Letter From Prof. Philip Phillips, Musical Editor at the Methodist Book Concern, N. Y. JOSEPH HILLMAN Esq. : NEW YORK, Jan. 28, 1868. My Dear Brother: I have carefully examined the proof sheets of your forthcoming book—“ The Revivalist"—and I heartily give it my endorsement. As a book for "times of refreshing" it is, in my judgment, unsurpassed, and greatly needed in all our Churches. May the issuing of this book be the means of promoting revivals all over the land. PHILIP PHILLIPS Letter From Rev. Jesse T. Leck, D. D. In examining the proof sheets of "The Revivalist" I have found a large number of very valuable tunes and hymns, old and new, some of which I have never before seen published. Believing that the work will be useful, I cheerfully commend it to the Church everywhere. ALBANY, Jan. 30, 1868. JESSE T. PECK. The Revivalist. 1. Cleansing Fountain. C. M (290.) Arranged by Rev. L. H. 1 There is a fountain fill'd with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins, And sinners plung'd beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains D.C. And sinners plung'd beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains Loose the Cable, let me go. 8s & 7s. 8. Melody by J. W. DADMUN. Words by CHISLON. Arr. by A. S. ALLEN. No more working in the vineyard, No more struggling in the fight; Stand I here with loins all girded Ready for my upward flight; Sweetly o'er my fainting spirit Peace from heaven seems to flow; Seek no longer to de- tain me, Loose the cable, let 2 Holy angels round me hover, 3 But a little season only, Ere the hearts that here are one, Shall forever be united In the realm beyond the sun. Love cannot be quenched by dying, Even at its pearly gate, O, the happiness I know! [From String of Pearls, by permission.] 5 Ye who have sold for naught The year of jubilee, &c. 6 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace; And. saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face; The year of jubilee, &c. 4. The Paralytic. C. M. (Peculiar.) Fine. 1 Review the palsied sinner's case Who sought for help in Jesus; His friends conveyed him to the place Where he might meet with Jesus. A multitude were But from the roof they let him down, Before the face of Jesus. D. C. 2 Thus fainting souls by sin diseased, There's none can save but Jesus; With more than plague or palsy seized, Oh! help them on to Jesus. thronging round To keep them back from Jesus: Oh! Saviour, hear their mournful cry, And tell them Thou art Jesus; Oh! speak the word, or they must die, And bid farewell to Jesus. Now let them hear thy voice declare, | All glory to the dying Lamb, Thou sin-forgiving Jesus, He speaks the drooping heart to cheer, I now believe in Jesus; I love the blessed Saviour's name, The Warfare. (734.) 6 1 Am I a soldier of the cross- 2 Must I be carried to the skies 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Is this vile world a friend to grace, 4 Since I must fight if I would reign, 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die : They see the triumph from afar By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of vict'ry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. 1 How happy every child of grace 2 O what a blessed hope is ours! Our life in Christ conceal'd- 3 O would he more of heaven bestow And when the vessels break Let our triumphant spirits go To grasp the God we seek; In rapturous awe on Him to gaze, Who bought the sight for me; And shout and wonder at his grace To all eternity. |