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Author: Edgar Page Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 315 hymnals First Line: I've reached the land of corn and wine Refrain First Line: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land Lyrics: 1 I’ve reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine; Here shines undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away. Refrain: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav’n, my home forevermore! 2 My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by His hand, For this is Heaven’s borderland. [Refrain] 3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze, Is borne from ever vernal trees, And flow’rs that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow. [Refrain] 4 The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds of Heaven’s melody, As angels with the white-robed throng Join in the sweet redemption song. [Refrain] Scripture: Deuteronomy 8:7-10 Used With Tune: [I've reached the land of corn and wine] Text Sources: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Beulah_Land); Anonymous/Unknown, The Blue Book (93)

We All Believe in One True God

Author: Martin Luther; H. Bruecker Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 11 hymnals First Line: We all believe in one true God, Who created earth and heaven Text Sources: The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941 (Tr.) alt.

I Know

Author: Salathial C. Kirk Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: The works and ways of God on high Refrain First Line: I cannot tell you why, nor how Lyrics: 1 The works and ways of God on high I cannot solve—I do not try; But, tho’ I cannot these unfold, One thing I know—to this I’ll hold Tho’ all the world besides deny— A sinner saved by grace am I. Refrain: I cannot tell you why, nor how, For O I do not understand; I only say, "I know! I know!" On this unshaken ground I stand. 2 I know that my Redeemer lives; I know, I know that He forgives; I know that I who once was dead Am now alive in Christ, my head! Let all the world besides deny "I know I live!" shall be my cry. [Refrain] 3 How, at His word, the darkness flies, And beams of sunlight flood my eyes, I do not know; enough for me That I who once was blind now see! Let all the world besides deny "I know I see!" shall be my cry. [Refrain] 4 Beyond this mortal vale there stands A house for me not made with hands; E’en now I see beyond the dome, And occupy my heav’nly home. Let all the world besides deny I know I have a home on high. [Refrain] Used With Tune: BODØ

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[I've reached the land of corn and wine]

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 222 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: John R. Sweney Tune Sources: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Beulah_Land); Anonymous/Unknown, The Blue Book (93) Tune Key: G Major Incipit: 53332 11154 44322 Used With Text: Beulah Land

WIR GLAUBEN ALL (Chant)

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 18 hymnals Tune Sources: Latin, 14th cent., adapt. Tune Key: a minor Incipit: 15452 32155 17657 Used With Text: We All Believe in One True God

PAX VERITATIS

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: Horatio William Parker Tune Key: D Flat Major Incipit: 51776 23465 43577 Used With Text: God of the Nations, Who Hast Led

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Many a gift did Christ impart

Author: Ernst Lange; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #21 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Many a gift did Christ impart, Noblest of them all is Love, Love, a balm within the heart That can all its pains remove; Love, a star most bright and pure; Love, a gem of priceless worth, Richer than man knows on earth; Love, like beauty, strong to lure; Love, like joy, makes man her thrall, Strong to please and conquer all. Love can give us all things; here Use and beauty cannot sever; Love can raise us to that sphere Whence the soul tends heavenwards ever; Though one speak with angel tongues Bravest words of strength and fire, If no love his heart inspire, They are but as fleeting songs; All his eloquence shall pass, As the noise of sounding brass. Science with her keen-eyed glance, All the wisdom of the world, Mysteries that the soul entrance, Faith that mighty hills had hurled From their ancient seats;--all this, Wherein man takes most his pride, Valueless is cast aside, If the spirit there we miss, That can work from love alone, Not from pride in what is known. Though I lavished all I have On the poor in charity; Though I shrank not from the grave, Or unmoved the stake could see; Though my body here were given To the all-consuming flame; If my mind were still the same, Meeter were I not for heaven, Till by Love my works were crowned, Till in Love my strength were found. Faith must conquer, Hope must bloom, As our onward path we wend, Else we came not through the gloom, But with earth they also end: Thou, O Love, doth stretch afar Through the wide eternity, And the soul arrayed in Thee Shines for ever as a star. Faith and hope must pass away, Thou, O Love, endurest aye. Come, thou Spirit of pure Love, Who dost forth from God proceed, Never from my heart remove, Let me all Thy impulse heed; All that seeks self-profit first, Rather than another's good, Whether foe or linked in blood, Let me hold such thought accurst; And my heart henceforward be Ruled, inspired, O Love, by thee! Languages: English

