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Father Of All, In Whom Alone

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13542 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father of all, in whom alone We live, and move and breathe, One bright, celestial ray dart down, And cheer Thy sons beneath. 2 While in Thy word we search for Thee, (We search with trembling awe) Open our eyes, and let us see The wonders of Thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear: Now the revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make Thy goodness pass, Which here by faith we know; Let us in Jesus see Thy face, And die to all below. Languages: English Tune Title: CATANIA
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Shout To The Lord, And Let Our Joys

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13561 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Shout to the Lord, and let our joys Throughout the nations run; Exulting skies, resound the noise Beyond the rising sun. 2 Thee, mighty God, our souls admire, To Thee glad voices sing, And join with the celestial choir To praise th’eternal King. 3 Thy power the whole creation rules, And on the starry skies Sits smiling at the weak designs Thine envious foes devise. 4 Thy scorn derides their feeble rage, And, with an awful frown, Flings vast confusion on their plots, And shakes their Babel down. 5 Their secret fires in caverns lay, And we the sacrifice; But gloomy caverns strove in vain To ’scape all-searching eyes. 6 Their dark designs were all revealed, Their treasons all betrayed: Praise to the God that broke the snare Their cursed hands had laid. 7 In vain the busy sons of hell Still new rebellions try, Their souls shall pine with envious rage, And vex away and die. 8 Almighty grace defends our land From their malicious power; So let us in united songs Almighty grace adore. Languages: English Tune Title: ARLINGTON
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I Cannot Walk In Darkness Long

Author: Caroline A. Mason Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13581 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I cannot walk in darkness long, My Light is by my side; I cannot stumble or go wrong While following such a guide. 2 He is my stay and my defense, How shall I fail or fall? My keeper is Omnipotence; My Ruler ruleth all. 3 The powers below and powers above Are subject to His care; I cannot wander from His love, Whose love is everywhere. Languages: English Tune Title: HARVILLE
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Sunday School Lesson Hymn

Author: Frederic W. Eickhoff Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13649 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: God’s blessed word we read with joy Lyrics: 1 God’s blessed word we read with joy, On this His holy day; And may the truths that we shall learn Inspire us to obey. 2 His message sweet is given us, To help and bless us all; We pray His Spirit to impart, And keep us lest we fall. 3 This lamp that guides our erring feet, The light that points the way; Will lead us through all years to come To Heaven’s brighter day. Languages: English Tune Title: AǦRI
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Father Of Mercies, Send Thy Grace

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13656 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, send Thy grace All powerful from above To form in our obedient souls The image of Thy love. 2 O may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know Kindly to share in others’ joy, And weep for others’ woe! 3 When the most helpless sons of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus looked on dying men, When throned above the skies, And ’midst th’embraces of His God He felt compassion rise. On wings of love the Savior flew To raise us from the ground, And made the richest of His blood A balm for every wound. Languages: English Tune Title: EAGLEY
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O Lord, The Savior And Defense

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13657 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Lord, the Savior and defense Of us Thy chosen race, From age to age Thou still hast been Our sure abiding place. 2 Before Thou brought’st the mountains forth, Or th’earth and world didst frame, Thou always wert the mighty God, And ever art the same. 3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust, Of which he first was made; And when Thou speak’st the word, Return, ’Tis instantly obeyed. 4 For in Thy sight, a thousand years Are like a day that’s past, Or like a watch in dead of night, Whose hours unminded waste. 5 Thou sweep’st us off as with a flood, We vanish hence like dreams; At first we grow like grass that feels The sun’s reviving beams: 6 But howsoever fresh and fair Its morning beauty shows; ’Tis all cut down and withered quite Before the evening close. 7 We by Thine anger are consumed, And by Thy wrath dismayed; Our public crimes and secret sins Before Thy sight are laid. 8 Beneath Thy anger’s sad effects Our drooping days we spend; Our unregarded years break off, Like tales that quickly end. 9 Our term of time is seventy years, An age that few survive; But if, with more than common strength, To eighty we arrive; 10 Yet then our boasted strength decays, To sorrow turned and pain; So soon the slender thread is cut, And we no more remain. 11 But who Thy anger’s dread effects Does, as he ought, revere? And yet Thy wrath does fall or rise, As more or less we fear. 12 So teach us, Lord, th’uncertain sum Of our short days to mind, That to true wisdom all our hearts May ever be inclined. 13 O to Thy servants, Lord, return, And speedily relent! As we of our misdeeds, do Thou Of our just doom repent. 14 To satisfy and cheer our souls, Thy early mercy send; That we may all our days to come, In joy and comfort spend. 15 Let happy times with large amends Dry up our former tears, Or equal at the least the term Of our afflicted years. 16 To all Thy servants, Lord, let this Thy wondrous work be known, And to our offspring yet unborn, Thy glorious power be shown. 17 Let Thy bright rays upon us shine, Give Thou our work success; The glorious work we have in hand Do Thou vouchsafe to bless. Languages: English Tune Title: KISHON
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My Thoughts, That Often Mount The Skies

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13658 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My thoughts, that often mount the skies, Go, search the world beneath, Where nature all in ruin lies, And owns her sovereign, Death. 2 The tyrant, how he triumphs here! His trophies spread around! And heaps of dust and bones appear Thro’ all the hollow ground. 3 These skulls, what ghastly figures now! How loathsome to the eyes! These are the heads we lately knew, So beauteous and so wise. 4 But where the souls, those deathless things That left this dying clay? My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings, And trace eternity. 5 O that unfathomable sea! Those deeps without a shore! Where living waters gently play, Or fiery billows roar. 6 Thus must we leave the banks of life, And try this doubtful sea; Vain are our groans, and dying strife To gain a moment’s stay. 7 There we shall swim in heav’nly bliss, Or sink in flaming waves, While pale our thoughtless carcass lies, Amongst the silent graves. 8 Some hearty friend shall drop his tear On our dry bones, and say, "These once were strong, as mine appear, And mine must be as they." 9 Thus shall our moldering members teach What now our senses learn: For dust and ashes loudest preach Man’s infinite concern. Languages: English Tune Title: KISHON
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Descend Upon Us

