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Thrice Joyful Night

Author: Jean Mauburn; Edwin C. Leaton-Blenkinsopp Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10695 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Thrice joyful night, with blessings dight Lyrics: 1 Thrice joyful night, with blessings dight, Which saw the Savior’s birth; From Heaven high my God is nigh To calm the woes of earth. 2 When Eve’s sad fall had, like a pall, Enshrouded all our race, As man He came, for man to claim A light for earth’s dark face. 3 Th’eternal Light, the Godhead bright, In swathing bands they fold; The King of all in lowly stall The ox and ass behold. 4 Th’almighty Word whom hosts adored A silent Infant lay; The sun grows old, its beam falls cold; What mean these marvels? Say! Languages: English Tune Title: EAGLEY
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Him Whom The Skies, The Earth, The Sea

Author: Richard Mant Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10697 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Him whom the skies, the earth, the sea Confess, adore, declare, Lord of that threefold regency, Behold a virgin bear! 2 Him whom the light, and time, and space Obey, and own His reign, Behold, indued with heavenly grace, An earthly maid contain! 3 O blest was she, that virgin bland, Whom He, the Lord of all, That grasps yon concave in His hand, His mother deigned to call. 4 Blest, whom the angel hailed, on whom The Holy Ghost came down; Whose Son, desired their health to come, Their health the nations own! 5 But blest, more blest than she, are they By whom His will is done, Who hear His precepts, and obey The Father in the Son. 6 To Thee, eternal Son of God, Here born of lowly maid, Is glory in the Godhead owned, To Thee be glory paid! Languages: English Tune Title: EVAN
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O God! To Thee Our Hearts Would Pay

Author: William Gaskell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10705 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God! to Thee our hearts would pay Their gratitude sincere, Whose love hath kept us, night and day, Throughout another year. 2 Of every breath, and every power, Thou wast the gracious source; From Thee came every happy hour Which smiled along its course. 3 And if sometimes across our path A cloud its shadows threw, Thou didst not waft it there in wrath, But loving-kindness true. 4 For joy and grief alike we pay Our thanks to Thee above; And only pray to grow each day More worthy of Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON
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Our Father! Through The Coming Year

Author: William Gaskell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10706 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our Father! through the coming year We know what shall be, But we would leave without a fear Its ordering all to Thee. 2 It may be we shall toil in vain For what the world holds fair, And all its good we thought to gain Deceive, and prove but care. 3 It may be it shall darkly blend Our love with anxious fears And snatch away the valued friend, The tried of many years. 4 It may be it shall bring us days And nights of lingering pain, And bid us take our farewell gaze Of these loved haunts of men. 5 But calmly, Lord, on Thee we rest; No fears our trust shall move; Thou knowest what for each is best, And Thou art perfect love. Languages: English Tune Title: BARTOW
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O God, My Heart Is Fully Bent

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10710 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, my heart is fully bent To magnify Thy name; My tongue with cheerful songs of praise Shall celebrate Thy fame. 2 Awake, my lute; nor thou, my harp, Thy warbling notes delay; Whilst I with early hymns of joy Prevent the dawning day. 3 To all the listening tribes, O Lord, Thy wondrous works I’ll tell, And to those nations sing Thy praise, That round about us dwell: 4 Because Thy mercy’s boundless height The highest heav’n transcends; And far beyond th’aspiring clouds Thy faithful truth extends. 5 Be Thou, O God, exalted high Above the starry frame; And let the world, with one consent, Confess Thy glorious name. 6 That all Thy chosen people Thee Their Savior may declare; Let Thy right hand protect me still, And answer Thou my prayer. 7 Since God Himself has said the word, Whose promise cannot fail, With joy I Sichem will divide, And measure Succoth’s vale. 8 Gilead is mine, Manasseh, too, And Ephraim owns my cause: Their strength my regal power supports, And Judah gives my laws. 9 Moab I’ll make my servile drudge, On vanquished Edom tread; And thro’ the proud Philistine lands, My conquering banners spread. 10 By whose support and aid shall I Their well fenced city gain? Who will my troops securely lead Thro’ Edom’s guarded plain? 11 Lord, wilt not Thou assist our arms, Which late Thou didst forsake? And wilt not Thou, of these our hosts, Once more the guidance take? 12 O to Thy servant in distress Thy speedy succor send; For vain it is on human aid For safety to depend. 13 Then valiant acts shall we perform, If Thou Thy power disclose; For God it is, and God alone, That treads down all our foes. Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBETH
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Ye Hosts Of Heaven, Ye Mighty Ones

