If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word:

And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.

F. VV. Faber.

359

1 Hark! the voice of Jesus calling, —

Who will go and work today?
Fields are white, the harvest waiting, -

Who will bear the sheaves away?
Loud and long the Master calleth,

Rich reward he offers free :
Who will answer, gladly saying,

" Here am I, Lord, send me."

2 If you cannot ci'oss the ocean

And the heathen lands explore,
You can find the heathen nearer,

You can help them at your door:
If you cannot speak like angels,

If }'0U cannot preach like Paul,
You can tell the love of Jesus,

You can say he died for all.

3 While the souls of men are dying,

And the Master calls for you,
Let none hear you idly saying.

There is nothing I can do!"
Gladly take the task he gives you,

Let his work your pleiisure be:
Answer quickly when he calleth,

" Here am I, Lord, send me."



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2 may the gracious words divine.

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So will the Lord his folTwer join.

And walk and talk iiimself with me;
So shall my heart his presence prove,
And burn with everlasting love.

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest,

may the reconciling word
Sweetly compose my weary breast,

While on the bosom of my Lord
I sink in blissful dreams away,
'Mid visions of eternal day.

4 Rising to sing my Savior's praise.

Thee may I publish all day long;
And let thy precious words of grace

Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue.
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to the church above.



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361

] Beautiful Zion, dear to me.
Beautiful every thing I see,



Beautiful gates of pearly white.
Beautiful temple — God its light;
He who was slain on Calvary
Opens those pearly gates to me.

2 Beautiful home, where all is light,
Beautiful angels, clothed in white,
Beautiful strains, that never tire,
Beautiful harps through all the choir;
There shall I join the chorus sweet,
Worshiping at the Savior's feet.

3 Beautiful crowns on every brow.
Beautiful palms the conquerors show;
Beautiful robes the ransomed wear.
Beautiful all who enter there;
Thither I press with eager feet :
There shall my rest be long and sweet.

4 Beautiful throne for Christ the King,
Beautiful songs the angels sini;',
Beautiful rest, all wanderings cease.
Beautiful home of perfect peace;
There shall my eyes the Savior see:
Haste to this heavenly home with me.



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Yet loved me notwithstanding all;
He saved me frem my lo&t estate,
His loving-kindness is so great.

3 Through mighty hosts of cruel foes.
Where earth and hell my way oppose.
He safely leads my soul along,

His loving-kindness is so strong.

4 Often I feel my sinful heart
I'rone from my Jesus to depart;
And though I oft have him forgot,
His loving-kindness changes not.

5 So when I pass death's gloomy vale.
And life and mortal powers shall fail.
Oh, may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness smg in death !

Samuel Medley.

363

1 Rise! crowned with light, great Salem,
Exalt thy head, lift up thine eyes; [rise!
See a long train thy courts adorn,

Of sons and daughters newly born.

2 See nations at thy gate attend,
And lowly in thy temple bend;
Behold them flowing to thy land,
Eager within thy gates to stand.

3 See heaven its portals wide display,
And pour on thee a flood of day;



Thy day shall shine forever bright.
For God himself shall be thy light.

4 Though Gentile thrones in smoke decay.
Their boasted glories melt away ;
Firm as a rock thy power remains.
For thy great King, Messiah, reigns.

364

1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
^Vho all night long unwearietl sing
High praises to th' eternal King.

3 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me while I slept:
Grant.Lord.when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life paitake.

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew:
Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my firstsprings of thoughtand will,
And with thyself my spirit till.

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day.
All I design, or do, or say;

That all my powers, with all theirmight.
In thy sole glory may unite.



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365. Ye have great need,

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2 Ye have g:reat need, watchful eye,
So often raised to One on hi<i-h,
Watchintj: for light to rift the cloud.
While earth is wrapt in n ight 's dark shroud;
'J'hough tears may fall like ceaseless rain
Thine eye shall brighten soon again.

3 Ye have great need, weary feet,
Whose restless fevered pulses beat,
O'er thorny path and rocky height,
In noontide's heat, or starless night;
But on the crystal river's shore

Is peace and rest forevermore.

