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Praise God

Hymnal: LDSC1919 #49 (1919) First Line: Praise God from whom all blessings flow Lyrics: Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise God from whom all blessings flow]
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Hark! the Herald-angels sing

Hymnal: LDSC1919 #50 (1919) First Line: Hark the herald angels sing Refrain First Line: Hark! the herald angels sing Lyrics: 1. Hark the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King; Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and man are reconciled." Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th'angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." 2. Gracious bond of earth and sky, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth: Hail the heav’nborn Prince of Peace! Hail the Son of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. Hark! the herald angels sing, "Glory to the newborn King." Languages: English Tune Title: [Hark the herald angels sing]
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Guide Us, O Thou Great Jehovah

Author: Robinson Hymnal: LDSC1919 #51 (1919) Lyrics: 1. Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah, Lead us to the promised land, We are weak, but Thou art able– Hold us with Thy pow’rful hand. Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, Feed us till the Savior comes. Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, Feed us till the Savior comes. 2. Open, Jesus, Zion’s fountains, Let her richest blessings come. Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Guard us to this holy home. Great Redeemer, Great Redeemer, Bring, O bring the welcome day! Great Redeemer, Great Redeemer, Bring, O bring the welcome day! 3. When the earth begins to tremble, Bid our fearful thoughts be still; When Thy judgments spread destruction, Keep us safe on Zion’s hill. Singing praises, Singing praises, Songs of glory unto Thee. Singing praises, Singing praises, Songs of glory unto Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: [Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah]
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America

Author: S. F. Smith, D. D. Hymnal: LDSC1919 #52 (1919) First Line: My country, 'tis of thee Lyrics: 1. My country, ’tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims’ pride, From ev’ry mountainside Let freedom ring. 2. My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3. Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom’s song; Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. 4. Our fathers’ God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright With freedom’s holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King. Languages: English Tune Title: [My country, 'tis of thee]
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Our God, We Raise to Thee

Hymnal: LDSC1919 #52a (1919) Lyrics: 1. Our God, we raise to Thee Thanks for Thy blessings free We here enjoy; In this far western land, A true and chosen band, Led hither by Thy hand, We sing for joy. 2. Bless Thou our Prophet dear; May health and comfort cheer; His noble heart. His words with fire impress On souls that Thou wilt bless; To choose in righteousness, The better part 3. So shall Thy kingdom spread, As by Thy Prophets said, From sea to sea; As one united whole Truth burn in every soul, While hastening to the goal We long to see, 4. O may Thy Saints be one, Like Father and the Son, Nor disagree; United heart and hand! So may they ever stand, A firm and valiant band, Eternally. Languages: English Tune Title: [Our God, we raise to Thee]
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How Firm a Foundation

Author: Kirkham Hymnal: LDSC1919 #53 (1919) First Line: How firm a foundation, ye Saints of the Lord Lyrics: 1. How firm a foundation, ye Saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in His excellent word! What more can He say than to you He hath said, You who unto Jesus, you who unto Jesus, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 2. In ev'ry condition, in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale or abounding in wealth, At home or abroad, on the land or the sea, As thy days may demand, as thy days may demand, As thy days may demand, so thy succor shall be. 3. Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed, For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, upheld by my righteous, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 4. When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not thee o'erflow, For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee, and sanctify to thee, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose I will not, I cannot, desert to his foes; That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, I'll never, no never, I'll never, no never, no never forsake! Languages: English Tune Title: [How firm a foundation, ye Saints of the Lord]
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Come, All Ye Sons of God

Author: T. Davenport Hymnal: LDSC1919 #54 (1919) First Line: Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the Priesthood Lyrics: 1. Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the Priesthood, Go spread the Gospel wide, and gather in His people; The latter-day work has begun, to gather scattered Israel in, And bring them back to Zion to praise the Lamb. 2. Come, all ye scattered sheep, and listen to your Shepherd, While you the blessings reap, which long have been predicted; By Prophets long it's been foretold, He'll gather you into His fold, And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. 3. Repent and be baptized, and have your sins remitted; And get the Spirit's seal; O then you'll be united; Go cast upon Him all your care, He will regard your humble pray'r, And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb. 4. And when your grief is o'er, and ended your affliction, Your spirits then will soar, until the resurrection; And then His presence you'll enjoy, in heav'nly bliss your time employ, A thousand years in Zion to praise the Lamb. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, all ye sons of God, who have received the Priesthood]
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The Time is Far Spent

Author: E. R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #55 (1919) First Line: The time is far spent, there is little remaining Lyrics: 1. The time is far spent, there is little remaining To publish glad tidings by sea and by land, Then hasten, ye heralds! go forward proclaiming: Repent, for the kingdom of heaven's at hand. 2. Shrink not from your duty, however unpleasant, But follow the Savior, your pattern and friend; Our little afflictions, though painful at present, Ere long, with the righteous, in glory will end. 3. What tho', if the favor of Ahman possessing, This world's bitter hate you are called to endure, The angels are waiting to crown you with blessings: Go, brethren! be faithful, the promise is sure. 4 Be fixed in your purpose, for Satan will try you, The weight of your calling he perfectly knows; Your path may be thorny, but Jesus is nigh you, His arm is sufficient, though demons oppose. Languages: English Tune Title: [The time is far spent, there is little remaining]
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School Thy Feelings

Author: C. W. Penrose Hymnal: LDSC1919 #56 (1919) First Line: School thy feelings, O my brother Lyrics: 1. School thy feelings, O my brother, Train thy warm, impulsive soul, Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control. School thy feelings, there is power In the cool, collected mind; Passion shatters reason's tower, Makes the clearest vision blind. 2. School thy feelings; condemnation_ Never pass on friend or foe, Tho' the tide of accusation Like a flood of truth may flow Hear defense before deciding, And a ray of light may gleam, Showing thee what filth is hiding Underneath the shallow stream. 3. Should affliction's acrid vial Burst o'er thy unsheltered head, School thy feelings to the trial, Half its bitterness hath fled Art thou falsely, basely slandered? Does the world begin to frown? Gauge thy wrath by wisdom's standard; Keep thy rising anger down. 4. Rest thyself on this assurance: Time's a friend to innocense, And the patient, calm endurance Wins respect and aids defense. Noblest minds have finest feelings, Quiv'ring strings a breath can move, And the Gospel's sweet revealings, Tune them with the key of love. 5. Hearts so sensitively molded, Strongly fortified should be, Train'd to firmness and enfolded In a calm tranquility. Wound not willfully another; Conquer haste with reason's might; School thy feelings, sister, brother, Train them in the path of right. Languages: English Tune Title: [School thy feelings, O my brother]
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Redeemer of Israel

Author: W. W. Phelps Hymnal: LDSC1919 #57 (1919) Lyrics: 1. Redeemer of Israel, Our only delight, On whom for a blessing we call, Our shadow by day, And our pillar by night, Our King, our Deliv'rer, our all! 2. We know he is coming To gather His sheep And lead them to Zion in love; For why in the valley Of death should they weep, Or in the lone wilderness rove? 3. How long we have wandered As strangers in sin, And cried in the desert for Thee! Our foes have rejoiced When our sorrows they've seen, But Israel will shortly be free. 4. As children of Zion, Good tidings for us, The tokens already appear; Fear not and be just, For the kingdom is ours; The hour of redemption is near. Languages: English Tune Title: [Redeemer of Israel]

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