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Come, Jesus, From The Sapphire Throne

Author: Ray Palmer Hymnal: CYBER #16677 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Come, Je­sus, from the sap­phire throne Lyrics: 1 Come, Je­sus, from the sap­phire throne, Where Thy re­deemed be­hold Thy face, Enter this tem­ple, now Thine own, And let Thy glo­ry fill the place. 2 We praise Thee that today we see Its sac­red walls before Thee stand; ’Tis Thine for us—’tis ours for Thee; Reared by Thy kind, as­sist­ing hand. 3 Oft as re­turns the day of rest, Let heart­felt wor­ship here as­cend; With Thine own joy fill ev­ery breast, With Thine own pow­er Thy word at­tend. 4 Here, in the dark and sor­row­ing day, Bid Thou the throb­bing heart be still; O wipe the mourn­er’s tears away, And give new strength to meet Thy will. 5 When round this board Thine own shall meet, And keep the feast of dy­ing love, Be our com­mun­ion ev­er sweet, With Thee, and with Thy Church ab­ove. 6 Come, faith­ful Shep­herd, feed Thy sheep; In Thine own arms the lambs en­fold; Give help to climb the heav­en­ward steep, Till Thy full glo­ry we be­hold. Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
Come, Jesus, From The Sapphire Throne
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This Stone To Thee In Faith We Lay

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: CYBER #16678 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 This stone to Thee in faith we lay, We build the tem­ple, Lord, to Thee; Thine eye be op­en night and day To guard this house and sanc­tu­ary. 2 Here, when Thy peo­ple seek Thy face, And dy­ing sin­ners pray to live, Hear Thou in Heav’n, Thy dwell­ing place, And when Thou hear­est, O for­give! 3 Here, when Thy mes­sen­gers pro­claim The bless­èd Gos­pel of Thy Son, Still by the power of His great name Be migh­ty signs and won­ders done. 4 Hosanna! to their heav’n­ly king, When child­ren’s voic­es raise that song; Hosanna! let their an­gels sing, And Heav’n with earth the strain pro­long. 5 But will in­deed Jehovah deign Here to ab­ide, no tran­si­ent guest? Here will the world’s Re­deem­er reign, And here the Holy Spir­it rest? 6 That glo­ry nev­er hence de­part! Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; Thy king­dom come to ev­ery heart, In ev­ery bo­som fix Thy throne. Languages: English Tune Title: MENDON
This Stone To Thee In Faith We Lay
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In Sweet Exalted Strains

Author: Benjamin Francis Hymnal: CYBER #16679 Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 First Line: In sweet ex­alt­ed strains Lyrics: 1 In sweet ex­alt­ed strains, The King of glo­ry praise; O’er Heav’n and earth He reigns, Thro’ ev­er­last­ing days: He with a nod the world con­trols, Sustains or sinks the dist­ant poles. 2 To earth He bends His throne, His throne of grace di­vine; Wide is His boun­ty known, And wide His glo­ries shine: Fair Sa­lem, still His chos­en rest, Is with His smiles and pre­sence blest. 3 Then, King of glo­ry, come, And with Thy fa­vor crown This tem­ple as Thy dome, This peo­ple as Thy own: Beneath this roof, O deign to show, How God can dwell with men be­low. 4 Here may Thine ears at­tend Our in­ter­ced­ing cries, And grate­ful praise as­cend All frag­rant to the skies: Here may Thy word me­lo­di­ous sound, And spread the joys of Heav’n around. 5 Here may th’ at­tent­ive throng Imbibe Thy truth and love, And con­verts join the song Of se­ra­phim ab­ove, And will­ing crowds sur­round Thy board With sac­red joy and sweet ac­cord. 6 Here may our un­born sons And daugh­ters sound Thy praise, And shine like pol­ished stones, Thro’ long suc­ceed­ing days; Here, Lord, dis­play Thy sav­ing pow­er, While church­es stand, and men a­dore. Languages: English Tune Title: DARWALL'S 148TH
In Sweet Exalted Strains
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Now The Light Has Gone Away

Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: CYBER #16680 Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Now the light has gone away; Father, list­en while I pray, Asking Thee to watch and keep And to send me qui­et sleep. 2 Jesus, Sav­ior, wash away All that has been wrong to­day; Help me ev­ery day to be Good and gen­tle, more like Thee. 3 Let my near and dear ones be Always near and dear to Thee; Oh, bring me and all I love To Thy hap­py home ab­ove. 4 Now my ev­en­ing praise I give; Thou didst die that I might live; All my bless­ings come from Thee; Oh, how good Thou art to me! 5 Thou, my best and kind­est friend, Thou wilt love me to the end. Let me love Thee more and more, Always bet­ter than b­efore. Languages: English Tune Title: MÜDE BIN ICH
Now The Light Has Gone Away
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The Eternal City

Author: Mrs. K. W. Lotz Hymnal: CYBER #16681 Meter: 9.8.9.8 D First Line: O hear of a gold pav­ed ci­ty Lyrics: 1 O hear of a gold pav­èd ci­ty, Away in the realms of the blest: Its pearl gates stand op­en for­ev­er, Inviting earth’s wea­ry to rest. No tears dim the eyes that are beam­ing With light from eter­ni­ty’s spring, No grief la­den sighs ever min­gle With an­thems the blood ran­somed sing. 2 No night ever dark­ens its beau­ty, No storm cloud o’er­sha­dows its sky: The lights of the jewel wall­èd ci­ty Are beams from the kind Father’s eyes. A crown and a man­sion await us In city of sap­phire and gold: Come drink of its life giv­ing fount­ain And bask in its plea­sures un­told. Languages: English Tune Title: RUIDOSO
The Eternal City
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The Sailor's Hymn

