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FROM THE LIBRARY OF
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON. D. D.
BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO
THE LIBRARY OF
PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY
Digitized by the Internet Archive
in 2010 with funding from
Calvin College
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THE (^JUN:7 1933
CHRISTIAN HYMNAL,
Church, Home and Bible Schools.
"In the midst of the Church I will sing praises unto thee." — Heh. Ii. 12.
"I will sing with the spirit and I will sing with the understanding also."
—1 Cor. XIV. 15
EDITED BY MUSICAL EDITOE
JAS. W. WILSON. PROF. F. L. ROBERTSHAW
published by
Plymouth, Ind.
188 7.
PREFACE.
VT'^HE need of a suitable collectiou of Spiritual Songs and Hymns set
) I / to music of an appropriate character, has been long felt by our
>X. Churches. To supply this want has been the object of the Editors and
Publishers in preparing this work, and we hope our humble efforts will meet
with approval, both from our Heavenly Father and from our Brethren.
In compiling these Songs and Hymns, it has been our aim to only select
such as shall express the feelings and duties of Christian life and the Christian
hope in its Bible purity, unmixed by the teachings and traditions of men. In
the collection will be found many " gems " from the song writers of other
churches to whom we have given due credit. In some selections we have
found it necessary to change a few words or sentences, in order to eliminate
unscriptural sentiments. In such cases, and where the name of the author
was difficult to find, no credit has been given. Credit is also due to Brethren
Keed, Wince, and other brethren and sisters, for original contributions.
We were very fortunate in securing the services of Bro. F. L. Eobert-
shaw, to whom credit is due for many original tunes, as well as for the choice
and appropriate selection of both old and new from other works. Bro. Rob-
ertshaw is well qualified, both by education and experience, for this work, and
we feel that for a small collection no better one has ever been published.
It is the happy custom of both angels and mankind to praise God in
song, and our desire is that we, as a church, shall more fuUy follow the will
of God in praising His Holy name in song; ♦' teaciiing and admonishing one
another m Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, singing with grace in your
hearts to the Lord." Col. III. 16.
We wish to exhort the brethren not to neglect this very important
part of both public and family worship ; songs of praise in soulfull music are
well pleasing to God, and it should be a labor of love to so cultivate our
voices that our praises shall ascend to His throne in harmonious and melodious
strains. Such service we are sure will be well pleasing to Him.
To the precious Liamb of God, who has purchased and redeemed us by
His blood, and shall in the ages to come teach us to sing the " new song,"
this book is humbly dedicated.
xTAS. W. WIL&ON.
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2 Has thy night been long and mournful?
Have thy friends unfaithful proved ?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning;
Zion still is well beloved.
3 God, thy God, will now restore thee;
He himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end;
Great deliverance
Zion's King will surely send.
4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee;
All thy warfare now is past;
God thy Savior will defend thee;
Victory is thine at last;
Ail thy conflicts
End in everlasting rest.
Kellet.
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1 O'er the distant mountains breaking.
Comes the reddening dawn of day;
Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking.
Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray;
'Tis thy Savior,
On his bright returning way.
2. thou long expected, weary
Waits my anxious soul for thee;
Life is dark, and earth is dreary
Where thy light I do not see:
my Savior,
When wilt thou return to me?
3 Long, too long, in sin and sadness,
Far away from thee I pine;
When, when, shall I the gladness
Of thy Spirit feel in mine?
my Savior,
When shall I be wholly thine?
4 With my lamp well trimmed and burning
Swift to hear, and slow to roam
Watching for thy glad returning
To restore me to my home;
Come, my Savior,
my Savior, quickly come!
JOUN S. B. MONSELL.
3.
1 Far on Zion's Mount appearing,
Lo, a ransomed, shining band ;
Sparkling crowns of glory wearing,
Pure of heart, and clean of hand;
They are blessed,
Who upon Mount Zion stand.
2 Waves of glory streaming o'er them;
Hark! they chant a heavenly lay;
While their leader on before them.
Guides them through eternal day,
They are blessed.
For their tears are wiped away.
3 Now they range the earth in glory.
Fears and sorrows all are o'er;
Hear them tell the wondrous story,
Saved from death to die no more;
They are blessed.
Who have reached that blissful shore.
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And strength to strength oppose.
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2 Stand up! — stand up for Jesus!
Stand in his strength alone ;
The arm of flesh will fail you —
Ye dare not trust your own:
Put on the gospel armor.
And, watching unto prayer,
Where duty calls or danger,
Be never wanting there !
3 Stand up! — stand up for Jesus!
The strife will not be long;
This day the noise of battle,
The next the victor's song:
To him that overcometh,
A crown of life shall be;
He with the King of Glory
Shall reign eternally!
