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O I how in love my heart did melt, WU8ING8 OP It^eems to me Ijet shall preach To sinners big and smaN ; God can raake me able to teach ihe Jew, gentile and a!J. On the Trinity. Glory be to Father and Son AndHoIySpint-threeinone. One God but one fn pe^ons three, O holy, blessed Trinity. Glory be to the Father God Who gave his Son to shed his blood i ^ ^ash away all our vile sin, That we, in his sight, might be clean. GloiybetoChrisUhebWdlamb, Who d,d descend and came beW, To save us sinners from endless woe. Glory bet* the holy dove VnK,m Christ doth send down from above. To be our leader and our guide Having him we need none beside. Glory be to the Holy Three— Three persons, but of God but one W holy blessed mystery. Three-one Father, Spirit and Sod. UNCLE JAKE. Til* PMurL tlive me the pearl— ah, give it me. The sweet pearl of great price,— The Pearl that died on Calvary, To make my soul rejoice. That Pearl— Jesus the bless'd Lamb, That gave Himself for me— And Jesus is the great I Am, He gives mo liberty. That liberty may I ne*er use, As some are apt to do; Never Jesus commands abuse, But His precepts pursue. God gave us Christ; oh, what a pearl: His only blessed Son ; O, let our hearts around Christ curl, For He hath all things done. That pearl, if ours, can ne'er be lost, But ever «hall abide; Little we know what it did cost; But this we know— He died. Lore. [Composed fop Miss B. P., of N. B J Love is the theme that lasses love; All other subjecia far above. MUSINGS OP I blame them not, for I do too, In perfect love a beauty view. But perfect love alone doth flow From Christ above to us below; And if we are what wo profe-s, ' We've cover'd Christ's righteousness. The love of Ood is passing strange, And often it my mind doth range. That God would send his only Son To die for sins that we hare done. 0, God is love; I know it well; And Christ alone doth save from hell; But what it costs, I cannot tell ; Jesus bought me— Immanuel. ' Hove; but still my love is small, WhUst I stay on this earthly ball; But this I know, that when I die ' In love I'll reign with Christ on high II I Am Weary. I am weary, I long for rest. But little here I find. By sin and sorrow I am press'd, Which doth corrode my rnind. fi less. m helJ; UNCIB JAKE. I am weary, it niiikes me loDg To leave this ePTth of care, I long to sing Moses' sweet song In regions bri/^ht and fair. I am weary, I know Vm weak, But here no rest I find. For I do long, Jesus to seek) 'lis he that fills my mind. I am weary, but Jesus can Fill my poor soul with love ; Looking to Christ is the best plan, All other plans above. I am weary, but soon expect To leave this earth of sin. If I am one of God's elect, In God's sight I am clean. gt. Prayer Meetlns Mlglit. Saturday night has come again And we're met together, I trust it will not be in vain, For Jesus 's our brother. In Jesus' name, let us pray, And to him let us sing, He is the truth, he is the way, Our Prophet, Priest and King. ■j'P'l- 8 MUSINGS OP L«Jt night at church, my wul was fed vvim manna from above* ! how I pittied sinners deld, Thej knew not what is love. l>^.t we who have been born again, Cantelltoflinnereall. The way to flee from endless pain And get above the fall. P<>or sinners Jook to Christ alone, ,J>ro other name is given; Ifwebehevewhathehasdone V^e re sure to go to heaven. Co.p.e.an.Sa„,,uH„,s..,.e.Sc.oo,,,ec....... I iong to leave; I want to go To regions bright and fair; For here I find much sin and woe i'am, sickness, and despair. ' I long to leave and go above; I wish not here to stay; I want to go where all is love In realms of perfect day. ' 'AnVfl'Jr''^"^'^^P^«^«' ^orGodhassav'dmebyhigrace^ In Jesus I delight. ^ UNCLE JAKE. I long to leave — indeed I do. For this is not my home; I long to leave, and Jesus view In ray bless'd home to come. I long to leave and go to rest, Beyond this earth of care; 1 long to be among the bless'd, Jesus' sweet love to share. 9 HewBlrtli. 0, I bless God that I can tell, And know when I was born ; 0, once I was afraid of hell ; With grief my heart was torn. But now I long to leave this earth, For love doth fill my soul; For since I've got a new birth, Christ's love on me doth roll. 0, God is good: He sent His Son To this poor earth of ours, And died for sins that we have done To make us pure as flowers. When Adam did from Eden fall. He ruin'd all his race, But Jesus came to save us all By God'a sovereign grace. 10 MCSmcS OF I lOT9 Jesu^-O, yes I do- And what I write, I k„o^;,,; F~m Christ I ae'er shall p.,,. I Love Jesua. iWeJesu., forhedidcome To provide for n.e a sweet hom;, ^fiove and not despair. I Wa Jesus, for ho cVid die To save my sin sick souJ ; Soon w:^th him I shall dweli on high Where peace doth ever roll. ^^T'J''\\^<^i^rny friend, ^n him I do confide ; He loves his own unto the end, in hjm we all abide. I love Jesus, for he is God, He gave himself for me, ^y sm sick soul to free. I love Jesu«, for he is good, He daily doth provide A^ll^ °^« '"y oarthlj food, And heavenly beside. UNCLE JAKE. Trust in Jesus. Trust in Jesus, for he did come From heaven above, his blessed home, To save poor man from gilt and shame; If not sav'd man's alone to blame. Trust in Jesus, God's only son, Who died foi sins that v^ lave done; For when he died upon the tree, "Twas done for our iniquity. Trust in Jesus and you will find. Ease of conscience, true peace of mind; True happiness our souls do need, From Christ alone it doth proceed. Trust in Jesup, God's blessed son, Who hath for us all things well done, And if we do on him depend We're sure of an Almighty friend. Trust in Jesus, and we shall be Bless'd in time and eternity. None from Christ our souls can sever, Once in Christ in Christ forever. 11 Hope. I hope in Christ, and so I find Much happiness and peace of mind; 12 I ill MUSINGS OP "« Shed bis precious blood. Il.opei„cb™t,tbal*benIdie I ««.gn with him beyond tbeskv- I hope in Christ and love him too • ThesonofM.rywasa.re„j ^• i hope in Christ: He!, m„ And once in nk • f , "^ P'^P* onoe in Chnst, there shall stop. I hope in Christ, whilst here below Therefore to Him I-m sure toT' To region, bright, in realms aW^ InoMelernalsceneoflore <"««« (Tnut) ^'<»8d,n time and eternity; p™'"''f Christ will save „s all P~m what we got in Adam's f^ UNCLE JAKE. Trust in Jesus, God's only Son, Who hath for us all things well dene; Then the Father, can us behold, More pure than silver, yea, than gold. Trust in Jesus, for He is God ; For us He shed His precious blood ; For us He died upon the tree. To set our souls at liberty. Trust in Jesus; He gives us all We need on this f 3rrestial ball ; He gives us clothes, and likewise food. And every bleasing that is good. Trust in Jesus, our righteousness; He gives us all that we possess; He gives us life, and peace and joy ; Then let us long to meet on high. 18 Rock of Ages. Rock of Ages, sweet Lamb of God, I know that I am thine,- For thou didst shed thy precious blood- Jesus, Thou must be mine. Rock of Ages, in thee alone, I find airthal I need ^ Thou didst all my vile sins atone, On thee I daily f-cd. H MUSINGS OP Bock of Affoa ;««^' Tn 1 ff' ^^""^ ^y heart To Jove thee n)08t sincere J^or ever frnm ♦!> "^<»re, I OnPiittli. The 8>ft of God aio„. ^ ' And plac. it o„ ii, ^^ '"»• I-ie John we lean noon ... v Sweet pe««^-th„„jP«~». J^romourrighteoueneMwel^ B»' Christ lone erpi!;.'" **""' t.i:1 UNCLE JAKE. Faith in Chnst is all we need, As lorg as we are here; As on our journey we proceed, We shall have naught to fear. Faith in Christ will keep us up Until we go above; Christ did for us empty the cup, That we may dwell in love. 15 Sampson. I feel this morn as if I were Like Sampson, shorn of all my hair; For when Delilah cut it oflF, Loudly the Philistines did scoff. But when his hair again grew out, He had much strength there is no doubt; So I, a poet, this morn feel For Jesus but a littJe zeal. But, looking up, I'm sure to find In Christ a little peace of mind ; And so this morn I'll strive to write Of him in whom I take delight. Jesus, the name all names above The Saviour, Christ, my God, I love; For He did come, my soul to save From hell, from death, and from the grave. 16 MUSINGS OP W.thChr„t above, among the bWd. And a.og a song that hath „o end • I»s'ght of Christ, the sinners' fatd Hope. IH^lhatldolovetheLord. f°y'''"'yg"M«.ItateHisword- ii"Pf*'«^°'y Saviour love ' All other good far, far above. 1 hope Ishal) to Christ prove true ForJesua wa, an humble Jew ' I hope I shall be useful yet. Although now I'm but a poet. I hope that I may tell to aU How Father Adam got hfs fall; I hope, likewise, that I may tel How smners may be kept from hell. I hope that I may useful be, Slnvmg to live in poverty: ThatIcanfeelforothe«'piin. I hope to leave this earth in peace- Prom.aUself.rigl.teoua.essto't^'. 1 hope that when I come to die My soul will soar to Christ on high UNGL£ JAKE. Poverty. I am not poor, but rich, indeed; For daily I on Jesus feed ; Jesus, the true bread from heaven came To save my soul from guilt and shame. Can I be poor with such a prop. My murmurings^then let me stop, And rejoice in Christ who did give, His precious life that I might live. His blood he shed upon the tree. To set my seal at liberty; No reason have I to complain, And if I da 'tis all in vain. 'Tis right that we should passive be, Travelling to eternity ; All trials with patience endure — Knowing the words of Christ as sure. Tribulations here you will find, But in me peace and ease of mind ; Tlien let us look to God's bless'd Son, Who"saves eacL, c?ll and every one 17 Betblelieai'B Star The sweet star of Bethlehem came To light this earth of ours, 18 MUSINGS OP ^A"^H?Tr"^''^«""^«»d shame, And make him pure as flowen,. ' The star of Bethlehem is God And God's only bWd Son'; He shed for us his precious bIood>« God and the Star are one. ^^'I^^'^^'^^P^^^ thy lore, iiiat I may ^^orship thee, ,And by my actions erer prove Aly heart's sincerity. 0/ Blessed Star, do thou in-.part i hy grace to make me walk And wholly love thee with my 'heart. And sweetly of thee talk. .'may my soul, bWd Star on thee Alone for help rely, ' For thou didst die, that I might be Bless'd with thee on high Snow storm. I love to see the snow flakes fair It IS a pretty sight , • But I love not a sudden squall, AS It doth me affright. UNCLE JAKE. I have to travel day by day, Though the winds may blow; I have no home where I can stay, But travel in the snow. Sometimes the storm rages most high : It mattero not to me; I then look up beyond the sky, And there my home I see. All things are best for mortal man, If he but knew the same ; All things are ordered by God*s plan ; To complain, 'tis a shame. Content, I'll strive always to be, Let winds and storms arise; Christ gave Himself, and died for me; Well may it mo suiprise. 19 8«lflsime8s, Decrease in self is what wo need : 'Tis self that blinds us all ; All sin, from self it doth proceed. Witness old Adam's fall. 'Twas selfishness that made Eve sin • She thought she would be wise ; But nought but trouble sb/^ did win When God she did de. .e. 20 MUSINGfi OP Saten 'tis true, did blind her eyes, When she the apple took, And she ma^e Adam to despise, (As writeen in God's Book. ) • Man by women are often told To do what is not right; Women, I know, are very bold : Poor man they oft affright. For sake of peace, man wiJl comply ' To anything almost ; She made Adam the apple try, By which his grace he lost. Tbe Lore of CML The love ofQod is passing strange, Few there are that know it. But oft my mind on it doth range. Yet I'm but a poet. Gc^^s Love was great, for be did send nis blessed Son below, To be the sinner's only friend To save from sin and woe. Jesus did come from regions bright, And left his Father's home, That we might dwell with him in light, — ° — "gi-tOin to come. UNCLE JAKF. All that's in Ohriat do love the Lord < Shall ever be most bless'd; God has given to man his word» That we may on it rest For in his word, Jesus we find, And he is all we need, For he doth purit) the mind As heav'nward we proceed . 91 On the Death of J. 8., Bon of N. B. My boy has gone, he's gone away. And left this world of ours; His soul is now in endless day, And pure as purest flowers. Although 'twas hard for me to part. And lose my only boy, Whom I did love with all my heart — My greatest earthly joy. But he is bless'd and dwells above, Why then should I be sad ; He is with Christ in perfect love. Indeed, I should be glad. For he has left this earth of care. And dwells in bliss divine, And O ! I long with him to share His Saviour's love and mine. %♦ 22 MUSINGS OP Jtet to him I oaD go 'T will be a sweet and happj home, Free from all ain and w^. ' A* J. A ••, 0. Soad In this wide world of sin and naio, ^earfnends do meet and part again. Here we meet changes day by dX' ^ Nor can we wish each other stay. But when we We this place of care And go and dwell with Jesus, ^re^' Sm or sorrow ne'er can come. 01 how I long for that bless'd home. When we get thei^,0, we shaU dwell In presence of Iramanuel— That blessed Saviour, who did die That we wuh him might reign on hfgh. I what a boon the Father gavo H« only Son our souls to save; The darhngofhis bosom came To save our souls from guilt and shame, 01 bWd Jesus, to thee I cry. ?'i thy merits alone rely pouati-ny Saviour and my God And thou didst save me by t^ybW. UNCLB JAKE. On the Death 0. B . V. 0. Ddar CharloB haa gone to regions bright ; He's left this world of care; He's now with Christ in endless light ; I wish that I were there. It pleas'd the Father, Charles to take From this vile earth of ours j To heaven above, for Jesus' sake, And make him pure as flowers. Where Charles does dwell, it is all love ; 0, how I long to go, And dwell with Him far, far above, Where love doth ever flow, Charles cannot come and dwell below, But we can go above ; His soul is now as white as snow, And dwells in perfect love. Then let us look to Christ alone, Who gave himself for us, And did our every sins atone — Holy, blessed Jesus. 23 At B.'s. R. 0. Here I sit me by a window, In hopes that I can write. I III! \\ h if ! 24 MUSINGS OP If the muses o're me do flow, I write with sweet delight.' Tm tir'd and have sat down to rest. Waiting for my dinner. Though bj aflJiction often press'd, I'm but a poor sinner. Where eVe I go, I'm sure to find What I do need to eat; God makes the people to me kind, Tis truth, let me repeat. From Monday morn till Saturday, No hunger do I feel, And for my food nought do I pay^ God increase my zeal. God's dealings I do plainly see Where e're I do wander Food and lodgings he doth give me, My love should be stronger. 'Jnistlng In Cbrist Believe, says Jesus, on my name, And I wiU save you from all shame And jf happy you wish to be, Place vour »fT'pr>t!Ana nii «ii v/U UiO, f( UNCLE JAKE. Dear Lamb of God, I own I sin, For I do feel unclean within ; But still I strain with all my might, Alone in thee to take delight. But if I thought that I could fall, My peace of mind — 'twould take it all. Keep me, bless'd God, thyself me keep, For I'm a siJly poor old sheep. I know I sin, but still I find In going to Christ ease of mind ; O I keep me Saviour by thy power In temptation's most fatal hour. For my trespasses I do crave, For thou alone my soul canst save; I still will look and cling to thee, Sweet Lamb of God that died for me* 25 Lonely My heart is sad ; I long to leave This world of sin and care; How day by day I do but grieve To go to Jesus where. I shall find what my soul doth need : A blissful resting place; Bleasings all from Jesus nroceed. For He's the God of grace. B 26 MUSINGS OF The moat of men do love this earth But 'tis not so with me ; ' For since I got a new birth, I'd rather be away. Sometimes I'm happy in my soul. At other times I'm sad; When Jesus' love on me doth roU, O, then I feel most glad. On this earth we do changes meet- Sometimes up— sometimes down; But when around God's mercy seat^ We'll wear a golden crown. V I ■Ifii ■■■n H^ ■ i On the DeatH or ifrt. 0. H. s. . Death has taken my friend away From this earth she has gone * Her soul is now in endless day, And dwells with Ood's dear Son* Fi^ years my friend did suffer pain. But now she is at rest ; I never knew her to complain; She's now among the blest. I mourn, but have no reason to» For she is bleas'd indeed ; And now her Saviour she can view* Whrt nn/>A f/\* Ita* AiA V.i J - ^'^ ivi i«vx UiU LflCCtl. UNCLE JAKE. I long again with her to meet On that fair peaceful shore; Like Mary, fail at Jesu^b feet, And him alone adoie. I soon shall go and meet my friend, For death to me will come ; I long, indeed, for my last end, That I may dwell at home. 27 A. B. KoO.. V. B.1 I am waiting for H. to come, I sit me hy the fire, In truth I have no pleasant home, Tet one I much desire. But this I. know, when I have done, With all things here below, I'll go and dwell with God's dear Son, "Where love doth ever flow. The time seems long, I do declare. But patient I must be, I long, sweet Jesus' love to share In perfect purity. Whilst I remain on earth below, Sin, I am sure to find, It causes me both grief and woe , II uwiii puiiuie loe mmu. MUSINGS OP But When death comes, then I shall go And -^weU in bliss above, \^^ere love divine shall ever flovr From Christ-the God of Love. Time I Jong for time with me to end, For time keeps me away From Jesus Christ, my only friend, I wish not here to stay. I long for time with me to cease. That I may happy be; I long for endless perfect peace In bless'd eternity. I long for time to flee away. That 1 may ever rest. With Jesus Christ in endless day, JNo more to be oppress'd. I long for time swiftly to flee. That I may go away, And dwell with him who died for me, And aU my debts did pay. I long for time swifUy to run, Soitmaysoonbeout; My hopes alone rest on God's Son He saves without a doabt. ' len I shall go % VQv flow of Love. end, Y friend, cease, ice day, i for me, Son, UNCLE JAKE. Jeans. I love Jesus, the Lamb of God, "Who came from heaven above. To earth below and shed his blood To prove to us his love. I love Jesus and so I ought, For he did die for me, 'Twas by his blood my soul was bought Upon the rugged tree. I lore Jesus, for he did die To redeem my poor soul That I might dwell with him on high. Where pleasures ever roll . I love Jesus, on him alone, I for help do depend. For he my sins did all atone— ! what a loving friend. I love Jesus with all my heart, To him I soon shaU go; From him I know I ne'er shall part. His love is ever true. I love Jesus because he came. And died the just for me ; If I love him not 'tis a shame. But it can never be. I love Jesus, ! yes I do. And shall unto the end. a» f s = ii ' HI i i F- fr 80 MUSINGS OP And what I write I know is true- For Jesus is my friend. I love Jesus, God's only Son, The soH of Mary too; The blessed Lamb— the holy one, Now what I write is true. I love Jesus, but not enough, I wish I loved him more, But filthy lucre and such stuff, I wish I could give o'er, I love Jesus, my God impart Thy grace that I may prove. That 1 love thee with all my heart. Thou God of perfect love. Time Time with me will soon run out, Then I shall go to rest. And dwell with Christ without a doubt Among the souls that's blest. Time with me I hope will end. That I may go away And dwell with Jesus, my best friend In one etemai day. true — one, ff, ■e. beart, ut, t a doubt t. friend. UNCLE JAKE. Time with me I hope 'a not long, For I desire t« go Above to aing Moses' sweet song, Where joys forever flow. Time with me does drag but slow, Tis wearisome to me; I'm in a hurry for to go Where all is purity. Time with me keeps me away From those I love most dear ^ My best friends are in endless day, When shall I there appear. tl "nie Jew I love the Jew, I do indeed. Of him I drink, on him I feed ; He gave himself for I and you The Son of Mary was a Jew. The Jews of old God's people were. And now we gentiles with them share An equal right, both I and you, The Son of Mary was a Jew. Dear Lamb of God to thee we sing. And hun\ble hearts we trust we bring, His precious blood saves I and you, The Son of Mary was a Jew. 92 MUSINGS OP High on the cross the Saviour died, To save our souls, 'twas naught beside; Then let us ever keep in view, The Son of Mary was a Jew. The Son of Mary is the Lord, 'Tis proved s'o bj God's Holy Word; Then let us keep Jesus in view, The Son of Mary was a Jew. Let us praise the Father who gave^ His only Son, our souls to save; The bless'd spirit let us pursue. The Son of Mary was a Jew. I Mourn I mourn, my Savior, for I find I'm prone to commit sin. In thee alone, true peace I find, ! make me pure and clean. I'm sure that I will have to fight As long as I live here; I'm sure that I in thee delight, may I never fear, That when by sin I am oppressed, To thee I quickly fly, For thou canst give me perfect rest ■TO":*u 4.1 1 1 .1 « TV uu. fcueo uoyona tne sKy. UNCLE JAKE. O ! may I go to thee alone, When sorrows do arise, For thou canst melt my heart of stone And dry my weeping eyep. My gratitude, Lord ! increase, May I depend on thee. For thou canst give me that true peace, For thou art Deity. n lime KilxiB, St. Uuejn I'sit on stone, and that of lime, To know if I can make a rhyme ; "What shall I say, what shall I write, This calm and lovely summer's night, The landscape now, as by me seen, Is beautiful — the trees are green ; The flowers bloom, all nature's gay, And yet my thoughts on earth can't stay. I think of one who died for me The blessed Lamb on Calvary ; The Lamb of God, he's now on high. But I shall see him by and by. I long to be with him above, Betimes my soul is filled with love; I long that time with me be o'er, That I may my JeeuB adore. nff-r 5^ ' MUSINGS OP That I may see him face to face, And thank him for his boundless grace And worship him without alloy In praises sweet and perfect joy, s .' ,1 The Vlrglng At death, my friends, we then shall find, Who have, or not, a renew'd mind; 'Tis the new birth, and that alone, That makes us with our Saviour one. Keep ever in your weak mind's view, The twenty-fifth chapter of Matthew ; There you will find what Jesus said About the living and the dead. Of ten virgins he doth relate, And tells us likewise of their fate; They alike did make profession. But five alone had possession. Five had grace or, oil in their lamps, The other five were merely scamps; They did profess alike, 'tis true, And appeared so to human view. But-when death came 'twas plainly seen. Five were not what they should have been. For when the cry of death was made, The debts of five were still unpaid. ce, % Jess grace, >y 7* ball find» Id; one. lew, lew lid lew; ^sBR ip8, 9; y seen, lave been, ide» UNCLE JAKE. Their sins, my friends, were not forgiven, And their souls were shut out of heaven. The five had oil, ah ! happy five. Your souls by Christ were kept alive. Why the five difler 'tis most plain, Christ for us all was truly shiiu, And if we will but Jesus trust, God will save us — indeed he must. The five did think themselves to save, But when they came near to their grave, They found that they would perish all. Then on the wise for oil did call.. The wise did answer plain enough, And taught the fools, though 'Iwas tough. That they had no more than would do. To carry them their journey through, And bade them go to him who sold, The best of oil as pure as gold ; And who sells oil or grace I say, But Jesud Christ, the truth, the way. Then let us to the Saviour go, His love for us doth ever flow. And when his spirit he doth give, Look to the cross and ever live. Alas I the foolish, they did try. But *twas too late, oil for to buy. 85 \ 86 MUSINOS OF Their hopes were gone, thej were too late. Like many a poor professor's sUte. Now, my dear friends, it is most sad, The most of men act as if mad, 1 Jesus came from regions bright That we might dwell in endless light. The way is clear, the way is plain, Then why should mortal man complain; Smners, be wise, read God's bless'd book, ^nd for ».alvation to Christ look. M n t 1 Hope I have a hope, when I do die, And leave this world of care. That I shall dwell with Christ on high. I wish that I were there. I have a hope that none can take, For God gave it to me, A hope that keeps me for Christ's sake In perfect liberty. I have a hope, both sure and fast, A hope of joy above, A hope that shall for ever last ' ^a. itvjTTJ VUSb S lUU OI love UNCLE JAKE. I have a hope that can't be lost, A hope that buoys me up, Though much that hope my Saviour cost, For me he drank the oup. 1 have a hope, I soon shall go And leave this earth behind ; A hope to escape pain and woe, And love to fill my mind. S7 Olirlat SaTM Alona Christ saves alone, for he doth give His bless'd spirit that we may live; His spirit guides us and we find In Christ alone true peace of mind. Christ saves alone. Ah ! yes, indeed. For he bestows all that we need; He gave his life, his blood he shed. To raise us sinners from the dead, Christ saves alone, it is a truth — He saves the aged and the youth ; And all that do on Jesus call. Are raised above old Adam's fall. Christ saves alone. Ah I who can tell What it did cost Immanuel, To leave the courts of bliss above, And die on earth to prove his love. 'fffT" i I I 1^ 38 MUSINGS OP Christ saves alone, for he is God, For man he shed his precious blood Upon Calvary's cursed tree, To set our souls at liberty. Christ saves alone, and ever will. His bless*d spirit he doth instill, To fill our hearte with peace aud love. And after deatb to dwell above. Camp Meeting Qround I sit under a poplar tree Waiting for the hour— -half-past seven. Then I shall hear, or perhaps see, One that will direct us to heav'n. Preaching will commence at that time, Which if all true 'twill delight me; I do love truth and I love rhyme, In both I see a great beauty. Truth to hear will a saint delight, For it will cheer him on his road ; And when I rhyme I feel most bright. It makes me think of Christ and God. I thank the Lord for what I am, A sinner saved by thy free grace, Procured for me by Christ the Lamb, jr owuaaip uxixy i. ue SF aisgrace . I UNCLE JAKE. If thine, bles8*d God, thy sons we are, Jesus is onr elder brother; Soon with our Saviour we shall share, That pure love that noi e can smother. 39 Prayer (By tbe Boadslde) Lord ! this mom, do thou impart, Knowledge and wisdom to my heart, That I may worship thee In purity, for thou art pure, Thy love likewise, shall e'er endure, Lord do thou keep me ! Thy goodness. Lord, is very great, Thou didst call i^e from nature's state And didst my sinti forgive When I from self did get away. And looked to Christ, the truth, the way. Thou bad'st me to live. And now, ! bless'd Lord, I'm alive, Though daily with sin I've to strive Until I go above, Lord I my love is getting strong, Do thou my gratitude prolong. And fill my soul with love. Ifff * If 40 MUSINGS OP Great God, thy lore is passing strange, Thy plan thou didst so full arrange, Thy son to send below To die, the just, such was tby plan, To save poor sinful wretched man, From misery and woe. At T.'a, Orarel Road "Where e'er I be, where e*er I go, I am but a poor sinner, I'm stopping now with friehd T — low, WaiUng for my dinner. A.nd day by day I am well fed. And when at night I rest, *Tis often in a feather bed. Thus constantly I'm bl^d. God makes the people kind to me, In him for all I trust, God's dealings I do plainly see — The holy and the just And for my soul the father gave, His oily Son to die, ' That by the shedding of his blood I'll reign with him on high. UNCLE JAEB. CbriBt did fulfil the holy law, And Justice satisfied ; The law he filled without a flaw, And Justice magnified. 41 On Peace of Ulsd We cannot have true peace of mind Unless we do pursue, The blessed Lamb who *s ever kind, To sinners such as you. In Jesus our minds do find rest, Though sin may us bother, When by sad care or sorrow press'd," Christ 's our elder brother. Then when we fee! our minds are sad, To Jesus let us go, For ho alone can make us glad, True joys from him do flow. Sin is the cause of all our woe, Of body and of mind. But Jesus came to let us know, True peace in him we find. So when our mind is ill at ease, To Jesus let us fly, Our troubled mind he soon wiU ease, And turn our pain to joy. 42 , ;«,; MUSINGS OF At Home (Ourden Rook) I Bit me down upon a rock, To meditate and muse, Of the great Shepherd of the flock, Whom oft I did abuse. Jesus, the Lamb of God did come, And left his throne above. That we in him might find a home, A home of perfect love. Great God, thy grace we do behold, ?» When Jesus thou didst send. More precious to us far than gold. Our everlasting friend, In Christ we find all we desire, In him alone we trust; Increase our love, our hearts inspire, Wholly to Jove the just. Glory be to the Holy Three— Three persons—God's but one; Glory be to the Deity- Father, Spirit, and Son, Longtng for Eeaven I want to go, I hate to stay vTv au m am and WOei UNCLE SAKE, I want to go to endless day, And leave this earth below. Here I do find but little rest, But often suffer pain ; "When shall I with Jesus be WessM, On Jordan's happy plain ? I want to go, for I do find But little comfort here; Guilt doth corrode my sinnsick mind, And ever will I fear. I want to go, indeed I do. Where sin no more can come ; I want to see and Jesus view, In my bless'd home to come, I want to go, and leave this ball Of vile impurity. That I may get above the fall To dwell in purity. I hate sin and yet practise it— *Ti8 strange and still most true ; I know I am a silly poet, But then, what can I do ? Well, I shall strive and strive most hard, To overcome vile sin ; Althousrh I am a villv Kord I do wish to be clean. 48 ■^ 44 MUSINGS 0^ The loTe of CM. (Riyer Side) I love the Lord, I speak the truth, But still my love is small, Twas not so with me when a youth, I had no love at all. I" I love the Lord, increase my love, 1 melt my stony heart, May I view Jesus now above. Thy spirit Lord impart. I love the Lord and ever will, May I to Jesus look; Thy spirit, Lord, do thou instil And guide me by thy book. I love the Lord for he is kind. His goodness I do see, For daily he doth fill my mind With love and purity. I love the Lprd, he doth bestow ■All my poor soul doth need; His spirit guides me where to go, On Christ alone to feed. I love the Lord, I have no dread That I shall ever fall, But shall live in Jesus my head. My Saviour and my all. UNCLE JAKE. 45 Henry p. Little Henry's body is cold It lies beneath the sod ; He was but nine months, nine months old, When his soul went to God. Happy infant, thy soul is bless'd. Around God's dazzling throne, And thou shalt there forever rest, But not always alone. For God will raise thy body too^ To meet thy soul above; 1 what a holy, blessed view, And dwell in perfect love. Henry, dear, we may feel thy loss: Our loss is thy bless'd gain. If we do look up to the cross, We Ul meet with thee again. We '11 meet thee, Henry, in thy home Thy home of perfect joy ; We long that sweet time to come. To meet thee, dear, on high. Henry, God did take thee away, From this vile earth of sin, To dwell with him in endless day. Where all is pure and clean. Hi 46 MUSINGS OF I Do Ft«l 8*4 I do feel sad, and well I may, Sin doth corrode my mind, To escape sin I know the way, Yet much of it I find. Some times I do fsel most happy. In mind mort cortented. And think I aJways so shall be By sin I'm prevented. For sin wiU come— unwelcome guest, And vex me on my way; By sin, my friends, I'm often press'd^ Though oft to Christ I pray. As long as we on earth remain, Temptations do arise Here we must sufier sin and pain, Nor need it us surprise. For when Jesus on earth did dwell, Satan did Jesus try, And tempted him— the imp of hell- Then why not you and I. As long as we on earth do stay, Satan will go about. And strive to vex us day by day— By Christ he 's put to rout. UNCLE JAKE* WeMutrigiit 47 We must fight against Baton's power. For he is going about, Seeking poor sinners to devour. But Christ will keep him out. Saton does strive with all his might. Poor sinners to procure; But Christ will put Satau to flight. In him we are secure. So, when Saton tempts let us fly. To the blessed bleeding Lamb, He intercedes for you and I, He is the gwat I Am. Temptotions here we oft will find, If rightly exercised, They will strengthen the human mind. By fools they are despised. Then to me let temptations come. They make my mind to fly, To that sweet place, that happy home Above, beyond the sky. Where I shall see my Saviour dear. Yes, see his shining face; Where all is love, there is no fear, Christ is the God of grace. 