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By Whom Shall Jacob Now Arise?

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11013 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 By whom shall Jacob now arise? For Jacob’s friends are few, And—what should fill us with surprise— They seem divided, too. 2 By whom shall Jacob now arise? For Jacob’s foes are strong. I read their triumph in their eyes, They think he’ll fail ere long. 3 By whom shall Jacob now arise? Can any tell by whom? Say, shall this branch that withered lies, Again revive and bloom? 4 Lord, Thou canst tell—the work is Thine, The help of man is vain. On Jacob now arise and shine, And he shall live again. Languages: English Tune Title: ASCRIPTION
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Our Joy Is A Created Good

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11014 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our joy is a created good; How soon it fades away! Fades, at the morning hour bestowed, Before the noon of day. 2 Joy, by its violent excess, To certain ruin tends, And all our rapturous happiness In hasty sorrow ends. 3 In vain doth earthly bliss afford A momentary shade; It rises like the prophet’s gourd, And withers o’er my head. 4 But of my Savior’s love possessed, No more for earth I pine; Secure of everlasting rest Beneath the heavenly vine. Languages: English Tune Title: AUBREY
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One Prayer I Have

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11019 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: One prayer I have—all prayers in one Lyrics: 1 One prayer I have—all prayers in one— When I am wholly Thine; Thy will, my God, Thy will be done, And let that will be mine. 2 All-wise, almighty, and all-good, In Thee I firmly trust; Thy ways, unknown or understood, Are merciful and just. 3 Is life with many comforts crowned, Upheld in peace and health, With dear affections twined around? —Lord, in my time of wealth— 4 May I remember that to Thee, Whate’er I have I owe; And back in gratitude from me, May all Thy bounties flow. 5 Thy gifts are only then enjoyed, When used as talents lent; Those talents only well employed, When in Thy service spent. 6 And though Thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign Thy will? No, let me bless Thy name, and say, "The Lord is gracious still." 7 A pilgrim through the earth I roam, Of nothing long possessed, And all must fail when I go home, For this is not my rest. 8 Write but my name upon the roll Of Thy redeemed above; Then heart, and mind, and strength and soul, I’ll love Thee for Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: BEATITUDO
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These Are The Crowns That We Shall Wear

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11061 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 These are the crowns that we shall wear When all Thy saints are crowned; These are the palms that we shall bear On yonder holy ground. 2 Far off as yet, reserved in Heaven, Above that veiling sky, They sparkle, like the star of even, To hope’s far piercing eye. 3 These are the robes unsoiled and white Which we shall then put on, When, foremost ’mong the sons of light, We sit on yonder throne. 4 That city with the jeweled crest, Like some new-lighted sun; A blaze of burning amethyst— Ten thousand orbs in one. 5 That is the city of the saints, Where we so soon shall stand, When we shall strike these desert-tents, And quit this desert-sand. 6 These are the everlasting hills, With summits bathed in day; The slopes down which the living rills, Soft lapsing, take their way. 7 Fair vision! how thy distant gleam Brightens time’s saddest hue; Far fairer than the fairest dream, And yet so strangely true. 8 Fair vision! how thou liftest up The drooping brow and eye; With the calm joy of thy sure hope Fixing our souls on high. 9 Thy light makes even the darkest page In memory’s scroll grow fair; Blanching the lines which tears and age Had only deepened there. 10 With thee in view, the rugged slope Becomes a level way, Smoothed by the magic of thy hope, And gladdened by thy ray. 11 With thee in view, how poor appear The world’s most winning smiles; Vain is the tempter’s subtlest snare, And vain hell’s varied wiles. 12 Time’s glory fades; its beauty now Has ceased to lure or blind; Each gay enhancement here below Has lost its power to bind. 13 Then welcome toil, and care and pain! And welcome sorrow, too! All toil is rest, all grief is gain, With such a prize in view. 14 Come crown and throne, come robe and palm; Burst forth, glad stream of peace! Come, holy city of the Lamb! Rise, Sun of righteousness! 15 When shall the clouds that veil thy rays For ever be withdrawn? Why dost thou tarry, day of days? When shall thy gladness dawn? Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH
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With Radiant Beams The Sun Arose

