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A Perfect Path of Purest Grace

Author: Wylie Macleod Hymnal: CYBER #5586 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. A perfect path of purest grace, Unblemished and complete, Was Thine, Thou spotless Nazarite, Pure, even to the feet. 2. Thy stainless life, Thy lovely walk, In every aspect true, From the defilement all around, No taint of evil drew. 3. No broken service, Lord was Thine, No change was in Thy way; Unsullied in Thy holiness, Thy strength knew no decay. 4. The vow was on Thee—Thou didst come, To yield Thyself to death; And consecration marked Thy path, And spoke in every breath. 5. Morning by morning Thou didst wake, Amidst this poisoned air; Yet no contagion touched Thy soul, No sin disturbed Thy prayer. 6. Thus, Lord we love to trace Thy course, To mark where Thou hast trod, And follow Thee with loving eye, Up to the throne of God. Languages: English Tune Title: ABRIDGE

The Bright And Morning Star

Author: Lily W. Grafton Hymnal: CYBER #7890 First Line: A pilgrim and a stranger Refrain First Line: That bright, bright, star Lyrics: 1 A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey on my way; I seek thro’ tribulation The light of perfect day. Thro’ thickest gloom and darkness, I see a gleam afar; It beckons ever upward, The bright and morning star. Refrain: That bright, bright, star, By faith I see; Behold Him high in glory, To intercede for me. 2 Tho’ oft my feet are weary, So long and rough the road, One stands beside me, patient, And shares my heavy load. My faith can never fail me, The while I see afar, In all its radiant beauty, The bright and morning star. [Refrain] 3 My beacon never fails me, Tho’ long and drear the night, Tho’ clouds around me darken, They can not hide its light. Courage, the day is dawning, For lo! I see afar, In all its radiant beauty, The bright and morning star. [Refrain] 4 It guides me to the city, With twelve foundations fair, Whose wall is purest jasper, And set with jewels rare. A grand untempled city, Revealed to John of old, Whose gates of pearl are numbered, And streets are paved with gold. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A pilgrim and a stranger]

A Pilgrim Through This Lonely World

Author: Edward Denny Hymnal: CYBER #5599 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. A pilgrim through this lonely world The blessèd Savior passed; A mourner all His life was He, A dying Lamb at last, A dying Lamb at last. 2. That tender heart that felt for all, For all its life blood gave; It found on earth no resting place Save only in the grave, Save only in the grave. 3. Such was our Lord; and shall we fear The cross with all its scorn? Or love a faithless, evil world, That wreathed His brow with thorn, That wreathed His brow with thorn? 4. No! facing all its frowns or smiles, Like Him, obedient, still, We homeward press through storm or calm To Zion’s blessèd hill, To Zion’s blessèd hill. 5. By faith His boundless glories there Our wondering eyes behold; Those glories which eternal years Shall never all unfold; Shall never all unfold. Languages: English Tune Title: ORTONVILLE

The Great World Task

Author: Anna Belle Russell Hymnal: CYBER #2032 First Line: A place there is for each to fill Refrain First Line: Go ye! Go ye! Lyrics: 1. A place there is for each to fill In the great world task; Demanding heart and hand and will In the great world task. Refrain Go ye! Go ye! Go ye, saith the Master: Into all the world to every creature Preach My Gospel. Go ye! Go ye! Go ye, saith the Master: Into all the world Let My banner be unfurled. 2. Prepare, prepare your best to do In the great world task; Be talents many, great or few, For the great world task. [Refrain] 3. Rejoice, rejoice, to have a part In the great world task; Lift high the cross where’er thou art, In the great world task. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A place there is for each to fill]

A Plaintive Plea

Author: Clara McAlister Brooks Hymnal: CYBER #10911 First Line: A plaintive plea comes o’er the sea Refrain First Line: A plaintive plea comes o’er the sea Lyrics: 1 A plaintive plea comes o’er the sea From nations in distress; From darkest night they ask for light, Their ruined land to bless. Refrain: A plaintive plea comes o’er the sea; How long, O Lord, still must they wait? Oh, hasten there with faith and prayer, Or soon ’twill be too late. 2 The ripened grain on India’s plain, Still waits for reapers true; Hour swiftly fly while daily die The millions in their woe. [Refrain] 3 The strong command to every land— Go, spread the Gospel news! Then haste away, till truth shall sway Its scepter o’er the seas. [Refrain] 4 A plaintive plea, oh, can it be Their souls are doomed and lost? Go save them now till all shall bow Before the Savior’s cross. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A plaintive pleas comes o'er the sea]

