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Let me go, the day is breaking

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 31 hymnals First Line: Let me go, the day is breaking, Dear companions, let me go
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Comfort, Comfort, O My People

Author: Johann G. Olearius, 1611-1684; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-1878 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 128 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Comfort, comfort, O my people, Speak of peace, now says our God; Comfort those who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrow's load. Speak unto Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them; Tell of all the sins I cover, And that warfare now is over. 2 Hark, the voice of one who's crying In the desert far and near, Bidding all to full repentance Since the kingdom now is here. O that warning cry obey! Now prepare for God a way; Let the valleys rise to meet him And the hills bow down to greet him. 3 O make straight what long was crooked, Make the rougher places plain; Let your hearts be true and humble, As befits his holy reign. For the glory of the Lord Now o'er earth is shed abroad; And all flesh shall see the token That his word is never broken. Topics: The Liturgical Year Advent (Sundays and Weekdays); The Liturgical Year The Nativity of St. John the Baptist (June 24) Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-8 Used With Tune: GENEVA 42
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Once In Royal David's City

Author: Mrs. C. F. Alexander Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 417 hymnals First Line: Once in royal David's city Lyrics: 1. Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed. Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child. 2. He came down to earth from heaven Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall: With the poor, the mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior holy. 3. Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him, but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars His children crowned All in white shall wait around. Topics: Songs For Children Jesus' Birth Used With Tune: IRBY
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Watchman from the height beholding

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Watchman from the height beholding, Look towards the eastern sky; Is the light of heaven unfolding? Comes the shining angel nigh, 33 Telling to our lost creation Christ hath risen for our salvation? Yea, He came to earth to save us; As a lamb the Christ was slain; For our Passover He gave us His own flesh in direst pain; On a Cross of anguish dying, Very God, our need supplying. Watchman, from the height beholding, Comes the angel through the gloom, Ere the morning light unfolding Fills the darkness of the tomb? Comes the angel through our sadness, Waking souls of men to gladness? See! the gates of hades shaken; Burst asunder is the prison; Souls of men from bondage taken, Praise the Lord from death arisen; Praise the Resurrection morning, All our life with hope adorning.
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Though we long, in sin-wrought blindness

Author: F.T. Palgrave Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Though we long, in sin-wrought blindness, From Thy gracious paths have strayed, Cold to Thee and all Thy kindness, Wilful, reckless, or afraid; Through dim clouds that gather round us Thou hast sought, and Thou hast found us. 2 Oft from Thee we veil our faces Children-like, to cheat thine eyes; Sin, and hope to hide the traces! From ourselves ourselves disguise; 'Neath the webs enwoven round us, Thy soul-piercing glance has found us. 3 Sudden, 'midst our idle hours, O'er our sin thy thunders roll, Death his signal waves before us, Night and terror take the soul; Till through double darkness round us, Looks a star,--and Tho hast found us. 4 O most Merciful, most Holy, Light Thy wanderers on their way; Keep us ever thine, thine wholly, Suffer us no more to stray! Cloud and storm oft gather round us; We were lost, but Thou hast found us. Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Third Sunday after Trinity; Conversion; Repentance Used With Tune: [Though we long, in sin-wrought blindness]
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From Afar, Across The Waters

Author: A. F. Rohr Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 From afar, across the waters, Where Atlantic's billows roar, Lashed by hurricanes to fury On the sands of Afric's shore, Sweeps the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. 2 From across the wide Pacific, From the heart of Asia vast-- Asia, cradle of the nations, Like a stirring bugle blast Bursts the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. 3 From the lands on India's ocean, Breeders of the hot simoon, Mothering their dying millions, Tolling like the bells of doom, Rolls the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. 4 From the sea-engirdled islands On the east and on the west, With the bread of life unnourished, By the truth of God unblest, Breaks the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. 5 From the realms which rest ashiver Far along the polar deeps, Where the frightful, frozen horror Watch in awful silence keeps, Falls the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. 6 Northward, southward, eastward, westward, Mournful as a funeral wail, Shouting, shrieking, sobbing, sighing, On the breeze and on the gale, Rides the cry of Macedonia: Come and help us, come and help us. Topics: Missions Used With Tune: LOST AND FOUND
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Thou Camest Down from Heaven on High

Author: Anna Hoppe Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Thou camest down from heav'n on high Lyrics: 1 Thou camest down from heav'n on high, O Son of God the Father, For this lost world to bleed and die, Thy straying sheep to gather, The works of Satan to destroy, To turn our sorrow into joy. 2 In Thee the blind receive their sight, The lame with joy are leaping, The sorrowful find pure delight, The weary peaceful sleeping; Thou givest speech unto the dumb, And vibrant life to senses numb. 3 Thou Who hast broken Satan's power, Be Thou our Strength, dear Jesus! Uphold us in the evil hour, And from his might release us! His kingdom is a stronghold still, And legions hearken to his will. 4 But O, before Thy Word, dear Lord, The prince of darkness trembles! He quails before that two-edged Sword When Thine armed host assembles! O mighty Word, how great thy power! Thou art our refuge, shield, and tower. Amen. Topics: Church Year Lent; Advent, Third Sunday; Quinquagesima; Lent, Third Sunday; Christ Work of; Names and Office of Christ Shepherd; Satan, Conflict with Christ and Christians; Word of God Sword Scripture: Matthew 11:2-10 Used With Tune: MACHS MIT MIR, GOTT, NACH DEINER GÜD
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God who madest earth and heaven

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Heinrich Albert Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 41 hymnals Lyrics: God who madest earth and heaven, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Who the day and night has given, Sun and moon and starry host, All things wake at Thy command, Held in being by Thy hand: God, I thank Thee from my heart, That through all the livelong night, Thou hast kept me safe apart From all danger, pain, affright, And the cunning of my foe Hath not wrought my overthrow. Let the night of sin depart, As this earthly night hath fled; Jesus, take me to Thy heart, In the blood that Thou hast shed Is my help and hope alone, For the evil I have done. Help me as each morn shall break, In the Spirit to arise, Let my soul from sin awake, That when o'er the aged skies, Shall the morn of Doom appear, I may see it free from fear. Ever lead me, ever guide All my wanderings by Thy Word; As Thou hast been, still abide My defence, my refuge, Lord. Never safe except with Thee, Ever Thou my Guardian be! Mighty God, I now commend Soul and body unto Thee, All the powers that Thou dost lend, By Thy hand directed be; Thou my boast, my strength divine, Keep me with Thee, I am Thine. Let Thine angel guard my soul From the Evil One's dark power, All his thousand wiles control, Warning, guiding me each hour, Till my final rest be come, And Thine angel bear me home.

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Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 19 hymnals

In the Darkness Shines the Splendour

Author: Bernadette Gasslein Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: The Christian Year Epiphany; Christian Year Epiphany; Exodus; Glory; God Revelation; Healing; Jesus Christ Incarnation; Jesus Christ Light; Joy; Light; Music and Singing; Mystery; Nation; Revelation; Women; Word of God; Epiphany Last/Transfig. Year A; Proper 17 Year B; Proper 25 Year B Used With Tune: IRBY

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