1 1 I' il i 48 MUSINGS OP Sabbt:ai Mora. (Blve r Bide) I sit me down upon a rook, Under a maple tree, And think of Christ and of his flock, For Jesus di 3d for me. Although I know rm week and small. Jesus did die for me, I'm sure that I shall never fall. In Christ I am made free. ' ,Jesu8 did die that I might live, Beyond this world of care; His blood he shed, his life did give That I with him might share— ' An endless life of bliss above Where there is no sorrow, Where all is peace, where aU is love Lord take me to-morrow. ' This world is fuU of guilt and sin. Here 's no abiding rest, Her« we see wuch that is unclean, Not so among the bless'd. Where Jeaus is, aU, all is pure, For fein can't enter in. And when I die I am most sure, I'll dwell among the clean. m e) is fiock, »nd small, 9, give, love, UNCLE JAKE. Ood'i Prleita ana Klnfi God's prieatfljand kings are only those, Who are born from above, Whom God in Christ did long since choose, Such was his boundless love. *T was love that made the father send His blessed Son below, To be our brother and our friend, And save from endless woe And all that are born from above, Are priests to our bless'd God, And Kings likewise, and prove their love, By doing good abroad. Then all that are born from above, Should labor to instil, And teach poor sinners for pure lovo^ To do their Maker's will. They all should strive, daily to preach. And let their light to shine, That by their actions they may teach The love of God divine. O I Jesus is our great Bishop, And we are priests and kings. For us the Saviour drank the cup— Our faith doth fly on wings. ' 41 II, "1 It' I 50 4 MUSINGS OP Camp Qronnd (Bluhop i.) I'm waiting to hear the Bishop preach, Vm sure he's able sinnera to teach, For he is old and experienced too, And knows enough to teach both I and you. On what subject he may preach I cant say, I trust 'twill be Christ, the truth and the way, For all other preaching I do despise. As it tends to blind the^poor sinner's eyes. But let me here tell of Christ the sweet Lamb Who was a poor Jew and the great I Am, ' Who alone saves sinnera, none other can, And salvation, my friend, is God's own plan. It was a great gift the father did give, His own dear Son, and in him wo do live, And Jesus is able, he has all power, To save a sinner in this blessed hour. • Then from all self, ! let us get away, And look to Jesus, the truth and the way, Then on Jesus, my friends, we all shall rest, Like the holy Johu, on the Saviour's breaat; And when we die, we shall see God's bless'd son. Who did atone for all the sins we've done, He's now at God's right hand far above, ' And we shall dwell with liim in a«ji i._. UNCLE JAKE. 51 At a. XoK. Beautiful sight when we can see By faith, the Lamb, on Calvary; Though mournful the sight may appear, Yet still the sight ought saints to cheer. Man's salvation, Christ for us bought, 'Twas by the cross that it was brought; The blood Christ shed upon the tree, Saves poor man's soul from misery. None can tell how much it did cost, Wheii God gave Christ to save the lost. All that are sav'd are sav''* alone, By what Jesus hath man done, Jesus saves sinners, one and all. From what they got in Adam''s fall ; All that we*v , got to do is look To God's great gift— his holy book. In it we read that Jesus died To save poor man, 'twas naught beside. And if on Christ we do depend. We're saved, for he is our best friend. On Christ alone then let us trust, He will keep us, he is the just, In him we live, in him we moW- And he will perfect us in love. ^ffl i 52 1 i i 1 i i i i [ 1 i 1 j 1 J r^ MUSINGS OP IVben siiaU I Go. When shall I go to regions bright, And leave this earth below ; When shall I dwell in endless light, Free from all care and woe. When shall I go and reign above Among that happy throng, And see Jesus in perfect love, And sing Moses* sweet song. When shall I go. Ah I tell me when, My Saviour I shall see, Who by his blood doth save all men» Froin their iniquity. When shall I go and dwell above— From this vile earth get free, For here I find but little love. But much impurity. When shall I go and be at rest, Where sin can never come, I long to be among the blest, 1 how I long for home. When shall I go, I cannot say, But this I know full well, I'd rather go than here to stay T ucrc aiu wiui me QOIQ. OWeil. UNCLE JAKE. Fraywr Heetbiff. (B. H. St. Maiy's) Another l^eek has roUed away, And we do meet here together, Td watch, to sing, and for to pray, In sight of our elder hrother. For Jdsus sees us as we are; He loves to give to those that ask, In answer to our fervent prayer, Which to us is a pleasing task. We ask of thee, bless'd God, this night. Thy Spirit's aid, that we may pray. And, in thy service, take delight To worship thee in purity. Great God, we know we're weak and small. And apt to stray from thee we love • Enable us in truth to call. Until thou dost take us above. May death to us be but a shade Our lives in Jesus swallow'd up; Ous sins on Jesus a!] were laid— He drank for us the bitter cup. Then, when we die, like John we'll rest In perfect bliss, without sorrow. And lean upon sweet Jesua' breast Bless God, may it be to-morrow. 58 § "<■ 54 MUSINGS OF ill Poverty. Some men haye silver, some have gold ; I envy none their lot; Give me riches that can't be told Those riches I have got. For when my sins God did forgive, I well do remember, And bade my sin-sick soul to live It was in December. TJie 'leventh day, one Sabbath morn. And just about sun rise, My sins were gone, my soul was born ; It did me much surprise. From the dead I was born alive, My soul was free from dread; It was in the year thirty-five, God rais'd me from the dead. And now I live and ever will; None can destroy my soul ; Demons nor men have not the skill My mind for to control. And when I die I'm sure to soar, And dwell with Christ above, And praise my Saviour, aild adore The G{\({ nf nArfA/tf l/vw/* UNCLE JAKE. 55 I feel mournful, I scarce can write, My poor wife is unwell, Outside it is a lovely night. My heart with grief doth swell. I do not know, perhaps my wife, May leave this earth of care ; Lord do thou preserve her life, Her cbndren's love to share. To ^ . , bless'd God, all things are plain, Naught can be hid from thee; 1 grant her freedom from all pain, ' From sickness make her free. But if her days will soon expire, And she must go to rest, O may she have but one desire, To be among the blessM. Her peace, God I I trust is made, Withthee,0 holy God; Her sins, I trust, by Jesus paid, Her soul made white with blood, Lord I have mercy and protect, My wife and children dear. Am not I one of ♦.hina «!««* 1 make my life less drear. 1 1 p i,, 1 ^ MUSINGS OP Kmmt CMavwy Hount Oalvary in Palestice, My mind on it does run, Jesua died there — my Saviour; mine, And God's only bless'd Son. Mount Calvary ia a high hill, And there the Saviour died, To satisfy the Father's will, And man to save beside. ' Mount Calvary— Ah I who can tell What Jesus suffered there, To save man from a wretched hell. And make of him an heir. Mount Calvaiy once saw a sight That none can see again ; They crucified the Lord of light, To save poor man from pain. Mount Calvary—Ah! what a places They Shed the Saviour's blood, And Jesus died— what a disgrace-- That man might dwell with God, Mount Calvary and what it cost, We'll ever k6ep in sight, There Christ shed his blood for tihe lost That they may dwell in Kght. UNOLB JAKB. m BedempUoii Redeemed by blood, 1 glorioui new^, Both for tbo Gentiles and the Jews. For Jeeua died that both might be, Blees'd with him eternally. Redeemed by blood, what a price The Saviour paid; let us rejoice. And thank the Lord that he did die, That we might dwell with him oa high. Redeem'd by blood upon the cross, To cleanse poor man from sinful dross. The Savior died and shed his blood. To make man pure in sight of God. Redeem'd by blood. Ah I who can tel), How much it cost Immanuel. None can tell the amount it cost, The bless'd Saviour to save the lost. Redeem'd by blood, we're sure to rest With Jesus Christ among the biess'd, In that biess'd home of peace and joy Where sin no longer can annoy. Redeem'd by Wood, beautiful sight Poor Sinners rob'd in robes of light; ThoUOrh ntlAA ftlAV WAVA Avtll mw^A ..~.t. {3 — — ~—j ,r-vf^ a.tsti.x ^sxijk UwSvJQ Now they are spotless— free from sin. ^S MUSINGS OP Kedeem'd by blood, IVe ease of mind. True peace in Jesus I do find, For now I know, and am most sure, My soul in Christ shall e'er endure. Kedeem'd by blood we cannot fall If once in Christ he saves us all ; None can be lost for he is God. For us he shed his precious blood. Redeem'd by blood so freely shed, To save poor sinners from the dead. And we in God's sigh, are but r Tie, Who trust alone in God's dear son. Redeem'd by blood, w. soon shall be Dwelling in sight of Deity; For Christ is God as w 1 as man. And Redemption is God's own pkn. Redeem'd by blood we soon go home. Though long the time may seem to come; But this we know, we're sure to dwell. With Jesus Christ— Immanuel. Redeem'd by blood, we soon shall rest In heaven above, among the blesa'd; Then let us long to be away. To dwell with Christ in endless ^ay. UNCLE JAKE. 5^^ Wben SliaU Z leave When shall I leave this earthly place, And go and rest above, For I am eav'd by God's free grace, Christ is the God of Love. When shall I leave, for I do long, To go and be at rest, Where I shall sing Moses' sweet song, Among the souh that's bless'd- When shall I leave, I hate to stay, Where tin corrodes my mind ; I vant to go to endless day, Where all I need I'll find. When shall I leave, I long to go, From self and sin get free. For whilst I remain here below, I do lack liberty. When shall I leave, true freedom'find. With Jesus Christ above, For heaven alone can fill my mind, I long for perfect love. When shall I leave, I cannot tell, Tet of this I am sure, I soon shall go, and with Christ dwell. I long for to le pure. 6iO MUSINGS OF I Alwayi Find I always find that God is good, When I do trust in him. And day by day he gives me food, BlessM Star of Bethlehem. I always find that God is near, When I do walk upright; The love of Christ takes away fear, In him I do delight. I felways find that God is tme^ His promises will keep ; If we believe in Christ the Jew, He owns us as his sheep* I always find the moat of peaces The harder I do fight. When I from self do wholly oease, In Christ I take delight * always find when I do pray, And pray, my friends, aright^. Looking to Jesus as the way To reach eternal light. I always find, when I do tm$U My all to Christ^on©, Then the Father views me as iust For what Jesus hath done* UNOLE JAKE. 61 Sabbath. Beytembtr M. 19M The sennon ibis day was all true, And handaomely was brought to view, Out of the three there was but one^ Who did believe in God'g dear son. I will follow thee, the first did say, To Christ, the life, the truth, the way, Whithersoever thou mayest be, I am sure Lord to follow thee. The Lord did answer quick enough, And taught the man, though 'twas tough, That he had no home where to stay. But fox and birds knew where to lay. To the second the Saviour said : Do let the dead bury their dead, But do thou go and sinners teaoh. And of God's kiogdom do thou preach; Which, no doubt, the young man did do. Not to the Gentile but the Jew. The third did say that he would too, FoUow the Saviour, 'tis most true. But he must go and bid farewell, His folks at home he loved so well; But Jesus tauo^ht the poor man how. To hold as well aa drive the plough. I I 62 l'^;i ijfi : 1 ! I , MUSINGS OP Jesus help me for I do t^ie], VoT thy bless'd cause but little zeal; Grant me thy spirit to inspire, Mj heart to warm with holy fire. That I may love thee as I ought. ^or by thy blood my soul vas bought; Oi keep me, Lov^. from all evil, The world, the flesh, and the Devil. • 01 may I strive by thy spirit, To abhor all creature merit- To depend on Jesus alone, , Who for sin did himself atone. When on the cross he shed his blood, io make man pure in sight of God. .!^.S? ^^"^^ ^^ ^^«"y trust- We'll have no fw, but we shall find, A balm to cure our sin-sick mind, ^or Jesus is God's only Son, And well for us he hath all things done He paid what we could never pay. Ail our vile sins to take away; For on the cross he shed his blood. To ransom us in sight of Qod, UNCLE JAKB. 68 B. B.'l. It I'm now a few miles out of town, Stopping with my good old friend Brown, And do intend to stop all night, But in the morn shall take my flight. Where I shall go I cannot tell, It matters not so I feel well ; For I do know that God is good — He g'Vea me all my needful food, And clothing to, bo I do find, The Lord to me is ever kind ; Why should I fear to trust my all, For he doth give me when I call. All those who do in Jesus trust, God will protect, for he is just; To honor God, we must look up To him who drank the bitter cup. The Saviour drank the cup for me, To set my soul at liberty ; And if I do but Jesus love, God will take my poor soul above. To dwell in presence of the three, One God, but one in trinity ; The Father one. the Snirit one. And Jesus Christ — God's only Son, l!^ 64 MUSINGS OF I' I'll pill VevBlith. The new birth got my sins foi^ven— 01 what a blew'd, sweet time. When I was made an heir of hearen-^ Which I can tell in rhyme. It was in the year thirty-five, One bless'd, sweet Sabbath morn, When my poor soul became aHre— ' When I from heav'n was bom. It was OQ the eleventh day Of the month December, When God did take my sins away- Well may I remember. That happy time-blest morn to me, • When love did fill my so«l ; When I from sin was wholly Vree^ How sweet the time did roU. No condemnation then had I-^ * My soul was pure and clean ; I felt that I could fly on high, ' As I was [n» from sin. Lamb of God, increase my lore^ From sin O keep me free, Until I dwell with thee abov*,: In ntkrfant ICU^-a— UNCLE JAKE. «5 Itwt in Jtnu. Trust Jd Jesus, and we have all We need on this poor sinful ball ; By Him we live — in Him we thrive^ Our souls by Him ptj koj,t alive. Trust in Jesus — in Tl a 'leliV.bt — He keeps our armour I'sic:!^ brigbt; By Him we're kept from Satan's pow'r, In tbis and every evil hour, Trust in Jesus — He doth not sloep; He knows his lambs; he knows his sheep; He knows all those that in Him trast, And He will keep them — He is just. Trust in Jesus— for He is God ; For us He shed His precious blood ; In Him alone true peace we find ; ! Jesus is forever kind. Trust in Jesus — God's only Son He hath for us all things well done; His life He gave His blood He shed, And died, the just, in poor man's stead. Trust in Jesus, and you shall dwell Forever with Immanuel : Tn TAnrinna Krinr'Kt VvaiTAM^ «1.a .I.^ Eternal peace there to enjoy. 66 MUSINGS OF At A. MoP.'s Beautiful sight, when saints agree To love the Iamb of Galilee, And love each other as they ought, Knowing that Christ their souls hath bought. Beautiful sight, when we behold The Lamb of God, more pure than gold; Beholding him upon the tree, Shedding his blood for you and me. Beautiful sight, and mournful, too, When Jesus died for I and you; He died, my friends, that we might be Blessed with Him eternally. Beautiful sight, it soon will come, When we, my friends, shall all get home; When we shall dwell with Christ above, In one eternal scene of love. Beautiful sight, I long to see. When we shall dwell with Deity, And see the Lamb that died for us. O ! holy, blessed, sweet Jesus. Beautiful sight, where all is light; Where all is peace, there is no night ; 01 how my soul does long to be With JaHIIA in atai.rsU.