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Like Jesus

Hymnal: LSSS1870 #92 (1870) Person Name: J. Becker, Jr. First Line: I want to be like Jesus Lyrics: 1 I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek; For no one marked an evil word, That ever heard him speak. I want to be like Jesus, So frequently is prayer, Alone upon the mountain top, He met his Father there. I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek; For no one marked an evil word, That ever heard him speak. 2 I want to be like Jesus, For I never, never find That he, though persecuted, was To any one unkind. I want to be like Jesus, Engaged in doing good, So that it may of me be said, She hath done what she could. I want to be like Jesus, For I never, never find That he, though persecuted, was To any one unkind. Tune Title: [I want to be like Jesus]
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Give glory to God

Hymnal: LSSS1870 #66 (1870) Person Name: Thos. Bouce First Line: Give glory to God in the highest, give praise Lyrics: 1 Give glory to God in the highest, give praise Ye noble, ye mighty, with joyful accord, All wise are his counsels, all perfect his ways, In the beauty of holiness, worship the Lord. The voice of the Lord on the ocean is known, The God of eternity thunders abroad; The voice of the Lord from the depth of his throne, Is terror and power--all nature is awed. 2 At the voice of the Lord the tall cedars are bowed, And towers from their base into ruin are hurled, The voice of the Lord, from the dark bosomed cloud Dissevers the lightning in flames o'er the world. The voice of the Lord thro' the calm of the wood, Awakens its echoes, strikes light thro' its caves, The Lord sitteth King on the turbulent flood, The winds are his servants--his servants the waves. 3 Give glory to God in the highest, give praise Ye noble, ye mighty, with joyful accord, All wise are his counsels, all perfect his ways, In the beauty of holiness, worship the Lord. The Lord is the strength of his people; the Lord Gives health to his chosen, and peace evermore; Then throng to his temple, his glory record; But, oh, when he speaketh, in silence adore. Tune Title: [Give glory to God in the highest, give praise]
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The children's guide

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #134 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Saviour, lead us gently, kindly Refrain First Line: Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour Lyrics: 1 Saviour, lead us gently, kindly, In the upward winding way, Lest we wander darkly, blindly, Lest our feet should go astray, Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. 2 We are young, and much temptation May ensnare our childish feet; But in thee, our soul's salvation, Is a refuge sure and sweet, Loving Saviour, From the foes that we must meet. Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. 3 Thou did not forget the children, When on earth so sorely tried, Nor in Heaven wilt thou forsake us: Be thou still our guard and guide. Loving Saviour, We would in thy grace abide. Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. 4 In thy promise to receive us, We would humbly come to thee, And we know thou wilt relieve us, Thou from sin canst set us free. Loving Saviour, May we all thy glory see. Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. 5 We to thee our hearts have given, And we seek to do thy will; Lead our footsteps up to Heaven, Let us rest on Zion's hill. Loving Saviour, We will trust thy mercy still. Loving Saviour, Loving Saviour, Hear thy children as they pray. Tune Title: [Saviour, lead us gently, kindly]
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The Little Sower

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #38 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Behold, the seed time cometh Refrain First Line: Oh! precious, precious seed Lyrics: 1 Behold the seed time cometh, O youthful hearts be strong, Go forth to work for Jesus, Go forth with prayer and song. Chorus: Oh! precious, precious seed, When reaping time shall come, We'll gather in the golden sheaves, We'll sing sweet "Harvest home." 2 O, worker for life's harvest, O toiler in the field, The seed you sow thus early, A hundred fold shall yield. [Chorus] 3 Though oft you sow in weeping, The precious, precious seed, Fear not, for grace is with you, Sufficient for your need. [Chorus] 4 Faint not, though hard thy labor, Though oft with toil oppressed, Hope on, the twilight cometh, The season of thy rest. [Chorus] Tune Title: [Behold the seed time cometh]
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Come to Jesus

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #44 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Come to Jesus: hasten to him Lyrics: 1 Come to Jesus: hasten to him, In the dawning of your youth, Give of life the purest, fairest, On the altar of the truth. Through the world goes forth the message, Hear its accents sweet and kind, "Ask: to you, it shall be given, They that early seek shall find." 2 Lowly kneel with solemn feeling, Join in earnest, heartfelt prayer; Christ in love bends low to listen; He will lighten ev'ry care. When your hearts are peaceful, happy, Then to Him give grateful praise, When the storms and tempest gather, Unto him your pleadings raise. 3 Trust him till your work is finished, Trust him till your life is done; Tender love will ever guard you, Grace of Christ, the sinless one. Come to Jesus, hasten to him, In the dawning of your youth, Give of life the purest, fairest, On the altar of the Truth. Tune Title: [Come to Jesus: hasten to him]
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"The Legions of the Cross"

