Student Uoltmtecr ftymnal Rochester Convention 1910 Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/stunteerOOstud JUL 19 1932 Stubent Volunteer l&ymnal Strtb "(International Convention Stnbent IDolunteer flDovement IRocbester, IRew Ji)orfe December 29, 1909, to 5anuars 2, 1910 3^33 Gocyright. i 9 J . bv The Trctstees of The Presbyterian Board of Publicathc and Sabbath-Schoot Wort ID^mnal I ST. PETER C M. Alexander R. Reinagle. i How sweet the Name of Je - sus sounds In a be - liev - er's ear ! fcrin f-f-ff S ^k I I I 111=* 8 l=f jEEi *=*=* 3 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. A-men. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis Manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary Rest.. 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Brother, Friend. My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build, 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, My Shield and Hiding-place, My never-failing Treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought. 6 Till then I would Thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of Thy Name Refresh my soul in death. Rev. John Newton, 2 THE OLD HUNDREDTH L.M. 23 fa3 i All peo pie that F=t *=* Genevan Psalter. I— 4- ira^HS iBill^Ippli on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; +. J"3 » - - J *=* J=t t— r *=* Him serve with fear, His praise forth ■#--*--#_-*. - . m Me t=t tell, Come ye before Him and rejoice. Amen. Pi l s? F 2 The Lord ye know is God indeed ; Without our aid he did us make ; We are His folk, He doth us feed ; And for His sheep he doth us take. 3 O enter then His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto I Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why ? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. Rev. William Kethe. i From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's Name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ! Eternal truth attends Thy Word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. DOXOLOGY Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise Him, all creatures here below ; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host : Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Bishop Thomas Ken 4 NICAEA \\ 12 12 JO i&3 £4 r n fefe^U Rev. John B. Dykes. -I r-r-J M k 3 r-l M- * ^# _-- • ^ Ho- ly, Ho-ly, Ho- ly, Lord God Al-might-ty! Ear- ly in the ^.J~& merciful and Mighty ! God in Three Persons, blessed Trin -i- ty ! A-men. J J-a-g-^Q kL *■-■*-„ ♦ rrr* 2 Holy, Holy, Holy ! All the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy ; there is none beside Thee Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth and sky and sea: Holy, Holy, Holy ! Merciful and Mighty ! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity ! Bishop Reginald Heher. 5 CHRISTMAS CM. ^ u I Arr. from George F. Handel. mm m^g A - wake, my soul, stretch ev J . , J - g* 'ry nerve, And i to# £ -i — I — i- &± press with vig - or on A heavenly race de-mands thy zeal, m 5 EH-r-n£ H h S 113 >-j* l r -6^ m i US " I And an im- mor- tal crown, And an im - mor - tal crown. A-men. :£-hC J- i j±^ EBB! £* fcS ^a=*: ^=^ M 1 1 — i — 1=— t p^f 4 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high ; 'Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye : 4 That prize with peerless glories bright Which shall new lustre boast, [gems When victors' wreaths and monarchs Shall blend in common dust. 5 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet I'll lay my honors down. Rev. Philip Doddridge. 6 ROCKINGHAM L. M. Edward Miller. ± 3 m *wm i When sur - vey the won-drous cross On which the #-^# -^ P=t=t ±JPL, i t ± m i ^ s=E^^g s p=£ Prince of glo J died, My rich - est gain n» i > — ^ e p^ ±= ±=^T m gSiS Si « 3tl=^ HI s r fj n " icf- ♦for * r *• -*- count but loss, And pour con-tempt on all my pride. A - men WffiS r.f p. t 3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my God : All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood. 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so Divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. Rev. Isaac Walts. 10 7 ALFORD 76867686 Rev. John B. Dykes. mim+^^ m^^ i Tgn thousand times ten thous-and In sparkling rai-ment bright, ii t I I i ^ ^ •=■=* iSS^Esi^^^ q*—- T The ar - mies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light te £* tS: i=E » S ■v-t » — » — #- 'Tis fin - ished, all is fin- ished, Their fight with death and sin l p^^^^^^^ip III 1 '*- " 1/ Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the vie - tors in. A-men. xfcti ■■+-*+■ II 8 SAXBY L.M. Rev. Timothy R. Matthews. P^Sfefe i O Mas-ter, let me walk with Thee In low-ly paths of ser- vice free ; Tell me Thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care. Amen. 2 Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear winning word of love ; Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way. 3 Teach me Thy patience ; still with In closer, dearer company, [Thee In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In trust that triumphs over wrong ; 4 In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future's broadening way ; In peace that only Thou canst give, With Thee, O Master, let me live. Rev. Washington Gladden. 2 What rush of alleluias Fills all the earth and sky ! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made; O joy, for all its former woes A thousand fold repaid ! 3 O then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore ; What knitting severed friendships up, Where partings are no more ! Then eyes with joy shall spa r kle That brimmed with tears of late ; Orphans no longer fatheness, Nor widows desolate. 4 Bring near Thy great salvation. Thou Lamb for sinners slain ; Fill up the roll of Thine elect, Then take Thy power, and reign: Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home ; Show in the heaven Thy promised sign; Thou Prince and Saviour, come. Dean Alton). 12 9 JUDE 8s 7s m I , I 1 Wm. H. Jude. ■t— 1-4 9 *— i £> 3 : — (S- — # — #— "-^J-^- 111 Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me." Amen. m^ fM J=t -p2_(2- i— r ^2—^2- tM ■©» — S>- r ' ii ^=^=t=t- t=t ~a±. ^^ 2 Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, " Christian, love me more! 3 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, ' ' Christian, love me more than these! 4 Jesus calls us! by Thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear Thy call; Give our hearts to Thy obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all! Cecil F. Alexander. STOCKWELL 8s 7s ( Second Tune.) «3 4 i , d 0—9 -N— rV Darius E.Jones. 1^ rs *— •- i Je-sus calls us, o'er the tu - mult Of our life's wild, restless sea; -9- -0- +- t=W: *— « f^rF t if! i N N ^«T Hi i rj i Hif f \ ff\ 1 1 1 I JI i l l Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me." Anirn. u»[ l l [Tv L r H r H* * r Mw^-O 13 JO TRINITY 6 6 4 6 6 6 4 Felice di Giardini. h^ ^^S 3 S3E^ 5: *=r I^— Sr Come, Thou Al - might - y King, Help us Thy Name to gB I— > — 1= sing, £ t=w 4=t ^ — : :^^ i ■J — U-l * Tr= g^E£ ^ Help us to praise m U=± Fa-ther, all glo - ri - ous, O'er all vie I 4- #.#-#- ^ -^ — s- E 1—4- ^j=jzr^ ^^^ lij j=^W^fl ^— ^ to - ri- ous, Come, and reign o t^f=Ft=F*tf ver us, An-cient of days, y4 - w^«. *■ p r- f- r <* ■ .- ?- 1 *=x tt £ m^&^m rr 1 r ' r 2 Come, Thou Incarnate Word, Gird on Thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend : Come, and Thy people bless, And give Thy word success ; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour : Thou who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 4 To the great One in Three Eternal praises be Hence evermore. His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. u J J ST. AGNES SZ3 Rev. John Bacchus Dykes. 