I J I I CHORUS. ^ _^^- frW^ rrr r Where for re - fuge can I fly ? Who will hear my plain-tive cry? r pp Who my wants will sa - tis - fy ? Je - sus, on - ly Je sus ! ^^ II.! I -^ <^3- fo): S m F Friends that smile when skies are clear, Friends whose genial tones I hear, May desert when clouds appear ; There s no friend like Jesus. Earthly hopes though bright they seem, Flash with but a meteor beam ; Vanish like a fleeting dream ; There s no hope but Jesus. Cease repining, heart, be still, Meekly learn thy Saviour s will ; He thy aching void will fill ; Leave it all with Jesus. Grace J. Frances. GENERAL HYMNS. 211 No. 182. bou art ooincj fortb front tbis bouse. SOLO (after Mission Service). Very tenderly. F. C. SPURR. irJ 4 _abr: Thou art go- ing forth from this house to- night, The ; u_,._ p* . drifacvzE- a ~ iz=4 "1 J: Bg ^/ Fipir-* ^ L -5 j- thoughtless world to meet ; Sia is wait - ing there with its m. J f 2 - -&- m __ 4_ / tempting light. To lure away thy feet. We have called to thee in the 212 GENERAL HYMNS. Sav-iour s name, On our hearts thy soul we bear. Ere thou turnest a-way from the altar s flame, Oh, seek thy God in pray r. r^ -*- ^ i | rit. I J-J Thou art going forth from this house to-night, Doubt may be o er thy way ; Lurid fires of evil are burning bright, To lead thee far astray. By the memories sweet of a mother s name, And a father s watchful care, Ere thou turnest away from the altar s flame. Oh, seek thy God in prayer. Ere thou goest forth from this house to-night, On Jesu s Name believe, Here alone the glow of the heavenly light That shines not to deceive. For the sake, oh, then, of Immanuel s Name, And the love His cross did bear, Ere thou turnest away from the altar s flame, Oh, seek thy God in prayer. 5". GENERAL HYMNS. 213 No. 183. Gbere te a fountain ftlleb witb bloofc. Old Melody. * ^-g-r^r 11 I / X There is a fountain rill d with blood,Drawn from Im-manuel s veins, F | r; s v ^-,. i\ v i i And sinners plung d be-neath that flood Lose all their guil - ty stains. REFRAIN. f f ?- i ^ X I f I do be-lieve, I will be-lieve,That Je - sus died for me ; II That on the Cross He shed His blood, From sin to set me free. J- i^^^iU The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in His day ; And there may I, though vile as he. Wash all my sins away. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious Blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed Church of God Be saved, to sin no more. i E er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I ll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. W, Cowper. 214 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 184. a few more \>eara sball roll, Old Melody harmonized by H. C. BANISTER. ? pn , i .1 i . ii ^-e-j^rj- ?. 9 F j_ t-W - 3=1-^= 1 5E rr^ff r A few more years shall I^F^ J ^ T r roll, A i rt 4 /"3 tj f . r - r r few more sea- sons ^Mi 1 :ome, And we shall be with those that rest A-sIeep with-in the tomb : JU J J E^E5 Oh, wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins a - way. J. J.. ,NJ J J J J J J S J i ^^-, i 90-^0 i g ~*~;r^ * i *~ J^ * y A few more suns snail set O er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime : Then, oh, my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more : Then, oh, my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. A few more struggles here, A few more partings o er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more : Then, oh, my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day ; Oh, wash me in Thy precions Blood And take my sins away. Tis but a little while, And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with Him may reign : Then, oh, my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day ; Oh, wash me in Thy prec ous Blood, And take my sins away. Horatitts Bonar GENERAL HYMS S. No. 185. Grust in tbc loving ne. From "Hymns for Homes." F. G. LADDS. -- -0- i I f / I I Trust in the lov - ing One, Je - sus thy Friend, Who Jill N I J J I t^x I I -- J J m . m m -0- -0- ^ rf j |-J-^ ^~*~f~=p I F ^* i s 1U * lov - eth thee al - ways, And loves to the end. I J 1 J^ ^ I 1 J J -0- -f- 0- -0- -0- -0- -4- -4- -0 ^= i i i r ?* ^<- i Trust in the dy - ing One : A tone- ment He made ; The J- J J -ate = -J- i t==F=F=f i i i wrath lie hath borne, Thy debt He has paid J. J- J +^- -0 ft: r r i^rr-r-^ Trust in the risen One, Mighty to save ; For He will destroy Both death and the grave. Trust the ascended One, Seated on high, Through Him to the Father Alone we draw nigh. Trust in the living One, None can thee sever From Him who was dead, But now liveth for ever. Trust in the coming One, Coming for thee, Soon with Him in glory Safe home shalt thou be. 21(1 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 186. tell me there are m -J r r i g -e>- tx A \ They tell me there are dan-gers In the path my feet must ^ J. J J. I I I -J S -^ J J. J. M ?l=iib3tS P g J J ^^-F^ET \-r-V-f IX I ^gr p i i -r T T "- i ! I tread, But they cannot seetheglo-ry That is shining round my head. ^ CHORUS. 