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To Thee, Our Fathers' God, We Bow

Author: Emanuel Cronenwett Hymnal: CYBER #15133 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: To Thee, our fathers’ God, we bow! Lyrics: 1 To Thee, our fathers’ God, we bow! Seal Thou in Heav’n the marriage vow, Made in Thy name and holy fear, That in Thy grace it prove sincere. 2 Attend, Thou, Lord, their steps through life Whom Thou in love mad’st man and wife; Be Thou their honored guest and guide, That they be blest, whate’er betide. 3 And Holy Spirit, heav’nly Dove! Keep Thou their hearts in Christian love; Attune their souls to worship Thee, And Thy sweet peace their comfort be. 4 O Triune God, to Thee we bow! Seal Thou in Heav’n the marriage vow; Thy grace sustain Thy servants here, And may they praise Thee ever there. Tune Title: HARMONY GROVE

Fair Mount Where Jesus Knelt And Prayed

Author: Harriet M. Kimball Hymnal: CYBER #15151 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Fair mount where Jesus knelt and prayed, What splendor crowned thy holy crest When to His followers He revealed The Godhead they by faith confessed! 2 Bright as the sun His face they saw, White as the light His garments gleamed; Transfigured He transfigured all The place whereon His radiance streamed. 3 With earth so far, and Heav’n so near What wonder they were fain to stay; And Moses and Elias came By that great vision rapt as they! 4 What wonder, while with them He spake And overhead the cloud appeared And from its glory came the voice, That they who heard it greatly feared! 5 The glory waned, the saints of old Departed by the ways unknown. And looking up, the prostrate three Beheld their blessèd Lord alone. 6 No more that vision may return, The cloud appear, the voice be heard; But by that one transcendent scene The heart of faith is ever stirred. 7 And though we see Thee not, O Lord, Thy presence faithful souls perceive, And blessèd they, as Thou hast said. Who have not seen and yet believe. Languages: English Tune Title: DEPAUW

The Christmas Time Draws On Apace

Author: John W. Chadwick Hymnal: CYBER #15282 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The Christmas time draws on apace; The happy crowds go up and down; There’s joy and hope in all the town; And in each little maiden’s face 2 A look of expectation sweet, That comes of musing oft and long On what that day of gift and song Shall bring to her as offering meet. 3 But I will sit alone and dream Of Him who gave the day its name; And think of all His wondrous fame, And if to Him it strange doth seem, 4 That in these happy, careless ways, As often as the years come round, We mark with light, and joyful sound, His advent and His toilsome days. 5 And deeper still my thoughts shall go, And ponder if He hears above, ’Mid all the heav’nly peace and love, Our weary talking to and fro; 6 Our asking how it all began, And what the secret of His power, That since He came, until this hour, The world has said, "Behold the Man!" 7 "Behold the Man! Behold the God!" Oh, which to say, and how and why! In vain our tangled reasons try The path so many feet have trod. 8 O Man of sorrows, Man of joy! Of joy for all Thy strife and scars— Whereso Thou art among the stars, In peace that nothing can destroy. 9 If there Thou knowest what we do, Who linger here beneath the sun, Thou knowest that the records run— "I came to witness to the true." 10 To witness Thou, and we to seek: "What is the truth?" our steadfast cry. Oh hear it, dwelling o’er so high, Nor deem our reverence cold and weak, 11 Thou we our voices may not blend With that hoarse chant the centuries raise! For is it not a sweeter praise To say, "Our brother and our friend?" 12 And if, beyond this verge of time, We know Thee better as Thou art, Wilt Thou not clasp us heart to heart, As fills our ears the heavenly chime? Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM

O Thou Whose Perfect Goodness Crowns

Author: John W. Chadwick Hymnal: CYBER #15338 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O Thou whose perfect goodness crowns With peace and joy this sacred day, Our hearts are glad for all the years Thy love has kept us in Thy way. 2 For common tasks of help and cheer, For quiet hours of thought and prayer, For moments when we seemed to feel The breath of a diviner air. 3 For mutual love and trust that keep Unchanged through all the changing time, For friends within the veil who thrill Our spirits with a hope sublime. 4 For this, and more than words can say, We praise and bless Thy holy name. Come life or death, enough to know That Thou art evermore the same. Languages: English Tune Title: DUKE STREET

I Glory In The Cross of Christ

Author: Stephen D. Eckstein, Sr. Hymnal: CYBER #15343 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: The Christ who died and shed His blood Lyrics: 1 The Christ who died and shed His blood On Calvary’s cross my soul to save, Went into "hell and there withstood Grim Satan and the fearsome grave." 2 He snatched the keys of death and hell, And holds them now in mighty power, And every saint who fought and fell, Shall rise and stand "in that glad hour." 3 On Calvary’s mount I laid my sin; The cleansing blood poured out, like balm, And now I carry peace within, And wait the grave with perfect calm. 4 Or, if He comes before I die, I know I’ll see His glorious face; And, in His likeness I shall cry, "All hail to Christ’s atoning grace." Languages: English Tune Title: EL MONTE

Father In Heav'n, Look Down, I Pray

Author: Grace W. Hinsdale Hymnal: CYBER #15346 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Father in Heav’n, look down, I pray Lyrics: 1 Father in Heav’n, look down, I pray, And guide my steps throughout the day; Let not my thoughts to sin incline, But fill me with Thy grace divine. 2 Let all my words and actions be Restrained and governed, Lord, by Thee; Bless my dear friends whom Thou has giv’n To teach my soul the way to Heav’n. 3 Bless me, dear Lord, again I pray; Let nothing tempt me from the way Which leads at last, through Jesus’ love To that sweet home of joy above. Languages: English Tune Title: ABSCHIED

