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A Better Day

Author: Miss Jennie Stout Hymnal: MS1885 #36 (1885) First Line: A better day is coming Refrain First Line: A better day, a better day Lyrics: 1 A better day is coming, When truth and right shall reign, When hearts shall know no sorrow, But sing in glad refrain: Refrain: A better day, a better day, A better day is coming on; A better day, a better day, A better day is coming. 2 A better day is coming,— Oh, see the golden beams!— A day of light and glory; Let each heart catch the gleams. [Refrain] 3 A better day is coming, A day of perfect rest,— The long-expected pleasure Of reigning with the blest. [Refrain] 4 Oh, send the tidings over The world from shore to shore; The glorious day is dawning, When sin shall reign no more. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A better day is coming]

Make Room for Me

Author: W. H. G. Hymnal: MS1885 #105 (1885) First Line: A little boy lay down to rest Refrain First Line: Make room for me, Lord Jesus Lyrics: 1 A little boy lay down to rest Close by his father’s side, And dreamed of heaven, that city fair, Whose gate stands open wide; He saw the Saviour’s loving face, He oft had longed to see, While from his lips went forth a prayer, “Make room in heaven for me.” Refrain: Make room for me, Lord Jesus, Make room in heaven for me; Hast thou not room up yonder, Lord, For a little boy like me? 2 The father heard the simple prayer And closely held his boy, When o’er his face a light broke forth Of heaven’s lasting joy; No other words came from his heart Save these, said earnestly, “Dear, blessed Lord, make room in heaven For a little boy like me.” [Refrain] 3 The Saviour heard his yearning plea, And sent an angel down To tell the child to enter in, And take his golden crown; Up through the sky he sped his way To yonder city fair, And found, indeed, a room in heaven, Forever his,—up there. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A little boy lay down to rest]

A Little Talk with Jesus

Hymnal: MS1885 #68 (1885) Lyrics: 1 A little talk with Jesus, How it smooths the rugged road! How it seems to help me onward, When I faint beneath my load; When my heart is crushed with sorrow, And my eyes with tears are dim, There is naught can yield me comfort Like a little talk with Him. 2 Ah! this is what I’m wanting, His lovely face to see; And I’m not afraid to say it, I know he’s wanting me. He gave his life a ransom To make me all his own, And he’ll ne’er forget his promise To me, his purchased one. 3 I cannot live without him, Nor would I if I could; He is my daily portion, My medicine and food. He is altogether lovely; None can with him compare; Chiefest among ten thousand, And fairest of the fair. So I’ll wait a little longer, Till his appointed time, And along the upward pathway My pilgrim feet shall climb. There, in my Father’s dwelling, Where many mansions be, I shall sweetly talk with Jesus, And he will talk with me. Languages: English Tune Title: [A little talk with Jesus]

Until Ye Find

Author: Rev. E. H. Stokes, D. D. Hymnal: MS1885 #55 (1885) First Line: Alas! alas! a wayward sheep Refrain First Line: Go, seek until ye find Lyrics: 1 Alas! alas! a wayward sheep Had wandered from the fold, Far o’er the mountains rough and steep, Where howling tempests rolled; The Shepherd, with a burdened mind, Went forth the missing one to find, The missing one, far, far away, The missing one to find. Go, seek until ye find; Go, seek until ye find; The missing one must not be lost,— Go seek until ye find. 2 He sought with many-a footstep store, From early morn till night; Thro’ rocky wastes, where torrents roar,— App pathways but the right; Then cried, with sad and burdened mind, The missing I have failed to find, The missing one, far, far away, Alas! I’ve failed to find. Go, seek until ye find; Go, seek until ye find; The missing one must not be lost,— Go seek until ye find. 3 How long, O Lord, must I still go? How long search for the sheep? They’ve wandered far away, I know,— Discouraged, lo, I weep: How long thus go, with burdened mind? “Go,” Jesus saith, “until ye find;” The missing one must not be lost,— Go, seek until ye find! Go, seek until ye find; Go, seek until ye find; The missing one must not be lost,— Go seek until ye find. 4 I’ve sought my friends for many-a day, Have prayed for man-a year; Yet, still they wander far away, O’er mountains dark and drear; How long thus seek with burdened mind? “Seek,” Jesus saith, “until ye find;” The missing one must not be lost,— “Go, seek until ye find!” Go, seek until ye find; Go, seek until ye find; The missing one must not be lost,— Go seek until ye find. 5 Lord, at thy word I go again, Believing I shall find: I listened, and a low refrain Came to me on the wind; Led by the sadly joyful sound I rushed, and, lo, the lost was found! Joy! joy! O blessed joy divine! The lost one I have found. Joy! joy! the lost is found; Joy! joy! the lost is found; The missing one, no longer lost, The missing one is found. Scripture: Luke 15 Languages: English Tune Title: [Alas! alas! a wayward sheep]

Coronation

Hymnal: MS1885 #141 (1885) First Line: All hail the power of Jesus' name Languages: English

Soldiers of the Cross

Author: I. Watts Hymnal: MS1885 #89 (1885) First Line: Am I a soldier of the cross Refrain First Line: The conflict’s before us and we must arise Lyrics: 1 Am I a soldier of the cross,— A foll’wer of the Lamb,— And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his Name? Refrain: The conflict’s before us and we must arise, To battle for Jesus, his honor defend; Assured of a mansion and crown in the skies, If faithful unto the end. 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease; While others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro’ bloody seas? [Refrain] 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God. [Refrain] 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. [Refrain] 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. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Am I a soldier of the cross]

What are You Willing to Do?

