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Fair Beyond Telling

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #18 (1927) Meter: 5.5.4.5.5.4.10.10 First Line: Fair beyond telling, Lord Lyrics: 1 Fair beyond telling, Lord, is Thy dwelling, Filled with Thy peace. Oh, how I languish Here in my anguish, Seeking release, That I may enter Thy temple, O Lord, With Thee communing in deepest accord. 2 With Thy compassion, Lord of salvation, Naught can compare, Even the sparrow Safe from the arrow Rests in Thy care. And as Thou shieldest the bird in its nest, So let my heart in Thy temple find rest. 3 Years full of splendors, Which to offenders Earth may afford, Never can measure One day of pleasure Found with Thee, Lord, When on the wings of thy quickening word Souls are uplifted and Thou art adored. 4 Rich in Thy blessing, Onward progressing Are now Thy friends, Strengthened in spirit, Each by Thy merit Upward ascends Till, when at home in that city of gold, All shall in wonder Thy presence behold. Topics: Opening Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: [Fair beyond telling, Lord]
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Fair Beyond Telling

Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #18 (1928) Meter: 5.5.4.5.5.4.10.10 First Line: Fair beyond telling, Lord Lyrics: 1 Fair beyond telling, Lord, is Thy dwelling, Filled with Thy peace. Oh, how I languish Here in my anguish, Seeking release, That I may enter Thy temple, O Lord, With Thee communing in deepest accord. 2 With Thy compassion, Lord of salvation, Naught can compare. Even the sparrow Safe from the arrow Rests in Thy care. And as Thou shieldest the bird in its nest, So let my heart in Thy temple find rest. 3 Years full of splendors, Which to offenders Earth may afford, Never can measure One day of pleasure Found with Thee, Lord, When, on the wings of thy quickening word Souls are uplifted and Thou art adored. 4 Rich in Thy blessing, Onward progressing Are now Thy friends, Strengthened in spirit, Each by Thy merit Upward ascends Till, when at home in that city of gold, All shall in wonder Thy presence behold. Topics: Opening Hymns Languages: English
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Fair Beyond Telling

Author: J. C. Aaberg; N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #23 (1930) Meter: 5.5.4.5.5.4.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Fair beyond telling, Lord, is Thy dwelling, Filled with Thy peace. Oh, how I languish Here in my anguish, Seeking release, That I may enter Thy temple, O Lord, With Thee communing in deepest accord. 2 With Thy compassion, Lord of salvation, Naught can compare; Even the sparrow Safe from the arrow Rests in Thy care. And as Thou shieldest the bird in its nest, So let my heart in Thy temple find rest. 3 Years full of splendors, Which to offenders Earth may afford, Never can measure One day of pleasure Found with Thee, Lord, When on the wings of Thy quickening Word Souls are uplifted and Thou art adored. 4 Rich in Thy blessing, Onward progressing Are now Thy friends, Strengthened in spirit, Each by Thy merit Upward ascends Till, when at home in that city of gold, All shall in wonder Thy presence behold. Topics: Invitation Languages: English Tune Title: GETHER
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Fair beyond telling

Author: Nikolai Frederick Severin Grundtvig, 1783-1872; J. C. Aaberg Hymnal: Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #90 (1945) Meter: 5.5.4.5.5.4.10.10 Lyrics: Fair beyond telling, Lord, is Thy dwelling, Filled with Thy peace. Oh how I languish And, in my anguish, Wait for release That I may enter Thy temple, O Lord, With Thee communing in deepest accord. With Thy compassion, Lord of Salvation, Naught can compare. Even the sparrow Safe from the arrow Rests in Thy care. And as Thou shieldest the bird in its nest, So let my heart in Thy temple find rest. Years full of splendors, Which to offenders Earth may afford, Never can measure One day of pleasure Found with Thee, Lord, When on the wings of Thy quickening word Souls are uplifted and Thou art adored. Quicken in spirit, Grow in Thy merit Shall now Thy friends. Blessings in showers Filled with Thy powers On them descends Until at home in the city of gold All shall in wonder Thy presence behold. Languages: English
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