Küshtu Si Jam, Pa Ndonj’ Kürkes’

Author: Charlotte Elliott; Jan Foss, 1954- Hymnal: CYBER #15407 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Küshtu si jam, pa ndonj’ kürkes’, Ve? t’marr nü gjakun tünd unü ndjes’; Se k’shtu qü t’mü pranosh kam shpres’. O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. 2 Küshtu si jam, me padurim Kürkoj nga gjaku yt pastrim, Qü tü shpütojü shpirti im. O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. 3 Küshtu si jam, bile kur unü I tundur jam me frikü shum’, Duke tü tü kürkuar nü gjunj’, O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. 4 Küshtu si jam, i mjer’ e qorr; Shikim, k’naq’si, shürim shpirt’ror, T’i gjej tek ti tü gjitha k’to O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. 5 Küshtu si jam, do t’mü pranosh, T’mü fal’sh, t’mü lash, tü mü shenjt’rosh. Qü ti k’tü pun’ tek un’ t’zbatosh, O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. 6 Küshtu si jam, me ?’dashuri Ăfar’ ne na ndau largove ti; Qü unü tü tü takoj tani, O Qengj i shenjt’, po vij, po vij. Languages: Albanian Tune Title: WOODWORTH

Një Gjë Shumë E Çuditshme

Author: William W. How; Jan Foss, 1954- Hymnal: CYBER #15413 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Një gjë shumë e çuditshme ësht’ Lyrics: 1 Një gjë shumë e çuditshme ësht’, Si mund të jet’ e mundur kjo? Nga qielli zbriti Zoti im Të vdesë për mua, një fajtor. 2 E di, që e vërtet’ ësht’ kjo: Ai si njeri u shfaq mbi dhe. Lot, djers, mundim duronte ai Për shkak se shumë na deshi ne. 3 K’të dashuri unë s’e kuptoj! Si mund aí t’më deshte mua? Çfar’ dashuri ndaj meje ka, Që mua më bën atë ta dua. 4 Për kryqin unë mendoj ndonj’herë Dhe sytë i mbyll për ta shikuar Sa shumë Jezusi vuante Kur vdiq at’herë në kryq për mua. 5 Po edhe mund ta shihja unë Si vdiste ai, kjo do të jetë Një pjes’ e vog’l e dashurisë Që duhet ai për mua të ketë. 6 Edhe pse e çuditshme është Ta njoh unë dashurinë e tij. Edhe kjo dashuri e zbehtë Që kam për të ësht’ një çudi! 7 Që të të dua kam dëshirë, Ti ndez tek unë një flak’ të re, Gjithnjë edhe më shumë të dua, Gjersa t’të shoh ashtu si je. Languages: Albanian Tune Title: BROOKFIELD

How Blessed Is This Place, O Lord

Author: Ernest E. Ryden Hymnal: CYBER #15427 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: How blessed is this place, O Lord, Lyrics: 1 How blessed is this place, O Lord, Where Thou art worshiped and adored; Our faith would here an altar raise Unto Thy glory, God of praise! 2 Here let Thy sacred fire of old Descend to kindle spirits cold; And may our prayers, when here we bend, Like incense sweet to Thee ascend. 3 Here let the weary one find rest, The aching heart a comfort blest, The guilty soul a sure retreat, The sinner pardon at Thy feet. 4 Here gather us around Thy board To keep the feast with Thee, dear Lord, And when in faith our souls draw near, May we discern Thy presence here. 5 And when these earthly Sabbaths cease, O may our souls depart in peace, Around Thy glorious throne to meet, And find it, Lord, a mercy-seat! Languages: English Tune Title: ALLMÄCHTIGER GOTT

ආත්මෙට සූරියා වැනි

Author: John Keble; C. W. de Silva Hymnal: CYBER #15440 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 ආත්මෙට සූරියා වැනි පෙම්වත් ගැළවුම්කරැනි ඔබඇත්නම් මට ළංව ගනඳුර යයි පහව 2 නින්ද නමැති පිනිවලින් තෙමෙන මා විඩා නුවන් මිදුම්කරැ ළයේ නින්ද සිතම් කොයි තරම් සැපද! 3 වසන් මා හා මුළු දිනේ නැතුව බෑ ඔබ අනේ වසන් රැයේ ළංව මට නැත්නම් ඔබ බෑ නසින්ට 4 අඳුරෙදී ආලෝකය දෙන්නේ හිමි ඔබමය රැළ පිට යතත් බිරම් බයක් නෑ ඔබ ළඟ නම් 5 මුළාවූ දරැවෙක් අද ඔබ බස් නාසා යන්නෙද සමිඳුනි දයාවෙමින් පාප මඟින් ඔහු මුදන් 6 දිළිඳුන් හා රෝගීන් බලන් ඔබාසිරි දී සනසන් දුක්වන්නන්ට නින්ද දෙවන් සැතපෙන්ට බ්ළිඳුන් මෙන් 7 ළංවන් අවදිවූ කල දිව් ඇති තෙක් සැම කල මෙලොවින් ඉකුත්වී සගේ වසනා තෙක් ඔබ ළඟේ Languages: Sinhala Tune Title: HURSLEY