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Hark, the voice of Jesus crying

Author: Rev. Daniel March Appears in 509 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, "Who will go and work today? Fields are white and harvests waiting; Who will bear the sheave away?" Loud and long the Master calleth; Rich reward He offers free; Who will answer, gladly saying, "Here am I; send me, send me"? 2 If you cannot cross the ocean, And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door. If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow's mite; And the least you give for Jesus Will be precious in His sight. 3 If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can say He died for all. If you cannot rouse the wicked With the judgment's dread alarms, You can lead the little children To the Saviour's waiting arms. 4 Let none hear you idly saying, "There is nothing I can do," While the souls of men are dying, And the Master calls for you: Take the task He gives you gladly; Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, "Here am I; send me, send me!" Amen.
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Hark! what mean those holy voices

Author: Rev. John Cawood Appears in 724 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Hark! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly warbling in the skies? Sure the angelic host rejoices, Loudest alleluias rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy: "Glory in the highest, glory; Glory be to God Most High! 3 "Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven; Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 "Christ is born, the great Anointed; Heaven and earth His glory sing; Glad receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King! 5 "Hasten, mortals, to adore Him; Learn His name, and taste His joy: Till in heaven you sing before Him, Glory be to God Most High!" 6 Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth, Spread the brightness of His glory, Till it covers all the earth. Amen.
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Hasten, Lord, the glorious time

Author: Harriet Auber Appears in 299 hymnals
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Have mercy, Lord, on me

Appears in 122 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Have mercy, Lord, on me, As Thou wert ever kind; Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt Thy wonted mercy find. 2 Against Thee, Lord, alone, And only in Thy sight, Have I transgressed; and though condemned Must own Thy judgments right. 3 Blot out my crying sins, Nor me in anger view; Create in me a heart that's clean, An upright mind renew. 4 Withdraw not Thou Thy help, Nor cast me from Thy sight; Nor let Thy Holy Spirit take His everlasting flight. 5 The joy Thy favors give Let me again obtain, And Thy free Spirit's firm support My fainting soul sustain. Amen. Text Sources: Tate and Brady's New Version, Ed. of 1698
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High in the heavens, eternal God

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 380 hymnals
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Even me, even me

Author: Elizabeth Codner Appears in 848 hymnals First Line: Lord, I hear of showers of blessing Lyrics: 1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing, Thou art scattering full and free: Showers the thirsty land refreshing; Let some drops descend on me, Even me, even me, Let some drops descend on me. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father, Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st pass me, but the rather Let Thy mercy light on me, Even me, even me, Let thy mercy light on me. 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour, Let me love and cling to Thee: I am longing for Thy favor, When Thou comest, call for me, Even me, even me, When Thou comest, call for me. 4. Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, Thou canst make the blind to see; Witnesser of Jesus' merit, Speak the word of power to me, Even me, even me, Speak the word of power to me. 5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, Long been slighting, grieving Thee? Has the world my heart been keeping? O forgive, and rescue me, Even me, even me, O forgive, and rescue me. 6 Love of God, so pure and changeless, Blood of God, so rich and free; Grace of God, so strong and boundless, Magnify them all in me, Even me, even me, Magnify them all in me. 6. Pass me not, this lost one bringing Satan's slave Thy child shalt be; All my heart to Thee is springing, Blessing others, O bless me, but, pardon bringing Blessing others, O bless me. Amen.
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Praise the Lord, his glories show

Author: Rev. Henry F. Lyte Appears in 158 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord, His glories show Saints within His courts below, Angels round His throne above, All that see and share God’s love: Earth to heaven and heaven to earth, Tell His wonders, sing His worth, Age to age, and shore to shore. Praise Him, praise Him, evermore. w Praise the Lord, His mercies trace; Praise His providence and grace, All that He for man hath done, All He sends us through His Son. Strings and voices, hands and hearts, In the concert bear your parts: All that breathe, your Lord adore, Praise Him, praise Him, evermore. Amen.
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Ride on, ride on in majesty

Author: Rev. Henry H. Milman Appears in 508 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ride on! ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry; O Savior meek, pursue Thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed. 2 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die: O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on! ride on in majesty! The wingèd squadrons of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching sacrifice. 4 Ride on! ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on His sapphire throne Expects His own Anointed Son. 5 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die; Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. Amen.
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Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

Author: Rev. Robert Seagrave Appears in 807 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Towards heaven, thy native place. Sun and moon and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise my soul and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course; Fire ascending seeks the sun; Both speed them to their source: So my soul, derived from God, Pants to view His glorious face, Forward tends to His abode, To rest is His embrace. 3 Fly me riches, fly me cares, Whist I that coast explore; Flattering world, with all thy snares, Solicit me no more. Pilgrims fix not here their home; Strangers tarry but a night; When the last dear morn is come, They'll rise to a joyful light. 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize; Soon our Saviour will return Triumphant in the skies: Yet a season, and you know Happy entrance will be given, All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Amen.
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Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Author: Rev. Augustus M. Toplady; Rev. Thomas Cotterill Appears in 2,925 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2. Not the labors of my hands Can fulfil Thy law's demands; Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow, All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and Thou alone. 3. Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress; Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Savior, or I die. 4. While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar to worlds unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment throne, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. Amen.

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