5^5 Oh 1 tis Je - sus leads my foot-steps, He has made my heart His N fe I I I - N -^ J J I i^l m wm r - - rr r- For I would not dare to journey Thro the wide wide world alone. J-^ They tell me life has trials, And the fairest hopes will flee, But I trust my all to Jesus, For I know He cares for me. Oh 1 tis Jesus, &c. I know my heart is sinful, And my love is all too small, But with Jesus arms around me, I shall win and conquer all. Oh ! tis Jesus, &c. GENERAL HYMNS. 217 No. 187. 3c0u0 10 waiting to save W. J. KlRKPATRICK. S f ^ ? r Je-sus is waiting to save you, Bring Him your burden of sin ; Knock at the portals of mer-cy, Je-sus will welcome you in. g^ 1 -fr b i> Lrf !> !> v y v CHORUS. *-i-J- pjqt Jl^J^J^ IvJ -U-l I II Stay not ! Stay not 1 Faith-ful His promise and true ; U ///^n: I v /I Stay not ! Stay not ! Now there is par -don for you. h lay not ! btay noi Jr3- rJJ Come when the morning is brightest, Come in the springtide of youth ; Come in the vigor of manhood, Drink at the Fountain of Truth. Come and the Saviour will give you, Life and its pleasures untold ; Come and His mercy will keep you, Guarded and safe in His fold. Come for the moments are flying, Corne ere they vanish away ; Trust not the dawn of to-morrow, Jesus is waiting to-day. H, E. Blair. 218 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 188. Sweet IRest at Ibome. I I Plantation Melody. O er Jordan s dark and stormy riv- er :JV S Lies heav n s fair shore ; *L There joy shall fill the soul for ev - er, -fj- CHORUS. . Safe at home, at home with Jc - sus, Nev- er more to roam J . J> J-J-J ^ J Oh, how the cares of earth grow lig J h v J" h liB-Hi There, streets of gold and walls of jasper, Within the gates ; There, homes prepared by our dear Master, Each ransomed soul awaits. Dear loved ones who have gone before us, Wait for us there ! To loving arms will God restore us, And in their bliss we ll share. Then full of faith, we ll lay our sorrow At Jesus feet ; And in the bright and heavenly morrow, Loved ones the saved ones meet. GRNRRAL HYMNS. No. 190. Softl\> 8tno tbc sweet wort) Jesus. (SECOND TUNE.) Tenderly and slowly. Llanthony Monastery Music |(T\ Vj ^ ^ 5 ll * vy Pi" * r r Soft ly ,, J J r r r r sing the sweet word <> -fl D \ r tjp Je - sus, For tis J J J 1 /^ * p p * i P if. P II (w # / r P .. m d I N^-T* ly cj r r II .. . _ ^ m r- l full of love and rest ; And the ve - ry Name of 1 ! -J-^M-J- It fills, it hfls-that nan oJ j .LwiU * r "*t Th "" now - Lord Tesus Make haste, make haste ; tis not too full for thec. Yet there is room ! still open stands the gate, The gate of love : it is not yet too late. Pass in ! pass in ! that banquet is for thee ; That cup of everlasting love is free. All heaven is there ; all joy ! go in ! go in ! The angels beckon thee the prize to win. Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call : Come, lingerer, come ; enter that festal hall. Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom : Then the last low, long cry, " No room ! no room ! " No room ! no room ! Oh, woful cry ! " No room ! " Horatius Bonar. 222 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 191. Wlbat means tbis eaoer, anyious tbrono ? T. E. PERKINS. 53=^ ?r=)- > i rsij j^t=ju^i jx-pRf A= H IT 1 ? * - -* r^+^+^t a TT^TT^^^ =5=*f=Ff ! *p What means this ea - ger, anx-iousthrong,\Vhich moves with bu - sy ,1 \S I haste a- long These wondrous gatherings day by day ? What J. J> J. >J>jJ SJ ^ I N H ~f g 1 g U T ^ I E^ k I ^ means this strange cornmo-tion,pray ? In accents hush d the throng re-ply, :t2Zi^=^ ^ *=-- * ^ P ? * ^~^ ix i x i ^ "Je - sus of Na - zar-eth pass - eth by." In accents hush d the GENERAL HYMNS. 223 Who is this Jesus ? Why should He The city move so mightily ? A passing stranger, has He skill To move the multitude at will ? Again the stirring tones reply, "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." Jesus ! tis He who once below Man s pathway trod, mid pain and woe ; And burdened ones, where er He came, Brought out their sick, and deaf, and lame. The blind rejoiced to hear the cry, "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." Again He comes ! From place to place I lis holy footprints we can trace ; lie pauseth at our threshold nay, He enters condescends to stay. Shall we not gladly raise the cry " Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." Ho ! all ye heavy-laden, come ! Here s pardon, comfort, rest, and home ; Ye wanderers from a Father s face, Return, accept His proffered grace ; Ye tempted ones, there s refuge nigh : "Jesus of Nazareth passeth by." But if you still His call refuse, And all His wondrous love abuse, Soon will He sadly from you turn, Your bitter prayer for pardon spurn. " Too late ! too late ! " will be the cry : "Jesus of Nazareth has passed by" Miss Campbell. 