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-AoHYMANS.
C. M.
M  I a soldier of the cross,
A  follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?
2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?
3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign!
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They view the triumph from afar
And seize it with their eye.
1 
SAC'tEI) MIELODIES.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine,
In robes of victory through the skies    The glory shall be thine.
2;   ~         GtC. M5.
IN evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear;
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp'd my wild career.
2 I saw one hanging on a tree,
In agonies and blood;
WVho fix'd his languid eyes on me,
As near his cross I stood.
3 Sure never to my latest breath
Can I forget that look;
It seemed to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.
4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And help'd to nail him there.
5 A second look he gave, which said,
"I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die, that thou may'st live."
6 Thus while his death my sin displays
In all its blackest hue,
Such are the mysteries of his grace,
It seals a pardon too. 
SACRED MELODIES.
ESUS my all to heaven has gone,
He whomn I fix mny hopes upon;
His track I see, and I'll pursue
The narrow way till him I view.
2 The way the holy prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King's high way of holiness,
1'11 go, for all his paths are peace.
3 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourned because I found it not;
5Iy grief a burden long had been,
Because I was not saved fromn sin.
4 The more I strove against its power,
I felt its weight and guilt the more,
Till late I heard my Savior say,
"Come hither, soul, I am the way!"
5 Lo, glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb,
Shalt take me to thee, as I am:
Nothing but sin have I to give,
Nothing but love shall I receive.
6 Now will I tell to sinners round,
What a dear Savior I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say, behold the way to God!
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L. M. 
6          SACRED MELODIES.
Til:   nn C. M.
IHE rains descended, and the floods
TMy   soul's foundations tried;
While one by one each cherished hope,
Like waning rush-lights died.
And lone and desolate, I heard
The elemental din;
Yet light amid the darkness broke       A sun-beam shone within.
2 Out on the crested wave I rode,
When the great sea arose,
And challenged with its thunder-cry
The stormy winds as foes.
Then barks were wreck'd, and men went
down
Beneath the billowy brine;
But in that tempest of despair,
The sun-beam still was mine.
3 The trust in God, I'll hold it fast,
In peril and in pain,
Until that glorious Sun arise,
Which ne'er shall set again.
O when by death's dim phantom led,
I tread the shadowy vale,
Still shall this perfect peace be mine,
Though flesh and heart should fail.
5J                   P.'A.
OOw precious is the name, brethren sing, brethren
tname, brethren  sing,
How precious is the hame, brethren sing,
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SACRED  ME(LODIES.                       7
low precious is the name of Christ our Paschal Lamb,
Who bore our sin and shame, on the tree, on the tree.
2 I've given all for Christ, he's my all, he's my all,
I've given all for Christ, he's my all;
I've given all for Christ, and mv spirit cannot rest,
Unless  he's in n y breast. reigning there, reigning
tlhere.
3 His easy yoke I'il beat, with delight, with delight,
His easy yoke I ll bear, with delight,
His easy- -oke I'll bear, and his cross I will not fear,
His namie I will d     eclare     evermore, evermore.
4 I feel the lov e of God in my soul, in my soul,
I feel the love of God in mv soul;
I feel the love of God, in mv heart'tis shed abroad,
And I w ill serve my God here below, here below.
6                       P. M.
IKI-NEV I was a sinner, the call it was loud
To repent of my sins, and give up to the Lord;
But O  what distress my soul then was in,
While I was a seeker and yet in my sin!
2 For mercy, for mercy, aloud I did call
But I could not find mercy till I gave up my all
Afd I gave up my all, and the burden did go,
Knd O  what a love in my heart then did flow.
3 What a bright glowing light in my  heart then did
shine,
I wonder'd, I wonder'd the Lord was so kind
As to open mine e es and give me to see
What a merciful Savior had suffered for me.
,I What joy and what glory then thrilled through my
heart,
Which made me quite willing with sinners to part;
And I knew I was willing to let my name go;
And join with the saints in this union below 
6              SACRED MELODIES.
5 Come all you poor mourners who feel your distress
Come, come unto Jesus, and you shall find rest;
The door of salvation is open and free,
Come in now this moment and happy you'll be.
6 There's joy with the angels, there's joy with the
saints,
Wihen the news reaches heaven that a sinner re       pents.
Accept of salvation, no longer delay,
For the voice of Free Grace cries to-day and to-day
C. M.
HIS book is all that's left me now!
Tears will unbidden start;
With falt'ring lip and throbbing brow,
I press it to my heart;
For many generations passed,
Here is our family tree;
MIy mother's hands this Bible clasped  She, dying, gave it me.
2 Ah! well do I remember those
Whose names these records bear
Who round the hearth-stone used to close,
After the evening prayer;
And speak of what these pages said,
In tones my heart would thrill!
Thlo' they are with the silent dead,
Here are they living still.
3 My father read this holy book
To brothers, sisters dear  How calm Was my poor mother's look,
Who loved God's word to hear.
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SACRED MELODIES.
Her angel face-I see it yet!
What thronging memories come!
Again that little group is met,
Within the walls of home.
4 Thou truest friend man ever knew,
Thv constancy I've tried;
WVhen all were false I've found thee true,
My counsellor and guide.
The mines of earth no treasure give,
That could this volume buy  In teaching me the way to live,
It learnt me how to die.
'M a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,
I can tarry, I can tarry but a night.
Do not detain me, f,)r I am going
To where the streamlets are ever flowing,
2 There the sunbeams are ever shining,
I am longing, I am longing for the sight;
WVithin a country unknown and dreary,
I have been wandering forlorn and weary.
3f that country to whichl I'mn going,
iy Rer deemer, my Redeemer is the light;
There is no sorrow, or any sighling,
Or any sinning, or any ding.
P. M.
AW  ye my Savior! Saw ye my Savior!
Saw ye mny Savior, the Lord!
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8 
10        SACRED MELODIES.
0 he died on Calvary,
To atone for you and me,
And to purchase our pardon with blood.
2 He was extended, he was extended,
IPainfullv naiid to the cross;
There he bowd his head and died,
There niy Lord was crucified,
To atone for a world that was lost.
3 Jesus hung bleeding, Jesus hung bleeding,
Three dreadful hours in pain;
And the solid rocks were rent,
Through creation's vast extent,
WVhen the Jews crucified the dear Lamb.
4 Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed,
Day was concealed o'er the land;
And the sun refused to shine
While his Majesty divine
WVas derided, insulted and slain.
5 When it was finished, when it was finished,
And the atonement was made,
He was taken by the great,
And embalmed in spices sweet,
And was in a new sepulchre laid.
f{ Hail m~'2ht!.avior, Hail mighty Savior,
Prince and the author of Peace,
Soon he burst the bands of death,
And triumphant, from the earth,
He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
SACRED MELODIES.
7 There interceding, there interceding,
Pleading that sinners may live,
Crying,, " See my hands and side,
Father, I was crucified
To redeem them, I pray thee forgive."
8 "1 will forgive them. I will forgive them
When they repent and believe    Let them now return to thee,
And be reconciled to me,
And salvation they all shall receive."
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T.OW  behold the Savior pleading,
At the sinner's bolted heart
Now in heaven he's interceding,.
Undertaking sinner's part.
CHORus.
Sinners, can you hate the Savior?
Will you thrust him from your arms?
Once he died for your behavior  Now he calls you to his charms.
2 Sinners, hear your God and Savior,
Hear his gracious voice to-dav;
Turn from all your vain behavior,
O repent, return and pra.
3 0'be wise before yon langotis
On the bed of dying strife!
Endless joy, or-dteadfal m.guish,
Turn upon the events o0f life!
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12           SACRED) AtELODIES.
4 Now he's waiting to be gracious.
Now he stands and looks on thee,
See what kindness, love and pity,
Shine around on you and me!
5 Open now your hearts before himl,
Bid the Savior welcome in;
Now receive, and 0, adore him;
Take a full discharge from sin.
6 Come, for all things now are ready;
Yet there's room for many more;
O ve blind, ye lame and needy,
Come to wisdom's boundless store.
11                     is. & 10os
OMO E  -e disconsolate, wlere'cr you languish,
Cone at the imercy seat, fervently kneel;
Here bring  your wounded hearts, here tell your an        gu,,ish;
Earth hais no sorrowl that Heaven cannot heal.
2 Jo- of the comfortless, light of the straying,
Hope wlihen all others die fadeless and pure;
Here speaks the comforter, in miercy saying,
Earth has no sorrow  that Heaven cannot cure.
3 Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth frill the throne of God, puire from above
Comte to the feast prepared-comie ever ktnowing1
Earth has tno sorrows but Heaven can remove.
12                        P,~,
RET    E N. we have met for worship,
1B) And to adore the Lord our Godi
Will you pray with all your power,
While we wait upon the Lord? 
SACRED MIELODIES.
All is vain unless the Spirit
Of the Holy one comes down;
Brethren plray, and heavenly manna
Will be showered all around.
Don't You see poor sinners round you
Slunihbering on the blrink of wo?
Death is coming, hell is moving,
Can you bear to let them go?
See your fathers, and your mothers.
And your children sinking down;Brethren, pray with all your power,
And the blessing will come down.
3 Don't y)ou see the poor backsliders,
Wyho iwere once near heaven's door;
But they've wandered from the Savior,
And are worse than e'er before;
But the Savior offers pardon,
If they will to him return;
Brethren, pray with all your power,
And the blessing will come down.
4 Sisters, will you join and help us,
Moses' sister helped him;
Will you seek the trembling mourners
Who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior,
Tell them that he will be found;
Sisters, pray with all your poser,
And the blessing will comedown.
5 Let us love the Lord supremely,
Let us love each other too;
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14         SACRED MELODIES.
Let us love and pray for sinners
Till the Lord creates them new.
Soon he'll call us home to glory,
At his table we'll sit down;
Christ will gird himself and serve us,
With sweet manna all around.
13                c. P M.
1   EN  thou my righteous Judge shalt
come,
To call thy ransom'd people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at thy right hand?
2 I love to meet among them now,
Before thy gracious throne to bow    Though weakest of them all,
And can I bear the piercing thought,
To have my worthless name left out,
When thou for them shalt call?
3 Prevent, prevent it by thy grace,
Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding place,
In that expected day.
Thy pard'ning voice, 0 let me hear,
To still each urbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall I pray.
4 Among thy saints let me be found,
Whene'er th' Archangel's trump shall sound
To see thy smiling face' 
SACRED MIELODIES.             15
Then loud through all the crowd I'll sing,
While heav'n's resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of boundless grace.
14                    S. Al.
ID  Clihrist o'er sinner's weep,
)And shall our cheeks be dry?
Let floods of penitential grief
Burst forth from every eye.
2 The Son of God in tears
Angels with wonder see!
Be thou astonish'd, 0 my soul!
Ile shed those tears for thee.
3 He wept that we might weep,
Each sin demands a tear
In heaven alone no sin is found,
And there's no weeping there.
15                  P. M.
LORY to God that I have found
GThe pearl of liy salvation,
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground,
Up to our heavenly station;
And I'm resolved to follow on,
And never to forsake him,
I'll always keep this narrow way,
Until I overtake him.
2 Fear not, says Christ, ye little flock,
Heirs of immortal glory;
You're built upon the surest rock.
The kingdom lies before von!; 
16         SACRED MELODIES.
Fight on, fight on, ye heirs of grace,
And tell the pleasing story,
I'm always with my little flock,
I'll bring them home to glory.
16                   P. WI.
ARK and thorny is the desert,
Through which pilgrims make their
way,
Yet beyond this vale of sorrow,
Lie the fields of endless day:
Fiends loud howling through the desert
Make them tremble as they go,
And the fiery darts of satan
Often bring their courage low.
2 0 young soldier, are vou weary
Of the roughness of the way?
Does your strength begin to fail you?
And your vigor to decay?
Jesus, Jesus, will go with you:
He will lead you to his throne;
He who dy'd his garments for you,
And the wine press trod alone.
3 0 their crowns, how bright they sparkles
Such as monarchs never wore:
They have gone to richer pastures,
Jesus is their shepherd there.
IHail! ye happy, happy spirits,
Death no more shall make you fear;
Grief nor sorrow, pain or anguish,
Shall no more distress you there. 
17 f#i  eP. M.
HE pIre testimony pourd forth in the Spirit,
1Cuts like a k;een twto-edgfed sword;
And hyNpocrites now- are most sorely tormented,
Becaiise the're condemned hy the word.
The    re testijnony discover   s tte  dross
W-hile w'icked professors make litht of the cross;
And BablN-on tr embles for fear of her loss.
Is not the tim         e  come for the church to be gather'd
into the one Spirit of God?
Baptiz'd b) one Spiuit into the one body,
Partraki,i  Christ's flesh and his bloo,d?
They- drink in one spirit w-hich makes them all see
Thljey  are one in Christ Jestos, wherever they be,
The Jew,N- and the Gentile, thle bond and the free.
3 Then blow - e the tritmpet in pure testimony,
And let tlie w-orld hear it again;
O comle ve from Babyl-In, Egp-)t and Sodomi,
And iatke -oir w ay over the plain
And gird on y-our armor, ye sainats of the Lord,
For Christ stizll direct -otu bv his living word;
The plure testimion- will cut like a sword.
T The great prince of darkness is must'ring his forces,
To mIake -you his prisoners again
B- flit' ries, reproaches, and vile persecution,
That y-ou in his cause mav remain:
Bu3t shlii his temiptations, v' herever they lav,
And fear not his serv-,ants w-hatever they say;
The pure testimiony will give you the day.
5 The world will not persecute  those who  are like
then,
But hold th em the same as their own;
The pure testitnony cries up separation,
And calls you y   our l ives to lay down.
Come ott from their spirit and practices too,
T'ie track of the Savior keep still in vour view  The pture testimony will cut the way through.
6 The battle is coming between the two kingdoms,
The armies will gather anon;
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SACRED MELODIES. 
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The pure testimony and vile persecution
Will come to close battle ere long:
Then wash all your robes in the blood of the Lai6mbi
And walk in the spirit as Jesus has done
In pure testimony you w-ill overcome.
10 8                       ls,
OW  firm a fouindation. ye saints of tle Lord,
Is laid foir your faith in his excellent wiord!
What more can he say than to vou he hath said.
You who unto Jesus tor reftlge have fled?
2 In every conditioni, in sickness and health,
In povertv's vale, or abounding in Awealth,
At home or abroad, on  he land, on the sea,
As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be.
3  Fear not, I am with thee 0 be not dismayed
For 1 am thy God, and wsill still give thee aid;
I'l strengthen thee, help thee, and cause  thee  to
st               and,
Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand.
4 when through the deep waters I call thee to go
The rivers of  e-o shall not thee ov erflow;
For I will be with thee, thv troubles to bless,
And sanctify to thee tlihy deepest distress.
5 When through fierv trials thy pathwaa-s shall lie,
Ayv grace all sufficient shall be ithy sutipply
The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design
Thy dross to consttme, and thy gold to refine.
6 Even down to old age, all my people shall prove
Impartial, eternal, unchangeable love;
Ahd whlen hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
Like lambs they shall still in mny bosom be borne.
7 The sou-lthat on Jestus doth lean for repose,
He will not, He will not, desert to his foes;
That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake
He'll never-no never-no never forsake
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SACRED MELODIES.
19                     L. M.
THERE  two or three, with sweet accord,
Av~Obedient to their blessed Lord
Mleet to recount his acts of grace:
And offer solemn pray'r and praise,
2 "There," saith the Savior, "will I be,
Amid this little company;
To them unveil my smiling face,
And shed my glory round the place."
3 WVe meet at thy command, dear Lord,
Relying on thy faithful word;
LNow send thy Spirit from above,
And fill our hearts with heavenly lo-ve.
20                  P. AI.
OMIE. lmy brethren, let us try,
C For a little season;
Every burden to lay byv,
Come and let us reason.
2 What is this that casts you down,
What is this that grieves you?
Speak and let the worst be known,
Speaking may relieve you.
3 Think on what your Savior bore,
In the gloomy garden
Sweating blood from every pore,
Crying, 0 my Father.
4 See him nailed to the tree,
Bleeding, groaning, dying 
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20           SACRED MIELODIES.
See he suffered this for thee,
Therefore be believing.
5 Joseph took his body down,
Shrouded it in linen;
Laid it in the silent tomb,
And returned mourning.
6 Soon he rises from the tomb,
Angels fly from glory.
O what glory shone around,
IlallelLjah, glory.
7 Brethren, don't you feel the flame?
Sisters, dont you love him?
Let us join to praise his name i
Let us never grieve him.
8 Soon we'll meet to part no more,
Soon we'll be in heaven;
There to join with those above,
And forever praise him.
21                  P IM.
FRO.IT    whence doth this union arise,
That hatred is conquer'd by love t
It fastens our souls in such ties,
That nature and time can't remove.
2 It cannot in Eden be found,
Nor yet in a paradise lost;
It grows on Immanuel's ground,
And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 
SACRED  3IELODIES.
3 Mv friends are so dear unto me,
Our hearts all united in love,
Wlhere Jesus has gone we shall be,
In volder blest mansion above.
4 Then whv so r eluctant to part,
Since we shall ere long meet again?
Engraved on Imimanuel's heart,
At distance we cannot remain.
5 And when we shall see that bright day,
And join with the angels above,
No longer confined to this clay,
United with Jesus in love:
6 Iuith Joesus we ever shall reign,
And all his bright glory shall see,
And sing, Halleitlujah, Amen,
Amen! even so let it be.
2 2    P. M.
'2HITHER goest thou, pilgrim stranger,
I~V   AWanclering through this lonely valet?
Knowest thou not'tis full of danger,
And will not thy courage fail?
CIORFUS.
No. I'm bound for the kingdom
'Will you gro to glory with me 
Hallelujah, 0 hallelujah,
I'm bound for the kingdom,
Will you go to glory with me,
Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord.
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22            SACRED MELODI Y5.
2 Pilgrim thou has justly called me,
Passing through this waste so wide 
But no harm can e'er befall me,
While I'm blessed with such a guide.
3 Such a guide! No guide attends thee,
Hence for thee my fears arise;
If some guardian power befriend thee,
'Tis unseen by human eyes.
4 Yes, unseen, but still believe me,
Such a guide my steps attend;
He'll in every strait relieve me,
Hle will guide me to the end.
5 Pilgrim, see that stream before thee,
l)arkly winding through the vale;
Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee,
Would not then thy courage fail?
6 No, that stream has nothing frightful,
To its brink my steps I'll bend
Thence to plunge'twill be delightful,
There my pilgrimage will end.
7 While I gazed, with speed surprising
Down the stream she plunged from sight
Gazing still I saw her rising,
Like an angel cloth'd with light.
8 Cease my soul, this mourning, crying,
D)eath will burst the sullen gloom
Soon unv spirit, flutt'ring, flying,
Will be borne beyond the tomb. 
-A,CRE-aD M ELODIEDT.
RPETTIJEBN', while we sojourn here,
Fight we must but should not fear,
Foes we have, but we've a Friend,
One who loves us to the end;
Forward then with courage go,
Long we shall not dwell below
Soonl the joyful news will come,
Child, your Father calls-come home,
In the wvorld a thousand,( snares,
Lie to take us unawares;
Sa,tlan withl maliciouis arS,
Waltches each tnouarded heart
itBut from satan's m,alice free,
Saints shall soon victorious be;
Soon the joy-cul news w;ll come,
Child; your Elather ca.lls-come home.
3 But of all the foes we meet,
None so apt to ttirn our feet  None betrav us into sin,
Like the fces we have within;
Yet let nothing spoil your peaee,
Christ will also conquer these;
Then the joyful news will cme,
Child, -cur Fathler calls-come home.
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lHEN  mnarslall'd on the nightly plain,
The glitte,ing hest bestud the sky,
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24          SAC"REi) ~:lotf;s
One star alone of all the train,
Can fix the sinner's wandlering eye
2 Hark! Hark! to God the chorus breaks
From every host. fiom every gem;
But one aloine Lte Savior speaks,
It is the star of Bethlehem.
3 Once on the raging seas I rode,
The storm was loud, the night was dark,
The ocean y)awn'd and rudely blow'd
The winid that tossed my foundering bark
4 Deep horror then mv vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem
WVhen sitddenly a star arose,
It was the star of Bethlehem.
5 It was my guide, my light, my all,
It bade my dtark forebodings cease
And through the storm and danger's thrall?
It led me to the port of peace
6 Gow safely moor'd, my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,
Forever and forevermore,
The star-the star of Bethlehem.
25                 S. X.
HE day is past and gone;
The evening shades appear 
O may we all remember well,
The night of death draws near. 
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S con tile cross tie Savior h ung,
And wept and bled and died,
He poured salvation on a wretch,
That languished at his side.
2 His crimes with inward grief and shame,
The penitent confessed:
Then turned his dlying eyes to Christ,
And thus his prayer addressed:
3  Jesuis, thou son and heir of heav'n,
Thou spotless Lamb of God!
I see thee bathed in sweat and tears,
And weltering in thy blood, 
4 Y et quickly from these scenes of wo,
In trinumph thou shalt rise,
Brst  hroh thl e gloomy shadles of death,
Aind shline al)ove the skies.
5 Amid the glories of that world,
D)ear Savior think on me.
And in the victories of thy death,
LIet me a sharer be."
6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears,
Andc instantly replies,
To-div thy  pating   soul slihalt be
W7itlh me in padalise.
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2 I tT  hleavenlyv misic do I hear,
Sallvation soundin2 free
~e solis in biondacle lend an ear,
'Tlis is thle Jubilee.
2 Hiow sweetly do the tidclings roll,
All rotnn(l from sea to sea,
From landcl to land. fioni pole to pole,
This is the Jubilee.
3 Good         news. good  news, to Adam's race,
I,et Christians all agree
To sin, redeeming, love and grace,
This is the Jubilee.
4 The gospel sounds a sweet release
To all in misery,
Andi bids them welcome home to peace,
This is the Jubilee.
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5 Jesus is on his mercy seat,
Before him bend the knee:
Let heaven and earth his praise repeat,
This is the Jubilee.
6 Sinners, be Nwise, return and come,
Unto the Savior flee;
The Spirit bids you welcome home,
Tilis is the Jubilee.
7 Come ye redeemed, your tribute bring,
V ith songs of harmony;
W hile on the road to Canaan sing,
This is tle Jubilee.
OIE thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
2 Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
Raise the mount, 0 fix me on it!    Alount of God's unchanging love.
3 HeIre I raise my Ebelnezer,
Hither by thv help I'm come;
And I hope by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
4 Jesus sou,ght me when a stranger,
Wa ndering fiomn the fold of God;
He to save my soul from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
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SACRED MELODIES.
I Oh! to grace how great a debtor,
I)ailv I'm constrained to be!
IJet thy g,race, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind nimy wandering heart to thee.
6 Prone to wander, Lod(, I feel it    Prone to leave the God I love  Hecre's mv heart-O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.
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O nTE  we that love the Lord,
t   AntI let our joys le knowni
Join in a song of sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2 Let sorrows of the mind
Be banish'd from the place i
I,'eli ion inever waas design'd,
To malke our pleasures less.
3 Let those refuse to sing,
Wyho never knew our God 
BuIt fav'rites of the heavenly Icing
Mlay speak their joys abroad.
4 The men of grace have found,
Glory begun below,
Celestial flruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.
5 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
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Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on higih.
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7TIEN strangers stand and hear mne tell
WV' What beauties in my Savior dwell;
Where he is gone they fain would know,
That they may seek and love him too.
2 Mly best beloved keeps his throne
On hills of light in worlds unknown
But he descends and shows his face,
In the young gardens of his grace.
3 In vineyards planted by his hand,
Where fruitful trees in order stand,
He feeds amon,  the spicy beds,
Where lilies show their spotless heads.
4 He has engross'd my warmest love,
No earthly charms my soul can move i
I have a mansion in his heart,
Nor death nor hell shall make us part.
5 He takes my soul ere I'm aware,
And shows me where his glories are;
Nor ear hath heard, nor tongue can tell
What raptures in his presence dwell.
6 0 may my spirit daily rise
On wings of fitith above the skies,
Till death shall make my last remove,
To dwell forever with my love.
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SALVATION! 0, the joyful sound t
'Tis pleasure to our ears:
A  soy'reign balm for every wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Buri'd in sorrow and in sin,
At bell's clark door we lay
But *e arise by grace divine
To see a heavenly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
AWhile all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
4 Salvation! 0, thou bleedling Lamb,
To thee the praise belongs!
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.
'Y  whom was David taught
)To  aim the dreadful blow,
When he Goliah rl)ught
And laid the Gittite low?
No sword nor spear the stripling took,
But chose a pebble from the brook.
2'T was Israel's God and King
VWhlo sent him to the fig,ht,
Who gave him strength to sling,
And skill to aim aright.
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SACPRED MELODI ES.
Ye feeble saints, your strength endures,
Because young David's God is yours.
3 WTho ordered Gideon forth
To storm the invader's camp,
With arms of little worth,
A pitcher and a lamp?
The trumpet made his coming known,
And all the host was overthrown.
4 Ch! I have seen the day,
When withl a single word;
God helping me to say,
" Ayv trust is in the Lord,"
3Iv soul has quell'd a thousand foes,
Fearless of all that could oppose.
5 But unbelief, self-will,
Self-righteousness and pride,
How often do they steal
MIv weapons firom my side!
Yet )David's Lord and Gideon's Friend,
Will help his servant to the end.
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AndHEN I can readl mv title clear,
To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
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3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall  MIav I blt safely reach my home,
Mqy God  my heaven, my all.
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul,
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll,
Across my peaceful breast.
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T IlE Lord into his garden comes;
The spices yield their rich perfumes;
The lilies grow and thrive;
eflieshin,  showers of grace divine,
From Jesus flow to every vine,
And( make the dead reYvive.
2 This mnakes the dry antid barren ground
In s-)prings of water to abound,
A fruitful soil become!
The desert blossoms as the rose,
WVhen Jesus conquers all his foes,
And imakes his people one.
3 The glorious time is rolling on,
The gracious work is now begun,
Mv soul a witness is
I taste and see the pardon's free
For all mankind as well as me,
Who comes to Christ tnay live.
4 The worst of sinners here may find
A Savior pitiful and kindl
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.hc willi them all receive!
None are too late who rill repent
O)ut of olce sinner leg':ons went
The Lord did him relieve.
5 Come, brethlren, ye who loe thle Lor
Aid taste th  sweeltness of his word,
In Jesus' ways go on;
O)tr trials and our?roubles here,
WTill orl  make us richer there,
:hetn we arive.t home.
6 Amen, Amen, my soul replies,
I'm bounnl to meet you in tLhe skies,
And elaim my mansion therec
l;ow here's mv- heart and here's my hah(id.
To meet you in that heavenly land,
Wlhere -,e shall part no more.
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36TELCO5IE sweeit clday of rest
T   That saw the Lord arise; 
WIelcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes!
2 The king himself comes near,
And fes-sls his saints to-day;
Hlere we may sit acnd see him her'n,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3 One day amid the place,
I,here my dear God hathl been,
Is;weeter than ten thousand dgys
Of pleasurable sin.
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4 0, careless youth, this is the state,
Of all who (lo free,race refuse:
And soon with vout'twvill be too late,
The wvay of iife in Christ to choose.
Come, lav your carnal weapons by;v
No long,er fight against your God
But withl the gospel now comply,
And heaven shall be vour great reward.
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AII, tlhoui blest morn, when the great l,Nediator,
11  Do       froill tlhe regimns of glorv descends;
Shellerds  o N-worship tl           e b abe  in the manger,
Lo)  fotr his  tgid    e brigh        t angels attend.
(' HCOIl-S.
