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My soul, repeat His praise

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 467 hymnals
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My spirit on Thy care

Author: Rev. Henry F. Lyte Appears in 203 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My spirit on Thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love Divine. 2 In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly rest; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform: Safe in Thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee. Amen.
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My times are in Thy hand

Author: William F. Lloyd Appears in 302 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My times are in Thy hand; My God, I wish them there; My life, my friends, my soul, I leave Entirely to Thy care. 2 My times are in Thy hand, Whatever they may be; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee. 3 My times are in Thy hand; Why should I doubt or fear? A Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 My times are in Thy hand, Jesus the Crucified; The hand my cruel sins had pierced Is now my guard and guide. Amen.
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Nature with open volume stands

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 147 hymnals
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New every morning is the love

Author: Rev. John Keble Appears in 362 hymnals Lyrics: 1. New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought. 2. New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 3. If, on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. 4. The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves, a road To bring us daily nearer God. Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray. Amen.
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Rejoice, the Lord is King

Author: Rev. Charles Wesley Appears in 744 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King: Your Lord and King adore: Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore. Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice; again I say, rejoice. 2 Jesus, the Savior, reigns, The God of truth and love; When He had purged our stains, He took His seat above. Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice; again I say, rejoice. 3 He sits at God's right hand Till all His foes submit, And bow to His command, And fall beneath His feet. Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, Rejoice; again I say, rejoice. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope: Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take His servants up To their eternal home. We soon shall hear the archangel's voice: The trump of God shall sound - Rejoice. Amen.
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Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, give thanks and sing

Author: Edward H. Plumptre Appears in 429 hymnals First Line: Rejoice, ye pure in heart Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, ye pure in heart, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing; Your festal banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 2 Bright youth and snow-crowned age, Strong men and maidens meek, Raise high your free, exulting song, God's wondrous praises speak. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 3 With all the angel choirs, With all the saints of earth, Pour out the strains of joy and bliss, True rapture, noblest mirth! Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 4 Your clear hosannas raise, And alleluias loud; Whilst answering echoes upward float, Like wreaths of incense cloud. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 5 Yes, on through life's long path, Still chanting as ye go; From youth to age, by night and day, In gladness and in woe. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 6 Still lift your standard high, Still march in firm array; As warriors through the darkness toil Till dawns the golden day. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 7 At last the march shall end, The wearied ones shall rest, The pilgrims find their Father's house, Jerusalem the blest. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. 8 Then on, ye pure in heart, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing; Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King. Rejoice, rejoice, Rejoice, give thanks and sing. Amen.
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Return, O wanderer, return

Author: Rev. William B. Collyer Appears in 537 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek an injured Father's face; Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart, Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern, Whose hand can heal thine inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return; He heard thy deep repentant sigh, He saw thy softened spirit mourn When no intruding ear was nigh. 4 Return, O wanderer, return; Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live: Go to His bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 5 Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; 'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. Amen.
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Revive Thy work, O Lord

Author: Albert Midlane Appears in 230 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Thy mighty arm make bare; Speak with the voice that wakes the dead And make Thy people hear. 2 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Disturb this sleep of death; Quicken the smouldering embers now By Thine almighty breath. 3 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Create soul-thirst for Thee; And hungering for the Bread of Life, O may our spirits be. 4 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Exalt Thy precious Name; And, by the Holy Ghost, our love For Thee and Thine inflame. 5 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Give pentecostal showers; The glory shall be all Thine own, The blessing, Lord, be ours. Amen.
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Blessed morn

Author: Bishop Christopher Wordsworth Appears in 49 hymnals First Line: Sing, O sing, this blessed morn Refrain First Line: Jesus Christ today is born Lyrics: 1 Sing, O sing, this blessed morn; Unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given, God Himself comes down from heaven. Refrain: Sing, O sing, this blessed morn, Jesus Christ to-day is born. 2 God of God, and Light of Light, Comes with mercies infinite, Joining in a wondrous plan Heaven to earth, and God to man. [Refrain] 3 God with us, Emmanuel, Deigns for ever now to dwell; And on Adam's fallen race Sheds the fulness of His grace. [Refrain] 4 God comes down that man may rise, Lifted by Him to the skies; He is Son of Man that we By Him Sons of God may be. [Refrain] 5 O renew us, Lord, we pray, With thy Spirit day by day, That we ever one may be With the Father and with Thee. [Refrain] Amen.

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