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The Christmas Manger Hymn

Author: Martin Luther Appears in 544 hymnals First Line: Away in a manger Used With Tune: [Away in a manger]
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Consider the Lilies, How Stately They Grow

Author: Alice W. Brotherton Appears in 28 hymnals Used With Tune: [Consider the lilies, how stately they grow]

As Rain from the Clouds

Author: Delores Dufner, OSB, b. 1939 Meter: 11.11.11.11.11.11.11.11 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: As rain from the clouds will you word come to earth Topics: Word of God; Witness Used With Tune: AFTON WATER

The Lord Is Our Shepherd

Appears in 95 hymnals First Line: The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide Used With Tune: [The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide]
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Come, Saints, and Adore Him

Author: Jonathan E. Spilman, 1812-1896 Meter: 11.11.11.11 D Appears in 193 hymnals First Line: Thou sweet smiling Kedron, by the silver stream Refrain First Line: Come saints and adore Him, come bow at His feet Lyrics: 1. Thou sweet smiling Kedron, by the silver stream, Our Savior would linger in moonlight’s soft beam, And by thy bright waters, till midnight would stay, And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the day. Refrain Come saints and adore Him, come bow at His feet, O give Him the glory and praise that is meet, Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. 2. How damp were the vapors that fell on His head, How hard was His pillow, how humble His bed, The angels beholding, amazed at the sight, Attended their master with solemn delight. [Refrain] 3. O garden of Olives, thou dear honored spot, The fame of thy wonders shall ne’er be forgot, The theme most transporting to seraphs above, The triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love. [Refrain] Used With Tune: AFTON

Old Glory, We Love Thee!

Author: Ida Scott Taylor Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Old Glory, we love thee! our emblem so true Refrain First Line: Then here's to Old Glory, and long may she wave Used With Tune: AFTON
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O Great God of Nations

Author: Richard W. Adams Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O great God of nations, revive us, we pray Lyrics: 1. O great God of nations, revive us, we pray, Raise prodigal hearts to contrition today; In pride have we turned from Your life giving Word, Embracing the darkness while truth goes unheard. Create deep within us a clean heart today, Renew a right spirit, and teach us to say: Awaken, my soul, and send anthems above, To Him who is yearning to bless you in love. 2. Forsake not Your people though far we do roam, As hedonists, spendthrifts, abandoning home; But finally, throwing our folly aside, We see You are waiting with arms open wide. We plead Your forgiveness, our Father, we pray, O heal prideful blindness and teach us to say: How mighty the love that can conquer our sin, And open the door to the banquet within. 3. In faith and in gratitude, then, must we share The good news of Jesus with lands everywhere, With peoples still groping and stumbling in night; For them You command us to send out the light. To shout from the rooftops, proclaim o’er the wave, That Christ has redeemed from the depths of the grave: Pour out, then, Your Spirit, afresh in this hour, Enable our tongues to speak out with Your power. Used With Tune: AFTON
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Flow Gently, Sweet Afton

Author: Robert Burns Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes Lyrics: 1 Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes; Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise; My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds from the hill, Ye wild whistling black-birds in yon thorny dell, Thou green-crested lapwing thy screaming forbear, I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair. 2 How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills! There daily I wander, as morn rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below, Where wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow! There oft, as mild evening creeps over the lea, The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me. 3 Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides, And winds by the cot where my Mary resides! How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave, As, gath'ring sweet flow'rets, she stems thy clear wave! Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes, Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays: My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. Used With Tune: [Flow gently, sweet Afton, amang thy green braes]

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