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THE

HIGHWAY HYMN

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CHOICE COLLECTION

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POPOLjlR mil^ AND MUSIC,

NEW AND OLD.

Arranged for JVork in Cctnip, Convention, Church and Home.

BY

REV, ISAIAH REIP '™ REV, GEO, U BROV/N,

Published at The Highway Office, Nevada, Iowa. All rights reserved hi/ Isaiah Reid and Ceo. L, Brown.

PREFACE TO HIGHWAY HYMNS,

^^ Whoso offereth praise glorifieth mey Ps. 50:23.

fHE aim of this little collection is only a convenient pocket copy of the songs we usually sing at the present time in our camp and social meet- ings. Some words are old, some new. The people love to sing them and we love to help them by putting the words before them. We think the value of the cleansing blood is fully written therein. They are full of salvation with no "prone to wander" lines at all. Sing on, and believe on, till you enter in. And may He teach you to sing with the Spirit and with the understand- ing also. Your brethren in Jesus.

ISAIAH REID, H. F. ASHCRAFT, F. H. ASHCRAFT.

PREFACE TO HIGHWAY HYMNAU

W^AE claim this to be a good collection, if not the best, of tried hymns, and YV choruses. The new pieces are offered like all other new things, on trial. Attention is called to the pages containing a system of "call" and "altar" songs and choruses. Either page is worth ten times the price of the book. In your social meetings try Pisgah, Windham, Atonement, Duane Street, etc, tunes now discarded from the great church hymn books, and notice the power and majes- ty in them. Many do not like spiritual songs, on account, as they say, of their "mannerisms and flipancy." We often, as Wm. Taylor says, hear them appro- priately singing;

"In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise, Hosannah^ languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies."

Let them get an experience which voices itself like this:

"My Sun no more goes down by day My moon no more is waning My feet ran swift the Shining Way The heavenly portals gaining,"

and the sweet soul-music and stirring "Amen," of the "pilgrims" will no longer grate harshly on their ears.

ISAIAH REID,

GEO. L. BROWN.

NOTE. We have not intentionally used any copy-righted piece Avithout permission. If any one finds his production thus used, he will please send bill for his usual price.

.%Sr ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

IGtiWAY IMYPJAL.

No. 1.

THE WHITE FLAG.

Words by D. J. MANDELL. Music by GEO. L. BROWN.

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1. Our Flag has the hue of a seraph's pure robe, As if bom from the

2. Our Flag is a flag of rare beau- ty and bloom.Which the storm and the

3. Our Flag is a flag of the brave and the blest, Who would strive but to

4. Our Flag has the charm of delight for the eye Of a world long dis-

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blaze of a star, It shall shine on each breeze, and shall float o'er the globe

night can not shroud ; Midst the shadow it brightens and glows thro' the gloom

hon -or and save; It shall guide, it shall lead on to safe- ty and rest

tressed and forlorn ; It shall gild the dark earth, where it flames thro' the sky,

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Like a Smile, like a Smile on the air, Like a Smile, like a Smile on the air. Like the Bow, like the Bow in the cloud. Like the Bow, like the Bow in the cloud. Like the Light, like the Light on the wave,Likethe Light, like the Light on the wave. Like the Blush, like the Blush of the morn. Like the Blush, like the Blush of the morn.

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A VOICE FROM EDEN.

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2 I hear hope singing, sweetly singing,

Softly in an undertone, And singing as if God had taught it, "It is better farther on."

3 By night and day it sings the same song

Sings it while I sit alone. And sings it so the heart may hear it : " It is better farther on."

4 It sits upon the grave and sings it.

Sings it when the heart would groan, And sings it when the shadows darken; " It is better farther on."

5 Still farther on ! oh, how much farther?

Count the mile-stones one by one ; No ! no ! no counting — only trusting : "It is better farther on."

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Whose sweet waters are life to my soul.

And the gift I enjoy in the Giver, Since in Jesus I'm happy and whole.

Little ones, let us journey together, Let us shine in the Lord's perfect love ;

Let us labor and pray for each other Till the angels shall waft us above.

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1 Why walk ye, my brother,in sadness, Whydwell ye in leanness of soul? —

2 Then conic without credit or money, For the promise is "only be-lieve;"

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When Je - sus hath promised you gladness, — "When the larder close by is so full ? Here are o - ceans of milk and of honey, For an - y who care to re - ceive.

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Our King's is a bountiful table, Let mortal despoil it who can.

4 Ye poor, wretched starvelings of Zion, The Father commands you to eat,

Here is meat that came forth from our Lion, Here are garners of barley and wheat

5 Why build yc of -straw and of stubble, With silver in reach of your hand?

In the great day of burning and trouble, Your building of straAv will not stand.

6 Who eats the sweet manna may labor, Who labors way wear a bright crown ;

Go eat, and then strengthen thy neighbor, E'er thy day and probation are flown.

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2 Peering far in - to the eth- er, Thro' the lightly rustling bough, Zephyrs soft

3 Comes a half-heard,far-olf murmur,Comes a sweet and holy strain,Softly quiv'ring

4 Oh , thou shining Golden Cit-yi I shall one day come to thee! King of Glo- ry —

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1 Come Thou fount of every bleasing,

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise;

Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above;

Praise the mount. I'm fixed upon it! Mount of Thy redeeming love.

Here I'll raise my Ebenezer,

Hither by Thy help I'm come; And I hope by Thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. 4 Jesua sought me when a stranger.

Wandering from the fold of God ; He to rescue me from danger. Interposed His precious b'.ood.

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2 Quick as light in its motion my .soul was laid bare ;Quick as thought I wa.s

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4 Came again the still voice as I bowed in deep woe, And it said : " I have somewhat for thee — Will you leave all you love ? — will you go where I go ? Will you dare to be nothing for Me /"'

5 Then I trembled with fear, but I spoke all my soul, And I answered : " Lord help me — 1 wilt:' Came the voice once again, and it said " Be ye whole," And I drank of His fulness my fill.

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2 I lay me down at Mercy's throne. Oh, seal me, Saviour, save thine own. My all to Thee, I now resign.

Cleanse Thou my soul, sweet Master mine.

3 Lonfjtime I've prayed, andlong have sought, This priceless gilt Thy blood hath bought. Lord, take me, make me free from sin. Oh, let thy fulness noT.v shine in.

4 I've heard the glad triumphant shout.

Of heart made clean, of sin cast out. Oh, mighty Father, Fount of love, Thy glorious promise let me prove.

5 What's this that's stealing o'er my frame ? What means this holy heavenly flame ? The Lord is come, is come to me, My cup is full, my soul is froe !

Oh, Glory, Glory peace divine ! I am my Lord's and he is mine.

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2 Oh, leave thy sinning, Love beginning.

Lest in this dark va^ ; ye die. Life awaits you, Life and glory. Lift thine eye. Why wait ye ? Why doubt me ?

Look up — 'tis Jesus speaks to thee, " I am the life, the way, the door. Thy sin and all thy guilt I bore,

I paid it all on Calvary. Except my blood hath covered thee My Father God thou shalt not see

But thou shalt die.'"

No. 9.

LET THE MEETING GO ON.

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1. An old soldier I stand, With my sword in my hand, Till I catch the glad summonsdi-

2. "Let the meeting go on!" I shall shortly begone ! Letanoth-er the message re-

3. " Let the meeting go on!" When the conquest is won. And the Lord from theop'ning

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He suffered once without the gate That he might change thy sinful state ; Oh, enter now, the holy place ; Oh, be filled with love and peace ; Oh, hear him say : " Come follow me, For thou must pure and holy be." His oAvn He'll ne'er forsake or leave ; Oh, believe! believe! believe!

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Fredrick WiLiLiam Tabor, D.D., was a Roman Catholic priest, born in

England, June 28, 1815, afid died in 186:^. He was a man of deep

piety. The following poem describes his own conversion.

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1. There was naught in GDd's world half so dark or S3 vile As the sin and the bondage that fettered my soul; There was naught half so base as the malice and guile Of my own sordid passions,or Satan's control.

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For years I have borne about hell m my breast,

When I thought of my God it was nothing but gloom ; Day brought me no pleasure, night gave me no rest,

There was still the grim shadow of horrible doom. It seemed as if nothing less likely could be

Than that light should break in on a dungeon so deep ; To create a new world were less hard than to free

The slave from his bondage, the soul from its sleep. But the Word had gone forth, saying : " Let there be light."

And it flashed through my soul like a sharp, passing smart ; One look from my Saviour, and all the dark night

Like a dream scarce remembered, was gone from my heart, i I cried out for mercy and fell on my knees.

And confessed while my heart with keen anguish was wrung ; 'Twas the labor of minutes and years of disease

Fell as fast from my soul as the words from my tongue. I And now, blest be God and the dear Lord that died !

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3 Oh, cross of Jesus, sweet cross, sweet cross, Thy cross I'll bear — help me, sweet cross, sweet cross,

How light the cross of Jesus is When borne in faith and holiness. Whene'er His holy spirit dwells in me ; Whom we have oft and sorely grieved away, away.

4 Now keep me ever, keep me, keep me. Close to thy bleeding side keep me, keep me.

How glorious ! how glorious. The fellowship of Jesus is. Whene'er we're walking in His holy

light. Which we by sin once made a dark and dreary night.

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1 Must Je - sus bear the cross a - lone. And all the world go free ?

2 How hap - py are the saints a - bove Who once went sorrowing here ;

3 The con - se - era -ted cross I'll bear. Till death shall set me free.

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All the world is on the breakers,

Stand not idly by, Jesus sends a call for woi'kers,

Where can he rely?

Cho.— Glory, glory, hallelujah, Christ hath set me free. And my loyal soul is singing. "Here am I, send me."

2 Everlasting woe awaits them,

'Neath the parted wave. Who will tell the lost and dying Christ is strong to save !

3 Hark the wreck is loudly crashing.

On the billows high. If tliey hear not of the rescue, Souls are doomed to die.

i Who will hear the Saviour's message. Ere the chance be o'er? Ere the waters dark engulf them. And they rise no more.

5 Sheltered in the Rock of Ages,

Safe from storm and sea. All within my soul is saying, "Here am I, send me."

6 Blood divine is freely streaming.

Cleansing in its flow. Now to lead them to the fountain, Jesus, I will go.

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From Beulah Songs. Jesus, Lord, I come to Thee,

Wash'd in the blood of the Lamb ! Set my longing spirit free,

Wash'd in the blood of the Lamb.

Cho.— I'm redeera'd, red 'em'd,

Wash'd in the blood of the Lamb. I'm redeem'd. redeem'd.

I am wash'd in the blood of the Lamb !

2 Speak, and let my heart be clean,

Wash'd, etc Fully sav'd from inbred sin, Wash'd .etc.

Cho. — Redeem'd, redeem'd, etc.

