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How Blest a Home!

Author: Janette W. Trench Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: How blest a home! The Father's house Lyrics: 1. How blest a home! The Father’s house! There love divine doth rest; What else could satisfy the hearts Of those in Jesus blest? His home made ours—His Father’s love Our heart’s full portion given, The portion of the Firstborn Son, The full delight of Heav’n. 2. Oh, what a home! The Son who knows, He only—all His love; And brings us as His well belovèd, To that bright rest above, Dwells in His bosom—knoweth all That in that bosom lies, And came to earth to make it known, That we might share His joys. 3. Oh, what a home! There fullest love Flows through its courts of light; The Son’s divine affections flow Throughout its depth and height. And full response the Father gives, To fill with joy the heart— No cloud is there to dim the scene, Or shadow to impart. 4. Oh, what a home! But such His love That He must bring us there, To fill that home, to be with Him, And all His glory share. The Father’s house, the Father’s heart, All that the Son is given Made ours—the objects of His love And He, our joy in Heav’n. Used With Tune: DRINK TO ME ONLY

Extol the Love of Christ

Author: S. F. Coffman Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: Extol the love of Christ, ye saints Topics: Feet-Washing Scripture: John 13:3-5 Used With Tune: VARINA
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Jerusalem, Jerusalem

Author: Lina Sandell Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 7 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Thou city ever blest, Within thy portals first I find My safety, peace, and rest. Here dangers always threaten me, My days in strife are spent, And labor, sorrow, worry, grief, I find at best their strength. 2 No wonder, then, that more and more My longings do increase, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, For thee, and never cease. My lineage, too, to thee I trace, A stranger in the earth, In thee my burgher-ship I have, In thee I have my birth. 3 No wonder, then, that I do long O blessed home, for thee, Where finally I shall have rest, From sin and sorrow free; Where tears and weeping are no more, Nor death, nor pain, nor night, For former things are passed away In yonder home of light. 4 Now all for me has lost its charm Which here so much is praised, Since on the cross, through faith, I saw My Saviour, Jesus, raised. My goal is fixed, one thing I ask, Whate’er the cost may be, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Soon to arrive in thee. Amen. Topics: Eternity Used With Tune: JERUSALEM

Your Cross Provides a Window, Christ

Author: William L. Wallace Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: KINGSFOLD
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Lord, Look On This, Our Panting Earth!

Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lord, look on this, our panting earth! Behold our dying grain: Our land oppressed with cruel dearth, And groans for want of rain. Our land is like the barren sands, Beneath the burning sky! And all her product withering stands, And every plant must die. 2 All living creatures feel distressed, And all their comfort fails; The whole of nature is oppressed, Because Thy wrath prevails. Thy judgments Lord! are very just, If Thou shouldst never grant A single rain to lay the dust, That could revive a plant. 3 Our minds are filled with dread and fear, And conscious of our guilt; The curses we deserve to bear, They will, and must be felt. O, we should feel a heavy hand! A thing we never knew; Should drought continue in our land, Till famine would ensue. 4 With us it soon may be the case As elsewhere it hath been; Our wretched land in every place Is filled and stained with sin. Have mercy Lord, we humbly pray! Send us a gracious rain. O turn Thy fearful threats away! Revive our hopes again. Used With Tune: FIRST MODE MELODY Text Sources: Church Hymn Book by Paul Henkel (New Market, VA: Solomon Henkel, 1816)
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I heard a voice, the sweetest voice

Author: P. Stryker Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 32 hymnals Topics: Jesus Beauty; Praise General; Refuge
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O Praise the Lord, His Deeds Make Known

Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1. O praise the Lord, His deeds make known, And call upon His name; Sing ye to Him, His praises sing, His wondrous works proclaim. Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord, His holy name adore; Seek ye Jehovah and His strength, Seek Him forevermore. 2. Ye children of God’s covenant, Who of His grace have heard, Forget not all His wondrous deeds And judgments of His Word. The Lord our God is God alone, All lands His judgments know; His promise He remembers still, While generations go. 3. While yet our fathers were but few, Sojourners in the land, He sware that Canaan should be theirs, And made His covenant stand. He suffered none to do them wrong In all their pilgrim way; Yea, for their sake were kings reproved And covered with dismay. 4. His stern command restrained their foes And filled them with alarm; Touch not Mine own anointed ones, Nor do My prophets harm. He wholly broke the staff of bread And called for famine sore, And He prepared His people’s way By sending one before. 5. Then Joseph, sold to slavery, With cruel chains was bound; Till his prediction came to pass, Distress and grief he found. The king released him from his bonds And made him rule the land, Subjecting chiefs and senators To his controlling hand. 6. To Egypt Israel followed then, And there grew great and strong, Until their friends became their foes And did them grievous wrong. God sent His servant Moses then, And Aaron, whom He chose; Great signs and wonders they displayed To terrify their foes. 7. In darkness they were taught to fear God’s great and holy name; On man and beast, on vine and field, His awful judgment came. He smote the first-born in the land, The chief of all their strength, Enriched His people with the spoil And brought them forth at length. 8. He led them forth in health and strength, None weak in all their band, And Egypt, filled with fear, rejoiced To see them leave the land. He spread a cloud to cover them, Most glorious and bright, And made a fiery pillar shine To give them light by night. 9. At their request He sent them quails, And bread of Heav’n bestowed; And from the rock, to quench their thirst, The living waters flowed. His sacred word to Abraham He kept, though waiting long, And brought His chosen people forth With joy and thankful song. 10. The lands and toil of wicked men He gave them to possess, That they might keep His holy laws, Jehovah praise and bless. Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord, His holy name adore; Seek ye Jehovah and His strength, Seek Him forevermore. Used With Tune: GERALD Text Sources: The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 289
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To God I Made My Sorrows Known

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 49 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To GOD I made my sorrows known, from GOD I sought relief; in long complaints before His throne I poured out all my grief. My soul was overwhelmed with woes, my heart began to break; my God, who all my burdens knows, He knows the way I take. 2 On every side I cast mine eye, and found my helpers gone, while friends and strangers passed me by neglected or unknown. Then did I raise a louder cry, and called Thy mercy near, "Thou art my portion when I die, be Thou my refuge here." 3 LORD, I am brought exceeding low, now let Thine ear attend, and make my foes who vex me know I've an almighty Friend. From my sad prison set me free, then shall I praise Thy name, and holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. Topics: Supplication Scripture: Psalm 142 Used With Tune: SASHA

Accept, O God, the Gifts We Bring

Author: Mary Anne Parrott Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Accept, O God, the gifts we bring, Of spirit and of clay
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As Saints of Old

Author: Frank von Christierson, 1900-1996 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 29 hymnals First Line: As saints of old their first-fruits brought Lyrics: 1 As those of old their first-fruits brought of vineyard, flock, and field to God, the giver of all good, the source of bounteous yield; so we today our first-fruits bring: the wealth of this good land: of farm and market, shop and home, of mind and heart and hand. 2 A world in need now summons us to labor, love, and give, to make our life an offering to God, that all may live. The church of Christ is calling us to make the dream come true: a world redeemed by Christ-like love, all life in Christ made new. 3 With gratitude and humble trust we bring our best to you, not just to serve your cause, but share your love with neighbors too. O God, who gave yourself to us in Jesus Christ, your Son, help us to give ourselves each day until life's work is done. Topics: Generosity; Gratitude; Mission; New Life in Christ; Offering; Service; Stewardship; Work Scripture: Proverbs 3:9 Used With Tune: FOREST GREEN

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