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First Straiu of tlie Melody preiwJ to tlie Hymns;




rord'''-P^ T^ making melody in your heart to the

N. TIBBALS & CO., 37 Park Ro^.






Entered accoi-ding to Act of Congress in the year 1868,


lu tlie Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United

States, for the Southern Dietrict of New York.


This Hymn-Book has grown out of a sense of
want, increasingly felt through a pastorate of
over twenty years ; — the want of appi'opriate
singing in social meetings for devotion.

The church hymn-hooks, though « taining
the richest spiritual poetry, have too uch of
stateliness ; they are too didactic, too deficient
in those lively sentimental hymns and choruses
which thrill the popular heart. The use of
these hooks in social meetings fosters a stiffness,
foi'mality and coldness, which tend to make the
Chapel an uninteresting and unpopular place.
Moreover, these hooks are either too large, or
are in such small type, that few persons will
carry them to the prayer-meeting : hence, either
hut a small portion of the congregation sing at
aU; or hymns familiar to the people will he
sung from week to week, through years of
wearisome repetitions, until all interest in this
part of Divine worship has ceased.

Tiie want of a suitable collection of prayer-
meeting hymns, has opened the way for the
introduction of many light, frivolous pieces in
some congregations, which has inspired a piety
as vapid and superficial as the doggerel songs
that produced it. To meet the want so gener-
ally felt, many little volumes, of more or less
merit, have been compiled ; and, for a time, they
have done good service. But, after examining
near a score of these hooks, hoping to find one in

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all respects adapted to the wants of tlie Chapel,
the •writer has not been able to find one that he
could full}" recommend to his congregation for
general and pei'manent use. Some of them are
too large and unportablc : others contain so
much music that they too much restiict the
number and variety of the hymns : in some the
liymns are not classified so as to aid in finding,
on the instant, just what is needed : many of
them attempt too much — encumbering their
pa^-es with Sunday-school, temperance, patriotic
and other hymns, that are not used in the
Chapel ; and other books are too small.

This book has been compiled with the hope
of approaching the golden mean between these
various extremes. Its selections have been made
from a very wide range — near ten thousand
hymns having been gleaned from, and those
have been selected which were deemed most
spiritual and best adapted to Chapel use. The
standard hymns of Wesley, "Watts, IMontgomery
and Newton largely enrich these pages ; while the
best of those of more recent authorship, whose
merits must secure for them a wide-spread popu-
larity, and some of which have not yet appeared
in the church and chapel hymn-books, are here
given. Over four hundred of these choice and
approved hymns are here brought together in a
neat, portable volume, and arranged under the
appropriate captions of Invocation, Awakening,
Inviting, Penitence, Faith and Assurance, Joy
and Praise, The Christian Life, Consecration and
Holiness, The Final Triumph and Home iu
Heaven. These captions are so conspicuously

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printed that, on opening the Look at random,
the readei* will instantly see the class of subjects
1o which the hyms hefore him helong. Much
lahor has been spent in so arranging the hymns,
that no leaves have to be turned while singing
any one piece. The tmics selected are the most
popular and familiar ones in general use. Only
enough of each tune is published to enable the
Precentor to give it the right pitch, time and
movement. The first strain of the air is sufficient
to call up the w^hole time, in all its parts.

Extensive correspondence with the authors
and owners of the copyrights of these hymns
lias been had, and their consent to this use of
them has been obtained. Nevertheless, some aro
here published anonymously — ^just as we found
them. Acknowledgements are hereby gratefully
tendered to Messrs. Perkinpine & Higgins,
(Phila.) Publishers of Revival and Camp-Meet-
ing Minstrel; to Mr. Wm. B. Bradbury, New
York, the author of the Golden Chain, Golden
Censor, and several other exquisite Sunday-
school books ; to Hon. Samuel Booth, Brook-
lyn, Compiler of Sunday-school Hymns; to H.
Waters, Publisher of Sunday-school Bell, New
York ; and to Dr. H. Mattison, Com.piler of
Sacred Melodies, for permission to use hymns in
their collections ; also to others, whose names
appear in connection with their valuable contri-
butions to this work.

G. A. H.

Brooklyn, January, 1868.



