| 1 Weary Rest | I heard the voice of Jesus say
I heard the voice of Jesus say
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| 2 O Wondrous Love | That all the word might be fulfilled,
He hung upon the tree,
That the whole world might go free.
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| 3 Christmas Morning | The Christmas morning now has come,
The jubilee is here;
The Babe of Bethlehem;
For the Babe of Bethlehem.
They wrapped Him in the swaddling bands,
Glory to God, the angels sing,
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| 4 Copeland | To walk the straight and narrow way;
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| 5t Dear Friends, Farewell | Bright shining as the sun;
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| 5b Always Something New | Oh when we feel the pow'r of Christ,
The soul forsakes her vain pursuits,
The joy the dear Redeemer gives,
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| 6 Babel's Streams | The willow trees upon.
With all the pow'r and skill I have
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| 8 Creation (First) | To praise th'eternal God;
Ye heav'nly host the song begin,
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| 9 Cords of Love | Pilgrims on the way to glory,
Bound together by the cords of love.
Let our daily walk the Christ-life prove;
Bound together by the cords of love.
All who in the path of duty move;
They will join the celebrating,
Bound together by the cords of love.
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| 10 Zion's Dove | Hark! don't you hear the turtle dove,
The token of redeeming love?
From hill to hill we hear the sound,
The neighb'ring valleys echo 'round;
O Zion hear the turtle dove,
The token of your Saviour's love,
She comes the desert land to cheer,
And welcome in the jubal year.
And He will come to judge the world;
And flames consume the land and sea;
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| 11 Minister's Farewell | Who can you save from the cold grave,
The children of the light.
The will of God be done;
I hope the Lord will you reward
Millions of years, over the spheres
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| 12 Gate of Home | Far over yonder through the gloam,
The gate of home I see.
O have I waged the fight with sin,
And gained the victory?
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| 13 Traveler's Hope | The storms of life will soon be o'er;
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| 15 My Consolation | May Christ, the Saviour be made known,
The lost to save, that all may be
Consoled whate'er the hour.
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| 16 The Finest Flower | The finest flow'r that e'er was known,
When Christ the Lord was pierced and torn,
Nor can the tongue of angels tell
Nor could the world and Satan's pow'r
And all the shores perfumes.
The seeds which from it blow
Take root within the human mind,
And scent the church below.
Love is the sweetest bud that blows,
On earth among the saints it grows,
And ripens in the skies.
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| 17 Call to Arms | The gospel calls on Zion's walls,
Arise and pray; we'll win the day,
And save the wicked nation.
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| 18 Praise Our Redeemer | Jesus, the Saviour was born in a manger,
No purple robes for the Saviour of sinners,
Praise our Redeemer the Lord of salvation,
There in the morning of that resurrection,
He will descend to the earth once again;
Freed from the earth with its sorrow and pain.
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| 19 The Day of Days | The day of days will be the hour
To live for aye around the throne.
The day of days will soon be here,
The blessed time is drawing near;
The day of days will bring to earth
The foolish the will learn their fate,
The day of days is drawing nigh
To shout and sing the livelong day.
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| 21 Webster | Awake and sing the song,
Of Moses and the Lamb,
To praise the Saviour's name.
Sing till the love of sin departs,
In Christ, the blessed King.
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
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| 22t Laban | The host of sin are pressing hard,
To draw thee from the skies.
The battle ne'er give o'er.
Ne'er think the vict'ry won,
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| 22b Sinner Come | The spirit in our hearts
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims
To Christ the fountain, come.
And freely drink the stream of life;
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| 23t Phillippi | The flow'rs of Paradise
The sun of glory gilds the path,
Which sparkle through the skies.
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| 23b Evening Hymn | The day is past and gone,
The evening shades appear;
The night of death is near.
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| 24t Volusia | Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door;
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| 24b Fredrica | The righteous Lord displays,
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| 25t Santee | Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.
The secret love of God.
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| 25b Brimmer | Give to the winds thy fears;
He gently clears the way;
Proclaim God sitteth on the throne,
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| 26t Golden Hill | Proclaim the wonders of Thy hand,
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| 26b Ninety-Third | Harmon'ous to the ear;
Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
Grace first conceived the way
And all the steps that grace displays,
Which drew the wondrous plan.
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
To tread the heav'nly road,
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.
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| 27t Morning Worship | How sweet the melting lay
Which breathes upon the ear,
When at the hour of rising day,
The breezes waft their cries
Before the morning light,
Or on the chilling mount did stay,
And wrestle all the night.
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| 27b Missionary Herald | The Master whom ye serve,
The cause is God's and must prevail,
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| 28t Mocksville | The Son of God came down to die,
Join ev'ry tongue to praise the Lord,
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| 28b Watchman (First) | The voice of God's eternal word,
Before the first of all His works,
Before the flying clouds,
Before the solid land,
Before the fields, before the flood,
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| 29 The Midnight Cry | When the midnight cry began,
Lo, the Bridegroom is at hand,
Surely all the waiting band
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| 30t Zion's Joy | That hear the joyful sound,
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| 30b Dennis | The sure foundation of my hope
His love is still the same.
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| 31t Home | Then join the heav'nly throng,
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| 31b Time | Ye servants of the Lord,
And trim the golden flame;
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| 32t Rayfield | Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.
And see the moon complete in light,
Adorn the ev'ning sky.
When I survey the stars,
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| 32b Zellville | Then in the world above,
Th'eternal arches ring.
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| 33 Angel Choir | To all who sing the sacred song,
May they all meet around the throne,
We'll meet the angels up above,
We'll join the angels' heav'nly choir,
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| 34 Going Home | The day is drawing near, I know,
The earth will soon dissolve like snow,
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| 35t Lisbon | That saw the Lord arise;
One day amid the place
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| 35b Boylston | The pity of the Lord,
Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flow'r;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
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| 36t Lovely Vine | The blossoms shoot and promise fruit,
And shade the neighb'ring lands;
The dazzling light it shines so bright,
It doth the valleys fill.
'Tis joy to see the sight.
And man not join the lays?
The blessed Dove came from above,
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| 36b Albion | Come we that love the Lord,
And thus surround the throne.
The sorrows of the mind,
Be banished from the place;
But children of the heav'nly King,
The hill of Zion yields,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
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| 37 Heaven's My Home | Though awhile the earth I roam;
The face of Jesus is the light,
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| 38 God Is Our Refuge | A shelter from the storms of life,
My blessed Jesus is the solid Rock divine;
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| 39 A Precious Stone | The builders did refuse;
Hosanna to the King,
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| 40t Mamie | The time will come when we must part
To sing around the great, white throne
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| 40b Weeping Sinners | In the way the fathers trod;
Jesus on the throne appears;
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| 41t Mediation | The son of God in tears,
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| 41b Ardor | The Lord is ris'n indeed,
He lives the sinner's cause to plead,
The Lord is ris'n indeed,
With Him is ris'n the ransom'd seed,
The Lord is ris'n indeed,
Up to the courts with speed they fly,
The joyful tidings bear.
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| 42 Joy Bells | Hear the joy-bells sweetly ringing,
Where the angel band is singing,
And the welcome message bringing,
Telling of the Saviour's never dying love.
Hear the happy joy-bells ring,
Hear the happy joy-bells ring.
Where the love ties will grow fonder,
Singing of the Saviour's never dying love.
With the story of His never dying love.
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| 43 The Heavenly Throng | Wrapped in the silence of the night,
Lay all the eastern world;
The wondrous scene unfurled.
And glory leads the song;
The glorious heav'nly throng.
His steady counsels change the face
He bids the sun cut short his race,
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| 44t Morning Sun | See how the morning sun,
The humble tribute bring.
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| 44b Dunlap's Creek | What empty things are all the skies,
In vain the bright, the burning sun,
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| 45t Ila | The Father hath bestow'd.
As Christ the Lord is pure.
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| 45b Lofty Sky | Behold the lofty sky,
And all the starry works on high,
The darkness and the light,
Still keep their course the same,
They show the wonders of His hand,
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| 46t The Hill of Zion | The hill of Zion yields
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
The sorrows of the mind,
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| 46b Waiting Church | The church has waited long,
The whole creation groans,
The curse, the sin, the stain;
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| 47 Panting for Heaven | Oh when will the period appear,
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| 48 Mount Helicon | That hear the joyful sound
That see the heav'nly light;
But died without the sight.
The watchmen join their voice,
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare His arm
Through all the earth abroad;
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| 49 Forever with the Lord | Forever with the Lord,
Life from the dead is in that word,
Here in the body pent,
Ah, then the spirit faints
To reach the land I love,
The bright inheritance of saints,
And now the clouds depart,
The winds and waters cease,
Expands the bow of peace.
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| 50 Cranbrook | Harmonious to the ear!
Heav'n with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.
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| 51 Lonsdale | Come, we that love the Lord,
And thus surround the throne.
But children of the heav'nly King
The hill of Zion yields
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
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| 52 Newburg | To praise th'eternal God;
Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin,
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| 53 No Parting There | Blest be the tie that binds
The fellowship of kindred minds,
The sympathizing tear.
Our courage by the way,
And longs to see the day.
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| 54 My Trust | Maintain the honor of His word,
The glory of His cross.
Till the decisive hour.
And in the new Jerusalem,
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| 55t Carolina | And fit it for the sky!
To serve the present age,
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| 55b Idumea | The dreary regions of the dead,
Waked by the trumpet's sound,
And see the Judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies.
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| 57 Salvation's Rock | But firmer than the heav'ns the Rock
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| 58t Liverpool | The fountain opened wide,
The spring of life open for sin,
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| 58b Primrose | Salvation! O, the joyful sound!
Salvation! Let the echo fly
The spacious earth around,
While all the armies of the sky,
Conspire to raise the sound.
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| 59t Mear | The trumpet of the Gospel sounds
That feed upon the wind,
The rich provision taste.
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| 59b Dove of Peace | O tell me where the Dove has flown,
I sought her in the groves of love,
But she had flown – the Dove of Peace,
I sought her on the flow'ry lawn,
The Bird of Peace might stray;
The Dove may yet be found.”
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| 60 What Did He Do? | Once He dwelt among the lost.
Who but God's Son upon the cross?
Highest of the high though he,
Nailed to the cross, despised, forsaken,
Was one of the Godhead three.
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| 61t North Carolina | Once more, my soul, the rising day,
To Him that rules the sky.
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav'ns on which He sits,
To turn the seasons round.
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| 61b Gaines | The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace.
The honors of Thy name.
Jesus, the name that calms our fears,
'Tis music in the sinner's ears,
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| 62t Sweet Hope (First) | The glorious crown of righteousness
The promised land of Pisgah's top
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| 62b Joy to the World | Joy to the world – the Lord is come!
Joy to the earth – the Saviour reigns!
Repeat the sounding joy.
Nor thorns infest the grounds;
Far as the curse is found.
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| 63t Condescension | He gave His soul up to the stroke,
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| 64 Youthful Blessings | And save you at the end.
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| 66t Balerma | Oh happy is the man who hears
Her right hand offers to the just
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| 66b The Penitent's Prayer | Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears
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| 67t Peterboro | Once more, my soul, the rising day
To Him who rules the skies.
Since the last setting sun!
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| 68 Bright Mansions | That the Saviour did prepare.
Soon the call for me will come,
Where the Saviour did prepare.
That the Saviour did prepare.
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| 69 Rocky Mount | Accept the praise I bring.
Weak is the effort of my heart,
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| 70t Arlington | This is the day the Lord has made;
He calls the hours His own;
Today He rose and left the dead,
Today the saints His triumphs spread,
Hosanna to th'anointed King,
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| 70b Brown | And spend the hours of setting day
The penitential tear;
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| 71 The Peaceful Shore | The Lord will safely guide thy course,
And bring thee to the peaceful shore,
The heav'n prepared for thee.
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| 72t Jordan | O! the transporting, rapt'rous scene,
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| 72b Joyful News | Through all the dang'rous paths of youth
Teach me to walk the way of truth –
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| 73t Ella's Song | Now may the Lord reveal His face,
The subject of our songs.
Or more display the sov'reign right
This subject fills the starry plains
And furnishes the noblest strains
For all the harps above.
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| 73b Downs | I choose the path of heav'nly truth,
Not all the riches or the earth
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| 74 God's Helping Hand | And lead us safely to the end.
The tribute of its love to bring,
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| 75 Sprague | Give me the wings of faith, to rise
Within the veil and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
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| 76b Night | Through all the hours of night;
The safeguard of Thy might.
O, in the morning let me rise,
Or, if this night should prove the last,
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| 77 How Beautiful Heaven Must Be | It's made for the pure and the free;
Sweet home of the happy and free,
Fair haven of rest for the weary,
There yielding her fruit is the tree;
The angels so sweetly are singing,
Up there by the beautiful sea;
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| 78t Repent | “Repent” the voice celestial cries,
The wretch that scorns the mandate dies,
No more the sov'reign eye of God
O'erlooks the crimes of men;
To warn the world of sin.
The summons reaches through the earth;
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| 78b New Britain | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
The hour I first believed.