3 Cleanse me, wash me white as snow, Let me all Thy fullness know,

i To my heart the bliss reveal, Fix on me the Spirit's seal,

5 All thy fullness now I claim, Through the dear Redeemer's name,

6 I am sav'd by blood divine. All the bliss of faith is mine,

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From Holiness Songs, with per. Tune— "Repeat the story o'er and o'er."

I walk with Jesus day by day,

Nor ever turn aside. No Lion tracks the King's highwaj'.

And there would I abide.

Cho.— For I am going thi-ough. To God I will be true; Go thro' the gates, cast up the way, For I am going through.

i Here God's redeemed are walking still. In fellowship so dear. And doing Jesus' blessed will, Are kept from sin and fear.

5 O, let us lift the standard high, And let it float afar; It signals Jesus' victory. In all this holy war.

t 'Tis trailing on the dusty sward, O, lift it, lift it high. Till "holiness unto the Lord,'' Shall echo through the sky..'

5 Cast out the s'ones. and make them room. Prepare the people's way. With joy the ransomed ones shall come, And gi-ief shall flee away,

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Down at the cross where my Saviour died, Down where for cleansing from sin I crie I, There to my heart was the blood applied, Glory to His name.

Cho— Glory to His name, glory to his name.

There to my heart was the blood applied. Glbi-y to his name.

2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, Jesus so sweetly abides within.

Here at the cross where he took me in; Gloi-y to his name.

3 O precioiis fountain, that saves from sin;

1 am so glad I have entered in;

Here Jesus saves me and keeps me clean; Glory to his name.

4 Come to this fountain so rich and sweet; Cast thy poor soul at the Saviour's feet: Plunge" in to-day and be made complete;

Glory to his name.

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From Holiness Songs, with per. Tune— "Jesus will help if you try-"

Oh, what will it profit, my brother.

Houses and acres so broad? No title to mansions in glory,

None to the city of God.

Cho.— What will it profit? What will it profit? Though the whole world be thine own, When death shall have called thee, Thy soul lost forever, Mercy departed and flown.

2 Oh, what will it profit, my brothei-,

Silver and gold for thy store. But never hast bought of thy Saviour, Gold that will last evermore?

3 Oh, what will it profit, my brother.

Friendships to share and to make. And kniiw not in friendship most precious, One who hast died for thy sake?

4 Oh. what will it profit, my brother,

Earthly ambition and fame. If Christ in his Life book, in glory, Never has wi'itten thy name?

5 Oh, what will it profit, my brother,

Treasui-es of knowledge to hold.

And know not the God of salvation,

Know not the love still untold?

6 Oh, what will it profit, my brother,

Rivers of pleasure to have. And never to drink of Life's river. Never to plunge in its wave?

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JESUS MAKES ME FREE INDEED.

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For ye shall be filled — O ! hear that sweet voice Inviting you now to the banquet of God : Step out on the promise, — get under the blood.

3 Who sighs for a heart from iniquity free ?

O, poor troubled soul! there's a promise for thee ; Thou shalt rest, weary one, in the bosom of God ; Step out on the promise, — get under the blood.

4 The promise don't save, though the promise is true,

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It cleanses me now, O glory to God !

I rest on the promise, — I'm under the blood.

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Thy flowing wounds supply. Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die.

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

I'll sing thy power to save. When this poor, lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave.

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From Holiness Songs, with per. Tune— "Do you hear the Saviour calling?"

Joys are flowing like a river, Since the Comforter has come;

He abides with us forever, Makes the trusting heart his home.

Cho.— Blessed quietness, holy qviietness, What assurance in my soul, On the stormy sea, speaking peace to me. How the billows cease to roll.

3 Springing into life and gladness. All around this glorious Guest, Banished unbelief and sadness. And we just obey and rest.

3 Like the rain that falls from heaven,

Like the sunlight from the sky. So the Holy Ghost is given. Coming on us from on high.

4 See, a fruitful field is growing.

Blessed fruits of righteousness; And the streams of life are flowing. In the lonely wilderness.

5 What a wonderful salvation.

Where we always see his face ; What a peaceful habitation. What a quiet resting place.

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Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine ! Heir of salvation, purchased of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

Cho— This is my story, this is my song.

Praising my Saviour all the day long; This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Saviour all the day long.

3 Perfect salvation, perfect delight. Visions of rapture burst on my sight; Angels descending, bring from above, Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

3 Perfect submission, all is at rest; I in my Saviour am happy and blest ; Watching and waiting, looking above. Filled with his Spirit, lost in his love.

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From the Garner. Jesus my Lord to thee I cry.

Unless thou help me I must die. Oh, bring Thy free salvation nigh,

And take me as I am !

Cho — Take me as I am, take me as I am;

Oh, bring Thy tree salvation nigh, and take me as I am !

2 Helpless I am, and full of guilt.

But yet for me Thy blood was spilt. And thou canst make me what Thou wilt. And take me as I am I

3 I thirst, I long to know Thy love.

Thy full salvation I would prove ; But since to Thee I cannot move. Oh, take me as I am I

4 If Thou hast work for me to do.

Inspire my will, my heart renew, And work both in and by me too, But take me as I am !

5 And when at last the work is done,

The battle o'er, the victory won, Still, still my cry shall be alone. Oh, take me as I am !

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If you get there before I do.

When the general roll iscalled, I'll be there;

Look out for me, I'm coming too.

When the general roll is called, I'll be there

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When the general roll is called, I'll be there.

3 We're pressing on to Canaan's land.

We'll join the blood-washed pilgi'im band.

3 Then we'll go up the shining way.

We'll praise the Lord thro' endless day.

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Come, ye 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.

3 Now, ye needj^ come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify;

True belief and true repentance— Every grace that brings you nigh —

Without money. Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

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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 wearj% heavy laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall,

If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all.

Not the righteous- Sinners Jesus came to call.

5 Agonizing in the garden Your Redeemer prostrate lies ;

On the bloody tree behold him. Hear him cry, before he dies,

Itisflnish'd!— Sinners, will not this suffice?

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood :

Venture on him, venture freely; Let no other trust inti-ude :

None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good.

7 Saints and angels join in concert Sing the praises of the Lamb,

While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name :

Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same.

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SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT.

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3 The brightest day I ever saw, When Jesus made me free ;

Angels ! etc. Just across the water my Saviour waits Swing low ! etc. [for me.

4 He saves and keeps me ever. And sweetly dwells in me ;

Angels ! etc. Just beyond the border He stands and beckons me.

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5 O Sinner, come go with me, Bright glory waits for thee ;

Angels ! etc. From sadness, care and sorrow He beckons you and me. Swing low .' efc.

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WITH GLORY IN MY SOUL.

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I'm bound for endless day. And though the storms are raging

I'll sail along the way.

With glory in my soul.

I'm now a Christian sailor,

One of the noisy crew, I shout when I am happy,

And that I mean to do ; Some say I am too noisy,

I know the reason why. And if they felt the glory,

They'd shout as well as I, With glory in my soul.

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They sing and shout in heaven,

And this is their delight ; I shout when I get happy.

And that with all my might ; I've Jesus Christ within me,

He's turned the devil out. And when I feel the glory.

It makes me sing and shout. With glory in my soul.

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Walk with us in the way. Come on, come on, my brethern,

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And heaven heaves in view. With glory in my soul.

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For this I do not care, I'll urge my way to glory,

And shout and never fear ; And when I reach the landing place,

With those who've gone before, Amid the blaze of glory,

I'll shout forevermore,

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By GEO. L. BROWN.

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4 Oh, bought of God ! Oh, blood-washed throng ! I almost hear thy trumpet song.

From sun to sun in thunder tone,

" All glory to the Great White Throne !"

5 Oh, holy. Lord of Sabaoth!

Oh, God-sent Spouse ! Oh, plighted troth ! Oh, blood-redeemed and spotless bride ! In Thee my soul is satisfied.

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4 Oh, tell to sinner, saint, and all,

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5 Not many mighty ones are called,

Not many wise and great,

Then tell it oft, ye little ones,

For soon 'twill be too late.

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Where doubt nor sin may dwell, We'll sing the same old story o'er, Which now we love to tell.

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Oh I the AvomliTS of creation, And the work of nature's God,

Call foi-sonjrs of admiration As we travel life's rough road.

Chc— Who can say without blushing,

Without fear of the chastening rod, Who can say in the light of reason, "I believe there is no God?"

2 Behold the stars above us shining,

Sending forth their twinliling light; And the moon is ever acting As the police in the night.

3 Behold the sun in splendor shining.

Pouring lij-ht and warmth abroad; Who can look upon its glory And then say there is no God?

4 See the world in all its beauty

With its ocean's broad expanse; See the forests and their verdure Scattered broadcast o'er the land.

5 The world is filled with living creatures

Some are great and some are small ; And our God, the God of heaven, Hath placed mankind over all.

6 Little streamlets from their mountain,

Pouring forth their crystal flood. And the birdie's as they warble,— All things tell us there's a God.

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Jesus, thine all victorious love

Shed in my heart abroad; Then shall my feet no longer rove, Rooted and fixed in God.

2 O, that in me the sacred fire

Might now begin to glow; Burn up the dross of base desire. And make the mountains flow.

3 O, that it now from heaven might fall.

And all my sin consume : Come Holy Ghost, for thee I call; Spirit of burning, come.

4 Eefining fire go through my heart.

Illuminate my soul; Scatter thy life through every part, And sanctify the whole.

4 My steadfast soul, from falling free Shall then no longer move; '

W hile Christ is all the world to me, And all my heart is love.

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Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,

Thou art all in all to me; I am in the cleansing fountain,

Flowing still so pure and free. I am willing. Yes, I'm willing

To be led by thy great love, -"11 I claim the golden promise,

Of a home in heaven above.

2 When I heard of thy gi-eat kindness, And thy dying love, to save

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All my sins I took to Jesus, Told him what I longed to claim:

Then I got the longed for promise. Free salvation through his name.

3 Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,

In thy service 1 will die; Fill me with thy Holy Spirit,

And then Satan I'll defy. Come thou near me, and dwell in me,

Take and use me for thine own; Help me by thy grace and Spirit,

Just to live for thee alone.

4 Jesus, Jesus, loving Jesus,

We are waiting now for thee; Let us have that blessed token—

'Twas so freely shed for me. And I know that thou canst show it,

By thy Holy Spirit's power. Come, dear Jesus, now, and fill me,

Ever fill me from this hour.

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From Holiness Songs, with per. Tune— "What can Wash away my Sins." Like the lillies toiling not.

Casting every care on Jesus. Like the birds, no anxious thought. Casting every care on Jesus.

Cho.— Oh, glorious place of rest.

No more by cares oppi-essed, Leaning on Jesus' breast, Casting every care on Jesus.

3 I have peace amid the waves, &c. Troubles come but Jesus saves, &c.

3 Singing in the trying hour, &c. Broken is the tempter's power, &c.

4 Trusting Him for daily bread, &c. Soul and body both are fed, &c.

5 Burdened once, but now relieved, &c. How it heals the spirit grieved, &c.

6 Following where ere he goes, &c. Satisfied that Jesus knows, &c.

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Am 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 Since 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 see the triumph from afar — By faith they bring it nigh.

