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Within the tented grove, The followers of the Lamb

Author: Anon. Hymnal: VoP1873 #1044 (1873) Lyrics: 1 Within the tented grove, The followers of the Lamb Are met to sing his love, And glorify his name: Believers, let your prayers ascend To him who is the sinner's friend. 2 The Lord of hosts is here-- His banner floats on high, He lends a listening ear To catch the feeblest cry: It will prevail; ye need not fear, If uttered from a heart sincere. 3 Send every vain desire, Each trifling thought, away: And no unhallowed fire Upon the altar lay; Let holy zeal and humble love In every Christian bosom move. 4 Oh, let the fervent prayer Like incense sweetly rise, And on its pinions bear Our offering to the skies; Through every bosom let it thrill, And every heart with rapture fill. Topics: Spiritual Songs; A Camp-Meeting Hymn

There is rest for the weary

Author: Anon. Hymnal: VoP1873 #1045 (1873) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D First Line: In the Christian's home in glory Lyrics: 1 In the Christian's home in glory There remains a land of rest; There my Saviour's gone before me, To fulfill my soul's request. Chorus: There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you, On the other side of Jordan, In the sweet fields of Eden, Where the tree of life is blooming, There is rest for you. 2 He is fitting up my mansion, Which eternally shall stand; For my stay shall not be transient In that holy, happy land. [Chorus] 3 Pain and sickness ne'er shall enter, Grief nor woe my lot shall share; But in that celestial center, I a crown of life shall wear, [Chorus] 4 And the grave shall then be conquered, And the sting of death be lost; And our bark, all safely anchored, Never more be tempest-tossed. [Chorus] 5 Sing, oh, sing, ye heirs of glory; Shout your triumph as you go; Zion's gate will ope before ye; You shall find an entrance through. [Chorus] Topics: Spiritual Songs; The Home in Glory

With concious guilt and bleeding heart

Author: Anon. Hymnal: VoP1873 #1046 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 With conscious guilt and bleeding heart, Near to thy throne of grace I fly; Oh, friend of friendless sinners, deign To hear my penitential cry. 2 My first, my only cry shall be, Thy sanctifying grace impart; And form my soul alike to thee, And dwell for ever in my heart. Topics: Spiritual Songs; Need of Christ

Nothing but leaves! the Spirit grieves

Author: Taylor Hymnal: VoP1873 #1047 (1873) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Nothing but leaves! the Spirit grieves Over a wasted life, O'er sins indulged while conscience slept, O'er vows and promises unkept, That yield, from years of strife, Nothing but leaves. Nothing but leaves. 2 Nothing but leaves! no gathered sheaves Of life's fair ripening grain; We sow our seeds, lo! tares and weeds, Words, idle words, for earnest deeds! We reap with toil and pain, Nothing but leaves. Nothing but leaves. 3 Nothing but leaves! sad memory weaves No vail to hide the past; And as we trace our weary way, Counting each lost and misspent day, Sadly we find at last Nothing but leaves. Nothing but leaves. 4 Ah! who shall thus the Master meet, Bearing but withered leaves? Ah! who shall, at the Saviour's feet, Before the awful judgment-seat, Lay down, for golden sheaves, Nothing but leaves? Nothing but leaves? Topics: Spiritual Songs; Nothing but Leaves

Yes, we'll gather at the river

Author: Anon. Hymnal: VoP1873 #1048 (1873) Meter: Irregular First Line: Shall we gather at the river Lyrics: 1 Shall we gather at the river, Where bright angel feet have trod; With its crystal tide for ever Flowing by the throne of God? Chorus: Yes, we'll gather at the river, The beautiful, the beautiful river, Gather with the saints at the river That flows by the throne of God. 2 On the margin of the river, Washing up its silver spray, We will walk and worship ever, All the happy, golden day. [Chorus] 3 Ere we reach the shining river, Lay we every burden down; Grace our spirits will deliver, And provide a robe and crown. [Chorus] 4 At the smiling of the river, Mirror of the Saviour's face, Saints whom death will never sever, Lift their songs of saving grace. [Chorus] 5 Soon we'll reach the shining river, Soon our pilgrimage will cease; Soon our happy hearts will quiver With the melody of peace. [Chorus] Topics: Spiritual Songs; The Beautiful River

