Song Treasury; A Collection of Songs and Music, Especially Adapted for Sunday-Schools, Praise & Prayer Meetings, Church Choirs and the Home Circle; Also Containing Selections for Church Festivals, Sunday-School Anniversaries, Concerts, (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1879 edition. Excerpt: ...choir. 2. The saints are sweetly singing In yon-der mansions fair; Triumphant shouts come ringing Through pearly gates ajar. 3. There, through the open portal, The blessed throng behold The shining ones immortal, Walk streets of purest gold. 4. There by the crystal river, Where healing waters flow, 5. With them, arrayed in splendor, At Je-sus' feet we'll fall, The glo-ri-fled will ev-er Their sweetest praise bestow. And Him our praises render, And crown him Lord of all. 1. He leads us on, we lo not know, Thopith through which our footstepsgo, But if we trust him all the way, And 2. He leads us on, we do not know. Why all these years the Lord would show, His lov-ing hand and go be-fore, And 3. He leads us on, keeps watch and guaid, Along our journey heavenward, Though oft we gnze with won-drous eye, As 4. He leads us on, we do not know How won-drous-ly he leads us through, But af-ter all this strife and pain, When fol-low close-ly day by day, Wo shall know when life's race is Won, Why Jo-sus leads us on. help us bear the cross he bore, We shall know when ins will is done, Why Je-sus leads us on. if topiercethe cloudy sky, WeshallknoW when these clouds are gone, Why Je-sus leads us on. worldly wisdom proves in vain, We'll know in the hoW life begun, Why." He leads us on, ha leads uson, He guides us home-ward one by one, Some pass in ear-ly, oth-ers late, All en-ter in the pearly gate.-. _-0--0--0--0--0 Copyrighted by J. H. Kuezenenabe, A. D. 1879. Fine. f 1/ But in vain we look for something to whicb oor' hertscan cling, For it's beauty isas naething tothe Pal-ace o' the King For tho' bouiiiearethe snow-flakes, an' the down on winter'swing, It'sfine token it daurna touch the Palace o' the King "Behold, I stand at the door, and...