DuiriELD.
1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son!
Hail in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun !
He comes to break oppression.
To set the captive free.
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He shall come down, like showers
Upon the fruitful earth,
And love, and joy, like flowers.
Spring in his path to birth:
Before him on the mountains,
Shall peace, the herald, go:
And righteousness, in fountains,
From hill to valley flow.
3 For him shall prayer unceasing
And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing, —
A kingdom without end:
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove ;
His name shall stand forever, —
That name to us is — Love.
MONTGOMEBT.
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1 When shall the voice of singing,
Flow joyfully along,
When hill and valley ringing,
With one triumphant song,
Proclaim the contest ended.
And him who once was slain.
Again to earth descended.
In righteousness to reign.
2 Then from the lofty mountains
The sacred shout shall fly;
And shady vales and fountains
Shall echo the reply ;
High tow'r and lofty dwelling
Shall send the chorus round,
All hallelujah swelling.
In one eternal sound.
3 Praise to our glorious Savior,
Welcome on earth to reign;
Restored Edenic splendor,
The dead shall live again ;
The monster's triumphs ended.
The grave has lost its sting.
Our Jesus has descended;
Eternal life to bring.
LABAN. S. M.
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2 I love thy Church, 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 prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
4 Beyond thy highest joy
I prize her heav'nly ways,
Her.sweet com munion. solemn vows ,
Her hymns of love and praise.
DwiGHT.
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1 Behold the Prince of Peace,
The chosen of the Lord,
God's well-beloved Son, fulfils
The sure prophetic word.
*2 No royal pomp adorns
This King of Righteousness;
Meekness and patience, truth and love.
Compose his princely dress.
3 The Spirit of the Lord,
In rich abundance shed.
On this great prophet gently lights,
And rests upon his head.
4 Jesus, the light of men!
His doctrine life imparts;
O, may we feel its quick'ning power
To' warm and glad our hearts !
5 Cheered by its beams our souls
Shall run the heavenly way; [trod
The path which Christ has marked and
Will lead to endless day.
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Ye servants of the Lord,
Each in his office wait.
Observant of his heavenly word.
And watchful at his gate.
Let all your lamps be bright.
And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins, as in his sight;
His coming thus proclaim.
Watch 'tis your Lord's command.
And while we speak, he's near —
Mark the first signal of his hand,
And ready all appear.
happy servant he.
In such a posture found!
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.
Doddridge.
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Had I the gift of tongues.
Great God, without thy grace.
My loudest words, my loftiest songs,
Would be but sounding brass.
Though thou shouldst give me skill
Each myst'ry to explain;
Without a heart to do thy will,
My knowledge would be vain.
Had I such faith in God,
As mountains to remove,
No faith can work effectual good,
'Jliat does not work by love.
Grant, then, this one request, —
Whatever be denied, —
That love divine may rule my breast,
And all my actions guide.
Stennett.
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2 We follow thee, our Guide,
Our Savior, and our King;
Wefollow thee, through grace supplied
From heaven's eternal spring.
3 We soon shall see the day
When all our toils shall cease;
When we shall cast our arms away,
And dwell in endless peace.
4 This hope supports us hete;
It makes our burdens light;
'Twill serve our drooping heart tocheer,
Till faith shall end in sicht.
Thomas Kelly.
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1 My times are in thy hand;
My God I'd have them there.
My life, my friends, my soul I leave
Entirely to thy care.
2 " My times are in thy hand;"
Whatever they may be.
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright.
As best they seem to thee.
3 " My times are in thy hand,"
Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
4 "i\Iy times are in thy hand,"
I'll always trust in thee,
And after death at thy right hand
I shall forever be.
William F. Lloyd.
13
1 Behold what wondrous grace,
The Father hath bestowed,
On creatures of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!
2 'Tis no surprising thing.
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their king,
God's well beloved Son.
3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we shall be made;
But when we see our Savior here.
We shall be like our Head.
4 A hope so much divine.
May trials well endure ;
May purge our soul from every sin,
As Christ, the Lord, is pure.
Wattb.
14
1 The day is past and gone.
The evening shades appear;
Oh, may we all remember well
The night of death draws near.
2 We lay our garments by,
Upon our beds to rest;
So death may soon disrobe us all
Of what we here possess.
3 Lord, keep us safe this night.
Secure from all our fears;
May angels guard us while we sleep,
Till morning light appears.
John Leland.
4 When mortal life is past,
And we to earth are borne;
Oh, may we in the Savior rest.
To wait his glad return. J. W. W.
DENNIS. S. M.
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15. How gen - tie God's com-mancls! How kind his pre - cepts are!
Come cast your bur -dens on the Lord, And trust his con-stant care.