I. Invocation 1-27

II. Awakening 28-51

III. Inviting to Jesus 52-75

lY. Penitently Seeking God.. 76-103

V. Faith and Assurance 104-139

VI. Joy and Praise 135-174

VII. The Christian Life 180-231

VIII. Consecration & IIoliness..232-277
IX. The Triumph and Home

in Heaven 278-319

X. Closing Hymns and Dox-

OLOGY 320-324


Give. C. M.



COME, Holy Gliost, inspire our songs
With thine immortal flame ;
Enlarge our hearts, unloose our tongues,
To praise the Saviour's name.

2 How great the riches of his grace !

He left his throne above,
And, swift to save our ruin'd race,
He flew on wings of love.

3 Now pardon, life and joys divine.

In rich abundance flow,
For guilty rebels, dead in sin,
And doom'd to endless wo.

4 The' almighty Former of the skies

Stoop'd to our low abode ;
While angels view'd with wond'ring eyes,
And hail'd the' incarnate God.

5 Eenew our souls with heavenly strength,

That we may fully prove [length,

The height, and depth, and breadth, and
Of such transcendent love.


Hendon. 5tli P. M.

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COME, my soul, thy suit prepare ;
Jesus loves to answer prayer ;
He himself invites thee near,
Bids thee ask him, waits to hear.

2 Lord, I come to thee for rest ;
Take possession of my breast ;

There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

3 "While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer ;

As my guide, my guard, my friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.

4 Show me what I have to do ;
Every hour iny strength renew ;
Let me live a life of faith ;

Let me die thy people's death.


LORD, we come before thee now,
At thy feet we humbly bow ;
O, do not our suit disdain ;
Shall we seek thee. Lord, in vain?
2 Lord, on thee our souls depend;
In compassion now descend ;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace,
Tune our lips to sing thy praise.


Comfort those who weep and mourn ;
Let the time of joy return ;
Those that are cast down lift up ;
Make them strong in faith and hope.
Grant that all may seek and find
Thee, a gracious God and kind :
Heal the sick, the captive free ;
Let us all rejoice in thee.


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80^ of God, thy blessing grant ;
Still supply my every want ;
Tree of life, thine influence shed :
From thy fulness I am fed.
Tend'rest branch, alas ! am I, —
Wither without thee, and die ;
Weak as helpless infancy :
O confirm my soul in thee !
TJnsustained by thee, I fall :
Send the help for which I call ;
Weaker than a bruised reed,
Help I every moment need.
All my hopes on thee de^Dcnd ;
Love me, save me to the end ;
Give me persevering grace ;
Take the everlasting praise.

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Eetreat. L. M.



FEOM every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat :
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads ;

A place -^han all beside more sweet, -
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.

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

4 There, there on eagles' \Wngs we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more ; [greet.
And Heaven comes down our souls to
While glory crowns the mercy-seat.



PEAYEE is appointed to convey
The blessings God designs to give ;
Long as they live should Christians pray ;
They learn to pray when first they live.
2 If pain afiflict, or wrongs oppress ;
If cares distract, or fears dismay ;
If guilt deject ; if sin distress ;

In every case, still watch and pray.


3 'Tis prayer supports tlie soul that's weak ;
Though thought be broken,language lame,

Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak ;
But pray with faith in Jesus' name.

4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ;
Make all thy wants and wishes known ;

Fear not ; his merits must prevail ;
Ask but in faith, it shall be done.


Duke Street. L. M.

OTHOU, our Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Behold a cloud of incense rise ;
The prayers of saints to heaven ascend,
Grateful, accepted sacrifice.

2 Regard our prayers for Zion's peace ;

Shed in our hearts thy love abroad ;
Thy gifts abundantly increase ;
Enlarge, and fill us all with God.

3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go,

And guide into thy perfect will :
Cause us thy hallow'd name to know ;
The Work of faith in us fulfill.

4 Help us to make our calling sure ;

O let us all be saints indeed.
And pure, as thou thyself art pure, —
Oonform'd in all things to our Head.

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Sweet Hour of Prayer. L. M. D.

Golden Chain. By permission of VT. B. Bradbury,

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O WEET liour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer!

