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To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part

Meter: 11.11.11.11 Appears in 106 hymnals Lyrics: 1. To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part, And go from my home, it afflicts not my heart, Like thoughts of absenting myself for a day From that blessed retreat where I've chosen to pray, I've chosen to pray. 2. Dear bower where the pine and the poplar have spread, And wove, with their branches, a roof o'er my head, How oft have I knelt on the evergreen there, And poured out my soul to my Savior in prayer, My Savior in prayer. 3. The early shrill notes of the loved nightingale That dwelt in my bower, I observed as my bell, To call me to duty, while birds of the air Sing anthems of praises as I went to prayer, As I went to prayer. 4. How sweet were the zephyrs perfumed by the pine, The ivy, the balsam, and wild eglantine; But sweeter, ah! sweeter, superlative were The joys I have tasted in answer to prayer, In answer to prayer. 5. For Jesus, my Savior, oft deigned there to meet, And blessed with his presence my humble retreat Oft filled me with rapture and blessedness there, Inditing, in heaven's own language, my prayer, Own language my prayer. 6. Dear bower, I must leave you and bid you adieu, And pay my devotions in parts that are new, For Jesus, my Savior, resides everywhere, And can, in all places give answer to prayer, Give answer to prayer. Used With Tune: BOWER OF PRAYER
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Away from his home and the friends of his youth

Author: Rev. Samuel Wakefield; Rev. Wm. Hunter Meter: 11.11.11.11 Appears in 49 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Away from his home and the friends of his youth, He hasted, the herald of mercy and truth, For the love of the Lord, and to seek for the lost; Soon, alas! was his fall—but he died at his post, (Repeat previous line). 2. The stranger's eye wept, that in life's brightest bloom One gifted so highly should sink to the tomb; For in order he led in the van of the host, And he fell like a soldier—he died at his post, (Repeat previous line). 3. He wept not himself that his warfare was done; The battle was fought, and the victory won: But he whispered of those whom his heart clung to most, "Tell my brethren, for me, that I died at my post," (Repeat previous line). 4. He asked not a stone to be sculptured with verse; He asked not that fame should his merits rehearse; But he asked, as a boon, when he gave up the ghost, That his brethren might know that he died at his post, (Repeat previous line). 5. Victorious his fall—for he rose as he fell With Jesus, his Master, in glory to dwell; He has passed o'er the stream, and has reached the bright coast, For he fell like a martyr—he died at his post, (Repeat previous line). 6. And can we the words of his exit forget? Oh no! they are fresh in our memory yet: And example so brilliant shall never be lost, We will fall in the work—we will die at our post, (Repeat previous line). Used With Tune: DRUMMOND
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God is our refuge in distress

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 70 hymnals Lyrics: 1. God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press; In him undaunted we'll confide, Though earth were from her center tossed, And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piecemeal by the roaring tide, (Repeat previous line). Used With Tune: GREENFIELD
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When for eternal worlds we steer

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 121 hymnals Lyrics: 1. When for eternal worlds we steer, And seas are calm, and skies are clear, And faith in lively exercise, And distant hills of Canaan rise. The soul for joy then claps her wings, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, I'm going home, I'm going home, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, I'm going home. 2. With cheerful hope, his eyes explore Each landmark on the distant shore; The trees of life—the pasture green, The crystal stream, delightful scene: Again for joy she plumes her wings, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, I'm almost home, I'm almost home, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, I'm almost home. 3. The nearer still she draws to land, More eager all her powers expand; With steady helm, and free bent sail, Her anchor drops within the vail: And now for joy she folds her wings, And her celestial sonnet sings, I'm home at last, I'm home at last, And her celestial sonnet sings, I'm almost home. 4. She meets with those who are gone before, On heaven's high and genial shore, Around the dear Redeemer's feet, And loud they shout, Our God and King, And ceaseless hallelujahs sing, We're safe at last, we're safe at last, And ceaseless hallelujahs sing We're safe at last. Used With Tune: THE SAILOR'S HOME
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How sweet the melting lay

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 122 hymnals Lyrics: 1. How sweet the melting lay Which breaks upon the ear, When, at the hour of rising day, Christians unite in prayer. 2. The breezes waft their cries Up to Jehovah's throne; He listens to their heaving sighs, And sends his blessing down. 3. So Jesus rose to pray Before the morning light, Or on the chilling mount did stay, And wrestle all the night. 4. Glory to God on high, Who sends his blessings down, To rescue souls condemned to die, And make his people one. Used With Tune: MORNING WORSHIP
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Come all, who love my Lord and master

