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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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Blessed Redeemer, How Divine

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9643 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Blessèd Redeemer, how divine How righteous is this rule of Thine! "To do to all men just the same" As we expect or wish from them. 2 This golden lesson, short and plain, Gives not the mind nor memory pain, And every conscience must approve This universal law of love. 3 How blessed would every nation be, Thus ruled by love and equity! All would be friends without a foe, And form a paradise below. 4 Jesus, forgive us, that we keep Thy sacred law of love asleep; No more let envy, wrath and pride, But Thy blessed maxims be our guide. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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Do Flesh And Nature Dread To Die?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9863 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Do flesh and nature dread to die? And timorous thoughts our minds enslave? But grace can raise our hopes on high, And quell the terrors of the grave. 2 Do we not dwell in clouds below, And little know the God we love? Why should we like this twilight so, When ’tis all noon in worlds above? 3 When we put off this fleshly load, We’re from a thousand mischiefs free, For ever present with our God, Where we have longed and wished to be. 4 No more shall pride or passion rise, Or envy fret, or malice roar, Or sorrow mourn, with downcast eyes, And sin defile our eyes no more. 5 ’Tis best, ’tis infinitely best, To go where tempters cannot come, Where saints and angels, ever blest, Dwell and enjoy their heavenly home. 6 O for a visit from my God, To drive my fears of death away, And help me through this darksome road, To realms of everlasting day! Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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The New-Born Child This Early Morn

Author: Cyriacus Schneegass; Emmaneul Cronenwett Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11649 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The new-born Child this early morn, The dear Christ-child of virgin born, Again brings from His heav’nly home A New Year to all Christendom. 2 This causes joy to angels fair, Who love to keep us in their care; They sing that in this wondrous Child God now with man is reconciled. 3 If God be reconciled with men, What harm can Satan do us then? O’er Satan, death, and gates of hell, This Christ-child shall for us prevail. 4 He brings the year of jubilee! Why doubt we yet despondently? Cheer up! This is a joyous day, The Christ-child drives all care away. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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By Various Maxims, Forms And rules

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12034 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 By various maxims, forms and rules, That pass for wisdom in the schools, I strove my passion to restrain; But all my efforts proved in vain. 2 But since the Savior I have known My rules are all reduced to one: To keep my Lord, by faith, in view; This strength supplies, and motives too. 3 I see Him lead a suffering life, So patient midst reproach and strife; And from His pattern courage take To bear, and suffer, for His sake. 4 Upon the cross I see Him bleed, And by the fight from guilt am freed; This sight destroys the life of sin, And quickens heav’nly life within. 5 To look to Jesus as He rose Confirms my faith, disarms my foes; I Satan shame and overcome, By pointing to my Savior’s tomb. 6 Exalted on His glorious throne, I see Him make my cause His own; Then all my anxious cares subside, For Jesus lives, and will provide. 7 I see Him look with pity down, And hold in view the conqueror’s crown; If pressed with griefs and cares before, My soul revives, and asks no more. 8 By faith I see the hour at hand When in His presence I shall stand; Then it will be my endless bliss, To see Him where, and as He is. Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE

It is a thing most wonderful

Hymnal: Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard Edition #70b (1983) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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On Jordan's banks the Herald's cry

Author: John Chandler Hymnal: Church Book #111 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 On Jordan's banks the Herald's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh: Come then and harken, for he brings Glad tidings from the King of kings. 2 Then cleansed be every breast from sin, Make straight the way for God within, And let us all our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there. 3 For Thou art our Salvation, Lord Our Refuge and our great Reward. Without Thy grace our life must fade, And wither like a flower decayed. 4 Stretch forth Thy hand, to health restore, And make us rise, to fall no more: One more upon Thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine. 5 To Him who left the throne of heaven To save mankind, all praise be given: Like praise be to the Father done, And Holy Spirit Three in One. Topics: Advent; Advent, Third Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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We are but little children weak

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #206 (1883) 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 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. 3 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; 4 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. 5 There's not a child so small and weak But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise That he may do for Jesus' sake. Amen. Topics: Action; Hymns for Little Children Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE
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O write upon my memory, Lord

Hymnal: Hymnal and Canticles of the Protestant Episcopal Church with Music (Gilbert & Goodrich) #228 (1883) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Catechism Languages: English Tune Title: ALSTONE

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