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Lord Dismiss Us

Author: Walter Shurley Hymnal: LDSC1919 #69 (1919) Person Name: Walter Shurley First Line: Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing Lyrics: 1. Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace. O refresh us, O refresh us, Traveling thro’ this wilderness, O refresh us, O refresh us, Traveling thro’ this wilderness. 2. Thanks we give, and adoration, For the Gospels, joyful sound May the fruits of Thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound Ever faithful, Ever faithful, To the truth may we be found, Ever faithful, Ever faithful, To the truth may we be found. Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing]

For the Strength of the Hills

Author: E. L. Sloan Hymnal: LDSC1919 #19 (1919) Person Name: E. L. Sloan First Line: For the strength of the hills we bless Thee Refrain First Line: For the strength of the hills we bless Thee Lyrics: 1. For the strength of the hills we bless Thee, Our God, our fathers’ God; Thou hast made Thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod; Thou hast led thy chosen Israel To freedom’s last abode; Refrain: For the strength of the hills we bless Thee, Our God our fathers’ God. 2. At the hands of foul oppressors, We’ve borne and suffered long; Thou hast been our help in weakness, And Thy pow’r hath made us strong; ’Mid ruthless foes, outnumbered, In weariness we trod; [Refrain] 3. Thou hast led us here in safety, Where the mountain bulwark stands. As the guardian of the loved ones Thou hast brought from many lands: For the rock and for the river, The valley’s fertile sod; [Refrain] 4. For the shadow of Thy presence, Our camp of rock o’er-spread; For the canyon’s rugged defiles, And the beetling crags o’er-head; For the snows and for the torrents, And for our burial sod; [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [For the strength of the hills we bless Thee]

America

Author: S. F. Smith, D. D. Hymnal: LDSC1919 #52 (1919) Person Name: S. F. Smith, D. D. First Line: My country, 'tis of thee Lyrics: 1. My country, ’tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims’ pride, From ev’ry mountainside Let freedom ring. 2. My native country, thee, Land of the noble, free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3. Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom’s song; Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake, Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. 4. Our fathers’ God, to Thee, Author of liberty, To Thee we sing; Long may our land be bright With freedom’s holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King. Languages: English Tune Title: [My country, 'tis of thee]

Great is the Lord

Author: Eliza R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #2 (1919) Person Name: Eliza R. Snow First Line: Great is the Lord! 'tis good to praise Lyrics: 1. Great is the Lord! ’tis good to praise His high and holy name: Well may the Saints in latter days His wondrous love proclaim! To praise him let us all engage, For unto us is giv’n To live in this momentous age And share the light of heav’n. 2. We'll praise Him for our happy lot On this much-favored land, Where truth and righteousness are taught By His divine command. We'll praise Him for more glorious things Than language can express; The "Everlasting Gospel" brings The humble soul to bliss. 3. The Comforter is sent again; His pow’r the Church attends, And with the faithful will remain Till Jesus Christ descends. We'll praise Him for a Prophet's voice, His people's steps to guide; In this we do and will rejoice, Though all the world deride. 4. Praise Him! the time, the chosen time To favor Zion's come; And all the Saints from ev'ry clime Will soon be gathered home. The op'ning seals announce the day, By prophets long declared, When all, in one triumphant lay, Will join to praise the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: [Great is the Lord! 'tis good to praise]

O, Awake My Slumbering Minstrell

Author: E. R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #26 (1919) Person Name: E. R. Snow First Line: O awake! my slumb'ring minstrel Lyrics: 1. O awake! my slumb’ring minstrel, Let my harp forget its spell; Say, O say in sweetest accents, Zion prospers, all is well, Say, O say in sweetest accents, Zion prospers, all is well. 2. Strike a chord unknown to sadness, Strike and let its numbers tell, In celestial tones of gladness, Zion prospers, all is well, In celestial tones of gladness, Zion prospers, all is well. 3. Zion’s welfare is my portion, And I feel my bosom swell With a warm, divine emotion, When she prospers, all is well, With a warm, divine emotion, When she prospers, all is well. 4. Zion, lo! thy day is dawning, Tho’ the darksome shadows swell, Faith and hope prelude the morning; Thou art prosp’ring, all is well, Faith and hope prelude the morning; Thou art prosp’ring, all is well. 5. Thy swift messengers are treading Thy high courts where princes dwell, And thy glorious light is spreading; Zion prospers, all is well, And thy glorious light is spreading; Zion prospers, all is well. Languages: English Tune Title: [O awake! my slumb'ring minstrel]

