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O Maiden Mother!

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #134b (1880) First Line: When my eyes are closed in sleep Lyrics: O Maiden Mother, Tender and mild, Oh! take me for thy child; And thro' life's journey, Oh! let it be My joy to think of thee, My joy to think of thee. 1 When my eyes are closed in sleep, Thro' the night my slumbers keep; Make my latest tho't to be, How to love thy Son and thee. O Maiden Mother, Tender and mild, Oh! take me for thy child; And thro life's journey, Oh! let it be My joy to think of thee, My joy to think of thee. 2 Touch me when the sunbeam bright Calls me with its golden light, How my waking tho'ts may be Turned to Jesus and to thee. O Maiden Mother, Tender and mild, Oh! take me for thy child; And thro life's journey, Oh! let it be My joy to think of thee, My joy to think of thee. 3 And oh, teach me through the day Oft to raise my heart and say, "Maiden Mother, meek and mild, Guard, oh, guard thy humble child!" O Maiden Mother, etc. 4 Thus, sweet Mother, day and night Thou shalt guide my steps aright; And my dying words shall be, "Virgin Mother, pray for me?" O Maiden Mother, etc. Languages: English Tune Title: [When my eyes are closed in sleep]
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Children of Mary

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #136 (1880) First Line: Children of Mary, high your voices raise Refrain First Line: Children of Mary, high your voices raise Lyrics: 1 Children of Mary, high your voices raise, Ye upon whom she casts a tender eye; Children of God, sing her immortal praise, And all exalt her glory to the skies, And all exalt her glory to the skies. 2 I see, ascending to her glorious throne, The fervent pray'r of ev'ry faithful child; Each heart erects an altar to her name, Where Mary lives in everlasting fame, Where Mary lives in everlasting fame. Languages: English Tune Title: [Children of Mary, high your voices raise]
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Let every heart exulting beat

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #138 (1880) Refrain First Line: Let ev'ry heart exulting beat Lyrics: 1 Let ev'ry heart exulting beat With joy at Jesus' name of bliss; With ev'ry pure delight replete, And passing sweet, the music is. Chorus: Let ev'ry heart exulting beat, With joy at Jesus' name of bliss; With ev'ry pure delight replete, And passing sweet, the music is, And passing sweet the music is. 2 Jesus the comfortless consoles, Jesus each sinful fever quells, Jesus the power of hell controls, Jesus each deadly foe repels. Let every heart, etc. 3 Oh! speak His glorious name abroad! Jesus let every tongue confess; Let every heart and voice accord The Healer of our souls to bless. Let every heart, etc. 4 Jesus, the sinner's Friend, abide With us, and hearken to our prayers: Thy frail and erring wanderers guide, In mercy our transgressions spare. Let every heart, etc. 5 All might, all glory be to Thee, Refulgent with this Name Divine; All honor, worship, majesty, Jesus, for evermore be Thine. Let every heart, etc. Topics: Month of June Languages: English Tune Title: [Let ev'ry heart exulting beat]
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I rise from dreams of time

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #139 (1880) Lyrics: 1 I rise from dreams of time, From the shadows of this life, From the tombs and places waste, From an earth of sin and strife; I rise from dreams of time, An angel guides my feet, my feet To thy sacred altar-throne, Whereon my heart doth beat, To thy sacred altar-throne, Whereon my heart doth beat. 2 A lone lamp quivers still, And a wondrous silence reigns; Only with voice low and mild, The Holy One complains: "Long have I waited here, And tho' thou heed'st not me, not me, The heart of Mary's Son Beats ever on for thee, The heart of Mary's Son Beats ever on for thee." 3 In the womb of Maiden meek, In the Cradle, on the Tree, Heart of undying love, It lived, loved, broke for me: While around me thunders peal, Yet, as then, behold me now, By Thy pierced and wounded Hands By Thy torn and bleeding Brow. 4 O voice of the inward ear! O voice of complaining love! O Thou art awful God, To realms below and above! Thou waitest and pleadest here, And canst not from us part, O veiled and wondrous Son! O love of the Sacred Heart! Languages: English Tune Title: [I rise from dreams of time]
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Soul of my Saviour

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #141 (1880) First Line: Soul of my Saviour! sanctify my breast Lyrics: 1 Soul of my Saviour! sanctify my breast: Thy blessed Body be my saving Guest; Blood of my Jesus! bathe me in thy tide, Wash me, ye waters streaming from His side, Wash me, ye waters streaming from His side. 2 Strength and protection may His passion be; Jesus! hear my sighs and answer me! Deep in Thy Heart, Lord, hide and shelter me; So shall I never, never part from Thee, So shall I never, never part from Thee. 3 Guard and defend me from the foe malign, In death's dread moments make me only Thine; Call me, and bid me come to Thee on high, Where I may praise Thee, reigning in the sky. Languages: English Tune Title: [Soul of my Saviour! sanctify my breast]
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Jesus, the very thought of Thee

