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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tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn: Traveller, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn.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 bless Thee for Thy peace, O God

Author: Anon. Appears in 128 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God, Deep as the unfathomed sea, Which falls like sunshine on the road Of those who trust in Thee. 2 We ask not, Father, for repose Which comes from outward rest, If we may have through all life's woes Thy peace within our breast: 3 That peace which suffers and is strong, Trusts where it cannot see, Deems not the trial-way too long, But leaves the end with Thee: 4 That peace which flows serene and deep, A river in the soul, Whose banks a living verdure keep, God's sunshine o'er the whole. 5 O Father, give our hearts this peace, Whate'er the outward be, Till all life's discipline shall cease, And we go home to Thee. 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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Weary of earth, and laden with my sin

Author: Rev. Samuel J. Stone Appears in 219 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, I look at heaven and long to enter in; But there no evil thing may find a home; And yet I hear a voice that bids me "Come." 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that throne appear? Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near. 3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, Evil is ever with me day by day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, "Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear; His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, And His the blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne. 5 O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, That in the Father's courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness. 6 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord; Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown; Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. Amen.
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Weep not for him who onward bears

Author: Rev. Thomas B. Pollock Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Weep not Him who onward bears His cross to Calvary; He does not ask man's pitying tears, Who wills for man to die. 2 The awful sorrow of His face, The bowing of His frame, Come not from torture of disgrace; He fears not cross or shame. 3 There is a deeper pang of grief, An agony unknown, In which His love finds no relief; He bears it all alone. 4 He thinks of all for whom His life Of lowliness and pain, And weariness and care and strife Will be, alas, in vain. 5 He sees the souls for whom He dies Yet clinging to their sin, And heirs of mansions in the skies Who will not enter in. 6 Ah! this, my Saviour, was the shame That bowed Thy head so low, These were the wounds that wracked Thy frame, And made Thy tears to flow. 7 O may I in Thy sorrow share, And mourn that sins of mine Should ever wound with grief or care That loving heart of Thine. Amen.
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Welcome, sweet day of rest

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 766 hymnals
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Zion, to thy Savior singing

Author: Rev. Alexander R. Thompson; Thomas Aquinas Appears in 18 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Zion, to thy Saviour singing, To thy Prince and Shepherd bringing Sweetest hymns of love and praise, Thou wilt never reach the measure Of His worth, by all the treasure Of thy most ecstatic lays. 2 Of all wonders that can thrill thee, And with adoration fill thee, What than this can greater be, That Himself to thee He giveth? He that eateth ever liveth, For the Bread of Life is He. 3 Fill thy lips to overflowing With sweet praise, His mercy showing Who this heavenly table spread: On this day so glad and holy, To each longing spirit lowly Giveth He the living Bread. 4 Here the King hath spread His table, Whereon eyes of faith are able Christ our Passover to trace: Shadows of the law are going, Light and life and truth inflowing, Night to day is giving place. 5 Lo, this angels' food descending Heavenly love is hither sending. Hungry lips on earth to feed: So the paschal lamb was given, So the manna came from heaven, Isaac was His type indeed. 6 O Good Shepherd, Bread life-giving, Us, Thy grace and life receiving, Feed and shelter evermore; Thou on earth our weakness guiding, We in heaven with Thee abiding With all saints will Thee adore. Amen.

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