THE WESLEYAN MINSTREL; A COLLECTION OF HYMNS AND TUNES FOR THE USE OF SUNDAY SCHOOLS AND SOCIAL WORSHIP. BY REV. WM. McDONALD, OF THE MAINE CONFERENCE. Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. - PSALMIST. SECOND EDITION. BOSTON: PUBLISHED BY CHARLES D. STRONG, NO. 1 CORNHILL. 1850. ENTERED, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1849, by STRONG AND BRODHEAD, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts. PREFACE. ; THE reason which the compiler assigns for presenting this little volume to the public, is, that, in his opinion, such a work is needed -a work adapted to the use of Sunday Schools. The country is flooded with works professedly adapted to this use but, as a general thing, they are either made up of little ditties, scarcely fit for an infant class to sing, or with something which has no more connection with Sunday Schools than the "temple of God with idols." The design, at the commencement, was, to prepare a work for the use of Sunday Schools exclusively; but after more mature consideration, it was thought best to adapt it equally to Social Worship, and hence carry out the old adage, to "kill two birds with one stone." To each tune (with few exceptions) are two hymns; one adapted to Sunday Schools, the other to Social Worship. We would here take occasion to express our thanks for favors received from L. Mason, the publishers of the Musical Gems, Rev. A. D. Merrill, and especially to the author and publishers of the American Vocalist. Some of the best pieces in this collection are from the last-mentioned work. May the old and young, who sing from these pages, sing the song of Moses and the Lamb, in heaven, forever. Ev-ery heart pure incense bringing, No longer roam. "Christ Crucified." 1. Jesus died on Calvary's mountain, Long time ago; And salvation's rolling fountain Now freely flows. 2. Once his voice, in tones of pity, Melted in woe, And he wept o'er Judah's city, Long time ago. 3. On his head the dews of midnight, Fell long ago; Now a crown of dazzling sunlight Sits on his brow. 4. Jesus died, yet lives in heaven, No more to die; Bleeding Jesus, blessed Savior, Now reigns on high. 5. Now in heaven he's interceding For dying man, Soon he'll finish all his pleading, And come again. 6. When he comes, a voice from heaven Shall pierce the tomb, "Come, ye blessed of my Father, Children, come home." |