Meter: 9.8 Appears in 22 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Come all, who love my Lord and master, And like old David, I will tell, Though chief of sinners, I've found favor, Redeemed by grace from death and hell. Far as the east from west is parted, So far my sins by's dying love, From me by faith are separated, blest antepast of joys above. 2. I late estranged from Jesus wandered, And thought each dangerous poison good, But he in mercy long pursued me, With cries of his redeeming blood. Though like Bartimeus I was blinded, In nature's darkest night concealed, But Jesus' love removed my blindness, And he his pardoning grace revealed. 3. Now I will praise him, he spares me, And with his people sing aloud, Though opposed, and sinners mock me, In rapturous songs I'll praise my God. By faith I view the heavenly concert, They sing high strains of Jesus' love O! with desire my soul is longing, And fain would be with Christ above. 4. That blessed day is fast approaching, When Christ in glorious clouds will come, With sounding trumps and shouts of angels To call each faithful spirit home. There's Abraham, Isaac, holy prophets, And all the saints at God's right hand, There hosts of angels join in concert, Shout as they reach the promised land. Used With Tune: REDEEMING GRACE
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When the midnight cry began

Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.7 Appears in 11 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When the midnight cry began, O what lamentation, Thousands sleeping in their sins, Neglecting their salvation. Lo the bridegroom is at hand, Who will kindly treat him? Surely all the waiting band Will now go forth to meet him. 2 Some, indeed, did wait awhile, And shone without a rival; But they spent their seeming oil Long since the last revival. Many souls who thought they'd light, O, when the scene was closed, Now against the Bridegroom fight, And so they stand opposed. 3 While the wise are passing by, With all their lamps prepared, Give us of your oil, they cry, If any can be spared. Others trimmed their former snuff, O, is it not amazing! Those conclude they've light enough, And think their lamps are blazing. 4 Foolish virgins! do you think Our Bridegroom's a deceiver? Then may you pass your lives away, And think to sleep for ever; But we by faith do see his face, On whom we have believed; If there's deception in the case, 'Tis you that are deceived. 5 And now the door is open wide, And Christians are invited, And virgins wise compass the bride, March to the place appointed. Who do you think is now a guest? Yea, listen, carnal lovers, 'Tis those in wedding garments dressed; They cease from sin for ever. 6 The door is shut, and they within, They're freed from every danger; They reign with Christ, for sinners slain, Who once lay in a manger; They join with saints and angels too In songs of love and favor; Glory, honor, praise and power, To God and Lamb for ever. 7 The foolish virgins are without; The sentence, Go ye cursed-- For want of oil they're out--away From Christ they then are forced. No more on earth with saints to join In sharing of my favor; Although you did my children blind, Mourn with the damned for ever. 8 Virgins wise, I pray draw near, And listen to your Savior; He is your friend, you need not fear, O, why not seek his favor? He speaks to you in whispers sweet, In words of consolation: By grace in him you stand complete, He is your great salvation. 9 Dying sinners, will you come, The Saviour now invites you; His bleeding wounds proclaim there's room, Let nothing then affright you— Room for you, and room for me, And room for coming sinners: Salvation pours a living stream For you and all believers. 10 When earth and sea shall be no more, And all their glory perish, When sun and moon shall cease to shine, And stars at midnight languish; When Gabriel's trump shall sound aloud, To call the slumbering nations, Then, Christians, we shall see our God The God of our salvation. Used With Tune: THE MIDNIGHT CRY Text Sources: Baptist Harmony, p. 483
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While beauty and youth are in their full prime

Meter: 10.11.11 Appears in 10 hymnals Lyrics: 1. While beauty and youth are in their full prime, And folly and fashion affect our whole time; O let not the phantom our wishes engage, Let us live so in youth that we blush not in age. 2. The vain and the young may attend us a while, But let not their flattery our prudence beguile; Let us covet those charms that shall never decay Nor listen to all that deceivers can say. 3. I sigh not for beauty, nor languish for wealth, But grant me, kind Providence, virtue and health; Then richer than kings, and far happier than they, My days shall pass swiftly and sweetly away. 4. For when age steals on me, and youth is no more, And the moralist time shakes his glass at my door, What pleasure in beauty or wealth can I find? My beauty, my wealth, is a sweet peace of mind. 5. That peace! I'll preserve it as pure as 'twas given Shall last in my bosom an earnest of heaven; For virtue and wisdom can warm the cold scene, And sixty can flourish as gay as sixteen. 6. And when I the burden of life shall have borne, And death with his sickle shall cut the ripe corn, Reascend to my God without murmur or sigh, I'll bless the kind summons, and lie down and die. Used With Tune: MORALITY
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No more shall the sound of the war-whoop be heard

Meter: 11.11.11.11 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1. No more shall the sound of the war whoop be heard, The ambush and slaughter no longer be feared. The tomahawk buried, shall rest in the ground, And peace and good will to the nations abound. Used With Tune: WAR DEPARTMENT Text Sources: Mercer's Cluster, p. 125
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How splendid shines the morning star

Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.7.9.8 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1. How splendid shines the morning star, God's gracious light from darkness far The root of Jesse blessed. Thou David's son of Jacob's stem, My bridegroom, king, and wondrous Lamb, Thou hast my heart possessed. Sweetly, friendly, O thou handsome, precious ransom Full of graces, set and kept in heavenly places. Used With Tune: MORNING STAR (Lowry)

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