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Oh, mean may seem this house of clay

Hymnal: BW1870 #535 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Oh, mean may seem this house of clay-- Yet 'twas the Lord's abode; Our feet may mourn this thorny way, Yet here Emmanuel trod. 2 This fleshly robe the Lord did wear, This watch the Lord did keep, These burdens sore the Lord did bear, These tears the Lord did weep. 3 This world the Master overcame, This death the Lord did die; O vanquish'd world! O glorious shame! O hallow'd agony! 4 O vale of tears, no longer sad, Wherein the Lord did dwell! O holy robe of flesh, that clad Our own Immanuel! 5 Our very frailty brings us near Unto the Lord of heaven; To every grief, to every tear, Such glory strange is given. Topics: Private Devotion; Sympathy Of Christ Languages: English
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Almighty Sov'reign of the skies

Hymnal: BW1870 #536 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Almighty Sov'reign of the skies, To Thee let songs of gladness rise, Each grateful heart its tribute bring, And ev'ry voice Thy goodness sing. 2 From Thee our choicest blessings flow; Life, health and strength Thy hands bestow, The daily good Thy creatures share, Springs from Thy providential care. 3 The rich profusion nature yields, The harvest waving o'er the fields, The cheering light, refreshing shower, Are gifts from Thy exhaustless store. 4 At Thy command the vernal bloom Revives the world from winter's gloom; The summer's heat the fruit matures, And autumn all her treasures pours. 5 Let ev'ry power of heart and tongue Unite to swell the grateful song; While age and youth in chorus join, And praise the Majesty Divine. Topics: National Hymns; National Hymns thanksgiving; Thanksgiving for national blessings Languages: English
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Before the Lord we bow

Hymnal: BW1870 #537 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Before the Lord we bow, The God who reigns above, And rules the world below, Boundless in power and love. Our thanks we bring In joy and praise, Our hearts we raise To heaven's high King. 2 The nation Thou hast blest May well Thy love declare, From foes and fears at rest, Protected by Thy care. For this fair land, For this bright day, Our thanks we pay-- Gifts of Thy hand. 3 May every mountain height, Each vale and forest green, Shine in Thy word's pure light, And its rich fruits be seen! May every tongue Be tuned to praise, And join to raise A grateful song. 4 Earth! hear Thy Maker's voice, The great Redeemer own, Believe, obey, rejoice, And worship Him alone; Cast down thy pride, Thy sin deplore, And bow before The Crucified. 5 And when in power He comes, Oh, may our native land, From all its rending tombs, Send forth a glorious band, A countless throng Ever to sing To heaven's high King Salvation's song. Topics: National Hymns; National Hymns thanksgiving; Peace National; Thanksgiving for national blessings Languages: English
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My country 'tis of thee

Hymnal: BW1870 #538 (1870) Lyrics: 1 My country 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From ev'ry mountain side Let freedom ring. 2 My native country, thee-- Land of the noble, free-- Thy name I love. I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song: Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break-- The sound prolong. 4 Our fathers' God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing: Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King. Topics: National Hymns; National Hymns thanksgiving Languages: English
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God bless our native land!

Hymnal: BW1870 #539 (1870) Lyrics: 1 God bless our native land! Firm may she ever stand, Through storm and night; When the wild tempests rave, Ruler of winds and wave, Do Thou our country save By Thy great might. 2 For her our prayers shall rise To God, above the skies; On Him we wait; Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To Thee aloud we cry, God save the State! Topics: National Hymns; National Hymns thanksgiving; National Hymns humiliation; In times of War Languages: English
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Dread Jehovah! God of nations!

Hymnal: BW1870 #540 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Dread Jehovah! God of nations! From Thy temple in the skies Hear Thy people's supplications; Now for their deliv'rance rise. 2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding; Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 3 Let that love veil our transgression, Let that blood our guilt efface; Save Thy people from oppression, Save from spoil Thy holy place. 4 Lo! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at Thy feet we bend; Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning, Hear us, spare us, and defend. Topics: Fasting; For a day of public humiliation; National Hymns; National Hymns humiliation; In times of War Languages: English
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Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land

Hymnal: BW1870 #541 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land, Still saved by Thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To Thee, our Saviour, and our King. 2 Let ev'ry sacred temple raise Triumphant songs of holy praise; Let ev'ry peaceful, private home A temple, Lord, to Thee become. 3 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in Thy glorious sight; Still in Thy precepts and Thy fear, Till life's last hour, to persevere. Topics: National Hymns; Peace National; Thanksgiving for national blessings Languages: English
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Sing hallelujah! sing

Hymnal: BW1870 #542 (1870) Lyrics: 1 Sing hallelujah! sing Glory to God alone; Bring your oblations, bring Thank-offerings to the throne; Take words of joy, of comfort take, Awake to love, to life awake. 2 The Lord put forth His hand, He touch'd us, and we died; Vengeance went through the land, But mercy walk'd beside; He heard our prayers; He saw our tears, And stay'd the plague, and quell'd our fears. 3 What shall we give to Thee? O Thou, whose purer eyes Behold iniquity In man's best sacrifice? Ourselves we give, but rest our claim On Christ, and know none other name. Topics: National Hymns; Pestilence, after Languages: English
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For Thy mercy and Thy grace

Hymnal: BW1870 #543 (1870) Lyrics: 1 For Thy mercy and Thy grace, Constant through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our Redeemer, hear. 2 In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be Thou our stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living way. 3 Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread, With Thy rod and staff, O God, Comfort Thou his dying bed. 4 Make us faithful, make us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own; Help Thy servants to endure, Fit us for Thy promised crown. 5 So within Thy palace gate We shall praise, on golden strings, Thee the only Potentate, Lord of lords, and King of kings. Topics: New Year Languages: English
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While with ceaseless course the sun

Hymnal: BW1870 #544 (1870) Lyrics: 1 While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here; Fix'd in an eternal state, They have done with all below, We a little longer wait, But how little none can know. 2 As the wingéd arrow flies Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies Darts and leaves no trace behind; Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us henceforth how to live, With eternity in view: Bless Thy word to young and old; Fill us with a Saviour's love; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with Thee above. Topics: New Year Languages: English

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