6 When that illustrious day shall rise,

And all thy armies shine In robes of vict'ry through the skies, The glory shall 'be thine.

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Has usury builded some part of our gains, ' And torn a poor neighbor's barn down ?

Are our pleasures made sweet by another one's pains.? Are we smiling because of his frown ?

Let us not be deceived, for our God is not mocked ; Ever weak is the hand that's impure; Unto such is Jehovah's great store-house e'er locked. And their labor shall never endure.

By none shall the Father's bright glory be seen. Save the holy and pure in heart ;

Neither here nor in heav'n shall the soul that's unclean. Have a share in the sweet " better part."

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Then turns the mind from wasted years, 'Tis then the long-forgotten Jesus

Is sought in bitter tears.

Oh, let me not to death go down Beneath an angered Saviour's frown ; But let my life, and strength of days, Be spent to my Redeemer's ])raise,

In gathering fruit till he appears ; 'Tis then the mercy-loving Jesus

Will wipe away my tears.

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OUR HOME IN GLORY.

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That goal for the way-worn feet, Where life's eternal ocean rolls,

Where are angels harping sweet. There are waving palms and robes of white

Prepared by the King of heaven ; There are harps of gold and crowns of light

For the ransomed ones forgiven.

Open the gates of endless day,

The children are coming home ; An angel with each to lead the way.

From the North and South they come ; And East and West have trumpet heard,

And the voice of the Son of God ; The captive soul to life is stirred

Which slumbered 'neath the sod.

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With joy that language can never tell

They'll rise through the arching dome ; "^or they've bid their sorrows a long farewell, —

They are children coming home. And up through the nebulous, shining stars,

They'll take their rejoicing way ; For God himself has let down the bars,

And opened the gates of day.

Finished their weary pilgrimage,

Gone are their sighs and tears ; The future opens its glorious page

Through God's eternal years. They've reached at last a sheltering home

Where is bliss without alloy ; And all the redeemed to Zion come

With everlasting joy.

The mold is covering many a face

That's lying cold and low ; But we'll clasp their forms in a warm embrace

In that Eden home, I know. So I'll wait for the hour when the cloud shall rift,

And the King of kings shall come ; From my heart the gloom for aye shall lift

As I rise to my heavenly home.

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From Holiness Soiifrs, with per. Tune— "A Better Day is Coming'." Tlio foxes have their dwelling-,

The little birds their nest, But (;od"s own Son, that blessed one,

Had not a place of rest ; A lonely mountain pillow

His sleeping- i)kice niit;-lit be. And kneeling- there, in nightly prayer, His love remembered me. Chokus. I will follow thee, yes. I'll follow thee. For Jesus and salvation, are allio all to me; I will follow thee, yes, I will follow thee. Thou hast the words of en'lless life, I glad ]y follow thee.

A thousand tongues are calling.

This loyal heart of mine. And guiided toys, and fleeting joys,

Around my pathway shine ; But, oh, they seem as nothing.

Since Christ my heart has won; I'll walk His waj's and sing His praise.

Till traveling days are done.

My shoes ai-e brass and iron.

On all the thorny ways, And as I go, to meet the foe.

My strength is as my days; Theblood of Jesus cleanseth.

The Comforter has come: This gentle dove has tilled with love

And made my heart his home.

Lo, I am with you alway,

I hear the promise ring. He holds my hand in ev'ry land,

I journey with the Kirg; He gives me grace and glory.

He is mv sun and shield, I'll feed His sheep, for Him I'll reap,

The whitening harvest field.

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From Holiness Songs, with per. Tune— "Will your Anchor hold in the Storms of Life." In the temple old with its holy shrine. With its burnished gold and light divine. Were the figures true of the coming One, When the old things new had all become.

Chorus We have an Altar 'tis Christ divine. Cleansing from sin this glad heart of mine. Besting here by faith will I abide. And the Spirit saith I am sanctified.

3 Now the shadows dim having passed away, Let us look to Him who brings the day. For the light has come and the Lord is here. Sing aloud ye dumb, with faith draw near.

3 In the streaming blood of that temple old, How the Lamb of God was plain foretold. And the Altar shrine where such virtue lies Was the Lord divine who sanctifies.

4 So my ottering free to my Lord I bring. All there is of me to serve the King. Blessed Holy Ghost, how He fills my heart. With the blood-washed host gives me apart.

From "Songs of Triumph." By per. I am sav'dl the Lord hath sav'd me.

Help me shout the glorious news! I have tasted God's salvation.

And 'tis sweet as honeyed dews.

Cho— Glory, glory, hallelujah, I rejoice, salvation came; Glory, glory, hallelujah! I am saved in Jesus' name.

2 Loud I sing- my exultation.

Hoping it will reach the skies, Keep, dear Lord, my soul forever Under Thy protecting eyes.

3 Free salvation! glad salvation!

Let us shout from pole to pole, L'ntil each diseased nation Feels that God hath made it whole.

■1 When at last the days are gathered, Into Thy great judgment one. May I find my name deep written In the records of Thy Son.

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From "Songs of Triumph." By per.

When the voyage of life is ended.

And the stormy winds shall cease, When we step from care and sorrow, I To eternal joy and peace.

Cho— Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! what ameeting But the best of all will be. Our Redeemer, dear Redeemer, In his beauty we shall see.

When we gather in the morning. And the long, long night is o'er,

When we clasp our hands united. And our partings come no more.

O, the pearl.v gates of glory,

Not ajar, but open wide, Even now our faith behold them.

As we near the swelling- tide.

Hallelujah! hallelujah!

O, ye ransomed hosts above, We are coming, we are coming.

Soon we'll join your songs of love.

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I'm saved! I'm saved! oh, blessed Lord, I'm sweetly saved in Thee,

Saved by Thy blood, and by Thy word. And thine henceforth will be.

Cho— I'm saved ! I'm saved ! I'm saved ! I I'm w.ashed in the blood of the Lamb !

I'm saved! I'm saved! I'm saved!

I'm washed in the blood of the Lamb.

3 I'm saved, I'm saved ! oh. joy sublime ! I'm saved from self and sin, I'm saved, I'm saved, oh, bliss di\ine! And love has closed me in.

Saved at the cross, the blessed ci'oss,

Saved without and within, I'm saved, I'm saved, oh what a loss,

Who fail this joy to win.

5 AVhenmy all was given and 'twas all com- 4. I'm saved, I'm saved, I'll tell it here, plete. I'll sing it o'er and o'er.

Swiftly came from heaven the witness sweet. And the Spirit's power helps me touch by faith. And the gift is pure, as Jesu-s saith.

I'm saved in Jesus, oh, how sweet! I'll sing it evermore.

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For the traveller bowed with years, There'll be rest for the pilgrim faint and sore ;

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Who will wipe away all tears, And we'll dwell in His light evermore.

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Through worlds of shining beauty; Dissolved in love, to heaven I cry

In praises loud and mighty. I here eternal notes employ

In songs of rapturous glory, ■ O'erwhelming all my powers with joy

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And all their glory perish. When sun and moon shall cease to shine,

And stars at midnight languish, I then shall rise and soar away —

Mount heaven's radiant glory — And tell, through one eternal day.

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Come, ye that love the Lord,

And let your joys be known : Join in a song with sweet accord,

While ye surround the throne, Let those i-efuse to sing

Who never knew our God; But servants of the heavenly Kling

May speak their joys abroad.

3 The God that rules on high.

That all the earth surveys, That rides upon the stormy sky,

And calms the roaring seas; This mighty God is ours.

Our Father and our love; He will send down his heavenly powers

To carry us above.

3 The men of grace have found

Glory begun below: Celestial fruit on earthly ground

From faith and hope my grow : Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry ; We'er marchingthro' Immanuel's ground

To fairer worlds on high.

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I love thy kingdom. Lord,

The house of thine abode. The Church our blest Redeemer saved

With his own precious blood.

2 I love thy Church, O God !

Her walls before thee stand. Dear as the apple of thine eye. And graven on thy hand.

3 For her my tears shall fall ;

For her my prayeis ascend; To her my care and toils be given. Till toils and cares shall end.

4 Beyond my highest joys

I prize her heavenly ways; Her sweet communion, solemn vows. Her hymns of love and praise.

5 Sure as thy truth shall last.

To Zion shall be given The brightest glories eai-th can yield. And brighter bliss of heaven.

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'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, \ Just to take Him at his word;

j Just to rest upon his promise;

Just to know "Thus saith the Lord."

Cho — Jesus, Jesus, how I trust him:

How I've proved him o'er and o'er, Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O for grace to trust Him more.

\2 O how sweet to trust in Jesus,

Just to trust His cleansing blood ; ' Just in simple faith to plunge me \ 'Neath the healing, cleansing flood.

3 Yes, *tis sweet to trust in Jesus, Just from sin and self to cease; Just from Jesus simply taking, Life, and rest, and joy, and peace.

4 I'm so glad I learn'd to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Saviour, Friend, And I know that thou art with me, Wilt be with me to the end,

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Thirsty soul, the Lord is calling,

AVhere the living waters flow; Hear the blessed accents falling,

To the cleansing fountain go.

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Yes, I am drinking at the fountain. The wonderful, the wonderful fountain;

Drinking at the life-giving fountain That's flowing so full and free.

2 Through the desert, dry and dreary,

See the glorious waters roll; Thirsty one, so faint and weary. Come and satisfy thy soul.

3 Broken cisterns gladly leaving.

To the fount of life I came; Full salvation here receiving, In the all-atoning Lamb.

4 Once I drank of earthly pleasure,

Drifted with the moving tide ; Now I'm drinking without measure. And am fully satisfied.

5 Like the sea its fullness bringing,

Like a river grand and free. Like a fountain ever springing Is the C' 'mf orter to me.

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Will you go, brother, go

To the highlands of heaven? Where the storms never blow.

And the long summer's given; Where no fear nor dismay.

Neither trouble nor sorrow. Will be felt for to-day,

Nor be feared for the morrow.

Cho— O, come, brother, come !

While your Lord is entreating, For the Saviour will soon And forever cease pleading.

3 He's prepared thee a home, — Brother, wilt thou beheve it?

And invites thee to come ; Sister, wilt thou receive it?

Where the saints robed in white- Cleansed in life's flowing fountain.

Shining beauteous and bright, They inhabit the mountain.

3 Will you go to that land.

Where your friends wait to greet you?

There a beautiful band Join with us to entreat you;

They are waiting above- Waiting happy to hail you,

In that i-egion of love Where no ill can assail^you.

Mrs. Mary D. James.

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KEEP ME NEAE THE CROSS.

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Keep me near the cross ; O Lord, I know Thy strength is great ! Though sudden death should be my fate,—

0 let me now Thy light partake ! Keep me near the cross.

1 know Thy work I must perform, Keep me near the cross ;

Though all be calm or raging storm.

