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Ye Little Flock Whom Jesus Feeds
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7764 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye little flock whom Jesus feeds,
Dismiss your anxious cares;
Look to the Shepherd of your souls,
And smile away your fears.
2. Though wolves and lions prowl around,
His staff is your defense;
’Midst sands and rocks, your shepherd’s voice,
Calls streams and pastures thence.
3. Your Father will a kingdom give,
And give it with delight;
His feeblest child His love shall call,
To triumph in His sight.
4. Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring,
For sure supports like these;
And o’er the pious dead we sing,
Thy living promises. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Ye Little Flock Whom Jesus Feeds
Ye Sons of Men, a Feeble Race
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7772 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye sons of men, a feeble race,
Exposed to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling place,
And try and trust His care.
2. No ill shall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,
’Twill raise His saints on high.
3. He’ll give His angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways;
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.
4. Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall
And dash against the stones:
Are they not servants at His call,
And sent t’attend His sons?
5. Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempter’s wiles defeat;
He that hath broke the serpent’s head
Puts him beneath your feet.
6. Because on Me they set their love,
I’ll save them, saith the Lord;
“I’ll bear their joyful souls above
Destruction and the sword.
7. “My grace shall answer when they call,
In trouble I’ll be nigh;
My power shall help them when they fall,
And raise them when they die.
8. They that on earth My name have known
I’ll honor them in Heav’n;
There My salvation shall be shown,
And endless live be giv’n. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR
Ye Sons of Men, a Feeble Race
"Yet," Saith the Lord
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7777 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: "Yet," saith the Lord, “if David’s race Lyrics: 1. Yet, saith the Lord, “if David’s race,
The children of My Son,
Should break My laws, abuse My grace,
And tempt Mine anger down;
2. “Their sins I’ll visit with the rod
And make their folly smart;
But I’ll not cease to be their God,
Nor from My truth depart.
3. “My cov’nant I will ne’er revoke,
But keep My grace in mind
And what eternal love hath spoke
Eternal truth shall bind.
4. “Once have I sworn (I need no more)
And pledged My holiness,
To seal the sacred promise sure
To David and his race.
5. “The sun shall see his offspring rise
And spread from sea to sea,
Long as he travels round the skies
To give the nations day.
6. Sure as the moon that rules the night
His kingdom shall endure,
Till the fixed laws of shade and light
Shall be observed no more. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. STEPHEN
"Yet," Saith the Lord
The Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall
Author: Francis Pott, 1832-1909 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7778 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. The year is gone, beyond recall,
With all its hopes and fears,
With all its bright and gladdening smiles,
With all its mourners’ tears.
2. Thy thankful people praise Thee, Lord,
For countless gifts received;
And pray for grace to keep the faith
Which saints of old believed.
3. To Thee we come, O gracious Lord,
The newborn year to bless;
Defend our land from pestilence,
Give peace and plenteousness.
4. Forgive this nation’s many sins,
The growth of vice restrain;
And help us all with sin to strive,
And crowns of life to gain.
5. From evil deeds that stain the past
We now desire to flee;
And pray that future years may all
Be spent, good Lord, for Thee.
6. O Father, let Thy watchful eye
Still look on us in love,
That we may praise Thee, year by year,
With angel hosts above.
7. All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son,
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While endless ages run.
Languages: English Tune Title: TALLIS' ORDINAL
The Year Is Gone, Beyond Recall
Ye Choirs of New Jerusalem
Author: Fulbert of Chartres, 952-1028; Robert Campbell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7780 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
Your sweetest notes employ,
The Paschal victory to hymn
In strains of holy joy.
2. For Judah’s Lion bursts His chains,
Crushing the serpent’s head;
And cries aloud through death’s domains
To wake the imprisoned dead.
3. From hell’s devouring jaws the prey
Alone our Leader bore;
His ransomed hosts pursue their way
Where Jesus goes before.
4. Triumphant in His glory now
To Him all power is given;
To Him in one communion bow
All saints in earth and heaven.
5. While we, His soldiers, praise our King,
His mercy we implore,
Within His palace bright to bring
And keep us evermore.
6. All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son,
All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While endless ages run.
7. John M. Neale’s translation:
8. Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,
To sweet new strains attune your theme;
The while we keep, from care released,
With sober joy our Paschal feast:
9. When Christ, unconquer’d Lion, first
The dragon’s chains by rising burst:
And while with living voice He cries,
The dead of other ages rise.
10. Engorged in former years, their prey
Must death and hell restore today:
And many a captive soul, set free,
With Jesus leaves captivity.
11. Right gloriously He triumphs now,
Worthy to whom should all things bow;
And joining heaven and earth again,
Links in one commonweal the twain.
12. And we, as these His deeds we sing,
His suppliant soldiers, pray our King,
That in His palace, bright and vast,
We may keep watch and ward at last.
13. Long as unending ages run,
To God the Father, laud be done:
To God the son, our equal praise,
And God the Holy Ghost, we raise. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. FULBERT
Ye Choirs of New Jerusalem
Ye Humble Souls That Seek the Lord
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7793 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord Lyrics: 1. Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord,
Chase all your fears away;
And bow with rapture down to see
The place where Jesus lay.
2. Thus low the Lord of life was brought;
Such wonders love can do:
Thus cold in death that bosom lay,
Which throbbed and bled for you.
3. A moment give a loose to grief,
Let grateful sorrows rise,
And wash the bloody stains away,
With torrents from your eyes.
4. Then raise your eyes, and tune your songs,
The Savior lives again:
Not all the bolts and bars of death
The conqueror could detain.
5. High o’er the angelic bands He rears
His once dishonored head;
And through unnumbered years He reigns,
Who dwelt among the dead.
6. With joy like His shall every saint
His vacant tomb survey;
Then rise with His ascending Lord
To realms of endless day. Languages: English Tune Title: FINGAL
Ye Humble Souls That Seek the Lord
Ye Humble Souls, Approach Your God
Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7794 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye humble souls, approach your God
With songs of sacred praise,
For He is good, immensely good,
And kind are all His ways.
2. All nature owns His guardian care,
In Him we live and move;
But nobler benefits declare
The wonders of His love.
3. He gave His Son, His only Son,
To ransom rebel worms;
’Tis here He makes His goodness known
In its diviner forms.
4. To this dear refuge, Lord, we come;
’Tis here our hope relies;
A safe defense, a peaceful home,
When storms of trouble rise.
5. Thine eye beholds, with kind regard,
The souls who trust in Thee;
Their humble hope Thou wilt reward,
With bliss divinely free. Languages: English Tune Title: ARLINGTON
Ye Humble Souls, Approach Your God
Ye Sons of Earth, Prepare the Plough
Author: William Cowper Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7815 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye sons of earth, prepare the plough,
Break up your fallow ground!
The Sower is gone forth to sow,
And scatter blessings round.
2. The seed that finds a stony soil
Shoots forth a hasty blade;
But ill repays the sower’s toil,
Soon withered, scorched, and dead.
3. The thorny ground is sure to balk
All hopes of harvest there;
We find a tall and sickly stalk,
But not the fruitful ear.
4. The beaten path and highway side
Receive the trust in vain;
The watchful birds the spoil divide,
And pick up all the grain.
5. But where the Lord of grace and power
Has blessed the happy field,
How plenteous is the golden store
The deep wrought furrows yield!
6. Father of mercies, we have need
Of Thy preparing grace;
Let the same hand that gives me seed
Provide a fruitful place! Languages: English Tune Title: ST. JAMES
Ye Sons of Earth, Prepare the Plough
Ye That Obey th'Immortal King
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7819 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye that obey th’immortal King,
Attend His holy place;
Bow to the glories of His power,
And bless His wondrous grace.
2. Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high;
Raise your admiring thoughts by night
Above the starry sky.
3. The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick’ning grace;
The God that spread the heav’ns abroad,
And rules the swelling seas. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER (Reinagle)
Ye That Obey th'Immortal King
Ye Who the Name of Jesus Bear
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7825 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye who the name of Jesus bear,
His sacred steps pursue;
And let that mind which was in Him
Be also found in you.
2. Though in the form of God He was,
His only Son declared,
Nor to be equally adored
As robbery did regard;
3. His greatness He for us abased,
For us His glory veiled;
In human likeness dwelt on earth,
His majesty concealed:
4. Nor only as a man appears,
But stoops a servant low;
Submits to death, nay, bears the cross,
In all its shame and woe.
5. Hence God this generous love to men
With honors just hath crowned,
And raised the name of Jesus far
Above all names renowned:
6. That at this name, with sacred awe,
Each humble knee should bow
Of hosts immortal in the skies,
And nations spread below:
7. That all the prostrate powers of hell
Might tremble at His Word,
And every tribe, and every tongue,
Confess that He is Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: BEDFORD
Ye Who the Name of Jesus Bear
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