Bright shining as the sun;
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| 79 Kingwood | Fly rapid as the whirling spheres,
Around the steady pole;
Time, like the tide, its motion keeps,
The grave is near the cradle seen,
How swift the moments pass between,
My soul, attend the solemn call,
Beyond the vast expansive blue,
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| 80 The Blind Girl | Mother, they say the stars are bright,
And the broad heav'ns are blue,
I cannot touch the distant skies,
The stars ne'er speak to me;
And when I hear the voice I dream
O mother, will the God above
Lead the blind daughter to the throne
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| 81t Maitland | The consecrated cross I'll bear
How happy are the saints above,
Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
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| 81b Eternal Joys | When the warfare is over
Till the trumpet shall sound;
With the angels to sing,
There to live with the blessed,
When the ransomed shall meet,
On the banks of fair Eden
Where the joys are eternal
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| 82t Lady Touch Thy Harp Again | Let the song be sad tonight,
Sing and let the music be
On the silent evening air,
Sing, but let the music be
Listen, lady! in the years
Where the bending lilies grow,
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| 82b Gospel Waves | Up from the shore (Sacred shore!) of far Galilee; (Galilee!)
Where the storm raged (Fiercely raged!) so dark and wild, (Dark and wild!)
Bear o'er the earth (O'er the earth!) the message of light; (Wondrous light!)
Sing, O my soul, (He'll redeem,) the Lord will redeem.
Where the Lord wept (Jesus wept!) in pain and grief, (Prostrate lay)
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| 84 Homeland | In the homeland of the soul,
While the endless ages roll.
No tears to dim the eye;
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| 85 Mercy Seat | 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat.
The oil of gladness on our heads;
It is the blood bought mercy seat.
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
If I forget the mercy seat.
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| 86t Ortonville | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.
Accept the praise I bring.
Weak is the effort of my heart,
And may the music of Thy name
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| 86b Hicks' Farewell | The time is swiftly rolling on,
My body to the dust return,
My silent dust beneath the ground,
And seek the Saviour dear.
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| 87 The Promised Land | I'm bound for the promised land,
I'm bound for the promised land
I'm bound for the promised land.
O the transporting rapt'rous scene,
There God, the Son, forever reigns
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| 88 Pisgah | Shall join the disembodied saints,
I now the cross sustain,
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| 89 Northfield | And bring the promised day.
From the third heav'n, where God resides,
The new Jerusalem comes down,
The earth and sea are pass'd away
And the old rolling skies!
And the bright armies sing,
“Mortals, behold the sacred seat
His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
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| 90 Brightest Days | My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
The op'ning heav'ns around me shine
Run up with joy the shining way,
The wings of love and arms of faith
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| 91 There is a Fountain | Till all the ransomed church of God,
E'er since by faith I saw the stream
Lies silent in the grave.
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| 92 Promised Day | That have obtained the prize;
And on the eagle wings of love,
O bring the promised day,
And bring the promised day.
Let all the saints terrestrial sing,
For all the servants of our King,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
Be the Redeemer's throne
And of the bounties of Thy grace
One army of the living God,
Part of His host have crossed the flood,
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| 93 Something New | The new, possessed, like fading flow'rs,
The bubble now no longer stays,
The soul wants something new.
The mind would feel an aching void,
Come, sinners then and seek the joys
And keep the glorious theme in view,
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| 94 Plenary | Transported with the view, I'm lost
The gratitude declare
While in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth
And Through the pleasing snares of vice,
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
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| 95 Canaan's Land | I need the influ'nce of Thy grace
To run the heav'nly road?
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| 96 Mighty Love | And is the work of love.
Beyond the shores of death's dark stream,
'Tis far beyond the stars and sun,
Thus from the realms of grace divine
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| 97 The Guiding Star | Of all the train most bright;
It's glories shine above the skies,
It is the friend of all the good
It cheers us through the vale of tears;
The pilgrim's guide below,
That lights the darkest gloom;
The prospect of the tomb.
That lifts the soul above;
Dispels the painful, anxious doubt
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| 98 Christian Soldier | Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follow'r of the Lamb?
Must I be carried to the skies
While others fought to win the prize,
Must I not stem the flood?
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
They see the triumph from afar,
In robes of vict'ry through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.
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| 99 Pleasant Hill | Religion is the chief concern
Or aught the world bestows;
And for the awful tomb.
Preserve me from the snares of sin
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| 100 Tennessee | They stopped the prodigal's career,
And threw his arms around the neck
And thus the father said:
“Now let the fatted calf be slain;
Go spread the news around:
'Tis thus the Lord Himself reveals
More than the father's love He feels
And bids the sinner come.
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| 101 An Address for All | I sing a song which does belong to all the human race,
Concerning death which steals the breath and blasts the comely face;
No human pow'r can stop the hour wherein a mortal dies,
Though you acquire the best attire appearing fine and fair,
Yet death will come into the room, and strip you naked there.
The princes high and beggars die, and mingle with the dust,
The rich, the brave, the negro slave, the wicked and the just:
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| 102 Missionary's Adieu | The gushing teardrops start,
The cause of Jesus, more beloved,
The sighs we breathe for precious souls,
Might waft us to the distant poles
Or to the burning zones.
Wipes off the tear of woe;
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| 103 Derrick | Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promised long!
On Him the Spirit largely poured,
He comes, the pris'ners to release,
The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyes oppressed with night
He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure.
And with the treasures of His grace
T'enrich the humble poor.
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| 104 Everlasting Song | There the blest man, my Saviour sits,
The God! how bright He shines!
On all the happy minds.
Circle the throne around,
And move and charm the starry plains
Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs:
Jesus the life of both our joys,
Hark! how beyond the narrow bounds
The Godhead of the Son!
And now they sink the lofty tune,
And bring the Father's equal down
O sacred beauties of the main,
The God resides within:
The God that loved and died.
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| 105t Tender Care | Transported with the view, I'm lost
The gratitude declare,
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth
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| 105b Hamburg | When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
Save in the death of Christ, my God:
All the vain things that charm me most,
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
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| 106 Sweet Rivers | Had I the pinions of a dove,
With joy outstrip the wind,
And leave the world behind.
In darkest shadows of the night,
Faith mounts the upper sky;
And I shall join the heav'nly host
The glor'ous hope of endless rest
I view the monster death, and smile,
And Satan trembles all the while,
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| 107 Resignation (First) | Beside the living stream.
When I walk through the shades of death,
The sure provisions of my God,
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| 108 Redeeming Love | In darkest shadows of the night,
Faith mounts the upper sky;
And I shall join the heav'nly host
The glor'ous hope of endless rest
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| 109 Not Made with Hands | Put on the armour of our God,
And take the path our captain trod,
With shield of faith defy the foe,
Until you hear the trumpet blow,
Within we'll gather round the throne
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| 110 Volunteers | Hark! listen to the trumpeters!
Behold the officers.
The armies now are in parade,
The great eternal Lamb,
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| 111t Fleeting Days | Our life is ever on the wing,
The moment when our lives begin,
Yet with the bounties of Thy grace,
Thou load'st the rolling year.
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| 111b Judkins | Through all the hours of night;
The safe guard of Thy might.
Oh, in the morning let me rise,
Or, if this night should prove the last,
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| 112 Bush Hills | We know that all things work together for good to them that love the Lord
To them who are the called,
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| 113 The Converted Thief | As on the cross the Saviour hung,
The penitent confessed,
Burst through the gloomy shades of death,
And shine above the skies.”
“Amid the glories of that world,
And in the vict'ries of Thy death
His pray'r the dying Jesus hears,
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| 114 That Glorious Day | Bright as the rising sun;
The north and south their sons resign,
The King who wears that glor'ous crown,
The azure flaming bow,
The holy city shall bring down,
To bless the church below.
The morning stars will t'gether sing,
Who hold the harps of God,
A covert from the wind;
A stream of life from Christ, the rock,
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| 115 The Millennium | Bright as the rising sun;
The north and south their sons resign,
The King who wears that glor'ous crown,
The azure flaming bow,
The holy city shall bring down,
To bless the church below.
The morning stars will t'gether sing,
Who hold the harps of God,
A covert from the wind;
A stream of life from Christ, the rock,
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| 116 Floyd | O Thou who dri'st the mourner's tear,
The friends who in our sunshine live,
Which like the plants that throw
Their fragrance from the wounded part,
And e'en the hope that threw
Come brightly wafting through the gloom,
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| 117 Angel Band | I know I'm near the holy ranks
I brush the dew on Jordan's banks,
The crossing must be near.
The holy ones behold they come,
I hear the noise of wings.
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| 118 Campbell | Ye foll'wers of the Lamb,
Rejoice! rejoice! the Lord is King;
The King is now our friend.
And joyfully sustain the cross,
Till we receive the crown.
And the sweet task of love.
Let all who for the promise wait,
The Holy Ghost receive,
Live, till the Lord in glory come,
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| 119 Weary Souls | The desert all around,
Yet, in the great Redeemer's strength,
We're often like the lonesome dove,
Fare well, my brethren in the Lord,
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| 120 Home in the Sky | To that land up above where the ransomed shall go,
In that home that's built in the sky.
In that land we will need neither sun, nor the moon,
Need no light to show us the way,
But the radiance from Christ our Saviour and King,
Makes the land far brighter than day.
When the Lord shall call me to come;
Praising God! Our King! While the long ages roll,
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| 121t Prosperity | The Saints in full prosperity,
To see the bride the glitt'ring bride,
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| 121b Greensboro | Infinite day excludes the night,
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| 122 The Dying Boy | I'll soon be freed from all the pain,
Now light the lamps, my mother dear,
The sun has passed away;
When I am with the dead?
The hour has come, my end is near,
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| 123 Rapturous Scene | Wrapped in the silence of the night,
Lay all the eastern world,
The wondrous scene unfurled.
And glory leads the song!
Th'harmonious heav'nly throng.
His steady counsels change the face
He bids the sun cut short his race,
Address the Lord on high;
O'er all the heav'ns He spreads His cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
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| 124 Pilgrim's Triumph | And bids the world adieu.
To cross the rolling flood;
The dazzling charms of that bright world,
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| 125t Endless Joy | Death is the gate of endless joy,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
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| 125b Day Dawn | The dying thief rejoiced to see
Till all the ransomed church of God
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| 126 Ocean | That rul'st the boist'rous sea,
The sons of courage shall record,
Who tempt the dang'rous way.
At Thy command the winds arise,
And swell the tow'ring wave,
The men, astonished, mount the skies,
Again they climb the wat'ry hills,
Frightened to hear the tempest roar,
And hopeless of the distant shore,
Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
And orders silence through the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.
And see the storm allayed.
Now to their eyes the port appears:
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| 127 Herald | To distant climes the tidings bear,
And plant the Rose of Sharon there.
From dust and darkness and the dead;
Decked in the robes of righteousness,
Thy glories shall the world confess.
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| 128t Hester | I love to see the Lord below,
I love to meet Him in the courts,
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| 128b Ninety-Fifth | To mansions in the skies,
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| 129 Coronation | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name!
Bring forth the royal diadem,
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
Ye ransomed from the fall;
The wormwood and the gall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
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| 130t Sacred Love | The land we love the most.
Unite us in the sacred love,
The song of liberty.
Lord of the nations, thus to Thee,
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| 130b Passing Away | To the great judgment day.
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| 131 Will You Meet Me? | In the narrow gospel way;
With the angels I shall stand,
O'er the dark uncertain sea;
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| 132 Musical Society | Let all who on the tenor sound
While graver notes the bass do ground,
While sweeter notes the treble swells
Within the temple, Solomon,
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| 133 Juniata | The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
I'll speak the honors of Thy name
The antidote of death.
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| 134 Liberty | No more beneath th'oppressive hand
Behold the smiling, happy land,
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| 135 Raymond | My soul, come meditate the day,
The hollow gaping tomb,
When e'er the summons come.
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| 136 Sherburne | All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
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| 137 Antioch | Joy to the World, the Lord is come!
Joy to the World! the Saviour reigns,
Repeat the sounding joy.
Nor thorns infest the ground;
Far as the curse is found.
He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
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| 138 Rest in the Kingdom | “There is rest in the Kingdom for you.”
There is rest in the Kingdom for me,
When the battle has been ended,
There is rest in the Kingdom for me.
Then the Lord said to me
There is rest in the Kingdom for you.”
There is rest in the Kingdom for you.”
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| 139 The Wanderer's Grave | And all the heart holds dear,
The stars of night his watchers were,
His fan the wide wind's breath;
No willing grave received the corpse,
And moulder 'neath the sun.
The wild wolf howled his requiem,
The rude wind danced his dirge;
Sighed forth the mellow surge.
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| 140 Edom | Address the Lord on high,
Over the heav'ns He spreads His cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
His steady counsels change the face
He bids the sun cut short his race
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| 142 The Solid Rock | I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
On Christ, the solid Rock I stand;
My anchor holds within the veil.
Support me in the whelming flood;
Faultless to stand before the throne.
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| 143 Farther Along | Why it should be thus all the day long;
Never molested though in the wrong.
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
Toils of the road will then seem as nothing,
As we sweep through the beautiful gate.
When He comes from His home in the sky;
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| 144t Tribulation | When the poor soul is forced away,
Still drags her downward from the skies,
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| 144b Walk with God | A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soulrefreshing view
The world can never fill.
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| 145t Milledgeville | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee,
The calm retreat, the silent shade,
There, if Thy spirit touch the soul,
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| 145b Fiducia | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears attend the cry:
“Ye living men, come view the ground,
The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head,
Still walking downward to the tomb,
Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace,
We'll rise above the skies.
