CLINGING TO THE ROCK. (Concluded.) storms of life are o'er, Look for me on Canaan's shore. Cling-ing to the Rock. MISSIONARY HYMN. FINE. 8: 79 1. Far beyond the dark blue sea, Many little children dwell Those glad tidings which impart In a land of misery, Where no gentle voices tell D.C. Those glad tidings which impart Joy and gladness to our heart. 1. Tossed with rough winds, and faint with fear, Above the tem- pest, soft and clear, What still small accents greet mine ear? ""Tis I; be not a 2 D. C.-'Tis I; thy Lord, thy life, thy light: ""Tis I; be not а 3. fraid. fraid." Mine eyes are watching by thy bed, 4. When on the other side thy feet Shall rest 'mid thousand welcomes sweet, 5. From out the dazzling majesty, Concluded. 4. We are coming, blessed Saviour, praise, to whom our souls belong, Let all the Children sing. Hosanna, hosanna, ho little infants now be taught To lisp that lovely word. Hosanna, hosanna, ho Repeat Chorus very Softly. sanna, to the Lamb of God; Ho-san - na, ho - san - na, hosan na to the Lord. 19: With my lessons learn'd, this shall be my rule-Never to be late at the Sabbath School. When the summer's sun wakes the flowers again, THE CHILDREN'S 3. Hosanna, sound from hill to hill, And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still, Woods echo to the strain. Chorus. 4. Hosanna, on the wings of light, O'er earth and ocean fly, 4. But these Sabbath days will too soon be o'er, And these happy hours shall return no more; Then I'll ne'er regret that it was my rule, Never to be late at the Sabbath School. JUBILEE, Concluded. Till morn to eve, and noon to night, 5. Hosanna, then, our song shall be; Let all the children sing. Chorus. |