Bri_htest and bet  of the sons of the morning
4hinie on our dcr kness and lend ts thine aid
8Otar in the east, the h(rizon ad)rning,
Gtiide  -ihere our infint Redeemer is laid.
O2 Ct. id ont his crtdle the dei, —drops are shinin,
Lot - li(s his,ed, N-it h the beasts of the stalf
Anzels,o   re him   i s    hbers reclining,
MAaker, and 5Ionarch, and Savior of all.
3  a. shall *e vie,d himi i  n costly devoti on,
~Otos of Eden, and olf'rins divine,
Ge-s cof the motintaiti, and pearls (f the ocean,
lrrhii froni the forest, and Goild from the mine'
i Vainly  w e tt,er each ample oblation,
Vainly  w-ith gold w-ouild his favor secure 
Rlicher b- far is the leart's adoration
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
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0O'IE anxious sinner in whose breast
A  thousand thoughts revolve; 
4 I'll to the gIraci.ous King approaci,
NVluoe sceptre p)ardon,,ives.
1'erhaps he nmay comima,,d me touch,
Alnd then the suppianlt lives.
5 Plerhaps he will a(lmit miy plea,
P'erhaps w il l hear   miy p)ray'r
But if' I perish I will pray,
Alnd perishl only there.
6 T can hut perish if I go
I am  resolved to trv:
For if I stav avway  I know
die.,'
I must forever die."
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IIO1   W happy are they,
Who thlleir Savior obey,
Andt( have laid up their treasuIres above!
Tong ue can neve, express,
'I'he swreet comfort and peace
)Of a soul in its earliest love. 
And tiae lover of shiners adore.
4 Jest:n ali the day ]on,
Was myijoy and mv sons;
0 that all his salvations. might see
Heo hath lov'd ine,," I cried,
;ie lhath suffered and died,
To toe(dleeo  such a rebel as me."
5 Oin the wing  of his love,
I wa  car rie( ae ove
All mv sins, and tml)tations, and pain.
inid I could nsot   believe
Tiat! ever shoul(d grieve,
That I ever should suffer igain.
O0 the rapturous hleiht,
(f that hol l
'Wll~ieh I J~clt in the life- ingtn  blood
Ail tmy Sa}vior 1 o         ess of d,
! w~as per~f'etly blessed,
And was illi'd with tho foiness of God. 
clI lo-,-  to -hiioit on i~Illrc-cs p'-Pt
An(I'~ttirco-            lmio,',e
AOii.'al    niv ri  a('.'Oa        cst,
(,;I him v,]-,-m  I acore
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Thio In O)     (      ytrernA- l rercw
VjThi-1, hoere'y to~irest driv'n.
Thu -~en li~ os to-'some eav is'1
Aa v i t,,  -    i t i i-h  ray
'ic calmi  as, tli,s iiloloras,sivo bioor,
A n d  Iit  t; on  ~e -s do
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6 The N,r,ia(fta,                   -i      l o~iieme  DO D.0r
-ii'nesi   o'er,
VIi ~ mial eve Ho~(r aode.
7 -No Tirkii-i  i  li11  IeilTeii-nit, or fear
In Jesio  t-,              ir,oli,   aiupea-.,
i, Ye S,,lbtsIeo-i,Iii aebe                    my delights
lip ie stI rs during nlighlt
9 Th~ot totterini  sea oC   (!i ease Pind 0' painl,
I soon slalbhl nd Iosses Tihee again,
behautiflt  buildingofGd
Al) Coniii, colijo, ii,v (lcir Jes,i., comie qlticklv releast     The SOni ihoni li-asi bought wvith thy blood,
Ai,d make me ascend the fair regions of peace,
To feasi on the snmies of my God. 
Ccliri,s his,ood pleasuie to help mie quite through,
4 Being willitn  to save he w-atheled oi'er miy  path,
-he Sa tan's eblind slve, I I)orite(l Niili death
f  ca,,, he lihae taulit ime to trust iln his namie,
Aid tlhus flr lhatve broulglt ime, to put ilme to shliame?
5 ~,Vhv sh o(ld I coliplain of' wnit or distress
Teniita-tinlis or ie tol e no l    e        ss;
'I'he hieirs cof salvation, I know fromii his word,
ThlrouigTh imuclh tribulation illust follow their Lord.
6 IHo- bitter that cup, no heart can conce          ive
-hiilic  lie driank qIuite il) thlat sinners miglt live t
Ilis   -ya s m -utci  rotl  er.anid (Idatrker than  mine,
I)id Jess thu    suffer, and shall I repine?
Since all that I   imeet siall work for ny good,
The hitter is sN-eet, the ii ed'cirine is food:
'l'hI' )aiifsil at presenit,'tN,ill c   ease before long,
Anid then, oh how pleasant the conqueror's songIg
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WVHEN shall I see Jesus,
(   And reign with him above,
And from that flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love! 
t2     SACRED,IflLODIF.S
WThen shall I be delilveredl
Fromi this vai voiirll of sins
And wvith my bles.ed Jesus
]Drink cndless pleasures in 2
2 But now I am   soldier,
5Iv Captain's g-one 1)efre;
Ileis iven me rylv orderi,
]I   lnd bie not give o'er.
If I coniinec faithfil,
.A rlxhoas crown be lI gi e,
Aniild  ll his valiant sol(diers
1teinal lihe shal have.
3 Thlrou-,g   race I am determine(
To conquer    thouil I die
And then awayv  to Jesus
On win,s of love I'll fly
Fare-ell to sin a,nd sorrow,
I bil.ouo   atl adieu
An(d 0, iy friends, be faithful
And on  -our way pursiie.
4 And if von meet with tioul)les
Ait(! trials on your wav,
Tlbe     n cast your cares on jes us,
An(i coo:'t forget  to prav
Gird on the heai-eiily armor
()f faith cand lone and love,
And   hen the corinblat's endedc
Ide'tl carry   ou above.
i 0 d(o not be discouraigd.
F(or Jesus is.our ftend 
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5 Ile decks us withl jewels, and rings of richl  kind 
A gariment not wov-eti, bItt richlyl  refin'd
I'edeemied by Jeslls, tiade heirs  vitlh tle King,
A t)tatt of thle Father in glory to sing.
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L0! he comes. with clouds descending,
Once for favor'dl sinners slain!
Thousan(ld, thousand saints attending
Swell the trinmlph of his train:
I-lallelitjah!
Jesus comes-and comes to reign.
2 Every eye shall now behold him,
lobedl in dreadful ienajesty!
Those whlo set at nou-h-t and sold him,
Pierced and oail'd him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true MIessiah see!
3 WVhen the solemrnn truomp has sounded,
Heaven and earth shall flee away;
All who hate him must, confounded,
Ilear the suo-mmons of that day' Come to judgment!    Come to judgment!-come away!'
4 Yea. anen'-let all adore thee,
High on thine eternal throne!
Savior, take the power and glory:
Make thy righteous sentence known!
Oh, come quickly    Claim the kingdom for thine own! 
SACRED 3IELODIES.
47           L. LI. WNITII CHOUSh o.
HE Gospel trumpet has been blown,
And caused poor sinners to return
To Jesus Christ our heavenly king,
To joinl and shout and praise and sing.
For wc're on our march for glory,
W5e will sing salvation free;
Yes, we are on our march to glory,
Let us sound the Jubilee.
2 If we prove faithful to the end,
We find in Christ a glorious Friend,
For he who guards us, watches, keeps,
iec never slumbers, never sleeps,
For the Lord is in the desert,
He is on the land and sea;
Yes, the Lord is in the desert,
beet us sound the Jubilee.
3 MIav we obey the gracious call,
Of him Nwhiose love extends to all;
Hie's never wear, never faint,
Ile hears and pities each comlplainlt.
Fo  heb knows our heart's desires
AWhen ate bend the humble knee
Yes, he wipes away our tears,
And he gives us victory.
4 When on the  tart of God we rise,
We take the crioss and win the prize;
So when the evening shades prevail,
Our songs of triumph shall not fail.
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.'II we makie th  flClS ic iin,.
6 Thle gospel heralcs have gone fortlh,
To spiread alal tidins h o ugh the earth,
}'rom east to west they:4~all proclaim
Salvation thlio,gh.he Sav/o i's niaie.
Ior the Spirit is oult-poliring,
On the la(i a idl onl tle sea
Yes, the Spiiit is ouil  ouring,
Let us sound the Julilee
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ERIUSALI,   my haI)py home,
0  hoN I lonri' for th(e!
When will myv soliow.s have an end?
Thy joys. when shall I ee?
2 Thv walls are all of precious stone
Iuost glorious to lbehold;
Thy gates are richly set with pearl.
Thy streets are paved wsitlh gold. 
'Thlere conrcszeaions neer break up,
And Sabblaths never enld.
6 WVhen  vOe've been there ten thousaid years,
Bright shining as the  oun,
AVe've no less dcays to s.ng' God's praise,
Thalti whn we first begun.
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IJAiPtR! mhy  soul, it is.he Lord,
-'Tis thy'Saio, hear his wvord i
Jesus speaks, le speaeks to thee,
Say, poor sinner, " Lovest thou me?"
2 1' I deliveied thee when bound,
And when bleeding, heal'd thy wound
Sought thee w.an d'ing, set thee right.
Turned thyl dlarkness into light.
3 "Can a mother's te(nder care,
Cease toward the child she bear'
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Yes! she may forgetful be,
Yet wvill I remember thee.
4"  ine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon,
AVhlien the work of faith is done,  Partner of my throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?"
6 Lord, it is nmy chief complaint,
That my love is still so faint;
Yet I love thee and adore;  O for grace to love thee more!
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iINNERS, will you scorn the mnessage,
S   Sent inl mercy from above?
Every sentence-0O how tender!
Every line is full of love;
Listen to it    Every line is full of love.
2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel
news   from Zion's Kinig proclaim,
To each rebel sinner-i" Pardon,
Free forgiveness in his name."
How important!
Yree forgiveness in his name. 
,A.CRED MELODftEt
Temnpted souls, they bring you suceor;
Fearful hearts, they quell your fears
And with news of consolation,
Chase away the fatling tears
Tende' hIeraldsChase away thie falling tears.
False professors, grovelling worldlings,
Callous hearers of the word,
While the messengers address you,
Take the warnings they afford,
Ae entreat you,
Take the warnlings they afford
5 WlIo hath ot'r report believed?
Wlho reeived the iovful word?
Vho e mnacd tie news of pardon,
Offer't to vo,,i b)- the Lord?
Can d oto  oiintht iLrt Ofier'd to y-ou by tile  Lord!
6. ye angels, hovering round us,
Waiting spirits, speed your way,
l1asten to the court of heaven,
Tidings bear w ithiout delay:
Rebel sinners,
Glad the nssage wlls obey.
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(jfOM\E Holy   Spirit. heav'nly dove,
() WIith all thv quick'ning, powrs  t1indle a flame of sacred love
Jr b;tse cedl hlearts of oirs.
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2 In vain we tune our formal songs
In vain we strive to rise 
Ilosannas languish on our tong,ues,
And our devotion dies.
3 Dear Lord! and shall we ever live
Akt tljhis poor dyin(g rate?  )Our love; so figit, so cold to thee
And thine to us se great?
4 Come, Iloly Spirit lbeav'nlv dove,
With all thy quiek'ning pow'rs,  Come, shed abroad a Savior's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
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FOR a closer walk with God,
O A calm and heavenly frame;
A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb? 
2 Where is thie blessedness I knew
5Vhen first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
Of Jesus and his word?
3  VWhat peaceful hours I then enjoyed?
I{ow sweet their meinorv still!
But now I find ani aching void
The world can never fill.
4 Return, 0 holy dove! return
Sweet messenger of rest I 
SACRED MiE LODIES.
I hate the sins that mnade thee mourn,
And drove thee from my breast.
5 The clcdeaest idol I have known,
AVihate'er that idol be,
IelI) me to tear it foiori thy throne,
And wvorship only thee.
6 So shall ri  w alk be close with God,
Calim andl serene my  frame
So, purert light shall niark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
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LAS! and did my Savior bleed?
AAnd l did my Sovereign (lie!
Aoull  he devote that sacred head
I or such a worm as I'
2 Thv body slain, sweet Jesus, thine,
And bath l'd in its own blood,
VWhlile all exposed to wrath divine,
The glorious sufferer stood!
3 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He glraned ttpon the tree.
Anazina   pit!, grace unknown!
And love be-onid degree!
4 Well m'rht the sun in darkness hide,
And shut this glories in,
When Christ, the mighty Savior, died,
For man. the creature's sin.
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5 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appeai-s,
Dissolve my hlieart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes in tears.
6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owne:
Here, Lord, I give myself away
'Tis all that I can do.
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A    RIE, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears,
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears
Before the throne my surety stands,
Ils name is written on his hands.
2 He ever lives above,
For me to intercede,
His all redeemiing love,    His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3 Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Receiv'd on Calvary, 
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me:
Forgive himn, 0 forgive, they cry,
Nor l,t that ransomed sinner die.
4 The Father hears him pray
Ibis deer anointed one:. 
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O how can swe leave you? why will yot not come?
IYe'll journey together, and soon be at home.
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All to leae  and tIo  i'ee
lakedl, poor', depise, fosa  -i
Thou from hence nmy all shnalt be
Perish every fond ambition,
All I've soug-ht, or hoped, or known
Yet how rich is nmy condition!
God and heaven are all my own.
2 Let the world despise and leave me     They have left my Savior too
Human hearts and looks d(leceive me,
Thouti art not, like them, nntrue:
And whilst thiou shalt smile upon me,
Godl of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes mav hate and friends disown me,
Show thy face and all is bright.
3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure
Come disaster, scorn and paip.
In tl-iv se rvSice pain is pleasure,
Vithl thy favor loss is ain'
I have called thee, Abba Fathei,
I hav e set mv hear t on thee;
Storms may howl and clouds may gather,
All must wivrk for good to mne.
4 lMan may trouble and distress me,
'1T will but drive me to thy breast 
SACRED MELODIES.
Life with trials hard may press me,
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest:
O)h! tis not in grief to harm me,
While thy love is left to meOh! t were not in oy to charm me,
+ r lc:  h t 0o  unoix;-N,i w i'th thee.
Haste tlhee on, from grace to glor-y
Armed Lby   ith and wtited bv prayer.
Heaven's eternal day's belore thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there:
Soon shall close thy earthlv mission,
Soon shall pass th- pilgrim days -
I-Iope shall change to lad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
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Y  days, my-  v week.s, my  months, my
,tN     Y,ears,
F'ly rapid as the whirling spheres
Around the steady pole
Time like the tide its motion keeps,
And( I must launch through beundless deeps,
Where endless ages roll.
2 The grave is near the cradle seen,
!ow sw-  ft the moments pass between,
And -whisper as they fly
6:'UnthV nkl  nm.ian, re-lnmember thlis,
Thoug,h ftnl of sublunacry bliss,
That vou must groan and die."
.3 How great the bliss how great the wo
Haiigs on this inch of time below,
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On this precarious breath!
The Lord of nature only knows,
Whether another year shall close,
LEre I exrire in death.
4 But wilil  s    be then extiret,
And cease to live, and cease to think
t cannot cannot be;
No, my immortal cannot die,
YVhat wilt thou  o or w0hither fly,
Whni  deah n -nali -st thee free?
5 Will mercy then  er arms extend,
Will Jesus Le thy guardian fiiend.
And heav en thy dw ellini place?
Or shall insu lting 5 fiends appear,
To (1tag thee down to dark despair,
Be'low the re.ac  of grace?
6 A  heaven. or hell, arnd these alone,
Beyond the present life are known,.
There is no middle state
To-uay attend the call divine,
To-morrow may be none of thine,
Or it may be too late.
958                    68,      Ol" tediou,s anid tasteless the hours,
H. Whlen Jesus no longer i see,
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and  swee.
fiowers,
l!ave lost all their sweetness to me. 
Ai v sniumier would last all the year.
3  Content v.ith nhiolli           s   Ce,
:,iv all to his pieasure resign'd,
:No ehaines of season  or    ace,
Vou' ma       e  n  care i  my mind;
W     chie  l)est wlih e, s ese of his love,
A.). pllce a to-           wvoul od appear,
And  prisons N-oil  ipailaces prove,
If Jesus w ould daveli wvith me there
4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine,
If thou art iriv sunr and miy song,
,Sav why do I laauih and pine,
And wvhyv alre mv winters so locg?
O drive tilese dark elouds frorn mvy sky,
Thy soul-cheering presence restore,
0 tak-e me to thee upon hii,
5ihere winiter and cloucts a"re ao more,
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COULD my soul this morning rise,
And feel that life that never dies  
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I'd praise that hand with all my powers,
That guarded my unguarded hours.
2'Tis he who gives me life divine,
In him eternal joys ae mine;
TIhen rouLse, my sonl, bid sloth adieu,
Thv Jesus love alnu h-imi pursue.
3 Haste on to that immtortal shore,
A'here night and sleep are known no more;
There shall I soon in glory rise,
With seraphs in a sweet surprise.
4 Then shall I raise a nmorning song,
AVith all the vast angelic throng,
Singing in everlasting peace,
My morning song shall never cease.
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OW happy is the pilrim's lot,
H How free hfom every anxious thought,
Fioin worldlv hope and fear!
ConfiA'd to neither court nor cell,
His soul disdains on earth to dwell
Ie orly sojourns here,
2 This hanpiness in part is Trmine;
Already sa-    c from low dclesign,    I'o0 e'erv creature-love  Bless'd with thie scorn of finite good,
MIy soul is lightened of its load,
And seeks the things above. 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 The things eternal I pursue,
Ancd happiniess beyond the view
Of those who basely pant
}'or things by nature felt and seen,
Thleiir hOc,rs weIt,   and,pleasures mean
I neilaather0 h      enor w vant.
4  -Nothing' ol eartli i call my own:
A  stranger to the  world unknown,
I all t~leir goodls despise
I tirample on their wvhole delight,
And seek a city out of sight,    A city in the skies.
5 There is my house and portion fair'
Iyv treasure and my heart are there,
And mv aliding home;
For m-e imy elder brethren stay,
An(i anells hecklon mne away,
And Jesus bids me come.
THOU  in whose presence
5Iv soul takes delight,
On whom in  afiction I call
31 v comfoit by (lay,
And my sono in the night,
M.Iy hope, myi salvation and all.
2 WnVheire dost thou at noon-tide
Resort with thy sheep
To feed in the pastures of love?q
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60         SACRED MIELODIE5.
For why in the valley
Of death should I w eep,
Or alone in the wilderness rove?
3  0 wh  shlouil I wander
A ii aliei ftom theeOr cir in the dest fo  bread?
ihv foes will reoie.
WtVhen mv sorrow  thev see,
And snmile at the tears I i,ave shed,
4 Ye  danthgliters of Zioo,
Declare  have you seen
The star that on Israel shone.
Say, if in -our tents
3Irv beloved has heen,
Or where with his flock he has gone.
5 This is mr beloved,
His form is divire,
His ve.tmients shled odors around'
The loc-ks of his head
Are as grapes on the vine,
When autumn with plenty is crown'd.
6 Lile the fair rose of Sharon,
Or lilies that grow
In the vales, on the hanks of the streams,
On his cheeks does the heauty
Of  excellence g'3ow,
And( his eaes as tho  sun's radiant beams.
7 His voice as the soulnd
Of the dulcimer sweet,
Is heard through the shadow of death t 
SC.RED  tELODTIES.
The cedars of Lebanon
Bow at his feet,
And the air is perfumed with his breath.
8 ITis lips as a fountain
Of righteoLsness flow,
That watei s the garden of grace.
rr om thence, their salvation
The Gentiles shall klnow,
And bask in the smiles of his face.
9 Love sits on his evelids,
And scatters delight,
Throuoh all the briight mansions on high;
Their faces the cherubim
Veil in his sight,
And praise him with fullness ofjoy.
10 He lools, and ten thousands
Of ang,els rejoice,
And nivriads wait for his word!
Ile speakls, and eternity,
Fill'd wiih his voie,
Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.
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G N Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And(l cast a wishful eye,
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
WIhere mv possessions lie.
2 0 the transporting rapt'rous scene,
That rise; to my sight
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62            SACRE]) MELODIES.
Sweet fields arrayed in living green.
And rivers of delight.
3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail,
On trees immnortal growv
There rocks and hills aclnd brooks and vale,
A ith milk and honev flow.
4 All o'er those wide extended plains,
Shines one eternal lday;
There Godl the Son forever reigns,
And seatters night away.
5 rNo chilling winds nor pois'nous breath,
Can reach that healthful shore
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no nmore.
6 Wlhen shall I rieach that happy place,
And be forever blesL
When shall I see miy'ather's face,
And in his bosom rest?
7 Fill'd with delight, my laptur'd soul,
Would here no longer stay!
Though Jordani's waves around me roll,
Feariess Id launch away.
8 There on those high and flowery plains,
Our spirits ne'ecr shiall tire;
But il perlpetual jovflal strains,
Redeemin,; love aIdumire.
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ORD, at thy temple we appear,
As happy Simeon came, 
,sA(x,REf ELO)T.t S.
And hope to meet our Savior here
), make our joys the same.
2 WVitli what divine and vast delight,
Tihe n-ood olld ian was fill'd,
~Vhen fuoiidiv ii his withIeid arms,
lie clasped the holy child.
3 Now I can leave this world, he cried,
BLehold thv se'rvant dies!
I've seen thly great salvation, Lord,
And close my peaceful eyes.
4 This is the light prepared to shline,
Upon the Gentile lands:
Thine Israel's glory, and their hope,
To break their slavish bands.
5 Jesus! the vision of thy face,
Ilath overp)owering, charms,
Scarce shlall I feel death's cold embrace,
If Christ be in my arms.
6 Then while ye hear my heart-strings break,
How sweet my minutes roll!
A mortal paleness on my cheek,
And glory in my 3oull
64                   P. Sl.
'l HERE is an hour of peaceful rest,
1  To  mourning wanderers given,
There is a joy for souls distrest.
A balm for every wounded breast,
'Tis fouind above- in heaverl,
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i64'SACRED  51ELODIES.
2 There is a soft, a downy bed,
'Tis fair as breath of even,
A  couch for weary mortals spread
Wthere they tmny re,t rthe aceing head,
And findt repose in heaven.
3 There is a home for weary souls
Bv sin and sorrow drit en,
IVhen tossed oI life's tempestuous shoals,
WVhere storms arise and ocean rolls
And all is drea —ut heaven
4 Now faithl lifts up the tearless eye,
To brihbter pros)ects given;
And views  the tempest passing by,
Sees evening shadows quickly fly,
And all serene in heaven-.
5 There fl arant flowers immortal bloom,
And iovs supremne are given,
There iays divine disperse the gloom
Beyond the dark and narrow tomb,
Appears the dawn of heaven.
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E dies! the Friend of sinners dies,
Lo! Salem's daughters weep around!
A solemn darkness veils the skies!
A sudden trembling shakes the ground.
2 Come. saints. and drop a tear or two,
For him who groaned beneath your load
He shed a thousand drops for vou    A tho,,isnd drons of richber blood, 
SACRED MIELODIES.             6:
3 Here's love and grief beyond degree    The Lord of glory dies for men!
But lo! what sudden joys we see 
Jesus, the dead-revives again!
4 The rising Lord forsakes the tomb!
(In vain the tomb forbids his rise,)
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell,
How high your great Deliverer reigns,
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell,
And led the tyrant death in chains!
6 Say, "Live forever, glorious King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save!"
Then ask-" 0 death, where is thy sting?
And where thy vict'ry, boasting grave!"
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COME, come away from sin, that dreadful
O monster  Let Christ awhile, upon you smile,
O come, come away;
O come and test redeeming love,
And then his truth will friendship prove,
And onward sweetly move,    O come, come away.
From death and the curse in which you now
are sinking,
Redeeming love will you remove,
O come, come away;
5 
66     S.,CRED MIELODILS.
O come along, and join our throng,
And with us sing our cheerful song,
And heaven shall be your home    O come, come away.
While watchmen are standing on the walls of
Zion,
Inviting you to join them too,
O come, come away;
o will you still refuse the call,
And into misery blindly fall,
And drink down the burning gall    O come, come away.
When freed from this world of sorrow and
temptation,
We'll sail above, on wings of love,
O come, come away;
And with angelic armies sing,
And make the heavenly arches ring,
We'll praise our eternal king,    O come, come away.
The bright morn of youth will soon be gone
forever;
Its morning light will set at night,
O come, come away;
O come while youth is in its prime,
And seek Redeeming love divine,
And in Christ's army shine,
O come, come away.
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OW  happy every child of grace
Who knows his sins forgiven, 
SACRED MIELODIES.
This earth, he cries, is not my place,
I seek my place in heaven:
A country far from mortal sight,  Yet, O! by faith I see
The land of rest, the saint's delight,
The heaven prepared for me.
2 0 what a blessed hope is ours,
While here on earth we stay,
WVe more than taste the heavenly powers,
And antedate that day;
We feel the resurrection near,
Our life in Christ concealed,
And with his glorious presence here,
Our earthen vessels filled.
3 0, would he more of heaven bestow,
And let the vessels break
And let our ransom'd spirits go,
To grasp the God we seek?
In rapturous awe, on him to gaze,
WVho bought the sight for me;
And shout and wonder at his grace,
To all eternity.
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OOMIE, ve sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore,
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power;
He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.
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68           SACRED MIELODIES.
2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome,
God's fi'ee bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh,
WVithout money,
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.
3 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him
This he gives you,
'Tis the spirit's glimm'ring beam.
4 Come ye weary, heavy-laden,
Bruis'd and mangled by the fall,
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never conme at all:
Not the righteous,  Sinners, Jesus came to call.
5 Agonizing in the garden,
Lo! your Maker prostrate lies
On the bloody tree behold him!
Hear him cry before he dies,
'"It is finished!"
Sinners, will not this suffice 2
6 Lo! thli' incarnate God ascending,
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him, venture freely;
Let no other trust intrude;
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good. 
SACRED  MIELODIES.
7 Saints and angels joined in concert,
Sing, the praises of the Lamb,
While the blissful seats of heaven,
Sweetly echo with his name
Hallelujah!
Sinners here Smay do the same.
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a i hHY sleep we, mly brethren, come let us arise,
e, O -hy  should we slumber in sight of the prize?
Salvation is nearer, our days are far spent,
0, let us be active-awake! and repent.
2 0, how can we slumber! the Master is come,
And calling on sinners to seek them a home
The Spirit and Bride now in concert ufinite,
The waeary they w elcome, the careless invite.
3 0, hows can w  e slumber! our foes are awake
To roini poor souls, every effort they make,
To accomplish their object, no means are untried,
The careless they comfort, the wakeful misguide.
4 0, howv can le slumber  when so much was done,
To purchase salvation, b  Jesus, the Son!
Now mnercy is proffer'd, and justice display'd,
Now God can be honored and sinners be sav'd.
5 0, how can ae slumber! when death is so near,
And sinners are sinking to endless despair
Now  pra ers may  avail, and they gain the high
prize,
Before they in torment shall lift up their eyes.
6 0, hiow can we                slumber! ye sinners look round,
Before the last trumpet your hearts shall confound
0, fly to the Savior, he calls you to-day;
IVhile mercy is waiting, O nmake no delay.
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70              S-KCRED MIELODIES.
70             1 I S. WITH CHORUS.
HE  pleasuiires of earth, I have seen fade away,
Thev bloom for a season, but soon they decay,
But pleasures more lasting in Jesus are given,
Salvation on earth, and a mansion in heaven.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home,
The saints in those mansions are ever at home.