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| 146t Solemn Warning | The dangers you are in,
The trials that doth you await
Although you flourish like the rose,
The princes high and beggars die,
And mingle with the dust,
The rich, the brave, the negro slave,
The wicked and the just:
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| 146b Bangor | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears attend the cry:
“Ye living men, come view the ground,
The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head,
Still walking downward to the tomb,
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| 147 Fairfield | I'll to the gracious King approach,
And then the suppliant lives.
When I the King have tried,
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| 148 Leander | Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follow'r of the Lamb?
Must I be carried to the skies
While others fought to win the prize,
Must I not stem the flood?
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
They see the triumph from afar,
In robes of vict'ry through the skies,
The glory shall be Thine.
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| 149 A Good Time Coming | When we meet our loved ones in the sky;
When I think about the many mansions there,
To the heav'nly portals shining bright and fair,
And I know the time is drawing nigh;
When the Lord will come to take the saved away,
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| 150 Salvation | I'll do the gracious King approach,
And then the suppliant lives.
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| 151 Sweet Prospect | A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
Where is the blessedness I knew
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
The world can never fill.
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
The dearest idol I have known,
So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
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| 152t Cross of Christ | The cross of Christ inspires my heart,
Who died upon the tree,
A glor'ous band, the chosen few,
On whom the Spirit came,
And mocked the cross and flame;
The steep ascent to heav'n.
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| 152b Messiah | He comes! He comes! to judge the world,
Aloud th'archangel cries;
And lightnings cleave the skies.
Th'affrighted nations hear the sound,
Th'affrighted nations hear the sound,
The slumb'ring tenants of the ground
The watchful pow'r bestow.
If now Thou standest at the door,
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| 153 Columbus | The light's from me withdrawn.
Once I rejoiced the saints to meet,
But now I meet them as the rest,
The tears have left mine eyes.
Then backwards on the road I stray,
On the left hand, where He doth work,
Among the wicked crew,
And on the right I find Him not,
Among the favored few.
He knows the way I've strolled;
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| 154 Happy Time | The comfort of my heart,
Since I have met the saints once more,
We long to see the King;
I'd take you by the hand,
And lead you on the way Christ's gone,
Toward the heav'nly land.
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| 155 Solemn Call | To all the human race,
Concerning death which steals the breath
And blasts the comely face;
No human pow'r can stop the hour
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| 156 Repentance | Hung on the cursed tree,
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| 158 The Land of Rest | Infinite day excludes the night,
Home of the blest!
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
And see the Canaan that we love
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| 159t Devotion (First) | The pow'r and glory of Thy grace;
Here on my heart the burden lies,
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| 160 The Saint's Delight | To mansions in the skies,
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| 161t Wells | Ye nations round the earth rejoice
Before the Lord your sov'reign king,
The Lord is God; 'tis He alone
The sheep that on His pastures live.
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| 161b Awake, Jerusalem | The garment of salvation take,
Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight,
And hides the promise from thine eyes;
The great Deliv'rer calls, arise!
Shake off the bands of sad despair;
And God shall set the captive free.
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| 162 Redeemed Singers | My brother, awake, and sing the sweet story,
Soon the day of reunion will come;
No mortal hath e'er conceived of the beauty,
That awaits the redeemed ones at home;
Till the Saviour shall bid you to come;
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| 163t Hollis | Oh, while the swelling floods prevail,
Friend of the friendless and the faint,
Invites the helpless and the poor.
And Thou refuse the humble plea?
Does not the word still fixed remain,
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| 163b Burroughs | I launch my barque upon the sea,
This land is not the land for me.
That we may meet beyond the grave.
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| 164b The Pilgrim's Song | I find myself out of the way,
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| 165 Babylon is Fallen | Hail the day so long expected,
Hail the year of full release;
Hear the trumpet loudly roar,
Murm'ring like the distant thunder,
Swell the sound ye kings and nobles,
Blow the trumpet in Mount Zion,
Christ shall come the second time;
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| 166 What Can I Do? | Who died upon the tree?
My friends are on the downward road,
Show them into the light;
The day will not be very long,
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| 167b Come Along | There we'll sing there we'll shout, praise the Lord ever more,
Let us hold to the unchanging hand of our Lord,
There's a home waiting now on the ever green shore,
At the end of this wearisome fray.
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| 168t Rest | Unbroken by the last of foes.
That manifests the Saviour's pow'r.
Waiting the summons from on high.
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| 168b Sunrise | I'm weary of the pain,
The bitter cold and rain,
When from the earth I'm free,
E'er fighting for the goal,
For Jesus walked the way before;
I'll join the angel's song,
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| 170 On My Way | Till safe within the happy home above.
Working, singing, trusting, clinging, ever spreading the story of His love,
The many trials I shall meet;
His love will share the ills I bear
The tempter nigh to win may try,
But Jesus will be near me all the time;
His glory in the blessed home above;
For ever of the wonders of His love.
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| 171 Sessions | Madly attempt th'infernal gate,
And force thy passage through the flames.
Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains,
And hear the Lord of life unfold
The glory of His dying pains,
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| 172 The Grand Highway | The grand highway is free from ev'ry sin,
God's holy light makes fair as the bright noon day;
Keep straight ahead, don't turn from the grand highway.
The lame shall walk, the dumb shall talk,
The blind, the deaf shall see and hear again,
The wilderness with waters shall abound,
A cooling stream in the desert shall be found.
That all may see the glory of the Lord,
The excellency of our living God.
It shall be called the way of holiness,
Keep straight ahead, don't turn from the grand highway.
The ransomed of Jehovah shall return,
Keep straight ahead, don't turn from the grand highway.
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| 174t Prospect | Death is the gate of endless joy,
The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
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| 174b Burning Lamp | Life is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t'insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
Life is the hour that God has giv'n
The day of grace; and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
The living know that they must die,
Yet all the dead forgotten lie;
Their envy buried in the dust,
Beneath the circuit of the sun.
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| 175 O How I Love Jesus | The sweetest name on earth.
The sinner's perfect plea.
Yields sunshine all the way.
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| 176 Heavenly Treasures | We yearn for the treasures beyond the sky,
The sea and earth will yield their dead,
That's what the Bible said;
To wear the crown we've earned.
To walk the streets with loved ones that I long to see,
Oh, praise the Lord we'll sing again together in the sky.
For your trust in the Lord;
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| 178 That Beautiful Land | There's a beautiful land far beyond the sky,
With the angel band;
And I trust I shall meet them above the sky,
And be with the bright and the fair;
Where the waters of life sweetly murmur by,
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| 179 Traveling On | Its glitt'ring tow'rs the sun outshine,
A heav'nly mansion near the throne,
The Lord has been so good to me,
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| 180 The Sinless Summerland | I am longing for the coming of the snow-white angel band,
As I tread the narrow pathway through the thorny vale I dream
Of the joys that ever brighten where the pearly waters gleam.
I am longing for the coming
Of the snow-white angel band,
I am waiting for the signal that shall speak my full release,
And present my welcome passport to the realms of perfect peace;
Yes, and when the weary sandals all the dusty way have trod,
I shall sing among the angels by the golden throne of God.
Bids me tarry 'mid the shadows of the misty lower land;
When my pilgrimage is ended I shall stem the turbid flood,
And recline upon the bosom of the spotless Son of God.
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| 182 A Happy Meeting | And with gladness go to be with Jesus and the ones gone on before;
Won't that be a happy meeting on the golden shore?
Basking in the Saviour's love, His love sublime, oh hallelujah, won't that be a
We shall join them there to swell the praises of the Lamb of Calvary;
Singing glad hosannas through the endless glory day,
Oh, what rapture when we view the splendor of that holy, happy place;
Won't that be a happy meeting for the saved by grace?
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| 184 Where We'll Never Grow Old | On the far away strand,
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul;
We shall be in the sweet by and by,
Happy praise to the King
And the life-crown is won,
With the loved ones who've gone on before.
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| 186 Lord Remember Me | When I shall stand at the judgement of God,
Will I be one of the few?
When the Archangel shall come in his power,
Oh, my dear friend won't you come to the cross?
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| 187 The Gospel Pool | Beside the gospel pool,
Appointed for the poor,
The shades of love lie deep,
And trouble of the mind,
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| 188 He Loves Me | He groaned upon the tree?
Well might the sun in darkness hide,
When Christ the mighty Maker died
For man the creature's sin.
The debt of love I owe;
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| 189 One by One | And we'll trust the Saviour's guiding hand,
Come, my brother, join the happy throng;
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| 190 Salutation | To join the heav'nly host?
To join the heav'nly throng.
Hark! from the banks of Jordan
How sweet the pilgrim's song!
In the distressing day.
The frowns of old companions
And guide us to the end.
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| 191 Oh! Turn, Sinner | Now is the time to make your choice.
Oh, turn, sinner, turn, may the Lord help you turn,
He now is waiting at the door;
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| 192 The Penitent | The gratitude we owe
Hung on the cursed tree,
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| 193 Kay | To join the music of the skies.
I love the Lord for what He's done;
'Tis through the merits of His Son;
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| 194 O Happy Day | 'Tis done, the great transaction's done,
I am the Lord's, and He is mine;
Charmed to confess the voice divine.
Nor never from the Lord depart,
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| 195 Garden | On the parched earth enriching show'rs;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
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| 196 Loving Kindness | He saw me ruined by the fall,
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| 197 The Living Vine | Planted in Christ, the living vine,
Nor let the storm of trial beat,
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| 198 News From The Skies | News from the regions of the skies,
Jesus, the God whom angels fear,
And holds the King of Kings.
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| 199 Vernon | And wrestle till the break of day.
Art Thou the Man that died for me?
The secret of Thy love unfold.
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| 200 Parting Hand | Yet we must take the parting hand.
How sweet the hours have passed away,
How loath we are to leave the place
That we must take the parting hand.
Who seek for mansions in the skies,
To glor'ous mansions in the skies;
We'll no more take the parting hand.
That we may meet beyond the grave.
My soul leaps forward at the thought,
We'll no more take the parting hand.
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| 201 Mission | Come hear the counsel of a friend.
And ranged the luring scenes of vice;
And thus I found the heav'nly way.
The billows roll beneath your feet;
Who slight the force of gospel truth.
Youth, like the spring will soon be gone
And leave you ever in the dark.
Must wither like the blasted rose;
The coffin, earth, and winding sheet
The grave will soon become your bed,
Still gazing on the spires of grass
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| 202 Immensity | And softer than the tints of spring.
The land of glory and repose;
And there, to dim the rad'ant scene,
The tear of sorrow never flows.
It never needs the moonbeam pale,
The stream of uncreated light
Flows round it from th'eternal throne.
Too glor'ous for the eye to trace,
In vain the philosophic eye
May seek to view the fair abode,
Or find it in the curtained sky:
It is the dwelling place of God.
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| 203 Cumberland | Shall ever break the bonds of grace.
The words of our dear, bleeding King;
To spread His name far through the sky,
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| 204b Evening Bells | Within the tomb now darkly dwell,
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| 205 The Watchman's Call | The watchmen blow the trumpet round,
Come, listen to the solemn sound,
What are thy hopes beyond the grave?
The God that made the earth and sea,
While for your soul the watchmen mourn?
Oh mortals view the dream of life,
And see how thousands end the strife,
And will the calls you have today
The trying scene will shortly come,
You'll bear in mind the truths you've heard.
While death will bring you to the ground;
The coffin, grave, and winding sheet
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| 206 Prayer Meeting | And oft escaped the tempter's snare
Engaged the waiting soul to bless;
To seize the everlasting prize;
And shout while passing through the air,
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| 207t Windham | Broad is the road that leads to death,
Is the Redeemer's great command;
The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
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| 207b Meditation | Now is the time to make your choice;
He now is waiting for the poor;
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| 208t He Lives | He lives triumphant from the grave,
He lives to crush the fiends of hell;
The dead's alive, the lost is found,
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
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| 208b French Broad | High o'er the hills the mountains rise,
Their summits tower t'ward the skies;
Or sink beneath the flames of hell.
And soar to the blest world above.
Although I walk the mountains high,
And by the living be forgot.
Arise, the judgement day is come,
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| 209 The Lord's Supper | Against the Son of God's delight,
Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread and blest and brake;
Receive and eat the living food;”
Then took the cup and blessed the wine:
“'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood.”
He bore the scourge, He felt the thorn;
To buy the pardon of our guilt,
The love of your departed Lord.”
The marriage supper of the Lamb.
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| 210b Contented Soldier | I've listed in the holy war,
Till the warfare is over hallelujah!
Till the warfare is over hallelujah!
Till the warfare is over hallelujah!
The banner o'er my head is love,
Till the warfare is over hallelujah!
Till the warfare is over hallelujah!
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| 211t Hopewell | The narrow way till Him I view.
Hallelujah! I love the Lord;
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| 211b Humble Penitent | The pow'r and glory of Thy grace;
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| 212 Christian Prospect | And the winter will be over,
I am making for the harbor,
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| 213 Be Committed | To the service of the Lord.
Come again to serve the Saviour,
On the cross sins were forgiven;
For His grace give Him the glory,
For the Spirit and the Word,
And repeat the gospel story
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| 214 Hosanna | He's gone! the spotless soul is gone
The prison walls are broken down,
The angels speed his swift remove;
Hosanna! hosanna! hosanna to the Lamb of God!
Hosanna! hosanna! hosanna to the Lamb of God!
Saved by the merit of his Lord,
And with the seed he sowed below,
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| 215 In That Morning | The narrow way, till Him I view,
Behold the Saviour on the tree
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| 216b Social Band | Who walk the way to Canaan's land;
Have you just ventured to the field,
And shall the world with dread alarms,
Behold! I see among the rest,
To Him that sits upon the throne.
