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Thou to Whom the Sick and Dying

Author: Godfrey Thring Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6715 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1. Thou to whom the sick and dying Ever came, nor came in vain, Still with healing word replying, To the wearied cry of pain, Hear us, Jesu, as we meet Suppliants at Thy mercy seat. 2. Still the weary, sick, and dying Need a brother’s, sister’s care, On Thy higher help relying May we now their burdens share, Bringing all our offerings meet Suppliants at Thy mercy seat. 3. May each child of Thine be willing Willing both in hand and heart, All the law of love fulfilling, Ever comfort to impart; Ever bringing offerings meet, Suppliant to Thy mercy seat. 4. So may sickness, sin, and sadness To Thy healing virtue yield, Till the sick and sad, in gladness, Rescued, ransomed, cleansèd, healed, One in Thee together meet, Pardoned at Thy judgment seat. Languages: English Tune Title: REQUIEM
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Thee, O Christ, the Father's Splendor

Author: Rhabanus Maurus, 776-856; John M. Neale Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6847 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1. Thee, O Christ, the Father’s splendor, Life and virtue of the heart, In the presence of the angels Sing we now with tuneful art, Meetly in alternate chorus, Bearing our responsive part. 2. Thus we praise with veneration All the armies of the sky; Chiefly him, the warrior primate, Of celestial chivalry, Michael, who in princely virtue Cast Abaddon from on high. 3. By whose watchful care repelling— King of everlasting grace— Every ghostly adversary, All things evil, all things base, Grant us of Thine only goodness, In Thy paradise a place. 4. Laud and honor to the Father, Laud and honor to the Son, Laud and honor to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, co-eternal, While unending ages run. Languages: English Tune Title: UNSER HERRSCHER
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Triumphal Entry

Author: Dwight M. Pratt Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6902 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 First Line: See from Bethany advancing Lyrics: 1. See from Bethany advancing Joyful throngs by Jesus led; Loud hosannas rend the heavens, Garments rich His pathway spread; Shout, ye saints! your triumph sing! Blessèd is the coming king! 2. Now the sacred gates are lifted, Zion’s king is passing through. All the glory of the city And the temple rise to view; Zion, shout, your Savior own, David’s Son, on David’s throne! 3. King of peace, Jehovah’s chosen! King with highest glory crowned! Honored by the hosts of Heaven, By the earthly Zion owned. Take Thy scepter, rule the throng Praising Thee with hallowed song! 4. Sad, ah, sad the changeful morrow, Bitter scorn for ardent praise; They who’d build a throne of glory, Now a cruel cross upraise. Yet, O Zion, triumph sing! Christ betrayed is Savior, king! Languages: English Tune Title: TAUNTON
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Master, speak! Thy servant heareth

Hymnal: Small Church Music #7007 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Tune Title: MORGEN KINDER
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Iza re ireto avy (Who are these coming people?)

Hymnal: Small Church Music #7202 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Languages: Malagasy Tune Title: [Who are these coming people] (Schulthes)
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Who Are These Like Stars Appearing?

Author: Theobald Heinrich Schenk; Frances E. Cox Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7418 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 First Line: Who are these like stars appearing Lyrics: 1. Who are these like stars appearing, These before God’s throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia! Hark, they sing, Praising loud their heav’nly king. 2. Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God’s own truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose luster ne’er shall fade, Ne’er be touched by time’s rude hand? Whence come all this glorious band? 3. These are they who have contended For their Savior’s honor long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These who well the fight sustained, Triumph through the Lamb have gained. 4. These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o’er, God has bid them weep no more. 5. These, like priests, have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will; Soul and body consecrated, Day and night to serve Him still: Now in God’s most holy place Blest they stand before His face. Languages: English Tune Title: ALL SAINTS OLD
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Who Is This That Comes from Edom?

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7511 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 First Line: Who is this that comes from Edom Lyrics: 1. Who is this that comes from Edom, All His garments stained with blood; To the slave proclaiming freedom; Bringing and bestowing good; Glorious in the garb He wears, Glorious in the spoils He bears? 2. ’Tis the Savior, now victorious Traveling onward in His might; ’Tis the Savior, O how glorious To His people is the sight! Jesus now is strong to save, Mighty to redeem the slave. 3. Why that blood His raiment staining? ’Tis the blood of many slain; Of His foes there’s none remaining, None the contest to maintain: Fallen they are, no more to rise, All their glory prostrate lies. 4. This the Savior has effected By His mighty arm alone; See the throne for Him erected; ’Tis an everlasting throne: ’Tis the great reward He gains, Glorious fruit of all His pains. 5. Mighty victor, reign forever, Wear the crown so dearly won; Never shall thy people, never Cease to sing what Thou hast done; Thou hast fought Thy people’s foes; Thou wilt heal Thy people’s woes. Languages: English Tune Title: EDOM
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Lamb Of God, Thy Right We Own

