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Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7452 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why do we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1. Why do we mourn departing friends,
Or shake at death’s alarms?
’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to His arms.
2. Are we not tending upward, too,
As fast as time can move?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow
To keep us from our love.
3. Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
4. The graves of all His saints He blessed,
And softened every bed;
Where should the dying members rest,
But with the dying Head?
5. Thence He arose, ascending high,
And showed our feet the way;
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.
6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise;
Awake, ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends?
Ye Little Flock Whom Jesus Feeds
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7764 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye little flock whom Jesus feeds,
Dismiss your anxious cares;
Look to the Shepherd of your souls,
And smile away your fears.
2. Though wolves and lions prowl around,
His staff is your defense;
’Midst sands and rocks, your shepherd’s voice,
Calls streams and pastures thence.
3. Your Father will a kingdom give,
And give it with delight;
His feeblest child His love shall call,
To triumph in His sight.
4. Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring,
For sure supports like these;
And o’er the pious dead we sing,
Thy living promises. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Ye Little Flock Whom Jesus Feeds
Blest News! To Us A Child Is Born
Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9460 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Blest news! To us a child is born,
To us a son is given;
Emmanuel He, the God with us,
The choicest gift of Heaven.
2 With transport view this wondrous Child,
Of purest virgin born;
In your best songs the titles sing
Which His great name adorn.
3 The brightest rays of heavenly truth
From Him reflected shine;
The Father’s wisdom dwells in Him,
Our counselor divine.
4 To universal empire born,
The charge He well sustains;
Nations rejoice, the mighty Lord,
Your king Messiah reigns.
5 With growing honors He shall sit
On David’s ancient throne;
There shall He ever reign, and thence
Shall make His justice known.
6 Lord of the future glorious age
By Heaven’s unchanged decree;
Gentiles and Jews shall own His sway,
And angels bow the knee.
7 Blest news! to us a child is born;
The Prince of Peace is given;
He brings down heavenly peace to earth,
And makes our peace with Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Blest News! To Us A Child Is Born
How Long Shall Death, The Tyrant, Reign?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9801 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long shall death, the tyrant reign Lyrics: 1 How long shall death, the tyrant reign,
And triumph o’er the just,
While the dear blood of martyrs slain
Lies mingled with the dust?
2 When shall the tedious night be gone?
When will our Lord appear?
Our fond desires would pray Him down,
Our love embrace Him here,
3 Let faith arise, and climb the hills,
And from afar descry
How distant are His chariot wheels,
And tell how fast they fly.
4 Lo, I behold the scattering shades,
The dawn of Heav’n appears,
The sweet immortal morning spreads
Its blushes round the spheres,
5 I see the Lord of glory come,
And flaming guards around:
The skies divide to make Him room,
The trumpet shakes the ground.
6 I hear the voice, "Ye dead arise,"
And lo, the graves obey,
And waking saints with joyful eyes
Salute th’expected day.
7 They leave the dust, and on the wing
Rise to the middle air,
In shining garments meet their king,
And low adore Him there.
8 O may my humble spirit stand
Amongst them clothed in white!
The meanest place at His right hand
Is infinite delight.
0 How will our joy and wonder rise,
When our returning king
Shall bear us homeward through the skies
On love’s triumphant wing! Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
How Long Shall Death, The Tyrant, Reign?
Abashed Be All The Boast Of Age!
Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10921 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Abashed be all the boast of age!
Be hoary learning dumb!
Expounder of the mystic page,
Behold an infant come!
2 Oh, Wisdom, whose unfading power
Beside th’Eternal stood,
To frame, in nature’s earliest hour,
The land, the sky the flood;
3 Yet didst not Thou disdain awhile
An infant form to wear;
To bless Thy mother with a smile,
And lisp Thy faltered prayer.
4 But, in Thy Father’s own abode,
With Israel’s elders round,
Conversing high with Israel’s God,
Thy chiefest joy was found.
5 So may our youth adore Thy name!
And Savior, deign to bless
With fostering grace the timid flame
Of early holiness. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Abashed Be All The Boast Of Age!
A Little Flock! So Calls He Thee
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11252 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A little flock! So calls He thee,
Who bought thee with His blood;
A little flock, disowned of men,
But owned and loved of God.
2 A little flock! So calls He thee;
Church of the first-born, hear!
Be not ashamed to own the name;
It is no name of fear.
3 A little flock! Yes, even so;
A handful among men,
Such is the purpose of thy God;
So willeth He, Amen!
4 Not many rich or noble called,
Not many great or wise;
They whom God makes His kings and priests,
Are poor in human eyes.
5 Church of the everlasting God,
The Father’s gracious choice,
Amid the voices of this earth,
How feeble is thy voice!
6 Thy words amid the words of earth,
How noiseless and how low!
Amid the hurrying crowds of time,
Thy steps how calm and slow!
7 But ’mid the wrinkled brows of earth,
Thy brow how free from care;
’Mid the flushed cheeks of riot here,
Thy cheek how pale and fair!
8 Amid the restless eyes of earth,
How steadfast is thine eye,
Fixed on the silent loveliness
Of the far eastern sky.
9 A little flock! ’Tis well, ’tis well;
Such be her lot and name;
Thro’ ages past it has been so,
And now ’tis still the same.
10 But the chief Shepherd comes at length;
Her feeble days are o’er,
No more a handful in the earth,
A little flock no more.
11 No more a lily among thorns;
Weary, and faint, and few,
But countless as the stars of heaven,
Or as the early dew.
12 Then entering the eternal halls,
In robes of victory,
That mighty multitude shall keep
The joyous jubilee.