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| 217 Jerusalem | The narrow way till Him I view.
To the new Jerusalem, so fare you well,
The way the holy prophets went;
The road that leads from banishment;
The King's highway of holiness,
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| 218t Cookham | Now begin the heav'nly theme;
Ye who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face,
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| 218b Harmony | Be the living God my friend,
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| 219 Rapture (First) | The grace appeared so great.
The world beheld the glor'ous change,
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| 220 Over the Sea | Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
They daily are bowing the knee;
For that is the way they've been taught, you know,
Those millions just over the sea.
Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
Japan and dark China repeat the call,
The islands re-echo the plea;
Those millions just over the sea.
Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
Then rush to the rescue, lest heathen blood
To give an account of the love we showed
Those millions just over the sea.
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| 221t Pleyel's Hymn | 'Midst the springing grass prepare.
To the streams that still and slow,
Through the verdant meadows flow.
Safe the dreary vale I tread,
By the shades of death o'erspread;
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| 221b Poor, Weak, and Worthless | Jesus, the Saviour, is His name
Enthroned with Him above the skies
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| 222t Praise | Praise the Lord, His glory bless;
Praise Him as the theme inspires;
Let the trumpet's lofty sound
Spread the loudest notes around;
Let the harp unite in praise,
With the sacred minstrel's lays.
Let the organ join to bless
God, the Lord our righteousness;
Tune your voice to spread the fame
Of the great Jehovah's name.
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| 223 Hallelujah! Praise The Lord | In the floods of tribulation,
While the billows o'er me roll,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.
In the sacred page recorded,
Thus the word securely stands,
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| 224b Hark My Soul | Hark my soul it is the Lord;
Cease towards the child she bare?
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
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| 225t Kenan | Softly fades the twilight ray
Of the holy Sabbath day;
When the Christian's course is run.
Soon for us the light of day
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| 225b Martin | While the raging billows roll,
While the tempest still is high:
Till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
With the shadow of Thy wing.
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| 226t Rock of Ages | Let the water and the blood,
Be of sin the double cure;
Not the labor of my hands
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| 226b Haws | From the cross uplifted high,
Where the Saviour deigns to die,
Sprinkled now with blood the throne,
Justice owns the ransom paid
“Bow the knee and kiss the Son
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| 227 Majestic Rays | The Lord Jehovah reigns,
The world securely stands;
Before the starry sky.
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| 229 Tranquility | Dwell the raptured saints above;
Oft the big unbidden tear,
Stealing down the furrowed cheek,
Mid the chorus of the skies,
Mid th'angelic lyres above,
Lulled to rest the aching head,
Soothed the anguish of the mind!
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| 230t Eltham | Hasten Lord, the glor'ous time,
Shall the gospel call obey.
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| 230b Amboy | Wake the song of jubilee,
Let it echo o'er the sea!
Now is come the promised hour;
Mortals, join the host above,
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| 231 Indian's Farewell | Though the deep between us rolls,
When around the youthful pine
Long may the loved bow'r remain,
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| 232t Heavenly Armor | And trials on the way,
Gird on the heav'nly armor
And when the combat's ended,
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| 232b Olean | Why do I fear the darkest hour,
Or tremble at the tempest's pow'r?
Though hot the fight, why quit the field?
Though all the flocks and herds were dead,
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| 233 Believer and His Soul | Speak and let the worst be known;
O, I sink beneath the load
Captived by the devil.
Restless as the troubled seas,
In the gloomy garden;
See him stretched upon the wood,
Suff'ring all the wrath of God,
This the scriptures witness;
He that bought you on the cross
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| 234 The Singing Christian | The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises
He grants the soul again
The theme of God's salvation,
Let the unknown tomorrow
Who gives the lilies clothing
Beneath the spreading heavens
And He who feeds the ravens,
Though all the fields should wither,
Yet God, the same abiding
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| 235 Faithful Soldier | And from the flowing fountain
And trials on the way,
Gird on the gospel armor
And when the combat's ended,
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| 236t Pacolet | Who never knew the Lord?
Can all the worldling's treasure
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| 236b Complainer | I am a great complainer that bears the name of Christ;
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| 237 Remember Thy Creator | While yet the sun shines o'er thee,
While stars the darkness cheer,
The spirit shall appear,
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| 238 Child's Wish | And with the angels stand,
I'll make the sweetest music,
To bear me to the sky.
And with the angels stand,
I'll join the heav'nly music,
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| 239t Soft Music | Sweet, sweet lingers the strain,
Waking the echoes again:
Waking the echoes again.
Joy, joy bright as the day;
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| 239b I Want to Be an Angel | And with the angels stand,
I'll make the sweetest music,
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| 240 Morning Light | The morning light is breaking,
The darkness disappears;
The sons of earth are waking,
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Before the God we love,
The Gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing
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| 241 Closer Walk with God | A light to shine upon the road,
That leads me to the Lamb!
To the new Jerusalem.
Where is the blessedness I knew,
When first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul's refreshing view
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| 242 Come, Ye Disconsolate | Come at the mercy seat fervently kneel;
Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying,
Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy saying,
Oh, to the Saviour come, He will receive you,
Come, ere the lamp of life ceases its burning,
Here see the Bread of Life, see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above;
Come to the feast prepared come ever knowing
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| 243 Zion's Light | The glor'ous light of Zion
Unto the gospel sound:
To see the saints in glory,
And the angels stand inviting,
The angels stand inviting,
The standard of King Jesus
The suff'ring, bleeding Saviour,
To set the guilty free;
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| 244t Mutual Love | And from the flowing fountain
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| 244b The Christian's Conflicts | See how the wicked kingdom
But march on in the way;
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| 245 Bozrah | Lo! the conqu'ring Lord behold;
Let the King of glory in.”
Hark! th'angelic host inquire,
“Who is He th'almighty King?”
Hark again! the answ'ring choir
He who hath the vict'ry won;
Jesus, the incarnate word;
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| 246 The Good Physician | And snatched me from the grave,
The worst of all diseases
The least relief can find.
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| 247 Oh! How Charming | And from the flowing fountain
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| 248 Twilight is Falling | Twilight is stealing over the sea,
Shadows are falling dark on the lea;
Borne on the night winds, voices of yore,
Come from the far off shore.
Far away beyond the starlit skies,
Where the lovelight never, never dies;
Voices of loved ones! songs of the past,
Come in the twilight, come, come to me,
Bringing some message over the sea;
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| 249 Green Fields | How tedious and tasteless the hours,
The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay,
His name yields the richest perfume,
My summer would last all the year.
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| 250t Realms of the Blest | We speak of the realms of the blest,
The robes which the glorified wear,
The church of the first-born above,
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| 250b Disciple | Let the world despise and leave me,
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| 252 The Sufferings of Christ | He suffered the torments of hell,
Appeasing the wrath of a God,
He shed forth His blood as the cost.
His spirit 'most sank with the load:
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| 253 Is It Far? | Where the loved ones long before have gone?
Where the angels sing around the throne?
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| 254t Bartimeus | Thus the blind Bartimeus prayed
But be called the louder still;
Till the gracious Saviour bid him,
Let mine eyes behold the day;”
Followed Jesus by the way.
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| 254b Talmar | O'er the grave of those you love;
Enter not the world above.
Round the happy Christian's head.
From the hand of God most high,
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| 255 Watchman (Second) | Watchman, tell me does the morning
Have the signs that mark His coming
Light is breaking in the skies;
Watchman, see, the light is beaming,
Brighter still upon the way;
Signs through all the earth are gleaming,
Omens of the coming day.
Then the jubal trumpet sounding,
All the saints of earth now sleeping,
See the pearly gates fly open,
All the heav'nly arches ringing,
With the praise of God their King.
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| 256t Pleading Savior | Sinners, bless'd to see the Saviour,
Now the Saviour stands a-pleading
At the sinner's bolted heart;
Lo, th'incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood;
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| 256b Sacred Rest | Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
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| 257 Jubilee | Hark! the Jubilee is sounding
O the joyful news is come!
To the meek and lowly Lamb,
Christ, the Lord is come to reign.
Now the Saviour is beginning
Christ the Lord is come to reign.
Come and follow Christ the Way;
Yet the Lord invites again.
Christ the Lord is come to reign.
Looking unto Christ the Lord,
Christ the Lord is come to reign.
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| 258 Thorny Desert | Dark and thorny is the desert,
Lie the fields of endless day.
Fiends, loud howling Through the desert,
And the fiery darts of Satan
Of the troubles of the way?
And the wine-press trod alone.
He who bids the planets roll;
He who rides upon the tempest,
And whose sceptre sways the whole.
Till you reach the heav'nly land.
In the fields of endless rest,
Where the ransomed dwell on high?
Where the golden harps for ever
Sound redemption Through the sky.
Fly across the heav'nly plain;
Makes the heav'nly arches ring;
Which the angels cannot sing.
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| 259t Crumly | While I gaze upon the Lamb.
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| 259b Olney | Praise the mount oh, fix me on it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
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| 260t Bavaria | Let the world despise and leave me,
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| 261t Come Thou Fount | Praise the mount, I'm fixed upon it,
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| 261b Alone | In the silent tomb Father sleeps.
In the silent tomb mother sleeps.
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| 262 Collins | Come ye to the waters:
That awful God who made the soul,
And all the world around you,
The cross of Christ you have to bear,
From the good Lord of heaven.
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| 263 Autumn | Through the changes Thou'st decreed us,
In the hour of pain and anguish,
In the hour when death draws near,
We awake among the blest.
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| 264 Harwell | Sound the note of praise above,
Jesus reigns the God of love:
Jesus rules the world alone.
Bring, oh bring the glor'ous day
When, the awful summons hearing,
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| 265 Mourner's Lamentation | One of the condemned number;
The thunder roars from Sinai's mount
Fearing the day of grace is past,
Show pity Lord, and hear the cry
I lived, I died, laid in the grave,
To save you from the judgement;”
To see Him bleeding on the tree,
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| 266 Chrystler's Field | The trumpet calls on Zion's walls;
Arise and pray; we'll win the day,
The voice of prayer makes sinners stare
His precious name lights up the flame
The sweetest joys our pow'r employ,
To see the cause advancing
If souls are born, we bear the scorn;
Let sinners tell the story –
For Jesus' name we'll bear the blame,
And give Him all the glory.
And save the wicked nation:
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| 267 Louisiana | And bear the greatest trial.
The spirit like a little dove
The emblem was intended.
The title of the little Lamb
The Lord of earth and heaven
Can rule the whole creation:
A little stone the earth shall fill,
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| 268 Come Ye to the Waters | Our Jesus came into the world,
Come ye to the waters;
From the high court of heaven.
'Tis streaming from the Saviour's side,
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| 269t Restoration | Thus the blind Bartimeus prayed:
But he called the louder still,
Till the gracious Saviour bid him,
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| 270 Lena | See the Lord of glory dying!
See the rocks and mountains shaking,
Nature's groans awake the dead;
While the peals of legal thunder
Smite the blest Redeemer's head.
Chanting to the tuneful regions,
Cease to thrill the quiv'ring string;
Till the mighty war is ended
By the all victor'ous King.
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| 271 The Mouldering Vine (First) | Dead perhaps laid in the tomb!
Calls to mind “the mould'ring vine.”
While the annual frosts are cropping
Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
Death will break the sullen gloom,
Shall be borne beyond the tomb.
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| 272 Felicity | Christ shall guide me through the gloom;
Rise, and cross the swelling tide.
Bright the glory on my brow;
See the happy spirits waiting
On the banks beyond the stream,
Troops resplendent fill the skies;
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| 273 Sing His Praise | By faith we mount the upper skies,
And sing His praises all the while,
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| 274 Mother Tell Me of the Angels | Mother tell me of the angels,
In the glor'ous spirit land.
Soon will bear us to the shore,
Where the wicked cease from troubling,
O'er the bounding billows foam;
In the angels' heav'nly home.
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| 275 Missionary's Farewell | From the scenes I loved so well!
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| 276 Worlds Beyond the Sky | To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
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| 277 Sweet Affliction | In the flood of tribulation,
While the billows o'er me roll,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.
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| 278 God Holds the Future | God holds the future in His hand.
God holds the future in His hand.
They will not in the judgement stand;
What profit is it to the soul?
God holds the future in His hand.
God holds the future in His hand.
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| 280 Zion | On the mountain's top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands,
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| 281t Am I Born to Die? | Waked by the trumpet's sound,
And see the judge with glory crowned,
And see the flaming skies.
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| 281b Palmetto | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
From the sinner's dying Friend.
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| 282 Friendship | There may the sons of sorrow find
Poor are the joys that fools esteem,
Wounding the body and the mind;
Riches forever on the wing,
Short is the triumph wit bestows,
Just as the fuel feeds the fire –
Happy the man that hath a friend
Formed by the God of nature;
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| 283 Willowby | Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim;
While in the heav'nly work we join,
And still the pleasing task pursue,
The secret pride, the subtle sin,
To spread the honors of the Lamb,
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| 284 Don't Grieve Your Mother | In from the nightfall, into their home.
Down at the dram shop, sapping her joy,
Yet she has wandered far from the fold;
Well I remember, how sad the day,
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| 285 Farewell Brother | Sad we gave thee to the number
From the shad'wy land we dread;
Those that live among the dead.