2 Allure me no longer, ye false  lowing charms!
The Savior invites ite, I'l go to his arnis;
At the ballquet of inerc I hear there i s room,
O there mlay I feast witlh his children at  home.
HoIIe, home, sweet, sweet home,
O Jesus, conduct me to heaven, my home.
3 Farewell, vain amusements, my follies adieu,
While Jesus and heaven and glory I view
I feast on the pleasures that flow from his throne,
The foretaste of heaven, sweet heaven, my hIome.
Hoine, home, sweet, sweet home
O when shall I share the fruition of home?
4 Thie days of ntv exile are passing away,
The tine is approaching, when Jesus will say,
"Well done, faithful servant, sit down on my
throne,,
And dwell in my presence forever at home."
Home, home, sweet, sweet home
O there shall I rest with the Savior at home.
5 Affliction and sorrow and death shall be o'er,
The saints shall unite to be parted ino more
Then loud hallelujahs fill heaven's high dome,
They dwell with the Savior forever at home.
fHome, home, sweet, sweet home,
They dwivell with the Savior, forever at home.
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'M not ashamed to own my Lord,
INor to defend his cause; 
S'i.Ri'.....D  ME~LODIES, I...T
Maintain the honor of his word,
The glory of his cross.
2 Jesus my  God! I know his rtame,
His name is all my  trust  ~Nor will he put my soul to shame,
Or let my hope be lost.
3 Firrrm as his throne. his promise stands
And  he can well secul e
Wrhat I've committed to his hands,
Till the decisive hour.
4 Then will he own my worthless name
Before his Father's face,
And in the New Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.
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I   OVOULD not live alwav-, I ask not to stay
1 lhere storm  after storin rises o'er the dark way
The tew lurid mnornings that dawvn on us here,
Are enough for life's woes-full enough for its cheer.
9I   would not live alwvay, no-welcorae the tomb,
Since Jesus has lain there, I dread not its gloom;
There, s-eet be my  rest, till he bid me arise,
To hiail him in triutpli descending the skies.
3              nlh(,,  h l live alwayv, aw ay from his God
Aw,vay fromt von heaven, thal blissfil abode
W here rivers of pleasure flow o'cr the bright plains,
And the I(noonride of glory eternally reigns.
i N'Ihere saints of all ates iii harmony meet,
Ilh-eir 3Savior and brethren, transported to greet,
, hile anthems of rapture unceasingly roll,
Iled the smile of the Lord is the feiast of the soul 
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73 S. M.
AH, whither should I go,
Burdened, and sick and faint?
To whom should I my trouble show,
And pour out my complaint?
2 Mly Savior bids me come;
Ah! why do I delay?
IHe calls the weary sinner home,
And yet from him I stray!
3 Wvhat is it keeps me back
From which I cannot part?
Which will not let the Savior take
Possession of my heart'
4 Some cursed thing unknown,
Must surely lurk within:
Some idol which I will not own; 
Some secret bosom sin.
5 Jesus, the hind'rance show,
Which I have feared to see;,'
And let me now consent to know
What keeps me back from tbee,
6 Searcher of hearts,-in mine
Thy trying power display;
Into its darkest corners shine,
And take the veil away.
74               C. M.
LMIGHTY Savior, here we stand,
Ranged by the water side; 
SACRED MELODIt.
Hither we come at thy command,
To wait upon thy bride.
2 Thv footsteps marked this humble way,
For all that love thy cause
Lord! thy example we obey,
And glory in the cross.
3 Our dearest Lord, we'll follow thee,
Wher'er thou lead'st the way
Thro' floods, thro' flames, thro' death's dark
vale,
To realms of endless day.
ALEM'S bright King, Jesus by name,
In ancient time to Jordan came,,
All righteousness to fill;
'T was there the ancient Baptist stood,
Whose name was John, a man of God,
To do his Master's will.
2 The Holy Jesus did demand
His right to be baptized, and then
The Baptist gave consent:
On Jordan's banks they did prepare,
The Baptist and his Master dear,
Then down the bank they went.
3 Down in old Jordan's rolling stream,
The Baptist led the holy Lamb,
And there did him baptize;
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74         SACiRFED MtELODIES.
Jehovah saw his darling Son,
And was well pleas'd in what he'd done,
And owned him from the skies.
4 The opening heaven now complies,
The Holy Ghost like lightning flies,
J,   Down from the courts above;
And on the holv, heavenly Lamb,
The spirit lights and does remain,
In shape like a fair dove.
5'; This is my Son," Jehovah cries,
The echoing voice from glory flies,
"0 children, hear ye him;"
Hark!'tis his voice, behold! he cries,
"Repent, believe and be baptized,
And wash away your sins."
6 Come, children, come, his voice obey,
Salem's bright King has maik'd the way,
And has a crown prepar'd.
0, then arise and give consent,
Walk in the way that Jesus went,
And have the great reward.
7 Believing children, gather round,
And let your joyful songs abound,
With cheerful hearts arise:
See, here is water, here is room,
A loving Savior, calling, " Come,
0 children, be baptiz'd."
, Behold! his servant waiting stands,
With willing heart and ready hands,
To wait upon the bride; 
SACRED MELODIES.
Ye candidates, your hearts prepare.
And let us join in solemn prayer,
D)own by the water side.
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DO we not know that solemn word,
That we are buried with the Lord?
Baptized into his death, and then
Put off the body of our sin?
2 Our souls receive diviner breath,
Raised from corruption, guilt, and death;
So from the grave did Christ arise,
And lives to God above the skies.
3 No more let sin or Satan reign
Over our mortal flesh again
The various lusts, we served before,
Shall have dominion now no more.
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O the flowing stream of Jordan,
T   Lo! the King of Zion came;
There the ancient Baptist waited,
To immerse the spotless Lamb;
Thev descended,
To the Savior's watery grave.
2 Come then ye who love the Savior,
Fear ye not to own your Lord,
Reckless if the world should scorn you,
Follow Christ, obey his word;
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6     SACRED  MELODI)ES
He'll defend you,
Fear ye not to follow him.
3 Hear the Savior saying to you,
From his glorious throne above,
Ye who trust in me for pardon,
By obedience show your love.
Be baptized,
MAy example points the way."
4 Lord, our hearts incline to follow,
In the way which thou didst tread;
We will turn from every other,
While thy sacred word we read
0 Redeemer,
We rejoice to follow thee.
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BREHOLD the grave where Jesus lay,
Before he shed his precious blood!
How plain he mark'd the humble way
To sinners through the mystic flood!
2 Come, ye redeemed of the Lord,
Come, and obey his sacred word;
He died and rose again for you
What more could the Redeemer do?
3 Eternal Spirit, heavenly Dove,
On these baptismal waters move;
That we, through energy divine,
May have the substance with the sign. 
SACRED MELODIES.
4 All ye that love Immanuel's name,
And long to feel th' increasing flame,
'Tis you, ye children of the light,
The spirit and the bride invite.
'7HERE'S not a bright and beaming
1          smile,
Which in this world I see,
But turns my heart to future joy,
And whispl)ers "heaven" to me.
Though often here my soul is sad,
And falls the silent tear,
There is a world where all are glad,
And sorrow dwells not there.
2 I never clasp a friendly hand,
In greeting. or farewell,
But thoughts of an eternal home
Within my bosom swell:
A prayer to meet in heaven at last
Where all the ransomed come,
And where eternal ages still
Shall find us all at home.
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N all mv Lord's appointed ways,
My journey I'll pursue;
Hinder me not ye much lov'd saints,
For I must go with you.
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2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead,
I'!1 follow where he goes:
Hinder me not shall be my cry,
Though earth and hell oppose.
3 Through duty, and through trials too,
I'll go at his command;
HIinder me not, for I am bound
To my Immanuel's land.
4 And when my Savior calls me home,
Still this my cry shall be,
Hinder me not, come welcome death,
I'll gladly go with thee.
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INCE man by sin, has lost his God
He seeks creation through,
And vainly hopes for solid bliss,
In trying somethling new.
2 The new possessed, like fading flowers,
Soon loses its gay hue;
The bubble now no longer takes,
The soul wants something new.
3 And could we call all Europe ours,
With India and Peru;
The mind would feel an aching void,
And still want something new.
4 But when we feel the Savior's power,
All good in him we view, 
SACRED MELODIES.
The soul forsakes its vain pursuit,
Nor seeks for something new.
5) The joys a dear Redeemer brings,
Will hear a strict review,
Nor need we ever change again,
For Christ is always new.
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URST ye emerald gates and bring
To my raptur'd vision,
All;he extatic joys that spring
Round the bright elysian
Lo! we lift our longing eyes,
Break, ye intervening skies
Sun of righteousness, arise,
Ope the gates of p)aradise.
CHORUS.
O how good it is to be blest,
And dwell where loving Jesus is
2 Floods of everlasting light
Freely flash before him,
Myriads with supreme delight,
Instantly adore him.
Angels' trumps resound his fame,
Lutes of lucid gold proclaim
All the music of his name -
Heaven echoing the theme,
3 Four and twenty elders rise
From their princely station
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80         SACRED MELODIES.
Shout his glorious victories,
Sing the great salvation;
Cast their crowvns before his throne;
Cry in reverential tone,
Glory be to God alone!
Holy! Holy! Holy One.
4 One broad rainbow round the throne,
Pours celestial splendor,
All within the brilliant zone,
Is imperial grandeur;
Heaven's pure arch reflects the blaze,
Seraphs sing, admire and gaze;
Glowing cherubs join the lays,
Martyrs shout responding praise.
5 Hark, the thrilling symphonies
Seem, methinks, to seize us;
Join we too the holy lays,
Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!
Sweetest sound in seraph's song,
Sweetest note on mortal's tongue,
Sweetest carol ever sung,
Jesus! Jesus! flow along.
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HAT  various hind'rances we meet,
In coming to the mercy seat;
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer,
But wishes to be often there.
2 Prayer makes the darkest cloud withdraw,
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; 
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Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing firom above.
3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight,
L:raver makes the Chrilstian's armor bright,
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.
4  VWhile Moses stood with arms spread wide,
Success was found on Israel's side;
But when through weariness they fail'd,
That moment Amalek prevail'd.
5 Have you no words? Ah think again,
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow creature's ear
Wil,h the sad tale of all your care.
6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent,
To heaven in supplication sent,
Your cheerful song would oft'ner be,
" Hear what the Lord has done for me."
84                 ra. M.
HE pearl that worldlings covet
Is not the pearl for me;
Its beauties fade as quickly,
As sunshine on the sea;
But there's a pearl whose beauty
Fades not, tho' bright it be;
But few its value see,
Oh! that's tbe pearl for me,
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2 The crown that decks the monareb,
Is not the crown for me;
It dazzles but a moment,
Its brightness soon will flee;
But there's a crown whose radiance
No mortal eye can see;
For ever, ever shining    Oh! that's the crown for me.
3 The road that many travel,
Is not the road for mei
It leads to death and sorrow,
In it I would not be.
But there's a road, tho' narrow,
Hath pleasures rich and free;
'Tis marked by Jesus' footsteps,
Oh! that's the road for me.
4 The hope that sinners cherish,
Is not the hope for me;
Most surely will they perish,
Unless from sin made free;
But there's a hope that calmeth
The waves of life's dark seas
It pointeth up to heaven    Oh! that's the hope for me.
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OW lost was my condition
Till Jesus made me whole!
There is but one Physician
Can cure the sin-sick soul 
SACRED MELODIFSt..
Next door to death he found me,
And snatched me from the grave,
To tell to all around me,
His wondrous power to save.
2'Thle woIrst of all diseases,
Is light compared with sin;
On every part it seizes,
But rages most within.
'T is palsy, plague and fever
And madness, all combin'd;
And none but a believer,
The least relief can find.
3 From men great skill professing,
I thought a cure to gain;
But this proved more distressing,
And added to my pain:
Some said that nothing ailed me,
Some gave me up for lost;
Thus every refuge fail'd me,
And all my hopes were cross'd.
4 At length this great Physician,
(Howv matchless is his grace!)
Accepted my petition,
And undertook my case:
He gave me sight to view him,
For sin my eyes had sealed;
Then bade me look unto him,
I looked-and I was heal'd.
5 A risen living Jesus,
Seen by an eye of faith,
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At once from danger frees us,
And saves the soul from death
Come then to this Physician,
His help he'll freely give;
He makes no hard conditions
'T is onlv look aid li1ve.
86                  L. M.
AY, sinner, hath a voice within,
Oft whispered to thy secret soul,
Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin,
And yield thy heart to God's control "
2 Hath something met thee in the path
Of worl(lliness and vanity,
And pointed to the coming wrath,
And warned thee from that wrath to flee?
3 Spurn not the call to life and light;
Regard in time the warning kind;
That call thou mayest not always slight,
And yet the gate of mercy find.
4 Sinner-perhaps this very day,
Thy last accepted time may be;
Oh, shouldst thou grieve him now away,
Then hope may never beam on thee.
87                 L. M.
IFT up your hearts, Immanuel's friends,
And taste the pleasures Jesus sends;
Let nothing cause you to delay,
But hasten on the good old way. 
SACRED MELODIES.
2 Our conflicts here, tho' great they be,
Shall not prevent our victory,
If we but watch and strive and pray,
Like soldiers in the goooC old way.
3 0 good a-ld way, how sweet thou art!
M\ay none of its from t'hee depart;
Blt may our actions always say,
AWe're marching in the good old way.
4 And when on Pisgah's top we stand,
And view by faith the promis'd land,
Then we may sing, and shout and pray,
And march along the good old way.
5 Ye valiant souls, for heaven contend,
Reiemember glorv's at the end;
Our God will waipe all tears away,
WAhen we have run the good old way.
6 Then far beyond this mortal shore,
We'll meet with those who've gone before,
And shout to think we've gain'd the day,
By marching in the good old way.
F)}OR a heart that loves to pray,
To converse with the Lord
Fain would I give myself away,
And lean upon his word.
2 0 for invigorating grace,
To raise my soul above
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O for that heavenly-mindedness
That satan cannot move.
.3 0 for that fortitude which can
Mly every fear control;
Then would the dread of sinful men
No more disturb mny soul.
4 Lord, thou canst conquer every foe,    Thy grace can sanctify;
Amen! 0 Lord, may it be so,
Let my corruptions die.
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EFORE thy thr      one, 0 Lord, we bow
And humbly look to thee:
Let worldly care be banished now,
Let all that's earthly flee.
2 Our feeble wandering minds incite,
To ask the things we ought;
And teach us, Lord, to ask aright.
Else all our prayers are nought.
3 As the disciples asked of old,
0 Lord, our faith increase;
0 fill our he.arts, so dutll and cold,
With heavenly love and peace.
4 Make us our nothingness to feel    Frail creatures of tile dust  Make us submissive to thv will;
Lead us in Thee to trust. 
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3 While through a glass we darkly see
Thy glories here below,
Prepare us, Lord, to dwell with thee,
And all thy fullness know.
ESUS! and shall it ever be
A  mortal man ashamed of thee!
Ashamed of thee whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine through endless days 
2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star
He shleds the beams of li,ght divine,
O'er this benighted soul of mine.
3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon
Let midnight be ashamed of noon!
'Tis midnight with my soul till he,
Bright morning star, bids darkness flee.
4 Asham'd of Jesus! that dear friend,
On whom my hopes of heaven depend!
No! when I blush be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
5 Asham'd of Jesus! yes I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away;
No tears to wipe no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain,
Till then, I boast a Savior slain
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88    SACRED MELODIES..
And 0 may this my glory be,
That Christ is not asham'd of me,
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INN\'ERS, this solemn troth regard.
Heair all ye scons of  een;
For Christ the Savior hath declared,
"Ye must be born again."
2 What'er might be volr birth or blood,
The sinner's boast is vain;
Thus saith the glorious Son of God,
"Ye must be born again."
3 Our nature's totally depraved,    The heart a sink of sin;
Without a chanre, we can't be saved;
"Ye must be born again."
4 Spirit of Life, thy grace impart,
And breathe on sinners slain,
Bear witness, Lord, in every heart,
That we are born again
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IFT up y          our  hearts to things aboves
L Ye followers of the Lamb;
Anld.join with us to prJise his love,
Anci glorify his name.
2 To Jeus'j' name give thanks and sing
Whose mercies never end:
Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King,
The King is now our friend. 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 We for his sake count all things loss,
On earthly good look down,
And joyfully sustain the cross,
Till we receive the crown.
4 O let us stir each other up)
Our faith by works t' approve;
By holy purif'lin_ hlope
And the sweet task of love.
5 Let all who for the promise wait,
The Holy Ghost receive;
And rais'd to our unsinning state,
With God in Eden live.
6 Live till the Lord in glory come,
And wait his heav'n to share;
He now is fitting up your home,    Go on, weqll meet you there.
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AIL, ye sighing sons of sorrow,
H
1 View with me th' Autumnal gloom ~
Learn from thence your fate to-morrow,
Dead, perhaps laid in the tomb.
See all nature fading, dying,
Silent all things seem to mourn,
Life from vegetation flsinoz,
Brings to mind ihe mould'ring urn
2 Wvhat to me are autumn's treasures,
Since I know no earthly joy,
Long I've lost all earthly pleasures,
Time must youth and health destroy.
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Pleasures once I fondly courted,
Shared each bliss that youth bestows,
But to see where then I sported,
Now embitters all my woes.
3 Age and sorrow since have blasted,
Every youthful, pleasing dream;
Quiv'ring age, with youth contrasted,
Oh, how short their glories seem!
As the annual frosts are cropping
Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
So my friends are yearly dropping
Through old age and dire disease.
4 Former friends, how oft I've sought them,
Just to cheer my drooping mind,
But they've gone like leaves in autumn,
Diriven before the dreary wind.
When a few more years I've wasted,
When a few more springs are o'er,
When a few more griefs I've tasted,
I shall live to die no more.
5 Fast my sun of life's declining,
I must sleep in death's dark night;
But my hope, pure and refining,
Rests in future life and light.
Cease this trembling, fearing, sighing,
Christ will burst the silent tomb,
Then the saints shall, upwards flying,
Rise into immortal bloom. 
SACRED MELODIES.
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A ND let this feeble body fail,
And let it faint and dce
lIy soul shall quit this mournful vale,
And soar to worlds on high:
Shall join the disembodied saints,
And find its long sought rest;
That only bliss for which it pants,
In the Redeemer's breast.
2 In hope of that immortal crown,
I now the cross sustain:
And gladlv wander up and down,
And smile at toil and pain.
I suffer on my threescore years,
Till my deliverer come;
And wipe away his servant's tears,
And take his exile home.
3 0 what hath Jesus bought for me
Before my ravished eyes?
Rivers of life divine I see,
And trees of paradise.
I see a world of spirits bright,
VWho taste the pleasures there
They all are robed in spotless white,
And conquering palms they bear.
4 0 what are all my suff'rings here,
If Lord thou count me meet,
With that enraptured host t' appear;
And worship at thy feet!
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92         SACRED MELODIES.
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain,
Take life or friends away 
But let me meet them all again,
In that eternal day.
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ARK! what cry arrests my ear,
Hark! what accents of despair,
'Tis the heathen's dying prayer;
Friends of Jesus, hear.
2 Men of God to you we cry,
Rests on you our tearful eye,
Help us, Christians, or we die,
Die in dark despair.
3 Hasten, Christians, haste to save,
O'er the land and o'er the wave,
Dangers, death, and distance brave,
Hark! for help they call.
4 Afric bends her suppliant knee,
Asia spreads her hands to thee,
Hark! they urge the heaven-born plea,
Jesus died for all.
5 Haste then, spread the Savior's name,
Snatclh the firebrands from the flame,
Deck his glorious diadem
Vith their ransom'd souls.
6 See! the pagan altars fall,
See! the Savior reigns o'er all;
Crown him! crown him! Lord of all,
Echoes round the pole. 
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LY, thou heavenly gospel message,
Fly to yonder foreign lands;
Let the Savior's promis'd blessing,
Reach the distant heathen bands.
2 Go, ye heralds of salvation,
Tell the heathen far and wide,
Jesus bled to save lost sinners
Of each nation, tongue and tribe.
3 Then shall they of heathlen nations,
Songs to our Immantuel raise,
in the peaceful realms of glory
Tune their harps to sing his praise.
97                    L. M.
preach my gospel, saith the Lord;
" Bid the whole earth my grace receive:
He shall be saved that trusts my word,
He shall be damn'd that wont believe.
2 "I'll make your great commission known;
And ye shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
3' Teach all the nations my commands;
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands;
I can destroy, and I defend."
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4 He spake, and light shone round his head 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode,
They to the farthest nations spiread
The grace of their ascended God.
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ROM  Greenland's icy mountains,
To India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sands!
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
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 Shall we whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high,
Shall we, to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! 0 Salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learn'd Messiah's name. 
SACRED MBLODIES.
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 ransom'd nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
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ES, my native land, I love thee,
All thy scenes, I love them well,
Friends, connections, happy country,
Alust I bid you all farewell!
Can I leave you    Far in heathen lands to dwell!
2 Home! thy joys are passing lovely!
Joys no stranger heart can tell!
Happy home, indeed I love thee!
Can I-can I say-" Farewell?
Can I leave thee    Far in heathen lands to dwell!
3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure,
Holy days and Sabbath-bell,
Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure!
Can I say a last farewell 
Can I leave you    Far in heathen lands to dwell?
4 Yes! I hasten from you gladly,
From the scenes I love so well"
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Far away, ye billows bear me!
Lovely native land, farewell!
Pleased I leave thee  Far in heathen lands to dwell.
5 In the deserts let me labor,
On the mountains let me tell
How he died-the  blessed Savior    To redeem a world from hell.
Let me hasten  Far in heathen lands to dwell.
6 Bear me on thou restless ocean
Let the winds my canvass swell;
Heaves my heart with warmn emotion,
While I go far hence to dwell.
Glad I bid thee,
Native land! Farewell, Farewell.
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LOW  ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound,
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
, 2 Exalt the Lamb of God.
The sin atoning Lamb
Redemption by his blood,
Through all the lands proclaim
The year of Jubilee is come,
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, homes 
SACRED MELODIES.
d Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive:
And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live,
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
4 The gospel trumpet hear,
Tile news of pardoning grace,
Ye favored souls draw near;
Behold vour Savior's face:
The year of Jubilee has come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
5 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits rest,
Ye mournful souls be glad:
The year of Jubilee has come;
Retuin, ye ransom'd sinners, lhome.
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TAT CHlIMAXN! tell us of the night,
TVWhat its signs of promise are.
Traveller! o'er yon mountain's height,
See that glory beaming star!
Watchman! does its beauteous ray
Aught of hope or joy foretell?
Traveller' yes, it brings the day,
Promised day of Israel.
Watchman, tell us of the night,
Higher yet that star ascends
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Traveller! blessedness and ]ihtd
Peace and tIrth, i,s cotrse portends
Watchman! xiil its beamrs alone
Gild the spot that gave tliem brth,
Traveller! ages are its on,
See, it bursts o'cr all the earth.
3 WaVachman! tell us of thie ni,ht,
For the morning seems:o d.awn.
Traveller I darkness rakes its flight
Do ubt and terror aie withdrawn.
WVatchmtn! let thy vandlerSngs ceaee,
Hie  hee to thy qriiet homne.
Traveller! lo! the prince of p3eac,
Lo the Son of God is conme
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AIL sweetest,, cearest tie that bind3
Our glowing hearts in one,
Hail! sacred hope that tunes oir minds
To harmony divine.
~CHOt-ltS:.
It ii the hope, the blissful hope,
WVhich Jesus' grrace hath givenThe hope when days and years are past,
We all shll meet ini heaven
'We all shall meet in heaven at last,
We all shall meet in heaven;
The hope when davs ant- years are past
We all shall meet in hea,en
1 What though the northern wintry blast
Shall howl around thy cot. 
SACRED MELODIES.
Wvhat! though beneath an eastern sky
Be cast our distant lot.
Yet still we share the blissful hope, &c.
3 From Burmah's shores, from Afrie's strand,
From India's burning plain,
From Europe, from Columbia's land,
WAVe hope to meet again.
It is the hope, the blissful hope, &c.
4 No lingering look, no parting sigh,
Our future meeting knows:
There friendship beams from every eye,
And hope immortal glows.
O sacred hope! 0 blissful hope, &e.
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OURNFULLY, tenderly,
M     Bear on the dead,
Where the warrior has lain,
Let the Christian be laid
No place more befitting
O Rock of the sea!
Never such treasure
Was hidden in thee.
2 Mournfully, tenderly,
Solemn and slow,
Tears are bedewing
The path as ye go;
Kindred and strangers,
Are mourners todays
Gently, so gently,
0! bear her away.
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3 Mournfully, tenderly,
Gaze on that brow,
Beautiful is it
In quietude now:
One look! and then settle
The loved to her rest,
The ocean beneath her,
The turf on her breast.
4 So have ve buried her    Up! and (depart,
To life and to duty
WTith undismayed heart:
Fear not-for the love
Of the stranger will keep,
Thle casket that lies
In the Rock of the deep.
5 Peace! to thy bosom,
Thou servant of God!
The vale thou art treading,
Before, thou hast trod:
Precious dust thou hast laid
By the Hopia tree,
And treasure as precious
In the Rock of the sea!
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IlE morning  light is breaking,
The darkness             disappears;
The sons of earth are waking
Tro penitential tears 
SACRED MELODIES.
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Brings tiding from afar
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Zion's war.
2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us.
In many a gentle shower,
Andl brighter scenes before us
Are opening every hour;
Each cry to heaven going,
Abundant answers brings,
And heavenly gales are blowing,
With peace upon their wings.
3 See heathen nations bending
Before tile God we love,
And thousand hearts ascending
In.ratitude above
1WhIile sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Savior's blessing,    A nation in a day.
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ISE, Sun of  I1ory, rise,
And chase thie shades of night,
WVhich now obscure the skies,
And hide thy sacred,light:
0, chase those dismal shades away,
And bring the bright, millennial day!
2  Now send thy spirit down
On all the nations, Lord,
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With great success to crown
The preaching of thy word
That heathen lands may own thy sway,
And cast their idol gods away.
3 Then shall thy kingdom come
Among our fallen race,
And all the earth become
The temple of thy grace
Whence pure devotion shall ascend,
And songs of praise till time shall end.
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T' HO but thou, almighty Spirit,
Can the heathen world reclaim?
AIen can preach, but till thou favor,
Heathens will be still the same,
MIighty Spirit!
Witness to the Savior's name.
2 Thou hast promised by the prophets,
Glorious light in latter days;
Come and bless bewildered nations,
Change our prayers and tears to praise
Promised Spirit!
Round the world diffuse thy rays.
3 All our hopes, and prayers, and labors
Must be vain without thine aid;
But thou wilt not disappoint us,
All is true that thou hast said;
Faithful Spirit!
O'er the world thine influence shied. 
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Heed ye not the subtle net
By the tempter spread:
Know ye not the senses still
War against the hallow'(l wills
Aiming all the heart to fill?
Will ye be misled?
3 Friends. to holy conflict wake;
Every spell of ruin break
Rouse ye for the Savior's sake,
Can ye slumber more?
Arm! the standard blazes high
lark!'tis Jesus' battle cry  On! salvation nowv is nigh    Rest forevermore!
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EE, brothers, see! how the day rolls on
O Soon we'll hail the rising sun,
lark!'tis the spirit's warning voice,
Lift your heads, ye saints rejoice!
2 See, brothers, see! how the day comes on,
Soon the trump of God will sound!
Lightnings may flash, and thunders roll,
WVelcome to the faithful soul!
3 Hark'tis the trumpet's joyful sound.
See the Almighty Jesus crowned!
Saints of the Lord, awake. arise!
Bid him welcome from the skies.
