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Awake, awake to love and work

Appears in 27 hymnals Matching Instances: 5 Used With Tune: SHELTERED DALE
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Dort unten in der Mühle

Appears in 18 hymnals Matching Instances: 5 Used With Tune: [Dort unten in der Mühle]
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How Loving God Must Be

Author: Annie Matheson Appears in 7 hymnals Matching Instances: 4 First Line: O little birds that all day long Used With Tune: [O little birds that all day long]
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Der Heiland ist gekommen

Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 2 Used With Tune: [Der Heiland ist gekommen]
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Sunday Worship

Appears in 6 hymnals Matching Instances: 2 First Line: Today a solemn stillness Used With Tune: [Today a solemn stillness]

Come, ye that love the Saviour's name

Author: Anne Steele Appears in 278 hymnals Matching Instances: 2 Used With Tune: [Come, ye that love the Saviour's name]
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See the Rivers Flowing

Appears in 10 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: [See the rivers flowing]
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When o'er us comes the evening

Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: [When o'er us comes the evening]
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The Prodigal Son (Guild)

Author: Marion P. Guild Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Here feast I at my Father's board Lyrics: 1. Here feast I at my Father’s board Who starved among the swine; For me must every foot be fleet And every lamp must shine; For me the merry music sounds, The dancers dip and twine. 2. My heart beats fast against my robe, The best robe, soft and red; With sobbing breath and tightening throat And tears in rapture shed, I feel His ring upon my hand, His blessings on my head. 3. Ah, bitter was the way, and oft My blood my path would trace; And guilt and grief and stabbing shame With all my steps kept pace; And yet I famished not for bread So sore as for His face. 4. The road seemed endless. On I fared, Wresting each mile from death; Then such an awe upon me fell I scarce could draw my breath; My spirit felt His coming as Of one that succoreth. 5. Blind, fainting, to His mighty breast He caught and held me fast; I knew the fortress of His arms About my weakness cast; And, when He kissed my traitor cheek, I guessed His heart at last. 6. The piteous words I oft had conned I trembling strove to say; But sudden glory round me poured A brighter, richer day. In wonderment I lifted up My head that drooping lay. 7. The glory streamed from out His eyes, As from all Beauty’s throne. O depths of love unthinkable That in that splendor shone! O pain of love that travaileth And bleedeth for its own. 8. O gleam of wisdom hoar with eld Ere sang the stars of morn! O shifting, blending, dazzling lights That thrilled my hope forlorn To undreamed miracles of joy And surge of life reborn! 9. He brought me home, and here I sit, Even in my boyhood’s place; And on my very soul is stamped Each largess of His grace; But still transfiguring all I see That radiance of His face! Used With Tune: SHELTERED DALE

Thou Who Didst Teach Beside the Sea

Author: Burton C. Bastuscheck Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: SHELTERED DALE

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