O Friend of Souls, how well is me

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Wolfgang C. Deszler Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #62 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: O Friend of Souls, how well is me, Whene'er Thy love my spirit calms! From sorrow's dungeon forth I flee, And hide me in Thy shelt'ring arms. The night of weeping flies away Before the heart-reviving ray Of love, that beams from out Thy breast; Here is my heaven on earth begun; Who were not joyful had he won In Thee, O God, his joy and rest! The world may call herself my foe, So be it; for I trust her not, E'en though a friendly face she show, And with her bounties heap my lot. In Thee alone will I rejoice, Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice, For Thou art true when friendships fail; 'Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still My anchor; hate me as it will, The world shall o'er me ne'er prevail. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest, I follow leaning on Thy hand; From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest, And giv'st him water from the sand. I know Thy wondrous ways will end In love and blessing, Thou true Friend, Enough if Thou art ever near! I know, whom Thou wilt glorify, And raise o'er sun and stars on high, Thou lead'st through depths and darkness here. To others Death seems dark and grim, But not, Thou Life of life, to me; I know Thou ne'er forsakest him Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee. Oh who would fear his journey's close, If from dark woods and lurking foes, He then found safety and release? Nay, rather with a joyful heart From this dark region I depart To Thy eternal light and peace. O Friend of souls, then well indeed Is me, when on Thy love I lean! The world, nor pain, nor death I heed, Since Thou, my God, my joy hast been. Oh let this peace that Thou hast given Be but a foretaste of Thy heaven, For goodness infinite is Thine. Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys! In God alone be all my joys; Oh rich delight, my Friend is mine! Languages: English

Yes, there remaineth yet a rest!

Author: Kunth; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Lyra Germanica #80 (1861) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Yes, there remaineth yet a rest! Arise, sad heart, who now dost pine, By heavy care and pain opprest, On whom no sun of joy can shine; Look to the Lamb! in yon bright fields Thou'lt know the joy His presence yields; Cast off thy load and thither haste; Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more, Soon, soon thy weary course be o'er, And deep the rest thou then shalt taste: The rest appointed thee of God, The rest that nought shall break or move, That ere this earth by man was trod Was set apart for thee by Love. Our Saviour gave His life to win This rest for thee; oh enter in! Here how His voice sounds far and wide: Ye weary souls, no more delay, Nor loiter faithless by the way, Here in my peace and rest abide! Ye heavy-laden, come to Him! Ye who are bent with many a load, Come from your prisons drear and dim, Toil not thus sadly on your road! Ye've borne the burden of the day, And hear ye not your Saviour say, I am your refuge and your rest? His children ye, of heavenly birth, Howe'er may rage sin, hell, or earth, Here are ye safe, here calmly blest. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring, Whose seed was sown on earth in tears; There in our Father's house we sing The song too sweet for mortal ears. Sorrow and sighing all are past, And pain and death are fled at last, There with the Lamb of God we dwell, He leads us to the crystal river, He wipes away all tears for ever; What there is ours no tongue can tell. Hunger nor thirst can pain us there, The time of recompense is come, Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear, Safe sheltered in our Saviour's home. The Lamb is in the midst; and those Who followed Him through shame and woes, Are crowned with honour, joy, and peace. The dry bones gather life again, One Sabbath over all shall reign, Wherein all toil and labour cease. There is untroubled calm and light, No gnawing care shall mar our rest; Ye weary, heed this word aright, Come, lean upon your Saviour's breast. Fain would I linger here no more, Fain to yon happier world upsoar, And join that bright expectant band. Oh raise, my soul, the joyful song That rings through yon triumphant throng; Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand. Languages: English

