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O Thou the contrite sinners' Friend

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: The Book of Common Praise #528a (1939) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Topics: Faith and Penitence; Lent Tune Title: ISLEWORTH
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From foes that would the land devour

Author: Bishop R. Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The English Hymnal #557 (1906) Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH

From foes that would the land devour

Author: Bishop R. Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The English Hymnal #557 (1933) Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH
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Send Forth, O Lord, to Every Place

Author: Mary C. Gates, 1842-1905 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #572 (1993) Meter: 8.8.8.6 First Line: Send forth, O Lord, to ev'ry place Lyrics: 1 Send forth, O Lord, to ev'ry place Swift messengers before your face, The heralds of your wondrous grace, Where you yourself will come. 2 Send men whose eyes have seen the King, Men in whose ears his sweet words ring; Send them your lost ones home to bring; Send them where you will come -- 3 To bring good news to souls in sin, The bruised and broken hearts to win, In ev'ry place to bring them in Where you yourself will come. 4 Since you have died, your vict'ry claim; Assert, O Christ, your glory's name; And far to lands of pagan shame Send men where you will come. 5 Arm each one with the Spirit's sword, The sword of your own deathless Word, And make them conqu'rors, conqu'ring Lord, Where you yourself will come. Topics: Missions; Missions Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH
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O God of Mercy, God of Might

Author: Godfrey Thring, 1823-1903 Hymnal: Lutheran Service Book #852 (2006) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God of mercy, God of might, In love and pity infinite, Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, To live our lives in Thee. 2 And Thou, who cam'st on earth to die That our lost world might live thereby, O hear us; for to Thee we cry, In hope, O Lord, to Thee. 3 Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught: To feel for those Thy blood hath bought, That ev'ry word and deed and thought May work a work for Thee. 4 All are redeemed, both far and wide, Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died. Grant us the will and grace provide To love them all in Thee! 5 In sickness, sorrow, want, or care, May we each other's burdens share; May we, where help is needed, there Give help as unto Thee! 6 And may Thy Holy Spirit move All those who live to live in love Till Thou shalt greet in heav'n above All those who live in Thee. Topics: Society Scripture: Deuteronomy 10:12 Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH
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From Foes That Would the Land Devour

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1512 Meter: 8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1. From foes that would the land devour, From guilty pride and lust of power, From wild sedition’s lawless hour, From yoke of slavery, 2. From blinded zeal by faction led, From giddy change by fancy bred, From poisonous error’s serpent head Good Lord, preserve us free! 3. Defend, O God! with guardian hand, The laws and ruler of our land, And grant our Church Thy grace to stand In faith and unity! Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH
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His Are the Thousand Sparkling Rills

Author: Cecil Alexander Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2443 Meter: 8.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1. His are the thousand sparkling rills That from a thousand fountains burst, And fill with music all the hills; And yet He saith, I thirst. 2. All fiery pangs on battlefields; On fever beds where sick men toss, And in that human cry He yields To anguish on the cross. 3. But more than pains that racked Him then, Was the deep longing thirst divine That thirsted for the souls of men: Dear Lord! and one was mine. 4. O love most patient, give me grace; Make all my soul athirst for Thee; That parched dry lip, that fading face, That thirst, were all for me. Languages: English Tune Title: ISLEWORTH

His are the thousand sparkling rills

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander (1823-95) Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #102 (1992) Tune Title: ISLEWORTH

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