O My Father

Author: E. R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #47 (1919) Person Name: E. R. Snow First Line: O my Father, Thou that dwellest Lyrics: 1. O my Father, Thou that dwellest In the high and glorious place! When shall I regain Thy presence, And again behold Thy face? In Thy holy habitation, Did my spirit once reside; In my first primeval childhood, Was I nurtured near Thy side 2. For a wise and glorious purpose Thou hast plac'd me here on earth, And withheld the recollection Of my former friends and birth, Yet oft-times a secret something Whisper'd, "You're a stranger here;" And I felt that I had wanderd From a more exalted sphere 3. I had learn'd to call thee Father, Thro' Thy Spirit from on high; But until the Key of Knowledge Was restored, I knew not why. In the heav'ns are parents single? No; the tho't makes reason stare! Truth is reason, truth eternal, Tells me I've a mother there. 4. When I leave this frail existence, When I lay this mortal by, Father, Mother, may I meet you In your royal courts on high? Then, at length, when I've completed All you sent me forth to do, With your mutual approbation Let me come and dwell with you. Languages: English Tune Title: [O my Father, Thou that dwellest]

The Time is Far Spent

Author: E. R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #55 (1919) Person Name: E. R. Snow First Line: The time is far spent, there is little remaining Lyrics: 1. The time is far spent, there is little remaining To publish glad tidings by sea and by land, Then hasten, ye heralds! go forward proclaiming: Repent, for the kingdom of heaven's at hand. 2. Shrink not from your duty, however unpleasant, But follow the Savior, your pattern and friend; Our little afflictions, though painful at present, Ere long, with the righteous, in glory will end. 3. What tho', if the favor of Ahman possessing, This world's bitter hate you are called to endure, The angels are waiting to crown you with blessings: Go, brethren! be faithful, the promise is sure. 4 Be fixed in your purpose, for Satan will try you, The weight of your calling he perfectly knows; Your path may be thorny, but Jesus is nigh you, His arm is sufficient, though demons oppose. Languages: English Tune Title: [The time is far spent, there is little remaining]

Though Deepening Trials

Author: E. R. Snow Hymnal: LDSC1919 #62 (1919) Person Name: E. R. Snow First Line: Though deep'ning trials throng your way Lyrics: 1. Though deep’ning trials throng your way. Press on, press on, ye Saints of God! Ere long the resurrection day Will spread its life and truth abroad, Will spread its life and truth abroad. 2. Though outward ills await us here. The time at longest is not long Ere Jesus Christ will reappear, Surrounded by a glorious throng, Surrounded by a glorious throng. 3. Lift up your hearts in praise to God. Let your rejoicings never cease, Though tribulations rage abroad. Christ says, “In me ye shall have peace,” Christ says, “In me ye shall have peace.” 4. All glory to His holy name, Who sends His faithful servants forth To prove the nations to proclaim Salvation's tidings through the earth, Salvation's tidings through the earth. Languages: English Tune Title: [Though deep'ning trials throng your way]

O Give Me Back My Prophet Dear

Author: John Taylor Hymnal: LDSC1919 #4a (1919) Person Name: John Taylor First Line: O, give me back my Prophet dear Lyrics: 1. O, give me back my Prophet dear, And Patriarch, O give them back, The Saints of Latter-days to cheer, And lead them in the Gospel track! But O, they're gone from my embrace, From earthly scenes their spirits fled, Two of the best of Adam's race, Now lie entombed among the dead. 2. Ye men of wisdom, tell me why — No guilt, no crime in them were found — Their blood doth now so loudly cry, From prison walls and Carthage ground? Your tongues are mute, but pray attend, The secret I will now relate, Why those whom God to earth did lend, Have met the suffering martyrs' fate 3. It is because they strove to gain, Beyond the grave a heaven of bliss, Because they made the Gospel plain And led the Saints to righteousness; It is because God called them forth, And led them by His own right hand. Christ's coming to proclaim on eath, And gather Israel to their land 4. It is because the priest of Baal Were desperate their craft to save, And when they saw it doomed to fail, They sent the Prophets to their grave Like scenes the ancient Prophets saw, Like these the ancient Prophets fell. And, till the resurrection dawn, Prophet and Patriarch, farewell Languages: English Tune Title: [O, give me back my Prophet dear]

