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We See Not, Know Not

Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13046 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8 First Line: We see not, know not; all our way Lyrics: 1 We see not, know not; all our way Is night—with Thee alone is day: From out the torrent’s troubled drift, Above the storm our prayers we lift, Thy will be done! 2 The flesh may fail, the heart may faint, But who are we to make complaint, Or dare to plead, in times like these, The weakness of our love of ease? Thy will be done! 3 We take with solemn thankfulness Our burden up, nor ask it less, And count it joy that even we May suffer, serve, or wait for Thee, Whose will be done! 4 Though dim as yet in tint and line, We trace Thy picture’s wise design, And thank Thee that our age supplies Its dark relief of sacrifice. Thy will be done! 5 And if, in our unworthiness, Thy sacrificial wine we press, If from Thy ordeal’s heated bars Our feet are seamed with crimson scars, Thy will be done! 6 If, for the age to come, this hour Of trial hath vicarious power, And, blest by Thee, our present gain Be Liberty’s eternal gain, Thy will be done! 7 Strike, Thou the Master, we Thy keys, The anthem of the destinies! The minor of Thy loftier strain, Our hearts shall breathe the old refrain, Thy will be done! Languages: English Tune Title: CHARLOTTESVILLE
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Wer Nur Den Lieben Gott Lässt Walten

Author: Georg Neumark Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13579 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Wer nur den lieben Gott lässt walten Und hoffet auf ihn allezeit, Den wird er wunderbar erhalten In aller Not und Traurigkeit. Wer Gott, dem Allerhöchsten, traut, Der hat auf keinen Sand gebaut. 2 Man halte nur ein wenig stille Und sei doch in sich selbst vergnügt, Wie unsers Gottes Gnadenwille, Wie sein Allwissenheit es fügt, Gott, der uns ihm hat auserwählt, Der weiss am besten, was uns felt. 3 Er kennt die rechten Freudenstunden, Er weiss wohl, was uns nützlich sei: Wenn err uns nur hat treu erfunden Und merket keine Heuchelei, So kommt Gott, er wir’s uns versehn, Und lässet uns viel Guts geschehn. 4 Sing, bet und geh auf Gottes Wegen, Verricht das Deine nur getreu Und trau des Himmels reichem Segen, So wird er bei dir werden neu; Denn welcher seine Zuversicht, Auf Gott setzt, den verlässt er nicht. Languages: German Tune Title: BREMEN
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Give Me Thy Heart

Author: Mrs. B. A. Perrigo Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13926 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8 First Line: "Give me thy heart," the sweet words fall Lyrics: 1 "Give me thy heart," the sweet words fall Like whispered music on the ear; "Give me thy heart," the pleading call Floats like a harp-note soft and clear. "Give me thy heart," "Give me thy heart." 2 And when the noontide scatters ’round, Its golden tints, its richest hues, Then, then is heard the self-same sound, "Give me thy heart," do not refuse. "Give me thy heart," "Give me thy heart." 3 O, ’tis the Lord who speaks to thee So kindly. Canst thou from Him stay? He woos thee yet more tenderly, "Give me thy heart," without delay. 4 Give God thy heart, be His alone; Love, work and watch and strive and pray That when His will in thee is done, That heart already His, shall say—" "Take Thou Thine own," "Take Thou Thine own. Languages: English Tune Title: QINGHAI
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Awake! Ye Saints Of God! Awake

Author: Eliza R. Snow Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16006 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Awake! ye saints of God! awake, Call on the Lord in migh­ty pray­er, That He will Zi­on’s bond­age break, And bring to naught the fowl­er’s snare. 2 He will re­gard His peo­ple’s cry— The wi­dow’s tear—the or­phan’s moan; The blood of those that slaugh­tered lie, Pleads not in vain be­fore His throne. 3 Though Zion’s foes have coun­seled deep, Altho’ they bind with fet­ters strong; The God of Ja­cob does not sleep— His ven­geance will not slum­ber long. 4 Then let your souls be stayed on God; A glo­ri­ous scene is draw­ing nigh: Tho’ tem­pests ga­ther like a flood, The storm, tho’ fierce, will soon pass by. 5 Our God in judg­ment will come near, His migh­ty arm He will make bare: For Zi­on’s sake He will ap­pear, Then Oh! ye saints! awake, pre­pare! 6 Awake to un­ion and be one, "Or" sa­ith the Lord, "you are not Mine"; Yea, like the Fa­ther and the Son, Let all the saints, in un­ion join. Languages: English Tune Title: WLLARD

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