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Told in the Market-Place

Author: Edwina S. Babcock Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: That day the doves with burnished silver breasts Lyrics: 1. That day the doves with burnished silver breasts Uneasy were; we, halt and blind and lame, Within the temple waited, ugly guests, Hoping, in spite of filth, disease and shame; Outside the multitude waved branches green Calling, Hosanna to the Nazarene. 2. I shrank close to the roof-prop, for my eyes Were dead to seeing: but heard I the coins, The piles of clinking silver shekels rise, Poured from sheiks’ bags and belts ’round merchant loins; I heard the purple priced; and in between Far off, Hosanna to the Nazarene. 3. I could not see Him enter, but I heard The multitude and smelled the dusty throng: Old Anab brushed me with his ragged beard, Muttering, Kneel, thou! He will speak ere long. Yea—though five time more leprous I had been I would come here to implore the Nazarene. 4. But then the woman Terah, ill of pox, Began to whimper, See, He bringeth woe! He overturns the booths, the treasure box, Eyes blazing on the sellers. Let us go! He’ll scourge us, smite us! Tush! It is well seen We shall be cursèd of the Nazarene. 5. A form swept past us, we in terror caught A man’s clear voice of anger: then the sound Of fleeing feet of traffickers, onslaught On booths, and tables crashing to the ground. I heard the money scatter and careen Under the spurning of the Nazarene. 6. Rachel, a maiden, clutched my sleeve, and shrank With me behind the curtain, and the crowd Surged wildly past. For us, our dear hopes sank Under that stern voice cutting like a goad, Judging, arraigning, charging; ’mid the spleen Of money-changers, stood the Nazarene! 7. This temple is My house, the House of Prayer! His voice was like the wind that whips the leaves. But with your buyings and your sellings there Ye—ye have made My house a den of thieves. Then little Rachel sobbed, Awful is His mien; His eyes are flames; I fear the Nazarene. 8. But when the temple silenced—while a dove Fluttered and soared and beat against the roof, We frightened beggars heard a voice of love Calling us gently; then His tender proof He gave. He healed us! I, who e’er had been Blind from my birth—I saw the Nazarene! Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE
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O Sing Ye Hallelujah

Author: Unknown Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 10 hymnals First Line: O sing ye hallelujah! Lyrics: 1. O sing ye hallelujah! ’Tis good our God to praise. ’Tis pleasant and becoming to Him our songs to raise; He builds the walls of Zion, He seeks her wandering sons; He binds their wounds and comforts the brokenhearted ones. 2. The starry hosts He numbers, He calls them all by name; His greatness and His wisdom His wondrous works proclaim; The meek He lifts to honor, He humbles sinful pride. Give thanks to Him and utter His praises far and wide. 3. The heav’ns with clouds He covers, He sends the cheering rain; The slopes of all the mountains He fills with grass and grain; To beast and bird His goodness their daily food supplies; He cares for all His creatures, attentive to their cries. 4. No human power delights Him, no earthly pomp or pride; He loves the meek who fear Him and in His love confide; Then praise thy God, O Zion, His gracious aid confess; He gives thee peace and plenty, His gifts thy children bless. 5. He sends His swift commandment, and snow and ice enfold The world, and none are able to stand before His cold. Again He gives commandment: The winds of summer blow, The snow and ice are melted, again the waters flow. 6. His statues and His judgments He makes His people know; To them as to no others His grace He loves to show; For matchless grace and mercy your grateful praises bring; To give Him thanks forever and hallelujah sing. Scripture: Psalm 147 Used With Tune: BLAIRGOWRIE
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യഹോവയെ ഭയന്നു അനുസരിക്കുന്നോന്‍

Author: Simon Zachariah Meter: 7.6.7.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 യഹോവയെ ഭയന്നു അനുസരിക്കുന്നോന്‍ ഭാഗ്യവാന്‍ തന്നേ നൂനം, നന്മ വന്നണയും 2 നിന്‍ ഭാര്യ നിന്റെ വീട്ടില്‍ നല്‍ ദ്രാക്ഷാ വള്ളി പോല്‍ മക്കള്‍ ഒലീവിന്‍ തൈകള്‍ മേശക്കു ചുറ്റുമേ 3 യഹോവ ഭക്തനായോന്‍ അനുഗ്രഹയോഗ്യന്‍ സിയോനില്‍ നിന്നും യാവേ അനുഗ്രഹമേകും 4 നിന്‍ ആയുഷ്ക്കാലമെല്ലാം നീ നന്മയെ കാണും തലമുറയെ കാണും സമാധാനം നിന്മേല്‍ 5 താത പുത്രനാത്മന്നും മഹത്വമുണ്ടാക! ആദിയിങ്കലും എന്നും ഉള്ള പ്രകാരം പോല്‍ Used With Tune: ST. ALPHEGE
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യേശുവോടൊപ്പം ഞാൻ

