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The Potter And The Clay

Author: Mary E. Maxwell Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: As clay within the potter’s hand Lyrics: 1 As clay within the potter’s hand, Responsive to his will, So let us be, and in us, Lord, Thy purposes fulfill; Made willing in Thy day of power, Each restless spirit still. 2 Lord, make this place Thy potter’s house, Where Thou shalt have Thy way, To mold and fashion as Thou wilt, Upon Thy wheel today; Cleansing from sin’s impurity, Make pliant as the clay. 3 Thou hast a purpose in each life, Thou hast Thine own great plan; Thou seest possibilities, Unseen by us in man; And where man says, "Impossible," Thy love has said, "I can." 4 Dear Lord, too oft we’ve hindered Thee And would not passive lie, And let Thee work Thy work in us, Thy name to glorify; Now with desire "Thy will be done," Our longing spirits cry. Used With Tune: SALINAS Text Sources: Tongues of Fire (London: Pentecostal League, September 1, 1893)
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The Prodigal Son (Guild)

Author: Marion P. Guild Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Here feast I at my Father's board Lyrics: 1. Here feast I at my Father’s board Who starved among the swine; For me must every foot be fleet And every lamp must shine; For me the merry music sounds, The dancers dip and twine. 2. My heart beats fast against my robe, The best robe, soft and red; With sobbing breath and tightening throat And tears in rapture shed, I feel His ring upon my hand, His blessings on my head. 3. Ah, bitter was the way, and oft My blood my path would trace; And guilt and grief and stabbing shame With all my steps kept pace; And yet I famished not for bread So sore as for His face. 4. The road seemed endless. On I fared, Wresting each mile from death; Then such an awe upon me fell I scarce could draw my breath; My spirit felt His coming as Of one that succoreth. 5. Blind, fainting, to His mighty breast He caught and held me fast; I knew the fortress of His arms About my weakness cast; And, when He kissed my traitor cheek, I guessed His heart at last. 6. The piteous words I oft had conned I trembling strove to say; But sudden glory round me poured A brighter, richer day. In wonderment I lifted up My head that drooping lay. 7. The glory streamed from out His eyes, As from all Beauty’s throne. O depths of love unthinkable That in that splendor shone! O pain of love that travaileth And bleedeth for its own. 8. O gleam of wisdom hoar with eld Ere sang the stars of morn! O shifting, blending, dazzling lights That thrilled my hope forlorn To undreamed miracles of joy And surge of life reborn! 9. He brought me home, and here I sit, Even in my boyhood’s place; And on my very soul is stamped Each largess of His grace; But still transfiguring all I see That radiance of His face! Used With Tune: SHELTERED DALE
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I Love to Hear Sweet Voices Sing

Author: Richard R. Chope Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1. I love to hear sweet voices sing, That Day of all the best, When earliest in the morn they bring The news of Christmas blest, And far away old echoes ring, As bidding me to rest! 2. For then with waking thoughts intent My soul looks up on high, And mingles musing with relent And fain ’twould see Christ nigh; Hear for itself, ere time be spent, Peace from the azure sky. 3. But thou no longer in our race By flesh the virgin-born Is known to us, yet Jesus’ grace Leaves not His forlorn; Since now good Christians see His face By faith, on Christmas morn! 4. Then come, ye faithful, great and small, Come hasten to the sight, Where Jesus at our festival Comes down, the shining Light, To fill all hearts, who hear His call, With glory beaming bright! Used With Tune: IRONS Text Sources: Carols for Use in Church (London: William Clowes & Sons, Limited, 1894), number 23

How Long Will You Forget Me, LORD

Author: Marie J. Post Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: How long will you forget me, LORD, and hide your face from me?