Keep me near the cross; But Thou, my Lord, must give the field. The sword, the staft", the mighty shield,— And then the hearts of men must yield,

Keep me near the cross.

I know. Great God, this means so much,

Keep me near the cross; That I should bear the world's reproach.

Keep me near the cross; O Lord, my Lord, how can it be That Thou shouldst call a worm like me ? For grace Divine I call to Thee,

Keep me near the cross.

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0 my God, how thy salvation Fills my soul with peace and joy,

Patience gives, and consolation Which the world cannot destroy! Full salvation I Which the world cannot destroy.

2 For that love whose tender mercies

Purest joys do daily bi-ing,

1 will in my life confess thee, With my mouth thy praises sing:

Full salvation! With my mouth thy praises sing.

3 Full salvation ! Full salvation !

Lo ! the fountain opened wide. Streams through every land and nation

From the Saviour's wounded side. Full salvation 1 Streams an endless ci-imson tide.

4 Oh I the glorious revelation!

See the cleausing current flow, Washing stains of condemnation

Whiter than the driven snow: Full salvation ! Oh, the rapturous bliss to know!

5 Love's resistless current sweeping

All the regions deep within : Thought, and wish, and senses keeping

Now, and every instant, clean ; Full salvation! From the guilt and power of sin.

6 Life immortal, heavrn descending,

Lo! my heart's the Spirit's shrine! God and man in oneness blending —

Oh, .what fellowship isminel Full salvation! Raised in Christ in life divine !

7 Praise to God, the glorious giver,

Christ the Saviour of the lost, And the Comforter forever.

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! Full salvation ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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2 The dying thief rejoiced to see

That fountain in his day; And there have I, though vile as he, Washed all my sins away.

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood

Shall never lose its power. Till all the ransomed Church of God Are saved, to sin no more.

i E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.

5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save. When this poor lisping, stam'ring tongue, Lies silent in the grave.— [Cowper.

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The hallow'd cross I see. Reminding me of precious blood That once was shed for me.

Oh the blood 1 the preciouSj.blood I that] Jesus shed for me ^.

Upon the cross in crimson flood, just now by faith I see. •

2 A thousand thousand fountains spring

Up from the throne of God; But none to me such blessings bring As Jesus' precious blood.

3 That priceless blood my ransom paid

While I in bondage stood; On Jesus all my sins were laid; He saved me with his blood.

i By faith that blood now sweeps away My sins, as like a flood ; Nor lets one guilty blemish stay; All praise to Jesus' blood !

5 This wondrous theme will best employ My harp before my God ; And make all heaven resound with joy For Jesus' cleansing blood.— [McDonald.

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O, now I see the crimson wave. The fountain deep and wide,

Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save. Points to his wounded side.

Cho — The cleansing stream, I see, I see, I plunge, and O, it cleanseth me, O, praise the Lord, it cleanseth me, It cleanseth me, yes cleanseth me.

2 I see the new creation rise,

I hear the speaking blood, It speaks, polluted nature dies, Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood.

3 I rise to walk in heaven's own light,

Above the world and sin. With heart made pure and garments white And Christ enthroned within.

4 Amazing grace, 'tis heaven below,

To feel the blood applied. And Jesus, only Jesus know, My Jesus crucified.— Phcebe Palmer.

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From "Songs of Triumph."

O sinner, come along with me,

I'm going home to glory; The blood of Jesus set you free, I'm going home to glory.

Ref— I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home to die no more, I'm going home to glory; I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home to die no more, I'm going home to glory.

2 The world can charm my soul no more, I'm bound to reach the heavenly shore.

3 I've left my sins behind the cross, All earthly things I count but loss.

4 I'm ransomed from the fearful fall^ And Jesus is my all in all.

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1. While I'm kneeling by your side 1 here's a sto - ry I'd lui - fuld, 'Tis the

2. Tell me, do you know his love? He is call- ing you to come. He is

3. In liis precious book we're told, O'er and o'er, and o'er a - gain. That the

4. If his ho - li-ness we share, With the Shepherd's- gentle care. And iiis

old, old sto- ry Of a city paved with gold ; 'Tis the o!d. sweet wait- ing, waiting; Hear him calling, "Chi Id, come home." 'Tis the <i!d, sweet pure in heart shall see him, Oh, what glo- ry 'twill be then. 'Tis the nld, sweet strong arm o'er us, We shall know him here and there. 'Tis the old, sweet -f»- A -g- -g- -g- - -^ -•- J- .0. .^. M- -2- 4^±.y, ^

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sto- ry Of the Lamb and his love.

sto-ry Of the man-sion of gold.

sto - rv Of the clime bright and fair. Oh, we'll roam the golden street, And our

song of love re -peat, While e - ter ■ friends with joy we'll greet. While e- ter -

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of gold.

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The writer, in 1878, was called upon to write the will of an old miner; after the will had been written the miner called his only son to his side, presented the family Bible to him, and said he had found richer treasure in the Bible than he ever had in a mine.

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The fruitless soul may dwell Among the fallen spirits

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3 But if a little fruitage.

Among thy leaves appears, His perfect love will fill thee,

And banish all thy fears, Then, flourishing in beauty,

Thy fruit shall multiply. And at the last be planted

In Glory's realm on high.

4 Ye dwellers in our Zion,

Of God the Spirit born. Where are your purple clusters

To greet the Golden Morn? For if the bough be fruitless

The Pruner's polished blade Shall cleave thy soul asunder

Who hath the Son betrayed.

5 Now, blessed Lord and Master,

Ascends my song to thee, For that thy Spirit Holy

From sin hath set me free; All hail the blood that purgeth.

All hail the Christ of God, In whom my soul abideth,

Close by the chast'ning rod.

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From "Welcome Tidings."

What can wash away my sins. Nothing but thet>lood of Jesus; What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Cho— Oh, precious is the flow

That makes me white as snow, No other fount I know, Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

3 For my cleansing this I see— For my pardon this my plea —

3 Nothing can for sin atone. Naught of good that I have done.

4 This is all my hope and peace— This is all my righteousness.

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What subdued and conquered me? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What first set my spirit free? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

Cho— O, precious, &c.

2 What has sanctified my soul? What has made my spirit whole?

3 What now saves me from all sin? What now keeps me pure within?

4 What gives victory day by day? What gives joy through all the way?

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Christ was born in Bethlehem,

And in a manger laid,

Christ was born in Bethlehem,

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Christ was born in Bethlehem

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And the Lord will call his children home.

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He arose. He arose. He arose from the dead, He arose, He arose. He arose from the dead, He arose, He arose. He arose from the dead, And the Lord will call His children home.

3 'Tls the very same Jesus, The Jews crucified.

3 One Joseph begged his body And laid it in the tomb.

4 The grave it could not hold him, For he was the Son of God.

5 Down came a mighty angel. And rolled away the stone.

6 The earth, began to tremble. The Roman soldiers fell.

7 Poor Mary came a weeping. And looking for her Lord.

8 Two men in shining raiment. They sat within the tomb.

9 O, where now have you laid him? He's not within the Tomb.

10 Go tell to John and Peter, Their Jesus lives again,

That he rose, etc.

11 But he said he'd come again. And take his people home.

For he rose, etc.

12 Shout, shout the victory, We're on our journey home.

The Lord is the fountain of goodness and love In Eden once flowing, in streams from above. Refreshed, every moment, the first happy pair. Till sin stopped the torrent and brought in despair.

2 O wretched condition— what anguish and

pain; They thirst for the fountain, but seek It in

vain ; To sin's bitter waters they fly for relief; They drink, but the draught still increases

their grief.

3 Glad tidings ! glad tidings ! no more we'll

complain, Our Jesus has opened the fountain again. Now mingled with mercy and rich with free

grace From Zion 'tis flowing for all the lost race.

4 How happy thy prospect, how pleasant the

road. When led down the stream by the Spirit of

God; Though shallow at first, yet we find it at last A river, so boundless, it cannot be passed.

5 Come, Christians, and venture along down

the stream. The shallows are pleasing, but O let us swim Let us bathe in the ocean of infinite love; Let us wash and be pure as the angels above.

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Copyright by Rev. L. Hartsough. With per.

How bright the hope that Calvary brings, Where love divine with mercy blends, How full the joy that all may find. Where flows the blood can save and cleanse.

Cho— lam gladtherelscleansingln theblood, I am glad there is cleansing in the blood, Tell the world, all the world. There is cleansing in the Saviou r's blood.

3 'Tls there, 'tis there the soul may go. And wash its sins and stains away. Who gives up all, who comes by faith, This cleansing finds without delay.

3 Speak, speak to Zion's burdened ones, Lead, lead them up to Calvary's mount; The want of aching hearts is met,

'Tis cleansing in redemption's fount.

4 Why need we struggle on in self.

We cannot make one black spot white ; 'Tls Christ's own blood and that alone. Can change and cleanse the heart aright.

5 I come ! I come I and glad I am That Jesus calls the lost and vile; There thousands have a cleansing found, I'll heed the Saviour's welcome smile.

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2. Thou my Re - fuge and my Fortress, Thou my Buck- ler and my Shield,

3. Tliough a thousand fall a- bout me; Though tlie a - lien hosts are slain,

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I will nev - er, nev- er doubt thee, Nev- er leave my Rock a - gain.

Sweet the an - swer when I call him. Who hath covered all my shame.

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BURN IT OUT.

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' He shall sit as a refiner and purifier."— Mal. iii, 3.

GEO. L. BROWN.

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Burn it out, burn it out.

6 If there's longing for display,

Burn it out, burn it out;

For apparel rich and gay,

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7 Is the carnal mind within.

Burn it out, burn it out; Does the "old man's" form remain. Burn it out, burn it out.

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THE CHRISTIAN'S HOPE OF HEAVEN.

GEO. L. BROWN.

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NEAR THE CROSS.

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HIGHWAY HYMNAL.

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From "Spiritual Songs."

Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing

power. Are yon washed in the blood of the Lamb; Are you fully trusting in His grace this hoiir, Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Cho— Are you washed in the blood.

In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb? Are your garments spotless, are they

white as snow, Are you washed in the blood of the

Lamb?

2 Are you walking daily by the Saviour's side, Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb; Do you rest each moment in the Crucified, Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

3 When the bridegroom cometh will your

robes be white, Pure and white in the blood of the Lamb; Will your soul be ready for the mansions

bright. And be washed in the blood of the Lamb?

4 Lay aside the garments that are stained

with sin,

And be washed in the blood of the Lamb;

There's a fountain flowing for the soul un- clean,

O, be washed in the blood of the Lamb!

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From "Holiness Hymnal."

Let us sing of his love once again. Of the love that never can decay,

Of the blood of the Lamb newly slain. Till we praise Him again in that day.

Cho— I believe— Jesus saves,

And His blood makes me "whiter than snow."

2 There is cleansing and healing for all

Who will wash in the life-giving flood; There is a life everlasting and joy At the right-hand of God through the blood.

