"Cast thy bread upon the waters; for thou shalt find it after many days." Eccl. 11: 1. Words by Rev. ALFRED TAYLOR.

T. E. PERKINS.

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Loud shall sing their harvest praise. God's own children glad-ly singing, Sing-ing songs of harvest home; God will recompense the toil.

Reap-ing soon shall be thy lot.

"Cast thy bread upon the waters; for thou shalt find it after many days." Eccl. 11: I. Words by Rev. ALFRED TAYLOR.

T. E. PERKINS.

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Loud shall sing their harvest praise. God's own children glad-ly singing, Sing-ing songs of harvest home; God will recompense the toil.

Reap- ing soon shall be thy lot.

STAND FAST FOR THE WORD.

"The sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God." Eph. 6: 17.

Words and Music by Rev. ALFRED TAYLOR.

1. Blessed Serip-ture! priceless treas- ure! Precious, and un-failing mine!

richest pleasure, While I read thy word divine.

Firmly let us stand, Bi- ble in our

pen pages, While the con- test rag- es, Spread the truth throughout the land.

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HYMNS TO "SOLDIERS OF CHRIST."

6 “Bring forth therefore fruits meet for 2 Whether to live or die,

repentance." Matt. 4: 8.

1 IF Jesus Christ was sent

To save us from our sin

And kindly teach us to repent,
We should at once begin.

He says he loves to see

A broken-hearted one;

He loves that sinners, such as we,
Should mourn for what we've done.

2 'Tis not enough to say

We're sorry and repent,
Yet still go on, from day to day,
Just as we always went.
Repentance is, to leave

The sins we loved before,

And show that we in earnest grieve,
By doing so no more.

3 Lord, make us thus sincere,
To watch as well as pray;
However small, however dear,
Take all our sins away.
And since the Saviour came

To make us turn from sin,
With holy grief and humble shame,
We should at once begin.

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I know not which is best;
To live in thee is bliss to me,

To die is endless rest.
Living or dying, Lord,

I ask but to be thine:
My life in thee, thy life in me,
Makes heaven forever mine.

2 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down and casts behind
The baits of pleasing ill:

A soul inured to pain,

To hardship, grief, and loss ;
Ready to take up and sustain
The consecrated cross.

“No man cometh unto the Father, but 9 "I can do all things through Christ,

by me." John 14: 6.

1 JESUS! I live to thee,

The loveliest and best!
My life in thee, thy life in me,
In thy blest love I rest.

Jesus! I die to thee,

Whenever death shall come;
To die in thee is life to me,
In my eternal home.

The promise is for me;
My succor and salvation, Lord,
Shall surely come from thee;
But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,

Till thou my patient spirit guide
Into thy perfect love.

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"In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thy hand." Eccl. 11: 6.

1 Sow in the morn thy seed;
At eve hold not thy hand;

To doubt and fear give thou no heed:
Broadcast it round the land.

Thou knowest not which may thrive,
The late or early sown;

Grace keeps the precious germ alive,
When and wherever strewn.

2 Thou canst not toil in vain:

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.
Then, when the glorious end—

The day of God-is come,
The angel-reapers shall descend,

And heaven shout, "Harvest home!"