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Blessed Is The Man Who Makes The Word

Author: Harriet Auber Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal
Blessed Is The Man Who Makes The Word
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Today a Wonder We Behold

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: To-day a wonder we behold, A Mystery profound,-- The Great Invisible of old Before our eyes is bound: And He Who came to set us free, Is held in base captivity. 26 The judge of all, to Whose assize The race of man shall wend, When He to judgement shall arise, And forth the summons send,-- Behold Him, faultless and alone, Before an earthly judgement throne. And cruel hands are on Him laid, And smite Him on the face, 'Though by Himself the hands were made, Thus sullied with disgrace; Creation, view the awful sight, The creature his Creator smite. He, Who Immortal Life bestows, And hades' might defies, Is hurried by relentless hands, To Calvary, where He dies;-- And all is borne,--the scorn, the Cross, In love to save our souls from loss. Text Sources: Sticheron Idiomelon from Vespers on Friday of Passion Week
Today a Wonder We Behold
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A Fount of mercy, Lord, Thou art

Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: A Fount of mercy, Lord, Thou art, Perennial and Divine; Thou Source of every lasting good, All needed grace is Thine; Now to the sufferer healing give, And touch the sick, that he may live. O Saviour, Who alone art God, Thy hand is quick to heal, For Thou didst wear our feeble flesh, And all its ailments feel; And Thou canst make the sufferer whole, And save the sin-afflicted soul. 115 O Christ, the great Physician Thou, Tender and full of power; Now with the oil of grace anoint The sufferer at this hour; Bid Thou the pain and weakness cease, And give the sore afflicted peace.
A Fount of mercy, Lord, Thou art

We Have a Dream

Author: C. Stanley Thoburn Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: We have a dream--a multitude
We Have a Dream

To Heathen Dreams Of Human Pride

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: [To Heathen Dreams Of Human Pride] Text Sources: A House of Praise (Hope Publishing Company,, 2003)
To Heathen Dreams Of Human Pride
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In Christ I Feel the Heart of God

Author: Lucy Larcom Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 19 hymnals Lyrics: 1. In Christ I feel the heart of God Throbbing from Heav’n through earth; Life stirs again within the clod, Renewed in beauteous birth; The soul springs up, a flower of prayer, Breathing His breath out on the air. 2. In Christ I touch the hand of God, From His pure height reached down, By blessèd ways before untrod, To lift us to our crown; Vict’ry that only perfect is Through loving sacrifice, like His. 3. Holding His hand, my steadied feet May walk the air, the seas; On life and death His smile falls sweet, Lights up all mysteries; Stranger nor exile can I be In new worlds where He leadeth me. 4. Not my Christ only; He is ours: Humanity’s close bond; Key to its vast, unopened powers, Dream of our dreams beyond. What yet we shall be none can tell: Now we are His, and all is well. Used With Tune: SOLITUDE Text Sources: Wild Roses of Cape Ann, 1881
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My heart was sad because of sin

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: My heart was sad because of sin, And lo, the night came down, And dark without, and dark within I shrank before Thy frown; Now pity, Lord, my woeful state, And save me in Thy mercy great. I lift mine eyes to where the Christ My awful burden bore, And see the offering that sufficed,-- His stripes and anguish sore; The riven side, the thorny crown, The wounds from which His blood flowed down. O Love no loving heart e'er gave! Like light from heaven it flows; And now for Him Who died to save, My love responsive glows; And joy resounds my heart within, That once was sad because of sin.
My heart was sad because of sin

May I, A Pilgrim, Hope to Tread

Author: Herbert Grieb Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals
May I, A Pilgrim, Hope to Tread

How Wickedly They Spread Their Lies

Author: Christopher M. Idle Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals
How Wickedly They Spread Their Lies

Difference and Degrees of Fatih

Author: J. Hart Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: He that believeth Christ the Lord
Difference and Degrees of Fatih

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