3 Even now while we taste of His love

We are filled with delight at His name; But what will it be when above We shall join in the song of the Lamb.

4 Then we'll march in His name till we come

At His bidding to enter our rest; And the Father shall welcome us home To our place in the realms of the blest.

5 So with banner unfurled to the breeze,

Our motto shall holiness be, Till the crown at His feet we shall seize, And the King in His glory we see.

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All hail the power of Jesiis' name!

Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem.

And ci'own him Lord of all.

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransom'd from the fall. Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown Him Lord of all.

Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall,

Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. |

Let every kindred, every tribe,

On this terrestrial ball. To him all majesty asci-ibe.

And crown him Lord of all.

O: that with yonder sacred throng,

I at his feet may fall. And join the everlasting song.

And crown him Lord of all.-[Perronet.

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From "Precious Songs."

With earth's adoring throng, with spirits glorified.

My soul would join the song, of Jesus crucifi- ed. Of Jesus crucified, of Jesus crucified.

My soul would join the song, of Jesus cruci- fied.

2 When in the hour of grief, my soul for par-

don cried,

What brought me sweet relief? 'Twas Jesus crucified, 'Twas Jesus crucified, 'Twas Jesus cruci- fied.

What brought me sweet relief? 'Twas Jesus crucified.

3 When cares and doubts oppress, when faith

and hope are tried, I turn for joy and peace, to Jesus crucified,

To Jesus crucified, to Jesus crucified; I turn for joy and peace, to Jesus crucified.

4 Though joy may ebb and fiow with fiuctu-

ating tide.

My peace no change shall know in Jesus cru- cified. In Jesus crucified, in Jesus crucified;

My peace no change shall know, in Jesus cru- cified.

o I seek no other bliss, no other hope beside, No other plea than this— my Jesus crucified.

My Jesus crucified, my Jesus crucified; No other plea than this, my Jesus crucified.

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From "Songs of Triumph."

Behold the ark of God.

Behold the open door, O, haste to gain that blest abode,

And rove my soul no more.

Ref — O come, come to-day, do not longer delay. The ark, precious bark, fioateth by ; The waves as they roll. Shall not cover

thy soul. For Jesus, thy Saviour, is nigh.

2 There safe Shalt thou abide;

There sweet shall be thy rest; And ev'ry wish be satisfied. With full salvation blest.

3 And when the waves of wrath

Again the earth shall fill, Thine ark shall ride the sea of flre» And rest on Zion's hill.

No. 80

THE SHEPHERD'S GENTLE CALL.

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3. Your loved ones are pleading, the Saviour to save

The lost one that's gone from the fold; The angels are waiting with wide-open arms To receive you with joy never told.

4. The ninety and nine will welcome you back,

And give you a place in the fold ; The Shepherd has said : " thou never shalt lack !" 0 seek the bright City of Gold.

5. Oh, lost one, now hearken to Jesus' sweet voice,

So tenderly calling thee in ! The voice of your God who now will rejoice To save you from self and from sin.

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Arise my soul, arise;

Though thou art .iustifled, Thy Saviour bids thee yet

Be wholly sanctified. Before the throne my surety stands, My name is written on his hands.

2 He ever lives above.

For me to intercede; His all redeeming- 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, Received on Calvary, They pour effectual prayers,

.They strongly plead for me : "rorgi\'>e him, O, forgive," they cry; "Nor let that ransomed sinner die."

4 The Father hears Him pray,

His dear anointed One; He cannot turn away

The presence of His Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God.

5 My God is reconciled;

His pardoning voice T hear; He owns me for His child,

I can no longer fear: With confidence I now draw nigh, And "Father, Abba, Father," cry.

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From The "Revivalist."

In some way or other, "the Lord will provide" It may not be my way. It may not be thy way, And yet in His own way, "the Lord will prO' vide."

2 At some time or other, 'the Lord will pro-

vide;" It may not be my time, it may not be thy time. And yet in His own time, "the Lord will pro

vide."

3 Despond, then, no longer, "the Lord will

provide;"

And this be the token, uo word he hath spoken Was ever yet broken; "the Lord will provide."

4 March on, then, right boldly; the sea shall

divide; The pathway made glorious with shoutings

victorious. We'll join in the chorus, "the Lord will pro

vide."

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A charg-e to keep I have

A God to glorify ; A never dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky.

2 To serve the present age.

My calling to fulfill,— O, may it all my powers engage. To do my Master' will.

3 Arm me with jealous care,

As in Thy sight to live; And O, Thy servant, Lord, prepare, A strict account to give.

Help me to watch and pray. And on Thyself rely,

AssiU'ed, if liny trust betray, I shall forever die.

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My soul be on thy guard;

Ten thousand foes arise; The hosts of sin are pressing hard

To draw thee from the skies.

3 O, watch and fight and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day. And help divine implore 1

3 Ne'er think the victory won.

Nor lay thine armor down; The work of faith will not be done Till thou obtain the crown.

4 Then persevere till death

Shall bring thee to thy God; He'll take thee at thy parting breath To his divine abode.

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The world is overcome by the blood of the Lamb, Glory to the Lamb, Glory to the Lamb, Gloi-y to the Lamb.

2 My sins are washed away by the blood of

the Lamb, Glory to the Lamb, etc.

3 I've washed my garments white in the

blood of the Lamb.

4 I've lost the fear of death, thro' the blood

of the Lamb.

5 The martyrs overcame by the blood of the

Lamb.

6 I soon shall gain the skies thro' the blood

of the Lamb.

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I am saved ! I am saved !

Jesus bids me go free; He has bought with a price

Even me, even me.

Cho— Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah to my Saviour; Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen.

2 I am cleansed! I am cleansed!

I am "whiter than snow;" He is mighty to save. This I know, this I know.

3 Wondrous love! wondrous love!

Now the gift I receive: I have rest in his word, I believe, I believe.

4 I was weak— I am strong

In the power of his might; And my darkness he turns. Into light, into light.

No. 87.

WILL IT PAY?

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4 Will it pay to lose heaven for a cup

That will only bring grief and dismay ? Oh, then why will ye die, give it up !

Oh, break off from its charms vi'hile you may ! — Cho.

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No. 88.

LET ME DIE.

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Let me die ! Dead to the world and its applause, To all its customs, fashions, laws. Of those who hate the trembling cross,

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3 My friends may say I'll ruined be

If I die ! If I leave all and follow thee.

But I'll die ! Their arguments will never weigh Nor stand the trying Judgment day; Help me to cast them all away.

Let me die !

4 Oh, I must die to scoffs and sneers ;

Let me die! I must be freed from slavish fears ;

Let me die ! So dead that no desire shall rise To appear good, or great, or wise, In any but my Saviour's eyes.

Let me die !

5 If Christ would live and reign in me

I must die! Like him I crucified must be ; I must die!

Lord , drive the nails, nor heed the groans, My flesh may writhe and make its moans, But this the way and this alone I must die !

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Let me die ! O suffer not my heart to fail ;

Let me die ! Jesus, I look to thee for power, T' enable me t' endure the hour When crucified by Sovereign power

I shall die !

7 When I am dead, then, Lord, to thee

I will live ! My time, my strength, my all to thee

Will I give ! Oh, may the Son now make me free ; Here, Lord, I give my all to thee For time and all eternity,

I will live !

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But it died ! He sanctified and made me free

So it died ! So dead that no desire shall rise To appear good, or great, or wise, In any but my Saviour's eyes.

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All for Jesus, all for Jesus, All my being's ransomed powers, All my thoughts and words and doings, f/lAll my days and all my hours. ; //

/Cho— AHJor Jfesus gladly, I resjgn,

All rQT JesuSv He alone is mine, BlessefllJesus, all for thee. Thou ai»t all In all to Ae.' "

Let my hands perform his bidding. Let my feet run in his waj-s, Let my eyes see Jesus only. Let my lips speak forth his praise.

3 Worldlings prize their gems of beauty, Cling to gilded toys of dust. Boast of wealth and fame and pleasure Only Jesus will I trust.

i Since my eyes were fixed on Jesus, I've lost sight of all beside, So enchained my spirit's vision. Looking at the Crucified.

5 O what wonder! how amazing! Jesus, glorious King of Kings, Deigns to call me His beloved. Lets me rest beneath his wings.

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Original from "The Highway." He has washed away my sin. Glory to the name of Jesus, He has made me whole again. Glory to the name of Jesus.

Cho— O, precious is the flow.

That makes me white as snow; No other fount I know, Glorj' to the name of Jesus.

3 Now he cleanseth even me. Now his blood is all m3' plea.

3 He does now for sin atone. And he claims me for his own.

i Through the blood I've rest and peace. This is all my righteousness.

5 He now sanctifies my soul, Cleanses me and keeps me whole.

6 Since he washed each stain away. This my song from day to day.

7 He my King, now reigns in me, While I serve him I am free.

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Fade, fade each eai-thly joy, Jesus is mine! Break every tender tie, Jesus is mine I Dark is the wildei'ness. Earth has no resting- place ; Jesus alone can bless, Jesus is mine!

3 Tempt not mj^ soul away, Jesus is mine!

Here would I ever staj-, Jesus is mine! Perishing things of clay. Born but for one brief day.

Pass from my heart away ! Jesus is mine !

3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus is mine! Lost in this dawning light, Jesus is mine! '

All that my soul has tried. Left but a di8mal\

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Jesus has satisfied, Jesus is mine! \

4 Farewell mortality, Jesus is mine I i Welcome eternity, Jesus is mine! \

Welcome, O, loved and blest, welcome sweet ' scenes of rest. Welcome my Saviour's breast, Jesus is mine !

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I am coming to the cross, I am poor and weak and blind;

I am counting all but dross, I shall full salvation find.

Cho— I am trusting Loi-d, in thee; Bless'd Lamb of Calvarj'; Humbly at thy cross I bow; Jesus saves me— saves me now.

3 Long my heart has sighed for thee. Long has evil dwelt within; Jesus sweetly speaks to me; "I will cleanse you from all sin."

3 Here I give up all to thee.

Friends, and time, and earthly store; onl and body thine to be — Wholly thine for evermore.

In the promises I trust. In the cleansing blood confide.

I am prostrate in the dust, I with Christ am crucified.

5 Jesus comes, he fills my soul. Perfected in him I am, I am evei-y whit made whole. Glory, glory to the Lamb.—

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Rev. L. Hartsough, with per. I hear thy welcome voice

That calls me Lord, to Thee. For cleansing in thy precious blood

That flowed on Calvary.

Cho— I am coming Lord !

Coming now to Thee ! Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood That flowed on Calvary.

3 Tho' coming weak and vile.

Thou dost my strength assure; Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse. Till spotless all and pure.

3 'Tis Jesus calls me on

To perfect faith and love. To perfect hope, and peace, and trust. For earth and heaven above.

4 'Tis Jesus who confirms.

The blessed work within. By adding grace to welcomed grace. Where reigned the power of sin.