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7932 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God, Thy right we own; Worthy Thou, and Thou alone, The mysterious book t’explain Teeming with the fates of man, Thou shalt open every seal, Every prophecy fulfill. 2 Power executive is Thine: Prodigal of blood divine, Thou hast dearly bought Thine own, Laid the precious ransom down, Given by Thy Father’s grace, Slain for all our helpless race. 3 We who in Thy death confide, Conscious of Thy blood applied, Now the Gospel blessing prove, Fruit of Thy redeeming love, Daily find in serving Thee, Love is perfect liberty. 4 By the Spirit of Thy grace Thy distinguished witnesses, Out of all the worldly throng, Every nation, tribe, and tongue, Called, and separated for Thine, Now we in Thine image shine. 5 Thou hast by Thy hallowing blood Consecrated us to God, And we in the Holiest Place, Offer up our prayer and praise, Ceaseless "Abba, Father" cry, Kings and priests of the Most High. 6 Mightier joys ordained to know, When Thou com’st to reign below, We shall at Thy side sit down, Partners of Thy great white throne, Kings a thousand years with Thee, Kings thro’ all eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: UNSER HERRSCHER
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See! The Morning Star

Author: W. Wood Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8982 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 First Line: See! the morning star is dwelling Lyrics: 1 See! the morning star is dwelling, On the eastern mountain’s height, See! The day all days excelling, Bursts upon our aching sight; Sing we then, the carol free, Christus natus hodie. 2 Long our watch has been, and dreary, Long we wandered from afar, So the wise men, worn and weary, Followed still the leading star, Till the Day Spring’s self they see, Christus natus hodie. 3 Hence, away! all care and sadness! Hence, and ne’er return again! Angels sing with notes of gladness, "Peace on earth, good will to men." Join we them in carol free, Christus natus hodie. Languages: English Tune Title: BARBICAN
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Night Of Wonder

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9167 Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 First Line: Night of wonder, night of glory Lyrics: 1 Night of wonder, night of glory, Such as time has never seen! Theme of old prophetic story, Night all solemn and serene: Sweetest silence, softest blue That earth’s darkness ever knew! 2 Night of beauty, hour of gladness, Of all nights the first and best; Not a cloud to speak of sadness, Not a star but sings of rest; Holy midnight, showering peace, Never shall thy radiance cease. 3 Happy city, dearest, fairest, Lonely, tranquil, Bethlehem! Least and lowliest, richest, rarest, David’s city, Judah’s gem; Out of thee there comes the light That dispelleth all our night. 4 In thee Heav’n and earth are meeting; Lo, there comes the angel throng; We give back the heav’nly greeting, Joining in the holy song— Song of festival and mirth, Song of morning to the earth. 5 Now to thee thy king descendeth, Laid upon a woman’s knee; To thy gates His steps He bendeth, To the manger cometh He; David’s Lord and David’s Son, This His cradle and His throne. 6 All unconscious of the treasure That within thy walls there lies, Is it slumber, is it pleasure That is sealing up thine eyes? Canst thou not the grandeur see Of that veilèd majesty? 7 All unwitting of the wonder Wrought within thy gates tonight, Art thou blind to Him who yonder Sleeps unhonored—Prince of Light? Thou thyself the cradle bed, For the King of Glory spread! 8 He, the lowliest of the lowly, To our tainted world has come; He, the holiest of the holy, Cannot find a human home. All for us He has been born, All for us He bears the scorn. 9 Babe of weakness, Child of grandeur, At Thy stony crib we bow; Not a trace of heavenly splendor, Yet the King of angels Thou! Soon by earth to be adored, As creation’s Heir and Lord. 10 Light of life, Thou liest yonder, Mystery of mighty love; Naught from Thee our souls shall sunder, Naught from us shall Thee remove. Take these hearts, and let them be Throne and cradle both for Thee! 11 Bread of God, though yet unbroken, Still e’en now the living Bread; In that manger, lo, the token Of the table to be spread For us in the upper room, When the longed for night is come. 12 Rose of Sharon, springing sweetly In this sacred solitude, Every gracious leaflet fitly Folded in this tender bud; All the beauty yet concealed, All the fragrance unrevealed. 13 O’er Thy cradle we are bending, Singing low our song of love, Soon to sing the song unending In the Bethlehem above; Through the ages gazing on, Not the cradle, but the throne Languages: English Tune Title: DANA

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