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Nos. I. and II. COMBINED.
CONTAINS ALL THE HYMNS HITHERTO PUBLISHED IN “SACRED SONGS AND SOLOS,"
WITH NUMEROUS ADDITIONAL PIECES,
1 Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 1. 3
Tune-S. S. & 8., No. 3. Ho, my comrades ! see the signal I AM so glad that our Father in Reinforcements now appearing, Tells of His love in the Book He has Victory is nigh!
Jesus signals still!
This is the dearest,thatJesus loves me. “By Thy grace we will."
I am so glad that Jesus loves me, 2 See the mighty host advancing,
Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me, even me. Satan leading on:
2 Mighty men around us falling, Though I forget Him, and wander Courage almost gone!
Still He doth love me wherever I 3 See the glorious banner waving ! Hear the trumpet blow!
stray; In our Leader's name we'll triumph Back to His dear loving arms do I flee,
When I remember that Jesus loves me. Over every foe!
3 4 Fierce and long the battle rages, But our help is near :
Oh, if there's only one song I can sing,
see the great Onward comes our greatCommander, When in His beauty Cheer, my comrades, cheer!
This shall my song in eternity be, 2 Tune-S. S. & S., No. 2. THI THERE is a gate that stands ajar, “Oh, what a wonder that Jesus loves
And through its portals gleamA radiance from the cross afar, [ing Jesus loves me, and I know I love Him;
Love brought Him down my poor soul
to redeem ;
tree: 2 That gate ajar stands free for all Oh, I am certain that Jesus loves me! Who seek through it salvation;
5 The rich and poor, the great and If one should ask of me, how can I tell;
Of every tribe and nation. (small, Glory to Jesus, I know very well! 3 Press onward then, though foes may God's Holy Spirit with mine doth frown,
agree, While meroy's gate is open; Constantly witnessing Jesus loves me. Accept the cross, and win the crown,
6 Love's everlasting token.
In this assurance I find sweetest rest, 4 Beyond the river's brink we'll lay Trusting, in Jesus, I know I am blest;
The cross that here is given, Satan, dismayed, from my soul now And bear the crown of life away,
[me. And love him more in heaven. When I just tell him that Jesus loves
Tune-S. S. & S., No. 4.
Go think of it calmly, when curtained Go work in My vineyard!” there's by night;
(right. plenty to do; [ers are few; Go tell it to Jesus, and all will be The harvest is great, and the labour, 2 Go tell it to Jesus, He knoweth thy There's weeding, and fencing, and grief;
[relief: clearing of roots,
Go tell' it to Jesus, He'll send thee And ploughing, and sowing, and
Go gather the sunshine He sheds on gathering the fruits.
the way ;
[one, pray. There are foxes to take, there are He'll lighten thy burden-go, weary
wolves to destroy, Allages and ranks I can fully employ:
3 Hearts growing a-weary with heavier I've sheep to bé tended, and lambs
[comfort them, go! to be fed ;
Now droop 'mid the darkness-go, The lost must be gathered, the weary
Go bury thy sorrow, let others be blest;
[Jesus the rest. Go work, go work, go work in My vineyard; there's plenty to do;
Go give them the sunshine, tell Go work, go work, the harvest is great, and the labourers are few.
Tune-S. S. & S., No. 6. 2“Go work in My vineyard !” I claim
OH to be over yonder, * thee as Mine; (that is thine, Where the angel voices mingle, and
In that bright land of wonder, With blood did I buy thee and all
the angel harps do ring ; Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest To be free from care and sorrow, powers,
And the anxious dread to-morrow, Thy warmest affections, thy sunniest To rest in light and sunshine in the I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee,
presence of the King !
2 The song of archangels—to hang on
Oh to be over yonder ! In pain and temptation, in anguish
My longing heart grows fonder and shame,
[I claim. Of looking to the far-off east, to see I paid thy full ransom: My purchase
the day-star bring 3 “Go work in My vineyard !” oh,
Some tidings of the awaking, [ing:
Of the cloudless, pure day breakwork while 'tis day!
My heart is yearning-yearning fonthe The bright hours of sunshine are
coming of the King. hastening away, And night's gloomy shadows are
3 Oh, to be over yonder! gathering fast; [ever be past.
Alas! I sigh and ponderThen the time for our labour will Why clings this poor weak heart Begin in the morning and toil all the of mine to any earthly thing ? (wages I'll pay;
For each earthly tie must sever, Thy strength I'll supply, and thy
And pass away for ever : And blessed, thrice blessed, the dili. There's no more separation in the pregent few,
[them to do. sence of the King. Who finish the labour I've given 4 Oh, when shall I be dwelling 5 Tune-S. S. & S., No. 5.
Where angel voices, swelling Go bury thy sorrow, the world hath its share;
Copyright. By Miss Florence Armstrong.
[care. From The King in His Beauty," by special Go bury it deeply, go hide it with
In triumphant hallelujahs, make the vaulted heavens ring ?- [ing,
Where the pearly gates are gleam-
ing !- [sence of the King ? Oh, when shall I be yonder in the pre5 Oh, when shall I be yonder ?
The longing growing stronger To join in all the praises the redeemed ones do sing,
Withir hose heavenly places,
Where the angels veil their faces In awe and adoration in the presence
of the King. 6
Oh, I shall soon be yonder,
All lonely as I wander, Waiting for the welcome summons, longing for the bird's fleet wing. Though the midnight may be
And the way be long and weary, There's no more shadow yonder in the
presence of the King. 7 Tune-S. S. & S., No. 7. STANDING by a purpose
true, Heeding God's
command, Honour them, the faithful few !
All hail to Daniel's Band !
Daring not to stand,
By joining Daniel's Band.
Stalking through the land,
earth would fall,
On to victory grand !
And shout for Daniel's Band ! 8 Tune--S. S. & S., No. 8. HAVE you on the Lord believed ?
Still there's more to follow;
Of His grace have you received r
Still there's more to follow;
Still there's more to follow !
Always more to follow;
Still there's more to follow.
Does His blesséd presence cheer ?
Freely He His love bestows! 3 Have you felt the Spirit's power?
Falling like the gentle shower ?
Tune-3. S. & S., No. 9. THERE'S a land that is fairer than
In the sweet by-and-by,
In the sweet by-and-by,
2 We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blest; And our spirits shall sorrow no moreNot a sigh for the blessing of rest.
3 To our bountiful Father above
We will offer the tribute of praise, For the glorious gift of His love, And the blessings that hallow our
Tune--S. S. & S., No. 10.
HEAR Thy welcome voice
That calls me, Lord, to Thee, For cleansing in Thy precious blood That flowed on Calvary.
I am coming, Lord!
Coming now to Thee!
cleanse me, in the blood,