From the glor'ous land of souls;
Lo! the folding shades are gone;
Brother, wake, the night is waning
Enter thou the rest remaining
For the people of the Lord.
With the tones of earthly love.
Wait thee in the realms above.
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| 286 Ganges | “The sinner must be born again,”
Which way to shun the gates of hell,
“The sinner must be born again,”
When to the law I trembling fled,
“The sinner must be born again,”
“The sinner must be born again,”
Or feel the wrath of God.
The saints I heard with rapture tell
And broke the fowler's snare;
“The sinner must be born again,”
The sinner, by His justice slain,
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| 287 Indian Convert | In de dark woods, no Ind'an nigh,
De preacher tell me so.
God hear poor Ind'an in de wood;
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| 288 Morris | He gave His soul up to the stroke,
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| 289 Happy Land | And bright above the sun
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| 290 Amity | To hear the people cry,
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
He bids the saints be glad,
He makes the sinners sad
To bless the soul of ev'ry guest!
The man who seeks thy peace,
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| 291 Warrenton | I am bound for the kingdom
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.
Praise the mount, O fix me on it,
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| 292 Grief of Love | I hope the prize to gain.
It is the grief of love.
And walk the narrow road,
Hold to the hand of Jesus,
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| 293 Lenox | Blow ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound!
Let all the nations know,
The year of Jubilee is come,
Exalt the Lamb of God,
The sin atoning Lamb,
Through all the world proclaim:
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| 294 Carmarthen | Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
The God of truth and love
The keys of death and hell
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| 295 Redeemer's Praise | The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace.
To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of Thy name.
Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
'Tis music in the sinner's ears;
He breaks the pow'r of cancelled sin,
He sets the pris'ner free;
His blood can make the foulest clean,
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| 296 He's Holding My Hand | Christ walks beside me all the way,
Into the sorrow land;
I've left the broad and downward track,
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| 297 Lucas | Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear:
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay:
The arrow is flown,
The moment is gone,
The millennial year
Oh that each in the day
I have finished the work which Thou gav'st me to do,”
May receive the glad word,
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| 298 My Shepherd Guides | The Lord my precious Shepherd is,
Beside the waters still,
Though I walk through the valley dark,
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| 299 Green Meadows | Through all the world below,
The growing of the corn,
The lily and the thorn,
The pleasant and forlorn,
The mist below the skies,
Hides the sun.
Then down the rain doth pour,
The ocean it doth roar,
And dash against the shore,
The sun, to my surprise,
The comets in their blaze
The shining of the stars,
The moon as it appears,
The shades in silence prove
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| 300 Desire | Saviour, the world's and mine,
What the length, and breadth, and height,
What the depth of love like Thine!
Filled with all the deity,
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| 301 John Street | The wat'ry deep I pass,
And through the howling wilderness
The goodly land I see,
There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world of sin
The Prince of peace;
And glor'ous with the saints in light,
With all the fruits of Paradise,
Before the great Three-One
And tell the wonders He hath done
The list'ning spheres attend,
And swell the growing fame,
The wondrous name.
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| 302 Olivers | The God who reigns on high,
The great archangels sing,
Who was and is the same,
Before the Saviour's face
The ransomed nations bow;
And sound thro' all the worlds above,
The slaughtered Lamb.
The whole triumphant host
I join the heav'nly lays,
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| 303 The Unclouded Day | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies,
O the land of cloudless day,
O the land of an unclouded sky;
Where the tree of life in eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance through the unclouded day.
O the land of cloudless day,
O the land of an unclouded sky;
O they tell me of my friends by the tree of life,
O they tell me of the King in His beauty there,
Where He sits on the throne that is white as snow,
O they tell me of the King on His snow-white throne,
O the smiles of His love-beaming eye;
O the King in His beauty invites me there,
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| 304 Blue Vale of Naucoochee | The wat'ry deep I pass,
And through the howling wilderness
The goodly land I see,
There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world of sin,
The Prince of peace;
And glor'ous with the saints in light,
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| 305 The Weary Soldier | In the service of the Lord;
With the battle and the strife
Hoping when the warfare's over
The my troubles will be o'er;
When for me the trumpet soundeth,
When I've fought the last food fight;
When I near the homeland portals
May I see the harbor light.
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| 306 Middlebury | Come away to the skies,
And rejoice in the day thou was born:
The redeemed of the Lord
Let us spend all the days,
To the honor and glory of God.
For the glory we were
Both the nature and kingdom divine;
The design of that love
Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb.
With the heavenly choirs,
To the Lamb that was slain,
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| 307 True Happiness | The sweet comfort and peace
When the favor divine,
I first found in the blood of the Lamb;
The Redeemer to know,
And the angels could do nothing more;
And the story repeat,
And the Saviour of sinners adore.
Jesus all the day long,
On the wings of His love,
I then rode in the sky,
And the world was put under my feet.
On the rapturous Height
Which I felt in the life-giving blood,
Overwhelmed with the fullness of God.
Gathered into the fold,
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| 308 The Happy Time | The comfort of my heart,
Since I have met the saints once more,
We long to see the King,
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| 309 Singing School | While the morning's fair and cool,
Amid the shady grove;
To join with the angels,
Adore the God of love.
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| 310t Our Journey Home | We shall see the light appear, by and by, when He comes,
We shall see the light appear, when He comes.
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| 310b Weary Sinner | On th'atoning Sacrifice.
View Him bleeding on the tree,
There the dreadful curse He bore:
Now by faith the Son embrace
“Soon the days of life shall end;
To the realms of endless day,
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| 311 Elysian | All th'ecstatic joys that spring
Round the bright Elysian.
Ope the gates of Paradise.
All the music of His name,
Heaven echoing the theme.
Sing the great salvation;
Hark the thrilling symphonies
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| 312 Penitence | The humble contrite heart:
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| 313 Bruce's Address | Soldiers of the cross, arise,
Lo, your Captain from the skies,
Holding forth the glitt'ring prize,
Fear not, though the battle low'r,
Firmly stand the trying hour,
Stand the tempter's utmost pow'r,
Who the cross of Christ would yield?
Who would leave the battlefield?
Who will join the faithful band?
Let him face the foe.
By the mercies of our God,
Ne'er give up the strife:
Ever to the latest breath,
Take the crown of life.”
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| 314 The Christian | I long to see the hour
The pleasing time is hast'ning,
Shall bear me to the Lord there
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| 315 David's Victory | Let your triumphs fill the air,
We the living Lord adore.
Who fears the Lord of glory need not fear
The brazen armor or the golden spear.
See the routed squadrons fly:
Hark! their clamors rend the sky;
Blood and carnage stain the field –
See the vanquished nations yield.
Dismay and terror fill th'affrighted land,
While conqu'ring David routs the trembling band.
Lo! upon the tented field,
Lo! upon the sanguine plain,
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| 317 The Christian Soldier | Dream not that the way is smooth,
Hope not that the thorns are roses;
Where the sunny beam reposes,
Spreads the world her downy pillow;
On the rock thy couch must be,
While around thee chafes the billow:
Sleep as on the battlefield,
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| 318 The Martial Trumpet | Brethren, don't you hear the sound?
The martial trumpet now is blowing,
And Soldiers to the standard flowing.
And felt the hand of dire oppression,
Sick and sore, the blind and lame,
The maladies of all are healed:
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| 319 Weary Pilgrim | The weary pilgrim's consolation;
The earnest of complete salvation:
The fullness of His pow'r I prove,
The sweetness of redeeming love;
Jesus is the pilgrim's portion,
Love as boundless as the ocean.
When the world or flesh would rise,
The world and flesh in vain may rise,
In the world I've tribulation,
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| 320 Longing for the Day | The spirit of God abides in me;
My wonderful home beyond the blue.
I long for the day, the wonderful day,
We must keep on pressing the battle here,
We know the sweet day is very near;
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| 321 Hear and Save | Of mankind the life and light,
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| 322 Among that Band | The farther on I go,
The brighter grows my hope of endless rest;
To point the way to those who are oppressed.
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| 323 Holy Manna | And adore the Lord our God,
While we try to preach the Word?
All is vain unless the Spirit
Of the Holy One comes down,
Trembling on the brink of woe;
Will you help the trembling mourners,
Tell them all about the Saviour,
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| 324 Fair Fields of Eden | Loudly swell the heav'nly chorus,
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| 325t Will You Go? | The days and years go hast'ning by,
The day must come when all will die,
The gospel ship is set to sail,
'Tis fit to stand the mighty gale;
To sing the Saviour's dying love –
And millions more are on the road –
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| 325b Jesus Died For Me | Whene'er I cross the stream of death,
I'll be happy with the blest,
And Jesus Christ, the Son of God,
O, glory to the Lamb of God.
To the home prepared for me.
I will join the happy throng,
O, let us sing and praise the Lord,
For the gift of His dear Son.
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| 326 Royal Proclamation | Hear the royal proclamation,
The glad tidings of salvation,
To the ruined sons of nature:
See the royal banner flying,
Hear the heralds loudly crying,
Now is offered by the Saviour:
Offered to the whole creation,
Turn unto the Lord most holy,
Shun the paths of vice and folly;
Streaming from the holy mountain,
Shout the great Messiah's praises,
To the bounds of the creation,
Shout the praise of Judah's Lion,
The almighty King of Zion,
To the Prince of your salvation,
Angels shout the pleasing story,
Through the brighter worlds of glory,
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| 327 The Christian's Hope | Unto the raptured eye.
The storm of life will soon be o'er,
And I shall find the peaceful shore
Beyond the reach of Satan's pow'r,
My soul anticipates the day,
I'll joyfully the call obey,
And taste the fullness of His grace,
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| 328 Mercy's Free | It plants my soul beneath the sun,
This will torment the sinner most,
Swell, swell, O swell the heav'nly chorus,
The devil's kingdom falls before us,
Sinners, repent, inquire the road
And through the vale of death shall bear us,
And cross the raging billows foam,
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| 329 Redeeming Grace | Far as the east from west is parted,
By faith I view the heav'nly concert,
The holy saints at God's right hand,
Shout as they reach the promised land.
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| 330 Fulfillment | See how the scriptures are fulfilling,
The time the prophets were foretelling,
The gospel trumpets now are blowing
Yet Christians sing, and shout the louder,
All glory, glory to the Lord.
We warn you in the name of Jesus,
The awful Judge of quick and dead,
The bond, the free, the rich the poor,
These are the days of visitation,
The Lord will come, all clothed in thunder,
And cast them with the damned below.
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| 331 A Home in Heaven | As the poor man toils in his weary lot:
A home in heav'n! as the suff'rer lies
From the blessed thought of his home in Heav'n –
From the blessed thought of his home in Heav'n.
And our wealth and fame in the dust are laid,
From the blessed thought of his home in Heav'n.
A home in heav'n! when the faint heart bleeds,
By the Spirit stroke, for its evil deeds.
Does the hope inspire of its home in Heav'n –
From the blessed thought of his home in Heav'n.
To the cheerless gloom of the mould'ring dead.
We wait in hope on the promise giv'n,
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| 332 Babylonian Captivity | Along the banks where Babel's current flows,
Her friends, her children mingled with the dead.
The tuneless harp that once with joy we strung,
When praise employed, and mirth inspired the day,
In mournful silence on the willows hung
And growing grief prolonged the tedious day.
The barb'rous tyrants, to increase our woe,
While they blaspheme the great Jehovah's name.
If e'er my mem'ry lose the lovely name,
Yet shall the Lord, who hears when Zion calls,
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| 333 Night is Coming | Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the morning hours,
Work while the dew is sparkling,
Work when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glor'ous sun;
Work for the night is coming,
Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the sunny noon,
Work for the night is coming,
Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies;
For the daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Work, while the night is dark'ning,
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| 334 Jordan's Stormy Wave | The Lord, a home, to Israel gave;
The Lord was with them all the way,
To show the way and give them light;
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| 335 When I am Gone | Smile when the slow tolling bell you shall hear,
Think of the crown all the ransomed shall wear,
Sing to the Lamb who on earth once was slain,
Sing to the Lamb who in heaven doth reign,
Sing till the earth shall be filled with His name,
Praise ye the Lord that I'm freed from all care,
Pray ye the Lord that my joys you shall share,
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| 336t Sweet Harmony | The time for such trifles
As at the beginning,
The praise shall be Thine;
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| 336b Probation | The pomp of that tremendous day,
And to the end endure.
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| 337 To Die No More | The narrow way till Him I view.
The way the holy prophets went,
The road that leads from banishment,
The King's highway of holiness,
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| 338t How Firm a Foundation | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,
The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design
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| 338b Davis | My comfort by day and my song in the night,
To feed on the pastures of love?
For why in the valley of death should I weep,
Alone in the wilderness rove?
Or cry in the desert for bread?
And smile at the tears I have shed.
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| 339 Samanthra | His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet,
Is heard through the shadows of death;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at His feet,
The air is perfumed with His breath.
His lips as the fountain of righteousness flow,
That waters the garden of grace;
From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know,
And bask in the smiles of His grace.
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
To feed on the pastures of love?
Say why in the valley of death should I weep,
Or 'lone in the wilderness rove.
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| 340 Concord | Thou Lord of the day, and thou queen of the night,
Adieu for the present, my spirit ascends
The summit of bliss I shall speedily gain,
The height of perfection ascend.
I joyfully quit for the mansions of God,
And Thou the blest volume divine,
The sun that illumines the regions of light,
But O how transcendently glor'ous the sight,
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| 341 The Lone Pilgrim | Then turn to the Saviour, His love's all divine,
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay,
And pensively stood by the tomb,
The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar,
The tears are all wiped from my eyes.
