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Behold The Lamb Of God

Author: Caroline L. Shacklock Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15958 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: The stormy path of earthly life Refrain First Line: O when our Lord shall come again Lyrics: 1 The stormy path of earthly life In human guise He trod, When first the blest assurance comes, Behold the Lamb of God! Refrain: O when our Lord shall come again, Be this the song we sing, Behold the Lamb who once was slain Our Savior and our King. 2 The Lamb of God once sacrificed, To save a world from sin, Thro’ Him alone we come to God, And life eternal win. [Refrain] 3 To bear our griefs He meekly bowed Beneath the chastening rod, ’Tis by His stripes our souls are healed, The perfect Lamb of God! [Refrain] 4 They knew Him not for whom He left The realms of light above, Despised by those for whom He died, O wondrous depth of love! [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: BROVARY
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Like Flowers That Bloom

Author: Daniel W. Whittle Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15989 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: O joyful life, to live for God Languages: English Tune Title: KERMAN
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The Galilean Fishers Toil

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16065 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: The Ga­li­lean fish­ers toil Lyrics: 1 The Ga­li­lean fish­ers toil All night, and no­thing take; But Je­sus comes–a won­drous spoil Is lift­ed from the lake. 2 Lord, when our la­bors are in vain, And vain the help of men, When fruit­less is our care and pain, Come bless­èd Je­su, then! 3 The night is dark, the surg­es fill The bark, the wild winds roar; But Je­sus comes, and all is still— The ship is at the shore. 4 O Lord, when storms around us howl, And all is dark and drear, In all the tem­pests of the soul, O bless­èd Je­su, hear! 5 A frail one, thrice de­ny­ing Thee, Saw mer­cy in Thine eyes; The pe­ni­tent up­on the tree Was borne to pa­ra­dise. 6 In hours of sin and deep dis­tress, O show us, Lord, Thy face; In pe­ni­ten­tial lone­li­ness, O give us, Je­su, grace! 7 The faith­ful few re­tire in fear Unto the up­per room; But suddenly, with joyful cheer, They see their Master come. 8 Lord, come to us, unloose our bands, And bid our terrors cease, Lift over us Thy blessèd hands, Speak, holy Jesu, peace. 9 In days when faith will scarce be found, And wolves be in the fold, When sin and sorrow will abound, And charity wax cold, 10 Then hear Thy saints, who to Thee pray To bring them to their home; Hear, when the Bride and Spirit say, "Come, blessed Jesu, come!" Languages: English Tune Title: A LITTLE KINGDOM
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Dear Jesus, Ever At My Side

Author: Frederick W. Faber, 1814-1863 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16136 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: Dear Je­sus! ev­er at my side Lyrics: 1 Dear Je­sus! ev­er at my side, How lov­ing Thou must be To leave Thy home in Heav’n to guard A lit­tle child like me. 2 Thy beau­ti­ful and shin­ing face I see not, though so near; The sweet­ness of Thy soft low voice I am too deaf to hear. 3 I can­not feel Thee touch my hand, With pres­sure light and mild, To check me, as my mo­ther did, When I was but a child. 4 But I have felt Thee in my thoughts, Rebuking sin for me; And when my heart loves God, I know The sweet­ness is from Thee. 5 And when, dear Sav­ior, I kneel down, Morning and night in pray­er, Something there is with­in my heart Which tells me Thou art there. 6 Yes, when I pray, Thou pray­est too— Thy pray­er is all for me; But when I sleep, Thou sleepest not, But watch­est pa­tient­ly, Languages: English Tune Title: WEEHAWKEN
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The Two Advents

Author: George W. Doane Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16195 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: He came not with His heav’nly crown, Lyrics: 1 He came not with His heav’nly crown, His scepter clad with power; His coming was in feebleness, The infant of an hour. A humble manger cradled first The virgin’s holy birth, And lowing herds companioned there The Lord of Heav’n and earth. 2 He came not in His robe of wrath, With arm outstretched to slay; But, on the darkling paths of earth, To pour celestial day, To guide in peace the wandering feet, The broken heart to bind; And bear upon the painful cross The sins of human kind. 3 And Thou hast borne them, Savior meek! And therefore unto Thee In humbleness and gratitude, Our hearts shall offered be; And greenly, as the festal bough That on Thy altar lies, Our souls, our bodies, all be Thine, A living sacrifice! 4 Yet once again Thy sign shall be Upon the heav’ns displayed, And earth and its inhabitants, Be terribly afraid; For not in weakness clad Thou com’st Our woes, our sins, to bear, But girt with all Thy Father’s might, His vengeance to declare. 5 The terrors of that awful day, Oh! who shall understand? Or who abide, when Thou in wrath Shall lift Thy holy hand? The earth shall quake, the sea shall roar, The sun in heav’n grow pale, But Thou hast sworn, and wilt not change, Thy faithful shall not fail! 6 Then grant us, Savior! so to pass Our time in trembling here, That when, upon the clouds of heav’n, Thy glory shall appear, Uplifting high our joyful heads, In triumph we may rise, And enter, with Thy angel train, Thy temple in the skies! Languages: English Tune Title: BETHLEHEM
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There Are No Tears In Heaven

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #19382 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: What if our bark o’er life’s rough wave Lyrics: 1 What if our bark o’er life’s rough wave By adverse winds be driv’n, And howling tempests round us rave— There are no tears in Heav’n. What though affliction be our lot, Our hearts with anguish riv’n; Still, let it never be forgot— There are no tears in Heav’n. 2 Our sweetest joys here banish all, And fade like hues at ev’n; Our brightest hopes like meteors fall— There are no tears in Heav’n. The mourner sad, who drowned in grief, Hath long in sorrow striven, Shall find, at last, a sweet relief— There are no tears in Heav’n. 3 Thou, God, our joy and rest shall be, And sorrow far be driv’n; And sin and death forever flee— There are no tears in Heav’n. There from the blooming tree of life, The healing fruit is giv’n; There, there shall cease the painful strife— There are no tears in Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ESCOBEDO

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