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Joy Cometh in the Morning!

Author: M. M. Wienland Hymnal: CYBER #3385 Meter: 8.8.8.8.7.7.8.8 Tune Title: WIENLAND First Line: Oh, weary pilgrim, lift your head: Lyrics: 1. Oh, weary pilgrim, lift your head: For joy cometh in the morning! For God in His own Word hath said That joy cometh in the morning! Refrain Joy cometh in the morning! Joy cometh in the morning! Weeping may endure for a night, But joy cometh in the morning! 2. Ye trembling saints, dismiss your fears: For joy cometh in the morning! Oh, weeping mourner, dry your tears: For joy cometh in the morning! [Refrain] 3. Let every burdened soul look up: For joy cometh in the morning! And every trembling sinner hope: For joy cometh in the morning! [Refrain] 4. Our God shall wipe all tears away: For joy cometh in the morning! Sorrow and sighing flee away: For joy cometh in the morning! [Refrain] Languages: English

Giver Of The Perfect Gift

Author: John Ellerton Hymnal: CYBER #11677 Tune Title: WIGAN First Line: Giver of the perfect gift! Lyrics: 1 Giver of the perfect gift! Only hope of human race! Hear the prayer our hearts uplift Trembling at Thy throne of grace. 2 Though the accusing voice within Speaks of many a wrong to Thee, Thou canst cleanse from every sin, Thou canst set the conscience free. 3 Who can save us, Lord, but Thou? Let Thy mercy show Thy power; Lo, we plead Thy promise now, Now, in this accepted hour. 4 Oh! may these our Lenten days, Blest by Thee, with Thee be passed, That with purer, nobler praise We may keep Thy feast at last. 5 God the holy Trinity, Grant the mercy we implore; God the One, all praise to Thee Through the ages evermore! Languages: English

While It Is Day

Author: Mary Torrence Hymnal: CYBER #14679 Meter: 11.11.11.11.10.11 Tune Title: WIGGLESWORTH First Line: Work while it is day, the Master did command Refrain First Line: Work while it is day, time floats fast away Lyrics: 1 Work while it is day, the Master did command; Time floats fast away, oh, work with heart and hand. Evening shades are falling, night comes swiftly on; Us to work He’s calling, ere the day is gone. Refrain: Work while it is day, time floats fast away; Night is coming on, the day will soon be gone. 2 Work while it is day, the sun is sinking fast; His bright beaming ray will soon be overpast. Listen what he’s saying, as he sinks to rest, "Mortal, why delaying? View the golden west." [Refrain] 3 Work while it is day, it will not all be done; Labor as we may, until the setting sun. Work until the gleaming of the golden day; Time is fast receding, soon twill pass away. [Refrain] Languages: English

Hear What the Voice from Heav'n Proclaims

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: CYBER #2689 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Title: WIGTOWN Lyrics: 1. Hear what the voice from Heav’n proclaims, For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2. They died in Jesus, and are blest; How kind their slumbers are! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare. 3. Far from this world of toil and strife, They’re present with the Lord; The labors of their mortal life End in a large reward. Languages: English

One Who Is All Unfit to Count

Author: Narayan Tilak, 1861-1919; Nicol Macnicol, 1870-1952 Hymnal: CYBER #5531 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Title: WIGTOWN Lyrics: 1. One who is all unfit to count As scholar in Thy school, Thou of Thy love hast named a friend O kindness wonderful! 2. So weak I am, O gracious Lord, So all unworthy Thee, That even the dust upon Thy feet Outweighs me utterly. 3. Thou dwellest in unshadowed light, All sin and shame above That Thou shouldst bear our sin and shame, How can I tell such love? 4. Ah, did not He the heavenly throne A little thing esteem, And not unworthy for my sake A mortal body deem? 5. When in His flesh they drove the nails, Did He not all endure? What name is there to fit a life So patient and so pure? 6. So, love itself in human form, For love of me He came; I cannot look upon His face For shame, for bitter shame. 7. If there is aught of worth in me It comes from Thee alone; Then keep me safe, for so, O Lord, Thou keepest but Thine own. Languages: English

