“My Savior’s Charms”

Jn 1871, The Charm, a Collection of Sunday School Music, by P. P. Bliss,** was published. By permission of the publishers, Messrs. Church & Co., Cincinnati, we print the following hymns by Mr. Bliss:

MY SAVIOR’S CHARMS.

Charms in choral numbers.

Charms in martial strains,
Charms in social chorus.

Charms in glad refrain.

Chobus. — But no other charms can be

Like my Savior’s charms to me;

Lovely charms

Lasting charms,
Are my Savior’s charms to me.

Charms in sanctus holy,

Charms in festal lays.
Charms in freedom’s anthem,

Charms in childhood’s praise.

Charms in harp and organ,

Charms in reed and string.
Charms in trumpet pealing,

Charms in everything.

LET THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING.

Ox a dark, stormy night, when the waves rolled like moantains and not a star was to be seen, a boat, rocking and plunging, ueared the Cleveland harbor. Are yon sure this is Cleveland? “asked the captain, seeing only one light from the light-house. “Quite sure, sir,” replied the pflot “Where are the lower lights?” “Gone out, sir.” *’ Can you make the harbor? “^’ We musty or perish, sir!” And with a strong hand and a brave heart, tlic old pilot turned the wheel. But alas, in the darkness he missed the channel, and with a crash upon the rocks the boat was shivered, and many a life lost in a watery grave. Brethren, the Master will take care of the great light-house: let w htep ffu lower Ughtt IfwrnUng / — D. L.

MOODT.

Brightly beams Our Father’s mercy

From His Light- House evermore;
But to us He gives the keeping

Of the lights aloDg the shore.

. Chohfr — Let the lower lights be burning!
Send a gleam across the wave;
Some poor, fainting, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may save.

Dark the night of sin has settled,

Loud the angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing

For the lights along the shore.

Trim your feeble lamp, my brother.

Some poor sailor, tempest-tost,
Trying now to make the harbor,

In the darkness, may be lost.

JERUSALEM SO FAIR.

O, Jerusalem, the golden — city bright and fair; All the sanctified, the purified, the glorified are there; There the Savior we shall see, and His glory we shall share, In Jerusalem so bright and fair.

Chobtjs. — O Jerusalem, so fair I O Jerusalem so fair!

All the sanctified, the purified, the glorified are ther? There the Savior we shall see, and His glory we shall share. In Jerusalem so bright and fair.

O Jerusalem, the golden — city of the blest; Where the glory beams eternal on thy towers in beauty drest; Where the wicked cease from troubling, the weary are at rest. In Jerusalem so bright and fair.

O Jerusalem, the golden — city fair and bright: How thy pearly gates in splendor soon will burst upon our sight; How thy golden streets will glow, for the Lamb is all the light, in Jerusalem so bright and fair.

HOW GOES THE BATTLE t

“Victory, victory I” hear the angels say,
When a gentle word turns angry thoughts away;
Though the stormy battle-field a little heart may bei,
‘Tis a mighty conflict, tis a glorious victory.

OBOnus. — How goes the battle, then, what news to-day t
One side is gaining ground — one giving way i
Rally for the right, oh, battle manfully,
Let the blessed angel band shout the victory.
Victory, Victory,’* Zion shall be free,
Let the blessed angel band shout the victory.

* * Victory, victory 1 “shout the evil throng.
When a little heart wes room to purpose wrong;
Then the holy angel bands do sadly turn away;
^’ Victory, our victory 1” th-e evil spirits say.

“•* Victory, victory 1” soon we all may sing,
Glory be to Thee, O.Lord, our heavenly King 1
Thou hast overthrown the last, the dreaded enemy
Thine alon«, the battle, Lord, be Thine the victory .**

HELP.

Help me to sing,

Savior and King;

Heart service only to Thee would I brings

Help me to read,
Thy grace I need.
Lest I offend Thee in thought, word or de«dL

Help me to pray;

Guard lest I etraj;

Keep Thou my feet in the heavenward way.

Help I implore,

Thee to adore;

Praiee would I render to Thee eyermoiek

“ONLY A LITTLE CHILD.

r whom is the bell tolling? I asked a man at the church ( He replied, “Only a litUe child.”

“Only a little child,”
Pause not here to weep;
Scarcely on earth she smiled.
Ere she fell asleep.
Fell asleep.

“Only a little child,”
God to us had given;
Pure and undefiled.
Only fit for heaven.
Fit for heaven.

* Only a little child,”
That our love possessed.
That our cares beguiled.
That is now at rest,

Now at rest.

Only a little child,”
Such as Jesus blessed.
We were unreconciled.
Only He thought beat.

He thought beat.

