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I Thank God

Author: Aaron Moses; Chuck Butler; Dante Bowe; Jesse Cline; Maryanne J. George Hymnal: CCLI Top 100 #24 (2024) Topics: Restoration First Line: Wandering into the night Refrain First Line: You picked me up, You turned me around Languages: English Tune Title: [Wandering into the night]

'Twas Sung by the Poets

Author: Daniel S. Warner (1842-1895) Hymnal: Gospel Gems Number 2 #26 (1923) Topics: The Church Return and Restoration First Line: ’Twas sung by the poets, foreseen in the spirit Refrain First Line: Oh, glory to Jesus! we hail the bright day Languages: English Tune Title: [’Twas sung by the poets, foreseen in the spirit]

Thy Children Are Gathering Home

Author: C. W. N. Hymnal: Gospel Gems Number 2 #27 (1923) Topics: The Church Return and Restoration First Line: Long scattered thy children, O Zion, have been Scripture: Jeremiah 23:1-8 Languages: English Tune Title: [Long scattered thy children, O Zion, have been]

The Church Has One Foundation

Author: Samuel J. Stone; Chas. W. Naylor Hymnal: Gospel Gems Number 2 #28 (1923) Topics: The Church Return and Restoration Languages: English Tune Title: [The church has one foundation]

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief

Author: James Montgomery, 1771–1854 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #29 (1985) Topics: Restoration Lyrics: 1. A poor wayfaring Man of grief Hath often crossed me on my way, Who sued so humbly for relief That I could never answer nay. I had not pow’r to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came; Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew not why. 2. Once, when my scanty meal was spread, He entered; not a word he spake. Just perishing for want of bread. I gave him all; he blessed it, brake, And ate, but gave me part again. Mine was an angel’s portion then, For while I fed with eager haste, The crust was manna to my taste. 3. I spied him where a fountain burst Clear from the rock; his strength was gone. The heedless water mocked his thirst; He heard it, saw it hurrying on. I ran and raised the suff’rer up; Thrice from the stream he drained my cup, Dipped and returned it running o’er; I drank and never thirsted more. 4. ’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew A winter hurricane aloof. I heard his voice abroad and flew To bid him welcome to my roof. I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest And laid him on my couch to rest, Then made the earth my bed and seemed In Eden’s garden while I dreamed. 5. Stript, wounded, beaten nigh to death, I found him by the highway side. I roused his pulse, brought back his breath, Revived his spirit, and supplied Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed. I had myself a wound concealed, But from that hour forgot the smart, And peace bound up my broken heart. 6. In pris’n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor’s doom at morn. The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him ’mid shame and scorn. My friendship’s utmost zeal to try, He asked if I for him would die. The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill, But my free spirit cried, “I will!” 7. Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise. The tokens in his hands I knew; The Savior stood before mine eyes. He spake, and my poor name he named, “Of me thou hast not been ashamed. These deeds shall thy memorial be; Fear not, thou didst them unto me.” Scripture: Matthew 25:31-40 Languages: English Tune Title: DUANE STREET

Come, Come, Ye Saints

Author: William Clayton, 1814–1879 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #30 (1985) Meter: 10.6.10.6.8.8.8.6 Topics: Restoration Lyrics: 1. Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear; But with joy wend your way. Though hard to you this journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day. ’Tis better far for us to strive Our useless cares from us to drive; Do this, and joy your hearts will swell— All is well! All is well! 2. Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard? ’Tis not so; all is right. Why should we think to earn a great reward If we now shun the fight? Gird up your loins; fresh courage take. Our God will never us forsake; And soon we’ll have this tale to tell— All is well! All is well! 3. We’ll find the place which God for us prepared, Far away in the West, Where none shall come to hurt or make afraid; There the Saints will be blessed. We’ll make the air with music ring, Shout praises to our God and King; Above the rest these words we’ll tell— All is well! All is well! 4. And should we die before our journey’s through, Happy day! All is well! We then are free from toil and sorrow, too; With the just we shall dwell! But if our lives are spared again To see the Saints their rest obtain, Oh, how we’ll make this chorus swell— All is well! All is well! Languages: English Tune Title: ALL IS WELL

O God, Our Help in Ages Past

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674–1748 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #31 (1985) Topics: Restoration Lyrics: 1. O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. 2. Within the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure. Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3. Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4. O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guide while life shall last And our eternal home. Scripture: Psalm 90:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ANNE

The Spirit of God Like a Fire Is Burning

Author: W. W. Phelps, 1792-1872 Hymnal: Hymns of the Saints #33 (1982) Topics: Restoration Refrain First Line: We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of heaven Languages: English Tune Title: PARACLETE

Our Mountain Home So Dear

Author: Emmeline B. Wells, 1828–1921 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #33 (1985) Meter: 6.6.4.4.6.6.6.4 Topics: Restoration Lyrics: 1. Our mountain home so dear, Where crystal waters clear Flow ever free, Flow ever free, While thru the valleys wide The flow’rs on ev’ry side, Blooming in stately pride, Are fair to see. 2. We’ll roam the verdant hills And by the sparkling rills Pluck the wildflow’rs, Pluck the wildflow’rs; The fragrance on the air, The landscape bright and fair, And sunshine ev’rywhere Make pleasant hours. 3. In sylvan depth and shade, In forest and in glade, Where-e’er we pass, Where-e’er we pass, The hand of God we see In leaf and bud and tree, Or bird or humming bee, Or blade of grass. 4. The streamlet, flow’r, and sod Bespeak the works of God; And all combine, And all combine, With most transporting grace, His handiwork to trace, Thru nature’s smiling face, In art divine. Languages: English Tune Title: UTAH

O Ye Mountains High

Author: Charles W. Penrose, 1832–1925 Hymnal: Hymns of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints #34 (1985) Meter: Irregular Topics: Restoration First Line: O ye mountains high, where the clear blue sky Lyrics: 1. O ye mountains high, where the clear blue sky Arches over the vales of the free, Where the pure breezes blow and the clear streamlets flow, How I’ve longed to your bosom to flee! O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free, Now my own mountain home, unto thee I have come; All my fond hopes are centered in thee. 2. Tho the great and the wise all thy beauties despise, To the humble and pure thou art dear; Tho the haughty may smile and the wicked revile, Yet we love thy glad tidings to hear. O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free, Tho thou wert forced to fly to thy chambers on high, Yet we’ll share joy and sorrow with thee. 3. In thy mountain retreat, God will strengthen thy feet; Without fear of thy foes thou shalt tread; And their silver and gold, as the prophets have told, Shall be brought to adorn thy fair head. O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free, Soon thy towers shall shine with a splendor divine, And eternal thy glory shall be. 4. Here our voices we’ll raise, and we’ll sing to thy praise, Sacred home of the prophets of God. Thy deliv’rance is nigh; thy oppressors shall die; And thy land shall be freedom’s abode. O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free, In thy temples we’ll bend; all thy rights we’ll defend; And our home shall be ever with thee. Scripture: Isaiah 2:2-3 Languages: English Tune Title: LILY DALE