And we yearn for sight or sound, For thy breath doth wrap us round,— Eternity! Eternity! 4 Oh, the clanging bells of Time! Soon their notes will all be dumb, And in joy and peace sublime We shall feel the silence come; And our souls their thirst will slake, And our eyes the King will see, When thy glorious morn shall Eternity! Eternity! [break, 185 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 185. LL glory to Jesus be given, ΑΙ [clean, That life and salvation are free, And all may be washed and forgiven; And Jesus can save even me. Yes, Jesus is mighty to save, And all His salvation may know, On His bosom I lean, And His blood makes me For His blood can wash whiter than snow. 2 From darkness and sin and despair, Out into the light of His love, He has brought me and made me an heir To kingdoms and mansions above. 3 Oh, the rapturous height of His love! The measureless depth of His grace! My soul all His fulness would prove, And live in His loving embrace. 4 In Him all my wants are supplied, His love makes my heaven below; And freely His blood is applied, His blood that makes whiter than snow. 186 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 186. FAITH is a living power from heaven [given; Which grasps the promise God has Securely fixed on Christ alone, A trust that cannot be o'erthrown. 2 Faith finds in Christ whate'er we need [feed: To save and strengthen, guide and 3 Faith to the conscience whispers peace, [cease; And bids the mourners' sighing By faith the children's right we claim, And call upon our Father's name. 4 Such faith in us, O God, implant, And to our prayers Thy favour grant In Jesus Christ, Thy saving Son, Who is our fount of health alone. 187 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 187. WA WATCHMAN, tell me does the morning 2 3 4 Of fair Zion's glory dawn? [ing, Have the signs that mark His comYet upon my pathway shone? Pilgrim, yes, arise, look round thee, Light is breaking in the skies; Spurn the unbelief that bound thee, Morning dawns, arise! arise! See the glorious light ascending, Of the grand Sabbatic year, Hark! the voices loud proclaiming The Messiah's kingdom near; Watchman, yes; I see just yonder, Canaan's glorious heights arise; Salem too appears in grandeur, Towering 'neath her sunlit skies. Pilgrim, in that golden city, Seated on the jasper throne, Zion's King, arrayed in beauty, Reigns in peace from zone to zone; There, on verdant hills and mountains, Where the golden sunbeams play, Purling streams and crystal fountains, Sparkle in th' eternal day. Pilgrim, see! the light is beaming Brighter still upon thy way; [ing, Signs through all the earth are gleamOmens of the coming day, [ing, When the last loud trumpet soundShall awake from earth and sea All the saints of God now sleeping,Clad in immortality. 188 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 188. THEY dreamt not of danger, those sinners of old, warn; Whom Noah was commanded to By frequent transgressions their hearts had grown cold, [scorn: They laughed his entreaties to Yet daily he called them, "Oh come, sinners, come, Believe and prepare to embark! Receive ye the message, and know there is room For all who will come to the Ark.' 2 He could not arouse them, unheed- [prayer; 2 Tempt not my soul 3 [mine! Here would I ever stay, Jesus is Farewell, ye dreams of night, Jesus Left but a dismal void : Jesus has satisfied; Jesus is mine! 4 Farewell, mortality; Jesus is mine! Welcome, eternity; Jesus is mine! Welcome, O loved and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome, my Saviour's breast; Jesus is mine! Unmoved by his warning and The prophet passed in from the on- 190 coming flood, Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 190. And left them to hopeless despair: "MAN of Sorrows," what a name The flood-gates were opened, the deluge came on, [dark; The heavens as midnight grew 2 Too late then they turned, every foothold was gone. They perished in sight of the Ark. 3 O sinners, the heralds of mercy implore, ["Come!" They cry like the patriarch, The Ark of salvation is moored to your shore, Oh, enter while yet there is room! The storm-cloud of Justice rolls dark over head; And when by its fury you're tossed, Alas, of your perishing souls 'twill be said, [were lost!" "They heard-they refused-and Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 189. 189 is mine! FADE, fade, each earthly joy, Jesus Earth has no resting-place; 3 For the Son of God, who came Hallelujah! what a Saviour! Hallelujah! what a Saviour! 5 Hallelujah! what a Saviour! When He comes, our glorious King, All His ransomed home to bring, Then anew this song we'll sing: Hallelujah! what a Saviour! 191 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 191. OH for the peace that floweth as a river, [and smile; Making life's desert places bloom Oh for the faith to grasp Heaven's bright for ever," [while." Amid the shadows of earth's "little 2 "A little while" for patient vigil [the strong; keeping, To face the storm and wrestle with "A little while" to sow the seed with weeping, [harvest song. Then bind the sheaves and sing the 3 "A little while" the earthen pitcher taking [fountains fed; ; To wayside brooks, from far-off Then the parched lip its thirst for ever slaking [head. Beside the fulness of the Fountain4"A little while" to keep the oil from failing, [lamp to trim "A little while" faith's flickering And then the Bridegroom's coming footsteps hailing, [bridal hymn. We'll haste to meet Him with the 192 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 192. MORE love to Thee, O Christ, More love to Thee: 2 Once earthly joy I craved, 3 Let sorrow do its work, When they can sing with me- 4 Then shall my latest breath 193 This still its prayer shall be- Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 193. SIMPLY trusting every day, Trusting as the moments fly, 2 Brightly doth His Spirit shine Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 191. REPEAT the story o'er and o'er, I love to hear it more and more, The half was never told, The half was never told, 2 Of peace I only knew the name, 3 My highest place is-lying low And gladly lie down to my rest; When softly the watchers shall say, "He is dead," [breast; And fold my pale hands o'er my And when, with my glorified vision, at last The walls of "That City"* I see, Will any one then, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? Be waiting and watching for me? 2 There are little ones glancing about in my path, In want of a friend and a guide; There are dear little eyes looking up into mine, Whose tears might be easily dried. But Jesus may beckon the children away, [glee In the midst of their grief and their Will any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be watching and waiting for me? 3 There are old and forsaken, who linger awhile [left; In homes which their dearest have And a few gentle words or an action of love May cheer their sad spirits bereft. But the Reaper is near to the longstanding corn, The weary will soon be set freeWill any of them, at the beautiful gate, Be waiting and watching for me? * Rev. xxi. 10, 4 Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace Of Him who delights to forgive, Though I bless not the weary about in my path, Pray only for self while I live, Methinks I should mourn o'er my sinful neglect, If sorrow in heaven can be, Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate, 196 2 3 4 Lo Be waiting and watching for me. Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 196. ! the day of God is breaking; See the gleaming from afar! Sons of earth, from slumber waking, Hail the Bright and Morning Star! Hear the call! Oh, gird your armour on, Grasp the Spirit's mighty Sword, Take the Helmet of Salvation, Pressing on to battle for the Lord! Trust in Him who is your Captain; Let no heart in terror quail; Jesus leads the gath'ring legions, In His name we shall prevail. Onward marching, firm and steady, Faint not, fear not Satan's frown; For the Lord is with you alway, Till you wear the Victor's crown. Conquering hosts with banners waving, Sweeping on o'er hill and plain, Ne'er shall halt till swells the anthem, [reign!" "Christ o'er all the world doth 197 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 197. 2 "Call them in" Gentile ; the Jew, the Bid the stranger to the feast; "Call them in"-the rich, the noble, From the highest to the least: Forth the Father runs to meet them, He hath all their sorrows seen; Robe, and ring, and royal sandals, Wait the lost ones: "Call them in." 3 "Call them in "-the little children, Tarrying far away away; Wait-oh, wait not for to-morrow, Christ would have them come today. Follow on! the Lamb is leading! He has conquered-we shall win: Bring the halt and blind to Jesus; He will heal them: "Call them in." 4 "Call them in "-the broken-hearted, Cowering 'neath the brand of shame; [tenderSpeak Love's message, low and 'Twas for sinners Jesus came: See! the shadows lengthen round us, Soon the day-dawn will begin ; Can you leave them lost and lonely? Christ is coming: "Call them in." 198 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 199. FRESH from the throne of glory, Bright in its crystal gleam, Blessed River, Let me ever Tranquil River, Let me ever 199 Tune-The Later S. & S., No. 199. 2 garner in OH, where are the reapers that [fields of sin ? The sheaves of the good from the With sickles of truth must the work be done, [vest home." pass none by, And no one may rest till the "harWhere are the reapers? Oh, who will come And share in the glory of the "harvest Oh, who will help us to garner in [home"? The sheaves of good from the fields of siu? Go out in the by-ways and search them all: [weeds are tall; The wheat may be there, though the Then search in the highway, and [high. But gather from all for the home on 3 The fields all are ripening, and far and wide [vest tide: The world now is waiting the harBut reapers are few, and the work is great [harvest wait. And much will be lost should the So come with your sickles, ye sons of men, [grain; And gather together the golden Tol on till the Lord of the harvest come, [vest home." 4 Say, what are you going to do? You have thought of some useful labour, But what is the end in view? You are fresh from the home of your boyhood, And just in the bloom of youth! Bave you tasted the sparkling water That flows from the fount of truth? Is your heart in the Saviour's keeping? Remember He died for you! Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do? 2 Will you honour His cause and kingdom, Wherever your path may be? |