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We are but little children weak

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander Hymnal: Worship Song #676 (1905) Topics: For the Young The Christian Life Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Great God, and wilt Thou condescend

Author: Ann Gilbert Hymnal: Worship Song #677 (1905) Topics: For the Young The Christian Life Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Little Children Weak

Author: C. F. Alexander Hymnal: Redemption Songs #678a (1937) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: We are but little children weak Topics: Children Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Around the Throne of God a Band

Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: Gloria Deo #689 (1901) Topics: Children's Services Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE

We are but little children weak

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander, 1823-1895 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #769 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Hymns for the Young Christian Life and Service Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Now Let the Feeble All Be Strong

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4630 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Now let the feeble all be strong, And make Jehovah’s arm their song, His shield is spread o’er every saint, And thus supported, who shall faint? 2. What though the hosts of hell engage With mingled cruelty and rage! A faithful God restrains their hands, And chains them down in iron bands. 3. Bound by His word, He will display A strength proportioned to our day; And, when united trials meet, Will show a path of safe retreat. 4. Thus far we prove that promise good, Which Jesus ratified with blood: Still He is gracious, wise, and just, And still in Him let Israel trust. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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The Starry Firmament on High

Author: Robert Grant, 1770-1838 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6361 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. The starry firmament on high, And all the glories of the sky, Yet shine not to Thy praise, O Lord, So brightly as Thy written Word. 2. The hopes that holy Word supplies, Its truths divine and precepts wise, In each a heavenly beam I see, And every beam conducts to Thee. 3. Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, The moon forget her nightly tale, And deepest silence hush on high, The radiant chorus of the sky. 4. But, fixed, for everlasting years, Unmoved amid the wreck of spheres, Thy Word shall shine in cloudless day, When Heaven and earth have passed away. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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We Are But Little Children Weak

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7089 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. We are but little children weak, Nor born in any high estate; What can we do for Jesus’ sake, Who is so high and good and great? 2. We know the holy innocents Laid down for Him their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for Him in fire and strife. 3. We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learned like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus’ sake? 4. O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus’ sake, A weary war to wage with sin. 5. When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes; 6. Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. 7. With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good humor brighten there, And still do all for Jesus’ sake. 8. There’s not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus’ sake. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Why Did the Jews Proclaim Their Rage?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7160 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? The Romans, why their swords employ? Against the Lord their powers engage, His dear Anointed to destroy? 2. Come, let us break his bands, they say; This man shall never give us laws: And thus they cast His yoke away, And nailed the monarch to the cross. 3. But God, who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; He’ll vex their hearts with inward pains, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4. I will maintain the king I made On Zion’s everlasting hill; My hand shall bring Him from the dead, And He shall stand your sovereign still. 5. His wondrous rising from the earth Makes His eternal Godhead known; The Lord declares His heav’nly birth— “This day I have begot My Son. 6. Ascend, My Son, to My right hand, There Thou shalt ask, and I bestow, The utmost bounds of heathen lands; To Thee the northern isles shall bow. 7. But nations that resist His grace Shall fall beneath His iron stroke; His rod shall crush His foes with ease, As potters’ earthen work is broke. 8. Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones, Be wise, and serve the Lord, the Lamb; Now at His feet submit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at His name. 9. With humble love address the Son, Lest He grow angry, and ye die; His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, If ye provoke His jealousy. 10. His storms shall drive you quick to hell; He is a God, and ye but dust; Happy the souls that know Him well, And make His grace their only trust. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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As When The Weary Traveler Gains

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9267 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 As when the weary traveler gains The height of some o’erlooking hill; His heart revives, if cross the plains He eyes his home, though distant still. 2 While he surveys the much loved spot, He slights the space that lies between; His past fatigues are now forgot, Because his journey’s end is seen. 3 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views By faith, his mansion in the skies; The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 4 The thought of home his spirit cheers, No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 5 Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With Jesus, in the realms of day; Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And He will wipe my tears away. 6 Jesus, on Thee our hope depends, To lead us on to Thine abode; Assured our home will make amends For all our toil while on the road. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE

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