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To Thee, O Comforter Divine

Author: Frances R. Havergal Appears in 53 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Comforter Divine, For all Thy grace and power benign, Sing we Alleluia! 2 To Thee, whose faithful love had place In God's great covenant of grace, Sing we Alleluia! 3 To Thee, whose faithful voice doth win The wandering from the ways of sin, Sing we Alleluia! 4 To Thee, whose faithful power doth heal, Enlighten, sanctify, and seal, Sing we Alleluia! 5 To Thee, whose faithful truth is shown By every promise made our own, Sing we Alleluia! 6 To Thee, our Teacher and our Friend, Our faithful Leader to the end, Sing we Alleluia! 7 To Thee, by Jesus Christ sent down, Of all His gifts the sum and crown, Sing we Alleluia! 8 To Thee, who art with God the Son, And God the Father ever one, Sing we Alleluia! Amen.
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To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour

Author: Rev. John S. B. Monsell Appears in 79 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour! My spirit turns for rest, My peace is in Thy favor, My pillow on Thy breast; Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am Thine, And Thou wilt never leave me, O blessed Saviour mine. 2 In Thee my trust abideth, On Thee my hope relies, O Thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies; O Thou whose mercy found me, From bondage set me free, And then forever bound me With threefold cords to Thee. 3 My grief is in the dulness With which this sluggish heart Doth open to the fulness Of all Thou wouldst impart; My joy is in Thy beauty Of holiness Divine, My comfort in the duty That binds my life in Thine. 4 Alas, that I should ever Have failed in love to Thee, The only One who never Forgat or slighted me! O for a heart to love Thee More truly as I ought, And nothing place above Thee In deed, or word, or thought. 5 O for that choicest blessing Of living in Thy love, And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above; O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose. Amen.
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To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

Author: William C. Dix Appears in 110 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise In hymns of adoration, To Thee bring sacrifice of praise With shouts of exultation: Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, The hills with joy are ringing, The valleys stand so thick with corn That even they are singing. 2 And now, on this our festal day, Thy bounteous hand confessing, Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay The first-fruits of Thy blessing: By Thee the souls of men are fed With gifts of grace supernal; Thou who dost give us daily bread, Give us the Bread eternal. 3 We bear the burden of the day, And often toil seems dreary; But labor ends with sunset ray, And rest is for the weary: May we, the angel-reaping o'er, Stand at the last accepted, Christ's golden sheaves for evermore, To garners bright elected. 4 O blessèd is that land of God, Where saints abide for ever, Where golden fields spread fair and broad, Where flows the crystal river: The strains of all its holy throng With ours to-day are blending; Thrice blessèd is that harvest-song Which never hath an ending. Amen.
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To-day thy mercy calls me

Author: Oswald Allen Appears in 93 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To-day Thy mercy calls me To wash away my sin; However great my trespass, Whate'er I may have been, However long from mercy I may have turned away, Thy blood, O Christ, can cleanse me, And make me white to-day. 2 To-day Thy gate is open, And all who enter in Shall find a Father's welcome, And pardon for their sin; The past shall be forgotten, A present joy be given, A future grace be promised, A glorious crown in heaven. 3 To-day the Father calls me, The Holy Spirit waits, The blessèd angels gather Around the heavenly gates; No question will be asked me, How often I have come; Although I oft have wandered, It is my Father's home. 4 O all-embracing mercy, Thou ever-open door, What shall I do without thee When heart and eyes run o'er? When all things seem against me, To drive me to despair, I know one gate is open, One ear will hear my prayer. Amen.
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Upward where the stars are burning

Author: Rev. Horatius Bonar Appears in 139 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Upward where the stars are burning, Silent, silent in their turning, Round the never changing pole; Upward where the sky is brightest, Upward where the blue is lightest, Lift I now my longing soul. 2 Far above that arch of gladness, Far beyond these clouds of sadness, Are the many mansions fair. Far from pain and sin and folly, In that palace of the holy, I would find my mansion there. 3 Where the glory brightly dwelleth, Where the new song sweetly swelleth, And the discord never comes; Where life's stream is ever laving, And the palm is ever waving, That must be the home of homes. 4 Where the Lamb on high is seated, By ten thousand voices greeted, Lord of lords, and King of kings. Son of Man, they crown, they crown Him, Son of God, they own, they own Him; With His Name the palace rings. 5 Blessing, honor, without measure, Heavenly riches, earthly treasure, Lay we at His blessèd feet; Poor the praise that now we render, Loud shall be our voices yonder, When before His throne we meet. Amen.
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Wait, my soul upon the Lord

Author: William F. Lloyd, 1791-1853 Appears in 164 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To His gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon His word: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 2. If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 3. Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou mayst see; This is still thy sweet relief: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 4. Rock of Ages, I'm secure, With Thy promise, full and free, Faithful, positive, and sure; "As thy days thy strength shall be." Amen.
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Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Rev. Philip Nicolai Appears in 217 hymnals
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Watchman, tell us of the night

Author: Sir John Bowring Appears in 868 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are: Traveller, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star! Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveller, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends: Traveller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveller, ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn: Traveller, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home: Traveller, lo, the Prince of Peace, Lo, the Son of God is come! Amen.
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We come unto our fathers' God

Author: Thomas H. Gill Appears in 79 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We come unto our fathers' God: Their Rock is our salvation; The eternal arms, their dear abode, We make our habitation; We bring Thee, Lord, the praise they brought, We seek Thee as Thy saints have sought In every generation. 2 The fire Divine their steps that led Still goeth bright before us, The heavenly shield, around them spread, Is still high holden o'er us; The grace those sinners that subdued, The strength those weaklings that renewed, Doth vanquish, doth restore us. 3 The cleaving sins that brought them low Are still our souls oppressing, The tears that from their eyes did flow Fall fast, our shame confessing; As with Thee, Lord, prevailed their cry, So our strong prayer ascends on high, And bringeth down Thy blessing. 4 Their joy unto their Lord we bring, Their song to us descendeth; The Spirit who in them did sing To us His music lendeth: His song in them, in us, is one; We raise it high, we send it on-- The song that never endeth. 5 Ye saints to come, take up the strain, The same sweet theme endeavour; Unbroken be the golden chain! Keep on the song for ever! Safe in the same dear dwelling-place, Rich with the same eternal grace, Bless the same boundless Giver. Amen.
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We give Thee but Thine own

Author: Bishop William W. How Appears in 491 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We give Thee but Thine own, Whate'er the gift may be: All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 2 May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first-fruits give. 3 O hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold. 4 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace,-- It is a Christ-like thing. 6 And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be. Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. Amen.

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