CHORUS.
Then haste, let us work till probation is o'ert,
'e go to the land where our toiling is o'er, 
SACREUD At RLODIE.          10,
(Our earthly labor being done,
How sweet the Christian's welcome home.
HIome, home, home! the Christian's wel      come home!
Sweet, oh sweet the Christian's welcome
home.
Welcome home, welcome home, welcome
home.
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HERE is a fountain filled with blood,
Drawn from Immanuel's veins;
And sinners plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoie'd to see
That fountain in his day;
And there may I, though vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransom'd church of God
Are saved, to sin no more.
4 E'er since, by faith I saw the stream,
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme;
And shall be*-'l 1 die.
5 And when this feeble, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave, 
1036,$kCRE:T) MELODIEThen, in a nobler, sweeter song,
I'll sing thl  power to save.
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I'M a lonelv tra'ler here,
WVeary, opprest;
But my journey's end is near...
Soon I shall rest
Dark and dreary is the wavy,
Toiling I've come  Ask me not with you to stay,
Yonder's myhome
2 I'm a weary tray'ler here
I must go on,
For my journev's end is near    I must be gone.
Brighter joys than earth can give,
WVin me awar:
Pleasures that forever live,    I cannot stay.
3 I'm a trav'ler to a land
Where all it fair;
Where is seen no broken band.
Saints, all are there.
Where no tears shall ever fall,
Nr heart be sad;
Where the glory is for all,
And all are glad.
4 I'm a trav'ler, and I go,
rlere all is fair 
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Farewell all I've loved below  I must be there.
WVorldly honors, hopes and gain,
All I resign'
WVelcome sorrow, grief and pain,
If heaven be mnine!
I'm a trav'ler, call me not  Upward's my way;
Yonder is my rest and lot,
I cannot stav.
Farewell earthiy pleasures all,
l'ilgrim I roam
Hail me not, in vain you call,
Yonder's my hqme.
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HIS world is all a fleeting show
-   For man's illusion given;
The smiles of joy, the tears of wo,
D)eccitful slhine, deceitful flow;
There's nothing true but Heaven.
As false the light on glory's plume,
As fading hues at even
And genius' bud and beauty's bloom,
Are blossoms gathered for the tomb,
There's nothing bright but Heaven.
Poor wanderers on a stormv sea,
From wave to wave we're driven;
And fancy's flash, and reason's ray
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Serve but to light us on the way;
There'. nothing calm bult Heaven.
4 And where's the hand held out to cheer
The heart with a(nguish riven?
For sorrow's sigh, and trouble's tear
Have never found a refuge here;
There's nothing kind but Heaven.
5 In vain do mortals sigh for bliss,
Without their sins forgiven;
True pleasure, everlasting peace,
Are only found in God's free grace;
There's nothing good but heaven.
6 From such as walk in wisdom's road,
Corroding fears are driven;
They're washed in Christ's atoning blood
Enjoy communion with their God,
And find their way to heaven.
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ARK! listen to the trumpeters,
T'They call for volunteers,
On Zion's bright and holy mount,
Behold the officers.
2 Their horses white, their armor bright,
With courage bold they stand,
Enlisting soldiers for the fight,
To mnarch to Canaan's latnd.
3 They follow their great General,
The great eternal Lamb, 
SACRED MELODIES.
is garments stain'd in his own blood,
King Jesus is his name.
'he trumpets souncld, the armies shout,
They drive the hosts of hell:
tow dreadful is our God t' adore,
The great Immanuel!
inners, enlist with Jesus Christ,
The eternal Son of God;
und march with us to Canaan's land,
Beyond the swelling flood.
,ift up your heads, ye soldiers bold,
Redlemption's drawing nigh;
Ve soon shall hear the trumpet sound,
That shakes the earth and sky.
n fieryv chariots we shall rise,
And leave the world on fire:
fnd all surround the throne of love,
And join the heavenly choir.
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HAT sound is this salutes my ear?
V'Tis Gabriel's trump methinks I hear,
'Tis Gabriel's trump methinks I hear,
The expected day is come.
Behold the heavens. the earth, the sea,
Proclaimn the year of Jubilee,
Proclaim the year of Jubilee;
Return ye exiles home.
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2 Behold the fair Jerusalem,
Illuminated by the Lamb,
In glory doth appear.
Fair Zion rising from the tombs,
To meet the Bridegroomn-lo! he comes,
And hails the festive year.
3 BIy soul is striving to be there,
I long to rise and wing the air,
And trace the sacred road.
Adieu, adieu, all earthly things;
0 that I had an angel's wings,
I'd quickly see my God.
4 Fly, lingering moments, fly, 0 fly,
I thirst, I pant, I long to try
Angelic joys to prove!
Soon shall I quit this house of clay,
Clap my glad wings and soar away,
And shout redeeming love.
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RISE and shine, 0 Zion fair,
Behold thv light is come,
Thy glorious conqu'ring King is near,
To take his exiles home:
The trumpet's thund'ring through the sky
To set poor sinners free;
The day of wonders now is nigh,
The year of Jubilee.
2 Arise ye nations under ground,
Before the Judge appear i 
S-AGURED MEtLODIS.
.All tongues. all languages, shall cotne,
Their final l doom to hear.
Iinig Jesuts on his azure tlhronie,
Ten thousand angels rou,nd.
While Gariel with his silver trump,
Echoes the dreadful sound.
3 The glorious news of gospel grace
With sinners now is o'er;
The trunmp of Zion niow is still,
And to be bliown no more
The watchmen have all left their walls,
And with tlheir flocks above
On Canaan's happy shore they sing,
And shout redeeming love.
4 Come all ye pilgrims of the Lord,
Whose hearts a,e joined in one:
Hold up your heads with courage bold,
Your race is almost run;
Above the clouds behold him stand,
And smiling, bid you come
Whilst angels beckon you away;
To your eternal home.
5 To see a pilgrim as he dies,
With glory in his view!
To heaven he lifts his longing eyes,
And bids the world adieu!
While friends stand weeping all around,
And loth to let him go.
He shouts with his expiring breath
And leaves them all below.
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112        SACRED MELODIES.
6 0 Christians! are you ready now,
To cross the narrow flood?
On Canaan's happy shore behold,
And see a smiling God!
The dazzling charms of that bright world,
Attract my soul above;
My tongue shall shout redeeming grace,
When perfected in love.
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1 ERCY, 0 thou son of David,
M Thus blind Bartimeus pray'd;
Many bvy thy grace are saved,
0 wilt thou vouchsafe thine aid!
2 Lord, remove this grievous blindness,
Turn my darkness into day;
Straight he saw, and drawn by kindness,
Follow'd Jesus in the way.
3 Now roethinks I hear him praising,
Publishing to all around,
Friends, is not my case amazing?
What a Savior I have found.
4 0 that all the blind but knew him,
And would be advised by me;
Surely they would come unto him,
He would cause them all to see.
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118                C..
LL hail the power of Jesus' name
Let angels prostrate fall:
Biring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.
2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small:
Hail him who saves you by his graces
And crown him Lord of all.
3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go-spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.
4 0, that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall
WVe'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.
119                P. M.
TOP, poor sinner, stop and think
Before you farthier go,
Can you sport upon the brink
Of ever lasting w(?
Mlell beneath is gaping wide,
Vengeance waits the dread command,
Soon to stop your sport and pride,
And sink you with the damn'd 
SACRED ME LOD)IE$.
CHORUS.
Then be entreated now to stop,
For unless you warning take,
Ere you are aware you'll drop
Into a burning lake.
2 Say, have you an arm like God,
That you his will oppose?
Fear you not that iron rod
With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that great day,
When his judgment will proclaim  And the earth shall melt away,
Like wax before the flame 2?
3 Ghastly death will quickly come,
And drag you to the bar;
Then to hear your awful d(oom,
Will fill you with despair.
All your sins will round you crowd,
Sins of a blood-crimson dye
Each for vengeance cry aloud,
And what will you reply?
4 Though your hearts be made of steel,
Your forehead lined with brass,
God at length will make you feel,
He will not let you pass.
Sinners then in vain will call,
Though they now despise his grace,
Rocks and mountains on us fall,
And hide us from his face.
5 But as yet there is a hope,
Yon may his mercy know;
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11l6       SACRED MELODIES.
Thoulgh his arm be lifted up,
Hlie still forbears the blow.
'T was for sinners Jesus died;
Sinners he invites to come;
None that come shall be denied,
He says, there still is room.
For Jesus' sake, I pray you stop, &e.
120                 C M.
I'M on my way to Canaan,
I'll bid the world farewell
Come on my fellow travellers,
In spite of earth and hell.
Though Satan's army rages,
And all his hosts combine;
Yet Scripture doth engage us,
The strength of love divine.
2 I'll blow the gospel trumpet    On all the nations call;
For Christ hath me commissioned,
To say he died for all.
Come, try his grace and prove him,
You shall a gift obtain  He will not send you empty,
Nor let you come in vain.
3 But if you want a witness,
We have one just at hand,
Who lately has experienced
The glories of the land. 
SACRED MELODIES.
It comes in copious showers,
Our bodies can't contain;
It fills our ransom'd powers,
And still we drink again.
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GO when the morning, shineth,
Go when the noon is bright;
Go when the eve declineth,
Go in the hush of night,
Go with pure mind and feeling,
Fling earthly thought away,
Anrid in thy chamber kneeling,
Do thou in secret pray.
2 Remember all who love thee    All wh-o are loved by thee:
Pr'ay, too, for those who hate thee,
If any such there be;
Then for thyself in meekness
A blessing humbly claim,
And link with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's name.
3 Or if'tis e'er denied thee
In solitude to pray,
Shonild holy tho'ts come o'er thee
Whnen friends are round thy way,
E'en then the silent breathing
Of thy spirit raised ablove,
Will reach his throne of glory,
Who is mercy, truth, and love.
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118       SACRED MELODIES.
4 Oh not a joy or blessing
With this can we compare  The power that he hath given us,
To pour our souls in prayer;
Whenever thou pinest in sadness,
Before his footstool fall,
And remember in thy gladness
His grace who gave thee all.
122
SINNERS, turn, why will you die?
God, your Maker, asks you why?
God, who did your being give,
Malade you with himtnself to live;
He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands;
Whv, ye thankless creatures, why
Will ye cross his love, and die'
2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
Christ your Savior, asks you why;
He who did your souls retrieve,
Died himself that ye might live,
WVill you let him die in vain?
Crucifvy your Lord again?
WVhy, ye ransomed sinners, why
Will you slight his grace, and die?
3 Sinners; turn, why will you die?
God, the Spirit, asks you whv?
He who all your lives hath strove,
Wooed you to embrace his love. 
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Will ye not his grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
Why, ye long sought sinners, why
Will you grieve your God, and die?
123 Pc M.
OWbV sfeet to reflect on those joys that await
II].e
In yon blissful region, the haven of rest;
Where  glorified spirits with  welcome shall greet
me
And lead me to ima      nsions'prepared for the blest;
Ellcircled in light, and with glory enshrouded,
My happiness perfect, my mindrs sky unclouded
t'll bathe il the ocean of pleasure unbounded,
Anld range with delight through the Eden of Love,
' While angelic lesions, with harps tuned celestial,
Ilarmoniously join in the concert of praise,
The saints, as they flock from the regions terres             trial,
In loud hallelujahs their voices shall raise:
Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo thro' heav'n,
My soul swill respond, to Immanuel be given
All glor, all honor, all might and dominion,
Who brought us through grace to the Eden of
Love.
3 Then hail. blessed state! Hail ye songsters ofgloryt
Ye harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you above
And join yiour full choir in rehearsing the story,
Salvation from sorrow through Jesus' love,
Though'prisoned in earth, yet by anticipation,
Alreadv mry soul feels a sweet prelibation,
Of joys that await me, when freed from probation,
My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of Love.
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SACRED 3IELODIES3
He saved me from my lost estate.
His loving kindness, 0 how great!
3 Thotlh numerous holts of mighty foes,
Thotugh earthl and hell, ly way oppose
He safely leatds m   soul along 
His lovinlg, kindners, O lhow strong?
4 Wlhen trouble lI'ke a,loomv cloud,
Has gathered thicl and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has alwavs stood:
His loving kindness O how good!
5 I often feel mny sinfutl heart
Prone fiom mv Jesus to depart;
BuLt thoiiughi I oft have himr. forgot,
His loving kinidness chan,es not.
6 Soon sihall I piss the alooniy v  ale;
S)on all my  miortal  Ip(-wes inmust fail
0   may n ni  last,. exl)ii in(  r)ieath
His lovirn'g kindness siiig in death.
7 Then let me mount and so,,ai away
To the brigh-t world of endless day
And sing with rapture and surprise
His loving kindness in the skies.
OMIE, let us use the grace div-ine
And all with one accorld,
III a perpetual covy'nant join
Our-selves to Christ the Lord.
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122          SACRED MELODIES.
2 Give up ourselves through Jesus' power;
His name to glorify;
And promise in this sacred hour,
For God to live and die.
.3 The cov'nant we this moment make
Be ever lkept in mind;
We will no rmoe our God forsake,
Or cast his words behind.
4 We never will throw off his fear,
Who hears our solemn vow;
And if thou art well pleased to hear,
Come down and meet us now!
127                P. M.
CARELESS sinner, come,
Pray now attend;
This world is not your home,
It soon will end.
Jehovah calls aloud,
Forsake the thoughtless crowd;
Pursue the road to God,
And happy be.
2 No happiness you'll find,
While thus you go; 
No peace unto your min(ld,
But pain and wo
Attend you every day,
While far from God you stray 
O sinner, come awayv
And ever live. 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 How many calls you've had,
I call again,
How can you be so bad,
So full of sin,
As to refuse that voice,
WNVhich calls you to rejoice,
In mniaking heaven your choice,
And shunning hell?
4 Nor do I call alone;
The Savior too.
E'en with his dying groan,
Cries, bid adieu,
To all your lovers now,
And to his sceptre bow,
And he will tell you how
To live anew.
5 But if you will refuse,
Down, down you'll go,
And with the wicked choose
The road to wo;
Alas, how can you slight
The rays of Gospel light,
And sink in endless night,
WVhere silence reigns?
128                  c C.
ORD, when together here we meet,
L   And taste thy heavenly grace,
Thv smiles are so divinely sweet,
WVe're loth to leave the place.
2 But, Father, since it is thy will
That we must part again,
123 
124        SACRED MELODIES.
0 may thy precious presence still,
With every one remain.
3 And let us all in Christ be one,
Bound with the cords of love;
Till we bef)re thy glorious throne
Shall joyful meet above.
4 All sin and sorrow fi'om each heart
Shall then forever fly;
Nor shall a thought that we must part
Once interrupt our joy.
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I ATL! thou once despised Jesus,
Hail! thou everlasting king;
Thoul didst suffer to redeem us 
'Ihou didst fiee salvation bring.
Hail! thou agonizing Savior,
Bearer of out sin and shame!
By thy merits we find favor
Life is given through thy namre.
2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,
All our sins on thee were laid;
By almighty lose anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made;
All thy pedple are forgiven,
Througl,h. the virtue of thy blood;
Opened is the Fate of Iheaven!
Peace is made twixt man and God.
3 Jesus, Hail! enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide! 
SACRED AIELODI,S'.
All the heavenly hosts adore thee,
Seated at thy Father's side;
There for sinners thou art pleading,
There thou dost our place prepare,
Ever for us intercediig,
Till in glory we appear.
Worship, honor, power and blessing,
Thou art worthy to receive;
Loudest praises without ceasing
Mleet it is for us to give;
Help, ye bright angelic spirits,
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
Help to sing our Savior's merits;
Help to chant Immanuel's praise.
130.
CHARGE to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.
To serve the present age;
'Iy calling to fulfil;
O may it all my powers engage,
To do my Mlaster's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live i
And oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give!
4 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely,
125 
126           SACRED MELODIES.
Assured if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
131                 C. M.
FOR tha,t tenderness of heart
That bovs before the Lord!
That owns how just and good thou art,
And trembles at thy word!
2 0 for those humble, contrite tears
Which from repentance flow,
That sense of guilt, which, trembling, fears
The long suspended blow!
3 Savior, to me in pity give
For sin the deep distress;
The pledge thou wilt at last receive,
And bid me die in peace.
4 0, fill my soul with faith and love,
And strength to do thy will
Raise my desires and hopes above;
Thyself to me reveal.
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132)                  P. M.
2HEN sorrows encompass around,
B And deepest distresses I see,
Astonish'd, I cry, can a mortal be found,
That's surrounded with trouble like me!
2 Few moments of peace I enjoy,
And they are succeeded by pain,
If a moment in praising my God I employ,
I have hours again to complain. 
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0 when will my sorrows be o'er.,
0 when will my sufferings cease,
0 when to the bosom of Christ shall I soar,
To mansions of glory in peace!
4 0 then with the fulness of love,
I there like an angel shall sing
Till Christ shall descend with a shout from
ahove,
And with him his sanctified bring.
5 Our slumbering bodies obey,
And quicker than thought will arise;
Remov'd in a moment go shouting away
To mansions above in the skies.
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UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land:
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand:
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, clou(dy pillar,
Lead me all myjourney through:
Strong Deliverer,
Be thou still my strength and shield.
3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside 
128       S,ACRED ALELODIES.
Bear me through the swelling current
Land me safe on Canaan's side:
Songs of praises
I will ever give to thee.
134   C.l
'H1 ERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign 
Infinite day excludes the night;
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-withering flowers;
Death like a narrow sea divides
This heavenly land from ours.
3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dressed in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan rolled between.
4 But timorous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger, shivering on the brink,
And fear to launecl away.
5 0, could we make our doubts remove,
These gloomy doubts that rise,  And see the Canaan that we love
With ulbeel)o[jc(L eves.
C Could we but climb where Moses stood
And view the landscape o'er; 
'ACRED MELODIBS.
'Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Could fright us from the shore.
135                   C.A
0OW  can I sleep when angels sing,
H And all the saints on high,
Cry glory to the eternal King,
The Lamb that once did die?
2 For I of all the race that fell,
Or all the heav'nly host,
Have greatest cause with humble soul
To love and praise him most.
3 Did God so love this ruin'd world,
As to bestow his Son
A ransom, sinners to redeem,
And save from wrath to come?
4 No longer, then, will I repose,
But rise to praise and pray,
And swell the song  till night shall close
In an eternal day.
136                  CM.
ET  every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice!
The trumpet of the gospel sounds,
With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,    Who feed upon the wind,
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13G          SACR I-ED MlLODIES.
And vainly strive with earthly toyt:,
To fill an empty mind.
3 Eternal wisdom has prepared
A soul-reviving feast;
And bids youi longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye who pant for living strea ms,
And pine away and die;
Here you may quench your raging thirst,
With streams that never dry.
5 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open all the day.
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
A  d drive our wants away.
137                C. M.
'][ VAREWELL vain world, I bid adieu,
:-       Your glories I despise;
Your friendship I'll no more pursue,
Your fiatt'ries are but lies.
2You promise happiness in vain,
Nor can you satisfy;
Your highest pleasures turn to pain,
And all your treasures die.
A
3 Had I the Indies east and west,
And riches of the sea,
Without my God I could not rest
For he is all to me. 
SACRED -EALOD1iS.
4 Then let my soul rise far above,
By faith I'll take my wing,
To the eternal realms of love,
Where saints and angels sing.
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1   THEN shall we all meet again?
MT' When shall we all meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope expire,
Oft shall wearied love retire,
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we all shall meet again.
2 Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath a hostile sky;
Though the deep between us rolls,
Firiendship shall unite our souls,
And in fancy's wide domain,
Oft shall we all meet again.
3 When our burnish'd locks are gray,
Thin'd by many a toil-spent day;
When around this youthful pine,
Moss shall creep, and ivy twine,
Long may this loved bower remain,
Here may we all meet again.
4 When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamp is dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid  Where immortal spirits reign,
There may we all meet again.
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SACRED MELODIES.
HE people called Christians
Have many things they tell,
About the land of Canaan,
Where saints and angels dwell;
But sin, a dreadful ocean,
Encloses them around,
With its tide still divides them,
From Canaan's happy ground.
2 Thousands have been impatient
To find a passage through,
And with united vigor
Have tried what they could do
But vessels built by human skill
Have never sailed far,
Till we found them aground
On some dreadful sandy bar.
3 The everlasting gospel
Has launch'd to th' deep at last,
Behold her sails extended
Around her towering mast;
Along her deck in order,
Her joyful sailors stand,
Crying, "Ho! here we go
To Immanuel's happy land!
4 To all that stand spectators
What anguish will ensue,
To hear their old companions
Bid them a long adieu;
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P. M. 
SACRED H,IELOD1IEE.
The pleasure of your paradise
Can us no more invite,
While we sail, you may rail,
But we'll soon be out of sight.
5 We're now on the wide ocean,
We bid this world farewell;
And where we shall -,ast anchor
No human tongue can tell:
About our future destiny
There needs no more debate,
WVhile we ride on the tide,
WVith the Captain and his Mate.
6 The passengers united,
In order, peace and love;
The wind all in our favor,
How sweetly we do move;
The tempest now assails us,
The raging billows roar!
We will sweep through the deep,
Till we reach that blessed shore.
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HILDREN of Zion! what harp notes are steal      inff
So soft o'er our senses, so soothingly sweet:
'T is thie music of angels, their raptures revealing,
That you have been brought to the Holy One's feet.
Children of Zion! We join in their welcome;
'T is sweet to lie low at that blessed retreat.
2 Children of Zion! no longer in sadness,
Refrain from the feast that your Savior hath given;
Come taste of the cup of salvation with gladness,
And think of the banquet still sweeter in heaven.
133 
134            SACRED MELODIES.
Children of Zion! our hearts bid you welcome,
To the church of the ransomed-the kingdom of
heaven.
3 Children of Zion! we joyfully hail you!
Who've entered the sheepfold through Jesus the
door;
While pilgrims on earth, tho' the foe may assail you,
Press forward, and soon will the conflict be o'er.
Children of Zion! Oh welcome, thrice welcome!
We'll meet where the foe shall oppress thee no
more.
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1 Y       Christian friends in bonds of love,
]V Whose hearts in sweetest union prove,
Your friendship's like a drawing band,
Yet we must take the parting hand.
2 Your company's sweet, your union's dear,
Your words delightful to my ear;
And when I see that we must part,
You draw like cords around my heart.
3 How sweet the hours have pass'd away,
When we have met to sing and pray;
How loth we've been to leave the place
Where Jesus shows his smiling face.
4 0 could I stay with friends so kind,
How would it cheer my fainting mind;
But duty makes me understand
That we must take the parting hand.
5 Then since it is God's holy will
We mlust be parted for a while, 
5S~ORSD MELOD51". 1       3      a
,n sweet submission, all as one,
We'll sayv, our Father's will he deneo
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O0 worship at Immanuel's feet,
See, in his 1ame what wonders meet
Earth is too narrow to express
His worth, hi.s glory or his grace.
2 The whole creation can afford,
But some faint shadow of my Lord:
Nature; to make his beauties known,
MIust mingle colors not her own.
3 Is he a Fountain? There I'1ll bathe,
And heal the plague of sin and deaths
These waters all my soul renew,
And cleanse my spotted garments too.
4 Is he a Sun? His beams are grace, 
His course is joy and righteousness  Is he a tree i The world receives
Salvation frora his healing leaves.
5 Is he a Rose? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields.
Or if the lily he assume
The valleys bless the rich perfume.
1 Is he a Star? He breaks the night
And spreads for all the dawning light
I know his glories from afar,
k now tbe bght,,the Morning Stser 
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7 Is he a WVay? He leads to God,
The path is drawn in lines of blood! 
There would I walk with hope and zeat,
Till I arrive at Zion's hall.
8 Is he a Door? I'll enter in  Behold the pastures large and green,
A Paradise divinely fair,
And all the saints hare freedom there
9 Is he a Rock? How firm he proves?
The Rock of Ages never moves
Yet the sweet streams that from him flow,
Attend us all the desert through.
10 Is he designed a Corner-Stone,
For men to build their heaven upon?
I'll make him my foundation too;
Nor fear the plots of hell below.
11 Nor earth, nor seas, nor stin, nor stars,
Nor heaven his full resemblance bears,
His beauties we can never trace,
Till we behold him face to face.
143                L. l.
WAY my doubts, be gone my fear,
The wonders of the Lord appear;
The wonders which my Savior wrought
0 how delightful is the thought!
2 The wonders of redeeming love,
When first my heart was drawn above, 
SACRED MFLODIP!. 13
When first I saw my Savior's face,
And triumph'd in his pard'ning grace.
3 Pursue my thoughts this pleasing themes
'T was not a fancy nor a dream;
'T was grace descending from the skies,
And shall be marv'lous in my eyes.
4 Long had I mourn'd like one forgot,
Long had my soul for comfort sought,
Jesus was witness to my tears,
And Jesus sweetly calm'd my fears.
5 He cleans'd my soul, he chang'd my dress
And cloth'd me with his righteousness;
He spake at once my sins forgiven,
And I rejoic'd as if in heaven.
6 These are the wonders I record,
The marv'lous goodness of the Lord,
0 for a tongue to speak his praise,
To tell the triumphs of his grace.
144                    C.
ROM all that's mortal, all that's vain,
And from this earthly clod,
Arise, my soul, and strive to gain
Some fellowship withl God.
2 Say, what is there below the sky.
In all the paths thou'st trod.
Can suit thy wishes or thy joys
Like fellowship with God.
i 
i3': SACRED  MELODrES.
3 Nor life, nor all the toys of art,
Nor pleasure's flowery road,
Can to my soul such bliss imparts
As fellowship with God.
4 When I in love am made to bear
Affliction's needful rod?
Light, sweet and kind it now appears
Thro' fellowship with God.
5 And when the icy arms of death
Shall chlill my flowin, blood,
With joy I'll yield my latest breath
In fellowship with God.
6 When I at last to heaven ascend
And join that blest abode,
There an eternity I'll spend
In fellowship with God.
145             4s. 3s. & 7s.
ARK! the pealing
1 Softly stealing,
Funeral bell
Sadly speaks a soul's farewell
2 Welcome, welcome,
Is thy music
Silvery bell.
Thou hast tolled a saint's farewelL
3 Sweetly sleeping,
Friends why weepingt 
SACRED MIELODIES.
"All is well,"
Tolls the solemn funeral bell.
4 Happy hour,
WVhen God's power
Fills the breast;
Sweetly soothing souls to rest.
5 Time is fleeting,
Hearts now beating,
Funeral bell,
Soon will bid the world farewell,
6 Of our number
All will slumber!
Solemn bell,
Thou mayst toll our last farewell.
146                P M.
'ATHEN for the eternal world I steer,
Al vAnd seas are calm, the skies are clear,
And faith in lively exercise,
And distant hills of Canaan rise,
My soul-for joy she claps her wings,
And loud her lovely sonnet sings                 Vain world adieu.
2 With cheerful hopes my eyes explore
Each landmark on the distant shore.
The trees of life and pastures green,
The golden streets and crystal streams,
Again for joy she claps her wings,
And loud her lovely sonnet sings,
Vain world adieu.
139 
140        SACRED M1ELODIES.
3 The nearer still she draws to land,
More eager all her powers expand;
With steady helm and free bent sail,
Her anchor drops within the vale.
Again for joy she claps her wings,
And her celestial sonnet sings                 Glory to God!
TELL me where the dove is flown
To build her downy nest,
And I will search the world around,
To win her to my breast.
2 I sought her in the rosy bower
Where pleasure holds her f:ign;
WVhere fancy flies from flower to flower,
I  But there I sought in vain.