214 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 192. sinner, lift the e\>e of faitb. From MENDELSSOHN S St. Paul. r ~f p O sin ner, lift the eye of faith, ^-y 2 i " ^ -j- i I n I -4 J I ivj i. To true re - pen-tance turn - ing ; Be - think thee of the r -+- F I _ . _, curse of sin, Its aw - ful guilt dis I I I -en- 4W -*2- -&- ~&- -cr 3P#&- -c*- cern ing ; Up on the Cru - ci - fied One look, A*L GENERAL HYMNS. 225 None ever knew such pain before, Such infinite affliction ; None ever felt a grief like His In that dread crucifixion : For us He bare those bitter throes, For us those agonizing woes In oft renewed infliction. O sinner, mark, and ponder well Sin s awful devastation ; Think what a sacrifice it cost To purchase thy salvation ; Had Jesus never bled and died, Then what could thee and all betide But fearful condemnation ? Lord, give us grace to flee from sin, And Satan s wiles ensnaring, And from that everlasting woe, For evil ones preparing. Jesu, we thank Thee, and entreat To rest for ever at Thy feet, Thy heavenly glory sharing. From the Latin tr. by J. M. Neale (altd.) Q 226 GENRRAI, HYMNS. No. 193. 3 gave flDp life for tbee, (Hippo.-) F. C. SPURR. I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed ! ! I i I I I I 2 <d._oL __a.- r^^TTJ f^F That Thou might s! ransom d be, And quicken d from the dead. I gave My life for thee ; What hast thou given for Me ? I spent long years for thee In weariness and woe, That an eternity Of joy thou mightest know ! I spent long years for thee ; Hast thou spent one for me ? I suffered much for thee, More than thy tongue can tell, Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell ; I suffered much for thee ! What canst thou bear for Me ? And I have brought to thee, Down from My home above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and my love : Great gifts I brought to thee ; What hast thou brought to Me ? Oh, let thy life be given, Thy years for Me be spent, World fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent ; Bring thou thy worthless all, Follow thy Saviour s call. F. R, Havergal. GENERAL HYMNS. 227 No. 194. 3 was watering anfc wear?. Oratory Tune Book, ETiCTTJE^B^^^^ x x ~f x ]^ i f~T xx i 11 " x I*~T I was wan-der-ing and vvea-ry, When my Sa-viour came un - *- X X f r ?=F = - to me ; for trie ways of sin grew drea - ry, And the world had ceas d to woo me ; And I thought I heard Him 1 CHORUS. J|J. n\i J say, As He came a - long His way, O ward ring souls, come " near me ; My sheep should ne - ver fear me ; I 228 GENERAL HYMNS. *=t Ff^ r am the Shep-herd true ! I am the Shep-herd true 1 i^T At first I would not hearken, And put off till the morrow ; But life began to darken, And I was sick with sorrow ; And I thought I heard Him say, As He came along His way, Oh, wandering souls, come near Me, &c. At last I stopped to listen, His voice could not deceive me ! I saw His kind eye glisten, So anxious to relieve me ; And I thought I heard Him say, As He came along His way, Oh, wandering souls, come near Me, &c. He took me on His shoulder, And tenderly He kissed me ; He bade my love be bolder, And said how He had missed me ; And I m sure I heard Him say, As He went along His way, Oh, wandering souls, come near Me, &c. I thought His love would weaken, As more and more He knew me ; But it burneth like a beacon, And its light and heat go through me ; And I ever hear Hiip say, As He goes along His way, Oh, wandering souls, come near Me, &c. Let us do, then, dearest brothers ! What will best and longest please us, Follow not the ways of others, But trust ourselves to Jesus ; We shall ever hear Him say, As He goes along His way, Oh, wandering souls, come near Me, &c. F. W. Faber. GENERAL HYMNS. 229 No. 195. Souls of men ! will e scatter ? (St. Mabyn. FIRST TUNE.) ARTHUR H. BROWN. Ill ouls of men! why will ye scatter Like a crowd of frightened sheep ? I I I I .d..GLcL_d_ -J- -J-g- r tf P-* ^ i **O <*^J x^_ ^ TT ?^ T r* ^^ <-x ^ ^t -V^f-rTF Fool-ish hearts! why will ye wander From a love so true and deep ? All > fj U ^^ff-^-v =P= ^ ^ Was there ever kindest shepherd Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Saviour, who would have us Come and gather round His feet ? There s a wideness in God s mercy, Like the wideness of the sea ; There s a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty. There is plentiful redemption In the Blood that has been shed ; There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. Pining souls ! come nearer Jesus, And, oh, come not doubting thus, But with faith that trusts more bravely His huge tenderness for us. If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word ; And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord. F. W. Fader. 