^^ That calls me from this world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief;
And oft escaped the tempest's snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.

2 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petitions bear,

To him whose truth and faithfubiess
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And, since he bids me seek his face.
Believe his word and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my every care,
4.nd wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.

3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of pra yer!
May I thy consolation share,

Till, from Mount Pisgnh's lofty height,

I view my home and take my flight. jg

This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise, ■

To seize the everlasting prize ;

And shout, while passing through the air,

Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer .


Martyn. 7th P. M.


SAVIOUR, when, in dust, to thee
Low wc bow the adoring knee, —
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes, —
O, by all thy pain and wo
Suffer' d once for man below,
Bending from thy throne on high,
Hear us when to thee we cry.

By thine hour of dark despair,
By thine agony of prayer ;
By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
Piercing spear, and tort'ring scorn
By the gloom that veil'd the skies
O'er the dreadful sacrifice, —
Jesus, look with pitying eye ;
Listen to our humble cry.

By the deep, expiring groan ;
By the sad, sepulchral stone ;
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God, —
O, from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, re-ascended Lord,
Saviour, Prince, exalted high,
Hear, hear, our humble cry.

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C. M.

LOED ! when we bend before thy throne,
And our confessions pour,
O may we feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.

2 Our contrite spirits pitying see ;

True penitence impart ;
And let a healing ray from thee,
Beam peace into each heart.

3 "When we disclose our wants in prayer,

O let our wills resign ;
And not a thought our bosom share,
Which is not wholly thine.

4 And when with heart and voice we strive

Our grateful hymns to raise,
Let love divine within us live,
And fill our souls with praise.


J INTERNAL Spirit ! God of truth !
^ Our contrite hearts inspire ;
Kindle a flame of heavenly love —
The pure celestial fire.
2 Subdue the power of every sin,
Whate'er that sin may be ;
That we, in singleness of heart.
May worship only thee.



) 3 Tlien with our spirits witness bear,
That we are sons of God ;
Eedeem'd from sin, and death, and hell,
Through Christ's atoning blood.

Mear. C. M.


FATHEE, behold, with gracious eyes,
The souls before thy throne,
Who now present their sacrifice,
And seek thee in thy Son.

2 Well pleased in him thyself declare

Thy pard'ning love reveal ;
The peaceful answer of our prayer,
On every conscience seal.

3 On me, on all, some gift bestow,

Some blessing now impart ;
The seed of life eternal sow,
In every waiting heart.

4 Refresh us with a ceaseless shower

Of graces from above,
Till all receive the perfect power
Of everlasting love.


THE praying spirit breathe ;
The watching power impart ;
From all entanglements beneath,
Call off my peaceful heart.

2 My feeble mind sustain,

By worldly thoughts opprcss'd ;
Appear, and bid mo turn again
To my eternal rest.

3 Swift to my rescue come ;

Thine own this moment seize ;
Gather my wand'ring spirit home,
And keep in perfect peace.

4 Suffer'd no more to rove

O'er all the earth abroad,
Arrest the pris'ner of thy love.
And shut me up in God.


JESUS, we look to thee.
Thy promised presence claim ;
Thou in the midst of us shalt be,

Assembled in thy name.
Not in the name of pride
Or selfishness we meet ;
From nature's paths we turn aside.
And worldly thoughts forget.



3 We meet the grace to take,

Whicli thoii hast freely given ;
We meet on earth for thy dear sake,
That we may meet in heaven.

4 Present we know thou art,

But O, thyself reveal !
Xow, Lord, let every bounding heart
Thy mighty comfort feel.

C. Weslev.


S. M.

OLOED, thy v/ork revive,
In Zion's gloomy hour,
And let our dying graces Kve
By thy restoring power.

2 let thy chosen few

Awake to earnest prayer ;
Their covenant again renev/,
And walk in filial fear.

3 Thy Spirit then will speak

Through lips of humble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break, —
Till rebels shall obey.

4 Now lend thy gracious ear ;

Now listen to our cry ;
O come, and bring salvation near ;
Our souls on thee rely.



I>EFOEE thy throne wo bow,
^ O thou almighty King ;
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing.

2 While in thy house we kneel.

With trust and holy fear.
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal.
And lend a gracious ear.

