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The Master's Touch

Author: Horatius Bonar, 1808-1889 Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 13 hymnals First Line: In the still air the music lies unheard Lyrics: 1. In the still air the music lies unheard; In the rough marble beauty hides unseen. To make the music and the beauty needs The Master’s touch, the Sculptor’s chisel keen. 2. Great Master, touch us with Thy skillful hands; Let not the music that is in us die; Great Sculptor, hew and polish us, nor let Hidden and lost, Thy form within us lie. 3. Spare not the stroke; do with us what Thou wilt; Let there be naught unfinished, broken, marred; Complete Thy purpose that we may become Thy perfect image—Thou our God and Lord. Used With Tune: CONISBOROUGH

Stars of the Morning

Author: Joseph the Hymnographer; John M. Neale Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 69 hymnals First Line: Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright Lyrics: 1. Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, Filled with celestial splendor and light, These that, where night never followeth day, Raise the Thrice Holy song ever and aye. 2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own, God of Sabaoth, the nearest Thy throne; These are Thy messengers, These dost Thou send, Help of the helpless ones! man to defend. 3. Who like the Lord? thunders Michael the chief; Raphael, the cure of God, comforteth grief; And, as at Nazareth, prophet of peace, Gabriel, the light of God, bringeth release. 4. Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space, Then, when the planets first sped on their race, Then, when were ended the six days’ employ, Then all the sons of God shouted for joy. 5. Still let them succor us; still let them fight, Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right; Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, We with the angels may bow and adore. Used With Tune: TRISAGION Text Sources: Translation in Hymns of the Eastern Church, 1862, alt.

Jesus, Thou Mighty Lord

Author: Fanny Crosby Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 10 hymnals First Line: Jesus, Thou mighty Lord, great is Thy name Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thou mighty Lord, great is Thy name; Still through eternal years, thou art the same: Changeless Thy holy word, true evermore; Thy name we glorify, Thy name adore. 2 Jesus, Thou mighty Lord, Jesus, our king, Praise for Thy wondrous love gladly we sing. Love in Thy diadem shines evermore; Thy name we glorify, Thy name adore. 3 Sought by Thy mercy, Lord, saved by Thy power, Led by Thy gracious hand, kept every hour. Thine shall the honor be, Thine evermore; Thy name we glorify, Thy name adore. Used With Tune: DOANE Text Sources: The Baptist Hymnal by W. Howard Doane and Elias H. Johnson (Philadelphia: American Baptist Publication Society, 1883)

Others He Saved

Author: John C. Blissard, 1835-1904 Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: "Others He saved, Himself He could not save" Lyrics: 1 "Others He saved, Himself He could not save," So scoffed the priests, and upward rolled the wave Of blasphemy against the dying Lord, Until it broke upon the throne of God. 2 "Others He saved, Himself He did not save," So sighed the mourners round the Savior’s grave; Their grief embittered by the mystery Why He, who Lazarus raised, Himself need die. 3 "Others He saved, Himself He would not save," There rests the truth, His life for us He gave: O ruined heart! thy Savior had to choose, If He should die, or thou salvation lose. Used With Tune: CASTROVILLE

There Is A Land

Author: Nettie H. Sweet Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: There is a land where dwellers sweetly rest Lyrics: 1 There is a land where dwellers sweetly rest, Beyond the discord of earth’s stormy years; Where heartaches never more shall vex the breast, And God’s own hand shall wipe away all tears. 2 A better land where mortals reap in joy The harvest sown in disappointment here; Where love shall claim its own, nor fears annoy— Where there is perfect love without a fear. 3 A joyous land, with music on the air, Where angel voices swell the gladsome strain; Bright gleams life’s river, softly flowing, fair; There is no death in all that wide domain. Used With Tune: TOKAT Text Sources: The Golden Sheaf (Boston: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1902)

Easter Song

Author: Mary O. Sparrow Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Sweet Easter morn that saw the Lord arise Lyrics: 1 Sweet Easter morn that saw the Lord arise, Sweet Easter day when praises rent the skies, Shed o’er me, with thy rays of healing balm, A heav’nly peace, a high and holy calm. 2 Sweet harbinger of joy and peace and love, Glad ensign of a glorious life above, Thy peaceful vigils in my life shall reign, Banish all doubts and hallow grief and pain. Used With Tune: BUFFALO Text Sources: Bible Study Songs, by Bertha F. Vella and Daniel. B. Towner (Boston: The Pilgrim Press, 1899)

Where Are They Going?

