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When From Scattered Lands Afar

Author: Charlotte E. Tonna Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16038 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: When from scat­tered lands afar Lyrics: 1 When from scat­tered lands afar Spreads the voice of ru­mored war, Nations in tu­mul­tu­ous pride Heave like ocean’s roari­ng tide; When the so­lar splen­dors fail, When the cres­cent wax­eth pale; World! do thou the sig­nal dread, We ex­alt the droop­ing head. 2 When the pow­ers that star-like reign Sink dis­hon­ored to the plain, We up­lift the ex­pect­ant eye— Our red­emp­tion draw­eth nigh, When the fig tree shoots ap­pear, Men be­hold their sum­mer near; When the hearts of re­bels fail, We the com­ing Con­quer­or hail. 3 Bridegroom of Thy weep­ing spouse, Listen to her long­ing vows, Listen to her wi­dowed moan, Listen to cre­a­tion’s groan; Bid, O bid Thy trum­pet sound, Gather Thine elect around: Call them from the cheer­less gloom, Call them from the mar­ble tomb. 4 From the grass-grown vil­lage grave, From the deep dis­solv­ing wave, From the whirl­wind and the flame, Mighty Head, Thy mem­bers claim. Where Thy cross in ang­uish stood, Where Thy life dis­tilled in blood, Where they mocked Thy dy­ing groan, King of na­tions, claim Thy throne. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH
When From Scattered Lands Afar
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Joy Of Joys! He Lives, He Lives

Author: William J. Irons Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16179 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Joy of joys! He lives, He lives, Jesus, who sal­va­tion gives! Rising in the ear­ly gloom, Lo! His glo­ry fills the tomb; All the earth­ly guards are fled, From the man­sion of the Dead. Listen, for the an­gels say, "See the place where Je­sus lay." 2 Enter, if ye seek for Him! There the light shall not be dim; At His head, and at His feet, Mark the clothes and wind­ing sheet, All in sac­red or­der seen, In the grave where Christ has been; So He left it, all was done, Ere the ris­ing of the sun. 3 Earth was trem­bling—Jesus rose, Calmly pass­ing through His foes; Death hath no do­min­ion now, Captain of Sal­va­tion, Thou! Jesus, Con­quer­or of the grave, Jesus, Mas­ter, strong to save, Teach our hearts th’un­earth­ly bliss Of a pur­er world than this! 4 Bid the pow­ers of dark­ness fly, For the morn is draw­ing nigh; Show to us the shin­ing way, Us, the child­ren of the day; Onward, on­ward, in the road Radiant with the light of God, God the Fa­ther and the Son, And the Spi­rit, ev­er one. Languages: English Tune Title: KIRIKKALE
Joy Of Joys! He Lives, He Lives
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Is There Not A Place For Me?

Author: Eliza E. Hewitt Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16305 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Mansions in the Fa­therland Lyrics: 1 Mansions in the Fa­therland, Built by God’s almigh­ty hand; Happy hosts their beau­ty see; Is there not a place for me? Is there not a place for me? Is there not a place for me? Happy hosts their beau­ty see; Is there not a place for me? 2 Crowns of glo­ry, crowns of light, Brighter than the stars of night; Fadeless thro’ eter­ni­ty; Is there not a crown for me? Is there not a crown for me? Is there not a crown for me? Fadeless thro’ eter­ni­ty; Is there not a crown for me? 3 Garments whit­er than the snow, Christ the King hath made them so; Still He calls in tones so free; Is there not a robe for me? Is there not a robe for me? Is there not a robe for me? Still He calls in tones so free; Is there not a robe for me? 4 Golden harps in praise re­sound, Songs to Je­sus circ­ling round; Making cease­less me­lo­dy; Is there not a harp for me? Is there not a harp for me? Is there not a harp for me? Making cease­less me­lo­dy; Is there not a harp for me? Languages: English Tune Title: RAQUETTE
Is There Not A Place For Me?
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Jesus, Hear Me When I Pray

Author: Mattie A. Long Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16307 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Jesus, hear me when I pray, Refrain First Line: Where I am and what I do Lyrics: 1 Jesus, hear me when I pray, Keep and guide me all the day; Save from fear and care of sin, Keep me pure and strong with­in. Refrain: Where I am and what I do, Keep me faith­ful, keep me true; Where I am and what I do, Keep me faith­ful, keep me true. 2 Hear me when I pray for light, Fill me with Thy glo­ry bright; Save from en­vy thro’ the day, Love, pro­tect me all the way. [Refrain] 3 Hear me when to Thee I call, When the clouds of dark­ness fall; Let me hear Thy ten­der voice, That with Thee I may re­joice. [Refrain] 4 Jesus, hear me, I am Thine; Give to me Thy love di­vine; Teach me how to walk with Thee, In Thy love I would be free. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: KRABI
Jesus, Hear Me When I Pray
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At Home Beyond The Sea

