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மா மகிமை செய்தி கேட்டோம்

Author: John Newton; S. John Barathi Hymnal: CYBER #15806 Tune Title: [மா மகிமை செய்தி கேட்டோம்] Lyrics: 1 மா மகிமை செய்தி கேட்டோம் ஆண்டவரின் சீயோனே, வாக்கு மாறா வார்த்தை என்றும் நாமும் வாசம் செய்யவே, கற்பாறைமேல் கட்டப்பட்டு திட்டமாக நிற்குமே, சூழப்பட்டு இரட்சிப்பினால் எங்கும் இன்பம் தோன்றுமே. 2 சென்றவர் தம் மக்கள் தேடி மேக ஸ்தம்பம் தீச்சுடரும், முன்னே சென்று காத்து நடத்தி ஆண்டவர் சமூகமே, பின்னே சென்று மகிமை கண்டு இரா பகல் வெயில் நிழல், உண்ண மன்னா திண்ணம் தினம் வேண்டும்போதெல்லாம் தந்தாரே. 3 ஜீவ ஊற்றின் ஓடை நதிகள் தூய அன்பில் தோன்றி வர, நம் பிள்ளைகள் பெற்று மீண்டு தேவை முற்றும் அற்றோறாய், யார்? சேர்வார் அந்நீர் பருக தேவ கிருபையால் நாமும், சதா காலம் நம்மை தாங்கும் என்றும் மாறா வாக்கிதே. 4 சீயோன் வாழும் யாவர் நாமும் மீட்பர் இரத்தத்தால் மீண்டோம், நம் விஸ்வாசம் அவர் மீதே வைத்தார் நம்மை ஸ்தானத்தில், அவர் அன்பை காட்டி நாமும், நம்மை நாமே காத்தாள்வோம், நாம் நம் பாத்ரம் ஸ்தோத்ரமாக நம் நன்றி கடனாய் வைப்போமே. 5 சீயோன் சொந்தம் நானுமன்றோ? உம் கிருபையால் ஆனேனே, இவ்வுலகில் வாழ்வோ தாழ்வோ, நான் உம் நாமம் போற்றுவேன், நித்யமில்லா அழியும் லோகம், உம் மகிமை மேன்மையும், என்றும் வாழும் ஆனந்தமும் சீயோன் வாழ்வோரே அறிவார். Languages: Tamil

என்னை சுத்தமாக்குமே

Author: Fanny Crosby; S. John Barathi Hymnal: CYBER #15677 Tune Title: [மா தயாள ஆண்டவா, உம் முகம் காட்டிடும்] First Line: மா தயாள ஆண்டவா, உம் முகம் காட்டிடும் Lyrics: 1 மா தயாள ஆண்டவா, உம் முகம் காட்டிடும், வியாதியோடன்று வந்தோர் போல், இன்று நான் வந்தேனே. உம்மாலே கூடும் ஆண்டவா, என் பாவம் போக்கிட, நான் உடைந்தோனாய் வந்தேனே, என்னையாட்கொள்ளுமே. பல்லவி: என்னை சுத்தமாக்குமே, என் ஆன்மா வாழவே, உம்மையே பற்றி நான் விடேன் என் விசுவாசத்தால். 2 ஆண்டவா சுகமாக்குமே, நான் கெஞ்சி நிற்கின்றேன், உம் பாதம் வீழ்ந்தேன் நான் இதோ, என் வேண்டல் கேளுமே. உம் மீதில் என் விஸ்வாசமே, என்றுமே வீணாகா, நான் நம்பினேன் என் ஆண்டவா, என்னை சுத்தமாக்கும். [பல்லவி] 3 என்னை நீர் தூய்மையாக்குமே, கெஞ்சுகின்றேன் உம்மை, கேட்டேன் நான் உந்தன் வாக்கிதோ, என் விசுவாசத்தால், என் உள்ளில் ஆனந்தம் இதோ, என் கண்ணீர் தீர்ந்ததே, ஆம் அன்பின் வார்த்தை கேட்கிறேன், போ பாவம் செய்யாதே. [பல்லவி] Languages: Tamil