230 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 195. Souls of men, wb will $e scatter? (SECOND TUNE.) Oratory Tune Book. fe^t a i m . I Souls of men, why will ye scat-ter Like a crowd of frightened sheep ? i ^^ ^0-^-0- ? ed sheep =i i- p J_^J J I I EEj-jjhz^zE^gEg r*t^r f r=r r^ i Fool - ish hearts ! why will ye wan - der From a love true and deep? a*fg=; =Sm= SE^ H-Vr-f^rr -^^rd ^zra: ?2= Was there e ver kind - est Shep-herd Half so gen - tie half so sweet ^ J - J .J J + J- -. -d- ^li J-^^H As the Sa-viour, Who would have u*> Come and ga ther round His Feet. i 1 There s a wideness in God s mercy, Like the wideness of the sea : There s a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty. There is plentiful redemption In the Blood that has been shed There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the head. Pining souls ! come And, oh, come not doubting thus, But with faith that trusts more bravely His huge tenderness for us. If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word ! And cur lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lor J. F. W. Fabcr. GENERAL HYMNS. 231 No. 196. IRnochincj, ftnocfctng ! wbo 10 there ? With feeling. GEO. F. ROOT. jyr-^jzg^s^pE^^^^E ~Tt \j i^ i* f* f ^. ^. rf. X X X X II Knocking, knocking ! who is there ? Waiting, waiting, is Js J\ J\ J. J. J N ,\ Js /s E oh, how fair 1 LJ_J Tis a Pil - grim, strange and king - ly, jS JS I X !v I ! t=*===&=L-b ^ Knocking, knocking; slill lie s there; Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair ; But the door is hard to open, For the weeds and ivy-vine, With their dark and clinging tendrils, Ever round the hinges twine. Knocking, knocking what ! still there ? Waiting, waiting, grand and fair ; Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh, And beneath the crowned hair Beam the patient eyes, so tender, Of thy Saviour waiting there. Harriett B. Stowe 6 G. F. Root. 232 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 197. 3e0u0 calls us ; o er the tumult (Tripoli.} F. C. SPURR. -rf- r i I f I I il T je-sus calls us ; o er the tumult Of our life s wild, restless sea, ., j i *L; J- j jj j-j- j -^ :~. ^ . . Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian,fol- low Me. As of old Apostles heard it By the Galilean lake, Turned from home, and toil, and kindred, Leaving all for His dear sake. Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world s golden store, From each idol that would keep us, Saying, " Christian, love Me more." In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, mid cares and pleasures, " Christian, love Me more than these." Jesus calls us ; by Thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thy obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all. C. F. Alexander. GENERAL HYMNS. 233 No. 198 3c0u0 calls to tbee In merq?. (Bullinger.) E. W. BULLINGER. I I II I sin. See 1 the door of grace is o - pen, En - ter in. I J.h^ J -J ^ ^j.^J rftr-J ^-J- 22: Countless as the stars for number, Tho" thy sins may be, Yet He calls in tenderest accents- " Come to Me." Tho thy sin has firmly bound thet, Blighted all thy life, One sweet word of power from Jesus Ends the strife. Tossed about with wind and tempest On the stormy seas : Tell it, Jesus hear Him quickly Whisper "Peace." Driven on by angry passion, Almost to despair, Come, poor soul, and rest in Jesus- Trust Him here. None who ever trusted Jesus Found Him false or weak, Multitudes His glorious praises Gladly speak. Response T\s enough ! O Lord, I trust Thee Now with all my guilt ; Take me as I am and use me As Thou wilt./: C. Spur*. 234 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 199. anfc momenta quicfcl\> fl\>, (St. Sylvester.) Rev. J. B. DYKES, Mus. Doc. in stow tune. .a- | |s | |_ r-t 1 t" I j r . I AJ. J-/ X XVi-O| iA /III I I > x i I ! kj I / i i Days and moments quickly fly - ing Blend the living with the dead ; ^^H=^^^~^M ^^^=^ i i : I j^- II f ^T f 7" "^ / i i i 5 -r i i i i \ v\ i i Soon will you and I be ly - ing Each within his narrc Soon our souls to God Who gave them, Will have sped their rapid flight : Able now by grace to save them, Oh, that while we can we might 1 Jesu, Infinite Redeemer, Maker of this mighty frame, After the last verse only. Teach, oh, teach us to remember What we are and whence we came ; Whence we came, and whither wending ; Soon we must through darkness go, To inherit bliss unending, Or eternity of