Author: W. N. Cook Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16378 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: One by one we’re go­ing home Refrain First Line: Home at last b­eyond the sea Lyrics: 1 One by one we’re go­ing home, Gathering ’round the great white throne; There we’ll live eter­nal­ly In our home be­yond the sea. Refrain: Home at last b­eyond the sea, There we’ll with our Sav­ior be, And we’ll rest for­ev­er­more On that bright, ce­les­ti­al shore. 2 Father, mo­ther now are there, Brothers, too, and sis­ters fair; They are rest­ing glad and free, In that home be­yond the sea. [Refrain] 3 Kindred, friends have gone be­fore To that hap­py, gold­en shore; All their toils and care are past— They are home, safe home at last. [Refrain] 4 In that home so fair and bright Jesus is the glo­ri­ous light; Soon His bless­èd face I’ll see In my home be­yond the sea. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: PARRAMATTA
At Home Beyond The Sea
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The Newborn King

Author: Asa Hull Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16430 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: In the silence of the night Refrain First Line: Glory! glo­ry let us sing Lyrics: 1 In the silence of the night Shepherds saw a hea­ven­ly light; And they heard the an­gel say, "Christ the Lord" is born to­day. Refrain: Glory! glo­ry let us sing, Glory to the new­born King! Loud ho­san­nas we will raise, In the great Re­deem­er’s praise. 2 Then a host ap­peared and sang, Heaven with hal­le­lu­jahs rang; Peace on earth, good-will to men, Was pro­claimed at Beth­le­hem. [Refrain] 3 Wise men, guid­ed by His star, Sought the Stran­ger from afar; Brought their gifts of myrrh and gold To Mes­si­ah, long fore­told. [Refrain] 4 "Jesus, Sav­ior, migh­ty Lord! Prince of Peace!" by Hea­ven ado­red; Life and light He came to bring; Hail we, then, the new­born king! [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: LOMBARDY
The Newborn King
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Little Christian Children, Say

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16538 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Little Christ­ian child­ren, say Lyrics: 1 Little Christ­ian child­ren, say Why your hearts are light to­day; Why with hymn and car­ol sweet, You this ha­ppy Sun­day greet? 2 Very ear­ly Christ arose, Mighty Vic­tor o’er His foes, In the morn­ing’s twi­light gloom, Lord of Life, He left the tomb. 3 Little Christ­ian child­ren, tell, How your king hath van­quished hell, As you say, has ris’n again, He who in the grave has lain. 4 Faithless watch the sen­tries kept, Bitter tears the wo­men wept, Till they saw the an­gel bright, Clad in rai­ment fair and white. 5 Hark! He speaks to calm their fear, "He is ris’n, He is not here; He has gone to Ga­li­lee— There your Master ye shall see." 6 Little Christian children, sing, Praising loud your risen king; We, too, share your joyful strain, Christ our Passover is slain. 7 Glory, Jesu, be to Thee, Thou whose rising sets us free; Death and Satan overthrown, Thee, the King of kings we own. Languages: English Tune Title: GEBZE
Little Christian Children, Say
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Christ The Lord Will Come Again

Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16569 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Christ the Lord will come again, None shall wait for Him in vain; I shall then His glo­ry see, Christ will come, and call for me. Not as when His hum­ble birth Graced the mean­est place on earth; Not as when His ten­der heart Bled with sym­pa­the­tic smart. 2 Not as when for us He stood Surety to an in­jured God; Not as when our sins He bore, Gashed with wounds, and bathed in gore; But with trum­pet’s aw­ful sound, With im­mor­tal glo­ry crowned; On a bright ce­les­ti­al throne, Our Re­deem­er will come down. 3 Then, when His al­migh­ty voice Shakes the earth, and rends the skies, Rising mill­ions will pro­claim Our Em­man­u­el’s glor­ious name. "This is our re­deem­ing God!" Ransomed hosts will shout aloud; "Praise, eter­nal praise, be giv’n, To the Lord of earth and Heav’n!" 4 Oh, that I may then be found, With them, ris­ing from the ground! Joining their im­mor­tal song, With a new ce­les­ti­al tongue! Let us own the Sav­ior’s name, Where the wicked count it shame; Then the righ­teous Judge will own Ours be­fore His Fa­ther’s throne. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR
Christ The Lord Will Come Again
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Blessed Savior, Quickly Come

Author: Walter B Gilbert 1829-1910 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16649 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Blessed Sav­ior, quick­ly come Lyrics: 1 Blessed Sav­ior, quick­ly come, Gather Thine own Is­ra­el home; Brought in grace to their own land, Planted—by Thy migh­ty hand, Then by Is­ra­el will be seen What to them their God hath been; Naught His pro­mise can re­move, Naught can change His faith­ful love. 2 Countless years may roll away, Yet His word can ne’er de­cay; Every pro­mise He has giv’n Stands more sure than earth or Heav’n; He His love on Abr’am set, He His word can ne’er for­get, Soon shall Abr’am’s race, re­stored, Prove how faith­ful is the Lord. 3 Then by foes no more op­pressed, Israel shall for­ev­er rest; Then all war and strife shall cease, Nations know the joy of peace; Israel’s sway shall Gen­tiles own, While the Lord on Zi­on’s throne O’er His people, blessed again, Shall Him­self for­eve­r reign. Languages: English Tune Title: MAIDSTONE
Blessed Savior, Quickly Come

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