Mr. Bliss’ Second Collection of Hymns
r riHE second collection of hymns bearing Mr. Bliss’ name on the A. title page is “Sunshine for Sunday Schools,” publislicd by Messrs. John Church & Co., in 1873. The following hymiia were included in that work, and are given here by permission of the publishers.
MY PRATER.
More holiness give me
More strivings within.
More patience in suflTring,
More sorrow for sin,
More faith in my Savior,
More sense of His care,
More joy in His service.
More purpose in prayer.
More gratitude give me,
More trust in the Lord,
More pride in His glory,
More hope in His word.
More tears for His sorrows,
More pain at His grief.
More meekness in trial.
More praise for relief.
More purity give me,
More strength to o’ercome.
More freedom from earth-staina
More longings for home.
More fit for the kingdom,
More used would I be.
More blessed and holy,
More, Savior, l Thee,
MORE TO FOLLOW.
“A vMt fortune was .eft In the hands of a minister for one of his poor parishionen. Fearing that it might be squandered if suddenly bestowed upon him, the wise minister sent him a little at a time, with a note, saying: TMs 18 tMne; we it wisely: there U more to foOatc. ‘Brethren, that’s just the way God deals with ns.” — D. L. Moodt.
Have you on the Lord believed?
Still there’s more to follow;
Of His grace have you received 7
Still there’s more to follow.
Oh, the grace the Father shows!
Still there’s more to follow;
Freely He His grace bestows,
Still there’s more to follow.
Chorus. — More and more, more and more.
Always more to follow,
Oh, His matchless, boundless love t
Still there’s more to follow.
Have you felt the Savior near?
Still there’s more to follow;
Does His blessed presence cheer?
Still there’s more to follow.
Oh, the love that Jesus shows I
Still there’s more to follow;
Freely He His love bestows.
Still there’s more to follow.
Have you felt the Spirit’s power?
Still there’s more to follow;
Falling like the gentle shower?
Still there’s more to follow.
Oh, the power the Spirit shows t
Still there’s more to follow;
Freely He His power bestows.
Still there’s more to follow
SPIRIT DIVINE. 14y
CALLING NOW.
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock.”
‘« They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick. I came naXta call the righteoos, bat sinners to repentance/*
“I have redeemed thee — I have called thee by thy name,” To-day, if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearta.**
This loving Savior
Stands patiently;
Though oft rejected.
Calls again for thee.
Chorus. — Calling now for thee, prodigal,
Calling now for thee;
Thou hast wandered far away,
But He’s calling now for thee.
Oh, boundless mercy,
Free, free to all!
Slay, child of error,
Heed the tender call.
Though all unworthy.
Come, now, come home-Say, while He’s waiting,
“Jesus, dear, I come.”
SPIRIT DIVINE.
Spirit Divine, Spirit Divine.
Be Thou the Day-star in my darkness to shine
Spirit of Truth, Spirit of Truth,
Bfi Thou the Teacher and the Guide of my youth
Spirit of Love, Spirit of Love,
Be Thou the Leader to my mansion above.
Spirit of Power, Spirit of Power,
Be Thine the praises of my song evermore.
BEAUTIFUL SONG OP LOVE.
I may not know all the melodieR of heaven,
Sounding afar o’er the golden streets aglow,
Yet to my soul let the sweet refrain be given,
Come, blessed angels, your chorus I would know.
CUOBUS. — Teach me, teach me,
Teach me the song of the beautiful and hoy ones,
Teach me the song of the pure ones above;
Oh, teach me the song of the beautiful and holy ones.
Teach me the beautiful song of love.
I may not know all the glorified immortals
Standing before Him, the holy, holy King,
Yet would I join, as I near the shining portals.
Loud hallelujahs, your chorus sweet to sing.
Soon shall I hear them, the melodies of heaven,
Sounding afar through the golden streets aglow.
Soon to my soul shall the Rweet refrain be given,
Soon, blessed angels, your chorus I shall know.
DANIEL’S BAND. Dadicated to ^’ Daniers Band ‘* of the First Congregational Chnrcli, Chicafeo.
Standing by a purpose true,
Heeding God’s command,
Honor them, the faithful few.
All hail to Daniel’s Band I
CUOBUB. — Dare to be a Daniel I
Dare to stand alone 1
Dare to have a purpose firm
Dare to make it known.
Many mighty men are lost
Daring not to stand.
Who for God had been a host,
By joining Daniel’s Band
Mftny giants great and tall,
Stalking tliroagh the land»
Headlong to the earth would fall,
If met by Daniel’s Band.
Hold the Gospel banner high,
On to victory grand 1
Satan and his host defy.
And shout for Daniel’s Band.
ASK, SEEK, KNOCK.
“Aflk, and it shall be given; Seek, and ye shall find.”