3 I sought her in the bower of love,
I knew her tender heart;
But she had flown-that peaceful dove
Had felt the traitor's dart.
4 Upon ambition's craggy hill
I thought this bird might stray,
And there I sought, but vainly still;
She never flew that way.
5 Faith smiled and shed the tender tear
To see me search around,
And whispered "I can tell thee where
The dove may yet be found.
147
C. M. 
S8CRED AMELODIES.
6 In meek religion's humble cot,
She built her downy nest;
Go, seek that sweet secluded spot,
And win her to thy breast."
148                 c M
E burden'd souls, to Jesus come; i
You need not be afraid;
He loves to hear poor sinners cry,
lie loves to hear them plead.
2 Ye humble souls, to Jesus come,
'T was he who made you see
Your wretched, ruin'd, helpless state    Your guilt and misery.
3 Christ is a friend to mourning souls;
Then whv should you despair,
Since Saul and Mary Magdalene
Found grace and mercy here?
149                   7s.
HILDREN of the heavenly    King,
C   As ye journey, sweetly sing;
Sing your Savior's worthy prais 
Glorious in his works and ways.
2 Ye are travelling home to God,
In the wav the fathers trod:
They are happy now, and ye
Soon their happiness shall see.
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142          SACRED 31BLODIEI,
3 0, ye banished seed, be glad!
Christ our advocate is made  Us to save our flesh assumes:
Brother to our soul becomes.
4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest!
You on Jesus' throne shall rest:
There your seat is now prepar'd,
There your kingdom and reward,
5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand,
On the borders of your land;
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you undismay'd go on.
6 Lord, submissive make us go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow thee
150              7s.&6s.
1 ONCE enjoyed my Lord,
I Lived happy in his love,
Delighted in his holy word,.'
And sought my rest above
2 This world I did despise,
With all its gaudy show;:
Thro' faith in Christ turn'd off mine eyes
From vanities below.
3 I then could praise the Lord
For his redeeming love, 
SACRED MELODIES.
I knew his grace did peace afford,
For I that peace did prove.
4 But oh! alas, my soul!
Wihere is riy comfort now!
Why did I let my love grow colds
And why to idols bow?
5 Trembling to Christ I'll fly,
And all my sins confess;
Beneath his cross I'll humbly fall,
And ask restoring grace.
6 I'II mortify my pride,
Myself I will deny,
And if I perish, Lord, at last,
Beneath thy cross I'll die.
161             l,,be Cross.
UST Simon bear his cross alone,
M1 And all the world go free?
No, there's a cross for every one,
And there's a cross fr me.
Yes, there's a cross on Calvary!
Through which by faith the crown I sees.
For me'tis pardon bringing,'
0, that's the cross for me,
0, that's the cross for me,
0, that's the cross for me.
2 How happy are the saints above,
Who once went mourning here,,But now they taste unmingled love,
And joy without a tear;
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144          SACRED MELODIES.
Yes, perfect love will dry the tear,
And cast out all tormenting fear,
WVhich round my heart is clinging,
0, that's the love for me, &c.
3 WVe'll bear the consecrated cross,
Till from the cross we are free,
And then go home to wear the crown,
For there's a crown for me;
Yes, there's a crown in heaven above,
The purchase of a Savior's love,
For me at his appearing
0, that's the crown for me, &c.
152             Foze Happy Land.
HERE is a happy land, Far, far away,
Where  saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as
day;
O  how  they  sweetly sing, Worthy is our Savior
King,
Loud let his praises ring, Praise, praise, for aye.
2 Come to that happv land, Come, come away;
Why will ye doubting stand, Why still delay;
Oh, we shall happy be, When from sin and sorrow
free;
Lord, we shall live with thee, Blest, blest for aye.
3 Bright in that happy land, Beams every eye,
Kept by a father's hand, Love cannot die,
Oh, then, to glory run; Be a crown and kingdom
won;
And bright, above the sun, We reign for aye.
4 Now in our youthful days, Come let us sing;
High let our voices raise, Praise to our King;
Angels above the sky, Holy, holy, holy cry,
To God enthroned on high, Jesus their King 
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There, in that world of light, We all shall meet,
Rob'd in pure raiment white, Each other greet;
Loud then we'll raise the strain To the Lamb that
once was slain,
High on the heavenly plain, At Jesuis' feet
153
'TILL you come to the cross I have died on for
v        you,
ro save you from death, which was justly your
due?
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you come
to the cross 
'l And while at my feet in contrition you lie,
I'll hush with my love every penitent sigh.
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you take'
up the cross?
3'T is your Savior that calls.'t is your God that im          plores
You sinners to turn and be sinners no more.
Say, will youi-will you-will you-will you turn
and be free?
4 Be free from the world, its temptation and care,
And take up the cross! it is easy to bear.
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you take
uip the cross?
5'T will be feet for the lame, and support for the
frail
And a weapon of war, when thy foes shall assail.
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you take
up the cross?
6 I've a mansion prepared for the poor and distress'd,
Where the thief enters not and the weary find rest.
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you dwell
with me there
10 
146         SASCRED MELODIES.
7 Sinner, take-up the cross: in that heavenly land
I've a crown for thy head, and a palm for thy hand,
Say, will you-will you-will you-will you reign
with me there?
154             8S. 5. 7s. & 4s.
I HAVE sought round the verdant earth,
For unfading joy,
I have tried every source of mirth,
But all, all will cloy;
Lord bestow on me,
Grace to set the spirit free,
Thine the praise shall be,
Mine, mine the joy.
2 I have wandered in mazes dark,
Of doubt and distress,
I have not had a kindling spark,
My spirit to bless;
Cheerless unbelief,
Filled my laboring soul with grief,
What shall give relief?
What shall give peace?
3 I then turned to thy Gospel, Lord,
From folly away,
I then trusted thy holy word,
That taught me to pray;
Here I found release,
Weary spirit here found rest
Hope of endless bliss,
Eternal day.
4 I will praise now, my heavenly king,
I'll praise and adore; 
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The heart's richest tribute bring:
To thee, God of power;
And in heaven above,
Saved by thy redeeming love,
Loud the strains shall move,
Forevermore.
155
TE'RE trav'ling home to heaven above-Will
you go? Will you go?
To sing the Savior's dying love-Will you go?
Will you go?
Millions have reached this blest abode
Anointed kings and priests to God.
And millions now are on the road,-Will you go?
Will you go?
2 We're going to see the bleeding Lamb,-Will you
go? Vill you go?
In rapt'rots strains to praise his name,-Will you
go? Will you go?
The crown of life we there shall wear,
The conqueror's palmis our hands shall bear,
And all the joys of Heaven we'll share? Will you
go? Will you go?
3 We're going to join the Heavenly Choir,-Will you
go? Will you go?
To raise our voice and tune the lyre,-Will you go?
Will you go?
There saints and angels gladly sing,
Hosaiinah to their God and King,
And make the heavenly arches ring,-Will you go?
Will you go?
4 Ye weary, heavy laden come-Will you go? Will
you go?
In the blest house there still is room,-Will you go?
Will you go? 
148            SACRED  MELODIES,
The Lord is waiting to receive,
If thou wilt on him now believe,
He'll give thy troubled conscience ea.se,-Come  be        lieve, O believe!
5 The way to heaven is free for all,-Will you go?
Will  ol o?
For Jew and Gentile-great and small,-Will you
go? Will you go?
Mlake up your mind, give God your heart,
Alith every sin and idol part,
And now for glory make a start,-Come away
Come away!
156                 L. M.
POOR wayfaring man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief;
That I could never answer "nay:"
I had not power to ask his name,
Whither he went or whence he came,
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love, I knew not why.
2 Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake;
Just perishing for want of bread;
I gave him all: he blessed it, brake,
And ate,-but gave me part again.
5iine was an angel's portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.
3 I spied him where a fountain burst
Clear from the rock; his strength was
gone; 
The heedless water mocked his thirst,
He heard it, saw it hurrying on!
I ran to raise the sufferer up;
Thrice from the stream he drained my cup,
Dipt, and returned it running o'er;
I drank, and never thirsted more.
4'Twas night; the floods were out; it blew
A winter hurricane aloof;
I heard his voice abroad, and flew
To hid him welcome to my roof;
I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest,
Laid him on mv own couch to rest;
Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed
In Eden's garden while I dreamed.
5 Stript. wounded, beaten, nigh to death,
I found him by the high way-side;
I roused his pulse, brought back his breath,
Revived his spirit and supplied
Wine, oil, refreshment; he was healed;
I had myself a wound concealed
But from that hour forgot the smart,
And peace bound up my broken heart.
6 In prison I saw him next condemned
To meet a traitors doom at morn;
The tidle of lyving tongues I stemmed,
And honored him midst shame and scorn;
MIy friendship's utmost zeal to try,
He asked if I for him would die;
The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill,
But the free spirit cried "I will."
SACRED MELODIES.
149 
SA.CRED MELODIES.
7 Then, in a moment, to my view,
The stranger darted from disguise;
The tokens in his hands I knew,
Only Savior stood before mine eyes:
He spake; and my poor name he named;
'Of me thou hast not been ashamed:"
These deeds shall thy memorial be;
Fear not, thou didst them unto me.
157            s & 5s. DOUBLE.
OUSE  ye at the Savior's call!
R    Sinners, rouse ye one and all;
Wake! or soon your souls will fall,
Fall in deep despair.
Wo to him who turns away,
Jesus kindly calls to-day;
Come, O sinner, while you may,
Raise your soul in prayer.
2 Heard ye not the Savior cry,
"Turn, 0 turn, why will you die!"
And in keenest agony
Mfourn too late your doom!
Haste, for time is rushing on!
Soon the fleeting hour is gone,
The lifted arrow flies anon,
To sink you in the tomb!
3 By the Savior's bleeding love,
By the joys of heaven above,
Let these words your spirits move;
Quick to Jesus fly!
Come and save your souls from death,
Haste! escape Jehovah's wrath,
150
7 T} 
SACRED MELODIES.
Flv! for life's a fleeting breath,
Soon, 0 soon you'll die.
158                  c M.
L L&ND of rest, for thee I sighl
Wl   Nhen will    the moments come,
When I shall lay my armor by
And dwell with Christ at home?
2 No tranquil joys on earth I know,
No peaceful sheltering dome
This world's a wilderness of wo,
This world is not my home.
3 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest,
He bade me cease to roam,
And fly for succor to his breast,
And he'd conduct me home.
4 I should at once have quit the field,
Where foes in fury roam,
But ah, my passport was not sealed,
I could not yet go home.
5 When bv affliction sharply tried,
I viewed the gaping tomb,
Although I dread death's chilling tides
Yet still I sighed for home.
6 VWeary of wandering round and round
This vale of sin and gloom,
I long to leave the unhallowed grounds
And dwell with Christ at home
151 
I52          3ACRED MELODIES.
159   in
ORD  in the morning thou shalt he
My voice ascending high:
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Then to thine house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there;
I will frequent thy holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
3 Thou art a God before whose sight,
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 Bit they who love and fear thy naime,
Shall see their hopes fulfilled;
The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield
5 0 may thy spirit guide my feet
In ways ot truth and grace;
Make every path of duty straight,
And plaih before miy face
160
'0GETHER  let us sweetly live,
T I am bound for the land of Canaan
Together let us sweetly die,
I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
SACRED MELODIBS.
CHORUS.
0 Canaan, bright Canaan,
I am bound for the l]'and of Canaan:
0 Canaan, it is my happy home,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
2 If you get there before I do,
I am bound for the land of Canaan;
Look out for me, I'm coming too,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
I have some friends before me gone,
I am bound for the land of Canaan;
And I'm resolh'd to travel on,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
4 Our songs of praise shall fill the skies,
I am bound for the land of Canaan 
While higher still ourjoys they rise,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
5 Then come with me, beloved friend,
I am bound for the land of Canaan 
The joys of heaven shall never end,
I am bound for the land of Canaan.
161
,  ItATI S this thtat steals up)It my irame          Is it deathi?  Is it death?
WVhich soon will quench this vital flame,
Is it death? Is it death?
If this be death, I soon shall be
From every pain and sorrow free I shall the King of glory see                All ig well-All is well.
153 
154           SACRED  MELODIES.
2 Weep not, my friends, weep not for me                  All is well-All is well.
My sins are pardoned, I am free                  All is well-All is well.
There's not a cloud that doth arise
To hide mv Jesus from my eyes,
I soon shall mount the upper skies                  All is well-All is wvell.
3 Tune, tune your harps, ye saints in glory                  ll-Ais  ell-ll is well.
I will rehearse the pleasing story                  All is well-All is well.
Bright angels are from glory come,
They're round my bed, and in mv room,
They wait to waft my spirit home                 All is wsell-All is well.
4 Hark! Hark! my Lord and Master calls me                 All is well-All is well.
I soon shall see his face in glory                  All is well-All is well.
Farewell, my friends, adieu, adieu,
I can no longer stay with you,
M    y       glittering crown appears in view                 All is well-All is well.
5 Hail! Hail! all hail, ye blood-washed throng                  Saved by grace-Saved by grace.
I've come to join your rapturous song.
Saved by grace-Saved by grace.
All, all is peace and joy divine,
And heaven and glory now are mine,
Forever with the blest to shine                 All is well-All is well.
162
WHERE is now a righteous Noah?
W Where is now a righteous Noah.
Where is now a righteous Noah?
Safe in the promis'd land, 
SACRED MELODIIS.
He went up through a flood of water,
He went up through a flood of water,
Hie went up through a flood of water,
Safe in the promis'd land.
CIORUtS.
Bv and by we do hope to meet him,
Bv and by we do hope to meet him,
By and by we do hope to meet him,
Safe in the promis'd land.
2 Where is now good old Elijah, &c.
He went up both soul and body, &c.
3 Where are now the ancient worthies, &c.
They went up through a fiery furnace, &c.
4 Where is now a piraying Daniel, &c.
lie went up through a den of lions, &c.
5 Where is now a Paul and Silas, &c.
They went up through tribulation, &c.
163 P.
OV happy is the man who has chosen wisdom's
as %ads,
And measured out his span to his God in prayer and
praise;
His God and his Bible are all that he desires,
To holiness of heart he continually aspires,
In poverty he's happy, for he knows he has a Friend,
Wlho never will forsake  him till the world shall
have 0n end.
2 lie rises in the morning, with the lark he tunes his
lavs,
And offers up his tribute to his God in prayer and
praise;
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156            SACRED MELODIES.
And then to his labors he cheerfully repairs,
In confidence believing that God will hear his pray                 ers,
Whatever he engages in at home or abroad,
His object is to honiior and to glorify his God.
3 In sickness, pain and sorrow he never will repine,
While he is drawing notrishmeht from  Christ the
living vinie.
When trouble presses heavily he leans on Jesus'
breast,
And in his precious promises he finds a quiet rest.
The y-oke of Clhrist is easy, and his burden always
light,
He lives, nor is he weary till Canaan heaves in
sight.
4'T is thus you ha ve his history through life from day
to davy
Religion is no mysterv, with him't is a beaten way;
And when upon his pillow he lies down to die
In hope he rejoices for he knows his God is nigh.
And wahen life's lamp is flickering, his soul on wings
of love,
Flies away to realm,s of glor, there to reign with
Christ above.
5 And now his spirit's happy, for he's gained the holy
land
With a crown of glory on his head and palm in his
hand,
Withl saints, priests and prophets, he'll sweep the
golden lyre
And shout loud hallelujahs with all the heavenly
choir.
He's happy, in eternity his joy will be complete,
With augels now he's bowing round  his glorious
Savior's feet
164                     L. M.
HEN  converts first begin to sing,
N   Their happy souls are on the wing. 
SACRED MELODIES.
Their theme is all redeeming love,
Fain would they be with Christ above.
WVith adtniration they behold,
The love of Christ that can't be told,
Thev view themselves upon the shore,
Anl think the battle all is o'er.
They feel themselves quite free from pain
And think their enemies are slain;
They make no doubt but all is well,
And Satan is cast down to hell.
They wonder why old saints don't sing
And make the heavenly arches ring;
Ring with melodious, joful sound,
Because a prodigal is found.
Come takle up arms and face the field,
Come gird on harness, sword and shield,
Stand fast in faith, fight for your King,
And soon the vict'ry you shall win.
VWhen satan comes to tempt your minds,
Then meet him with these blessed linesJesus our Lord hath swept the field,
And we're determined not to yield.
165                 8   E,
; HEN Joseph his brethren beheld,
V Afflicted and trembling with fear,
His heart with compassion was fill'd,
From weeping he cotld not forbear
157 
158         lSACRED MELODIES.
2 Awhile his behavior was rough,
To bring their past sins to their mind
But when they were humbled enough,
'Ie hastened to show himself kind.
3 How little they thought it was he,
Whom they had ill treated and sold!
How great their confusion must be,
As soon as his name he had told!
4 "I am Joseph, your brother," he said,
" And still to my heart you are dear;
You sold me and thought I was dead,
But God, for your sakes, sent me here."
5 Though greatly distressed before,
When charged with purloining the cup,
They now were confounded much more,
Not one of them durst look up.
6 Can Joseph whom we would have slain,
Forgive us the evil we did 2
And will lie our household maintain 2
0, this is a brother indeed!
7 Thus dragg'd by my conscience I came,
When laden with guilt to the Lord,
Surrounded with terror and shame,
Unable to utter a word.
8 At first he looked stern and severe;
What anguish then pierced my heart!
Expecting each moment to hear
The sentence-Thou cursed, depart! 
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9 But oh! what surprise when he spoke    While tenderness beam'd in his face  My heart then to pieces was broke,
O'erwhelm'd and confounded by grace.
166                C. M.
FFLICTIONS though they seem severe,
In mercy oft are sent;
They stop'd the prodigal's career,
And caused him to repent.
CHORUs.
I die with hunger here, he cries,
I starve in foreign lands;
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are his hands.
2 What have I gained by sin, he said,
But hunger, shame, and fear?
My Father's house abounds with bread,
While I am starving here.
3 I'll go and tell him all I've done,
Fall down before his face;
Unworthy to be called his son,
I'll seek a servant's place.
4 His Father saw him coming back,
He saw, and ran, and smil'd,
And threw his arms around the neck
Of his rebellious child.
5 Father, I've sinned, but 0 forgive!
Enough, the Father said 
kw( G        sAC~ D MSLOD1E*.
Rejoice my house, my son's alive,
For whom I mourned as dead.
167                  L t
TERNITY  is just at hand!
And shall I waste my ebbing sand,
And careless view departing day,
And throw my inch of time away?
2 But an eternity there is,
Of endless wo or endless bliss
And, swift as time fulfils its round,
We to eternity are bound.
3 What countless millions of mankind
Have left this fleeting world behind!
They're gone!  but where?-ah, pause and
see;
Gone to a long eternity.
4 Sinner, canst thou for ever dwell
In all the fiery deeps of hell?
And is death nothing then to thee;
Death and a dread eternity?
168    P M.
EARKEN, ye sprightly, and attend, ye vain
ones,
Pause in your mirth, adversity consider;
Learn from a friend's pen, sentimental, painful,
Sick-bed reflections.
2 Healthful and gay, like you I spent my moments
Fondly my heart said, joy shall last forever) 
SACRED  MELODIES.                  161
But I'd forgotten man has no enjoyments,
But by permission.
3 Sudden and awful from the height of pleasure,
By pain and sickness thrown upon a death-bed
Vain is its softness to assuage the pain of
Raging disorder.
4 All! many years I've spent without considering
Mlan was a riortal, dependent on a moment;
Life but a shadow, time a flying arrow,
Quick to dispel it.
5 Oft have I listen'd w hile death bells were tolling,
Seen the graves  open with spectators mourning,
But was smyself in spite of all these warnings,
Long life expecting.
6 Counsels I've slighted, warnings I've neglected,
In my gav moments, thoughts of death I've ban          ish'd.
When grown grey-headed, often I've resolved
Death to prepare for.
Tortured in body, and condemned in spirit,
No sweet composure to direct one prayer,
All is disorder! yet my state eternal
Now is depending.
8 0, ghastly death! pray stop one moment longer,
While I give warning to my gay companions!
No time is granted for expostulation
Shun my example.
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TXTHILE nature was smiling in stillness to rest,
And the last beams of daylight were dim in
the west;
O'er fields by pale moonlight in lonely retreat,
In deep meditation I wandered my feet!l 
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2 I passed a garden-I paused to hear
A voice faint and fault ring from one kneeling there
The voice of the mourner affected only heart
While pleading in anguish the poor sinner~s part.
3 I listened a moment, then turned me to see
What man of compassion this straniger could be,
When lo  I discovered, knelt on the cold ground,
The loveliest being that ever was found.
4 So deep was his sorrow so fervent his prayer,
That down o'er his bosom rolled sweat, blood and
tears!
I wept to behold him, and asked his name,
He answered, -T is JESUS! fronm heaven I eanme,
5 I am thy redeemer —for thee I must die,
The cup is most bitter, but cannot pass by
Thv sins  which are many, are laid upon me
And all this sore anguish I suffer for thee!
6 I heard with attention, the tale ofhis wo,
While tears of repentance like rivers did flow 
The cause of his sorrow, to hear him repeat,
Affected mny heart, and I fell at his feet:
7 With a voice of contrition I loudlv did cry,
Lord, save, or I perish —O, save, or I die!
He smiled when lie saw me, and said to me, live 
Thy sins, which are many, I freely forgive!
8 How sweet was that sentence, which made me re          joice 
His looks how consoling! how charming his voice 
I ran from the garden to spread it abroad,
And shouted hosannah-O glory to God 
170    P M
W0 dow      n  in this beautiful valley,
Where love crowns the meek and the
lowly~ 
SACRED MELODIES.
WVhere loud storms of envy and folly
May roll on their billows in vain.
2 This low vale is far from contention,
There's no soul can dream of dissension,
No dark wiles of evil invention,
Can find out these regions of peace.
3 The low soul in humble subjection,
Shall there find unshaken protection;
The soft gales of cheering reflection,
The mind soothes in sorrow and pain.
4 0 there, there the Lord will deliver,
And souls drink this beautiful river,
Which flows peace forever and ever,
Where love and joy will always increase,
171                 L. 
AIL, heavenly love that first began
1   The scheme to rescue fallen man;
Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace,
That gave mny soul a hiding place.
2 Against the God who rules the sky,
I fought with hands uplifted high;
Despised the offers of his grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.
3 Enwrapp'd in dark Egyptian night,
And fond of darkness more than light,
Madly I ran the sinful race,
Secure without a hiding place.
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164          SACRED MELODIES.
4 But lo! the eternal counsel ran,
Almighty lovec arrest the man.
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place.
5 Eternal justice stood in view,
To Sinai's fiery mount I flew;
But justice cried with frowning face,
This mountain is no hiding place.
6 But lo! a heavenly voice I heard,
And mercy to my soul appear'd;
She led me on a pleasing pace
To Jesus Christ my hiding place.
7 Should storms of sevenfold thunder roll,
And shake the globe from pole to pole,
No thunderbolt would daunt my face,
For Jesus is my hiding place.
8 A few more rolling suns at most,
Will land me safe on Canaan's coast;
Where I shall sing the song of grace,
Safe in my glorious hiding place.
172                 L. M
HERE is an hour divinely blest,
Where earth-born cares are hushed to
rest,
When angel spirits hover near,  It is the holy hour of prayer. 
SACRED MELODIES.
2 There is a place my soul loves well,
Where holy thoughts the bosom swell;
There I can oft alone repair,
It is the place of secret prayer.
3 There is a time to me most sweet.
WVhen friend with friend can gently meet;
'T is round the sacred altar, where
The lov'd of home unite in prayer.
4 There is a sweet, a lovely spot,
WVhere all our toils are oft forgot;
And friends and foes assemble there,
'T is in the house of social prayer.
5 And often too I fain would go,
WIhere all may meet while here below;
The rich, the poor, the young and fair,
'T is in the house of public prayer.
6 But there's a place of heavenly rest,
Where saints, departed, all are blest.
Dear Jesus, may this be my prayer,
That I may dwell forever there.
173                C. M.
I'XOW  is the time, th' accepted hour,
II 0 sinners! come awav:
The Savior's knocking at your door,
Arise without delay.
2 Do not refuse to give him room,
Lest mercy should withdraw;
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16 6          SACRED zMEL,ODIES.
He'll then in robes of vengeance come,
To execute his law.
3 Then where, poor sinners, will you be,
If destitute of grace;
When you your injured Judge shall see,
And stand before his face?
4 Let not these warnings be in vain,
But lend a list'ning ear,
Lest you should meet them all again,
When wrapped in keen keen despair.
174                     PM.
HE glorious light of Zion is spreading far and
wide,
And sinners now are coming into the gospel tide,
The standard of King Jesus doth now in triumph
rise,
And sinners crowd around it, with bitter shrieks
and cries.
2 The suff'rings of the Savior upon mount Calvary,
Are sounding sweet to sinners, come this will set
you free!
And while this glorious message is circulating round,
Some souls exposed to ruin, redeeming love have
found.
3 And of that happy number, I hope that I am one,
And Jesus Christ will finish the work he has begun;
He'll cut it short in righteousness, and I'll forever
be
A monument of mercy in all eternity.
4 I am but a young convert, I lately did enlist,
A soldier under Jesus, my Captain, King and Priest. 
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i nave received mv bounty, likewise my martial
dress,
A ring o'f love and favor, a robe of righteousness.
5 And downs into the w-ater y ouing converts love to go,
To serve our L(rd antl Master in righteous acts be         lo;
To lay or sinft i odies beneath the yielding wave;
An embilemui of the Savior, whleit he lay in the grave,
,3 Poor sinners, think  -hat Jesus has done for you
and me,
Behold his bleeding bodv suspended on the tree 
His bleeding head, his  hanids, his side, he doth to
you display
Come tell me, fellow sinner, how can you stay
away [
7 Come  all ye elder brethren, who're soldiers of the
cross,
Who for the sake of Jesus have counted all things
dross,
Comre pray for us young converts, that we may
travel on
And meet you all it glory, where our Redeemer's
gone,
175   Ss.&7s.
OIME, ye converts, come and welcome;
All the saints are saying, come;
Joyfully we now receive you
To the church your fitture home;
Come and welcome, come and welcome,
In our healts there yet is room.
2 Stay no longer, stay no longer,
From your blessed Savior's fold;
Come, dear youth, ye lambs of Jesus.
He himself hit,h bid you come; 
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With his people, with his people.
Join yourselves, and be at home.
3 Now accept the pledge we give you,
While our hands with yours we join,
While our hearts unite together
In the bonds of love divine;
Blessed Jesus, blessed Jesus,
MIay we all henceforth be thine.
4 Now the vows of God are on you    Be the slaves of sin no more;
O be humble, holy, faithful,
Till the toils of life are o'er;
Then, dear brethren, then, dear sisters,
AMay we meet on Canaan's shore.
176                L..
RAYER   is appointed to convey,
The blessings God designs to give;
Long as they live should Christians pray,
For only while they pray they live.
2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress,
If cares distract, or fears dismay,
If guilt deject, if sin distress,
The remedy's before thee-pray.
3'T is prayer supports the soul that's weak 
Though thought be broken, language lame,
Pray, if thou canst, or canst not speak; 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name 
SA(C,REiD M(ELODIES.
177 12s.
HE voice of Free Grace cries escape to the moun      T    ain;
For Adaim's lost race Christ has opened a fountain
For sin, and iraeleanness, and every transgression,
His blood flow-s most freely in streams of salvation.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hathl purchased our
pardon
lte'11 praise  him again when we pass over Jordan.
