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Thou, O Jehovah, Shalt Endure

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6687 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Thou, O Jehovah, shalt endure, Thy throne forever is the same; And to all generations sure Shall be Thy great memorial name. 2. The time for Zion’s help is near, The time appointed in Thy love; O let Thy gracious aid appear, Look Thou in mercy from above. 3. O Lord, regard the prayer of those Who love the walls of Zion well, Whose hearts are heavy for her woes, Who sad amid her ruins dwell. 4. Thy power and glory shall appear, And Zion’s walls shall be restored; Then all the kings of earth shall fear And heathen nations serve the Lord. 5. The Lord has heard and answered prayer And saved His people in distress; This to the coming age declare, That they His holy name may bless. 6. The Lord, exalted on His throne, Looked down from Heaven with pitying eye To still the lowly captive’s moan And save His people doomed to die. 7. All men in Zion shall declare His gracious name with one accord, When kings and nations gather there To serve and worship God the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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'Tis Night - But O the Joyful Morn

Author: Edward Denny Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6767 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. ’Tis night—but O the joyful morn Will soon our waiting spirits cheer; Yon gleams of coming glory warn Thy saints, O Lord, that Thou art near. 2. Lord of our hearts, beloved of Thee, Weary of earth, we sigh to rest, Supremely happy, safe and free, For ever on Thy tender breast. 3. To see Thee, love Thee, feel Thee near, Nor dread, as now, Thy transient stay; To dwell beyond the reach of fear Lest joy should wane or pass away. 4. Children of hope, belovèd Lord! In Thee we live, we glory now; Our joy, our rest, our great reward, Our diadem of beauty, Thou! 5. And when exalted, Lord, with Thee, Thy royal throne at length we share; To everlasting Thou shalt be Our diadem, our glory there! Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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While I Keep Silence, and Conceal

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7399 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. While I keep silence, and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel! What agonies of inward smart! 2. I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess; Thy Gospel speaks a pardoning word, Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace. 3. For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to Thy seat; When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. 4. How safe beneath Thy wings I lie, When days grow dark and storms appear; And when I walk, Thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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With Firm Resolve I Held My Peace

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7520 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. With firm resolve I held my peace And spake not either bad or good, Lest I should utter sinful thoughts While wicked men before me stood. 2. While I was dumb my grief was stirred, My heart grew hot with thought suppressed; The while I mused the fire increased, Then to the Lord I made request. 3. Make me, O Lord, to know my end, Teach me the measure of my days, That I may know how frail I am And turn from pride and sinful ways. 4. My time is nothing in Thy sight, Behold, my days are but a span; Yea, truly, at his best estate, A breath, a fleeting breath, is man. 5. Man’s life is passed in vain desire If troubled years be spent for gain; He knows not whose his wealth shall be, And all his toil is but in vain. 6. And now, O Lord, what wait I for? I have no hope except in Thee; Let not ungodly men reproach, From all transgressions set me free. 7. Because Thou didst it I was dumb, I spoke no word of rash complaint; Remove Thy stroke away from me, Beneath Thy chastisement I faint. 8. When Thou for his iniquity Rebukest and correctest man, His beauty is consumed away; How weak his strength, how vain his plan. 9. Lord, hear my prayer, regard my cry; I weep; be Thou my Comforter. I am a stranger here below, A pilgrim as my fathers were. 10. O spare me, Lord, avert Thy wrath, Deal gently with me, I implore, That I may yet recover strength Ere I go hence and be no more. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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The Way Of Sorrows

Author: William C. Dix Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10801 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: O Lord, the wilderness to me Lyrics: 1 O Lord, the wilderness to me A very paradise shall be, Since Thou for forty days wast there, In fasting, solitude and prayer. 2 Unworthy though these feet to rest On ground Thy footsteps once have blest, The way of sorrows shall be mine, Made sweet because it first was Thine. 3 Lord, let me find some lowly place Where I may seek Thy pitying face, And plead with Thee by Olivet, By agony, and bloody sweat. 4 Some quiet aisle or dim recess Shall make for me a wilderness; And surely angels shall be there To wait on penitence and prayer. 5 Nor is this all: for I would know The depth of shame, the crown of woe Stand by the stricken Mother’s side, While Thou art mocked and crucified. 6 And then in hours of saddest gloom I still will watch around Thy tomb, Till with the day new joy be born, And Thou shalt rise on Easter morn. 7 O blessèd thought, that faith can see In every altar—Calvary, Find there the loving arms outspread, And fall before the fallen Head. 8 Come King of kings, come Light of light: The Bride awaits the day all bright, When she shall lift, her mourning o’er, The shout of Paschal joy once more. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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How Kind The Good Samaritan

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11911 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 How kind the good Samaritan To him who fell among the thieves! Thus Jesus pities fallen men, And heals the wounds the soul receives. 2 Oh! I remember well the day, When sorely wounded, nearly slain, Like that poor man I bleeding lay, And groaned for help, but groaned in vain. 3 Men saw me in this helpless case, And passed without compassion by; Each neighbor turned away his face, Unmoved by my mournful cry. 4 But He whose name had been my scorn (As Jews Samaritans despise) Came when He saw me thus forlorn, With love and pity in His eyes. 5 Gently He raised me from the ground, Pressed me to lean upon His arm; And into every gaping wound, He poured His own all-healing balm. 6 Unto His church my steps He led, The house prepared for sinners lost; Gave charge I should be clothed and fed, And took upon Him all the cost. 7 Thus saved from death, from want secured, I wait till He again shall come, When I shall be completely cured, And take me to His heavenly home. 8 There through eternal boundless days When nature’s wheel no longer rolls; How shall I love, adore, and praise, This good Samaritan to souls! Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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The Signs Which God To Gideon Gave

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12174 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The signs which God to Gideon gave, His holy sovereignty made known; That He alone has power to save, And claims the glory as His own. 2 The dew which first the fleece had filled, When all the earth was dry around; Was from it afterwards withheld, And only fell upon the ground. 3 To Israel thus the heavenly dew Of saving truth was long restrained; Of which the Gentiles nothing knew, But dry and desolate remained. 4 But now the Gentiles have received The balmy dew of Gospel peace; And Israel, who His Spirit grieved, Is left a dry and empty fleece. 5 This dew still falls at His command, To keep His chosen plants alive; They shall, tho’ in a thirsty land, Like willows by the waters thrive. 6 But chiefly when His people meet, To hear His word and seek His face; The gentle dew, with influence sweet, Descends and nourishes their grace. 7 But ah! what numbers still are dead, Tho’ under means of grace they lie! The dew still falling round their head, And yet their heart untouched and dry. 8 Dear Savior, hear us when we call, To wrestling prayer an answer give; Pour down Thy dew upon us all, That all may feel, and all may live. Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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God Calling Yet

Author: Jane Borthwick Hymnal: Pentecostal Hymns Nos. 3 and 4 Combined #75 (1907) First Line: God calling yet, shall I not hear Topics: Grace; Invitation Tune Title: BERA
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God Calling Yet

Author: Jane Borthwick Hymnal: Pentecostal Hymns No. 3 #75 (1902) First Line: God calling yet, shall I not hear Topics: Grace; Invitation Tune Title: BERA
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Hail, sovereign love, which first began

Author: Major Andre Hymnal: Messages of Love Hymn Book #139 (1920) Languages: English Tune Title: BERA

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