Precious promise 1 Lord, I wonder Thou art still so kindl
“Knock, it shall be opened,” if we only could believe.
Ask, seek, knock — Savior, help us to receive.
Chobus. — Ask, seek, knock, hear the loving Savior say:’
Ask, seek, knock — Savior, help me to obey.
Jesus, I ask Thee now, for Thine is all the power.
Give me grace to look to Thee in dark temptation’s hour.
Help me to remember ’tis Thy gentle voice I hear.
Ask, seek, knock — Savior, wherefore should I fear?
Lord, I am waiting now Thy blessed face to see;
Earnestly Tm knocking, knocking; open. Lord, to me.
To Thy cross I’ll cling till Thou a blessing dost bestow.
Aik, seek, knock — Lord, I will not let Thee go.
LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
This is My commandment.
That ye love one another,
That ye love one another,
As I have loved you.
Blessed words of Jesus
We have heard to-day — Savior, by Thy spirit,
Help us to obey.
May Thy love unite us
To the living Vine!
May our hearts, enlightened
Glow with love divine!
May we seek Thy glory.
Strife and envy flee;
By our love to others,
Prove our love to Thee.
Ever more as brethren.
In sweet union live.
Ab we wish forgiveness.
May we each forgive.
Grant us Thy salvation.
Fill us with Thy love;
Give us each a foretaste
Of the joys above. ’
Ever meek and lowly.
Ever kind and true.
Ever pure and holy,
Paths of peace pursue.
This is My commandment.
That ye love one another,
That ye love one another.
As I have loved you.
PEAR NOT.
What did the angel to the shepherds say?
Fear not, fear not.
On that bright morning of our Lord’s birth-day t
Chorus. — Fear not, fear not.
Fear not, fear not, let the Gospel sound.
Fear not, fear not,
Roll the world around;
Trembling souls, dismiss your fear,
To the mercy seat draw near.
To the mercy seat draw near.
What said the Master when the waves ran high?
Fear not, fear not.
To His disciples said He, “It is I.”
What to the ruler did the Savior say?
Fear not, fear not.
When cold and lifeless His: ear daugfhter lay T
What to the Marjs was the cheering word?
Fear not, fear not,
When they with joy beheld the risen Lord?
What saith the Son of Man, the First and Ijast t
Fear not, fear not.
He whose eternal word abideth fast?
GOING HOME.
Though the way seems lone,
And the sunlight gone;
Though the blinding tears will fall,
Let us look away,
And be glad to-day.
At the thought of going home.
Chorus. — Going home.
Going home.
To our Father’s house on high, going home
Where there’s no more night,
And the Lamb is the light,
We are going by and by.
Though the world is drear,
And the tempter near.
And his arrows pierce the soul;
Yonder beams the strand
Of the Promised Land,
‘Tis the long-sought final goal.
Though in hostile lands.
Over burning sands
Now with weary feet we roam,
But a few years more.
And ‘twill all be o’er.
He triU come to take us home.
MOURN, PRAY, PRAISE,
Mourn, yes mourn.
But not for her at rest,
And happy with the blest;
164. KBMOIB OF P. P. BLISS.
Her toils and trials cease.
Her soul may rest in peace.
In perfect peace.
Pray, yes pray.
But not for her in heaven;
Pray we may be forgiven.
And at the last may stand,
With her in Glory Land,
A. happy band.
PraUe, yes, praise,
That in the Crucified
She lived, and loved, and died.
May grace our souls refine.
And may her hope divine
Be thine and mine. Amen.
SONG IN SCRIPTURE.
A song bursts from the starry sky.
Starry sky, starry sky,
And angels from their throne on high
Shout aloud their holy joy.
Job xxxvii, 4, 5, 6, 7.
But oh, earth’s first and warlike sorng.
Warlike song, warlike song,
Of vengeance, murder, guilt and wrong
Evermore it rolls along.
Gbnbsis iv, 28, 24.
A song rings o’er the sounding sea.
Sounding sea, sounding sea,
“The Lord hath triumphed gloriously” — Praise Him for the victory.
EzoDUS XV, 1, 2.
O, list the welcome Christmas song,
Christmas song, Christmas song 1
Of heaven’s bright and shining throng — We the Gospel strain prolong.
Luke ii, 8, 9. 10, 11.
A psalm floats on the evening air,
Evening air, evening air,
And Jesus’ gentle voice is there —
Oh, may we His worship share t
Mark xiv, 22, 28, 24, 26.
There’ll be a song of glad accord.
Glad accord, glad accord.
Through heaven’s eternal anthems heard,
“Alleluia, praise the Lord!”
Revelation xix, 6.
GOOD CHEER!
Good cheer, good cheer I
For a happy New Year
Is brightly smiling before us;
Let merry bells ring.
