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When Thou, My Righteous Judge, Shall Come

Author: Countess of Huntingdon, 1707-1791 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7701 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: When Thou, my righteous judge shall come Lyrics: 1. When Thou, my righteous judge shall come To take Thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand? 2. I love to meet Thy people now, Before Thy gracious feet to bow, Though vilest of them all: But can I bear the piercing thought? What if my name should be left out, When Thou for them shalt call? 3. O Lord, prevent it by Thy grace; Be Thou my only hiding place, In this, th’accepted day; Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4. Among Thy saints let me be found Whene’er th’archangel’s trump shall sound, To see Thy smiling face; Then loudest of the crowd I’ll sing, While heaven’s resounding mansions ring, With shouts of sovereign grace. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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Gladly I Take Thy Love's Advice

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7738 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: Gladly I take Thy love’s advice Lyrics: 1 Gladly I take Thy love’s advice, While without money, without price, I come Thy grace to buy, Faith as the golden bullion pure, Which can the fiery test endure, And all my wants supply. 2 I come to buy that richest dress, The saints’ unspotted holiness, The covering from above; To swallow up my sinful shame, Whate’er I have, whate’er I am, In purity of love. 3 All things that I may clearly see, The Spirit which proceeds from Thee, The unction I implore: O might I now the blessing gain, The sight of Thee my Lord obtain, And never lose it more. 4 Jesus, Thy promised Spir’t impart, To cure the blindness of my heart, Mine unbelief to chase, That I Thine open face may see, And spend a blest eternity In ecstasies of praise. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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Ye Righteous, in the Lord Rejoice

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7808 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice; ’Tis comely that with joyful voice God’s saints His name should praise. With harp and hymn of gladness sing, Your gift of sweetest music bring, To Him a new song raise. 2. For upright is Jehovah’s Word, And all the doings of the Lord In justice have their birth. In judgment and in deeds of right The Lord forever takes delight, His goodness fills the earth. 3. Jehovah speaks, the heav’ns appear; He breathes, and lo, each shining sphere In splendor stands arrayed. He rolls the water heap on heap, He stores away the mighty deep In garners for it made. 4. Let all the earth Jehovah fear, Let all that dwell both far and near In awe before Him stand; For lo, He spoke and it was done, And all, with sovereign power begun, Stood fast at His command. 5. He makes the nations’ counsels vain, The plans the peoples would maintain Are thwarted by His hand. Jehovah’s counsels stand secure, His purposes of heart endure, Forevermore they stand. 6. O truly is the nation blest Whose God, before the world confessed, Jehovah is alone; And blest the people is whom He Has made His heritage to be, And chosen for His own. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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The Annunciation

Author: Adelia C. Graves Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8013 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: ’Twas night upon Judea’s hills Lyrics: 1 ’Twas night upon Judea’s hills, And sparkling shone her thousand rills Beneath a starry sky; While shepherds, on the dewy grass, Watched the nocturnal shadows pass, Till midnight hours drew nigh. 2 When, from the crystal walls above, The white-winged messengers of love, On joyous errand bent, Sang through each upland, glade and glen, Peace on the earth, good will to men, Your Savior now is sent. 3 Judea’s hills take up the song, Judea’s vales the strain prolong, Peace and good-will and joy. And mortal tongues, through endless days, Shall chant the same in nobler lays, And find it sweet employ. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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O God, Regard My Humble Plea

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8290 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, regard my humble plea; I cannot be so far from Thee But Thou wilt hear my cry; When I by trouble am distressed, Then lead me on the rock to rest That higher is than I. 2 In Thee my soul hath shelter found, And Thou hast been from foes around The tower to which I flee. Within Thy house will I abide; My refuge sure, whate’er betide, Thy sheltering wings shall be. 3 For Thou, my God, my vows hast heard, On me the heritage conferred Of those that fear Thy name; A blest anointing Thou dost give, And Thou wilt make me ever live Thy praises to proclaim. 4 Before Thy face shall I abide; O God, Thy truth and grace provide To guard me in the way; So I will make Thy praises known, And, humbly bending at Thy throne, My vows will daily pay. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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O Let Your Mingling Voices Rise

