Where Hast Thou Gleaned To-day?

All day long in the field a - bide Glean-ing close by the reaper's side.

No. 118.

Fanny J. Crosby.

My Savior First of All.

COPYRIGHT, 1891, BY JNO. R. SWENEY.

Jno. R. Sweney.

1. When my life-work is

end-ed and I cross the swelling tide, When the 2. 0, the soul-thrill-ing rapture when I view His bless-ed face, And the 3. 0, the dear ones in glo- ry, how they beck-on me to come, And our 4. Thro' the gates to the city, in a robe of spot-less white He will

bright and glorious morning I shall see,

I shall know my Redeemer when I

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ter of His kind-ly beaming eye; How my full heart will praise Him for the parting at the river I lead me where no tears will ev

re-call; To the sweet vales of E-den they will

er fall; In the glad song of a - ges I shall

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reach the other side, And His smile will be the first to welcome
mercy, love and grace, That prepare for me a man-sion in the
sing my welcome home; But I long to meet my Sav-ior first of
mingle with de-light; But I long to meet my Sav-ior first of

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me.

sky.

all. all.

CHORUS.

I shall know

Him, I shall know Him, And redeemed by His side I shall stand;

I shall know Him,

My Savior First of All.

I shall know

.No. 119.

E. E. Hewitt.

Him, I shall know Him By the print of the nails in His hand.

I shall know Him,

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More About Jesus.

COPYRIGHT, 1887, BY JNO. R SWENEY.
USED BY PER. OF L. E. SWENEY, EXECUTRIX.

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Jno. R. Sweney.

1. More a-bout Jesus would I know, More of His grace to others show; 2. More a-bout Jesus let me learn, More of His holy will dis-cern; 3. More a-bout Jesus in His word, Hold-ing com-mun-ion with my Lord; 4. More a-bout Jesus on His throne, Rich-es in glory all His own;

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D.S.-More of His sav-ing full-ness see, More of His love who died for me.

No. 120.

Eben E. Rexford.

O Where Are the Reapers?

COPYRIGHT, 1904, BY THE JOHN CHURCH CO.
USED BY PERMISSION.

George F. Root.

1. O where are the reap-ers that garner

in

The sheaves of the good

2. Go out in the by-ways and search them all; The wheat may be there 3. The fields all are rip-'ning, and far and wide The world now is wait4. So come with your sickles, ye sons of men, And gather to-geth

from the fields of sin? With sick-les
tho' the weeds are tall; Then search in
ing the harvest tide; But reap-ers
the gold- en grain; Toil on till

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of truth must the work be done, And the highway, and pass none by, But are few, and the work is great, And the Lord of the har-vest come, Then

CHORUS.

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one may rest till the "har-vest-home."

gather from all for the home on high. Where are the reap-ers! 0 much will be lost should the har-vest wait.

share ye His joy in the "har-vest-home."

O Where Are the Reapers?

who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?

Beau-ti-ful words, beau-ti-ful words, Wonderful words of Life;

Life.