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Hail to the Lord's Anointed

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: The Hymnal #99a (1916) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Sunday Schools Epiphanytide; Sunday Schools Lyrics: Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. He comes with succour speedy To those who suffer wrong, To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight. He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. Kings shall bow down before him. And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore him, His praise all people sing; To him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. O'er every foe victorious, He on his throne shall rest; From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand for ever, His changeless Name of Love. Languages: English Tune Title: ZOAN
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Breast the wave, Christian

Author: Joseph Stammers Hymnal: The Hymnal #112 (1916) Meter: 5.5.5.5.6.5.6.5 Topics: Sunday Schools General Use; Sunday Schools Lent Lyrics: Breast the wave, Christian, When it is strongest; Watch for day, Christian, When the night's longest; Onward and onward still Be thine endeavour; The rest that remaineth Will be for ever. Fight the fight, Christian, Jesus is o'er thee; Run the race, Christian, Heaven is before thee; He who hath promised Faltereth never; The love of eternity Flows on for ever. Lift thine eye, Christian, Just as it closeth; Raise thy heart, Christian, Ere it reposeth; Thee from the love of Christ Nothing shall sever; And, when thy work is done, Praise him for ever. Languages: English Tune Title: FORTITUDE
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He who would valiant be

Author: John Bunyan, 1628-1688 Hymnal: The Hymnal #117a (1916) Meter: 6.5.6.5.6.6.6.5 Topics: Sunday Schools General Use; Sunday Schools Lent Lyrics: 1 He who would valiant be 'Gainst all disaster, Let him in constancy Follow the Master. There's no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim. 2 Who so beset him round With dismal stories, Do but themselves confound, His strength the more is. No foes shall stay his might, Though he with giants fight; He will make good his right To be a pilgrim. 3 Since, Lord, thou dost defend Us with thy Spirit We know we at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away! I'll fear not what men say, I'll labour night and day To be a pilgrim. Languages: English Tune Title: EGBERT
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Saviour! when in dust to Thee

Author: Robert Grant Hymnal: The Hymnal #130a (1916) Topics: Sunday Schools Lent; Sunday Schools Lyrics: Savior! when in dust to thee Low we bow the adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, O by all thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany! By thy helpless infant years, By thy life of want and tears, By thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power; Turn, O turn a favouring eye, Hear our solemn litany! By the sacred grief that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within thy fold; From thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany! By thine hour of dire despair, By thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice; Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany! By thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God: O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: SPANISH CHANT
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There is a green hill far away

Author: Cecil F.rances Alexander Hymnal: The Hymnal #159a (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sunday Schools Passiontide; Sunday Schools Palm Sunday Lyrics: There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified Who died to save us all. We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains he had to bear, But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by his precious blood. There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin, He only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in. O dearly, dearly has he loved! And we must love him too, And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do. Languages: English Tune Title: HORSLEY
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We sing the praise of Him Who died

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Hymnal #160 (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sunday Schools Passiontide; Sunday Schools Palm Sunday Lyrics: We sing the praise of him who died, Of him who died upon the cross; The sinner's hope let men deride: For this we count the world but loss. Inscribed upon the cross we see In shining letters, God is love: He bears our sins upon the tree: He brings us mercy from above. The cross, it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner's refuge here below, The angels' theme in heaven above. Languages: English Tune Title: BRESLAU
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Glory be to Jesus

Author: Edward Caswall Hymnal: The Hymnal #162 (1916) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Topics: Sunday Schools Passiontide; Sunday Schools Palm Sunday Lyrics: Glory be to Jesus, Who in bitter pains Poured for me the life-blood From his sacred veins! Grace and life eternal In that blood I find, Blest be his compassion Infinitely kind! Blest through endless ages Be the precious stream, Which from sin and sorrow Doth the world redeem! Abel's blood for vengeance Pleaded to the skies; But the blood of Jesus For our pardon cries. Oft as earth exulting Wafts its praise on high Angel hosts, rejoicing, Make their glad reply. Lift ye then your voices; Swell the mighty flood; Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CASWALL
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The day of resurrection!

Author: St. John of Damascus; John Mason Neale Hymnal: The Hymnal #171a (1916) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Sunday Schools Eastertide; Sunday Schools Lyrics: The day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad; The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From earth unto the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory. Our hearts be pure from evil, That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection-light; And, listening to his accents, May hear so calm and plain His own "All hail," and, hearing, May raise the victor strain. Now let the heavens be joyful, Let earth her song begin, The round world keep high triumph, And all that is therein; Let all things seen and unseen Their notes together blend, For Christ the Lord is risen, Our joy that hath no end. Languages: English Tune Title: ROTTERDAM
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Christ the Lord is risen today

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Hymnal #175 (1916) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Topics: Sunday Schools Eastertide; Sunday Schools Lyrics: 1 Christ the Lord is risen today, Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high Sing, he heav'ns, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the victory won, Jesus' agony is o'er, Darkness veils the earth no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ hath burst the gates of hell; Death in vain forbids Him rise, Christ hat opened Paradise. 4 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted Head: Made like Him, like Him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: MONKLAND
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Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious

Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: The Hymnal #185a (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Topics: Sunday Schools Ascension; Sunday Schools Lyrics: Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious; See the "Man of sorrows" now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow; Crown Him! Crown Him! Crowns become the Victor's brow. Crown the Savior, angels crown Him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; On the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings; Crown Him! Crown Him! Crown the Savior King of kings. Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus Messiah's claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own his title, praise his Name: Crown Him! Crown Him! Spread abroad the Victor's fame! Hark! those bursts of acclamation! Hark! those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him! Crown Him! King of kings, and Lord of lords. Languages: English Tune Title: CORONAE

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