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Our heavenly Father calls

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S101 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs; He pardons every day; Almighty to protect our souls And wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are! What various stores of good Diffus'd from our Redeemer's hand, And purchas'd with his blood? 4 Jesus, our living head, We bless thy faithful care; Our advocate before the throne, And our forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart! Here wait, my warmest love! 'Till the communion be complete In nobler scenes above. Scripture: 1 John 1:3 Languages: English
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Raise your triumphant songs

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S104 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: John 3:16-17 Languages: English
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The law by Moses came

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S109 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Scripture: John 1:17 Languages: English
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The day is past and gone

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S107 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Languages: English
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The praying spirit breathe

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S115 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The praying spirit breathe, The watching pow'r impart; From all entanglements beneath, Call off my peaceful heart. 2 My feeble mind sustain, By worldly thoughts opprest; Appear, and bid me turn again, To my eternal rest. 3 Swift to my rescue come, Thine own this moment seize; Gather my wand'ring spirit home, And keep in perfect peace. 4 Suffer'd no more to rove, O'er all the earth abroad; Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, And shut me up in God. Languages: English
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To God, the only wise

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S127 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Languages: English
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To keep the lamp alive

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S128 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To keep the lamp alive With oil we fill the bowl; 'Tis water makes the willow thrive, And grace that fees the soul. 2 The Lord's unsparing hand Supplies the living stream; It is not at our own command, But still deriv'd from him. 3 Beware of Peter's word Nor confidently say, "I never will deny thee, Lord," But grant I never may. 4 Man's wisdom is to seek His strength in God alone; And e'en an angel would be weak, Who trusted in his own. 5 Retreat beneath his wings, And in his grace confide; This more exalts the King of kings Than all your works beside. 6 In Jesus is our store, Grace issues from his throne; Whoever says, "I want no more," Confesses he has none. Languages: English
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Welcome, sweet day of rest

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S130 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Languages: English
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Ye servants of the Lord

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S139 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crown'd. 5 Christ shall the banquet spread With his own bounteous hand, And raise that favorite servant's head Amidst th' angelic band. Scripture: Luke 12:35-38 Languages: English
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Almighty Maker, God!

Hymnal: CDRS1825 #S2 (1825) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker, God! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories now diffus'd abroad Thro' the creation's frame. 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t' express thine undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too, Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the worship due. 4 [But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm.] 5 Create my soul anew, Else all my worship's vain; This wretched heart will ne'er be true, Until 'tis form'd again. 6 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And to my God, my soul ascend In sweet perfumes of praise. Languages: English

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