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Dying Millions

Author: John W. T. Givens Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: O how sweet the voice of Jesus Refrain First Line: O the millions, dying millions Lyrics: 1 O how sweet the voice of Jesus When He spoke our sins forgiv’n; O how precious is His promise, As He lifts us nearer Heav’n. Refrain: O the millions, dying millions, Who have never known the Lord, Shall they hear the voice of Jesus? Shall they die without His word? 2 There are millions, dying millions, In the lands of heathen gloom, Groping, groaning on in darkness, Till they reach a Christless tomb. [Refrain] 3 There are many, many ’round us, Blinded by the blight of sin, Who will never see our Jesus, Till with love their souls we win. [Refrain] 4 Can we live in ease and pleasure, While they perish without God? Fast the night of death is coming, Soon they’ll lie beneath the sod. [Refrain] 5 Let us hasten, then, my brother, Haste to tell them of our God; Tell them of His great salvation, Purchased with His precious blood. [Refrain] Used With Tune: MAZATLÁN
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Dyma Feibel Annwyl Iesu

Author: Richard Davies; Thomas Levi Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Dyma Feibil annwyl Iesu Lyrics: 1 Dyma Feibil annwyl Iesu, Dyma rodd deheulaw Duw; Dengys hwn y ffordd i farw, Dengys hwn y ffordd i fyw; Dengys hwn y golled erchyll Gafwyd draw yn Eden drist; Dengys hwn y ffordd i’r bywyd Trwy adnabod Iesu Grist. 2 Feibil gwerthfawr! caiff dy eiriau Gartref yn fy mynwes i; Mae bendithion myrdd myrddiynau Yn dy addewidion di; Bu fy nghalon dlawd yn crwydro Mewn anialwch sych a gwyw; Nes i ti fy nhywys trwyddo At geulannau afon Duw. 3 Cuddiaf d’eiriau yn fy nghalon— Gwnaf yn ddyfnach nag erioed; Byddi’n llewyrch i fy llwybrau, Ac yn llusern i fy nhroed; Cyfaill fyddi ar y ddaear Erys drwy fy oriau brau; Yn y nef am dragwyddoldeb Bydd dy drysor yn parhau. Used With Tune: MOUNT OF OLIVES
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Go And Tell

Author: Albert B. Simpson Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 16 hymnals First Line: Send the Gospel of salvation Refrain First Line: Go and tell them, go and tell them Lyrics: 1 Send the Gospel of salvation, To a world of dying men; Tell it out to every nation, "’Till the Lord shall come again." Refrain: Go and tell them, go and tell them, Jesus died for sinful men; Go and tell them, go and tell them, He is coming back again. 2 ’Tis the Church’s great commission, ’Tis the Master’s last command; Christ has died for every creature, Tell it out in every land. [Refrain] 3 Tell it out to China’s millions, Tell it out in fair Japan; Tell it by the mighty Congo, Tell it in the dark Sudan. [Refrain] 4 ’Mid the lone Tibetan mountains, By the Orinoco’s strand; O’er the burning plains of India, Tell it out in every land. [Refrain] Used With Tune: RENTON Text Sources: Hymns of the Christian Life No. 3 by Albert B. Simpson, May A. Stephens and Margaret M.Simpson (New York: Alliance Press, 1904)
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Often When We Sit And Ponder

Author: Harry Showalter Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Often when we sit and ponder O’er the cares that life may bring, We can only look to Jesus, Our Redeemer and our king; Tho’ sore trials may surround us, Or our way may be more smooth, ’Tis by blessings or afflictions That He doth our motives prove. 2 While mistakes are ever near us, And our motives miss their aim, We should not become discouraged, But believe that Christ, the same Yesterday, today, tomorrow, Will forgive us if we come With a heart of godly sorrow, And an honest, pleading tongue. 3 Disappointments may surround us, Chastenings may come severe, But we have the blessèd promise That a comforter is near; Whom the Lord loves He will chasten, And He scourgeth every son, Who, received thus into glory, Ever says, "His will be done." 4 In our upward, pilgrim journey, May we to each other show Love unchangeable, unfading, That in peace we onward go; Till the summons at death’s portals Shall our weary eyelids close, Then we meet those gone, immortal, Who are free from cares and woes. Used With Tune: ITHACA