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #47 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Hark, the tread of countless footsteps Lyrics: 1 Hark, the tread of countless footsteps, Marching on to Zion's gate, To the fair and shining city, Where the watching Angels wait, Wait to wreath their brows with garlands; Wait to lead them to the throne, Where the thousand hosts of Heaven Bow before the Mighty One. 2 See the legions marching onward, See the conquering palms they wave, Onward, upward passing ever, To the land beyond the grave. See the smiles of happy greeting, See the light that fills their eyes, Hear their words of cheer and comfort, Hear their heartfelt anthems rise. 3 Thousand voices join the chorus, In a music sweet and strong, Theme of which I never weary, This the burden of their song; "Unto him who so hath loved us, Suffered death and rose again, Be the Kingdom and the glory, Now and ever more. Amen." Tune Title: [Hark, the tread of countless footsteps]
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Gentle words

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #51 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Speak ever gently, lest some word Refrain First Line: Speak gently, speak gently Lyrics: 1 Speak ever gently, lest some word That you might think was scarcely heard, Some tender heart should deeply grieve, And memories of anguish leave. Chorus: Speak gently, speak gently, Our Lord was always kind; Speak gently, speak gently, If you would mercy find. 2 If friends or school mates wander far From God, from truth, and from the right, Let love alone shine as the star That leads them back into the light. [Chorus] 3 God only knows how many hearts Harsh words have crushed with grief and pain; How oft the tears of anguish starts For broken life, for wearied brain. [Chorus] 4 Oh, then be merciful to all! Be loving, tender, kind, and true: Lift up sad hearts from grief's dark thrall, 'Tis thus that you Christ's work may do. [Chorus] Tune Title: [Speak ever gently, lest some word]
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Meeting in Heaven

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #63 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: The years are passing swiftly Refrain First Line: Meet me in Heaven Lyrics: 1 The years are passing swiftly; Each one is full of graves, But many weary spirits The love of Jesus saves. Refrain: Meet me in Heaven, meet me in Heaven, We shall be happy there; Meet me in Heaven, meet me in Heaven, The Saviour's love to share. 2 A day shall dawn in beauty On ev'ry waiting heart, When those who love for Jesus, Shall meet no more to part. [Refrain] 3 Then shall we know no sorrow; Ours shall be perfect rest; Ours shall be bliss unfailing,-- A life among the blest. [Refrain] 4 Across the gentle sunlight No shadows ever fall; There sounds no wail of anguish, 'Tis joy and peace to all. [Refrain] Tune Title: [The years are passing swiftly]
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Singing of Jesus

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #71 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: The sweetest music mortals hear Refrain First Line: Singing of Jesus, happy band Lyrics: 1 The sweetest music mortals hear, Are children's voices glad and clear, How pure and sweet the happy song, Before their hearts are hard with wrong, Chorus: Singing of Jesus, happy band. Singing of Heaven's shining strand, Of such my kingdom, Christ has said, Dear blessings on the childish head. 2 In childhood's pleasant summer day, Then learn to walk the narrow way, At home or 'neath the quiet rule Of this our much loved Sunday School. [Christ] 3 Be ever gentle, kind and true, 'Tis this the Saviour asks of you, In all your deeds be ever mild, For Jesus loves the gentle child. [Chorus] Tune Title: [The sweetest music mortals hear]
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Hail this glad new year

Author: Fanny Church Hymnal: LSSS1870 #72 (1870) Person Name: Fanny Church First Line: Hail, all hail, this glad new year Lyrics: 1 Hail, all hail, this glad new year, Ours a happy throng, Ours a happy throng, Schoolmates, teachers welcome here, Join our heartfelt song, Join our heartfelt song Bright New Year, we welcome thee, With our voices glad and free, May we live for Christ and right, Meet together in the light. 2 We are in its morning now, E'er its night shall come, E'er its night shall come. We may pass from earth away, To our last long home, To our last, long home Bright New year, we welcome thee, With our voices glad and free, May we live for Christ and right, Meet together in the light. 3 May our guide through all this year, Be the golden rule; And the loving words of Christ, Learned at Sabbath school. Living unto Jesus near, 'Till we at his throne appear. Living unto Jesus near, 'Till we at his throne appear. 4 But should death our young hearts chill, E'er the year shall end, May we all go home to Christ, To the "Children's Friends." Tenderly he'll guide our feet, Love of Jesus, O how sweet! Tenderly he'll guide our feet, Love of Jesus, O how sweet! Tune Title: [Hail, all hail, this glad new year]

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