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Чудова ласка

Author: John Newton; Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15867 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Чудова ласка, що знайшла Lyrics: 1 Чудова ласка, що знайшла Мене у прірві зла, До ніг Ісуса привела, Життя нове дала. 2 Ісус мене так полюбив, Що всі гріхи простив, З Отцем навіки примирив І небо відчинив. 3 Господню ласку я ціню І щиро так люблю; Навік Ісусу віддаю Я волю всю свою. Languages: Ukranian Tune Title: NEW BRITAIN
Чудова ласка
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When Adam Sinned, Through All His Race

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15977 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 When Adam sinned, through all his race The dire contagion spread: As sickness, death, and deep disgrace Sprang from our fallen head. 2 Satan in strong and heavy chains, Binds the deluded soul; And every furious passion reigns, Without the least control. 3 From God and happiness we fly, To earth and sense confined; Lost in a maze of misery, Yet to our misery blind. 4 Whene’er the man begins his race, The criminal appears; And evil habits keep their pace With our increasing years. 5 Corruption flows through all our veins, Our moral beauty’s gone; The gold is fled, the dross remains; Oh sin, what hast thou done! 6 Jesus, reveal Thy pardoning grace, And draw our souls to Thee; Thou art the only hiding place, Where ruined souls can flee Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM
When Adam Sinned, Through All His Race
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To Judah's Rugged Lofty Land

Author: W. J. Walls Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16009 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: To Ju­dah’s rug­ged lof­ty land Lyrics: 1 To Ju­dah’s rug­ged lof­ty land Our God in me­rcy came And raised His good and kind­ly hand His right­eous will to claim. And raised His good and kind­ly hand His right­eous will to claim. 2 ’Twas there He raised the glo­ry light To men and na­tions prove That He is God, in ho­ly might, And reigns in truth and love. That He is God, in ho­ly might, And reigns in trust and love. 3 In that sweet land we’ve heard so long The hills do flood with fame; Its roads are hope, its streams are song The val­leys spread His name. Its roads are hope, its streams are song The val­leys spread His name. 4 No God as He was ever known In earth or sea or sky; In hearts of men He built His throne, Rules na­tions from on high. In hearts of men He built His throne, Rules na­tions from on high. 5 To them the ho­ly seers He sent His might and truth to tell, His will make known to them who’re bent In sin’s dark ways to dwell. His will make known to them who’re bent In sin’s dark ways to dwell. 6 He gave His Son, our Lord, to die, To walk in Him with men, Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh And bread and cour­age give. Hear child­hood’s cry and mo­ther’s sigh And bread and cour­age give. 7 And through His bleed­ing heart make known How we through sor­rows go But by His rise the third day morn Our blest sal­va­tion show. But by His rise the third day morn Our blest sal­va­tion show. 8 By Cal­va­ry through Jo­seph’s tomb Has come the world’s last hope The birds so sing, the morn’s a-bloom The hold of sin has broke. The birds so sing, the morn’s a-bloom The hold of sin has broke. 9 Ye an­gels from the sky come down O’er every Beth­le­hem Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown Like old Je­ru­sa­lem. Give ev­ery ci­ty love’s re­nown Like old Je­ru­sa­lem. 10 There man­kind who would not bow To bold frus­tra­tion’s bain Shall share and know both high and low Our Lord’s tri­um­phant reign. Shall share and know both high and low Our Lord’s tri­um­phant reign. Languages: English Tune Title: ZERAH
To Judah's Rugged Lofty Land
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Our Children Thou Dost Claim

Author: Benjamin Williams, 1725-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16036 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Our children Thou dost claim, And mark them out for Thine: Ten thousand blessings to Thy name For goodness so divine. 2 Thee let the fathers know, And Thee the sons adore, Joined to the Lord in solemn vow, To be forgot no more. 3 How great Thy mercies, Lord! How plenteous is Thy grace, Which in Thy love and promised word Includes our rising race. 4 Our offspring, still Thy care, Shall own their fathers’ God, To latest times Thy blessings share, And sound Thy praise abroad. Languages: English Tune Title: AYLESBURY
Our Children Thou Dost Claim
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Ye Shepherds, Lend A Listening Ear

