A Collection of Gospel Hymns in Ojibway and English Part 7

(The Fellows.h.i.+p of Saints.)

"_Come let us join our cheerful songs._"

Come let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one.

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, "To be exalted thus;"

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, For he was slain for us.

3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine.

4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise!

5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb.

Nuhguhmoowin 18. C. M.

"_Come let us join our cheerful songs._"

Nuh qua uh muh wah dah nig suh Ish pe ming a yah jig; Kuh ke nuh moo je ge ze wug, Koo tah me gwe noo wug.

2 "Ke che uh pe tan dah goo ze Owh kah ne boo tah gad,"

E nuh uh moog; nah saub suh ewh Ke dah e nuh ah min.

3 Ke che twah wan dah goo ze win Tuh me nah owh Je sus; Oo dah uh yaun suh ne be wuh Shuh wan dah goo see win.

4 Mah noo ke zhig oong a yah jig, Uh keeng kuh ya ne beeng, Mah muh we tuh e nan duh moog Che min wah je mik wah.

5 Kuh ke nuh ba mah de ze jig Min ze wa a yah jig, Oo dah me noo wah we nah waun Wa ge mah wuh be nid.

Hymn 19. S. M.

"_Come, ye who love the Lord._"

Come, ye who love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing That never knew our G.o.d, But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad.

3 Children of grace have found Glory begun below: Celestial fruits on earthly grounds From faith and hope may grow.

4 The hill of Sion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets.

5 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry; We're marching through Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high.

Nuhguhmoowin 19. S. M.

"_Come, ye who love the Lord._"

Oon dah shaug ke nuh wah Je sus suh yah ge ag, Moo je ge ze yook kuh ke nuh, Kuh ya nuh guh moo yook.

2 Kah ke bah de ze jig Tah pe zaun uh be wug; Tah bah pe nuh uh moog dush ween E gewh na bwah kah jig.

3 Sha wan dah goo ze jig Oo ke kan dah nah wah, A zhe oo ne zhe s.h.i.+n e nig E we de ish pe ming.

4 Che bwah tuh gwish e nung Ish pe ming ke zhig oong, Ke daun gun duh moo ne goo min E newh waush koo bung in.

5 Nuh guh moo dah suh dush, Ka goo muh we se dah, Ke pe moo sa min suh uh keeng Ish pe ming e zhah yung.

Hymn 20. 8s & 7s.

"_Come, thou Fount of every blessing._"

Come, thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace; Streams of mercy never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.

2 Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above; Praise the mount--I'm fix'd upon it: Mount of thy redeeming love!

3 Here I raise mine Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I'm come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home.

4 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of G.o.d; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood.

5 O! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be!

Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to thee:

6 p.r.o.ne to wander, Lord, I feel it; p.r.o.ne to leave the G.o.d I love-- Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for thy courts above!

Nuhguhmoowin 20. 8s & 7s.

"_Come, thou fount of every blessing._"