Author: Ella E. Miles Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Where are they going—these swift, restless feet? Lyrics: 1 Where are they going—these swift, restless feet? Where are they bearing the crowd that we meet? Here, and now there they pass quickly along; Which way will they carry the fast, changing throng? 2 Where are they going? On missions of love, Spreading the tidings of Jesus above? Bearing some one who will gladly repeat Stories of mercy, so wondrously sweet? 3 Where are they going? Two paths lie before, One or the other we all must pass o’er; Broad one of death—that is crowded today— Narrow, of life, but so few on the way. 4 Where are they going? O say, little one, Over which way will thy tender feet run? Life’s journey starting, with steps all ahead— Where are they going? Which path will you tread? Used With Tune: RASHT Text Sources: Carols of Hope (Boston: Advent Christian Publication Society, 1906)

Oh, Rest Awhile

Author: Thomas T. Lynch Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: Oh, rest a while, but only for a while Lyrics: 1 Oh, rest a while, but only for a while; Life’s business presses, and the time is short: Ease may the weary of reward beguile; Let not the workman lose what he has wrought. 2 Rest for a while, if only for a while. The strong birds tire, and gladly seek their nest: With quiet heart enjoy Heaven’s quiet smile; What strength has he who never takes his rest? 3 Rest for a while, though ’tis but for a while; Home flies the bee, then soon re-quits the hive: Rest on thy staff, walk then another mile; Soon will the long, the final rest arrive. 4 Oh, rest awhile, for rest is self-return; Leave the loud world, and visit thine own breast; The meaning of thy labors thou wilt learn, When thus at peace, with Jesus for thy guest. Used With Tune: NOONTIDE Text Sources: The Rivulet (London: Robert Theobald, 1855)

Nearer To Thee

Author: Mrs. A. P. Jervis Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: "Nearer, my God, to Thee," this is my prayer Lyrics: 1 "Nearer, my God, to Thee," this is my prayer; Nearer Thy bleeding side, kept by Thy care; Nearer, my God, to Thee, whate’er betide; Nearer the saving cross, where Jesus died. 2 "Nearer, my God, to Thee," throughout each day; Teach how to keep Thy laws, teach how to pray; Jesus, dear risen Lord, this is my plea; Draw me, by love divine, nearer to Thee. 3 Fill this poor heart with love, this tongue with praise; So I may tell Thy power, through all my days; Daily my will and choice, I would resign Till all my life is lost, Savior, in Thine. 4 Then, when Heav’n’s glories burst all on my sight, When I behold the Lamb who is the light, Then from my raptured heart will burst my plea, "Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee." Used With Tune: JUNGFRAU

The Lonely Mound

Author: N. Deering Meter: 10.10 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Mark the lonely mound, where the rak weeds wave Lyrics: 1 Mark the lonely mound, where the rank weeds wave; Mortal, thou art bound hither—’tis the grave! Tho’ no sculptured stone, none the tale reveals; Yet a spirit tone from beneath it steals. 2 Listen! it declares, "Here the weary rest"; And its tenant fares as a bidden guest— As a guest assured of a welcome there, Free from toils endured, sorrow, want and care. 3 Welcome, peaceful bed! when our camps expire, Though no tears be shed, though no tuneful choir Chant in mournful strains while around our bier; Yet, a rest remains, long denied us here. Used With Tune: ANTIPOLO


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