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'Tis Better Higher Up

Author: George W. Crofts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11672 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: This world is full of care Refrain First Line: ’Tis better higher up Lyrics: 1 This world is full of care, And bitter is life’s cup; The cross is sometimes hard to bear, "’Tis better higher up." Refrain: ’Tis better higher up, ’Tis better higher up, Where all is light, and peace, and joy, "’Tis better higher up." 2 I’ve seen my hopes decay Like blossoms in the spring; My dearest friends have passed away, Earth’s treasures taken wing. [Refrain] 3 The storms of death have blown, But Christ, my blessèd hope, His tender love to me hath shown, "’Tis better higher up." [Refrain] 4 My flesh must fail, I know, And yet I can not grieve; The Spirit tells me I must go With Christ my Lord to live. [Refrain] 5 And in my home above On joy divine I’ll sup, And rest in God’s eternal love; "’Tis better higher up." [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: ASCOT
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In Hunger, Watch, And Prayer

Author: Francis Pott Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11679 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 In hunger, watch, and prayer, These forty days were passed By Thee, O Jesu; and Thy love Doth sanctify our fast. 2 Through fleshly lusts indulged, Man lost his first estate; Thou wouldst restore by leading us Our flesh to subjugate. 3 Be with Thy Church, O Lord; Our self-denials bless; Accept the tears Thy children shed O’er all their frowardness. 4 Forgive, most gracious Lord, The follies we deplore, Prevent us with Thy guiding hand That we may sin no more. 5 So do Thou in our souls The power of sin destroy; And make us fit to worship Thee With Easter’s holy joy. Languages: English Tune Title: ABER
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Evil I Then Must Be

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11681 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: Evil I then must be Who bring forth evil fruit: Corrupt the fruit, corrupt the tree, And most corrupt the root; Whatever gift or grace Thou hast on me bestowed, Lord, I with all my soul confess, That yet I am not good. Languages: English Tune Title: GÖTTINGEN
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The Caution Is Not Vain

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11690 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 The caution is not vain: We may unfaithful prove, And turn from God to sin again, And fall from pardoning love; Yet will we boldly press T’ward our high calling’s prize, And follow after holiness, And to perfection rise. 2 Perfection is the good Which wrestling saints receive, Worthy of all to be pursued Who in our Lord believe: Perfection is the goal Which terminates our race; And comes to that, the spotless soul Expires in his embrace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
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My Heart, My Life, To Thee

Author: William C. Martin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11948 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: I bring my heart to Thee Refrain First Line: I will no more delay Lyrics: 1 I bring my heart to Thee, My ills I can not count, That it may pure and cleansèd be In Thy once opened fount. Refrain: I will no more delay, Before Thy throne I fall, And at Thy precious feet I lay My heart, my life, to Thee. 2 I give my life to Thee, Lord, use it as Thou wilt; The life for which on Calvary Thy precious blood was spilt. [Refrain] 3 If I have aught withheld, I give it now, my Lord, With Thee I am by love impelled To be in sweet accord. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: FUKUOKA
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Prepare A Thankful Song

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12033 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 Prepare a thankful song To our Redeemer’s name! His praises should employ each tongue And every heart inflame! 2 He laid His glory by, And dreadful pains endured; That rebels, such as you and I, From wrath might be secured. 3 Upon the cross He died, Our debt of sin to pay; The blood and water from His side Wash guilt and filth away. 4 And now He pleading stands For us, before the throne; And answers all the Law’s demands, With what Himself hath done. 5 He sees us, willing slaves To sin, and Satan’s power; But, with an outstretched arm, He saves, In His appointed hour. 6 The Holy Ghost He sends Our stubborn souls to move; To make His enemies His friends, And conquer them by love. 7 The love of sin departs, The life of grace takes place, Soon as His voice invites our hearts To rise and seek His face. 8 The world and Satan rage, But He their power controls; His wisdom, love, and truth, engage Protection for our fouls. 9 Tho’ pressed, we will not yield, But shall prevail at length, For Jesus is our sun and shield, Our righteousness and strength. 10 Assured that Christ our king, Will put our foes to flight; We, on the field of battle, sing And triumph, while we fight. Languages: English Tune Title: ACCRA
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How Blest The Righteous Are

