CRUSADERS' HYMN.-Concluded. Tru-ly I'd love Thee, Tru-ly I'd serve Thee, Light of my soul, my Joy, my Crown. 77 Christ our Captain. 2 Fair are the meadows, Fairer the woodlands, Robed in flowers of blooming spring; Jesus is fairer Jesus is purer, He makes our sorrowing spirits sing. 3 Beautiful Saviour, Lord of the nations, Son of God and Son of man! Glory and honor, Amen. 2. Now and for evermore be Thine. WHEN, HIS SALVATION BRINGING. Anon. MOZART, 1. When, His sal-va- tion bringing, To Zion, Jesus came, The children all stood 6 singing, "Ho-san na to his name!" Nor did their zeal of - fend him, But Bev. John King. 79 Suffer them to come unto me. 2 There's a rest for little children, Above the bright blue sky, Who love the blessed Saviour, And to the Father cry, A rest from every trouble, 3 There's a home for little children, Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, For every one is happy, Nor can be happier there. 4 There are crowns for little children, Above the bright blue sky, And all who look to Jesus Shall wear them by-and-by; Yea, crowns of brightest glory Which he shall sure bestow, On all who loved the Saviour, And walked with him below. 5 There are songs for little children, And found in Christ alone; Albert Midlane T. FRANK ALLEN. OH, LET US BE GLAD. 1. Oh, let us be glad in our Saviour and King, No tongues ever had great-er reason to King,....... King, in our King, Lift up hap-py voices and praise him, Till space with his praises, his praises shall ring. Copyright, 1885, by Phillips & Hunt. Till space with his praises shall ring....... 80 Sing and rejoice. 2 His wonderful name makes our victory sure, 3 We bless his dear name through smiles and through tears, Oh who could be sad when thus held in his care; Come, let us be glad, and God's goodness declare.-CHO. Vinnie Vernon. SAVIOUR, BLESSED SAVIOUR. H. R. PALMER. 1. Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen while we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King; All we have to offer, All we hope to be, Bod-y, soul, and spir-it, All we yield to thee, REFRAIN. Glo-ry Hal-le- lu-jah To our Priest and King, Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen while we sing. MY SHEPHERD.-Concluded. In the green pastures low, Where living waters flov, Safe by thy side I go,Fear- ing no ill. Yet From sin and pains, he ever reigns, Geo. Washington Bethune, |