4 Ye have great need, weary heart,
Wlioseqiuv'ringcords would gladlypart.
If but the burning cross be riven,
Beneath the loving hand of heaven, —
To-day forget the cruel strife.

And crown with patience all your life.

5 "Rest in the Lord, and wait for him,"
Though days be dark and hope be dim;
Through martyr-fires witli naked feet,
Be loyal still, while heart shall beat,
For hope and promise both are thine,

" It shall be light at evening time."

Mrs. H. V. R.

366

1 What have I done for thee, Christ,
That thou should'st do so much for me;
In all these years of wasted life.
Of pleasures full, of sweet joys rife?
Oh, thou didst give them all to me I
What have 1 done, Christ, for thee?



What have I done for thee, Christ,
That thou should'st die on Calvary?
I've wasted all these precious years;
Trampled thy blood.and scorn 'd thy tears,
Slighted thy pleading calls to me,
This have 1 done, Christ, for thee.
3 What have T done, Christ, for thee,
That thou shouldstpleadin heav'ntorme;
Uh, when I think of all thy love.
Thy prayers on earth, thy prayers above.
My soul cries out in agony.
What have I done, Christ, for thee?
Mrs. LuE M. Hoffman.

367

1 EternaIj Father, strong to save,

\V hose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bidst the mighty ocean deep,
Its own appointed limits keep,
hear us when we cry to thee,
For those in peril on the sea.

2 Christ, whose voice the waters heard,
And hush'd their raging at thy word;
Who walketh on the foaming deep.
And calm amidst its rage did sleep,

hear us when we cry to thee,
For those in peril on the sea.

3 Most Holy Spirit, who did'st brood, '
Upon the chaos dark and rude;

And bid its angry tumult cease.
And give for wild confusion peace,
hear us when we cry to thee.
For those in peril on ihe sea.



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Pleased as man with men t' appear,
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Hark! the herald angels sing,
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369

1 Hauk! the song of jubdee,

lioud as mighty thunder's roar,

Or the fullness of the sea.

When it l)reaks upon the shore!

Hallelujah! for the Lord
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Hallelujah! let the word

Echo round the earth and main.

2 Hallelujah! hark, the sound,

From the depths unto the skies.
Wakes above, beneath, around.

All creation's harmonies!
See Jehovah's banners furled! [done!

Sheathed his sword! he speaks — 'tis
And the kingdoms of this world

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3 He shall reign from pole to pole.

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Evil thoughts, perverse behavior,

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From the world the flesh deliver.
Save us now and save us ever,

thou Lamb of Calvary.

3 From enticements of the devil,
From the might of spirits evil,

Be our shield and panoply;
Let thy power this night defend us,
And a heavenly peace attend us,

And angelic company.

4 Whil'st the night dews are distilling,
Holy thoughts each heart be filling,

\Vith thine own serenity;
Softly will the eyes be closing,
While on thee the soul reposing.

Ever blessed Deity.

371

1 By the cross of Jesus standing,

Love our straightened souls expanding.

Taste we now the peace and grace;
Health from yonder tree is flowing.
Heavenly light is on it glowing,
From the blessed sutferer's face.

2 Here is pardon's pledge and token,
Guilt's strong chain forever broken.

Righteous peace forever made;
Brightens now the brow, once shaded,
Freshens now the face, once faded,

Peace with God now makes glad.



3 All the love of God is yonder.
Love above all thought and wonder.

Perfect love that casts out fear;
Strength like dew is here distilling,
Glorious life our souls is filling.

Life eternal only here.

4 Here the living water telleth.
Here the rock now smitten welleth.

With salvation freely blest;
This the fount of love and pity,
This the pathway to the city.

This the very gate of rest.

372

1 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures
Sing of those who spread tlie treasures,

In the holy gospel shrined;
Blessed tiding of salvation,
Peace on earth, their proclamation,

Love from God to lost mankind.

2 See the rivers four that gladden.
With their streams the better Eden,

Planted by our Lord most dear:
Christ the fountain, these the waters.
Drink, Zion's sons and daughters,

Drink and find salvation here.

