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Our Pilgrim Brethren, Dwelling Far

Author: Sarah W. Livermore Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7880 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far Lyrics: 1 Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far, O God of truth and love, Light Thou their path with Thine own star, Bright beaming from above. 2 Wide as their mighty rivers flow, Let Thine own truth extend; Where prairies spread and forests grow, O Lord, Thy Gospel send. 3 Then will a mighty nation own A union firm and strong; The scepter of th’eternal throne Shall rule its councils long. Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH

To Thee, O Gracious Lord, We Sing

Author: D. C. Phillips Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7896 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O gracious Lord, we sing, To Thee in faith we pray, And all our sins to Thee we bring; Lord, wash them all away. 2 We glory in Thy boundless love, We triumph by Thy grace; When shall we come to Heav’n above, To see Thee face to face? 3 This barren wilderness is long, O, be Thou with us, Lord, And by Thy Spirit make us strong, And guide us by Thy Word. 4 Thy holy love, O spread abroad In these soiled hearts of ours, That we may consecrate to God Our bodies and our powers. 5 When comes the time to fall asleep, Thou Morning Star, we pray, Conduct us safe across the deep In Thy own blessèd way. Languages: English Tune Title: SHOEMAKER

Above Me Hangs The Silent Sky

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7913 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Above me hangs the silent sky; Around me rolls the sea; The crew is at all at rest, and I Am, Lord, alone with Thee. 2 Go where I may, from all remote, Thou, Lord, art ever near: No secret thought, but Thou canst note; No word, but Thou canst hear. 3 When all around are sunk to sleep, Thy presence here I find; To me Thou walkest o’er the deep, Or speakest in the wind. 4 In winds, and waves, and starry sky; I see Thee present here; And, looking at myself, I cry, Can I still be Thy care? 5 I think of days and dangers past, When I have found Thee nigh; And wonder how Thy love can last To one so vile as I. 6 I think of terrors near at hand, Of judgment yet to come; When I before Thy face must stand And hear my final doom. 7 The sense of all I’ve been and done Would fill me with despair; But to my Savior’s cross I run, And find a refuge there. 8 I know He has the power to aid, I know He has the will: And He who once for sinners bled, Can rescue sinners still. 9 Lord, arm my soul with faith in Thee, And fill my heart with love, My path from sin and danger free, And guide me safe above. 10 And while the waves around me beat, Lord, often thus descend, And grant me here communion sweet With Thee, the sinner’s friend. Languages: English Tune Title: WETHERBY

Alas, My Aching Heart

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7921 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Alas, my aching heart! Lyrics: 1 Alas, my aching heart! Here the keen torment lies; It racks my waking hours with smart, And frights my slumbering eyes. 2 Guilt will be hid no more, My griefs take vent apace, The crimes that blot my conscience o’er Flush crimson in my face. 3 My sorrows like a flood Impatient of restraint Into Thy bosom, O my God, Pour out a long complaint. 4 This impious heart of mine Could once defy the Lord, Could rush with violence on to sin In presence of Thy sword. 5 As often have I stood A rebel to the skies, The calls, the tenders of a God, And mercy’s loudest cries. 6 He offers all His grace, And all His heaven to me; Offers! But ’tis to senseless brass That can nor feel nor see. 7 Jesus the Savior stands To court me from above, And looks and spreads His wounded hands, And shows the prints of love. 8 But I, a stupid fool, How long have I withstood The blessings purchased with His soul, And paid for all in blood? 9 The heav’nly Dove came down And tendered me His wings, To mount me upward to a crown And bright immortal things. 10 Lord, I’m ashamed to say That I refused Thy Dove, And sent Thy Spirit grieved away To His own realms of love. 11 Nor all Thine heav’nly charms, Nor Thy revenging hand Could force me to lay down my arms, And bow to Thy command. 12 Lord, ’tis against Thy face My sins like arrows rise, And yet, and yet, O matchless grace Thy thunder silent lies. 13 O shall I never feel The meltings of Thy love? Am I of such hell-hardened steel That mercy cannot move? 14 Now for one powerful glance Dear Savior, from Thy face! This rebel heart no more withstands, But sinks beneath Thy grace. 15 O’ercome by dying love I fall, And at Thy cross I lie; I throw my flesh, my soul, my all, And weep, and love, and die. 16 Rise, says the Prince of mercy, rise; With joy and pity in His eyes: “Rise and behold My wounded veins; Here flows the blood to wash thy stains. 17 See, My great Father’s reconciled: He said, and lo, the Father smiled; The joyful cherubs clapped their wings, And sounded grace on all their strings. Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR

List To The Clanging Bells Of Time

Author: Fanny Crosby; Richard W. Adams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7958 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 List to the clanging bells of time, Tolling their low, sad chime, Requiem for the grand Old Year, Harken! he bids us hear: 2 “Friends, I am dying, hours are few; But this I leave with you— Bought with a price, you’re not your own: For Jesus live alone. 3 “Gather the sheep from mountains cold, Into the Shepherd’s fold; Work for His cause till day is done, Work till your crown is won. 4 “O Church below, the hosts above Watch all your zeal and love; Faithful abide till time is past, Joy you’ll receive at last. 5 "I shall be gone ere new-born year In beauty comes to cheer: Once I was young, my flowers bright— Now I must say 'Good-night!'" Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES

O All Ye Nations, Praise The Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7965 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: O all ye nations, praise the Lord, Each with a different tongue; In every language learn His Word, And let His name be sung. His mercy reigns thro’ every land, Proclaim His grace abroad; For ever firm His truth shall stand; Praise ye the faithful God. Languages: English Tune Title: NEW BRITAIN

The Heavenly Song

Author: Jessie G. McCartee Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8010 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee! Lyrics: 1 All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee! Thou Lamb enthroned in glory; We’ll praise Thee through eternity, And cast our crowns before Thee. 2 No more the helpless babe who slept In Bethlehem’s lowly manger, Nor man of sorrow, He who wept, On earth a lonely stranger. 3 No thorny crown around Thy brow, No more in anguish bleeding, Angelic hosts before Thee bow, But not for mercy pleading. 4 Thy blood-bought flock all safely rest Within Thy fold in Heaven, Their happy souls forever blest, Their many sins forgiven. All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee! Thou Lamb enthroned in glory; We’ll praise Thee through eternity, And cast our crowns before Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. COLUMBA

And Are We Wretches Yet Alive?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8040 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And are we wretches yet alive? And do we yet rebel? ’Tis boundless, ’tis amazing love, That bears us up from hell! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to flames; And threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feeble frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries, Forbear! And straight the thunder stays; And dare we now provoke His wrath, And weary out His grace? 4 Lord, we have long abused Thy love, Too long indulged our sin; Our aching hearts e’en bleed to see What rebels we have been. 5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command, No more will we obey; Stretch out, O God, Thy conquering hand, And drive Thy foes away. Languages: English Tune Title: GREENWICH

And Must I Part With All I Have?

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8042 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: And must I part with all I have Lyrics: 1 And must I part with all I have, My dearest Lord for Thee? It is but right since Thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go—one look from Thee Will more than make amends, For all the losses I sustain Of credit, riches, friends. 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, How worthless they appear, Compared with Thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair! 4 Savior of souls, could I from Thee A single smile obtain, Though destitute of all things else, I’d glory in my gain. Languages: English Tune Title: NORMANBY

Glory To God That Walks The Sky

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8048 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Glory to God that walks the sky, And sends His blessings through; That tells His saints of joys on high, And gives a taste below. 2 Glory to God that stoops His throne That dust and worms may see’t, And brings a glimpse of glory down Around His sacred feet. 3 When Christ, with all His graces crowned, Sheds His kind beams abroad, ’Tis a young Heav’n on earthly ground, And glory in the bud. 4 A blooming paradise of joy In this wild desert springs; And every sense I straight employ On sweet celestial things. 5 White lilies all around appear, And each His glory shows: The Rose of Sharon blossoms here, The fairest flower that blows. 6 Cheerful I feast on heav’nly fruit, And drink the pleasures down; Pleasures that flow hard by the foot Of the eternal throne. 7 But ah! how soon my joys decay! How soon my sins arise, And snatch the heav’nly scene away From these lamenting eyes! 8 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when The shining day appear, That I shall leave these clouds of sin, And guilt and darkness here? 9 Up to the fields above the skies My hasty feet would go; There everlasting flowers arise And joys unwithering grow. Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE'S CONSECRATION