pleas-ant day? Come again, come again; Would you leave all sin ful ways? Come again, come again, gain. gain. Have you spent a BLESSED ARE THEY THAT BELIEVE. Words by FANNY CROSBY. W. H. DOANE. 1. Come to the fountain of mer-cy and live, Come, and a par-don re- ceive; Drink of the water that Jesus will give, Free-ly to those that be - lieve; Wea-ry and burdened with sorrow, Sweet is the message to thee, me. SUNDAY-SCHOOL VOLUNTEER SONG. From Bradbury's "FRESH LAURELS," by permission. In marching movement. 1. We D. C. We are marching on with shield and ban-ner bright, We will work for God and the Sunday-school our army we pre-pare, As we rally round our are marching onward, sing-ing as We go, To the promised land where battle for the right, We will praise his name rejoic-ing in his might, And we'll bles-sed standard there, And the Savior's cross we ear-ly learn to bear, While we living waters flow; Come and join our ranks as pil-grims here be low, Come and love to think the time will come When I shall rest in thee. I've no abid-ing city here, I tear-drops fall, no dark nights dim Thy ever-smiling skies. This earthly home is fair and bright, Yet doubts nor fears disturb me there, For all is peace at home. I know I ne'er shall worthy be To seek for one to come; And tho' my pil-grim-age be drear, I know there 's rest at home. clouds will often come, And O, I long to see the light That gilds my heavenly home. dwell 'neath heav'n's bright dome; But Christ my Savior died for me, And now he calls me home. Chorus. Repeat Chorus. Heavenly home, sweet home, Heavenly home, sweet home, Precious name to me, Home, sweet home. - ly home, Heavenly home, Precious name to me, Home, sweet home. Heaven Heavenly home, sweet home, Heavenly home, sweet home, Precious name to me, Home, sweet home. |