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Lord of All

Hymnal: JW1878 #71 (1879) First Line: All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! Lyrics: 1 All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed form the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng We at his feet may fall! We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. Him Lord of lords, and King of kings, Let ev'ry nation call; From heav'n to earth the chorus rings, "Yea, crown him Lord of all." From heav'n to earth the chorus rings, "Yea, crown him Lord of all." Languages: English Tune Title: [All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name!]
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The New Song

Author: Flora L. Best Hymnal: JW1878 #72 (1879) First Line: There are songs of joy that I loved to sing Refrain First Line: O, the new, new song! Lyrics: 1 There are songs of joy that I loved to sing When my heart was as blithe as a bird in Spring; But the song I have learned is so full of cheer, That the dawn shines out in the darkness drear. Chorus: O, the new new song! O, the new, new song, I can sing it now With the ransom'd throng; Power and dominion to him that shall reign; Glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain. 2 There are strains of home that are dear as life, And I list to them oft 'mid the din of strife; But I know of a home that is wondrous fair, And I sing the psalm they are singing there. [Chorus] 3 Can my lips be mute, or my heart be sad, When the gracious Master hath made me glad? When he points where the many mansions be, And sweetly says, 'There is one for thee?' [Chorus] 4 I shall catch the gleam of its jasper wall When I come to the gloom of the even fall, For I know that the shadows, dreary and dim, Have a path of light that will lead to him. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [There are songs of joy that I loved to sing]
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Before the Cross

Hymnal: JW1878 #73 (1879) First Line: My faith looks up to thee Lyrics: 1 My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary: Savior divine, Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O let me, from this day, Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart; My zeal inspire; As thou hast died for me, O may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be-- A living fire. 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide; Bid darkness turn to day; Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From these aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream; When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll; Blest Savior, then in love, Fear and distress remove; O, bear me safe above,-- A ransom'd soul. Languages: English
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Invocation

Hymnal: JW1878 #74 (1879) First Line: Come, thou Almighty King Lyrics: 1 Come, thou Almighty King, Help us thy Name to sing, Help us to praise; Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Come, thou Incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend; Come and thy people bless, And give thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour; Thou who Almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. Languages: English
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As Pants the Hart

Author: Lyte Hymnal: JW1878 #75 (1879) First Line: As pants the hart for cooling streams Refrain First Line: As pants the hart for cooling streams Lyrics: 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams When heated in the chase, So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. Chorus: As pants the hart for cooling streams, So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee, As pants the hart for cooling streams, So pants my soul, O Lord, for thee. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou majesty divine? [Chorus] 3 I sigh to think of happier days, When thou, O Lord, wast nigh, When ev'ry heart was tun'd to praise, And none more blest than I. [Chorus] 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust God, and thou shalt sing His praise again, and find him still Thy health's eternal spring. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [As pants the hart for cooling streams]
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He Leadeth Me

Hymnal: JW1878 #76 (1879) First Line: He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought! Refrain First Line: He leadeth me! he leadeth me! Lyrics: 1 He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought! Oh, words with heavenly comfort fraught! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. Refrain: He leadeth me! he leadeth me! By his own hand he leadeth me! His faithful foll'wer I would be, For by his hand he leadeth me. 2 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine--Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. [Chorus] 3 And when my task on earth is done, When, by thy grace the victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God thro' Jordan leadeth me. [Chorus] Languages: English
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What Shall the Harvest Be?

Hymnal: JW1878 #77 (1879) First Line: Sowing the seed by the daylight fair Refrain First Line: Sown in the darkness or sown in the light Lyrics: 1 Sowing the seed by the daylight fair, Sowing the seed by the noonday glare, Sowing the seed by the fading light, Sowing the seed in the solemn night; Oh, what shall the harvest be? Chorus: Sown in the darkness or sown in the light, Sown in our weakness or sown in our might, Gathered in time or eternity, Sure, ah, sure will the harvest be. 2 Sowing the seed by the wayside high, Sowing the seed on the rocks to die, Sowing the seed where the thorns will spoil, Sowing the seed on the fertile soil; Oh, what shall the harvest be? [Chorus] 3 Sowing the seed with an aching heart, Sowing the seed while the tear-drops start, Sowing in hope till the reapers come, Gladly to gather the harvest home; Oh, what shall the harvest be? [Chorus] Languages: English
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Sweet Hour of Prayer

Hymnal: JW1878 #78 (1879) First Line: Sweet hour of prayer, Sweet hour of prayer! Lyrics: 1 Sweet hour of prayer, Sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known; In seasons of distress or grief, My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 2 Sweet hour of prayer, Sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear, To him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless; And since he bids me seek his face, Believe his word and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray'r. Languages: English
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To-day

Hymnal: JW1878 #79 (1879) First Line: To-day the Savior calls Lyrics: 1 To-day the Savior calls; Ye wanderers, come; Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam? 2 To-day the Savior calls; Oh, listen now; Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 The Spirit calls to-day; Yield to his power; Oh, grieve him not away; 'Tis mercy's hour. Languages: English
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What For Me?

Hymnal: JW1878 #80 (1879) First Line: I gave my life for thee Lyrics: 1 I gave my life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might'st ransomed be, And quickened from the dead; I gave, I gave my life for thee, What hast thou given for me? 2 My Father's house of light-- My glory-circled throne, I left, for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone; I left, I left it all for thee: Hast thou left aught for me? 3 And I have brought to thee, Down from my home above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and my love; I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, What hast thou brought to me? Languages: English

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