Author: Daniel Webster Whittle; Simon Zachariah Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: യേശുവോടൊപ്പം ഞാൻ മരിച്ചീടാൻ Refrain First Line: തൻ സ്നേഹത്തിൽ പാർക്കും സ-ർവ്വ നേരം Lyrics: 1 യേശുവോടൊപ്പം ഞാൻ മരിച്ചീടാൻ, തൻ നവ ജീവൻ ഞാൻ പ്രാപി-ച്ചീടാൻ, യേശുവെ നോക്കീടും ശോഭിക്കുവാൻ, ഓരോ നിമിഷവും നിൻ സ്വന്തം ഞാൻ. പല്ലവി: തൻ സ്നേഹത്തിൽ പാർക്കും സ-ർവ്വ നേരം, ശക്തി നൽകുമവൻ സ-ർവ്വ നേരം, യേശുവെ നോക്കീടും ശോഭി-ക്കുവാൻ, ഓരോ നിമിഷവും നിൻ സ്വ-ന്തം ഞാൻ. 2 താൻ കൂടെയുണ്ടെന്റെ പരീക്ഷയിൽ, താൻ ചുമക്കാത്തൊരു ഭാര-മില്ല, താൻ പങ്കിടാത്തോരു ഖേദമില്ല, ഓരോ നിമിഷവും താൻ കരുതും. [പല്ലവി] 3 വേദനയോ, ദീന രോദനമോ, തേങ്ങലോ, തീരാത്ത കണ്ണു-നീരോ, ഇല്ലവിടെ തൻ സ്വർ മഹത്വത്തിൽ, തൻ സ്വന്തത്തെ ഓർക്കും സർവ്വ നേരം, [പല്ലവി] 4 താൻ പങ്കിടാത്തൊരു ക്ഷീണമില്ല; താൻ സുഖമാക്കാത്ത രോഗ-മില്ല; അടിപിണറിന്റെ വേദനയോ? ചാരെയുണ്ടെന്നേശു സർവ്വ നേരം! [പല്ലവി] Used With Tune: [യേശുവോടൊപ്പം ഞാൻ മരിച്ചീടാൻ]
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I'll Tell To All That God Is Love

Author: Alfred Henry Ackley Appears in 25 hymnals First Line: I’ll tell to all that God is love Refrain First Line: Till the whole world knows Lyrics: 1 I’ll tell to all that God is love; For the world has never known The great compassion of His heart For the wayward and the lone. Refrain: Till the whole world knows, Till the whole world knows, I will shout and sing of Christ my king, Till the whole world knows. 2 I’ll tell of mercy’s boundless tide, Like the waters of the sea, That covers every sin of man; ’Tis salvation full and free. [Refrain] 3 I’ll tell of grace that keeps the soul, Of abiding peace within, Of faith that overcomes the world, With its tumult and its din. [Refrain] 4 Eternal glory is the goal That awaits the sons of light; Eternal darkness, black as death, For the children of the night. [Refrain] Used With Tune: [I’ll tell to all that God is love] Text Sources: Golden Bells by Homer A. Rodeheaver (Chicago: Rodeheaver Company, 1923)
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ദൈവസമാധാനം ഇമ്പ നദി പോല്‍

Author: Frances R. Havergal; Thomas Koshy Meter: 11.11.11 D Appears in 1 hymnal Refrain First Line: സ്ഥിരവാസത്താലെ പൂര്‍ണ്ണാനുഗ്രഹം Lyrics: 1 ദൈവസമാധാനം ഇമ്പ നദി പോല്‍ അന്‍പോടൊഴുകുന്നു ശീഘ്രഗതിയായ് നിറഞ്ഞൊഴുകുന്നു ആഴമായെങ്ങും വിരഞ്ഞതിലേവം എല്ലാ ദിനവും പല്ലവി: സ്ഥിരവാസത്താലെ പൂര്‍ണ്ണാനുഗ്രഹം തിരുമൊഴിയാലെ സമ്പൂര്‍ണ്ണാശ്വാസം 2 ഉള്ളംകയ്യിലെന്നെ മറയ്ക്കുന്നു താന്‍ ശത്രു ഭയം തീരെ ഇല്ലിനി മേലാല്‍ ചഞ്ചലമെന്നിയെ കാക്കുന്നവിടെ ഒന്നുമെന്നാത്മാവേ തൊടാനില്ലില്ലേ- [പല്ലവി] 3 സൂര്യ ഘടികാരം തന്നില്‍ തിരിയും ച്ഛായ പോല്‍ വിചാരം തുമ്പം സര്‍വ്വവും സ്നേഹസൂര്യനാലെ തോന്നുംച്ഛായയാം പൂര്‍ണ്ണമനസ്സാലെ തന്നില്‍ ചേര്‍ന്നിടാം [പല്ലവി] Used With Tune: WYE VALLEY
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All Depends on Our Possessing

