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When our heads are bowed with woe

Author: H.H. Milman Appears in 167 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow; When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not Thine own; Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Trials and Conflicts Used With Tune: [When our heads are bowed with woe]
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When, streaming from the eastern skies

Author: William Shrubsole Appears in 204 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, O Sun of righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine; Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 2 As every day Thy mercy spares, Will bring its trials and its cares, O Savior, till my life shall end, Be Thou my counselor and friend! Teach me Thy precepts all divine, And be Thy great example mine. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Savior, while I rest; And as each morning sun shall rise, O lead me onward to the skies! 4 And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed; Then from death's gloom my spirit raise, To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. Topics: Family Prayer Morning; Family Prayer Morning Used With Tune: [When, streaming from the eastern skies]
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While shepherds watched their flocks by night

Author: Nahum Tate Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,124 hymnals Lyrics: 1 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 "Fear not," said he--for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind-- "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3 "To you in David's town this day, Is born of David's line A Savior, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign-- 4 The heavenly Babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph--and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song:-- 6 "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace; Good-will henceforth from heaven to men Begin and never cease." Topics: The Church Year Christmas; The Church Year Christmas Used With Tune: [While shepherds watched their flocks my night]
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With broken heart and contrite sigh

Author: Cornelius Elven Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 219 hymnals Lyrics: 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry: Thy pardoning grace is rich and free; O God, be merciful to me. 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscience guilt oppressed; Christ and His cross my only plea: O God, be merciful to me. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies; But Thou dost all my anguish see: O God, be merciful to me. 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone; To Calvary alone I flee: O God, be merciful to me. 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be, God has been merciful to me. Topics: The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Eleventh Sunday after Trinity; Confession of Sin; Repentance Used With Tune: [With broken heart and contrite sigh]
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Hark! the voice of Jesus crying

Author: D. March Appears in 514 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 sheaves away?" Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers thee: 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 be a watchman, Standing high on Zion's wall, Pointing out the path to heaven, Offering life and peace to all; With your prayers and with your bounties You can do what heaven demands; You can be like faithful Aaron, Holding up the prophet's hands. 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." Topics: The Church Missions; The Church Missions; Missions; Obedience to God Used With Tune: [Hark! the voice of Jesus crying]
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O bless the Lord, my soul

Author: J. Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 194 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O bless the Lord, my soul, His grace to thee proclaim, And all that is within me join To bless His holy name. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul; His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all His benefits: The Lord to thee is kind. 3 He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins; Prolongs thy feeble breath; He heals all thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 5 He clothes thee with His love; Upholds thee with His truth; And like the eagle He renews The vigor of thy youth. 6 Then bless His holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose lovingkindness crowns thy days; O bless the Lord, my soul! Topics: His Goodness and Love; God His Goodness and love; Praise and Prayer Used With Tune: [O bless the Lord, my soul]
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It is not death to die

Author: H. A. César Malan Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 178 hymnals Lyrics: 1 It is not death to die-- To leave this weary road, And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimmed with tears, And wake in glorious repose To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong exulting wing, To live among the just. 5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life, Thy chosen cannot die: Like Thee, they conquer in the strife, To reign with Thee on high. Topics: The Last Things Burial and Resurrection; The Last Things Burial and Ressurection; Eternal Life; Resurrection Used With Tune: [It is not death to die]
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Within the Father's house

Author: J. R. Woodford Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 41 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Within the Father's house The Son hath found His home; And to His temple suddenly The Lord of life hath come. 2 The doctors of the law Gaze on the wondrous child, And marvel at His gracious words Of wisdom undefiled. 3 Yet not to them is given The mighty truth to know, To lift the earthly veil which hides Incarnate God below. 4 The secret of the Lord Escapes each human eye, And faithful pondering hearts await The full Epiphany. 5 Lord, visit Thou our souls And teach us by Thy grace, Each dim revealing of Thyself With loving awe to trace; 6 Till from our darkened sight The cloud shall pass away, And on the cleanséd soul shall burst The everlasting day; 7 Till we behold Thy face And know, as we are known, Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Co-equal Three in One. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; The Church Year Second Sunday after Epiphany; Jesus Christ Our Teacher Used With Tune: [Within the Father's house]
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The Lord ascendeth up on high

Author: A. T. Russell Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 38 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord ascendeth up on high, Loud anthems round Him swelling; The Lord hath triumphed gloriously, In power and might excelling: Hell and the grave are captive led; Lo, He returns, our glorious head, To His eternal dwelling! 2 The heavens with joy receive their Lord; O day of exultation! By saints, by angel-hosts adored For His so great salvation! O earth, adore thy glorious King; His rising, His ascension sing With grateful adoration! 3 By saints in earth and saints in heaven, With songs for ever blended, All praise to Christ, our King, be given, Who hath to heaven ascended; To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God of heaven's resplendent host In bright array extended! Topics: The Church Year Ascension; The Church Year Ascension Used With Tune: [The Lord ascendeth up on high]
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Behold the sure Foundation-stone

Author: I. Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 197 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Behold the sure Foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heavenly hopes upon, And His eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, Let saints adore the Name; They trust their whole salvation here Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain; Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood Yet must this building rise; ’Tis Thine own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. Topics: The Church Foundation and Nature; The Church Foundation and Nature; Church of Christ Used With Tune: [Behold the sure Foundation stone]

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