G D Am Em I am born again Into life without end Singing out with joy of heart You too can have a part G God is love D C Bring forth that God G That is love D Am Into the world A new paradise On heaven and on earth Cooperation and harmony A new world giving birth Jehovah’s mysteries Through a glass darkly Mysteriously we see Love will set you free Abide and dwell in peace The glory of the earth Breathe deep and slow release Christ’s frankincense and myrrh

My evening song, here on the sea Oh Jesus, I now sing. How heavily these dangers weigh Which I to Thee now bring. When I imperiled stand alone And human help is weak Out here upon the broad, deep sea Your help is what I seek. How fearful are the nights for me While I am here upon the sea. The power of the foe is great Yet God is ever giving faith. I trust ourselves to grace that’s gained New with each morning—unrestrained.

I’ve got an old mule and her name is Sal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal She’s a good old worker and a good old pal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal We’ve hauled some barges in our day, Filled with lumber, coal and hay And ev’ry inch of the way I know, From Albany to Buffalo Low bridge, ev’rybody down, Low bridge, we must be getting near a town You can always tell your neighbor, You can always tell your pal If he’s ever navigated on the Erie Canal We’d better look ‘round for a job old gal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal You bet your life I wouldn’t part with Sal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal Giddap there gal we’ve passed that lock, We’ll make Rome ‘fore six o-clock So one more trip and then we’ll go, Right straight back to Buffalo Low bridge, ev’rybody down, Low bridge, I’ve got the finest mule in town Once a man named Mike McGinty tried to put it over Sal Now he’s way down at the bottom of the Erie Canal Oh, where would I be if I lost my pal?, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal Oh, I’d like to see a mule as good as Sal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal A friend of mine once got her sore, Now, he’s got a broken jaw ‘Cause she let fly with her iron toe, And kicked him into Buffalo Low bridge, ev’rybody down, Low bridge, I’ve got the finest mule in town If you’re looking ‘round for trouble, better stay away from Sal She’s the only fighting donkey on the Erie Canal I don’t have to call when I want my Sal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal She trots from her stall like a good old gal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal I eat my meals with Sal each day, I eat beef and she eats hay She ain’t so slow if you want to know, She put the “Buff” in Buffalo Low bridge, ev’rybody down, Low bridge, I’ve got the finest mule in town Eats a bale of hay for dinner, and on top of that, my Sal Tries to drink up all the water in the Erie Canal You’ll soon hear them sing all about my gal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal It’s a darned fool ditty ‘bout my darned fool Sal, Fifteen years on the Erie Canal Oh, every band will play it soon, Darned fool words and darned fool tune You’ll hear it sung everywhere you go, from Mexico to Buffalo Low bridge, ev’rybody down, Low bridge, I’ve got the finest mule in town She’s a perfect, perfect lady, and she blushes like a gal If she hears you sing about her and the Erie Canal.

Door of my heart Open wide I keep for thee Will thou come? Will thou come? Just for once, come to me Will my days fly away Without seeing thee my lord Night and day, night and day I look for thee night and day

Oh, why should we our lot complain Or grieve at our distress? Some think if they could riches gain T’would be true happiness But alas how vain is all their strife Life’s cares it will not allay So while we’re here with our friends so dear We’ll drive dull care away Chorus (after each verse): Away, away, away, away We will drive dull care away So while we’re here with our friends so dear We’ll drive dull care away. Why should the rich despise the poor? Why should the poor repine? When we will all in a few short years In equal friendship join They’re both to blame, they’re all the same We are all made of one clay, So while we’re here with our friends so dear We’ll drive dull care away The only circumstance in life Which I could ever find To conquer care or temper strife Was a contented mind With this in store we have much more Than all things else can convey So while we’re here with our friends so dear We’ll drive dull care away So let us make the best of life Not rendering it a curse But take it as you would a wife For better or for worse Life at its best is but a jest Like a dreary winter’s day So while we’re here with our friends so dear We’ll drive dull care away