woe. E. Caswall,from the Latin. TT PP Life pass-eth Death draweth l J near, Keep us, good Lord, l < TTT Till Thou ap - pear, With Thee to live, In Thee to die ; rp tip- With Thee to reign thro e - ter GENERAL HYMNS. No. 200. Gbe glittering light of earty fcawn. (Ellatombe.) KOCHER S Zionharfe. The glitt ring light of ear - ly dawn Dis- pels the shades of night; A-A. A A Xg.. =SEB] I ^J I ^ Once more the Gift of God has come, And brought us pleasant light. CHORUS. Keep us,Lord Je- sus, near Thy side, As this bright day steals on, And may Thy love in us L^i i a - bide, Thy will by us be done. Urive out the darkness from our minds, Flood us with Light of life ; Oh, garrison our every thought With peace that ends all strife. From all the artful traps and snares Set by our ghostly foes, Keep us, O Lord ! and guide our steps . May we in Thee repose. And more than all ! may we not grieve Thy sacred heart of love ; But help us, Lord, to copy Thee, And at Thy bidding move. And mid the din of earthly strife, Let Thy still voice be heard Silencing evei y rising fear, Directing at Thy word. So will this earth-life be like heaven, And pain be charmed away ; And earth s long night shall break at length In everlasting day. F. C. Sfurr. 236 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 201. Ibusb, nt Soul ! (Austria.} , , HAYDN. r-Q-. = <r 1 r-rH 1 ^ n-^J 1 -+ hi 4p ?-H-l 1 ^ F f -< i* j j : ^ + ^f- = F= = f F * F *9--^ " F 1 F Hush, my soul, what Voice is plead-ing? Thou canst feel its Who is this that speaks so gent - ly In this so - lemn . J : / J- J- J. J- J J J- J- fto: ,>: --* * *-|f-* m *- 5Z r?~ i 1^*1 *n 1 NSj 1 1 1 BS; 3 ^ J j J : H^ _J f J J -P-y- _* ^- -ii * 2 - * 2 J 1 1 C i r if-r LrY si - lent power ; 1 4(0 . ^*" ,./ . /i"! eve-ninghour? } "Stay.poor sin - ner ; life is fleet - ing, ^ h j ^ j. j. jn , j. j. jn , 1* ^F Ml * * J * J ? F p ^ir^^ ^ F i r-O- 1 1 1-1- J ^ S j "j w * * ^ i " * ^ ^ J J ^ [] ^ J L| And thy soul is da | | * J r r "^ > r rk with - in ; Wilt thou wait till L^ J. : J J J &^ = -* ! * " f ^ II i > i r 1 H ? F r i r 5= ^ 1 M H_J : r u j I s - i^ i 1 IS > y ^ ^ J J u i~ /JJ J JJ| 1 1 M SE f - f p ft u_i ^ r z--m ^ cj i P 1 i rrfr f^rP out - er dark- ness Close in gloom thy life of sin ? w ^t ? F * sai .. / Hark ! it is a Voice of sweetness, Tenderly it speaks, and true ! Dark and sad, yet strangely yearning For a peace I never knew, Half inclined to slay and listen, Half inclined to go away, Still I linger, for it whispers " Harden not thy heart to-day ! What is this that steals upon me ? Can it be that at my side, In His Own mysterious Presence, Stands the Wondrous Crucified ? " Why, poor sinner, wilt thou linger? I am waiting to forgive ; See the meaning of these Wound-prints ; I have died, that thou may st live ! " Hush, my soul ! it is thy Saviour ; And He seeks His lost one now I He is waiting ; flee not from Him, Venture near, before Him bow. Tell thy sins ; He will forgive thee; And He will not love thee less : For the human Heart of Jesus Overflows with tenderness. Canon Lcsttr. GENERAL HYMNS. 237 No. 202. 16Ie00eb be tbe fountain. II. S. PERKINS. mtmn nf hlnnil T/-> o ,,....11 f " - m Bless-ed be the Fountain of blood, To a world of sinners re vealed ; Bless - ed be the dear Son of God : On - ly by His stripes we are healed. Tho I ve wan-der d far from ^^=n^ fold, Bring - ing to my heart pain and woe, . Wash me in the Blood of the Lamb.And I shall be whit-er than snow. GENERAL HYMNS. CHORUS. Whit - - - er than the snow, . . . Whit - > - er ^^J^M^FJgSfeB^ - p> p-^-E=*^- =* G 5 n-^-Jj-g t^*-*-^ Whiter than thesnow, whiter thanthesnow,whiterthanthesnow, than the snow ; . . . . Wash me in the Blood of the whit-er than the snow ; Wash me in the Blood of the 4--*^-r p-^-P ^=^;--g-F=^z=^^ And I shall be whit - er than snow, . . ,r#. . ., i h-1 . > ] m |i f . ~ lj_ij=g==^zfc it: =,^^=1-^^=}=^ ^T^TXTTW^^ w,thar dbL Lamb, of the Lamb, And I shall be whit - er than snow.than snow. * i Thorny was the crown that He wore, And the cross His body o ercame ; Grievous were the sorrows He bore, But He suffered thus not in vain. May I to that Fountain be led, Made to cleanse my sins here below ; Wash me in the Blood that He shed, And I shall be whiter than snow. Father, I have wandered from Thee, Often has my heart gone astray ; Crimson do my sins seem to me Water cannot wash them away. Jesus, to that Fountain of Thine, Leaning on Thy promise I go ; Cleanse me by Thy washing divine, And I shall be whiter than snow. E. R. Latta. GENERAL HYMNS. 