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Scarce Discerning Aught Before Us

Author: George H. Bourne Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10674 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Scarce discerning aught before us, On our weary way we go; But one guiding Star is o’er us, Beaming forth the way to show. 2 Watch we, pray we, let us sink not Journeying on while yet we can; At a moment when we think not Shall we meet the Son of Man. 3 See! e’en now the east is brightening; See! the cloud of gloom is riven; See! a flash more swift than lightning Gleaming all athwart the Heaven. 4 Christ hath come—oh, joy and wonder! Clothed in majesty sublime, Glorious as the Son of Thunder Saw Him in the olden time. 5 Hark, the trumpets’ note is pealing; All the dead it summoneth, Endless life to some revealing, But to some—the second death. 6 Lo! a form earth from ariseth, Pure and lovely, who is she? She it is whom Jesu prizeth, ’Tis the Church, whose spouse is He. 7 See the robes of dazzling brightness That adorn the glorious bride; God hath clothed her in the whiteness Of the saints all purified. 9 Hark! she hails Him: "Thou that savest, Thy salvation draweth nigh; With the children that Thou gavest, Jesu, Bridegroom, here am I." 9 White robed bands of His redeemèd Stand around her by the throne; Sorrowful on earth they seemèd, Now their great reward is shown: 10 For with joy how passing fervent Each doth hear the gracious voice— "Come, thou good and faithful servant, Come, and evermore rejoice." Languages: English Tune Title: O DER ALLES
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Hush! The Virgin's Song Is Ringing

Author: Henry Trend Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10687 Meter: 8.7.8.7 First Line: Hush! the virgin’s song is ringing Lyrics: 1 Hush! the virgin’s song is ringing Through the lowly manger’s shed, Joseph’s voice the chorus singing O’er their glorious Infant’s bed. 2 Sleep! my Child, for in the manger Softest hay beneath Thee lies; Loveliest Infant, here no danger Can Thy precious life surprise. 3 Sleep! my Child, my crown, my beauty, Lulled with nectar from my breast; Sleep! whilst sweet maternal duty Watches o’er Thy balmy rest. 4 Sleep! my Child, so full of sweetness, Sweeter than the honey comb; Sleep! my joy, my life’s completeness, Offspring of my virgin womb. 5 Sleep! my Child, and I will render To Thy wishes full supply; Thy dear mother’s pleasure, tender As the apple of her eye. 6 Sleep! my Child, my heart’s sole treasure, Giving joy which fears not death; Angels seem to whisper pleasure When I hear Thy sleeping breath. 7 Sleep! my Child; Thy mother singing Lulls Thee now to calm repose; Joseph’s voice responsive ringing Softly as the chorus flows. 8 Sleep! my Child, for I am pouring Rose and violet on Thy bed: Hyacinths bestrew Thy flooring; Lilies lie around Thy head. 9 Sleep! my Child; were minstrels needed I would send for Bethlehem’s swains; Never are their songs unheeded, None can waken holier strains. Languages: English Tune Title: SEBASTIAN
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This Is Not My Place Of Resting

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11074 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 This is not my place of resting; Mine’s a city yet to come; Onwards to it I am hasting— On to my eternal home. 2 In it all is light and glory, O’er it shines a nightless day; Every trace of sin’s sad story— All the curse has passed away. 3 There the Lamb, our shepherd, leads us By the streams of life along; On the freshest pastures feeds us, Turns our sighing into song. 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, Soon we bid farewell to pain; Never more be sad or weary, Never, never sin again. Languages: English Tune Title: VESPER
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Christian Worship–How Inviting

Author: Levi Kneeland, 1803-1834 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11163 Meter: 8.7.8.7 First Line: Christian worship—how inviting Lyrics: 1 Christian worship—how inviting Is the social praying band! Happy concert thrice delighting, Bound to Canaan’s holy land. 2 See how joyful they assemble At the consecrated hour! How they Heaven’s host resemble While the God Most High adore! 3 See them in sweet concert moving, Each their humble part fulfill! Bound to love, each other loving, Thus they do the Savior’s will. 4 How they bow in adoration Low before Jehovah’s throne, Giving honor and salvation To the High and Holy One. 5 Now they rise in hymns symphonious— All as one their spirits rise; Sweep the golden harps harmonious Strung by seraphs in the skies. 6 Now they pour out fervent prayer— Plead the all-atoning blood. Father, Son, and Spirit’s there; ’Tis in truth the house of God. Languages: English Tune Title: MOUNT VERNON
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Once He Came, How Meek And Lowly

Author: William W. Hull Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11237 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Once He came, how meek and lowly, Kind, and full of love for men; Judge supreme, unerring, holy, Soon He comes on earth again. 2 Be the terrors and the blessing Of that day before us now, Every grateful heart possessing, Cheering every thoughtful brow. 3 Grateful, that in form and feeling, One of us, to earth He came; Thoughtful, for He died revealing All our hope and all our shame. 4 May the Savior here have known us Heedful of His words and way, And th’almighty Judge will own us On His last and dreadful day. Languages: English Tune Title: FREIBURG
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Shall This Life Of Mine Be Wasted?