Holy Is the Lord

Author: Chris Tomlin; Louie Giglio Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: We stand and lift up our hands Refrain First Line: Holy is the Lord God Almighty Topics: Attributes of God Used With Tune: GIGLIO

Aspiration Canon

Author: Bruce Greer Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: I want to be like Jesus Christ Topics: Aspiration; Canons and Rounds Used With Tune: ASPIRATION CANON
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All Hail, Thou Night, Than Day More Bright

Author: Marc Antoine Muretus; William J. Blew Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 All hail, thou night, than day more bright, Through whose mysterious shade, In wondrous birth, arose on earth, From bosom of pure maid, The Sun new-born, a Star of morn, Filling all the world with light! 2 He who alone, from Heaven’s high throne, Rules all, and doth restore To God’s embrace man’s fallen race, Lies on a cottage floor, Like Him that we, save poverty, Have naught to call our own. 3 While o’er their sheep close watch they keep, Those shepherds first receive The heav’nly call, that doth to all Great joy and gladness give— The call from Heav’n to watchmen giv’n That wake and never sleep. Used With Tune: MORWELLHAM Text Sources: Amiens Breviary; Tr.: Church Hymns and Tune Book (London: F. & J. Rivington, 1852), alt.
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O, in the Morn of Life

Author: Thomas Blacklock Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 78 hymnals First Line: O, in the morn of life, when youth Lyrics: 1. O, in the morn of life, when youth With vital ardor glows, And shines in all the fairest charms That beauty can disclose; And shines in all the fairest charms That beauty can disclose. 2. Deep in thy soul before its powers Are yet by vice enslaved, Be thy Creator’s glorious name And character engraved; Be thy Creator’s glorious name And character engraved. 3. Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud The sunshine of thy days; And cares and toils in endless round Encompass all thy ways; And cares and toils in endless round Encompass all thy ways. 4. Ere yet the heart the woes of age, With vain regret deplore, And sadly muse on former joys That now return no more; And sadly muse on former joys That now return no more. Used With Tune: YOUTHFUL GLORY Text Sources: In the draft Scottish Translations and Paraphrases, 1781, alt.
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Be not far from me, O my strength

Author: Anna Letitia Waring Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Be not far from me, O my strength, Whom all my times obey; Take from me anything Thou wilt; But go not Thou away, — And let the storm that does Thy work Deal with me as it may. On Thy compassion I repose, In weakness and distress: I will not ask for greater ease, Lest I should love Thee less. O, 'tis a blessed thing for me To need Thy tenderness. While many sympathizing hearts For my deliverance care, Thou, in Thy wiser, stronger love, Art teaching me to bear — By the sweet voice of thankful song, And calm, confiding prayer. Thy love has many a lighted path, No outward eye can trace, And my heart sees Thee in the deep, With darkness on its face, And communes with Thee, mid the storm, As in a secret place. O comforter of God's redeemed, Whom the world does not see, What hand should pluck me from the flood, That casts my soul on Thee? Who would not suffer pain like mine, To be consoled like me? 71 When I am feeble as a child, And flesh and heart give way, Then on Thy everlasting strength, With passive trust I stay, And the rough wind becomes a song, The darkness shines like day. O, blessed are the eyes that see, Though silent anguish show, The love that in their hours of sleep, Unthanked may come and go. And blessed are the ears that hear, Though kept awake by woe. Happy are they that learn, in Thee, Though patient suffering teach, The secret of enduring strength, And praise too deep for speech — Peace that no pressure from without, No strife within can reach. There is no death for me to fear, For Christ, my Lord, hath died; There is no curse in this my pain, For he was crucified. And it is fellowship with Him That keeps me near His side. My heart is fixed, O God, my strength — My heart is strong to bear; I will be joyful in Thy love; And peaceful in Thy care. Deal with me, for my Savior's sake, According to His prayer. No suffering while it lasts is joy, How blest soe'er it be — Yet may the chastened child be glad His Father's face to see And O, it is not hard to bear, What must be borne in Thee. It is not hard to bear by faith, In Thy own bosom laid, The trial of a soul redeemed, For Thy rejoicing made. Well may the heart in patience rest, That none can make afraid. 73 Safe in Thy sanctifying grace, Almighty to restore — Borne onward — sin and death behind, And love and life before — O, let my soul abound in hope, And praise Thee more and more! Deep unto deep may call, but I With peaceful heart will say — Thy loving–kindness hath a charge No waves can take away; And let the storm that speeds me home, Deal with me as it may. Hymns and Meditations, 1873

The Lord created families

Author: Martin E. Leckebusch (b. 1962) Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: The Church Celebrates Family, Friendship, and Marriage; Our Response to God in the worship of God's house; Church Worship; Jesus compassion; Longing Scripture: Ephesians 3:14-15 Used With Tune: ELDEST SON

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