Their hearts were full of joy over the wonderful discovery she had made, and I was grateful to God for a sinner brought to Christ by the ministry of holy song."

In compiling his book, "Gospel Songs," in 1874, Mr. Bliss desired to publish in it the well-known hymn, Hallelujah! Thine the Glory," then much used in religious services. The owners of the copyright refused, and he wrote "Hallelujah, 'tis done," both words and music, to supply the want. Hundreds of souls have been led to decide for Christ by this hymn, and the church has reason to rejoice at that refusal.

Hallelujah, what a Saviour

Words by P. P. Bliss

"Man of Sorrows,' what a name

Music by P. P. Bliss

For the Son of God, who came."

Written in 1876, shortly before his death, this was the last hymn I heard Mr. Bliss sing. It was at a meeting in Farwell Hall in Chicago, conducted by Henry Moorehouse. A few weeks before his death Mr. Bliss visited the State prison at Jackson, Michigan, where, after a very touching address on "The Man of Sorrows," he sang this hymn with great effect. Many of the prisoners dated their conversion from that day.

When Mr. Moody and I were in Paris, holding meetings in the old church which Napoleon had granted to the Evangelicals, I frequently sang this hymn as a solo, asking the congregation to join in the

single phrase, “Hallelujah, what a Saviour," which they did with splendid effect. It is said that the word "Hallelujah" is the same in all languages. It seems as though God had prepared it for the great jubilee of heaven, when all his children shall have been gathered home to sing "Hallelujah to the Lamb!"

Words by Mary G. Brainard

He Knows

"I know not what awaits me,

God kindly veils mine eyes."

Music by P. P. Bliss

Mr. Bliss lost his life in the terrible railroad wreck at Ashtabula, Ohio. His trunk, however, reached Chicago safely, as it had gone before by another train. In his trunk was discovered this hymn. Mr. Bliss had rearranged the words of the poem to some extent, and had composed the tune. Sentence by sentence, the words are full of pathetic interest in connection with the author's sudden death so soon afterward.

He Leadeth Me

Words by Joseph H. Gilmore

Music by William B. Bradbury

"He leadeth me! O, blessed thought!

O, words with heavenly comfort fraught."

"I had been talking," said Mr. Gilmore, "at the Wednesday evening lecture of the First Baptist Church of Philadelphia, in 1862. The Twenty-third Psalm was my theme, and I had been especially impressed with the blessedness of being led by God-of the mere fact of his leadership, altogether apart from the way in which he

leads us and what he is leading us to. At the close of the service we adjourned to Deacon Watson's home, at which I was stopping. We still held before our minds and hearts the thought which I had just emphasized. During the conversation, in which several participated, the blessedness of God's leadership so grew upon me that I took out my pencil, wrote the hymn just as it stands to-day, handed it to my wife—and thought no more about it. She sent it without my knowledge to The Watchman and Reflector,' and there it first appeared in print. Three years later I went to Rochester to preach for the Second Baptist Church. On entering the chapel I took up a hymn-book, thinking, ‘I wonder what they sing.' The book opened at 'He leadeth me,' and that was the first time I knew my hymn had found a place among the songs of the church. I shall never forget the impression made upon me by coming then and there in contact with my own assertion of God's leadership.'

Mr. Bradbury, finding the hymn in a Christian periodical, composed for it the very appropriate tune with which it has ever since been associated.

I found this poem in a newspaper and set the words to a tune by S. M. Grannis entitled "Your Mission "-a hymn which was sung in the Senate Chamber in Washington by Philip Phillips on one occasion

when Abraham Lincoln was present. The President was so charmed with the song that he requested that it be repeated.

Hiding in Thee

Words by William O. Cushing

Music by Ira D. Sankey

"O safe to the Rock that is higher than I,

My soul in its conflicts and sorrows would fly."

"Hiding in Thee' was written in Moravia, New York, in 1876," writes Mr. Cushing. "It must be said of this hymn that it was the outgrowth of many tears, many heart-conflicts and soul-yearnings, of which the world can know nothing. The history of many battles is behind it. But the occasion which gave it being was the call of Mr. Sankey. He said: 'Send me something new to help me in my Gospel work.' A call from such a source, and for such a purpose, seemed a call from God. I so regarded it, and prayed: 'Lord, give me something that may glorify Thee.' It was while thus waiting that 'Hiding in Thee' pressed to make itself known. Mr. Sankey called forth the tune, and by his genius gave the hymn wings, making it useful in the Master's work."

Ho! Reapers of Life's Harvest

Words by I. B. Woodbury

Music by I. B. Woodbury

"Ho! reapers of life's harvest,

Why stand with rusted blade?"

President Garfield was fond of this hymn, and it was sung at his funeral. In addressing an audience of

young people on one occasion, Garfield said, in substance, regarding his own conversion :

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"Make the most of the present moment. occasion is unworthy of our best efforts. God often uses humble occasions and little things to shape the course of a man's life. I might say that the wearing of a certain pair of stockings led to a complete change in my life. I had made a trip as a boy on a canal boat and was expecting to leave home for another trip; but I accidentally injured my foot in chopping wood. The blue dye in my home-made socks poisoned the wound and I was kept at home. A revival broke out meanwhile in the neighborhood, and I was thus kept within its influence and was converted. New desires and new purposes then took possession of me, and I was determined to seek an education in order that I might live more usefully for Christ."

It is said that this hymn has been the means of the conversion of thousands of souls in Australia and Great Britain.

Hold the Fort

Words by P. P. Bliss

Music by P. P. Bliss

"Ho! my comrades, see the signal

Waving in the sky!"

Just before Sherman began his famous march to the sea in 1864, and while his army lay camped in the neighborhood of Atlanta on the 5th of October, the army of Hood, in a carefully prepared movement, passed the right flank of Sherman's army, gained his rear, and commenced the destruction of the railroad