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Who will go?

Hymnal: LL1881 #88 (1881) First Line: Hark! the voice of Jesus, crying Refrain First Line: Hark! the voice of Jesus, crying Lyrics: 1 Hark! the voice of Jesus, crying, Who will go and work today? Fields are white and harvest waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away. Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich rewards he offers free, Who will answer, gladly saying, "Here am I, send me, send me." Chorus: Hark! the voice of Jesus, crying, Who will go and work today? Fields are white and harvest waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away. 2 If you can not cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door. If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow's mite, And the least you give for Jesus, Will be precious in his sight. [Chorus] 3 Let none bear you idly saying, "There is nothing I can do, "While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you. Take the task he gives you gladly, Let his words your pleasures be, Answer quickly when he calleth, "Here am I, send me, send me." [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [Hark! the voice of Jesus, crying]

I am on my way

Hymnal: LL1881 #89 (1881) First Line: On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Lyrics: 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. Chorus: I am on my way, In the way our fathers trod, I am on my way, To my happy home with God. 2 O'er all those wide extended plains, Shines one eternal day; There God, the Son, forever reigns, And scatters night away. [Chorus] 3 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow pain and death, Are felt and feared no more. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [On Jordan's stormy banks I stand]

One by one

Author: Mrs. Loula K. Rogers Hymnal: LL1881 #90 (1881) First Line: They're gathering homeward from ev'ry land Refrain First Line: Gath'ring home, gath'ring home Lyrics: 1 They're gathering homeward from ev'ry land, One by one, one by one; As weary, their feet touch the shining strand; Yes, one by one. Their brows are enclosed in a golden crown; Their travel-stained garments are all laid down, And clothed in white raiment, they rest in the mead Where Jesus doth love his saints to lead. Chorus: Gath'ring home, gath'ring home, Crossing the river one by one; Gath'ring home, gath'ring home; Yes, one by one. 2 Ere resting they pass thro' the toil and strife, One by one, one by one; Thro' waters of death ere they enter life; Yes, one by one. To come are the floods of the river still, While wending their way to the heav'nly hill, To others the waves o'erflow fiercely and wild, But rest will be giv'n the undefiled. [Chorus] 3 And we, too, shall come to the riverside, One by one, one by one; We're nearer its waters each eventide: Yes, one by one. We hear the great roar of death's chilly stream, Ever and anon thro' life's fev'rish dream, But Jesus will point out the bright, silv'ry strand, And lead us thro' storms to peaceful land. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [They're gathering homeward from ev'ry land]

Coronation

Hymnal: LL1881 #91 (1881) First Line: All hail the power of Jesus' name! Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall! Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all! 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,-- A remnant weak and small,-- Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all! 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forgot The wormwood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all! 4 Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all! 5 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall! To join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all! Languages: English

The old and the new

Author: A. A. G. Hymnal: LL1881 #92 (1881) First Line: The Old, Old Year with its joys and its sorrows Refrain First Line: Farewell, Old Year, thou canst no longer stay Lyrics: 1 The Old, Old Year with its joys and its sorrows, Its cloudy to-day and its sunny to-morrow, The songs that we sung, and the tears that we shed, The pleasant, the painful, like shadows have fled; The pleasant, the painful, like shadows have fled. Chorus: Farewell, Old Year, thou canst no longer stay; With silent tread we see thee pass away. But as thou departest, our song shall be, Father, mother, sister, brother, A happy New Year to thee, to thee, A happy New Year to thee. 2 The sweet Spring flow'rs, and the Summer's gay blooming, Rejoicing the heart, and the wildwood perfuming, The Autumn's ripe fruits, and the Winter so drear, Were footprints of Love as it walk'd with the Year. Were footprints of Love as it walk'd with the Year. [Chorus] We'll grateful be for the care of the father, As gladsome and gay in the dear home we gather; And tendrills, the strongest that love ever knew, Shall cling round the mother so tender and true; Shall cling round the mother so tender and true. [Chorus] 4 We'll guard the heart-loving sister and brother, Lest some jealous for our affection may smother; Our pathway will yield both its thorns and its flowers, But love burning brightly shall ever be ours. But love burning brightly shall ever be ours. 5 Farewell, Old Year, with thy joys and thy sorrows, Thy frowning to-days and thy smiling to-morrows; Thy mission is ended, and empty thy throne, We'll crown the New Year with its future unknown: We'll crown the New Year with its future unknown. Languages: English Tune Title: [The Old, Old Year with its joys and its sorrows]

