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Beulah Land

Author: Edgar Page Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 316 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.
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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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Yes, there remaineth yet a rest!

Author: Kunth; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 9 hymnals 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.
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Blessed Are They That Are Persecuted

Author: George Cooper Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Blessed are they that for His sake Lyrics: 1 Blessèd are they that for His sake Are persecuted and reviled; Our Savior’s love a Heav’n can make, When storms of earth are fierce and wild. O, thoughts of Him who bore the cross, Should teach our hearts to bear with joy Their burdens, tho’ in pain and loss, Whatever ills of earth annoy! Whatever ills of earth annoy! Blessèd are they! Blessèd are they! 2 Blessèd are they that for His sake Are persecuted and reviled; May nothing here our courage shake, While on we bear His yoke so mild. O, still be faithful to the last, Untempted e’en amid despair! Tho’, round the faithful, snares are cast, Theirs is Heav’n’s kingdom, bright and fair. Theirs is Heav’n’s kingdom, bright and fair. Blessèd are they! Blessèd are they! Used With Tune: SAVOIE Text Sources: The Chaplet of Original Hymns and Songs (Boston: G. D. Russell, 1873)
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Thrice-Holy Name!

Author: Francis T. Palgrave Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Thrice-holy name! that sweeter sounds Lyrics: 1. Thrice-holy name! that sweeter sounds Than streams which down the valley run, And tells of more than human love, And more than human power, in one: First from the gracious herald heard, Heard since through all the choirs on high; O child of Mary, Son of God, Eternal, hear Thy children’s cry! While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! 2. Within our dim-eyed souls call up The vision of Thine earthly years; The mount of the transfigured form; The garden of the bitter tears; The cross upreared in darkening skies; The thorn-wreathed head, the bleeding side; And whisper in the heart, For you, For you, I left the Heav’ns, and died, While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! 3. Ah! with faith’s inward piercing eye The riven rock-hewn bed we see, Whence Thou in triumph hast gone forth By death from death to make us free! And when on earth’s last awful day The judgment-seat of God shall shine, Lift Thou our trembling eyes to read In Thy dear face the mercy-sign. While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! Used With Tune: NOMEN TERSANCTUM Text Sources: School Guardian, 1883
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The Pearly Gate

Author: E. A. Boynton Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: When Christ our Lord shall come to reign Lyrics: 1 When Christ our Lord shall come to reign, This groaning earth shall smile again; From sin and death ’twill then be free, And there in beauty, too, shall be A city fair, exceeding great, With golden streets and pearly gate. Refrain: Then come, poor sinner, come today, Lest you should venture to delay, You’ll find yourself at last too late, And closed for aye the pearly gate. 2 In that fair city comes no night, For God Himself shall be its light, Unfading splendor fills the place, And joy lights up each smiling face; To all the boundless joys that wait Inside that glittering, pearly gate. [Refrain] 3 But he who trusts in Christ our Lord And lives obedient to His word, It matters not how poor he be, He’ll find an entrance full and free And glory in eternal weight Is found inside that pearly gate. [Refrain] 4 Whatever pathway others trace We mean by God’s assisting grace To keep the narrow heavenly way, And then upon the last great day, When Jesus comes in royal state, He’ll lead us thro’ the pearly gate. [Refrain] Used With Tune: GILAN Text Sources: Carols of Hope (Boston: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1906)
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Inside the Door

Author: U. P. Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Inside the door, O safe retreat Refrain First Line: Inside the door, oh, praise the Lord Lyrics: 1 Inside the door, O safe retreat, From stormy winds that fiercely beat, From tempest waves that rise and swell, Inside the door, here all is well. Refrain: Inside the door, oh, praise the Lord, Exalt His name with one accord, He is the door, He saves from sin, And shelters all that enter in; And so I now the theme repeat, Inside the door, O safe retreat. 2 Inside the door, O blessed calm, I feel a touch of heaven’s balm; And here my soul doth sweetly rest, As I repose on Jesus’ breast. [Refrain] 3 Inside the door, oh, let me stay, Nor let me wander far away; For in God’s house I would abide, Therein my soul is satisfied. [Refrain] 4 Inside the door, O Lord, I pray, Let me abide from day to day; Close by Thy side within the fold, That I Thy beauty may behold. [Refrain] Scripture: John 10:9 Used With Tune: [Inside the door, O safe retreat] Text Sources: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Inside_the_Door); Faith Publishing House, Evening Light Songs, 1949, edited 1987 (493)
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O Friend of Souls, how well is me

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Wolfgang C. Deszler Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals 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!
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God of the nations, who hast led

Author: Frederick Edwards; F. Edwards Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: God of the nations, who hast led Thy children since the world began, Through doubt and struggle, pain and tears, Unfolding thy eternal plan; From countless hilltops as of old The fire upon the altar flares; Through countless rites, in countless tongues, Men offer their imperfect prayers; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. O Jesus Christ, Incarnate Son, Who bore our flesh that men might see The Vision of the Perfect Life Fashioned in their humanity; By all thy words of heavenly truth, By all thy deeds of mercy wrought, 402 By all the passion of thy cross, By the redemption thou hast brought; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. O Holy Spirit, who dost touch The prophets with thy sacred fire, Eternal Wisdom to whose light All seekers after truth aspire; Behold the warring sons of men, The helpless by the strong oppressed, The truth with error still concealed, The evil grudgingly confessed; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. O God Triune, thy Church today In penitence before thee kneels, Mourning her years of slothful ease, Her deafness to the world's appeals; Divided where she should be one, Enamoured of a lesser strife, Tithing the mint and cummin while Men perish for the Bread of Life; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. Restore to us the vision, Lord, Descend with fires of Pentecost; Our tongues unloose, our hearts inflame, To preach the Gospel to the lost: Here at thy feet our prayer is made, Here life and wealth we dedicate; Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, Lord, thy anointing we await; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. Amen.

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