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Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!

Author: John Bakewell; Martin Madan; Augustus M.Toplady Hymnal: The Hymnal #191a (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou agonizing Savior, Bearer of our sin and shame! By Thy merit we find favor: Life is given through Thy Name. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid: By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. All Thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of Thy blood: Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at thy Father's side. There for sinners Thou art pleading: There Thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. Worship, honor, power, and blessing Thou art worthy to receive: Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays! Help to sing our Savior's merits! Help to chant Emmanuel's praise! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: SUPPLICATION

Hail, Thou once despised Jesus!

Author: John Bakewell; Martin Madan; Augustus M.Toplady Hymnal: The Hymnal #191b (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Hail, Thou once despised Jesus! Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, Thou agonizing Savior, Bearer of our sin and shame! By Thy merit we find favor: Life is given through Thy Name. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid: By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. All Thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of Thy blood: Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, Seated at thy Father's side. There for sinners Thou art pleading: There Thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. Worship, honor, power, and blessing Thou art worthy to receive: Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays! Help to sing our Savior's merits! Help to chant Emmanuel's praise! Amen. Tune Title: IN BABILONE

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: Edward Perronet Hymnal: The Hymnal #192a (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all! Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call: Extol the Stem-of-Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all! Hail Him, the Heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown Him Lord of all! Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all! 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 every kindred, every tribe, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all! Languages: English Tune Title: CORONATION

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: Edward Perronet Hymnal: The Hymnal #192b (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all! Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call: Extol the Stem-of-Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all! Hail Him, the Heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown Him Lord of all! Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all! 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 every kindred, every tribe, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all! Tune Title: MILES' LANE

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Hymnal #200 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. See how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys: Our souls, how heavily they go, To reach eternal joys. In vain we tune our lifeless songs, In vain we strive to rise: Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Come, shed abroad a Savior's love, And that shall kindle ours. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. AGNES

Come to our poor nature's night

Author: George Rawson Hymnal: The Hymnal #203 (1916) Meter: 7.7.7.5 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Come to our poor nature's night With thy blessed inward light, Holy Ghost the Infinite, Comforter divine. We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord; Sick and faint, thy strength afford; Lost, until by thee restored, Comforter divine. Orphan are our souls and poor; Give us from thy heavenly store Faith, love, joy for evermore, Comforter divine. Like the dew thy peace distill; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter divine. With us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter divine. In us, "Abba, Father," cry; Earnest of the bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter divine. Search for us the depths of God; Upwards, by the starry road, Bear us to thy high abode, Comforter divine. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CAPETOWN

A few more years shall roll

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #203a (1894) Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set, O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, Who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [A few more years shall roll]

A few more years shall roll

Author: H. Bonar Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #203a (1898) Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set, O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, Who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CHALVEY

A few more years shall roll

Author: H. Bonar Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #203b (1898) Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Topics: Parochial Missions Tune Title: LEOMINSTER

My faith looks up to Thee

Author: Ray Palmer Hymnal: The Hymnal #211 (1916) Meter: 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 Topics: Parochial Missions 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 thee 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 distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransomed soul! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET