61. ONWARD, CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS.

(E flat.)

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
Christ, the Royal Master, leads against the foe;
Forward into battle, see his banners go.

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.

Like a mighty army moves the church of God,
Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,

One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.

62. THE SON OF GOD GOES FORTH TO WAR.

(E flat.)

The Son of God goes forth to war, a kingly crown to gain;

His blood-red banner streams afar; who follows in his train?

Who best can drink his cup of woe, and triumph over pain,

Who patient bears his cross below-he follows in His train.

A glorious band the chosen few, on whom the spirit

came:

Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, and mocked the cross and flame.

They climbed the dizzy steep to heav'n, thro' peril,

toil and pain:

O God! to us may grace be giv'n to follow in their train.

63. COME, THOU ALMIGHTY KING.

(F.)

Come, Thou Almighty King, help us Thy name to sing;

Help us to praise, Father all glorious, o'er all vic

torious,

Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days.

Come, Thou Incarnate Word, gird on Thy mighty

Come and Thy people bless, and give Thy word

success,

Spirit of holiness, on us descend.

64. NOW THE DAY IS OVER.

(B flat.)

Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening steal across the sky.

Thro' the long night-watches may Thy Angels spread
Their white wings above us, watching 'round each bed,

65. HOLY, HOLY, HOLY.

(E flat.)

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee, Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty,

God in three Persons, blessed Trinity.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty,

All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth and sky and sea.

Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty;

God in three persons, blessed Trinity.

66. RISE, CROWNED WITH LIGHT.

(E flat.)

Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise;
Exalt thy tow'ring head and lift thine eyes;
See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display,
And break upon thee in a flood of day.

See a long race thy spacious courts adorn:
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on ev'ry side arise,
Demanding life, impatient for the skies.

See barb'rous nations at thy gates attend,
Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;
See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,
While ev'ry land its joyous tribute brings.

The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fixed His word, His saving pow'r remains;
Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.

67. O GOD, OUR HELP IN AGES PAST.

O God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home!

Under the shadow of Thy throne
Still may we dwell secure!
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;

Be Thou our Guide while life shall last.
And our eternal home!

68. HOW FIRM A FOUNDATION.

(A flat.)

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word!
What more can He say than to you He hath said-
To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled?

"Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismayed, For I am thy God, I will still give thee aid;

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,

Upheld by My gracious, omnipotent hand."

This melody, taken from the collection of Miss Frances Densmore, is reproduced by permission of the Bureau of American Ethnology of the Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D. C.