3 that we thy truth confessing,
And thy holy word possessing,

Jesus, may thy love adore;
Unto thee our voices raising.
Thee with all thy ransomed praising.

Ever and forevermore.



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374

1 How long, Lord, our Savior,

Wilt thou remain away?
Our hearts are growing weary

Of tliy so long delay;
when shall come the moment

When, l)righter far than morn,
The sunshine of thy glory

Shall on thy people dawn?

2 How long, gracious Master,

Wilt thou thy household leave?
So long hast thou now tarried.

Few thy return believe;
Immersed in sloth and folly,

Thy servants, Lord, we see;
And tew of us stand ready

With joy to welcome thee.

3 How long, heavenly Bridegroom,

How long wilt thou delay?
And yet how few are grieving

That thou dost absent stay!
Thy very Bride her portion

And calling has forgot.
And seeks for ease and glory

Where thou, her Lord, art not.

4 wake thy slumbering virgins;

Send forth the solemn cry,
Let all the saints repeat it,
"The Bridegroom draweth nigh!'



May all our lamps be burning
Our loins well girded be.

Each longing heart preparing
With joy thy face to see.

375

1 God, the Rock of Ages,

Who evermore hast been,
What time the tempest rages,

Our dwelling place serene:
Before thy first creations,

Lord, the same as now,
To endless generations.

The Everlasting thou!

2 Our years are like the shadows

On sunny hills that lie.
Or grasses in the meadows

That blossom but to die:
A sleep, a dream, a story.

By strangers quickly told,
An unremaining glory

Of things that soon arc old.

3 thou who canst not slumber.

Whose light grows never pale.
Teach us aright to number

Our years before they fail !
On us thy mercy lighten

On us thy goodness rest.
And let thy spirit brighten

The hearts thyself hast blessed !

E. BiCKEKSTETH.



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2 A g'entler stream with g-ladness still
The city of our Lord shall fill.

The royal seat of God most high;
God dwells in Zion, whose fair towers
Shall mock the assaults of earthly pow'rs,

While his almighty aid is nign.

3 Submit to God's almighty sway,
For him the heathen shall ol)ey.

And earth her sovereign Lord confess;
The God of hosts conducts our arms.
Our tower of refuge in idarms.

As to our fathers in distress.



377

1 i.ovr. divine! what hast thou done?

The Lamb of God hath died for me!
The Father s well-beloved Son

Bore all my sins upon the tree;
The La. lib of God for me hath died,
My Lord, my love, is crucified.

2 Is crucified for me and you.

To bring us, rebels, back to God;
Believe, believe, the re ord true.

We all are bought with .Tesns' blood;
P.irdon and peace flow from his side;
My Lord, my love, is crucified.



Then let us sit beneath his cross,
And gladly catch the healing stream;

All things for him account but loss,
And give up all our hearts to him;

Of nothing speak or think beside,

My Lord, my love, is crucified.



378

1 Hail, blessed time of endless joy,

When Jesus shall forever reign ;
Where nothing hurtful shall annoy.

But gladness fill the happy plain!
Free from all sin, and free from fear,
We ne'er shall sigh or shed a tear.

2 Ten thousand thousands then shall raise

Then- joyful notes, and singthis strain;
Awake the song of grateful praise

Unto the Lamb who once was slain;
Hosannas, loud hosannas sing,
Hosannas to th' eternal King.

;{ Forever there with Jesus blest.

Shall fear no death, and feel no pain.
But there shall be in endless rest.

Where dangers ne'er shall threat again;
For .Tesus reigns, and we shall share
With him his fullest glory there.



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Life, and health, and joy bestowing,
Making all around look gay;

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380

1 Guide me, thou great Jehovah?

Pilgrim through this Ijarren land;
I am weak, but thou art miu-hty:
Hold me with thy powerful hand :

Gracious Savior!
Be thou still my strength and shield.

2 Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through;

Bread of heaven!
Feed me till I want no more.