2 Ye souIls that are N-otunded0, O  flee to the Savior;
He calls you in mercy;-'tis infinite favor;
Y(our sins are in creasing; escape to the mountain
His blood can remove them, which flows from  the
folluntain.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
3 0 Jesus, ride on, tritimphantly glorious
O'er sin, death and hell, thoui art more than victo         rious;
Thy name is the theme of the great congregation,
lVhile angels and men raise the shout of salvation    Hallelujah to the I,Lalb, &c.
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178
S near to Calvary I pass,
Methinks I see a bloody cross,
Where a poor victim hangs;
His flesh with rugged irons tore,
His limbs all dress'd in purple gore,
Gasping in dying pangs.
2 Surpris'd the spectacle to see,
I ask'd, who can this victim be
In such exquisite pain 2?
1 6.4 
t 7(,         SAcCED MELOI)lEg
Why thus consign'd to woes, I cried?
"'T is I," the bleeding Son replied,
" To save the world from sin."
3 Jesus for rebel mortals dies!
How can it be? my soul replies,
What! Jesus die for nme?
a Yes," saith the suffering Son of God,
"I give my life, I spill my blood,
For thee, poor soul, for thee."
4 Lord, since thy life thou'st freely giv'n
To bring my wretched soul to heav'n,
And bless me with thy love,
Then at thy feet, 0 God, I'll fall.
Give thee my life, my soul, my all,
To reign with thee above.
179              Ss.7s.
l ET thy kingdom, blessed Savior,
Come and bid our jarrings cease;
Come, 0 come, and reign forever,
God of love, and prince of peace:
Visit now thy precious Zion,
Hear thy people mourn and weep,
Day and night thy lambs are crying,
Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.
2 Some for Paul, some for Apollos,
. Some for Cephas-none agree;
Jesus, let us hear thee call us,
Help us, Lord, to follow thee.
Then we'11 rush through what encumbers,
Over every hindrance leap, 
SACRED MELOD I hE,.
Uldismay'd by force or numbers:
Come, good Shepherd, feed thy shleep.
3 Lord, in us there is no merit,
We've been sinners from our youth,
Guide us, Lordcl, by thy good Spirit,
Which shall teach us all the truth.
On the gospel word we'll venture,
Till in death's cold arms we sleep,
Love's our bound and Christ our centre,
O, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.
4 Come, good Lord, with courage arm us,
Persecution rages here,
Nothing, Lord, we know, can harm us,
While our Shepherd is so near;
Glory. glory, be to Jesus,
At his name our hearts do leap:
He both comforts us and frees us,
The good Shepherd feeds his sheep.
5 Hear the Prince of your salvation,
Saying, " Fear not little flock;
I myself am your foundation,
You are built upon this rock;
Shun the path of vice and folly,
Scale the mount although'tis steep;
Look to me and be ye holy,
I delight to feed my sheep."
6 Christ alone whose merit saves us,
Taught by him we'll own his name.
Sweetest of all names is Jesus,
How it doth our souls inflame!
Glory, glory, glory, glory,
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172    I  SACRED MELODIES  t
Give him glory, he will keep;
He will clear the way before us,
The good Shepherd feeds his sheep.
180                 CM.
/THY, 0 my soul, why weepest thou t
I   Tell me from whence arise
Those briny tears that often flow,
Those groans that pierce the skies?
2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint,
Or the chastening rod?
Dost thou an evil heart lament,
And mourn an absent God?
3 Lord, let me weep for nought but sin,
And after none but thee
And then I would, 0 that I might!
A constant weeper be!
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TE are on our journey home!
AVW~~             ~ [Repeat.
To the the New Jerusalem    To meet the Lord in peace;
That Lord will soon appear    With the New Jerusalem;
All Christians'11 enter in    To walk its golden streets;
And see the spotless Lamb    The blessed Lamb of God;
And play on harps of gold
Jn praises to his name; 
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Xow angels are hovering round     To bear the saints all home X
To the New Jerusalem.
182 
IKE a ship see the church through the ocean she
rolls:
She's freighted  with grace and well mann'd out
writh live souls!
Midst N-whiirlwiinds and tempests she sails through
the world
While storms of temptation against her are hurl'd.
2 She's botund from the world, through the tempest
she flies
She mounts o'er the billows, is bound for the skies,
WVhile Christ stands at heltn no danger she'll fear;
Her captain anid pilot knows which way to steer.
3 She stops not to anchor in harbors below
Butt o'er life's roiugh billows her true course doth go,
The highlands of heaven she still keeps in view:
Intends there to anchor and there land her crew.
4 While hell and her legions around her do roar,
Like waves of the ocean which break on the shiore;
She steers her course onward, nor heeds the alarm,
With Christ in the vessel, she smiles at the storm.
5 The ebb-tide of nature, which feeds the dead sea,
And the gulf of confusion, together agree
To hinder her progress, her march to oppose;
She spreads forth her canvass and outsails her foes.
6 Shie's hated by worldlings, despised by all fools,
WVho sail the black sea till they shipwreck their
souls!
She kindly invites them their course to bewail,
Yet tarries not for them but spreads the more sail
t  
174              SACRED MELODIES.
7 She's rapidly sailing, with strong gales oflove,
And soon will strike soutndings on fair coasts aboveI
Mlake the highlands of heaven, and enter the road,
And anchor for'er in the kingdom of God.
183
T life's early morn,
When my Bible was dear,
A voice from its pages
Oft breathed o'er my ear,"Oh grieve not the Spirit! Oh grieve not the
Spirit!
Oh grieve not his love.
2 Of my mother I asked,
As I knelt at her knee
To say my sweet prayer,
What was whispering to me?
She answered," The Spirit!  The blest, Holy
Spirit!
Oh grieve not His love."
3 When I mus'd-Cl alone,
And gray twilight was nigh,
While the bright streams of childhood
Went murmuring by,
A voice warned me heavenward! The Voice
of the Spirit,
The Spirit of love.
4 Then youth, with its snares
Did my footsteps entwines
And I hardened my heart
To that impulse divine 
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"Repent!" cried the Spirit, the witnessing
Spirit,
The Spirit of love
5 But years fled apace,
And with sin I grew wild,
For the world and its tempters
My conscience defiledSo I slighted the Spirit. the pitying Spirit
The Spirit of love.
6 And now I am old,
My temples are hoar
And I feel the warm breath
Of His impulse no ntore,
For I slighted the Spirit-the long waiting
Spirit,
I mocked at His love.
7 Alas! I must die,
And I fear to depart,
Forsaken by Him
Why converteth the heart!
Oh!  grieve nte Spirit-the life-giving
The Sp.;it f love.
184 1ls.
OW  sweet in the musing of faith, to repair
H To the garden where Mary delighted to rove;
To sit by the'tomb where she breathed her fonl
prayer,
And paid her sad tribute of sorrow and love, 
176             SACRED  MELODIES.
2 To see the bright beam which disperses her fear,
As the stone is removed from the sepulchre's
door
And the voice of the angel salutes her glad ear,    "The Savior has risen-he's a captive no more!"
3 0 Savior! as oft as our footsteps we bend
In penitent sadness to weep at thy grave,
On the wings of thy greatness in pity descend,
Be ready to comfort, and mighty to save.
4 We shrink not from scenes of desertion and wo,
If there we may meet with the Lord of our love 
Contented, wlith Mlary, to sorrow below,
If with her wve drink of thy fountains above.
185                      P M
VOW lovely the place where the Savior appears
11  To those who believe in his word;
His presence disperses my sorrows and fears,
And bids me rejoice in my Lord.
2 One day in his courts, than a thousand beside,
Is better and lovelier far  Mly soul hates the tents where the wicked reside,
And all their delights I abhor.
3 Lord, give me a place with the humblest of saints,
For low at thy feet I would  ie:
I know that thou hearest my feeble complaints,
Thou hearest the young raven's cry.
4 Give strength to the souls that now wait upon thee,
O! come, in thy chariot of love;
From earth's vain enchantments, O! help us to flee,
And to set our affections above.
186  M.
ATHER, what'er of earthly bliss,
Thy  sov'reign will denies 
EACRED MELODIES.
Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Let this petition rise.
2 Give me a calm and thankful heart,
From every murmur free;
The blessings of thy grace impart,
And make me live to thee.
3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine,
SMy life and death attend; 
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end.
187
187 ~~L. M.
I]RIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head
1   From dust, and darkness and the dead
Tho' humbled long, awake at length,
And gird thee with thy Savior's strength.
2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,
And let thy excellence be known:
Deck'd in the robes of righteousness,
Thy glory shall the world confess.
3 No more shall foes unclean invade,
To fill thy hallowed walls with dread;
No more shall hell's insulting host
Their victory and thy sorrows boast.
4 God from on high has heard thy prayer;
His hand thy ruins shall repair;
Nor will thv watchful monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.
1 2
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188
EAR the royal proclamation,
The glad tidings of salvation;'
Offer'd free for every creature,
Of the ruin'd sonrs of nature!
Jesus reigns!
lie reigns victorious,
Over heaven and earth most glorious,
Jesus reigns!
2'T was for you that Jesus died,
And for you was crucified!
Conquer'd death and rose to heaven,
Life eternal through him given;
Jesus reigns, &c.
3 Turn unto the Lord most holy;
Shun the paths of vice and folly 7
Turn, or you are lost forever!
Oh, now fly unto the Savior        Jesus reigns, &c.
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'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul-be still and gaze;
See the promises advancing
To a glorious day of grace!
Blessed jubilee;
Let thy glorious morning dawn!
2 Let the dark benighted pagan,
Let the rude baararian, see 
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That divine and glorious conquest
Once obtained on Calvary;
Let the gospel
Loud resound, from pole to pole.
3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light;
Now from eastern coast to western,
5lay the morning chase the night;
Let redemption,
Freely purchased, win the day!
4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel,
Win and conquer-never cease!
May thy lasting, wide dominions
Multiply, and still increase;
Sway thy sceptre,
Savior, all the world around!
190           AIR-God is love.
THE Lord has called-has called me by his word:
Saying turn, saying turn And leave your sins-your sins of one accord               Saying turn, saying turn.
But I have turned a stubborn ear,
To every call from year to year,
And now must sink in deep despair               All's not wvell, all's not well.
2 I've heard the voice of preachers true and kind               Saying turn, saying turn WYho oft have w ept-have wept for me, & miourn'd,
Saying turn, saying turn.
But all their tears I did despise,
Enitreaties, prayers, and solemn cries
Against the truth I turned my eyes               All's not well, all's not well 
ISO            SACRED  MELODIES.
3 Now death has come, has come to stop my breathl
All's not well, all's not well.
I soon must sink beneath the hand of death                All's not well, all's not well.
Had I but turned at meryev's cry,
And sought salvation when brought nigh,
I mnight lhave been prepared to die.
All's inot well, all's not well
4 And now my friends, my friends and neighbors
here                All's not well, all's not w;ell.
Can you but pray, O raise one fervent prayer                All's not well, all's not well.
My soul is sunk in deep distress,
O pray that God would grant me grace,
That I may leave the world in peace                All's tot wvell, all's not well.
5 Young people think, O think on wretched me                All's not well, all's not well.
My dying words-these words you oft may see                All's not well, all's not well.
Do not despise the Savior now  But while you may in mercy bow  Fly, fly from wrath and dreadful wo,
All's not well, all's not well.
191                    c M.
HE   Christian has a light to shine
Upon the dismal tomb  A light of glory, thus divine,
Dispels the darkest gloom.
2 The Christian has a treasure rare,
A crown of glory bright;
Its dazzling rays are brighter far,
Than noonday's brilliant light. 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 The Christian has a harp so sweet    A harp of purest gold  Its melodies can wvell compete
With David's harp of old.
4 The Christian has a rich reward,
Eternal life in heav'n;
'T was bought by Christ's own precious blood,
By Jesus Christ't is given.
192                   c M.
1 AY. brethren dear, why sleep we here,
S Or sink into despair;
While sinners go to worlds of wo,
And perish ever there!
2 Come sisters, too, the way pursue
That leads from earth to heaven,
Up Zion's hill march on, until
The promis'd crown is given.
3 Backsliders, too, what will you do
When God your souls shall call?
In that dread day what will you say
To Christ the judge of all?
4 Come sinners, now, to Jesus bow,
His gospel comfort gives;
Pardon he'll give, thy soul shall live,
Beneath his balmy wings.
193
OM.IE old and come young, and hear me relate,
C  fly life and adventures, and my present state,
181 
182             SACRED  MELODIES.
I pray you all give ear, to what you now shall hear,
And my story will pleasure and sorrow create.
2 My childhood and youth, in vanitv I spent,
Regardless of the truth, and to folly intent;
For more than eighteen years, I shied no mourning
tears,
But plead for my sins, and refused to repent.
3 Inflexiblv hard, impenetrably blind,
The pleasures of sin had blinded my mind;
To me it did appear, God's law was too severe,
To the cross of the gospel, I was not inclin'd.
4 But O! what love, the love of God to man,
That everlasting love, which drew the saving plan;
That love pursued my soul, when it was sick and
foul,
And it showed me how near to the brink I did stand.
5 Sin then appeared vile, the law appeared right,
And justice, andi truth, and holiness shone bright;
The word of God wnas true, and lovely in my view,
But the pardon of sin, it was out of my sight.
6 I languish'd and motirii'd, how long I cannot tell,
I saw God was just, if I sutink down to hell
Aly heart was dreadful hard, and the door of grace
seemed barr'd,
And my soul with the devils, I feared it would
dwell.
7But when all my hopes were nearly fled away,
And hell from beneath seemed gaping for its prey;
Then Jesus did appear to dissipate my fears,
And he took all the load from my conscience away.
80 what freedom then I felt, what joys did arise:
And glory was open'd and beaming through the
skies;
I freely gave up all, and at his feet did fall,
And glory, all glory, to him I did cry. 
SACRED MELODIES.               k8;
9 His voice then I heard in sweet majestic sound,
I have sought you, and found you, and healed all
your wounds;
I have work for you to do, be faithful, just and
trie,
And proclaim to the world what a Savior you're
found.
194                 c M.
;E heralds of the cross, go forth,
Proclaim the Savior's name:
Go, preach the gospel to the north     Let south receive the same.
2 To all the world, the tidings bear;
Go sound salvation free;
And in God's kingdom you will share
A joyful victory.
3 Go. tell the sinner of his ways,
Of judgment yet to come;
Tell him hell's waiting for its prey,
And awful is his doom.
4 Fear not the face of mortal clay      Let none despise thy youth;
Steadfastly walk in wisdom's way,
Obedient to the truth.
195                  X M.
'9HOUGH  youth's delightful bloom
Dwells sweetly on thy cheek,
Soon in the silent tomb
Thy form in death may sleep 
184         SACRED MELODIES.
Thy soul in judgment must appear
And answer for your actions here
2 Though prospects now are bright,
And pleasures light thy way,
Thv day may turn to night    Thy earthly hopes decay; 
Vain the pursuit of happiness,
Earth can afford no perfect bliss.
3 Ye blooming youth, beware;
From ways of folly flee;
Shun the vile tempter's snare,
While moral agents free.
Listen unto the Savior's voice,
And make the way to heav'n your choice
4 Jesus was crucified
To save vour souls from hell;
For you he bled and died,
That you with him might dwell  Around his throne forever sing,
And love and praise our heav'nly King.
196                C M.
A Y sins, hown num'rous, Lord, they are.
I'll bow before thy throne;
Can I obtain forgiveness there,
If penitent I come?
2 Yes, Lord, I know thou wilt forgive
The broken, contrite heart;
Then let an humble sinner live,
And grace to him impart. 
SACRED  IIELODIES.
3 Since thou hast died for all mankind,
And hear'st the sinner's prayer,
Say Lord, must I be left behind,
To perish in despair?
4 Pardon my sins and follies past,
Remove my burden now:
Save thou my soul from hell at last,
And faithfulness I vow.
5 Thy name I ever will adore,
Thou just and holy one;
I'll tread the ways of sin no more,
If thou my name wilt own.
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ISTER, thou wast mild and lovelvy,
s Gentle as the summer-breeze,
Pleasant as the air of evening,
Wi-her it floats among the trees.
2 Peaceful be thy silent snlumber.
Peaceful in the grave so low;
Thou no more wilt join our number,
Thou no more our songs shalt know.
3 Dearest sister, thou hast left ins,
Here thy loss we deeply feel,
But't is God that lath bereft ius,
He can all our sorrows heal.
4 Yet again we hope to meet thee,
When the day of life is fled,
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186        SACRED MELODIES.
Then in heaven with joy to greet thee,
Where no farewell tear is shed.
198                 C M.
BAC KSLIDERS, who your misery feel,
Attend your Savior's call;
Rieturn, he'll your backslidings heal:
0 crown him LordI of all.
2 Though crimson sin increase your guilt,
And painful is your thrall,
For broken hearts his blood was spilt:
0 crown him Lord of all.
3 Take with you words, approach his throne,
And low before him fall;
He understands the spirit's groan:
0 crown him Lord of all.
4 Whoever comes he'll not cast out,
Although your faith be small;
His faithfulness you cannot doubt:
0 crown him Lord of all.
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E who know your sins forgiven,
And are happy in the Lord,
Have you read that precious promise,
Found recorded in his word.
I'll impart to you my spirit,
I will cleanse you from all sin,
Sanctify and make you holy,
I reill reign and dwell within 
SACRED MELODIES.
2 Though you have much peace and comfort,
Greater things you yet may find  Freedom from unholy tempers,
Freedom from the carnal mind;
To procure this perfect freedom,
Jesus suffered, groaned and died  On the cross the healing fountain,
Gushed from his bleeding side.
3    Wake up, brethren, wake up, sisters     Seek, 0 seek that holy state,
None but holy ones can enter
Through those pure celestial gates,  Can you bear the thoughts of losing
All the joys that are above?
No, my brethren, no, my sisters,
God will perfect you in love.
200                     12s.
HE chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire,
As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his
ire:
Lo! self-moving it drives on its pathway of cloud,
And the heavens with the burden of Godhead are
bow ed.
2 The glory! the glory! around him array'd,
Mighty hosts of the angels now wait on the Lord;
And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there,
And there all who  the  palmn-wreaths of victory
wear!
3 The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard:
Lo! the depths of the stonie-covered charnel are
stirred!
From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from
the north,
All the vast generations of men are come forth!
187 
188             SACRED  MELODIES.
4 The judgment! the judgment! the thlrones are all
set,
Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are
met!
There all flesh is at once ill the sight of the Lord,
Anid the doom of eternity halngs oni his word.
5 In mercy, in mercy, look down from above,
Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love!
l~hen beneath to their darkness the wicked are
driven,
Mlay our justified souls find a welcome in heaven.
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ARK, sinner, while God from oil high doth en            treat thee,
And warnings with accents of mercy doth blend;
Give ear to his voice, lest in judgmenthe meet thee:
"The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
2 How oft of the danger and guilt he hath told thee!
How oft stili the message of mercy dothl send!
Haste, haste, wh     ile he waits in his arms to enfold
thee;
"The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
3 Despised, rejected, at length he may leave thee:
What anguish and horror thy bosom will rend!
Then haste thee, O sinner, while he  will receive
thee:
"The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
4 Ere long, and Jehovah will come in his power;
Our God will arise, with his foes to contend;
Haste, haste thee, O sinner  prepare for that hour;
" The harvest is passing, the summer will end."
5 The Sav ior will call thee in judgment before hinm:
0, bowv to his sceptre, and make him thy Friend;
Now, yield him thy heart, and make haste to adore
him;
"The harvest is passing, thy summer will end." 
SACRED'IELODIF.S.
202                   L. M.
O M\E hither. all ye weary souls,
Y Ye heavy-laden sinners, come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heavenly home.
2 "Tlhev shail find rest who learn of me:
I'm of a meek and lowly mind:
But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.
3 "Blest is the man whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight:
My yoke is easy to the neck;
My grace shall make the burden light."
4 Jesus, we come at thy command:
WIith faith and hope, and humble zeal,
Resign our spirits to thy hand,
To mould and guide us at thy will.
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HOU sweet gliding Cedron, by thy silver streams
T  Our Savior at midnight when moonlight's pale
beams
Shone bright on the waters, would frequently stray,
And lose, in thy murmurs, the toils of the day.
2 How damp were the vapors that fell on his head!
How hard was his pillow,-how humble his bed!
The angels, astonished, grew sad at the sight,
And followed their Master with solemn delight.
3 0 Garden of Olives, thou dear honored spot,
Tile fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot;
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190          SACRED MELODIES.
The theme most transporting to seraphs above;
The triumph of sorrow,-the triumph of love!
4 Come, saints, and adore him-come, bow at his feet!
O, give him the glory, the praise that is meet;
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise,
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies.
204                  C. M.
RAYER  is the soul's sincere desire
U nuttered or expressed,
The motion of a hidden fire,
That trembles in the breast.
2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.
3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,
The Christian's native air,
His watchword at the gates of death 
He enters heaven with prayer.
205                   C. M.
RAYER  is the contrite sinner's voice,
Returning from his ways,
While angels in their songs rejoice,
And cry, " Behold he prays." 
SACRED MtELODIntS.
2 The saints in prayer appear as one
In word, in deed, and mind,
WVhile with the Father and the Son
Sweet fellowship they find.
3 Nor praver is made on earth,alone;
The Holy Spirit pleads,
And Jesus, on th' eternal throne, 
For sinners intercedes.
4 0 Thou, by whom we come to God,    The life, the truth, the way,  The path of prayer thyself hast trod;
Lord, teach us how to pray.
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0, when the morning shineth,
Go, when the moon is bright,
Go, when the eve declineth,
Go, in the hush of night;
Go, with pure mind and feeling,
Fling earthly thought away,
And, in thy chamber kneeling,
Do thou in secret pray.
2 Remember all who love thee,
All who are lov'd by thee;
Fray too, for those who hate thee,
If any such there be;
Then for thyself, in meekness,
A blessing humbly claim,
And link with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's name.
191 
192          SACRED bIELODIES.
3 Or if't is e'er deni'd thee
In solitude to pray,
Should holy thoughts come o'er thee,
When friends are round thy way
E'en then the silent breathing,   Thy spirit rais'd above,  Will reach his throne of glory,
Who's Alercy, Truth, and Love.
4 Oh! not a joy nor blessing
With this can we compare,
The pow'r that he hath giv'n us
To pour our souls in pray'r!
When'er thou pin'st in sadness
Before his footstool fall,  Remember, in thy gladness,
His love who gave thee all.
207                 c M.
ESUS, thou art the sinner's friend,
J As such I look to thee;
Now in the bowels of thy love,
O Lord, remember me.
2 Remember thy pure word of grace;
Remember Calvarv!
Remember all thy dying groans,
And then remember me.
3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God!
I yield myself to thee;
While thou art sitting on thy throne,
0 Lord, remember me. 
SACRBD MELODIES.
4 I own I'm guilty, own I'm vile,
Yet thy salvation's free;
Then in thy all-bounding grace,
O Lord, remember me.
5 How'er forsaken or distress'd,
How'er oppress'd I be,
How'er afflicted here on earth,
Do thou remember me.
6 And when I close my eyes in death,
And creature helps all flee,
Then, 0 my great Redeemer, God,
I pray remember me.
208            Te Dying Thief.
ESUS  Christ has power alone
To subdue a heart of stone;
And the moment grace is felt,
Then the hardest heart will melt.
2 When our Lord was crucified,
Two transgressors with him died;
One, with vile blaspheming tongue,
ScofFd at Jesus, as he hung.
3 Thus he spent his wicked breath
In the very jaws of death;
Perish'd, as too many do,
With the Savior in his view.
.4 But the other, touch'd with grace
Saw the danger of his case;
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194             SACRtF:i  MELOiit:5.
Faith received to own the Lord,
Whom  the scribes and priests abhor'c
5 Lord, he pray'd, remember me,
When in glory thou shalt be;
Soon with me, the Lord replies,
Thou shalt rest in paradise.
~ This was wondrous grace indeed 
Grace bestow'd in time of need!
Sinners, trust in Jesus' name,
You shall find him still the same.
209   T_-" SwiHoe."
W  HEN torn is the bosom by sorrow or care,
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing likel
prayer
It eases, soothes, softens, subdues, yet sustains,
Gives vigor to hope, and puts passion in chains
Prayer, prayer, 0, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer,
2 When far from the friends we hold dearest we part,
What fond recollections still cling to the heart
Past converse, past scenes, past enjoyments are
there,
Oh how hurtfully pleasing t;ill hallowed by prayer,
Prayer, prayer, 0, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple, there Is nothing like prayer.
a When pleasure would woo us from piety's arms,
The siren sings sweetly, or silently charms,
We listen, love, loiter, are caught in the snare,
On looking to Jesus we conquer by prayer.
Prayer, prayer, 0, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer.
4 While strangers to prayer, we are strangers to
bliss; 
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Hleaven pours its full streams thro' no medium but
this,
And till we the seraph's full ecstacv share,
fOur chalice of joy must lbe guarded by prayer.
Prayer, iprayer, 0, sweet prayer,
Be it ever so simple, there's nothing like prayer.
a IA            ll1s.
210' ]er"em?.ber Lot's TIife."
OWV prone are professors to rest on their lees,
'   To study their pleasure, their profit and ease
ThougIh God says, Arise, and escape for thy life,
And look not behind thee,-Remember Lot's wife.
2 Awakle from thy slumbers, the warning believe;
'T is Jesus that calls thee, the message receive
WVhile dangers are pending, escape for thy life,
And look not behind ttiee,-Remember Lot's wife.
3 Hlow many poor souls has the tempter beguiled,
With specious temptations how many defiled!
O be not deluded, escape for thy life,
And look lnot behind thee,-Remernber  Lot's wife.
4 The ways of re igion true pleasure afford,
No pleasures can equal the joys of the Lord:
Forsake then the world, and escape for thy life,
And look not behind thee,-Remember Lot's wife.
5 But ifyou determine the call to refuse,
And venture the way ofdestruction to choose;
For hell you will part with the blessings of life,
And then, if not now, you'll remember Lot's wife.
211                   12s.& s.
RHOU art gone to the grave; but we will not de
plore thee,
Though sorrows and darkness encompass the
tomb i 
196           SACRED  MELODIES.
The Savior has passed through its portals before
thee,
And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the
gloonm.
2 Thou art gone to the grave; we no longer behold
thee,
Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy
side;
But his wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold
thee,
And sinners may hope, since the Savior hath
died.
3 Thou art gone to the grave; and, its mansions for         saking,
Perhaps thy weak spirit in donbt lingered long
But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on tihy
waking,
Attd the sound thou didst hear was the sera         phim's song.
4 Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not de         plore thee,
Since God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, thy
Guide;
He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore
thee;
And death has no sting, since the Savior hath
died.
212                    L. M.
ILONG to see the season come
I When sinners shall come flocking home,
To taste the sweets of Jesus' love,
And seek the joys that are above.
2 Hark! how the glorious gospel sounds,
Inviting sinners all around; 
SACRED MELODIES.
Behold your loving Savior stands,
And spreads for you his bleeding hands.
3 Attend, poor sinners, to his word;
Serve him, yea, own him as your Lord.
He'll wash you in atoning blood,
And seal you heirs and sons of God.
4 A few more days and you must go
To realms ofjoy or endless wo -
In worlds of light with Christ to dwell,
Or sink beneath his frowns to hell.
Come then, dear sinners, counsel take,
And all your sinful ways forsalke;
This world give up, leave friends behind,
In Christ you shall redemption find.
Take your companion by the hand,
Take all your children in a band;
And give them up at Jesus' call,
To pardon, bless, and save them all.
7 Then when the day of Christ shall come,
And he collects his children home;
On Zion's mount you all shall stand,
And join the bright angelic band.
8 0, what a glorious company!