3 Lord, teach our hearts to pray.

And tune our lips to sing ;
Nor from thy presence cast away
The sacrifice we bring.



LOED God, the Holy Ghost !
In this accepted hour,
As on the day of Pentecost,
Descend in all thy power.

2 We meet with one accord

In our appointed place,
And wait the promise of our Lord, —
The Spirit of all grace.

3 Like mighty rushing wind

Upon the waves beneath,
!Move with one impulse every mind;
One soul, one feeling breathe.



The young, the old inspire

With wisdom from above ;
And give us hearts and tongues of fire,

To pray, and praise, and love.


3d P. M.


OTHOU that hearest prayer,
Attend our humble cry ;
And let thy servants share
Thy blessing from on high :
We plead the promise of thy word ; —
Grant us thy Holy Spirit, Lord !

2 If earthly parents hear

Their children when they cry ;
If they, with love sincere,

Their children's wants supply ;
Much more wilt thou thy love display,
And answer when thy children pray.

3 Our heavenly Father, thou ;

We, children of thy grace ;
O let thy spirit now

Descend and fill the place ;
That all may feel the heavenly flame,
And all unite to praise thy name.




19tli P. M.






COME, thou Almighty King,
Help us thy Name to sing,
Help us to praise :
Father all-glorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come, and reign over us.
Ancient of days.

2 Come, thou incarnate Word,
Gird on thy mighty sword.

Our prayer attend ;
Come, and thy peo]ple bless,
And give thy word success :
Spirit of holiness,

On us descend.

3 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear,

In this glad hour :
Thou who Almighty art.
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart.

Spirit of power.





CPIEIT of life, and light, and love,
^^ Thy heavenly influence give ;
Quicken our souls, our guilt remove,
That we in Christ may live.

2 To our benighted minds reveal

Tlie glories of his grace,
And bring us where no clouds conceal
The brightness of his face.

3 His love within us shed abroad, —

Life's ever-springing well ;
Till God in us, and we in God,
In love eternal dwell.



FATHER, to thee my soul I lift ;
My soul on thee depends ;
Convinced that every perfect gift
From thee alone descends.

2 Mercy and grace are thine alone,

And power and Avisdom too ;
Without the Spirit of thy Son,
We nothing good can do.

3 We cannot speak one useful word,

One holy thought conceive,
Unless, in answer to our Lord,
Thyself the blessing give.

4 His blood demands the purchased grace ;

His blood's availing plea
Obtain'd the help for all our race,
And sends it down to me.

G Weslet.




FOUNTAIN of life, to all below
Let thy salvation roll ;
"Water, replenish, and o'erflow
Every believing soul.

2 The well of life to ns thon art, —

Of joy, the swelling flood ;
Wafted by thee, with willing heart,
"We swift return to God.

3 "We soon shall reach the boundless sea ;

Into thy fulness fall ;
Be lost and swallow'd up m thee, —
Our God, oui- All in All.

C. Weslky.


SEE, Jesus, thy disciples see ;
The promised blessing give ;
Met in thy name, we look to thee,
Expecting to receive.

2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord,

\^^lo in thy name are join'd ;
"We wait, according to thy word,
Thee in the midst to find.

3 "With us thou art assembled here,

But O, thyself reveal ;
Son of the living God, appear !
Let us thy presence feel.


4 Breatlie on us, Lord, in this our day,
And these dry bones shall live ;
Speak peace into our hearts, and say,
The Holy Ghost receive.

C. Weslev.

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PEAYEE, is the soul's sincere desire,
Utter'd or unexpress'd ;
The motion of a hidden fire
That trembles in the breast.

2 Prayer is the simplest form of speech

That infant lips can try ;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.

3 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,

The Christian's native air ;
His watchword at the gates of death,—
He enters heaven with prayer.

4 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,

Eeturning from his ways ;
While angels, in their songs, rejoice.
And cry : Behold, he prays !

5 O Thou, by whom we come to God, —

The Life, the Truth, the Way,—
The path of prayer thyself hast trod :
Lord, teach us how to pray !



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/^ OD of Lore, Avho hcarest prayer,
^^ Kindly for thy people care,
Who on thee alone depend :
Love us, save us to the end.