5 And he tho witness gives

To loyal hearts and free. That every promise is fulfilled, If faith but brings the plea.

6 All hail, the atoning blood !

All hail, redeeming grace! All hail, the gift of Christ, our Lord, Our Strength and Righteousness!

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PERFECT LOVE FOIJND.

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See all tlie land below ; Rivers of milk and honey rise, And all the fruits of paradise

In endless plenty grow.

A land of corn, and wine, and oil, Favor'd with God's peculiar smile,

With every blessing blest; There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace,

And everlasting rest.

4. I said, let me at once go up ; ■ No more on this side Jordan stop,

But now the land possess; This moment end my legal years ; Sorrows and sins, and doubts and fears,

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'Twas then my Joshua brought me m ! Cast out my foes ; the inbred sin,

The carnal mind removed ; His purchase there did he divide; And O ! with all the sanctified

Gave me a lot of love.

No. 95.

0 FOUNT OF CLEANSING.

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The desert blooms with roses, And He, tlie glory of all lands, His lovely face discloses,

4 My sun no more goes down by day,

My moon no more is waning ;

My feet run swift the SHINING way,

The heavenly portals gaining.

5 O depth of mercy, breadth of grace,

O love of God unbounded ! My soul is lost in sweet amaze, O wondrous love confounded I

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2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour,

He hath brought salvation near; Manifests his pard'ning favor;

And when Jesus doth appear, Soul and body, soul and body

Shall his glorious image bear.

3 While the angel choirs are crying —

Glory to the great I AM, I with them will still be vying —

Glory! glory to the Lamb!

O how precious, O how precious

Is the sound of Jesus' name!

4 Angels now are hov'ring round us

Unperceived amid the throng: Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us.

Glad to join the holy song: Hallelujah, hallelujah.

Love and praise to Christ belong!

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Guide me, 0 Thou, etc.

I Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,

Pilgrim to the heav'nly land,

I am weak, but thou art mighty.

Hold me with thy powerful hand ; Bread of heaven, bread of heaven. Feed me till I want no more.

2 Open now the crystal fountain

Whence the healing waters flow ; Let the tiery, cloudy pillar

Lead me all my journey through; Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,

Be thou still my strength and shield.

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan

May I still in thee confide, Bear me through the swelling current,

Land me safe on Canaan's side; isongs of praises, songs of praises,

I will ever give to thee.

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Dismission.

1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing.

Kill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us, each thy love possessing.

Triumph in redeeming grace ; O, refresh us, O, refresh us,

Traveling through tli.s wilderness.

2 Thanks we give and adoration,

For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation

Li our hearts and lives abound; May thy presence, may thy presence

With us evermore be found.

3 So, whene'er the signal's given

Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven,

Glad the summons to obey — May we, ready, may we, ready,

Rise and reign in endless di.y.

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Children of Heaven.

1 Children of the heavenly King, > As we journey let us sing;

Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways,

2 We are traveling home to God Li the way our fathers trod; They are haj^py now, and we Soon their happiness shall see.

3 Oh, ye banished seed, be glad; Christ our Advocate is made: Us to save our flesh assumes, — Brother to our souls becomes.

4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of our land ; Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids us undismayed go on.

5 Lord! obediently we'll go, Gladly leaving all below : Only thou our Leader be. And we still will follow thee.

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LET US KNEEL AROUND THE ALTAR.

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3 Though late I all forsake; My friends, my all, resign; Gracious licdeemer, take, O take And seal me ever thine.

4 Come and possess me whole, Nor hence again remove; Settle and fix my wav'ring soul With all thy weight of love.

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All to him I owe, In that fountain filled with blood

He washes white as snow.

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The blood of Christ now cleanses me, Now cleanses me, now cleanses me, The blood of Christ now cleanses me.

Cho— As soon as 1 believe. As soon as I believe. As soon as I believe, The blood of Christ now cleanses me As soon as I believe.

2 See all your sins on .Tesus laid. They're' washed as white as snow.

3 No Jewish type could cleanse me so, 'Tis Jesus blood alone.

4 I stag-ger not through unbelief, For God hath spoke the word.

5 O, come poor sinner, believe the truth, That Jesus died for you.

6 O d eath to me has lost its sting I've Jesus in my heart.

Soon, soon I'll soar to i-ealms above. And reign with Jesus there.

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From "Songs of Triumph," with per.

" My grace is sufficient for thee:" I sing the sweet words o'er and o'er;

His promise my comfort shall be. The strength of my heart evermore.

Ch o— Sufficient for me, sufficient for me, His strength so abundant and free, In sorrow or pain this joy shall remain. His grace is sufficient for me.

2 Sufficient to cleanse, and to keep

My hunger and thirst all supplied. The fountain of mercj' is deep, The streams of salvation are wide.

3 Each day has its trials and cares.

Each day has its help for my need.

Each pathway its thorns and its snares,

But I sing while His promise I read.

4 His might shall my weakness sustain.

His fulness my portion shall be, His pow'r made perfect in pain. His purpose made perfect in me.

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From "Songs of Triumph," with per.

While we bow in Thy name,

O meet us again. Fill our hearts with the light of Thy love.

May the Spirit of grace.

And the smiles of Thy face. Gently fall on us now from above.

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all clear. It is good for us Lord, to be here.

2 Our souls long for thee: O may we now see

A sin-cleansing blood-wave appear,

And feel as it rolls

In power o'er our souls. It is good for us Lord, to be here.

3 Thou art with us, we know; We feel the sweet flow

Of the sin-cleansing wave's gladd'niug tide;

We are washed from our sin,

Made all holy within. And in Jesus we sweetly abide.

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Oh, how happy are they,

Who the Saviour obey. And have laid up their treasure above.

Tongue can never express.

That sweet comfort and peace. Of a soul in the fulness of love.

3 That sweet comfort was mine, When the cleansing divine,

I received through the blood of the Lamb. What a joy I i-eceived. When my heart first believed.

What a heaven in Jesus's name.

3 'Tis a heaven below, My Redeemer to know,

And the angels can do nothing more,

Than to fall at His feet.

And the story repeat. And the lover of sinners adore.

4 Jesus all the day long Is my joy and my song.

Oh ! that all His salvation might see!

He hath cleansed me, I cried;

And I'm now sanctified, O, exalt and adoi-e him with me.

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Hear the gentle voice that calls thee. Come and see, come and see; Jesus at the door of mercy. Waits for thee, waits for thee. To a kindly shelter nigh. Haste, O haste thee, quickly fly.

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O, the Saviour is standing at the door, O, the Saviour is standing at the door. W ilt thou let him in He will cleanse thy

sin, O, the Saviour is standing at the door.

5 Art thou weary? lay thy burden At the cross, at the cross. Count this world and all its pleasures. Only dross, only dross; Come to Jesus, wounded soul. He alone can make thee whole,

} Art thou hungry? he will give the e Living bread, living bread; Lo, a table now before thee. Richly spi'ead, richly spread; When such heavenly food is thine Wilt thou in a desert pine?

i Art thou thirsty? cooling waters, Pure and free, pure and free. From the spring of life eternal. Flows for thee, flows for thee, Travelers drink, O, drink again, Healing balm for every pain.

No. 106.

PMISE THE LORD, 0 MY SOUL.

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3 This war is all my soul's delight, I love the thickest of the fight.

4 The hottest of the fighthas just begun. And who will stand and never run ?

5 We want no cowards in this band. We call for full salvation men.

6 Ye fully sanctified march on. Until the conquest ye have won.

7 We'll sing and pray and we'll believe, And sinners shall the truth receive.

8 We'll tell to sinners all around What a dear Savior we have found.

9 I'll tell you when I feel the best, It's just while I am being blest.

10 I have the witness now within,

The blood now cleanseth from all sin.

1 1 I now do know he saves my soul, He sanctifies and makes me whole.

12 The blessed Jesus is my friend, And he'll go with me to the end.

13 Oh, hallelujah to the Lamb,

He makes and keeps me what I am.

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Better on Before.

I The Lord has pardoned all my sins, I am condemned no more. I want to know the deeper things — 'Tis better on before.

Cho. — Better on before, better on before ; I want to know the deeper things; 'Tis better on before.

I praise the Lord for all he gives. And ask for more and more ;

'Twas joyous once, 'tis glorious now, And better on before.

3 I've left the dreary wilderness, "My wanderings now are o'er, And every day I taste new bliss; 'Tis better on before.

4 I've reached the land of perfect love, And still I long for more ; And Jesus whispers to my soul : 'Tis better on before.

5 And when I stand on Jordan's banks, And view the landscape o'er, I'll cry, " Behold my Father's land," 'Tis better on before.

6 And when I've crossed the swelling flood, And reached the pearly door, I'll sing anew the same old song — 'Tis better on before.

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HAPPY ON THE WAY.

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3 The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace.

4 This day my soul has caught new fire, I feel that heaven is drawing nigher.

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At the Fountain.

1 Of him who did salvation bring,

I'm at the fountain drinking,

1 could forever think and sing, I'm on my journey home.

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I'm on my journey home.

2 Ask but his grace and lo ! 'tis given, Ask and he turns your hell to heaven.

3 The' sin and sorrow wound my soul, Jesus, thy balm will make me whole.

4 Let all the world fall down and know, That none but God such love can show.

5 Where'er I am where'er I move I meet the object of my love.

6 Insatiate to this spring I fly,

I drink, and yet am ever dry.

7 Salvation friends is ever free,

O ! come, yes, come along with me.

8 Jesus, has bought us with his blood. Come walk with me along this road.

9 The living water, O ! how sweet. Do come and drink, I oft repeat.

10 O! wondrous bliss O ! joy sublime, I've Jesus with me all the time.

11 I do believe without a doubt

That Christians have a right to shout.

1 2 Though wicked men revile my name, I'll shun no cross, I fear no shame.

No. 110.

SAVED BY PRAYER.

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3 I looked again, and 'tween us twain Yawned a chasm, deep and wide ; I saw her stand with outstretched hand

Upon the other side. And I saw a harp of wondrous mold

Across this deep, dark way, But I could not reach those chords of gold, And I knew not how to play.

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SAVED BY PRAYER. Concluded.

4 "0! who would teach me if I could reach

Those cbords ? " I sadly thought ; When all golden bright, illumed with light,

A shining book was brought. And opened wide by my angel guide,

And placed across the strands Before my face, and held in place

By unseen angels' hands.

5 And then I thought, " Oh, I could reach

Those songs, I know I could ;" And I stretched my hands, but could not reach To where the vision stood. And I heard a voice bid me rejoice.

For I soon might learn to sing ; But I could not know those Bongs below — They were anthems of the king.

6 And even now my cheek and brow

Were damp with the dews of death ; And iny heart stood still with an awful chill,

And I struggled hard for breath. And the watchers knew by the ashen hue That settled on my face, And the struggling breath, that the hour of death Was coming with rapid pace.

