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From Henceforth No More Twain But One

Author: Elizabeth R. Charles Hymnal: CYBER #16216 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: From hence­forth no more twain but one Lyrics: 1 From hence­forth no more twain but one, Yet ev­er one through be­ing twain, As self is ev­er lost and won, Through love’s own cease­less loss and gain— And both their full per­fect­ion reach. Each grow­ing the true self through each. 2 Two in all wor­ship glad and high, All pro­mis­es to praise and pray­er, "Where two are ga­thered, there am I," Gone half the weight from all ye bear, Gained twice the force for all ye do, The sac­red, cease­less Church of two. 3 One in all low­ly min­is­try, One in all priest­ly sac­ri­fice, Through love which makes all ser­vice free, And finds or makes all gifts of price; All love that made life rich be­fore, Through this great cen­tral love grown more. 4 And so to­ge­ther jour­ney­ing on To the Great Brid­al of the Christ, When all the life His love has won To per­fect love is sa­cri­ficed, And the New Song, be­yond the sun, Peals, "Hence­forth no more twain but one." Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETERSBURG
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Dear Christian People All, Rejoice

Author: Martin Luther; Elizabeth R. Charles Hymnal: CYBER #16217 Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 First Line: Dear Chris­tian peo­ple, all re­joice Lyrics: 1 Dear Chris­tian peo­ple, all re­joice, Each soul with joy up­spring­ing; Pour forth one song with heart and voice, With love and glad­ness sing­ing. Give thanks to God, our Lord above— Thanks for His mi­ra­cle of love; Dearly He hath re­deemed us! 2 The de­vil’s cap­tive bound I lay, Lay in death’s chains for­lorn; My sins dis­tressed me night and day— The sin with­in me born; I could not do the thing I would, In all my life was no­thing good, Sin had pos­sessed me whol­ly. 3 My good works could no com­fort shed, Worthless must they be rat­ed; My free will to all good was dead, And God’s just judg­ments hat­ed. Me of all hope my sins be­reft: Nothing but death to me was left, And death was hell’s dark por­tal. 4 Then God saw with deep pi­ty moved My grief that knew no mea­sure; Pitying He saw, and free­ly loved— To save me was His plea­sure. The Fa­ther’s heart to me was stirred. He saved me with no so­ve­reign word, His ve­ry best it cost Him. 5 He spoke to His be­lov­èd Son With in­fi­nite com­pas­sion, "Go hence, My heart’s most pre­cious crown, Be to the lost sal­va­tion; Death, his re­lent­less ty­rant, slay, And bear him from his sins away, With Thee to live for ev­er." 6 Willing the Son took that be­hest, Born of a maid­en mo­ther, To His own earth He came a guest, And made Him­self my bro­ther. All se­cret­ly He went His way, Veiled in my mor­tal flesh He lay, And thus the foe He van­quished. 7 He said to me, “Cling close to Me, Thy sor­rows now are end­ing; Freely I gave My­self for thee, Thy life with Mine de­fend­ing; For I am thine, and thou art Mine, And where I am there thou shalt shine, The foe shall ne­ver reach us. 8 “True, He will shed My heart’s life blood, And tor­ture Me to death; All this I suf­fer for thy good, This hold with ear­nest faith. Death di­eth through My life di­vine; I sin­less bear those sins of thine, And so shalt thou be res­cued. 9 “I rise again to Heav’n from hence, High to My Fa­ther soar­ing, Thy Mas­ter there to be, and thence, My Spi­rit on thee pour­ing; In ev­ery grief to com­fort thee, And teach thee more and more of Me, Into all truth still guid­ing. 10 "What I have done and taught on earth, Do thou, and teach, none dread­ing; That so God’s king­dom may go forth, And His high praise be spread­ing; And guard thee from the words of men, Lest the great joy be lost again; Thus my last charge I leave thee." Languages: English Tune Title: NUN FREUT EUCH
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Thou Very Present Aid