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Edgar Page

1836 - 1921 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Author of "Beulah Land" in Timeless Truths Real name Edgar Page Stites. Used Edgar Page ====================== Page, Edgar, is set forth in I. D. Sankey's Sacred Songs & Solos, 1878-81, as the author of (1) "I've reached the land of corn and wine" (Peace with God); (2) ”Simply trusting every day" (Trust in Jesus). --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907) ===================== Page, Edgar, p. 1585, i. In his Sacred Songs, &c, Mr. Sankey attributes the hymns "I've reached the land of corn and wine," and "Simply trusting every day," to "Edgar Page," as stated on p. 1585, i.; but in his My Life and Sacred Songs, 1906, he gives both to "E. P. Stites," together with some details concerning them, but without any reference to the change in his ascription of authorship. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)

John R. Sweney

1837 - 1899 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Composer of "[I've reached the land of corn and wine]" in Timeless Truths John R. Sweney (1837-1899) was born in West Chester, Pennsylvania, and exhibited musical abilities at an early age. At nineteen he was studying with a German music teacher, leading a choir and glee club, and performing at children’s entertainments. By twenty-two he was teaching at a school in Dover, Delaware. Soon thereafter, he was put in charge of the band of the Third Delaware Regiment of the Union Army for the duration of the Civil War. After the war, he became Professor of Music at the Pennsylvania Military Academy, and director of Sweney’s Cornet Band. He eventually earned Bachelor and Doctor of Music degrees at the Academy. Sweney began composing church music in 1871 and became well-known as a leader of large congregations. His appreciators stated “Sweney knows how to make a congregation sing” and “He had great power in arousing multitudes.” He also became director of music for a large Sunday school at the Bethany Presbyterian Church in Philadelphia of which John Wanamaker was superintendent (Wanamaker was the founder of the first major department store in Philadelphia). In addition to his prolific output of hymn melodies and other compositions, Sweney edited or co-edited about sixty song collections, many in collaboration with William J. Kirkpatrick. Sweney died on April 10, 1899, and his memorial was widely attended and included a eulogy by Wanamaker. Joe Hickerson from "Joe's Jottings #9" used by permission