Often, where clear-stemm’d platans guard The outlet, did I turn away The boat-head down a broad canal From the main river sluiced, where all The sloping of the moon-lit sward Was damask-work, and deep inlay Of braided blooms unmown, which crept Adown to where the waters slept. A goodly place, a goodly time, For it was in the golden prime Of good Dewitt Clinton Still onward; and the clear canal Is rounded to as clear a lake. From the green rivage many a fall Of diamond rillets musical, Thro’ little crystal arches low Down from the central fountain’s flow Fall’n silver-chiming, seem’d to shake The sparkling flints beneath the prow. A goodly place, a goodly time, For it was in the golden prime Of good Dewitt Clinton

Come Thou fount of every blessing Tune my heart to sing Thy grace Streams of mercy never ceasing Call for songs of loudest praise Teach me some melodious sonnet Sung by flaming tongues above Praise the mount, I'm fixed upon it Mount of Thy redeeming love Here I raise my Ebenezer Here by Thy great help I've come And I hope by Thy good pleasure Safely to arrive at home Jesus sought me when a stranger Wandering from the fold of God He to rescue me from danger Interposed His precious blood (Precious blood) Oh, to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be Let Thy goodness like a fetter Bind my wandering heart to Thee Prone to wander, Lord I feel it Prone to leave the God I love Here's my heart, oh take and seal it Seal it for Thy courts above

We were forty miles from Albany (and) Forget it I never shall. What a terrible storm we had one night On the E-ri-e Canal. Blessed savior we pray Bless this dear one on this day Keep him ever near to thee And his life pure and free We were loaded down with barley We were chock-full up on rye. The captain he looked down at me With his gol-durned wicked eye. Blessed savior we pray Bless this dear one on this day Keep her ever near to thee And her life pure and free Two days out from Syracuse The vessel struck a shoal; We like to all be foundered On a chunk o' Lackawanna coal. Blessed savior we pray Bless this dear one on this day Keep them ever near to thee And their life pure and free

1. God is Love; that Love surrounds me, In that Love I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Love is mine, and all is well. God is Love, pure Love, God is Love, sweet Love, That Love is mine—mine And all is well. 2. God is Life; that Life surrounds me, In that Life I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Life is mine, and all is well. God is Life, pure Life, God is Life, sweet Life, That Life is mine—mine And all is well. 3. God is Health; that Health surrounds me, In that Health I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Health is mine, and all is well. God is Health, pure Health, God is Health, sweet Health, That Health is mine—mine And all is well. 4. God is Peace; that Peace surrounds me, In that Peace I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Peace is mine, and all is well. God is Peace, pure Peace, God is Peace, sweet Peace, That Peace is mine—mine And all is well. 5. God is Strength; that Strength surrounds me, In that Strength I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Strength is mine, and all is well. God is Strength, pure Strength, God is Strength, sweet Strength, That Strength is mine—mine, And all is well. 6. God is Joy; that Joy surrounds me, In that Joy I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Joy is mine, and all is well. God is Joy, pure Joy, God is Joy, sweet Joy, That Joy is mine—mine And all is well. 7. God is Truth; that Truth surrounds me, In that Truth I safely dwell, ’Tis above, beneath, within me, Truth is mine, and all is well. God is Truth, pure Truth, God is Truth, sweet Truth, That Truth is mine—mine And all is well.

We were forty miles from Albany (and) Forget it I never shall. What a terrible storm we had one night On the E-ri-e Canal. Chorus: O the E-ri-e was a-rising And the gin was a-getting low. And I scarcely think we'll get a drink Till we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o Till we get to Buffalo. We were loaded down with barley We were chock-full up on rye. The captain he looked down at me With his gol-durned wicked eye. Chorus Two days out from Syracuse The vessel struck a shoal; We like to all be foundered On a chunk o' Lackawanna coal. Chorus We hollered to the captain On the towpath, treadin' dirt He jumped on board and stopped the leak With his old red flannel shirt. Chorus The cook she was a grand old gal Stood six foot in her socks. Had a foot just like an elephant And her breath would open locks. Chorus The wind begins to whistle The waves begin to roll We had to reef our royals On that ragin' canal. Chorus The cook came to our rescue She had a ragged dress; We h'isted her upon the pole As a signal of distress. Chorus When we got to Syracuse Off-mule, he was dead; The nigh mule got blind staggers We cracked him on the head. Chorus The cook is in the Police Gazette The captain went to jail; And I'm the only son-of-a-gub That's left to tell the tale. Chorus