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: CYBER #16218 Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Thou ve­ry pre­sent aid Lyrics: 1 Thou ve­ry pre­sent aid, In suf­fer­ing and dis­tress, The soul which still on Thee is stayed Is kept in per­fect peace. 2 The soul by faith re­clined On His Re­deem­er’s breast, Midst rag­ing storms ex­ults to find An ev­er­last­ing rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone, Whene’er Thy face ap­pears, It stills the sigh­ing or­phan’s moan, And dries the wi­dow’s tears. 4 It hal­lows ev­ery cross, It sweet­ly com­forts me, And makes me now for­get my loss; And lose my­self in Thee. 5 Peace to the trou­bled heart, Health to the sin-sick mind, The wound­ed spi­rit’s balm Thou art, The Heal­er of man­kind. 6 In deep af­flict­ion blest, With Thee I mount above, And sing, tri­um­phant­ly dis­tressed, Thine all-suf­fi­cient love. 7 Jesus, to whom I fly, Doth all my wish­es fill, In vain the crea­ture-streams are dry, I have the Fount­ain still. 8 Stripped of my earth­ly friends, I find them all in One, And peace and joy that ne­ver ends, And Hea­ven, in Christ alone! Languages: English Tune Title: DENNIS
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I Cannot Go Alone

Author: Sarah Eliza Smith Stevenson Hymnal: CYBER #16219 First Line: Blessed Savior, while I live Refrain First Line: I can never go alone Lyrics: 1 Blessed Savior, while I live, Help me do Thy holy will; Never let me go astray, Lead me gently day by day. Refrain: I can never go alone, I can never go alone. I need the Savior all the way, I need Him with me every day. No, I can never be alone, I need Him every day. 2 Keep me safely while I roam In the road that leads me home; If the road be rough and steep, Savior, guide my wandering feet. [Refrain] 3 Blessed home I long to see, Jesus hast prepared for me, With the loved ones gone before, Reunited, safe once more. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Blessed Savior, while I live]
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The Shadow Of The Rock

Author: Annie E. Thomson Hymnal: CYBER #17038 First Line: In a weary land I wander Refrain First Line: In the shadow of the Rock Lyrics: 1 In a weary land I wander, And with faltering steps I walk; But I soon shall rest up yonder In the shadow of the Rock. Refrain: In the shadow of the Rock, In the shadow of the Rock, I will soon be resting yonder In the shadow of the Rock. 2 Here my toils are unabating, And rude cares about me mock; But my rest is yonder waiting, In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 3 In these pastures fair and vernal, With my Shepherd’s chosen flock I shall feast on joys eternal In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 4 By these waters gently flowing, I shall fear no tempest’s shock, And no want or grief be knowing, In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] 5 So with patient faith I’ll wander, And with loving trust will walk, For I’ll soon be resting yonder In the shadow of the Rock. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [In a weary land I wander]
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Just Over The Stars

Author: Logan Oskin Hymnal: CYBER #19380 First Line: There is a land of pure delight Lyrics: 1 There is a land of pure delight, Where trouble never mars; But joy and peace forever reign, ’Tis the land just over the stars. Refrain: Just over the stars, Just over the stars, The blood washed throng Will sing Sweet home, In that land just over the stars. Just over the stars, Just over the stars, We soon shall stand with that angel band, In that land just over the stars. 2 Our Savior there at last we’ll meet, When we shall cross the bars; He’ll bid us welcome home up there, In that land just over the stars. [Refrain] 3 We’ll sing and shout with that glad throng, When safe from Satan’s wars; And praise our Savior evermore, In that land just over the stars. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [There is a land of pure delight]
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One Thousand-Million Souls