Joy to the World

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #6 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: Joy to the world! the Lord will come Lyrics: 1. Joy to the world! the Lord will come And earth receive her King; Let ev’ry heart prepare Him room, And Saints and angels sing, And Saints and angels sing And Saints And Saints and angels sing 2. Rejoice! rejoice! When Jesus reigns, And Saints their songs employ While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat Repeat the sounding joy 3. No more will sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He’ll come and make the blessings flow Far as the curse was found Far as the curse was found Far as far as the curse was found 4. Rejoice! rejoice in the Most High! While Israel spreads abroad Like stars that glitter in the sky, And ever worship God, And ever worship God, And ever and ever worship God Languages: English Tune Title: [Joy to the world! the Lord will come]

Come, We that Love the Lord

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #13 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: Come we that love the Lord Lyrics: 1. Come we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, And worship at His throne 2. Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God; But servants of the heav'nly King May speak their joys abroad 3. The God who rules on high, And all the earth surveys– Who rides upon the stormy sky, And calms the roaring seas– 4. This mighty God is ours, Our Father and our Love; He will send down His heav'nly pow'rs, To carry us above. 5. There we shall see His face, And never, never sin; And, from the rivers of His grace Drink endless pleasures in. 6. Yes, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create 7. The men of grace have found Glory begun below; Celestial fruit on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. 8. Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry; We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high Languages: English Tune Title: [Come we that love the Lord]

I'll Praise My Maker

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #14 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1. I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures 2. Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God; He made the sky, And earth and sea. with all their train His truth forever stands secure; He saves the opprest He feeds the poor, And non shall find His promise vain 3. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4. I'll praise Him while He lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs, My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. Languages: English Tune Title: [I'll praise my Maker while I've breath]

My God the Spring of All My Joys

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #16 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: My God, the spring of all my joys Lyrics: 1. My God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights! 2. In darkest shades, if Thou appear, My dawning is begun: Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And Thou my rising sun. 3. The op'ning heav'ns around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, If Jesus shows His mercy mine, And whispers, I am His! 4. My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word; Run up with joy the shining way, To see and praise my Lord 5. Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break thro' evry foe; The wings of love and arms of faith Would bear me conq'ror thro' Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, the spring of all my joys]

Praise Ye the Lord

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #17 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1. Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise Your hearts and voices in His praise; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. To make this duty our delight. 2. He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast and knows no bound– A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 3. Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds along the sky; There He prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 4. He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. And the young ravens when they cry. 5. And Saints are lovely in His sight; He views His children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fears, And looks and loves His image there. And looks and loves His image there. Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise]

Sweet Is the Work

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #23 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: Sweet is the work, my God, my King Lyrics: 1. Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise Thy name, give thanks and sing, To show Thy love by morning light, And talk of all Thy truths at night. 2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast, O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3. My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless His works and bless His word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine, How deep Thy counsels– how divine! 4. But oh! what triumph shall I raise To Thy dear name, thro' endless days, When in the realms of joy I see Thy face in full felicity. [5.] Sin, my worst enemy before, Shall vex my eyes and ears no more; My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. [6.] Then shall I see and hear and know All I desired and wished below, And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Languages: English Tune Title: [Sweet is the work, my God, my King]

Praise Ye the Lord!

Author: Watts Hymnal: LDSC1919 #24 (1919) Person Name: Watts First Line: Praise ye the Lord! my heart shall join Lyrics: 1. Praise ye the Lord! my heart shall join In work so pleasant so divine, Now, while the flesh is my abode, And when my soul ascends to God. 2. Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs While immortality endures; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last. 3. Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust; Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r And thoughts, all vanish in an hour. 4. Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God! He made the sky And earth and seas, with all their train; And none shall find His promise vain. 5. His truth forever stands secure; He saves th'oppressed, he feeds the poor; He sends the troubled conscience peace, And grants the captive sweet release. 6. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 7. He loves the Saints, He knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell: Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns– Praise him in everlasting strains. Languages: English Tune Title: [Praise ye the Lord! my heart shall join]

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