Let happy hearts sing.
Good cheer, good cheer is the choma.
Adown the past
One look we cast.
For friends and fancies olden;
Then forward glance,
And dream perchance.
Of future days more golden.
Chokus. — Good cheer, good cheer I
For a happy New Year
Is brightly smiling before us.
Let merry bells ring.
Let happy hearts sing,
Good cheer, good cheer is the chorus.
Good cheer, good cheer I
For the glad and happy New Year 1
Good cheer, good cheer!
For the glad and happy New Year!
Good cheer, good cheer!
For a happy New Year
Is brightly smiling before us,
Let merry bells ring,
Let happy hearts sing.
Good cheer, good cheer is the choras.
In future years.
From Biniles and tears.
Our lives shall luster gather;
And come what may,
We’ll always say,
“Thy wUl be done, our Father.”
INNOCENT CHILDHOOD.
Sweet little violets,
Bom in the wild- wood;
Purest of loveliness,
Innocent childhood;
Shy as the antelope,
Brown as a berry,
Free as the mountain air.
Romping and merry.
Chorus. — Tra la, la, la, la, la, Ac
Blue eyes and hazel eyes
Peep from the hedges.
Shaded by sun-bonnets
Fray’d at the edges;
Up in the apple-trees.
Heedless of danger,
Manhood in embryo
Stares at the stranger.
Out in the hilly patch,
Seeking the berries — Under the orchard trees,
Feasting on cherries — Trampling the clover blooms
Down ‘mong the grasses.
No voice to hinder them.
Dear lads and lasses.
Dear little innocents I
Born in the wild- wood;
Oh, that all little ones
Had such a childhood I
Heaven’s blue over them.
Earth’s green beneath them.
No sweeter heritage
Could we bequeath them.
GOOD NIGHT TILL THEH^. 167
LORD JESUS, COME.
Lord Jesus, come 1
Nor let us longer roam
Afar from Thee and that bright place
Where we shall see Thee face to face.
CHORUS. — Lord Jesus, cornel
Lord Jesus, come I
Lord Jesus, come!
Thine absence here we mourn:
No joy we know apart from Thee,
No sorrow in Thy presence see
Lord Jesus, come
And take Thy people home,
That all Thy flock, so scattered here,
With Thee in glory may appear.
GOOD NIGHT TILL THEN.
I journey forth, rejoicing,
From this dark vale of tears.
To heavenly joy and freedom
From earthly bonds and fears,
Where Christ our Lord shall gather
All His redeemed again.
His kingdom to inherit;
Good-night, good-night till then.
Why thus so sadly weeping,
Beloved ones of my heart?
The Lord is good and gracious.
Though now He bids us part
We oft have met in gladness.
And we shall meet again.
All sorrow left behind us;
Good-night, good-night till then.
1S8 MEMOIB OF P. P. BLISS.
I go to see His glory,
Whom we have loved below;
I go, the blessed angels
And holj saints to know;
Oar lovely ones departed,
I go to find again,
And wait for you to join us:
Good-night, good-night till then.
The two hymns following are taken from “The Joy,” issued by Messrs. Church & Co., in 1873:
THE POUR RULERS.
“Is it safe? is it safe?” hear the timid cry I
“Who will tell me what to do?
Is it safe to wait? is it safe to try T
Ah me, if I only knew 1”
Alas, said I, come tell me, pray,
What foolish man is this?
The laughing echoes seemed to say,
“His name is Ck)WARDiCK.”
Will it pay? will it pay?” came a frenzied yell
From a surging, scowling crowd;
From the men of State and of Church as well-In sorrow my head I bowed.
Can man, immortal man, thought I,
So low and selfish be?
Their gilded inotto streamed on high,
I read it Policy.
* Will it please? will it please?” ’twas a soulless sound. Pleating on the perfumed air. And again I sighed as I looked around
On the captives of fashion there.
* What ho,” I cried, and whither now?
Whose worshipers are ye?”
Before their queen I saw them bow;
‘Twas cruel Vanity.
TO DIB IS GAIN. ISf
Is U right? is it right?” ’twas a ringing tone,
And the jostling crowd stood still,
For the voice was clear though it rose alone.
And spake with a heavenly thrill.
Joy, joy, sweet angel voice,” I cried,
“Dwell, ever dwell with me,”
This thine to choose,” the voice replied,
‘* My name is Honesty.”
TO DIE IS GAIN.
To die is gain,”
All earthly cares forsaking.
From toil and pain,
To endless joy awaking,
To die is gain.
To die is gain,
My weary soul home bringing;
O’er heavenly plain,
Sweet angel voices singg,
To die is gain.
To die is gain.
From strife and sin to sevet.
With Christ to reign,
Forever, oh, forever.
To die is gain.