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Hosanna, Loud Hosanna
Author: Jeannette Threlfall Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2461 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. Hosanna, loud hosanna,
the little children sang;
Through pillared court and temple
the lovely anthem rang.
To Jesus, who had blessed them
close folded to His breast,
The children sang their praises,
the simplest and the best.
2. From Olivet they followed
mid an exultant crowd,
The victor palm branch waving,
and chanting clear and loud.
The Lord of men and angels
rode on in lowly state,
Nor scorned that little children
should on His bidding wait.
3. Hosanna in the highest!
that ancient song we sing,
For Christ is our Redeemer,
the Lord of Heaven our King.
O may we ever praise Him
with heart and life and voice,
And in His blissful presence
eternally rejoice! Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Hosanna, Loud Hosanna
Jehovah Reigns in Majesty
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3424 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. Jehovah reigns in majesty,
Let all the nations quake;
He dwells between the cherubim,
Let earth’s foundations shake.
Supreme in Zion is the Lord,
Exalted gloriously,
Ye nations, praise His name with awe,
The Holy One is He.
2. The mighty King loves justice well,
And equity ordains;
He rules His people righteously,
And faithfulness maintains.
O magnify the Lord our God,
Let Him exalted be;
In worship at His footstool bow,
The Holy One is He.
3. When priests and prophets called on God,
He their petitions heard;
His cloudy pillar led them on,
And they obeyed His Word.
Though sending judgments for their sins,
He pardoned graciously;
Exalt the Lord and worship Him,
The Holy One is He. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Jehovah Reigns in Majesty
My Master Was a Worker
Author: William G. Tarrant, 1853-1928 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4291 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. My Master was a worker,
With daily work to do,
And he who would be like Him
Must be a worker, too.
Then welcome honest labor,
And honest labor’s fare,
For where there is a worker,
The Master’s man is there.
2. My Master was a comrade,
A trusty friend and true,
And he who would be like Him,
Must be a comrade, too.
In happy hour of singing,
In silent hours of care,
Where goes a loyal comrade,
The Master’s man is there.
3. My Master was a helper,
The woes of life He knew,
And he who would be like Him
Must be a helper, too.
The burden will grow lighter,
If each will take a share,
And where there is a helper,
The Master’s man is there.
4. Then, brothers brave and manly,
Together let us be,
For He, who is our Master,
The Man of men was He.
The men who would be like Him
Are wanted everywhere,
And where they love each other
The Master’s men are there. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
My Master Was a Worker
O Lord, by Thee Delivered
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5058 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. O Lord, by Thee delivered,
I Thee with songs extol;
My foes Thou hast not suffered
to glory o’er my fall.
O Lord, my God, I sought Thee,
and Thou didst heal and save;
Thou, Lord, from death didst
ransom and keep me from the grave.
2. His holy name remember,
ye saints, Jehovah praise;
His anger lasts a moment,
His favor all our days;
For sorrow, like a pilgrim,
may tarry for a night,
But joy the heart will gladden
when dawns the morning light.
3. In prosperous days I boasted,
Unmoved I shall remain;
For Lord, by Thy good favor,
my cause Thou didst maintain;
I soon was sorely troubled,
for Thou didst hide Thy face;
I cried to Thee, Jehovah,
I sought Jehovah’s grace.
4. What profit if I perish,
if life Thou dost not spare?
Shall dust repeat Thy praises,
shall it Thy truth declare?
O Lord, on me have mercy,
and my petition hear;
That Thou mayst be my helper,
in mercy, Lord, appear.
5. My grief is turned to gladness,
to Thee my thanks I raise;
Who hast removed my sorrow
and girded me with praise;
And now, no longer silent,
my heart Thy praise will sing;
O Lord, my God, forever
my thanks to Thee I bring. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
O Lord, by Thee Delivered
The Roseate Hues of Early Dawn
Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5845 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. The roseate hues of early dawn,
the brightness of the day,
The crimson of the sunset sky,
how fast they fade away!
O for the pearly gates of Heav’n!
O for the golden floor!
O for the sun of righteousness
that setteth nevermore!
2. The highest hopes we cherish here,
how fast they tire and faint!
How many a spot defiles the robe
that wraps an earthly saint!
O for a heart that never sins!
O for a soul washed white!
O for a voice to praise our king,
nor weary day or night!
3. Here faith is ours, and heavenly hopes,
and grace to lead us higher;
But there are perfectness and peace
beyond our best desire.
O by Thy love and anguish, Lord,
O by Thy life laid down,
Grant that we fall not from Thy grace,
nor cast away our crown! Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
The Roseate Hues of Early Dawn
Thou Art the Mighty King of Kings
Author: Joseph Proud Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6491 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. Thou art the mighty King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high:
Israel is safe beneath Thy wings;
Thy servant shall not die.