O'er Those Gloomy Hills of Darkness

Author: William Williams Hymnal: CYBER #5365 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Title: WILDERSMOUTH Refrain First Line: Dros y brinian tywyl niwliog Lyrics: 1. O’er those gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul; be still, and gaze; All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace: Blessèd jubilee! Let thy glorious morning dawn. 2. Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtained on Calvary; Let the Gospel, let the Gospel Loud resound from ole to pole. 3. Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Let them have the glorious light; And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night, And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 4. May the glorious day approaching, On their grossest darkness dawn, And the everlasting Gospel, Spread abroad Thy holy name, All the borders Of the great Immanuel’s land. 5. Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel, Win and conquer, never cease; May thy lasting wide dominions Multiply and still increase; Sway thy scepter, Savior! all the world around. Languages: English

See The Vivid Lightnings Flashing

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: CYBER #15706 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Tune Title: WILDERSMOUTH Lyrics: 1 See the vivid lightnings flashing, Turning darksome night to day; Swift the motion, great the power, Nothing can obstruct the way; All creation Pay their homage and obey. 2 Thus shall spread the glorious Gospel, To the earth’s remotest bound; Distant empires, lands and nations, Soon shall hear the solemn sound; Darkness fleeing, Light shall everywhere abound. 3 Grace and mercy then descending, Shall the stubborn heart subdue, Christ reveal His great salvation, To the Gentile and the Jew; Numerous converts Shall appear like morning dew. 4 Lo, He comes in state and glory, Bands celestial line the way; Saints, go forth and meet your Savior, And the deepest reverence pay; Join your triumphs, Hail the joyful, happy day. Languages: English

Ye Fainting Souls, Lift Up Your Eyes

Author: Rossiter Raymond, 1840-1918 Hymnal: CYBER #7752 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WILHELM Lyrics: 1. Ye fainting souls, lift up your eyes To where the morning lights the skies! The awful shadows flee away Before the swift advancing day. The Lord is ris’n; He could not die; He lives for you eternally; And by His victory o’er the grave His people He will surely save! 2. No longer mourn your seeming loss; No longer weep before the cross, Nor search the darkness of the tomb; While overheard the morn has come! Now what shall harm your joyful souls While your Redeemer all controls? No night shall hide again His face; No grave shall be His resting place. Languages: English

Fair Freedom's Land

Author: Jeremiah E. Rankin Hymnal: CYBER #8340 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WILHELM First Line: O land, of all earth’s lands the best Lyrics: 1 O land, of all earth’s lands the best, Fair Freedom’s empire in the west; From rising to the setting sun, All nations here unite in one. Refrain: Fair Freedom’s land! fair Freedom’s land! Begirt with might, long may she stand! And may her realm Christ’s kingdom be From lake to gulf, from sea to sea. 2 Our fathers came as exiles here, They saw our day with vision clear; Despised at home, the cornerstones Which God, the nation’s builder, owns. [Refrain] 3 By faith this goodly land I see, In Christ’s own freedom doubly free; From north to south, from east to west, Beneath His gentle scepter blest. [Refrain]

Will I Empty Handed Be?

Author: Neal A. McAulay Hymnal: CYBER #10611 Tune Title: [Will I empty handed be] First Line: Will I empty handed be Lyrics: 1 Will I empty handed be When beside the crystal sea I shall stand before the everlasting throne? Must I have a heart of shame As I answer to my name, With no works that my Redeemer there can own? 2 When the harvest days are past, Shall I hear Him say at last, "Welcome, toiler, I’ve prepared for thee a place"? Shall I bring Him golden sheaves, Ripened fruit, not faded leaves, When I see the blessèd Savior face to face? 3 When the books are opened wide, And the deeds of all are tried, May I have a record whiter than the snow? When my race on earth is run, May I hear Him say, "Welcome, Take the crown that Love immortal doth bestow"? Languages: English