^ •»• vvtrx uxtV « UNCLE JIKB. e7 tth bought. I gold; : be lome; >ove, The OoBpel The Gospel sounds ! glorious news, It saves the Gentiles and the Jews; It saves all, who in Jesus trust, For in God's sight it is most just. The gospel sounds a glorious call, And saves poor man from Adam's fall; 1 let us then, the call obey, And trust in Jesus every day. The Gospel is good news to us. Who do believe in Christ Jesus; "Who hear the sound and do obey, What Jesus teaches us each day. The gospel is to us all free, How content then ought we to be, And ever strive with all our might. In the good news to take delights The gospel is what all men need. From God alone it doth proceed. For Jesus came, the gospel gave. He died himself our souls to save. The gospel is a glorious boon, I do prize it this afternoon, Without the gospel I were dead. But now I live in Christ my head. I I m MUSINGS OF The Figbt With all our might ! let us fight, And strive to overcome, For we will find Many a kind, Before we do get home. rl The first of all, After the fall, Is love of creature self, Andjmany find, No ease of mind, Except in lucre, pelf. And Satan too, Will always do, All to obstruct poor man. For he will sti'ire To keep alive Vile sin — such is his plan. The flesh, likewise. It pains our eyes, * For it is prone to sin, We want to be All purity; But stin we are unclean. UNCLE JAKE. As long as here, I much do fear Sin ever will corrode, But this I know, I ^on shall go, And dwell above with God. how I long, To sing the song With good Moses above. But I mubb wait, Such is my fate, For pure and perfect love. 69 Faltb and WorlEf. Faith and work you may plainly see* If attention you'd give ; Compared to a candle burning free, The two, my friends, do live. In a candle, bright light is found, And heat together dwell; It is a sure and tried compound : It makes my heart to swell. When faith and works together go, It give us sweet delight; iT (I i^ ( *^^ MUSINGS OP Then we are sure, and well do know Our armour must be bright. The light we see, and heat we feel. Are typical of two ; , For both, O, Lord, increase my zeal. For truly I love you. But blow the candle out, and then The heat and light is gone; Then we are just like other men : Our hearts are hard as stone. O, may our faith increase aach day, And in good works delight. Until we dwell far, far away, In perfect love and light Isauii, Oliap. 68, V. 1. Who the prophet did loudly cry. Do I now by true faith espy None other than the Lamb of God, Who once for man did shed his^Ud. And from Edom came, and beside, From Bozrah came with garments dyed; In apparel, glorious is he: By name , Jesus of Galilee, UNCLE JAKE. 71 His greatness is past finding out. And his strength the same, without doubt; In righteousness, Jesus doth say, I speak the truth, from day to day. All truth from me alone proceeds, And I do know my creature's needs ; And for their sakes I shed my blood, To make them pure in sight of God. Poor sinners, trust in me alone, For I can melt your hearts of stone ; I have all power, and I can save: My precious blood for you I gave. Upon the tree I shed my blood, To make you pure in sight of God ; That when you die your souls may rest With me above, among the bless'd. Did Jesus Die 7 Did Jesus die ? Ah ! yes he did, Upon the cursed tree. And our poor souls are in him hid, For he is Deity. Did Jesus die upon the cross To cleanse our gulity souls? Ah I yes, my friends, his precious blood,. Our guilty fear controls. ■^2^ „ MUSINGS OF DiJ Jesus die? It is a truth. He died to save us all, For the aged as well m youth Can climb nbove tli^ &IL Did Jesus die ? He did i ide; d, Tbat we in him may trust; From him all blessings do proceed For he h true and just' r\i 3mm die f 01 what a sight, To Sf'6 the Lamb of Ood, Crucified on Calvary's height, There flowed his precious blood. Did Jesus die to make us clean, That we may dwell above. On him was laid all our vile sin- Christ is the God of love. r 'J Oerfirnde I am a poet, weak and rude, But still I'll try to write— A few lines about sweet Oertrude, Who now does dwell in light. She was a maiden bright and fair, Her Saviour she did love, An^? :ow witb Jesus she doth :j*jijv% A blessed home above. t UNCLE JAKE. 'Tie true Gertrude did suffer pain, Whilst she on earth did stay, She did but little here complain, But long'd to be away; Death came at last, a welcome guest, Her peace with God was made. Her soul is now at perfect rest. On Christ her sins were laid. Dear happy maid, with thee I long, To leave iais earth of care; With thee to sing Moses* sweet song, In regions bright and fair. 73 ! Tlie Atonement Jesus did take our sins away, When on the cross he died j To Jesus let us look and pray : None can us save beside. The blessed Jesus shed His blood To save poor sinful man ; To bring sinners nigh to God — Such was the Father's plan. For none are lost, but only those Who will not God believe ; Who theii* dear Saviour do refuse. And Holy Spirit gi-ieve. 74 MUSINGS OF 1 that all men would become wise, And believe God's dear Son ; No more His holy word despise : Jesus andJGod are one. If we but look to Christ alone, Sav'd we are sure to be, For Christ our Saviour did atone High on the cursed tree; OriMe i \ The grace of God is what we need, As on our journey we proceed ; Without His grace we all would die : God's grace will carry us on high. The grace of God will raise us all From what we got at Adam's fall ; And when we die, we're sure to rest With Jesus Christ among the ble&s'd. The grace of God is sure to last, * For God will keep f oor sinners fast; They cannot fall as Adam did ; Their lives with Christ in God are hid. The grace of God — 1 what a gift — Given to man, his soul to lift UNCLE JAKE. 7$ From things of earth to things above, And^fill the soul with perfect love. The grace of God is God's favour : His Son He gave for a Saviour; If on Jesus we do reljr, We're sure to dwell with Christ on high< The gi-ace of God we cannot tell; But this we know, it saves from hell ; For 'tis by grace that we can see The Lamb that died on calvary. The grace of God is passing strange, And on it oft my mind doth range; That God would send his blessed Son To die for sins that I have done. The grace of God doth peace procure, For all in Christ are most secure, For once in Christ we're sure to rest. In regions bright among the bless'd. The grace of God shall never end. For Christ is our Almight^ ^iend, And after death we're sure u> be, Blessed with Christ eternally. The grace of God — ^favor divine. By which I know Jesus is mine, And I in him shall ever dwell, Free from the cu-^ of earth or hell. ■V4ff^ t«i fill MUSINGS OP Th' rrnm n* (iod will ever keep, Ilm iitue lambs, likewise his sbeep ; They can't be lost but shall remain, T3ntil they reach fair Canaan's plain. The grace of God, to man most tjvveat, 'Twill keep him low at Jesus' feet ; 'Twill make him what he ought to he, A true child of humility. The grace of God shall e'er remain^ So we are safe we shant complain^ So we may trust and be secure, God's promises are ever sure. The grace of God, great love indeed, .He gives us clothes, he doth us feed, And when we die, O we shall rest, "With Christ above, among the bless' d. The grace of God to roan ;j given, To '^ean from eart' , to guicl 3 to heav'n. To L iuke him trust 10 Christ alone, His ever blessed only Son. The griiCe of God is favor oiven. That we from earth - . .j get to heav'n 'Twas grace th' mad the father give. His only Son ' . \ might live. The Grace of God — favor divine — By which I know Josus is mine, UNCLE JAKE. And I am sure his love will last, Until through death we all are past. The grace of God will take us home, Soon may, bless'd God, thy kingdom como, That all may by thy grace obtain, The blessed grace with Christ to reign. 7t Looking to Cliriat Looking to Christ will raise us all From what we got in Adam's fall j \dam. by his transgression, fell; All out of Christ are sure of bell. Looking *o Christ we heav'n obtain, For the ^t look shant look in vain j The Saviour came from bliss above, And shed His blood to prove His love, Looking to Christ we've nought to fear ; He shed His blood to draw us near • From His bless'd side His blood did flow To save our aouls from sin and woe. Looking to Christ will make iis rich. Though Romans may works to us teach, Faith in Christ alone doth save From hell, from death, anc! from the grave. \L ^§ HVSIN08 OF Looking to Chriat is what we need, "Whilst on our journey we proceed ; For he who looks to Christ alone Honour the Father in the Son. Looking to Christ we're sure to he Bless'd with Jesus eternally; The Father gave His Son to die To save such worms as you and I. Looking to Christ will make us wise. For He descended from the skies, And came helow, the law to fill, And justice, too, (my soul he stilly. Looking to Christ will give us all We need on this terrestial hall ; For, having Jesus, we possess A part in Christ, and nothing less. Looking to Christ, God over all, We are raised from old Adam's fall ; And like John, we're sure to rest, Even on our Saviour's loving hreast. Looking to Christ will he our gain, Though jwe may suffer sorrow, pain; 'Twill he hut short; we soon shall rest In glory bright, among the hless'd. Looking to Christ, who is divine— I look and know that He * mine; UNCLE JAKE. And after doatb I'm sure to dwel With Jeaua Christ — Immanuel. Looking to Christ, I'm sure to rest With Him above among the bleaa'd ; With Him I shall forever reign, In bliss divine on Jordan's plain. 7d Faltb By faith I see the Lamb of God, On Calvary expire ; He there did shed his precious blood. My soul do thou admire. By faith I know, God gave his Son, My sins to wash away ; My Jesus came and did atone. My debts, he all did pay, By faith I know Jesus will keep AH who trust in his name. He'll keep his lambs, likewise his sheep, Lord ! my heart inflame. By faith I know that I can trust, For life in Christ alone, For God can see, and for Christ must, Pardon what sins I've done. , ^-w* 80 MUSINGS OF By faith I know that when I die, To heaven I shall go, Because my Saviour dwells on high, His love for me doth flow. By faith I know what sinners can't, My God's protecting care, And I am sure I shall not want, For Christ is every where. By faith I know that God doth love. All who in Christ believe ; I long to go and dwell above This world I long to leave] A Friend I have a friend on whom I trust, On whom I can depend ; He is the last, he is the first—- Beginning and the end. A friend that never will foi'sake, If on him we rely, God will keep us for his dear sake, Until we meet on high. Such a dear friend we all do need. Whilst here we do remain ; He doth us clothe as well as feed, Of him we can't complain. UNCLE JAKE. For he is good, in him we live, For he doth give us life, His spirit too, he doth us give. He keeps us from all strife. Christ is that friend and you may know. That there is none like him. From him all comforts to us flow, Sweet star of Bethlehem. 81 CkMl Is Good 0, God is good, for I do find My soul on Christ can rest; He always gives true peace of mind To those that are oppressed. On Jesus I can rest oy all, For He did come below ; For help on Him alone I call; For help to Him I'll go. I know Jesus will not forsake Any that trust in Him; God will keep us for Jesus' sake— Sweet babe of Bethlehem. I see none on whom I can trust. But my Saviour alone; *x J. uciicTc i kuow uoa must Save me for His dear Son. ■•MV 32 MUSINGS OP 0, yes I do on Jesus rely, For all that I do need ; And I am sure that when I die. To Christ I shall proceed. TbongbtB When evil thoughts corrode the mind, I turn to Christ, and in Him find Strength sufficient for to control Each evil passion in my sonl. But when to Satan we give way Our passions then will go astray; We become blind and cannot see, And Satan gets the victory. But when we ope our wandMng eyes, And look to Jesus in the skies. And see Him stand at God's right hand ; Then Satan is as weak as sand. Then let us for protection fly To Christ who dwells in perfect joy ; This one thing, my friends, I do know, Christ dwells above and dwells below. And u we are what we profess, Christ Jesus is our righteousness ; And if in Christ we are but found. — •- -T.-ll i J T H_ J ■'^^!, UNCLE JAKE. » Elder J. McBay O ! Zorra's church deeply may mottra» For lately to the tomb wa3 borne, The body of good John McRay, His soul is now in endless day. In Scotland Sider John was born. But from his country early torn ; To West Canada he did come, His children for to get a home. Near Embro the elder did dwell. The poor remember him full well. For oft he fed and cloth'd the poor. Their love for him shall e'er endftre. As for God's holy, blessed book, He knew it all but could not look, He knew not one single letter, Yet few knew the Bible better. Well may the church mourn I say, When God took the elder away, For few there are left who can toll, God's holy word one half as well. Adam and Etc. When Adam fell, the truth I teil. Misery did abourd : J 84 ! 1 1. , MUSINGS OP Old mother Eve had cause to grieve^ For what her knowledge found. Before she fell, with Ler 'twas well, But soon, without a douht, She did feel sad and almost mad, When God did turn her out — From the garden where she had been. To this poor earth of ours, She ate no food but what was good, And dwelt among the flowers. How sad the change : she had to range Among thistles and thorns, To till the ground, how hard she found. And her feet fill'd with corns. Sad was her fate— she found though late. She lost all by the fall. For low in mind, she could not find No peace of mind at all. To Jesus Summer is come, and mine eyes turn Up to the cross, with love doth burn. For Jesus died for me. Lamb of God, for me thou didst die. High on the cross of calvary, To give me liberty. UNCLE JAKE. ! may I love thee, Saviour, mine; 1 may my heart around thee twine, For thou art ever kind ; What thou didst suflFer, none can tell, To save my soul from wretched hell, And bless my sinnsick mind. 1 blessed Jesus, I am sure Thy love for me shall ere endure. For thou dost never change; ! may my heart with true love bum; To thee, my Saviour, may it turn, Alone on thee to range. 85 Death Death to a saint is but a friend, For he does cleai' the way ; That when this hfe with us does end. We'll sail to endless day. Sin is the sting that death doth make, But take that sting away ; And God does that for Jesus' sake. O ! blessed himvy day. For all who i»D,ow tlieir sins forgiv'n. Can stare <>.«.. In one eternal day. UNCLE JAKE. Isabella, dear youngest one; That sister, number five, Thou didst believe in God's dear son ; Thy soul is now alive. Isabella, dear happy maid, Thy soul is sav'd by grace ; All thy vile sins thy Saviour paid, And lifts on ihee His face. Isabella, thou canst not come To this poor earth of ours; But we can go to thy bless'd home— A home more pure than flowerc. 99 Blnltws Some folks do say they have no sin ; It is most strange to me ; I want to know what they have been, As well as what they be, If any are so very good As from sin to be free, ' I wish some one would be so good As to show one to me, O I such a sight was never seen In a poor finite man, AM ♦*» l«^ — .. 