Mlay I be there the sight to see,
And join in praise to Jesus' name,
All glorious in Jerusalem.
197 
19S            SACRED  MELODIES.
213
ERE  o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,
Here is no rest, is no rest;
Here as a pilgrim I wander alone,
Yet I am blest, I am blest;
For I look forward to that glorious day,
When sin and sorrow t ill vanish away;
Mlv heart doth leap while I hear Jesus say,
There, there is rest, there is rest.
2 Here fierce temptations beset me around;
Here is no rest, is no rest;
Here I am griev'd while Imy foes me surround:
Yet I amn blest, I am blest.
Let them revile me, and scoff at my name,
Laugh at my weeping,-endeavor to shame;
I wvll go forward, for this is my theme;
There, there is rest, there is rest.
3 Here are afflictions and trials severe;
Here is no rest, is no rest;
Here I must part wvithi the friends I hold dear;
Yet I am blest, 1 am blest.
Sweet is the promise I read inr his word;
Blessed are they who have died in the Lord;
They have been call'd to receive their reward;
There, there is rest, there is rest.
4 This world of cares is a wilderness state,
Here is no rest, is no rest;
Here I must bear from the world all its hate,
Yet I am blest, I am blest.
Soon I shall be fiom the wicked released,
Soon shall the weary forever be blest;
Soon shall I lean upon Jesus' soft breast;
There, there is rest, there is rest. 
SACRED bELOiIIES.            1,'
'214    Eld. Clenie,,?t P,i?ney'.s El)e?-ience
'LL sing a song which doth belong
I  To all the people round me,
I'll spread the fame of Jesus' name,
And tell how Jesus found me.
2'T was in distress and wvickedness,
These words he spake unto me,
O sinner, come, in me there's room,
0 how these words ran through me.
3 I was like Paul, vwho was call'd Saul
In bitter persecution
I did disdain being born again,
And called it all delusion.
4 I fought the- saints without restraint,
Too priud to cry for mnercy;
Conviction strong did come along,
Oh! how these things did pierce me.
5 I did not know which way to go,
IMv sins appeared like mountains;
All filleds wvith wo, -my tears did flow,
My head was like a fountain.
,Mv soul has been so long in sin,
How can I be forgiven?
Then Jesus came, oh  bless his name,
And fill'd my soul with heaven.
7 I rais'd my voice and did rejoices
Sang gloryv, glory, glory
91, 
200          SACRED Ms:  ELODISE.
Then I did find Jesuts was mine
Oll! what a pleasing story.
Come sinners now, to Jesus bow,,
While grace is offered to you;
Come as you are, to Christ repair,
Or sin will sure undo you.
9 With lovely charms and open arms,
Now Jesus will receive you;
Come, sinners, come, in him there's roomy
And Jesus will relieve you.
215         " Hail to the Brightness."
AIL to the brightness of Zion's glad morn          ing!
Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain;
Ilush'd he the accents of sorrow and mourning,
Zion in triumph begins her mild reign.
2 Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning,
Long by the prophets of Israel foretold;
Hail to the millions from bondage returning,
Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold.
3 Lo, in tile desert rich flowers are springing,
Streams ever copious are gliding along;
Loud fiomn the mouLitainr-.tops echoes are ringing
Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song.
4 See, the d(lead risen fiom land and from ocean,
Praise to Jehovah ascending on high;
Fall'n are the engines of war and commotion,
Shouts ofsalvation are rending the sky. 
SACRED MELODIES,
216,Lead me to the Rock."
SAVIOR of sinners, when faint and depress'd,
With manifold trials and sorrows oppress'd,
I'll bow at thy feet, and with confidence cry,
' Lead me to the rock that is higher than I!'
2 When tempted by Satan the Spirit to grieve  Ttle service of Christ, my Redeemer to leave,
I'll claim my relation to Jeslls on high,
The rock of salvation that's higher than I.
3 When judgments, O Lord, are abroad in the land,
And merited vengeance descends from thy hand!
O'erwhelmed with the sight, for protection I'll fly,
And hide in the Rock, that is hig,her than I!
4 When summoned away before God to appear,
By free-grace supported I'll yield without fear 
Aiost gladly I'll venture with Jesus on high,
To enter the Rock that is higher than I.
5'T is there, with the chosen of Jesus, I long
To dwell, and eternally join in the song,
Of praising and blessing withl angels on high,
Christ Jesus, the Rock that is higher than I!
6 The faithful, sure promise the fathers believed,
Shall then be fulfilled and the glory received;
The hand that was pierced for me wipe my tears
dry,
For to reign with the One that ix higher than I.
217              " Lord's Prayer."
UR  Father who in heaven art,
Hallowed be thy name;
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
In heav'n and earth the same.
201 
[2 SACRED MELODIES
CHIORUS.
Come my Savior, 0 my Savior,
Come and bless thy people now,
While at thy feet we humbly bow,
O come and save us now,
Then will we sing our sufferings o'er,
And praise thee evermore;
Then will we sing our suff'rings o'er,
And praise thee evermore.
2 Give us this day our daily bread;
Our trespasses forgive;
As we forgive our fellow men,
MIay we thy grace receive.
Come, my Savior, &ec
3 And in temptation leave us not;
From evil us defend;
For thine, 0 Lord, the kingdom is,
For ever, without end.
Come, my Savior, &e.
4 Thine is the powers 0 Lord, to bring
The kingdom down to men; 
Thine is the glory evermore,
And kingdom without end.
Come, my Savior, &e.
5 In that glad day shall all thy saints
A joyful tribute bring,
Of praise and pow'r, of joy and song,
To their exalted king.
Come, my Savior, &Ce 
SACRED MELODIES.
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AY~IOR, visit thy plantation 
Grant us, Lor-d, a gracious rain;
All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again:
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
2 Surely once thy garden flourished;
Every part looked gay and green;
All its plants )by thee were nourished;
Then how cheering was the scene!
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
3 Keep no longer at a distance;
Shine upon us from on high,
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die:
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
4 Gracious Savior, hasten hither;
Thou canst make them bloom again;
0, permit them not to wither;
Let not all our hopes be vain:
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
5 Let our mutual love be fervent;
Make us prevalent in prayers;
Let each one esteem thy servant,
Shun the world's bewitching snares:
203 
204       SACRED MELODIES.
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
6 Break the tempter's fatal power,
Turn the stony heart to flesh,
And begin from this good hour,
To revive thy work afresh:
Lord, revive us!
All our help must come from thee.
219                 s
IGHTY God, on thee we call,
0 look down on Zion's wall;
Build her ruins that are wide,
Lord, appear on Zion's side.
2 See thy people, gracious God,
Scatter'd and dispers'd abroad
How their foes do them deride
Lord, appear on Zion's side.
3 Once they sang thy praises bold,
And with joy thy wvonders told;
Now they mourn,-in sorrow hide,
Lord, appear on Zion's side.
4 Love is cold and sins abound,
Truth is scarcely to be found;
Error doth in triumph ride,
Lord, appear on Zion's side.
5 Build thy people up again,  May they evermore remain, 
SACRED MELODIES.                  205
And within thy grace abide;
Lord, appear on Zion's side.
220                       los.
OYFULLY,joyfully onward I move,
i Bound for the land of bright spirits above.
Angelic choristers sing as I come,
Joyfilly. joyfully haste to thy home.
Soon, with my pilgrimage ended below,
Honme to the land of bright spirits I go,
Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam,
Joyfully, joyfully resting at home.
2 Friends fondly cherish'd have pass'd on before,
Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore;
Singing to cheer me through death's chilling gloonn,
Joyfully,joyfully haste to thy home.
Sounds of sweet melody fall on my ear,
Harps of the blessed your voices I hear!
Rings with the harmony heaven's high dome,
Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home.
3 Death, with thy weapons of war lay me low i
Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow i
Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb
Joyfully, joyfully will I go home.
Bright will the morn of eternity dawn,
Death shall be banish'd, his sceptre be gone
Jo)yfilly then shall I witness his doom; i
Joyfully, joyfully,    safely at home.
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RESUS died on Calvary's mountain,
i       Long time ago.
And salvation's rolling fountain
Now freely flows. 
206          SACRED MELODIES.
2 Once his voice in tones of pity,
Melted in wo,
And he wept o'er Judah's city,
Long time ago.
.3 On his head the dews of midnight
Fell, long ago;
Now a crown of dazzling sunlight
Sits on his brow.
4 Jesus died-yet lives forever,
No more to die  Bleeding Jesus, blessed Savior
Now reigns on high.
5 Now in heav'n he's interceding
For dying men;
Soon he'll finish all his pleading
And come again.
6 Budding fig-trees tell that summer
Dawns o'er the land;
Signs portend that Jesus' coming
Is near at hand.
7 Children, let your lights be burning,
In hopes of heav'n,
Waiting for our Lord's returning
At dawn of ev'n.
8 When he comes, a voice from heav'n
Shall pierce the tomb,
Come, ye blessed of my father i
Children, come home." 
SACRED MELODIES.
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AREW'ELLT,, my brethren in tlhe Lord
Thle gospel souneds a jubilee;
Myv stamr't'ring tongue shall sound aloiid,
Frorrm land to land, from sea to sea  And as I,reach from place to place,
I'll trust alone in God's free grace.
2 Farewell, in bonds of union dear,
Like strings you twvipe about my heart 
1 huitmbly beg your earnest prayer,
Till we shall ineet no more to part
Till we shall meet in heaven above,
Encircled In eternal love.
3 Farewell, my earthly friends below,
Though all so kind and dear to me
Mv Jesus calls, and I must go,
To sound the gospel jubilee
To sound the joys and bear the nlews
To Geut;les and the roy al Jews.
4 Farewell, young  people, one and all
VWhile God shall give me breath to breathe,
I'll i)ray to the Eternal ALL,
That your dear souls in Chrlst may live 
That yotur dear souls ptepar'd may be
To dwell in bliss eternally.
5 Farewell to all below the sun
And as I pass in tears below,
The path is straight my feet shall run,
And God will keep me as I go;
Anl He will keep me in his hand,
And bring me to the pronims'd land.
6 Farewell, farewell l! I look above
Jesus my friend, to thee I call;
My joy, my crown, my only love,
My safeguard here, my heavenly ALL
207 
208       SACRED MELODIES.
My theme to preach, my soIng to sing,
SMy only hope till death —Ameiin
223                 7s.
ANIEL'S wisdom may I know,
1    Stephen's faith and patience show;
John's divine communion feel;
Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal;
Run like the unwearied Paul,
WVin the prize and conquer all.
2 Mary's love may I possess,
Lydia's tender-heartedness
Peter's ardent spirit feel,
James' faith by works reveal;
Like young Timothy, may I
Every sinful passion fly.
3 Job's submission let me show,
David's true devotion know;
Samuel's call, 0 may I hlear,
Lazarus' happy portion share;
Let Isaiah's hallow'd fire
All my new-born soul inspire.
4 Mine be Jacob's wrestling pray'r,
Gideon's valiant, steadfast care;
Joseph's purity impart,
Isaac's meditative heart,  Abraham's friendship;-let me prove
Faithful to the God of love.
5 Most of all may I pursue
That example JESUS drew; 
SACRED M1ELODIBS.
in my life and conduct show
How he liv'd and walk'd below;
D)av by day, through grace bestow'd,
Imitate my dearest Lord.
6 Then shall I those worthies meet,
With them bow at Jesus' feet,
With them praise the God of love,
With them share the joys above:
With them range the blissful shiore,
MIeet them all to part no more.
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AY  of Judgment day of wonders!
)  Hark! the trumpet's awful sound,
Louder than a thousand thunders,
Shakes the vast creation round:
How the summons
Will the sinner's heart confound!
2 See the Judge, our nature wearing,
Clothed in majesty divine;
You, who long for his appearing,
Then shall say, "This God is mine:"
Gracious Savior,
Own me in that day for thine.
3 At his call the dead awaken,
Rise to life from earth and sea;
All the powers of nature, shaken
By his voice, prepare to flee:
Careless sinner,
What will then become of thee?
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210            SACRED  MEILODIE,
4 But to those who have confessed,
Loved and served the Lord below,
He will say, "Come near, ye blessed
See the kingdom I bestow;
You forever
Shall my love and glory know."
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ENTLY, Lord, 0, gently lead us
Through this lowly vale of tears,
And, O Lord, in mercy give us
Thy rich grace in all our fears:
O refresh us    O refresh us with thy grace.
2 Though ten thousand ills beset us,
From without and from within,
Jesus says he'll ne'er forget us,
But will save from every sin:
Therefore praise him    Praise the great Redeemer's name,
3 Though distresses now attend thee,
And thou tread'st the thorny road,
Il right hand shall still defend thee    Soon he'll bring thee home to God:
Therefore praise him    Praise the great Redeemer's name
4 0 that I could now adore him
Like the heavenly host above,
Who forever bow before him,
And, unceasing, sing his love! 
SACRED MELODIES.                   211
Happy songsters!
'When shall I your chorus join?
226                 12s. & ls.
OW painfully pleasing the fond recollection
1   Of yoiuthful emotions and innlocent joy,
Hi hell blest with paternal advice and affection,
Surrounded with mercies, with peace from on
high!
I still view the chair of my father and mother,
The seats of their offspring as ranged on each
hand
And that richest book which excels every other,
The family Bible, which lay on the stand.
The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible,
The family Bible, that lay on the stand.
2 That Bilble. the volnume of God's inspiration,
At mnorn and at evening could yield us delight
The prayer (if our sire was a sweet invocation
For mniercy by day and for safety through night.
Our lhymns of tlhanksgiving with harmony swelling,
All warm from the heart of a family band,
Half raised us from earth to that rapturous dwelling
Described in the Bible that lay ont the stand.
The o~d-fashionedl Bible, &c,
3 Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we parted,
3Iy hopes almost gone, and my parents no more;
In sorrow and sadness I live broken-hearted,
And wander unknown on a far-distant shore.
Yet how can I doubt my Redeemer's protection,
Forgetful of gifts fromi his bountiful hand?
O. let inme, with patience, receive his correction,
And think of the Bible that lay on the stand
The old-fashioned Bible, &c.
227                  C. P. M.
WAKED  by Sinai's awful sound,
AMy  soul in guilt and thrall I foujnd, 
212           SACRED MELODIES.
Exposed to endless wo;
Eternal truth did loud proclaim,
"The sinner must be born again,"
Or else to ruin go.
2 Amazed I stood, but could not tell
Which way to shun the gates of hell,
For death and hell drew near;
I strove, indeed, but strove in vain;
c The sinner must be born again"
Still sounded in my ear.
3 When to the law I trembling fled,
It poured its curses on my head;
I no relief could find.
This fearful truth increased my pain
"The sinner must be born again"
O'erwhelmed my tortured mind.
4 Again did Sinai's thunder roll,
And guilt lay heavy on my soul,
A vast, oppressive load:
Alas! I read and saw it plain,
"The sinner must be born again,"
Or feel the wrath of God.
5 The saints I heard with rapture tell
How Jesus conquered death and hell,
And broke the fowler's snare;
Yet when I found this truth remain,
"The sinner must be born again,"
I sunk in deep despair.
6 But while I thus in anguish lay,
The gracious Savior passed this way, 
SACRED MELODIES. 
And felt his pity move:
The sinner. by his justice slain,
Now by his grace is born again,
And sings redeeming love.
228              8s. & 6s.
UST as I am without one plea,
But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bid'st me come to thee,
0 Lamb of God, I come!
2 Just as I am, and waiting not,
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
0 Lamb of God, I come!
3 Just as I am thouch tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings wvithin, and fears without,
0 Lamb of God, I come!
4 Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need in thee to find,
0 Lamb of God, I come!
5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because thy promise, I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come!
6 Just as I am —thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone,
0 La4mb of God, I come!
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214           SACRED MEELODIES.
229 7s.
lTHE\J thy mortal life is fled,
N    When the death-shades o'er thee
spread,
Wvhen is finished thy career,
Sinner, where wilt thou appear?
2 When the world has passed away,
When draws near the judgment day,
When the awful trump shall sound,
Say, 0 where wilt thou be found?
3 When the Judge descends in light,
Clothed in majesty and might,
When the wicked quail with fear,
Where, 0, where wilt thou appear?
4 What shall soothe thy bursting heart,
When the saints and thou must part?
When the good with joy are crowned,
Sinner, where wilt thou be found?
5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh,
Quickly to the Savior fly;
Then shall peace thy spirit cheer;
Then in heaven shalt thou appear.
230  s. w.
OW sweet the melting lay,
Which breaks upon the ear,
When at the hour of rising day,
Believers join in prayer! 
SA.CRED MELODIES.
2 The breezes waft their cries
Up to Jehovah's throne;
He listens to their humble sighs,
And sends his blessings down.
3 So Jesus rose to pray
Before the morning     light,  Once on the chilling mount did stays
And wrestle all the night.
4 Glory to God on high,i
Who sends his blessings down
To rescue souls condemned to die,
And make his people one.
231
PR,O5' every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
'T is found before the mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads  A place of all on earth most sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3 There is a scene where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
4 There, there, on e,agle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.
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216          SACRED 3BIELODIESi.
232              S.M.
OW charming is the place
H    Where my Redeemer God
Unveils the beauties of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!
To himrn their prayers and cries
Each humble soul presents:
Hie listens to their broken sighs,
And grants them all their wants
3 To them his sovereign will
He graciously imparts 
And in return accepts, with smiles,
The tribute of their hearts.
4 Give me, 0 Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode,
Among the children of thy grace,.
The servants of my God.
233                 7S.
OR  a season called to part,
Let us Inow ourselves commene,
To the gracious eye and heart
Of our ever-present Friend.
2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer;
Tender Shepherd of thy sheep
Let thiy mercy and thy care
All our souls in safety keeps 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 In thy strength may we be strong;
Sweeten every cross and pain;
And our wasting lives prolong,
Till we meet on earth again.
234
OFT be the gently breathing notes,
That sing the Savior's dying love;
Soft as the evening zephyr floats,
Soft as the tuneful lyres above.
How blest the righteous when they die,
When holy souls retire to rest!
How mildly beams the closing eye!
How gently heaves th' expiring breast!
2 Soft as the morning dews descend,
While the sweet lark exulting soars;
So soft, to your Almighty Friend,
Be every sigh your bosom pours.
So fades a summer cloud away:
So sinks the gale when storms are o'er*
So gently shuts the eye of day:
So dies a wave along the shore.
3 True as the magnet to the pole,
So true let your contrition be  So true let all your sorrows roll,
To him who bled upon the tree.
Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears,
Where lig,,hts and shades alternate dwell!
How bright th' unchanging morn appears!
Farewell, inconstant world, farewell
217
L. MK. 
S. CRED MELODIES.
SAW  a wide and well-spread board,
And children young and fair,
Come one by one, the eldest first,
And took their stations there,
All neatly clad and beautiful,
And with familiar tread,
They gathered round with joy to feast
On meats and snow-white bread.
2 Beside the board the father sat,
A smile his features wore
As on thie little group he gazed,
And told their portions o'er.
A meagre form arrayed in rags
Anear the threshold stood,
A half-starved child had wandered there,
To beg a little food.
3 Said one, "'Why standest here, my dear 2
See, there's a vacant seat
Amid the children-and enough
For them and thee to eat."
"Alas, for me!" the child replied,
In tones of deep despair:
"No right have I amid your group,
I have no father there."
4 Oh hour of fate! when from the skies
With notes of deepest dread
The far resounding trump of God
Shall summon forth the dead,
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235
C. M. 
SACRED MIELODIES.               219
What countless hosts shall stand without
The heavenly threshold fair,
And, gazing on the blest, exclaim
I have no father there.
236                 L. M.
K-INDPRED in Christ, for his dear sake
K A hearty welcome here receive;
'\ay we together now partake
The joys which only he can give.
2 May He, by whose kind care we meet,
Send his good spirit from above,
MIake our communications sweet,
And cause our hearts to burn with love.
3 Forgotten be each worldly theme,
AVWhen Christians see eachl other thus;
We only wish to speak of Him
Who lived, and died, and reigns, for us.
4 Thus, as the moments pass away,
WAVe'll love, and wonder, and adore,
Anid long to see the glorious day
Wvhen we shall meet to part no more.
237                     SI
HE hours of evening close;
Its lengthened shadows drawn
O'er scenes of earth, invite repose,
And wait the Sabbath dawn. 
220           SACRED MELODIES.
2 So let its calm prevail
O'er forms of outward care,
Nor thought of earthly things assail
The still retreat of prayer.
3 Our guardian Shepherd near,
His watchful eye will keep,
And safe from violence or fear,
Will fold his flock to sleep.
4 So may a holier light
Than earth's our spirit rouse,
And call us, strengthened by his might,
To pay the Lord our vows.
238                  L. M.
EHOLD a stranger at the door!
He gently knocks-has knocked before;
Has waited long-is waiting still:
You treat no other friend so ill.
2 0, lovely Savior, see, he stands
With melting heart and loaded hands!
0, matchless kindness! and he shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.
3 But will he prove a friend indeed?
He will; the very friend you need:
The friend of sinners-yes,'tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
4 Admit him, ere his anger burn  His feet departed ne'er return:
Admit him, or the hour's at hand
You'll at his door rejected stand. 
SACRED MEILODIES.
239                   c M.
IAZIN'G grace,-how sweet the sound,
A   That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
WVas blind, but now I see.
2'T was grace that taLught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!
3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come:
But grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.
4 Yes, when this flesh and hear t shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
240                  C.M.
BHEN God revealed his gracious name,
uAnd changed my mournful state,
My rapture seemed a pleasing dream,
The grace appeared so great.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 "Great is the work," my neighbors cried,
And owned thy power divine;
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222           SACRED MELODIES.
Great is the work," my heart replied,
"And be the glory thine."
4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night,
3Iake drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those who sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come;
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.
241                   L. M.
THOU my soul forget no more
The Friend who all thy sorrows bore;
Let every idol be forgot;
But 0 my soul forget him not.
2 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief,
And flv to this divine relief;
Nor Him forget, who left his throne,
And for thy life gave up his own.
3 Eternal truth and mercy shine
In him, and he himself is thine:
And canst thou, then, with sin beset,
Such charms, such matchless charms, forget?
4 0, no; till life itself depart,
His name shall cheer and warm my heart;
And, lisping this, from earth I'll rise,
And join the chorus of the skies. 
SACRED MELODIES.
242                  L. M.
IFE is the time to serve the Lord,
Thie time t' insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
2 Life is the hour that God hath given
To'scape from hell and fly to heaven  The day of grace; and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
3 Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands with all your might pursue,
Since no device, nor work, is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
243             The Dying Girl.
O bring them," said the dying fair,
With anguish in her tone:
"Those spotless robes, and jewels rare,
Go bring them every one."
They strewed them on her dying bed,
Those robes of princely cut;
"Father," with bitterness she said,
" For these my soul is lost."
2 "With glorious hopes I once was bless'd,
Nor feared the gaping tomb:
With heaven already in my breast,
I looked for heaven to conme
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224          SAORED MELODIES.
I heard a Savior's pardoning voice,
My soul was fill'd with peace;
Father, you bought me with mere toys,
I bartered heaven for these."
3 "Take themi they are the price of blood,
For these I've lost my soul,
For these, must bear the wrath of God,
While endless ages roll.
Remember when you look on these,
Your daughter's fearful doom,
That she, her pride and thine to please,
Went wailing to the tomb."
4' Come, take them from my sight and touch,
Your gifts I now restore:
Keep them with care, they cost you much,
They cost your daughter more.
"Look on them every rolling year,
On this my dying day,
And shed for me the burning tear,"
She said-and sank away.
244                 C. M.
OD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will. 
SACRED MELODIES.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judlge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face!
5 IHis purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain; i
God is his own interpreter;
And he will make it plain.
245                 C M
HILE shepherds watched their flocks
by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
2 Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind,)
Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
To you and all mankind.
3 To you, in David's town, this day
Is born, of David's lines 
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226          SACRED MELODIEs.
The Savior, who is Christ the Lord
And this shall be the sign:
4 The heavenly babe you there shall find
To human view display'd.
All meanly wrapped in swathing-bands.,
And in a manger laid.
5 Thus spake the seraph: and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God on high,
Who thus address'd their song:
6 All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace:
Good-will henceforth, from heaven to menA.
Begin and never cease.
246         AiR-" Funeral Bello
FAR, far o'er hill and dell,
On the winds stealing
List to the tolling bell,
Mournfully pealing;
Hark! hark! it seems to sayv
As melt those sounds away,
So earthly joys decay,
Whilst new their feeling.
2 Now through the charmed air,
On the winds stealing,
List to the mourner's prayer,
Solemnly bending:
Hark! hark! it seems to say,
Turn from those joys away 
SACRED MIELODIES.
To those which ne'er decay,
For life is ending.
3 O'er a father's dismal tomb,
See the orphan bending,
From the solemn church-yard's gloom
Hear the dirge ascending:
Hark! hark! it seems to say,
How short ambition's sway,
Life's joys and friendship's ray
In the dark grave ending.
4 So when our mortal ties,
Death shall dissever,
Lord, may we reach the skies,
Where care comes never;
And in eternal day,
Joining the angel's lay,
To our Creator pay
Homage forever.
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SABBATH SCHOOL HYMNS.
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HEN  our Fathers, long ago,
Fled from persecution's flame,
O'er the dark tempestuous sea,
Little children with them came.
Little children knelt and pray'd,
With their Sires on freedom's shore,
Rais'd the grateful notes of joy,
Louder than the ocean's roar.
2 Bursting on night's darkest hour,
Children heard the savage yell,
And the loud and fearful cry,
Of their parents, as they fell.
Children sang in later times,
Liberty's inspiring lay,
Glowing hearts in concert hailed,
Each returning festal day.
3 But a nobler, sweeter song,
We this day have met to sing,
Praise to him in Bethlehem born
Him, our Savior and our King.
He has conquered-lo he comes,
Leading captive death and sin;
Open, open wide your gates,
Let the King of glory in.
4 Jesus, Jesus, yes!'t is he,
Evermore the children's friend, 
SACRED MELODIES,
We have one request for thee,
Teachers, faithful teachers send,
Send them through this guilty world,
To make glad th' abodes of sin,
Open, open wide your gates,
Let the King of glory in.
248                7s.
OLY Father, please to hear,
1     Children's praise and humble prayer,
Thou didst give us parents kind,
Teach us ever them to mind.
2 Food and raiment, home and friends,
All we have, thy goodness sends,
And for these, our hearts shall raise
Grateful thanks, and humble praise.
3 Guide our lives in grace and truth,
Through the tempting scene of youth,
And when here our trials cease,
0 receive our souls in peace.
249               s M.
URS  is the Sabbath school,
O Its lessons may we prize,
And grow by every gospel rule,
Unto salvation wise.
2 So all our lives below,
In wisdom's pleasant ways,
The fruits of Sabbath schools shall show
The bliss of Sabbath days.
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230           SACRED MELODIES
3 Then heaven itself shall be,
Our Sabbath school above,
And undisturbed eternity,
One Sabbath school of love.
250               H..
OW kind the Savior's love,
How tenderly he smiled,
While in his arins he took
And blest each little child.
Forbid them not, for such I came,
I love to hear them lisp my name.
2 How oft our teachers pray,
Their efforts do not cease,
That we may find the way,
To happiness and peace.
Urge the message he has sent,
Entreating children to repent:  
ANTI-SLAVERY HYMNS.
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251         AI-A —' M~otI 13 VernoX."
EARKEN, Christian, hear the groaning
J Of the poor oppressed slave;
Hear him now his state bemoaning;
None to pity, none to save.
2 Listen friends of every nation,
To the wailing bondman's pleas
Hear his doleful lamentation,
Hear him sigh for liberty.
