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Jesus, Redeemer, Ere The Light
Author: Frederick C. Husenbeth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8383 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Redeemer, ere the light,
Born in transcendent glory bright;
Effulgent Thou, with equal beam
Proceeding from Thy Sire supreme.
2 Thee the great Father’s light we know,
Eternal hope of all below;
Regard our prayer, to Thee we fly,
Oh, hear Thy suppliant servants’ cry.
3 Redeemer, blest Creator, Thou
For our redemption once didst bow;
Assuming, to avert our doom,
Man’s nature from the virgin’s womb.
4 This joyful day returns to prove
That miracle of boundless love,
When by the Father’s only Son
The world’s salvation was begun.
5 Him the bright stars, the earth, the sea
And all beneath Heav’n’s canopy,
The author of our birth anew,
Praise with new hymns and glory due.
6 And we, whom Thy atoning blood
Has cleansed with pure redeeming flood,
With hymns on this Thy natal day,
The tribute of our homage pay.
7 Jesus, of virgin born, to Thee
May praise and glory ever be,
With Father and with Holy Ghost,
By men and Heav’n’s eternal host. Languages: English Tune Title: KANSAS CITY
Jesus, Redeemer, Ere The Light
They Who Confess The Savior Here
Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11267 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 They who confess the Savior here,
Must count upon the worldling’s sneer;
Must reckon on his malice, too,
Nor fear to stand among the few.
2 How many, thro’ the fear of shame,
Refuse to own the Savior’s name!
Lest fools the question should renew,
And cry, Are ye deceivèd, too?
3 The fear of man thus brings a snare,
For few his frown and scorn can bear,
But they should think what Jesus says,
Them who confess Me I’ll confess.
4 Ah Lord! with truth we all may tell,
That we have loved the world too well;
O make us valiant in Thy cause!
And careless of the world’s applause.
5 While we despise the earthly scorn,
Let all our works Thy truth adorn!
And when Thy glorious day we see,
O let us be confessed of Thee! Languages: English Tune Title: KANSAS CITY
They Who Confess The Savior Here
As On A Hill Top Gained At Last
Author: James D. Burns, 1823-1864 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11659 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: As on a hill-top gained at last Lyrics: 1 As on a hill-top gained at last,
By many a step, we stand today,
To look behind us on the past,
Before us on o’er our future way.
2 A year of Sabbaths come and gone,
Months bright with mercies meet our gaze;
Thy hand, O God, hath led us on,
Thy goodness claims our song of praise.
3 Within Thy house can we forget
Our Father’s love, so rich and free?
Can we forget the mighty debt,
Our Savior, that we owe to Thee ?
4 Oh may the year that now begins,
Behold us choose the heavenward way,
Redeem the time, forsake our sins,
And follow Thee, Lord, day by day.
5 Today to each the choice is giv’n,
How long it may be, who can tell—
On this side lies the bliss of Heav’n,
On that the awful gloom of hell.
6 Jesus, Thy pleading look we see,
Thy wounded hands, Thy thorn-wreathed brow—
Help us to yield our hearts to Thee—
To yield them all, and yield them now. Languages: English Tune Title: KANSAS CITY
As On A Hill Top Gained At Last
The Volunteer's Burial
Author: Paul Benjamin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8907 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: ’Tis eve; one brightly beaming star Lyrics: 1 ’Tis eve; one brightly beaming star
Shines from the eastern heav’n afar,
To light the footsteps of the brave,
Slow marching to a comrade’s grave.
2 And whose the form, all stark and cold,
Thus ready for the loosened mould,
And stretched upon so rude a bier?
Thine, soldier, thine! the Volunteer.
3 Poor Volunteer! the shot, the blow,
Or swift disease hath laid him low;
And few his early loss deplore—
His battle fought, his journey o’er.
4 Alas! no wife’s fond arms caressed,
His cheek no tender mother pressed;
No pitying soul was by his side,
As lonely in his tent he died.
5 He died—the Volunteer—at noon;
At evening came the small platoon
That soon will leave him to his rest,
With sods upon his manly breast.
6 Hark to their fire! his only knell—
More solemn than the passing bell;
For ah! it tells a spirit flown,
Unshriven, to the home unknown.
7 Alas! like him, how many more
Like cold upon Potomac’s shore!
How many green unnoted graves
Are bordered by those placid waves.
8 Wake! soldier, wake! from sorrow flee,
And sin and strife. ’Tis well with thee.
’Tis well; though not a single tear
Laments the buried Volunteer! Languages: English Tune Title: KANSAS CITY
The Volunteer's Burial
There Is A Land Mine Eye Hath Seen
Author: Gurdon Robins Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8018 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 There is a land mine eye hath seen,
In visions of enraptured thought,
So bright that all which spreads between
Is with its radiant glory fraught:
2 A land upon whose blissful shore
There rests no shadow, falls no stain;
There those who meet shall part no more,
And those long parted meet again.
3 Its skies are not like earthly skies,
With varying hues of shade and light;
It hath no need of sun to rise,
To dissipate the gloom of night.
4 There sweeps no desolating wind
Across that calm, serene abode;
The wanderer there a home may find,
Within the paradise of God. Languages: English Tune Title: KANSAS CITY
There Is A Land Mine Eye Hath Seen
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