1 t- -11 1 o iv WO puru auu wuoiiy Clean I Yet, in Jeeus we can. 100 MUSINGS OP J«iu% my friendi", was man aod God : He died to make us jusf, And by the shedding of His blood, God wiU account us just. By imputation we ar« clean, For what Jesus bath done ; And now you know what I do mean : Believe in God's dear son. Marllla . BeachvUle Death lately took from this earth of oura A maiden bright and fair ; Sweet Maiilla's soul was pure as flowera^ And Jesus' love did share. Months ago her sins were taken away — Made white in Jesus' blood ; In this wide world of sin she could not stay But now she reigns with God. *Tis true her death to relatives seem'd sad : That she bhould die so young; But in lieu of sorrow they should be glad : She now siogs Moses* song. 0, it is hard to part from those we love> But part on earth we must ; But, if in Jesus, we will meet above, In Bight of God the just. UNCLB JAKE. 101 Changes on enrth w<»'re sure to undergo ; Friends here do meet and part; But when saints die, their love shall o'erflow, Filling each loving hoart. The soul of Marilla is happy now : It rests with God above ; In presence of Jesus it now doth bow, In one eternal love. But Marilla's body lies low in the dust, And there it shall remain, Until it is rais'd by Ilim who is just A body free from pain. Her soul and body will meet together, Rais'd by Sovereign grace, To dwell with Jesus, her elder brother, In heaven that happy place. Though friends may rr ^rr^ that Manila is gone, I know it is unwise , For her soul is now with the Holy One, Above, beyond the skies. M. W. Jesus I love, and so I ought: 'Twas by his blood my soul was bought ; Twas a hiah nrioa Iia r\alA Am. «nA — a~ i "~ 2'"""' *'-■* is-tv. When he died on Mount Calvary. ^02 MUSINGS OP J08U8 I love, and well I may, For he paid what I could not pay ; Ho paid BO much, that none can lell What it cost to save me from hell. Jesus I love, and ever will ; Then, 0, my soul, do thoa be still; Trust in Christ, for ho did atone For all the sins that thou hast done. Jesus I love with all my heart ; My love for him shall never part; For I shall see him face to face, Procured for me by Sovereign grace. Jesus I love, for he is kind : With love he fills my sin-sick mind My love sometimes does overflow ; Lord, when shall I to Jesus go ! BtMaryi I've bought my goods, they're in my pack. Waiting for Monday morn, When I shall take them on my back, I wish I ne'er was bom. I have to travel week by week, With a big heavy load ; My bread and children's for to seek : ,VI itf )1I e. UNCLE JAKE. I am too fast— let me gpeak truth : 'Tis not 80 new with mo; I wish'd as above, when a youth, But now, friend, I am free. Free from the horror that I felt, Before I knew God's grace; But now my heart with love does melt Under God's shining face. I pity those that now do dwell Without a Saviour's love; Like I, was once afraid of hell; Such cannot go above. 103 ny pack, ^k c: I Can't Help it I can't help it, although I strive To keep myself from sin; I find to ill, I am alive. Yet, virtue I would win : AU virtue centres in God's son. The holy and the just; Christ Jesus is the Holy One ; In him alone I trust. For I do find that I am prone Daily to do evil ; Sometimes my heart is hard as stone, Made so by the Devil. 104 MUSINGS OP I cannot do the good I would-— It is most strange to me; Sometimes I wish for to do good, And from vile sin be free. I do expect, whilst here below, To meet pain and sorrow ; God mWing, I would like to go From this earth to-morrow. Sabbath Mom Lord, I love thee, ye^. I do find I often go astraj; O, grant me grace, that my poor mind No more from thee may stray. Lord, I love thee; it doth seem hard That I from thee should stray ; I know I am a sin-sick bard ; Teach me to watch and pray. Lord, I love thee — teach me to keep Thy laws and thy statutes. For many are not thy blesa'd sheep: They live just like the brutes. Lord, I love thee— may I excel In all thy ways to walk, Ann nnln ma c>in«>y«_M f^^ j.^ a.ii How Jesus once did talk. UliCLE JAKE. Beb'eve in me, Jesasdid say, Andl will giVe you life; I am the truth, the life, the way; In me there is no strife. 105 Tbe Name of God The name of God I cannot telJ, Yet I do love Immanuel* Immanuel is God's bless'd son ; • God and Immanuel are one. The name of God, what shall I say ? Can I comprehend Deity? Do I know God's blessed name? Dare I say so ?-'twould be a shame. The name of God, 'tis passing strange And on it oft my mind doth range ; ' But to define it I cannot; Enough, Jesus ray soul, has bought. The name of God is aU I need ; Fix>m Jesus aU good doth proceed' But who can tell God's holy name? Well, I can't,-then, am I to blame? The name of God, plainly to us, Is most reveal'd in sweet Jesus, For he is Gnd m w«ii . And came below to fill God's plan. 106 i; i! MUSINGS OP The plan of God was simply this: To draw poor man to endless bliss • The Father sent his only Son To die for sins that we have done. To satisfy his holy law, And justice, too, without a flaw ; And Christ did it, O! blessed lamb— The son of God, the Great I Am. And all who will to Jesus go. Are sure to escape endless woe ; If on Jesus they do rely, They'll dwell with Christ beyond the sky, They'll dwell with Jesus ever bless'd, In one eternal scene of rest; No sorrow there or sin can come; O I what a blessed holy home. Oh ! how I long that home to see- That home of bliss and purity That home of peace, of endless joy , Where praises sweet all do enjoy. The Lord is Good The Lord is good ; he gives me all I need on this poor earthly ball ; He gives me clothes, and hkewise food: The Lord to me is yeiy good. lis: liss; ne. amb — i the skyi UNCLE JAKE. The Lord is good-I ble^s his name- He gave his son, and Jesus came To save my soul from sin and woe; O, hovvmy love on Christ should flow. The Lord is good; in Him I trust; He 18 the holy and the just; He gives me all that I do ne'od, As on my journey I proceed. The Lord is good; Jesus doth send His spirit down to be our friend; And our bless'd guide, that we may bo Bless'd in time and eternity. The Lord is good ;0, may I prove inat I my Saviour truly love; So when I die, Fm sure to rest With^Jesus Christ, among the bless'd. 107 11 food: ■I". H,'8 Babe We have a babe~a little boy— And God gave him to us; He is our youngest, chiefest joy: We'll give him to Jesus. O, Lord help us to train the child- To point him to the Lamb •' We hope his temper will be mM, Like Christ, the Gr^st I Am. 11 K If 108 MUSINGS OF For Jesus, when a sweet babe, hero Upon this earth did dwell ; His parents he did love and fear-^ Sweet babe — Immanuel. We'll train our child upright to walk. To be gentle and mild, And sweetly about Jesus to talk— O, Lord, do bless our child. And when he grows to man*s estate. We trust he'll know enough T6 flee from every evil state, And love of earthly stuff. God ia lore 0, God is love ; I know it well, And yet my love is cold ; 0, let my heart with pure love swell : By faith my God behold. Ah, lamb of God, and God the lamb. When I look up to thee; My Saviour, mine, the Great I Am, Who died upon the treri Dear lamb of God, thou didst endure Sufferings great for me. That by thy death thou might procure |4^/VM «Vki% 4«at«A 1*K>^*i-«« UNCLE JAKE. 109 0, may my love, my Saviour, flow In purity to thee. For thou, my soul, didst save from woe. And shed thy blood for me. 0, may I feel thy spirits* power, To worship thee alone ; And keep me. Lord, from this bless'd hour. Who didst my sios atone. Wliat I Know Some men do say that they can fall From God*8 sovereign grace ; Their knowledge sure is very small, Their God thus to disgrace. Maoy a man, without a doubt, Does make a profession. And will religion talk about. Yet without possession. Such men believe they fall away ; It almost makes me mad ; They never knew Jesus the way — Alas, alas, how sad. About Saint James they make a cry, And of good works declare ; Unless they work that they must die. Their works a Saviour are. 110 MUSINGS OP O, Saviour mine, I trust in thee,*: And only work for love; Jesus, thou alone canst save me; When shall I go above? Light The preachers' sermon gave delight, F6r he taught us Christ the true light- In Christ alone 'tis found j AH light that we poor mortals need, From Christ alone it doth proceed- In Christ alone it doth abound. The light ofGod, it doth us give True knowledge here, that we may live On Jesus Christ alone. For Jesus did that true life bring- He is our Priest, Prophet, and Ring; He did our sins atone. The hght of God is in the lamb: God's only son, the Great I Am— He's the only true light; Then, for true light to Christ Til go- He'll give me all I need below— * In him 1 4o delight. UNCLE JAKE. Ill A Deoeiyer I do believe, upon my word, That some men do not love the Lord ; But self thev love with all their heart', Nor from self will they ever part, They think by their own works and might, That God in them doth take delight; That by their works they shall attain, What others by faith seek in vain ; By works they think they are most sure, The joys of heaven for to procure; Now, dear friends, if heaven we would win Wo must have faith— all else is sin. ' Faith in Jesus— believe God's word— For faith is given us by the Lord, For he is author, we are told, And finisher, (great gift of gold). And greater, too, he gives us all We need on this poor earthly ball; He gives us living faith withal, " And none frc > him can make us fall. Oomg Away Socn I must leave mv »1w«!ii»!P» •*»— And go away from home: p-jsavc, 112 MUSINGS OP I think it is a sad disgrace That I am forc'd to roam. Yet I must take mj hawkers' pack, Some monej for to make, Although with pain it doth me rack, None will pity old Jake. I sometimes wish that I wetQ dead— No more by pain oppress'd • But I do hVe in Christ my head : He soon will give me rest. 0, 1 do long to go away, My body leave below; My soul will fly to endless day,— O, how it longs to go. Abiding peace I cannot find As long as I am here j Yet ray hungering, thirsty mind With Christ longs to appear. Ood is love My God, my heart with love doth ^ow, For all thy kindness giv'n ; Thy son on me thou didst bestow, That I might dwell in heav'n. UNCLE JAKE. My God, my heart does grateful feel. Andso it ought to be; O, Lord, do fill my heart with zeal, To praise and adore thee. My God, my heart is full of love— My mind is bright and clear; 0, place my thoughts on things above, Then I shall never fear. My God, my heart do'es now feel bright: I have no care at all ; In Jesus Lord I do delight^ On him I daily call. My God, my heart on Christ doth dwell, For he did die for me; O, how my heart with love doth swell, For God in trinity. 113 £vil Tbougbts When evil thoughts corrode my mind I have no peace at all ; Yet in Jesus I'm sure to find • A cure for Adam's fall. 'Twas by the faU evil thoughts came. And we are prone to sin ; For molhAr "F.va »♦«,„„ . i ., i TTCK> a grunt sname, To make us all unclean. 114 MUSINGS OP My evU thoughts I can't control, They often do vex me; And why they come and rex my soul, I m sure I cannot see. Had I power I would be free From every evil ; The world and flesh they do vex me And so does the devil. ' I long to leave and go above, For here I find no rest; ! Lord, when shaU I dwell in love, With thee among the bless'd. God's ain. The gift of God is great indeed. Just such a gift as man does need ; He gdYQ his son to die for us, His only son, Christ Jesus. The gift of God, ah ! who can tell What it did cost Immanuel, ' To leave the realms of bliss above To come below and die for love. The gift of God, and that alone, Could for poor men th«ir sins stone; UNCLE JAKE. For Jesufl did fulfijl God's law Wholly, my friends, without a flaw. The gift of God made justice bright, And made it perfect in God's sight. For when the Saviour shed his blood, it satisfied his Father, God, The gift of God; 0' what a gift: It doas our souls from this earth lift; Lifti our thoughts from all earthly things, To praise and bless thee, King of Kings 115 f JesuB I love Jesus, indeed I do. For he is good and kind; The son of Mary was a Jew': In Christ that Jew I find. I love Jesus, and so I ought, For he did die for me; 'Twas on the tree my soul he bought. And gave me liberty. I love Jesus, and well I may, On him my sins were laid; He is the truth, the life, the way : By him my sins were paid. ' 116 JHU8IN08 OF I love JeBus, because he's good ; He daily dotb bestow ; He clothing gives, and likewise food : My heart with love should flow, I love Jesus, and ever will ; He gives me all I need ; Jesus, thy commands may I fill, As heavenward I proceed. ToU-aate (IngersoU) I sit me down and write a while, The time, my friends, for to beguile; For when I write and think of him, Whose star did guide to Bethlehem My mind is free — no more is sad — For thoughts of Christ do ma^ b we, jrl^d ; And so they ought, for Jesur, .U'l . For love of man — 'twas nougui uoside. And much the Saviour did endure, Man's salvation for to procure; He paid a price — a heavy one — Hi'? life he gave for to atone; inat in man s rouiu uu imgub immi In every point God's holy will ; K>d: ^ UNCLE JAKE. And BO he died upon ihe tree, To set our souli at liberty ; That we in the blossM Father's sight Might all be seen as snowy white ; For the Father, through his dear son, Views U8 pure for what Christ has don. lit J. 0, Zorra. nrlfld; ide. • I sit me down upon a block To make a song of praise, I know that Jesus is my rock, And will be so always. I know that Jesus is my friend. For he does nerer change, I know he'll love me to the en I, My mind on him does range. I know that I do often sin; From Jesus often stray — O ! JesuB, do thou make me clean ; Keep mo from sin, I pray. Lord, I love thee, increase my lovi% Keep me from all evil ; ! may I look to thee above, That I may be stable. i.»" ' I 118 MUSINGS OP For looking to thee I can find What my poor soul does need, Ease of conscience, true peace of mind, On thee my God I feed. Psalm 4, Verse 9 I will lay me down and take rest, ^ Lord, thou wilt give me' peace, For thou dost save the poor oppress'd, By thy sovereign grace. In Jesus, Lord, we trust for all That we do need below, He will us raise from Adam's fall, And save us from all woe. Our faith, 1 Lord, do thou increase, That we may serve thee well ; 1 Lord, give us that sweet bless'd peace, That we may with the dwell. Thy kindness. Lord, is very great, Then let gratitude flow. That we may walk the path that's straight, Until we to thee go. ! keep us Lord from all that's foul, That we may purely walk ; ! keep us from those that do howL And wickedly do talk.- UNCLE JAKE. 119 mind, 38s'd, ase. d peace, straight, I do Praise Ckxl. I do praise God, that I do know, That mj sins are forgiven ; And when I die I'm sure to go And dwell with Christ in heaven. I do praise God for his great gift, The gift of his dear son ; Upward our thoughts to heaven to lift- Christ did our thoughts atone. I do praise God, and ever will, For he is good and kind, None other can my poor soul still, Or ease my sin sick mind. I do praise God, and so I ought, He gave his son for me; It was by blood my soul was bought, High on Mount Calvary. I do praise God for his great love, Jesus I do adore; O I Lord, when I db go above I'll praise thee more and more. »ul, wl. God 18 love God is love, and do I know it; 01 yes, my friends, I do; [ i 120 MUSINGS OP Although Vm a simple poet, All that r say is true. ! how I ought my God to love. For all he's done for me, He sent his son down from above My soul for to set free. And Jesus came, the blessed Lamb, God's law to magnify; \ He came below, the great I Am, His God to satisfy. None could keep God's most holy law, For man's prone to evil ; Bur Jesus did, without a flaw, And conquer'd the devil. ! then let us Jesus adore, Him ever keep in view ; And let us love him more and more. For Jesus was a Jew. I Hate Bin I hate sin ; it pollutes the mind ; O, I hate sin of every kind ; For sin T finH in i}\a nna iTti'n^ "tJ> That doth to us all evil bring. UNCLE JAKE. Whikt life doth Jast, I am most Bure From sin I Bhant be ivhoUy pure; For sin, I know, will follow me, For such is poor man's destiny. I do Late sin with all my heart, And yet from sin I cannot part; I often long for that sweet day,' When God will call me far away, From earth below, where I have been For many years living in sin ; To regions bright, with him above. To reign in one eternal love. Yes, I do long this earth to leave, For here vile sin doth much me grieve ; But soon m go where sin can't come ; 0, how I long for that sweet home. 121 Ingenoll Jehovah's strength we all do need. For that alone can keep; Ab on our journey we proceed, God's eye doth never sleep. The strength of God will keep us all From going far astray, For he doth save from Adam's fall And blesses us each day. 122 'I MUSINGS OP The strpT'-wQ of God we all require To keep us in that path, Which when we've got we do aspire To flee from endless wrath. The strength of God does make us strong, It gives us peace of mind; Jt helps us to sing a sweet song, And praises sweet to find. Tho strength of God will make us bold « To work and for to fight; New beauties in Christ we behold, Of peace and pure delight. 