The cause of my Master compelled me from home,
I met the contagion and sank to the tomb,
The same hand that led me through scenes most severe,
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| 342 Blest Morn | Hail the blest morn, see the great Mediator,
Down from the regions of glory descend;
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo for His guard, the bright angels attend;
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
Star in the East the horizon adorning,
Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;
Low lies His bed with the beasts of the stall.
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the poor.
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| 343 Tell the Story | I love to tell the story
I love to tell the story,
I love to tell the story,
To tell the good old story
I love to tell the story;
Than all the golden fancies
I love to tell the story;
And so that is the reason
I love to tell the story,
I love to tell the story,
The message of salvation
I love to tell the story,
To hear it like the rest.
I sing the new, new song,
'Twill be the good old story
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| 344 Morality | O let not the phantom our wishes engage,
The vain and the young attend us awhile,
For virtue and wisdom can warm the cold scene,
And when I the burden of life shall have borne,
And death with his sickle shall cut the ripe corn.
I'll bless the kind summons, and lie down and die.
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| 345 The Shepherd's Star | Hail the blest morn, see the great Mediator
Down from the regions of glory descend;
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo, for His guard the bright angels attend.
Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;
Low lies His bed with the beasts of the stall,
Gems from the mountains and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest and gold from the mine.
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Flowing afresh from the fountain of life.
He is our friend in the midst of temptation,
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| 346 Star in the East | Hail the blest morn, see the great Mediator,
Down from the regions of glory descend!
Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger,
Lo! for His guard the bright angels attend.
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning
Star in the east, the horizon adorning,
Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining;
Low lies His bed with the beasts of the stall.
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| 347 Portuguese Hymn | To Bethlehem haste, the Lord of life to meet;
Now is the Word made flesh and dwells among us:
And let the celestial courts His praise repeat;
Unto our God be glory in the highest;
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| 348 We've a Mansion in Heaven | The kingdom of promise, the saints happy home.
We've a mansion in heaven, the saints happy home.
Compared to the glory revealed to us there,
On th'sweet banks of Canaan, so blooming and fair.
From the city celestial, the land of delight.
And bear thee away to the saints happy home.
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| 349 Redemption (First) | There upon the cross of Calvary
And upon the clouds of glory ride safe
When He paid the debt we could not pay
And triumph'd o'er the grave.
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| 350 The Rock | From the ends of the earth unto Thee will I cry,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
Seeks to drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,
I will pray to the Saviour who kindly did die,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
From the swellings of Jordan to Thee will I cry,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than I.
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| 351 Sweet Home | To find at the banquet of mercy there's room,
And feel in the presence of Jesus at home.
Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace!
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| 352 My Home on High | My Lord will be the one to bid me welcome there,
To abide with all the good and true;
The Lord will say come all ye faithful ones and share,
In the mansion that is built for you.
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| 353 Bower of Prayer | Dear bow'r where the pine and the poplar have spread,
How oft have I knelt on the evergreen there,
The early shrill notes of the loved nightingale
To call me to duty, while birds of the air
How sweet were the zephyrs perfumed by the pine,
The ivy, the balsam, the wild eglantine;
The joys I have tasted in answer to prayer,
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| 354 Summer | Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way;
The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here,
I would not live alway; no! – welcome the tomb,
Then to hail Him in triumph descending the skies.
Where rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains,
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns.
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.
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| 355 Homeward Bound | Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide,
Far from the safe quiet harbor we've rode,
Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars,
Look, yonder lie the bright heavenly shores,
Steady, O pilot, stand firm at the wheel;
Steady, we soon shall outweather the gale,
Oh how we fly 'neath the loud creaking sail,
We'll tell the world as we journey along,
Try to persuade them to enter the throng,
Journey with us to the mansions of rest,
Into the harbor of heav'n we now glide,
We stand secure on the glorified shore;
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| 356 Morning Song | Away with your slumbers, the bright morning skies
Proclaim the glad sun is now ready to rise;
The birds are now singing and this is their song,
Oh, who can be sad, when the dewdrops so bright
Are sparkling with pleasure to welcome the light;
The willows bend low, with their leaves to the ground,
The sun looks with smiles on the loving and bright,
And sing of the care of a Father divine.
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| 357 The Trumpet | The char'ot! the char'ot! its wheels roll in fire,
As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of His ire!
And the heav'ns with the burden of Godhead are bowed.
The glory! the glory! around Him are poured,
Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord;
And the glorified saints and the martyrs are there,
And there all who the palm-wreaths of victory wear.
The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard,
Lo! the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred,
From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north,
And the vast generations of man are come forth.
The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are all set,
Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are met;
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord,
And the doom of eternity hangs on His word.
When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driv'n,
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| 358 O Come, Come Away | O come, come away! the Sabbath morn is passing;
Let's hasten to the Sabbath school; O come, come away!
The Sabbath bells are ringing clear,
The Sabbath school shall be my choice: O come, come away!
How dear to hear the plaintive strain,
'Tis there I may learn the ways of heav'nly wisdom,
The flow'ry paths of peace to tread,
I there hear the voice in heav'nly accents speaking,
With joy I accept the gracious invitation;
Shall, on the wings of angels fly
To mansions in the sky: O come, come away!
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| 359 Wondrous Love | That caused the Lord of bliss,
Ye winged seraphs fly, bear the news,
Like comets through the sky,
Fill vast eternity with the news.
Ye friends of Zion's King, join the praise,
To God, and to the Lamb, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb,
While millions join the theme, I will sing.
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| 360 The Saints Bound for Heaven | Hail the glor'ous jubilee,
And vast glory crown the day, by and by.
While the fiery pillar moves, we'll go on.
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| 361 Solemn Thought | Who hate the way of truth,
The God that built the sky, great I AM,
The God that built the sky,
Unto the Saviour flee, for your life;
Unto the Saviour flee,
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| 362 Shining Light | A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb.
I hate the sins that made Thee mourn,
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| 363 The Christian Warfare | And on in the way of obed'ence to move.
I'm called to contend with the powers of darkness,
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| 364 Redemption (Second) | To think of my soul, and the state I was in;
The devil perceived that I was convinced,
He died for poor sinners, when nailed to the tree.
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| 365 The Indian's Petition | Let me go to my home in the far distant West,
To the scenes of my childhood in innocence blest,
Where the tall cedars wave, and the bright waters flow,
Let me go to the spot where the cataracts play,
At the sight of her child, let me go, let me go,
At the sight of her child, oh! there let me go.
I have sported so oft in the noon of my pride,
And exulted to conquer the insolent foe;
To my father, the chief, let me go, let me go,
To my father, the chief, oh! there let me go.
Who hath taught me to love 'neath the green willow's shade;
And whose heart like the fawn is as pure as the snow;
To the bosom I love, let me go, let me go,
To the bosom I love, oh! there let me go.
'Neath the grove of the glen let my ashes lie low,
To my home in the woods let me go, let me go,
To my home in the woods, oh! there let me go.
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| 366 Millennium (First) | The time is soon coming, by the prophets foretold,
When Zion in purity the world shall behold.
When Jesus' pure testimony will gain the day,
And who are in Babylon the saints then we'll see,
The time of division then will be fully known
Between the Lord's pure kingdom and defiled Babylon.
Led on by the Comforter, what sweets will be found,
What beauty the churches will put on in His sight,
The watchmen will then lift up their voices as one,
The spirit's pure testimony preach up the cross:
The mysteries of Babylon will suffer the loss.
They hope to obstruct the light from shining, I think.
The pure word of God will conquer all who oppose;
The church stands in purity, in peace and in love,
As soon as the churches are redeemed from all sin;
The day of the Millennium will surely begin.
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| 367 David's Lamentation | David the King was grieved and moved,
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| 368t Brush Creek | He sheds the beams of light divine
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| 368b Sweetest Pleasure | Be the living God my friend,
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| 369 Easter Anthem | The Lord is ris'n indeed! Hallelujah!
Now is Christ risen from the dead, and become the first fruits of them that slept.
He rose, He burst the bars of death,
And triumphed o'er the grave.
Then first humanity triumphant passed the crystal ports of light,
Thine all the glory,
Man's the boundless bliss.
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| 372 I Won't Turn Back | He will guide though the way gets steep;
He will lead me over the deep.
Sometimes the way seems thorny, and the road gets rocky,
The Lord has been so great as I travel
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| 374 Heavenly Vision | stood before the Lamb, and they had palms in their hands,
And I heard a mighty angel flying through the midst of heav'n, crying with a loud voice:
Be unto the earth, by reason of the trumpet which is yet to sound.
And when the last trumpet sounded,
the great men and nobles, rich men and poor, bond and free,
and cried to the rocks and mountains to fall upon them,
And hide them from the face of Him that sitteth on the throne.
For the great day of His wrath is come, and who shall be able to stand?
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| 378 Mount Hope | Woods, rocks and valleys echo back the sound.
Pities the plaint of woe,
Subdues th'infernal foe.
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| 380 Christian Song | The regions of pleasure and love,
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| 382 How Sweet the Sound | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me!
the hour I first believed.
bright shining as the sun;
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| 383 Azmon | With pitying eyes the Prince of Peace
Down from the shining seats above
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
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| 384 Lord I'm Depending on You | I hope to be there through the ages fair to sing with that band.
Now let us sing praise to the King,
All the day long, praise Him in song,
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| 385 Sweet Heaven | King Jesus, He is the Light.
Sweet home of the happy and free;
How I'd like to sit down at the Master's feet;
The gates are richly set with pearls,
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| 386 Spartanburg | Transported with the view, I'm lost
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
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| 387 Stay, Sinner | Stay, sinner, stay; the night comes on,
The Holy Spirit strives no more,
Stay, sinner, stay; the Father's call
Stay, sinner, stay, the Spirit cries,
Awake and from the dead arise;
And at the cross repenting bow.
Will end in mourning at the last,
Oh, come and taste the joys of heav'n.
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| 388 Anchor | Faith is the Christian's prop,
It is the substance of his hope,
It is the anchor of his soul
Faith is the polar star
That guides the Christian's way,
It points the course where'er he roam,
And safely leads the pilgrim home.
Faith is the rainbow's form
Hung on the brow of heav'n,
The glory of the passing storm,
The pledge of mercy giv'n;
It is the bright, triumphal arch,
Through which the saints to glory march.
The faith that works by love,
And purifies the heart,
A foretaste of the joys above
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| 389 Crown of Victory | To drain the cup of woe,
And wear the form of frail mortality,
Beloved of the Father, Thou didst tread;
Shrink from the narrow way,
Be with us Through the strife;
Beam like a bow of promise, Through the cloud.
E'en Through the awful gloom
Which hovers o'er the tomb,
The shad'wy way to tread,
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| 390 Crown of Light | Demanding life, impatient for the skies.
Walk in the light and in thy temple bend;
The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,
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| 391 Glad Tidings | Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,
The theme most sublime of the angels above;
They dwell with delight on the sound of His name,
O give Him the glory and praise that are meet,
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies.
Behold to what honors the Saviour is raised,
He sits on the throne, and He rules over all;
They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;
The claims of His mercy will ever remain,
Transcending the anthems in glory above.
Then let us unite in the song of the skies,
And trusting His mercy sing “Worthy the Lamb.”
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| 392 Imandra | I dreamt I was out, to the east cast mine eye,
The atmosphere calm and serene was the sky;
So calm, still and awful, tremendous the sight;
I thought the last judgement was dawning to light.
A pillar of cloud in the east did appear,
A throne in the midst on which Jesus sat fair,
Who coming along the ether'al bright plain
And soaring aloft till the midst He did gain.
The next I heard Jesus say “Come you up here;”
Then all the blest nations arose without fear,
And quitting the globe with great pleasure did sing
Then, in the sweet transport, my feet left the ground
So loud was the music in o'ercame me quite.
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| 393t West Point | Before the rosy dawn of day,
Guide through the midnight air,
While high amidst the silent orbs
The silver moon rolls clear.
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| 393b China | 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
Nor should we wish the hours more slow
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And vanished all the gloom.
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| 394 Stubborn Heart | To hear the sorrows Thou hast felt
But one can yet perform the deed,
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| 395 King of Peace | Yet the question gives a plea
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| 396t Adams | Borders on the shades of death,
Rise and chase the clouds beneath.
Scatter all the night of nature,
Pour the day upon our eyes.
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| 396b Waynsville | Sing ye to the Lord alone,
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
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| 397t Hants | Lord, in the strength of grace,
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| 397b Bedan | Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door;
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| 398t St. Thomas | The Lord, the sov'reign King,
O'er all the heav'nly world He rules,
And all beneath the sky,
Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear,
The orders of your King,
Oh join the praise we sing!
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| 398b Gerar | Bless'd are the sons of peace,
Bless'd is the pious house,
Thus on the heav'nly hills
The saints are bless'd above,
And all the air is love.
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| 399t Lockport | Come, we who love the Lord,
And thus surround the throne.
The sorrows of the mind,
But children of the heav'nly King
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| 400t Christian Love | Blest be the tie that binds
The fellowship of kindred minds,
The sympathizing tear.
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| 400b Hall | How charming is the place,
Unveils the beauties of His face,
Not the fair palaces,
To which the great resort,
Here on the mercy seat,
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| 401t Tillotson | The heart of ev'ry saint,
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| 401b Euphrates | Down from the willows take,
Loud to the praise of God our Lord,
His grace shall to the end
Shall quench the spark divine.