D. S. Warner

1842 - 1895 Person Name: Daniel S. Warner Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Author of "Sanctified by Faith" in Timeless Truths Warner, Daniel Sidney. (near Marshallville, Wayne County, Ohio, 1842--1895). Church of God. Reared on an Ohio farm. During the Civil War, he substituted for a brother. Later he taught school. He attended Oberlin College briefly in 1865. By 1867 he was licensed to preach by the Western Ohio Eldership of the Church of God (Winebrennerian). His experience in preaching was gained on circuits in Nebraska and Ohio. In 1874 he was in trouble with the Eldership for preaching entire sanctification. Soon he joined the Indiana Eldership. In 1881 he was in trouble with this Eldership over sectism. Warner was an associate editor of the Herals of Gospel Freedom in 1878. this paper was merged with the Pilgrim about 1881, and the new paper was called the Gospel Trumpet, with Warner as its editor. Warner was forced to move the paper about, seeing for firm financial foundations. The publishing work was at last established in Grand Junction, Michigan, enabling Warner to travel more extensively with a group of evangelists. Warner's time was spent in editing the Trumpet, writing books, tracts, and songs, and making evangelistic tours of the United States. --John W.V. Smith, DNAH Archives =================================== Daniel Sidney Warner, 1842-1895 Born: June 25, 1842, Bristol (now Marshallville), Ohio. Died: December 12, 1895, Grand Junction, Michigan, of pneumonia. Buried: Near Grand Junction, Michigan, at the edge of the Church of God campground that was once there. As of 1880, Warner was living in Rome City, Indiana. His works include: Echoes From Glory, with Barney Warren (Grand Junction, Michigan: The Gospel Trumpet Publishing Company, 1893) Lyrics-- Ah Poor Alien Far from the Fold of Love Ah Poor Sinner, Think of Calvary All This World, Its Wealth and Honor All Ye People, Come Down to the Judgment Begun Along a Dark and Gloomy Path Are You of the Holy Remnant Are You Ready, Waiting for the Lord? Are You Sowing Seeds of Kindness? Asleep in Jesus, Oh, How Sweet A Gentle Hand Unseen by Us A Long Time I Wandered Away Beautiful, Peaceful Zion Behold a Form upon the Lonely Mount Behold, What Love, What Boundless Love Bond of Perfectness, The Borne Away in Mind and Spirit Brighter Days Are Sweetly Dawning By Thy Blessed Word Obeying Can the Spirit of a Mortal Church of God, Thou Spotless Virgin Church of the Living God Come, Behold the Love of Jesus Come unto Me, All Ye That Labor Come, Within That Upper Chamber Dear Friends, We Have Precious Tidings of Old Don’t Resist the Holy Spirit Down into the Flowing River Do You Triumph, O My Brother? Ere Christ Will Reign Within Thy Heart Fair City of the Gospel Day Far Down o’er the Ages a Promise Divine Fill Me with Thy Spirit From My Soul and All Within From the Mount of Heavenly Vision God Is Sitting in the Awful Valley God Is Sweeping through the Nations God of Mercy, God of Love Great Peace Have They That Love Thy Law Hallelujah to Jesus! Hark, in the Bible a Warning Hear the Tidings of a Kingdom Hear the Voice of Our Commander Hear Ye the Moan of a Soul That Is Lost Here We Meet and Part in Jesus His Yoke Is Easy How Often I’ve Pondered My Struggles Within How Sweet Is My Walk with Jesus! How Sweet This Bond of Perfectness I Am Resting in Jesus, Hallelujah! I Know My Name Is There I Heard the Dear Redeemer Say I Lost My Life for Jesus on the Cross I Ought to Love My Savior I Seem to Hear an Angel Choir I Will Be with Thee, O, Child of Love I Will Part with Thee, Old Master I Will Trust Thee, O My Father If Thou Wilt Know the Fountain Deep I’ll Sing of a River Divine In the Chambers of Thy Bosom In the Light of God In the Morning of the Lord Is the Spirit Glowing in Thy Heart? It Is Written in the Bible I’ve Found a Friend in Jesus I’ve Found My Lord and He Is Mine I’ve Reached the Land of Pure Delight Jesus Drank the Cup of Sorrow Jesus Has Taken My Load of Sin Jesus, Thou a Fountain Art Last Great Day, The Let Us Sing an Invitation Let Us Sing a Sweet Song of the Home of the Soul Let Us Sing the Name of Jesus Life Is Not a Mystic Dream Light in Our Darkness, Brother Lord Our Shepherd, The Listen, Sinner, to the Voice Lord, the Shades of Night Lo, Heaven Now Opens to Rapturous View Lo the Kingdom of Heaven We See Lo, wisdom Crieth in the Streets Mansion Is Waiting in Glory, A Men Speak of a Church Triumphant Mighty Messengers Are Running My Jesus Died for Me upon the Cross My Name Is in the Book of Life My Soul in Trouble Roamed My Soul Is Satisfied My Soul Is Saved from Sin Not in the Temples Made with Hands Now My Pilgrim toils Are Over Now the Great King of Babel O Blessed Jesus, for Thee W Are Waiting O Blessed Jesus, Thy Love Is Supreme O Careless Sinner, Wake to Mercy’s Call O God, Inspire Our Morning Hymn O How Can Anyone Refuse O How Sublime Is the Life of the Christian O Let Us Sing the Mighty Love O Love Divine, Unfathomed! O Praise the Lord, My Soul Is Saved O Precious Bible! Burning Words from Heaven O Sinner, Come Home to the Savior O W Love the Children’s Meeting O What Deep and Pure Compassion O Worship God, the Father O Ye Pilgrims, Sing an Exhortation O’er the Door of Heaven’s Kingdom Oft My Heart Has Bled with Sorrow Oh, Worship God the Father, Just and True Oh, Come and Praise the Lord Today Oh, When We Remember the Goodness O Who Can Stand the Judgment Day Oh, Why Should I Be Lost Onward Moves the Great Eternal Our God Is Love, the Angels Know Perishing Souls at Stake Today! Pilgrim of Jesus, o’er Life’s Troubled Sea Praise the Lord with Songs of Glory Rejoice, Little Ones, in the Promise Divine River of Peace Salvation Is the Sweetest Thing See the Great King of Babel Shall I Tell You Why I Ceased from Folly? Shall My Soul Ascend with Rapture Shield of Faith, The Since I Have Found My Savior Sing of Salvation, O, it Was Love Sinner, will You Lose Your Soul Sunbeams Sparkling and Glancing Sweet Fellowship, Thy Crystal Tide Sweetly Whispered the Lord in My Mind Take the Shield of Faith, My Brother Tell Me, Pilgrim, Traveling Homeward Tell Me, Watchman, Oh, What of the Morning There Are Some Rays of Hope Divine There Are Tidings of a Land Far Away There Is a Blest Pavilion There Is a Grace Few Mortals Find There Is a Story I Often Must Ponder There Is Joy in the Service of the Master There Was a Bright and Lovely Boy There’s an Angel of Mercy from Heaven There’s a Fact No Mortal Ever Can Deny There’s a Fountain of Blood That Atones for the Soul There’s a Land of Everlasting Song There’s a Peaceful Valley of Decision Found There’s a Song We Love to Sing There’s an Awful Day That’s Coming There’s Mercy, Poor Sinner, for Thee There’s Music in My Soul This Is Why I Love My Savior Tho’ All Along My Happy Pilgrim Race Time Enough, the Sluggard Cries Time Onward Flows Like a River Vast Trusting in Jesus, My Savior and Friend ’Twas Sung by the Poets Two Little Hands Are Sweetly Folded Unheeding Winter’s Cruel Blast Universe Is God’s Domain, The We Are Coming, Hallelujah! We Are Going Home to Heaven’s Golden City We Are the Happy Children We Have Met Today on the Old Campground We Have Reached an Awful Era We Have Read in Sacred Story We Stand upon the Sea of Glass We Tread upon the Awful Verge We Will Work for Jesus We’ll Follow the Lord All the Way We’re a Happy Christian Band What Awful Darkness Shrouds All the Earth! When Lost in the Darkness of Guilt and Despair When We Pass the Golden Summer Where Art Thou, Wand’ring Sinner? Where Shall We Look for Help in Affliction? While Sleeping Careless on the Brink Whiter Than Snow Who but the Christian Is Happy and Free? Who Can Sing the Wondrous Love of the Son Divine?? Who Is My Life but Christ Alone? Who Will Suffer with the Savior? Why Should a Doubt or Fear Arise? Why Should a Mortal Man Complain? Wonderful Fountain of Glory --hymntime.com/tch