11 ; Peace Jesus alone can give us peace. That peace that saints enjoy; It make" us from ourselves to cease Christ's righteousness employ. The peace of Qod to saints is given, And none but saints do know, ', The joys on earth of the firet heaven, How sweet their love doth flow. The peace of God is sweet indeed, ' The joys we can't express ; lis when nn .Tabu a nr/k A^ f,^A And his full righteousneas. UNCLE JAKE. The peace of God — 'tis a sweet gift, It conies from God alone ; From earth it does our poor hearts lift, To place them on God's sop. The peace of God, God's people find, When to Jeaus they look, For Jesus gives true peace of mind— 'Tie written in God's book. m sickness. I do feel dull this Sabbath night, By sore care I am press'd, I cannot write with sweet delight, I feel like one distress'd. My wife is sick, so is my son. And I am poor withal; I feel like one that is alone — Jesus, on thee I call. Lord, thy spirit do thou bestow, To cheer me on the road, That I may know that joys do flow From thee alone, my God. 1 keep me Jesus from all harm ; 1 may I cling to thee — Thou art a balm, and thou cans^t charm A sinner sad like me. rfA^.. .■:„^.^.JJi;^:L.■J■'>^&»-«.fr.ii^lJiiw.ii^?J^-.•■--■■J•li If I I i 114 MUSINGS OF ! grant thy spirit, Lord, to rae, That I may love thee well. For deity in thee I see ; "When shall I with thee dwell. My heart, bless'd God, thou well dost know ; O ! save my wife and son, For thou dost know I'd ratherjgo, Than die should either one. Poverty They say I'm poor, which I deny, For I have treasures in the sky ; Treasures that never can decay, Which Chi-ist will give me in that day When all shall meet around God's throne^ And each receive for what they've done; Then from my God 1 shall receive A crown of bliss — (no more shall grieve,)^ But dwell with God and Christ above, In one eternal scene of love, Where we shall dwell in perfect bliss: Compared to that, pray what is this? This is a place of sin and woe; And yet some souls are blinded so. That they would rather here remain- In sorrow, sickness and in pain. dost know ; UNCLE JAKE. Than leave this stage and flee awaj To scenes of bliss and perfect day. The reason's plain, they have no birthi But what they got from mother earth. 12& t day B throne^ ) done; e I grieve,)j bove, liss: his? FUtlt, Hope and Oliarity Christ is the author, he doth give The faith alone by which we live ; The faith Christ gives is pure divine — O ! may that faith be yours and mine. Christ's faith bestow'd on us will give Life from the dead, and we shall live, Justified by Christ's precious blood : We are his heirs, and heirs of God. Faith will remain with saints below, But into heaven never can go ; For when we go to regions bright. Faith is bwaJlowed up by sight Hope doth cheer us as we proceed. And truly much of hope we need ; Here we find but little pleasure, Hope points us to the true treasure. Christ is the treasure that we need, From him all blessings doth proceed ; And havin&r Jesus we have all We need on this polluted ImiU. 129 \> I MUSINGS OF Hope will keep us most sure and fast As long as time with us shall last^ But when with us our time is up^ Hope is gone, and joy fills our cup. Charity, the best of the three, It allies us to doity ; Charity can never be lost, And none can tell how much it costi Charity and love are but one, Purchaa'd for us by God's dear son; 'When Jesus suffered on the tree, He show'd his love for you and me» ! 80 vast love cannot be told More precious far than finest gold; Charity or love none can tell : In Immanuel it doth dwell. 1 may that love in us be found. Which in King David did abound For Jonathan, the son of Saul May that pure love unite us all. Star of BetUe&em The star of Bethlehem I see> When by faith I do look Up to the cross of Calvary — *Tia written in God's book. I ' UNCLE JAKE. The Star of Betblehem wns seen By the men from the east; It did ahine with a glorious beam, 'Twas to them a bless'd feast. The star of Bethlehem is one] In whom we all may trust, For he is God's bless'd only son, And love Lim friends, we must. The star of Bethlehem shall reign When earth doth pass away, I he doth save from sin and pain ; For he our sins did pay. The star of Bethlehem did come From glory far above, To provide for us a sweet home, A home of perfect love. The star of Bethlehem doth shine In regions bright and fair; The bless'd star, Jesun, is mine, With him I wish I were. 127 The star of Bethlehem shall last When time shall be no more; 1 may my love for Christ grow fast. And evermore adore. 128 MUSINGS OP The Bible is what we all need. From God alone it doth proceed, A nd in it Ve Jesus can find, If not, 'tis true, we must be blind . In it we read that Q'»d did send, His own dear son to be our friend, To fulfill hisj^law in our place, lAnd ju5tice, too, great God of grace. O I what a boon the Fathrv gave, His precious son our souls to save ; If we on Christ'alone depend, We're sure to have a potent friend. For who depends on Christ alone Are sure of heaven — he did atone, And died for sins that we have done, To makes us sinners with Christ one. The Bible, too, shows us the dove, The spirit sent down from above To comfort us and teach us, too. What we poor sinners have to do. Simply to look to Christ the Lamb — The son of God, the great I Am ; And if we look, and look aright, Our souls in him will take delight* UNCLE JAKE. The Bible tells us that Jesus died For love of man— 'twas naught beside; 1 what a Saviour we have got. How happy each believer's lot. 1 Jesus was but a poor Jew, And jet he eaves both I and you For he is God as well as man ; The Trinity we cannot span. 129 OoA Is Love God is love. Ah I how do you know ? The story soon is told ; The blood of Christ his son did flow, To make us pure as gold. God is love ; ah ! who can doubt it, That has a heart to feel. Ask the poet, he does know it; Lord God increase his zeal. God is love, for he made it known. When Christ to earth did come. When we follow our joys are flown, ! let thy kingdom come. God is love, he doth give his grace- Betimes we feel his love; 1 let us see thy shininar face. We long to be above. 130 MUSINGS OP God is love; we will doubt no more, It is a solemn truth ; Hear it, ye aged, and adore, Likewise believe jo youth. Feneveranoo Some folks are fools, they are not wise, Gqd's holy truths they do despise, And teach to men poor silly lies, That they can fall from grace; Can fall from what God doth bestow, Into the pit of endless woe, That horrible vile den below — 1 what a sad disgrace . Let a poor sinner but believe ; No longer God's bless'd spirit grieve, But trust in Christ and he shall live^ And never, never die. Believe in me, Jesus did fay, I am the trnth, the life, the way, Then you shall reach eternal day " And dwell with me on high. On Jesus* words I do rely, I'll trust him, yes, if I should die. His blood he bhed for me on high And Satan's rage did stem. UNCLE JAKE. Then I ehnll trust in Christ for all, And he'll bestow when I do call Whilst passing through this earthly bail, Sweet star of Bethlehem. O ! lot my mind on Jesua range, None can from him my love estrange, For he is God, he doth not change, In him I shall abide. . I have no fear, but long to go And dwell with him whose blood did flow, To save ray soul from endless wo»— None cau my love divide. ISl At. J. W. My heart with love this morn doth floir. For I do plainly see, That God is good where'ero I go; ! he is good to me. My mind he fills, I'm not alone, My thoughts on Jesus run ; I soon shall leave my friend Whalatone, But never God's dear son. O ! what'a boon the Father'gave, "When Jesus he did send, ^v ar»iil Avii ~.:*v 1-,-,- t Where^all is pure as flowers. UKCLE JAKE. laa ive^ eve» Well may I loDg to go above^ And leave this sinful place. To dwell with those that I do love, Sav'd by God's sovereign grace. Well may I long to leave this earth, To go to regions bright ; Since God hath given me a new birth, In Christ I do delight. Well may I long from earth to go. To regions bright and clear, For here we have much sin and woe. And much to make us fear. Well may I long that death may eome, For I do fear him not ; Death is tho gate that leads me home — Such is my happy lot. Well may I long to go to rest And be with holy John, Who once did lean upon the breast Of Christ, the holy one. Well may I long, for here I find That I must fight each day. -^S And watch as well as pray. 134 .MUSINGS OP Well may I long that time were ore, That I might go to rest, That I my Saviour might adore, Above among the bless'd. J C 8 (Sunday) Though far from home I truly find, Where I do stay, the people kind; ' No kinder people have I seen, Where're I go, where're I've been. Their kindness I shall remember. From January to December; As in duty bound, I do pray That God will bless them day by^day. In their basket and in their store, And in their hearts pure love to pour, That they may feel and know likewise,' That they've a home beyond the skies ; That when they die, they may be sura To have a home that will endure; A home prepared by Jesus' love, In regions bright, in bliss above. ' Where all is pure, where all is clean. Where nought that's foul can enter in ; Where all is love without alloy, WLore all is peace, where all is joy. UNCLE JAKE. Where happiness shall never end, Where dwells our best and only friendj Jesus Christ our elder brother, None can from time our love smother. 135 Loving Jesus I love Jesus, O I yes, I do, And what I write I know is true, For Jesus came from regions bright — Then ! my soul in him delight. I love Jesus, but not enough, It often runs on lucre stuff; The world likewise does interfere, And Satan, too, I much do fear. I love Jesus, and I shall strive, My soul in him to keep alive ; For when my Saviour I do see, My soul is in felicity. I love Jesus, and so I ought ; 'Twas by his blood ray soul was bought. ! then how careful I should be, To woi-ship him who died for me. I love Jesus, God's only son, The just, and true, and holy ono, TT xiu gave nis Jiie mat i might be, Bless'd in him continually. nt MUSINGS OP I love Jesus, for he did come, And left bis Father's blissful home, To redeem a poor worm like me From sin and all iniquity. Hove Jesus; lit is true, For Jesus was an humble Jew, So humble that his life he gave. That God the Father might me save. I love Jesus, for he did stem \ Satan's rage— Star of Bethlehem. When I to Jesus do look up. My faith is strong, so is my hope. I love Jesus ; he is the way By which I reach eternal day; No other name to man is giv'n. To flee from earth to fly to heav'n. I love Jesus — ^foreyer mine ; ! may ray love around Christ twine. Soon I shall dwell with him in bliss, ' I long to leave this wildernespj Cbrlst's Blooa The blood of Christ was shed for us, When on the cross he died, 1 how we ought to love Jesus, iiow Btrong it should abide. UNCLE JAKE. 137 The blood of Christ ^ill make us clean From every sin we've done; • From all, and each, and every bid, For us he did atone. The blood of Christ — ^most precious blood, Without it we were lost; By his blood we are brought nigh to God ; But ! how much it cost. The blood of Christ was freely shed Upon Mount Calvary, To raise us sinners from the dead. And grant us liberty. The blood of Christ will wash us all From Adam's guilty stain, And we are rais'd above the fall. And love of God regaio: The blood of Christ, most holy pure, For man's poor soul was giv'n ; If once in Christ we shall endure, Until we go heaven. ! Bom Again I'm bom again to die no mopA ! how my heart should swell, 138 tei MUSINGS OP With purest love, and to adore My King, Immanuel Chorus.— I'm born again, I'm born again, And shall with Christ forever reign. I'm bom again and made snow white, By Jesus' precious blood ; In Christ I live, in him delighf, For Jesus is my God; Chorus,— -I'm born again, UNCLE JAKE. Now if I di- by night or noon. With Christ I'm sure to be. CH0RU8.~I'm born again, ve; ce, ace, »ok; lat, e. Cities of Beftage Six cities of refuge there were, To which manslayers might repair; Kedesh, the first, in Galilee, A pretty type it bears, you see. 'Tis holy, high and lofly too, 'Tis like Christ the holy and the true. The Saviour strove with death and hell, That we with him might ever dwell. The second city we do find, Is Shechem, which doth bring to mind That holj portion God doth give. To those who do in Christ believe. Hebron, the third, by God's free grace- He shines on us through Jesus' face* His friendship and society, In Christ he gives us most freely. Bezar, out of the tribe of Reuben, Another city to save men. Who unawares might slay a man; God himsdf did so fix the plan. 142 MUSINOS OP Rnmoth, in Gelead, likewise had A city safe in tribe of Gad ; It was a lofty place and high, To which man might flee and not die. Golan, the sixth, and last of all ; A passage from this earthly ball. Golan, in Baahan, was a place, A type of God's renewing grace. The Jews of old those citj^ knew, ' But all I want is Christ the Jew; For Jesus came true life to give, He shed his blood that we might live. He is the refuge that wo need, As on our journey we proceed, And if we look with heartA aincero Up to the cross, Jesus is near. So if we run, or if we walk. Or by sweet prayer with him do talk, We are most sure that we shall be With Jesus continually. Jemi Jesus, I hate all kinds of sin— ! Lamb of God, do make me clean; I know that I tempted must be, But strength alone, Lord, dwells in thee. UNCLE JAKE. Then give mo grace that I each daj, May not from thee my Saviour stray; Then may I look. Great Lamb, to the^ For thou from sin cans't make me free. Looking to thee truo peace I find, For when I look pure is my mind ; For none can view the great Ood, man, Who once did dwell in old Canaan; WLo left his throne of love above, And came to earth and died for love; Blessed Jesus thou dids't leave all To come to this terrestial ball, And suffer, Jesns, here below, To save poor man from endless woe; Blessed Jesus keep me from sin, Wash me, Saviour, 01 make m^ clean 143 i I Ohristmas 'Tis Christmas day and I have found A place to rest my head ; My love for Christ it.should abound, He saves me from the dead. 'Tis Christmas day, and I have had A most noble dinner. So T tYiAnlr dnA n^A J. i>-.i I 1 Though a noted sinner: >> -J 144 MUSIA'GS OF »T: Tis Chrislmas day, and I should feel My gratitude to swell ; Great God increase, enlarge my zeal For Christ, Immanuel. 'Tis Christmas day and I do find, Kind friends where I do stay ; 1 Lord, bless thera, for they are kind, Good Lord bless them, I pray, 'Tis Christmas day, my thoughts do rove 'To lime that is far gone, On relatives that did me love, But now, alas! I've none. *Tis Christmas day—Christ this day came From regions bright aud fair, To save poor man from gilt and shame, And make of him an heir, Tis Christmas day, a day of rest. For the wandering bard, Who has no home, nor yet a nest, To some it may Beem hard. Tis Chrislmas day, and still I see The kindness of the Lord, Whilst I do stay with friend McNee, And read God's holy word, 'Tis Chiistmas day, I feel foriorn, vTJia me it bbouIu uut be^ UNCLE JAKE. On tills bless'd day Jesus was born, To set my poor soul free. 