Author: Joel Swartz Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13671 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Spirit of life and truth and love Lyrics: 1 Spirit of life and truth and love, Our Comforter and Guide, Descend upon us, heavenly Dove, And with our souls abide! 2 Shine Thou upon the written word, And on our vision shine, That we may see our Savior, Lord, In every gracious line. 3 And guide us in the paths of peace Thro’ life’s uneven way, Until these earthly wanderings ceae, In Heaven’s unclouded day. Languages: English Tune Title: CHHATTISGARH
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Yet God Is Good To Israel

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13676 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Yet God is good to Israel, To each pure-hearted one. With me, my steps had nearly slipped, My feet were almost gone. 2 For I was envious, and grudged The foolish ones to see, When I perceived the wicked men Enjoyed prosperity. 3 Because their strength continues firm; Their death from bands is free. They are not toiled like other men, Nor plagued, as others be. 4 Their pride doth therefore like a chain, Encompass them about; And, as a garment, violence Doth cover them throughout. 5 Their eyes stand out with fat, they have More than their hearts could wish. They are corrupt; their talk of wrong Both lewd and lofty is. 6 They set their mouth against the heav’ns In their blaspheming talk; And their reproaching tongue at large Throughout the earth doth walk. 7 His people, therefore, oftentimes Look back, and turn about; And in abundance unto them The waters are poured out. 8 And thus they say, "How can it be That God these things doth know?" Or, Can there in the Highest be Knowledge of things below? 9 Behold, how these, the wicked ones, Do prosper at their will In worldly things; how they increase In wealth and riches still! 10 I verily have sought in vain My heart to purify; And vainly also washed my hands In innocence have I. 11 For daily, and all day throughout, Great plagues I suffered have; Yea, every morning I anew Did chastisement receive. 12 If in this manner foolishly To speak I would intend, Thy children’s generation then Behold I should offend. 13 When I this thought to know, it was Too hard a thing for me; Till to God’s holy place I went, Then I their end did see. 14 Them set upon a slippery place Assuredly Thou hast; And suddenly didst Thou, O Lord, Them to destruction cast. 15 How in a moment suddenly To ruin brought are they! With fearful terrors utterly They are consumed away. 16 E’en like an empty dream when one From sleeping doth arise; So Thou, when Thou awakest, Lord, Their image shalt despise. 17 Thus grieved within me was my heart, And me my reins oppressed: So rude was I, and ignorant, And in Thy sight a beast. 18 Yet not withstanding this, O Lord, I ever am with Thee: Thou hast me held by my right hand, And still upholdest me. 19 With Thy good counsel while I live, Thou wilt me safely guide; And into glory afterward Receive me to abide. 20 O whom have I in heavens high But Thee, O Lord, alone? And in the earth whom I desire Besides Thee there is none. 21 My flesh and heart do faint and fail, But God my heart sustains; The strength and portion of my heart He evermore remains. 22 For, lo, they that are far from Thee Forever perish shall; And as for those who from Thee stray Thou hast destroyed them all. 23 But surely it is good for me That I draw near to God: In God I trust, that all Thy works I may declare abroad. Languages: English Tune Title: CRIMOND
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In Thy Great Indignation, Lord

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13682 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: In Thy great indignation, Lord, Lyrics: 1 In Thy great indignation, Lord, Do Thou rebuke me not; Nor on me lay Thy chastening hand, In Thy displeasure hot. 2 For in me fast Thine arrows stick, Thy hand doth press me sore; And in my flesh there is no health, Nor soundness any more. 3 This grief I have because Thy wrath Is forth against me gone; And in my bones there is no rest, For sin that I have done. 4 Because gone up above my head My great transgressions be; And, as a weighty burden, they Too heavy are for me. 5 My wounds are putrid and corrupt; My folly makes it so. I troubled am, and much bowed down; All day I mourning go. 6 For a disease which loathsome is So fills my loins with pain, That in my weak and weary flesh No soundness doth remain. 7 So feeble and infirm am I, And broken am so sore, That, through disquiet of my heart, I have been made to roar. 8 O Lord, all that I do desire Is still before Thy eye; And of my heart the secret groans Not hidden are from Thee. 9 My heart doth pant incessantly, My strength doth quite decay; As for my eyes, their wonted light Is from me gone away. 10 My lovers and my friends do stand At distance from my sore; And they do stand aloof who were Kinsmen and kind before. 11 Yea, they who seek my life lay snares; And they who would me wrong Have spoken mischief, and deceits Imagined all day long. 12 But as one deaf, I did not hear, I suffered all to pass; And as a dumb man I became, Whose mouth not opened was. 13 As one that hears not, in whose mouth Are no reproofs at all: For, Lord, I hope in Thee, my God Will hear me when I call. 14 Because I said, "Hear me, lest they Rejoice o’er me with pride; And o’er me magnify themselves, Because my foot doth slide." 15 For I am near to halt, my grief Is still before my eye; I will declare my sin, and grieve For my iniquity. 16 But yet my foes are full of life, My enemies are strong; And they are greatly multiplied Who hate and would me wrong. 17 And they for good who render ill, As en’mies me withstood; They are my bitter foes because I follow what is good. 18 Forsake me not, O Lord; my God, Far from me never be. O Lord, Thou my salvation art, In haste give help to me. Languages: English Tune Title: WINDSOR

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