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Sweet Easter Bells

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6410 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: On mountain height, by peaceful shores Lyrics: 1. On mountain height, by peaceful shores, O’er sunny meads, in shaded dells; Awake, your sacred echoes, wake, Ring out your chimes, sweet Easter bells! Let humble fane and lofty dome Each answer each in tuneful swells, O’er every temple to His praise, Ring loud and clear sweet Easter bells. 2. The orb of day his course pursues, And in his path all shade dispels; With him encircling earth around, Ring out, ring out sweet Easter bells. Sweet Easter bells, glad Easter bells, Your liquid melody foretells That morn when death itself shall die, And Heaven ring, sweet Easter bells. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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O God, Today We May Forget

Author: Nellie H. Butler Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8011 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O God, today we may forget How awful and how great art Thou, The terrors that our sins have set Around Thy throne, about Thy brow; Thy will, unsearchable to man, Thy power that hath encompassed all— That whirled the spheres, ere time began, And marked rebellious angels’ fall. 2 O Jesus, now we cannot weep; Thy cross transfigured seems to rise. Celestial armies round it keep Eternal vigil in the skies. We cannot feel Thy suffering, Nor see Thy coronet of thorn; We only hear the seraphs sing That Christ, the Prince of Peace, is born. 3 O Holy Ghost, our Father’s gift, Suffuse our inmost beings, till Immortal joy our spirits lift, And holds them captive to Thy will. Today Thou dost not come to chide, Or bring our guilt before Thy face; But, pure and clean, we may abide In Thine own secret dwelling place. 4 A little child to us is given, A tender halo on His head, His smile hath caught the light of Heaven, And human woe is comforted! He sleeps in every stricken breast, He gazes into weary eyes. And lo! a blessèd peace and rest Steals on our hearts from Paradise. 5 Ah, soul of mine, canst thou withstand The presence of that Child divine, Or thrust aside the little hand He lays so trustingly in thine? Oh! join the world’s great hymn of love, That never ending, rapturous lay! While cherubim and saints above Adore the Babe of Christmas day. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Stupendous Grace

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8022 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Stupendous grace! and can it be Lyrics: 1 Stupendous grace! and can it be Designed for rebels such as we? O let our ardent praises rise High as our hopes beyond the skies! This flesh, by righteous vengeance slain, Might ever in the dust remain: There guilty spirits sent to dwell Midst all the flames and fiends of hell. 2 But lo! Incarnate Love descends; Down to the sepulcher it bends; Rising, it tears the bars away, And springs to its own native day. Then was our sepulcher unbarred, Then was our path to glory cleared; Then, if that Savior be our own, Did we ascend a heav’nly throne. 3 A moment shall our joy complete, And fix us in that shining seat, Bought by the pangs our Lord endured, And by unchanging truth secured. O may that love, in strains sublime, Be sung to the last hour of time! And let eternity confess, Thro’ all its rounds, the matchless grace. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Lord In The Unbeginning Years

Author: John Bowring Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10500 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Lord! in the unbeginning years Lyrics: 1 Lord! in the unbeginning years, Whose course is wrapped in trackless night, Ere Thou hadst launched the heavenly spheres, Or waked this wandering world to light; What were Thy words, Thy works, and how Didst Thou Thy glorious march record? For Thou wert great and good, as now, Of love the source, of light the Lord. 2 And in the unending ages, far Beyond the utmost reach of mind, When all that is, and all that are, Shall leave not e’en a wreck behind: Oh! what shall be Thy bright career, Lord of the eternal, changeless will? Thou will be there supreme, as here— All wise, all good, almighty still! 3 Yes! shrouded in the mystery, The past, the future’s dark abyss, Bright clouds of splendor circle Thee, And light Thy path from bliss to bliss. This is our faith, our hope, our trust, Through thought’s immeasurable range, Time is a dream, and man is dust— But Thou—but Thou canst never change! Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Welcome The Bright Millennial Day

