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Come to Thy temple here on earth

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: Come to Thy temple here on earth, Be Thou my spirit's guest, Who givest us of mortal birth A second birth more blest; Spirit beloved, Thou mighty Lord, Who with the Father and the Son Reignest upon an equal throne, Art equally adored! Oh enter, let me feel and know Thy mighty power within, That can alone our help bestow, And rescue us from sin. Oh cleanse my soul and make it white, That I with heart unstained and true, May daily render service due, And honour Thee aright. I was a wild unfruitful vine Which Thou shouldst prune and train; Death pierced through all this life of min, But Thou my foe hast slain. Thy holy baptism is his grave, He perishes beneath the flood Of His most precious death and blood, Who died our life to save. Thou art the Spirit who dost teach To pray aright, for all Our prayers are heard if Thou beseech, Thy songs have sweetest fall. They soar on tireless wings to heaven, They fail not from before God's throne, Till all His goodness we have known By whom all help is given. Thou art the Spirit of all joy, Sadness Thou lovest not; Thy comfort beaming from on high, Lights up the darkest lot. Ah yes, how many a time of old Thy voice hath rapt my soul away, To yon bright halls of endless day, And oped the gates of gold! Thou art the Spirit of all love, The Friend of all kindly life, Thou wouldst not that our hearts should prove The pangs of wrath and strife. Thou hatest hatred's withering reign, In souls that discord maketh dark Dost Thou rekindle love's bright spark, And make them one again. On Thee is all this world upstaid, And in Thy hands doth rest; And Thou canst wayward hearts persuade To turn as seems Thee best: Oh therefore give Thy love and peace, That they may join in strongest bands Long parted foes, and through our lands These sad divisions cease. Thou art the true, the only Source Whence concord comes to men; Oh that Thy power might have free course And bring us peace again! Oh hear, and stem this mighty flood That o'er us death and sorrow spreads; Alas! each day afresh it sheds Like water human blood. And let our nation learn to know What, and how deep, our sin; Nay, let God's judgments come, if so A fire be lit within The hearts that loved themselves to please; In bitter shame now let them burn, And loving Thee, repentant spurn Their selfish worldly ease. Grace for the contrite heart abounds, Joy to the sad is given; To serve God's truth will heal our wounds, And bring us help from heaven; Lord, for Thine honour's sake, make known Thy power, convert the wicked now, And teach the hard to weep, for Thou Canst soften steel and stone! Arise and make an end of all Our heartache, and our pain; Thy wandering flock at last recall And grant them joy again; To peace and wealth the land restore, Wasted with fire or plague or sword; Come to Thy ruined churches, Lord, And bid them bloom once more! The rulers of our land defend, Our sovereign's throne uphold; That he and we may prosper, send True wisdom to the old; With piety the young men bless, And through the nation shed abroad True virtue and the fear of God, A nation's happiness. Fill every heart with holy zeal To keep the faith unstained; Let house and land Thy blessing feel, Whence all true wealth is gained. Him who resists Thy inward powers, The Evil Spirit, make Thou flee; Whate'er delights Thy heart, would he Fain root from out of ours. Give strong and cheerful hearts to stand Undaunted in the wars That Satan's fierce and mighty band Is waging with Thy cause. Help us to fight as warriors brave, That we may conquer in the field, And not one Christian man may yield His soul to sin a slave. Order according to Thy mind Our life from day to day, And when this life must be resigned, And death has seized his prey, When all our days have fleeted by, Help us to die with fearless spirit, And let us after death inherit Eternal life on high.

His Yoke Is Easy

Author: D. S. Warner Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 40 hymnals First Line: I've found my Lord and He is mine Refrain First Line: His yoke is easy, His burden is light
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Easter Hymn

Author: Janet Wootton, 1952- Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: At break of day three women came Lyrics: 1 At break of day three women came To find where Christ was laid. With myrrh prepared to anoint His corpse, They wept and mourned the dead. But now the stone is rolled away, They worship in the light of day, Then run to take the good news back And share their holy joy. 2 O Mary, see your Son again, In resurrection joy. Shine, shine Jerusalem, for Christ Is risen in majesty. Lift up your eyes, look round and see, With radiant faces strong and free, Your children come to find their home For all eternity. 3 Come celebrate the death of death! Come share eternal life! Come leap and praise the living God Who opens Paradise! For dawn is come all shining bright, The foretaste of salvation's might To break the tomb, burst through the gloom, And flood the world with light. Topics: Easter; Eternal Life; Funeral; Jesus Christ; Resurrection Scripture: Mark 16:6-7 Used With Tune: STOURBRIDGE Text Sources: Greek, 3rd C.
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How Blessed Is The Little Flock

