Religious - Hymnbook, circa 1835 [R-6]

The Church of Christ

What fair one is this in the wilderness travling
Looking for Christ the beloved of her heart
O this is the Church the bride of the Savior
Which with every idol is willing to part
While men in contention are constantly thowling
And Babylons bells are continually tolling
As though all the craft of her merchants was falling
And Jesus was coming to reign on the Earth

There is a sweet sound in the gospel of heaven
And people are joyful when they understand
The Saints on their way holm to glory as Ever
Determined by goodness to reach th blessed land
Old formal proffessers are crying delusion
And high minded hypocrites aresay ^tis all confusion^ crying delusio
While grace is panned out in a blessed Effusion
And Saints are rejoiceing to see priest craft fall

A blessing a blessing the Saviour is coming
As prophets and pilgrims of old have declared
And Israel the favord of God is begining
To come to the feast for the righteous prepares
In the desert ^are^ fountains continually springing
The heavenly musick of Zion is ringing
The Saints all their tithes & offerings are bringing
They thus prove the Lord & his blessings receievd

The name of Jehovah is worthy of praising
And so is the Savior an exelent theme
The Elders of Israel a standard are raising
And call on all nations to come to the same
Those Elders go forth and the gospel are preaching
And all that will hear them they freely are teaching
And thus is the vision of Danel fulfilling
The stone of the mountain will soon fill the Earth [Daniel 2:26-47]

Communion Song

Twas on that dark and doleful night
When powers of Earth and hell arose
Against the Son of Gods delight
And friends betrayed him to his foes

Before the mornful scene began
He took the bread & blessed & brake
That love through all his actions ran
What wonderous words of grace he spake

This is my body broke for sin
Receive & eat the living food
Then took the cup & blessed the wine
Tis the new covnant in my blood

For us his flesh with nails was torn
He bore the scourges he felt the thorn
And justice pourd upon his head
Its heavy vangance in our stead

For us his vital blood was spilt
To buy the pardon of our guilt
When for black crimes of begger sin
He gave his soul a sacrifice

Do this he cried till time shall end
In mem'ry of your dying friend
Meet at my table and record
The love of your departed Lord

Jesus thy feast we celebrate
We shew thy death we sing thy name
Till thou return & we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb

The Lords Supper

Sitting around our Fathers brand
We raise our tuneful breath
Our faith beholds our dying Lord
And dooms our sins to death

We see the blood of Jesus shed
Where all our pardons rise
The sinner views the atonement made
And Loves the sacrafies

Thy cruel thornes thy shameful cross
Procure us heavenly crowns
Our highest gain springs from thy loss
Our healing from thy wounds

O, 'tis impossible that we
Who dwell in feeble clay
Should equal sufferings bear to thee
Or Equal thanks repay

Following Christ

Lord in humble sweet submishion
Here we meet to follow thee
Trusting in thy great Salvation
Which alone can make us free

Nought have we to claim as merit
All the duties we can do
Can no crown of life inherit
All the praise to thee is due

Yet we come in Christian duty
Down beneath the wave to go
O the bliss! the heavenly beauty
Christ the Lord was buried so

Come ye children of the kingdom
Follow him beneath the wave
Rise and show his resurrection
And proclaim his power to save

Is there here a weeping Mary
Waiting near the Saviours tomb
Heavy laden sick and weary
Crying O that I could come [John 20:11-18]

Welcome all ye friends of Jesus
Welcom in his Church below
Venture wholly on the Saviour
Come and with his people go.