Author: L. H. Wilson Hymnal: CYBER #19381 Meter: 6.6.6.6 D First Line: One thousand-million souls! Lyrics: 1 One thousand-million souls! In deep and dark despair, They lie in speechless woe, In wan and weary care. No God, no Christ, no hope In rayless gloom they grope, And dying, without hope, And dying without hope. 2 ’Mid China’s peopled plains, Or Greenland’s frozen snow, Where India’s temple fanes In glittering splendors glow— On many an ocean isle, ’Mid nature’s sweetest smile, One night of horror reigns, One night of horror reigns. 3 One thousand-million souls, As hopeless wanderers die, No gleam of light appears Along their darkened sky. No Christ to them made known, No blood which doth atone, For sins of deepest dye, For sins of deepest dye. 4 And must they die unsought? Die in their voiceless grief? Die, ’mid their woes untaught? Die like the withered leaf? And in their hour of need Shall none give willing heed Or send the craved relief, Or send the craved relief? 5 No, no, it must not be— Rise, sluggish Church of God, The Savior calls to thee: "Thro’ all the earth abroad, Go, ere the years are flown, And there My love make known, Wherever man hath trod, Wherever man hath trod." Languages: English Tune Title: BRECKENRIDGE
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There Are No Tears In Heaven

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: CYBER #19382 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D First Line: What if our bark o’er life’s rough wave Lyrics: 1 What if our bark o’er life’s rough wave By adverse winds be driv’n, And howling tempests round us rave— There are no tears in Heav’n. What though affliction be our lot, Our hearts with anguish riv’n; Still, let it never be forgot— There are no tears in Heav’n. 2 Our sweetest joys here banish all, And fade like hues at ev’n; Our brightest hopes like meteors fall— There are no tears in Heav’n. The mourner sad, who drowned in grief, Hath long in sorrow striven, Shall find, at last, a sweet relief— There are no tears in Heav’n. 3 Thou, God, our joy and rest shall be, And sorrow far be driv’n; And sin and death forever flee— There are no tears in Heav’n. There from the blooming tree of life, The healing fruit is giv’n; There, there shall cease the painful strife— There are no tears in Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ESCOBEDO
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Bring In The Children

Author: Mrs. S. G. Smith Hymnal: CYBER #19383 First Line: Bring in the children, oh, bring them in Lyrics: 1 Bring in the children, oh, bring them in— Teach them to turn from the highways of sin; Lead their young feet in the paths of God— Point them the way which the Savior trod; Christ may be waiting to welcome them there, Waiting to crown them with jewels so rare; Waiting to bless them and guard them from sin— Heed then the message, and bring them in. 2 Turn not away from a garment torn— Under the tatters God’s image is worn; Into the house of the undefiled We may not enter unless as a child; Bring in the children for Jesus to hold— He will embrace them as often of old; He will enrich them with blessings so rare— Bring them to Jesus, His love to share. 3 Hark! blessèd words: oh, “Forbid them not,” Come they from hovel, or palace or cot; But if a blessing from Jesus you’d win, Go through the byways, and bring them in. Sympathy soonest will enter the heart, Causing the teardrops of kindness to start; Gather them in to the temple of prayer, So in His kingdom bright crowns they’ll wear. Languages: English Tune Title: [Bring in the children, oh, bring them in]
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The Land Immortal

Author: Aldine S. Kieffer Hymnal: CYBER #19384 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D First Line: Far beyond life’s gloomy portals Refrain First Line: Forward, then, with brave endeavor Lyrics: 1 Far beyond life’s gloomy portals, Far beyond earth’s clouds and night; Lies the land of bright immortals, Bathed in living, shining light. Refrain: Forward, then, with brave endeavor; Forward, it can not be long Till the soul shall rest forever In the land of love and song. 2 To that land my feet are wending, Thro’ the dark and dreary day; But my soul ofttimes is blending With a song that cheers the way. [Refrain] 3 Patient be, O heart so lowly; Patient be, O soul so sad! In the end thou shalt find only Joy, peace, love to make thee glad. [Refrain] 4 For the hand of Christ is leading Thee thro’ all this border land; And thy feet, tho’ bruised and bleeding, Soon will touch the shining strand. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: BÖBLINGEN

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