Author: Thomas Haweis Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11073 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 With radiant beams the sun arose On Sodom’s fated towers; In pleasure’s round, and false repose, They spend the cheerful hours. 2 Lot’s warning voice they mocking heard, Their hearts, elate with pride, No joy withheld, no danger feared— The prophet they deride. 3 In vain he pleads, "Fly, sinner fly… Behold destruction near!" "Empty enthusiast," they reply, And ridicule his fear. 4 But sudden o’er the trembling ground, The heav’ns tremendous lower; And streams of fire and brimstone round, In torrents downward pour. 5 They scream…they fly…no hope remains— Blaspheme—in flames expire; Lot, safe in Zoar a refuge gains— "A brand plucked from the fire." 6 Sinner, behold—the warning take; This moment hear and fear: For if the righteous scarce escape, O where wilt thou appear? Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
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God Is A Spirit, Just And Wise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11081 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 God is a Spirit, just and wise He sees our inmost mind; In vain to Heav’n we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind. 2 Nothing but truth before His throne With honor can appear; The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bended knees the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere; Then shall I stand before Thy face, And find acceptance there. Languages: English Tune Title: ARMENIA
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How Should The Sons Of Adam's Race

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11097 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How should the sons of Adam’s race Lyrics: 1 How should the sons of Adam’s race Be pure before their God? If He contend in righteousness, We fall beneath His rod. 2 To vindicate my words and thoughts I’ll make no more pretense; Not one of all my thousand faults Can bear a just defense. 3 Strong is His arm, His heart is wise; What vain perfumers dare Against their Maker’s hand to rise, Or tempt th’unequal war? 4 Mountains by His almighty wrath From their old seats are torn; He shakes the earth, from south to north, And all her pillars mourn. 5 He bids the sun forbear to rise; Th’obedient sun forbears: His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, And seals up all the stars. 6 He walks upon the stormy sea; Flies on the stormy wind: There’s none can trace His wondrous way, Or His dark footsteps find. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE
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He Comes! He Comes! To Judge The World

Author: Samuel Stennett Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11098 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: "He comes! He comes! to judge the world" Lyrics: 1 "He comes! He comes! to judge the world," Aloud th’archangel cries! While thunders roll from pole to pole, And lightnings cleave the skies. 2 Th’affrighted nations hear the sound, And upward lift their eyes; The slumbering tenants of the ground In living armies rise. 3 Amid the shouts of numerous friends, Of hosts divinely bright, The Judge in solemn pomp descends, Arrayed in robes of light. 4 His head and hairs are white as snow, His eyes a fiery flame, A radiant crown adorns His brow, And Jesus is His name. 5 Writ on His thigh His name appears, And scars His victories tell: Lo! in His hand the Conqueror bears The keys of death and hell. 6 So He ascends the judgment seat, And, at His dread command, Myriads of creatures round His feet In solemn silence stand. 7 Princes and peasants here expect Their last, their righteous doom; The men who dared His grace reject, And they who dared presume. 8 "Depart, ye sons of vice and sin," The injured Jesus cries! While the long kindling wrath within Flashes from both His eyes. 9 And now, in words divinely sweet, With rapture in His face, Aloud His sacred lips repeat The sentence of His grace: 10 "Well done, my good and faithful sons, The children of My love! Receive the scepters, crowns and thrones Prepared for you above." Languages: English Tune Title: THE WAITS' SONG
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And Did The Holy And The Just

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11099 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 And did the holy and the just, The Sovereign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty worms might rise? 2 Yes, the Redeemer left His throne, His radiant throne on high, (Surprising mercy! love unknown!) To suffer, bleed and die. 3 He took the dying traitor’s place, And suffered in his stead; For man (O miracle of grace!), For man the Savior bled! 4 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders dwell In Thy atoning blood? By this are sinners snatched from hell, And rebels brought to God. 5 Jesus, my soul, adoring, bends To love so full, so free; And may I hope that love extends Its sacred power to me? 6 What glad return can I impart, For favors so divine? O take my all—this worthless heart, And make it only Thine. Languages: English Tune Title: SALZBURG
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Jesu, At Whose Supreme Command

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11119 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, at whose supreme command We thus approach to God, Before us in Thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipped in blood. 2 Obedient to Thy gracious word We break the hallowed bread, Commemorate Thee, our dying Lord, And trust on Thee to feed. 3 Now, Savior, now Thyself reveal, And make Thy nature known, Affix the sacramental seal, And stamp us for Thine own. 4 The tokens of Thy dying love, O let us all receive, And feel the quickening Spirit move, And sensibly believe. 5 The cup of blessing blest by Thee, Let it Thy blood impart; The bread Thy mystic body be, And cheer each languid heart. 6 The grace which sure salvation brings Let us herewith receive; Satiate the hungry with good things, The hidden manna give. 7 The living bread sent down from heaven In us vouchsafe to be; The flesh for all the world is given, And all may live by Thee. 8 Now, Lord, on us Thy flesh bestow, And let us drink Thy blood, Till all our souls are filled below With all the life of God. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES

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