WHERE HE LEADS WE WILL FOLLOW.

See the gentle Shepherd standing

Where the quiot waters flow;
To the pastures green inviting,

Hungry, thirsty, let us go.

CflOBXJB. — Where He leads we will follow,
Where He leads we will follow.
Where He leads we will follow.
We will follow all the way.

Only by the door we enter.

All who enter He will save;
Life abundantly bestowing.

Though His life the Shepherd gave.

Safe within the fold He leads us,
He the Shepherd, we His own;

And as Him the Father knoweth,
Precious thought — of Him we’re knowa*

WATTINa AT THE WELL.

Little thought Samaria’s daughter.

On that ne’er forgotten day,
That the tender Shepherd sought her.

As a sheep astray;
That from sin He longed to win fi«r —

Knowing more than she could tell,
Of the wretchedness within her.

Wailing at the well.

Chorus. — Hear, O hear I the wondrous story.
Let the winds and waters tell — ‘Tis the Christ, the King of Glory,
Waiting at the well.

‘Neath the stately palm tree swaying,
Listened she to words of truth,

While each thought was backward straying,
O’er her wasted youth.

118; MEMOIR OF F. P. BLISS.

Hast’ning homeward with desire
AU His wondrous speech to tell.

Asked she, ‘* Is not the Messiah
Waiting at the well? ‘*

Yet salvation’s well is flowing.

And the Savior listens there — Rvery want and care foreknowing —

To our humble prayer.
Bj His gracious smile of favor,

While our hearts with rapture sweQ^
Well we know it is the Savior,

Waiting at the well.

WONDROUS LOVE.

Behold the love of God, wondrous love, wondrous I<yf«^
On sinful man bestowed, wondrous lave.

rnoRUB. — Herein, herein is love;
The Father from above
His Son did give that we might live t
Oh wondrous, wondrous love.

Hifl love is full and free, wondrous love, wondrous love
Tis offered jou and me; wondrous love.

No merit of our own; wondrous love, wondrous love.
He saves bj grace alone; wondrous love.

He offers life4o-day; wondrous love, wondrous love.
Accept it while ye may; wondrous love.

ON WHAT FOUNDATION?

On what foundation do you build, neighbor,

Your hopes for the future fair?
Do your walls reach down to the rock below.

And rest securely there?
Sad wrecks lie ‘round you on the sand, neighbor.

The floods and the storms are near;

Will the strong blast hurl to the earth thy walls,
Or blanch thy cheek with fear?

Chobus. — On what foundation do you build, neighbor,
Your hopes for the future fair?
Do your walls reach down to the rock below,
And rest securely there?

On sure foundation would you build, neighbor f

Take heed to the Lord’s commands;
Ever fast and firm, while the storms go by,

This Rock of Ages stands.
Alas I what folly ’tis to build, neighbor,

A mansion so fair, so grand.
With its costly walls and its lofty towers.

On Sin’s delusive sand.

SAILING INTO PORT.

* hoia ships croBS the ocean with clear skies, smooth seas and fair winds, and come into port with streamers flying and bauds of music making jubilee. Others come in storms, with the skies black as night, the wind like a hurricane, and the sea like mountains — and they come in all battered, yards gone, masts splintered, hardly enough left to hang together. But 4he difference amounts to nothing. The only important thing from first to last is, not what the log says about storm or calm, but that they all steer close to the compass, and do their best to make the harbor. So they only get there safely, what happened to them by the way is of no account. So as to God’s children. There may, there will be vast variety of experience: to some, prosperity, success, joy — to others, adversity, defeat, grief. But what may be your lot or mine, is of no consequence. The one only thing of moment is, that we stick close to our chart and push for port with all our might. So we gain that, the pleasures or perils of the way do not matter.” — .fiteZroci/ww* a sermon preached by Dr, E, P. Goodwin First Congreqatkmal Church, Chicago,

Sailor, though the darkness gathers,
Though the cold waves surge and moan.

Trust thy bark to God’s great mercy.
Falter not, sail on, sail on.

Chobus. — Sailing into port, what matter,

Drooping sail or shattered mast 7
Glory, glory fills the harbor,
There we’ll anchor safe at last.

Sailor, though with streamers flying
Yonder proud ship mounts the foam.

And with bands of music playing,
Gains the port and welcome home.

Sailor, though the lightning flashes.
Though thy sails be rent and torn.

Peace shall come on Hope’s bright pinions
And deliverance with the mom.

OVER YONDER.

Over yonder, over yonder.

Where the saints and angels dwell.
Over yonder, over yonder

Is the home I love so well.
There my loved ones wait to greet me.

Wait to clasp me by the hand.
There my Savior, too, will meet me.

Meet me in Immanuel’s land.

