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When at Thy Footstool, Lord, I Bend

Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7131 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend, And plead with Thee for mercy there, Think of the sinner’s dying Friend, And for His sake receive my prayer. 2. O think not of my shame and guilt, My thousand stains of deepest dye; Think of the blood which Jesus spilt, And let that blood my pardon buy. 3. Think, Lord, how I am still Thine own, The trembling creature of Thy hand; Think how my heart to sin is prone, And what temptations round me stand. 4. O think upon Thy holy Word, And every plighted promise there; How prayer should evermore be heard, And how Thy glory is to spare. 5. O think not of my doubts and fears, My strivings with Thy grace divine; Think upon Jesus’ woes and tears, And let His merits stand for mine. 6. Thine eyes, Thine ear, they are not dull; Thine arm can never shortened be; Behold me here; my heart is full; Behold, and spare, and succor me. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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Happy the Man Whose Cautious Feet

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2140 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Happy the man whose cautious feet Shun the broad way that sinners go, Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2. He loves t’employ the morning light Amongst the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure, pondering o’er His Word. 3. He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green; And Heav’n will shine with kindest beams On ev’ry work his hands begin. 4. But sinners find their counsels crossed: As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 5. In vain the rebel seeks to stand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful Judge, with stern command, Divides him to a different place. 6. Straight is the way My saints have trod; I blessed the path, and drew it plain; But you would choose the crooked road, And down it leads to endless pain. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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Deep Are the Wounds That Sin Has Made

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1203 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Deep are the wounds that sin has made; Where shall the sinner find a cure? In vain, alas! is nature’s aid; The work exceeds all nature’s power. 2. And can no sovereign balm be found? And is no kind physician nigh, To ease the pain, and heal the wound, Ere life and hope for ever fly? 3. There is a great Physician near; Look up, O fainting soul, and live! See in His heavenly smiles appear Such ease as nature cannot give. 4. See in the dying Savior’s blood Life, health, and bliss abundant flow! ’Tis only this dear, sacred flood Can ease thy pain, and heal thy woe. 5. Sin throws in vain its pointed dart, For here a sovereign cure is found, A cordial for the fainting heart, A balm for every painful wound. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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He sat to watch o'er customs paid

Author: William Bright, 1824-1901 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #806 (2010) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 He sat to watch o’er customs paid, a man of scorned and hardening trade, alike the symbol and the tool of foreign masters’ hated rule. 2 But grace within his breast had stirred; there needed but the timely word: it came, true Lord of souls, from thee, that royal summons, 'Follow me.' 3 Enough, when thou wast passing by, to hear thy voice, to meet thine eye: he rose, responsive to the call, and left his task, his gains, his all. 4 O wise exchange! With these to part, and lay up treasure in the heart – who now with crown of light doth shine among the apostolic line. 5 Come, Saviour, as in days of old; pass where the world has strongest hold, and faithless care and selfish greed are thorns that choke the holy seed. 6 Who keep thy gifts, O bid them claim the steward’s, not the owner’s name; who yield all up for thy dear sake, let them of Matthew’s wealth partake. Topics: Saints' and Other Holy Days St. Matthew Scripture: Matthew 9:9-13 Languages: English Tune Title: ST SEPULCHRE
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Jesu, thou joy of loving hearts

Author: Ray Palmer (1808-1887) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #689a (2013) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, thou joy of loving hearts, thou fount of life, thou light of men; from the best bliss that earth imparts we turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; thou savest those that on thee call; to them that seek thee thou art good, to them that find thee, all in all. 3 We taste thee, O thou living bread, and long to feast upon thee still; we drink of thee, the fountain-head, and thirst our souls from thee to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, where'er our changeful lot is cast, glad when thy gracious smile we see, blest when our faith can hold thee fast. 5 O Jesu, ever with us stay; make all our moments calm and bright; chase the dark night of sin away; shed o'er the world thy holy light. Topics: Change; Light; Longing; Water Scripture: Luke 11:9 Languages: English Tune Title: ST SEPULCHRE
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When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend

Hymnal: Church Hymns #593 (1903) Matching Instances: 1 Topics: General Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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When at thy footstool, Lord, I bend

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #591 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend, And plead with Thee for mercy there, Think of the sinner's dying Friend, And for His sake receive my prayer. 2 Oh, think not of my shame and guilt, My thousand stains of deepest dye! Think of the blood which Jesus spilt, And let that blood my pardon buy. 3 Think, Lord, how I am still Thine own, The trembling creature of Thy hand; Think how my heart to sin is prone, And what temptations round me stand. 4 Oh, think upon Thy holy Word, And every plighted promise there! How prayer should evermore be heard, And how Thy glory is to spare. 5 Oh, think not of my doubts and fears, My strivings with Thy grace divine; Think upon Jesus' woes and tears, And let His merits stand for mine. 6 Thine eye, Thine ear, they are not dull; Thine arm can never shortened be; Behold me here; my heart is full; Behold, and spare, and succor me. Topics: Parochial Missions Languages: English Tune Title: [When at thy footstool, Lord, I bend]
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Jesus, our best beloved Friend

Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Hymnal: Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church #541 (1920) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Topics: Christian Service; Diligence; Duty; Perseverance; Work Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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Lord God of morning and of night

Author: F. T. Palgrave Hymnal: Worship Song #535 (1905) Matching Instances: 1 Topics: Hours of the Day Morning Languages: English Tune Title: ST. SEPULCHRE
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Jesu, thou joy of loving hearts

Author: Ray Palmer, 1808-1887 Hymnal: Common Praise #486a (2000) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, thou joy of loving hearts, thou fount of life, thou light of men; from the best bliss that earth imparts we turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; thou savest those that on thee call; to them that seek thee thou art good, to them that find thee, all in all. 3 We taste thee, O thou living bread, and long to feast upon thee still; we drink of thee, the fountain-head, and thirst our souls from thee to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, where'er our changeful lot is cast, glad when thy gracious smile we see, blest when our faith can hold thee fast. 5 O Jesu, ever with us stay; make all our moments calm and bright; chase the dark night of sin away; shed o'er the world thy holy light. Scripture: Acts 2:21 Languages: English Tune Title: ST SEPULCHRE

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