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Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing

Author: Dr. Fawcett Hymnal: HRGC1892 #34a (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 First Line: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing Lyrics: 1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: Oh, refresh us, Trav'lling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration For Thy Gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May Thy presence With us evermore be found; 3 So that when Thy love shall call us, Saviour, from the world away, Fear of death shall not appall us, Glad Thy summons to obey. May we ever Reign with Thee in endless day. Amen. Topics: The Lord's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]
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Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing

Author: Dr. Fawcett Hymnal: HRGC1892 #34b (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 First Line: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing Lyrics: 1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: Oh, refresh us, Trav'lling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration For Thy Gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May Thy presence With us evermore be found; 3 So that when Thy love shall call us, Saviour, from the world away, Fear of death shall not appall us, Glad Thy summons to obey. May we ever Reign with Thee in endless day. Amen. Topics: The Lord's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]
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Hark! the voice eternal

Author: J. Julian Hymnal: HRGC1892 #35 (1894) Meter: 6.5 First Line: Hark! the voice eternal Refrain First Line: High in regal glory Lyrics: 1 Hark! the voice eternal, Robed in majesty, Calling into being Earth and sea and sky; Hark! in countless numbers All the angel-throng Hail creation's morning With one burst of song. High in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reign, O King immortal, Holy, infinite. 2 Bright the world and glorious, Calm both earth and sea, Noble in its grandeur Stood man's purity; Came the great transgression, Came the saddening fall, Death and desolation Breathing over all. Still in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigned the King immortal, Holy, infinite. 3 Long the nations waited, Through the troubled night, Looking, longing, yearning, For the promised light. Prophets saw the morning Breaking far away, Minstrels sang the splendor Of that opening day. Whilst in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigned the King immortal, Holy, infinite. 4 Brightly dawned the Advent Of the new-born King, Joyously the watchers Heard the angels sing. Sadly closed the evening Of His hallowed life, As the noontide darkness Veiled the last dread strife. Lo! again in glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigns the King immortal, Holy, infinite. 5 Lo! again He cometh, Robed in clouds of light, As the Judge eternal, Armed with power and might. Nations to His footstool Gathered then shall be; Earth shall yield her treasures, And her dead, the sea. Till the trumpet soundeth, 'Mid eternal light, Reign, Thou King immortal, Holy, infinite. 6 Jesu! Lord and Master, Prophet, Priest and King, To Thy feet, triumphant, Hallowed praise we bring. Thine the pain and weeping, Thine the victory; Power, and praise, and honor, Be, O Lord, to Thee. High in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reign, O King immortal, Holy, infinite. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Hark! the voice eternal]
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Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning!

Author: Wm. J. Irons Hymnal: HRGC1892 #36 (1894) Lyrics: 1 Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophet's warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On Whose sentence all dependeth. 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. 4 Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo! the Book exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 Whence the Judge His seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! 9 Think, good Jesu, my salvation, Cost Thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me. Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant Thy gift of absolution, Ere that day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman saved'st; Thou the dying thief forgavest, And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With Thy favored sheep oh, place me! Nor among the goats abase me; But to Thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doom'd to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with Thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel with heart-submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy, spare him. 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant us Thine eternal rest. Amen. Topics: Day of Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: [Day of wrath! oh, day of mourning]
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Great God, what do I see and hear!

Author: Dr. Cotterill; Dr. Collyer Hymnal: HRGC1892 #37 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Great God! what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of mankind doth appear On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet Him! 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet Him in the skies; With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet Him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold His wrath prevailing; For they shall rise and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling, they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet Him. 4 Great God, to Thee my spirit clings, Thy boundless love declaring; One wondrous sight my comfort brings, The Judge my nature wearing. Beneath His cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet Him. Amen. Topics: Day of Judgment Languages: English Tune Title: [Great God, what do I see and hear!]
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Once more, O Lord, Thy sign shall be

