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so humbly and tearfully to the work of saving souls. His singing came with mighty power from a full heart, and with the conscious power of the Spirit of God. At the height of interest in the meeting, at Mr. Moody's request he sang, "Are your windows open toward Jerusalem ?" His face fairly shone as he sang, and half of those present were in tears under the influence of the song. Mr. Moody leaned his head forward upon the desk, filled with emotion, and as the words, so gloriously sung, "For the coming of the King in His beauty are you watching day by day?" died away, the feeling of every heart, I believed, was expressed by a dear minister who exclaimed "God bless Mr. Bliss for that song." "Amen" came from many a voice and from all hearts.

It was the last song he sung in Farwell Hall. It was the last time that his loved friend and brother Mr. Moody heard his voice in song. A fitting scene and a fitting theme to close the record of their work together on the earth.

CHAPTER XV.

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HE second collection of hymns bearing Mr. Bliss' name on the title page is "Sunshine for Sunday Schools," published by Messrs. John Church & Co., in 1873. The following hymns were included in that work, and are given here by permission of the publishers.

MY PRAYER.

More holiness give me,

More strivings within,
More patience in suff'ring,
More sorrow for sin,
More faith in my Savior,
More sense of His care,

More joy in His service,

More purpose in prayer.

More gratitude give me,

More trust in the Lord,

More pride in His glory,

More hope in His word,
More tears for His sorrows,
More pain at His grief,
More meekness in trial,

More praise for relief.

More purity give me,

More strength to o'ercome,
More freedom from earth-stains,

More longings for home.

More fit for the kingdom,
More used would I be,
More blessed and holy,

More, Savior, like Thee.

MORE TO FOLLOW.

"A vast fortune was left in the hands of a minister for one of his poor parishioners. Fearing that it might be squandered if suddenly bestowed upon him, the wise minister sent him a little at a time, with a note, saying: This is thine; use it wisely; there is more to follow. Brethren, that's just the way God deals with us."-D. L. MOODY.

Have you on the Lord believed?

Still there's more to follow;
Of His grace have you received?
Still there's more to follow.
Oh, the grace the Father shows!
Still there's more to follow;
Freely He His grace bestows,

Still there's more to follow.

CHORUS.-More and more, more and more,
Always more to follow,

Oh, His matchless, boundless love!
Still there's more to follow.

Have you felt the Savior near?
Still there's more to follow;
Does His blessed presence cheer?
Still there's more to follow.
Oh, the love that Jesus shows!
Still there's more to follow;
Freely He His love bestows,

Still there's more to follow.

Have you felt the Spirit's power?
Still there's more to follow;
Falling like the gentle shower?
Still there's more to follow.
Oh, the power the Spirit shows!
Still there's more to follow;
Freely He His power bestows,
Still there's more to follow.

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"They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance."

"I have redeemed thee-I have called thee by thy name.'
"To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts."

This loving Savior

Stands patiently;
Though oft rejected,

Calls again for thee.

CHORUS.-Calling now for thee, prodigal,

Calling now for thee;

Thou hast wandered far away,

But He's calling now for thee.

Oh, boundless mercy,

Free, free to all!

Stay, child of error,

Heed the tender call.

Though all unworthy,

Come, now, come home-
Say, while He's waiting,
"Jesus, dear, I come."

SPIRIT DIVINE.

Spirit Divine, Spirit Divine.

Be Thou the Day-star in my darkness to shine.

Spirit of Truth, Spirit of Truth,

Be Thou the Teacher and the Guide of my youth.

Spirit of Love, Spirit of Love,

Be Thou the Leader to my mansion above.

Spirit of Power, Spirit of Power,

Be Thine the praises of my song evermore.

BEAUTIFUL SONG OF LOVE.

I may not know all the melodies of heaven,
Sounding afar o'er the golden streets aglow,
Yet to my soul let the sweet refrain be given,
Come, blessed angels, your chorus I would know.
teach me,

CHORUS.-Teach me,

Teach me the song of the beautiful and holy ones,

Teach me the song of the pure ones above;

Oh, teach me the song of the beautiful and holy ones,
Teach me the beautiful song of love.

I may not know all the glorified immortals
Standing before Him, the holy, holy King,
Yet would I join, as I near the shining portals,
Loud hallelujahs, your chorus sweet to sing.

Soon shall I hear them, the melodies of heaven,
Sounding afar through the golden streets aglow.
Soon to my soul shall the sweet refrain be given,
Soon, blessed angels, your chorus I shall know.

DANIEL'S BAND.

Dedicated to "Daniel's Band" of the First Congregational Church, Chicago.

Standing by a purpose true,

Heeding God's command,
Honor them, the faithful few,
All hail to Daniel's Band!

CHORUS.-Dare to be a Daniel!

Dare to stand alone!
Dare to have a purpose firm,

Dare to make it known.

Many mighty men are lost
Daring not to stand,

Who for God had been a host,

By joining Daniel's Band.

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