Seedtime And Harvest

Author: Charles E. Orr Hymnal: CYBER #13957 Meter: 11.11.11.11 Tune Title: MAASTRICHT First Line: As pilgrims and strangers we journey thro’ life Lyrics: 1 As pilgrims and strangers we journey thro’ life, Thro’ sunshine and shadow, thro’ calm and thro’ strife; Each day we are scattering seed as we go; Some day ’twill be harvest—"we reap what we sow." 1 Tho’ weary and worn and alone in your way, And storm clouds are gathering dark in your day, Weep not, toiling one, neither faint as you go; The harvest is nearing—"we reap what we sow." 3 Tho’ life may appear as a cold barren waste, And comes no return of the bread you have cast, Continue to do loving deeds as you go; The harvest is nearing—"we reap what we sow." 4 We’ll reap what we sow when the harvest is come, Some day we shall garner the deeds we have done; Then heed not the storm nor the cold winds that blow; Toil on till the harvest—"we reap what we sow." Languages: English

Waiting

Author: Frances L. Mace Hymnal: CYBER #7095 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Tune Title: MACE First Line: Only waiting till the shadows Lyrics: 1. Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown; Only waiting till the glimmer Of the day’s last beam is flown; Till the night of death is faded From the heart once full of day; Till the stars of heav’n are breaking Thro’ the twilight soft and gray. 2. Only waiting till the reapers Have the last sheaf gathered home; For the summertime has faded And the autumn winds have come. Quickly, reapers! gather quickly, All the ripe hours of my heart; For the bloom of life has withered, And I hasten to depart. 3. Only waiting till the angels Open wide the pearly gate, At whose portals long I’ve lingered Weary, poor and desolate: Even now I hear their footsteps, And their voices far away; If they call me, I am waiting, Only waiting to obey. 4. Waiting for a brighter dwelling Than I ever yet have seen, Where the tree of life is blooming, And the fields are ever green: Waiting for my full redemption, When my Savior shall restore, All that sin has caused to wither; Age and sorrow come no more. Languages: English

The Last Loud Trumpet's Wondrous Sound

Author: Wentworth Dillon, circa 1633-1685 Hymnal: CYBER #5557 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Tune Title: MACEDON First Line: The last loud trumpet’s wondrous sound Lyrics: 1 The last loud trumpet’s wondrous sound Shall through the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground; Nature and death shall with surprise Behold the pale offenders rise, And view the Judge with conscious eyes. 2 Then shall, with universal dread, The sacred mystic book be read, To try the living and the dead. The Judge ascends His awful throne, He makes each secret sin be known, And all with shame confess their own. 3 Oh, then, what interest shall I make, With whom shall I my refuge take, When the most just have cause to quake; Thou mighty, formidable King, Thou mercy’s unexhausted spring, Some comfortable pity bring. 4 Thou who for me didst feel such pain, Whose precious blood the cross did stain, Let not those agonies be in vain; Forget not what my ransom cost, Nor let my dear-bought soul be lost, In storms of guilty terror tossed. 5 Give my exalted soul a place Among Thy chosen right-hand race, The sons of God, and heirs of grace; Trembling before Thy throne I bend My God, my Father, and my friend, Do not forsake me in the end. Languages: English

Honor And Praise, O Christ, Receive

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #11462 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Tune Title: MACEDON Lyrics: 1 Honor and praise, O Christ, receive. Through whom Thy saving name we know, Thou gav’st us freely to believe, And dost a second grace bestow; Call us to bear the hallowed cross, And suffer, for Thy glorious cause. 2 Because from sin we turn away, And will not from Thy paths depart, Lo! we have made ourselves a prey: Spoiled of our goods with cheerful heart. We here our little all restore, And would, but cannot part with more. 3 Far better goods we have above, And substance more enduring far, The earnest in our hearts we prove, And taste the joys that wait us there; Riches of grace, so freely given, And Christ in us, and Christ in Heaven. 4 Our heavenly wealth shall never fail, Our fund of everlasting bliss, Thieves do not there break through and steal, Nor Belial’s sons by violence seize, They cannot spoil our goods above, Or rob us of our Savior’s love. 5 In Him we have immortal food, Clothing that always shall endure, A permanent and fixed abode, A heavenly house that standeth sure, Who here are destitute of bread, And want a place to lay our head. 6 Spoiler, take all! We will not grieve, We will not of our loss complain: Of freedom and of life bereave, Our better lot shall still remain, Enough for us the part divine, The good, which never can be thine. Languages: English

