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Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise

Author: St John of Damascus; J. M. Neale, 1818-66 Hymnal: The New English Hymnal #122 (1986) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise, That best and greatest shinest: Lady and queen and day of days, Of things divine, divinest! On thee our praises Christ adore For ever and for evermore. 2 Come, let us taste the Vine’s new fruit, For heavenly joy preparing; To-day the branches with the Root In Resurrection sharing: Whom as true God our hymns adore For ever and for evermore. 3 Rise, Sion, rise! and looking forth, Behold thy children round thee! From east and west, from south and north, Thy scattered sons have found thee; And in thy bosom Christ adore For ever and for evermore. 4 O Father, O co-equal Son, O co-eternal Spirit, In persons Three, in Godhead One, And One in power and merit; In thee baptized, we thee adore For ever and for evermore. Amen. Topics: The Christian Year Eastertide Languages: English Tune Title: MACH'T MIT MIR GOTT
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Let me go, the day is breaking

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #132 (1854) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: Let me go, the day is breaking, Dear companions, let me go; We have spent a night of waking In the wilderness below; 135 Upward now I bend my way, Part we here at break of day. Let me go, I may not tarry, Wrestling thus with doubts and fears, Angels wait my soul to carry, Where my risen Lord appears; Friends and kindred, weep not so, If you love me let me go. We have travell'd long together, Hand in hand, and heart in heart, Both through calm and stormy weather, And 'tis hard, 'tis hard to part, Yet we must;--"Farewell!" to you; Answer, one and all, "Adieu!" 'Tis not darkness gathering round me, Which withdraws me from your sight; Walls of flesh no more can bound me, But, translated into light, Like the lark on mounting wing, Though unseen you hear me sing. Heaven's broad day hath o'er me broken, Far beyond earth's span of sky; I am dead;--nay, by this token, Know that I have ceased to die; Would you solve the mystery? Come up hither,--come and see! Topics: Heavenly longings Scripture: Genesis 32:26 Languages: English
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Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise

Author: J. M. Neale; St. John Damascene Hymnal: The English Hymnal #138 (1906) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Languages: English
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To Realms of Glory I Behold

Author: Johan Olof Wallin; Claude W. Foss Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #146 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 To realms of glory I behold My risen Lord returning; While I, a stranger in the earth, For heav'n am ever yearning. Far from my heav'nly Father’s home, ’Mid toil and sorrow here I roam. 2 Far from my home--how long, dear Lord, Before my exile endeth? But far beyond the realms of sense My fervent prayer ascendeth: My prayer, unuttered, but a groan, Shall rend the skies and reach Thy throne. 3 Then visions of the goodly land By faith my soul obtaineth; There I shall dwell for evermore Where Christ in glory reigneth, In mansions of that bright abode, The city of the living God. 4 In that blest city is no night, Nor any pain or weeping; There is my treasure, there my heart, Safe in my Saviour’s keeping; In heaven, my blessèd Lord, with Thee, May all my conversation be. 5 In glory He shall come again To earth as He ascended; So let me wait and watch and pray, Until my day is ended. that day, O Lord, is hid from me, But daily do I wait for Thee. 6 And blessèd shall that servant be, O Lord, at Thy returning, Whose heart is waiting, Lord, for Thee, Whose lamp is trimmed and burning; Him wilt Thou take to dwell with Thee, In joy and peace eternally. Amen. Topics: Church Year Ascension; Ascension; Trinity, Twenty-seventh Sunday; Christ Second Advent of; Heaven Yearning for; Second Advent; Treasure above Scripture: Mark 16:14-20 Languages: English Tune Title: MACHS MIT MIR, GOTT, NACH DEINER GÜT

Sean todos bienvenidos

Author: J. B. Cabrera Hymnal: Himnario Evangelico Luterano ... 2nd ed. #159 (1939) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Languages: Spanish

Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise

Hymnal: Songs of Praise #168 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8
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Though We All in Sinful Blindness

Author: Francis Turner Palgrave Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #173 (1926) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Though we all in sinful blindness From Thy gracious paths have strayed. Cold to Thee and all Thy kindness, Willful, reckless, or afraid; Thro' dim clouds that gather round us, Thou hast sought, and Thou hast found us. 2 O most Merciful, most Holy, Light Thy wanderers on their way; Keep us ever Thine, Thine wholly, Suffer us no more to stray! Cloud and storm oft gather round us; We were lost, but Thou hast found us. Amen. Topics: Church Year Trinity Season; Second Sunday after Easter; Trinity, Third Sunday; Spiritual Blindness; Christ Work of; Names and Office of Christ Shepherd; Call to the sinner Languages: English Tune Title: DIESES IST DER TAG DER WONNE
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God's Gift It Is to Eat and Drink

Author: Calvin Seerveld Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #190 (1987) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Topics: Comfort & Encouragement; Sickness & Health; Comfort & Encouragement; Providence; Sickness & Health; Wisdom Scripture: Ecclesiastes 3:13-15 Languages: English Tune Title: MACHS MIT MIR
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Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise

Author: John of Damascus, 8th cent.; John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #198 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise, that best and greatest shinest; fair Easter, queen of all the days, of seasons, best, divinest! Christ rose from death; and we adore for ever and for evermore. 2. Come, let us taste the vine's new fruit, for heavenly joy preparing; today the branches with the root in resurrection sharing: whom as true God our hymns adore for ever and for evermore. Topics: Easter Languages: English Tune Title: MACH'S MIT MIR, GOTT
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Lord, to Thee I make confession

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #199 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, to Thee I make confession: I have sinned and gone astray, I have multiplied transgression, Chosen for myself my way. Now I see my grievous error, And my heart is struck with terror. 2 Yet, though conscience' voice appall me, Father, I will seek Thy face; Though Thy child I dare not call me, Yet receive me to Thy grace: Do not for my sins forsake me, Do not let Thy wrath o'ertake me. 3 Thy dear Son hath suffered for me, And the blood He shed for sin, That can heal me and restore me, Quench this burning fire within; 'Tis alone His cross can vanquish These dark fears and soothe this anguish. 4 Then on Him I cast my burden, Sink it in the depths below. Let me feel Thy gracious pardon, Wash me, make me white as snow. Let Thy Spirit leave me never, Make me wholly Thine forever! Topics: Faith Weak Languages: English Tune Title: LORD, TO THEE I MAKE CONFESSION

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