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107.

I SOWING in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,
Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eves :
Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves !
Bringing in the sheaves !

Bringing in the sheaves !
We shall come rejoicing,
Bringing in the sheaves!

2 Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor winter's chilling breeze; By-and-by the harvest, and the labour ended,

We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves ! 3 Go, then, ever weeping, sowing for the Master, Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves; When our weeping's over, He will bid us welcome, We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves !

108.

I SOWING the seed by the dawn-light fair,
Sowing the seed by the noonday glare,

Sowing the seed by the fading light,
Sowing the seed in the solemn night :
Oh, what shall the harvest be?

Oh, what shall the harvest be?

Sown in the darkness or sown in the light
Sown in our weakness or sown in our might;
Gathered in time or eternity,

Sure, ah! sure will the harvest be ! .

2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high,
Sowing the seed on the rocks to die;
Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil,
Sowing the seed in the fertile soil :

Oh, what shall the harvest be?

3 Sowing the seed of a lingering pain,
Sowing the seed of a madden'd brain,
Sowing the seed of a tarnish'd name,
Sowing the seed of eternal shame :
Oh, what shall the harvest be?

4 Sowing the seed with an aching heart,
Sowing the seed, while the tear-drops start,
Sowing in hope till the reapers come,
Gladly to gather the harvest home!
Oh, what shall the harvest be?

109.

I STANDING by a purpose true,
Heeding God's command,

Honour them, the faithful few!
All hail to Daniel's band !

Dare to be a Daniel! Dare to stand alone!
Dare to have a purpose firm! Dare to make it known!
2 Many mighty men are lost,
Daring not to stand,

Who for God had been a host,
By joining Daniel's Band.

3 Many giants, great and tall,
Stalking through the land,
Headlong to the earth would fall,
If met by Daniel's Band!

4 Hold the Gospel banner high!
On to victory grand!

Satan and his host defy,

And shout for Daniel's Band!

110.

I THE Gospel bells are ringing,
Over land from sea to sea;

Blessed news of free salvation
Do they offer you and me.
"For God so loved the world,

That His only Son He gave !
Whosoe'er believeth in Him
Everlasting life shall have."

Gospel bells! . . . how they ring,
Over land from sea to sea!

Gospel bells

freely bring

Blessed news to you and me.

2 The Gospel bells invite us

To a feast prepared for all :
Do not slight the invitation,
Nor reject the gracious call.
"I am the Bread of life;

Eat of Me, thou hungry soul:
Though your sins be red as crimson,
They shall be as white as wool."
3 The Gospel bells give warning,
As they sound from day to day,
Of the fate which doth await them
Who for ever will delay.

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'Escape thou for thy life; Tarry not in all the plain; Nor behind thee look, oh never,

Lest thou be consumed in pain."

4 The Gospel bells are joyful,
As they echo far and wide,
Bearing notes of perfect pardon,
Through a Saviour crucified :
"Good tidings of great joy

To all people do I bring;

Unto you is born a Saviour,

Which is Christ the Lord and King."

111.

I THE whole world was lost in the darkness of sin :
The Light of the world is Jesus!

Like sunshine at noonday His glory shone in :
The Light of the world is Jesus!

Come to the Light! 'tis shining for thee!
Sweetly the Light has dawn'd upon me.
Once I was blind, but now I can see :
The Light of the world is Jesus!

2 No darkness have we who in Jesus abide :
The Light of the world is Jesus!

We walk in the Light when we follow our Guide : The Light of the world is Jesus!

3 Ye dwellers in darkness, with sin-blinded eyes,
The Light of the world is Jesus!

Go wash at His bidding, and light will arise:
The Light of the world is Jesus!

4 No need of the sunlight in heaven, we're told The Light of that world is Jesus!

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The Lamb is the Light in the City of Gold:
The Light of that world is Jesus!

QUI

112.

QUICKEN, Lord, Thy Church and me;
Send the promised Spirit down;

Holy One! Eternal Three!

All Thy former mercies crown: Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Send another Pentecost!

2 Let the living fire descend,

"Cloven tongues" on every head;
Tongues which all may comprehend;
Speak Thy life unto the dead!
Suddenly the power of grace
Send from heaven, and fill the place.

3 Send the "rushing mighty wind,"
Give the "utterance" divine,
Let us know the Spirit's mind,
Let us speak in words of Thine!
Send a pure baptismal shower,
Tongues of fire-words of power!

4 As of old, so be it now,

Now the glorious scene repeat; See Thy humbled people bow, Waiting lowly at Thy feet, Crying all, with one accord,

"Send the promised Spirit, Lord!"

13.

I SOMETIMES a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;

It is the Lord, who rises
With healing in His wings :
When comforts are declining,

He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining
To cheer it after rain.

2 In holy contemplation
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new:
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
E'en let the unknown morrow
Bring with it what it may.

3 It can bring with it nothing
But He will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing
Will clothe His people too;
Beneath the spreading heavens
No creature but is fed;
And He who feeds the ravens
Will give His children bread.

4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither
Their wonted fruit shall bear;
Though all the field should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there;

Yet, God the same abiding,

His praise shall tune my voice;
For, while in Him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice.

114.

I I KNOW that my Redeemer lives :
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives
He lives, He lives, who once was dead
He lives, my everlasting Head.

2 He lives to bless me with His love,
And still He pleads for me above;
He lives to raise me from the grave,
And me eternally to save.

3 He lives, my kind, wise, constant Friend;
Who still will keep me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives I'll sing,
Jesus, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

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