REFRAIN.

Ral

the an

His ly round our glorious Captain, at

call!

Rally at His call!

the tread of gathering sol - diers, great and small,

one and all! Rally one and all!

3 Jesus calls the glad ones and the sad ones too,
Rich and poor, the high and low, the false and true;
Brother sister! hearken, and lay hold anew
For He has a work that's suited just to you.-REF.

4 Sinner, comes there not a call to you, to-day?
Don't you hear a tender voice within you say,
"Come to Me, and there abide, both now and aye?"
When you hear, God help you come, without delay.-REF.

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MISS ELIZA E. HEWITT.

Unison.

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1.

Wel-come, royal-heart- ed Sum-mer, crowned with beauty, light and flowers, 2. Thanks to Thee, O God, our Father, for the bless-ings of the year, 3. So we come a- gain with glad-ness to our Fa-ther's house to-day,

Scattering ro ses, blush-ing ro
More in number than the sands
Sing - ing car - ols like the mer

hap

WELCOME CHILDREN'S DAY.

sun-shine of the Children's Day.

ren der prais - es Temple of our

pray that grace unmeasur-ed shall at tune these hearts of ours,
need - ful good pro- vi- ded, Love and Mercy bend-ing near,
to the Lord hath led us; still He'll guide us on
our way,

Copyright, 1896, by Rufus W. Miller.

ev

py Children's Day,

er more.

Savior King.

ses, by the way;
a-
- long the shore;

ry birds of Spring;

Adam Geibel, (1855— ) 1896.

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REFRAIN.
Voices in Harmony.

Welcome, welcome,

pilgrim way, Let us

hearts and voi ces

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REV. JOB HUPTON, (1762-1849) 1806.
TR. BY REV. JOHN MASON NEALE, (1818-1866) 1851.

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gath er with

say, Praise God, praise God, praise God.

COME, YE FAITHFUL, RAISE THE ANTHEM.
"Neander." 8s. & 7s. 6 lines.

re - joicing, and with

skies

1.

2. {Love

Sing to Him who brought sal-va- tion, Won-drous in His
Ere He raised the loft- y mountains, Formed the sea, or
e-
-ternal, free and boundless, Moved the Lord of

3 Now above the sapphire pavement,
High in unapproached light,
Lo! He lives and reigns for ever,
Victor after hard-won fight,
Where the song of the redeemèd
Rings unceasing day and night.

Rev. Joachim Neander, (1640-1680)

shouts of

works and ways; spread the sky, life to die;

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God e - ter - nal! Word in -car-nate, Whom the heaven of heavens obeys.
Fore-or-dained the Prince of prin-ces For the throne of Cal - va - ry.

A-men.

4 Trust Him then, ye fainting pilgrims; Who shall pluck you from His hand? Pledged He stands for your salvation,

Pledged to give the promised land, Where among the ransomed nations

Ye too round His throne shall stand,

By Jehovah led? Wisdom's lov-ing ray; Thought or speech a word;

Jor dan flows be
Forward, through the
Till the veil be

а

look behind: Burns the fier
glorious birth: Sick, they ask
to be shared; Eye hath not

Z

head; Who
day; Pour
heard; Nor

up
of

shall dream of

on

the these hath

Henry Smart, (1813-1879) 1872.

For
Till

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Forward through the des- ert, Through the toil and fight;
Forward, out of er - ror, Leave be-hind the night;
Forward, marching east-ward Where the heaven is bright,

ing, held them,

ing, tions tered

Zi - on beams with light.

ward, in to
our faith be

light! sight.

NATIONAL AND THANKSGIVING.

MY COUNTRY! 'TIS OF THEE.
"America." 6s. & 4s.

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REV. SAMUEL FRANCIS SMITH, (1808-1895) 1832.

1. My country! 'tis of thee, Sweet land of lib-er-ty, Of thee I sing: Land where my 2. My native country, thee-Land of the no-ble free-Thy name I love: I love thy

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fathers died! Land of the Pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring! rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills, My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. A-men.

3 Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song!
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong!

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REV. JOHN SULLIVAN DWIGHT, (1812-1893) 1844. 1 God bless our native land,

Firm may she ever stand,

GOD BLESS OUR NATIVE LAND!
6s. & 4s.

Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.

Henry Carey, (1685-1743) 1743.

4 Our father's God! to Thee,
Author of liberty,

To Thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King!

PRAISE YE JEHOVAH'S NAME.
6s. & 4s.

2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise, Wide as His fame;

2 For her our prayer shall rise
To God, above the skies;
On Him we wait :
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,
God save the State!

There let the harp be found;
Organs, with solemn sound,
Roll your deep notes around,
Filled with His name.

3 While His high praise you sing,
Shake every sounding string;
Sweet the accord!

He vital breath bestows;
Let every breath that flows,
His noblest fame disclose.
Praise ye the Lord.