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When We Work for the Lord

Author: J. H. F. Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: 1 When we work for the Lord He doth help us each day; He doth bless us and guide us In his own perfect way; Every trial grows sweet, Every burden grows light, And his angels will guard us Through the night, through the night. 2 When we work for the Lord We have nothing to fear, For the joy of his presence Bringeth heaven so near; While his strong arm upholds, And we share in his love, We receive his protection From above, from above. 3 When we work for the Lord Every arm groweth strong; And a sweet inspiration Floweth forth in a song; When the work here is done, He will take us to rest, We shall dwell in the mansions Of the blest, of the blest. Scripture: Philippians 4:13 Used With Tune: [When we work for the Lord]

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[When we work for the Lord]

Appears in 5 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: J. H. F. Incipit: 56713 21176 16555 Used With Text: When We Work for the Lord

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When We Work for the Lord

Author: J. H. F. Hymnal: The Christian Sunday School Hymnal #23 (1883) Lyrics: 1 When we work for the Lord He doth help us each day; He doth bless us and guide us In his own perfect way; Every trial grows sweet, Every burden grows light, And his angels will guard us Through the night, through the night. 2 When we work for the Lord We have nothing to fear, For the joy of his presence Bringeth heaven so near; While his strong arm upholds, And we share in his love, We receive his protection From above, from above. 3 When we work for the Lord Every arm groweth strong; And a sweet inspiration Floweth forth in a song; When the work here is done, He will take us to rest, We shall dwell in the mansions Of the blest, of the blest. Scripture: Philippians 4:13 Tune Title: [When we work for the Lord]
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When We Work for the Lord

Author: J. H. F. Hymnal: Grace and Glory #61 (1882) Languages: English Tune Title: [When we work for the Lord]
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When We Work for the Lord

Author: J. H. F. Hymnal: Songs of Gratitude #91 (1880) Languages: English Tune Title: [When we work for the Lord]

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J. H. Fillmore

1849 - 1936 Person Name: J. H. F. Author of "When We Work for the Lord" in The Christian Sunday School Hymnal James Henry Fillmore USA 1849-1936. Born at Cincinnati, OH, he helped support his family by running his father's singing school. He married Annie Eliza McKrell in 1880, and they had five children. After his father's death he and his brothers, Charles and Frederick, founded the Fillmore Brothers Music House in Cincinnati, specializing in publishing religious music. He was also an author, composer, and editor of music, composing hymn tunes, anthems, and cantatas, as well as publishing 20+ Christian songbooks and hymnals. He issued a monthly periodical “The music messsenger”, typically putting in his own hymns before publishing them in hymnbooks. Jessie Brown Pounds, also a hymnist, contributed song lyrics to the Fillmore Music House for 30 years, and many tunes were composed for her lyrics. He was instrumental in the prohibition and temperance efforts of the day. His wife died in 1913, and he took a world tour trip with single daughter, Fred (a church singer), in the early 1920s. He died in Cincinnati. His son, Henry, became a bandmaster/composer. John Perry
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