On This Day of Joy and Gladness

Author: Leroy J. Robertson Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Refrain First Line: Alleluia, Alleluia
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Cast Thy Bread Upon the Waters

Author: John J. Hood Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 44 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Ye who have but scant supply; Angel eyes will watch above it, You shall find it bye and bye. He who in His righteous balance Doth each human action weigh, Will your sacrifice remember, Will your loving deed repay. 2 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Poor and weary, worn with care, Often sitting in the shadows, Have you not a crumb to spare? Can you not to those around you Sing some little song of hope, While you look with longing vision Thro’ faith’s mighty telescope? 3 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Ye who have abundant store; It may float on many billows, It may strand on many a shore; You may think it lost forever; But as sure as God is true, In this life or in the other, It will yet return to you. 4 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Far and wide your treasure strew; Scatter it with willing fingers; Laugh for joy to see it go; For if you too closely keep it, It will only drag you down; If you love it more than Jesus, It will keep you from your crown. 5 Cast thy bread upon the waters, Waft it on with prayerful breath; In some distant, doubtful moment It may save a soul from death; Or when you shall sleep in silence, ’Neath the morn and evening dew, Stranger hands that you have strengthened May strew lilies over you. Used With Tune: LOS GATOS Text Sources: Gospel in Song by Francis Blackmer (Springfield, Mass.: F. A. Blackmer, 1884)
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Look, O Christian!

Author: William P. Balfern Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Look, O Christian! see thy Savior Lyrics: 1 Look, O Christian! see thy Savior Stooping ’neath His weighty cross; Look! and let thy pride and glory Be to thee as dung and dross. Mark His torn and bleeding temples, And His weary, way-worn feet; Let thy heart now bow before Him, And thine eyes all tearful weep. 2 See His back all scarred and bleeding, Patiently thy griefs He bears; See the purple robe around Him, And the crown of thorns He wears: All alone in His sad travail, Help and friends all far away; But a little of His sorrow Filled their hearts with sore dismay. 3 See the rabble, how they mock Him! Still no fear His faith appalls; Onwards ’neath His cross He staggers, Till beneath its weight He falls; Faint, forsaken, bruised and smitten, Sad and lonely on He goes, Goes to where His heart’s blood flowing Shall for ever cleanse His foes. 4 ’Mid the taunts of men and devils, See Him slowly onwards move; Drops of blood all silent flowing, Speak His everlasting love. Many waters round Him raging, Deep loud bellows unto deep; Still His love, unquenched and burning, To the end His heart shall keep. 5 O disciples, cease your dreaming, While thus gazing on your Lord; Can this world now claim your friendship, Sheathed in Jesu’s heart its sword? Can your path be ever pleasant, Ever free your heart from pain, If in Jesu’s footsteps treading You would reach eternal gain? 6 If a cross your Savior carried, Needful it for Him to bear, Can you wonder love hath purposed In His sorrows you should share? Still, within the cross Christ gives you, Kindly stooping from above, You will find the hidden honey Of His never-failing love. 7 ’Neath its shadow and its sorrows Joy shall plume her fragrant wing; And thy heart, though pierced and bleeding, Songs of lofty hope shall sing. Be thou strong, then—look to Jesus! In thy lot a cross thoul’t find; Take it up and cheerful bear it, Cast no lingering look behind. Used With Tune: EIFIONYDD Text Sources: Gethsemane; or, Incidents in the Great Sorrow, with Hymns of the Passion (London: Nelson and Sons, 1882)

Thou Whose Questing, Eager Boyhood

Author: William Watkins Reid Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal

Tune We Songs to Angel Chorus

Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal

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