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Tossed On The Wide, Tempestuous Sea

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16283 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Tossed on the wide tem­pes­tu­ous sea Lyrics: 1 Tossed on the wide tem­pes­tu­ous sea, With nu­mer­ous wants op­pressed, How wel­come must the har­bor be, Of safe­ty and of rest! 2 Such is the world of bliss to those, Who shall an en­trance find; There storms and tem­pests, fears and foes, No more dis­tress the mind. 3 There saints, nor sin nor sor­row know, But taste un­min­gled love; All that they wished or hoped below, They now en­joy above. Languages: English Tune Title: ALLEYNE
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How Blest The Shining Forms Above

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16284 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How blest the shin­ing forms above Lyrics: How blest the shin­ing forms above, Who dwell so near their God; They ever taste His rich­est love, Nor fear His lift­ed rod. Thus freed from ev­ery toil and care, Fain would we leave our clay; Some friend­ly ser­aph, come and bear Our lin­ger­ing souls away. When shall we reach the bliss­ful shore? Lord, call Thy pri­son­ers home; Our hearts and joys are gone be­fore, Come death, and Je­sus, come. But why im­patient of de­lay, So ea­ger to be gone? If God com­mands a long­er stay, His so­ver­eign will be done. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM
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The Christian Missionary

Author: Thomas B. Murray Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16285 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How love­ly are the sil­ver rills Lyrics: 1 How love­ly are the sil­ver rills That down the mount­ain glide; How soft the dew on Zi­on’s hills, And Her­mon’s lof­ti­er side. 2 But soft­er than the drops of dew, Than sil­ver rills more fair, Is Gos­pel light, re­vealed to view In re­gions lone and bare. 3 What though in earth­en vess­els borne, Yet glo­ri­ous ’tis to pour Instruction, like the beams of morn, On na­tions dark be­fore. 4 So full of en­er­gy di­vine, The Lord’s en­light­en­ing Word Can make the cheer­less de­sert shine A gar­den of the Lord. 5 What though the mes­sen­ger be weak; E’en an­gels might re­joice To speak the words that he shall speak, Or list­en to his voice: 6 When in a lone and sav­age place Some hu­man foot­prints say, “Pur­sue, thou min­is­ter of grace, Thy heav’n­ly Mas­ter’s way. 7 “Go, find the lost, that they may live; The wan­der­ers bring again; Nor seek, in what our hands can give, Rewards for half thy pain. 8 “In yon­der tent a har­dy race Invites the Shep­herd’s care, To lead them to the throne of grace In pe­ni­tence and pray­er. 9 “Soon by those wild and sim­ple ones Shall pi­ous hymns be sung, And they shall breathe in Chris­tian tones Their own, their na­tive tongue. 10 “And hap­py thou, when life is past, And all is peace and rest, Should they, through thee, have learned at last The lang­uage of the blest! 11 “Thy fare is coarse, thy couch is hard, And thorns thy path at­tend; But think up­on the great reward That crowns thy jour­ney’s end. 12 "In all the scenes of life’s al­loy Be this thy soul’s re­lief; Thy Mas­ter went not up to joy, But first He suf­fered grief." Languages: English Tune Title: BOARDMAN
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Lo, What An Entertaining Sight

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16294 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lo, what an en­ter­tain­ing sight Lyrics: 1 Lo, what an en­ter­tain­ing sight Are breth­ren that agree, Brethren whose cheer­ful hearts unite In bands of pi­ety! 2 When streams of love from Christ the spring Descend to ev­ery soul, And heav’n­ly peace with bal­my wing Bedews and shades the whole. 3 ’Tis like the oil, di­vin­ely sweet On Aar­on’s re­vere­nd head, The trick­ling drops per­fumed his feet, And o’er his gar­ments spread. 4 ’Tis plea­sant as the morn­ing dews That fall on Si­on’s hill, Where God His mild­est glo­ry shows, And makes His grace dis­till. Languages: English Tune Title: EAGLEY
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Long As I Live, I'll Bless Thy Name

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16303 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Long as I live, I’ll bless Thy name Lyrics: 1 Long as I live, I’ll bless Thy name, My king, my God of love; My work and joy shall be the same In that bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, His pow­er un­known, And let His praise be great; I’ll sing the hon­ors of His throne, His works of grace re­peat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell up­on my tongue, And while my lips re­joice, The men that hear my fa­vored song Shall join their cheer­ful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall teach Thy name, And child­ren learn Thy ways; Ages to come Thy truth pro­claim, And na­tions sound Thy praise. 5 Thy glo­ri­ous deeds of an­cient date Shall thro’ the world be known; Thine arm of pow­er, Thy hea­ven­ly state With pub­lic splen­dor shown. 6 The world is man­aged by Thy hands, Thy saints are ruled by love; And Thine eter­nal king­dom stands Tho’ rocks and hills re­move. Languages: English Tune Title: BELMONT
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Let Others Worldly Riches Prize

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16315 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Let others world­ly riches prize Lyrics: 1 Let others world­ly riches prize, I scorn this earth­ly clod; My por­tion is above the skies, My Sav­ior and my God. 2 In all that men call good and great, No plea­sure can I find; A lof­ty house, or large es­tate, Can ne’er con­tent the mind. 3 Were the Pe­ru­vi­an mount­ains mine, With all their hid­den store, Did I in gold and jew­els shine, I still should wish for more. 4 Not Crœ­sus’ wealth, nor Cæ­sar’s pow­er, Were I of both pos­sessed, Could in­ward peace and joy re­store, Or ease the trou­bled breast. 5 Restless I rove from place to place, And search from pole to pole, ’Till Je­sus shows His love­ly face, There’s nought can cheer my soul. Languages: English Tune Title: GRÄFENBERG
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Children Of Zion, Know Your King

Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1854, alt. Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16325 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Children of Zi­on, know your King Lyrics: 1 Children of Zi­on, know your King, Your own Mes­si­ah hail: Hosanna in His tem­ple sing, For He hath rent the veil. 2 Himself the sac­ri­fice for sin, As your High-Priest He died; With His own blood, He en­tered in— Behold Him cru­ci­fied! 3 Behold Him on the mer­cy seat, High in the ho­li­est place; Now cast your­selves be­fore His feet, Then rise to see His face. 4 That face with re­con­cil­ing beams Shines forth up­on you all; No long­er mourn by Ba­bel’s streams, He calls you—hear His call. 5 So shall your hearts with­in you burn; While guid­ed by His voice, With songs to Zi­on you return, And in your God re­joice, 6 At His great name, bow ev­ery knee; Let ev­ery tongue con­fess Christ, whom your fa­thers slew, is he, The Lord your Right­eous­ness. Languages: English Tune Title: MAITLAND
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How Strong Thine Arm Is, Mighty God!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16328 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How strong Thine arm is, migh­ty God! Lyrics: 1 How strong Thine arm is, migh­ty God! Who would not fear Thy name? Jesus, how sweet Thy grac­es are! Who would not love the Lamb? 2 He has done more than Mos­es did, Our pro­phet and our king; From bonds of hell He freed our souls, And taught our lips to sing. 3 In the Red Sea by Mo­ses’ hand Th’Egyptian host was drowned; But Christ’s own blood hides all our sins, And guilt no more is found. 4 When thro’ the de­sert Is­ra­el went, With man­na they were fed; Our Lord in­vites us to His flesh, And calls it liv­ing bread. 5 Moses be­held the pro­mised land, Yet ne­ver reached the place! But Je­sus brings His fol­low­ers home To see His Fa­ther’s face. 6 Then shall our love and joy be full, And feel a warm­er flame, And sweet­er voic­es tune the song Of Mo­ses and the Lamb. Languages: English Tune Title: THE WAITS SONG
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Now Be The God Of Israel Blessed

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16329 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Now be the God of Is­ra­el blessed Lyrics: 1 Now be the God of Is­ra­el blessed, Who makes Hi s truth ap­pear; His migh­ty hand ful­fills His Word, And all the oaths He sware. 2 Now He be­dews old Da­vid’s Root With bless­ings from the skies; He makes the Branch of Pro­mise grow, The pro­mised Horn arise. 3 John was a pro­phet of the Lord, To go before His face; The herald which our Savior God Sent to pre­pare His way. 4 He makes the great sal­va­tion known, He speaks of par­doned sins; While grace di­vine, and heav’n­ly love, In its own glo­ry shines. 5 "Behold the Lamb of God," He cries, “That takes our guilt away: I saw the Spir­it o’er His head On His bap­tiz­ing day. 6 “Be ev­ery vale ex­alt­ed high, Sink ev­ery mount­ain low; The proud must stoop, and hum­ble souls Shall His sal­va­tion know. 7 “The hea­then realms with Is­ra­el’s land Shall join in sweet ac­cord; And all that’s born of man shall see The glo­ry of the Lord. 8 "Behold the Morn­ing-Star arise, Ye that in dark­ness sit; He marks the path that leads to peace, And guides our doubt­ful feet." Languages: English Tune Title: EVENING
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When Abra'm, Full Of Sacred Awe

Author: Elizabeth Scott Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16398 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: When Ab­ra’m, full of sac­red awe Lyrics: 1 When Ab­ra’m, full of sac­red awe, Before Je­ho­vah stood, And with a hum­ble, fer­vent pray­er, For guil­ty So­dom sued— 2 With what suc­cess, what won­drous grace, Was his pe­ti­tion crowned! The Lord would spare, if in the place Ten right­eous men were found. 3 And could a single pi­ous soul So rich a boon ob­tain? Great God, and shall a na­tion cry, And plead with Thee in vain? 4 Are not the right­eous dear to Thee Now, as in an­cient times? Or does this sin­ful land ex­ceed Gomorrah in her crimes? 5 Still we are Thine; we bear Thy name; Here yet is Thine ab­ode; Long has Thy pre­sence blessed our land— Forsake us not, O God. Languages: English Tune Title: NEW BRITAIN

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