Author: Godfrey Thring Hymnal: CYBER #16682 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D First Line: The ocean hath no dan­ger Lyrics: 1 The ocean hath no dan­ger For the ones whose pray­ers are made To the God who in a man­ger Once a help­less babe was laid. He was born to tri­bu­la­tion, And to ev­ery hu­man ill, Yet, the Lord of His cre­ation, All the wilde­st waves can still. 2 Fierce the tem­pest blows around us, Seething white the an­gry deep, Yet will He who finds the lost ones, Still His prec­ious trea­sure keep; Neither wind nor wave can harm us, Even when our hope grows dim; Never tem­pest need alarm us, If our peace we seek in Him. 3 Yea, when life it­self is wan­ing, And the waves shall o’er us sweep, Will the keen­ing wind’s com­plain­ing Quiet lull us down to sleep; For as soft as gen­tle slum­ber Ev­en death it­self shall prove, To the faith­ful Christ doth num­ber ’Mong the wor­thy of His love. 4 Oh then, Ho­ly Je­sus, hear us, And pre­serve us free from harm; Oh have pi­ty, Lord, and bear us On Thine ev­er­last­ing arm. And should storm or calm be­fall us, Or whate’er our lot may be, Then when all is ov­er, call us, Call us home, O Lord, to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: SAILING
The Sailor's Hymn
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The World Above

Author: C. Hartley Hymnal: CYBER #16683 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 D First Line: The world ab­ove is not like this Refrain First Line: The world ab­ove is not like this Lyrics: 1 The world ab­ove is not like this, So dark, so sad and drear; Oh no, for there the years of bliss Roll on with­out a tear! No gloom, no night, nor cloud of grief Can ev­er cast a shade Across those sun­ny plains of peace In light and love ar­rayed! Refrain: The world ab­ove is not like this, So dark, so sad, and drear; Oh no, for there the years of bliss Roll on with­out a tear! 2 The world ab­ove is not like this, No part­ing tears are shed, Nor sweet af­fect­ion’s lin­ger­ing kiss, Bestowed up­on the dead; There sev­ered hearts unite again, In love around the throne, And far be­yond this world of pain Take up their crown and home! [Refrain] 3 Oh for a harp in that bright world, Far from the tears of this; Here death’s black bann­ers are un­furled To shade each hour of bliss; But there each spir­it-harp will thrill With mu­sic’s end­less tones, And Je­sus’ smile for­ev­er fill With light our an­gel homes. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: SAINTE-CHAPPELLE
The World Above
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The Shadow Of The Rock

Author: Annie E. Thomson Hymnal: CYBER #17038 First Line: In a weary land I wander Refrain First Line: In the shadow of the Rock Lyrics: 1 In a weary land I wander, And with faltering steps I walk; But I soon shall rest up yonder In the shadow of the Rock. Refrain: In the shadow of the Rock, In the shadow of the Rock, I will soon be resting yonder In the shadow of the Rock. 2 Here my toils are unabating, And rude cares about me mock; But my rest is yonder waiting, In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 3 In these pastures fair and vernal, With my Shepherd’s chosen flock I shall feast on joys eternal In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 4 By these waters gently flowing, I shall fear no tempest’s shock, And no want or grief be knowing, In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 5 So with patient faith I’ll wander, And with loving trust will walk, For I’ll soon be resting yonder In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [In a weary land I wander]
The Shadow Of The Rock
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Just Over The Stars

Author: Logan Oskin Hymnal: CYBER #19380 First Line: There is a land of pure delight Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight, Where trouble never mars; But joy and peace forever reign, ’Tis the land just over the stars. Refrain: Just over the stars, Just over the stars, The blood washed throng Will sing Sweet home, In that land just over the stars. Just over the stars, Just over the stars, We soon shall stand with that angel band, In that land just over the stars. 2 Our Savior there at last we’ll meet, When we shall cross the bars; He’ll bid us welcome home up there, In that land just over the stars. [Refrain] 3 We’ll sing and shout with that glad throng, When safe from Satan’s wars; And praise our Savior evermore, In that land just over the stars. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [There is a land of pure delight]
Just Over The Stars
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One Thousand-Million Souls

Author: L. H. Wilson Hymnal: CYBER #19381 Meter: 6.6.6.6 D First Line: One thousand-million souls! Lyrics: 1 One thousand-million souls! In deep and dark despair, They lie in speechless woe, In wan and weary care. No God, no Christ, no hope In rayless gloom they grope, And dying, without hope, And dying without hope. 2 ’Mid China’s peopled plains, Or Greenland’s frozen snow, Where India’s temple fanes In glittering splendors glow— On many an ocean isle, ’Mid nature’s sweetest smile, One night of horror reigns, One night of horror reigns. 3 One thousand-million souls, As hopeless wanderers die, No gleam of light appears Along their darkened sky. No Christ to them made known, No blood which doth atone, For sins of deepest dye, For sins of deepest dye. 4 And must they die unsought? Die in their voiceless grief? Die, ’mid their woes untaught? Die like the withered leaf? And in their hour of need Shall none give willing heed Or send the craved relief, Or send the craved relief? 5 No, no, it must not be— Rise, sluggish Church of God, The Savior calls to thee: "Thro’ all the earth abroad, Go, ere the years are flown, And there My love make known, Wherever man hath trod, Wherever man hath trod." Languages: English Tune Title: BRECKENRIDGE
One Thousand-Million Souls

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