Author: George Rawson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10711 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Ye hosts of Heaven, ye mighty ones, Ascribe, with one accord, The strength, the power, the majesty, To your almighty Lord. 2 Give glory to His holy name, And honor Him alone; In beauty meet of holiness Approach His lofty throne. 3 Jehovah’s voice of majesty Is on the waters wide; The God of glory thundereth, And on the seas doth ride. 4 Jehovah sits upon the floods, And tempests rage in vain; Jehovah sits as sovereign king And evermore shall reign. Languages: English Tune Title: CANTERBURY (HENCHMAN)
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Now Joyful Strains We Lift On High

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10716 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Now joyful strains we lift on high, Amid the faithful throng Of those who Jesus magnify In sweet and holy song. 2 We render thanks, and bless the Lord, Who died our souls to save; Through whom to heavenly peace restored We fear no more the grave. 3 With saints, who all triumphantly In paradise record, O’er sin and death, the victory, We strike the silver chord. 4 With angel hosts that dwell above, And weave their golden lays Around the throne of truth and love, We glad hosannas raise. 5 We celebrate the glorious name Of earth’s Redeemer king; Our tongues aloud His power proclaim, In heart His grace we sing. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. STEPHENS
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In Judah's Rugged Wilderness

Author: T. Fletcher Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10752 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: In Judah’s rugged wilderness Lyrics: 1 In Judah’s rugged wilderness, Where Jordan rolls his flood, In manners strict, and rude in dress, The holy Baptist stood. 2 And while upon the river’s side The people thronged to hear, "Repent," the sacred preacher cried; "The heavenly kingdom’s near." 3 Now Jesus to the stream descends; His feet the waters lave; And o’er His head, that humbly bends, The Baptist pours the wave. 4 When lo! a heavenly form appears, Descending as a dove; And wondrous sounds th’assembly hears, Proclaiming from above— 5 "This is My well belovèd Son; On Him My Spirit rests; Now is His reign of grace begun; Attend His high behests." 6 The sacred voice has reached our ear, And still through distant lands Shall sound, till all His name revere, And honor His commands. Languages: English Tune Title: RICHMOND
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The Land Before Them, Where to Choose?

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10767 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The land before them, where to choose Lyrics: 1 The land before them, where to choose— They may not dwell at one— Lay far and wide, on either side, Beneath the morning sun. 2 Here homes of rest, like Eden dressed, And there, beyond the skies, The City stands not made with hands, Nor seen with mortal eyes. 3 Who pitched his tent where sinners went, Still keeps his spirit whole; Nor eye nor ear lets that way near, Defilement to the soul. 4 The Lord knows how the sainted brow To fence with holy shame, Sweet angel guest, unknown, but blest, To pull us from the flame. 5 Straight to his noon, with staff and shoon, The pilgrim climbs the hills; And see the star of Christ afar, Dim through the twilight’s chills. 6 There, like a pall, o’er field and wall, The furnace hangs its breath; And Jordan’s waves those cities’ graves Heap with a sea of death. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM
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The Awful Noontide Gloom Is O'er

Author: Archer T. Gurney Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10795 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: The awful noontide gloom is o’er Lyrics: 1 The awful noontide gloom is o’er, The darkness ebbs away; The Maries linger to adore: O, let us with them pray! 2 Yea, let us linger ’neath the cross Where hangs the Lord of Life; Now let us weep their bitter loss, And mourn our carnal strife. 3 More calmly now each past offense May we in grief review, And weep our vanished innocence, And feel despair our due. 4 Yet He upon the cross who lies For us hath pardon won; Thence blend we comfort with our sighs, And laud the glorious Son. 5 The hours creep on—O rest we here Beneath the cross’ shade! We’ll keep our vigil, sad yet dear, Till low our Lord is laid. 6 See! Joseph comes with spices’ store; See Nicodemus aid: They gaze upon their Lord once more While daylight’s rays do fade. 7 With pious haste and pious awe They soon their task complete; From those blest hands the nails they draw And free those sacred feet. 8 Then down the blessèd form they bear And low on earth to lay, And weeping bend in silent prayer, Yet scarce for tears can pray. 9 Now see that gracious company, The Maries, true Saint John, And those twain lords of high degree Now raise and bear Him on. 10 They bear Him to the new-hewn tomb, There down their Lord they set, And leave Him in the sacred gloom, Their Lord, and Savior yet. 11 O silent tears, O sighs of pain, How flowed ye fast and free! For them, for us, the Lamb was slain To all eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR

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