6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine,
In robes of victory through the skies-
The glory shall be thine.

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C. M.

Looking at the Cross.

N evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear;
'Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopp'd my wild career.

2 I saw one hanging on a tree,
In agonies and blood ;
Who fix'd his languid eyes on me,
As near his cross I stood.

3 Sure, never to my latest breath,
Can I forget that look ;

It seem'd to charge me with his death,
Though not a word he spoke.

4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt,
And plunged me in despair;
I saw my sins his blood had spilt,
And help'd to nail him there.

5 A second look he gave, which said,
"I freely all forgive;

-This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die, that thou may'st live."

L. M.

The Way.

JESUS, my all, to heaven has gone,

He whom I fix my hopes upon;

His track I see, and I'll pursue
The narrow way, till him I view.
2 The way the holy prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King's highway of holiness,
I'll go, for all his paths are peace.
8 This is the way I long have sought,
And mourn'd because I found it not;
My grief a burden long had been,
Because I was not saved from sin.
4 The more I strove against its power,
I felt its weight and guilt the more,
'Till late I heard my Savior say,
"Come hither, soul, I am the way!

5 Lo! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb,
Shall take me to thee, whose I am:
Nothing but sin have I to give,
Nothing but love shall I receive.

6 Now will I tell to sinners round,
What a dear Savior I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming blood,
And say,

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"Behold the way to God!"

L. M.

LOVE my Lord, I love his lav
I love religion's blessed cat
I love his faithful children too,
I love his precious will to do.
2 I love this narrow happy way,
I love to watch, I love to pray;

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I love the crown, I love the cross,
I love the gold without the dross.
8 I love to shout, I love to sing,
I love to praise my heavenly king;
I love my Lord, I know I do,

I love the souls that he loves too.
4 I love his saints that are below,
I love the precious sinner too:
I love those who have gone before,
I love my Jesus more and more.

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P. M.

OW precious is the name, brethren sing, brethren sing,

How precious is the name, brethren sing, How precious is the name of Christ our Paschal Lamb,

Who bore our sin and shame, on the tree, on the tree.

2 I've given all for Christ, he's my all, he's my

all,

I've given all for Christ, he's my all;

I've given all for Christ, and my spirit cannot rest,

Unless he's in my breast reigning there, reigning there.

3 His easy yoke I'll bear with delight, with delight,

His easy yoke I'll bear with delight,

His easy yoke I'll bear, and his cross I will not fear,

His name I will declare evermore, evermore.

4 I feel the love of God in my soul, in my soul, I feel the love of God in my soul,

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I feel the love of God, in my heart 'tis shed abroad,

And I will serve my God here below, here below.

P. M.

KNEW I was a sinner, the call it was loud
To repent of my sins, and give my heart to
the Lord;

But O! what distress my soul then was in,
While I was a seeker and yet in my sins!

2 For mercy, for mercy, aloud I did call,
But I could not find mercy till I gave up my

all;

And I gave up my all, and the burden did go, And O! what a love in my heart then did flow.

3 What a bright shining light in my heart then did shine,

I wonder'd, I wonder'd the Lord was so kind As to open mine eyes, and give me to see What a tender, kind Savior, has done for poor

me.

4 What a bright shining light then did shine in my heart,

Which made me quite willing with sinners to part;

And I know I was willing to let my name go, And join with the saints in this union below. 5 Come all you poor mourners who feel your distress,

Come, come unto Jesus, and you shall find

rest;

The door of salvation is open and free,

Come in now this moment, and happy you'll be.

6 There's joy with the angels, there's joy with the saints,

When the news reaches heaven that a sinner repents;

Accept of salvation, no longer delay,

For the voice of Free Grace cries To-DAY and TO-DAY.

P. M.

HOME all ye sons of Zion,
Who are waiting for salvation,

Have your lamps trimm'd and burning,
For behold the proclamation;
Saying all things now are ready,
For the poor and for the needy;
All my fatlings now are killed,
And prepared on the table.

2 Arise and get ready,

Hasten to the marriage supper,
While the bridegroom is calling,
And poor sinners are falling.
See the Lord of life descending,
And the judgment trumpet sounding,
To gather all the nations,
To the final judgment day.

3 0, what a happy meeting,
When salvation is completed,