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11161 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Welcome the bright millennial day When former things are passed away, When earth in righteousness renewed, Blooms as at the beginning good! Wine from the mountain tops distills, And milky currents from the hills, Rivers of living water rise, Pure as their Fountain in the skies. 2 Forth issuing from Jehovah’s throne Sent by the Father and the Son, The Holy Ghost His fullness pours In glorious, everlasting showers; The King of saints resides below, His Spirit doth our vale o’erflow, Brings back the garden of the Lord, And shows us paradise restored. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Head Of Thy Suffering Church Below

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11469 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Head of Thy suffering Church below, We ask in faith the passive power, Thy perfect strength in weakness show, And arm us for the dreadful hour. Prepare the soul Thou first shalt call To own in death the pardoning God, To die for Him who died for all, And seal the record with his blood. 2 O let Thy soldier, Lord, endure The daily cross with joy to prove; Give him a heart resolved and pure, And meek, and full of patient love. Give him, when now the day draws near, His utter helplessness to see; Give him the self-mistrusting fear, The humble awe that cleaves to Thee. 3 To Thee let him in faith look up, And claim the succors from above, And rise to all the strength of hope, To all th’omnipotence of love. O’erwhelm him with th’amazing grace, That He, so poor, so self abhorred, Least of the blood besprinkled race, That he should suffer for his Lord! 4 Give him th’indubitable sign, That all his sufferings are for Thee; Assure his heart the cause is Thine, And Thou wilt get the victory. Give him, before he bows his head, The sight to fervent Stephen given, The everlasting doors displayed, The glories of a widespread Heaven. 5 Show him Thyself at God’s right hand: Thou on the faithful soul look down, Thou by thy dying champion stand, And give to him the starry crown. Inspire him with Thy tender care For those who nailed Thee to the wood, And give to his expiring prayer The men that drive his soul to God. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Savior of men, our joy supreme

Author: Richard Mant Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11978 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Savior of men, our joy supreme, The heart’s desire and pure delight; Who by Thy love didst those redeem, Whom Thou created by Thy might: What unknown love could Thee constrain, Our sins, all sinless, to sustain? And death’s sharp sting to crucify, That we might live and never die? 2 Thou break’st through Chaos’ old domain, Unbind’st the prisoned captive’s band, And with triumphant state dost reign In glory on Thy Sire’s right hand. O for our woes benignly feel; Our wounds with gentle mercy heal; Our eyes, which long Thy face to see, Glad with the blissful sight of Thee! 3 Be Thou our heav’nward guide and way, Thou of our hearts the aim and goal; Wipe Thou our tears with joy away, Revive and gladden Thou the soul! To Thee, ascended up to Heav’n, Triumphant Son, be glory giv’n; And, girt with Heav’n’s adoring host, Thee, Sire of all; Thee, Holy Ghost! Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION
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Thy Glory, Lord, The Heavens Declare

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13771 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare, The firmament displays Thy skill; The changing clouds, the viewless air, Tempest and calm Thy word fulfill; Day unto day doth utter speech, And night to night Thy knowledge teach. 2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear, Well known the language of their song, When one by one the stars appear, Led by the silent moon along, Till round the earth, from all the sky, Thy beauty beams on every eye. 3 Waked by Thy touch, the morning sun Comes like a bridegroom from his bower, And, like a giant, glad to run His bright career with speed and power— Thy flaming messenger, to dart Life through the depth of Nature’s heart. 4 While these transporting visions shine Along the path of Providence, Glory eternal, joy divine, Thy word reveals, transcending sense— My soul Thy goodness longs to see, Thy love to man, Thy love to me. Languages: English Tune Title: CREATION

The Spacious Firmament on High

Author: Joseph Addison Hymnal: Songs of the Church #21 (1990) Tune Title: [The spacious firmament on high]
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The Heavens Are Telling

Hymnal: International Praise #158 (1902) First Line: The heavens are telling the glory of God Languages: English Tune Title: [The heavens are telling the glory of God]

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