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Now, when the dusky shades of night retreating

Author: Anon. Appears in 96 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Now, when the dusky shades of night, retreating Before the sun's red banner, swiftly flee; Now, when the terrors of the dark are fleeting, O Lord, we lift our thankful hearts to thee. 2. To Thee, whose word, the fount of light unsealing, When hill and dale in thickest darkness lay, Awoke bright rays across the dim earth stealing, And bade the even and morn complete the day. 3. Look from the tower of heaven, and send to cheer us Thy light and truth, to guide us onward still; Still let thy mercy, as of old, be near us, And lead us safely to Thy holy hill. 4. In vain to labor, unless Thou be with him, Man goeth forth through all the weary day; In vain his strife, in vain his toil unceasing, Unless Thy staff bring comfort on his way. 5. Thou, who hast made the north and south, watch o'er us; Thou, in whose Name, the lonely ones rejoice, Still let Thy cloudy pillar glide before us, Still let us listen for Thy warning voice. 6. So, when that morn of endless light is waking, And shades of evil from its splendors flee, Safe may we rice, the earth's dark breast forsaking, Through all the long bright day to dwell with Thee. Amen. Text Sources: Hedge and Hunthington's Hymns etc., 1853
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Rejoice, all ye believers

Author: Sarah B. Findlater; Laurentius Laurenti Appears in 335 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, all ye believers, And let your lights appear; The evening is advancing, And darker night is near; The Bridegroom is arising, And soon He draweth nigh; Up, pray, and watch, and wrestle: At midnight comes the cry. 2 See that your lamps are burning; Replenish them with oil; And wait for your salvation, The end of earthly toil. The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near, Go meet Him as He cometh, With alleluias clear. 3 Ye saints, who here in patience Your cross and sufferings bore, Shall live and reign for ever When sorrow is no more: Around the throne of glory The Lamb ye shall behold, In triumph cast before Him Your diadems of gold. 4 Our Hope and Expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere. With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption That brings us unto Thee. Amen.
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Sing to the Lord of harvest

Author: Rev. John S. B. Monsell Appears in 121 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise: By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest A song of happy of love. 2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring; The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing: He filleth with His fulness All things with large increase; He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty, and with peace. 3 Heap on His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save: Your hearts lay down before Him, When at His feet ye fall, And with your lives adore Him Who gave His life for all. Amen.
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Sometimes a light surprises

Author: William Cowper Appears in 408 hymnals
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Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear

Author: Rev. John Keble Appears in 1,452 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, It is not night if Thou be near; Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes. 2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviorr’s breast. 3. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4. If some poor wandering child of Thine Has spurned to-day the voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5. Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner’s sleep to-night, Like infants’ slumbers, pure and light. 6. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above. Amen.
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Sunset and evening star

Author: Alfred Lord Tennyson Appears in 172 hymnals Lyrics: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark; For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar. Amen.
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Supreme in wisdom as in power

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 49 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Supreme in wisdom as in power The Rock of Ages stands; Though Him thou canst not see, nor trace The working of His hands. 2 He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart; And courage in the evil hour His heavenly aids impart. 3 Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. 4 They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life Divine; With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. 5 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar, Their wings are faith and love; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to heaven above. Amen. Text Sources: Scottish Trans. and Paraphr. 1745, 1781, alt.
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Sweet is the work, my God, my King

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 781 hymnals
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With tearful eyes I look around

Author: Charlotte Elliott Appears in 292 hymnals Lyrics: 1 With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee: O to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me." 3 When the poor heart with anguish learns That earthly props resigned must be, And from each broken cistern turns, It hears the accents, "Come to Me." 4 When against sin I strive in vain, And cannot from its yoke get free, Sinking beneath the heavy chain, The words arrest me, "Come to Me." 5 When nature shudders, loath to part From all I love, enjoy, and see; When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, A sweet voice utters, "Come to Me. 6 "Come, for all else must fail and die; Earth is no resting-place for thee, Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy Portion; come to Me." 7 O voice of mercy! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above, And gently whisper, "Come to Me." Amen.
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Father of all, to thee

Author: Rev. John Julian Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Appears in 19 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Father of all, to Thee, With loving hearts we pray, Through Him, in mercy given, The Life, the Truth, the Way; From heaven, Thy throne, in mercy shed Thy blessings on each bended head. 2 Father of all, to Thee, Our contrite hearts we raise, Unstrung by sin and pain, Long voiceless in Thy praise; Breathe Thou the silent chords along, Until they tremble into song. 3 Father of all, to Thee, we breathe unuttered fears, Deep-hidden in our souls, That have no voice but tears; Take Thou our hand, and through the wild Lead gently on, each trembling child. 4 Father of all, may we In praise our tongues employ, When gladness fills the soul With deep and hallowed joy; In storm and calm give us to see The path of peace, which leads to Thee. Amen.

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