Once more, before we part

Author: Hart Hymnal: VoP1873 #1049 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Once more, before we part, We'll bless the Saviour's name,-- Record his mercies, every heart, Sing every tongue the same. 2 Receive his sacred word And feed thereon and grow; Go on to seek, to know the Lord, And practice what you know. Topics: Spiritual Songs; Parting Counsel

Faithfully, faithfully, soldier, fight on

Author: S. W. Widney Hymnal: VoP1873 #1050 (1873) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Faithfully, faithfully, soldier, fight on, Soon will the vict'ry through Jesus be won; Never a battle your leader has lost: Faithfully, faithfully, stand to your post. 2 Tempest-tossed mariner, unfurl thy sails, Jesus will fill them with heavenly gales; Soon you'll cast anchor in heaven's broad bay: Faithfully, faithfully, hold on thy way. 3 Faithfully, faithfully, pilgrim, press on, Soon will your wearisome journey be done; Soon will you reach your bright home in the skies; Faithfully, faithfully, press to the prize. 4 Faithfully, faithfully, mourner, pray on, Soon will the clouds that hang o'er thee be gone; Soon will thy darkness be turned into day: Faithfully, faithfully, watch thou and pray. 5 Watchman of Zion, oh, lift up thy voice, Say to the faithful in Israel, rejoice; Call the poor sinner from ruin's dread verge: Faithfully, faithfully, God's message urge. Topics: Spiritual Songs; Faithfulness

O how happy are they, Who their Saviour obey

Hymnal: VoP1873 #1051 (1873) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 O how happy are they, Who their Saviour obey, And have laid up their treasures above! Tongue can not express The sweet comforts and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That sweet comfort was mine When the favor divine I found in the blood of the Lamb; When my heart it believed, What a joy I received, What a heaven in Jesus' name. 3 'Twas a heaven below, My Redeemer to know; The angels could do nothing more Than to fall at his feet, And the story repeat, And the lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus, all the day long, Was my joy and my song: O that all his salvation might see! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffered and died, To redeem such a rebel as me. 5 On the wings of his love I was carried above All sin, and temptation, and pain: I could not believe That I ever should grieve-- That I ever should suffer again. 6 I rode on the sky, Freely justified I, Nor envied Elijah his seat; My soul mounted higher In a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my feet. 7 O the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood, Of my Saviour possessed, I was perfectly blest, As if filled with the fullness of God. Topics: Spiritual Songs Scripture: Jeremiah 2:2

Come, come to Jesus! He waits to welcome thee

Author: George B. Peck Hymnal: VoP1873 #1052 (1873) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to welcome thee, O wand'rer, eagerly; Come, come to Jesus! 2 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to welcome thee, O slave, eternally; Come, come to Jesus! 3 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to lighten thee, O burdened, graciously; Come, come to Jesus! 4 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to give thee, O blind, a vision free; Come, come to Jesus! 5 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to shelter thee, O weary, blessedly; Come, come to Jesus! 6 Come, come to Jesus! He waits to carry thee, O lamb, so lovingly; Come, come to Jesus! Topics: Spiritual Songs; Come to Jesus

Jesus, my all to heaven is gone

Hymnal: VoP1873 #1053 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesus my all to heaven is 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 high way of holiness-- I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not; My grief a burden long has 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 Saviour say, Come hither, soul, I am the way. 5 Lo! glad I come, and thou blest Lamb Shalt take me to thee, whose I am: Nothing but sin have I to give; Nothing but love shall I receive! 6 Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, Behold the way to God! Topics: Spiritual Songs Scripture: Isaiah 8