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16068 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Ye shep­herds, lend a lis­ten­ing ear Lyrics: 1 Ye shep­herds, lend a lis­ten­ing ear To what the an­gels say; They bring good tid­ings from afar, And won­drous news con­vey. 2 To you, in Beth­le­hem’s lone­ly town, A Sav­ior’s born to-day; Go, view the heir of Da­vid's crown, And there your hom­age pay. 3 Behold the Strang­er, and adore The mer­cy, love and grace, Attested now, de­creed before, For Ad­am’s ru­ined race. 4 Glory to God in lof­ty strains, At the Re­deem­er’s birth; Let joy spread thro’ the heav’n­ly plains, And peace abound on earth. 5 Let ev­ery heart and ev­ery tongue Diffuse His praise abroad; Shepherds, be­gin the rap­tur­ous song, All hail, in­car­nate Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH
Ye Shepherds, Lend A Listening Ear
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Hosanna To The Son Of God

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16071 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Hosanna to the Son of God Who deigned to dwell on earth! Angels pro­claimed the joy­ful news Of our Re­deem­er’s birth. 2 Hosanna to the right­ful heir Of Da­vid’s roy­al throne, Excelling earth­ly kings by far, Our migh­ty cor­ner­stone. 3 To Him who claims, and well de­serves, Our most ex­alt­ed praise, We with unit­ed hearts and tongues, Our loud ho­san­nas raise. Languages: English Tune Title: NEWBURY
Hosanna To The Son Of God
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Quickly My Days Have Passed Away

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16085 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Quickly my days have passed away, [or, How quick my days have passed away,] How soon alas, they’re gone! Life’s gay­est scenes de­cline in haste, Just like the set­ting sun. 2 Always in mo­tion, ne’er at rest, My min­utes on­ward roll; Swift to pur­sue their des­tined course, And soon will reach the goal. 3 Eternal pains or end­less joys Stand wait­ing at the door; The mo­ments past or those to come, Are not with­in my pow­er. 4 God of my strength and of my hope, In whom I live and move, Help me by Thine in­struct­ive grace The pre­sent to im­prove. 5 And if through this re­volv­ing year, Thou shouldst my life pro­long, Oh may Thy wis­dom guide my steps, Thy praise em­ploy my tongue. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD MARTYRS
Quickly My Days Have Passed Away
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Our Like Is Like A Vapor, Gone

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16086 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Our life is like a va­por, gone Lyrics: 1 Our life is like a va­por, gone, Our mo­ments swift­ly fly; Lo, scarce our sands be­gin to run, Ere we begin to die. 2 Our days on earth are but a span, A sud­den breath of air; Lord, what a brit­tle thing is man, How vain is mor­tal care. 3 Various un­num­bered ills at­tend Our weak and help­less frame, Our fleet­ing life, so soon it ends, lt scarce de­serves the name. 4 No weav­er’s shut­tle moves so fast, No stream so swift­ly flows; Time bears us on with ra­pid haste, To end­less joys or woes. 5 See, sick­ness, sor­row round us wait, And nature is in­firm; Our age to seven­ty years is set, Alas, how short the term! 6 Or, should we by un­com­mon strength To four­score years at­tain, Yet fee­ble­ness will come at length, And bring dis­ease and pain. 7 Oh may I learn the heav’n­ly art, T’improve each pass­ing hour; And what my hands shall find to do, Dispatch with all my pow­er. Languages: English Tune Title: CAMPMEETING
Our Like Is Like A Vapor, Gone
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Awake, Believing Souls, Awake

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16087 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Awake, be­liev­ing souls, awake Lyrics: 1 Awake, be­liev­ing souls, awake, Your so­lemn vows renew, To Him who died up­on the cross, And pleads in Heav’n for you. 2 Awake, my dull in­act­ive soul, Nor more in­dulge de­lay; Let acts of pi­ety and love Mark each re­volv­ing day. 3 Each day of this new year, would I Devote, oh God to Thee; Each day of this new year, do Thou Impart new strength to me. Languages: English Tune Title: EAGLEY
Awake, Believing Souls, Awake
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Another Year Is Quickly Gone

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16088 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Another year is quick­ly gone Lyrics: 1 Another year is quick­ly gone, With its re­volv­ing days, And yet how lit­tle have I done, For my cre­at­or’s praise! 2 I have a war­fare to main­tain, Against the world and sin; But oh, what lit­tle ground I gain, How sloth­ful have I been. 3 My sands, al­as, how fast they run, How swift my mo­ments fly; And yet my work is scarce be­gun, Now death ap­proach­es nigh. 4 My heart is hard and stub­born still, My wild af­fect­ions rove; Grace has but half sub­dued my will, But half ob­tained my love. 5 God’s ho­ly laws I still trans­gress, His right­eous will oppose; My fol­lies ev­ery day in­crease, My debt still larg­er grows. 6 Impartial Judge, how shall I bear Thy scru­tin­iz­ing view? Oh may I bet­ter live this year, Or nev­er live it through! Languages: English Tune Title: EVAN
Another Year Is Quickly Gone

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