Author: Mary A. Jevons Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8348 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O let your mingling voices rise In grateful rapture to the skies, And hail a Savior’s birth; Let songs of joy the day proclaim, When Jesus all-triumphant came, To bless the sons of earth. 2 He comes to bid the weary rest, To heal the sinner’s wounded breast, To bind the broken heart; To spread the light of truth around, And to the world’s remotest bound The heavenly gift impart. 3 He comes our sinking souls to save, From sin, from sorrow, and the grave, And chase our fears away; Triumphant over death and time, To lead us to a happier clime, Where reigns eternal day. 4 Then let your mingling voices rise, In grateful rapture to the skies, And hail a Savior’s birth; Let songs of joy the day proclaim, When Jesus all-triumphant came, To bless the sons of earth. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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Desponding Soul, O Cease Thy Woe

Author: Thomas U. Walter Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8679 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Desponding soul, O cease thy woe; Dry up thy tears; to Jesus go, In faith’s appointed way; Let not thy unbelieving fears Still hold thee back—thy Savior hears— From Him no longer stay. 2 No works of thine can e’er impart A balm to heal thy wounded heart, Or solid comfort give; Turn, then, to Him who freely gave His precious blood thy soul to save; E’en now He bids thee live. 3 Helpless and lost, to Jesus fly! His power and love are ever nigh To those who seek His face; Thy deepest guilt on Him was laid, He bore thy sins, thy ransom paid; O, haste to share His grace. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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Tell Me No More Of Earthly Toys

Author: Susannah Harrison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8685 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Tell me no more of earthly toys, Of sinful mirth, and carnal joys, The things I loved before; Let me but view my Savior’s face, And feel His animating grace, And I desire no more. 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth, Tell me no more of ease and health, For these have all their snares; Let me but know my sins forgiv’n, But see my name enrolled in Heav’n, And I am free from cares. 3 Tell me no more of lofty towers, Delightful gardens, fragrant bowers, For these are trifling things; The little room for me designed Will suit as well my easy mind, As palaces of kings. 4 Tell me no more of crowding guests, Of sumptuous feasts and gaudy dress, Extravagance and waste; My little table, only spread With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread. Will better suit my taste. 5 Give me the Bible in my hand, A heart to read and understand, And faith to trust the Lord; I’d set alone from day to day, Or urge no company to stay, Nor wish to rove abroad. Languages: English Tune Title: ŚLA̧SK
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Immanuel, Sunk With Dreadful Woe

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8697 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Immanuel, sunk with dreadful woe, Unfelt, unknown to all below— Except the Son of God— In agonizing pangs of soul, Drinks deep from wormwood’s bitterest bowl, And sweats great drops of blood. 2 See His disciples slumbering round, Nor pitying friend on earth is found! He treads the press alone: In vain to Heav’n He turns His eyes, The curse awaits Him from the skies— His death it must atone. 3 "O Father, hear! this cup remove! Save Thou the darling of Thy love" (The prostrate victim cries) "From overwhelming fear and dread!" Tho’ He must mingle with the dead— His people’s sacrifice. 4 His earnest prayers, His deepening groans, Were heard before angelic thrones; Amazement wrapped the sky; "Go strengthen Christ!" the Father said: Th’astonished seraph bowed his head, And left the realms on high. 5 Made strong in strength, renewed from Heav’n, Jesus receives the cup as giv’n, And, perfectly resigned, He drinks the wormwood mixed with gall, Sustains the curse—removes it all— Nor leaves a dreg behind. Languages: English Tune Title: SONG 18
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Once More In The Redeemer's Name

Author: Moses Cheney Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8816 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: Once more in the Redeemer’s name Lyrics: 1 Once more in the Redeemer’s name, Dear brethren, we have met again, To speak, and pray, and sing; Now let each one obey the call, Of Him who tasted death for all, Our everlasting king. 2 Since I was here, how have you done? How have you walked, how have you run? Or, like the eagle, flew, Or have you fell in despond’s slough? Then look to Him who sees you now, To raise your minds anew. 3 What kind of manna have you had? Come tell me whether good or bad; The source from whence it came; Have you been fed from Christ above, By those who say they came in love, To lead along the lame? 4 Does union in your hearts abound, As once it did to hear the sound, Of trembling groans and cries? When all as one, to Christ did go, To save them from that dreadful woe And wipe their weeping eyes? 5 Christ crucified is what I know, His cause the reason why I go, O’er hills and valleys through; ’Tis for His cause I leave my home, To sound His fame, for this I roam; For this I come to you. 6 And while I’m called to leave my home, And o’er creation wide to roam, My friends may think of me, Not knowing what or how I do, While I am come to visit you And preach the Gospel free. 7 O Jesus, come fill all our souls, May we all be like golden bowls, Around Thine altar strung; Our cups o’erflow with love sincere, Till we shall sing salvation clear, In everlasting songs. Languages: English Tune Title: MALONE

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