3 See him writhie in dreadful angulishb,
On his back the stripes are laid;
Can you see him pine and languish,
And refuse to lend him aid?
4 Will you by your n,otes and silence
Servitude perpetuate?
Can you look without abhorrence
On a system God doth hate?
5 Can you bow with cold indifference,
And the throne of God address?
WVill you there ask no assistance
For the boncman in distress?
d Thinlk ve sons of ease and freedom,
Of the suff'rings he endures;
You would sigh for liberation,
Wl e the slsv.e's condition youi 
232           SACRED M:LODIES.
7 Waken from your sinful slumber?
Shake off now your lethargy,
Burst oppression's chains asunder,
Set the willing captive free.
8 To the contest-onward, freemen,
Sound aloud the jubilee;
To the rescue, sons of freedom,
Give the slave his liberty.
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252             AIR-1 Zion.,"
S ARK! a voice from heaven proclaiming,
11 Comfort to the mourning slave;
God has heard him long complaining,
And extends his arm to save;
Proud oppression,
Soon shall find a shameful grave, &ce
2 See the light of truth is breakling,
Full and clear on every hand:
And the voice of mercy speaking,
Now is heard through all the land.
Firm and fearless,
See the fi-iends of freedom stand, &c.
3 Lo! the nation is arousing
From its slumber long and deep
And the friends of God are waking,
Never, never more to sleep,
While a bonduman
In his chains remains to weep, &e.
4 Long, too long, have we been dreaming
O'er our country's sin and shame. 
Let its now, the time redeeming,
Press the helpless captive's clalm,
Till exulting,
He shall cast aside his chain, &c.
253            AIR-" Orton ville.
HAT mean ye, that ye bruise and bind
v My people, saith the Lord,
And starve your craving brethren's mind
WVho ask to read my word?
2 What mean ye that ye make them toil,
Through long and weary years;
And shed like rain upon your soil,
Their blood and bitter tears?
3 What mean ye, when God's bounteous hand
To you so much has given,
That from the slave who tills your land,
You keep both earth and heaven?
4 What mean ye that ye dare to rend
The tender mother's heart;
Brother from sister, friend from friend,
How dare you make them part'?
5 When at the judgment God shall call,
Where is thy brother? say
What mean ye, to the Judge of all,
To answer on that day?
L. M.
254         At-ir-" Oid Htundred."
TE ask not that the slave should lie,
W As lies his master at his ease,
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SACRED MELODIES. 
A4 RED M-ILODIfF'.
Beneath a silken canopy,
Or in the shade of blooming trees
2 We mourn not that the man should toil
'T is nature's need,'t is God's decree
But let the hand that tills the soil,
Be, like the wind that fans it, free.
3 We ask not,'eye for eye,' that all,
Who forge the chain and ply the whip,
Should feel their torture; while the thrall
Should wield the scourge of mastership
4 WVe only ask, 0 God, that they
Who bind a brother, may relent  But, Great Avenger, we do pray
That the wrong-doer may repent.
C} 5 ~: L. MK.
255            AIR-" Welts."
HE hour of freedom! come it must     O, hastenr it in mercy, Heaven!
When all, who grovel in the dust,
Shall stand erect, their fetters riven.
2 When glorious freedom shall be won
By every caste, complexion, clime,
When tyranny shall be o'erthrown,
And color cease to be a crime.
3 Friend of the poor, long-suff'ring Lord!
This guilty land from ruin save;
Let justice sheathe her glitt'ring sword,
And mercy rescue from the grave. 
SACRED MELO)DIES.
4 And ye, who are like cattle sold,
Ignobly trodden like the earth,
And barter'd constantly for gold,
Your souls debased from their high birth,
5 Bear meekly still your cruel woes,
Light follows darkness, comfort, pain;
So timne shall give you sweet repose,
And sever ev'ry hateful chain.
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256V            AIR-Zion.
EE vyon glorious star ascending
Brightly o'er the Southern sea;
Truth and peace to earth portending,
Herald of a Jubilee.
Hail it, Freemen,
'T is the star of Liberty.
2 Dim at first, but widely spreading,
Soon't will burst supremely bright;
Life and health and comfort shedding,
O'er the shades of moral night.
Hail it, Bondmen,
Slavery cannot bear its light.
3 Few its rays-'t is but the dawning
Of the reign of truth and peace;
Joy to slaves, yet sad forewarning
To the tyrants of our race.
Tremble Tyrants,
Soon your cruel power will cease.
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2-36          SACRED MELODIES,
4 Earth is brighten'd by the glory
Of its mild and peaceful rays
Ransorn'd slaves shall tell the story,
See its light, and sing its praise.
Hail it, Christians,
Harbinger of better davs.
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257           AIR-"' Amierica."
] Y country!'t is of thee,
Strong hold of slavery,
Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died,
Where men man's rights deride,
From every mountain side,
Thy deeds shall ring.
2 5Iy native country! thee,
Where all men are born free,
If white their skin:
I love thy hills and dales,
Thy mounts and pleasant vales,
But hate thy negro sales,
As foulest sin.
3 Let wailing swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees,
The black man's wrong;
Let every tongue awake,
Let bond and free partake,
Let rocks their silence break
The sound prolong.
4 Our Father's God! to thee,
Author of liberty, 
SACRED MIELODIES.
To thee we sing;
Soon may our land be bright,
With holy freedom's right,
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King.
258            AIR-Araby's Daughter.
HE  slave-mother leaned on her mattock full
1       weary,*
At the grey of the dawn, in that home of the dead;
Where the tall city's shade made each green grave
look dreary,
Though spanaled with tears which kind nature
had shed.
But she recked not that cold dews were falling
around her,
Though weary with toil, and though fainting for
food,
For the last tie was broke which to feeling had
bound her,
And froze e'en the fondness for life in her blood.
2 Her children as mothers love, once she had loved
them:
But sold were they all save the corpse by her
side:
God saw all her fears for her child, and removed
them;
And her last pulse of hope with her last babe had
died.
* In the year 1844, near the city of Louisville, Ky.,
as the sexton went to open a grave-yard, he found
there a slave mother digging a grave for her own infant, which, without shroud or coffin, was lying by
her on the earth. Her mistress had sent her thus to
bury her infant, to save the expense of grave-clothes
and coffin!"
237 
238             SACRED) MELODIES.
O, then, though she knew its young eyes first met
her
In language of sniles which the lips could not
speak,
She thought that its safety in death was far better,
Than the joy she had felt when it breathed on her
cheek.
3 And she prayed, as she turned to her strange task,
preparing
The shroudless and coffinless rest for her child,
That soon her torn breast might her babe's sleep be
sharing,
Her heart no more rung, and her brain no more
wild:
For she said, while around her damp vapors aspi         rant
Rose chill from the moist turf which covered the
grave,
That earth was less cold than the heart of a tyrant,
And death far less drear than the life of a slave,
259    AR~cS. M.
259.J J       AIR —" Laban."
"OW long shall Afric's sons,
Be sons of grief and pain,
How long shall slavery curse the earth,
And mercy plead in vain?
2 Lift up your voice to-day
In Freedom's holy cause,
Till all the world in love obey
Their Maker's righteous laws.
3 Then in your blissful songs,
Shall bond and free unite,
His praise to spread, to whom belongs
All majesty and might 
SACRED MELODIES.
260   Air-Pleyel's Hymn.
ORD deliver; thou canst save;
Save from evil, IIighty God;
Hear, oh, hear the kneeling slave,
Break, oh break the oppressor's rod.
2 May the captive's pleading fill
All the earth and all the sky3
Every other voice be still,
While he pleads with God on high.
3 He, whose ear is every where,
Who doth silent sorrow see,
Will regard the captive's prayer,
Will from bondage set him free.
4 Love to man and love to God,
Are the weapons of our war;
These can break th' oppressor's rod,
Burst the bonds that we abhor.
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261   AIR-Morning light is breaking,
OON shall the trump of Freedom,
Resound from shore to shore;
Soon taught by heavenly wisdom,
Man shall oppress no more;
But ev'ry yoke be broken,
Each captive soul set free,
And every heart shall welcome
The day of Jubilee.
239 
240          SACRED MELODIES.
2 Then tyrants' crowns and sceptres,
And victors' wreaths and cars
And galling chains and fetters,
With all the pomp of wars,
Shall in the dust be trodden,
Till time shall be no more;
And peace and joy from heaven
The Lord on earth shall pour.
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262        AIR-" Scots wha hae."
HILDREN of the glorious dead,
Who for freedom fought and bled,
With her banner o'er you spread,
On to victoryi
Not for stern ambition's prize,
Let your hopes or wishes rise,
Lo! your leader from the skies,
Bids you do or die.
2 This is proud oppression's hour,
Storms assail you, will you cow'r,
While beneath a despot's power,
Groans the suff'ring slave,
While on ev'ry southern gale,
Comes the helpless captive's tale,
Comes a voice of woman's wail,
And of man's despair?
3 Never! by your country's shame,
Never! by a Savior's claim,
To the men of ev'ry name,
Whom he died to save;
Onward, then, ye fearless band,
Heart to heart, and hand to hand: 
SACRED MELODIBS.              24 1
Yours shall be the Christian's stand,
Or the martyr's grave.
263
TUNE-'  Ofi ii,. the stilly night."
FT in the chilly night,
Ere slumber's chain has bound me,
When all her silvery light
The moon is pouring round me,
Beneath the ray,
I kneel and pray
That God would give some token,
That slavery's chains,
On Southern plains,
Shall all ere long be broken.
Yes, in the chilly night,
Though slavery's chain has bound me,
Kneel I, and feel the might
Of God's right arm around me
2 When at the driver's call,
In cold or sultry weather,
We slaves, both great and small,
Turn out to toil together,
I feel like one,
From whom the sun
Of hope has long departed;
And morning's light,
And weary night
Still find me broken-hearted.
Thus, when the chilly breath
Of night is sighing round me,
Kneel I, and wish that death
In his cold chain had bound me.
16 
TEMPERANCE H1MNS.
C. M.
24 "            AIr,-" Ortonville."
Y mind to me a kingdom is,
And I would have it free;
For though its small in glory's eyes,
'T is all the world to me.
2 It roves about and sweetly brings,
From earth, and sea, and sky,
Ten thousand bright and glorious things,
Unseen by mortal eye.
3 O! let it once be quench'd and mute,
And lose its eagle ken;
Then I should sink below the brute,
That shuns the haunts of men.
4 There's scarce a brute that God has made,
That would not master me 
Or all my strength, without its aid.
Would its own murderer be.
5 The drunklard's drowsy powers alas!
How weak, and faint, and dim!
Like spectral shades they flit and pass,    What are they worth to him?
6 They change the peaceful joys of home,
To deadliest hate and wo,
And throw a sombre robe of gloom,
On loveliest scenes below, 
SACRED MELODIESo
7 His lively babes that climb his knee,
And laugh his welcome home,
Insulting brats appear to be,
That mock to see him come;
8 And she who meets him at the door,
And smniles her grief to hide,
L'en she, he thinks insults him more,
Than all the world beside.
9 If I the drunklard's bowl reject,
And never taste a jot,
Shall I command the less respect,
Than yonder trembling sot?
10 0! may my mind be not like his,
Then I can sing with glee,
'MSIv mind to me a kingdom is,'
'T is all the world to me.
2 65    AIRt-" Sweet Home."
MID sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam,
Forlorn, and forsaken, deprived of my home;
Intemperance hath robbed me of all that was dear,
Of mv home in the skies, and my happiness here.
" Home! home! sweet, sweet home!"
An exile from God, I shall ne'er find a home.
2 I vainly presumed when I first took the cup,
I could drink if I chose, or I could give it up;
But I tampered too long, too long tempted Heaven,
Till an outcast from God, and his presence  I'm
driven.
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!"
On earth or in heaven, I shall ne'er find a home.
243 
244            SACRED MELODIES.
3 Mly heart-broken wife in her grave hath found rest,
And my children have gone to the land of the blest;
While I a poor wretch, a vile wanderer like Cain,
With the c mark" of the beast, on the earth still
remailn.
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!"
How happy was I with my loved ones at home.
4 Farewell to the soctal endearments of home
Justly loathed by my fellows I wander alone
For presumptuously sinning and tempting the Lord,
Of the fruit of my ways I must reap the reward.
" Home! home! sweet, sweet home 
An exile from God, I shall ne'er find a home.
C. M.
266   AIR-" Auld Lang Syne."
7ITH banner and with badge we come,
'    An army true and strong,
To fight against the hosts of Rum,
And this shall be our song:
CHORPUS.
We love the clear Cold Water Springs,
Supplied by gentle showers;
We feel the strength cold water brings,
The victory is ours."
2 Cold Water-Army is our name,
O may we faithful be,
And so, in truth and justice claim
The blessings of the free.
We love the clear Cold Water Springs, &e.
3 Though others love their rum and wine,
And drink till they are mad,
To water we will still incline, 
SACRED MELODIES.                 245
To make us strong and glad.
We love the clear Cold Water Springs, &c.
4 I pledge to thee this hand of mine,
In faith and friendship strong
And fellow-soldiers we will join
The chorus of our son,.
We love the clear Cold Water Springs, &c.
267    AIR-" Araiby's Daughter."
ARK! hark y-e, O listen to the sorrow and weep          ing
Which rise from the hovel where misery reigns;
To the howl of the winds a wild harmony keeping,
1-hich chills the warm life-blood that speeds thro'
our veins!
Sad, sad is the story those accents are telling,
Like the wNail of the d ing it pierces the air
Oh, what has so blasted that comfortless dwelling?
The monster intemperance is rioting there!
2 The wife, w       ors e than vidowed, forlorn and heart       broken,
'While hunger and -,ant make her little ones cry,
All trembling and pale, hears her terrible token
Of anguish, the steps of her husband are nigh
Those sounds she once caught waith unspeakable
gladness,
While lit with affcton her eye brightly shone
Now sin  k on her bos om, o'er burdened with sad          ness,
Like the funeral knell, or the dirge's low moan'
3 He comes! see, he comes! but no fond salutation,
Breaks forthi from his lips which once murmured
of love;
Those eyes once accustomed to smile approbation,
Look dark as the storm-cloud which mutters
above' 
246         SACRED MELODIES.
Withli oaths and reproaches he vents his displeasure,
And smites the frail form he has vowed to pro       tect
Her tears and entreaties avail in no measure, He treats them with scorn, or with cruel neglect.
4 His babes ceho once crowded arotnd for his bless         in g,,
And sat gaily prattling for joy on his knee;
Familiar with blow   s in the pl tce of caressing,
A,,ay froni their father instinctively flee!
Oh! the  witherin     g curse and the ruin appalling,
Vhich Alcohol wireaks on a stifering world!
Let the people's rebuke like hot thunderbolts falling,
Shower fierce on the fieud, till from earth he is
hurled!
268
AIR-" The rose that all are praising.
1HE  drink that's in the drunkard's bowl,
Is not the drink for me;
It kills his body and his soul;
How sad a sight is he!
But there's a drink which God hath given,
Distilling in the showers of heaven,
In measures large and free
0, that's the drink for me,
0, that's the drink for me,
0, that's the drink for me.
2 The stream that many prize so high, ~
Is not the stream for me;
For he who drinks it, still is dry,
And ever dry he'll be.
But there's a stream so cool and clear,
The thirsty traveller lingers near, 
SACRED MELODIES.
Refreshed and glad is he;
0, that's the stream for me,
0, that's the stream for me,
0, that's the stream for me.
3 The wine cup that so mrnany prize,
Is not the cup for me.
The aching head, the bloated face,
In its sad train I see.
But there's a cup of water pure,
And he who drinks it may be sure,
Of health and length of days;
0, that's the cup for me,
0, that's the cup for me,
0, that's the cup for me.
269          AIR-" SCots wha hae."
RIENDS of Freedom swell the song,
Young and old the strain prolong,
Make the temp'rance army strong,
And on to victory:
Lift vour banners, let them wave,
Onward march a world to save,
WVho would fill a drunkard's grave,
And bear his infamy?
2 Shrink not when the foe appears;
Spurn the coward's guilty fears,
Hear the shrieks, behold the tears,
Of ruined families.
Raise the crv in every spot,
Touch not, Taste not, Handle not,
1241 
248           SACRED MELODIES.
Who would be a drunken sot,
The worst of miseries!
3 Give the aching bosom rest,
Carry joy to every breast,
Make the wretched drun.kard blest,
By living soberly.
Raise the glorious watchword highs
Touch not, taste slot, till you die,'
Let the echo reach the sky,
And earth keep jubilee.
4 God of mercy hear us plead,
For thy help we intercede,
See how many bosoms bleed,
And heal them speedily.
Hasten, Lord, the happy day,
When, beneath thy gentle sway,
TEMPERAX,CE all the world shall sway
And reign triumphantly 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
A CHARGE to keep I have,             -
Afflictions though they seem severe,   -
A fountain in Jetsus which runs, &c.   -
Ah, whither should I go,    -    -    -
Alas! and did mly Savior bleed,   -    -
All hail the power of Jesus' name,     -
Amazing grace how sweet the sotd,  -
Almighty Savior, here we stand,   -   -
Am I a soldier of the cross,    -   -   -
And let this feeble body fail,    -    -
A poor wayfaring man of grief,   -   -
Arise and shine, 0 Zion fair,   -    -
Arise my soul, arise,    -    -
As near to Calvary I pass,   -    -   -
As on the cross the Savior hung,   -   -
At life's early morn,    -    -    -   -
Awake my soul to joyful lays,           -
Away my doubts, begone my fears,    -
Awaked by Sinai's awful sound,   -   -
BACKSLIDERS who your misery, &e.
Before thy throne, 0 Lord, we bow,    -
Begone unbelief, my Savior is near,
Behold a stranger at the door,             2
Behold the grave where Jesus lay,    -
Blow ye the trumpet, blow,    -          -
Brethren, we have met for worship,    -
Brethren, while we sojourn here,   -  -
Burst ye emerald gates and bring,      -
By whom was David taught,    -    -
CALL'D to a sense- of duty, 
GE.
125
159
43
72
51
114
221
72
3
91
148
110
52
169
26
174
120
136
211
186
86
41
220
76
96
12
23
79
31
112 
250        INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
Children of the heavenly King,   -   -
Children of Zion what harp notes, &c. 
Come anxious sinner in whose breast,
Come hither all ye weary souls,   -   -
Come Holy Slpirit, heav'nly dove,    -   -
Comne let us use the grace divine,     -
Come, my brethren, let us try,    -    -
Come old and come young, and hear, &c.
Come thou fount of every blessing,       -
Come we that love the Lord,       -    -
Come ye converts, come and welcome,
Come ye disconsolate, where'er, &c.   -
Come ye sinners, poor and needy,        -
DANIEL'S wisdom may I know,
Dark and thorny is the desert,      -
Day of Judgment, day of wonders,
Did Christ o'er sinners weep,      -
Do we not know that solemn word,
ETERNITY is just at hand!    -
Farewell my brethren in the Lord,
Farewell vain world. I bid adieu,      -
Far, far o'er hill and dell,    -     -
Father what'er of earthly bliss,  - -
Fly thou heavenly gospel message,
For a season called to part,    -    -
Friends for whoom a Savior died,        
F'rom all that's mortal, all that's vain',
From every stormy wind that blows,
From Greenland's icy mountains,
From whence doth this union arise,
GENTLY, Lord, 0 gently lead us,
Glory to God, that I have found,
141
133
36
189
49
121
19
181
28
29
167
12
67
208
16
209
15
75
160
207
130
226
176
'93
216
103
137
215
94
20
"210
15 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
God moves in a mysterious way,         -    224
Go bring them, said the dying fair,   -   223
Go preach my gospel, saith the Lord,  -   93
Go when the morning shineth,    -   -   117
Go worship at Immanuel's feet,        -    135
Guide me, 0 thou great Jehovah,    -    127
HAIL dearest, sweetest tie that binds,        98
Hail heavenly love that first began,   -   163
Hail thou blest morn, when the, &c.    -   36
Hail! thou once despised Jesus,  -  -   124
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad, &c. 200
Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow,       - -   89
Hark! listen to the trumpeters,    -   -   108
Hark my soul, it is the Lord,      -    -    47
Hark, sinner, while God from on high, &c. 188
Hark! the pealing,    -    -    -    -  138
Hark! what cry arrests my ear,   -   -   92
Hearken, ye sprightly, and attend, &c.      160
Hear the royal proclamation,       -    -  178
He dies! the Friend of sinners dies,   -    64
Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam,  198
How can 1 sleep when angels sing,   -   129
How charming is the place,       -    -    216
How firm a foundation, ye saints of, &c.    18
How happy everv child of grace,        -      66
Hlow happy is the man, &c.       -    -    155
How happv is the man  vlwho hears,          103
Htow happy is the pilgrim's lot,    -        58
HIow lost vas my condition        -           82
How lovely the place where the Savior, &c. 176
How painfully pleasing the fond, &c.   -  211
How  precious is the name, &c.    -            6
How prone are professors to rest, &c.       195
251 
252      INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
How sweet in the musing of faith, &c.       175
How sweet to reflect on those joys, &c.    119
How sweet the melting lay,    -    -    214
How tedious and tasteless the hours,   -   56
I HAVE sought round the verdant earth, 146
I knew I was a sinuner, the call, &c.    -    7
I'll sing a song which doth belong,   -    199
I long to see the season come,     -   -   196
I love to steal awhile away,    -    -       39
I'm a lonely trav'ler here,    -    -   -  106
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger,     -      9
I'mn not ashamed to own my Lord,    -    70
I'm on my way to Canaan,        -    -    116
In all my Lord's appointed ways,    -        77
In evil long I took delight,    -             4
I once enjoyed my Lord,       -    -   -  142
I saw a wide and well spread board,   -  218
I would not live alway, &c.    -    -        71
JERUSALEM, Tnmy happy home.    -             46
Jesus! and shall it ever be,     -    -    87
Jesus died on Calvary's mountain,    -    205
Jesus Christ has power alone,      -    -  193
Jesus, I my cross have taken,        -    54
Jesus my all to heaven has gone,    -   -    5
Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend,    -   192
Just as I am, without one plea,     -   - 213
Joyfully, joyfully onward I tove,      -   205
KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake,  219
LET every mortal ear attend,         - -   129
Let thy kingdom, blessed Savior,      -    170
Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends,   84
Life is the time to serve the Lord,    -   223 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
Lift up your hearts to things above,    -
Like a ship, see the church, &c.   -   -
Lo he comes, with clouds descending,   -
Lord, at thy temple we appear,      -   -
Lord, in the morning thou shalt, &c.   -
Lo~srd whe1n toX'ethernv herenw meet,     
IERCY, 0 thou son of David,   -   -
Mighty Godl, on thee we call,    -   -
MIournfully, tender ly,     -     -    -
Mlust Simon bear his cross alone,      -
MAy Christian friends, in bonds, &c.
My days, my weeks, my months, &c.   -
Mly sins, how numnerous, Lord, they are,
NOW  behold the Sa*ior pleading,        -
Now is the time, th' accepted hour,
0 CARELESS sinner, come,            - 
0 come, come away, from sin, &c.        -
0, could my soul this morning rise,   -
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness,    -
O for a closer walk with God,    -    -
O for a heart that loves to pray,   -   -
O for that tenderness of heart,     -
O how happy are they,        -    -    -
O land of rest, for thee I sigh,    -   -
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,        -
O Savior of sinners, when faint, &c.    -
O tell me where the dove is flown,
O thou in whose presence,       -   -   -
O thou my soul forget no more,   -   -
O turn ye, poor sinners, for why will, &c.
Our Father, who in heaven art,       -   -
253
88
173
44
62
152
123
162
112
204
99
143
134
55
184
11
165
122
65
57
178
50
85
126
37
151
61
201
140
59
222
53
201 
254        INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
O when shall I see Jesus,      -    -
PRAYER is appointed to convey,
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,
Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,
PISE, Snn of gloryv, rise     D,   _ 
Rouse ye, at the Savior's call,        -
SALEMI'S bright King, Jesus by name,
Salvation, 0, the joyful sound!   -
Savior, visit thy plantation,   -    -
Saw ye my Savior! Saw ye my Savior!
Say, brethren dear, why sleep we here,
Say sinner, hath a voice within,    -   -
See, brothers, see how the day rolls on,
See the eternal Judge descending,      -
Since mnan by sin has lost his God,
Sinners, this solemn truth regard, 
Sinners, turn, why will you die?  - 
Sinners, will you scorn the message,   -
Sister, thou wast mild and lovely,    -
Soft be the gently breathing notes,   -
Stop, poor sinner, stop and think,     -
THE chariot, the chariot, its wheels, &c.
The Christian has a light to shine,    -
The day is past and gone;       -     -
The gospel trumpet has been blown,   -
The glorious light of Zion is spreading &c.
The Lord has call'd me, has call'd me, &c.
The Lord into his garden comes,        -
The hours of evening close,      -    -
The morning light is breaking,   -   -
Thep,           worldlings covet,     - 
The p ff~:Ca1J~d Christians,    -    -
41
168
190
190
101
150
73
31
203
9
181
84
104
119
78.-..
88
118
48
185
217
114
187
180
24
45
166
179
33
219,l
100
81
132 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
The pleasures of earth, I have seen, &c.
The pure testimony pour'd forth, &c.   -
The rains descended, and the floods, 
There is a fountain filled with blood,  -
There is a happy land, far, far away,
Thiere is a land of pure delight,  -=
There is an hour of peaceful rest,
There is an hour divinely blest,   -
There's not a bright and beaming smile,
The voice of free grace cries, &c. 
This book is all that's left me now!     
This world is all a fleeting show,
Thou art gone to the grave, &c.
Thou sweet gliding Cedron, &c.
Though youth's delightful bloom,    -
Together let us sweetly live,    -   - 
To leave my dear friends, &c.   -   -
To the flowing stream of Jordan,    -
Triumphant Zion, lift thy head,
WATCHMAIAN! tell us of the night,
We are on our journey home,   -   -
Welcome sweet day of rest,    -    -
We're trav'ling home to heaven above,
What heavenly music do I hear,         -
What sound is this salutes my ear?   -
What's this that steals upon my frame,
What various hindrances we meet,    -
When converts first begin to sing,    -
When for the eternal world I steer,   -
W5hen God resealed his gracious name,
When I can read my title clear,  -    - -
When Joseph his brethren beheld,    -
When marshall'd on the nightly plains
255
70
17
6
105
144
128
63
164
77
169
8
107
195
189
183
152
25
75
177
97
1 "2
34
147
27
109
153
80
156
139
221
32
157
2113 
256      INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
When shall we all meet again?   -   -   131
When sorrows encompass around,          -  126
When strangers stand and hear moe tell,    30
When thou, my righteous Judge, &c.    - 14
When torn is the bosom by sorrow, &c.   194
When thy mortal life is fled,        -      214
Where is now a righteous Noah?    -   154
Where two or three, with sweet accord,        19
While nature was smiling ill stillness, &c. 161
While shepherds watched their flocks, &c. 225
Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger.   -  21
Who but thou, almighty Spirit,   -   -   102
Why sleep we, my brethren, come, &c.  -  69
Why, oh my soul, why weepest thou?    172
Will you come to the cross I have, &c.    145
YE  burden'd souls, to Jesus come,    -  141
Ye heralds of the cross, go forth,   -  -  183
Ye objects of sense, and enjoyments, &c.   39
Ye who know your sins forgiven,        -    186
Yes, my native land, I love thee,       -    95
Young people all attention give,       -     35
SABBATH SCHOOL HYMNS com      mence on page       -    -    -      228
ANTI-SLAVERY HYMNS commence
on page                   --         231
TEMPERANCE HYMNS commence
on page      --                      242