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Eternal God, whose power upholds

Author: Henry Hallam Tweedy Appears in 55 hymnals Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS NEW
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As shadows cast by cloud and sun

Author: William C. Bryant Appears in 61 hymnals Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS
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Anniversary Hymn

Author: Katharine L. Bates Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Our fathers, in the years grown dim Lyrics: 1. Our fathers, in the years grown dim, reared slowly, wall by wall A holy dwelling place for Him, that filleth all in all. They wrought His house of faith and prayer, the rainbow round the throne, A precious temple builded fair on Christ the Cornerstone. 2. The angel of the golden reed hath found the measure strait; He hears the Great Foundation plead for ampler wall and gate. The living pillars of the Truth grown on from morn to morn, And still the heresy of youth is age’s creed outworn. 3. But steadfast is their inner shrine wrought of the heart’s fine gold, Its hunger and its thirst divine, with jewels manifold, Red sard of pain, hope’s emerald gleam, white peace, no glory missed Of righteous life and saintly dream, jasper to amethyst. 4. Spirit of truth, forbid that we who now God’s temple are And keep the faith with minds more free, our father’s fabric mar. Better than thoughts the stars that search is self still sacrificed, For only love can build the church whose cornerstone is Christ. Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS

Unidos en espíritu

Author: Juan Bautista Cabrera, 1837-1916 Appears in 12 hymnals Topics: Pascua Scripture: Luke 24:1-8 Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS NEW
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Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 96 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass, Ye bars of iron, yield, And let the King of Glory pass; The cross is in the field: That banner, brighter than the star That leads the train of night, Shines on their march, and guides from far His servants to the fight. 2 A holy war those servants wage; Mysteriously at strife, The pow'rs of heav'n and hell engage For more than death of life. Ye armies of the living God, His sacramental host, Where hallowed footsteps never trod Take your appointed post: 3 Though few and small and weak your bands, Strong in your Captain's strength Go to the conquest of all lands; All must be his at length. Those spoils at his victorious feet You shall rejoice to lay, And lay yourselves, as trophies meet, In his great judgment-day. 4 O fear not, faint nor, halt not now; In Jesus' Name be strong; To him shall all the nations bow, And sing with you this song: "Uplifted are the gates of brass, The bars of iron yield; Behold the King of Glory pass; The cross has won the field." Amen. Topics: Christian warfare; The Church Missions; Gospel Triumph of; Missions Scripture: Isaiah 45:2 Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS NEW
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Der Meister zeiht zum Kampf voran

Author: W. Horn Appears in 1 hymnal Used With Tune: [Der Meister zeiht zum Kampf voran]
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O God, Thy pow'r is wonderful

Author: Rev. Frederick W. Faber Appears in 39 hymnals Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS, NEW
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O Master Workman of the Race

Author: Jay T. Stocking Appears in 111 hymnals Used With Tune: [O Master workman of the race]
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Within this temple, reared of old

Author: Ambrose Nichols Blatchford Appears in 1 hymnal Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS NEW
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Hosannah to the Prince of Light

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 145 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Hosannah to the Prince of light, That clothed Himself in clay, Entered the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. Death is no more the king of dread, Since our Immanuel rose; He took the tyrant’s sting away, And spoiled our hellish foes. 2. See how the conqueror mounts aloft, And to His Father flies, With scars of honor in His flesh And triumph in His eyes. There our exalted Savior reigns, And scatters blessings down; Our Jesus fills the middle seat Of the celestial throne. 3. Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, To reach His blest abode; Sweet be the accents of your songs To our incarnate God. Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, Your sweetest voices raise; Let Heav’n and all created things Sound our Immanuel’s praise. Used With Tune: ALL SAINTS Text Sources: Hymns and Spiritual Songs 1707-9, Book II, number 76

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