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Small Church Music

Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Description: The SmallChurchMusic site was launched in 2006, growing out of the requests from those struggling to provide suitable music for their services and meetings. Rev. Clyde McLennan was ordained in mid 1960’s and was a pastor in many small Australian country areas, and therefore was acutely aware of this music problem. Having also been trained as a Pipe Organist, recordings on site (which are a subset of the smallchurchmusic.com site) are all actually played by Clyde, and also include piano and piano with organ versions. All recordings are in MP3 format. Churches all around the world use the recordings, with downloads averaging over 60,000 per month. The recordings normally have an introduction, several verses and a slowdown on the last verse. Users are encouraged to use software: Audacity (http://www.audacityteam.org) or Song Surgeon (http://songsurgeon.com) (see http://scm-audacity.weebly.com for more information) to adjust the MP3 number of verses, tempo and pitch to suit their local needs. Copyright notice: Rev. Clyde McLennan, performer in this collection, has assigned his performer rights in this collection to Hymnary.org. Non-commercial use of these recordings is permitted. For permission to use them for any other purposes, please contact manager@hymnary.org. Home/Music(smallchurchmusic.com) List SongsAlphabetically List Songsby Meter List Songs byTune Name About

Christian Classics Ethereal Hymnary

Publication Date: 2007 Publisher: Grand Rapids, MI: Christian Classics Ethereal Library Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8

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