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The firm foundation

Hymnal: LL1881 #119 (1881) First Line: How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord Lyrics: 1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said,-- To you who for refuge to Jesus have fled? 2 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall He, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 3 "E'en down to old age all my people shall prove My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; And then when grey hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 4 "The soul that on Jesus still leans for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake!" Languages: English

Take the pardon now, Take the pardon now

Author: Mrs. C. L. Schacklock Hymnal: LL1881 #120 (1881) First Line: O thou weary captive, Fettered by thy guilt Lyrics: 1 O thou weary captive, Fettered by thy guilt, For thy soul's deliv'rance, Jesus' blood was spilt; Open in thy prison, if thou only wilt Take the offer'd pardon now. Refrain: Take the pardon now, Take the pardon now, He hath paid thy ransom with his precious blood. Whitened all thy garments in the cleansing flood, Captive, take thy pardon now. 2 At the bar of justice he hath plead for thee, For thy dark transgression borne the penalty; Now the offer'd mercy, measureless and free, Take the offer'd pardon now. Refrain: Take the pardon now, Take the pardon now, Leave thy dungeon's darkness, for the light of day; Trust His tender guidance, He will lead the way, Take the offer'd pardon now. Languages: English Tune Title: [O thou weary captive, Fettered by thy guilt]

We three kings of Orient are

Author: J. H. Hopkins, Jr. Hymnal: LL1881 #121 (1881) Refrain First Line: Oh, star of wonder, star of night Lyrics: 1 We three kings of Orient are; Bearing gifts we traverse afar Field and fountain, Moor and mountain, Following yonder star. Chorus: Oh, star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright, Westward leading, Still proceeding, Guide us to the perfect Light. 2 Born a King on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown him again, King for ever, Ceasing never, Over us all to reign. [Chorus] 3 Frankincense to offer have I, Incense owns a deity nigh, Pray'r and praising, All men raising, Worship him, God on high. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [We three kings of Orient are]

God wants the boys and girls

Author: Rev. J. E. Kittredge, Genesee, N. Y. Hymnal: LL1881 #122 (1881) First Line: God wants the boys, the merry, merry boys Lyrics: 1 God wants the boys, the merry, merry boys, The noisy boys, the funny boys, The thoughtless boys. God wants the boys with all their joys, That he as gold may make them pure, And teach them trials to endure, His heroes brave, He'll have them be, Fighting for truth and purity. God wants the boys, God wants the boys. 2 God wants the girls, the happy-hearted girls, The loving girls, the best of girls, The worst of girls-- God wants to make the girls His pearls, And so reflect His holy face, And bring to mind His wondrous grace, That beautiful, The world may be, And filled with love and purity. God wants the girls, God wants the girls. Languages: English Tune Title: [God wants the boys, the merry, merry boys]

The heavens declare thy glory

Hymnal: LL1881 #123 (1881) First Line: The heavens declare thy glory, Lord Lyrics: 1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord; In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And night and day thy power confess; But the blest volume thou hast write, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey they praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blessed That see the light or feel the sun. Languages: English

The Word of God

Hymnal: LL1881 #123b (1881) First Line: Behold the morning sun Lyrics: 1 Behold the morning sun, Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word! And all thy judgments just; Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given? Oh, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven! Languages: English

Wonderful grace

Author: Rev. J. R. Martin Hymnal: LL1881 #124 (1881) First Line: Joyful sound that I love to hear Refrain First Line: Wonderful grace! infinite grace! Lyrics: 1 Joyful sound that I love to hear, Tidings of heavenly grace, Music sweet to my ravished ear, Hope of a dying race. Refrain: Wonderful grace! infinite grace! Infinite grace to me! Wonderful grace! wonderful grace, Infinite, rich and free! 2 Spread the news of redeming love, Publish it far and wide, Speak of Christ from the heav'n above, Tell of the Lamb that died. [Refrain] 3 Tell the story the world around, Shout it in ev'ry place, Fill the world with the blessed sound, Sing of the wondrous grace.[[Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Joyful sound that I love to hear]

My ain countrie

Author: Miss M. A. Lee Hymnal: LL1881 #125 (1881) First Line: I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles Lyrics: 1 I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles, For the lang'd-for-hame-bringing, an' my Father's welcome smiles, I'll ne'er be fu' content, until my een do see The gow den gates of heav'n, an' my ain countrie. The earth is fleck'd wi' flow'rs, mony-tinted-fresh and gay; The birdies warble blithely, for my Father made them sae; But these sichts an' these soun's wil as naething be to me, When I hear the angels singing in my ain countrie. 2 I've his gude word of promise, that, some gladsome day, the King, To his ain royal palace, his banished hame will bring Wi' een' an' wi' heart running owre we shall see "The King in his beauty," an' our ain countrie. My sins hae been mony, and my sorrows hae been sair; But there they'll never vex me, nor be remembered mair, For his bluid hath made me white, and his hand shall dry my e'e, When he brings me hame at last to my ain countrie. Languages: English Tune Title: [I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles]

Precious words

Author: Mrs. Loula E. Rogers Hymnal: LL1881 #126 (1881) First Line: Precious forever! oh, wonderful words Refrain First Line: Precious forever to you and to me Lyrics: 1 Precious forever! oh, wonderful words, Teach me the pathway of duty; Lead me beside the still waters of life, Flowing thro' valleys of beauty. Refrain: Precious forever to you and to me, Words that our Saviour has spoken, Bearing salvation far over the sea, Healing the hearts that are broken! 2 Freely His offers their promise to all, "Come unto me whosoever," Sinners oppress'd with a burden of woe, Drink of the bountiful river. [Refrain] 3 Would'st thou refuse the sweet solace He gives, In the midnight of thy sorrow? Would'st thou go on in the darkness of sin, Longing for no bright tomorrow? [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Precious forever! oh, wonderful words]

Ross

Hymnal: LL1881 #127 (1881) First Line: Calm on the list'ning ear of night Lyrics: 1 Calm on the list'ning ear of night Come heav'n's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver mantled plains. 2 Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there; And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. 3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy heights, The Day Spring from on high. Languages: English Tune Title: ROSS