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A charge to keep I have

Author: Rev. Chas. Wesley Hymnal: HRGC1892 #501 (1894) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. 2 From youth to hoary age, My calling to fulfill: Oh, may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will! 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in Thy sight to live, And oh, Thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give! 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on Thyself rely, Steadfast to walk on Christ's dear way And God to glorify. Amen. Topics: Watchfulness Languages: English Tune Title: [A charge to keep I have]

A few more years shall roll

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #203a (1894) 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. Topics: The Old Year; Parochial Missions Languages: English Tune Title: [A few more years shall roll]

A few more years shall roll

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #203b (1894) 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. Topics: The Old Year Languages: English Tune Title: [A few more years shall roll]

A tower of strength our God doth stand

Author: H. J. Buckoll; Marin Luther Hymnal: HRGC1892 #416 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A tower of strength our God doth stand, A shield and sure defender: True help from all our woes, His hand Thro' life doth freely render. Our foe hath fixed his purpose fell, with might and craft he's arm'd full well, On earth is not his fellow. 2 With force of arms we nothing can: Full soon were we o'erridden: But for us fights the goodly man Whom God Himself hath bidden. Ask ye His Name? 'Tis Christ our Lord, The God of Hosts alone adored, Our Champion, none dare brave Him. 3 Should hell's whole legion round us press, All banded to devour us, Yet this should work us good success, Nor fear e'en then o'erpower us: Though this world's prince look fierce and bold, It maters not, his doom is told, A single word can foil him. 4 Our foes must let the Word stand sure; No thanks for this they're reaping; God's Spirit in His way secure, God's grace our souls is keeping; Those foes may spoil all earthly bliss; Let be! they win no gain from this, God's kingdom still is left us. Amen. Topics: Protection Languages: English Tune Title: EIN FESTE BURG

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12a (1894) 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, oh, 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 the 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. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12b (1894) Meter: 10.10.10.10 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, oh, 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 the 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. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12c (1894) 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, oh, 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 the 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. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12d (1894) 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, oh, 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 the 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. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]

Above the clear blue sky

Author: Mary Bourdillon Hymnal: HRGC1892 #570 (1894) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Lyrics: 1 Above the clear blue sky, In heaven's bright abode, The angel host on high Sing praises to their God: Alleluia! They love to sing To God their King Alleluia! 2 But God from children's tongues On earth receiveth praise; We then our cheerful songs In sweet accord will raise: Alleluia! We too will sing To God our King Alleluia! 3 O blessèd Lord, Thy truth To all Thy flock impart, And teach us in our youth To know Thee as Thou art. Alleluia! Then shall we sing To God our King Alleluia! 4 Oh, may thy holy Word Spread all the world around! And all with one accord Uplift the joyful sound: Alleluia! All then shall sing To God their King Alleluia! Amen. Topics: For Children Languages: English Tune Title: [Above the clear blue sky]

According to Thy gracious word

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #233a (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The cup, Thy precious blood, I take, And thus remember Thee? 3 Gethsemane, can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee. 5 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy Kingdom come, Then, Lord, remember me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [According to Thy gracious word]