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Jesus, I my Cross have Taken

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: Concordia #171 (1918) Topics: The Christian Life Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shall be: Perish ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, and hoped, and known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heav'n are still my own. 2 Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me: Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me, O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 4 Haste, then, on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heav'n's eternal days before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Languages: English Tune Title: AUTUMN
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Jesus Calls Us; O'er the Tumult

Author: Cecil Frances (Humphreys) Alexander Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #172 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea, Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me." 2 As of old, apostles heard it By the Galilæan lake, Turned from home and toil and kindred, Leaving all for His dear sake. 3 Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store, From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love Me more." 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, "Christian, love Me more than these." 5 Jesus calls us: by Thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thine obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: GALILEE
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Jesus Christ, my sure defence

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #180 (1898) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure defence And my Saviour, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth, Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I, too, unto life shall waken; He will have me where He is: Should my courage then be shaken? Should I fear? Or can the Head Rise and leave its members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never: Not the ban of death can part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I shall see God with these eyes, Shall behold my blessed Savior; I, the selfsame, shall arise, In my flesh see God forever; Then shall wholly disappear Frailties that oppress me here. 5 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him to glory bringeth; Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth; Natural is the death we die, Spiritual, our life on high. 6 Saviour, draw away our heart From all pleasures base and hollow; Let us there with Thee have part, Here on earth Thy footsteps follow; Fix our hearts beyond the skies, Whither we ourselves would rise. Languages: English Tune Title: JESUS CHRIST, MY SURE DEFENCE
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My Dear Redeemer, and My Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #188 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Following Christ First Line: My dear Redeemer and my Lord Lyrics: 1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord, I read my duty in Thy Word; But in Thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, Such def'rence to Thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer; The desert Thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and Thy victory too. 4 Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear More of Thy gracious image here: Then God the Judge shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. Amen. Scripture: Matthew 14:23 Languages: English Tune Title: WENN WIR IN HÖCHSTEN NÖTHEN SEIN
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Jesus still lead on

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #192 (1898) Meter: 5.5.8.8.5.5 Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won! And, although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless; Guide us by Thy hand To our fatherland. 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not doubt and fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a foe To our home we go. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief, When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. 4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our fatherland. Languages: English Tune Title: BRIDEGROOM OF THE SOUL
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Turn Your Eyes upon Jesus

Author: Helen H. Lemmel, b. 1864 Hymnal: Worship and Service Hymnal #220 (1957) Topics: Choruses Refrains of the following: First Line: O soul, are you weary and troubled? Lyrics: 1 O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see? There’s light for a look at the Saviour, And life more abundant and free! Refrain: Turn your eyes upon Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face; And the things of earth will grow strangely dim In the light of His glory and grace. 2 Thro' death into life everlasting He passed, and we follow Him there; Over us sin no more hath dominion— For more than conqu'rors we are! (Refrain) 3 His Word shall not fail you—He promised; Believe Him, and all will be well: Then go to a world that is dying, His perfect salvation to tell! (Refrain) Languages: English Tune Title: [O soul, are you weary and troubled?]
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Christians Rise, Put On Your Armor

Author: Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #222 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.7 Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Christians rise, put on your armor, Men of Christ assume your part. Satan, still the crafty charmer, Trains his host in all his art. As your sword Use God's word, Hell is battling 'gainst the Lord. 2 Follow Christ, your great commander, Lean upon His mighty arm. Satan, arm'd with guile and slander, Aims to do you naught but harm. Have no fear Christ is near, He as victor shall appear. 3 With the cross of Christ to lead you, Press ye forward in the strife. He who by the cross has freed you Fills the faintest heart with life, For each wound Balm is found In the joy of victors crown'd. 4 Many hearts are fill'd with yearning And have yet no solace found. Men to God but partly turning Find that fears and woes abound. God will bless When the flesh By His Spirit we suppress. 5 Crowns are won by true endeavor, As all saints have testified. They have overcome forever Strengthen'd by the Lamb that died. Likewise we Cannot be From the Christian's trials free. 6 Though our flesh to dust be turning, If our souls in God remain, On a glorious Easter morning Day for us shall break again. Easter day Holding sway Death must yield its mighty prey. 7 Then the host of Christ shall gather At His throne, a ransomed throng, Offer thanks to God, the Father, And to Christ salvation's song. Every tongue Shall this song Through eternity prolong. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, rise, put on your armor]
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Christians Rise, Put On Your Armor

Author: Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #222 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.6.7 Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Christians rise, put on your armor, Men of Christ assume your part. Satan, still the crafty charmer, Trains his host in all his art. As your sword Use God's word, Hell is battling 'gainst the Lord. 2 Follow Christ, your great commander, Lean upon His mighty arm. Satan, armed with guile and slander, Aims to do you naught but harm. Have no fear Christ is near, He as victor shall appear. 3 With the cross of Christ to lead you, Press ye forward in the strife. He who by the cross has freed you Fills the faintest heart with life, For each wound Balm is found In the joy of victors crowned. 4 Many hearts are filled with yearning And have yet no solace found. Men to God but partly turning Find that fears and woes abound. God will bless When the flesh By His Spirit we suppress. 5 Crowns are won by true endeavor, As all saints have testified. They have overcome forever Strengthened by the Lamb that died. Likewise we Cannot be From the Christian's trials free. 6 Though our flesh to dust be turning, If our souls in God remain, On a glorious Easter morning Day for us shall break again. Easter day Holding sway, Death must yield its mighty prey. 7 Then the host of Christ shall gather At His throne, a ransomed throng, Offer thanks to God, the Father, And to Christ salvation's song. Every tongue Shall this song Through eternity prolong. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, rise, put on your armor]
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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #230 (1927) Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shall be: Perish ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, and hoped, and known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heav'n are still mine own. 2 Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me, Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmix'd with Thee. 4 Haste, then, on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r; Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, I my cross have taken]
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Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #230 (1928) Topics: Following Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shall be; Perish ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, and hoped, and known; Yet how rich is my condition! God and heav'n are still mine own. 2 Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; Show Thy face, and all is bright. 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me, O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 4 Haste, then, on from grace to glory, Armed by faith and winged by prayer; Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, I my cross have taken]

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