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| 402t Olive Leaf | Behold the ark of God!
Behold the open door!
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| 402b Kelso | Far as the east is from the west,
High as the heav'ns are raised
Above the ground we tread,
So far the richness of His grace,
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| 403b Silver Street | The universal King.
He form'd the deeps unknown,
He gave the seas their bounds,
The wat'ry worlds are all His own,
And all the solid ground.
Come, bow before the Lord;
Come like the people of His choice,
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| 404t Rosalie | The Lord my shepherd is,
He leads me to the place
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| 404b Arion | Along the lonely scene,
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| 405t Honeywel | Thy sov'reign bounty is the spring,
The creature of Thy hand,
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| 405b Caution | The host of sin are pressing hard,
To draw thee from the skies.
The battle ne'er give o'er,
Ne'er think the vict'ry won,
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| 406 Luther | Down from the willows take,
Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord,
His grace shall to the end,
Shall quench the spark divine.
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| 407 Sweet Hope (Second) | 'Tis with the righteous well;
'Tis well when darkness veils the skies,
Their spirits to the skies,
To join the blest from ev'ry clime,
The great, the good, the wise.
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| 408t Shirland | Behold the morning sun
His beams through all the nations run,
But where the gospel comes,
It calls dead sinners from the tombs,
And gives the blind their sight.
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| 408b Dartmouth | Oh bless the Lord, my soul;
Oh bless the Lord, my soul;
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| 409t Little Marlborough | Lie mould'ring in the clay?
And often, from the skies,
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| 409b Newingham | The penitent desire;
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| 410t Weeping Saviour | The Son of God in tears,
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| 410b Kambia | That scarce deserves the name!
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| 411 The Trumpeters | Hark! listen to the trumpeters!
Behold the officers:
The armies now are in parade,
The great eternal Lamb,
The trumpet sounds, the armies shout,
And drive the hosts of hell;
The great Immanuel!
Th'eternal Son of God,
Beyond the swelling flood.
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| 412t Howard | Lord, hear the voice of my complaint;
Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
And with the dawning day
Let all the saints who trust in Thee,
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| 412b Colchester | “Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
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| 413t Warwick | Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear
Up to the hill where Christ is gone
The wicked shall not stand;
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| 413b Barby | “The promise of my Father's love
And seal'd the grace with blood.
I seal th'engagement to my Lord,
The light, the strength, and pard'ning grace,
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| 414 Friend | Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of Thy grace?
My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;
To see the Lord, my God.
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| 415t Nazareth | Hark, how He calls the tender lambs,
The Lord of angels came!”
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| 415b Henry | Tis by Thy strength the mountains stand,
The sea grows calm at Thy command,
Thy flow'rs adorn the spring.
The author is divine.
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| 416b Edwards | How shall the young secure their hearts,
Thy word the choicest rule imparts,
To keep the conscience clean.
When once it enters to the mind,
The meanest souls instruction find,
'Tis, like the sun, a heav'nly light,
That guides us through the day,
And through the dangers of the night,
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| 417t Heber | Come ye that love the Saviour's name,
The Sov'reign of your hearts proclaim,
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| 417b Zanesville | Again the Lord of light and life
Awakes the kindling ray,
Dispels the darkness of the night,
Triumphant from the tomb!
The pow'rs of darkness league in vain,
Ascend the lofty skies;
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| 418t Chimes | With joy we hail the sacred day
With joy the summons we obey,
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer,
And pour the choral song.
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| 419t Rockingham (First) | The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!
The honors of Thy name.
Jesus, the name that calms our fears,
'Tis music in the sinner's ears,
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| 419b Fountain | The dying thief rejoiced to see
Till all the ransom'd church of God
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| 420 Cambridge | The Lord will happiness divine
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| 421t Seymour | The dying thief, rejoic'd to see
Till all the ransom'd church of God
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| 421b Caddo | My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
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| 422t Boswell | Twas in the watches of the night
Amid the darkest hour.
I walk the heav'nly road,
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| 423t Coventry | To those bright worlds above the sky,
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| 423b Benediction | When will the mournful night be gone?
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| 424 Nightingale | The honors of my God;
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| 425t Exchange | Touch, by the power of thy word,
And melt the heart of stone.
Speak with a voice that wakes the dead,
And bid the sleeper rise,
The death that never dies.
Let us receive the word we hear,
Lay up the precious treasure there,
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| 425b Ryland | A light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!
Where is the blessedness I knew
when first I saw the Lord?
Where is the soul-refreshing view
The world can never fill.
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| 426 Tappan | There faith lifts up the tearless eye,
The heart no longer riv'n,
And views the tempest passing by,
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| 427 Naomi | The blessings of Thy grace impart,
Oh, let the hope that Thou art mine,
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| 428 Zerah | Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
Him, all the hosts of heav'n.
His name shall be the Prince of Peace,
The Wonderful, the Counsellor,
The great and mighty Lord.
The Wonderful, the Counsellor,
The mighty Lord of heav'n.
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| 429 Charming Name | The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.
I'll speak the honors of Thy name
The antidote of death.
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| 431 Dungeness | While beauty clothes the fertile vale,
And blossoms on the spray,
How sweet the vernal day!
Hark, how the feather'd warblers sing!
Soft music hails the lovely spring,
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| 432t Loftin | The earth and sea are pass'd away,
And the old rolling skies!
From the third heav'n where God resides,
The new Jerusalem comes down,
And the bright armies sing,
“Mortals, behold the sacred seat
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| 432b Fish Pond | Not from the dust affliction grows,
Not all the pains that e'er I bore,
Than what the Father please.
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| 433 New Haven | The land of rest, the saints' delight,
The heav'n prepared for me.”
We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs,
We feel the resurrection near,
And let the vessels break;
To grasp the God we seek!
Who bought the sight for me;
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| 434 Nobler Choice | Accept the wish that love inspires,
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| 435 Shenley | “Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
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| 436t Turner | Infinite day excludes the night,
Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
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| 436b It Is I | Loud roars the wind and wild the tide,
The ship her course delayed;
Who walks the waves in wondrous guise,
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| 437 The Dying Penitent | As on the cross the Saviour hung,
The penitent confessed,
Burst thro' the gloomy shades of death,
And shine above the skies.
“Amid the glories of that world,
And in the vict'ries of Thy death,
His pray'r the dying Jesus hears,
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| 438 The Mouldering Vine (Second) | Dead – perhaps laid in the tomb!
Brings to mind “the mould'ring vine.”
Whilst the annu'l frosts are cropping
Leaves and tendrils from the trees,
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| 439 Lydia | The regions of immortal light,
The beauties of the skies.
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| 440b Robinson | To those bright worlds beyond the sky,
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| 441 The Lonesome Dove | The desert all around,
Yet, in the great Redeemer's strength,
We're often like the lonesome dove,
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| 442 Lanesboro | So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
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| 443 Christmas | News from the regions of the skies
Jesus, the God whom angels fear,
And holds the King of kings.
Go, shepherds, where the infant lies,
Go, shepherds, kiss the Son.
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| 444 Broomsgrove | Oh render thanks, and bless the Lord,
Acquaint the nations with His deeds,
Make them the theme of your discourse,
That humbly seek the Lord.
Seek ye the Lord, His saving strength
The wonders that His hands have wrought,
The righteous statutes of His mouth,
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| 445 Revelation | Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims
For all the pious dead:
Sweet is the Saviour of their names,
They're present with the Lord;
The labors of their mortal life
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| 446 Damascus | The counsels of redeeming grace
The sacred leaves unfold:
And here the Saviour's lovely face
That so enrich the mind,
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| 447 Mount Pisgah | And view the promised land;
And pray for the command,
And lose my life amid the charms
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| 448t Suffield | Teach me the measure of my days,
How short the fleeting time!
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| 448b Coleshill | The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave;
We're trav'lling to the grave.
Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground,
To push us to the tomb;
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| 449 Cosmer | Increasing with the praise.
Great is the Lord, and works unknown
He bids the vapors rise,
Sweep thro' the sounding skies.
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| 450t Burford | Dark was the night, and cold the ground
On which the Lord was laid;
Go to the garden, sinner; see
The heavy load He bore for thee;
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| 450b Consolation | Once more, my soul, the rising day
To Him that rules the skies.
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav'ns on which He sits,
To turn the seasons round.
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| 451t Shepherd (First) | Dispel the shades of night;
The healing beams of light.
Converts the sorrows of the mind
And bid th'admiring world adore
The glories of Thy grace.
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| 451b Devotion (Second) | Sweet was the time when first I felt
The Saviour's pard'ning blood
Soon as the morn the light revealed,
And when the ev'ning shades prevailed,
In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord,
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| 452t Head | Oh, happy they who know the Lord,
And gilds the gloom of night.
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| 452b Hebron | Thus far the Lord has led me on,
Peace is the pillow for my head,
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| 453t De Beza | Shout to Jehovah, all the earth,
With joyfulness the Lord serve ye:
His mercy ever is the same,
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| 453b Wakefield | Come, and accept the promised rest;
The Saviour's gracious call obey,
Will all the painful load remove.
How rich the gift! how free the grace!
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| 454 Heavenly Light (or Eden) | Bright with the beams of truth divine.
Wide as the heathen nations are;
Nor shall the sacred flames expire
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| 455t New Lebanon | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast;
The invitation is to all:
Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou!
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| 455b Rockbridge | Life is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t'insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
Life is the hour that God has giv'n
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.
The living know that they must die,
But all the dead forgotten lie;
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| 456t Blenden | Great is the Lord! what tongue can frame
The Lord is dreadful in His Praise!
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| 456b Endor | And tell the wonders He hath done.
Sing how He left the worlds of light,
Deep in the shades of gloomy death,
Th'almighty Captive prisoner lay;-
Th'almighty Captive left the earth,
Th'almighty Captive left the earth,
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| 457t Ware | The God shines gracious through the man,
The glorious triumphs of their King!
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| 457b Evening Chant | How sweet the hour of closing day,
And when the sun, with cloudless ray,
Sheds mellow lustre o'er the scene!
Such is the Christian's parting hour;
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| 459t All-Saints | The man who loves religion now,
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;
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| 459b Refuge | God is the refuge of His saints,
Loud may the troubled ocean roar
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
Supplies the city of our God;
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| 460t Bohemia | High in the heav'ns, eternal God,
Wise are the wonders of Thy hands;
The whole creation is Thy charge,
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| 460b Gratitude | Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
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| 461 Lynn | Unbroken by the last of foes.
That manifests the Saviour's pow'r.
And wait the summons from on high.
Believers find the same repose.
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| 462t Lotha | Blest is the man whose tender care
Relieves the poor in their distress,
Whose pity wipes the widow's tear,
Whose hand supports the fatherless.
Blest are the men whose mercies move
From Christ, the Lord, they shall obtain
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| 462b Upton | Bless, O my soul, the living God;
Let all the pow'rs within me join
Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
Let not the wonders He hath wrought
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
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| 463 Anvern | From dust, and darkness, and the dead!
Decked in the robes of righteousness,
Thy glories shall the world confess.
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| 464 Reformation | Great is the Lord! what tongue can frame
The Lord is dreadful in His Praise!
The world's foundations by His hand
The swelling billows know their bound,
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| 465t Breaker | Nor cast the sinner quite away,
Yet O! the chief of sinners spare,
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| 465b Welton | And wander o'er the world's wide field,
With all their pow'rs, shall raise the song:
Till heav'n th'immortal notes shall hear.
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| 466 The Mercy-Seat | 'Tis found before the mercy-seat!
The oil of gladness on our heads;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
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| 467t Elparan | Improve the day that God hath blest.
As grateful incense, to the skies,
A heav'nly calm pervades the breast,
The earnest of that glorious rest
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
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| 467b Uxbridge | The heav'ns declare Thy glory, Lord;
The rolling sun, the changing light,
But the blest volume Thou has writ
Round the whole earth, and never stand;
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| 468t Mendon | Oh praise the Lord in that blest place
Praise Him for all the mighty acts
The breath to them He doth afford,
Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.
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| 468b Laurell | Awake the trumpet's lofty sound,
And to the solemn organ sing.
Attend and join the blissful choir;
Adore, and love, and praise the Lord.
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| 469 Pilesgrove | The fountain of eternal love;
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| 470 Duke Street | Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky;
More glorious, when the Lord was there,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.
Raised by His Father to the throne,
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| 471t Rockingham (Second) | Thy praise, O Lord, shall tune the lyre,
And whence the grief that fills our breast?
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| 471b Hesperia | Yet, oh, the chief of sinners spare,
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| 472t Sunset | Death is the gate of endless joy,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
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| 472b Cleaveland | Know that the Lord is God alone,
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| 473 Bartholday | Just on the brink of endless woe,
When Jesus from the realms above,
Borne on the wings of boundless love.
Scattered the shades of death and night,
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| 474 Rothwell | Praise ye the Lord, let Praise employ,
The spacious firmament around
Shall echo back the joyful sound.
Awake the trumpet's lofty sound,
And to the solemn organ sing.
Attend, and join the blissful choir;
Adore, and love, and praise the Lord.
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| 475 Portugal | And wipe away the falling tear;
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| 476t Effingham | The Lord proclaims His pow'r aloud
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood,
In gentler language, there the Lord
The counsel of His grace imparts;
Amid the raging storm, His word
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| 476b Shepherd (Second) | Where is the shadow of that rock
That from the sun defends Thy flock?
