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Lorsque le document est trop grand pour gtre reproduit en un seul clich5, il est filmS d partir de Tangle sup^rieur gauche, de gauche d droite, et de haut en bas, en prenant le nombre d'images ndcessaire. Les diagrammes suivants illustrent la m^thode. errata to I pelure, an d D 32X 1 2 3 1 2 3 4 5 6 ^ !* WAYSIDE SONGS it \ BY [ MRS, E, A. ISAHD PRINTED FOR THE AUTHOR BY THE ERA PUBLISHING HOUSE, NEWMARKET. 1896. I 969 Entered according to Act of the Parliament of Canada, in the year one thousand eight hundred and ninety-six, by Elizabeth Ann Ibard, at the Department of Agriculture. * PREF A CE. HIS Book of Poems is sent abroad In full dependence upon God, That He a blessing will bestow ^ On all to whom the book may go :^ Written for Him His name to praise- Tells of His love in simple lays ; Love, that should win the hardest heart And cause the penitent tear to start. Winning the wanderer back to Him' Who died to take away our sin. Words of comfort spoken to all Who will at once for mercy call ; *' Peace on earth," sweet rest in heaven, To all who are in Christ forgiven. E. A. I. WAYSIDE SONGS. WRITING FOR JESUS. Sweet privilege ! to write for Him Who left His throne on higli, And at His Father's word came down For sinful man to die. He laid His crown of glory by To sojourn here below, That sinners of the deepest dve Might full salvation know. He bore the weight of this world's sin In His body on the tree ; What mental anguish he endured That sinners might be free ! O wondrous love ! by poets sung, A love that saved the lost. And wrought out man's salvation At such on awful cost. VVaysitiL' vSoiigs. What shall we render Thee, Lord, For all that Thou hast given To save us from the curse of sin And bring ns back to heaven ? Father, accept our heartfelt thanks P"'or Th}^ redeeming plan, " Thanks for the Gift unspeakable " Who gave Himself for man. Accept our hearts, our lives, our all— A willing sacrifice ; May we reach our home at last, Beyond the star-lit skies. And when we land on that blest shore Where saints and angels meet. We'll lay our crowns and trophies down At our Redeemer's feet. ■ i 1 ^1 A TOUCHING APPEAL. " One million and more " for the work of the Lord, To send the glad news of salvation abroad ; That the W^ord may be preached from shore to shore. Will you give, for His sake, one million and more ? " One million and more " that the news may spread To the millions of China, giving life to the dead ; That India may come with her millions, too, To rejoice in the Ijight free for them as for you. W'aysicU' Songs. *' One million and more " that the hlessed li^'ht Of tlie <,'loi'ious Oospci may scatter tlie night ( )f siifferinti^ and sorrow the wide world o'er ; Will you give for this cause one million and more? " One million and more " that the Lord may see You care for the souls He died to set free From the thraldom of sin and satan's power ; Will you not give Him one million and more ? " One million and more " that your joy may be As the joy of the angels, when repentance they see ; To prove that the Lord is our Strength and Tower W^ill you not give Him one million and more ? " One million and more " that the seed may be cast From North to South, from East to West ; That the sheaves may be garnered from every shore Will you give to His Church one million and more ? *' One million and more " that the Lord may say " Well done ! well done ! " at the close of the day ; *' The battle is fought, the victory won, Enter into My joy and sit by My throne." VVaysitIc Soiij^s. SLI':KP. Like rest after toil, and ease after pain. Is the sweet, dreamless sleep we sometimes obtain Like Spring after \V inter or joy after f,'rief Is the sleep that in sorrow brinj:(s soothinj? relief. When worn out with pain, o- eary with care, Sleep steals upon us at times luiaware ; How fi:ladly we yield ! tho' the charm be brief It hushes the spirit and fj^ives relief. The sleep of the infant so sweet to behold ; More precious by far than silver or ^^old ; How fondly we gaze on the lovely face And earnestly plead for heavenly .urnce To train this denr one for usefulness here. Whatever its portion, in Avhatever sphere ; In the morn of life, in the dawn of youth. May it choose the blessed pathway of truth. The sleep of the invalid, so hard to gain : So needful for one worn out with pain ; Gravely we watch them till the dear eyes close And they sink into quiet and dreamless repose. How we hush with impatience eveiy sound That may disturb a sleep so profound ! Tis the crisis, we say, as with bated breath We watch what miiy prove the sleeji of death. VVa\sitlc SoiiLis. in ; '% ■'■J r How sweet to the soldier when strife is en(hi}-o. •lust trj'vel on and sin<)' The praises of redeeming/ love, The praises of your kin^. Soon we'll see Him as He is And bow before His lace ; To sinf( in tones triumphant The power of saviniif grace. I I 12 Wayside Songs. PRAYER TO THE SPIRIT Father ! we cannot praise Thee Or serve Thee as we ought, Unless we do Thy holy will As by Thy Spirit taught. Thoii hast promised us Thy Spirit To convince us of our need, — Of our L^ad and lost condition — Our sins of thought and deed. Thou hast promised us Thy Spirit If we will turn aside To listen to His teachings. And give up sin and pride. Thou hast promised us Thy Spirit To witness with the blood ; Confirming the assurance That we are born of (rod. Thou hast promised us Thy Spirit In all His soothing power, To he our gracious Comforter In sorrow's darkest hour. Thou hast told us we may ask Thee For this precious gift Divine, Who, in the work of saving man, Makes known to us Thv mind. pre; i^ z^ ■;i Lfl rA ' :z^j?^^ ^^ ^-T^^-^ |^ ^ Waysfdc Songs. Come, blessed Spirit, fill our hearts With holy love and [lower, That we way do our Father's will Kach minute, day and hour. Father! ^We us Thy Holy Spirit, The spirit of Thy Son, As we worship Thee in unity— Thou blessed Thi-ee in One. 13 4 4 AN AC R O.ST I C. •K'hovah, Father, Saviour, Kin^r 1 -h^ternal (lod. Thy praise we sing ; Holy of Holies, Lord of all O hear me as on Thee I call ! Vain is my hope till Thee J see ; " Ancient of days " 1 trust in Thee, Hoping that Thou wilt provide. .Tehovah Lord ! whate'er betide Into Thy care myself I give, Rejoicing in Thy love I live ; Eternal praise to Thee I bring, Heavenly Father, Saviour, King. ^Hl H Wayside Songs. fakhwp:ll. Who has not felt despondent Wlien forced to say Farewell To dear ones, going far away, In distant scenes to dwell ? ^\'(' say farewell in broken voice, Our hearts are aching so; 'J'ry to conceal it as we may J^y tears our grief we show. The hope of meeting is remote ; We really cannot tell If we'll meet again, or not. While on this earth we dwell. " (lood-bye " we say, be sure to write And tell us how you fare ; Oar hearts in tender sympathy Your grief or joy will share. And whatso'er may come or go; Of this you may be sure, When bowing at the mercy-seat We'll breathe your name in prayer. And when in supplication You plead before the Throne, We entreat you to remember The dear ones left at home. 'i 1 Wavside Sonars. W't' say all this in fechlu toiu-s, While ^M'ief each hosoiii swells ; let, when they are heyond recall There's something more to tell. 'Tis always thus, we never can Have satisfaction here ; Something more to say or do — Something to hope or fear. Let- lis fix our hopes on high Above this world of sin ; Trust in (lod and do the right Until the goal we win. Where sin can never, never come. Where saints and angels dwell In peace and joy unspeakable And never sav "Farewell.' 15 ^er. ■1 ■4 SPRINC;. Jieautiful Spring is drawing nigh, The storms of Winter are passing by ; The frost and snow will soon be past,' For winter cannot always last. Ik'antifiil Spring! we welcome thee! So glad thy smiling face to see ; Thy golden sunlight and genial' showers Give pleasant thought for quiet hours. i6 Wayside Songs. Beautiful Spring, with its balmy clays, Should till our hearts with loving praise To Him who promised long ago Seasons in turn should come and go. JJeautiful Spring, all smiles and tears ; JJidding us hope and banish our fears ; Amidst the care, the toil, and strife, That form a part of every life. Beautiful Spring! eud)lem of rest To weary souls by grief oppressed ; After the storm, the calm, then peace Where sin and sorrow forever cease. Beautiful Spring ! emblem of bliss In a Land that is far better than this ; Emblem of peace, and rest, and joy, ( )f pleasures that have no alloy. Beautiful Spring, in its glorious dress Of opening leaves and growing grass ; Emblem of life when death is o'er, Of life eternal forever more. SUMMER. Birds are singing gleefully, The breezes softly blow, Nature seems in harmony Its gratitude to show. 4 Wayside Songs. Flowers in o-reat abundance Are blooming here and there ; Fragrant witb the perfume Of tbe baJmy snmmei- air. The trees in regal splendor And many sbades of green, In the glory of the sunset Add beauty to the scene. As we with admiring eyes (m/.e on the lovely sight, Our hearts ai-e full of gratitude, Contentment and delight. And when the sun sinks lower Into the Western sky. We look above tbe glowing scene To our Father's home on hinh If this world is so beautiful, Cursed as it is by sin, What will heaven be to us ^^ hen at last we enter in ? We are Avaiting in tbe evening, Till Jesus bids us come To share the joy and rapture Of that eternal home. 17 i rS Wayside Souths. AUTUMN. The antuiiin tints in every shade Are now on shrubs and trees ; The bright October morning Is fresh with coohng breeze. The golden grain is garnered, The ripened fruit is stored, And hearts are full of gratitude For the goodness of the Lord. Yet, we look with fond regret Upon the scattered leaves, Reminding us so forcibly Of fading and disease ; The wind will very soon denote To us the coming storm ; The birds are now^ upon the wing For climates bright and warm. When the quiet calm of Autumn Is setting on our hearts, And the sunny days of summer Are numbered with the past, If the season has been fruitful In deeds of kindness done, We may in quiet moments Enjoy the peace thus won. iw »ii ^ KiHTrr ; levSsrXvBtSiZ^iSSi^ -;^?xl_>^j:e.^. Wayside Songs. Ami when our eyes have closed On all th'mpiH here below, We'll open them in heaven Eternal joy to know. Till then we'll serve Him truly Who guides us every day, As in both storm and sunshine He leads ns oji ouj- wav. '9 \vint}:r. The snow is falling silently The wind blows high and loud ; Earth in her snowy mantle Is white as any shrowd. The sky appears of sombre hue, So cheerless to the sight ; As tho' it never could again Be radient and bright. The trees look very desolate, As tho' their life had Hed, For all sign of vitality ' , They really might be dead. The birds have all departed Except the little sparrow ; He stays behind to comfort us When overcome by sorrow. 20 Wayside Songs. While our Futlier cares for them, "Much more He cares for us ; Let us take tlie lesson home And in His goodness trust. It is by contrast we enjoy, As seasons come and go ; Summer would not be as bright Had we no frost or snow. Our Father in His goodness Docs what is wise and best ; After the fruitful sunnuer The earth needs (piiet rest. And in her snowy mantle So pure, and white, and clear. She is her strength recruiting For the toil of another year. I 'THINGS PRESENT. How strange it is that present things Have such power to move us ! Things so trifling in themselves Often please or grieve us. Things we touch, and feel, and see, Too often have tlie power To raise our thoughts and feelings Or sink our spii-its lower. Wayside Souths. A dreary day with sky o'orcast rx'tokens ^dooiiiy weather ; And (h-eary days and sombre tlioughts Too often jro to^'ethur. ^\■ho has not often felt the power Of a brilUant sunny day To raise the droopin*,^ spirits And chase dull care away ? Let us take eomfoil in the fact That our Father reif^ns above ; And overrules each circumstance For those who trust His love. Tho' thin'> Wayside Soii^s. THANKSGIVING. The lovely ilayH of Hiuuiuer Have jiiHt passed away. And the aiituum hrin<^s to uh Ourjrhul Thanks^'iviii^ Day. Golden grain is j^arneied, Rich, ripe fruits are stored. And we all appreciate The f^oodnews of the Lord. Thousands of little singers filled the air and sky With such lovely harmony As the days passed hy. Autumn, too, is beautiful, Filling our heart with cheer ; Tho' a vein of sadness comes With the declining year. The trees without their beauty, The leaves so thickly spread. Remind us of some dear ones Numbered with the dead. Till there's cause for gratitude For blessings we enjoy, Though some scenes in days of yore W^ere not without alloy. m if Wayside Son^s. l)reiirv hours are up[)roachiii;,', Winter is very near ; Even then there are hright days Our drooping: hearts to clieer; And in those rays of hri^rhtness We'll chase regret away, And give a joyfid welcome To our Thanksgiving Day. 23 OlSAPPOINTMKNT. 'fii Tis hard to l)e disappointed, To have our phms upset. If there's a way to avoid it 'Ti.s undiscovei^l yet. *t is (juite wonderful how some Can bear a disappointment ; If It is not a personal case They are ^-eally quite content. They often express surprise That others can't bear it better, Jf the blow comes home to them, Of course its another matter. As every painful circumstance Is under divine control ; Surely we can trust in Him Who wisely rules the whole. 24 Wayside Sonos, Trust till we reach the home Where all shall be made riylit, And V:,'A' our disappointments Jn a spirit brave and bii^ht. All events shall be explained That worried us while here : We know not how, but soon we 11 see With'vision true and clear. As we journey bravely on Our praises nail resound, For there's no disappointment In the land to which we're bound. IS LIFE WORTH LIVING? Life surely is worth living, 'Tis full of hope and bliss ; Though 'tis blessedness to know There's a better life than this. Yes, life is full of blessing If we use it as we ought, Learning from all around us The lessons that art taught. The life of youth is pleasant, With all its hopes and fears ; Its keen anticipations, rts readv smiles and tears. \\ a\sitl(! Sono's. TIr' life of full iiiiitmity To noble })nrpose given ; To be sorrow bow. 30 Wayside Songs. "Thy will by clone," help us Lord ! To own Thy will is best ; Give us all sustaining grace As we in Thy goodness rest. Help us in meek submission To depend alone on Thee And in darkest, saddest hours, Trust where we cannot see. FAITH. Faith is the principle of trust, Where reason cannot see Means of carrying out our plans. Whatever they may be. Trust in Him who holds the power Of government above — Whose rule is one of tenderness, . Of graciousness and love. Of trust in His OmnipctGuce, His power to interfere, To help his children in distress And calm their rising fear ; Of trust in His Omniscience, To own we cannot see In any circumstance of life The end as v/ell as He. I \\'a\side Sonfrs. Rflying oil His faitlituliK'ss, Without :i (loiiht or fear, Hu can iiHi)rovfc' our piospocts Antl make our pathway clear, Of trusting in the darkness As well as in the liglit, The word of Him who cannot lie- Whose every act is right. Kaith relies upon the promise, Trust leans in (juiet rest I'pon the love and care of Him Who alwavs does the best ; Dear Lord, we trust Thee fuUv, Although we cannot see The end of our perplexities — We leave them all to Thee. 31 EVENING. 1 love in the evening twilight, To sit and muse of Him ^^'ho gave His life a ransom To save us all from sin ; And as the evening closss, With gratitude to raise. In words that are appropriate, A song of joy and praise. 32 Wayside Soiij^s. 1 love to own ilie gootlness That jjfuided iiie each 7 i 8 Wayside Songs. •'ALONE WITH GOD." " Alone with God," on the mountain Of joy and exultation ; Alone with Him in the valley Of deep humiliation. " Alone with God," while pleading Before the mercy seat ; Alone with Him when seeking To be in Christ complete. " Alone with God " in penitence — Bowing before His face ; Seaking peace and blessedness Through His renewing grace. " Alone with God " in the desert, Trying to rest awhile ; Rejoicing in His countenance, In the sunlight of His smile. " Alone with God " when musing On the bliss of the golden shore ; Longing to be in His presence With loved ones gone before. Most blessed Lord ! no matter what Surrounding scenes may be, We never can feel lonely When iill aUnw with Thee. 's'[l '=v Wayside Songs. 39 ^' IS IT I." " Is it I " that shall betray Thee, My Saviour and my Lord ? "Isit l" that shall deny Thee With angry tone and word ? Dare I attempt to wound Thee By a cruel, treacherous kiss? Nay, rather let me perish Than be as mean as this. It would be so much better That I had ne'er been born. Than fail in my allegiance Or treat Thy name with scorn. In every circumstance of life By devotion I would prove How much I love the Saviour — How much I prize His love. Tho' many scorn the holy name That is to me so dear, By grace I will acknowledge Thee And keep my conscience clear. " Is it I ? " dear Lord forbid That I should fall so low ; Help me by true integrity My love for Thee to show. Tho' the powers of darkness Combine my faith to try, In Thy strength I will conquer Or in the struggle die. v. I 40 Wayside Songs. WORK ON The field of work is very wide, The laborers are few, A pity that they are so scarce When there's so much to do. There's work awaiting everyone, If only they will see it ; Put at once the armor on And buckle to and do it. No need to stand aside and wait : Of what is near take hold ; When there is so much at stake 'Tis courage to be bold. No need to don the sombre veil Or flee from human sight ; Far better win the victor's crown Jiy sharing in the fight. There's work in great variety Appealing to our skill ; We only need to claim a share And do it with a will. It may not seem important To our imperfect sight ; And yet may stem the torrent That flows against the right. ^J Wayside Songs. The simple utterance of a woid, Or kindly caution given, May prove of great importance- Winning souls for heaven. Then let us use our influence Against the tide of sin ; Trying hy deeds of kindness The sinner's heart to win. Laboring for the Master With a steady aim ; Helping some poor wanderer His favor to regain. Till called to ford the Jordan Our earthly toils all o'er, We share in work Angelic Upon the heavenly shore. 4f AN ACROSTIC. Eternity, grand word of solemn meaning To all on earth, to all in heaven ; Eternal with immortal glory gleaming — Radiant with joy to souls forgiven. No fears encircle this glorious word In hearts that love our blessed Lord ; To them it means emancipation Yonder, in, scenes of exultation. 42 Wayside Songs. t FRIKNDSHIP. Friendship is a bond of union Dear to the loving heart ; So very near is the communion That each of other seems a part. Expressive of that tenderness We sometimes see and feel ; It has unbounded influence The wounds of life to heal. It steals upon us unawares, Like sleep at times unsought ; Before we realize its power We by its charm are caught. When weary with pain or sorrow True friendship bears the test ; The loving glance and tender touch Will give sweet soothing rest. If human friendship has the power To check each rising sigh, What must the friendship be of Him Who reigns and rules on high ? Words cannot tell or tongue express The sympathy of Him Who gave Himself, to ransom us From the results of sin. m- Wayside Songs, In weariness and loneliness He lived for many years, To give us perfect happiness And freedom from our fears. No earthly friend has ever shown Friendship at all like His ; It shall be our constant theme Till we reach the realms of bliss. Then in a holier happier strain, We'll join in songs of praise, Laying all honor at His feet Who died our souls to save. 43 AN ACROSTIC. Redeemer ! to Thee our hearts we raise, Eternal Saviour, Thee we praise, Did'st Thou not die for sinful man, Eternal life for all to gain ? Ecstatic thought, salvation's free ; Mercy for everyone, mercy for me ! Eternal praise to Thee be given, Redeemer, Lord of earth and heaven. 44 Wayside Songs. DIVINE COMFORT, Our blessed Father comforts us In all our tribulation, That we may also comfort give In a similar situation ; Expressing tender sympathy, As we offer consolation To those who, by bereavement, Are left in desolation. Tho' the wound is far too deep For human love to heal ; Still fitly spoken gentle words Will tell how much we feel. The loving touch, the kindly tone, A soothing power impart ; It is our christian privilege To cheer each stricken heart. How many mourn in anguish Wounded by sorrow's blight ! If we can cheer their solitude I'm sure it must be right. Instead of passing coldly by Regardless of their pain, We should by kind inquiry try Their confidence to gain. •■:* Wavsidc Son^s. In telling' of our Fatlier's love For all by ^'rief oppressed, We may a ray of comfort ^ive — A sense of peace and rest. It may be that a coming storm Will make our household drear, We soon may need a tender word Our wounded hearts to cheer. 45 Then let us all to others show The kindness we mav need : No matter what the future brings We shall be blest indeed. So as our Father comforts us We too will comfort give, Until we leave this sinful world ' And go with Him to live. A GEM. Whichever way I turn. Whichever way I look, Above, below, around, I read as in a book ; From all 1 have, or feel, or see, How very good (rod is to me. I 46 Wayside Songs. -FORBID HIM NOT." When we see others doing good In Christ our Saviour's name, Though they follow not with us, We should rejoice the same As if of our own church and creed They formed with us a part — We all are of one family And should be one in heart. " Forbid him not " our Master said, He is working for the right, Rather wish him Godspeed With all your will and might. " For he that is not against us Is for us " — on our side ; So try to work in harmony And not pass on in pride. How grind it is to see the church Work for the good of others ! Winning them for usefulness As sisters and as brothers ; Not by any one name known, They are in purpose one Who love the souls that cost the blood Of God's beloved Son. Wayside Songs. They can't speak evil of His name Who are working,' for His cause ; And as we see them striving We won't look out for flaws. Tho' we don't endorse their methods, I f they purpose to do good We'll pray for their prosperity, As every christian should. If we try to serve our Master We won't go tar astray ; He'll be to us at all times The Life, the Truth, the Way. And when our work completed, With others we shall meet, To see Him in His glory And worship at His feet. 47 ' ii IN ME MORI AM. Beloved ! art thou really gone ? 'Tis so hard to realize That we shall see thee never more Till we meet above the skies. Thy dear ones miss thee every day. As they see thy vacant chair ; And many who are far away Feel in that grief a share. 4S Wayside Son^s. With ^^'utleiiess and kiiidiR'ss By many a tliou^htful act, You tried to cheer the weary With tender christian tact, ^lany an eye has brif,ditened W hen it met your loving glance, As you to the sufferer's b"d With quiet step advanced. li y h ! When you spoke in praise of Him Your Saviour, King and Lord, The air seemed full of blessing As you with gentle words, Tried to enlist their service, That they might also prove The power of His salvation — The blessing of His love. 1 feel so sad while writing thus, But own I'm wrong in this ; I do not wish you back again From yon bright home of bliss. No, dearest friend, I'll follow you— 8oon we shall meet again. Where there's no separation — No sorrow grief or pain. Wayside Songs. 49 HONOR, There's honor among thieves, 'tis said ; They will not hurt each other, Though to gain the lion's share They sometimes wound a brother, Who lives in sin by it will stand, But let such recollect There's a fearful retribution That they may all expect. Though justice travels very slow Her steps are very sure ; He who acts dishonorably, Whose life is far from pure, Will surely find out some day It does not pay at all ; To choose the wrong most certainly Will bring disgrace on all. Seek honor in self-sacrilice, Avoiding all pretense, Shun what is mean or sinful ; Just act w'th common sense. Come forward to the front rank, Come ! take a noble stand ; God calls and He will help you And uphold you by His hand. Hi 50 Wciysidc Songs. Had I power to move the crowd, To reach hoth young and old,— Had 1 a " Pimshon'H " eloiiuonce, The half could not he told ; The half of what our Father gives To those who honor Him : Who live in daily conflict with That deadly monster sin. Spread the knowledge of His ^^ame, Tell of His power to sa^^ Win trophies from the enem^ For whom His life He gave. Honor Him with your substance, Fear naught but give Him all ; Then, in the evening, listen to His tender loving call. PRAISK. (h-acious Father, we will praise Thee, For it is hoth meet and right ; Praise Thee in the morning sunshine And the lovely starUt night. Praise Thee for the glowing landscape Spread for our admiring gaze ; For the fruit and for the flovvers Unto Thee our thanks we raise. ipF Wayside Songs. Pmise Thee for the misfhty ocean, With its billows as they roll ; For the pleasant, ^'entle cadence Of the rivers as they fiow. Praise Tiiee for tlie little streamlet With its moss and tiny pools ; For the merry noise of children As tliey trudge along to school. Praise Thee for the bounteous harvest Of lust ous fruit and golden grain ; For the cati '^ in the pasture And the heep upon the plain. Praise Tliee for the lovely summer, For the winter's frost and snow ; For the beauty of the seasons As in tui-n they come and go. Praise Thee for the pleasant music Floating round us in the air ; For the merry little warblers hiinging to us everywhere. Praise Thee for the ties of kindred, How dear no language can express ; Praise Thee for the satisfaction Of domestic happme 'SS. aven Praise Thee for the hope of lu For the joy Thy Word allbrds— For the pardon, peace and safety Found in Christ our risen Lord. 51 52 Wayside Songs. Praise Thee in the early morning, Praise Thee at the noontide hour ; An 1 when a\\ onr toils are over We will praise Thee more and more. SATURDAY NIGHT ijj ml^^ 'Tis F/aturday night, and the weary Are anxious for the rest ; The quiet rest of the Sabbath day That God for all has blest. Waiting to hear Am pleasant chimes Call all to the holy place ; To worship the God of their fathers And bow before His face. The weary world is tired of work And welcomes the repose — The blessed rest of the holy day On which our Lord arose. Rest, that soothes the careworn soul When the week's toil is o'er, As we worship in His temple The (iod whom we adore. We thank Thee, heavenly Father, For the glorious Sabbath day, For the joy and blessedness we feel As we in Thy temple pray. Wayside Songs. May we feel free to worship Thee From over anxious care, When, with our sacrifice of praise, We to Tliy house repair. When the night of death in near And the toils of life are o'er, May we pass along in safety To Canaan's blessed shore To praise Thee in Thy house above As we never praised before : To triumph in Redeeming love, To worship and adore. 53 AN ACROSTIC Retribution is God's sword, Ever be His name adored ; To the hardened He will be Regal in His majesty, Infinite in love and power — ■ Bearing with us every hour. Tnto Him we must resign, Toiling to improve the time ; In compassion He will save Only those wh ) mercy crave. Notice this, repent, believe, and at once His love receive. 54 Wayside Song's, "ABIDE WITH us; Gracious Lord ! abide with us In the dark and cloudy day ; When soiTow is our portion That we cannot drive away. When every day find every hour Is burdened with pain or care ; And our way is sad and dreary, Lord I tarry with us there. " The day is tar spent " in weepin.t>: And the ni^^ht draws on apace, ♦' Abide with us " until the dawn And give us abounding grace ; Reveal to us Thy presence As our hearts within us burn ; Tarry, dear Lord, and fill ur, — We for Thy fullness yearn. We know Thou hast ascended — Thou art gone up on high — To plead before our Father, And bring Thy dear ones nigh. In Thy gracious presence Our daily prayer shall be — In life, in death, forever, Lord abide with nie. Wayside Sonos. 55 flovvp:rs. How good our Heavenly Father is Our cullured taste to please ! Making the world so beautiful With fiowet's and shrubs and trees. He might have given us food to eat— Raiment to suit our station- Without the many lovely things That claim our admiration. He gives Howers that we may hope When all is dark and drear, That His mysterious providence W^ill make our pathway clear. He gives them, too, to shov; His love For our rebellious race : To remind us of His tenderness— His sovereign saving grace. Sometimes flowers adorn our way, Sometimes the thorns appear ; No matter, as we are assured The Lord v/e love is near. Tf He cares for our pleasure While in the world we stay, Hurely we can trust Him To guide us every day. 56 VV^iyside Songs, "JEHOVAH JIREH/' When trouble and perplexity Our daily steps attend, 'Tis wise to look at once to Him Who is the sinner's Friend, Tbo' circumstances may be bad^ The blow may ahnost fall ; The power of Him who reigneth Can overthrow the^m all. Friends may doubt and foes deride Your hope of prompt relief ; Trust the word of the Most High— Their folly shall be brief. ** Jehovah Jireh " O believe it I The promise cannot fail, The word of Him who cannot lie Hhall certainly prevail. Though poverty and sickness To you much sorrow bring. Bear it all with meekness — Just tell it to your King. Even should foul calumny Your character assail. Confide in His protection — His word can never fail. Wayside Songs. Always trust His sj|;iacious word, Do what yon know is right ; Be in the path of duty found. And conquer in His might. Though all the powers of darkness Combine for your defeat, The Master's word is " fear not " — They surely shall be beat. i D/ "MY PEACE I GIVE UNTO YOU.^ His peace, who came the world to save And all its woes to heal ; Peace that no earthly friend can give, No earthly foe can steal. He keeps the soul in perfect peace That trusts alone in Him ; That leans upon Him constantly. Forsaking every sin. " My peace I give " tiiough in the world " Ye shall have tribulation ;" In Me ye may have rest and joy — • And uttermost salvation. Peace that passeth understanding. Its depth we cannot know — Far above our comprehending While W(^ tnrrv hero Ix'low. SS W'avsidc Sono-s. , \VIk'1i wc cast our cai'c on Jesus And from human comfort cease, He will sweetly whisper to us : I will give you perfect peace. Stronger than our greatest sorrow, Deeper than our deepest woe, Is the peace that Jesus gives us When to Him in faith we go. IMessed Jesus ! we do praise Thee For Thy peace, so freely given To the soul that's pressing onward To a happy home in heaven. -HOME SWEKT HOME." How pleasant in the evening hour, ^^'hen the day's work is done, To turn our footsteps liomeM^ard As we watch the setting sun ; To dwell with pensive tenderness On the meeting that's in store With the beloved ones at home — At our own cottage door. And as we near the happy spot, And watch the window pane, To hear each little voice sing out : " Pa,pa is home again," VVaysiile Sojigs. 59 Then see another face lo:)k up, SmiHng hi'i{,'htly as the rest- How gladly then we hasten on And clasp them to our hreawt. As at the «ocial board we meeL. We ask the Lord above, To give His blessing with our food And fill our hearts with love. How gratefully we recognize As we thus upon Him call ; 'lis He who crowns our lives with good- 'Tis He who gives us all. There are who had these blessings once, Who possess them now no more ; Who muse in ]minful retrospect With hearts so sad and sore. They miss the face that was so dear — • The touch that was so kind ; The sympathy so sweet and near That soothed the troubled mind. The kindly voice, the cheerful tone. When the little daily cares Weighed on the spirit heavily. How sweet it was to hear ! Now, that voice is hushed in death : And there is no one near To whisper words of tenderness, The saddened heait to chei-r. Co Wayside Songs. So many As no mil 11 _ ve him oread — He thought of those he 1 ft at home, Whose food was always good. As thus he came unto liimself He said : " I will arise And go unto my father," For he is good and wise. Waysick; Songs. His fatluT saw a Ion;,' way off, And ran to meet liis eliild — Foil on his neck with tenderness And spoke m accents mild. Prepared for him the fatted calf, And a rin^^ put on his hand ; All were ^dad hut the elder son, Wlio could not understand The need for any demonstrition About his sinful brother ; In anger he wou'd not go in Or try his wrath to smother. 65 How many like the elder son, Not being tempted to roam In pursuit of sinful pleasure From tlie Heaven-protected home, Look on with cold suspicion When a wanderer returns ; Seeking pardoning mercy In our gracious Father's arms. Fain would we seek each erring one That has wandered from the fold, To bring them back with gentleness Before their hearts grow cold ; Not wound with cruel indill'erence A heart that's sick of sin, r>iit lead them back to Jesus Who waits to take them ni. 66 Wayside vSongs. CHARACTER. 'Tis grand to own a character That everyone respects ; Better than gold or silver Is the good that it effects. To scorn with true integrity All conduct small or mean- To act with sterling honesty In every place and scene. To be true to our convictions Of what is good and right, Maintaining christian principle With all our will and might. Never yield through cowardice A position that is just, But bear in quiet patience And leave to God the rest. Character may be assailed That is both true and pure ; By the cruel tongue of slander May even be obscured. Reputation may thus suffer, But only for a time ; True character will bjar the test And will more brightly shine. Wayside Songs. If character is really true And the Bible is our guide, The promises are our support And we in Christ abide. We really have no cause for fear Whate'er the world may do : Our blessed Lord and Master Will bring us safely through. 67 PROGRESS. There are indications of progress In the earth both far and near ; We all are looking forward To an era bright and clear. Though much is said to the contrary The world is growing better, — We are living more in harmony With truth to the verv letter. Education is more appreciated ; In training the mind of youth There is every facility given For the acquisition of trutii. The telegraph and the telephone Are bringing the nations nearer — So near that they can work together And make their progress clearer. 68 Wayside Songs. The christian church is laboring too In the spirit of self-denial ; Sharing in each grand endeavour With steady persistent toil. Travelling by land, sailing the sea, To carry the news that makes all free — Laying the basis of civilization In every land in every nation. If men can be won to serve the Lord — To revere His name. His day, His word — To give Him their hearts, to give Him all- They will not under temptation fall. Guided by Him in each transaction, No matter what their rank or station. If they for ths right try wrong to redress It may hasten thss era of real progress. Love for the Master is one great need. Also the sowing of Gospel seed ; If sown for the sake of love to Him — Love for the souls of our fellowmen— The harvest will most glorious be Of progress, and light, and libarty; Come sow the seed, my brethren dear, The world is waiting and willing to hear. Come brotliers, sisters and children, too ; The harvest is ripe, reapers are few ; Speak for your Master, tell the glad news, Win them for Jesus : they cannot refuse. Tliey svu'ely need both pardon and peace Wriyside Songs. From Christ our King, our blessed High Priest ; Then in the world they will tell around Of the joy and peace in Him they found. If you aim for progress without pretence, Try to inculcate the use of good sense ; (irow with the times, gain wisdom each day — Lead others to seek the excellent way. Tell them of Jesus and His salvation ; He died to save men of every nation — Whatever color, of whatever race, They all may accept His wonderful grace. Work in this way till the end draws near And the light of progress is very clear : Till all in the world acknowledge Him Who gave Himself to banish sin. Go, tell the glad news to every man, In every place, whenever you can ; Work on till you hear the sweet " Well done *'- Come, my child, to your heavenly home. 69 AN ACROSTIC. Father, to us Thy Spirit give As for Thy cause we try to live ; Teach us what to do and say- How to serve Thee every day : Every moment, every hour Resting in Thy love and power. 70 Wayside Song's. THE 24TH OF MAY. To-day the country celebrates The birthday of a Queen As noble in her womanhood As Queen has ever been. With gentle grace and majesty She occupies her station ; Becoming to the dignity Of such a mighty nation. Though mistress of an empire On which the sun ne'er sets, In her the christian graces In every form have met. She sways with loving firmness The sceptre that she wields. And the people that she governs Their loyal homage yield. From every nation everywhere She merits admiration : From the peasant in the cottage To the peer of noble station. As our Queen, we reverence her Much more than any other; But we have learned to love her As maiden, wife and mother. s n I Wayside Songs. In her lonely widowhood True sympathy is given, And daily prayer ascends for her To the God of earth and heaven. No rank or dignity of station Can be exempt from care, But in the sorrow of our Queen The Nation claims a share. Grant her Thy protection, Lord ! Uphold her by Thy might ; As the eve of life draws near Make her prospects bright. When she resigns the royal crown That she has worn so long, May she wear a crown immortal And join the angels' song. 71 HEAVEN. We often speak of heaven And its streets of purest gold ; Its jasper walls, its pearly gates, And fountains clear and cold ; As we speak, we often sing The praises of our God and Khig. 72 WaysicUi Songs*. We often think of heaven And the many mansions there Ready for occupation For all who are prepared ; As we think our hearts we raise In gratitude and fervent praise. We often long for heaven Mid the turmoil and the strife. The weariness and struggling Of tliis uncertain life. As we long we upward look In patient faith and joyous hope. We often sing of heaven When the day's work is done ; Musing in the twilight hour As we watch the setting sun ; As we sing our hearts o'erfiow^ Longing for the time to go. If to sing or speak of heaven Can such sweet comfort give t What will our enjoyment be When we go there to live '? *' Eye hath not seen nor ear heard " The joy for us in Christ reserved. When we get home to heaven We'll be so much surprised That we are counted worthy To live above the skies : Tlirough our Lord we enter in. Praise alone is due to Him. mi mja Wayside Sonos. / o CHRISTMAS. Day of days, once more yon brin^ The Anniversary of our King ! C'oninieniorative of the love That brought Him to us from ab3ve, Some who saw the briUiant star Siiino upon them from afar, Came the Holy Child to greet, Bowing lowly at His feet. See! the Mother with her Son, In the stable, sad and lone ; No room for Him within the Inn, Though He is a royal King. No room for Him who left a throne, His Father's pity to make known ; Though at such tremendous cost He won salvation for the lost. No room for Him ! the world is fair, And many seek their portion there, Forgetting in their mirth and sin The Master waits to enter in. No room for Him whose tender love Gives us hope of rest above ; He came to cancel mortal sin — Yet there is no room for Him. 74 Wayside Songs. No room for Him ! is still the crv, We cai lot tell the reason why The sinful hearts He died to win, Still hesitate to let Him in. No room for Him ! we dare not say On this glad eventful Day ; Master ! claim us for Thine own — ■ Make each loyal heart Thy throne. We celebrate Thy birthday Lord, Thou art by many souls adored ; Win Thy ever wid'ning way Till all hearts Thy call obey. GOD IS LOVE, •• God is love," consoling truth, Proclaim it far and near ; Sing it in tones of gladness, Speak of it everywhere. He gave His Son to ransom us Because He loved us so ; To save us from the misery Of everlasting woe. If we believe the record true God gave us of His Son, In Him is life forever more And finitl rest at home. Wayside Songs. Our hearts are full of gratitude For such abounding grace : When we see Him as He is, " We'll give Him nobler praise." 75 HAITI NKSS. True happiness is not of earth, It is of heavenly mould ; It will not grow on earthly soil — The climate is too cold. Some seek it in pursuit of wealth, In having gold to spare, In trading at the busy mart — But ah ! it is not there. Some seek it in the gambling hall, In sin and folly share The wild excitement of pursuit ; But ah ! it is not there. Some seek it in the ball-room : When they have time to spare They dance around in search of it ; But ah ! it is not there. Some seek it in long journeys Around this world so fair ; They travel North, they travel South, But do not find it there. 76 WavsicU; Sonqs. To tell you whore you'll find it, This precious ^'eiii so mve, Walk in the path of self-denial And you will iind it there. Prostrate yourself at Jesua' i'eet In penitence and prayer; 'Tis found in all its hlessedness J^v those who seek it there. HOOKS AND READERS, There are books of all kinds, of every description, Some that are good though they are fiction ; They are too often read to pass away time — Not always because they give tone to the mind. We read them sometimes because they're alluring, With feeling and pathos so very ensnaring ; Sometimes we read them to drive away care, Forgetting their power our souls to ensnare. Extremes of all kinds are proverbially bad — Too much reading may make people mad ; To pursue one object day in and day out, Would soon make a lunatic out and out. We ought to be careful in our selection : The books we read should bear inspection ; We imbibe the tone of the writer's spirit Though we cannot lav claim to his merit. lii (I IM' Waysid'j Sonos. In all your r('iulin<^ oi' this hv (\\\\^" sure That you tamper not with - ' i; ..pure ; ^ Never countenance, l)y a v . or look A writer that scorns the liest of Books. Learn what yoii i-an, read what you nuiy, lUit strive in the pathway of truth to stay ; Improve every hour as best you are able And linish each day by readinj,' tlie liible. It will guide you in life, coiisole you in death, Sustain when in weakness you pant for breath ; If you follow its teaching, when this life is o'er You may land in safety on Canaan's shore. 77 APRIL. Like a maiden young and fair, lUushing with a timid air ; Like the lovely dawn of day Ere the darkness rolls away. Like the promise that appears Sanctified by smiles and tears. Like the pleasure that we knew As we thought that all were true. Like the hope we cherish here Far above this earthly sphere ; Like a dream of coming ioy That IK) malice can destrov. m'-.'iii ^tm^wm fw: 7« Waysiclc Songs. Harbin{,'er of suumier days, liri«,'lit with varit'^'atc'd rays ; Pasture sweet, and fresh and green, Adding beauty to the scene. Trees we might imagine dead IJudding into Hfe instead ; Rising from the Winter's storm All creation to adorn. Flowers growing in the shade, Blooming in the forest glade ; Birds in rapture with the earth binging out their joy and mirth. If this transitory sphere. So filled with beauty rare, Is not, cannot be, our rest Are we not supremely blest '? While we tarry here below What real pleasure we may know ! Tracing in each scene so fair Our Creator's love and care. As we on the border stand Of another brighter land, We will grateful praises sing To our Father, Saviour, King ! PWi Wayside Sonji^s. 79 hI':kk and thhrh. llert', the sun obscured by clouds, Woe and darkness, death and shrouds ; In jj;rie£ and suffering' to share, And every day our burtlen bear. There, the sunshine of God's smile, Joy that shall each soul beguile ; In perfect rest and perfect peace Where discord must forever cease. Here, the pain, the toil and weakness- Much of sorrowful lonely dreariness ; Here, the terrible grief and strife That form a part of every life. There, no fear of separation ; There, no danger of temptation — No need for tears, no doubts or fears— - But happiness thro' endless years. Here, dear ties by death are broken, Parting words in sorrow spoken ; Here, daily aspirations rise For rest beyond the starry skies. There, above death's power forever, Drinking from the crystal river, Rejoicing at our Master's feet, Walking with Him the golden street. 8o Wavsidc S()in>s. There, well know lliui !i8 our Kin*,'. As we witli tile Anf^'els sin^' ; Learnin/j: with tiiat happy thron.ij; Thj music of the <,'! ul " New Son now to choose the hetter part. " Just as I am," there is no ^'ood in me, (irievini,' for sin I come at once to Thee ; Seekinff forj,Mveness at Thy teet 1 how ; Look in mercy, Lord ! and lu-ar me now. ' Tust as T am," mournir;:,' my misspent life. Tired of sin and wearv of the strife ; Father look down, heal mv sinsick soul ! l'\)r Thy mercy's sake now make me whole. " .hisi as 1 am," Christ onl> is my plea, For His sake in pity look on me ; He pleads hefore the throiie for everyone — Listen, Lord ! to Thy heloved Son. " Just as I am," Thou canst not say mo nay, Jesus is the life, the Truth, the Way ; He s'ltt'ered *^o, while in this world helow. That every contrite scuil may pardcm know. Wayside Songs. " Just as 1 iiin," I can and will rojoice, For in my lieart 1 hoar Thy gontlo voice ; Like sweet music cominj,' down from heaven It whispers to my soul " Thou art lorgiven !" *• Just ns r am," 111 bow hefore His Tlirone, And in his dear j/resence (jnite at home ; In adoration at His feet I'll bow Who pardons all my sin and saves me now. S "MI(;htv to savh." itV, nay, ^V " Mijj^hty to save " the vilest one Who comes to Him in prayer, IVjwmn; at the msrcy-seat, Kneeling in sorrow there. Though stained with ^in as deep As man can ever know. He shall oe made as beautiful As frsthly fallen snow " Mighty to save'' the fallen ones. No matter how deeply sunk In the vortex of their misery, If only they repent. See ! how He stoops to listen As she sadlv murmurs o'er : When accuse I's fled, He gently said " (»o -and sin no more."' 82 Wayside Songs. Well may we join to praise Him Who is so stron<,' to save The vilest and the weakest From the terrors of the grave ! The grave of sin and sorrow ! To pardon, peace and love — To the spotless piirity Of the Paradise above. *' Miglity to save," most blessed Lord Set every wheel in motion ; Till everyone in every land Has heard of this salvation. Help us. Lord, by voice and pen To spread this blessed story, Till we leave this mortal scene To sing of it in glory. PFRSKRVKRArsT.K. When trouble or pcn-plexity Our onward course impede, We should by perserverance Determine to succeed. Tho' darkness seems to shadow The path we daily tread. If we purpose to do right It is best to iro ahi'ad. kI .',-ti'->;>J*;i!4\'.--i^«. u. ]-:r.':.:J\'/Ji>.^-'.iJrLi'Miri,*-..^^^,:ii\rj'^mJs^ % Wayside Songs. Tbo" difficulties may be groat It is folly to sit still ; Much may be accomplished By a determined will. Many an awful battle, In feebleness begun, Has ended in the victory By perseverance won. When satan tries to win us From the pursuit of right, If we resist his stratagems He'll take a sudden flight. He is an arrant coward, As every christian knows Who has felt the enmity Of his cruel blows. He dared to try our Master, The Lord of earth and sky ; He will not spare His servants — To win them he will try. The conflict may be terrible But tlie victory is sure ; There is no doubt about it If we to the end endure. So in the strengtli of Jesus We'll follow where He leads ; Tiiankful that He ever lives l*'()r us to intercede. 83 t-T ^;i^.:v*iW.v■)fl*Q^lJ^«l}ia«lSSlfe(4^rf^,■^■A■'£y.*^■lk'a w m 84 Wayside Songs. And when we near the harbor, When the haven is in sigh;,, We'll soar away in triumph To flwell with Him in light. IN MEMORIAM. Beloved ! art thou really gone From this lone vale of tears ; Shall we hear thy voice no more In all the coming years ? It grieved us so to witness pain That we could not relieve, Now thou art where pain is not, We thankfully believe. We dare not wish you back again To scenes by grief oppress'd ; Thou art happy now forever In the mansions of the blest. In (iod's time we'll meet again On the eternal shore. And sing together of tlie love That brought us safelv o'er. Farewell dear, it won't be long, We'll think of you in love Intil wo cross the .lordon To meet rnxn'm iil)ove. .vMUjLtitiVi'SiWtiiAif^)- .i:immida*iMs: Wayside Songs. 85 LIFK I.IKR A MAZE. Our path is frequently like a maze, As we pursue its various ways We wonder why we don't succeed In more satisfactory speed. At times we come to a sudden pause, We know not how to go on at all ; Two or three ways seem equally clear But which is hest does not appear. Often it is like a tangled skein We have tried to unravel in vain ; At last we give up in sheer despair Forgetting victory may be near. The problems of life we cannot solve ; Though there may be much involved, It is better when in such a plight To walk by faith and not by sight. If we ask the Lord to be our guide, Forsaking sin, and self, and pride, There's something better yet in view If we to principle prove true. Doing it all in the strength of Ilim Who came to take awa ' our sin; That way for us is certainly best Which leads us up to perfect rest. Instead of wasting precious time In discontent and useless whine ; We'll do our best and trust in Gcd To guide us on the upward road. ^tUMIlttwM* S6 Wavsidc Sollies. ASPIRK. Seek to associate with those Whose Hves are good and true ; Who ill each trying ciicumstance Strive what is l>e9t to do — Who act with conseientionsness, Although it n:iay involve A sacrifice on their part. They still for right resolve. Aspire to act a noble part In the battle for the right ; Even when you stand alone Just fight with all your might. The right shall surely triumph, It cannot be defeated ; Be true to it at all events And wroncr shall be unseated. Aspire to take an active part In every grand endeavor ; For the help of the oppress'd Give sympathy and favor. Aspire to Her\'e the Lord of all. Be in the foremost rank Of those who are most valiant. And never fear or flinch. Wayside Songs. Aspire to live in fellowship With Jesus Christ our Lord ; To exeniphfy in daily life The precepts of His Word. Then, when the end draws near And you lay your armor down, He will bid you welcome home To wear the victor's crown. 87 HIGHER, Higher in our mode of living. Higher in intelligence, Higher in our daily practice Of the use of common sense. In using judgment for ourselves Of what IS really good and wise ; Seeking always light from heaven That we may higher rise. Higher in our ministrations To all who are in need ; Higher in our constant efforts To sow the gospel seed. Showing how we sympathize With grief in every form ; Leading those to trust in Jesus W'ho are the most forlorn. . ms^^sm^ssmimmmss^^ ss Wayside S(jngs. Higher in our Hocial pleasures, In the means that we employ To secure for fleeting moments Little gleams of passing joy. Higher in acts of selfdenial That we can practice every day ; Helping some poor weary soldier In the blessed narrow way. Higher in the sweet communion We enjoy with Him we love ; Striving always to be ready For our happy home above. Seeking for the Holy Spirit To baptize our hearts with fire^ Waiting for the welcome summons : Come beloved, come up higher. THE OLD YEAR. The year is growing very old. Its final hour has come, It must join the centuries That are already gone. It bears upon its pages The records that are traced- Which in the coming ages Can never be ell'aced. Wayside .Soni^s, It is for soiiio a calendar Of noblo effort made, Tliat no sncceHsfiil atrate^^y Can cast into the shade. Of some it has recorded Wliat they fain wouUl hide : Of wasted opi)ortunities, Of idleness and pride. No effort can ohUterate The actions of the past, They are indeed indeUble And cannot be recast. Good bye old year, we must part ; Whatever may portend, \\'e'll sing a song of gratitude As thy moments end. Xg Another year is coming With pages (dear and fair, Lord, help us to be careful Of what is within there. Another year, dear Master ! May we from evil flee. And prove by loving service Our loyalty to Thee. go VVavsidt! Soiio'S, bi:l()vp:i). *' The bt'loved of the Lord shall dwell In safety by Mis side ;" I'rotected by Aliiii- w. Va T>P 92 Wayside Song's. We will improve this precious gift By striving to impart The knowledge of redeeming love To every sin-sick heart. Winning the Weary back again Who have left the Shepherd's care ; Telling how they all may find Safety and succor there. Then, when at last we fall asleep In the dawning of the light, The King will bid us welcome To the realm of endless life. DEATH. Death is a very solemn fact On which we all should ponder ; If quite unconcerned about it, 'Tis a very serious blunder. Death in the very dawn of life Is sad indeed to see ; Though we know the babe is safe-— From sin and sorrow free. Death in the bud of early youth Is even sadder still ; Though we know it must be right As it is oui' l''iithi>r"s will. m \\ ayside Sono^s. ])eatli in early womanhood, Or manhood in its prime, Is too great a mystery For mortals to define. Death conies to some so suddenlv In the zenith of their fame ; Tho' in the midst of usefulness They do not long remain. We cannot comprehend it With our imperfect sight : Our Father holds the key of death, Therefore it must be right. F)eath at a moment's warnin"- May bring the summons soon, Lord help us to be ready. Morning, night or noon ; As we listen to the call And yield our latest breath May we gain the happy shore Where there is no more death. 93 94 Wayside Songs. !i| wep:p not. Weep not iov dear ones passed away If in the Lord they died ; They are only gone to live with Him Forever hy His side. Weep not or wish them back again, They are only gone before To welcome you at evening-time To rest on the golden shor . Weep not, though it was hard to part Because they loved you so ; The Lord, who sees the future, knew It was best for them to go. Weep not. He makes no mistakes ; "He is too wise to err," He'll call you too, in His good time, In all their joy to share. Weep not, they have escaped so much Of grief, and pain, and care ; Temptation cannot reach them now — They're safe and happy there. JUit if you weep, remember tliis, Beyond the starry skies Your Father waits to wipe the tears Forever from your eyes. Wavside Soiiq-s. 95 SALVATION. No language can at all explain The story of salvation, Or tell the praise of Him who died For our emancipation. That (Jod in His great majesty Should stoop to care for man, Is what we cannot comprehend Or hope to understand. Angels longed to look into This mystery of grace, As they bowed in adoration J3efore our Father's face. it is enough for us to know The Father gave His Son- Jesus at once gave up Himself — And heaven for us was won. Wonderful love! past human thought Or angels' comprehension, That gives to every contrite heart Full, uttermost salvation. Go, tell it on the mountain top, That all the world may know The precious blood shed for them Can make them pure as snow. 96 Speak of it in the early morn, Talk of it noon and ni.s^ht, Till you sing of it forever more In His immediate sie loyal and upright in every way, Till tim(> sliiill bring you n brightei" djiv. Wayside Songs. Your safety dcpi'iids on your trust in God — Kear nothing but sin when under tlie rod ; He knows what ti-ainini,' will suit you best, You may safely leave to Him the rest. Press bravely on, you have nothing to fear, No evil can harm you when Jesus is near ; He'll call you home when your toils are o'er, And welcome you to the heavenly shore. How good to be safe, to know all is well ! Our gratitude should in anthems swell ; In life we'll praise, in death we'll sing The honors of our Lord and King. When we have crossed the narrow stream We'll sing His praises just the same ; As we sing below, we will sing above The triumphs of Redeeming love. J '3 FAREWELL! OLD YEAR. Farewell ! old year ; we almost feel Like parting with a friend : Recently we welcomed thee — Now thou art near thine end. Going to join the eternity Of years before tlH> Hood ; Bearing a faithful record Of evil and of good. 'IT I 14 Wayside Son^s. We hope the f^ood prcdoniinatea, That inncli lias hocii attained ; Tliat many true and loyal hearts May have no cause for shame. How many hopes have perished Since thou wast usher'd in ! How many hearts been wounded By }j[rief, and death and sin ! Such varied prospects blighted That promised such delight ; So many left in loneliness By sorrow's withering blight. Still we have cause for gratitude Though there is much we miss ; We hope to reach a better land Where all is joy and bliss. Now, we welcome thy successor As once we welcome thee ; While trusting in the Lord above We fear not what may be. Casting all our care on Him ' We need not doubt or fear ; Hoping to serve Him faithfully Through all the coming year. Waysitle Songs. 1 I :) REST. llow i)l('iisauL to rest (|iiii'tly, After f a^'ony Appeared like drops of hlood — When in the da-rk (iethsemane He howed in prayer to (Jod. Complete in Him who bore the cross ; Doing His Father's will Until He sank heneath its weight Upon the dreary hill. Complete in Him who took the cup Of bitterness and woe, And drained it to the very dregs, His wondrous love to show. Complete in Him who lay in death, So helpless and so lone. Resting in a borrowed grave. Hewn from a block of stone. Complete in Him who broke the seal That Pilate had decreed Should keep Him there a prisoner. As he hoped and believed. I 1 8 Wayside Songs. Complete in Him who ever lives To plead our cause on high ; Who overcame hoth sin and hell To bring po^: smners nigh. Complete ! oh, let us follow Him With swift, obedient feet, Rejoicing that He calls us all To be in Him complete. SUiViMKR I).^ VS. In summer time, when days are bright, And every scene is bathed in light, We gladly wander into the shade Of some sequestered quiet glade. •Sauntering there in a -ovely spot. We muse awhile in serious thought. Longing for something nobler, higher, To which we may in time aspire Thinking of scenes in other lands, Of beauty by the ocean strand. Of sorrows borne long years ago That left a blight on all below. Of loved ones, who are gone before, Who were so dear in days of yore ; Ready to go, in Christ forgiven. From pain on enrth to rest in heaven. Wayside Songs. As thus we muse in the waning hght We ahnost long tc take our flight ; To leave this vorld of sin and care And live with (Uirist forever there. It cannot be, we must do our work, Nor from the toil or duty shirk ; Winning souls from the ranks of sin That they with us may enter in. What if we have some pain and care ! We'll work away without a fear ; After the toil and victory won The time for rest will surely come. I l9 THK JOY OF SFRVICE, All those who love the Master, Who serve the King of kings, ('an tell by sweet experience The joy such service brings ; Thankful for the liberty That Christ alone can give, To them it is imperative For Him alone 'to live. To all who love Him truly He gives sweet peace and rest, And everything about them Is ordered for the best ; I 20 W'nysidc; Soiig^s. His yoke is always easy, His burden is so light That obedience is pleasure And service a delight. The labor may be lowly, But even a little thing- Becomes of gi'eat importance If done to please the King-: To give a gentle message, l>y the Spirit .given — To bid the tired sutterer Ho})e for rest in heaven. AVhat joy to win the sinner l" rom the error of his ways f To teach the blessed harmony Of pardon, love and praise ; There is joy in sympathy, With sorrow we may share : Tis joy to help the mourner His load of gi'ief to bear. The christian will he joyful If word and life accord With the glorious teaching Of our gracious Lord ; Following in His footsteps In communion sweet, We'll serve until He calls us To worship at His feet. Iliiipii i Wayside Songs. 121 FKLIX TRFMHLKI). How many like Felix have trembled When the message of mercy they heard ! Like Agrippa " almost persuaded " To yield their hearts to the Lord. But leaving the house of His glory, Mingling again in life's race, Put off for a season indefinite Seeking salvation by grace. When mourning for deai- ones departed, For a time they are soften 'd by grief ; They seem to be " almost persuaded," Yet their contrition is brief. When trials domestic or otherwise Are disturbing the peace of the mind. They appeal to God in their trouble— They own He is tender and kind. So many who love them are waiting To hear their decision is made— That now they will come to the Saviour Who only can pardon and save. But the world is to them so alluring, With its fashion, its glitter and glare, That though they are " almost persuaded " They yield to its follies and- snares. I 22 Wayside Songs. No Icnger be " uluiost persuaded " But come to your Saviour and Lord, He waits to receive you with favor If you come believing His word. Come ! lest he swear in His anger That you shall not enter His rest ; Come ! while the way is still open That leads to safetv and rest. KINDNESS. |i|ipi l!j IP I Who can tell the wondrous power Of service true and kind, That lulls into forgetfulness The sorrows of the mind ? As in the dawning sunlight The darkness disappears. So the voice of tenderness Can chase away our fears. m Tliough sorrow beyond expression May fill the aching heart, The tenderness of sympathy Some comfort will impart ; The poor convict in his cell It must be hard to win, Seared as his conscience is By the pursuit of sin. Wayside Songs, Kven he may be constrained His wickedness to own, . Won to penitence at last By iiind alluring tone. The winning charm of kindness No language can explain ; It can cheer the desolate And mitigate their pain. It has fascinating power The sufferer to beguile ; Told sometimes by gentle look Or tender loving smile. If we by human kindness Can cheer a dreary hour, Well may we trust the kindness That has Almighty power. 123 SINCERITY. Sincerity of cliaracter Is what we all admire : Those who do not practice it Will to the name aspire. Some are false as they can be But strive to imitate ; The semblance of sincerity Is theirs at any rate. 124 Wav>icl(j Sunt'-s. It is wrong to claim poHsession Of what we do not own ; Witli some it is ho common It lias to habit grown. They do not see how mean it is To give a false impression ; Tho' as bad as an open lie It is much more the fashion. Even some who seem devoted To Christ our blessed Lord ! Are not as sincere in action As they claim to be in word ; How needful that we always watch And pray, for strength and grace To be loyal and true to everyone, At every time and place ! (if By grace let us exemplify In every word and act The practice of sincerity, Confining ourselves to fact. Sincere in faithful service, Seeking strength each day To prove we love the Master, As we journey on our way. V\ a) side Sc)ng.s I 2 .*) SADNKSS. When the sad heart is wounded And overwhelmed by grief, How earnestly we long to find Some solace and relief ! The mind is almost tempted To yield to blank despair ; We see no hope in anything— No comfort anywhere. Our life appears a burden Too heavy to be borne ; Thus satan tries to tempt us The gifts of God to scorn. Missing some who loved us Jn the happy days of yore ; W'ho passed away before us To rest on the other shore. They left a void behind them That never has been fille([ , A longing for their presence That never can be stilled. Yet there are sorrows keener Than even death can brin"- — Ihat cast a deeper shadow And leave a sharper sting. 1 26 Wavside Soims. 'Tis tiuo we uiourn our kV\\\x ont'S But hope relieves?' the pain ; The (lay is not far distant When we shall meet again. Since there is so nuich sadness We cannot bear alone, We'll tell it to our Father As we bow before the throne. So many forms of suft'crinjii: We do not understand, JJut we can trust His goodness Where we cannot see His hand. A BIRTHDAY ORKKTING. Now, dear fuiend, 1 wish you joy On this your natal day : May He who only is supreme Be your strength and stay. Trust His Word, acknowledge Him, Whatever may betide. And He will keep you ever " Close to His bleeding side." Wavsicle Sonos. As the years crVuh swiftly by May you fully realize That you live in daily lueetness For rest above the skies. Walk in the path of dutv. Be loyal to your K\n Why should we go so far aside Seeking to be satisfied ? Why feed on husks instead of bread As on our daily path we tread ? Why should the glitter and the glare Of earthly toys our hearts ensnare ? When we may feast on things Divine And in our Master's likeness shine. Why should we so contented be In what we touch, and taste, and see ? There is something grander, higher. To which we should at least aspire. 30 Wayside Songs. Why should not tliosc comforts given lU'ing us notii'cr (lod and licaveii 1 Steps on which to mount and chmh To what W(> know is moi'c suhlime. Wliy do we rest in proj,n'L'ss made ? And waJk contented in the shade ? Feeding on triHes light as air Tiiat appear so good and fair. Why do we seek or hope for resl In what can never make us hlest ? Only in Christ can rest be found. — In Him alone true joys abound. Why not seek this gracious Friend, Who can to us sucli comfort send ? Why not our allegiance prove By a life of faith and love ? Why not ? how can we answer this ? We dare not risk our hope of bliss ; The sweet sense of sin forgiven, Hope of final rest in heaven. ji Let me press the question home, Why not to your Saviour come '? You can't afltbrd to live in sin : Oome and find a Friend in Him. W'ay^iidc Songs. i;. 1 PATIENCE. Tho irvntlo n^raco of patience Wo do not all })OHsess ; Or in the exercise of it We often are remiss. When circumstances try us, And even ri<,'ht seems wron*?, If patienc(> were more exer:;ised 'T would iielp us to be stronj^. Even the daily cares of life That are themselves so small, If impatience rules the spirit We cannot bear at all. What need for us to cultivate The spirit that can wait In quietness and patience, Tho' all things seem distrait ! There are times in every life When there is special need That the lovely grace of patience Be exercised mdeed. When grief and pain befall us, And faith and hope are dim, If quietly we wait and trust We shall by patience win. r J «?^ I ! 132 Wayside Songs. When storms of sorrow startle us, That we cannot comprehend, If we bear with quiet patience And own our Father's hand, He will give us faith to trust Hun, Tho' all seems dark and drear ; His wonder-working Providence Shall make our pathway clear. IT IS FINISHKI). " It is finished !" once for all He bowed His head and died ; While around the rabble mocked, The soldiers pierced His side. Well may onr tears in torrents flow As we dwell on love like this ; Love that suftered unto death To win for us release. Come, sinners, listen ! as we tell The cost of your redemption ; The Lord came down to rescue you- To die for your salvation. In sorrow, pain and weariness He travelled to and fro ; Veiled in the flesh His Majesty That you may piirdon know. Wayside Songs. What can we say to touch your hearts, If this will not avail To make you bow at Jesus' feet In penitence and prayer ? Come, poor sinners, come to Him ! Yield to your Saviour's claim ; Seek pardon, peace and safety In His blessed name. " It is finished," wondrous grace ! The door is opened wide ; See ! the thief has entered in, To dwell in Paradise. Come, beloved, your Maker calls — The Spirit bids you come ! Accept this great salvation. Now your Saviour own. 33 SATISFACTION. We are seeking satisfaction No matter where we go ; We do not always bear in mind It is not found below. We seek it in society, In interchange of thought ; Sometimes we feel a sense of it With (juiet pleasure fraught. I i 134 IM Wayside Songs. It does not linger with us, 'Tis like a fleeting breatli That may at any moment Pass away in death. We seek it in the morning, We search for it at noon, But seldom find in anything This ever blessed boon. There is a yearning for it In every human breast ; A strong desire to find it And he at perfect rest. The trouble is we look for it In everything around, Forgetting that in earthly gootl It never can l>e found. Apart from something higher The soul cannot he fed ; " Immortal as its Sire," It must have li^^ng Bread. Satisfaction ! what a rest The word itself implies I To know it by experience Our faith and hope must rise To Christ, our gracious Saviour, In Him we must believe ; There is full satisfaction For all whom He receives. Wayside Songs. As we induce some others To seek this blessed rest, The Master will be satisfied And make us truly blest. And when in His own likeness We rise in perfect joy. We shall be fullv satisfied Where blis* has no alloy. 35 "SURE AND STEADFAST." As hope of future happiness The pensive mind allures, We long for something tangible — Of which we may be sure. Imagination soars away Beyond the power of thought ; We wonder how, or when, or where This treasure may be sought. Can it be found in solitude, Far from the haunts of men ? In some sequestered, quiet spot Can we this blessing gain '? Or is it in sweet melody — In harmony of sound ? In intellectual pursuits Can hope like this be found '? - w. w 136 Wayside Songs Tell us, ye ministers of grace, Ye men of learned lore ; Or must wo ask the question Upon some other shore ? Is there no light to guide us In such a search as this ? The certainty of happiness — The hope of future bliss. '. ■■■ ' &:■> jrifiifllr? Hope, " both sure and steadfast, As an anchor of the soul," That comes to Christ for refuge And is by Him made whole. Beyond the veil it entereth — • A veil so frail and thin, It may at any moment rend That we may pass within. We who have found that Jesus Is our glorious Light, Are waiting till He calls us To His immediate sight. As He is our forerunner Our Saviour and our King, We'll follow where He leads us As we His praises sing. " Sure and steadfast," blessed hope I So full of consolation. Of comfort for the sorrowful, And perfect restoration. ■^r:^ ■^ Wayside Songs. 137 "ALL NIGH i IN PRAYER. If the glorious Son of God Had need to pray all night, How great the need for us to pray That we may walk aright. In communion with the Father He felt His strength revive, And in that power He overcame When by the tempter tried. Putting forth His healing power, The unclean spirits fled ; And when He spoke in majesty His voice awoke the dead. Praying for His beloved ones On that most solemn night, That they might walk beside Him And dwell within His sight. Not for those alone He prayed Who heard His gentle voice. But for all who trust His Word And in His love rejoice. Love Divine ! no mortal love Can be compared to Thine ; By its purity and power May our actions shine. : JTW Wayside Songs. Lord, ])k'a(l for ns in Heaven, Before our Father's throne, And brin^ us all in safety To dwell with Thee at home. NONE BUT CHRIST." i» im No matter what may come or go, Only Jesus would I know ; Living for His righteous cause, (loverned by His holy laws. None but Jesus, come what may 1 would own His loving sway ; Tell how much He love's to save All who for His mercy crave. None but Christ in grief or joy ; I would all my days employ Telling of redeeming grace, At each proper time and place. None but Christ in hours of pain. Other comforters are vam ; He alone can courage give. Helping us to bear and live. None but Christ when death invades, Casting on our hearts a shade ; Taking dear ones from the home — • Leaving us so sad and lone. Wayside Songs. None but Jesus would we know When 'tis time for us to ^o ; He will stem the rushing tide And land us on the other side. Jesus ! Thou art our delight, Help us always to do right, Till we reach the happy shore And never sin or suffer more. 139 REFUGE. In seasons of pain and sorrow. Temptation, grief or care. What comfort to know of refun-e To which we may repair ' When adversity befalls us And suffering is severe, God will not forsake His own ; He our prayer will hear. If we come in perfect 'confidence And tell Him all our sorrow, We shall obtain effectual help In every time of trouble ; " Our Refuge " in the trying hour We may hide and feel secure, If we only trust implicitly And keep our record pure. 140 Wayside Songs. He shall hide us with His feathers As under His wings we rest ; His word our shield and comfort If we in the promise trust. Abiding beneath His shadow As we cast our cares on Him, He will protect us evermore And pardon all our sm. No fear of the terror by night, Or arrow that flieth by day, The Lord is our strenght, our refuge, So we chase our fears away ; He will protect and safely guard All who confide in Him, Until through mercy infinite At last they enter in. BE CHEERFUL. A cheerful look and pleasant tone It would be well for all to own ; To cultivate a cheerful state Would often cheer an adverse fate. Tho' there is much to cause us grief There's also much to give relief ; Perfect truist with faith and prayer Will often chase away our care. Wayside Songs. 141 When trouble comes, as come it may At any time, by nigbt or day, Unwaverind ; Fear not, tha clouds are breakin"- There's comfort yet in store, With perfect happin'jss at last I'pun thj etjrnal shore. 143 THK ROYAL CROWN. All royal crowns are radient With many precious stones— With diamonds and rubies Most costly ever known ; But this splendor pales beside The crown of righteousness It will not bear comparison With such a crown as this. The crown of thorns, that cruel crown, With which they mocked our Lord The Creator of the universe, Whom angels bad adored ; We bow in solemn sacred awe. With reverent grateful joy — This crown was worn to give us hope, Of bliss without alloy. '44 Wayside Songs. Thu crown of sorrow we iiiust wear, Tlio crown of rtuH'orinf,' too ; These tho Master bore for us — He will our stretii^'th renew ; I'\)llowin<,' where Himself hath led We need not doiiht or fear, If we but serve Him faithfully And keep the conscience clear. We would serve Him what'er bc'fi* Who bore so much for us— Suffering' such a cruel death To save us from the curse ; Spcakinpf to our friends and others Of the {glorious " old, old story,' Workinjjf till He calls us home To wear the crown of glory. AN ACROSTIC. n For Thy many mercies, Lord ! And for Thy most holy Word, I will render constant praise ; Telling in Thy love and grace How we can Thy goodness trace. Wayside Songs. H5 WIDOWHOOD. We aympafchizo with widowhood ; But few can realize How sad and lonely is the lot Of those who thus are tried : To miss the voice that was so dear, The touch that was so kind The sympati V so sweet and near, So sooti n^ to the mind. To sit and muse in solitude, Of happy seasons past ; To feel it is so sad and strange They did not always last. Recalling in our dreariness Each tender look and tone Of one who loved us always. Who now, alas ! is gone. In other forms of suffering We can obtain relief In the kind sympathy of those Who share with us our grief; But in the widow's loneliness There is no friend but God, Who can support and comfort her Along life's dreary road. ml TmnP 146 Wayside Songs. *' Thy Maker is thine husband," Words of inspiration Given ,,0 cheer the stricken one In her desolation ; And as she slowly comprehends This sweet message given, Comfort descends into her soul Like the dew from heaven. m " Let th) widows trust in Me," Sweet privilege of hope, For thG3e who trust alcne in God Cannot be desolate ; Soon we'll meet the tlear ones gone, Where faith is lost in sight. For sorrow cannot penetrate That land of pure delight. MOTHER. Ill 1 1 No word in the English language Is sweeter than that of mother, A halo rests around that name Not given to any other. We learn the tenderness of love From our mother's gentle sniile ; Before we understand at all Love doth our thoughts beguile. Wayside Songs. A babe will watch its mother's eye Sooner than any other ; If she appears preoccupied How the lips will quiver ! Mothers, exert your influence, This wonderful mother-love ; Training your dear little ones That tliey may useful prove. A mother cannot give up hope Though others may despair ; The wanderer will return at last For God will hear her prayer. Though he may to manhood grow. Or lovely womanhood, They are as much her boy and girl As when at home they stood. In trouble, sorrow, or sickness, Mother is never tired ; She will patiently hope and pray When others have retired. Poor Mother ! in the evening-time She may have much to bear ; Then those she nursed so fondly Must return her kind care. H7 WWr- 148 Wayside Songs. ill Is AFAR OFF. How many there are like Peter Who Hnger on the road ! Following Christ a long way off, Their love grows very cold. How can we face temptation When far away from Him ! We must realize His presence If we would conquer sin. The enemy knows our weakness, And with malignant spite Assails us with his stratagems To lure us from the right. Very often we have stumbled. Thinking ourselves so safe ; We were following afar off, We realized too late. Like Peter we have sought relief In bitter sobs and tears, When Jesus looked upon us And thus awoke our fears. Like him, too, we were forgiven, Like him may we prove By fully consecrated life Our ufratitude and love. II Wayside Songs. 149 HIS OWN SHEER " He putteth forth His own sheep," And as they hear His voice, They follow where He leads them And in His care rejoice. He goes before — they know Him And trust His wisdom too, As they struggle thro' deep water And dangers not a few. They hear His gentle footsteps As they follow in the rear ; And own His loving guidance Without a doubt or fear. The wolf of sin pursues them, But the Shepherd is so near That they can face him boldly And keep the conscience clear. To save them from destruction He freely gave His life, And He will not forsake them Mid all the toil and strife. happy fold ! protected by Such tender love and care ; No danger need alarm thee— No sin thv steos ensnaw I50 Wayside Songs. He goes before — He leadeth, The pathway must be right ; We need not doubt o»- falter He has perfect sight. In suffering or in soi'rpvv He will our burden bear ; We may trust Him fully Till we His glory share. In trouble or temptation We may by grace overcome, Until we cross the Jordan To live with Him at home. .1 ;n ffl 1 i.ib Ifjlilf: If I "WHY WILL YE DIE?" *' Why will ye die?" since Jesus died Your sinful soul to save ; To rescue you from sin and woe Himself to death He gave. " Why will ye die ?" why cling to sin And tread the downward way ? Seek for help from Christ the King — He will not say you, nay. " Why will ye die ?" why still resist Such tenderness and grace ? Seek the Lord, yield all to Him, 13efore it is too late. Wayside Songs. " Why will ye die ?" What can I say To break your heart of stone — To bring you to the Master's feet, Your sinfulness to own ? " Why will ye die?" He died for you, He waits to take you in — To make you happy in His love — To pardon all your sin. 151 < t I BESEECH YOU." Words to us in mercy spoken, Are of love a tender token ; We dare not such a plea resist — In rebellion still persist. There is forgiveness still for thee, Only give thyself to Me ; All you have to Me present And of every sin repent. Thus our gracious Father pleads, Anxious to supply our need ; Willing to forgive our sin And to make us pure within.. 152 Wayside Songs. Come, and make no reservation ; Trifle not with your salvation ; God will not the gift reject — He is waiting to accept. He has spared your wasted youth Come to Him, accept the Truth ; To resist no longer strive — Make a willing sacrifice. Your reasonable service give That you may for Jesus live ; He gave all He had for you, Come and to His claim be true. iliit' Count well the cost before you come ; Mind, He claims you as His own — Shed for you His precious blood — Died to win you back to God. What more could be done than this. To secure your future bliss ! Jesus on the cross was slain, Your salvation to obtain. Si. Now, He longs to save your soul : Come, He waits to make you whole ; Once for all the struggle cease : He will give you perfect peace. Wayside Songs. Come lest He in anger swear That He wilJ no more forbear ; Trifle not with proffered grace Lest He turns away His face. •' I beseech you," what a plea From the Load of life to thee ! Poor repentant sinner come : Take the pardon Je.sus won. ^53 THOUGHT AND NATURE. Who can gauge the power of thought ? If we use it as we ought It will improve the mind .; At early morn and lovely eve Nature will fresh subjects give Of every form and kind. How sweet to watch the dawn of day As the darkness rolls away Before the rising sun ! To pierce beyonr^. the brilliant scene To lands unknown, to things unseett'^" '■'•- Ere day has well begun. ■ '' How we enjoy the mid-day hour, As in some secluded bower We sit and think alone ! •54 Wayside Songs. To know the nassinjj; moments won , By steady toiling until noon Are verily our own. And as we dwell in pensive mood On all that's nohle, true and good, Our hearts with homage glow To Him who tints the forest glade, And beautifies the light and shade, Of all things here below. s > The evening soon draws on apace, And in its beauty we can trace Something nobler, higher ! Rest beyond the glorious sun, Strife all ended, work all done — To this we all aspire. Nature is a charming book, If we for her secrets look She will prove a friend, Leading by a train of thought. With the truest pleasure fraught, To the heavenlv land. i As the. sailor homeward bound Now an 1 then can hear a sound From the far distant shore ; So the sad soughing of the trees, In the gentle summer breeze, Tells us of somethinj? more. Wa\ side Songs. As the scattered blades of grass, Hardly noticed as we pass, Soon will adorn the sod, So the power of thought should rise, Far beyond the starlit skies, To lose itself in God. As lovely twilight lades away Lost in the departing rays Of the retiring sun ; So the scenes of earth appear As the swiftly passing years Carry us nearer home. .-.r. Soon the night of death will come : . We must pass beyond this zone To learn what that implies ; If in Christ we have found rest, He will make us truly blest, And wipe our weeping eyes. We bid farewell to needless fear : We would not always tarry here, So far away from home ; Jesus took the sting of death, And when we resign our breath He will bid us, Come I If we serve Him here below We may all the sweetness know Of his redeeming grace ; :).■) i * 156 Wayside Songs. He who sits upon the throne Never will forsake his own, Whatever may take place. Why then should we fear the close Since our blessed Master knows How little we can bear ? We would rather trust His love Till we reach our home above, And in its glory sliare. Though at times in darkness here, When we reach that happy sphere We'll know as we are known ; In the light of Christ the Lamb We shall see the great I am, Who claims us for His own. No more sorrow, no more tears, No more pain, no doubts or fears, But joy beyond compare ; In the presence of our Lord We shall reap a rich reward. And dwell forever there. Wayside Songs. 157 A SERIOUS OUKSTION, What will you do with the iMiisttr ? You cannot His claim set aside ! He is the Messiah — accept Him, Forsaking your folly and pride What will you do with the Master, Who pleads for a place in your heart ? Will you refuse Him admission, venture to bid Him depart '? Though He is mercy embodied To all who yield to His claim ; For those who live in rebellion He will not His pity retain. " What will you do then with Jesus " W ho died for your sin on the tree ? Bearing such terrible anguish That you may forever go free. Don't turn away from this question. Or He in just anger may swear That in the rest that remaineth You cannot in anywise share. Tho' now, He waits to be gracious And gives of the Spirit to all, He will not strive with you always, : 1 pray you respond to His call. J I I! I \\l\ 15S Wayside Si^ngs. Defer not till f,'rief or sickness Appual in sad tone to your soul ; Come tc Him who redeemed you — He maketh the desolate whole. Think, how <,'reatly lie suffered — How much He calmly endured — That peace and perfect salvation Miji^ht he for sinners secured. Think of the joys that await you, If you to His service prove true ; Think of the friends who will greet you And share in your happiness too. As you pass onward and upward He will from all danger defend ; Kven though others forsake you He will prove true to the end. Will you not answer this question ? For I cannot plead anymore But 1 hope at last to meo* And sing with the THE QUESTION ANSWERED. What will we do with the Ma-'cr? We gladly acknowledge Him King! Trying with steady persistence The homage of others to brinir. Wa\sicle Songs. What will we do then with Jesus, Who (lied our salvation to gain ? We yield Him our loyal service And f,M'atefiillv own His claim. What will we do with our Master? We will His authority own, Trying hy earnest endeavor His wonderful love to make known. ■59 III I. When howed down by affliction, We will try to honor Him Who bore so much for sinful nian, Although He had no sin. Called to bear reproach or shame, We will bear it like our Lord, Who bore the sneering of a crowd. Not giving sign or word. D. To prove our love sincere and true We will yield to Him the best. Bearing with patient obedience Should He our loyalty test. Thus do we answer the question So solemnly sad and sweet ; Thankful for your solicitude lentil in heaven we meet. iji'NIfj 160 Wayside Songs. \ !n. BK STILL B3 still, sad heart repine not Though friends you love may fail, And satan tries his utmost Your courage to assail. Be still, the storm is breaking •' So let your struggles cease ; The tempest ouns its Master — J^st rest in perfect peace. Be still and trust the Pilot, He your barque will steer ; His word is quite sufficient To banish all your fear. *. . ': . ' . ■ . ,. 1 The storm can never, never rise Beyond His power to quell ; For all things are subservient To His Almighty will, The clouds are slowly passing by, The sun is shining too ; He never will forsake his own It they oo Him prove true. He sees the di'eadful breakers, He knows the danger near, Yet He tells us frequently There is no cause for fear. 1, Wayside Songs. '* Fear not," thou art mine, my child ; I am thy God and ^nide ; I am thy shield and refuge Whatever may betide. My heart was sad when I began These simple lines to write ; Now, the voice Omnipotent Has put my fears to flight. The storm, the cloud, and sunbeam His grand designs fulfill ; There may be cause for sadness— But, we'll trust Him and be still. i6i "JESUS ONLY." We cannot do without Thee, We would not if we might ; Thou art the spirit's sunshine — The fjoul's supreme delight. We would not do without Thee When all is bright and clear ; We cannot feel contented Unless our God is near. We cannot do without Thee ; When by grief oppressed There is no hope or comfort Fntil in Thee we rest. l62 Wayside Songs. We cannot do without Thee When tears bedim our eyes ; Only in Thy tender love The sting of sorrow dies. We cannot do without Thee When friends our cause forsake ; We dare not do without Thee When there is much at stake. Only in Thee can we obtain Power to conquer sin ; Only in Thee can we become Sinless and pure within. Only in Thee can we o'ercome, Or put our foes to flight ; Only in Thee can wo be true And loyal to the right. Jesus, ever blessed Lord ! Only in Thee we rest ; Laying our burdens at Thy feet Ourselves upon Thy breast. Wayside Songs. 163 " REDEEMED." Redeemed to speak His praises Who died our souls to save ; When on the cross of Calvary His life for us Pie gave. Kedeenied to sing His praises W'ho suffered here below ; That each repenting sinner May full forgiveness know. Redeemed to shout His praises W^hen we see the sinner fall In true repentance at His feet — Upon His name to call. Redeemed to show our sorrow By sympathy in grief ; Like our beloved Master To weep with them that weep. Redeemed to tell His power To save us from all sin ; To crown our hves with blessing And make us pure within. Redeemed to show to others, By a consecrated life, The power of grace sufficient To uphold us in the strife. iii!|f| 164 VV^ayside Songs. Redeemed to tell the story Of His Redeeming love ; Till with unnumbered millions We sing His praise above. THE GIFT OF GOD. Glorious brilliaat sunlight, Varied fruits and flowers — Scenes of marvellous beauty To brighten the Summer hours. The sunset in thi^ gloaming Radient with colors bright, Brings on so mysteriously The waning of the I'ght. The birds in harmony unite Their maker's praise to sing, While all creation demonstrates The goodness of our King. Mid scenes like these we wonder That He has given the so much Trying by such kindness Our sinful hearts to touch. And when to these are added The greatest gift of all — He who brought redemption For all who on Him call. Wayside Songs " The Gift of God," eternal life Through Jesus Christ our Lord- To all who will surrender And take Him at His word. We cannot win or purchase this : It is a gracious gift ; The price was paid on Calvary, The fallen world to lift. Even to those far gone in sin This precious gift is sent ; The only stipulation is That they must all repent. Surely the knowledge of such love Should break the heart of stone. And make us yield our lives to Him Who for them gave His own. I6 :) DELIVERANCE. " I will deliver them," saith the Lord To all who trust His gracious word ; Doing His will they shall surely know Which is the best way for them to go. Circumstances may be very obscure. Seeming too hard for us to endure ; Still we must patiently persevere — Probably time will make them clear. 1 66 Wayside Songs. Ill . Il||| We may have foes that are proud and stronj^^ Who triumph awhile, hut not for long ; The wrong shall surely vanish away As darkness recc des at dawn of day. The conscience clear, we may leave the rest To Him who always permits the best ; He only can make the crooked straight And quiet the utterance of cruel hate. This He will do for all who are true — Who trust on Him their strength to renew ; The heart sincere, the life without blot, Character too, will prove without spot. We would be like our blessed Master, Therefore, we may expect dii^aster ; If they say we work through Beelzebub We must be content to bear the rub. Content ! we should rejoice and sing If counted worthy to follow our King ; If with Him we suffer while here, We certainly shall His glory share. THE CHRISTIAN RACE. To run the race set before us Requires vigilant care. Lest we stumble on the pathway Or yield to satan's snare. .Wayside Songs. The open gate is very straight : There is no room for sin ; We must leave it all behind us If we would enter in. I 6; The road is extremely narrow, We must lay all aside If we would run successfully, And hope to gain the prize. l! Looking toward the recompense, Awaiting those who win, Who in the strength of grace Divine Have conquered mortal sin. No need for regret, looking back To tarry on the road ; 'Tis only by pressing onward We reach the mount of God. Still " looking for that blessed hope," The coming of our Lord ; Just seeking to be guided by The precepts of His Word. Then, when the race is finished, And we are on the wincr, May we hear the commendation Of our immortal King. I HI I 1 68 Wayside Songs. GOD IN CHRIST. Jesus, Saviour, Son of God ! Hope of our fallen race, We bow in meekness at thy feet : Reveal to us Thy face. Some dare say, Thou art not Divine, But we know it is not true ; For all who come in faith to Thee Thou dost pardon and renew. ||i;iii How dire they thus belie Thy name And trail it in the dust '? Thou who did'st die to ransom all Who in Thee fully trust. Art Thou not the true Messiah ? There surely is no doubt ; For all Thy pardoned children Delight Thy praise to shout. i We own we cannot understand The wonderful relation ; How the Father, Son and Spirit Work for man's salvation. Nor can we comprehend at all How God works in nature ; How He develops all His plans And cares for every creature. Wayside Songs. Our God in Clirist to save tlie world Laboring for man's good ; No power of thought can grasp it— It can't be understood. Only those by grace renewed Can comprehend in part How He reveals His saving plan And satisfies the heart. " I and My Father are one," We must believe His Word ! Such testimony who can doubt ? He is both God and Lord. He must be more than mortal man To save the sinsick soul, "Who bade disease and demons fly And made the wounded whole. 69 " Emmanuel," our God with us : The great Eternal God Veils His Majesty in flesh According to His word. In triumph soon the saints shall rise With Him in glory bright ; Darkness shall be chased away By everlasting light. \\p 170 Wayside Songs. mi "ONH THING." What can it be ? this lovely thinf? Of which we often talk and sing ; That while giving grace, to beauty Shows the path of daily duty. Is it the cheerful, charming tone That some cultured people own ; The winning smile or gentle air Tliat makes some faces look so fair? Is it power to sympathize, To wipe the tears from tired eyes ; Power to charm oppressive care And in the grief of others share '? Is it love ? that wondrous power That comforts in the saddest hour ; Driving sorrow and care away — - Turning the darkness into day. Yes, it is love to God and man : Love that accepts the Gospel plan ; Following Christ in weal or woe No matter where He bids us go. Bearing for Him reproach or shame, Because we love His blessed name ; Suffering, waiting, lying still, Bearing or doing His sweet will. V\'a\siclc Songs. Sootliinjr tho Hick, helping the poor, Sharing with them our ^ -^ty re; Doing it just from lov jim Who gave Himself to cancel sin. Praying for those who never pray ; Persisting in their careless way- Regardless of the tender love That heams upon them from al>ove. This is in very truth and deed The " One Thing " we as sinners need : Grace to practice self-denial, Working for Christ with steady toil. * To be with Him in purpose one— To know by faith we are His own ; Trying by life, and pen, and brain, His great salvation to proclaim. 171 AMBITION. ^ ^ Ambition, when well directed Sometimes ensures success ; Gaining by steady persistence What we long to possess. Tho' ruin has often been wrought By it when unrestrained. It is a splendid possession To cultivate and retain. 72 It'll: Wayside Songs. If controlled by common sense It may win a l)ri<>lit career ; Secnrinfj; true prosperity — Making our pathway clear. There must he honest endeavor, Action must hear the light ; That success may be assured Allegiance to what is right. Regarding the welfare of all, Doing what good we 3an, Trying to follow the Master And help our fcUow-man. If this we do He will aid us In all we undertake ; And give as much prosperity As we can safely make. If we try with true ambition, Upheld by grace divine. The blessing of the Lord above Will on our efforts shine. iii 111 THE CHILD'S APPEAL. Father, please will you ccme home ? Mother is crying all alone ; She is not well to-night I fear — Father ! dear father, do you here ? Wayside Songs. So said tho drunkartrs little child In accents very meek and mild ; He turned on her a cruel stare, Bidding' hor <,'o, he did not care. Poor little girl ! she was afraid, The' she tried to seem quite brave, Saying again in tender tone : Father, please will you come home ? He scowled then, the drunken sot ! And his manhood he forgot ; Aiming at her a cruel blow- He told her once again to go. She staggered slowly to the street : In scanty clothing and shoeless feet ; While he, regardless of her woe. Was glad at last to see her go. Is there help for this awful thing '? This drink that leaves a cruel stinq: ! Placing reason beyond control — Hurting the health, killing the soul. '^7':> There is help if all will unite : Punish the wrong, protect the right ; Listen ! take your true position — Help the remedy — Prohibition. VVcivside vSoncrs. CHRISTMAS. We celebrate a«jfain to-day The advent of our Kin ^S^ ^a w 1% •■''v. /A ^ ''F o / IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 - 113^ II :- l^ I.I ;: 1.25 III 1.4 IIIM IIIM I'M 1.6 Photographic Sciences Corporation V k^o h * / / w< v i/i ^V % % •^ -S\ % \ 6^ rv* 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 V^ 'Q. 0"- 1 86 Wayside Songs. " Awiiko, ye saints " and daily prove Your loyalty to Him yon love ; Show all how happy you can be Since He has set your spirit free. SAFE AT LAST. Safe within the jasper walls, Bright city of the skies, What a scene of rapture ! What a glad surprise ! How the rapt soul will wonder, Freed from mortal breath, That at any time or place It was afraid of death ! I Away from scenes of suffering, Far from grief or pain. The happy spirit feels at last That even death is gain. Left far behind the weariness. The long and dreary night ; Away from the gloomy darkness To dwell in Jesus' sight. What a glorious, happy lot For the pardoned soul That has found rest in Jesus' love And is made really whole ! Wayside Songs. Far above the touch of sorrow, Beyond the starry skies, Mid scenes of joy and loveliness The soul in rapture flies. She wings her way in joy supreme Across the happy plain ; Shouting songs victorious To her Redeemer's name. 187 ALWVWS NEW. Old as the everlasting hills, As crystal drops of dew, ^et to our admiring sight Sunshine is always new. AlwavR new, is the bright dawn Of the sweet morning hour ; Token of our Maker's love- Emblem of His power. Always new, the sunset glow. Lovely with colors bright : Saying to each weary soul 'Tis time for rest, good night. Always new, the coming Spring With its shade and showers ; Bringing into beauty rare Trees and Summer flowers. iSS VVciyside Songs. Always new thonf,'h very old Is the autumn of the year ; Showing unmistakably Our Father's tender care. ; t Always new the story told So ofi in times of yore, That each repetition was Far dearer than before. Sweet old Story ! ever new, That Jesus died for all And waits to give salvation To all who on Him call. Always new, the joy supreme Of Angels, as they sing The praises of redeeming love- The praises of our King. THEY SERVE. They serve who only stand and wait Patiently at the palace gate ; Simply announcing those who come To bow before an earthly throne. Wayside Sono-.s. They serve who in the battle field Try their country and home to shield ; Hiskin^r ijfe regardless of fear- Obeying the Captain anywhere. They serve who in the trenches lie, Watching the foe with steady eye ;' Only waiting under the hill, Serve by quietly lying still. J^oing as much general good As though in the front rank they stood- Just as much as i engaged Hand to hand the war to wage. Courage does not consist in noise, Or speaking in commanding voice ; The highest courage is to obey When told in danger's path to stay. They serve who on the ocean wide Never in cowardice turn aside ; Working away the ship to steer — . Hoping the awful shoals to clear. They serve who do the will of (iod Uttering n(i rebellious word ; Casting all their care on Him— Fearing nothing as much as sin. They serve who bear His holy will, Learning to suffer and be still ; Anticipating that glad day When siu and pain shall pass away. icS9 go W^iyside Songs. They serve who bear reproach and shaine Because they love the Master's name ; Delighting thus to follow flim, Who died the sinner's heart to win. They serve who leave to Him their cause, While they respect His righteous laws ; Regarding naught the world may say As they pursue their onward way. They serve who speak a word for Him, Trying the sinner's heart to win ; Though frequently they may offend, They need not such a course defend. They serve who look to (rod alone Their vindication to make known ; Wait the direction of His will — Listening for the " Peace be still." They serve who wait the summons, Come ! Hoping to hear the words " Well done ;" Longing to be with Christ at rest Within the mansions of the blest. They serve who bow before the Throne, Their gratitude and love to own — Service grander, nobler, higher, To which I hope we all aspire. ■^ \Vc ivsicic Songs. 191 '^ALWAYS IJGHT AHEAD. Why need we walk in darkness Although the way is rough? Surely light our Master gives Will always prove enough : And yet my spirit trembles With anguish, till I feel My heart is almost breaking With sorrow that is real. At times no hope appears for us, The i)ath we tread is drear ;' Our prospects do not brighten— Our hearts are full of fear. Hope defer'd that maketh sick Has been our portion long, . Still we tried to banish grief And cheer the way with song. " AH things work together for good To those who love the Lord," This we must perforce believe If we believe His Word. We need not be dismayed, To God we leave our case. And we shall surely overcome ' Thro' Flis abounding grace. 102 Wavsidc Soims. LO I AM WITH YOU ALWAY." Much is iuiplicHl in these sweet words, To the lovinjj; obedient heart, Of fellowship, love and protection Above our expression or thou<,'ht. If sorrow at times may seem to hide The presence so holy, so dear ! The loyal heart may rest assured The Master is certainly near. What comfort to know while here below The rest of this promise so sweet ! With us in all whate'er may befall No matter what trouble we meet. Taking part in the work of the world, The daily employments of life ; He is with us, the source of our strength In sorrow, in sickness and strife. With us each day, and with us alway ; With us without and within ; Nothing can part the soul from its Lord ! No, nothing on earth but sin. Marvellous love ! for sinners like us The Lord of the universe cares ; Well may we sing in praise of our King, Forsaking the world and its snares. Wayside Songs. *' Upward, onward," our motto shall be, Till deatli all ties shall sever : Then rohed in white, in realms of light, Live in His presence forever. 193 THANKSGIVING. The soul that's full of gratitude Must surely voice her praise, At every time and season, Tn appropriate ways ; Sorrow may have touched us. But it is very clear Blessings that we cannot count Crowned the passing year. The world is so full of brightness, The sunlight is for all, Though frequently a shadow May on our pathway fall ; Sunshine has far exceeded The shadow on our days, And even through our sadness There runs a note of praise. Our Father is so kind and good, He makes this world of ours A scene of perfect brightness, Kjuliant with flowejvs ; '94 Wayside Songs. Tliou^'h we are probationers For rest above the .skies, There is much to cheer us here And help uh win the prize. Tho' the morning may be gloomy And clouds may intervene, Hiding from us the beauty Of many a lovely scene. As the brilliant noonday May make all nature bright, In the coming evening hour It surely "shall be light." The Master has promised us Abundance for our need. So we may trust Him always, Loyal in thought and deed ; We may have cause for sorrow. And grief will have its way, But we will banish mourning On our " Thanksgiving Day." HIS NAME! Like music in the evening air, Like the peace that follows prayer. Like sunrise after dreary night. Or sunset with its golden light. i"«»1S5i!-'aB^&!««SS. Wayside Songs. Like rest when daily toil is o'er, ^^»- joy to he-arts hoth sad and sore • Like sleep that lulls our pain away,' ho soothing with its gentle sway. Like the heauty of the ilowers We all admire in leisure hours ; Like the peace to sinners given' Wafted from the gate of heaven. Jesus ! what on earth can claim Comparison with Thy dear name ? 'Tis sweetest music to the soul, Making the contrite sinner whole. Jesus ! let the glorious sound Extend to earth's remotest bound ; Till every man of every race Knows the power of saving grace. Jesus ! let Thy precious name Touch the soul by sin enchained • Break Thou his fetters, set him free And let him find his all in Thee. Begin Thy universal reign ; Let Thy holy, precious name *' Reveiberate f.om shore to shore," Till sin shall triumph nevermore.' '95 96 Wayside Songs. •' RHJOICI': I<:VKRM()RH.' Some rejoice in their possesHioiis, In the comfort wealtli atlbrds : This is right if they remember All is given by the Lord. Some rejoice in rank and station — In the power that riches give ; If they use that power wisely They may to God's glory live. Some rejoice in the creation, With its lovely light and shade- In the beauty of the Isindscape That our Fatiier's hand has made. These scenes we thankfully enjoy, For them we would render praise, But if we would live rejoicing We must have renewing grace. Ye who would rejoice in earnest With a true and steady joy, Give your hearts at once to Jesus — He gives bliss without alloy. Then as each scene of loveliness On your grateful vision falls, You will remember joyfully That your Father made them iill. ■HH Wayside Songs. 197 couragf:. Wiien subject to vexation ^faintain a (loinper sweet; To feel hurt at little thing's Is very indiscreet. Tliou^'h it is the little thin^rs That wofind the loving' heart Still, with consideration, Conceal the tender smart. Kveh though on the surface The wound may bleed awhile, Just summon all your courage And bear it with a smile. There is a sacred corner In every loyal breast, Beyond the reach of malice, Where all ig perfect rest. Since the day of little things Is swiftly going by. Let us bear them quietly. With just a passing sigh ; A soldier on the battle field Ne'er gives up the strife, Unless he has to do it By yielding up his life. 98 Wayside Songs. When the sailor attempting To reach the distant shore Is conscious of his danger, He struggles all the more ; So we, when almost stranded Upon the shore of time, Must show a noble courage, And faith that is sublime. Though very often wounded, And keenly feel the sore, We must not faint or falter So near the other shore ; We have a gracious Captain, He is our Pilot too, If only we prove faithful And keep the end in view. Tho' the conflict may be awful, The breakers may run high. Defeat is just impossible For all who really try To reach the blessed haven Where storms forever cease ; For discord cannot enter That home of perfect peace. W w ■ "n Wayside Sonars. '99 WHO CAN TELL? Who will walk with gentle tread ? Who for me a tear will shed ? Who will weep when I am dead ? Who can tell ? When the pulse is beatin- low, W^hen 'tis time for me to go, Who will kindly tell me so? Who can tell ? Wlio will hold my feeble hand ? Who beside my couch will stand, When I join the angel band '? Who can tell ? Mid the pangs of f-iiling breath Who will whisper : Jesus saith— I alone have conquered death ? Who can tell ? When the summons to depart Bids me from my dear ones part ; Who will cheer my sinking heart ? Who can tell ? He who gave Himself for me. Who to set my spirit free, Lives to intercede for me ; He can tell. 200 Wayside Songs, He who sits upon the throne Never can His child disown, Never will forsake His own ; All is welL He will bear my sonl above, I shall all His goodness prove In that home of pei-fect love ; All is well. In that bright and happy place, Through the riches of His grace I shall see Him face to face ; All is weW. Farewell then to all my fear, When I leave this lower sphere Jesus will be very near ; All is well. Since for me His life He gave, Died my sinful soul to save, I shall triumph o'er the grave ; All is well. By the Holy Spirit taught, In the land with pleasure fraught, I will praise Him as I ought ; All is well. Wa)side Soncrs. 20 [ THE LORD IS RISEN How many hearts were desolate On that eventful morn When Jesus gave Himself to die And left them' so forlorn ! The need for such a sacrifice They did not comprehend— Their hearts were sorely wounded For their beloved Friend, Even in life He had not where To rest His weary head ; He lay in a borrowed grave After He was dead. Tho' the Lord of life and glory, He lay in death alone, Secured by royal mandate- Bound with seal and stone. Many who loved Him dearly Came early to the place, Hoping to look once more upon That dear beloved face • Poor Mary in her deep sorrow Spoke to a stranger near, Then the sweet music of His 'voice J^iini^hed all her fear. 202 Wayside Songs. Go tell it to my disciples, Go tell it all abroad, Sin and the grave are conquered By your Almighty Lord ; (io and spread the joyful tidings — The watch, the seal, the grave Could not retain the Holy One Who came the world to save. Is it so ? No, it can't be true ! It surely cannot be ! And I will not accept the fact Until His wounds I see ; Poor Thomas did not realize That Jesus heard him speak, Till He suddenly appeared His doubting child to seek. Ill Then bowing in deep penitence He owned His God and Lord ; " Blessed are they who have not seen " But yet believed His word. Go and proclaim this blessed news To the earth's remotest bound, Till every soul in every land Has heard the welcome sound. It is true, the Lord is risen ! The gracious work is done ; Now there is perfect salvation For all beneath the sun. Wawsiclc Songs. For all who own His right to reign, Who prove His power to save, f^hall overcome as He has done The terrors of the grave. 203 A MOTHER'S GREETING. Just twenty.one years old to-day My dear beloved boy : And I sit down with pleasure To wish my son much joy. I had another darling once, He was my joy and pride ; You were only tour weeks old When your brother died. Now, I wish for you, my son, - The best that earth can give ; Better far, I wisn that you May to God's glory live li 204 Wayside Son^^s. COME INTO THE ARK. 1;i HI hh 1 The ocean is threatening', ' The outlook is dark, The waves may engulf you — Come into the ark. The storm is increasing, The billows run high, Come in, I beseech you : Destruction is nigh. The great roaring lion, As keen as a shark, Just waits to devour you — Come into the ark. He will not his purpose Or mission explain, He will act like an angel That purpose to gain. He will bait every hook Your notice tc win, And mock at your efforts In conflict with sin. He will try all he can to Throw dust in your eyes, You need not regard him — He's the father of lies. Wayside Songs. Only treat with contempt His purposes dark ; •Tnst bid him defiance And enter the ark. 20' :hi Kind friends bid jou welcome To this refuge of love, That is sailing away To the haven above. ■ I Tho' you may have to fight Both without and within, The Captain will help you The victory to win. His honor is pledged To see you safe through, No matter what danger There may he in view. Tho' the breakers of death May almost overwhelm, You have nothing to fear - ' He is at the helm. Come in ! I entreat you. His faithfulness prove — His wonderful, matchless, I Unchangeable love. I: 205 Wayside Songs. thp: KING'S businp:s.^. Are you working for the Master According to His Word ? Do yon own Him as yonr Captain — Your Saviour, King and Lord ? Are you using in His service The best you have to give ? Do you every day determine For Him alone to live ? Do you each day exemplify The beauty of the h"ght ? Are you willing at His bidding To suffer for the right ? Are you true to your convictions Of duty every day ? To thc»e bowed down by sorrow Have you a word to say ? Are you constantly improving The talents you possess ? Do you try by gentle kindness This sinful world to bless ? In these plain interrogations There is much involved ; Answer in the affirmative And problems may be solved. Wayside Songs. How sufTerers are comforted Who meekly bear the rod, By the sincere consistency Of those who love the Lord ! How souls are often won for Him By tender thoiinrhtfiil deed, As the christian daily sows The blessed gospel seed ! 20; How saints diligently working Are happy as they sing ! '^ Improving opportunities In business for the Kin- How He gives full satisfaction To those who honor Him ' And owns each effort made to save The souls He died to win. DKCORATION DAY. We decorate our graves to-dav Graves that hold the lovely clay That used to speak and smile • Our dear ones surely are not there ' Just the forms that were so fair, Are resting for awhile. 20S Wayside Songs. Just the house that held the gem, Precious as a diadem, Is now below the sod ; The soul that animated all, Having heard the final call, Has flown away to God. Only the casket, just the shell, Where awhile our spirits dwell Is hidden from our sight ; That which met the loving gaze And spoke tender words of praise Has gone to realms of light. How we love to plant the flowers On these lonely graves of ours, Recalling days gone by ! Knowing too, that pain is o'er — Cannot reach the other shore, We wipe our weeping eyes. With yearning look we leave the spot, Dropping a sweet forget-me-not. Remembering the past ; Looking up with steadfast eye. Hoping to see them by and by — To meet them all at last. Wayside Songs. 209 LIVING HkHAl). Miin is hmi<,'rv for the food Tiuit earth can never f,'ive Tlion«rli by .strange perversity He will not eat and live ; ♦Seeking? for satisfaction In husks in lieu of bread ; Or in triries light as air, The soul is really dead. ** Dead in trespasses and sins ;" Far from the happy fold, Out in terrible darkness, Out in the storm and cold ; So weary, restless, and sad, " Away in the desert wild," Quite regardless of the call " Come unto me," my child. Seeking to drown reflection In pastimes of an hour ; Trying to quench the Spirit Bound by sitar," power ; Following where he dare lead, Forgetting all that's right ; Heedless of the tender voice That calls them to the li'^ht. tl 2 lO Wavsiclc Sonu's. And in this niiHtiikcn course Man seeks to satisfy Thy soul that longs for something This world cannot supply ; Till in grief and penitence lie turns to God instead ; Relieving He alone can give To him the living Bread. Forsaking broken cisterns lie has prized so long. That never cnn hold water To cool a fevered tongue. Deserting haunts of pleasure Where sin and folly reign, Fearing it may be too late Forgiveness to obtain. Come on dear fellow-sinner. A brighter pathway tread ; Come to the world's Redeemer — He is the " Living Bread." He gave Himself a sacrifice To save you from all sin ; Now, He longs to pardon you And make you pure within. Seek no more with earthly good Your soul to satisfy ; Come to Him for happiness — He will your need supply. \Va)siclc Songs He sees the void in your heart, He knows your hopes and'fears; He will give satisfaction, So wipe away your tears. *' Come to Jesus," I entreat you And in His promise rest ; Place in Him your confidence— He'll make you truly blest. And when at last the morning Is dawning on your sight, He Himself will welcoiuo you ' To scenes of pure delight. 2 I I WORSHIP. We love the Sabl)ath, blessed Lord ' We glory in Thy name and Word ; Jiy kindly act and deeds sublime We would improve the precious time— We worship Thee, our (lod and King; Thy praises we so ghidly sing. Help us to live for TheJ alone Who did'st for all our sin atone. Thou most surely wilt provide For all who in Thy love confide ; When by pain or grief oppressed' Thou hast promised perfect rest. Lord help us to admit Thy claim- To recognize Thy right to reign • J^irect us that we may fulfil All Thy blessed, gracious will. Wayside Songs. NOW AND THEN. Now, the weariness and darkness, The sorrow and the tears ; Hoping, watching and waiting, With many doubts and fears. Then, joy in its full completion, Freedom from grief or pain ; In sweet pe..ce and rest eternal We shall with Jesus reign. Now, affection half re(]uited The life misunderstood. Mystery and perplexity On which to dwell and brood. Then, the glory of His presence, All life's problems solved ; Rest and perfect satisfaction In that glorious world. Now, the grief of separation, Mourning for those who go ; Leaving us so sad and lonely, in this cold world below. Then, the rapture of a meeting With joy the crown to win, Happy m the very presence Of our immortal King. Wayside Sonos ^'3 IN' MK.Moin- OF THE LATK C H. SPLiRGEON. The plead in^r voice is silent now, The lovin^^ heart is stilled, The life so full of noble deeds Its mission has fulfilled. Thousands listened to that voice Of eloquence and power, Who now are seeking grace to hear This sadly burdened hour. The soul so full of tenderness For sorrow caused by sin Has passed the gate celestial And safely entered in. Surely angels welcomed him With glorious song and word ; All language fails us to express The sweet welcome of his Lord. We cannot pierce the slender veil That conceals him from our sight ; The blessed Master called him— Therefore it is surely right. Tho' many hearts in sorrow bow, And their tears in torrents flow It must be right in any case If the Lord would have it so. 2 14 M Wayside Songs. His blessed work accomplished And the time had come for rest ; So amidst divine surroundings He is now forever blest. Jesus, Saviour, help the mourners, Bear in their deep grief a part ; In Thy gracious tenderness Kindly soothe each aching heart. As Thy workers are translated Far above the toil of earth May their mantle fall on others Who shall carry on Thy work. m WAITING. Waiting for the dawning So beautiful and fair ; Pleading with the blaster Fervently in prayer. Waiting for His blessing As the daylight comes : As the darkness vanishes Before the rismg sun. Waiting for the sunshine Of His gracious smile ; Asking strength sufficient For all our daily toil. sv Wa)'sick' Songs. Waiting for the answer, That certainly will come In sweet benediction From our Father's throne. Waitin,i,^ for the messaop At may be ours to give To a sadly stricken one Who hardly cares to live. Waiting that the Holy One May touch our lips with fire, Fitting us to do a work To which our souls aspire. Waiting till our Captain Shall indicate His will, Tf for active labor, Or simply to be still. Waiting till fear is lost In loyal love to Him, Who gives power to conquer The last remains of sin. Waiting as we muse away In loving rapture caught ; Happy in the liberty By inspiration taught. 21 I 2l6 Wayside Songs. WHAT IS SYMPATHY? Not a spot in this lovely world Free from sorrow or care ; Hardly a soul that has not known Anguish too great to share. Not a soul that has never felt Sympathy true and deep ; That in the presence of sorrow Could only sob and weep. Is there not gi-ief that never sought Vent in cold expression ? Lives whose gentle endurance Should teach a useful lesson. Emotion is too deep for words, There's no relief in speech, Sympathy only knows the way The wounded heart to reach. Perhaps 'tis only a tender look, Or even a falling tear That sometimes is effectual The stricken heart to cheer. What can it be — this subtle charm That gives such sweet relief, And for a season takes away The bitterness of grief? Wayside Songs. Is it the pleasant, kindly tone, The gentle, winning' sinilj. That so often has the power The sad heart' to hegnile '? Nay, rather it is a ray of love From Christ the man divine, Uiatgrives the lio^ht of sympathy On other hearts to shine. To Him it is a grreat delight To comfort the forlorn ; He is so full of sympathy '- For frrief in every form We will follow in His footsteps Till from all sorrow free, We hear Him say approvingly " Ve have done it nnto me," NO ni(;ht there. Beyond the touch of suftering. Beyond the reach of care' Crowned with immortality And hliss beyond compare ; Meeting oar dear beloved ones Already on that shore ; Rejoicing that we never can Know sin or sorrow more. 2l8 Wayside Songs. Looking with enraptured gaze Upon that happy throng ; Learning to join the mehxly Of the heavenly song. Rejoicing in the blessed hght So clear, so bright and fair ; Ro light, it never can grow dim For there is no night there. Above the pain, above the strife Of earthly weal or woe ; The bitterness of grief or death We never more can know. Delighting in the loveliness Of that glorious plac3 ; Trying to voice our gratitude For such abounding grace. Laying the trophies we have won Down at the Master's feet ; As we with joyous melody Many dear ones greet. All danger of temptation past. No pain or sin to fear ; Beyond the power of darkness For there is no night there. All may know the joyful rapture Of that glorious home ; For in Christ there is forgiveness If they will only come. VVaysick' Soncrs. 219 Gi ve up all sin ai His cD:nmana, And let rebellion cease : Acknowledge Him as Lord and Kin And he at perfect peace. He waits to pardon and renew All who upon Him call • He never yet rejected one But received them all. He came to save the very worst H only they repent ; To accomplish this ,^reat purpose The 8on of (iad was sent. H we just accept His mercy, Know our sins forcriven That will give us all a title ' To our home in heaven. And m that land of blessedness, Of unshadowed light, We will praise our great Redeemer Where there is no more night. /r^*f?*^ CONTENTS. Writing for Josus A Toiicbini,' Appeal .... Sleep To-J)ay Prayer to tlu; Spirit Acrostic — Jehovah Jireh Farewell Spriiifj^ , Siiiiiiiier Autumn ^^'inter , . . , Things Present Thanksgiving Disapponitnient Is Life Worth Living ? . Sunshine Training Thy Will be Done Faith Evening . . . . Goodness and Mercy The Believer Acrostic — Heaven. The Infidel Alone With God "Isitr?" Work On Acrostic — Eternity .... Friendship Acrostic — Redeemer . . . . Divine Comfort 5 6 H 10 12 13 14 If) IG 18 1{) 20 22 28 24 25 27 29 30 31 83 34 35 36 88 89 40 41 42 43 44 f) VVajsidc Songs. "A Gem "- sel ''Af»K. Forbid Him Not " ' In Memonam. T -> ir> Honor. Praise , '17 4f) Saturday Ni^rhfc '**^ r>2 Acrostic— Retribution *' Abide With Us " '''"'^ Flowers '*'^ " Jehovah Jireh " . . ''^''' '' My Peace I Give'unto " You '' '^^' " Homo Sweet Home ". Pity tJie Heathen Race . ^'^ A Methodist . . ^'^ TheProdigal ....[/, ^'^ Character .... ^''"^ Progress * ' ^>^> Acrostic— Father . ^''" The 24th of May...'.'.'^'"" ^''^ Heaven ^^ Christmas '^^ God is Love ^^ Happiness ' " ' '^'^ J^ooks and Readers '^^ April 76 Here and There '^'^ "Just As I Am ".. "^^ " Mighty to Save ''..'.... .^' ." ^^ Perseverance ^^ in Memoriam ^^ Life Like a Maze ^^ • • • 85 2 22 Wayside Songs. . , PA(iK. Aspire H6 Ilii^'hci' j^'7 The Old Year ... hh Beloved go Lift^--- 91 Death 92 Weep Not 94 Salvation 95 Sorrow 9g Submission 97 Order 99 Acrostic — Ahni,L,dity 100 *' Jesus Wept " 101 Banners I02 Sunrise 108 l'«verty IO4 Comfort 105 Mother-Love lOO Wisdom .... 108 Boys and Tobacco IO9 Ti'in Ill Perfect Safety 112 Farewell ! Old Year II3 J^t'st 115 Acrostic — Blessed Saviour \\q Complete HY Summer Days . : . . 118 The Joy of Service II9 Felix Trembled . . 121 Kindness 1 22 Sincerity .... , 12a VVaNsidc Son;:s. oo-. Hadnoss . P^"«' J 25 A Dirtlidiiy Gm!tii] The New Year IHI Behold Him ! 1H2 " Awake Ye Saints." IHo Safe at Last 1H() They Serve 1H8 " Always Light Ahead." 1^)1 " Lo I am with You Alway." 192 Thanksgiving 19M His Name ! 195 Rejoice Evermore 190 Courage 197 Who Can Tell? 199 The Lord is Risen 201 A Mother's Greeting '20H Come Into the Ark 204 The King's liusiness 200 Decoration Day 207 Living Bread 209 Worship 211 Now and Then 212 The Late C. H. Spurgeon 213 Waiting 214 What is Sympathy ? 216 No Night There 217 PAOK. 170 171 172 171 lir^ 17(i 17H 17» IHl 1H2 185 1H() 188 1{)1 192 19:{ lor, 190 197 199 2P1 20H 204 206 207 209 211 212 213 211 210 217