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Prophetic Era! Blissful Day!

Author: Edward Steane Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8850 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Prophetic era! blissful day! We catch thy warm, inspiring ray, Which gleams o’er India’s plains; We hail the dawn of morning light That breaks upon the gloomy night, Where superstition reigns. 2 We hasten thy advance to meet; With vivid joy the sign we greet, That brightens in the sky— The peaceful sign of heavenly love, Which like the holy mystic dove, Declares Messiah nigh. 3 Behold! He comes in triumph now; Before Him see the mountains bow, And all the valleys rise; He comes with majesty and grace, To sanctify the human race, And raise them to the skies. 4 We’ll aid Thy triumphs, mighty King! The glories of Thy cross we’ll sing, And shout salvation round; Till every nation, every land, From Greenland’s shore to Afric’s strand Shall echo back the sound. 5 Let earth commence the lofty praise; Let Heaven prolong th’enraptured lays, Swell every tuneful lyre; Bright seraphs! chant th’immortal song, And pour the bounding notes along, From Heaven’s eternal choir. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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The Lord Into His Garden Came

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9239 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The Lord into His garden came The spices yield a rich perfume, The lilies grow and thrive: Refreshing showers of grace divine, From Jesus flow to every vine, And make the dead revive. 2 O that this dry and barren ground In springs of water may abound, A fruitful soil become. The desert blossom as the rose, When Jesus conquers all His foes, And makes His people one. 3 The glorious time is rolling on, The gracious work is now begun; My soul a witness is, I taste and see the pardon free, For all mankind, as well as me, Who comes to Christ may live. 4 The worst of sinners here may find A Savior pitiful and kind: Who will them all receive. None are too late who will repent; Out of one sinner legions went, The Lord did him relieve. 5 Come brethren, you that love the Lord, And taste the sweetness of His word; In Jesu’s way go on, Our troubles and our trials here, Will only make us richer there, When we arrive at home. 6 I feel that Heaven is now begun, It issues from the sparkling throne; From Jesu’s throne on high It comes like floods, we can’t contain, We drink, and drink, and drink again; And yet we still are dry. 7 But when we come to reign above, And all surround a throne of love, We’ll drink a full supply. Jesus will lead His armies through, To living fountains where they flow, That never will run dry. 8 ’Tis there we’ll reign, and shout, and sing, And make the upper regions ring; When all the saints get home. Come on, come on! my brethren dear, Soon we shall meet together there: For Jesus bids us come. 9 Amen! amen! my soul replies, I’m bound to meet you in the skies, And claim my mansions sure. Now here’s my heart, and here’s my hand, To meet you in the heavenly land, Where we shall part no more. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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Be It My Only Wisdom Here

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9327 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Be it my only wisdom here, To serve the Lord with filial fear, With loving gratitude; Superior sense may I display By shunning every evil way, And walking in the good. 2 O may I still from sin depart; A wise and understanding heart, Jesus, to me be giv’n! And let me through Thy Spirit know, To glorify my God below, And find my way to Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ADOWA
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Behold What Splendor, Hear That Shout

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9577 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: Behold what splendor, hear that shout, Lyrics: 1 Behold what splendor, hear that shout, Heaven opens, angels issue out, And throng the nether sky; What joyful tidings do they bring, Rapt at the approach of Israel’s king! They speak their monarch nigh. 2 Why doth the King approach our land? Comes He with terror in His hand, The merits of our crimes? Shepherds be glad, He comes with peace, Not wrath but universal grace, To bless earth’s distant climes. 3 See Heaven’s great heir, a virgin’s son, Behold a manger for His throne, Though spotless He must die; Your is the guilt, but His the pain, His is the sorrow, yours the gain, Then let His praise be high. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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In Patient Faith, Till Christ Shall Come

Author: John Moultrie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9586 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 In patient faith, till Christ shall come To call His duteous servants home, Our hearts and minds we keep; Still looking for that glorious day When heav’n and earth shall melt away And saints awake from sleep. 2 And signs there be, in this late time, Once more of hopes reviving prime, As in redemption’s morn; The feverish earth doth shake again, Groaning and travailing in pain, Till some new change be born. 3 With no unheedful hearts we hear The mutterings of convulsion near, And terror soon to be. Hosts gathering for the final strife Of light and darkness, death and life, With breathless awe we see. 4 We know that fearful darkness soon Shall veil the face of sun and moon, The stars forsake their spheres; The powers of heav’n, with fear aghast, They tremble, quake, until at last Christ’s sign in heav’n appears. 5 Then earth’s rebellious tribes shall wail, And sinful hearts with terror fail: While saints, despised so long, From east and west, and south and north, By angel trumpets summoned forth— Raise one triumphant song. Languages: English Tune Title: ADOWA
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Come, Let Us Sing With Joyful Mirth

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9777 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, let us sing with joyful mirth The mystery of Immanuel’s birth, Who, virgin born, is here; The middle wall no longer stands, No flaming sword in cherub’s hands Inspires the soul with fear. 2 See, clear the pathway open lies That upward leads to paradise, Where stands the tree of life; And freely may I enter in, Whence I was driven by mortal sin, And worsted in the strife. 3 For He, the Father’s only Son, A glorious work hath now begun, Descending from above In servant’s form, though yet the Son, Unchanging while the ages run, To win us by His love. 4 Come, now, let hearts united be To laud His praises joyfully, The God-Man born today. And let Thy mercy reach us now, For pitiful and kind art Thou, O Virgin Born, we pray. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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Stay, Thou Too Happy Sinner, Stay

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9806 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay, Smooth gliding down the flowery way, The broad, frequented road; Gay wretch, that dost in pleasure live, And all thy joy from earth receive, Thy soul is dead to God! 2 When death doth soul and body part, If dead to God even then thou art, Excluded from the skies, Shut up in darkness palpable, And justly left to its own hell, Thy soul for ever dies. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANCES
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Methinks I Stand Upon The Rock

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9812 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Methinks I stand upon the rock Where Balaam stood, and wondering look Upon the scene below: The tents of Jacob goodly seem, The people happy I esteem, Whom God has favored so. 2 The sons of Israel stand alone, Jehovah claims them for His own, His cause and theirs the same: He saved them from the tyrant’s hand, Allots to them a pleasant land, And calls them by His name. 3 Their toils have almost reached a close, And soon in peace they shall repose Within the promised land: E’en now its rising hills are seen, Enriched with everlasting green, Where Israel soon shall stand. 4 O Israel, who is like to thee? A people saved, and called to be Peculiar to the Lord! Thy shield! He guards thee from the foe; Thy sword! He fights thy battles, too; Himself thy great reward! 5 Fear not, though many should oppose, For God is stronger than thy foes, And makes thy cause His own: The promised land before thee lies, Go up, and take the glorious prize Reserved for thee alone. 6 In glory there the King appears; He wipes away His people’s tears, And makes their sorrows cease: From toil and strife they there repose, And dwell secure from all their foes, In everlasting peace. 7 Fair emblem of a better rest, Of which believers are possessed, Beyond material space! Methinks I see the distant shore, Where sin and sorrow are no more; And long to reach the place. 8 Nor shall I always absent be From Him my soul desires to see, Within the realms of light; Ere long my Lord will rend the veil, And not a cloud shall then conceal His glory from my sight. 9 Sweet hope! it makes the coward brave; It makes a freeman of the slave, And bids the sluggard rise; It lifts a worm of earth on high, It gives him wings, and makes him fly To worlds beyond the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH
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'Tis He! 'Tis He! The Son Of God!

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9836 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 First Line: ’Tis He! ’Tis He! The Son of God! Lyrics: 1 ’Tis He! ’Tis He! The Son of God! He sends His awful voice abroad: Let earth her Lord revere! With thousand saints behold Him come; The world before her judge is dumb, And waits her doom to hear. 2 He calls to Heaven, He calls to earth; The nations from their tombs come forth, And throng before His face. "Approach, ye, first," the Savior cries, "Whose boast is in My sacrifice, And covenant of grace." 3 "My people, hear! Your God will speak: No empty rites and forms I seek, No specious act or word: Mine eye is on the heart within, And there the service must begin That satisfies the Lord." 4 "Where secret wickedness I see The fawning lip or bending knee But move My scorn and hate!" Lord, on our souls this truth impress, And make us all that we profess, Ere yet it be too late! Languages: English Tune Title: SONG 18
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Eternal Mind, Who Rules The Fates

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11077 Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Eternal mind, who rules the fates Of dying realms and rising states, With one unchanged decree, While we admire Thy vast affairs, Say, can our little trifling cares Afford a smile to Thee? 2 Thou scatter honors, crowns, and gold; We fly to seize, and fight to hold The bubbles and the oar: So emmets struggle for a grain; So boys their petty wars maintain For shells upon the shore. 3 Here a vain man his scepter breaks, The next a broken scepter takes, And warriors win and lose; This rolling world will never stand Plundered and snatched from hand to hand, As power decays or grows. 4 Earth’s but an atom: greedy swords Carve it amongst a thousand lords, And yet they can’t agree; Let greedy swords still fight and slay, I can be poor; but Lord, I pray To sit and smile with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: MERIBAH

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