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: CYBER #5612 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not power to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. 2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake, Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. 3. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. 4. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest; Then made the earth my bed, and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. 5. Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, I will! 7. Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in His hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name He named, Of Me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto Me. Languages: English Tune Title: MAN OF GRIEF

My Mother Is Praying For Me

Author: Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby Hymnal: CYBER #7845 First Line: A prayer on the wings of an angel Lyrics: 1 A prayer on the wings of an angel, Is borne to the portals of light; I feel in my heart the assurance That mother is praying tonight. My spirit is wounded and broken, My sins with contrition I see, To Jesus I’ll go and confess them, While mother is praying for me. Refrain: My mother is praying for me, My mother is praying for me, To Jesus I’ll go, who will pardon, I know, While mother is praying for me. 2 I know I am weak and unworthy, No merit of mine would I bring; The cross of my Lord is before me, And there, tho’ I perish, I’ll cling. Oh, yes I will go to my Savior, His child from this moment I’ll be, My faith shall look up and receive Him, While mother is praying for me. [Refrain] 3 For long I have wandered unheeding, The warnings so tender and true, The tears she has wept o’er my childhood, That fell on my cheeks like the dew. And now while she kneels in her closet, When no one but Jesus can see, I’ll ask for His loving forgiveness, While mother is praying for me. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [A prayer on the wings of an angel]

A Prophet-Woman Broke A Jar

Author: Brian Wren Hymnal: CYBER #11368 Lyrics: 1 A prophet-woman broke a jar, By Love’s divine appointing, With rare perfume she filled the room, Presiding and anointing. A prophet-woman broke a jar, The sneers of scorn defying, With rare perfume she filled the room, Preparing Christ for dying. 2 A faithful woman left a tomb By Love’s divine commission. She saw; she heard; she preached the Word, Arising from submission. A faithful woman left a tomb, With resurrection gospel. She saw; she heard; she preached the Word, Apostle to apostles. 3 Though woman-wisdom, woman-truth, For centuries were hidden, Unsung, unwritten, and unheard, Derided and forbidden, The Spirit’s breath, the Spirit’s fire, On free and slave descending, Can tumble our dividing-walls, Our shame and sadness mending. 4 The Spirit knows; the Spirit calls, By Love’s divine ordaining, The friends we need, to serve and lead, Their power and gifts unchaining. The Spirit knows, the Spirit calls, From women, men, and children, The friends we need, to serve and lead. Rejoice, and make them welcome! Languages: English Tune Title: [A prophet-woman broke a jar]

A Purple Robe

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith Hymnal: CYBER #5706 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: A purple robe, a crown of thorn Lyrics: 1. A purple robe, a crown of thorn, A reed in His right hand; Before the soldiers’ spite and scorn I see my Savior stand. He bears between the Roman guard The weight of all our woe; A stumbling figure, bowed and scarred, I see my Savior go. The following verse fits with only with Common Meter tunes: Fast to the cross’s spreading span, High in the sunlit air, All the unnumbered sins of man I see my Saviour bear. 2. He hangs, by whom the world was made, Beneath the darkened sky; The everlasting ransom paid, I see my Savior die. He shares on high His Father’s throne, Who once in mercy came; For all His love to sinners shown I sing my Savior’s Name. The words to this hymn are under copyright. If you wish to print, copy, cut/paste or duplicate them, you must obtain permission from Hope Publishing Company (800-323-1049). Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MATTHEW

Subindo Ao Lar

Author: Mary B. Slade, 1826-1882; Daniel Borges Hymnal: CYBER #15222 First Line: A quem sua vida nos fez doação Refrain First Line: Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Lyrics: 1 A quem sua vida nos fez doação Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Onde não há nenhuma discussão, Os irmãos subindo ao Lar. Refrão: Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Tristeza jamais, nunca mais chorar… Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Os salvos Subindo ao Lar! 2 Ao Lar onde não há escuridão, Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Jesus é luz lá naquela mansão, Os irmãos subindo ao Lar. [Refrão] 3 Para a bela Beulah do Senhor, Subindo ao Lar! Subindo ao Lar! Nos braços de infinito amor, Os irmãos subindo ao Lar. [Refrão] Languages: Portuguese Tune Title: [A quem sua vida nos fez doação]