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To Christ the Monarch

Author: William Dix; Richard W. Adams Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today Lyrics: 1 To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today, Unto the Lord who set His people free; His tribes have passed on dry ground through the flood, Their foes cast down to darkest depth of sea; With His right hand, and glorious holy arm The King gains for Himself the victory. 2 The enemy said, I will overtake, But horse and rider sank down like a stone In surging tide, when parted watery walls By God on high were all together thrown. With His right hand, and glorious mighty power The King gains for Himself the victory. 3 The enemy said, I will cast them down To lions’ den, into the sevenfold flame; But angels saved them from the lions’ mouths, And cooling wind into the furnace came. With His right hand, that rules o’er beast and fire, The King gains for Himself the victory. The enemy said, I will bind in chains Th’imprisoned souls that lie in death’s domain; But Christ the Lord led them into the light, And Hades’ prisoners were free again; With His right hand, and power o’er life and death, The King gains for Himself the victory. Glory, thanksgiving, praises to the King May all His servants bring ’til heavens ring; See, through the grave and gate of death He passed, From bonds of sin His precious own to free; With His right hand, and glorious holy arm The King gains for Himself the victory. Used With Tune: [To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today] Text Sources: A Vision of All Saints (London: John Hodges, 1871)

¡Cuidad sagrada, Betlehem dichosa!

Author: J. B. Cabrera Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: [¡Cuidad sagrada, Betlehem dichosa!]

He Shed His Blood

Author: Richard W. Adams Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Christ shed His blood to wash away our sin Lyrics: 1 Christ shed His blood to wash away our sin, Erase our guilt, and make us pure within; The Lamb of God removed our every stain, He died that we might have eternal gain. Then rose again to prove the Scripture true, Performed the work that only God can do. 2 How then can we receive this perfect gift? Only believe, and feel the burden lift. Christ did it all, and you can do no more: Now go and spread the news the wide world o’er; Proclaim that we no longer need to fear, Death’s darkest prison or the Judge severe. 3 Send out the light to earth’s remotest bound, Make shadows flee wherever sin is found; Speak of the Christ who died our souls to save, Tell of the God whose power destroyed the grave. Tell how His grace and mercy set us free, That we might live with Him eternally. 4 Announce the King who lives and reigns above, Publish good tidings of His mighty love. Tell how the Spirit comes when we believe, Tell of the promise: He will never leave. When Christ returns, O, how will we be then? The Gospel spreading to the very end? Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE

Del Universo Creador y Rey

Author: John W. Chadwick, 1840-1904; F. J. Pagura Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Del universo, Creador y Rey Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE

Prayer For Rain

Author: Hannah J. Lewis, 1816-1885 Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Rain, rain! the meadow lands are all athirst Lyrics: 1 Rain, rain! the meadow lands are all athirst; The leaves grow crisp upon the forest trees; The flowers that spring’s abundant moisture nursed Yield no more fragrance to the passing breeze— They have all bowed their heads like things accursed And when shall fresher ones succeed to these? 2 Along the bed of the once rushing brook We seek in vain to trace its sparkling tide; And far away in some old shady nook, Where late its crystal drops it loved to hide. The clustering branches bend, and vainly look For the lost jewels, once the woodland pride! 3 Clouds rise and float across the azure main, The thunder sends its greeting o’er the hills, But the soft falling and refreshing rain No more the parching earth with gladness fills; And the sere upland, with the barren plain Unheeded supplicate the vanished rills. 4 God of the storm and the reviving shower, Look Thou in mercy on our sorest need! Let not the harvest fail, since Thine the power To fill the reaper’s hand with priceless meed: We look to Thee in this o’ershadowed hour, For blessings which alone from Thee proceed! Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: The Poetical Works of Mrs. H. J. Lewis (Boston: Cupples, Upham, 1885)

A Noble Theme Inspires My Heart

Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: A noble theme inspires my heart and mind Topics: Annunciation of our Lord; Anoint; Ascension; Christmas Season; Epiphany Season; Evangelism; God as King of Kings; Kingdom of God; Missions; Prophecy; St. Mary; Stewardship Scripture: Psalm 45 Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: Sing Psalms

ക്രൈസ്തവരേ വന്ദനയ്ക്കുണരിന്‍

Author: John Byrom; Unknown Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 ക്രൈസ്തവരേ വന്ദനയ്ക്കുണരിന്‍ ക്രി-സ്തു കന്യാജാതം ചെയ്ത നാളില്‍ ഭാഗ്യോദയെ- അത്ഭുതമീസ്നേഹം അ- ഗോചരമല്ലോ ഇതിന്‍ മര്‍മ്മം വാനേ ദൂതന്മാര്‍ പാടി ഇതാദ്യം മാനു-ഷ്യാവതാരം ഘോഷിച്ചിവര്‍ 2 കാവല്‍ കാക്കും ഇടയരും കേട്ടു ദൈവ ദൂതസ്വരം, "ഭയം വേണ്ടാ" നല്ല വാര്‍ത്ത- കൊണ്ടുവരുന്നു ഞാന്‍ എല്ലാവര്‍ക്കുമുള്ളോരു രക്ഷകന്‍ ഇന്നു ജനിച്ചു ദൈവ വാഗ്ദത്തം ഒന്നു പോലും പിഴയ്കാ നിശ്ചയം 3 ദൂതഗണം ആകാശം മുഴക്കും ഗീതം പാടി ആര്‍ത്തു "ഉന്നതത്തില്‍ ദൈവത്തിനു മഹത്വം ഭൂമിയില്‍ ദൈവ-പ്രസാദമുള്ളോര്‍ക്കു സാമം" വീണ്ടെടുപ്പിന്‍ സ്നേ-ഹം ദൂതന്മാര്‍ക്കും പണ്ടേ ആശ്ചര്യം: ഗീതവുമത് 4 ആട്ടിടയര്‍ ഓടി ബേത് ലേമിന്നു കുട്ടിയായ് പുല്‍ത്തൊട്ടിയില്‍ കണ്ടവര്‍ രക്ഷകനെ അമ്മയോടുകൂടെ സൂക്ഷ്മം ദൂതവാക്യം എന്നറിഞ്ഞു സാക്ഷിച്ചെങ്ങും അത്ഭുതകാഴ്ച്ചയെ ഘോഷിച്ചോരാദ്യം യേശുവേ ഇവര്‍ 5 ക്രിസ്തുമസ് മോദം ആട്ടിടയരെ പോല്‍ പ്രസ്താവിക്കാം സ്തോത്രസ്വരത്തോടെ നഷ്ടം തീര്‍ക്കും ഈ ശിശുവിനെ നാം തൊട്ടി തൊട്ടു ക്രൂശോളം നോക്കി കാണ്‍ നിഷ്ഠയോടെപിന്‍- ചെല്കകൃപയാല്‍ നഷ്ട-സ്വര്‍ഗ്ഗം വീണ്ടും പ്രാപിപ്പോളം 6 ഗീതം പാടാം രക്ഷയിന്‍ -മോദത്താല്‍ ദൂതര്‍ മദ്ധ്യേ നില്‍ക്കാം ജയംകൊണ്ട് ഇന്നു പിറന്നവന്റെ മഹത്വം മി-ന്നുന്നുണ്ടല്ലോ നമ്മുടെ ചുറ്റും നിത്യം പാടും രക്ഷപ്പെട്ടോര്‍ സ്തുതി നിത്യം-നാം സ്വര്‍ഗ്ഗീയ രാജാവിന്നു Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE