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Let There Be Light, Lord God of Hosts
Author: William M. Vories Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4036 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Let there be light, Lord God of hosts,
Let there be wisdom on the earth;
Let broad humanity have birth,
Let there be deeds, instead of boasts.
2. Within our passioned hearts instill
The calm that endeth strain and strife;
Make us thy ministers of life;
Purge us from lusts that curse and kill.
3. Give us the peace of vision clear
To see our brothers’ good our own,
To joy and suffer not alone,
The love that casteth out all fear.
4. Let woe and waste of warfare cease,
That useful labor yet may build
Its homes with love and laughter filled;
God give thy wayward children peace. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
Let There Be Light, Lord God of Hosts
My God, in Whom Are All the Springs
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4227 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. My God, in whom are all the springs
Of boundless love, and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath Thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.
2. Up to the heav’ns I send my cry,
The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends His angel from the sky,
And saves me from the threat’ning storm.
3. Be Thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav’ns, where angels dwell;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land Thy wonders tell.
4. My heart is fixed; my song shall raise
Immortal honors to Thy name;
Awake, my tongue, to sound His praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5. High o’er the earth His mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
6. Be Thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav’ns, where angels dwell;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land Thy wonders tell. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
My God, in Whom Are All the Springs
O God, Whom I Delight to Praise
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4934 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. O God, whom I delight to praise,
To Thee my cry for help I raise;
Be Thou my friend and advocate
When foes assail with bitter hate.
2. Against me slanderous words are flung
From many a false and lying tongue;
Without a cause men hurl at me
The shafts of deadly enmity.
3. My good with evil they repay,
My love turns not their hate away;
The part of vengeance, Lord, is Thine;
To pray, and only pray, is mine.
4. Since love appeals to him in vain,
The slave of sin let him remain;
Against him let his foe be turned,
His sin be judged, his prayer be spurned.
5. Let sudden death upon him break,
His office let another take,
His children and his widowed wife
Pursue the homeless beggar’s life.
6. Let creditors consume his toil
And strangers make his wealth their spoil;
Let none in pity heed his claim;
Cut off his race, blot out his name.
7. His parents’ sins be not forgot
Till Thou from earth his memory blot,
Since he remembered not to show
Compassion to the sons of woe.
8. He cursing loved and blessing loathed:
Unblest, with cursing he is clothed;
For thus the justice of the Lord
My adversaries will reward.
9. O God, the Lord, for Thy name’s sake
Let me of Thy good grace partake;
My need is great, and great Thou art
To heal my wounded, stricken heart.
10. With failing strength I fast and pine,
Like shadows swift my days decline,
And when my foes my weakness see
They shake their head in scorn at me.
11. O Lord, my God, Thy help I crave,
In Thy great lovingkindness save;
Before my foes Thy mercy show;
That Thou dost help me, make them know.
12. What though they curse, if Thou wilt bless?
Then joy shall banish my distress,
And shame shall overwhelm the foes
Who would Thy servant’s way oppose.
13. Thanksgiving to the Lord I raise,
The multitude shall hear my praise,
For by the needy God will stand
To save them from oppression’s hand. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
O God, Whom I Delight to Praise
Great God! Did Pious Abram Pray?
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8191 First Line: Great God! did pious Abram pray Lyrics: 1 Great God! did pious Abram pray
For Sodom’s vile abandoned race?
And shall not now Thy Church arouse
Our nation to implore Thy grace?
2 Base as we are, does not Thine eye
Its chosen thousands here survey?
Whose souls, deep humbled, mourn the crowds,
Who walk in sin’s destructive way?
3 O Judge supreme, let not Thy sword
The righteous with the wicked smite;
Nor bury in promiscuous heaps
Rebels and saints, Thy chief delight.
4 For these Thy children, spare the land;
Avert the thunders big with death;
Nor let the seeds of latent fire
Be kindled by Thy flaming breath.
5 O! be not angry, mighty God,
While dust and ashes seek Thy face;
But gently bending from Thy throne,
Renew, and still increase Thy grace.
6 Jesus the Intercessor hear,
And for His sake Thy grace impart
Which, while it stops the fiery stream,
Dissolves the most obdurate heart.
7 Sodom shall change to Zion then,
And heavenly dews be scattered round,
That plants of paradise may spring,
Where baleful poisons cursed the ground. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
Great God! Did Pious Abram Pray?
Great God, Let All My Tuneful Powers
Author: Ottiwell Heginbothom, 1744-1768 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9592 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Great God, let all my tuneful powers
Awake, and sing Thy mighty name;
Thy hand revolves my circling hours,
Thy hand from which my being came.
2 Seasons and moons still rolling round,
In beauteous order, speak Thy praise;
And years, with smiling mercy crowned,
To Thee successive honors raise.
3 To Thee I raise the annual song,
To Thee the grateful tribute give;
My God doth still my years prolong,
And ’midst unnumbered deaths, I live.
4 He bids each season on my soul
Its sweetest, kindest influence shed;
And all the periods, as they roll,
Shower countless blessings on my head.
5 My life, my health, my friends, I owe
All to Thy vast, unbounded love;
Ten thousand precious gifts below,
And hope of nobler joys above.
6 Thus will I sing, till nature cease,
Till sense and language are no more,
And, after death, Thy boundless grace,
Through everlasting years, adore. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
Great God, Let All My Tuneful Powers
In What Confusion Earth Appears!
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10800 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 In what confusion earth appears!
God’s dearest children bathed in tears;
While they, who Heav’n itself deride
Riot in luxury and pride.
2 But patient let my soul attend,
And, ere I censure, view the end:
That end how different who can tell?
The wide extremes of Heav’n and hell.
3 See the red flames around him twine,
Who did in gold and purple shine!
Nor can his tongue one drop obtain
T’allay the scorching of his pain.
4 While round the saint, so poor below,
Full rivers of salvation flow;
On Abram’s breast he leans his head,
And banquets on celestial bread.
5 Jesus, my Savior, let me share
The meanest of Thy servants’ fare:
May I at last approach to taste
The blessings of Thy marriage feast. Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
In What Confusion Earth Appears!
Learn, Oh My Soul,What 'Tis To Die!
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16253 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Learn, oh my soul, what ’tis to die! Lyrics:
1 Learn, oh my soul, what ’tis to die!
Th’event how solemn, and how nigh;
When every tongue shall silent be,
These eyes no pleasing object see.
2 The active limbs, the comely face,
Turned to a mass of rottenness;
The name forgot, the substance gone,
No more admired, no longer known.
3 But thou, my soul, must then remain,
In everlasting joy or pain;
The bliss of Heav’n with angels share,
Or else be plunged in black despair.
4 Then be these solemn thoughts impressed,
With power divine on every breast;
And ere another moment pass,
Oh let us seek renewing grace.
5 Quickly to Jesus may we fly,
And on His righteousness rely;
Lo, our eternal all’s at stake,
Awake, our slumbering souls, awake.
Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
Learn, Oh My Soul,What 'Tis To Die!
Easter Day
Author: May L. R. Smith Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16523 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: O sad, sad soul, fling wide your doors Lyrics:
1 O sad, sad soul, fling wide your doors,
And make your windows curtainless;
Strew odors on your silent floors,
And all your walls with lilies dress!
2 Throw open every somber place;
Roll every hindering stone away;
Let Easter sunshine gild your face,
And bless you with its warmth today!
3 Let friends renew each bygone hour;
Let children fling the world a kiss;
And every hand tie in some flower,
To crown a day so good as this!
4 And whether skies are sad or clear,
We’ll give the day to joy and song;
For since the Christ is surely here,
All things are right, and naught is wrong!
Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST
Easter Day
Let there be light, Lord God of Hosts
Author: William Vories Hymnal: Hymns for Worship #69 (1939) Languages: English Tune Title: PENTECOST (Boyd)
Let there be light, Lord God of Hosts
Fight The Good Fight
Author: John S. B. Monsell Hymnal: Christian Service Songs #182 (1939) First Line: Fight the good fight with all thy might Topics: Temperance Languages: English Tune Title: [Fight the good fight with all thy might] (Boyd)
Fight The Good Fight
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