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #142 (1880) First Line: Jesus, the very tho't of Thee Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the very tho't of Thee, With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter for it is to see, And in Thy presence rest. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mem'ry find, A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O, Saviour of mankind. 2 O, hope of ev'ry contrite heart! O, joy of all the meek! To those who fall, how kind thou art, How good to those who seek. But what to those who find? Ah! this nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His loved once know. 3 Jesus! our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; Jesus! be Thou our glory now, And through eternity. 4 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mem'ry find, A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O, Saviour of mankind. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, the very tho't of Thee]
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Jesus, the very thought of Thee

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #143 (1880) First Line: Jesus, the very tho't of Thee Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the very tho't of Thee With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, can the mem'ry find, A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Saviour of mankind. 2 O hope of ev'ry contrite heart, O joy of all the meek; To those who fall how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek! But what to those who find? ah! this tongue nor pen can show The love of Jesus, what it is, None but His lov'd ones know. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, the very tho't of Thee]
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Sacred Heart

Author: S. N. D. Hymnal: LCNS1885 #144 (1880) First Line: Close veiled in that sweet Sacrament Refrain First Line: O Sacred Heart, how sweet 'twould be Lyrics: 1 Close veiled in that sweet Sacrament, Our Jesus' Heart, our treasure, lies; Love's priceless, dearest testament Is shrouded in that mystic guide. Our Jesus left His realms of light, On wings of love to earth He's flown; To dwell with us 'tis His delight, He makes our hearts His dearest throne. Chorus: O Sacred Heart, how sweet 'twould be, If we could die for love of Thee; O Sacred Heart, how sweet 'twould be, If we could die for love of Thee, of Thee, of Thee! 2 Love is not love! O angels, weep, Ye virgins chaste, breathe bitter sighs; O Earth be clothed in mourning deep; Withdraw your light, ye radiant skies! For all our souls' dear spouse hath died, For all His heart with love doth burn; Yet this meek Saviour men deride, And for His love make no return. [Chorus] 3 That heart for us could do no more, In anguish deep it sighed and bled; A cruel spear pierc'd thro' its core, For us His last life's blood was shed. That spear, O Jesus! pierc'd Thy Heart, That we within its depths might flee; Oh, wound our own with love's sweet dart, Let us expire for love of Thee! [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [Close veiled in that sweet Sacrament]
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Oh, the priceless love of Jesus!

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #147 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Oh, the priceless love of Jesus! Oh, the strength of grace divine! All His gifts are shower'd upon me, All His blessings may be mine; He is thron'd in heav'nly glory, Where no sin nor death can be; Yet He loves me in this darkness, Yet He does not turn from me. 2 I am blind, and poor, and wretched, By temptations sorely tried; Yet, His watchful care abounding, Keeps me ever at His side; He is God and King Eternal, Higher than all height can be; Yet His Heart is with me always, Yet He stoopeth down to me. 3 Storms of sorrow roll around me, Darkling clouds above me meet; But I hasten to my refuge At my Saviour's wounded Feet. O how lovingly, my Jesus, Thou dost with me ever bear; I can never, never, thank Thee For Thy goodness and Thy care. 4 When the brooding darkness hides me Bitter tears of pain I weep; But, Thou loving One, Thou healest All my sorrow dark and deep. Oh, Thy priceless love, my Jesus! Human love and love divine; Thou art gentle, Thou art mighty; All Thy Sacred Heart is mine. Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, the priceless love of Jesus!]
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I come to Thee, my Love

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #148 (1880) Lyrics: 1 I come to thee, my Love, From ways of grief and pain; I come to thee, my Love. Who here in light dost reign. The tempest raves without, The angry billows roll, But here Thy peace is mine, Thou Lover of my soul. 2 Oh, touch me with thy hand, As in the dust I lie; Oh, lift me to thy heart: Without Thee I must die. My soul is faint and dark, I come to thee for rest; Oh, let me see Thy light, And lie upon Thy breast. 3 I long when far away, To be with Thee again, Where treasures of thy grace Fall like the silent rain. O yield and hidden Love, O loving, gracious Lord; From Thee the silver showers Upon my heart are poured. 4 The storm of pain and grief Bends me beneath its power; I have no help but Thee In sorrow's darkest hour. O help me then, my Love, For I am dark and lone; And joy and light are Thine Upon this Altar-throne. Languages: English Tune Title: [I come to thee, my Love]

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