'Tig Christmas day ; yes, 'tis a truth, Then God and man was seen, To save the aged and the youth Now know what I do mean. 'Tis Chistraas day and I must tell, Why Jesus came below : It was to save poor man from hell, From everlasting woe. *Ti8 Christmas day; I'll remember This day of rep* me , From January to December, Remembered, jes shall be. Til Christmas day, the weather*8 finer How glad we all should be; Around Jesus our hearts should twine, He's good to you and me. *Ti8 Christmas day, 'twill soon be gone, For time doth swiftly pass, Perhaps next year some may be gone, That now are here, alas I 'Tis Christmas day, 'twill soon be o'er, 1 let us watch and pray, We know not if we'll raa ana wi/M.^ . .—...., One more sweet Christmas day. o 145 146 MUSINGS OP On tlM Deatli of B. 0. N. W. Elisabeth's gone, her spirit's flown. To regions bright and dear. Her residence to us unknown. But soon it may appear. If but in Christ we soon shall find Where Elizabeth doth dwell; ^ If out of Christ, we are but bh'nd, And shall go down to hell . Elizabeth, thy years were but few, tShort was thy stay below ; And now thou art with Christ the Jew, Where joys forever flow. Thy parents, dear, may mourn for thaa^ For dear wast thou to thera, But ye shall meet — together see The Star of Bethlehem. Death is a friend, and is no foe To those who in Christ die, For they are sure where they shall go, Where all is peace and joy. The time, Elizabeth, soon will come» When we this earth must leave, And go and dwell with thee at home, Kor longer shall we grieve. UNCLE J A KB. 147 Part Sal Cliaptor QtiMSM- ew. baa^ With a rib the Lord did make A woman for old Adam^s sake ; 'Twas Adam's rib that the Lord took — It was not straight, it ha^ a crook, And 80 you find that women are A little crooked — I declare. The Lord caused Adam for to sleep, He slept most sound, profound and de^'p. *Twas then the Lord did take away, Adam*8 rib to make a lady, And mother Eve with it was made; And wUeii brovgbt to Ad^ra, he said : This ib.now bone of my rib bone, I shall no longer live sdone. And flesh of my flesh she is, too — I hope she won't become a shrew. Woman I call her, out of man She did come, and Hwas Qod*s own ptan. Kow man has a companion dear. But some a devil, I much fear. Adam slept most sound, yes, most htrd* And it does puzzle the old bard To know how Adam knew so well About his rib^ that he could i^. ^*^ MUSINGS OP When be beheld old mother^Eve» His lost crook'd rib he did receive, And was moat glad, for he had found His love for Eve did much abound ; Kor would he leave, nor her forsake, But good or bad with her partake. Thus far is strange, but further look. As recorded in God's bless'd book, ^nd you will find something most strange^ On which a wise man's mind may range ; For Adam did most truly say, From Father man would go away; And his mother would also leave, But unto his wife wholly cleave. Now Adam must have been most wise^ For God's spirit did him advise. And he told by inspiration, All about the incarnation ; How Jesus left the realms above, For }n& church's sake, whom he doth lovet . He left his Father, came below, His church to save from sin and woe; He is the groom, the church, the bride,. The church in Christ shall e'er abide. And all that on JeauH reHv. j^ Are members of the church on high ; % UNCLB JAKE. lit ind t e, K straDge^ range ; Fise^ ilova ide» le. The church above and church balow, From Christ alone they both do flow. Christ for his church did shed his blood. That his dear bride might dwell with God 2 And left his mother here below, "When on the cross his blood did flow ; And told ^Saint John for to provide, Fox he must die for his dear bride ; Bo Jesus died and left this earth, To give his bride a blessed birth. Now Adam must be truly wise, Though fookmay scoff and may despise; Now my dear friends do only look, Do read with care God's holy book, Adam the first and Adam two/ In God*s holy book we can view j Adam the first a rib did lose, And that lost rib did him abuse. It made a hole in Adam's side. Yet Adam made of it a bride : But 1 the spear the soldier took, (By faith I often upward look) And see him pierce the bleeding aide Of Christ the Lord, groom to the bride, "The bride the church, the crroom the man. And God beside, 1 what a plan. *• MDBINGS OF UNCLE JAKE, Tke Fatter gav« to sinnen all, To raise poor man above the fall, To take him from this earthly plaee, To dwell with Christ in eadlees grace. ce. PART SECOND. The Londoner A ricb gentleman in London did dwell, Who bad a daughter, whose bosom did swell For a noble youth who her life did save^ When she was drowning and near to her grave. On the Serpentine the daughter did slide. When the ice gave way, and in she did glide; The father did scream, and running abciit, In hopes that some would his daughter take out. All were afraid to dive under water, To save the life of the rich man's daughter. Until a fair youth of humanity, I wiU dive and get her, or die, said he. And so he dove far under the water, And soon he brought up the rich man's toghter; When from the ri\*er they did take her out. The doctors did my she is dead witliont doub^ But soon the fair maid gave tokens to l^. That she was not dead, but gently could call. Which pleased her father, and he did enquire For the noble youth, to gi\ e him his hire. Ih 152 MUSINGS OF When the young man came, the father did saj, Come here, noble youth, you I must pay; For my daughler*8 life you truly did save: But for you she would of had a watery grave. As you have provM yourself most brave and bold, I now present you ten thousand in gold ; Your money, kind sir, I cannot receive; In offering me money you much do me grieve. No money I'll take; no money I crave; But I'm glad that I your daughter did save; The father went away, and the daughter came: Noble youth, says she, you are much to blame. For not receiving what father would give, For, 'tis by you, noble youth, that I live. Here, take this purse, ^or in it you will find Money enough to suit your little mind. Give me the purse, the noble jouth did say; He took the purse and then threw it away; Up jump'd the lady, before him did stand,^ And reaching out to him her fair white hand — Will you take that then, or most we soon part ; I'll take it» says the youth, with all my heart; So the wedding took place without delay, And humanity was rewarded that day. No happier couple could ever be seen A waiking around the Serpentine green; MMiMiM)K> UNCLE JAKE. 15S did saj, ve: grave. and boldf grieve. lave; ' came: blame, e. The father was happy, the daughter, too, And the noble youth, the story 'tis true. ind say; hand"— n part; leart; The Syrian A Syrian there was and by name Arprobus, But after a time 't.was changed to Christophorus; The reason I will wivo why they did change his name. And why many others don't, it is a greatjshame. He was a - ory large and a very strong man, And if he thought of a thing he'd work out his plan ; Yet he would obey any gieat man or a devil, If either of them would be to him but civil. There lived in that country a great king in that day^ And Arprobus was willing the king to obey. As the king and Arprobus one day took a walk, And as they did travel and did pleasantly talk. The king did stop, and making the sign of the cross, Arprobus was amaz'd, being at a great less. So Arprobus did ask the king if he would tell Why he did cross himself, and the reason as well I The king did answer Arprobus without delay : He said he crossed himself to keep Satan away. , "Who is Satan f Arprobus did quickly reply. That a king should fear him, ! sire, tell it to I. 154 ' MUSINGS OF If he is more powerful than thou art 0, klogi I'll serve the strongest, for honor it doth bring; So I bid thee farewell, no longer my master, But Satan I shaU serve as quick, perhaps faster. So Arprobus left the king «o Perve old Satan And Satan did like him and oaUed him a good man; Ihey agreed for some time and did work together. But at last they found one that their love did aevei^e. 'Twas Jesus, sweet Jesus, that they saw in the way. And whei^ Satan beheld Tmus he could not stay. But took to his heels, and so quickly he did run, mat Arprobus was much pleased, and thought it fine fiin. And yet he thought it strange, so to Satan did go And asked the reason, for he wanted to know • For once Satan thought it best to tell the truth, And own that he feared Jesus, and that from a youth; For when Jesus was young in Bethlehem's mamre^ I own, said Satan, I did fear the stronger; Most strange indeed, for Jesus is both God Ind man And so I am afraid of him eaid old Satan. ' 'Then Arprobus did leave Satan with sweet deliirht And strove by good works to seek Jeans that m^ht : But he worked that night and many another And yet the more he worked the greater the bother. And to he did give np for to work or to bray. Then Jesus buuIa a Ki>/vti.«. ^t «.;_ ^i^ . i . ^\ . _ .v«xw wi uiu) uiSK Dieis'd day; UNCLE JAKB. Itt maD; ber, >?ei9. h \ fine fan. rottth; nan, ht; And now be is cbang'd and is become a new Who was onoe a vile sinner and poor Syrian. He is now tbe Christ bearer, good Chistopboms Who was once tbe vile sinner, by n&me Arprobos; Then let us all who do live in this Christian land. Believe in Christ Jesus, and not build on tbe sand. But fasten our faith on Jesus who did atone For all the vile sins that mortals have done; O ! then let us look to Jesus high on the tree. And by faith see his blood flow for you and for m«; For all who believe like Arprobus are saved, And shall live forever with Jesus, their bleasM head: For Jesus is our Saviour, priest, prophet and kin|^, And every one that believes should laud praises and BUaa* iBB. By KIW tavern I did pass, Feeling low in my mind ; Satan says — Allen, take a glass. And peace you're snre to find; - Satan knows fallen Adam's race ; I own I fdt most sad; Satan wish'd me for to disgrace^ And Uiat would make him ghid» 156 MUSINGS OP As I drew near the whiskey pole. Indeed I felt most dry; A good thought camo across my soui- That thought was, to pass by. A man behind did loudly cry Stop, Allen, ntop, said he, For by this time you must be dry,, Come take a glass with me. I saw the devil plain as light, , But still kept on the road ; The demons both were put to flight. And I did praise my God. Wearjr I sit me down upon a ston&, To rest my weary back, I feel and know I am alone, Save my satchel anc pack. Day by day I rove about, Some money for to make, But not for self, without a doubt> But for my child rens' sake. I have a girl>nd a sweet boy, For them I daily toil; For them I do my time employ — My clothes I often soil. UNCLE JAKE. But when my boy is old enoiigli ril put him to a trade; Then quit such wretched peddling stufi, My pack aside be laid. I long for that sweet time to come, I pack and satchel hate; I'do rather go to my long home, Than live at such a rate. 167 Tlid Boad to Heayaa The road to heaven, by Christ was made, When all our sins on him were laid, For when he died his blood he shed, To raise poor mortals from the dead. The road to heaven is a straight path. By which our souls are sav'd from v^rath ; If we but Jesus keep in view, ' The road is clear to I and you. The road to heaven is bright and clear, If we but know our Saviours' nea*'. If we were wise, we oft might see The lamb of God on Calvary. The road to heaven is what we need ; To shew the road Jesus did bleed : Anil VklM<>/1 «1>x4l> ot.r>n. ^l.^ ^m.^m. 1.^ i.-.J J.S.1^\1. LTIVVU U.Vtiix SUCTT l.^'S TTRV 2iC brVCi, To guide us sinners up to Ood. ^ 158 MUSINGS OF The road to heaveo doth shine most brighC, If we in Christ do take delight ; If we don't find 'tis a shame, And man alone must bear the blame. The road to heav'n Jesus will koep, Both for his lambs and for bin sheep; But tho£e who will not Christ obey, Shall never reach eternal daj. Dan and Oharlolte Dan and Charlotte are a sweet pair; Four dear children their love doth shart ; Our first-born is a loving child — Mary by name — gentle and mild. Our next— a bqu — and he's no fool; Mary and John both go to school. Our next is (George, a roving boy; He daily doth increase our joy; And when George gets somewhat odder, No doubt he will grow mudi bolder; To school we'U send him to obtain, What will be to him of great gain. For learning is to children good : . * UNCLB JAKB. 15ft Our youngest is so very small, That she has got no name at all. Though small she irf, wo love her best, And nightly with us she does rest. W. K. 'Tis Sabbath morn, the weather's fine, I take my pen to write; O ! may the Muaes, the yhole nine, Make my poor senses bright. The wind does gently, softly blow, The trees around are green ; I sit in sight of fair Embro, 'lis a beautiful scene. How sweet does nature look this 'morn, And yet I feel most sad; I am like one that is forlorn, Instead of feeling glad. I long my children for to see, But they aie for away; But Jesus is nay deity, To him I'll look and pray. For when I turn to him who died, True peace Fm sure to find ; I can't find peace in ou|^ beside « Jesus does fill my roin^ ^ ft. I lit leo MUSINGS OF H. W- Zorra It raina outside but 1 am dry. And poetry I needs must try ; In poetry I take delight, For when my mind is clear and bright, 1 can compose a sweet ditty, About Robert, Jane or Kitty, About William ot Emeline, Or make a most sweet valentine. It matters not what I do write. If I do feel only but bright; Dull I feel this sweet afternoon, My muse Tm sure is out of tune. But soon I'll strive for to compose, On whiit subject, nobody knows; I've had my supper, and feel well- How long I shall stay I cannot tell ; But if it rains I shall not go, For I dislike rain more than snow ; I'm afraid it %ill rain all day, If ^, all night here I shall stay. UNCLE JAKE. 161 Monroe and Servant There was a man and he hVed in New York, He was no Jew, for he was fond of pork ; He had a servant whose name was Sancho He was a good man, yet a poor negro. Sancho was honest, industrious, too, And what his master bid he'd always do ; He loved his master— ^ften was sorry, When his master would drink too much toddy. Which was the case when his master felt sad, He then would drink until he'd become mad; The gentleman's name was Andrew Monroe If liring stiU, I'm sure I do not know- But this I know when in trouble he'd go, And drink himself drunk 'twas a pity, ; Some men when in trouble are sure to drink * To drown their grief, at least so they do think. It is a mistake, by drinking they'll find, They'll add to their grief and trouble of mind. Mister Monroe left his borne for awhile ; Sancho went to work his tiaae to beguile. He went to work, nor from work did he stop. Till the house was dean from bdltom to top; Then to deaninsr the dishes ha did om And met with trouble, as you soon ihap kiunr. H2 iCtSINGS OF The cause of hu trouble, well no matter^ He broke his master's favorite platter. Me berry sorra, poor Sancho did say. Me must do as masaa ebery day. When massa hab trouble he go away, And drink himself full of de best brandy ; Me do feel bad, massa^s platter is broke, And me be *fraid maasa Sancho will choke. Den me will go to the brandy and diink ; Den me shall be happy, kase me can't think. Poor Sancho drank and soon fell on the floor, As drunk as any poor Russian boor. His senses were gone, for no thoiighta had he. And yet Sancho, my friends, I do pity. When Mister Monroe came in at the door. Who should he see lying flat on the floor But oor Sanch, for the first time seen there. And the last time, too^ the troth I declare. Mister Monroe thought it bast for Sandio To let hhn alone-^to bed he did go. But in t|ie morning the master did call, And bid Sancho to meet him in the hall ; WHat* RbtinTtn AiA y.^.