Over yonder, over yonder.

Stands my mansion bright and fair;
All the glory, all the glory

Of the kingdom I shall share.
By the tree of life eternal,

Crystal streams forever flow;
While the leaves of healing mercy

On its waving branches grow.

Over yonder, over yonder,

Sin and sorrow are unknown:
Hallelujahs, Hallelujahs,

Evermore surround the throne.
Never will I fear the journey

Through the dark and shadowy vale;
For my Savior will be near me,

Never can His promise fail.

REMEMBER THE POOR.

Tis winter, and ye by your fireside so warm

May feel not the blast of the pitiless storm;

But cold winds are sweeping o’er mountain and moor

And lone ones are starving — Remember the poor.

Remember the poor.

Remember the poor.
And lone ones are starving — Remember the poor.

“To one of the least, in My name,” saith the Lord»
“No visit of mercy shall lose its reward;”
Bat measure for measure shall earth-life restore,
And treasure in heaven — Remember the poor.
Remember the poor,
Remember the poor.
And treasure in heaven — Remember the poor.

Oh, give of thy bounty, thy gratitude show;
So freely receiving, as freely bestow;
In mansions so fair on the evergreen shore.
Would you be remembered? Remember the poor.

Remember the poor,

Remember the poor.
Would you be remembered? Remember the poor.

PASSING AWAY.

Teachbb. — What do the beautiful roses say?
SCHOLAKS. — Sweet is our perfume, but short is our stay;
Teacheb. — What says the humming bird, do you know?
SCHOLABS. — Winter is comiDg and soon I must go.

All. — Passing away, Passing away;

Second and minute and hour and day I
Birdie and blossom, how brief is your stay;
Passing away, passing away.

Tbachbr. — What says the clock, with its tick-a-tick, tick? Scholars. — Time passes swiftly, be quick, oh, be quick I

Teachbb. — What are the words of the rivulet’s song?
SCHOLABS. — I cannot tarry, I must run along.

Teacheb. — What does the sun in the morning say?
ScHOLABS. — Over I go for another bright day.

TEACHEB.^What does your heart by its beating tell? ScHOLABS. — Earth-life is passing, then where will I dwell?

GOD IS ALWAYS NEAR ME.

God is always near me,

Hearing what I say;
Knowing all my thoughts and deeds.

All my work and play.

God is always near me,

In t)ie darkest night
He can see me just the same

As by mid-day light.

God is always near me.

Though so young and small;
Not a look or word or thought.

But God knows it all.

MAN THE LIFE BOAT.

Hark! I hear the captain calling,
Earnestly and long:
“Rocks ahead! the breakers threaten I
Bear a hand — Be strong!”

lyHORUS. — Man the life-boat, blaze the signml I
Never can we fail;
No, the nation must be rescued,
Temp’rance shall prevail 1

Firm amid the storm and danger,

Faithful, tried and true — Though a mighty host opposes —

Stand the Temp’rance crew.

Loud the billows dash around us.

O’er the angry sea;
Night comes on and souls are dying.

Will ye idle be?

THE TEMPERANCE SHIP.

The temp’rance ship is sailing on;

Sailing on.

Sailing on.
The temp’rance ship is sailing on

Though angry billows roar.
To bless the world she’s sailing on,

Sailing on.

Sailing on.
To bless the world she’s sailing on.
To reach a fairer shore..

THE TEMPERANCE SHIP. 1^^*

Chorus. — Oh, rally, freemen, rally!

Do you bear the fearful cry?
‘Tifl the solemn wail of warning

From the drunkard doomed to die;
*Tis the prayer of wife and mother,

‘Tis the shriek of anguish wild;
” Will you help a falling brother —

Will you save my darling child?”

The mountain waves are rolling high,

Rolling high,

Rolling high.
The mountain waves are rolling high.

The pirate fleet is strong.
We call for men to do or die,

Do or die.

Do or die,
We call for men to do or die
To crush the mighty wrong.

Arise, young man, for you must fight.

You must fight.

You must fight,
Arise, young man, for you must fight,

A foe that seems a friend.
The well worn way that seemeth right,

Seemeth right,

Seemeth right,
The well worn way that seemeth right,
Alas I in death doth end.

Ho, friends of temp’rance, firmly stand.

Firmly stand,

Firmly stand,
Ho, friends of temp’rance, firmly stiiiid.

To meet the daring foe.
For God, for Truth, for Native Land-,

Native Land,

Native Land,
For God, for Truth, for Native Land

We dare to strike the blow.

We see the blinded rush along,

Rush along.

Rush along,
We see the blinded rush along.

The broad and downward way.
Then raise at least a prayer or song,
Prayer or song,
Prayer or song,
Then raise at least a prayer or song
To save them while we may.