13 Unfading palms they bear aloft,
Unfaltering songs they sing;
Unending festival they keep,
In presence of the King. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
A Little Flock! So Calls He Thee
O Happy Place That Heard The Voice
Author: James D. Burns, 1823-1864 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11658 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O happy place that heard the voice
Of angels singing sweet;
That saw the star which sages led
To the Redeemer’s feet.
2 That held the lowly dwelling where
The heav’nly Child was born,
And saw the shepherds worship there
Upon that wondrous morn!
3 Oh may my heart, Lord, through Thy grace,
A little Bethlehem be
Though it should know no other guest,
May there be room for Thee!
4 Its door would open to Thy knock—
Come in, Thou blessèd One!
Abide with me, and dwell in me,
And make me Thine alone.
5 I have no gold, nor frankincense,
Nor fragrant myrrh to bring ;
My love is all I have to give,
Accept the offering! Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
O Happy Place That Heard The Voice
Father Of Mercies, Heavenly Friend
Author: Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12572 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, heavenly Friend,
We seek Thy gracious throne;
To Thee our faltering prayers ascend,
Our fainting hearts are known!
2 From blasts that chill, from suns that smite,
From every plague that harms;
In camp and march, in siege and fight,
Protect our men-at-arms!
3 Though from our darkened lives they take
What makes our life most dear,
We yield them for their country’s sake
With no relenting tear.
4 Our blood their flowing veins will shed,
Their wounds our breasts will share;
Oh, save us from the woes we dread,
Or grant us strength to bear!
5 Let each unhallowed cause that brings
The stern destroyer cease,
The flaming angel fold his wings,
And seraphs whisper, "Peace!"
6 Thine are the scepter and the sword,
Stretch forth Thy mighty hand—
Reign Thou our kingless nation’s Lord
Rule Thou our throneless land! Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
Father Of Mercies, Heavenly Friend
He That Doth In The Secret Place
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13021 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 He that doth in the secret place
Of the most High reside,
Under the shade of Him that is
Th’ Almighty shall abide.
2 I of the Lord my God will say,
He is my refuge still,
He is my fortress, and my God,
And in Him trust I will.
3 Assuredly He shall thee save,
And give deliverance
From subtle fowler’s snare, and from
The noisome pestilence.
4 His feathers shall thee hide; thy trust
Under His wings shall be:
His faithfulness shall be a shield
And buckler unto thee.
5 Thou shalt not need to be afraid
For terrors of the night;
Nor for the arrow that doth fly
By day, while it is light;
6 Nor for the pestilence, that walks
In darkness secretly;
Nor for destruction, that doth waste
At noon-day openly.
7 A thousand at thy side shall fall,
On thy right hand shall lie
Ten thousand dead; yet unto thee
It shall not once come nigh.
8 Only thou with thine eyes shalt look,
And a beholder be;
And thou therein the just reward
Of wicked men shalt see.
9 Because the Lord, who constantly
My refuge is alone,
Ev’n the most High, is made by thee
Thy stronghold and thy home.
10 No plague shall near thy dwelling come;
No ill shall thee befall:
For thee to keep in all thy ways
His angels charge He shall.
11 They in their hands shall bear thee up,
Still waiting thee upon;
Lest thou at any time should’st dash
Thy foot against a stone.
12 Upon the adder thou shalt tread,
And on the lion strong;
Thy feet on dragons trample shall,
And on the lions young.
13 "Because on Me he set His love,
I’ll save and set him free;
Because My great name he hath known,
I will him set on high.
14 "He’ll call on Me, I’ll answer him;
I will be with him still
In trouble, to deliver him,
And honor him I will.
15 "With length of days unto his mind
I will him satisfy;
And I My great salvation will
Then cause his eyes to see." Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
He That Doth In The Secret Place
അജ്ഞാതം തൻ ചെയ്തികൾ
Author: William Cowper; Simon Zachariah Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14408 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: അജ്ഞാതമേ തൻ ചെയ്തികൾ Lyrics: 1 അജ്ഞാതമേ തൻ ചെയ്തികൾ
അത്ഭുതം തൻ വഴി
ആഴിമേൽ താൻ നടക്കുന്നു
കാറ്റോ തൻ വാഹനം
ആഴമാം വൻ ഖനികളിൽ
തോൽക്കാത്ത കൈവേല
താൻ സൂക്ഷിക്കും തൻ ഭാവന
ശോഭിത കൈപ്പണി
2 ഭയപ്പാടോ കാർമേഘത്തെ?
ധൈര്യമായ് പാർക്ക നീ
വൻ കൃപ പെയ്തീടും മുറ്റും
നിൻ ശിരസ്സതിന്മേൽ
3 വിധിക്കാ നീ നിൻ ദൈവത്തെ
നംബുക കൃപയിൽ
തൻ ശാസനയ്ക്കുടൻ പിമ്പിൽ
കാണ്ക തൻ പുഞ്ചിരി
4 നാൾ തോറും താൻ വെളിവാക്കും
തൻ ചെയ്തിയിൻ സാരം
പൂമൊട്ടേറെ കൈപ്പായ് തോന്നാം
പൂവ്വിലോ തേനുണ്ടാം
5 അന്ധമായ നിൻ ചോദ്യങ്ങൾ
നീ ചെയ്യും പാഴ് വേല
ദൈവം വെളിവാക്കും പിന്നെ
തൻ ചെയ്തിയിൻ സാരം Languages: Malayalam Tune Title: DUNDEE
അജ്ഞാതം തൻ ചെയ്തികൾ
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