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Millennium Hymn

Author: W. G. Brown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8026 First Line: Isles of the south, awake! Lyrics: 1 Isles of the south, awake! The song of triumph sing; Let mount, and hill and vale, With hallelujahs ring: Shout, for the idols overthrown, And Israel’s God is God alone. 2 Wild wastes of Afric, shout! Your shackled sons are free; No mother wails her child ’Neath the banana tree: No slave ship dashes on thy shore; The clank of chains is heard no more. 3 Shout, vales of India, shout! No funeral fires blaze high; No idol song sings loud, As rolls the death-car by: The banner of the cross now waves Where Christian heralds made their graves. 4 Shout, rocky hills of Greece! The crescent head lies low; No Moslem flings his chain Around the Christian now; But Greek and Moslem join in one To praise the Savior, God the Son. 5 Shout, hills of Palestine! Have you forgot the groan, The spear, the thorn, the cross, The wine press trod alone, The dying prayer that rose from thee, Thou garden of Gethsemane? 6 Hail, glad millennial day! O, shout, ye heavens above! Today the nations sing The song, redeeming love: Redeeming love the song shall be: Hail, blessèd year of jubilee! Languages: English Tune Title: HETCH HETCHY
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My Trust Is In The Lord

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9840 Lyrics: 1 My trust is in the Lord; What foe can injure me? Why bid me like a bird Before the fowler flee? The Lord is on His heavenly throne, Omnipotent to save His own. 2 The wicked may assail, The tempter sorely try, All earth’s foundations fail, All nature’s springs be dry; Yet God is in His holy shrine, And I am strong while He is mine. 3 His flock to Him is dear, He watches them from high; He sends them trials here To fit them for the sky: But safely will He tend and keep The humblest, feeblest of His sheep. 4 His foes a season here May triumph and prevail; But ah, the hour is near When all their hopes must fail: While like the sun His saints shall rise, And shine with Him above the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: HETCH HETCHY

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