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Abide with me, Fast Falls the Eventide

Author: Henry F. Lyte Meter: 10.10.10.10 Appears in 1,510 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1 Lyrics: 1 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide; the darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; change and decay in all around I see: O thou who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need thy presence every passing hour; what but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless; ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes; shine through the gloom and point me to the skies: heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Used With Tune: EVENTIDE
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Hymn 57

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 15 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:4 First Line: Backward with humble shame we look Lyrics: Backward with humble shame we look On our original; How is our nature dashed and broke In our first father's fall! To all that's good averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill What dreadful darkness veils our mind! How obstinate our will! [Conceived in sin, O wretched state! Before we draw our breath The first young pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death. How strong in our degen'rate blood The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins.] [Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring?] Yet, mighty God! thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first; Hosannah to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust!
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A few more years shall roll

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 357 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:14 Topics: Death; Life Brevity
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On Jordan's Bank

Author: Charles Coffin, 1676-1749; John Chandler, 1806-1876 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 216 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1-2 First Line: On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Lyrics: 1 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Awake and harken, for he brings Glad tidings of the King of kings. 2 Then cleansed be ev'ry soul from sin; Make straight the way of God within, Prepare we in our hearts a home Where such a mighty guest may come. 3 For thou art our salvation, Lord, Our refuge and our great reward; Shine forth, and let thy light restore Our souls to heav'nly grace once more. 5 All praise, eternal Son, to thee, Whose advent set thy people free; Whom with the Father we adore And Holy Spirit evermore. Topics: The Liturgical Year Advent (Sundasy and Weekdays); The Liturgical Year The Baptism of the Lord; The Liturgical Year The Nativity of St. John the Baptist (Jun3 24) Used With Tune: WINCHESTER NEW
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IN vain our fancy strives to paint

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 103 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:10 Topics: Heaven
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Job 14:1-15: Few are thy days, and full of woe

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 31 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1-15 First Line: Few are thy days, and full of woe Lyrics: Few are thy days, and full of woe, O man, of woman born! Thy doom is written, ‘Dust thou art, and shalt to dust return.’ Behold the emblem of thy state in flow’rs that bloom and die, Or in the shadow’s fleeting form, that mocks the gazer’s eye. Guilty and frail, how shalt thou stand before thy sov’reign Lord? Can troubled and polluted springs a hallowed stream afford? Determined are the days that fly successive o’er thy head; The numbered hour is on the wing that lays thee with the dead. Great God! afflict not in thy wrath the short allotted span That bounds the few and weary days of pilgrimage to man. All nature dies, and lives again: the flow’r that paints the field, The trees that crown the mountain’s brow, and boughs and blossoms yield, Resign the honours of their form at Winter’s stormy blast, And leave the naked leafless plain a desolated waste. Yet soon reviving plants and flow’rs anew shall deck the plain; The woods shall hear the voice of Spring, and flourish green again. 126 But man forsakes this earthly scene, ah! never to return: Shall any foll’wing spring revive the ashes of the urn? The mighty flood that rolls along its torrents to the main, Can ne’er recall its waters lost from that abyss again. So days, and years, and ages past, descending down to night, Can henceforth never more return back to the gates of light; And man, when laid in lonesome grave, shall sleep in Death’s dark gloom, Until th’ eternal morning wake the slumbers of the tomb, O may the grave become to me the bed of peaceful rest, Whence I shall gladly rise at length, and mingle with the blest! Cheered by this hope, with patient mind, I’ll wait Heav’n’s high decree, Till the appointed period come, when death shall set me free.
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O God, our help in ages past

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,149 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1-2 Topics: New Year; Remembrance Sunday; Funerals, Commemoration, Remembrance and All Souls; National Used With Tune: ST ANNE
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Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin

Author: Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 214 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:4 Lyrics: 1 LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defiled in every part. 3 Behold, we fall before thy face; Our only refuge is thy grace: No outward forms can make us clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 4 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, No hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 5 Jesus, thy blood, thy blood alone. Hath power sufficient to atone; Thy blood can make us white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse us so. 6 While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let us hear thy pard'ning voice, And make these broken hearts rejoice. Topics: The Christian System Human Depravity; Original and Actual Sin
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Immortal, invisible, God only wise

Author: W. Chalmers Smith, 1824-1908 Meter: 11.11.11.11 Appears in 184 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1-2 Topics: Epiphany IV Year A; Trinity Sunday Used With Tune: ST DENIO
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Life passeth soon

Author: Rev. Edward Caswall (1814-1878) Appears in 83 hymnals Scripture: Job 14:1 First Line: Days and moments quickly flying Refrain First Line: Life passeth soon, death draweth near Topics: Eternity; Immortality; Life Brevity of; Life Uncertainty of; Year close of Used With Tune: ST. SYLVESTER

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