27. Is it True? From Sacred Harmonium, by permission. Rev. J. W. Dadmun. 1 Is it true that I must lie In the graveyard by-and-bye, And with others gone before Sleep till time shall be no more? Is it true? Oh, is it true? Come, hum-ble sin - ner, in whose breast A thousand tho'ts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, And make this last resolve: I'll go to Je-sus though my sin Like mountains round me close, I know his courts, I'll en- ter in, What - ev-er may op-pose. 2 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, | Perhaps he will admit my plea, And there my guilt confess; I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone Without his sov'reign grace Perhaps will hear my prayer; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 29. Royal Way of the Cross. 8s & 7s. Music by Rev. L. Hartsough. Fine. We may spread our couch with roses, And sleep thro' the summer day; But the soul that in sloth reposes Is not in the narrow way. D. C. For the royal way to heav-en Is the royal way of the cross, D. C. If we fol-low the chart that is given We need not be at a loss, 1 There is a spot to me more dear Than native vale or mountain, A spot for which affection's tear Springs grateful from its fountain. J 'Tis not where kindred D. C. But where I first my Saviour found, And felt my sins forgiven! 31. World of Beauty. 8s & 7s. Music by Rev. L. Hartsough. 1 I've read of a world of beauty Where there is no gloomy night; Where 33. Lenox. H. M. Edson. 474. Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding sacrifice In my behalf appears. Before the throne my surety stands, Before the throne my Before the throne my surety stands, Before the throne my surety stands, My surety stands, My name is written on His hands. name is writ ten on His hands. 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, They strongly speak for me: 34. 2 He ever lives above For me to intercede; His precious blood to plead; The presence of his Son: His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled, His pard'ning voice I hear: I can no longer fear; Rejoicing in Prospect of the Blessing. 1 Ye ransom'd sinners, hear, The pris'ners of the Lord, And wait till Christ appear, According to his word. Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; We shall from all our sins be free. 2 In God we put our trust; If we our sins confess, Faithful is he and just, From all unrighteousness To cleanse us all both you and me : We shall from all our sins be free. 3 Surely in us the hope Of glory shall appear; Sinners, your heads lift up And see redemption near. Again I say: Rejoice with me; We shall from all our sins be free. 4 Who Jesus' suff'rings share, My fellow-pris'ners now, Ye soon the crown shall wear On your triumphant brow. Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; We shall from all our sins be free 5 The word of God is sure, And never can remove; We shall in heart be pure, And perfected in love. Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me; We shall from all our sins be free. 495. Let earth and heav'n agree, Angels and men be join'd, l To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind;) T'adore the all-a Lamb, And bless the sound of Jesus' name. And bless the sound of Jesus' name. "Tis life and victory. New songs do now his lips employ, And dances his glad heart for joy. 5 O unexampled love! O all-redeeming grace! How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race! What shall I do to make it known, What thou for all mankind hast done 6 0 for a trumpet voice On all the world to call! In Him who died for all! |