239 No. 203. Hsbameb of Gbee ! bearcat Xorfc. tdJ (Me.Ifo iibe.) 5^ SAMUEL WEBBE. =B i i r r i , _ ^ Ashamed of Thee! O dearest Lord, I marvel how such wrong can be p^mrt/m^ji ^g3^1=g|ggia=SgB:g ^rrr^rrr^ TTr-rrrfr 11 And yet how oft in deed and word Have I been found ashamed of Thee ! J ! i I i ! J J j J l J J i _^_* *____* ^ -- J J * ^_ Ashamed of Thee ! my King, my God, Who soughtest me with wondrous love, Whose feet the way of sorrows trod, To bring me to Thy home above. Ashamed of Thee ! of that blest Name Which speaks of mercy full and free ! Nay, Lord, be this my only >liame, That I have been ashamed of Thee. Ashamed of Thee ! Whose love divine Was not ashamed of our lost race, But even this cold heart of mine Doth make Thy home and dwelling-place. Ashamed of Thee ! O Lord, I pray This cruel wrong no more may be : And in Thy last great Advent- day, Oh, be not Thou ashamed of me \W. W. How. 240 GENERAL HYMNS. No. 204. -p -K i t 3e0u0, wben tbe morning. v r*i_s. i 1 , , * r> ^ C. c. CASE. * 1 r I tfcfi j 3 4 J * i i 1 r J J i f H ac v p z * m * m 4. m * 4 p p IT* r * r * V Je - sus J. J ^ f i i r v u c^ , when the morn-ing Brings a - no - ther ^-J- J^J.-^-- J- J"J. J* ((>J.; (-j * * * f 1 \ ^p a / r - f r ^ P P m -^=4- T 1 1 i H P-T fr- ,v g *-b 1 (< 3^^ K H Err 1~* J N 1^=^-1 1 if NpP 1- -p- P- J - * r j ^ g *" f 1 ii t m M ic ^ i* ^ !> !> ^ * ^ P i i Je - sus, when the eve - ning J ^ J3 / - . -U- />^\ ^ * i ^ ^ Wings the light a way. K s 2 5 i ^ i ; i r^ -* I * -* F ^ F- f^rH 3 CHORUS. ^ T ^ a Frtr 1 I j . J . H Pi F ^^T^ * \ * . - fr j* j LJ g^- ^ i ^ ^ t, i Je - sus, on ly Je - sus, Day ... by day, . . . (() _ p rf[ ^^i> M m f i gu j J* I V \ V Y^\ V Je- sus on - ly, yes, Je - sus day by day, ,H N r^N J^i J M w-i^ i fe b^ J g i * z -* F F - 1 E= J-^-^- Li 1 .^, 1 . 1 V *-J > Je - sus, on - ly J- J>J- J" V / 1 Je - sus, Tis Je - sus all the way. J . J (W*i f ~ lz r~ r . ~^ ^_ ^_ <L 1 -^ . Jesus, when we labor, At our duty s call, Jesus, when the tempter, Seeks to make us Tall. " 1 > 1 X Jesus, in the sunshine When the heart is glad, Jesus, in the shadow When the heart is sad. Jesus, when the angel Softly bids us come, Jesus, through the valley Leading to His home. GENERAL HYMNS. 2 4 I No. 205. (Bather them in. May be sung as Solo and Chorus. Ga - ther them in ! for there yet is room At the ^dk^ T ^ -*--*: !& ,* f ff f *-&-T-U-0-*-L0 *-!* *=i 0f-L \VV\\\ k / k k I I k p d ; Oh, ga-ther them in I let His ^ IS IS ps . | is K, -;-n-J J-r- J J-A-J J J J-, y v =JE ^ ^TTTt house be filled, And the hun-gry and poor be fed. II i k CHORUS. ^ lr \ Go then and tell them, Go and com - pel them, _J_.__J JVJ_ J _J_ J ._^ i J > J ^S^^^pi^a^El-^p^r^^^^^ l I r ! I 242 GENERAL HYMNS. And out of the woe and the mire of . ^i^^-J^-J^pfezj r-r^^=f=^r=f=: ^^=fczizj=^=y^fcs=^^^JL^&ibzgz =E*IZ -(.- ?- ^ -T f- . f^J- -*= sin Gather them in, I Gather them in 1 for yet there is room ; But our hearts how they throb with pain To think of the many who slight the call| That may never be heard again. Gather them in ! for there yet is room } Tis a message from God above } Oh ! gather them in to the fold of grace* And the home of the Saviour s love. Crosby and BnrtoKi GENERAL HYMNS. No. 206. not Gcvnigbt ? IRA D. SANKEY. BE 5^ P E -g g c r -TTT r u , v. Oh, do not let the Word de - part, Nor close thine X X fcr^i eyes a-gainst the light ; Poor sin - ner, hard - en not thy ? V i? x" V^ x ^H heart : Thou wouldst be saved Why not to - night 1 ^_ ^ CHORUS. izi=r^=s Why not to - night J Why not to - night ? Thou wouldst be I IS |S >. j^^^gEEjg^^E 1^=* tHT 244 GENERAL HYMNS. saved Why not to - night ? Why not to - night ? Why not to I g=jTP i/ -3T k^-v-F night ? Thou wouldst be saved Why not to night ? fe To-morrow s sun may never rise, To bless thy long deluded sight ; This is the time ! oh, then, be wise ! Thou wouldst be saved Why not to-night r The world has nothing left to give- It has no new, no pure delight : Oh, try the life which Christians live ; Thou wouldst be saved Why not to-night ? Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite ; Then be the work of grace begun 1 Thou wouldst be saved Why not to-night ? Mrs. Reed, GENERAL HYMNS. No. 207. Ibarfc, m soul ! it is the Xorfc. (Si. Bees.} Rev. J. B. DvixES, Mus. Doc. - Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ; Tis thy Saviour, hear His Word ; je-sus speaks, and speaks to thee," Say, poor sinner, lov st thou Me?" :^r^=p^-^-(|=^=^=:r3-p-^fp :: .-gz^ H-t \==\\ I 1 |F I I | cU " I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. " Can a woman s tender care Cease towards the child she bare ? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. " Thou shall see My glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of My Throne shall be ; Say, poor sinner, lov st thou Me ? " Lord, it is my chief complaint Thai my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love Thee, and adore ; Oh, for grace to love Thee more. W. Co-wper. 246 GKNfcRAL HYMNS. No. 208. Bringing in the Sheaves ! fcS^ Air. frum GEO. A. MINER. -> S N fe_! L -0 m J-v- m 0- f a^ Sow- ing in the morn - ing, sow- ing seeds of kind - ness, rijvh fcj J_ 9 r~* ~ g ^ :^=P=P^=F=^^hf~f~f~ V ~* ~~K I? t? P I k b k 5" S- S = rrr=i Sow - ing in the noon - tide and the dew - y eves J> -J> J>- -J 85 -^ i x fs h x , E3^^^^^^ t? t? I? p I -; ^33^ _ _i^ 1 ^_ j 1 ^=?=^S=J=: J" ^ y pi Wait- ing for the har - vest, IX J." .J. J?V -J- 3ES and the time of reap - ing, S N v ti - ing, N ^ > JS J We shall come re - joic T ^ i/ ^ ing, bring- ing in the sheaves \ =- s s %=* ~-fi=? m GENERAL HYMNS, 247 REFRAIN. / / I / Bringing in thesheaves,bringinginthesheaves,Weshall comere joic- ing, . J* ! > 1 s f^ M -0- -fS- -0- -0- -0- -0- -0- -0- u/ time. ==*. ftS m * ^=f ~V 7 7 \ I ^ f ^ bring - ing in the sheaves 1 bring - ing in Repeat pp. ==&=3=\\ ~Ei=5=iJI :n ^=0=fr. :il-^ ^=^ the sheaves 1 LU Sowing in the sunshint, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter s chilling breeze : By and by the harvest, and the labour ended, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves 1 Go then ever, weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves : When our weeping s over, He will bid us welcome, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves ! K. 243 GENfcRAL HYMNS. No. 209. munc Dimittls. For the dose of Evening Service. PARISIAN TONE. LORD, now lettest Thou Thy servant de | part in | peace : II according to Thy | word. For mine | eyes | have seen : II Thy | | | salvation. Which Thou | hast | prepared ; II before the | face of | all | people. To be a light | to lighten the | Gentiles : || and to be the glory | of Thy | people | Israel. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to the Holy Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be ; world without end. Amen. <~ c V <~ First Line of Hymn. 6 >-, bo & First Line of Hymn. * V SUO A few more years shall roll . . A sinner was wand ring at eventide 184 214 How blest, my Saviour, to repose How many sheep are straying 107 118 (" The sinner and the song ") . . 175 198 (" The Lost Sheep "J 165 jg. Abide with me ! 15 168 How sweet the name of Jesus Alleluia ! alleluia ! (" The strife is sounds 62 66 o er, the battle done ! ") 141 158 Hush ! let a stillness deep . . 144 162 All as God wills 79 86 Hush, my soul 20 1 236 All hail the power of Jesus name 137 154 Hushed was the evening hymn . . 138 155 All people that on earth 147 165 Are thy toils and woes increasing 81 88 I am Thine own, O Christ . . 3 31 Ashamed of Thee ! 203 2 39 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus . . 83 90 At even, ere the sun was set 59 62 I am waiting for the Saviour 25 26 At the name of Jesus 133 149 I hear Thy welcome voice 84 9 1 I heard the voice of Jesus say . . 53 Behold Me standing at the door . . 66 70 I gave My life for thee 193 226 Blessed be the fountain 202 237 I lift my heart to Thee 33 34 Blessed Jesu, far away 9 9 I love Thee, Lord most high 45 48 Blow the silver trumpet 159 1 80 I need Thee every hour 61 65 By Christ redeemed 168 189 I was wandering and weary. . 194 227 I ve wandered far from home 4 4 Call them in 157 177 In full and glad surrender . . 32 33 Ditto (Second Tune) 178 In the shadow of His wings. . 105 "5 Called to the feast by the King . . 176 2OI In these days when truth anc Christian, dost thou see them 125 I4O error (" Call the Roll ") .. .. 161 181 Come, every soul by sin oppressed Come, Lord, to earth again IOO 170 HO 191 Jesus calls to thee in mercy. . 198 233 Come, Thou everlasting Spirit . . "5 130 Jesus calls us ; o er the tumult . 197 212 Come to our poor nature s night . . 117 I 3 2 Jesus, gentlest Saviour 80 87 Come, with all thy sorrow 104 114 Jesus, I am resting 95 104 Come ye yourselves apart 70 75 Jesus, I will trust Thee 77 83 Crown Him with many crowns . . 132 148 Jesu, lover of my soul 49 52 Jesus is waiting to save you 187 217 Daily, daily sing the praises 149 167 Jesu, my Lord (" Jesus, I Thee Days and moments quickly fly . . 199 234 adore") 41 43 Dear Saviour, take my hand in Jesus, name of sweetness 63 67 Thine 128 143 Jesus, our risen, glorious Lord . 52 55 Jesu, speak to me in love no 125 Faith isa living powerfrom Heaven 68 73 Jesus, stand among us 131 M7 Far, far away in heathen darkness For Jesus sake 155 60 174 63 Jesus, still lead on Jesus, the very thought of Thee . 122 4 8 137 Si Friend of sinners, Lord of glory . . 139 156 Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts 58 61 Jesus, when the morning brings f *Kji *->^ another day 2O4 340 Go forward and fear not 205 127 241 142 Jesus, who for us didst bear 13 13 God be with you till we meet again God holds the key 180 69 208 74 Just as I am Ditto (Second Tune) . . . 