! PREFATORY REMARKS. The increasing interest in Congregational Singing is creating a demand for a book adapted for use in small Christian assemblies, at a reduced price! In view of this fact, the Publishers here present the first part of the “Songs of the Church,” embracing a sufficient number of Hymns and Tunes, for all practical purposes in the Chapel, Lecture-Room, PrayerMeeting, or Social Circle. The character of this selection is attested by the very extensive introduction of the “Songs of the Sanctuary" (from which book most of these pieces are taken) into numerous Presbyterian and Congregational Churches throughout the country. PUBLISHERS. ter - nal rest. 1. 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near : May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear: of our everlasting rest. Wake our minds to raptures new; Unrepenting souls subdue: 5 Nor will our days of toil be long, Our pilgrimage will soon be trod; 2. Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place; That warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; But sacred, high, eternal noon. Beyond this world of death and sin; 3. And we are ncarer to the tomb, Or hear the last eternal doom. And soft the sunbeams lingering there; Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 3 The time how lovely and how still; Peace shines and smiles on all below- All fair with evening's setting glow. 4 Season of rest! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love- 1 My opening cyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day; While thus my early vows I pay. 2 Oh, bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away; One sinful thought through all the day. 3 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing, 5. I Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell, By faith and love, in every breast; The joys that cannot be expressed. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlargéd souls possess, length More than our thoughts and wishes know, |