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William Cushing
From Cyberhymnal

Cushing, William Orcutt , born at Hingham, Massachusetts, Dec. 31, 1823, is the author of the following hymns which appear in I. D. Sankey's Sacred Songs and Solos :—

1. Beautiful valley of Eden. Heaven.
2. Down in the valley with my Saviour I would go. Trusting to Jesus.
3. Fair is the morning land. Heaven.
4. I am resting so sweetly in Jesus now. Rest and Peace in Jesus .
5. I have heard of a land far away. Heaven.
6. 0 safe to the Rock that is higher than I. The Rock of Ages.
1. Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today. Heavenly Joy over repenting Sinners.
8. We are watching, we are waiting. Second Advent anticipated.

Mr. Cushing has also several additional hymns in some American Sunday School collections, and collections of Sacred Songs.

-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology


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The fishers sat within their boat (7)William Orcutt Cushing
The hosts of God are marchingWilliam Orcutt Cushing
The Savior is waitingWilliam Orcutt Cushing
The sky was dark above (3)William Orcutt Cushing
The temperance banner shall triumph yetWilliam Orcutt Cushing
There are millions now who have heard his voice (5)William Orcutt Cushing
There in the glory of the shining landWilliam Orcutt Cushing
There is no dew on the mountains of ZionWilliam Orcutt Cushing
There were many children's voices (3)William Orcutt Cushing
There'll be no dark valley when Jesus comes (57)William Orcutt Cushing
There'll be no more sorrowWilliam Orcutt Cushing
There's a bright, happy home high in heaven above (5)William Orcutt Cushing
They have triumphed at last (2)William Orcutt Cushing
They tell me there are dangers in the path (8)William Orcutt Cushing
They were watching on the hillsides (9)William Orcutt Cushing
This little lamb is DollieWilliam Orcutt Cushing
Though all men forsake himWilliam Orcutt Cushing
Times flies, they say, it flies (2)William Orcutt Cushing
'Tis only just a step that weWilliam Orcutt Cushing
'Tis wrong to be cross, dearWilliam Orcutt Cushing