The Jubilee

Our bondage it will end by and by
From Egypts yoke set free
Hail the glorious jubilee
And to Zion well return by & by

Our Saviour he shall come by & by
And our sorrows have an end
With our three scores years & ten
A And vast glory crown this day by & by

Tho our enemies are strong well grown
Tho our hearts dsisolve with fear
Lo Sin as God is near
While the firy pillows move well go on

Tho marah has bitter streams well go on
Tho Bacas vale be dry
And the land yield no supply
To a land of corn & wine well go on

And when to jordorns flood we are come
Jehovah rules the tide
And the waters hath divide
And the ransomed host shall shout we are come

Then friends shall meet again whole and loved
O our embraces shall be sweet
At the dear redeemers feet
When we meet to part no more who have loved

v [vanity]

Then with all the happy throng well rejoice
Shouting glory to our King
Till tillthee vaults of heaven ring
And through all eternity well rejoice

The Christian warfare

Why should I be afrited at
pestilence or war
The fiercer be the tempest the
Sooner it is over
With Jesus in the vessel the
billows rise in vain Matthew 28:23-27
They only will convey me to you Elysian plain
2^nd ^[FIGURE]^ This is a land of dangers and
foes they press me hard
But Jesus he has promised that
he will be my guard

Come on come on my brethren
they laugh at Jesus too
The crown appears before me
and Heaven is in my view

7^th We soon shall gain fair canaan
and on that hapy shore
Beyond the reach of sorrow
well shout forever more
There walk the golden pavements
and blood wash'd garments wear
And to increase our pleasure
our Jesus will be there
8^th My song I must conclude thou
It is against wmy will
I want to have the power to sing
while I can feel

I long to see the time when
immortal I shall be
And sing and shout his
praises through vast Eterntrity.

The Fall of Babylon

Hail the day so long expected
Hail the year of full release
Zions walls are now erected
And her watchmen publish peace
through the worlds wide dominion
Hear the trumpet loudly roar
Babylon is falling is falling is falling
Babylon is falling to rise no more

See the merchants stand with wonder
What is this that comes to pass
Murmering like the distant thunder
Crying oh! alass alass

Swell the Sound ye Kings & nobles
Prists and people rich and poor

Babylon is falling &c.
Sing aloud ye heavenly choir
Shout ye followers of the Lamb
See the city all on fire

How she sinks beneath the flame
Now's the day of compensation
On the mistick drunk with gore

Babylon is falling &c.
Blow the trumpet in Mt. Zion
Christ will come the second time
Ruling with a rod of Iron
All who now as foes combine
Babels garments are rejected
And the Love of golden ore

Babylon is falling &c.

The Milllin
The Millennium

The time is soon coming by the prophets foretold
that zion in purity the world will behold
For Jesus pure testimony will gain the day
Denominations selfishness will vanish away

It will then be discovered who for Jesus will be
And who in Babylon the Saints then will see
The time of divission will fairly be known
Between the pure Kingdom & defiled Babylon

What beauty will the church then put on in his sight
Being governed by Jesus who always does right
With smiles on his countinance in that glorious day
Unnecessary cerimonys vanish away

Led on by the comforter what sweets shall be found
What peace & what harmony in love shall abound
Loosing time things for Jesus be commited with joy
And helping each other a delightful employ

But oh what a storm of persecution will rage
In the cause of old Babylon to many will ingage
Beholding thereir loss & beginning to sing
They all hope to abstruct the light from shining

But truth cuts its way and love will melt down its foes
The pure love of God will conquer all who oppose
The church stands in purity in peace & in love
The sight of her enemies she rises above

The watch men all lift up their voices as one
East west north & south to & fro will they run
In the spirits pure testimony preach up the cross
The ministers of Babylon will suffer a loss

Come all who would wish to see millieinnium begin
Come out of& be seperate from sinners & sin
As soon as the Church is redeemed from sin
The day called millenium will surely begin

Fall of Priest Craft

Hark the gospel trump is sounding
And it gives a certain sound
Sects & parties are abounding
But the truth will cut them down

Popish priests & proud professors
AIn alliance close combined
To contend with the possesson
Who enjoys true light divine

But the truth of God with power
Cuts it's way though hell oppose
Human wisdom's mighty power
Falls before it as it goes

Churches decked with silk & scarlet
Foppish priests & singing choirs
All are markes of the old harlat
Which the wicked world admire

