Ring the Joy-bells. 171 Words by Mrs. E. C. WEBSTER. Music by J. H. TENNEY. 1. There's intemp'rance in our land, Flowing wave on wave; Light the beacon, lend a hand, Haste our friends to save. 2. Wrecks are drifting on the flood, Roll the breakers high, Launch the life-boats, trust in God, Strength divine is nigh. 3. An-gels, list! our joy, oh! hear, Tune your harps a-new, For our hearts are fill'd with cheer, As the work we view. 1. We are here with songs of glad - ness, We are here with gar-lands gay; Sing-ing birds and 2. Rose-buds fresh from dew dens, Shedding fra-grance far and near, We have gath-ered y gar God of the Seasons. 173 Words by MARIAN FROELICH. Music by G. FROELICH. 3 1. The God of sea - sons mov'd the wheel, And spring's sweet touch enliv'ning, Made flowers, in - sects, bird-lings 2. The blue-bell nods its sleep-y head, And greets the pale wind-flow- er, While vi -0- let springs from its 3. The crocus and the butter - cup, Ar-rayed in gold - en glo- ry, Thro' ten- der grass - es look- ing Welcome Greeting.—CONCLUDED. 175 Sab- bath home! Wel-come! Wel-come! Wel-come to our Sab- bath home! Our Sabbath home!.... 1. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that a-bove. 94 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers; Onr fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes; Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be join'd in heart, |