Yet doth Thy care, O Father,
Ever Thy wanderers keep;
Still doth Thy love, O Shepherd,
Follow Thy sheep.

2 Over the pathless wild

Do I not see Him come?
Him who shall bear me back,

Him who shall lead me home?
Listen! between the storm-gusts
Unto the straining ear,
Comes not the cheering whisper-
"Jesus is near."

3 Over me He is bending!
Now I can safely rest,

Found at the last, and clinging
Close to the Shepherd's breast:
So let me lie till the fold-bells

Sound on the homeward track,
And the rejoicing angels
Welcome us back!

13.

I WHEN peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows, like sea billows, roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to know,
"It is well, it is well with my soul."

It is well with my soul,

It is well with my soul.

2 Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control,

That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And shed His own blood for my soul.

3 My sin-oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!-
My sin-not in part, but the whole,

Is nail'd to His cross; and I bear it no more :
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul !
4 For me be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,

No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

5 But, Lord, 'tis for Thee, for Thy coming, we wait-
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;

Oh, trump of the Angel! oh, voice of the Lord!
Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul.

14.

I IN evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,

Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp'd my wild career :
I saw One hanging on a Tree,
In agonies and blood,
Who fix'd His languid eyes on me,
As near His Cross I stood.

2 Sure never till my latest breath
Can I forget that look:

It seem'd to charge me with His death,
Though not a word He spoke :
My conscience felt and own'd the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins His blood had spilt,
And help'd to nail Him there.

3 Alas! I knew not what I did!
But now my tears are vain :
Where shall my trembling soul be hid?
For I the Lord have slain !

A second look He gave, which said,
"I freely all forgive;

This Blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die, that thou may'st live.'

15.

OH, safe to the Rock that is higher than I,

My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly; So sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine would I be ; Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee.

Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee,

Thou blest"Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee. 2 In the calm of the noontide, in sorrow's lone hour; In times when temptation casts o'er me its power; In the tempests of life, on its wide, heaving seaThou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in Thee.

3 How oft in the conflict, when press'd by the foe,
I have fled to my Refuge and breathed out my woe;
How often, when trials like sea-billows roll,
Have I hidden in Thee, O Thou Rock of my soul !

16.

I COURAGE, brother, do not stumble,
Though thy path be dark as night;
There's a star to guide the humble ;—
"Trust in God, and do the right."
2 Let the road be rough and dreary,
And its end far out of sight,
Foot it bravely! strong, or weary,
"Trust in God, and do the right."

3 Simple rule, and safest guiding,

Inward peace, and inward might,
Star upon our path abiding,

"Trust in God, and do the right."

4 Some will hate thee, some will love thee,
Some will flatter, some will slight;
Cease from man, and look above thee,
"Trust in God, and do the right.'

17.

IO HAPPY day that fix'd my choice
On Thee, my Saviour and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell its raptures all abroad.

2 'Tis done, the great transaction's done!
I am my Lord's, and He is mine;
He drew me, and I follow'd on,
Charm'd to confess the voice divine.

3 Now rest my long-divided heart,
Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest;
Nor ever from thy Lord depart,
With Him of every good possess'd.

4 High Heav'n, that heard the solemn vow,
That vow renew'd shall daily hear;

Till in life's latest hour I bow,

And bless in death a bond so dear.

18.

IARE you coming Home, ye wand'rers
Whom Jesus died to win,

All footsore, lame, and weary,
Your garments stain'd with sin ?
Will you seek the blood of Jesus
To wash your garments white?
Will you trust His precious promise?
Are you coming Home to-night?
you coming Home to-night?
Are you coming Home to-night?
Are you coming Home to Jesus,
Out of darkness into light?
Are you coming Home to-night?
Are you coming Home to-night?
To your loving Heavenly Father,

Are

Are you coming Home to-night? 2 Are you coming Home, ye lost ones? Behold, your Lord doth wait! Come then! no longer linger,

Come ere it be too late!

Will you come and let Him save you? Oh, trust His love and might! Will you come while He is calling? Are you coming Home to-night? 3 Are you coming Home, ye guilty Who bear the load of sin? Outside you've long been standing, Come now and venture in ! Will you heed the Saviour's promise, And dare to trust Him quite? "Come unto Me !" saith Jesus; Are you coming Home to-night?

19.

I HARK, my soul, it is the Lord, 'Tis thy Saviour, hear His word;

2

Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee;
"Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?"

66 'I deliver'd thee when bound,

And when bleeding, heal'd thy wound; Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light.

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"Can a woman's tender care

Cease towards the child she bare?

Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee.

"Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.
5 "Thou shalt see My glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of My throne shalt be;
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?"

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love Thee, and adore!
O! for grace to love Thee more.

20.

Of course you know that to and fro, throughout our glorious land,

The temp'rance army rolls along like waves upon the strand,

Its mighty ranks still swelling with recruits so brave

and true,

Whose emblem of enlistment is the famous badge of blue!

'Tis the signal to mankind they are soldiers of the

free

To King Alcohol, the tyrant, no more they'll bend the knee.

Hail, my comrades, with the signal, the emblem of the

true!

The nation is awaking to the wearing of the blue!

2 Across the land, from sea to sea, they're falling into line,

Forsaking all the gilded haunts of sin and shame and

wine ;

Awaking to a better life, to proudly dare and do-
The emblem of their honesty, the famous badge of blue;
'Tis the pledge of loyalty to a grand and noble cause;
They are true and faithful subjects, obeying all its laws.