The footsteps of Thy flock I see;
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| 477 Park Street | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn,
See how the angels wing their way,
To usher in the glorious day!
Sounds from the bright celestial throng?
Come, join the angels in the sky,
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| 478t Brentford | Amid the wonders of Thy love,
But mingling joy allays the smart;
The sorrow and the joy sincere.
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| 478b Sylvan Stream | From pleasant trees that shade the brink,
The lark and linnet light to drink;
Their songs the lark and linnet raise,
On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs
The grove, the garden, and the field
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| 479 Triumph | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!
As in the ancient days appear!
The sacred annals speak Thy fame;
To endless ages still the same.
To Thee the ransomed seed shall come;
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| 480 Salineville | Up to the fields, where angels lie,
The glories of th'eternal skies;
The glories of th'eternal skies;
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| 481 Holden | The opening year Thy mercy shows;
With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
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| 482 Gray | O praise the Lord in that blest place
Praise Him for all the mighty acts
The breath to them He doth afford
Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.
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| 483 Burroughs (New) | The light of truth to us display,
Lead us to holiness, the road
Lead us to Christ, the living way,
Lead us to heav'n, the seat of bliss,
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| 484 Olivet | How blest the sacred tie that binds,
How swift the heav'nly course they run,
To each the soul of each how dear!
How doth the gen'rous flame within
Nor shall the glowing flame expire,
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| 485 Quito | That leads us to the saints' abode;
The thorny road, and never faint:
The end is everlasting rest.
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| 486t Retreat | 'Tis found before the mercy seat.
The oil of gladness on our heads-
It is the blood-bought mercy seat.
And glory crowns the mercy seat.
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| 486b Lisle | How sweetly flowed the gospel sound
And joy and rev'rence filled the place!
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| 487 Chester | Steady and strong the current flows,
The boundless gulf from whence it rose.
With it the thoughtless sons of men
Upon the rapid streams are borne
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| 488 Dell of the Woods | 'Tis found before the mercy seat.
The oil of gladness on our heads –
It is the blood-bought mercy seat.
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| 489 Ridge | How blest the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God! He made the sky,
He saves th'oppressed, He feeds the poor,
He saves th'oppressed, He feeds the poor,
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| 490 Creation (Second) | From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
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| 491 Nashville | I love the volume of Thy word;
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| 492t Ramesis | He hides the brightness of His face:
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
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| 493t Kedron | I tremble, lest the wrath divine,
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| 493b Day-Star | Morning breaks upon the tomb;
Day of triumph! through the skies
See the glorious Saviour rise.
Triumph in the scattered shade!
See the place where Jesus lay.
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| 494 Hingham | Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
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| 495 The Sailor's Home | The soul for joy then claps her wings,
Each landmark on the distant shore;
The trees of life – the pasture green,
The crystal stream, delightful scene!
The nearer still she draws to land,
Her anchor drops within the veil:
Around the dear Redeemer's feet:
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| 496b Resurrection | Angels, roll the rock away;
See! He rises from the tomb
'Tis the Saviour; seraphs, raise
Let the earth's remotest bound
Hear the joy-inspiring sound.
Hosts of angels on the road
Hail and sing th'incarnate God.
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| 497t Acton | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet!
When the saints together meet,
When the Saviour is the theme,
Such as did the Father move:
He beheld the world undone,
Loved the world, and gave His Son.
Sweet the place, exceeding sweet!
Where the saints in glory meet;
Where the Saviour's still the theme,
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| 497b Horton | Come, the Saviour's at the door,
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| 498 Hendon | 'Midst the springing grass prepare.
To the streams that, still and slow,
Through the verdant meadows flow.
Safe the dreary vale I tread,
By the shades of death o'erspread;
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| 499t Hasten Sinner | Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Ere the morrow is begun.
Lord, do Thou the sinner turn;
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| 499b Rosefield | From the cross uplifted high,
Where the Saviour deigns to die,
Bursting on the ravished ear!
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| 500b Inley | The city of saints shall appear;
The day of eternity come.
The house of our Father above,
The palace of angels and God.
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| 501 Owen | Follow to the judgement hall;
View the Lord of life arraigned;
Oh the wormwood and the gall!
Oh the pangs His soul sustained!
Learn of Him to bear the cross.
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| 502 Eton | Lo! the conqu'ring Lord behold;
Let the King of glory in.”
Hark! th'angelic host inquire,
“Who is He, th'almighty King?”
Hark again! the answ'ring choir
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| 504 Missionary Hymn | What though the spicy breezes
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness,
The lamp of life deny?
The joyful sound proclaim,
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| 505 Waterford | Jesus drinks the bitter cup,
The wine press treads alone:
Tears the graves and mountains up,
Lo! the pow'rs of heav'n He shakes,
The great Redeemer dies.
I feel the mortal smart!
See Him hanging on the tree,
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| 506 Dying Love | Thou didst hang upon the tree,
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| 507b Sicily | Well deserves the name of Friend;
He rejoices in the same.
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| 508 Heavenly Rest | Return to the Zion above,
And join in the songs of the blest?
Resigned to the burden we bear,
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| 509t Break of Day | Let me go, the day is breaking,
In the wilderness below;
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| 509b The Good Shepherd | Hear the people mourn and weep;
Which shall teach us all the truth.
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| 511 Farewell | We'll conquer the powers of darkness and sin;
Through grace and the Spirit we'll glory inherit,
Young converts, be humble, the prospect is blooming,
The wings of kind angels around you are spread;
The spirit of joy upon you now is shed.
O mourners, God bless you, don't faint in the spirit,
Believe, and the Spirit our pardon He'll give;
The mourners are filled with the presence of God.
Why stand you gazing on the works of the Lord?
O fly from the flames of self-devouring fire,
My soul feels the mighty, the heavenly flame
All glory and praise to our God and the Lamb.
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| 512 Missionary Song | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness,
All the promises do travail
May the glorious day approaching
And the everlasting Gospel
O'er the borders
O'er the borders
Of the great Emmanuel's land.
Grant them, Lord the glorious light,
May the morning chase the night:
Freely purchased, win the day.
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| 513 Lakeland | Angels, from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
Worship Christ, the newborn King.
Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Yonder shines the heav'nly light:
Saints before the altar bending,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
Justice now revokes the sentence;
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| 514 Crown | Look, ye saints, the sight is glor'ous;
See the Man of Sorrows now;
From the fight returned victor'ous
Crowns become the Victor's brow.
Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him,
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of pow'r enthrone Him,
While the heav'nly conclave rings:
Crown the Saviour King of kings.
Jesus takes the highest station;
Oh, what joy the sight affords!
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| 515 Olive Shade | Father, who in the olive shade,
When the dark hour came on,
Oh, by the anguish of that night,
Or to the chastened let Thy might
And Thou that, when the starry sky
Saw the dread strife begun,
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| 516 Oliphant | Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing streams do flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bear me thro' the swelling current;
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| 517 Rapture (Second) | Begin, my soul, th'exalted lay,
And praise th'Almighty's name:
To swell th'inspiring theme.
Lo! on the lightning's fiery wing,
In triumph walks th'eternal King,
Th'astonish'd worlds adore.
To join the thunders of the skies,
And breathe it to the soul.
Ye feathered warblers of the spring
Till heav'n shall echo back the sound
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| 518 Ariel | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth,
Oh, could I sound the glories forth,
I'd soar, and touch the heav'nly strings,
I'd sing the precious blood He spilt,
My ransom from the dreaded guilt
I'd sing the characters He bears,
And all the forms of love He wears,
Well, the delightful day will come,
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| 519 Dalston | The Lord Jehovah reigns
The world securely stands,
Before the starry sky:
In vain the noisy crowd,
The surly nations fight,
And dash like waves against the shore.
Let swelling tides assault the sky:
The terrors of Thy frown
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| 520 Harwich | The universal Lord,
The sov'reign King of kings;
He formed the earth and seas,
And spread the heav'n alone.
Are still the same;
Are still the same;
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| 521 Darwell | Begin the song.
And moon, that rul'st the night,
The shining worlds above
He spake the word,
To praise the Lord.
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| 522 Newbury | Tell all the earth thy joys,
He gilds the morning face
The nations round
Which makes the darkness bright:
The glory raise.
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| 523 Conquest | Behold how the Lord
From south to the north;
From east to the west it is heard:
The rebel is charmed,
The foe is disarmed;
Who sits on the throne,
Forever the same,
Our joy, and the theme of our song!
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| 525 Goodly Land | And sing the wonders of His grace
The wat'ry deep I pass,
And thro' the howling wilderness
The goodly land I see,
The land of sacred liberty
There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord our Righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world and sin;
The Prince of Peace,
With all the fruits of Paradise,
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| 527 Prince of Light | Which o'er the earth He spread by influence mild.
And sheathed the battle blade,
And call'd their bloody legions from the field.
And close the warrior's gate,
The peaceful conqu'ror goes,
Behold the vanquish'd sit
Was heard the earth around;
But peaceful was the night
In which the Prince of Light
His reign of peace upon the earth began.
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| 528 Throne of Glory | Mine, mine the deep transgression,
Of all my woes the end?
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| 529 Worship | And give Thee all the glory.
The world's and Satan's malice,
And for the love which now we prove,
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| 530 Urmund | Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds!
Through all the world the echo bounds!
And when the conquest you have won,
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| 531 Little Worth | Where is the strength that spurned decay,
The step that rolled so light and gay,
The heart's blithe tone?
The strength is gone, the step is slow,
Life is the running of the race,
And death the goal:
Oh, let the soul it's slumbers break,
And the stern footsteps of decay
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| 532 Boerne | How tedious and tasteless the hours,
The midsummer sun shines but dim,
The fields strive in vain to look gay,
His name yields the richest perfume,
My summer would last all the year.
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| 533 Prospect of Heaven | The faithless world promiscuous flows,
Where they may rest the aching head,
And views the tempest passing by,
The evening shadows quickly fly,
There, joys divine disperse the gloom –
Beyond the confines of the tomb
Appears the dawn of heaven.
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| 534 Angels Singing | Sweetly sounding through the skies?
Lo! th'angelic host rejoices;
Listen to the wondrous story,
Glory in the highest, glory,
Hear them tell the wondrous story;
“Glory in the highest glory!
“Christ is born, the great Anointed;
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| 535 Trial's Hour | A fountain in the wilderness.
The Lord is nigh to answer me.
O, blessed be the hand that gave,-
Who heals the heart He breaks:
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| 536 Symphony | The Lord, the Sov'reign, sends His summons forth,
Calls the south nations, and awakes the north;
From east to west the sounding orders spread
Thro' distant worlds, an regions of the dead:
His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day.
Behold the Judge descends; His guards are nigh;
Tempests and fire attend Him down the sky:
To hear His justice and the sinner's doom:
But gather first my saints, (the Judge commands,)
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| 537 Crucifixion | Shamefully nail'd to the cross;
Oh! the sun refused to shine,
When the Majesty divine
Darkness prevail'd o'er the land-
Oh! the solid rocks were rent,
When the Jews crucified the God-man!
And the atonement was made;
He was taken by the great,
Oh! He burst the bands of death,
And in triumph left the earth-
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| 538 Isles of the South | Wake, Isles of the South! your redemption is near,
No longer repose in the borders of gloom;
The strength of His chosen in love shall appear,
And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb.
The billows that girt you, the wild waves that roar,
The zephyrs that play where the ocean storms cease,
Shall bear the rich freight to your desolate shore,
Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace.
On th'islands that sit in the regions of night,
On th'islands that sit in the regions of night,
The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey,
The morning will open with healing and light,
The glad star of Bethlehem brighten today.
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| 539 Rest for the Weary | In the Christian's home in glory
On the other side of Jordan,
In the sweet fields of Eden,
Where the tree of life is blooming,
Hail with joy the rising morn!
There is rest for the weary,
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| 540 Funeral Anthem | Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord:
Yea, saith the Spirit,
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| 541 Resignation (Second) | Beside the living stream.
When I walk through the shades of death,
The sure provisions of my God,
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| 542 The Heavenly Home | Its glitt'ring tow'rs the sun outshine;
Far, far above the starry sky;
Be mine the happ'er lot to own
A heav'nly mansion near the throne.
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| 543 Chase High Road | The Lord the sov'reign King,
O'er all the heav'nly world He rules,
And all beneath the sky.
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| 544 Life's Troubles | If your life is a burden and the way seems all blue,
Till the fulfilment promises come true.
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| 545 Mount Vernon | Gentle as the summer breeze,
Pleasant as the air of evening,
When it floats among the trees.
Peaceful in the grave so low;
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| 546t The Holy Spirit | To those who know the Lord I speak, is my beloved near?
The Bridegroom of my soul I seek, Oh, when will He appear?
And bears the greatest, sweetest name that earth and Heav'n have known.
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| 546b Oak Grove | And rest beneath the shady tree,
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| 547 Higher Ground | Throughout the darkness of the night Thou guardst my bed around
Now lead me in the morning light to dwell on higher Ground.
Like swirling leaves my fleeting days are scattered by the wind,
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| 548 Macedonia | Blest be the dear uniting love
In Him the One, the Truth, we live;
Partakers of the Saviour's grace,
The same in mind and heart,
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| 549t The Christian's Farewell | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
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| 549b The Drone | We're trav'lling to the grave
rejoicing in the Lord
and the last words I heard him say
the Saint's delightful home.
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