3 2 That gate ajar stands free for all The rich and poor, the great and small, Of every 3 Press onward then, though foes may frown, While mercy's gate is open; Accept the cross, and win the crown, Love's everlasting token. 4 Beyond the river's brink we'll lay And love Him more in heaven. Jesus Loves Even Qe. "God is love.". -I JOHN iv. 8. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 3. I AM so glad that our Father in heaven I am so glad that Jesus loves me, 2 Though I forget Him, and wander away, "Oh, what a wonder that Jesus loves me!" 4 Jesus loves me, and I know I love Him; ; 4 5 If one should ask of me, how can I tell; 6 In this assurance I find sweetest rest, Go Woyk in Oy Vineyard. "Go work to-day in My vineyard.”—MATT. xxi, 28. "GO work in My vineyard!" there's plenty to do; The harvest is great, and the labourers are few; I've sheep to be tended, and lambs to be fed; Go work, go work, Go work in My vineyard; there's plenty to do; The harvest is great, and the labourers are few. 2 "Go work in My vineyard!" I claim thee as Mine; 3 "Go work in My vineyard!" oh, work while 'tis day! Bury thy Soyyow. "They shall obtain joy and gladness; and sorrow and sighing shall flee away."-ISAIAH XXXV. 10. Go Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 5. O bury thy sorrow, the world hath its share; 2 Go tell it to Jesus, He knoweth thy grief; 3 Hearts growing a-weary with heavier woe Now droop 'mid the darkness-go, comfort them, go ! Go give them the sunshine, tell Jesus the rest. In the Presence of the King.* "In Thy presence is fulness of joy; at Thy right hand there are plea- Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 6. H to be over yonder, Он In that bright land of wonder, Where the angel voices mingle, and the angel harps do ring; * By special permission. From the Book of Poems, by Miss ARMSTRONG, entitled, "The King in His Beauty." 2 3 4 5 6 To be free from care and sorrow, To rest in light and sunshine in the presence of the King! Oh to be over yonder ! My longing heart grows fonder Of looking to the far-off east, to see the day-star bring Of the cloudless, pure day breaking: My heart is yearning--yearning for the coming of the King. Oh to be over yonder! Alas! I sigh and ponder Why clings my poor weak heart to any earthly thing? And pass away for ever: There's no more separation in the presence of the King. Oh, when shall I be dwelling In triumphant hallelujahs, make the vaulted heavens ring?— And the Morning Star is beaming ?- Oh, when shall I be yonder? To join in all the praises the redeemed ones do sing, Where the angels veil their faces In awe and adoration in the presence of the King. Oh, I shall soon be yonder, All lonely as I wander, [wing. Waiting for the welcome summons, longing for the bird's fleet Though the midnight may be dreary, And the way be long and weary, There's no more shadow yonder in the presence of the King. 7 8 Daniel's Band. "But Daniel purposed in his heart that he would not defile himself with the portion of the king's meat, nor with the wine which he drank.' "So Daniel was taken up out of the den, and no manner of hurt was found upon him, because he believed in his God.”—DAN. i. 8; vi. 23. Tune-Sacred Songs and Solos, No. 7. TANDING by a purpose true, STA Heeding God's command, All hail to Daniel's Band! Dare to be a Daniel! dare to stand alone! Who for God had been a host, 3 Many giants, great and tall, 4 Hold the gospel banner high! Satan and his host defy, And shout for Daniel's Band! Qoye to Hollow." "He giveth more grace."-JAMES iv. 6. HAVE you on the Lord believed? Of His grace have you received? More and more, more and more, Always more to follow; |