Sweet hour of prayer

Hymnal: LL1881 #93 (1881) First Line: Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Lyrics: 1 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known. In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief, And often escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 2 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear To Him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless: And since he bids me see his face, Believe his word and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. Languages: English

O Prodigal! don't stay away

Author: J. E. Rankin, D. D. Hymnal: LL1881 #94 (1881) First Line: O prodigal, don't stay away! Refrain First Line: Will you come? Will you come? Lyrics: 1 A prodigal, don't stay away! The Father is waiting to-day; There's room and to spare, There is raiment to wear, O prodigal, don't stay away. Chorus: Will you come? Will you come? Will you come, come home to-day? There is welcome for you, From the Father so true, Then, O prodigal, don't stay away. 2 O prodigal, brother come home! Why longer in wretchedness roam? You're lonely and lost, You are driven and tost, O prodigal brother, come home. [Chorus] 3 O prodigal, what will you do? Love's table is waiting for you; Forgiveness so sweet, Sure, your coming will greet, O prodigal, what will you do? [Chorus] 4 O prodigal brother arise! For pardon, look up to the skies; No longer then stray From thy Father away, O prodigal, brother arise. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [O prodigal, don't stay away!]

Hosanna

Author: Rev. J. H. Martin Hymnal: LL1881 #95 (1881) First Line: Hosanna to Jesus, our Saviour and King Refrain First Line: Yes, music, sweet music with gladness we'll bring Lyrics: 1 Hosanna to Jesus, our Saviour and King, His cross and his triumph we joyfully sing; With hearts and with voices together we’ll raise A chorus of high-sounding notes to his praise. Chorus: Yes, music, sweet music with gladness we’ll bring, Yes music, sweet music with gladness we'll bring, And lay on the altar, and lay on the altar of Jesus, of Jesus, our King, We’ll laud and extol his adorable name, We'll laud and extol his adorable name, And shout to his honor, and shout to his honor, With joyful, with joyful acclaim. 2 For Jesus is worthy all praise to receive, He came in his mercy our woes to relieve; He died to redeem us from sin and from hell, That we with the angels in glory might dwell. [Chorus] 3 For us he was tortured, and wounded, and slain, For us he was subject to anguish and pain; In love and compassion he pour’d out his blood, And laid down his life, a rich ransom to God. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [Hosanna to Jesus, our Saviour and King]

Bear ye one another's burdens

Author: E. R. Latta Hymnal: LL1881 #98 (1881) First Line: Bear ye one another's burdens Refrain First Line: Bear ye one another's burden's! Lyrics: 1 Bear ye one another's burdens, As ye pass thro' life along; All have burdens they must carry, Whether they be weak or strong. I have borne your burdens for you, I your debt of sin did pay; And the strong should help the feeble, That they faint not by the way. Chorus: Bear ye one another's burden's! Bear ye one another's burdens! Bear ye one another's burdens! Bear them freely; bear them now! 2 Bear ye one another's burdens, Whatsoever they may be; Giving aid to one another, Is the same as unto me. Even tho' your load be heavy, Ye can all some help afford; Ev'ry one can do a little, With a pleasant look or word. [Chorus] 3 Bear ye one another's burdens, As ye journey here below, Strive to lessen these of others, And your own shall lighter grow, When ye gather over yonder, In the regions of the blest, Ye shall bear no tiresome burdens, Ye shall enter into rest. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [Bear ye one another's burdens]

Jesus, lover of my soul

Hymnal: LL1881 #99 (1881) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high. Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide; Oh, receive my soul at last! 2 Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on thee. Leave, ah! leave me not alone; Still support and comfort me! All my trust on thee is stayed: All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness; False and full of sin, I am; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found,-- Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within; Thou of life the Fountain art; Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart; Rise to all eternity! Languages: English