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When all Thy mercies, O my God

Author: Addison Hymnal: ISS1895 #284 (1895) Person Name: Addison Lyrics: 1 When all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts, My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 3 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue, And after death in distant worlds The glorious theme renew. 4 Through all eternity, to Thee, A joyful song I'll raise, For, oh! eternity's too short To utter all Thy praise. Languages: English Tune Title: THY MERCIES
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Nothing but leaves! The Spirit grieves

Author: Lucy Evelina Akerman Hymnal: ISS1895 #56 (1895) Person Name: Lucy Evelina Akerman Lyrics: 1 Nothing but leaves! The Spirit grieves O'er years of wasted life; O'er sins indulged while conscience slept, O'er vows and promises unkept, And reap from years of strife Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! 2 Nothing but leaves! No gathered sheaves, Of life's fair ripening grain: We sow our seeds; lo! tares and weeds, Words, idle words, for earnest deeds Then reap, with toil and pain, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! 3 Nothing but leaves! Sad mem'ry weaves No veil to hide the past: And as we trace our weary way, And count each lost and misspent day We sadly find at last Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! 4 Ah, who shall thus the Master meet, And bring but withered leaves? Ah, who shall at the Saviour's feet, Before the awful judgment seat Lay down for golden sheaves, Nothing but leaves! Nothing but leaves! Languages: English Tune Title: NOTHING BUT LEAVES
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Oh! dearly, dearly, has He loved

Author: Mrs. Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: ISS1895 #69 (1895) Person Name: Mrs. Cecil F. Alexander First Line: There is a green hill far away Lyrics: 1 There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall; Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. Chorus: Oh! dearly, dearly has He loved, And we must love Him too; And trust in His redeeming blood, And try His works to do. 2 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. [Chorus] 3 He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heav'n, Saved by His precious blood. [Chorus] 4 There was no other good enough, To pay the price of sin; He only could unlock the gate Of heav'n and let us in. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: THERE IS A GREEN HILL FAR AWAY
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Christian Children

Author: Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander Hymnal: ISS1895 #200 (1895) Person Name: Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander First Line: We are little Christian children Lyrics: 1 We are little Christian children; We can run, and talk, and play; The great God of earth and heaven Made, and keeps us every day. 2 We are little Christian children; Christ, the Son of God Most High, With His precious blood redeemed us, Dying that we might not die. 3 We are little Christian children; God the Holy Ghost is here, Dwelling in our hearts, to make us Kind and holy, good and dear. 4 We are little Christian children, Saved by Him who loved us most; We believe in God Almighty, Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Languages: English
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"Go, work in My vineyard," There's plenty to do

Author: Anon. Hymnal: ISS1895 #63 (1895) Person Name: Anon. Lyrics: 1 "Go work in My vineyard," There's plenty to do, The harvest is great and the lab'rers are few; There's weeding and fencing, and clearing of roots, And ploughing and sowing, and gath'ring the fruits. There are foxes to take, there are wolves to destroy, All ages and ranks I can fully employ. I've sheep to be tended, and lambs to be fed, The lost must be gathered, the weary ones led. Chorus: Go work, go work, go work in My vineyard; There's plenty to do, Go work, go work, The harvest is great and the lab'rers are few. 2 "Go work in My vineyard," I claim thee as Mine With blood did I buy thee, and all that is thine; Thy time and thy talents, thy loftiest powers, Thy warmest affections, thy sunniest hours. I willingly yielded My kingdom for thee, The song of archangels to hang on the tree; In pain and temptation, in anguish and shame, I paid thy full ransom; My purchase I claim. [Chorus] 3 "Go work" in My vineyard;" oh, "work while 'tis day," The bright hours of sunshine are hastening away; And night's gloomy shadows are gathering fast; Then the time for our labor shall ever be past. Begin in the morning, and toil all the day, Thy strength I'll supply and thy wages I'll pay; And blessed, thrice blessed the diligent few, Who finish the labor I've given them to do. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: GO WORK IN MY VINEYARD
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We long to move and breathe in Thee