1— -4- * r i O for a thous-and tongues to sing My dear Re- deemer's praise, The glo-ries of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace. A-men. jiii i 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad, The honors of Thy Name. 3 Jesus, the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 12 ST. CYPRIAN 6 6 6 6 z±fc BEE* 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean, His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; The humble poor believe. Rev. Charles Wesley. Rev. Richard R. Chope , 1-, 1 4 =3=g nn & m i Lord, Thy word -. — * * *— - bid - ^ -\ 1— )m I— eth, -fZ- And our foot-steps LT r u eps guid -fZ. eth m p^m^m^^^^^^ Who its truth be-liev- eth Light and joy re-ceiv- eth. m t=? t=t t^mmmm A - men. 15 \3 INilWLA JNJJ b. M. Henrv John Gauntlett. 1 1 1 i J ± J i 1 1 1 1 1 t \ d J 1 / h4 * J m i 4 1 1 r N p J J * # J &\ • 1 • d • 1 V J 4- # * • p 9 £> • 1 # » S d 8 § • I i We i i give Thee but Thine own, What e'er the gift may be: # d ; ; i s «-rw^4fj=g s *^3T S All that we have is Thine a -lone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. Amen. *=* ffll £=t t=t 2 May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first-fruits give. 3 O hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold. 4 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, — It is a Christ-like thing. 6 And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be, Whate'er for Thine we do.O Lord, We do it unto Thee. Bishop William W. How. 2 When our foes are near us, Then Thy word doth cheer us ; Word of consolation, Message of salvation. 3 When the storms are o'er us, And dark clouds before us, Then its light directeth, And our way protecteth. 4 Word of mercy, giving Succor to the living ; Word of life, supplying Comfort to the dying ! 5 O that we, discerning Its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear Thee, Evermore be near Thee. Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker. i6 14 PARK STREET L. M. Arr. from Frederick M. A. Venua. m ¥=$ Copyright by George C Stebbins. F 2 Though the night be dark and dreary- Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; Thou art He who, never weary, Watchest where Thy people be. 3 Though destruction walk around us. Though the arrow past us fly, Angel-guards from Thee surround us ; We are safe if Thou art nigh. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom. James Edmeston 32 32 MARTYRDOM CM, (Psalm 103.) » P5 Hugh Wilson. k B^E5 ±=* @g 1 O thou my soul bless God £ J J- the Lord. *fc±pJ P^i^ii3ijiig&iii And all that in is, Be 1' ft - ed up His gpff £3 g a *=23 Ho ly Name To mag o 3' g^a fy and bless. A %E§EE£ r I 2 Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God, And not forgetful be Of all His gracious benefits He hath bestowed on thee. 3 All thy iniquities who doth Most graciously forgive : Who thy diseases all and pains Doth heal, and thee relieve. 4 Who doth redeem thy life, that thou To death mayst not go down, Who thee with loving-kindness doth And tender mercies crown. EE?: r 5 Who with abundance of good things Doth satisfy thy mouth ; And even as the eagle's age, He hath renewed thy youth. 6 For as the heaven in its height The earth surmounteth far ; So great to those that do Him fear His tender mercies are : 7 As far as east is distant from The west, so far hath He From us removed, in tender love, All our iniquity. 33 33 BELMONT CM, (Psalm 23.) Arr. from William Gardiner. The Lord's my Shep - herd, I'll not want; He makes me US=j-tf-nf-tm iM -p mm i =s= $m <5> down to lie j^-rtjz In pas - tures green, He J P ^F^ *^I #£ It ^S ga ct ?p 3ES "gr ^ I lead - eth me The qui e=t=\= f^ J g et wa - ters by. jEEjEtf § Pa s=tp 2 My soul He doth restore again ; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for His own Name's sake. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill ; For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes ; My head Thou dost wiX Qil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me ; And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. Scottish Psalter 34 34 LUX BENIGNA JO 4 JO 4 JO JO i« Rev. John B. Dykes. -I— ^=T JE^EEpgEEE^ i Thy word, O Lord, Thy precious word alone, fcirfi ii; Can lead me on i te jg g^gj l £=*=£ ^j££ £fc rf s By this, un - til the darksome night be gone, Lead Thou me on. -*- -t- -#- -#-. Thy word is light Thv word is life and i^£ power ; % l=t=^ 2 Whate'er my path, led by the word, Oh, lead me on. ['tis good ; Be my poor heart Thy blessed word's Lead Thou me on. [abode ; Thy Holy Spirit gives the light to see, And leads me by Thy word, close follow- ing Thee. 3 Led by aught else, I tread a devious Oh, lead me on. [way : Speak, Lord, and help me ever to obey ; Lead Thou me on. My every step shall then be well denned, And all I do according to Thy mind. 35 35 PENTECOST L.M. J — -J — 4- fei d= William Boyd. m H d J- *=£=i i ^ =* — r l Fight the good fight with all thy might ; Christ is thy ^P J J J . £* ?2- T J ♦ '»)r-4- tr i & i 4_j — l , | ,| — 1 ^3E3 S ;*=* 3EI 5 tr ^M- t Strength, and Christ thy Right : Lay hold on life, and it shall be 2 Run the straight race Through God's good grace Lift up thine eyes, and seek His face ; Life with its way before us lies, Christ is the Path, and Christ the Prize. 3 Cast care aside ; Upon thy Guide Lean, and His mercy will provide ; Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove, Christ is its Life, and Christ its Love. 4 Faint not, nor fear, His arms are near ; He changeth not, and thou art dear. Only believe, and thou shalt see That Christ is All in all to thee. Rev. JohnS. B. Monsell. 3« 36 NUNDANKET 67 6 7666 6 Cruger's Praxis Pietatis Melica. i^ *=M •• — *=£ -rr i Now thank we all our God With heart and hands and voi - ces, ^rwr^ Bm m^^ft^^ mm mm t=*- S tr ^T-dlrrJfcr* Who wondrous things hath done, In whom His world re - joic - es; g t=t & 1 — r i i i f^i ^^ i ^ tpgpiip With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to - day. A - men. 37 37 CANONBURY L. M. Robert Schumann. m MUkm i # » i Lord, speak to me, that I may speak In liv - ing ech-oes of Thy tone $ ^ $- } 9 \ 9 V* 9 \ 9 g q t=t $ 4 1 ^=|=f Si ^5 ^=«0r ? r **t * — # — *-i ^3- 3! As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thv erring children lost and lone. Amen. i .. , it. ja, * ■■ rt & :f!» #* £r£ s tzf: *=t r i ' ■ r I'll' ■ • t 2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet ; O feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 3 O teach me, Lord, that I may teach The precious things thou dost impart ; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart. 4 O fill me with Thy fulness, Lord. Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show. F. R. Havergal. 2 O may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And keep us in His grace, And guide us when perplexed, And free us from all ills In this world and the next. 3 All praise and thanks to God, The Father, now be given, The Son, and Him who reigns With them in highest heaven, The One Eternal God, Whom earth and heaven adore For thus it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Tr. Catherine Winkworth. 38 38 EIN' FESTE BURG 878766667 Martin Luther. 1 i ' f . A might-y For-tress is our God, A Bulwark nev-er fail - ing ; Our Helper He a - mid the flood Of mor- tal ills pre- vail - ing : umL • % m t^t ; Ui 1 fa^S^ gli^l^i^ For still our an-cient foe Doth seek to work us woe ; His craft and 1 power are great, And, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. Amen. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be losing ; Were not the right man on our side, The man of God's own choosing : Dost ask who that may be ? Christ Jesus, it is He ; Lord Sabaoth His Name, From age to age the same, And He must win the battle. 3 And though this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us ; We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us : The prince of darkness grim, — We tremble not for him ; His rage we can endure, For lo ! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly powers, No thanks to them, abideth ; The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through Him who with us sideth ; Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also : The body they may kill : God's truth abideth still, His kingdom is for ever. Martin Luther. 39 39 CULFORD 7 7 7 7 D. 1 Edward J. Hopkins. 3=f H=q: H^^^mi^^ -+ -J- -V- -#- ^ -#- - -W- -0- j- ^ i Take my life, and let it be Con - se - era - ted, Lord, to Thee. r r - Take my mo-ments and my days ; Let them flow in cease-less praise. m 1 I i[ f-H 1— ^-* ' *=*'- -0 *- I I *=* I I S^S^*E* ^m H a ^- 3=2 Take my hands, and let them move At the im-pulse of Thy love. Take my feet, and let them be -r 1 ' l i T r r Swift and beauti- fnl for Thee. A -men. t=M ±=t gg 2 Take my voice, and let me sing, Always, only, for my King. Take my lips, and let them be Filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold ; Not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect, and use livery power as Thou shalt choose. I 3 Take my will, and make it Thine; It shall be no longer mine. Take my heart, it is Thine own ; It shall be Thy royal throne. Take my love ; my Lord, I pour At Thy feet its treasure-Store. Take myself, and I will be Ever, only, all for Thee. Frances R. Havergal. 4o 40 DAY OF REST 76767676 James William Elliott. g^fe il i O Je - sus, I have prom - ised To serve Thee to the end * /5 tt ttiH^a£^ Nf=pf=te tm ^j^+t^^ m Be Thou for - ev - er near me, My Mas - ter and my Friend f- -> k fe^NNN^ ^ aap ^^ P^3^¥^ ^^^mm shall not fear the bat - tie, If Thou art by my side, m^i ^r^mp^ m^ Voices in Unison. mm r~ In Harmony. Nor wander from the path - way, If Thou wilf be my Guide. A-men. 41 41 MISSIONARY CHANT L. M. Charles Zeuner. » t=t ±=i=i <* i^t i Ye Chris-tian her - aids, go pro-claim Sal - va-tion through Em- mm-u^j^ kt MM W i J | J:U i=t T^r man - uel's Name ; To dis - tant climes the ti - dines bear, m w -v V v Y I b I And plant the Rose of Shar - on ^ h=LJ3£4^ ^ =i there. A - men. 1 2 God shield you with a wall of fire, With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds theii fury cease, And hush the tempests into peace. I 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then we shall n.eet to part no more ; Meet with the blood-bought throng to fall ; And crown our Jesus Lord of all. Rev. Bourne H. Draper. 2 O ! let me feel Thee near rae- The world is ever near ; I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear. My foes are ever near me, Around me and within ; But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer, And shield my soul from sin. 3 O Jesus, Thou hast promised To all who follow Thee, That where Thou art in glory There shall Thy servant be ; And, Jesus, I have promised To serve Thee to the end ; O, give me grace to follow My Master and my Friend ! 4 O let me see Thy Foot-marks, And in them plant mine own, My hope to follow duly Is in Thy strength alone. O guide me, call me, draw me, Uphold me to the end ; And then in heaven receive me, My Saviour and my Friend. Rev. John E. Bode. 42 42 ST. GERTRUDE. 6 5 6 5 J2L Sir Arthur Sullivan. -A-—,— I — L_J — h-KH J i i tt — l j ^,d bU S i Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Je ^r£ — I — i W--& 1 h — I P- 1 ' i i - — I I I I Bi a i i i p^ &ff f^ fgm J-4 *=* j * * * =* Go- ing on be-fore : Christ the Roy-al Mas - ter Leads against the foe m^mmmmmm^m 4-4-4 WU-4^-4 i@ £ «~* *M=* i — i — r iz-r o « Forward in - to bat - tie, See, His banners go. Onward, Christian soldiers, ti e7 -#--#--#- -•- - Marching as to war,With the cross of Je-sus Go-ing on be - fore. A-men. ?—* 5t3#£ -#--#- ^>- -&- -ft- fr-Hf I l-l- t-*- t^ Si ±=± ±=4 52 F=S ■» 2 Like a mightv armv Moves the Church of God : Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod ; We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. Onward, etc. 3 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain ; Gates of hell can never I I ' " £ I 'Gainst that Church prevail ; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward, etc. 4 Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices In the triumph-song ; Glory, laud, and honor Unto Christ the King ; This through countless ages, Men and angels sing. Onward, etc. Rev. S. Baring-Gould. 43 43 REGENT SQUARE 8 7 8 7 4 7 4 Henry Smart. t=t m :=fcf=j=±=*=fc' t=£ i i On the mountain's top ap-pear-ing, Lo ! the sa - cred herald stands, S —' I I PI b= ^ ■# — (» 3=*=* I — r *=f 1 1 ,-4- Hig ^ S 9^ se 3 r Welcome news to Zi - on bear-ing, Zi - on long in hos- tile lands. ■I - I •*-• . J ^^^ ^^|^^' ^ ^^ *=t Mourning captive! mourning captive! God Himself will loose thy bands. Amen. m i±=idr t 2 Has thy night been long and mournful? Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? Cease thy mourning ! Zion still is well beloved ! 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee; He Himself appears thy Friend; All thy foes shall flee before thee; Here their boasts and triumphs end; Great deliverance Zion's King vouchsafes to send ! 4 Enemies no more shall trouble ; All thy wrongs shall be redress'd; For thy shame thou shalt have double, In thy Maker's favor bless'd ; All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest ! Rev. Thomas Kelly. 44 44 OLIVET 6 6 4 6 6 6 4 Lowell Mason. ft* £J a=±£ ^^i i Thou, whose al - might - y word Cha - os and dark - ness heard, -&. m — m . • m. (2. , t> 4 g ~^ E^ fc£ f g £? And took their flight, Hear us, we hum - bly pray ; And where the m m^^ m m=H f-r > > i Mm^mm^^b I I ~ ■^■w gospel's day Sheds not its glorious ray, Let there be light. A -men. ^igfei^g Q- wm 2 Thou, who didst come to bring On Thy redeeming wing Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, O now to all mankind Let there be light. 1/ i i | I 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holy Dove, Speed forth Thy flight ; Move o'er the waters' face Bearing the lamp of grace, And in earth's darkest place Let there be light. 4 Holy and blessed Three Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride Through the world, far and wide, Let there be light. Rev. John Marriott. 45 45 FALFIELD 8 7 8 7 D. :i: I I I Sir Arthur Sullivan. I *=i 4=4 F=4=g -0— - ^=it -#— *- i Saviour, sprin-kle ma- ny na-tions ; Fruit - ful let Thy sorrows be ^S £ t^U m mm $& 1 1 * V - S-- ^ By Thy pains and con- so - la-tions Draw the Gen-tiles -9- J . / ^ ^ ^ £ + - JL JL m un - to Thee : *=t *=* ^ I 3 lt^-n^ =g##6i 5^ Of Thy cross the wondrous sto - ry, Be it to the na- tions told &i£tj E £^mm PPH n pH -0-2- 3=3 4-4 SEE^S §p i i * -4- -4- Let them see Thee in Thy glo-ry And Thy mer-cy man- i fold. Amen. 2 Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast ; Human tears for Thee are flowing, Human hearts in Thee would rest, Thirsting, as for dews of even, As the new-mown grass for rain ; Thee, they seek, as God of heaven, Thee as man for sinners slain. I 3 Saviour, lo, the isles are waiting, I Stretch'd the hand, and strained the For Thy Spirit, new creating [sight, Love's pure flame and wisdom's light ; Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot, and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung. Bishop A. C. Coxe, 4 6 46 FIAT LUX 6 6 4 6 6 6 4 Rev. John B. Dykes. ftl J_a I* JH=F ^^: 5^ ¥— rf5 i Christ for the world we sing ; The world to Christ we bring , t * « ' With lov- ing zeal ; The poor and them that mourn, The faint and gH * ^m *n ** i overborne, Sin-sick and sorrow-worn, Whom Christ doth heal. A-men. f\ 1 1 if Jf -»■: -^ t»-' V-Pf-Pf pp tE=tEZ^. x—r tr-- r 1/ i 2 Christ for the world we sing ; The world to Christ we bring With fervent prayer ; The wayward and the lost, By restless passions tossed, Redeemed at countless cost From dark despair. 3 Christ for the world we sing ; The world to Christ we bring With one accord ; With us the work to share, With us reproach to dare, With us the cross to bear, For Christ our Lord. 4 Christ for the world we sing ; The world to Christ we bring With joyful song ; The new-born souls whose days, Reclaimed from error's ways, Inspired with hope and praise, To Christ belong. Rev. Samuel Wolcott. 47 47 SARUM HYMNAL, Tune 244. 8 7874 7 Edward John Hopkins. ^ S^E^S 3=4 £ 13 -1— j-M F^^i P t i Speed Thy servants, Saviour,speed them! Thou art Lord of winds and waves: A- -f- f: -f- E?±£ -F- -F- -F- -#- m 1 1: f=E M— Kf *fe t==t ^m *=& 0++, t=T i 3: F^ 3=* ^=T They were bound, but Thou hast freed them; Now they go to free the slaves T f f Tut r e # — #- ^ p i t — \ W=£ t- — t- i ^ *=£ ^ j_j i i 7^ = i~ \ & i e ©5? Be Thou with them ! 'Tis Thine Arm a - lone that *- . t *- +. j^ j U saves. A-men. m t e: ma 2 Friends and home and all forsaking, Lord ! they go at Thy command ; As their stay Thy promise taking, While they traverse sea and land : O be with them ! Lead them safely by the hand. 3 When they reach the land of strangers, And the prospect dark appears, Nothing seen but toils and dangers, Nothing felt but doubts and fears ; Be Thou with them ! Hear their sighs, and count their tears. 4 Where no fruit appears to cheer them, And they seem to toil in vain, Then in mercy, Lord, draw near them, Then their sinking hopes sustain ; Thus supported, Let their zeal revive again ' 5 In the midst of opposition Let them trust, O Lord, in Thee : When success attends their mission, Let Thy servants humbler be : Never leave them, Till Thy Face in Heaven they see; 6 There to reap, in joy forever, Fruit that grows from seed here sown; There to be with Him, Who never Ceases to preserve His own, And with triumph Sing a Saviour's grace alone ! Rev. Thomas Kelly. 48 48 MISSIONARY HYMN 7 6 7 6 D. ft Lowell Mason. p^S j =t±d : ?=i==i^3= i I J I J _ < u j z3jJ^ s3: mm i From Greenland's i - cy mount-ains, From In- dia's cor - al strand, U— S — * — P ,f g • * tm tTmri~t^ m i-n- i i =t f u. ^mnztiSESE^ ^m Where Af- ric's sun- ny fount - ains Roll down their gold- en sand- e£ £ I % t=t ^5- fe=rt si i=s giilii si a ' I From many an an-cient riv - er, From many a palm-y plain, J ^ft^ ^ — !*- * — ^ a^u-F^E^ ^ jut el 1 1 1 . i ap^l S=it at £3 I I I " I "^-^ They call us to de - liv - er Their land from er-ror's chain. A-men. i=U mw ^f^ ^ ^E^y^pf^ 49 49 WALTHAM L.M. J. Baptiste Calkin. I Fling out the ban-ner ! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide; The sun that lights its shining folds, The cross on which the Saviour died. Amen. m f g i f - g -I F 1 (^ %fr* -*— *- t--t-± II f=t 2 Fling out the banner ! angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love Divine. 3 Fling out the banner ! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, crowding to be born, Baptize their spirits in its light. r r i i 4 Fling out the banner ! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the cross ; Our only hope, the Crucified ! 5 Fling out the banner ! wide and high, Seaward and skyward, let it shine : Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours ; We conquer only in that sign. Bishop George \Y. Doane. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we, to men benighted, The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! O salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till each remotest nation Has learned Messiah's Name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. Bishop Reginald Heber. 5Q 50 FORWARD 6 5 6 5 J2 1. Henry Smart. - fft ^- i^ ^FF H-H = T ■ J J J l l F=^ i - r ^f: i Forward! be our watchword, Steps and voices joined; Seek the things before us, +- -0- jfHj^MM^&UzjZ i Not a look be - hind : Burns the fi- ery pil - lar At our army's head m=p=p ^ m^m ^m^& m ^kmdM^ m M I - * ■*■ #- Who shall dream of shrinking, By Je- ho-vah led? Forward thro' the des- ert j gM^ ^ E p^pp^ ^p fH ^f^ ^P^^Sp i -r~i — r *»■ Thro' the toil and fight; Jordan flows be-fore us, Zion beams with light. Amen. t^ mffm m m^ 5i 51 DUKE STREET L. M. John Hatton. ^mm sun Does his sue- ces - sive jour- neys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons'shall wax and wane no more. ^4 -wen. i '' -t=t ^.amr^ s^ F 2 For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head ; His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice ; 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name. I 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King, , Angels descend with songs again, J And earth repeat the loud Amen. Rev. Isaac Watts. 2 Forward, when in childhood Buds the infant mind ; All through youth and manhood, Not a thought behind : Speed through realms of nature, Climb the steps of grace ; Faint not, till in glory Gleams our Father's Face. Forward, all the life-time, Climb from height to height : Till the head be hoary, Till the eve be light. 3 For ward,* flock of Jesus, Salt of all the earth, Till each yearning purpose Spring to glorious birth : Sick, they ask for healing, Blind, they grope for d^y ; Pour upon the nations Wisdom's loving ray. Forward, out of error, Leave behind the night ; Forward through the darkness, Forward into light ! 4 Glories upon glories Hath our God prepared, By the souls that love Him One day to be shared ; Eye hath not beheld them, Ear hath never heard ; Nor of these hath uttered Thought or speech a word. Forward, marching eastward Where the heaven is bright, Till the veil be lifted. Till our faith be sight. Dean Alford 52 52 WEBB 7 6 7 6 D. George J. Webb. I l J— 4 £4=t 3=* ^-s?- ^z£ ^> ®Fr4 I The morn - ing light is break - ing, The darkness dis - ap- pears t=t f=|c P— vT ^=fe f=r: -J Pv £fi ±*i-^-4-4 s^ £5 ^ The sons ^ of earth are wak ing To pen ten-tial tears: ^^^ : E=s : O * ^ ^ — a SSi Each breeze that sweeps the o - cean Brings ti- dings from a - far w4 i i m m jzzt Of na-tions in com-mo - tion, Prepared for Zi- on's war. A - men. w^^^^^m^m F 2 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above ; While sinners, now confessing, The Gospel call obey, And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day. 3 Blest river of salvation, Pursue thy onward way ; Flow thou to every nation, Nor in thy richness stay : Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home ; Stay not till all the holy Proclaim, " The Lord is come." Rev. Samuel F. Smith. 53 53 WEBB or AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. i Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high His royal banner, It must not suffer loss : From victory unto victory His army He shall lead, Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, The trumpet call obey ; Forth to the mighty conflict In this His glorious day : Ye that are men now serve Him Against unnumbered foes ; Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 54 WEBB or AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. i Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth ; And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth ; Before Him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. 3 Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring ; All nations shall adore Him, His praise all people sing ; 55 WEBB or AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. i " The whole wide world for Jesus," f All creatures great and small, Come ye, bow down before Him, God shall be all in all. Go, Christian men united, Filled with compassion, sing The earth's awakening chorus, Peal forth ■ " Make Jesus King." 2 " The Gospel of the Kingdom " Go teach, baptize, to-day Let all creation listen Before it pass away. 3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, Stand in His strength alone; The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armor, Each piece put on with prayer t Where duty calls or danger, Be never wanting there. 4 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song : To him that overcometh A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally. Rev. George Duffield For He shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar. 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : The mountain dews shall nourish A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish And shake like Lebanon. 5 O'er every foe victorious, He on His throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious, All blessing and all-blest : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove, His Name shall stand for ever, — That Name to us is Love. James Montgomery. Those millions groping, longing For peace, for pardon free, Tell them the words of Jesus, Ring out : " Come unto Me." 3 " This generation calleth," Shall Christians not obey Commands of Jesus age-long? His promise stands to-day : All power to Me is given, My banner rests unfurled, Lo, I am with yon alwav Evangelize the world. Douglas M. Thornton. 54 56 AURELIA 7 6 7 6 D. t=F US Samuel S. Wesley. i W* a g£3=q=i=^ s? ^ - ' m^^ 5E£ W mert. be for ev - er blest. Al - le - lu - ia ! Al - le - lu - ia ! ^3 -U ^^^^iffll 2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might ; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight ; Thou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light. Alleluia ! 3 O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win with them the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia ! 4 O blest communion, fellowship Divine ! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine ; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia ! 4 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia T Bishop William W. How. 58 60 MILES' LANE €♦ M. William Shrubsole. r* as i All hail i f - » r the power of Je - sus' Name ! Let an-gels prostrate fall ; Bring the roy - al S3 m 27 sr dem, And crown Him, *=* m i ^ ft? j g- i i — i- L iH U r~^r"U : ^- ^3=3 of p± crown Him, crown Him, crown Him Lord J J y4 - ra^w. f-rrnm r 2 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 4 O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. Rev. Edward Perronet. 59 61 CORONATION CM. S Oliver Holden. -I- I I I I I I T— 1 I 14— I S Ez^fc t; i All hail the power of Je - sus' Name ! Let an- gels pros-trate fall ; Bring forth the roy - al di - a- dem, And crown Him Lord of t£B m=^f^mmff ~ h^ n^ i li n fl i i i Fi=t ^ t=$ S^^3 i^tltitEtttjt « ' »*«« g Bring forth the royal di - a - dem, And crown Him Lord of all. A-men fc* Szzr r—r—r e £ # HJfi 1 h ^ 2 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. 3 O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. Rev. Edward Perronet. 6o 62 GOD BE WITH YOU 9 8 8 9 with Refrain. W. G. Tomer. i ite i—i— t=t i God be with you till we meet a - gain, . . . J . f — f — r f — r — r j$=± & i 3rzj— 3=fc=d=* te By His coun - sels guide, up - hold .#. .#_ JL JL _^_ ^2. you, S ±1=1- s m*E* -&- With His sheep se - cure - ly fold you, ^ -f : f r I ; God be with you m& tin ^ we meet 1— '- gain. m v* Copyright, by J. K. Rankin. 6i ■ D w i ^ J ^ ' I s * i-J I s is Vi * h f. ^ 1 J # i) • i A i J R JL l 9-\rt — £ R- »— i m — _^ g_ * , (Jr ? b # . «- ^ 1 ~~~ = W -i h-*^ — #— O * • # » H Till we meet . . . -*- till we meet Till we -0L /•V K i r r • * h ' K 1 k • i pJi 7 If ^ -» * # • T r — ^— >^T i-l'l •*> •^ r * r j fi U !> ■ f> - g t>b L s^— fc* 1 S / Till we meet, till we meet, till we meet, tt ^~^ i=^ ^s ^^EEiESEEi I meet at Je - sus' feet ; i Till we meet, till we ^ 1 fc^-l 1 f— P^T^ -# — #— l \—r-\ — t=£ Till we meet, ]/ I/ | " — Till we meet, till we ^ »^»=f & J . ' z rf _& > s 1»— fr- r- ^r § God be with you till we meet a - gain. A-men. f=f: t* r meet, till we meet. I 2 God be with you till we meet again, 'Xeath His wings protecting hide you, Daily manna still divide you, God be with you till we meet again. Till we meet, etc. 3 God be with you till we meet again, When life's perils thick confound you, Put His arms unfailing round you, God be with you till we meet again. Till we meet, etc. 4 God be with you till we meet again, Keep love's banner floating o'er you, Smite death's threatening wave before God be with you till we meet again. Till we meet, etc. Rev. Jeremiah E. Rankin. you, 62 63 INNOCENTS 7 7 7 7 p^iii^ hd Ascribed to Pergolesi. *=? O m 4=t g { i Conquering kings their ti - ties take From the foes they gs Hrffr^^ gg^ 4 2 Yes ; none other name is given Unto mortals under heaven, Which can make the dead arise, And exalt them to the skies. 3 That which Christ so hardly wrought, That which He so dearly bought, That salvation, mortals, say, Will ye madly cast away ? 4 Rather gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame ; Joyfully for Him to die, Is not death, but victory. 5 Jesus, Who dost condescend To be called the sinner's Friend, Hear us as to Thee we pray, Glorying in Thy Name to-day. Paris Breviary. 6* 64 HE LEADETH ME i He leadeth me : oh blessed thought ! Oh words with heavenly comfort fraught ! YVhate'er I do. where "er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Refrain : He leadeth me, He leadeth me ; By His own hand He leadeth me : His faithful follower I would be, For by His hand He leadeth me. 2 Sometimes, 'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, Used br per. of Rev. Joseph H. Gilmore. 65 I NEED THEE EVERY HOUR i I need Thee every houi , Most gracious Lord ; No tender voice like Thine Can peace afford. Refrain : I need Thee, O I need Thee, Every hour I need Thee ; O bless me now my Saviour, — I come to Thee. 2 I need Thee every- hour ; Stay Thou near by ; Temptations lose their power When Thou art nigh. — Ref. Copvright, 1900, bv Mary Rumon Lowrv used by per. 66 WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE i What a friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear ! What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer ! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in prayer. 2 Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere ? We should never be discouraged : Take it to the Lord in prayer ! 67 ROCK OF AGES i Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labors of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands ; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and Thou alone. Bv waters calm, o'er troubled sea, — Still 'tis His hand that leadeth me.— Rep 3 Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine ; Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. — Ref. 4 And when my task on earth is done When, by Thy grace, the victory's won, E en death s cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me.-REP Rev. Joseph H. Gilmore. 3 I need Thee every hour, In joy or pain ; Come quickly, and abide. Or life is vain. — Ref. 4 I need Thee every hour; Teach me Thy will, And Thy rich promises In me fulfil. — Ref. 5 I need thee every hour, Most Holy One ; O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son.— Ref. Annie S. Haivks. IN JESUS Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share ? Jesus knows our every weakness — ■ Take it to the Lord in prayer. 3 Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our refuge,— Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer ! In His arms He'll take and shield thee. Thou wilt find a solace there. Joseph Scriven, 3 Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to Thee for dress ; Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. Rev. August tts M. Toplady* 68 IN THE CROSS OF CHRIST I GLORY i In the cross of Christ I glory. Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me : Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified ; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. Sir John Bo wring. 64 69 JESUS, LOVER OF MY SOUL i Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high : Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide, Oh receive my soul at last. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; More than all in Thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy Name, I am all unrighteousness ; False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 2 Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed ; All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,— Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within ; Thou of life the Fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within my heart. Rise to all eternity. 70 Rev. Charles Wesley MORE LOVE TO THEE, O CHRIST i More love to Thee, O Christ, More love to Thee ! Hear Thou the prayer I make On bended knee ; This is my earnest plea, More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee ! 2 Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest ; Now Thee alone I seek, Give what is best : This all my prayer shall be, More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee ! 71 NEARER, MY GOD, TO THEE i Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven : All that Thou send'st to me, In mercy given ; 72 MY JESUS, I LOVE THEE I My Jesus I love Thee, I know Thou art mine, For Thee all the follies of sin I resign ; My gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. 3 Let sorrow do its work, Send grief and pain ; Sweet are Thy messengers, Sweet their retrain, When they can sing with me, — More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee ! 4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper Thy praise ; This be the parting cry My heart shall raise, This still its prayer shall be, More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee ! Elizabeth P. Prentiss. Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 5 Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars fo r got, Upwards I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. Sarah F. Adams. 2 I love Thee, because Thou hast first loved me. And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree ; I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow ; If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. Used by per. of Baptist Publication <=~-'^tjr. 3 I will love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death. And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest me breath ; And say when the death-dew lies cold on my brow , If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now 4 In mansions of glory and endless delight, I'll ever adore Thee in heaven so bright ; I'll sing with the glittering crown on my brow, If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now. A. J. Gordon. 65 73 WESLEY UsJOs L. Mason. on's glad morn - ing, 'J J J* 1 3 L, i \ i i j H- i : f l ll l Zi - on in tri - umph be - gins her mild reign. A - men. m^ £=3 _ — i 1 1 — 2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning, Long by the prophets of Israel fore- told ; Hail to the millions from bondage returning ! Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 3 Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing, Streams ever copious are gliding along ; <5>- C- IpS Loud from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing, Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. 4 See, from all lands, from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah ascending on high ; Fallen are the engines of war and commotion, Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. Thomas Hastings. 66 74 ARMAGEDDON 6s 5s Arr. by J. Goss. i. Je-sus, Thou hast bought us, Not withgold orgem, But with Thine own g u a ? * * g iP ^^z:4zt 45?- i=t=t life-blood, For Thy di - a - dem. With Thy b!ess-ing fill - ing HMF- E i fTTTT' H l* f i i rt I 1— r t/ r -g?- ;g; -z5>- Each who comes to Thee,Thou hast made us willing, Thou hast made us free, . tt g g. 1 i r tZQ P -1 1 I JJEXf fJIL-f-p M j I ' : mm r $ fc=t fj"i jT^ i -•- i r f By Thy grand re j—i— m demp - tion, By Thy grace di - vine; £ m i •-T are Thine ! Amen. r r i .Lgj 2 Not for weight of glory, Not for crown and palm, Enter we the army, Raise the warrior's psalm But for love that claimeth Lives for whom He died, He whom Jesus nameth Must be on His side. By Thy love constraining, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side ; Saviour, we are Thine ! 2 Fierce may be the conflict, Strong may be the foe, But the King's own army None can overthrow. Round His standard ranging Vict'ry is secure : For His truth unchanging Makes the triumph sure. Joyfully enlisting, By Thy grace divine, We are on the Lord's side ; Saviour, we are thine ! Frances Ridley Havergal. 75 ST. PETER CM. -J- A. R. Reinagle. J J J I J M i J '] I | I I Now, gracious Lord, Thine arm re-veal, And make Thy glo - ry known 11 i i i . j i U i J-ffi-^j Now let us all Thv presence feel, And soften hearts of stone i _ n Amen. - 2 -^-- c i — i — r * * -. — i t r \ — r t 1 ' 2 Help us to venture near Thy throne. And plead a Saviour's name ; For all that we can call our own Is vanity and shame. 3 From all the guilt of former sin Mav mercy set us free ; And let the week we now begin, Begin and end with Thee. 4 Send down Thy Spirit from above, That saints may love Thee more, And sinners now may learn to love, Who never loved before. John Newton. 68 76 ANCIENT OF DAYS Us JOs, J. Albert JefTery. . IS s n-k— - — p- ~f\" II Voices, i. Ancient of days, who sittest throned in glo- ry, B ^ — v- ft I - # - -*- _?- _*_ _*- _ # _ # -# — #-- — 0- r — — — tt-t -J — U 1 U — b/ — -b^ — ^ — i~ 1 ^-^-g : *-*^ ACCOM P I f ^ lili-S i *=t To Thee all knees are bent, alt voic - es pray ; Thy love has blest the H=^=^3Z£: _i 1 — m — 1 — ^ — i — ,_ — I — . — i 1 — ^ — jj- — pv_ T - , i J Si 6 9 rail. *-* -* — ^ — ~* — i — a . — . — ,-- — -^ — -^ >■( ¥ i> ' wide world's wondrous story With light and life since Eden's dawning -#- "#- ,T#- gj S-^_-*-^iS &#«=£ -• — rail. *** S- l- fft 2 O Holy Father, who hast led Thy children In all the ages, with the fire and cloud, Through seas dry-shod, through weary wastes bewildering; To Thee, in reverent love, our hearts are bowed. 3 O Holy Jesus, Prince of Peace and Saviour, To Thee we owe the peace that still prevails, Stilling the rude wills of men's wild behavior, And calming passion's fierce and stormy gales. 4 O Holy Ghost, the Lord, and the Life-giver, Thine is the quickening power that gives increase; L'lom Thee have flowed, as from a pleasant river, Our plenty, wealth, prosperity and peace. 5 O Triune God, with heart and voice adoring, Praise we the goodness that doth crown our days; Pray we, that Thou wilt hear us, still imploring Thy love and favor, kept to us always. William C. Doanc. 77 lyons jo jo n n mm 4 70 1 1 -0 — m- 4=t Francis J. Haydn. 4- I O worship the King, all -glorious a-bove, O grate-ful-ly sing His 1 M ' P2- £2- -H :t: § _n.y_„a-i 1 , 1 - . r- — ,, , , 1 , 1 ! I , J -, W — t JJ * U ' 7 r y n 3 s J v ; — t — ' pow'r and His love; Our Shield and De-fend- er, the An-cient of days, in *=*=*=£ !=t=t=|=t t=t=t * — •— 1-# — # — »_cyza_ # — ^czzpizz^r ,j] Pa -vil-ionedin splen-dor, and gird- ed with praise. A - men. I I I Wp i f f Mr C f4^p p i n-f^d i 1 , — 1 2 O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the storm. 3 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain. 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. Robert Grant. 71 78 CRUSADER'S HYMN 5 6 8 5 5 8 Ait. by Richard S. Willis =1 -4-4 i Fair- est Lord Je - sus ! Rul - er of all na - ture ! O Thou of -• — 0- s _ r t: - ■*- *- ■*- v ^ MP l i.fr \t*Xb-X ll r \ JIJ:»ld 3 J ■U- 4 — I— I ^ (Si — |-(Si- -^ — I — h H God and man the Son ! Thee will I ^ — ^ 1 — WM 0-r&- cher - ish, Thee will I I J2 -B> 42 r — r N=t 4—1- > jf J * ITT* * J 3 lion - or, Thee, my soul's glo - ry, joy, and crown! A -men. ''*=??- \ I m 2 Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands, Robed in the blooming garb of spring; Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer, Who makes the woeful heart to sing. 3 Fair is the sunshine, Fairer still the moonlight, And all the twinkling starry host. Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer Than all the angels heaven can boast. From the German. 72 79 TIDINGS P.M. James Walch. -b-s— I r r— d 1 l-i — I l-i 5=1 w i. O Zi- on, haste, thy mission high ful- fill - ing, To tell to all the I g ^ r _ ri . i L r r ±r.z± i *— ^ ?£ N=ti: 1 I I world that God is Light ; That He who made all na-tions is not will - ing -•- - J J « - *- • & ~ m &=£ i=t 3=t- -&-. t=E 1 — r #--^ ■t-i r Refrain. ( S=3tZZt One soul should per-ish, lost in shades of night. Pub- lish glad tid - ings -#- -#- -^- _ -•- - _ -^- 1 — r-r L^- rM^^= te EF=E -» — #— #- -te>- I — t- J I 'Lf Tidings of peace ; Tidings of Je- sus, Redemption and release. A- men. T 2 Behold how many thousands still are lying Bound in the darksome prison-house of sin, With none to tell them of the Saviour's dying, Or of the life He died for them to win. — Ref. 3 'Tis thine to save from peril of perdition The souls for whom the Lord His life laid down ; Beware lest, slothful to fulfill thy mission, Thou lose one jewel that should deck His crown. — Ref. 73 4 Proclaim to every people, tongue, and nation That God, in whom they live and move, is love : Tell how He stooped to save His lost creation, And died on earth that man might live above. — Ref. 5 Give of thy sons to bear the message glorious ; Give of thy wealth to speed them on their way ; Pour out thy soul for them in prayer victorious ; And all thou spendest Jesus will repay. — Ref. 6 He comes again ; O Zion, ere thou meet Him, Make known to every heart His saving grace ; Let none whom He hath ransomed fail to greet Him, Through thy neglect, unfit to see His face. Publish glad tidings ; Tidings of peace ; Tidings of Jesus, Redemption and release. 80 ST. BEES 7s Mary A. Thomson. John B. Dykes. _| 1 _J 1 i. Has-ten, Lord, the glo-rious time, When, beneath Mes - si -ah's sway, . ew>ir r p- r i p~^-+r-M=f ^ 2 Mightiest kings His power shall own Heathen tribes His name adore ; Satan and his host o'erthrown, Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness and joy and peace, Undisturbed, shall ever reign. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; Ever praise His glorious name ; All His mighty acts record, All His wondrous love proclaim. Harriet Auber. 74 81 LAUDES DOMINI 6s 6 1. &± £=F 4- mm Joseph Barnby ^-- — «== 1 i. When morn - ing gilds the skies, My heart a - wak - ing cries, Bi 1 — May il sus Christ be praised ! I Mil] \j-^ =j— i I U -#- at work and prayer, To Je - sus I re - pair ; May Je - sus Christ be praised ! A- men. _.+ f rJ • . p M& . -4- ■ jk& Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised ! O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised ! My tongue shall never tire Of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised ! This song of sacred joy, It never seems to cloy, May Jesus Christ be praised ! When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised ! When evil thoughts molest, With this I shield my breast , May Jesus Christ be praised ! Does sadness fill my mind ? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised ! t-Y Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 6 The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say, May Jesus Christ be praised ! The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 7 In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised ! Let earth, and sea, and sky. From depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be praised ! 8 Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, May Jesus Christ be praised Be this the eternal song Through ages all along, May Jesus Christ be praised ! From the German. Tr. by Edward Caswall George J. I ig 3=P tHJ « And hail Him as thy matchless King Thro all e- ter-ni - ty. A- 71101. m& g 1 | i 1 i= imuum 2 Crown Him the Lord of love ; Behold His hands and side, Rich wounds, yet visible above, In beauty glorified : No angel in the sky ("an fully bear that sight, But downward bends His burning At mysteries so bright. [eye] 3 Crown Him the Lord of peace, Whose power a scepter sways From pole to pole, that wars may And all be pray'r ami praise: [cease-.] I I I His reign shall know no end, And round His pierced feet Fair flowers of paradise extend Their fragrance ever sweet. 4 Crown Him the Lord of years, The Potentate of time, Creator of the rolling spheres, Ineffably sublime ! All hail ! Redeemer, hail ! For Thou hast died for me ; Thy praise shall never, never fail Throughout eternity. Matthew Bridges. 7 6 83 HUMMEL CM. Heinrich C. Zeunet. ' 4-4- — =z -# — L^ &— *-&-?- L| 1 Lp J_| C _ — ^_u g _t^^_J the earth Are by ere - a- tion Thine; W^^SABl And in Thy works,by all be - held, Thy radiant glories shine. Amen. n JJ. J &£=* i=t —J ■is— ^ t=E 0. |ffi_ t=t= ^ -#- (2 :*=*: jQ--&- HI 2 But, Lord, Thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in Thy mind. 3 When, Lord, shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound ? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne The temples of Thy praise. Thomas Gibbons. 84 SERENITY CM. m William V. Wallace. ■5-f— • — * — -• — I • . — i 5 — *-fi* — F — i-^— * — * — ^ — V&—\ i We may not climb the heav'nly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down; tfr /• frp i fa ? ■ p p ' J b# ! bp • # p * ■ rg - ^ y l v \ v v v mmm In vain we search the lowest deeps, For Him no depths can drown. Amen. mm -v— «— * fc*-,^ li t=t mm 2 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is He; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. 3 The healing of the seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. 85 DOMINUS REGIT ME 8s 7s 1/ I v v v i 4 Through Him the first fond prayers are Our lips of childhood frame; [said The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His name. 5 O Lord and Master of us all, Whate'er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine! John G. Whittier. John B. Dykes. 1L ! ,J _l I 3 3 J i H i i Ij 5=t r-^a n i The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth nev - er; — 3 — [j — >zz — ^Pr— i — t— L[= — t= — — — ' i r i r— ' I noth-ing lack if I am His, And He is mine for - ev - er. A- men. 1 j ixuzz, — pzizrpxp — ^_! h _zt h . i_n^n 2 Where streams of living water flow, My ransomed soul He leadeth, And where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. 3 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me, And on His shoulder gently laid, And home, rejoicing, brought me. 4 In death's dark vale I ft-ar no ill With Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me. 5 And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise Within Thy house forever. Henry W. Baker. 78 86 GOWER 7 7 7 6 ffi 9 *~ W *" John H. Gower. 1 K I H— st i Fa- ther, hear Thy children call; Humbly at Thy feet we fall, I m SE -# # # s — * - -I « » - t=t foft^jiiujup i • - - - i - *. Prod - i - gals con- fess-ing all ; We beseech Thee, hear us. A-men. ■y- Tf 1 — ■i 1 1 — Solo. 2 Teach us what Thy love has borne, That with loving sorrow torn, Truly contrite we may mourn; We beseech Thee, hear us. All. Gifts of light and grace bestow, Help us to resist the foe, Fearing what indeed is woe; We beseech Thee, hear us. Solo. 3 Let no sin within us reign, May we gladly suffer pain, If we suffer for our gain; W T e beseech Thee, hear us. All. May we to all evil die, Fleshly longings crucify, Fix our hearts and thoughts on high; We beseech Thee, hear us. -i — •- ei I Solo. 4 Grant us faith to know Thee near, Hail Thy grace, The judgment fear, And through trial persevere; We beseech Thee, hear us. All. Grant us love Thy love to own, Love to live for Thee alone, And the power of grace make known; We beseech Thee, hear us. Solo. 5 All our weak endeavors bless, As we ever onward press, Unto perfect holiness; We beseech Thee, hear us. All. Lead us daily nearer Thee, Till at last Thy face we see, Crowned with Thine own purity; We beseech Thee, hear us. T. P.. Pollock. 79 87 ST. CLEMENT 9s Clement C. Scholefield. 2 We thank Thee that Thy church un- sleeping. While earth rolls onward into light, Thro' all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. ^ As o'er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. 4 So be it, Lord; Thy throne shall never, Like earth's proud empires, pass away; But stand and rule and grow forever, Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway. John Ellerton. 8o 88 DAY OF REST 7s 6s D. + 1 P^- w% ; .fiptfg 2 Wherever He may guide me, No want shall turn me back; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack. His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim, He knows the way He taketh, And I will walk with Him. 3 Green pastures are before me, Which yet I have not seen; Bright skies will soon be o'er me. Where darkest clouds have been. My hope I cannot measure, My path to life is free, My Saviour has my treasure, And He will walk with me. Anna L. Waring. Si 89 LUX BENIGNA JO 4 JO 4 JO JO . n b . ^ _l_| — PM- John B. Dykes. 3 1 1: ^ -««-=- I Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom The dis rs — : m 1 1 — — ^"^ 1 — F I a- L-l te tant scene; one step e - nough J2sL ~g? — — ^ -I 1 1- l I ' ' ' ' \~\ 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on ; I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years ! 3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone, And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile ! John H. Newman. 82 90 CATHERINE M.61. Adapted by J. G. Walton. q_L | r zq \ , — i tr— — .ft— ^Mfe — ^-t^— ^=2 — • — • *-^te r FhP=F sot i dun-geon, fire and sword: O how our hearts beat high with joy £«?*: - £* 1= s ^i^pi 4,-J- *3t l^— ^ 25l" IS : F* — ^ -- When-e'er we hear that glo - rious word! Faith of our fa - thers! t& >z> J-£ ■ta. S' 1 — r (fe b J J|*|j j JlJ lU Jlj:^ P ^tee=t=E 2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, Were still in heart and conscience free: How sweet would be theirchildren'sfate, If they, like them, could die for thee! Faith of our fathers! holy faith! We will be true to thee till death! 3 Faith of our fathers! we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife: And preach thee, too, as love knows how, By kindly words and virtuous life: Faith of our fathers! holy faith! We will be true to thee till death! Frederick W. Faber. 83 ST. ANDREW OF CRETE 6s 5s D, John B. Dykes. 2 Christian ! dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian ! never tremble ; Never be downcast ; Gird thee for the battle. Watch, and pray, and fast. 3 Christian ! dost thou hear them, How they speak thee fair? " Always fast and vigil ? Always watch and prayer? " Christian ! answer boldly : " While I breathe I pray ! " Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 "Well I know thy trouble, my servant true ; Thou art very weary, 1 was weary too ; But that toil shall make thee Some day all mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near my throne." Andrew of Crete. Tr. by John M. Xeale. 92 ST. HILDA 7s6sD. 84 Justin H. Knecht and Edward Husband. m a j cj_^ # _* — 5— L-j — & — '-h— 1=5— a s— # — j— t=^_B HgEfe i. O Je - sus, Thou art standing Out-side the fast-closed door : 1 1 I In low - ly ste? pa-tienee wait - ing n - tt*. tola. - # . -#-# — j r-ba W- I I I To pass the thresh- old o'er s tt' I J- ffi-"rt ~1 I J I j ^ = j flu- 1 1 Shame on us, Christian breth-ren, His name and sign who bear; mm ^k -&- 1— r 3* Uli^i^e .g u-JliJ - J-iJii i , nhi I I H III ■•- -«- -J- -j,- -si-. -S>- -sr gg I I O shame, thrice shame up-on . n she us, To keep Him standing there ! ^4- men. m g~l- wm 2 O Jesus, Thou art knocking: And lo ! that hand is scarred, And thorns Thy brow encircle, And tears Thy face have marred. O love that passeth knowledge, So patiently to wait ! O sin that hath no equal, So fast to bar the gate ! I I I I 3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading In accents meek and low, " I died for you, my children, And will ye treat me so? " O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door : Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us nevermore. William W. How. 85 93 MARGARET 8 8 8 8 6 i O Love that wilt not let me go ;— -. <5>— r— !S>- # 0— , P£ «-P* 1 # C 1 l_^_C^_! #— £j# m wea- ry soul in Thee ; 4 A -0- -0- -0- -&- ■?- -+ V -L- 1 I give Thee back the life I owe, -/§- : -#- -#- -•- -#- -#- -^-&- That in Thine ocean depths to flow May rich-er, full - er be. A- men. 2 O Light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine's blaze its day May blighter, fairer be. 3 O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain That morn shall tearless be. 4 O Cross that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from thee ; I lay in dust life's glory dead. And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be. George Matlieson. S6 94 O KING OF KINGS 8s 7s I I 1 ' ' l Sir Arthur Sullivan. t=fl=f T d F££3 ■5? Z3 gl" ■» «-r &±-0— ( ^ ( _|_ (& _1_ tpttf=3tl I "For My sake and the Gospel's, go And tell Re- demption's sto - ry; \b=± 5i2£=B i. feg^ l* 4=4 I — M-t f - ^- -flg-jza- H^ 1 fc^^gj^^^^^ l^ r His her- aids an - svver, "Be it so, And Thine, Lord, all the glo - ry!" -$-(2= i=4=r =^t « -&-~ \ G>- -&- -&- -&- J2- &- — (2- »- -w § i ^ i=c &±f-r^ ^>