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Therefore Give Us Love

Author: Bishop Christopher Wordsworth Appears in 210 hymnals First Line: Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost Lyrics: 1 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, Taught by Thee we covet most, Of Thy gifts at Pentecost, Holy, heavenly love. Love is kind, and suffers long; Love is meek, and thinks no wrong; Love than death itself more strong; Therefore give us love. 2 Faith and hope and love we see, Joining hand and hand, agree; But the greatest of the three, And the best, is love. Faith will vanish into sight; Hope be emptied in delight; Love in heaven will shine more bright; Therefore give us love. 3 From the overshadowing Of Thy gold and silver wing, Shed on us who to Thee sing Holy, heavenly love. Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day; Love will ever with us stay; Therefore give us love. Used With Tune: SCOTS WHA' HAE
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Millennial dawn

Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: Saints, exult! adieu to tears Lyrics: 1 Saints, exult! adieu to tears; Gloriously the dawn appears: Dawn of bright millennial years, Our great Messiah's reign. See his banner floating o'er Ev'ry dark and heathen shore; Gloom profound shall brood no more, Nor idol gods remain. 2 Where in polar regions rise Mountains of perpetual ice, Beams of brightness gild the skies; Prepare, prepare his way. Frosts eternal own his word; Mountains melt before the Lord; Human hearts with joy accord To him the victory. 3 On the sands of torrid zone, Shines from far his great white throne; Ethiopia is his own; He breaks her captive bands. Hear the voice of wailing hush; See the limpid fountain gush; Thirsty crowds around it rush, And clap their joyful hands. 4 Isles, that grace the ocean's bed, Long in superstition dead, Hear the voice of him who bled, And bless the rule he bears. Saving health from him they prove; Grace perfumes the air above Round them rolls a sea of love-- A paradise is theirs. 5 Ships, that o'er the billows ride, Beat by wind and angry tide, Safely moors--securely glide, On oceans deep and dark. Howl the storm--let surges roar; Night's black mantle shroud then o'er; Storms and perils fright no more, Since Christ is in the bark. 6 Hail the world's great jubilee-- Day of blood-brought liberty! Satan bound--earth more than free-- Come forth, our choicest lays; Pitch the blissful chorus higher; Oh! for cloven tongues of fire, Oh! for an immortal lyre, To sing the reign of grace. Used With Tune: MILLENNIAL DAWN

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