Hymnal: ISS1895 #252 (1895) Person Name: Thomas Augustine Arne (1710-1778) 1762 Lyrics: 1 We long to move and breathe in Thee, Inspired with Thine own breath; To live Thy life, O Lord, and be Baptized into Thy death. 2 Thy death to sin we die below, But we shall rise in love; We here are planted in Thy woe, But we shall bloom above. 3 Above we shall Thy glory share, As we, Thy cross have borne; E'en we shall crowns of honor wear, When we the thorns have worn. 4 Thy crowns of thorns is all our boast, While now we fall before The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And tremble, love, adore. Languages: English Tune Title: WE LONG TO MOVE IN THEE
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Not half has ever been told

Author: Rev. J. B. Atchinson Hymnal: ISS1895 #166 (1895) Person Name: Rev. J. B. Atchinson First Line: I have read of a beautiful city Lyrics: 1 I have read of a beautiful city, Far away in the kingdom of God; I have read how its walls are of jasper, How its streets are all golden and broad, In the midst of the street is life's river, Clear as crystal and pure to behold; But not half of that city's bright glory To mortals has ever been told. Chorus: Not half has ever been told; Not half has ever been told; Not half of that city's bright glory To mortals has ever been told. Not half has ever been told; Not half has ever been told; Not half of that city's bright glory To mortals has ever been told. 2 I have read of bright mansions in Heaven, Which the Saviour has gone to prepare; And the saints who on earth have been faithful, Rest forever with Christ over there; There no sin ever enters, nor sorrow, The inhabitants never grow old; But not half of the joys that await them To mortals has ever been told. [Chorus] 3 I have read of white robes for the righteous, Of bright crowns which the glorified wear, When our Father shall bid them "Come, enter, And my glory eternally share;" How the righteous are evermore blessed As they walk thro' the streets of pure gold; But not half of the wonderful story To mortals has ever been told. [Chorus] 4 I have read of a Christ so forgiving, That vile sinners may ask and receive Peace and pardon from ev'ry transgression, If when asking they only believe. I have read how He'll guide and protect us, If for safety we enter His fold; But not half of His goodness and mercy To mortals has ever been told. [Chorus] Scripture: Revelation 21:18 Languages: English Tune Title: NOT HALF HAS EVER BEEN TOLD
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Prayer for Union

Author: Rev. Thomas William Aveling Hymnal: ISS1895 #245 (1895) Person Name: Rev. Thomas William Aveling First Line: Hail, Thou God of grace and glory Lyrics: 1 Hail, Thou God of grace and glory, Who Thy name hast magnified, By redemption's wondrous story, By the Saviour crucified; Thanks to Thee for every blessing, Flowing from the Fount of love; Thanks for present good unceasing, And for hopes of bliss above. 2 Bind Thy people, Lord, in union, With the sevenfold cord of love; Breathe a spirit of communion With the glorious hosts above; Let Thy work be seen progressing; Bow each heart, and bend each knee, Till the world, Thy truth possessing, Celebrates its jubilee. Languages: English
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Art thou weary, art thou languid

Hymnal: ISS1895 #100 (1895) Person Name: H. W. Baker, Bart. Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? "Come to me" saith One, "and coming Be at rest!" 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my guide? "In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side." 3 Hath He diadem as monarch That His brow adorns? "Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns!" 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? "Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear." 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? "Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past." 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? "Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away." Languages: English Tune Title: ART THOU WEARY?
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Onward, Christian soldiers!

Author: Sabine Baring-Gould Hymnal: ISS1895 #62 (1895) Person Name: Sabine Baring-Gould Lyrics: 1 Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before, Christ, the royal Master Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See, His banners go! Chorus: Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. 2 Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod; We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. [Chorus] 3 Crowns and thorns may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain; Gates of hell can never Gainst the Church prevail, We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. [Chorus] 4 Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with our your voices In the triumph song; Glory, laud, and honor Unto Christ the King. This thro' countless ages Men and angels sing. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: "ONWARD"

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