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Amazing Grace, How Sweet the Sound

Author: John Newton, 1725-1807; Jacques de RĂ©land; Josephine S. (Konwenne) Day; Wing-Hee Heyward Wong; Chirstopher Cheung; Megumi Hara; Haruo Harold Aihara Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1,424 hymnals Topics: Advent 4 Year B; Advent 3 Year C Lyrics: 1 Amazing grace, How sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace first taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved; how precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come; 'tis grace that brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me, this word my hope secures; God will my shield and portion be as long as life endures. 5 When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we'd first begun. Used With Tune: AMAZING GRACE (NEW BRITAIN) Text Sources: V. 5 anon. from A Collection of Sacred Ballads, 1790; Cree, Ojibway, and Inuktitut translators unknown; Ethnic Ministries Council, The United Church of Canada also helped with Japanese transliteration, 1995

Amen, he comes! to bring his own reward!

Author: Christopher Idle (b. 1938) Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Advent; Church Year Advent First Line: Come and see the shining hope that Christ's apostle saw Scripture: Revelation 4 Used With Tune: MARCHING THROUGH GEORGIA
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Amidst a world of hopes and fears

Author: Henry Moore Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 66 hymnals Topics: Advent, Fourth Sunday Lyrics: 1 Amidst a world of hopes and fears, A world of cares, and toils, and tears, Where foes alarm, and dangers threat, And pleasures kill, and glories cheat: 2 Send down, O Lord! a heavenly ray, To guide me in the doubtful way; And o'er me hold Thy Shield of power, To guard me in the dangerous hour. 3 Teach me the flattering paths to shun, In which the thoughtless many run, Who for a shade the substance miss, And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 4 May never pleasure, wealth, or pride, Allure my wandering soul aside; But through this maze of mortal ill, Safe lead me to Thy heavenly hill. 5 There glories shine, and pleasures roll, That charm, delight, transport the soul; And every panting wish shall be Possest of boundless bliss in Thee. Used With Tune: STONEFIELD

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