^^ v: i J«J What was the matter with you yesterday ? UNCLE JAKK. That when I came home you lay on the floor, Ab drunk as any vile Russian boor. Dare now, maasa, dis be de great matter, Yesterday, maasa, me broke de platter. Den massa roe be sorry, just like you, And me drink de brandy till me get blue ; For massa when you get in de trubie, Me see you drink till you make it dubble; And so me try the bery same brandy, And DOW me be sick, me, Massa Andy. No one trouble massa; but me got two. Me broke the platter and me be sick too. ! massa, forgib your poor old Sancho, And me no more will drink, Massa Monroe; Poor Sancho felt bad, his master was kind, He knew the state of hia poor servaQt^s mind. He forgave poor Sancho and thought him wise. For Sancho, my friends, did liquor despise ; And his master thought that he would try. To drink no more whisky, brandy or rye. 163 Whether Sancho is dead I cannot teD, But this I know, his master loved him weU, Kor would he drink from that sweet blessed morn, Of brandy, rum or gin a single horn. 164 MUSINGS OF UiOlac ftt J. 0. About an Indian I must write A savage, wild and rude, And how be came to tbe true light, From sinful became good. He heard the'gospels* glorious sound, The spirit made him see; And soon true peace of mind he found, In viewing Calvary. He saw his Saviour kinging high; By faith he did look up ; No more in self for life did try, For Jesus was his hope. And being honest and sincere, His duty was most plain; And so he went and did appear, Nor longer would abstain. He thought it was no more than right That he baptis'd should be; In obeying Christ he took deligh*. As plainly you may seCi To a minister he did go, His wishes to express; His wants he did qt|icWy let know— UI^CLB JAKE. The minister was very glad, He lov'd the Indian's soul, But made the Indian feel most sad. To see nought but a bowl ; A bowl of water and no more: The Indian thought it strange; He wish'd his Saviour to adore, But how could he arrange. 0, minister, he did soon cry. Your bowl it is too small ; T« baptise me you need not try, ' For I am very tall. I want to do as Jesus did, In the river Jordan ; His body by the waves were hid. Me 80, too, poor Indian. Bat the bowl, do take it away, For it is a great shame; You know it is not the right way. And you are much to blame. 165 Perhaps the Bible that you read. Is different from mine * But make more use 6? wice. 166 ht MUSINGS OF Now, In my Bible I do fi^rd Much water we do neeJ ; Perhaps your Biblcj h but blird; I cannot tell, inlfeed. Yet in my B"ble, I am sura, Cover'd I must be; And Christ in Jordan did endure That ijless'd ceremony. To bo baptis'd, we all must go Boneath the flowing flood, By keeping all our armour bright. Then we are sure to win. Our souls are sav'd by Christ alone, But still we here must fight; Christ did for us our sins atone. In him lei us deliiylif.. __ j^ — UNCLE JAKE 177 Tm Happ7 Tin happy for I do know Christ Jesus is my friend, My joys alone from him do flow, And they will have no end» Vm still aware before I die I must strive against sin, For Satan will my poor soul try, But it he ne'er can win. 'Tie true my body oft does stray, And evil thoughts arise, But God will keep me safe away From Satan and his Jies, The world, the flesh and the devil, May strive my soul to take. But God will keep me from all evil, And that for Jesus' sake. Then on Jesus may I depend. For he alone can save; *xy is lujr Dtwi, iiiy truest friek d, None other do I crave. 178 MUSINGS OP Honebaok Just now I saw a pretty sight : A gentleman and lady bright; On horseback they did canter by, Which made me think, and made me sigh. For I was wont in days past gone To ride on horseback oft alone; 'Tis true sometimes with her I'd ride, That I then thought would be my bride. But death did come and claim'd his prize; Eiiza dwells now in the skies ; So now when I ride or walk about, I'm melancholy, without doubt. But sure I have no cause to mourn, That Eh'zaa' gone and can't return ; For I am sure she dwells above, For she her Lord did truly love. Lord, grant that I may watch and pray, And be no more melancholy ; But traat mY fdi in JAftnn' hand Until I go to Canaan*8 land . / ^JNCLE JAKE. 17^ Roadside me sigh. 1 sit me down beside the road, By a butternut tree, ^0 rest my back, and think of God, And write sweet poetry. ride, ly bride. bis prize; It, And while I write, mj God is near; How careful should I be j ■Sometimes I find I only fear — Alas, alas, poor me. But when by feith Jesus I view A hanging on the tree — "The lamb of God, the holy Jew, Jesus of Galilee. n, i pray. It purifies my impure heart, And makes me to hate sin, Then fioro \i-y Saviour I can't part. For be Jo» raake me clean. Here I must strive and likewise fight ; HeF<; enemies are found ; But Jesus will put nil to night. Though Mary do abound. 180 MUSINGS OF I! PtnoU I take a pencil for to write. Having no pen or ink ; In poetry I take delight, As it does make mc think. "Mj thoughts do most on Jesus run^ He is my all in all ; He is both God and God's dear son^ He saves us from the fail. Jesus did come from regions bright^ And left his Father's home, To give poor sinners the true light, And show us things to come, For if we trust in his dear name, We are sure to be bless'd ; He'll save us from all guilt and shame, A nd will give us sweet rest. 1 then let us throw self away — Trust to Jesus alone, Who died for us that we all mav Dwell with the holy one. T7NCLB JAKE. 18t IFeelFreo line, I feel my friends that I am free, Having no mastei at all But the one who is good and kind, From whom doth flow all peace of mind . My master, Jesus, died for me, High on the cross of Calvary ; By looking to him I can find, All that I need to keep my mind, He can keep me from every sin, His blood alone doth make me clean ; On Jesus then may my mind stay, And strive to love him day by day. No ftther helper do I need, As on my journey I proceed. Having him I have a helper, That can heal the vilest leper; -That can make me in sight of God As pure as snow, ! precious blood ; • v-» itzt3 i--iW"wi lis OuUU on kUQ WOG, To daim my soul and make me free. ■MM 182 UUSINGS OF The Garden In a garden there is mucli room. That many plants may thrive, That many roses there may bloom» And lilies kept alive. But in a church we seldom see But one in a pulpit, The rest small cyphers they must be, Like Allen the poet. No one has aught in church to say — 'Tis true they all may sing, But none but one can preach or pray, Or praises to God bring. ^ Now we are told in God's bless'd word, That all in Christ are one ; Then let us loudly praise the Lord, For the gift of his son. Let each their talent occupy. Each one fulfill his place, yT„ am _ ^ 1 ^1 T_ • » v>uiiii tvv} uu HuQ. uwvil Ou unfD, And see Christ face to face.* UNCLE JAKE. 1$3 1 iniuet 'Tis Sunday night, the sun is set, And I'll soon go to bed ; I feel like one forlorn but yet, Vm not among the dead. For I've a hope that, when I die, With Christ I'll rest above; To him my soul will swiftly fly, To dwell with Christ in love.' No earthly joys do I possess, No peace have I at all ; But Jesus is my righteousness, From him I ne'er shall fall. My heart on Christ I love to piaoe. For he is kind to me, And I am sav'd by sovereign grace, My soul from sin set free. For Jesus has all my debts paid, Upon the cursed tree, Oil him all my viie sin.^ w^ie laid, His blood doth make oe free. 184 V* MUSINGS OF BtU Thonglits My thoughts on evil oft do run, And they do cause roe pain, But as I believe in God's son, I'll strive not to complain. But when evil thoughts do arise, To Jesus I'll look up, For he will not poor me despise : For me he drank the cup. From evil thoughts I am afraid, I cannot wholly flee; But this I know, on Christ was laid All my iniquity. So wh^n bad thoughts corrode my mind, To Jesus I will run, For strength in him I'm sure to find- God's ever blessed son. The father soon will call me up, To dwell with him above; Than nViriaf I'll aeu% nrV>/\ /Ivonir 4- Via n,%in To prove to me his love. • UNCLE JAKE. 186 All must die, rach is poor mans* state, OccuflioDc 1 by he fall ; Sin is the cause, such is our fat In Adam we die all. 'Tis true our joys will greater be, If in Jesus we trust, For he can save botlh you and rae^ The holy and the just. Salvation is but simple, too : To Jesus let us look, For he will save both I and you: 'Tis wrii.cn in God's book. And if 'n Christ we are ^mt found, We are sure to be bless'd ; He that treads Immanuel's ground, With Christ shall ever rest. Then let us look to Christ alone, For he alone doth save, For when he died, he did atone; No other help we crave. The Lord for Jeaus' sake can't see In a true believer, Sin or iniquity. ; IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 1.1 11.25 » IB 112 140 U 11.6 4^ '/ _Sci6nces Corporation 33 WiST MAIN STRUT WIBSTIR.N.Y. MSSO (71«) •72-4503 ^. A,**^ ^\ t IB^ 'musings op me Lord i« Good The Lord is good I find him so , But I am apt to atr&j, And why it is I do not know* Tis so with me each day. I 'would do good but then I find, I am prone to do wrong; I cannot govern my weak mind. For nn with me is strong. Some men pretend that they are free. And do master all sin; I own it is not so with me, For I do feel unclean, I know my strength in Jesus lies. In self I feel but small; Of grace he grants daily supplies, So that I cannot M. To Jesus I shall ever run For all that I do need ; The Father loves his only son — Ail goou ffom uim proceeds* UNCLE JAKE. 187 Mminffi My mind does run on God's dear son. From morning until night; In him I find true peace of mind, He is my chief deb'ght For Jesus came to save from shame» And give me a bless'd home, With him above in endless love, In his kingdom to come. We love Jesus, for he saves ua, And saves us all alone; 1 it is true, Jesus the Jew, Bid all our sins atone. When Christ did die on Calvary, His precious blood he shed. Thai, we might be eternally, Rais'd with him from the dead. And when we die we'll fly on high. And dwell with God's dear son In regions bright in endless light ThA TmnUw .^ 188 MUSINGS OP 111 AlOM I Bit me down and all alone, For wife and children, I have none That care for me, a lonely basd ; It grievee me much ; I think it hard. For I love those that God has giv'n, Next to my Saviour, that's in heav'n j But I am forc'd lonely to be: It seems it is my destiny.^ i What shall I dot this I do know, When lonely I to Christ do go, And he will cheer my lonely heart. From him I know I ne'er shall part; So when I find all do forsake The lonely bard, Old Uncle Jake; I have a place where I can rest, Like John, upon the Saviour's breast. And all my cares to him I tell, Wlien my poor bre&st with grief doth swell ; He answers me, for he is kind, And gives to me true peace of mind. And now I soon must go away, For here no longer can I stay ; I must take both satchel and pack, And travel like a paddy whack. ii UNCLE JAKE. 189 Ubole Jake Uncle Jake's book will soon be ouf, The public for to see ; At it perhaps some one may spout At his simplicity. For Uncle Jake is a poor man, He aims at nothing grand ; He loves to write, — such is hid plan- That folks may understand. Jake's poverty is no disgrace, Though he does find it hard ; That many d^> pass by his face, And sneer at the old b^rd. Jake is not altogether blind : He can a little see; And as he travels he does find A few as blind as he. But he is sorry when he sees Many fools on the road, Who never do on bended knees Worship the living God. Uncle Jake would be willing, too, . At this or any time, To do some good, it is most true, Bv writinor nrosA or rh^ma. i 190 MUSINQS OF 01(1 Uncle Jake — I know him well — For three score years and more ; He was born in bonnie Sorel, Near the St. Lawrence's shore. He was not taught to labour hard, But goods was taught to sell ; Thej little thought he'd be a bard — The truth to you I telL All bards are poor in every age, I often friends do hoar ; I know it is an old adage; To me it sticks most dear. My mi:se won't write unless I own The truth at every turn ; Uncle Jake and I are but one; S^eet muses, now return. When I was but a little boy, O, I remember well : I was not my poor mother's joy-— The truth I'm sure to tell. For she would whip me day by day. Perhaps *twas all for good ; I took it in another way: I thouffht she was most rude. UNCLE JAKE. I witiL'd a laiv jer for to be ; I ask'd father*8 consent, Which be would not give to poor me, So I to liquor went. All learning I did throw away, And thought I had enough, For a oounter lad ; and beside I lov'd the liquor stuff. To drink I took, and drank most hard, Until a few yearns pasti I became a sober barC) For life I hope 'twill last. 1 liquor is a cursed thing For men or boys to drink. For like a serpeit it will sting, And guide us to hells brink. My master told me for to pitch} King Alcohol away, Or like Hogle T., in a ditch, My body soon would lay. 191 Some time ago, the truth I'll tell, I did lie in a ditch, But Mike did come for me, 'twas well, TTa nut mA tuuxn AiA nltni* 192 MUSINOB OP 1 Cbrisi is good for I do find In religion alone, All that I need tc fill my mind. For Christ and God are one. Although a pad and waywaid youth. My God did pity me, And I was bom again, 'tis truth, From sin I was set free. And now I long ray God to praise, By being useful here, And in his service spend my days, For he my soul doth cheer. Of a worm like me do thou make, Me useful in thy cause, That I may teach for Jesus' sake, Mad sinners for to pause ; That they may see their lost estate; May look to Christ for aid. That they may find at any rate, That Chnst their sins hath paid. That if they will but Jesus trust, Their sins will all be gone ; For God is true and he is just. Hah hi Avoa hia twin rloai* onn. UNCLE JAKE. Uncle Jake*s book I trust will do At least a little good, For what he writes is almost true, If not, I know it should. 198 Bomethlnc Good Something good is what we need, "Whilst on our journey we proceed ; That something good is Christ alone, Who did for us our sins atone. Something good ^7fe all do partake, For God loves us for Jesus' sake; That something gcK>d we all do find In Christ alone, if we're not blind. Something good is what Christians hold, It makes them meek, gentle and bold ; Makes them just what they ought to be, When they look up to Calvary. Something good makes us feel well, And something good saves us from hell ; 1 then my soul do thou admire, 114 inrsiNGS OF SoiDdthing good is great above all, And raises us from Adain*s fall; Without something good we are weak, Then something good may we all seek. Something good will take us above, For something good is perfect love ; . 1 for something good I do long — Here ends my something of a song. toblMiUi Xnslngs (KorBlnc) Great God do thou impart to nie A measure of thy grace, That I may know that I am free Under thy shining face. In Christ thou dost thyself make known, For Christ is ever near ; Father, Son and Spirit are one, Then Lord why should I fear. I know, my God, by times I feel But little love for thee; 1 Lord do thou increase my zeal, hnA rnxTA ma liKArf.v ' UNCLK JAKE. I wish I ;r«lf»fr* ifi '^■,- INDEX. 207 116 VAOI. Ill 111 118 114 142 116 117 118 120 121 122 123 125 126 128 180 181 132 134 135 136 137 189 140 141 148 146 147 PART SECOND. ■J The liOndoner ITie Syrian Ellas Inn • Weary The Road to Heaven - Dan and Charlotte Sabbath Morn H. W., Zorra Monroe and Servant Indian at J. C, Jacob Maria James Cool - Mrs. J. B. Temptation Charles Lovers C. B. - Twenty-first May, 1864 Labor - I'm Happy - Horseback Roadside PencU - I Feel Free - The Garden Sonset Evil Thoughts - Death The Lord is Good PAOK. •-- 151 • • - 158 155 • • . 156 B 157 - 158 159 - 160 161 - 161 « 166 - 167 168 - 169 170 - 171 172 " ■ • 178 174 - 176 177 • - 178 V 179 • - 180 181 " - - 182 188 - - - 184 - - 185 - - - 186. ""■■■P 208 Musinga All Alone Uncle Jake • Something Good Sabbath Mudngs Brink's Hill Musings Elder I. T. Birth Ground Dinner Time Praise Index - INDBZ. VAOB. 187 . 188 189 - 108 194 . 196 196 - 197 199 } • 200 201 . 208 JOHX CAlUnWN, BOOK AW) JOB WUSTBE, LOUDON, 0.1 I, i/>in)0!»i o.w.