7 And they thought he'd come to our

lonely room

Long ere the dawn of day : When hand in hand a little band

Knelt by my couch to pray. Oh, wondrous power I that every hour

I felt a swift release From every pain , and once again

I felt the hand of peace.

8 And the ashen hue left cheek and brow,

And I ceased to gasp for breath ; And I fell asleep in a slumber deep,

But not the sleep of death. And I surely felt, as they lowly knelt,

God's power was there to save ; And I know 'twas he that has given me

My life from the brink of the grave.

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A place than all besides more sweet — It is the blood-bou^bt mercy-seat.

3 There is a scene where spirits blend. Where friend holds fellowship with

friend ; The' sunder'd far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat.

4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid When tempted, desolate, dismay'd? Or how the hosts of hell defeat Had suff' ring saints no mercy-seat?

5 There, there, on eagles' wings we soar, And sin and sense molest no more ; And heaven comes dowi) our souls to

greet. While glory crowns the mercy-seat.

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No. 112.

MOMENT BY MOMENT.

Words and Music by GEO. L. BROWN.

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1. Are you standing on the Rock? Are you trust- ing

2. Nev- er let your clock run down, Still keep trust- ing

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Reprint from "The Highway." Mercy's gate stands open wide, Enter by the blood of Jesus; Since my Lord was crucified, Enter by the blood of Jesus.

Cho— Oh, glory, I have found, True blessings do abound, Only on promised ground ; Enter by the blood of Jesus.

3 Enter now the "holy place," Christ unveils his shining face.

3 Here is pardon, full and free, Cleansing, too, by faith I see.

4 You by faith may now prevail; Pass beyond the "second veil."

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Mi-s. M. J. Everett. All rights given to "The Highway." I saw a happy pilgrim.

In shining garments clad, Traveling up the mountain,

It seemed that he was glad; His back did bear no burden,

He'd laid it at the cross: The blood of Christ his Saviour

Had cleansed him from all dross.

Cho— llSoon palms of victory, crowns of glory. Palms of victors' I shall wear, li

2 The summer sun was shining, ;

But he had found a shield — i

A covert in the desert—

Upon life's batttle-fleld; His soul was filled with glory.

As he kept pressing on; He heard no other music,

But what was heaven-born.

3 No pleasui-e in sin's arbor

Could catch his eye or ear; The precious name of Jesus

Was all he loved to hear. Thus he kept pressing onward,

Delighted with the way, And shouting "Glory! glory!"

To Jesus all the day.

4 I saw him in the morning,

On Canaan's sunny plain, Gathering for his Master

The rich and golden grain; He bound it up in bundles,

Until the angels came. To gather in the harvest.

In heaven his happy home.

5 I saw him in midsummer.

Still happy on his way; He'd reached the land of Beulah,

Where bii-ds sing night and day: He found a store of honej'.

And wine upon the lees. And fruit in rich abundance

Upon life's living trees.

6 I saw him in the evening.

Life's sun was bending low, He'd reached the gulden city.

His robes still white as snow; He joined the bridal cortege.

And drank of the new wine. And now among the angels,

Eternally doth shine.

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I saw a blood-washed traveler,

In garments white as snow. While traveling on the highway,

Where heavenly breezes blow. His path was full of trial.

And yet his face was bright, And he shouted as he journeyed,

"I'm glad the burden's light."

!CHO-ll"Soon palms of victoi'y, crowns of glory, I Palms of victory I shall wear. "II

I 2 I saw him in the conflict, I Where all around was strife,

I Where wicked men and devils

j Conspired to take his life;

1 I saw him cast in prison,

A dungeon dark as night, And still I heard him shouting,

"I'm glad the burden's light."

I saw him led from prison.

And chained unto the stake; And heard him shout triumphant,

" 'Tis all for Jesus sake!" He saw the fire kindled.

The fagots blazing high. And said, "The yoke is easy—

The burden is so light."

I saw the flames surround him ;

His body racked with pain ; But he shouted, "Jesus saves me; —

I know that death is gain !" Then casting his eyes upward

Before he took his flight, I heard him faintly -vYhisper,

"I'm glad the burden's light."

I saw his soul departing, It seemed the veil was I'ent,

And I could see the angels That Christ, the Lord, had sent.

They bore him to the Saviour, The ever-blessed Sou,

A saint made meet for glory. And Jesus said, "Well Done."

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What a friend we have in Jesus,

All our sins and griefs to bear; What a privilege to carry.

Everything to God in prayer. O, what peace we often forfeit,

O, what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry.

Everything to God in prayer.

Have we trials and temptations?

Is there trouble anywhere'i* AVe should never be discouraged,

Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful.

Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden.

Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our refuge,

Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?

Take it to the Lord in prayer; In His arms He'll take and shield thee,

Thou wilt find a solace there.

Rev. H. Bonar.

No. 117.

DEAW ME NEARER.

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Make, oh, make me pure within; Let my way shine brighter, clearer,

Cleanse and keep me free from sin. Leave me never, leave me never,

Holy One, with me abide, beal me Thine, all Thine forever,

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THE CHILD'S DREAM.

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THE GOSPEL LIFE-BOAT.

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THE WHITE PILGRIM.

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2 "The tempest may howl, and the wild thun

ders roll, And the gathering storms may arise, Yet calm are my feelings, at peace is my soul. And the tears are all wiped from my eyes,"

3 "Go tell all the friends that to me were so

dear, To Aveep not for one that is gone, For the hand that once led me through scenes dark and drear. Has sweetly conducted me home.

4 "The cause of my Master compell'd me from

home, I bade my companion farewell; I left my sweet children, who now for me mourn. In far distant regions to dwell.

5 "I wander'd, an exile and stranger below,

To publish salvation abroad, The trump of the gospel endeavour'd to blow. Inviting poor sinners to God.

6 "But whrn, among strangers and far from

my home. No kindred or relative nigh, 1 met the contagion and sank in the tomb, My spirit ascended on high."

HIS WIDOW.

7 I call'd at the house of the mourner below,

I enter'd the mansion of grief; The tears of deep sorrow most freely did flow— I tried, but could give no relief.

8 There sat a lone widow dejected and sad.

By affliction and sorrow oppi-ess'd; And here were her children in moui-ning ar ray'd, And sighs were escaping each breast.

9 I spoke to the widow concerning her grief,

I ask'd her the cause of her woe; And why there was nothing to give her re- lief, Or soothe her deep sorrow below.

10 She look'd at her children, then look'd up-

on me; That look I can never forget; More eloquent far than a seraph can be, It spoke of the trials she met.

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11 "The hand of affliction falls heavily now; I am left with my children to mourn; The friend of my youth is silent and low. In yonder cold grave-yard alone !

13 "But why should I mourn, or feel to com- plain. Or think that fortune is hard? Have I met with affliction— 'tis truly his gain — He's enter'd the joy of his Lord!

13 "His work is completed and flnish'd below; His last tear is fallen, I trust; He has preaeh'd his last sermon and met his last foe; Has conquer'd , and now is at rest !"

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From "Songs of Triumph." With per.

At the sounding of the trumpet, when the saints are gather'd home. We will greet each other by the crystal sea, With the friends and all the lov'd ones there awaiting us to come, What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be.

Cho— What a gath'ring, gath'ring.

At the sounding of the glorious jubilee! What a gath'ring, gath'ring. What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be.

3 When the angel of the Lord proclaims that time shall be no more. We will gather and the saved andrandsom'd see. Then to meet again together on the bright ce- lestial shore. What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be.

3 At the great and final judgment, when the hidden come to light. When the Lord in all his glory we shall see, At the bidding of our Saviour, '"'Come ye bless- ed to my right," What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be.

When the golden harps are sounding, and

the angel bauds proclaim. In triumphant strains the glorious jubilee, I'hen to meet and join to sing the song of Mos- es and the Lamb, What a gath'ring of the faithful that will be.

HIGHWAY HYMNAL.

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From the "Revivalist." Down at the cross where my Saviour died, Down where for cleansing from sin I cried, There to my heart was the blood applied, Glory to His name.

Cho— Glory, to his name. Glory to his name.

There to my heart was the blood applied, Glory to his name. j

2 I am so wondrously saved from sin, | Jesus so sweetly abides within, Hei-e at the cross where he took me in.

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3 O, precious fountain, that saves from sin,! 3 I am so glad I have entered in, I Here Jesus saves me and keeps me clean,! o

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4 Come to the fountain so rich and sweet, 1 , Cast thy poor soul at the Saviour's feet, j Plung-e in just now and be made complete,

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Eedeemed, how I love to proclaim it. Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb;

Redeemed thro' His infinite mercy. His child and forever I am.

Cho— Redeemed, redeemed.

Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb ;

Redeemed, redeemed

His child and forever I am.

2 Redeemed, and so happy in Jesus.

No language my rapture can tell,

I know that the light of his presence,

With me doth continually dwell.

3 I think of my blessed Redeemer,

I think of Him all the day long, I sing for I cannot be silent. His love is the theme of my song.

4 I know I shall see in his beauty,

The King in whose law I delight,

Who lovingly guardeth my footsteps,

And giveth me songs in the night.

5 I know there's a crown that is waiting

In yonder bright mansion for me. And soon with the spirits made perfect, At home with the Lord I shall be.

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O, happy day that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour and my God!

Well may this glowing heart rejoice. And tell its raptures all abroad.

2 O, happy bond that seals my vows

To him who merits all my love ; Let cheerful anthems fill his house, While to that sacred shrine I move.

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ;

I am my Lord's and he is mine ; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine.

4 Now rest, my long divided heart. Fixed on this blissful center, rest; Nor ever from my Lord departi With him of evei"y good possessed.

High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renewed, shall daily hear,

Till in life's latest hour I bow. And bless in death a bond so dear.

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Goliath, the Phlliailne, comes

T'o-day, to-day. To meet the armies of the Lord,

To-day, to-day.

Cho— 'Tis the good old way, The righteous way. I'm bound to go to heaven In this holy way.

A helmet of brass upon his head, &c.. And clad with weighty coat of mail, &c.

Say brother have you got your shield. To meet Goliath on the field.

The hosts of hell are boasting much. To drive the armies of the Lord.

The Lord Jehovah is our shield, We kill Goliath just the same.

6 Say sinners will yovi turn to God, Walk in the way the fathers trod.

7 There's pardon offered full and free, And cleansing too for you and me.

I 8 There is a fountain filled with blood.

Then plunge beneath the cleansing flood.

9 The blood of Christ it cleanseth me, From sin and bondage I am free.

;iO The breast plate, helmet, sword and shield, Equips the christian for the field.

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Lord, in the strength of grace. With a glad heart and free,

Myself, my residue of days, I consecrate to thee.

2 Thy ransomed servant, I

Restore to thee thine own ; And from this moment live or die. To serve my God alone.

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Sad and weary with my longing, Fill'd with shame, because of sin;

As I am in conscious weakness, Here I would salvation win,

Cho— All I have Heave with Jesus, I am counting it but dross, I am coming to the Master,

I am clinging, to the cross, Clinging, clinging, clinging to the cross.