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11254 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Shall this life of mine be wasted? Shall this vineyard lie untilled? Shall true joy pass by untasted, And this soul remain unfilled? 2 Shall the God-given hours be scattered, Like the leaves upon the plain? Shall the blossoms die unwatered By the drops of heavenly rain? 3 Shall I see each fair sun waking, And not feel, it wakes for me? Each glad morning, brightly breaking, And not feel, it breaks for me? 4 Shall I see the roses blowing, And not wish to bloom as they? Holy fragrance round me throwing, Luring others on the way. 5 Shall I hear the free bird singing In the summer’s stainless sky, Far aloft its glad flight winging, And not seek to soar as high? 6 Shall this heart still spend its treasures On the things that fade and die; Shall it court the hollow pleasures Of bewildering vanity? 7 Shall these lips of mine be idle; Shall I open them in vain? Shall I not with God’s own bridle Their frivolities restrain? 8 Shall these eyes of mine still wander? Or, no longer turned afar, Fix a firmer gaze and fonder On the bright and morning Star? 9 Shall these feet of mine, delaying Still in ways of sin be found, Braving snares and madly straying On the world’s bewitching ground? 10 No, I was not born to trifle Life way in dreams or sin! No, I must not, dare not stifle Longings such as these within! 11 Swiftly moving, upward, onward, Let my soul in faith be borne; Calmly gazing, skyward, sunward, Let my eye unblinking turn! 12 Where the cross, God’s love revealing, Sets the fettered spirit free, Where it sheds its wondrous healing, There my soul, thy rest shall be. 13 Then no longer idly dreaming Shall I fling my years away; But, each precious hour redeeming, Wait for the eternal day! Languages: English Tune Title: RATHBUN
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He Is Coming

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11305 Meter: 8.7.8.7 First Line: He is coming, and the tidings Lyrics: 1 He is coming, and the tidings Now are rolling wide and far, As the light flows out in gladness, From yon bright and morning-star. 2 He is coming, hear the tidings Sweep throughout the willing air, With the hope that ends forever Time’s dark ages of despair. 3 See the earth from dreams and slumber Rouse itself to say, Amen; Land and ocean bid Him welcome, Flood and forest join the strain. 4 He is coming, and the mountains Of Judea ring again; See Jerusalem awaken, Rise and shout her glad Amen. 5 He is coming; wastes of Horeb, Now awaken and rejoice! Hills of Moab, cliffs of Edom, Lift thy too long silent voice! 6 He is coming, sea of Sodom, Come to heal thy leprous brine, To return thy palm and myrtle, All the fruits and joyous vine. 7 He is coming, blighted Carmel, To restore thy olive bowers; He is coming, faded Sharon, To give back thee all thy flowers. 8 Sons of Gentile-trodden Judah, Waken and behold: He comes! Long so landless, kingless exiles, Go and seek your long lost homes. 9 Back to deep and ancient valleys Which your fathers loved so well, In their now long crumbled cities Let their children’s children dwell. 10 Drain the last drop of the wormwood From your nation’s bitter cup; ’Tis the bitterest, but the latest: Now make haste and drink it up. 11 For He comes, thy true Messiah, Thine anointed royal king; See Him come, in love and glory: For thee endless joy He brings. 12 He, thy mighty king, is coming, Putting end to woes and wrongs; Giving joy in place of mourning, Turning all thy sighs to songs. 13 Now are dried the tears of ages: Now you wear, as once of old, Heav’nly diadem of beauty, Precious crown of purest gold. 14 He has lifted thee from sadness, Set thee on the highest throne, As Messiah’s chosen nation, Blessèd, best belovèd one. 15 Wipe the stain and dust of exile From thy worn and weary feet; Come with songs of glorious triumph, Come thy Savior now to greet. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORATION
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God, Creator And Preserver

Author: John Ellerton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11308 Meter: 8.7.8.7 First Line: God, Creator and Preserver! Lyrics: 1 God, Creator and Preserver! God, who feedest man and beast; God, whose tender mercy careth For the weakest and the least; 2 If in former times of gladness, In the fullness of our bread, Harvest gifts to Thee we offered Harvest songs to Thee we said; 3 Shall we not in trustful patience Cast our care upon Thee now? Shall we not in meek obedience To Thy righteous judgments bow? 4 Though the earth withhold her increase, Though the heaven restrain its dew, Though his hand the reaper fill not, Yet we know that Thou art true. 5 Not in vain the mighty promise, From beneath the Bow of Peace, Told us, while the earth remaineth, Seed-time, harvest, shall not cease. 6 But our sins have stayed Thy blessing, Our rebellions drawn Thy sword; Pity now Thy mourning people; Think upon Thy covenant, Lord. 7 So the sunshine of Thy bounty Once again shall dry our tears; And Thy gracious hand restore us All our canker-eaten years. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ANDREW
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Bethlehem In Land Of Judah

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11641 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Bethlehem in land of Judah, Who shall all thy glory tell? Out of thee the Lord from Heaven Came to rule His Israel. 2 Fairer than the sun at morning Was the star that told His birth, To the world its God announcing Seen in fleshly form on earth. 3 Eastern sages at His cradle Make oblations rich and rare; See them give, in deep devotion, Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. 4 Sacred gifts of mystic meaning; Incense doth their faith disclose, Gold their hearts’ best love proclaimeth, Myrrh obedience foreshows. 5 Jesus, whom the Gentiles worshipped At Thy glad epiphany, Unto Thee, our only Father, God, and Savior, glory be. Languages: English Tune Title: STUTTGART
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Where Is This Stupendous Stranger?

Author: Christopher Smart, 1722-1771 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11643 Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Where is this stupendous stranger? Prophets, shepherds, kings, advise; Lead me to my Master’s manger, Show me where my Savior lies. 2 O most mighty, O most holy, Far beyond the seraph’s thought, Art Thou then so weak and lowly As unheeded prophets taught? 3 O the magnitude of meekness! Worth from worth immortal sprung, O the strength of infant weakness, If eternal is so young! 4 God all bounteous, all creative, Whom no ills from good dissuade, Is incarnate and a native Of the very world He made. Languages: English Tune Title: HALTON HOLGATE

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