2 I leave it all with Jesus, for He knows How to steal the bitter from life's

woes;

How to gild the tear-drop with His smile,

Make the desert garden bloom awhile :

When my weakness leaneth on His might All seems light.

3 I leave it all with Jesus day by day; Faith can firmly trust Him, come what may.

Hope has dropped her anchor, found
her rest,
[breast:

In the calm sure haven of His
Love esteems it heaven to abide
At His side.

4 Oh, leave it all with Jesus, drooping soul!

Tell not half thy story, but the whole.
Worlds on worlds are hanging on

His hand,

mercy

From His lighthouse evermore;
But to us He gives the keeping
Of the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning!
Send a gleam across the wave!
Some poor fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save.

2 Dark the night of sin has settled,
Loud the angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing,
For the lights along the shore.
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother:
Some poor seaman, tempest tosʊ,
Trying now to make the harbour,
In the darkness may be lost.

3

3 The bridal hall is filling for the feast, Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom's guest.

4 It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee! Make haste, make haste: 'tis not too full for thee.

5 Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate,

The gate of love; it is not yet too late.

6 Pass in, pass in! That banquet is for thee;

That cup of everlasting love is free. 7 All heaven is there: all joy! Go in, go in,

[win. The angels beckon thee the prize to 8 Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call;

Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall.

9 Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom: [room, no room!" Then the last low, long cry: "No

No room, no room!

Oh, woful cry, "No room!"

By Dr. H. BONAR.

32

Written expressly for this

book. (Copyright.)

Tune-S. S. & S., No. 32.

THERE is life for a look at the Crucified One,

There is life at this moment for thee;

Then look, sinner, look unto Him

2

I'VE found a joy in sorrow, a secret balm for pain, [after rain; A beautiful to-morrow of sunshine I've found a branch of healing near 4 every bitter spring,

A whispered promise stealing o'er every broken string.

2 I've found a glad hosannah for every woe and wail, [of Eshcol fail: Ahandful of sweet manna when grapes I've found a Rock of Ages when desert wells are dry; [an Elim nigh. And after weary stages, I've found 3 An Elim with its coolness, its fountains, and its shade;

A blessing in its fulness, when buds of promise fade.

O'er tears of soft contrition I've seen

Tune-S. S. & S., No. 37.

RESCUE the perishing, care for the [the grave;

dying,

Snatch them in pity from sin and Weep o'er the erring one,

fallen,

lift up the

save.

Tell them of Jesus, the Mighty to Rescue the perishing, care for the dying; Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.

Though they are slighting Him, still
He is waiting,
[ceive.
Waiting the penitent child to re-
Plead with them earnestly, plead

with them gently:

He will forgive if they only believe. Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter,

Feelings lie buried that grace can restore;

Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness, [vibrate once more. Chords that were broken will Rescue the perishing,-duty demands it; [will provide: Strength for thy labour the Lord Back to the narrow way patiently win them;

2

3

Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died.

GOD

Tune-S. S. & S., No. 38.

OD loved the world of sinners lost
And ruined by the fall;
Salvation full, at highest cost,
He offers free to all.

Oh, 'twas love, 'twas wondrous love!
The love of God to me;

It brought my Saviour from above,
To die on Calvary.

Even now by faith I claim Him mine
The risen Son of God;
Redemption by His death I find,

And cleansing through the blood. Love brings the glorious fulness in, And to His saints makes known The blessed rest from inbred sin, Through faith in Christ alone.

4 Believing souls, rejoicing go;

There shall to you be given
A glorious foretaste, here below,
Of endless life in heaven.

5 Of victory now o'er Satan's power
Let all the ransomed sing,
And triumph in the dying hour
Through Christ the Lord, our
King.

39 Tune-S. S. & S., No. 39
RING the bells of heaven! there
is joy to-day
[wild!
For a soul returning from the
See! the Father meets him out upon
the way,
[child.
Welcoming His weary wandering
Glory! glory! how the angels sing,
Glory! glory! how the loud harps ring;
"Tis the ransomed army, like a mighty sea,
Pealing forth the anthem of the free.

2 Ring the bells of heaven! there is joy to-day,

For the wanderer now is reconciled;

Yes, a soul is rescued from his sinful

I said to my soul, "Can that promise be thine ?" [was mine.

And then began hoping that Jesus I hoped He was mine, yes, I hoped He was mine, And then began hoping that Jesus was mine. 3 Oh, mercy surprising! He saves even me! "will I be ; Thy portion for ever," He says, On His word I am resting-assurance divine[is mine. I'm " 'hoping" no longer-Iknow He I know He is mine, yes, I know He is mine, I'm hoping no longer,-I KNOW He is mine. 41 Tune-S. S. & S., No. 41.

TO the hall of the feast came the sinful and fair, [there; She heard in the city that Jesus was Unheeding the splendour that blazed on the board, [Lord. She cilently knelt at the feet of the 2 The frown and the murmur went round through them all,

That one so unhallowed should tread in that hall; [objects more meet, And some said the poor would be As the wealth of her perfume she showered on His feet.

3 She heard but the Saviour; but with sighs;

she spoke

She dared not look up to the heaven of His eyes;

And the hot tears gushed forth at each heave of her breast,

As her lips to His sandals were throbbingly pressed.

4 In the sky, after tempest, as shineth the bow,

In the glance of the sunbeam as melteth the snow,

He looked on that lost one; her "sins were forgiven; And Mary went forth in the beauty

of heaven.