But the gospel word condems them
Shows a meek & lowly way
Travelers few but Christ defends them
While they strive to watch & pray

Thes though few are bound for heaven
Self denying humble low
Knowing all their sins forgiven
Persecuted here below

Lord the number keep increasing
Though the beast may rage & war
And thy Kingdom without ceasing
Grow & spread from shore to shore

Hireling priests are sore tormented
for their craft in danger stands
Every plot has been invented
To uphold their popish plans

But there plans though deep demiseed
Yet ere long must all come down
Jacob is small but he arises
Light is springing all around

The true light has long been hidde[n]
By Sectarian bigotry
But the Lord his guest has biden
Come injoy true liberty

NEW MISSIONARY HYMN

Yes my Native land I love thee
All thy scenes I love them well
Friends, connexions, happy, Country
Can I bid you all farewell
Can I leeve you
Far in heathen lands to dwell

LHome thy joys are passing lovly
Joys no stranger-heart can tell
Happy home tis sure I love thee thee
Can I—can I—say Farewell
Can I loeeve thee
Far in heathen lands to dwell

Holy scenes of joy & gladness
Every fond emotion swells
Can I banish heart felt sadness
While I bid my home farewell
Can I leeve thee
Far in distance^heathen^ lands to dwell

Yes I hasten forrom you gladly
From the scene I love so well
Far away ye billous bear me
Lovly my native land farewell

Pleased I leave thee
Far in heathen lands to dwell

In the Deserts let me labour
On the mountain let me tell
How he Died—the blessed Savior
^the blessed^ To redeem a world from hell
Let me has hasten
Far in heathen lands to dwell

Bear me on thou restless ocean
Let the winds my canvass swell
Heaves my heart with warm emotion
While I go far hence to dwell
Glad I bid thee
Native land Farewell Farewell

MISSION OF THE TWELVE
BY P. P. PRATT

How fleet the precious moments roll
How soon the harvest will be o'er
The watchmen seek their final rest
And lift a warning voice no more

Another year has rolld away
And took its thousands to the tomb
Its sorrows and its Joys are fled
To hasten on the gen'ral doom

And eighteen hundred thirty five
Is rolling swiftly on the wing
And soon the the leaves and tae^n^drils thrives
A token of returning spring

The fulness of the gospel shines
With glorious and resplendent rays
The earth and heavens show forth their signs
As tokens of the latter days

Ye chosen twelve to you are given
The keys of this last ministry
To every nation under heaven
From land to land from sea to sea

First to the gentiles sounds the news
Throughout Columbia's happy land
And then before it reach the Jews
Prepare on Europe's shores to stand

MISSION OF THE TWELVE
BY P. P. PRATT

Let Europe's towns and cities hear
The gospel tidings angels bring
The Gentiles nations far and naear
Prepare their hearts His praise to sing

India's and Afric's sultry plains
Must hear the tiding's as they roll
Where darkness death and sorrow reigns
And tyrany has long controlled

Listen ye islands of the sea
For every isle shall hear the sound
Nations and tongues before unknown
Though lonsg since lost shall soon be found

And then again shall Asia hear
Where anglels first the news proclaim'd
Eternity shall record bear
And earth repeat the loud amen

The nations catch the pleasing sound
And Jew and Gentile swell the strain
Hosannah o'er the earth resound
Messiah then will come to reign

Sectarian Cudgel

Religion which the soul must have
Or peris in the slaughter
Is what the ancient writers called
A well of living water

Chorus

O every one that thirst O come
O come ye to the waters
Freely drink and quench your thirst
With Zions sons and daughters

Religion is A growing plant
Come listen poor backsliders
And every measuring line thats drawn
The stream is growing wider

O every one &c.

