3 Then why delay? enlist to-day; with us stand side by side.

Though friends may jeer with taunt and laugh, away with all false pride!

To-day may be the turning-point that's all in all to you, Then take the conqueror's emblem now, the famous badge of blue !

'Tis the mark of victory other hearts have proudly won, Heaven's smile will rest upon you when the grand deed is done.

21.

I CHANGE is our portion here!
Soon fades the summer sky,

The landscape droops in autumn sere,
And spring flowers bloom to die;
But faithful is Jehovah's word,

"I will be with thee," saith the Lord.

2 Change is our portion here!
E'en in the heavenly road,

In faith, and hope, and holy fear,
In love towards our God;

How often we distrust that word,

"I will be with thee," saith the Lord.

3 Change is our portion here!

Yet 'midst our changing lot,

'Midst withering flowers and tempests drear,

There is that changes not;

Unchangeable Jehovah's word,

"I will be with thee," saith the Lord.

4 Changeless the way of peace;

Changeless Emmanuel's name;
Changeless the covenant of grace,
Eternally the same;

"I change not," is our Father's word
"Thou art my portion," holy Lord!

22.

I I HAVE work enough to do,
Ere the sun goes down;

For myself and kindred too,
Ere the sun goes down!

Ev'ry idle whisper stilling,
With a purpose firm and willing,
All my daily tasks fulfilling,

Ere the sun goes down!

Ere the sun goes down!
Ere the sun goes down!
I must do my daily duty
Ere the sun goes down!
2 I must speak the loving word
Ere the sun goes down;
I must let my voice be heard
Ere the sun goes down!
Ev'ry cry of pity heeding,
For the injured interceding,
To the light the lost ones leading,
Ere the sun goes down!

3 As I journey on my way,

Ere the sun goes down;
God commands I must obey,

Ere the sun goes down!

There are sins that need confessing,
There are wrongs that need redressing,
If I would obtain the blessing,
Ere the sun goes down!

23.

I MY life flows on in endless song ;

Above earth's lamentation

I catch the sweet though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;

It finds an echo in my soul

How can I keep from singing?

2 What though my joys and comforts die?
The Lord, my Saviour, liveth;
What though the darkness gather round?
Songs in the night He giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that refuge clinging;

Since Christ is Lord of heaven and earth,

How can I keep from singing?

I lift my eyes, the cloud grows thin,

I see the blue above it;

And day by day this pathway smooths,
Since first I learn'd to love it.

The peace of Christ makes fresh my heart,
A fountain ever springing;
All things are mine, since I am His-
How can I keep from singing?

24.

I SOLDIER, go-but not to claim

Mouldering spoils of earth-born treasure ;

Not to build a vaunting name,

Not to dwell in tents of pleasure.

Dream not that the way is smooth,

Hope not that the thorns are roses;

Turn not wistful eye of youth

Where the sunny beam reposes :—

Thou hast sterner work to do,
Hosts to cut thy passage through;
Close behind thee gulfs are burning
Forward! there is no returning.

2 Soldier, rest!-but not for thee

Spreads the world her downy pillow;
On the rock thy couch must be,
While around thee chafes the billow;
Thine must be a watchful sleep-
Wearier than another's waking;
Such a charge as thou dost keep
Brooks no moment of forsaking.

Sleep as on the battle-field,
Girded-grasping sword and shield.
Those thou canst not name nor number
Steal upon thy broken slumber.

3 Soldier, rise !—the war is done,

Lo! the hosts of hell are flying; 'Twas the Lord the battle won ; Jesus vanquish'd them by dying.

Pass the stream - before thee lies
All the conquer'd land of glory;
Hark what songs of rapture rise,
These proclaim the victor's story.

Soldier, lay thy weapon down;
Quit the Cross and take the Crown:
Triumph all thy foes are banish'd,
Death is slain and Earth has vanish'd.

25.

I COME, men, for the sake of the dear ones
Whose welfare depends upon you,

Shall drink drag them down into ruin?
Nay, put on our Ribbon of Blue!

Put on our Ribbon of Blue,
Ay, put on our Ribbon of Blue;
Do all that you can to get others
To put on our Ribbon of Blue!

2 O women of England, be earnest,
To country and conscience be true,
Come, banish the drink from your households,
And put on the Ribbon of Blue!

3 Dear children, we want you to aid us,
There's work that you only can do,
'Twill help you to stand 'mid temptation
To put on the Ribbon of Blue!

4 Come, all who have fallen and suffer'd,
We want you to join with us too;
Repent, and have done with the drinking,
And put on the Ribbon of Blue!

5. And ye who have learnt that our Saviour
His life gave a ransom for you,
Will you cause another to stumble?
Nay, put on our Ribbon of Blue!

6 Because of the souls drink is blighting
For time and eternity too,

We pray you come over and help us,
And put on our Ribbon of Blue!

26.

I TOSS'D with rough winds, and faint with fear, Above the tempest, soft and clear,

What still small accents greet mine ear?—

'Tis I; be not afraid.

2 'Tis I, who wash'd thy spirit white;
'Tis I, who gave thy blind eyes sight;
'Tis I, thy Lord, thy Life, thy Light:
'Tis I; be not afraid.

3 These raging winds, this surging sea,
Bear not a breath of wrath to thee;
That storm has all been spent on Me.
'Tis I; be not afraid.

4 This bitter cup, I drank it first;
To thee, it is no draught accurst;
The Hand that gives it thee is pierced :
'Tis I; be not afraid.

5 When on the other side thy feet

Shall rest, 'mid thousand welcomes sweet, One well-known Voice thy heart shall greet, 'Tis I; be not afraid.

27.

I WEEPING will not save me!

Though my face were bathed in tears, That could not allay my fears,

Could not wash the sins of years:

Weeping will not save me!

Jesus wept and died for me,

Jesus suffer'd on the tree;
Jesus waits to make me free:
He alone can save me!

2 Working will not save me !
Purest deeds that I can do,
Holiest thoughts and feelings too,
Cannot form my soul anew:

Working will not save me!