8 7 94 95 God loved the world of sinners lost 86 93 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost 121 136 Knocking, knocking 196 231 Great God, what do I see and hear 169 190 Guide me, O Thou Great Jehoval 126 I4 1 Lead us ; O Father Like a river glorious 123 97 138 107 Hark, hark my soul 109 121 Lo ! He comes with clouds de Ditto (Second Tune) Hark, my soul, it is the Lord 2O7 123 245 scending _ Look, ye saints, the sight is glo 171 173 192 194 Hark, the voice of Jesus He knows the bitter, weary way Here from the world we turn Holy Spirit, come, we pray . . . Holy Spirit, faithful Guide . . . Holy Spirit, grieved and tried . 177 43 118 113 6 171 2O2 161 128 6 Ditto (Second Tune) . . . Lord, for to-morrow and its needs Lord, I believe a rest remains . Lord, I hear of showers of blessing Lord, in this Thy mercy s day . 90 15 29 195 98 15 3 I Holy Spirit, Truth Divine . . . Holy Father, Thou hast spoken . in 16 126 16 Lord Jesus, I long .. Lord Jesu, think on me 17 72 77 INDEX. First Line of Hymn. Lord, now lettest Thou Thy ser vant depart (" Nunc Dimittis ") Lord of mercy and of might Lord, speak to me Lord, Thy children guide and keep Lost one, wandering on in sadness Love Divine, all loves excelling . . Loved with everlasting love. . Loving Saviour, Thou art calling More holiness give me More love to Thee, O Christ My faith looks up to Thee . . My God, I love Thee My God, my Saviour My heart is resting, O my God . . My heart, O God, be wholly Thine My gracious Lord My Saviour, Thou hast offered . . My sins, my Saviour My spirit, soul, and body Not what I am, O Lord Now in a song of grateful praise Now thank we all our God . . O Christ, what burdens. . O God ! Thy power . . OG >d of truth .. .. ... O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me O jesu ! Lord most rnerciful O Jesus, I have promised . . O Lamb of God O Light of light, shine in . . O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart . . O Lord, " with one accord " O love, that wilt not let me go O Love, who formedst me . . O my restless, longing soul . . O my Saviour O Saviour, I have nought to plead O Saviour, precious Saviour O sinner, lift the eye of faith O Thou that hearest prayer . . O Thou to Whom we pray . . Oh come, Creator Spirit Oh come to the merciful Saviour Ditto (Second Tune) Oh ! Comfort to the dreary . . Oh 1 for a heart to praise my God Oh ! do not let the word depart ("Why not to-night?") .. .. Oh, safe to the rock Oh ! the bitter shame and sorrow Ditto (Second Tune,) . . Oh 1 what shall I do to be saved O er Jordan s dark and stormy river (" Sweet rest at home"). . On Thee my heart is resting Only one prayer to-day Only Thee, my soul s Redeemer. . Only to know that the path I tread Onward 1 upward ! homeward 1 . Pass me not, O gentle Saviour . Peace, perfect peace Pray, always pray 193 179 144 09 60 97 117 28 54 53 57 I JO 163 176 35 in 3 79 35 39 47 2IU 9 131 *S 34 203 204 "3 3 243 101 40 41 218 105 10 56 J45 183 27 108 First Line of Hymn. Rescue the perishing Revive Thy work, O Lord Rock of Ages, cleft for me Saviour, again to Thy dear name Saviour, I follow on Saviour, in this accepted day Saviour most loving Saviour, like a shepherd lead us. . Saviour, Thy dying love Search me, O God ....... Seek ye first not earthly pleasure Serve the Lord with gladness Ditto (Second 1 une) . . Shew me myself, O holy Lord . Simply trusting every day .. Sinful, sighing to be blest . . . Sing a hymn to Jesus ..... Softly sing the sweet word Jesus Ditto (Second Tune) Soldiers of Zion Souls of men, why will ye scatter ? Ditto (Second Tune) ; . Sowing in the morning ("Bringin in the sheaves ") ...... Spirit blest, Who art adored Stand up ! stand up for Jesus nging Take me, O my Father Take my life, and let it be . . Ditto (Second Tune) . . Take the world, but give me Jesus Take Thou my hand and lead me The glittering light of early dawn The Spirit) O sinner ...... The strife is o er, the battle done There is a fountain ........ Thine Thine for ever ...... They tell me there are dangers . . Thou art going forth ...... Though often here we re weary . . Thou hidden Source of calm repose Through the night of doubt and sorrow ............ Ditto (Second Tune) . . . . Tis sunlight on the r ea To-day Thy mercy calls me To God be the glory ...... Trust in the loving One . . . . Twas only a missing sheep Unfurl the Christian standard . . Walking with Thee ....... We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God .............. We have heard the joyful sound . . Weary of earth ...... What means this eager, anxious throng ............ What shall it profit me by and by When I survey the wondrous Cross When morning gilds the skies When the world is brightest With harps and with viols . . Yet there is room ......