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4 Rescue the perishing,

Duty demands it,

Strength for thy labour the Lord will provide;

Back to the narrow way,

Patiently win them,

Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died.
Rescue the perishing, &c.

F. J. CROSBY.

Our cause can never die, never die, never die,
Our cause can never die, no, never die.

2 Our cause can never die,
Though foes may frown ;

On Heaven we rely

To cast them down.

For this our prayers ascend
To the reclaimed ones' Friend,
To keep us to the end.

And guard us still.

3 Our cause can never die,
Though Satan rage ;

We will his arts defy

From age to age.
Intemp'rance must decay,
Strong drink be swept away,
In that resplendent day
When Jesus reigns.

G. M. MURPHY.

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LORD,

German Hymn.

ORD, on us Thy grace bestow,
As we journey here below;
May we glorify Thy name,
While we Temperance proclaim.
2 May we never turn aside,
But with Temperance abide :
Steadfastly the pledge maintain,
Till the joys of heaven we gain.
3 Let not abstinence suffice;

Give the streams that take their rise
In the paradise above,

From the Saviour's dying love.

4 Living waters now impart,
Unto every thirsty heart;

T

May we drink of these and live,

Now Thy gracious blessing give. DR. BURNS.

"A Word of Warning."

O-NIGHT the merry glass goes round,
And cordial friends are greeting,

The cheek is flushed with pleasure's glow,
And hearts are gaily beating,

Yet ere you drain the tempting glass,
Oh! heed a word of warning-

It may excite a joy to-night,

But headache in the morning.

2 To-night the song will leap from lips,
In merry tones of gladness:
The sparkling jest will pass around,
And banish thoughts of sadness.
Yet ere you quaff the siren draught
All counsel gaily scorning,
Remember artificial joy

Will vanish in the morning.

3 To-night you may say words that you
Would blush to say to-morrow,

And do such deeds of sin as long
Shall cause you shame and sorrow.
You see no danger lurking near,

And loudly laugh at warning;
Beware! such mirth will surely cause
The heartache in the morning.

4 Then if you feel you love the glass,
Resolve the tie to sever,
Arise in all your manly strength
Renounce it now for ever.
Defy your wary, deadly foe,

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His temptings proudly scorning :
One short sharp struggle, and you rise
A victor in the morning.

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LAWRENCE GANE.

"Good Night to You All.”

(Round for three voices.)

GOOD-NIGHT to you all, and sweet be your sleep:

May angels around you their vigils keep: Good-night, Good-night, good-night, good-night.

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Boston.

HE night draws on, I must away;
Let hallelujahs crown the day;

The sun's set in the western skies,
I never more may see it rise.

2 O, may I ever ready stand

With my lamp burning in my hand,
That when I hear the Bridegroom's voice,
I may in sight of Heaven rejoice.

Old Hundredth.

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise Him, all creatures here below,

Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. BISHOP Ken.

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MORAL SONGS.

HOME AND FRIENDSHIP.

"Home! Sweet Home!"

ID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.

Home! home! sweet, sweet home!

There's no place like home! there's no place like
home!

2 An exile from home splendour dazzles in vain—
Oh! give me my lowly thatch'd cottage again!
The birds singing gaily, that came at my call;
Give me them, with the peace of mind, dearer than all.
Home! home! sweet, sweet home!

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There's no place like home! there's no place like home!

"Never Forget the Dear Ones.'

NEVER

EVER forget the dear ones,
Around the social hearth;

The sunny smiles of gladness,
The songs of artless mirth :
Though other scenes may woo thee,
In other lands to roam,
Never forget the dear ones,

That cluster round thy home.

Chorus.

Never forget,

Never forget,

Never forget the dear ones,

That cluster round thy home

H. PAYNE

2 Even their hearts are turning
To thee when far away,
Their love so pure and tender,
Is with thee on thy way!
Wherever thou mayst wander,
Wherever thou mayst roam,
Never forget the dear ones
That cluster round thy home.

Never forget, &c.

3 Never forget thy father,

Who, cheerful, toils for thee;
Within thy heart may ever
Thy mother's image be;
Thy sister dear, and brother,
They long for thee to come;
Never forget the dear ones
That cluster round thy home.

Never forget, &c.

W. ROBERTSON.

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"There is Beauty all Around."

HERE is beauty all around,

When there's love at home;

There is joy at ev'ry sound,
When there's love at home.
Peace and plenty here abide,
Smiling sweet on every side,
Time doth softly, sweetly glide,
When there's love at home.
Love at home,

Love at home:

Time doth softly, sweetly glide,
When there's love at home.

2 In the cottage there is joy,
When there's love at home;
Hate and envy ne'er annoy,
When there's love at home.