2 His bounty will provide.
His saints securely dwell:
That hand which bears creation up,
Shall guard his children well.
3 Why should this anxious load
Press down your weary mind?
0,seek your heav'nly Father's throne
And peace and comfort find.
4 His goodness stands approved,
Unchanged from day to day;
I'll drop my burden at his feet,
And bear a song away.
Doddridge.
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1 The morn is breaking clear.
The night is flying fast.
The day of righteousness is near,
The time of sin is past,
2 Our Master is at hand.
He came his own to save;
He comes the kingdoms to command,
To ransom from the grave,
3. He came to heal and bless,
To banish ev'ry ill;
He comes to bring his scatter 'd race,
To Zion's holy hill.
4 Earth's high ones he'll abase.
And bring them to the dust;
His humble brethren he will raise
To place, and power, and trust.
5 Tn him shall men be blest,
His name shall be extoll'd,
No more shall nations be distrest.
Nor war her deeds unfold.
6 Jehovah's mighty fame
Shall spread from shore to i-hore.
The earth her jubilee shall claim,
And troubled be no more.
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1 Behold! the grace appears,
The blessing promised long;
Angels announce the Savior near,
In this triumphant song.
2 In worship so divine
Let men employ their tongues;
With the celestial host we join.
And loud repeat their songs —
3 ''Glory to God on high,
And heav'nly peace on earth;
Good will to men — to angels joy.
At our Redeemer's birth."
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1 Down to sacred wave
The Lord of life was led:
And he who came our souls to save
In Jordan bpwed his head.
2 He taught the solemn way,
He fixed the holy rite :
He bade his ransomed ones obey,
And keep the path of light.
3 Blest Savior, we will tread
In thy appointed way;
Let glory o'er these scenes be shed.
And smile on us to-day.
Sa.muei. F. Smith.
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2 Before our Father's throne
VVe pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
3 When we asunder part.
It chives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.
4 This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way; _
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.
5 From sorrow, toil and pain,
And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.
J, Fawcett.
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1 Welcome, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise !
Welcome to this reviving breast.
And those rejoicing eyes!
2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
Watts.
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1 In erpectation sweet
We'll wait, and sing, and pray.
Till Christ's triumphal ear we meet.
And see an endless day.
2 He comes! the Conqueror comes;
Death fal:s beneath his sword;
The joyful prisoners burst their tombs
And rise to meet our Lord.
3 The trumpet sound — awake! »
Ye dead, to judgment come!
The pillars of creation shake,
While man receives his doom.
4 Thrice happy morn for those
Who love the ways of peace:
No night of sorrow e'er shall close
Or slaade their perfect bliss.
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1 How wondrous is the love
That makes us heirs of God!
That love that has renew'd our hearts,
And all our guilt removed.
2 The saints, though here unknown,
Are princes in disguise:
Nor shall their glories be revealed
Till Christ shall leave the skies.
3 Then shall thej' see his face,
And in his blissful sight.
Shall with his image be adorned
And shine divinely bright.
4 Transported with this hope.
And with these blessings crowned;
Holy and heavenly be our lives,
Such as our Lord's was found.
5 That hope shall not be vain
Which operates by love ;
While hourly fruits of righteousness
Its heavenly virtue prove.
BOYLSTON. S. M.
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Meet on the battle-plain;
Our holiest hopes seem vainest boasts,
And tears are shed like rain.
3 Lord Jesus come! the slave
Still bears his heavy chains,
Their daily bread the hungry crave,
While teem the fniitful plains.
4 Hark! herald voices near
Lead on the happier day;
Come, Lord, and our hosannas hear;
We wait to strew thy way.
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1 To bless thy chosen race.
In mercy. Lord, incline,
And cause the brightness of thy face,
On all thy saints to shine.
2 That so thy wond'rous ways
May through the world be known,
While distant lands their homage pay,
And thy salvation own.
3 Let all the nation^ join
To celebrate thy fame,
And all the world, Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.
4 Oh, let them shout and sing
With joy and pious mirth.
For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Shalt govern all the earth.
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1 When overwhelmed with grief,
My heart within me lies.
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Hopeless and far from all relief,
To heaven I lift mine eyes.
2 Oh, lead me to the rock
That's high above my head.
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,
Forever I'll abide;
Thou art the tower of ray defence,
The refuge where I hide.
4 Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear my name;
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
Watts.
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1 " Forever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be;
Life from the dead is in that word—
'Tis immortality.
2 So when my Savior's voice
Shall rend the grave in twain,
I then shall triumph over death,
And life eternal gain.
3 Knowing as I am known,
\\o\v shall I love that word,
And oft repeat before thy throne,
' ' Forever with the Lord ! ' '
MONTGOMEBT.