Author: Anonymous; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.7 D Appears in 27 hymnals Lyrics: 1. All depends on our possessing God’s abundant grace and blessing, Tho’ all earthly wealth depart. He who trusts with faith unshaken In his God is not forsaken And e’er keeps a dauntless heart. 2. He who hitherto hath fed me And to many joys hath led me Is and ever shall be mine. He who did so gently school me, He who still doth guide and rule me, Will remain my Help divine. 3. Many spend their lives in fretting Over trifles and in getting Things that have no solid ground. I shall strive to win a treasure That will bring me lasting pleasure And that now is seldom found. 4. When with sorrow I am stricken, Hope my heart anew will quicken, All my longing shall be stilled. To His lovingkindness tender Soul and body I surrender; For on Him alone I build. 5. Well He knows what best to grant me; All the longing hopes that haunt me, Joy and sorrow have their day. I shall doubt His wisdom never— As God wills, so be it ever— I to Him commit my way. 6. If on earth my days He lengthen, He my weary soul will strengthen; All my trust in Him I place. Earthly wealth is not abiding, Like a stream away is gliding; Safe I anchor in His grace. Used With Tune: ALLES IST AN GOTTES SEGEN Text Sources: Trans. Lyra Germanica, second series, 1858, page 189
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How Many Are Your Works, Lord

Author: Susan H. Peterson Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: You laid the earth's foundation Lyrics: 1. You laid the earth’s foundation; its lines to You are known. You know what holds its footings; You laid its cornerstone. You gave the sea its boundaries And said, You proud waves, halt! How many are Your works, Lord! In wisdom You made all. 2. You give command each morning; You show the dawn its place. You journey to the sea springs; the gates of death You’ve faced. You comprehend earth’s vast expanse, Where light and darkness dwell. How many are Your works, Lord! In wisdom You excel. 3. Snow’s storehouses You’ve entered; You know the lightning’s home, The place where east winds come from, the path for every storm. You drench the desert wasteland and make it sprout with grass. How many are Your works, Lord! Your wisdom, O how vast! 4. You’re Father to each raindrop; You give birth to the frost. You lead the constellations; not one of them is lost. You know the laws of sun and stars; o’er earth You set Your reign. How many are Your works, Lord! Your wisdom is made plain. 5. The clouds obey Your bidding; their water jars You spill. You give man’s heart its wisdom, his mind with knowledge fill. You hunt prey for the lioness, provide the ravens’ food. How many are Your works, Lord, So wise and great and good! Used With Tune: LANCASHIRE
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His Love Is Far Better Than Gold

Author: Alfred Henry Ackley Appears in 12 hymnals First Line: The love of the Christ is so precious Lyrics: 1 The love of the Christ is so precious, That no mortal its wealth can unfold; His grace is a storehouse of riches to me, His love is far better than gold. Refrain: His love is far better than gold, Its fullness can never be told; It makes me an heir to the mansions above, For His love is far better than gold. 2 He meets every need with the promise, No good thing from His own to withhold; So daily I trust in the Crucified One His love is far better than gold. [Refrain] 3 My heart ever yearns with a longing, To behold the great joy of my soul, Forever to dwell in the presence of Him, Whose love is far better than gold. [Refrain] Used With Tune: [The love of the Christ is so precious] Text Sources: Great Revival Hymns No. 2 by Homer A.Rodeheaver and Bentley D. Ackley (Chicago: Rodeheaver Company, 1913)
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Blest Be the Lord, My Rock, My Might

Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Blest be the Lord, my rock, my might, My constant helper in the fight, My shield, my righteousness, My strong high tower, my Savior true, Who doth my enemies subdue, My shelter in distress. 2. Lord, what is man, what hath he wrought, The son of man, that in Thy thought To hold him Thou shouldst deign? For man is like a breath, a sigh, His days on earth as quickly fly As shadows o’er the plain. 3. Lord, bow Thy heavens, in might descend, Touch Thou the hills, the mountains rend, And they shall smoke and flame; As arrows send Thy lightnings out To put Thy enemies to rout, And fill Thy foes with shame. 4. Stretch forth Thy hand and rescue me From trouble’s dark and raging sea, And from the alien throng, Whose mouth but vanity doth speak, Whose hand of strength against the weak Is filled with craft and wrong. 5. Now will I sing a glad new song, Thy praise, O God, I will prolong, For Thou hast heard my prayer; Salvation Thou dost give to kings, Thy own dost keep, with sheltering wings, From hurtful sword and snare. 6. O Thou to whom in trust I flee, Stretch forth Thy hand and rescue me From all the alien throng, Whose mouth but vanity doth speak, Whose hand of strength against the weak Is filled with craft and wrong. Used With Tune: EXMOUTH Text Sources: The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 392

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