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Jesus spreads his banner o'er us

Author: Roswell Park Hymnal: The New Laudes Domini #1064 (1892) Topics: The Church of God The Lord's Supper Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Days and moments quickly flying

Author: Edward Caswall Hymnal: The New Laudes Domini #1207 (1892) Topics: Last Day of the Year Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Days and Moments Quickly Flying

Author: Edward Caswall Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1242 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1. Days and moments quickly flying Blend the living with the dead; Soon our bodies will be lying Each within its narrow bed. 2. Soon our souls to God who gave them Will have sped their rapid flight: Able now by grace to save them, O that, while we can, we might! 3. Jesus, infinite Redeemer, Maker of this mighty frame, Teach, O teach us to remember What we are, and whence we came. 4. Whence we came and whither wending, Soon we must through darkness go, To inherit bliss unending, Or eternity of woe. 5. Jesus, merciful Redeemer, Rouse dead souls to hear Thy voice; Wake, O wake each idle dreamer Now to make the eternal choice. 6. As a shadow, life is fleeting; As a vapor so it flies; For the old year now retreating Pardon grant, and make us wise; 7. Wise that we our days may number, Strive and wrestle with our sin, Say not in our work, nor slumber Till Thy glorious rest we win. 8. Soon before the Judge all glorious We with all the dead shall stand: Savior, over death victorious, Place us then on Thy right hand. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Father, Hear the Prayer We Offer

Author: Love M. Willis Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1467 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1. Father, hear the prayer we offer: Nor for ease that prayer shall be, But for strength, that we may ever Live our lives courageously. 2. Not forever in green pastures Do we ask our way to be, But the steep and rugged pathway May we tread rejoicingly. 3. Not forever by still waters Would we idly, quiet stay; But would smite the living fountains From the rocks along our way. 4. Be our strength in hours of weakness, In our wanderings be our Guide; Through endeavor, failure, danger, Father, be Thou at our side. 5. Let our path be bright or dreary, Storm or sunshine be our share; May our souls in hope unweary Make Thy work our ceaseless prayer. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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In Thy Wrath and Hot Displeasure

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3132 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1. In Thy wrath and hot displeasure, Chasten not Thy servant, Lord; Let Thy mercy, without measure, Help and peace to me afford. 2. Heavy is my tribulation, Sore my punishment has been; Broken by Thine indignation, I am troubled by my sin. 3. With my burden of transgression Heavy laden, overborne, Humbled low I make confession, For my folly now I mourn. 4. Weak and wounded, I implore Thee: Lord, to me Thy mercy show; All my prayer is now before Thee, All my trouble Thou dost know. 5. Darkness gathers, foes assail me. But I answer not a word; All my friends desert and fail me, Only Thou my cry hast heard. 6. Lord, in Thee I am confiding; Thou wilt answer when I call, Lest my foes, the good deriding, Triumph in Thy servant’s fall. 7. I am prone to halt and stumble, Grief and sorrow dwell within, Shame and guilt my spirit humble, I am sorry for my sin. 8. Foes about my soul are closing, Full of hatred, false and strong; Choosing good, I find opposing All who love and do the wrong. 9. Lord, my God, do not forsake me, Let me know that Thou art near, Under Thy protection take me, As my Savior now appear. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Hear Thy Children, Gentle Jesus

Author: Francis Stanfield Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6457 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Hear Thy children, gentle Jesus, While we breathe our evening prayer; Save us from all harm and danger, Take us ’neath Thy sheltering care. 2 Save us from the wiles of Satan, ’Mid the lone and sleepful night Sweetly may our guardian angels Keep us ’neath their watchful sight. 3 Gentle Jesus, look in pity From Thy glorious throne above: All the night Thy care is wakeful In Thy sacrament of love. 4 Shades of even fast are falling, Day is fading into gloom; When the shades of death fall round us, Lead Thy exiled children home. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Tarry with Me (Smith)

Author: Caroline L. Smith Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6496 Meter: 8.7.8.7 First Line: Tarry with me, O my Savior Lyrics: 1. Tarry with me, O my Savior, For the day is passing by; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. 2. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? 3. Lonely seems the vale of shadow; Sinks my heart with troubled fear; Give me faith for clearer vision, Speak Thou, Lord, in words of cheer. 4. Let me hear Thy voice behind me, Calming all these wild alarms; Let me, underneath my weakness, Feel the everlasting arms. 5. Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on Thee; Tarry with me through the darkness; While I sleep, still watch by me. 6. Tarry with me, O my Savior, Lay my head upon Thy breast Till the morning; then awake me— Morning of eternal rest. Here is Smith's original version, which can be sung to the following tunes: BLAGDON, Charles E. Stephens LAUDA ANIMA, John Goss, 1869 NEALE, William H. Monk, 1868 PICARDY, French carol melody 1. Tarry with me, O my Saviour! For the day is passing by; See, the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh; Tarry with me—tarry with me; Pass me not unheeded by! 2. Many friends were gathered round me, In the bright days of the past; But the grave has closed above them, And I linger here the last! I am lonely: tarry with me Till this dreary night is past. 3. Dimmed for me is earthly beauty; Yet the spirit’s eye would fain Rest upon thy lovely features: Shall I seek, dear Lord, in vain? Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Let me see thy smile again. 4. Dull my ear to earth-born music: Speak thou, Lord! in words of cheer; Feeble, tottering my footstep, Sinks my heart with sudden fear: Cast thine arms, dear Lord! around me, Let me feel thy presence near. 5. Faithful memory paints before me Every deed and thought of sin; Open thou the blood-filled fountain, Cleanse my guilty soul within: Tarry, thou forgiving Saviour! Wash me wholly from my sin. 6. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows; Paler now the glowing west; Swift the night of death advances,— Shall it be a night of rest? Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Lay my head upon thy breast. 7. Feeble, trembling, panting, dying, Lord! I cast myself on thee: Tarry with me through the darkness, While I sleep, still watch by me, Till the morning,—then awake me Dearest Lord! to dwell with thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Praise The Lord, When Blushing Morning

Author: Johann S. Patzke; Unknown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13641 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord, when blushing morning Wakes the blossoms fresh with dew; Praise Him when revived creation Beams with beauties fair and new. 2 Praise the Lord, and may His blessing Guide us in the way of truth; Keep our feet from paths of error, Make us holy in our youth. 3 Praise the Lord when early breezes Come so fragrant from the flowers; Praise thou willow by the brook-side, Praise, ye birds among the bowers. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SYLVESTER
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Hear thy children, gentle Jesus

Hymnal: Songs of Praise #11 (1882) Languages: English Tune Title: SYLVESTER
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Days and moments quickly flying

Hymnal: The Scottish Hymnal #310 (1892) Languages: English Tune Title: S. SYLVESTER

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