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199

Where are the Reapers ?

"I will say to the reapers: . . . Gather the wheat into my barn."—MATT. xiii. 30. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 199.

OH, where are the reapers that garner in

The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin?
With sickles of truth must the work be done,
And no one may rest till the "harvest home."

Where are the reapers? Oh, who will come,
And share in the glory of the "harvest home"?
Oh, who will help us to garner in

The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?

2 Go out in the by-ways and search them all;
The wheat may be there, though the weeds are tall :
Then search in the highway, and pass none by,
But gather from all for the home on high.

3 The fields all are ripening, and far and wide
The world now is waiting the harvest tide;
But reapers are few, and the work is great,
And much will be lost should the harvest wait.

4 So come with your sickles, ye sons of men,
And gather together the golden grain;
Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come,
Then share in the joy of the "harvest home."

200 What are you going to do, Brother?

"To every man his work."-MAKK Xxiii. 34.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 200.

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H, what are you going to do, brother?
Say, what are you going to do?

You have thought of some useful labour,

But what is the end in view?

You are fresh from the home of your boyhood,

And just in the bloom of youth!
Have you tasted the sparkling water

That flows from the fount of truth?

Is your heart in the Saviour's keeping? Remember, He died for you!
Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do?

2 Will you honour His cause and kingdom,
Wherever your path may be?
And stand as a bright example,

That others your light may see?
Are you willing to live for Jesus?
And ready the cross to bear?
Are you willing to meet reproaches?

The frowns of the world to share?

Your lot may perhaps be humble, But God has a work for you;
Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do?

3 Oh, what are you going to do, brother?
The morning of youth is past;

The vigour and strength of manhood,
My brother, are yours at last.

You are rising in worldly prospects,
And prospered in worldly things;
A duty to those less favoured

The smile of your fortune brings.

Go, prove that your heart is grateful-The Lord has a work for you;
Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do?

4 Oh, what are you going to do, brother?

Your sun at its noon is high;

It shines in meridian splendour,
And rides through a cloudless sky.
You are holding a high position

Of honour, of trust, and fame ;—
Are you willing to give the glory

And praise to your Saviour's name?

The regions that sit in darkness Are stretching their hands to you;
Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do?

5 Oh, what are you going to do, brother?
The twilight approaches now;—

Already your locks are silvered,

And winter is on your brow.

Your talents, your time, your riches,
To Jesus, your Master, give:
Then ask if the world around you

Is better because you live.

You are nearing the brink of Jordan, But still there is work for you;

Then, what are you going to do, brother? Say, what are you going to do?

201

The Solid Rock.

"The Lord is my defence; and my God is the rock of my refuge."-Ps. xciv. 22. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 201.

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MY hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus' blood and righteousness;

I dare not trust the sweetest frame,

But wholly lean on Jesus' name.

On Christ, the Solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is sinking sand.

2 When darkness veils His lovely face,

I rest on His unchanging grace;

In

every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the vail.
3 His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the 'whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.

4 When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found,
Clothed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne!

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I believe Thy promise, Lord;
I will trust Thy holy Word;
Thou, my soul's Redeemer,
Bless me while I pray.
3 O my Saviour, love me,

Make me all Thine own;
Leave me not to wander

In this world alone:

Bless my way with light divine,

Let Thy glory round me shine;
Thou, my Rock, my Refuge,
Make me all Thine own.

4 O my Saviour, guard me,
Keep me evermore ;

Bless me, love me, guide me,

Till my work is o'er :

May I then, with glad surprise,

Chant Thy praise beyond the skies;

There with Thee, my Saviour,

Dwell for evermore.

At the Feet of Jesus.

sat at Jesus' feet, and heard His word."-LUKE X. 39. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 203.

AT the feet of Jesus,

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Listening to His word;
Learning wisdom's lesson

From her loving Lord;

Mary, led by heavenly grace,

Chose the meek disciple's place.

At the feet of Jesus Is the place for me,

There a humble learner Would I choose to be.

2 At the feet of Jesus,

Pouring perfume rare,

Mary did her Saviour

For the grave prepare;

And, from love the "good work" done,
She her Lord's approval won.

At the feet of Jesus Is the place for me,
There, in sweetest service, Would I ever be.

"Mary

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At the feet of Jesus,

In that morning hour,
Loving hearts, receiving
Resurrection power,

Haste with joy to preach the word :
"Christ is risen, Praise the Lord!"

At the feet of Jesus, Risen now for me,
I shall sing His praises Through eternity.

Dark is the Night.

"So He bringeth them unto their desired haven."-Ps. cvii. 30.
Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 204.

DARK

ARK is the night, and cold the wind is blowing,
Nearer and nearer comes the breakers' roar;

Where shall I go, or whither fly for refuge?

Hide me, my Father, till the storm is o'er.

With His loving hand to guide, let the clouds above me roll,
And the billows in their fury dash around me;

I can brave the wildest storm, with His glory in my soul,
I can sing amidst the tempest-Praise the Lord!

2 Dark is the night, but cheering is the promise;
He will go with me o'er the troubled wave;
Safe He will lead me through the pathless waters,
Jesus, the Mighty One, and strong to save.
3 Dark is the night; but lo! the day is breaking,
Onward, my bark! unfurl thy every sail !
Now at the helm I see my Father standing,
Soon will my anchor drop within the vail.

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"The grace of God that bringeth salvation to all men hath appeared."-TITUS ii. II,

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Salvation, Salvation, The grace of God doth bring ;
Salvation, Salvation, Through Christ our Lord and King.

2 Ye mourning souls, aloud rejoice;

Ye blind, your Saviour see!

Ye prisoners, sing with thankful voice:

The Lord hath made you free!

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