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A Seedling of Jesse Shall Flower
Author: William V. Harcourt Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 A seedling of Jesse shall flower,
A ruler descend from his line,
Instinct with the spirit of power,
The spirit of wisdom divine.
2 A judge to reprove for the meek,
The mantle of justice to wear,
To render their rights to the weak,
The wrongs of the poor to repair.
3 Then none shall devour or hurt,
When God has His dwelling with men;
The babe with the scorpion shall sport,
And play on the cockatrice’s den.
4 Then children the tiger shall lead;
The wolves shall lie down with the flocks;
The kid with the leopard shall feed,
The lion eat straw with the ox.
The word that goes forth from His mouth
A light to the nations shall be,
To spread from the north to the south,
And flow like the tides to the sea. Used With Tune: BEN AVON Text Sources: Symmetrical Psalmody, 1855
A Seedling of Jesse Shall Flower
All People That Dwell on the Earth
Author: Anonymous Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1. All people that dwell on the earth,
Your songs to Jehovah now raise;
Come, serve Him with gladness and joy,
Approach Him with anthems of praise.
2. Know ye that Jehovah is God,
Our Sovereign and Maker is He;
His people, forever His own,
The sheep of His pasture are we.
3. With thankfulness enter His gates,
His praise in His temple proclaim;
Your voices in thanksgiving raise,
And bless ye His glorious name.
4. For gracious and good is the Lord,
His mercy to us never ends;
His faithfulness, true to His word,
Through ages unending extends. Used With Tune: BEN AVON Text Sources: The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 269.
All People That Dwell on the Earth
How Frail Are These Bodies Of Clay!
Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How frail are these bodies of clay!
How soon all their vigor is lost!
They flourish in beauty today,
Tomorrow they mingle in dust.
2 So flow’rs in the morning may rise,
Unfolding their leaves to the sun;
The breath of each zephyr that sighs,
May blast them, and soon they are gone.
3 Afflictions spring not from the ground,
Diseases our Sovereign obey;
His hand, it can heal every wound,
Or fill us with death and dismay.
4 We lie in Thy sovereign control,
O Lord, in this hour of distress;
Physician of body and soul,
Send down Thy recovering grace.
5 Oh! speak, and the dear one shall live,
Jehovah, almighty to save!
Thy voice e’en the dead shall revive,
And triumph at last o’er the grave. Used With Tune: BEN AVON Text Sources: The Mother's Hymn Book by Thomas Hastings (New York: Ezra Collier, 1836)
How Frail Are These Bodies Of Clay!
Escape From The Perilous Plain
Author: John R. Macduff Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Escape from the perilous plain,
The brimstone cloud hangs in the sky,
And ominous symbols proclaim
The season of vengeance is nigh.
2 How many once plunged in despair,
Have hearkened to mercy’s loud call!
And still may the guilty repair
To refuge provided for all.
3 The world’s boasted shelters are vain,
Its antidotes fail to relieve;
Its pleasures are mingled with pain,
Its promises only deceive.
4 But Jesus, Thou life of my soul,
Secure in Thy bosom I hide;
On Thee all my burdens I roll,
I long for no refuge beside.
5 Should life’s cherished joys disappear,
Its blossoms of happiness fade,
These only the Shelter endear,
Which trials can never invade.
6 Oh, come, blessèd Savior of love,
And gladden my spirit forgiven,
With hope of Thy presence above,
In sorrowless mansions of Heaven! Used With Tune: BEN AVON Text Sources: Altar Stones, (London: James Nisbet, 1853)
Escape From The Perilous Plain
