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Joyfully, joyfully onward I move

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #374 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move, Bound for the land of bright spirits above; Angelic choristers, sing as I come-- Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home! Soon with my pilgrimage ended below, Home to the land of bright spirits I go; Pilgrim and stranger no more shall I roam: Joyfully, joyfully resting at home. 2 Friends fondly cherished have passed on before; Waiting, they watch me approaching the shore; Singing, to cheer me through death’s chilling gloom: Joyfully, joyfully haste to thy home; Sounds of sweet melody fall on mine ear Harps of the blessèd, your voices I hear! Rings with the harmony heaven’s high dome-- Joyfully, joyfully, haste to thy home. 3 Death with thy weapons of war lay me low; Strike, king of terrors, I fear not the blow; Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb! Joyfully, joyfully will I go home. Bright will the morn of eternity dawn; Death shall be banished, his scepter be gone; Joyfully, then shall I witness his doom, Joyfully, joyfully, safely at home. Languages: English
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The leaves around me falling

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #375 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Prospect of Heaven Lyrics: 1 The leaves around me falling Are preaching of decay; The hollow winds are calling, "Come, pilgrim, come away!" The day in night declining Says I, too, must decline; The year its bloom resigning-- Its lot foreshadows mine! 2 The light my path surrounding, The loves to which I cling, The hopes within me bounding, The joys that round me wing-- All, all, like stars at even, Just gleam and shoot away, Pass on before to heaven, And chide at my delay. 3 The friends gone there before me, Are calling from on big, And happy angels o'er me Tempt sweetly to the sky; "Why wait," they say, "and wither, 'Mid scenes of death and sin? Oh rise to glory hither, And find true life begin!" 4 I hear the invitation, And fain would rise and come, A sinner to salvation, An exile to his home; And while I here must linger, Thus, thus, let all I see Point on with faithful finger To heaven, O Lord, and Thee! Languages: English
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When gloomy thoughts and fears

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #377 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Blessedness of the Righteous Lyrics: 1 When gloomy thoughts and fears The trembling heart invade, And all the face of nature wears A universal shade,-- 2 Religion can assuage The tempest of the soul; And every fear shall lose its rage At her divine control. 3 Through life's bewildered way, Her hand unerring leads; And o'er the path her heavenly ray A cheering lustre sheds. 4 When reason, tired and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid, Thou blest supporter of the mind, How powerful is thine aid. 5 Oh let me feel thy power, And find thy sweet relief, To brighten every gloomy hour, And soften every grief. Languages: English
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Oh happy soul that lives on high

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #378 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Blessedness of the Righteous Lyrics: 1 Oh happy soul that lives on high While men lie groveling here, His hopes are fixed above the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no secret stings, While grace and joy combine To form a life, whose holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God; His God in secret sees. Let earth be all in arms abroad, He dwells in heavenly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world and time, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5 He looks to heaven's eternal hill, To meet that glorious day When Christ His promise shall fulfil And call his soul away. Languages: English
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What cheering words are these?

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #379 (1867) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint Blessedness of the Righteous Lyrics: 1 What cheering words are these? Their sweetness who can tell? In time, and to eternity, ’Tis with the righteous well." 2 In every state secure, Kept by Jehovah’s eye, ’Tis well with them while life endures, And well when called to die: 3 Well, when they see His face, Or sink amid the flood; Well, in affliction's thorny maze, Or on the mount with God. 4 ’Tis well, when joys arise; ’Tis well, when sorrows flow, ’Tis well when darkness veils the skies, And strong temptations grow; 5 'Tis well, when Jesus calls, "From earth and sin arise, To join the hosts of ransomed souls, Made to salvation wise!" Languages: English
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Psalm 15

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.29 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Charity and justice; Christian qualifications; Duty to God and man; Faithfulness of man; Good Works; Justice and truth towards men; Poor charity to them; Qualifications of a Christian; Relative duties; Religion and justice; Saints characterized; Saints dwell in heaven First Line: Who shall inhabit in thy hill Lyrics: Who shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? The man that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands; That trusts his Maker's promises, And follows his commands. He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong. The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves all that fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor: This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heav'n secure. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
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Psalm 15

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.30 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Charity and justice; Christian qualifications; Duty to God and man; Faithfulness of man; Good Works; Justice and truth towards men; Poor charity to them; Qualifications of a Christian; Relative duties; Religion and justice; Saints characterized; Saints dwell in heaven First Line: Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place Lyrics: Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below; Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. [Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vents it to his neighbor's hurt: Sinners of state he can despise, But saints are honored in his eyes.] [Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears.] [He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door.] He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone: This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. Scripture: Psalm 15 Languages: English
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Psalm 24

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.56 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christian qualifications; Duty to God and man; Good Works; Qualifications of a Christian; Saints characterized; Saints dwell in heaven; Ascension of Christ; Christ His ascension; Heaven the saints' dwelling-place First Line: The earth for ever is the Lord's Lyrics: The earth for ever is the Lord's, With Adam's num'rous race; He raised its arches o'er the floods, And built it on the seas. But who among the sons of men May visit thine abode? He that has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. This is the man may rise and take The blessings of his grace; This is the lot of those that seek The God of Jacob's face. Now let our souls' immortal powers To meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlasting doors, The King of glory's near. The King of glory! who can tell The wonders of his might? He rules the nations; but to dwell With saints is his delight. Scripture: Psalm 24 Languages: English
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Psalm 24

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.57 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Christian qualifications; Duty to God and man; Good Works; Qualifications of a Christian; Saints characterized; Saints dwell in heaven; Ascension of Christ; Christ His ascension; Heaven the saints' dwelling-place First Line: This spacious earth is all the Lord's Lyrics: This spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men, and worms, and beasts, and birds: He raised the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling-place. But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky: Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker God? He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean, Him shall the Lord the Savior bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob's face: These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigh! Who can this King of glory be? The mighty Lord, the Savior's he. Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display, To make the Lord the Savior way: Laden with spoils from earth and hell, The Conqueror comes with God to dwell. Raised from the dead, he goes before; He opens heav'n's eternal door, To give his saints a blest abode, Near their Redeemer and their God. Scripture: Psalm 24 Languages: English
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Psalm 90

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.190 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Funeral psalm; Man his vanity as mortal; Mortality of man; Saints rewarded at last; Frailty of man; Life short and feeble; Psalm for a funeral; Death the effect of sin; God eternal, and man mortal; Mortality and God's eternity; Old age death First Line: Through every age, eternal God Lyrics: Through every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. Long hadst thou reigned ere time began, Or dust was fashioned to a man; And long thy kingdom shall endure When earth and time shall be no more. But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." [A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream, An empty tale, a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour.] [Our age to seventy years is set; How short the time! how frail the state! And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. But O how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead.] Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. Scripture: Psalm 90 Languages: English

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