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The inner circle

Author: Flora Kirkland Appears in 47 hymnals Matching Instances: 41 First Line: Have you heard the voice of Jesus whisper Refrain First Line: Are you in the inner circle Used With Tune: [Have you heard the voice of Jesus]
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O The Hour When This Material

Author: Josiah Conder Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 17 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 O the hour when this material Shall have vanished as a cloud; When, amid the wide ethereal, All th’invisible shall crowd; And the naked soul, surrounded With realities unknown, Triumph in the view unbounded, Feel herself with God alone. 2 In that sudden, strange transition, By what new and finer sense Shall she grasp the mighty vision, And receive its influence? Angels! guard the new immortal Through the wonder-teeming space, To the everlasting portal, To the spirit’s resting place. 3 Will she then, with fond emotion, Aught of human love retain? Or, absorbed in pure devotion, Will no earthly trace remain? Can the grave those ties dissever, With the very heart strings twined? Must she part, and part for ever, With the friend she leaves behind? 4 No: the past she still remembers. Faith and hope, surviving too, Ever watch those sleeping embers, Which must rise and live anew. For the widowed, lonely spirit, Waiting to be clothed afresh, Longs perfection to inherit, And to triumph in the flesh. 5 Angels! let the ransomed stranger In your tender care be blest, Hoping, trusting, safe from danger, Till the trumpet end her rest; Till the trump which shakes creation, Through the circling heav’ns shall roll, Till the day of consummation, Till the bridal of the soul, 6 Can I trust a fellow being? Can I trust an angel’s care? O Thou merciful, all-seeing! Beam around my spirit there. Jesus, blessèd Mediator! Thou the airy path hast trod: Thou the Judge, the Consummator! Shepherd of the fold of God! 7 Blessèd fold! no foe can enter, And no friend departeth thence. Jesus is their sun, their center; And their shield, Omnipotence. Blessèd! for the Lamb shall feed them, All their tears shall wipe away, To the living fountains lead them, Till fruition’s perfect day. 8 Lo! it comes, that day of wonder! Louder chorals shake the skies. Hades’ gates are burst asunder: See! the new-clothed myriads rise. Thought! repress thy weak endeavor: Here must reason prostrate fall. Oh, th’ineffable Forever! And th’eternal All in All! Used With Tune: ABBEY WOOD Text Sources: The Associated Minstrels (2nd ed.), 1811

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