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Once more the solemn season calls

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 28 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Once more the solemn season calls A holy fast to keep; And now within the temple walls Both priest and people weep. 2 But vain all outward sign of grief, And vain the form of prayer, Unless the heart implore relief, And penitence be there. 3 We smite the breast, we weep in vain, In vain in ashes mourn, Unless with penitential pain The smitten soul be torn. 4 In sorrow true then let us pray To our offended God, From us to turn His wrath away, And stay the uplifted rod. 5 O God, our Judge and Father, deign To spare the bruisèd reed; We pray for time to turn again, For grace to turn indeed. 6 Blest Three in One, to Thee we bow; Vouchsafe us in Thy love To gather from these fasts below Immortal fruit above. Topics: Ash Wednesday and Lent
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One sole baptismal sign

Appears in 114 hymnals Lyrics: 1 One sole baptismal sign, One Lord, below, above, One faith, one hope divine, One only watchword--Love; From different temples though it rise, One song ascendeth to the skies. 2 Our Sacrifice is one, One Priest before the Throne, The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone! And sighs from contrite hearts that spring, Our chief, our choicest offering. 3 Head of Thy Church beneath, The catholic, the true, On all her members breathe, Her broken frame renew! Then shall Thy perfect will be done, When Christians love and live as one.
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Soldiers of Christ, arise,

Appears in 917 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armour on; Strong in the strength which God supplies, Through His eternal Son. 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in His mighty power: Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand then in His great might, With all His strength endued; But take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God: 4 That, having all things done, And all your conflicts past, Ye may behold your victory won,, And stand complete at last. Topics: The Sacraments Baptism of Adults
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Sons of men, behold from far

Appears in 110 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sons of men, behold from far, Hail the long-expected star; Jacob's star that gilds the night, Guides bewilder'd nature right. 2 Mild it shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shades of death; Scattering error's wide-spread night, Kindling darkness into light. 3 Nations all, remote and near, Haste to see your God appear: Haste, for Him your hearts prepare, Meet Him manifested there. 4 There behold the Day-spring rise, Pouring light upon your eyes: See it chase the shades away, Shining to the perfect day. 5 Sing, ye morning stars again, God descends on earth to reign, Deigns for man His life to employ; shout, ye sons of God, for joy.
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The day is gently sinking to a close

Appears in 149 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows: O Brightness of Thy Father's glory, Thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now: Where Thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee. 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend: O Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide, Be Thou our light in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 3 Thou, Who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer;, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail: When all is dark may we behold Thee nigh, And hear Thy voice -- "Fear not, for it is I." 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awaken'd by Thy call, With Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide.
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The Lord my pasture shall prepare

Appears in 558 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. Topics: Miscellaneous
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The Lord will come, the earth shall quake

Appears in 188 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord will come: the earth shall quake, The hills their fixèd seat forsake; And, withering from the vault of night, The stars withdraw their feeble light. 2 The Lord will come: but not the same As once in lowly form He came, A silent Lamb to slaughter led, The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. 3 The Lord will come: a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Anointed Judge of human-kind. 4 Can this be He who wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway; By power oppress'd, and mock'd by pride? O God! is this the Crucified? 5 Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain; Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain; But faith, victorious o'er the tomb, Shall sing for joy, The Lord is come.
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The Lord, the only God, is great

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 21 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Lord, the only God, is great, And greatly to be praised In Sion, on whose happy mount His sacred throne is raised. 2 In Sion we have seen perform'd A work that was foretold, In pledge that God, for times to come, His city will uphold. 3 Let Sion's mount with joy resound; Her daughters all be taught In songs His judgments to extol, Who this deliverance wrought. 4 Compass her walls in solemn pomp, Your eyes quite round her cast; Count all her towers, and see if there You find one stone displaced. 5 Her forts and palaces survey, Observe their order well, That to the ages yet to come His wonders you may tell. 6 This God is ours, and will be ours, Whilst we in Him confide; Who, as he has preserved us now, Till death will be our Guide.
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Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures

Meter: Irregular Appears in 54 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Come pure hearts, in sweetest measures Sing of those who spread the treasures In the holy Gospels shrined; Blessèd tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. 2 See the Rivers four that gladden, With their streams the better Eden Planted by our Lord most dear; Christ the Fountain, these the waters; Drink, O Sion's sons and daughters, Drink, and find salvation here. 3 O that we, Thy truth confessing, And Thy holy word possessing, Jesu, may Thy love adore; Unto Thee our voices raising, Thee with all Thy ransomed praising, Ever and for evermore. Topics: Offices of the Church Ordination or Institution of Ministers
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All praise to Thee, my God, this night

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1,058 hymnals Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 O may my sleep on Thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close: Sleep, that may me more vigorous make To serve my God, when I awake. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply: Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. 6 Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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