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Saints in Glory, We Together

Author: Nehemiah Adams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6067 Meter: 8.8.8.5 Lyrics: 1. Saints in glory, we together Know the song that ceases never; Song of songs Thou art, O Savior; All that endless day. 2. Come, ye angels, round us gather, While to Jesus we draw nearer; In His throne He’ll seat for ever Those for whom He died. 3. Underneath His throne a river, Clear as crystal, flows for ever, Like His fullness, failing never: Hail, enthronèd Lamb! 4. Oh, the unsearchable Redeemer! Shoreless ocean, sounded never! Yesterday, today, for ever, Jesus Christ, the same. Languages: English Tune Title: ACCLAIM

Angel Voices Sweetly Singing

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11258 Meter: 8.8.8.5 Lyrics: 1 Angel voices sweetly singing, Echoes through the blue dome ringing, News of wondrous gladness bringing; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 2 Now, beneath us all the grieving, All the wounded spirit’s heaving, All the woe of hopes deceiving; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 3 Sin for ever left behind us, Earthly visions cease to blind us, Fleshly fetters cease to bind us; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 4 On the jasper threshold standing, Like a pilgrim safely landing, See, the strange bright scene expanding! Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 5 What a city! what a glory! Far beyond the brightest story Of the ages old and hoary; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 6 Softest voices, silver pealing, Freshest fragrance, spirit healing, Happy hymns around us stealing; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 7 Gone the vanity and folly, Gone the dark and melancholy, Come the joyous and the holy; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 8 Not a broken blossom yonder, Not a link can snap asunder, Stayed the tempest, sheathed the thunder; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 9 Not a tear drop ever falleth, Not a pleasure ever palleth, Song to song for ever calleth; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 10 Christ Himself the living splendor, Christ the sunlight mild and tender; Praises to the Lamb we render; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 11 Now at length the veil is rended, Now the pilgrimage is ended, And the saints their thrones ascended; Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! 12 Broken death’s dread bands that bound us, Life and victory around us; Christ, the King, Himself hath crowned us, Ah, ’tis Heaven at last! Languages: English Tune Title: [Angel voices sweetly singing]

Dicsérd Jézust, Ha Övé Vagy

Author: Thomas Kelly; Anna Piroska Williams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14298 Meter: 8.8.8.5 First Line: Dicsérd Jézust, ha övé vagy Lyrics: 1 Dicsérd Jézust, ha övé vagy, Tartozásod oly nagyon nagy! Teljes szívvel néki adjad Javaid, erőd! 2 Jézus, a Te neved éltet, Te adsz lelki pajzsot, vértet, Te győzöd le ellenünket, Ha benned bízunk. 3 Bízzál benne mindörökre, Építs bátran hűségére! Semmi el nem szakít tőle, Ha szeretjük Őt. 4 Tarts meg minket szilárd hitben, Ragaszkodjunk hozzád hűen, Míg meglátjuk majd a mennyben Dicsőségedet. 5 Ott leszünk majd, Hova vágyunk, S eltűnik a gyarlóságunk. Mit itt lenn meg nem találunk, Nemsoká miénk! Languages: Hungarian Tune Title: ACCLAIM

The Little Birds Now Seek Their Nest

Author: Matilda B. Betham-Edwards Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16150 Meter: 8.8.8.5 First Line: The little birds now seek their nest Lyrics: 1 The little birds now seek their nest; The baby sleeps on mother’s breast; Thou givest all Thy children rest, God of the weary. 2 The sailor prayeth on the sea: The little ones at mother’s knee; Now comes the penitent to Thee, God of the weary. 3 The orphan puts away his fears; The troubled hopes for happier years; Thou driest all the mourner’s tears, God of the weary. 4 Thou sendest rest to tired feet, To little toilers slumber sweet, To aching hearts repose complete, God of the weary. 5 In grief, perplexity, or pain, None ever come to Thee in vain; Thou makest life a joy again, God of the weary. 6 We sleep that we may wake renewed, To serve Thee as Thy children should, With love, and zeal, and gratitude, God of the weary. Languages: English Tune Title: THE LITTLE BIRDS