2 O, the joy of knowing Jesus,

It is dawning on my soul: I am finding full salvation. And the pow'r that makes me whole.

3 O, refine me by thy Spirit,

Make my earthly life sublime, With my heart a home for Jesus, Till I'm done with eai-th and time.

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THE GOSPEL TRAIN.

GEO. W. PETTY.

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Controlling steam and brake.

I hear the steam and whistle, I'm sure shell be on time,

Poor sinner, you're forever lost If once you"re left behind.

7- She's halting at the station.

Oh ! must we say farewell, Poor sinner, must we leave you

On the dreary road to hell?

No. 130.

ONE DAY NEARER HOME.

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1. In thy pet - ty care of life, Look to Je-sus. In thy doubtings, and thy

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3 Oh, what a glorious shout there'll be When we arrive at home. Our friends and Jesus we shall see. And God shall say : " Well done ! "

No. 133

HE SANCTIFIES ME.

" He hath perfected forever them that are sanctifled."— Paul. G. L. B. GEO. L. BROWN.

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I'm saved, I'm saved, I'm saved, I'm free, I'm wash'd in the blood of the Lamb. O glo - ry, glo - ry to His name, I'm wash'd in the blood of theLamb. It fall - eth, fall- eth from a-bove, I'm wash'd in the blood of theLamb.

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HIGHWAY HYMNAL

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I've reach'd the land of corn and wine And all its riches freely mine; Here shines undim'd one blissful day, For all my night has passed away.

Cnonus.

0 Beulah land, sweet Benlah land. As on thy hig-hest mount I stand,

1 look away aci-oss the sea.

Where mansions are prepared for me. And view the shining' glory shore. My heav'n, my home for evermore!

The Saviour comes and walks with me. And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me with his hand, For this is heaven's border laud.

A sweet perfume upon the breeze Is borne from ever vernal trees. And flow'rs that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow.

The zephyrs seem to float to me. Sweet sounds of heav'ns melody, As angels, with the white-robed throng, Join in the sweet redemption song.

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— Holiness Press.

I've .ioined the army of the Lord, Obedient to my captain's woi-d : I'm now a soldier of our King, Who always does each battle win.

Chorus.

Oh, blessed army of the Lord,

What peace and joy it doth afford

To flght beneath the blood-stained cross.

And for his sake count all else loss.

Lentil the glorious war is o'er,

Then i-eign with Jesus evermoi-e.

3 My Captain is the King of King's, And 'mid the conflict often rings. His voice to bid me forward go, Though fierce and mighty be the foe.

3 The battle often waxes hot.

But the Commander leaves me not; He gives me victory day by day, And in his army I will stay.

4 My unsaved friends, with me unite, ' And in this blessed army flght,—

This royal army of the Lord,

And heaven shall be your great reward.

5 Enlist at once, the ainnor seize. And fling your banner to the breeze. Go bravely forth the foe to meet. And trophies bring to Jesus' feet.

6 And when the final battle's fought. And Satan's kingdom brought to naught, Oh, what a mighty shout we'll raise. And give our Captain endless praise.

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Why do these doubts and fears arise, As this poor little all of mine

I lay a living sacrifice. All on the altar, Christ Divine.

CUOHUS.

I'm fully thine; yes, wholly thine.

All on the altar Christ divine;

The word of Jesus I believe,

The Sanctifier I receive.

All on the altar I abide.

And Jesus says I'm sanctified.

3 Ah ! not a moment more I'll doubt, And not a moment longer wait; With his own blood to sanctify, He sufl'ei'ed death without the gate.

3 By faith T venture on his word.

My doubts are o'er the victory won, He said, "The altar sanctifies;" I just believe him— and 'tis done.

4 Thro' all my soul I feel his power.

As in the precious cleansing wave I wash my garments white this hour, And prove his utmost power to save.

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IVIy pilgrim days are almost o'er, I'm waiting now on Beulah's shore. Where birds sing in the balmy breeze, 'Mid vernal flowers and fruitful trees.

3 'Tis here my longing heart is filled. Here every anxious thought is stilled. A holy calmness fills my breast. As in "sweet Beulah land" I rest.

3 No dark despair, no doubt, no gloom. No shadows of the awful tomb !

No days of darkness, all are past, Glory to God, I'm safe at last!

4 By faith I see the shining towers

And breathe the air from heaven's bowers; I hear the notes that angels sing, Wafted across, on silv'ry wing.

5 The "city gates" appear in sight. And God himself dispels the night; I see a white-robed company Awaiting there to welcome me.

6 "O sing! ye ransomed of the Lord," He has redeemed, he has restored, I'm waiting in "sweet Beulah's laud," And soon shall join the shining band.

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My all to Christ I've given, My talents, time, and voice.

Myself, my reputation. The lone way is my^ichoice.

Cho— And the cross for Christ I'll cherish. Its cniciflxion bear: All hail reproach or sorrow. It Jesus leads me there.

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I thirst thou wouTided Lamb of God, To wash me in the cleansing blood; To dwell within thy wounds, then paiu Is sweet, and life.or death is gain.

Take my poor heart and let it be Forever closed to all but thee; Seal thou my breast and let me wear That pledge of love forever there.

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WHAT'S THE NEWS.

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1 Where'er we meet, you always say,

What's the news ? what's the news ? Pray what's the order of the day ?

What's the news? what's the news? Oh, I have got good news to tell.

My Saviour hath done all things well. And triumphed over death and hell.

That's the news ! that's the news !

2 His work's reviving all around,

That's the news ! that's the news ! His saints are making sounds resound,

That's the news ! that's the news ! Poor sinners doomed in sin and woe

Are now rejoicing as they go ; And shouting glory here below,

That's the news ! that's the news !

3 He took my sorrows all away,

That's the news ! that's the news ! He turned my darkness into day,

That's the news ! that's the news ! Yes, Jesus saves me now I know,

His blood has washed me white as snow; And now I'm glad His love to show,

That's the news ! that's the news !

4 And Christ, the Lord, can save you now,

That's the news ! that's the news ! Your sinful heart He can renew,

That's the news ! that's the news ! This moment if for sins you grieve.

This moment if you now believe, A full acquittal you'll receive.

That's the news ! that's the news !

5 And now if any one should say.

What's the news ? what's the news ? Oh, tell them you are sanctified.

That's the news ! that's the news ! Thatyouhave joined the conquering band,

And now with joy at God's command, You're marching to the better land,

That's the news ! that's the news !

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The Promised Land.

1 I have a Father in the promised land, I have a Father in the promised land,

My Father calls me, I must go To meet him in the promised land.

Chorus. — I'll away, I'll away to the

promised land, I'll away, I'll away to the promised land.

My Father calls me, I must go To meet him in the promised land. — Cho.

2 I have a Saviour in the promised land, I have a Saviour in the promised land,

My Saviour calls me, I must go To meet him inthepromised land. — Cho,

3 I hope to meet you in the promised land, I hope to meet you in the promised land,

At Jesus' feet, a joyous band, We'll praise him in the promised land.

Cho.

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1 Forever here my rest shall be.

Close to thy bleeding side ; This all my hope, and all my plea, For me the Saviour died.

2 My dying Saviour, and my God,

Fountain for guilt and sin, Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, And cleanse and keep me clean.

3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own;

Wash me, and mine thou art : Wash me, but not my feet alone, — My hands, my head, my heart.

4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply,

Till faith to sight improve ; Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love.

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Oh. blessed fellowphip divine! Oh, joy supremely sweet! u»^ Companionship with Jesus hei'e, "a Makes life with bliss replete.

In union with the i>urest one I find my heaven on earth begun.

Cho— Oh, wondrous bliss, oh joy sublime, I've Jesus with me all the time. Oh wondrous bliss, oh joy sublime, I've Jesus with me all the time.

2 I'm walking close to Jesus' side, —

So close that I can hear The softest whisper of his love, —

In fellowship so dear, And feel his great Almighty hand Protects mo in this hostile land.

3 I'm leaning on his loving breast,

Along life's weary way; My path, illumined by his smiles,

G rows brighter day by day. No foes, no woes my heart can fear, With my Almighty Friend so near.

4 I know his shelt'ring wings of love

Are always o'er me spread, And tho' the storms may flercly rage,

All calm and free from dread, My peaceful spirit ever sings "I'll trust the covei-t of thy wings." —Mary" D. James.

3 I am safe within the fold.

All my cares on thee are rolled, I enjoy the sweetest rest, For I'm leaning on thy breast.

3 Precious Jesus, day by day Keep me in the holy way: Keep my mind in perfect peace: Every day my faith increase.

4 'Tis the happiest place to be In the heavenlies with thee,

I have found the highest seat For I'm sitting at thy feet.

5 Humbly at thy feet I bow. Put thy j-okc upon me now, Keep me trusting on thine arm Free from sin and safe f i-om harm.

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Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole; I want thee forever to live in mj' soul ; Break down every idol, cast ovit every foe; NoAV wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.

Chorus. Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow; Now Avash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

2 Dear Jesus, thou seest I patiently wait, Come now and within me a clean heart create. To those who have sought Thee thou never

saidst No; Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow

3 Dear Jesus, let nothing unholy remain; Apply thine own blood and extract every stain; To have this blest cleansing I all things "forego ; Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.

4 Dear Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat,' I wait, blessed Lord, at thy crucified feet; By faith for my cleansing I see thy blood flow, Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow

5 The blessing by faith I receive fi-om above, O. glory! my soul is made perfect in love; My prayer has prevailed, and this moment I

know The blood is applied— I am whiter than snow, j W. Nicholson.

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Blessed Jesus, thou art mine, All I have is wholly thine; Thou dost dwell within my heart, Thou dost i-ejgn in every part.

Cho— lIBlessed Jesus keep me white Keep me walking in the light.ll

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A better day is coming, a morning promised long

When girded right, with holy might, will over- throw the wrong;

When God the Lord will listen to every plaint- ive sigh.

And stretch his hand o'er every land, with jus- tice by and by.

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Coming by and by, coming by and by.

The better day is coming, the morning draw-

eth nigh : Coming by and by, coming by and by, .The welcome dawn will hasten on, 'tis coming ! by and bj-.

3 The boast of haughty error no more shall fill

the air. But age and youth will love the truth and

spread it everywhere ; No more from want and sori-ow shall come

the hopeless ci'j", But strife will cease, and perfect peace, will

flourish by and bj-.

3 The tidal wave is coming, salvation full and 1 free.

With shout and song it sweeps along, like bil- lows of the sea;

The jubilee of holiness shall ring through earth and skj-.

The dawn of grace draws on apace, tis com- ing by and by.

4 We're waiting. Lord, and longing, till thou

Shalt come again To claim thine own, and on thy throne in

peace and love to reign ; We'll wait that glorious coming till from the

open sky Our Lord shall come to take us home. He's

coming by and by.

5 Oh, for that holy