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Joyful Songs

Author: J. R. M. Hymnal: JS1875 #3 (1875) First Line: Joyful Songs now let us sing Lyrics: 1 Joyful songs now let us sing, To our Shepherd, Savior, King. Joyful songs our voices raise, God should have our warmest praise. Joyful songs on earth ascend, Joyful songs from hearts of love, To the blessed One above, And with songs of Heaven blend, Joyful songs from hearts of love To the blessed One above. 2 Joyful songs when faint or sad, Joyful songs will make us glad, Joyful songs at home, abroad, Bright'ning all the way to God. Joyful songs, when death's dark vale Joyful songs, all dangers past, We shall sing in Heav'n at last, Else would make our courage fail; Joyful songs, all dangers past, We shall sing in Heav'n at last. Languages: English Tune Title: [Joyful Songs now let us sing]
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He Careth for Thee

Hymnal: JS1875 #4 (1875) First Line: Voyager o'er life's rough tide Lyrics: 1 Voyager o'er life's rough tide, Cast thy haunting fears aside, He who walked in Galilee, Walks as surely by thy side, Tho' thou canst not hear or see, He careth for thee. He careth for thee. 2 Mourner sitting dumb with pain, Do not murmur or complain, He by sorrow sorely tried Shall be crowned with joy again, 'Mong the hosts of purrified. He careth for thee. He careth for thee. 3 Toiler in life's dusty ways, Dragging thro' the weary days, When the vail is rent in twain, Thou shalt see with sweet amaze, Not a stripe was borne in vain. He careth for thee. He careth for thee. Languages: English Tune Title: [Voyager o'er life's rough tide]
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We Come with Loud Acclaim

Author: Dr. Bethune Hymnal: JS1875 #5 (1875) First Line: We come, we come, with loud acclaim Refrain First Line: We come, we come Lyrics: 1 We come, we come with loud acclaim, To sing the praise of Jesus name, And make the vaulted temple ring, With loud hosannas to our king. Chorus: We come, we come, To praise his name, And make the vaulted temple ring, With loud hosannas to our King. 2 With thrilling pulse and smiling face, We gather round the throne of grace, And lowly bend to offer there, From humble lips, our thankful prayer. [Chorus] 3 Oh bless our friends and teachers dear, Our pastor kind and parents dear, And lead us with thy tender love, Up to our happy home above. [Chorus] Scripture: Psalm 104:33 Languages: English Tune Title: [We come, we come with loud acclaim]
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Jesus Is Mine

Author: Dr. Bonar Hymnal: JS1875 #6 (1875) First Line: Fade, fade, each earthly joy Lyrics: 1 Fade, fade, each earthly joy; Jesus is mine! Break ev'ry tender tie; Jesus is mine! Jesus alone can bless, Dark is the wilderness, Earth has no resting place, Jesus is mine. 2 Tempt not my soul away; Jesus is mine! Here would I ever stay; Jesus is mine! Perishing things of clay Born but for one brief day. Pass from my hearts away, Jesus is mine. 3 Farewell ye dreams of night; Jesus is mine! Lost in this dawning bright; Jesus is mine! All that my soul has tried, Left but a dismal void, Jesus has satisfied, Jesus is mine. 4 Farewell, mortality; Jesus is mine! Welcome, eternity; Jesus is mine! Welcome, O Lord and blest, Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, Welcome my Savior's breast, Jesus is mine. Languages: English Tune Title: [Fade, fade, each earthly joy]
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Am I Coming

Hymnal: JS1875 #7 (1875) First Line: Am I coming, truly coming Lyrics: 1 Am I coming, truly coming, Nearer to my Father's home, As so weary, struggling, straying, Thro' the world's dark paths I roam? Am I leaning, truly leaning, on my Savior as I go? Am I often sighing, praying, That of Him I more may know? Am I coming, truly coming, Nearer to my Father's home, As so weary, struggling, straying, Thro' the world's dark paths I roam? 2 Am I growing, truly growing, In that grace He freely gives, To the child who all forsaking, In Him breathes and in Him lives? Thou are mine, O Savior take me, cast my unbelief aside, Cleanse me from all sin, and make me Evermore in Thee abide. Am I growing, truly growing, In that grace He freely gives, To the child who all forsaking, In Him breathes and in Him lives? Languages: English Tune Title: [Am I Coming, truly coming]
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The Army of the Lord

