Hold the gospel banner high! And shout for Daniel's Band! TUNE FROM "SONGS AND SOLOS." Edna Lyall wrote: "I can certainly say that the refrain of Dare to be a Daniel' has helped me again and again. I do not know the rest of the hymn well, and some of it is rather funny, still I think it ought to be in the hymn-book." 125 RESCUE THE PERISHING. IN 1885, in the outburst of public feeling that followed the publication of The Maiden Tribute, "Rescue the Perishing was the hymn that was always sung at every public meeting in connection with that agitation. ESCUE the perishing, care for the dying RESnatch them in pity from sin and the grave; - Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen - Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting Waiting the penitent child to receive. 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, Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. Rescue the perishing-duty demands it; 126 SOWING THE SEED. THIS hymn is from Sankey's collection, but, despite the criticism quoted on Hymn 122, it could surely be used by any assemblage that admitted the moral responsibility of man. OWING the seed by the dawn-light fair, Sown in the darkness or sown in the light, Sure, ah! sure, will the harvest be! Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Oh, what shall the harvest be? Sowing the seed of a ling'ring pain, a maddened brain, Oh, what shall the harvest be? Sowing the seed with an aching heart, Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, Sowing in hope till the reapers come TUNE BY MR. BLISS. XV.- One is your Father. THIS section of this collection is devoted to hymns which help, not in the ordinary way. They, indeed, seldom appear in hymn-books-the more's the pity. But they help many who find too much to dissent from in ordinary hymns to find any help therein. 127 THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER. ATHER of All! in ev'ry Age, FIn ev'ry Clime ador'd, By Saint, by Savage, and by Sage, Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Yet gave me, in this dark Estate, What Conscience dictates to be done, This, teach me more than Hell to shun, What Blessings thy free Bounty gives, For God is pay'd when Man receives ; Yet not to Earth's contracted Span If I am right, thy grace impart, If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart Save me alike from foolish Pride, At aught thy Wisdom has deny'd Teach me to feel another's Woe, Thro' this day's Life or Death. This day, be Bread and Peace my Lot: Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not; To thee, whose Temple is all Space, All Nature's Incense rise! 15 TUNE "ABRIDGE." Pope, the author of this hymn, was a Roman Catholic by creed. But in the above hymn he is catholic indeed. A correspondent wrote me on behalf of some young Japanese friends, asking especially for the insertion of this hymn in the hope that "the time may come when even Christians, especially insular Protestant Christians, will arise to the full conception of the Holy One (Blessed be He!), that He has made of one Blood and of many honest beliefs all nations of the earth. In centuries hence, if the progress we hope for will be realised, surely hymns will be found or written in which all nations can join." A correspondent in Italy writes of this hymn: "My grandfather made me learn it when I was five years old, and since then it has stuck to my memory as almost a kind of active faith, when things in the world in general seem wrong, and faith is very feeble. At such times there is wonderful rest in the poem, something quite above our usual petty ideas." 128-IMMORTAL LOVE, FOR EVER FULL. WHITTIER, the Quaker poet, wrote poems which have passed into general use as hymns, even among the Friends, who are not much given to hymn-singing. MMORTAL Love, for ever full, IM For ever flowing free, For ever shared, for ever whole, Our outward lips confess the Name Love only knoweth whence it came We may not climb the heavenly steeps |