4 With crown that will not fade,
Presented by his hand ;
In robes of righteousness arrayed,
Before my King to stand, j. w. W.
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2 " Asleep in Jesus! " oh, how sweet,
To be for such a slumber meet!
With holy confidence to sinff,
That death has lost his venom 'd sting.
3 " Asleep in Jesus!" peaceful rest,
Whose wakino: is supremely blest;
Nor fear nor woe shall dim the hour,
That manifests the Savior's power,
4 " Asleep in Jesus! " oh for me
May such a blissful refuge be;
Securely shall my ashes lie.
And wait the summons from on high.
Mackay.
28
1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives;
What joy the sweet assurance gives!
He lives, triumphant from the grave;
He lives, omnipotent to save.
2 He lives, to bless me with his love;
He lives, to plead my cause above;
He lives, to silence all my fears;
He lives, to wipe away my tears.
3 He lives, my wise and powerful Friend ;
He lives, and loves me to the end;
He lives, my mansions to prepare;
He lives, to guide me safely there.
4 He lives, all glory to his name!
He lives, eternally the same ;
What joy the sweet assurance gives,
That Jesus, my Redeemer, lives!
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1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb!
Take this new treasure to thy trust;
And give these sacred relics room
To slumber in the silent dust.
2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear.
Invade thy bounds; no moral woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here.
While angels watch the soft repose.
3 So Jesus slept; God's dying Son [bed:
Passed thro' the grave and blessed the
Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne
The morning break,and pierce the shade.
4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn I
Attend, earth! his sovereign word:
Restore thy trust; a glorious form
Shall then ascend to meet the Lord!
Watts.
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1 How blest the sacred tie, that binds â–
In sweeet communion kindred minds!
How swift the heavenly course they run.
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes
are one.
2 To each, the life of each, how dear;
What tender love! — what holy fear!
How does the gen'rous flame within
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin,
3 Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and human woe;
Their ardent prayers together rise.
Like mingling flame and sacrifice.
4 Together oft they seek the place
Where God reveals his smiling face ;
How high, and strong their raptures
swell;
There's none but kindred souls can tell,
Anna L. Barbold, Alt'd.
5 Together when the Lord shall come.
And angels' voice shall call them home,
From opened graves, from land and sea.
They dwell in blessed unity. J. w. W.
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2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
3 I yield my powers to thy command;
To thee 1 consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
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1 God, in the gospel of his Son,
Makes his eternal counsels known;
'Tis here his richest mercy shines.
And truth is drawn in fairest lines.
2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts.
To form our minds, to cheer our hearts;
Its influence makes the sinner live;
It bids the drooping saint revive.
3 Our raging passions it controls,
And comfort yields to contrite souls;
It brings a better world in view,
And guides us all our journey through.
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1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord,
Who lives by aniicls now adored;
That Jesus who once died for me.
Who bore my sins in agony.
2 I'm not ashamed to own his laws,
Nor lo defend his noble cause;
The way he's gone is lined with blood,
may I tread the steps he trod.
3 I'm not ashamed to bear the cross.
For which I count all things but dross.
Whate'er I'm bid to do or say.
When Christ commands, I will obey.
4 I'm not ashamed to be despised.
By those who ne'er religion prized:
Nor will I prove to Christ untrue,
For all that men can say or do.
5 This world's vain honors will I shun,
The narrow way to life I'll run;
That this at last my boast may be,
My Savior's not ashamed of me.
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1 Thou God, before whose heavenly state
Thy saints in sacred rev'rence bow;
Lord God of Hosts, oh, who is great.
Or who enrobed with truth, as thou?
2 Thou nil'st the angry ocean's tide,
And bid'st its swelling waves repose;
Thou tramplest down the hosts of pride,
And strew 'st afar thy broken foes.
o The heav'ns are thine, and thine the earth ;
Thou framed'st the land and thou the
sea; [birth,
Thou giv'st the North and South their
Tabor and Hermon shout to thee.
4 Thine arm has empire all its own; [sway:
High holds thy strong right hand its
Justice and judgment rear thy throne,
And truth and grace prepare thy way.
5 How bless'd to know thy trumpet's voice.
And walk beneath thy guiding eye!
Each day in thee shall such rejoice.
And thy just power shall lift them high.
MIGDOL. L. M.
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He's your defence, yourjoy, your rest;
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.
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1 Our Savior lives, no more to die;
He lives, our Head, enthroned on high,
He lives triumphant o'er the grave;
He ever lives to bless and save.
2 He lives to chase our darkest fears;
He lives to wipe away our tears;
He lives our kingdom to prepare;
He lives to bring us safely there.
3 He lives to mediate above;
He lives that we his grace may prove;