Thou, Who Didst Call Thy Saints of Old

Author: Edward A. Welch Hymnal: CYBER #6994 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Tune Title: MACFARREN Lyrics: 1. Thou, who didst call Thy saints of old Thy chosen flock to teach, Who mad’st the fearful hearted bold, And quick the slow of speech; Still Thou dost ask whom Thou shalt send And who will go for Thee, To feed Thy lambs, Thy sheep to tend; Lord, here am I; send me. 2. O send us—e’en as Thou, O Lord, Wast by the Father sent— To speak Thine own absolving word To sinners penitent; To wash Thy chosen in the flood Whereby new birth is given; To minister the sacred Food, The Bread of Life from Heav’n. 3. And Thou, who didst by prophets deign To speak the will divine, That we may never speak in vain, May all our words be Thine; Oh, teach us, Holy Ghost, that we Thine heritage may teach; Bid us to prophesy for Thee, And in Thy power to preach. 4. So may we, though unworthy still, Most Holy Trinity, Thy prophets, pastors, priests, fulfill Our sacred ministry; That, when beside the crystal sea We lay our office down, The souls that we have trained for Thee May be our joy and crown. Languages: English

Lord God of Morning

Author: Francis T. Palgrave Hymnal: CYBER #3705 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: MACH'S MIT MIR First Line: Lord God of morning and of night Lyrics: 1. Lord God of morning and of night, We thank Thee for Thy gift of light; As in the dawn the shadows fly, We seem to find Thee now more nigh. 2. Fresh hopes have wakened in our hearts, Fresh energy to do our parts; Thy thousand sleeps our strength restore, A thousandfold to serve Thee more. 3. O Lord of lights! ’tis Thou alone Canst make our darkened hearts Thine own; Though this new day with joy we see, O dawn of God! we cry for Thee! 4. Praise God, our maker and our friend! Praise Him through time, till time shall end! Till psalm and song His name adore Through Heav’n’s great day of evermore! Languages: English

Come, Follow Me, the Savior Spake

Author: Johann Scheffler; Charles W. Schaeffer Hymnal: CYBER #985 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Tune Title: MACH'S MIT MIR, GOTT Lyrics: 1. Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, All in My way abiding; Deny yourselves, the world forsake, Obey My call and guiding. Oh, bear the cross, whate’er betide, Take My example for your guide. 2. I am the Light, I light the way, A godly life displaying; I bid you walk as in the day, I keep your feet from straying. I am the Way, and well I show How you must sojourn here below. 3. My heart abounds in lowliness, My soul with love is glowing, And gracious words My lips express, With meekness overflowing. My heart, My mind, My strength, My all, To God I yield, on Him I call. 4. I teach you how to shun and flee What harms your soul’s salvation, Your heart from every guile to free, From sin and its temptation. I am the Refuge of your soul And lead you to your heavenly goal. 5. Then let us follow Christ, our Lord, And take the cross appointed And, firmly clinging to His Word, In suffering be undaunted. For who bears not the battle’s strain The crown of life shall not obtain. Languages: English

Fling Wide the Door

Author: Georg Weissel, 1590-1635; Gracia Grindal Hymnal: CYBER #1664 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.6 Tune Title: MACHT HOCH DIE TÜR First Line: Fling wide the door, unbar the gate Languages: English

Onward, Ye Pilgrims

Author: Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby Hymnal: CYBER #5547 Tune Title: MACHU PICCHU First Line: Onward, ye pilgrims that journey to Zion Refrain First Line: Think of the promise, the soul cheering promise Lyrics: 1. Onward, ye pilgrims that journey to Zion, Sing and be joyful, whatever betide; Trust in Jehovah, your Lord and your shepherd, All that is needed His love will provide. Refrain Think of the promise, the soul cheering promise, Left to encourage the young and the old, They shall draw water from wells of salvation, Beautiful promise, more precious than gold. 2. Onward, ye workers, that toil in the vineyard, Bearing the burden and heat of the day; Never grow weary, but labor with patience, Heed not the thorns that are strewn in your way. [Refrain] 3. Ye that are thirsty and faint in the desert, Come to the wells of salvation so free; Drink of their waters, their life giving waters; Come, there’s a welcome for you and for me. [Refrain] 4. You who are nearing the valley and shadow, Looking by faith to the bright golden shore, Precious to you are the wells of salvation, Sweeter their waters than ever before. [Refrain] Languages: English

We Bring No Glittering Treasures

Author: Harriet C. Phillips Hymnal: CYBER #8480 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Tune Title: MADEIRA Lyrics: 1 We bring no glittering treasures, No gems from earth’s deep mine; We come, with simple measures, To chant Thy love divine. Children, Thy favors sharing, Their voice of thanks would raise, Father, accept our offering, Our song of grateful praise. 2 The dearest gift of Heaven, Love’s written word of truth, To us is early given, To guide our steps in youth. We hear the wondrous story, The tale of Calvary; We read of homes in glory, From sin and sorrow free. 3 Redeemer, grant Thy blessing, O, teach us how to pray! That each, Thy fear possessing, May tread life’s onward way. Then, where the pure are dwelling, We’ll hope to meet again; And, sweeter numbers swelling, For ever praise Thy name. Languages: English

The All-Seeing God

Author: Florence S. Smith Hymnal: CYBER #9891 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Tune Title: MADEIRA First Line: As Hagar in the desert Lyrics: 1 As Hagar in the desert, Thrust forth by blows and strife, Sat lonely by the well side, Aweary of her life, There came the angel message, Arise and homeward fare; For, though the wild seemed empty, The mighty God was there. 2 When secret sins beset me, And temptings snare my feet, Till hid from human vision I think their fruits are sweet; Thy presence hovers o’er me, I cannot hide or flee— O thought how dread and awful, That Thou, God, seest me. 3 When turned from paths of evil, I dare not seek Thy face, But kneel in deep abasement Before the throne of grace; When only tears are telling The prayers I bring to Thee, O thought how sweet and tender, That Thou, God, seest me. 4 When, lost in life’s great desert, Worn out by sin and strife, I sit beside the fountain Where springs the stream of life, Send Thou the angel message; Let my one comfort be, Still, still, where’er I wander, That Thou, God, seest me. Languages: English

Take My Hand, Dear Jesus

Author: Kate Osborn Hymnal: CYBER #12788 Meter: 11.11.11 D Tune Title: MADHYA PRADESH First Line: Ever blessed Jesus, listen unto me Lyrics: 1 Ever blessed Jesus, listen unto me; Bow Thine ear and hear me, while I call to Thee; I am weak and sinful,Thou art pure and strong; Take my hand dear Jesus, lead Thy child along. Refrain: Take my hand, dear Jesus, let me never stray; Take my hand and lead me, in the better way. 2 Ever blessed Jesus, bless Thy wayward child, Keep my feet from straying thro’ the desert wild; I would never wander from Thy loving side; Ever blessed Jesus, be my constant guide. [Refrain] 3 Help me, blessed Jesus, leave me not alone; Give me strength and patience till each duty’s done; And when life is ended, I Thy face would see; Hear my prayer, dear Jesus, take me up to Thee. [Refrain] Languages: English

He Bore Our Sins

Author: F. Tyler Hymnal: CYBER #11693 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: MADRAS First Line: Oh, awful load for that bowed head Lyrics: 1 Oh, awful load for that bowed head, Terrific weight for that marred form; He bore your sins, your burden dread, And braved your judgment’s fearful storm. Refrain: Thy death, Lord Jesus, evermore Shall be our song on yonder shore; We’ll praise the blessèd One who bore Our load of sin upon the tree. 2 Transferred to Him the guiltless, see Your guilt, in blood your debt was paid; Behold, to set the captive free, Jesus the great sin offering made. [Refrain] 3 Believe, believe, thou guilty one That all thy sins deserving doom Were borne by Christ, God’s holy Son, For thou hast bowed Him to the tomb. [Refrain] Languages: English

Come, Christians, Join to Sing

Author: Christian H. Bateman Hymnal: CYBER #922 Meter: 6.6.6.6 D Tune Title: MADRID Lyrics: 1. Come, Christians, join to sing Alleluia! Amen! Loud praise to Christ our King; Alleluia! Amen! Let all, with heart and voice, Before His throne rejoice; Praise is His gracious choice. Alleluia! Amen! 2. Come, lift your hearts on high, Alleluia! Amen! Let praises fill the sky; Alleluia! Amen! He is our Guide and Friend; To us He’ll condescend; His love shall never end. Alleluia! Amen! 3. Praise yet our Christ again, Alleluia! Amen! Life shall not end the strain; Alleluia! Amen! On heaven’s blissful shore, His goodness we’ll adore, Singing forevermore, Alleluia! Amen! Languages: English

Come, Ye Children of the Lord

Author: James Wallis Hymnal: CYBER #1138 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Tune Title: MADRID Lyrics: 1. Come, ye children of the Lord, Let us sing with one accord, Let us raise a joyful strain To our Lord, who soon will reign On this earth, when it shall be Cleansed from all iniquity; When all men from sin will cease, And will live in love and peace. 2. O, how joyful it will be When our Savior we shall see! When in splendor He’ll descend, Then all wickedness shall end. O what songs we then will sing To our Savior, Lord and King! O what love will then bear sway, When our fears shall flee away! 3. All arrayed in spotless white, We will dwell ’mid truth and light. We will sing the songs of praise; We will shout in joyous lays. Earth shall then be cleansed from sin. Every living thing therein Shall in love and beauty dwell; Then with joy each heart will swell. Languages: English

Happy Magdalene, to Whom

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #2139 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Tune Title: MADRID Lyrics: 1. Happy Magdalene, to whom Christ the Lord vouchsafed t’appear! Newly risen from the tomb, Would He first be seen by her? Her by seven devils possessed, Till His Word the fiends expelled; Quenched the hell within her breast, All her sins and sickness healed. 2. Yes, to her the Master came, First His welcome voice she hears: Jesus calls her by her name, He the weeping sinner cheers, Lets her the dear task repeat, While her eyes again run o’er; Lets her wash His bleeding feet, Kiss them, and with joy adore. 3. Highly favored soul! To her Farther still His grace extends, Raises the glad messenger, Sends her to His drooping friends; Tidings of their living Lord First in her report they find: She must spread the Gospel word, Teach the teachers of mankind. 4. Who can now presume to fear? Who despair his Lord to see? Jesus, wilt Thou not appear, Show Thyself alive to me? Yea, my God, I dare not doubt, Thou shalt all my sins remove; Thou hast cast a legion out, Thou wilt perfect me in love. 5. Surely Thou hast called me now! Now I hear the voice divine, At Thy wounded feet I bow, Wounded for whose sins but mine! I have nailed Him to the tree, I have sent Him to the grave: But the Lord is ris’n for me, Hold of Him by faith I have. 6. Here for ever I would lie, Didst Thou not Thy servant raise, Send me forth to testify All the wonders of Thy grace. Lo! I at Thy bidding go, Gladly to Thy followers tell They their rising God may know, They the life of Christ may feel. 7. Hear, ye brethren of the Lord, (Such as He vouchsafes to call) O believe the Gospel word, Christ hath died, and rose for all: Turn ye from your sins to God, Haste to Galilee, and see Him, who bought Thee with His blood, Him, who rose to live in Thee. Languages: English

Lord, I Lift My Soul to Thee

Hymnal: CYBER #3779 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Tune Title: MADRID Lyrics: 1. Lord, I lift my soul to Thee, O my God, I trust Thy might; Let not foes exult o’er me, Shame me not before their sight. Yea, may none be put to shame, None who wait for Thee to bless, But dishonored be their name Who without a cause transgress. 2. Lord, to me Thy ways make known, Guide in truth and teach Thou me; Thou my Savior art alone, All the day I wait for Thee. Lord, remember in Thy love All Thy mercies manifold, Tender mercies from above, Changeless from the days of old. 3. Sins of youth remember not, Nor my trespasses record; Let not mercy be forgot, For Thy goodness’ sake, O Lord. Just and good the Lord abides, He His way will sinners show, He the meek in justice guides, Making them His way to know. Languages: English

Thou From Whom All Being Sprang

Author: Josiah Conder Hymnal: CYBER #4132 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Tune Title: MADRID Lyrics: 1 Thou from whom all being sprang, Thou on whom all creatures hang, Thine eternal will must be Nature’s moral harmony. 2 That all-perfect law maintains Holy bliss, where’er it reigns. Happy all who so fulfill, Willingly, their maker’s will. 3 By what dire mysterious force, Swerving from their proper course, Did created wills begin Discord, misery, and sin? 4 There are regions near Thy throne Where all evil is unknown. Angels who excel in might, Find Thy service pure delight. 5 All those glorious hosts above Do Thy word on wings of love. Each, in his assigned employ, Finds a plenitude of joy. 6 Father of eternal grace, Thou hast loved man’s rebel race. Let Thy will, through Christ, Thy Son, As in Heav’n, on earth be done. 7 Here in vain Thy law is known, Heard in thunder, graved on stone. By Thy grace Thy will impart: Write Thy law on every heart. 8 Let Thy reconciling word By all tribes of men be heard. Give the new creation birth: Let Thy will be done on earth. Languages: English

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