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Not a Thought of Earthly Things!
Author: Arthur J. Mason Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4657 Meter: 7.8.7.8 First Line: Not a thought of earthly things Lyrics: 1. Not a thought of earthly things!
Every head in awe be bended:
Christ our God, the King of kings,
Comes by angel troops attended.
2. Forth He comes, a victim He
For the wide world’s need availing,
And His people’s food to be,
With Himself their souls regaling.
3. Cherubim with watchful eyes,
Seraphim their brows concealing,
Powers and principalities,
Cry aloud, like thunder pealing. Languages: English Tune Title: GROSVENOR (Wesley)
Not a Thought of Earthly Things!
Change Is Written Everywhere
Author: James Edmeston Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8967 Meter: 7.8.7.8 Lyrics: 1 Change is written everywhere,
Time and death o’er all are ranging;
Seasons, creatures, all declare,
Man is mortal, earth is changing.
2 Life and all its treasures seem
Like a sea in constant motion;
Thanks for an eternal beam
Shining o’er the pathless ocean.
3 One by one, although each name
Providence or death will sever;
Jesus Christ is still the same
Yesterday, today, forever. Languages: English Tune Title: GROSVENOR
Change Is Written Everywhere
Lo! The Desert Depths Are Stirred
Author: Charles Coffin; William J. Blew Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12603 Meter: 7.8.7.8 Lyrics: 1 Lo! The desert depths are stirred,
And the reeds of Jordan quiver;
At the Baptist’s herald word,
Shake the shores of that old river.
2 Nearer comes the Preacher’s cry,
Deeper sounds his voice and deeper,
Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper.
3 By their Maker’s coming feet
Moved, the earth, the air, the ocean
Joyously His advent greet,
With a strangely yearning motion.
4 Cleanse the heart—a highway strew
For the Godhead hither faring;
Cleanse the home—a dwelling, due
To the mighty Guest, preparing.
5 Jesu, Thou our solace art,
Thou our strength and our salvation;
Withered grass, from Thee apart,
Fades away man’s feeble nation.
6 Lift the lost, with hand of health,
Whom the plague is fast consuming;
Lift the veil—in all its wealth,
Lo! the beauteous world is blooming.
7 Thou, who comest man to free,
Son, be Thine all praise for ever;
Thine with Sire and Spirit be
Laud through ages ending never. Languages: English Tune Title: GROSVENOR
Lo! The Desert Depths Are Stirred