Author: Bp. G. W. Doane Hymnal: HRGC1892 #38 (1894) Lyrics: 1 Once more, O Lord, Thy sign shall be Upon the heavens displayed, And earth and its inhabitants Be terribly afraid: For, not in weakness clad, Thou com'st, Our woes, our sins to bear, But girt with all Thy Father's might, His judgment to declare. 2 The terrors of that awful day Oh, who can understand? Or who abide, when Thou in wrath Shall lift Thy holy hand? The earth shall quake, the sea shall roar, The sun in heaven grow pale; But Thou hast sworn, and wilt not change, Thy faithful shall not fail. 3 Then grant us, Saviour, so to pass Our time in trembling here, That when upon the clouds of heaven Thy glory shall appear, Uplifting high our joyful heads, In triumph we may rise, And enter, with Thine angel train, Thy palace in the skies. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Once more, O Lord, Thy sign shall be]
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Lo, He comes with clouds descending

Author: Madan; J. Cennick; C. Wesley Hymnal: HRGC1892 #39a (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Lyrics: 1 Lo, He comes with clouds descending, Once for our salvation slain; Thousand angel-hosts attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ, the Lord, returns to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced, and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear: All His saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Alleluia! Alleluia! See the day of God appear. 4 Yea, Amen; let all adore Thee, High on Thy eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdoms for Thine own: Alleluia! Alleluia! Thou shalt reign, and Thou alone. Amen. Topics: Triumph of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Lo, He comes with clouds descending]
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Lo, He comes with clouds descending

Author: Madan; J. Cennick; C. Wesley Hymnal: HRGC1892 #39b (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Lyrics: 1 Lo, He comes with clouds descending, Once for our salvation slain; Thousand angel-hosts attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ, the Lord, returns to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold Him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold Him, Pierced, and nailed Him to the tree, Deeply wailing, deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear: All His saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Alleluia! Alleluia! See the day of God appear. 4 Yea, Amen; let all adore Thee, High on Thy eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdoms for Thine own: Alleluia! Alleluia! Thou shalt reign, and Thou alone. Amen. Topics: Triumph of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Lo, He comes with clouds descending]
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Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Winkworth; P. Nicolai Hymnal: HRGC1892 #40a (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the height are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight's solemn hour is tolling, His chariot wheels are nearer rolling, He comes; prepare, ye Virgins wise. Rise up; with willing feet, Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Alleluia! Bear thro' the night your well-trimm'd light, Speed forth to join the marriage rite. 2 Sion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart and deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom: Forth her Bridegroom comes, all-glorious, In grace arrayed, in truth victorious; Her Star is risen, her Light is come! All hail, Incarnate Lord, Our crown, and our reward! Alleluia! We haste along, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. 3 Lamb of God, the heavens adore Thee, And men and angels sing before Thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone. By the pearly gates in wonder We stand, and swell the voice of thunder, That echoes round Thy dazzling throne. No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught, Such bliss and joy: We raise the song, we swell the song, To praise Thee ages all along. Amen. Topics: Preparation for Christ; Watchfulness Languages: English Tune Title: [Wake, awake, for night is flying]
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Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Winkworth; P. Nicolai Hymnal: HRGC1892 #40b (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the height are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight's solemn hour is tolling, His chariot wheels are nearer rolling, He comes; prepare, ye Virgins wise. Rise up; with willing feet, Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Alleluia! Bear thro' the night your well-trimm'd light, Speed forth to join the marriage rite. 2 Sion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart and deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom: Forth her Bridegroom comes, all-glorious, In grace arrayed, in truth victorious; Her Star is risen, her Light is come! All hail, Incarnate Lord, Our crown, and our reward! Alleluia! We haste along, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. 3 Lamb of God, the heavens adore Thee, And men and angels sing before Thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone. By the pearly gates in wonder We stand, and swell the voice of thunder, That echoes round Thy dazzling throne. No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught, Such bliss and joy: We raise the song, we swell the song, To praise Thee ages all along. Amen. Topics: Preparation for Christ; Watchfulness Languages: English Tune Title: [Wake, awake, for night is flying]

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