2 Save us, in the prosp'rous hour.
From the flatt'ring tempter's power ;
From his unsuspected wiles, —
From the world's pernicious smiles.

3 Never let the world break in ;
Fix a mighty gulf between ;
Keep us little and unknown.
Prized and loved by God alone.

4 Let us still to thee look up, —
Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope ;
Nothing know, or seek, beside
Jesus, and him crucified.

C. AVeslev


I^ATHEE, at thy footstool see
- Those who now are one in thee :
Draw us by thy grace alone :
Give, O give us to thy Son.
2 Jesus, Friend of human kind.
Let us in thy name be join'd ;
Each to each unite and bless ;
Keej) us still in perfect peace.



3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove,
Shed thy overshadowing love ;
Love, the sealing grace, impart ;
Dwell vv^ithin our single heart.

4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Be to us what Adam lost ;
Let us in thine image rise ;
Give us back our Paradise.


Hebrox. L.





OTHOTJ who earnest from above.
The pure celestial fire to' impart,
Kindle a flame of sacred love,

On the mean altar of my heart.
There let it for thy glory burn,

With inextinguishable blaze ;
And trembling to its Source return,

In humble love and fervent praise.
Jesus, confirm my heart's desire,

To work, and speak, and think for thee ;
Still let me guard the holy fire,

And still stir up thy gift in me.
Heady for all thy perfect will,

My acts of faith and love repeat,
Till death thy endless mercies seal.

And make the sacrifice complete.


Sicilian Hymn. 9tli P. M.

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IN tliy name, O Lord, assembling,
"VYe, thy people, now draw near :
Teach, us to rejoice with trembling ;
Speak, and let thy servants hear :

Hear with meekness, —
Hear thy word with godly fear.

While our days on earth are lengthen'd,
May we give them. Lord, to thee :

Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd,
May we run, nor weary be ;

Till thy glory.
Without cloud, in heaven we see.

There, in worship purer, sweeter,

All thy people shall adore ;
Sharing then in rapture greater
Than they could conceive before : —

Full enjoyment, —
Full and pure, forever more.

Saints and angels, join'd 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.


The Rock Higher than I. P. M.

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IN seasons of grief, to my God I'll repair,
When my heart is o'erwhelm'd with sorrow and care,
From the ends of the earth, unto thee will I cry ;
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
Higher than I, higher than I,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than 1.

2 When Satan, the tempter, comes in like a flood,
To di'ive my poor soul from the fountain of good,
I'll pray to the Lord, who for sinners did die —
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.

Higher than I, higher than I,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.

3 And when I have finish' d my pilgi-image here.
Complete in Christ's righteousness I shall appear ;
In the swellings of Jordan all dangers defy,

And look to the Rock that is higher than I.

Higher tlian I, higher than I,

And look to the Rock that is higher than I.

4 And when the last trumpet shall sound through th?
And the dead from the dust of the earth shall arise, [skies ,
Transported I'll join with the ransom'd on high

To praise the great Rock that is higher than I.

Higher than I, higher than I,
To praise the great Rock that Is higher than I.

Sacred Melodies, p. 3?1



S. M.



AND canst thou, sinner, slight
The call of love Divine ?
Shall God with tenderness invite,
And gain no thought of thine ?
2 AVilt thou not cease to grieve
The Spirit from thy breast,
Till he thy wretched soul shall leave,
"With all thy sins opprest V
o To-day a pardoning God

AVill hear the suppliant pray ;
To-day a Saviour's cleansing blood
Will wash thy guilt away.
4 But grace so dearly bought,

If yet thou wilt despise, [fraught

Thy fearful doom, with vengeance
Will fill thee with surprise.



THIS world can never give
The bliss for which wo sigh ;
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.
2 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above.
Unmeasured by the flight of years ;
And all that life is love.



3 There is a death, wliose pang

Outlasts the fleeting breath :
O ! what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death.

4 Thou God of truth and grace,

Teach us that death to shun ;
Lest we be banished from thy face,
For evermore undone.




SINNERS, this solemn truth regard-
Hear, all ye sons of men,
For Christ the Saviour hath declared :

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