Author: N. J. Holm Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How blessed is the little flock, Whom Jesus calls His own! He is their Savior and their Rock, They trust in Him alone; They walk by faith and hope and love, But they shall dwell with Him above, When hope and faith shall pass away, And love shall last for aye. 2 My Jesus, am I in that band, And wilt Thou call me Thine? Do I among the chosen stand Whose lamps so brightly shine? Oh, let me not lie down to rest Till this I know, my Savior blest, Till I can say, by grace restored: Thou know'st I love Thee, Lord. 3 And even if with tears it be, That this to Thee I say, Yet Thou in grace wilt look on me And wipe my tears away; Yea, when but Thou who all dost know In me canst find Thy love below And own me Thine, then well is me,-- My all I have in Thee. Topics: Closing Hymns
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Our Father, God, Who Art In Heaven

Author: Adoniram Judson Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 122 hymnals First Line: Our Fa­ther, God, who art in Heav’n Refrain First Line: O my Sav­ior, come, my Sav­ior Lyrics: 2 Our Fa­ther, God, who art in Heav’n, All hal­lowed be Thy name; Thy king­dom come, Thy will be done, In Heav’n and earth the same. Refrain: O my Sav­ior, come, my Sav­ior, O come and bless Thy childr­en now, While at Thy feet we hum­bly bow, O come and bless us now. 2 Give us this day our dai­ly bread, And as we those for­give, Who sin against us, so may we Forgiving grace re­ceive. [Refrain] 3 Into temp­ta­tion lead us not, From ev­il set us free; And Thine the king­dom, Thine the pow’r, And glo­ry ev­er be. [Refrain] Used With Tune: MARON

I ungdomsår, i såningstid

Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals

Glory Yet Untold

Author: Kelly R. Hersey; C. A. Roberts Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Beyond the stars and farther plains Used With Tune: [Beyond the stars and farther plains]
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What's the News?

Author: Anon Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 72 hymnals First Line: Whene'er we meet you always say Topics: The Gospel Used With Tune: TIDINGS

Escuto a Voz do Bom Jesus

Author: Salomão Luiz Ginsburg; George D. Watson Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Escuto a voz do bom Jesus: "Segue-me, vem, segue-me." Used With Tune: GINSBURG
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Let Me Die

Author: Janette Palmiter Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8.8.6 Appears in 32 hymnals First Line: O God, my heart doth long for Thee Lyrics: 1 O God, my heart doth long for Thee: Let me die, let me die. Now set my soul at liberty: Let me die, let me die. To all the trifling things of earth, They’re now to me of little worth; My Savior calls, I’m going forth: Let me die, let me die. 2 Thy slaying power in me display, Let me die, let me die. I must be dead from day to day, Let me die, let me die. Unto the world and its applause, To all the customs, fashions, laws, Of those who hate the humbling cross, Let me die, let me die. 3 My friends may say, "I’ll ruined be," Let me die, let me die. But all I leave, and follow Thee, Let me die, let me die. Their arguments will never weigh, Nor stand the trying judgment day; Help me to cast them all away, Let me die, let me die. 4 Oh, must I die to scoffs and jeers, Let me die, let me die. I must be freed from slavish fears, Let me die, let me die. So dead that no desire shall rise To pass for good, or great, or wise, In any but my Savior’s eyes! Let me die, let me die. 5 If Christ would live and reign in me, I must die, I must die. Like Him I crucified must be, I must die, I must die. Lord, drive the nails, nor heed the groans, My flesh may writhe, and make its moans, But in this way and this alone, I must die, I must die. 6 Begin at once to drive the nails, I must die, I must die. Oh, suffer not my heart to fail, I must die, I must die. O Christ, I look to Thee for power To help me to endure the hour When, crucified by sovereign power, I shall die, I shall die. 7 When I am dead, then, Lord, to Thee I shall live, I shall live! My time, my strength, my all to Thee, Will I give, will I give. Oh, may the Son now make me free! Here, Lord, I give my all to Thee, For time and for eternity, I will live, I will live. Used With Tune: TERNOPIL Text Sources: Spiritual Songs and Hymns for Pilgrims (New Church Ed.) by Benjamin Titus Roberts (Rochester, NY: B. T. Roberts, 1879)

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