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The tender light of home behind

Author: Sarah G. Stock Hymnal: The Church Missionary Hymn Book #121 (1899) Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR
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The Tender Light of Home Behind

Author: Sarah Stock Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6537 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. The tender light of home behind, Dark heathen gloom before, The servants of the Lord go forth To many a foreign shore: But the true light that cannot pale Streams on them from above, A light divine, that shall not fail— The smile of Him they love. 2. The sheltering nest of home behind, The battlefield before, They gird their heav’nly armor on, And seek the foreign shore: But Christ their captain, with them goes, He leads them in the way; With Him they face the mightiest foes, With Him they win the day. 3. The peaceful joys of home behind, Danger and death before, Right cheerfully they set their face To seek the foreign shore: For Christ has called, and His dear Word Brings bliss, whate’er betide; ’Tis not alone—’tis with their Lord They seek the other side. 4. A wealth of love and prayer behind, Far-reaching hope before, The servants of the Lord go forth To seek a foreign shore: And wheresoe’er their footsteps move That hope makes sweet the air; And all the path is paved with love, And canopied with prayer. 5. Christ in the fondly-loved behind, Christ in the bright before, Oh! blest are they who start with Him To seek the foreign shore! Christ is their fair, unfading light, Christ is their shield and sword, Christ is their keeper, day and night, And Christ their rich reward. Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR
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The Tender Light of Home Behind

Author: S. G. S. Hymnal: Hymns of Consecration and Faith #424 (1902) Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR
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The Chariots Of The Lord Are Strong

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9182 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 The chariots of the Lord are strong, Their number passeth ken; Mount them and fight against the wrong, Ye who are valiant men. 2 Where, unabashed, the power of sin Vaunts an unhindered sway, Ride, in the strength of God, and win Fresh laurels in the fray. 3 For freedom wield the sword of might, And cut the bands that bind; Strike boldly in the cause of right, And still fresh laurels find. 4 Where hands are weak, and hearts are faint, Through conflict sharp and sore; Where hearts that murmur no complaint, Shrink at the thought of more: 5 There let the power of God be shown, To quell satanic might; To rescue those who strive alone, Despondent in the fight. 6 Ride on, the chariots of the Lord, Dispel the hosts of sin; Ye who are valiant, wield the sword, And still fresh laurels win. Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR
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God Of My Mercy And My Praise

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10119 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 God of my mercy and my praise, Thy glory is my song, Though sinners speak against Thy grace With a blaspheming tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth was found, With cruel slanders, false and vain, They compassed Him around. 3 Their miseries His compassion move, Their peace He still pursued; They render hatred for His love, And evil for His good. 4 Their malice raged without a cause, Yet, with His dying breath, He prayed for murderers on His cross, And blessed His foes in death. 5 Lord, shall Thy bright example shine In vain before my eyes? Give me a soul akin to Thine To love my enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage, And, in my Savior’s name, I shall defeat their pride and rage Who slander and condemn. Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR
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I Walk A Lonely Pilgrim Here

Author: Louisa J. Beach Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10582 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 I walk a lonely pilgrim here, O’er life’s uneven way; My aching heart keeps hoping, for A bright and better day; A glorious home, a goodly land, The blessèd, heavenly rest; And well I know that land is near, The home of all who’re blest. 2 I walk alone, and oft am sad, And fall the briny tears; My heart is grieved with trials sore, And pressed with many cares. The better land no sorrow knows— There, hushed is every sigh; The Savior’s hand in kindness wipes The tear-drop from each eye. 3 I walk alone, and yet am glad, The blessèd promise’s given, To cheer the heart—the lowly one, Towards that promised Heaven. The humble path my Savior walked, I scorn it not to tread; The frowns and scoffs my Savior bore May fall upon my head. 4 I stand upon His precious word, My soul rejoiceth free, The glorious light the Gospel gives, Is light that shines for me. I’ll suffer now, I’ll triumph then; I’ll die for Jesus here, In that bright world I’ll live again, A conqueror’s crown to wear. Languages: English Tune Title: PENMAENMAWR

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