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12172 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 How blest the righteous are When they resign their breath! No wonder Balaam wished to share In such a happy death. "Oh! let me die," said he, "The death the righteous do; When life is ended let me be Found with the faithful few." 2 The force of truth how great! When enemies confess, None but the righteous whom they hate, A solid hope possess. But Balaam’s wish was vain, His heart was insincere; He thirsted for unrighteous gain, And sought a portion here. 3 He seemed the Lord to know, And to offend Him loth; But Mammon proved his overthrow, For none can serve them both. May you, my friends, and I, Warning from hence receive ; If like the righteous we would die, To choose the life they live. Languages: English Tune Title: LEOMINSTER
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Ah! Whither Should We Fly?

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12331 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: Ah! whither should we fly Lyrics: 1 Ah! whither should we fly In peril and distress, While all the dogs of war are nigh, The enemies of peace! Almighty God of love, On Thee our souls we cast Hide Thou our hunted lives above, And save the land at last. 2 A leopard watches o’er Our cities night and day, Prepared with unrelenting power To spring upon the prey: The alien armies wait, Lured by the scent of blood, As awful ministers of fate, As thunderbolts of God. 3 Yet if our sin demands, Its just reward of pain, O let us fall into the hands Of God, and not of man: His tender mercies wound, Remorseless as the grave; But pity in Thy wrath is found, Which only strikes to save. 4 In measure then reprove, In love Thine own chastise, But baffle, and far off remove, Our threatening enemies; Blast their devices, Lord, Nor let their counsel stand, Break Thou the spear, and wrest the sword Out of the ruffian’s hand. 5 Thyself the men restrain Who our destruction seek, So shall they fiercely strive in vain The secret bar to break: Their bound they cannot pass, If God assign their bound, And Jesus, as a wall of brass, Our troubled land surround. 6 But our defense is sure, Whate’er event betide, Beneath th’Almighty Shade secure Thy faithful ones abide: ’Till all the tyranny, Of earth and hell is o’er, Jesus, Thy mighty name shall be Our adamantine tower. 7 Tho’ famine, plague, and sword Hang e’er our sinful land, The means of swift prevention, Lord, Are ever in Thine hand: Or if the curse descend, By sovereign Love subdued, The curse shall bless, the ill shall end In everlasting good. Languages: English Tune Title: GÖTTINGEN
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Young Men And Maidens

Author: Joseph Williams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12367 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: Young men and maidens raise Lyrics: 1 Young men and maidens raise, On this triumphant morn, A grateful song of heartfelt praise To Christ at Bethle’m born; Your voices loud and sweet, Expressive of your heart, May sing to Him in praises meet, And sorrow all depart. 2 The Father, from His throne, The world’s creator gave His well beloved, His only Son, A ruined world to save. By faith from countries far, The eastern magi came, Led by a bright and dazzling star, To worship at His fane. 3 The infant Christ they found, And lovely was the sight, Their peace and joy would now abound, And praise be their delight; With worship Him they greet, Nor could they gifts withhold, But humbly lay at Jesu’s feet Myrrh, frankincense, and gold. 4 We offer Thee, good Lord, Our humble sacrifice; "A contrite heart," declares Thy word, Thou never will despise. O Lord, accept the gift Of our unhallowed heart, Our souls at last to Heaven lift, To dwell where now Thou art. Languages: English Tune Title: FRANSTADT
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On Taking Down the Christmas Greens

Author: Emma F. R. Campbell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12437 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: Take down the faded wreaths Lyrics: 1 Take down the faded wreaths, Untwine the garlands gay, Though that glad time we hung them up Seems but as yesterday. And from their crumbling leaves We still can almost hear The echoes of the carols sweet And greetings of new year. 2 But ah! full well we know The festive season’s o’er; And treading in life’s dusty ways We find ourselves once more. More swift than wheels of steam The golden hours have rolled; And while we dreamed the year was young, We wake to find it old. 3 Now clear above the din Of daily toil and care, We hear again in solemn tones The Lenten call to prayer: Now turn from pleasure’s round, A higher joy to find In fellowship with Him whose death Gave life to all mankind. 4 Thus do the years go on, And times and seasons glide, Till soon the story of our life Is closed and laid aside. Ah! Life’s a mystic page! In vain we strive to scan The hidden thought between the lines— God’s purposes to man. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET

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