3 Then lead on, almighty Victor,

Scatter every hostile band;
Be our (Uiide, and our Protector.
Till on Zion's mount we stand;

Shouts of vict'ry
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1 Lift j-our heads, ye friends of Jesus,

Partners in his patience here:
Christ, to all believers precious,
Lord of lords, shall soon appear:

Mark the tokens
Of his heavenly kingdom near.

2 Lo! 'tis he! our hearts' desire.

Come for liis espoused below;
Come to join us with his choir.
Come to make our joys o'erflow;

Palms of victory.
Crowns of glory, to bestow.

Chaiiles Wkslet.

382

1 Loud! dismiss us with thy blessing,

Fill our hearts with joy and peace:
Let us each, thy love possessing,
Ti'iumph in redeeming grace;

O refresh us.
Traveling through this wilderness!

2 Thanks we give, and adoration,

For the gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation,
In our hearts and lives abound:

refresh us.
Traveling to eternal rest.



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Himself shall bow beneath the rod

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3 No longer screened by unjust laws,
With none to plead their wicked cause,
The enemies of truth and right

Shall fall before the Judge's sight.

4 The poor who have in sorest need
Enslaved themselves to human greed
Will find in him a righteous friend,

A Judge who will the right defend.

5 Then equity, and truth, and right,
And mercy too from Zion's lieight.
With law, and love, to lands go forth,
To east and west, to north and south.

6 And at the mandate of his word.
Shall warring nations sheathe the sword,
And violence forever cease,

And man with man shall be at peace.

7 Then heathen tribes, made wise, shall

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â–  Themselves a loyal offering :

And kings of distant lands shall meet,
And pay their homage at his feet.

John L. Wince.

384

1 Just as I am, without one plea.
But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bid'st me come to thee,

Lamb of God, I come, I come.

2 Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,

To thee.whose blood can cleanse each spot,
Lamb of God, I come, I come. •

3 Just as I am. though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt.



With fears within, and foes without,
Lamb of God, I come, I come.

4 J ist as I am — poor, wretched, blind —
SisVfht, riches healing of the mind,
Yta, all I need, in thee to find,

Lamb of God, I come, I come.

5 Jusf, as I am, thou wilt receive,

WiR, welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because thy promise 1 believe,
liamb of God, I come, 1 come.

6 Just an f am, thy love unknown
Has brctoni every barrier clown;
Now to bo thine, yea, thine alone,

Lamb of God, I come, I come.

385

1 Blest Lord, when darkness veils the skies,
Prevent the slumber of my eyes.

Till, bowed before the King of kings,
I ask myself the following things:

2 Where have I been — what have I done?
To what new follies have I run ? »
Have I observed each rising thought.
And done the things which God hath

taught?

3 Do secret thoughts and actions prove
My love to God who reigns above?
Do my affections rise on high.

As days and nights successive fly?

4 Do I rejoice in that wise plan
Which governs all the affairs ot man?
Gives life, and health, and joy and reft,
Or sends affliction when 'tis best?

5 And when God's holy law I hear,
Does it alarm my heart with fear?
Or does it sweetly rule within.

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387

1 Love divine, all love excelling, —

Jov of heaven, to earth come down!
Fix ill us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faitnful mercies crown:
Jesus, thou art all compa.ssion,

Pure unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,

Come, thy blessings now impart.

2 Come, almighty to deliver,

Let us all thy grace receive!
Suddenly return, and never.

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Let us see our whole salvation

Perfectly secured by thee!
Changed from mortal into glory,

When with thee we take our place;
Then we'll wear our crowns before thee,

Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

388

1 The glad tidings of the kingdom,

Jesus preached in Galilee;
Bade his followers in their mission,

Tell the same to you and me;
Hope and life are in the message.

Peace, and rest, and joy, are there:
If believing, j'ou receive it.

Run the race with patient care.

2 The glad tidings of the kingdom:

Saving word to dying men ;
Still we sing the blissful message,

Chiist the Lord will come again !
Still to Savior, wo invite you,

Pniy and plead with earnest tears.
You may that dear land inherit,

You may have the endless years!

S. KOXANA WiNCK.



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