Author: Alfred Sully Hymnal: JS1875 #8 (1875) First Line: God is marshaling his army Refrain First Line: Marching on, marching on Lyrics: 1 God is marshaling his army For the rescue of his truth, He is calling now to battle Both the vet'ran and the youth. You can hear his mighty summons In the thunder of his word; Let us then be valiant soldiers In the army of the Lord! Chorus: Marching on, Marching on, Let us keep the campfires blazing, Let us sound abroad his word; Marching on, Marching on. There are glorious vict'ries coming to the army of the Lord. 2 Let the watchman on the tower Keep his post with sleepless eyes, Let the privates out on picket Guard against the least surprise, For the order is forever To be ready at a word; There must be no sleeping soldiers In the army of the Lord! [Chorus] 3 'Tis a war that lasts forever 'Tis a conflict with the world; There can be no furlough granted, There must never flag be furl'd We can never cease the conflict, Till the summons home be heard, We have all for life enlisted, In the army of the Lord! [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [God is marshaling his army]
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Sweet Land of the Blest

Author: Rev. W. B. O. Peabody Hymnal: JS1875 #10 (1875) First Line: O, when the hours of life are past Lyrics: 1 O, when the hours of life are past, And death's dark shade unites at last; It is not sleep, it is not rest, 'Tis glory op'ning in the blest. Chorus: Sweet land of the blest, Sweet land of the blest, It is not sleep, it is not rest, 'Tis glory op'ning to the blest. 2 Their way to heav'n was pure from sin, And Christ shall there receive them in; There each shall wear a robe of light, Like His divinely fair and bright. [Chorus] 3 There angels will unite their prayers, With spirits bright and blest as theirs; And light shall glance on ev'ery crown, From suns that never more go down. [Chorus] 4 No storms shall ride the troubled air, No voice of passion enter there; But be all peaceful as the sigh Of evening gales, that breathe and die. [Chorus] 5 For them the God of mercy sheds His parent influence on their heads, And gilds the spirits round the throne, With glory radiant as his own. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [O, when the hours of life are past]
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Looking to Jesus

Hymnal: JS1875 #11 (1875) First Line: O eyes that are weary, And hearts that are sore! Lyrics: 1 O eyes that are weary, And hearts that are sore! Look off unto Jesus, now sorrow no more; The light of His countenance shineth so bright, That here as in heaven There need be no night. 2 While looking to Jesus My heart cannot fear, I tremble no more when I see Jesus near; I know that his presence my safeguard will be, For "why are you troubled" He saith unto me. 3 Still looking to Jesus Oh may I be found, When Jordan's dark waters encompass me around; They bear me away in his presence to be, I see him, still nearer Whom always I see. Languages: English Tune Title: [O eyes that are weary, And hearts that are sore!]
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The Mellow Eve is Gliding

Hymnal: JS1875 #12 (1875) Lyrics: 1 The mellow eve is gliding Serenely down the west; So, ev'ry care subsiding, My soul would sink to rest. The wood-land hum is ringing, The daylight's gentle close; May angels round me singing, Thus hymn my last repose. 2 The ev'ning star has lighted Her crystal lamp on high; So, when in death benighted, May hope illume the sky. In golden splendor dawning, The morrow's light shall break, O! on the last bright morning, May I in glory wake. Languages: English Tune Title: [The mellow eve is gliding]
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Purer Yet

Hymnal: JS1875 #13 (1875) First Line: Purer yet, and purer Lyrics: 1 Purer yet, and purer I would be in mind, Dearer yet, and dearer Ev'ry duty find; Hoping still, I trust in God without a fear, Patiently believing He will make all clear. 2 Calmer yet, and calmer, Trials bear and pain, Surer yet, and surer Peace at last to gain; Suff'ring still and doing, To his will resign'd, And to God subduing Heart and will and mind. 3 Higher yet, and higher, Out of clouds and night, Nearer yet, and nearer Rising to the light; Light serene and holy, Where my soul may rest, Purified and lowly, Sanctified and blest. Languages: English Tune Title: [Purer yet, and purer]

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