28 2 When we meet in the Eden above, 3 The saints of all ages are there, The prophets and martyrs of old; The children whose voices on earth are still I Theft it all with Jesus. "He is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him."-2 TIM. i. 1 Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 28. I LEFT it all with Jesus long ago, All my sins I brought Him and my woe; 2 I leave it all with Jesus, for He knows 3 I leave it all with Jesus day by day; Faith can firmly trust Him, come what may. At His side. 4 Oh, leave it all with Jesus, drooping soul! 29 Let the Lower Lights be Burning. "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven."- -MATT. v. 16. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 29. 30 BRIGHTLY beams our Father's mercy But to us He gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore. Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave ! 3 Trim your feeble lamp, my brother; One Qoye Day's Work for Jesus. "I must work the works of Him that sent Me, while it is day.”— 2 JOHN ix. 4. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 30. ΟΝ NE more day's work for Jesus, But heaven is nearer, and Christ is dearer, Than yesterday to me: His love and light fill all my soul to-night. One more day's work for Jesus, One more day's work for Jesus : 'Tis joy, not duty, to speak His beauty; My soul mounts on the wing At the mere thought how Christ my life has bought. One more day's work for Jesus; To tell the Story, to show the glory When Christ's flock enter in! Oh yes, a weary day ; But heaven shines clearer, and rest comes nearer, And Christ in all! Before His face I fall! Oh, blessed work for Jesus! Oh, rest at Jesu's feet! There toil seems pleasure, my wants are treasure, Lord, if I may, I'll serve another day. "YET Yet there is Room. "And yet there is room."-LUKE xiv. 22. ET there is room!" The Lamb's bright hall of song, Room, room, still room! 2 Day is declining, and the sun is low: 3 The shadows lengthen, light makes haste to go. Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom's guest. 4 It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee ! Make haste, make haste: 'tis not too full for thee. 5 Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate, The gate of love; it is not yet too late. 6 Pass in, pass in! That banquet is for thee; That cup of everlasting love is free. Go in, go in, 7 All heaven is there: all joy! Go in, The angels beckon thee the prize to win. 8 Louder and sweeter sounds the loving call; Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal hall. 9 Ere night that gate may close, and seal thy doom: Then the last low, long cry: "No room, no room!" By Dr. H. BONAR. 32 No room, no room! Oh, woful cry, "No room!" Written expressly for this book. (Copyright.) There is Life lay a Look. "It shall come to pass that every one......when he looketh upon it, shall live."-NUMBERS xxi. 8. "Look unto Me and be ye saved, all the ends of the earth.”ISAIAH xlv. 22. THE Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 32. HERE is life for a look at the Crucified One, Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be saved, Look! look! look and live! There is life for a look at the Crucified One, 2 Oh, why was He there as the Bearer of sin, Oh, why from His side flowed the sin-cleansing blood, 3 It is not thy tears of repentance nor prayers, On Him then who shed it thou mayest at once 4 Then doubt not thy welcome, since God has declared There remaineth no more to be done; That once in the end of the world He appeared, 5 Then take with rejoicing from Jesus at once And know with assurance thou never canst die, 33 Only an Armour-Beayer. "His armour-bearer said unto him, Do all that is in thine heart; turn thee; behold I am with thee according to thy heart.”—1 SAM. xiv. 7. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 33. 34 NLY an armour-bearer, firmly I stand, ONLY Waiting to follow at the King's command; Hear ye the battle-cry! "Forward!" the call; Though but an armour-bearer I may be. Mine shall be the honours in the Grand Review. Nothing but Leaves. "And when He came to it He found nothing but leaves."---MARK xi. 13 OTHING but leaves! The Spirit grieves O'er sins indulged while conscience slept, And reaps from years of strife- 2 Nothing but leaves! No gathered sheaves We sow our seeds: lo, tares and weeds, |