OR, CAMP-MEETING HYMNS, OLD AND NEW. Set to Music. SELECTED BY G. W. HENRY, AUTHOR OF “EGYPT, TWILIGHT, AND BEULAH." And he hath put a new song in my mouth.-Psa. xl, 8. ONEIDA: PUBLISHED BY THE AUTHOR. SPIRITUAL SONGS. THE LIFE OF A CHRISTIAN. A MIXTURE of joy and trouble I daily do pass through, Sometimes I am a shouting, and Bethel is the place; Sometimes I shun the Christian, for fear he'll talk to me; Sometimes he is the neighbour I long the most to see; Sometimes we meet together, the season's dry and dull; Sometimes we find a blessing, with joy it fills my soul. Sometimes I am oppress'd by Pharaoh's cruel hand; Sometimes I look o'er Jordan, and view the promised land; Sometimes I am in darkness, sometimes I'm in the light; Sometimes my soul takes wings of faith, and then I speed my flight. Sometimes I go a mourning down Babylon's cold stream; Sometimes my Lord's religion appears to be my theme; Sometimes when I am praying, it seems almost a task; Sometimes I find a blessing, the greatest I can ask. Sometimes I read my Bible, and 't is a sealed book; Sometimes I find a blessing wherever I do look; Sometimes I go to meeting, and wish myself at home; Sometimes I meet my Jesus, and then I'm glad I come. Lord, why am I thus tossèd, thus tossed to and fro ? Why are my hopes thus crossèd wherever I do go ? O Lord, thou never changest, but 't is because I stray; Lord, grant me thine assistance, and keep me in thy way. THE MEAL AND CRUSE OF OIL. By the poor widow's oil and meal Though small the stock, it lasted well, It seem'd as if from day to day, Thus to his poor he still will give No barn or storehouse they possess Then let not doubts your mind assail; “The cruse and barrel shall not fail, And thus, though faint it often seems, Though in ourselves we have no stock, His door flies open when we knock, A BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF THE CHILDREN OF WHAT poor despised company Ah! these are of a royal line, All children of a King; And lo! for joy they sing. Why do they then appear so mean, |