Religion has been growing low
And we have been A fearing
But since the day star has arose
The morning lights appearing

O every one &c

Our Saviour now has sent his aid
While in our great confusion
To call his armies on perade
And free them from delusion
Chorus, For marching orders now has come O com
The barly loof begins to roll
The medians are affrited
The draggons troops can near withstand for marching order
Before the Lords United

The pitcher and the lamp has come
The light we now discover
The draggon he begins to yell
The saints begin's to gather for marching

The old professers hug their Priests
And stand aloof amazed
To see us bruse the serpents head
And they'v no power to save him

For marching &

Old babels tower is at the door
Ats tasll Ias tany steeple
Nothing can hit or maker quit
Like union in Gods people

For marching &

Her end has come and work is done
And God will bless the boldest
We rise to state her fall is great
The prophet John has told us

For marching &

Her end tishas come and work is done
And great is their disaster
Who preach for gain will sink in pain
For God hath spoiled their pastuers

For marching &

The hypocrites that will not Quit
The prectice of back biting
Must have a place A hell at last
For such there is provided

For marching &

All those who mock the power of God
Of his servents make derission
Will quake and faear when Chris[t] appears
To send them to distruction

For marching &

[FIGURE] The Proclamation To Come to the Supper
Of the Great Bridegroom. By. W. W Phelps...

Theres a feast of fat things for the righteous prepareing
That the good of this world all the Saints may be sharing
For the harvest is ripe & the reapers have learned
To reap down the wheat that the tares may be burned

Chorus

Come to the supper come to the supper
Come to the supper of the great BRIDEGROOM

Go forth all ye servants unto every nation
And lift up your voisces and make proclamation
For to cease from all evil & leave off all mirth
For the Savior is coming to reign on the Earth

come to the supper

Go set forth the Judgments to come & the sorrow
For after to day O there cometh to morrow
Whe[n] the wicked ungodly rebellious & proud
Shall be burn^t^ed up as stubble O cry it aloud

o come to the supper

Go pass throughout Europe & Asia's dark regions
To Chinas far shores & to Africks blacks legions
And proclaim to all people as your passing by
The fig tree are leafing the summer is nigh

o come

Go call on the great men of fame & of power
The King on his throne the brave in his tower
And inform them all Kingdoms must fall but the one
As clear as the moon as fair as the son

o come

Go cry to all qua[r]ters & then to the islands
To Gentiles & Jews & proclaim to the heathens
And exclaim to old Israel in every land
Repent ye the Kingdom of haeaven's at hand

Go carry glad tidings that none need doubt whether
The lamb & the lion shall lie down together
For the venom will cease when the devil is bound
And peace like a river extend the world around

o come to

Go publish the gospel the truth of the Savior
That the poor & the meek may begin to find favor
And rejoice in there coming redeemer & friend
And lo he is with you henceforth to the end

O go and invite them regardless of trouble
The rich & the learned the wise & the noble
That the guests may be ready when Jesus shall come
To welcome forever the Holy Bride groom

Go gather the willing & push them together
Y Yea push them to Zion the Saints rest forever
Where the best that the heaven & Earth can afford
Will grace the great marraiage & feast of the Lord

Go welcom is people let nothing proclude you
Come Joseph & Simeon & Ruben & Judah
Come Napthali Isisachar, Levi & Dan
Goad Zebulan Asher & Come Benjamin

Be faithful & Just to the end of your calling
Till Bab..lon the great she is fallen is fallen
Then return & receieve a Just servant's reward
& sit down to the feast of the house of the Lord

Come to the supper Come to the supper
Come to the supper WITH the great BRIDEGROOM

When shall we all meet again
When shall we all meet again
Oft shall glowing hope aspire
Oft shall wearied love retire
Oft shall death and sorrow reign
Ere we all shall meet again

Though in distant lands we sigh
Parch'd beneath the hostile sky
Though the deep between us rolls
Fr[i]e[nd]ship shall unite our souls
And in fancys wide domain
There shall we all meet again

When the dreams of life are fled
When the dreams its wested lamps are dead
When in cold oblivion's shade
Beauty wealth and fame are laid
Where immortal spirits reign
There may we all meet again

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