TURN TO THE RIGHT.

‘Tis a rule in the land that when travelers meet.

Travelers meet.
In highway or byway, in alley or street.

Alley or street,
On foot or in wagon, by day or by night.
Each favors the other and turns to the right.

What a wonderful measure of trouble we’d shun,

Trouble we’d shun,
If all the humanity under the sun,

Under the sun,
While passing each other were truly polite.
And wishing “Good morrow,” would turn to the right.

What a pity when selfishness stands in the way,

Stands in the way.
And hinders one’s hearing what Wisdom would say.

Wisdom would say;
There’s joy on the journey, the end is delight.
To those in life’s highway who turn to the right.

ONLY A STEP TO HEAVEN.

Day by day we saw her failing,

As the summer time went by;
And the world grew dark and lonely

When we knew that she must die.
Still her heart seemed fondly clinging

To the blessed promise given:
“I am not afraid,” she whispered,

‘* For ’tis but a step to heaven.”

Chorus. — Nearer, nearer come the angels,

Till the earth worn bands are riven;
Nearer, nearer, seems the glory,
Till ’tis bat a step to heaven.

In the Savior’s mercy trusting.
Walking closely by His side;
Scarcely did she hear the rippling
Of the darkly flowing tide — “Do not grieve” — sweet words of comfort

To her weeping mother given:
“I am not afraid,” she whispered,
“For ’tis but a step to heaven.”

Do not sing to me of heaven

As a home far, far away;
‘Tis a narrow stream divides us,

We may cross it in a day.
Only let me cling to Jesus,

To the blessed word He’s given;
Then my soul is filled with glory,

Then ’tis but a step to heaven.”

TO DEPART, WHICH IS BETTER?

To THB Memobt op C. M. Wtman.

And I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, blessed are the dead which die la the Lord: Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, and their works do fol low them.

Hark, on the shore of “Imraanuel’s Land,”
Shout the “Triumphant” and glorified band;
Singing as only the ransomed can sing — Sweet hallelujah, to Jesus their King.
Amen, Amen, Amen.

“Farewell,” we sigh, as our friends leave the strand,
“Welcome,” they sing in “Immanuel’s Land.”

Mourning below is rejoicing above;

We tell of sorrow while they sing of love.

Lovingly called from his labors below;
Suddenly summoned, but ready to go:
Laying the cross and the life burden down,
Gladly receiving the robe and the crown.

Not withoat hope are we mourniDg to-daj;
“Thy will be done,” we are trying to say:
Here ‘neath the “Shadowy Rock “we will
God is ‘’ Our Father,” and His ways are best.

PRAYINa ALWAYS.

Trachbr. — Little eyes,

Looking wise,
Have you said your morning prayer?
Have you thought,
As you ought.
Of our Heavenly Father’s care?
Tell me what our prayer should be
When the morning light we see ^-

All. — Pleasant light,
Clear and bright.
Shining on the world to-day.
So may love
From above
Shine along our upward way;
So let every thing we see
Turn our thoughts, O Lord, to Thee.

Ai.L. — Water clear.

Standing near;
Wash our hands and faces clean.
May the Lord,
By his word,
Wash our hearts from every sin.
So let everything we see
Turn our thoughts, Lord, to Thee.

OiKLS. — Cloak and hood,
New and good.
Made to keep our bodies warm.
Words of truth,
Learned in youth.
Keep our souls from every harm.
So let every thing we see
Turn our thoughts, O Lord, to Thee.

Boys. — Boot or shoe,

Old or new,
Let us keep them clean and neat;

Let us pray.

That we maj
Some day walk the golden street;

So let everything we see

Turn our thoughts, Lord, to Thee.

OiRLS. — Collar white,

Ribbons bright;
Apron, bonnet, shawl or dress;

So may we

Ever be
Clad in Jesus’ righteousness;

So let everything we see

Turn our thoughts, O Lord, to Thee

Boys. — Top or ball.

Treasures all;
Books and toys 1 dearly prize;

Yet may I,

When 1 die,
To my heavenly treasures rise;

So let everything we see

Turn our thoughts, O Lord, to Thee

ALL. — Night or day,
WoA or play;
In our hearts may be a prayer;
God can see.
If there be — Well He knows what thoughts are there
So let everything we see
Turn our thoughts, O Lord, to Thee

SOON AND FOREVER.

Only a few more years.
Only a few more cares;

Only a few more smiles and tean
’ pnly a few more prayers:

Only a few more wrongs,
Only a few more sighs:

Only a few more earthly songs
Only a few good-byes:

Then an eternal stay.
Then an eternal throng;
Then an eternal glorious daj.
Then an eternal song.