Author: Mrs. E. C. Ellsworth Hymnal: MS1885 #42 (1885) First Line: Are you willing to wander from Jesus Refrain First Line: Oh, turn, turn from your folly Lyrics: 1 Are you willing to wander from Jesus, And live without love and the light? Oh, what will you do in the darkness, When closes around you the night? Refrain: Oh, turn, turn from your folly! Oh, seek for the noble and true! With the help that the Saviour has promised, What are you willing to do? With the help that the Saviour has promised, What are you willing to do? 2 Do you know that the Spirit is grieving O’er all who will wander away? His voice may be heard if you listen,— For you he is calling today! [Refrain] 3 Do you know what your soul may be leaving? The good that his love may provide? He offers the purest of pleasures To all who will walk by his side! [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Are you willing to wander from Jesus]

‘Tis Some Mother’s Child

Author: Francis L. Keeler Hymnal: MS1885 #93 (1885) First Line: At home or abroad, in the alley or street Lyrics: 1 At home or abroad, in the alley or street, Wherever I chance in the wide world to meet A girl that is thoughtless, a boy that is wild, My heart echoes softly—‘tis some mother’s child. Refrain: ‘Tis some mother’s child! ‘Tis some mother’s child! For her sake deal gently with some mother’s child, For her sake deal gently with some mother’s child. 2 And when I see those o’er whom long years have roll’d, Whose hearts have grown hardened, whose spirits are cold; Be it woman all fallen, or man all defiled, A voice whispers sadly—‘tis some mother’s child. [Refrain] 3 No matter how far from the right she hath strayed, No matter what inroads dishonor hath made; No matter what elements cankered the pearl— Tho’ tarnished and sullied, she’s some mother’s girl. [Refrain] 4 No matter how wayward his footsteps have been; No matter how deep he is sunken, in sin; No matter how low is his standard of joy,— Tho’ guilty and loathsome, he’s some mother’s boy. [Refrain] 5 That head hat been pillowed on tenderest breast; That form hath been wept o’er, those lips have been pressed; That soul hath been prayed for in tones sweet and mild; For her sake deal gently with some mother’s child. Languages: English Tune Title: [At home or abroad, in the alley or street]

Strive to Enter In

Author: Henrietta E. Blair Hymnal: MS1885 #41 (1885) First Line: At the gate that leads to glory, from the rugged path of sin Refrain First Line: Strait is the gate and narrow is the way Lyrics: 1 At the gate that leads to glory, from the rugged path of sin, Where the joys that fill the soul are ever new, O ye weary, heavy-laden, will you strive to enter in, While the Saviour now is waiting there for you? Refrain: Strait is the gate and narrow is the way That leadeth unto life above; Strive to enter in, oh, strive to enter in! Come to a Saviour’s love. 2 At the gate that leads to glory there’s a light that shineth still, ‘Tis the pure and holy light of promise true; Hear the blessed invitation to the whosoever will, From the Saviour who is waiting now for you. [Refrain] 3 At the gate that leads to glory you will never knock in vain, There is room for ev’ry one, and welcome, too; Only give your heart to Jesus, life eternal you will gain: He is calling, he is waiting now for you. [Refrain] 4 From the gate that leads to glory, oh, how many go astray! We are told that they that find it are but few; Then believe the words of Jesus, enter quickly while you may: He is waiting now with open arms for you. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [At the gate that leads to glory, from the rugged path of sin]

Awake, my Soul

Author: Mrs. R. N. Turner Hymnal: MS1885 #27 (1885) First Line: Awake, my soul, thy sacred song Refrain First Line: Oh, let thy songs adoring rise Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul, thy sacred song, Awake thy praise and prayer; The King is on his holy throne, O, kneel before him there. Refrain: Oh, let thy songs adoring rise, On wings of love and rapture soar; Come kneel before the heavenly King, And worship and adore. 2 So great are all his gifts of love Thou canst not comprehend; Unceasing as eternal years, His goodness shall not end. [Refrain] 3 No worthy gift hast thou to lay Upon that heavenly shrine; But take thy heart of love and say, O Father, it is thine. [Refrain] 4 Thou art the off’ring he would have, His grace will make it meet; Though poor and worthless, bring thy gift And lay it at his feet. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Awake, my soul, thy sacred song]