Through Thee we shall the victory gain,
Though hosts of hell oppose:
Thou art our God; and Thou wilt reign,
And conquer all our foes.
2. We trust not in our bow or sword;
For weakness is our pow’r:
In Thee we trust, Almighty Lord,
Through every dangerous hour,
To Thee we look, Thou God of love,
Thy holy name adore:
Oh, may we rise to Heav’n above,
To love and praise Thee more. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Thou Art the Mighty King of Kings
Ye Sons of Pride
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7773 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: Ye sons of pride, that hate the just Lyrics: 1. Ye sons of pride, that hate the just
And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down to dust,
Your pomp shall rise no more.
2. The last great day shall change the scene;
When will that hour appear?
When shall the just revive and reign
O’er all that scorned them here?
3. God will my naked soul receive
When separate from the flesh;
And break the prison of the grave,
To raise my bones afresh.
4. Heaven is my everlasting home,
The inheritance is sure:
Let men of pride their rage resume,
But I’ll repine no more. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Ye Sons of Pride
The Princely City Passing By
Author: Charles Coffin; J. C. Earle Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8367 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 The princely city passing by,
The Magi turn to greet
The goal of all their toilsome march
In Bethlehem’s lowly street;
And while, from many tuneful lips,
Spontaneous anthems rise,
Triumphant faith takes wings of hope,
And wafts them to the skies.
2 Transporting joy, when once again
The star that they had lost,
With heav’nly light and promise bright,
Their eager pathway crossed;
Nor stayed its radiant course until
It took its golden rest,
Above the place where Jesus lay
Upon His mother’s breast.
3 No glint is here of ivory,
No blaze of burnished gold;
No purple robes the infant limbs
In gorgeous hues enfold:
His palace is a stable rude,
His throne a manger wild,
And raiment rough in web and woof,
The purple of that Child.
4 Let pomp and splendor other kings
Luxuriously adorn;
For better proves He thus His reign
Supreme the Babe new born:
In peasant garb and culture mean,
He sways the realms of thought;
And ’neath the scepter of His will
The hearts of men are brought.
5 Beside the cradle where He sleeps,
They worship on their knees;
And in the Child the eye of faith
The present Godhead sees;
Let us, their offspring in the faith,
Adore the Infant here;
And offer Him our best of gifts,
Hearts filled with sacred fear.
6 Let chaste and ardent love supply
The gold of Eastern kings,
And bodies penance-chastened yield
The myrrh devotion brings:
Our vows and prayers, like frankincense
And myrrh, shall sweetly rise
To hail the Babe recumbent here
As ruler of the skies.
7 To God the Father, fount of light,
Be glory evermore;
To God the Son, whose light and grace
Extend from shore to shore,
Be equal glory given here
And in the realms above,
In never ending songs of praise
Commensurate with love. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
The Princely City Passing By
The Lord! How Tender Is His Love
Author: Erasmus Darwin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9245 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 The Lord! how tender is His love,
His justice how august;
Hence all her fears my soul derives,
There anchors all her trust.
He showers the manna from above,
To feed the barren waste;
Or points with death the fiery hail,
And famine waits the blast.
2 Crowns, realms, and worlds, His wrath incensed,
Are dust beneath His tread:
He blights the fair, unplumes the proud,
And shakes the learnèd head.
He bids distress forget to groan,
The sick from anguish cease,
In dungeons spreads His healing wing,
And softly whispers peace.
3 His vengeance rides the rushing wind,
Or tips the bolt with flame;
His goodness breathes in every breeze,
And warms in every beam.
Lord! grant that still with grateful heart
My years resigned may run;
’Tis Thine to give, or to resume,
And may Thy will be done! Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
The Lord! How Tender Is His Love
Branch Of Jesse's Stem, Arise
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9655 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: Branch of Jesse’s stem, arise Lyrics: 1 Branch of Jesse’s stem, arise,
And in our nature grow;
Turn our earth to paradise,
By flourishing below:
Bless us with the spirit of grace
Immeasurably shed on Thee;
Pour on all the faithful race
The streaming Deity!
2 Let the Spirit of our Head
On all the members rest;
From Thyself to us proceed,
And dwell in every breast;
Teach to judge and act aright,
Inspire with wisdom from above,
Holy faith and heavenly might,
And reverential love.
3 Lord, of Thee we fain would learn
Thy heavenly Father’s will;
Give us quickness to discern,
And boldness to fulfill:
All His mind to us explain,
And His name on us impress,
Then our souls thro’ Thee attain
The spotless righteousness. Languages: English Tune Title: ELLACOMBE
Branch Of Jesse's Stem, Arise
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