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Once More the Liberal Year Laughs Out

Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: CCHS1916 #99 (1918) First Line: Once more the lib'ral year laughs out Lyrics: 1 Once more the lib'ral year laughs out O'er richer stores than gems or gold; Once more, with harvest-song and shout, Is nature's bloodless triumph told. 2 O favors ev'ry year made new! O blessings with the sunshine sent! The bounty overruns our due, The fullness shames our discontent. 3 We shut our eyes, the flow'rs bloom on; We murmur, but the corn ears fill; We choose the shadow, but the sun That casts it, shines behind us still. 4 Now let these altars, wreath'd with flow'rs And piled with fruits, awake again Thanksgiving for the golden hours, The early and the latter rain. Topics: Church Festivals Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: WALTHAM
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Now Sing we a Song for the Harvest

Hymnal: CCHS1916 #100 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Now sing we a song for the harvest, Thanksgiving and honor and praise, For all that the bountiful Giver Hath given to gladden our days: 2 For grasses of upland and lowland, For fruits of the garden and field, For gold which the mine and the prairie To delver and husband-man yield. 3 And thanks for the harvest of beauty, For that which the hands cannot hold, The harvest eyes only can gather, And only our hearts can enfold: 4 We reap it on mountain and moorland, We glean it from meadow and lea, We garner it in from the cloud-land, We bind it in sheaves from the sea. 5 But now we sing deeper and higher, Of harvests that eye cannot see; They ripen on mountains of duty Are reaped by the brave and the free. 6 O Thou who art Lord of the harvest, The Giver who gladdens our days, Our hearts are forever repeating Thanksgiving and honor, and praise. Topics: Church Festivals Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: BEECHKNOWE
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We Plough the Fields

Author: Jane M. Campbell; M. Claudius Hymnal: CCHS1916 #101 (1918) First Line: We plough the fields, and scatter Lyrics: 1 We plow the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. Chorus: All good gifts around us Are sent from heav'n above; Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord For all His love. 2 He only is the Maker Of all things near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey Him, By Him the birds are fed; Much more to us His children, He gives our daily bread. [Chorus] 3 We thank Thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seed-time and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food; Accept the gifts we offer, For all Thy love imparts, And, what Thou most desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. [Chorus] Topics: Church Festivals Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: WIR PFLÜGEN
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Behold a Stranger at the Door

Author: Joesph Grigg Hymnal: CCHS1916 #102 (1918) First Line: Behold a Stranger at the door! Lyrics: 1 Behold a Stranger at the door! He gently knocks, has knocked before, Hath waited long, is waiting still; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 O lovely attitude! He stands With melting heart and laden hands; O matchless kindness! and He shows This matchless kindness to His foes. 3 Admit Him, for the human breast Ne'er entertained so kind a guest; No mortal tongue their joys can tell, With whom He condescends to dwell. 4 Yet know, nor of the terms complain, If Jesus comes, He comes to reign,-- To reign, and with no partial sway: Thoughts must be slain that disobey. 5 Sovereign of souls, Thou Prince of Peace, O may Thy gentle reign increase: Throw wide the door, each willing mind; And be His empire all mankind. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance; Following Christ Languages: English Tune Title: BERA
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The Spirit in our Hearts

Author: Henry U. Onderdonk Hymnal: CCHS1916 #103 (1918) Lyrics: 1 The Spirit in our hearts Is whispering, "Sinner, come!" The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all His children, "Come!" 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, "Come!" Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ the fountain come. 3 Yes, whosoever will, O let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life, 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, Declares, "I quickly come:" Lord, even so; we wait Thine hour; O blest Redeemer, come. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: BOYLSTON
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God Calling Yet

Author: G. Tersteegen Hymnal: CCHS1916 #104 (1918) First Line: God calling yet!--shall I not hear? Lyrics: 1 God calling yet!--shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumber lie? 2 God calling yet!--shall I not rise? Can I his loving voice despise, And basely His kind care repay? He calls me still: can I delay? 3 God calling yet!--and shall He knock And I my heart the closer lock? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare His Spirit grieve? 4 God calling yet!-- and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live? I wait, but He does not forsake; He calls me still: My heart, awake! 5 Ah, yield Him all; in Him confide: Where but with Him doth peace abide? Break loose, let earthly bonds be riven, And let the spirit rise to heaven! 6 God calling yet!--I cannot stay; My heart I yield without delay: Vain world, farewell! from thee I part; The voice of God hath reached my heart! Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance; Closing Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: FEDERAL STREET
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O Come to the Merciful Savior

Author: Frederick W. Faber, ca. 1850 Hymnal: CCHS1916 #105 (1918) First Line: O come to the merciful Savior who calls you Lyrics: 1 O come to the merciful Savior who calls you, O come to the Lord who forgives and forgets; Though dark be the fortune on earth that befalls you, There's a bright home above where the sun never sets. 2 O come then to Jesus, whose arms are extended To fold His dear children in closest embrace; O come, for your exile will shortly be ended, And Jesus will show you His beautiful face. 3 Yes, come to the Savior, whose mercy grows brighter The longer you look at the depths of His love; And fear not! ’tis Jesus, and life’s cares grow lighter As you think of the home and the glory above. 4 Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story Of suff'ring and sorrow, of guilt and of shame; For the pardon of sin is the crown of His glory, And the joy of our Lord to be true to His name. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: WHITCHURCH
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Come to Calvary's Holy Mountain

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: CCHS1916 #106 (1918) First Line: Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain Lyrics: 1 Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all; In a full perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died. 2 Come in poverty and meanness, Come defiled, without, within; From infection and uncleanness, From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light. 3 Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind; Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace may find: Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 4 He that drinks shall live for ever; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood: God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant of blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: NAAR MIT OIE
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Come, said Jesus' Sacred Voice

Author: Anna L. Barbauld Hymnal: CCHS1916 #107 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make My paths your choice; I will guide you to your home, Weary pilgrim, hither come. 2 Thou who, homeless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste. 3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain; Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn; 4 Hither come, for here is found Balm that flows for ev'ry wound, Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: HORTON
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Art thou Weary, art thou Languid

Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: CCHS1916 #108 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? “Come to Me,” saith One, “and, coming, Be at rest.” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my guide? “In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.” 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That His brow adorns? “Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What has He at last? “Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan passed.” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? “Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, Yes.” Topics: The Christian Life Call and Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: BULLINGER

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