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“Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord!”

Author: Drummond Appears in 44 hymnals First Line: A Voice from the desert comes awful and shrill Lyrics: A Voice from the desert comes awful and shrill; The Lord is advancing; prepare ye the way! The word of Jehovah he comes to fulfil, And o’er the dark world pour the splendor of day. Bring down the proud mountain, though towering to heaven, And be the low valley exalted on high; The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even, For, Zion! your King, your Redeemer, is nigh. The beams of salvation his progress illume, The lone, dreary wilderness sings of her God; The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom, And the olive of peace spreads its branches abroad.
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The Star of Bethlehem

Author: C. Wesley Appears in 110 hymnals First Line: Sons of men, behold from far Lyrics: Sons of men, behold from far, Hail the long-expected Star! Star of truth, that, ’mid the night, Guides bewildered man aright. Mild it shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shades of death, Scattering error’s wide-spread night, Kindling darkness into light. Nations all, remote and near, Haste to see your Lord appear; Haste, for him your hearts prepare, Meet him manifested there! There behold the dayspring rise, Pouring light on mortal eyes; See it chase the shades away, Shining to the perfect day.
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The Prince of Peace

Author: Needham Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 82 hymnals First Line: Behold, the Prince of Peace Lyrics: Behold, the Prince of Peace, The chosen of the Lord, God’s well beloved Son, fulfils The sure prophetic word! No royal pomp adorns This King of Righteousness; Meekness and patience, truth and love, Compose his princely dress. The Spirit of the Lord, In rich abundance shed, On this great prophet gently lights, And rests upon his head. Jesus, the light of men! His doctrine life imparts; O, may we feel its quickening power To warm and glad our hearts! Cheered by its beams, our souls Shall run the heavenly way; The path which Christ has marked and trod Will lead to endless day.
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Tempted As We Are

Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 59 hymnals First Line: As oft, with worn and weary feet Lyrics: As oft, with worn and weary feet, We tread earth’s rugged pathway o’er, The thought how comforting and sweet,— Christ trod this very path before; Our wants, our weaknesses, he knows, From life’s first dawning to its close. If we, beneath temptation’s stress, Do fight against dark powers within, So, in Judea’s wilderness, Christ wrestled with the thoughts of sin, When, in a weary, lonely hour, The tempter came with all his power. So, tried as I, this earth he trod, Knew every human ill but sin, And though the holiest Son of God, As I am now so hath he been; Jesus, my Saviour! look on me; For help and strength I turn to thee!
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“The Works Which I Do Bear Witness of Me.”

Author: Bulfinch Appears in 7 hymnals First Line: Holy Son of God most high! Lyrics: Holy Son of God most high! Clothed in heavenly majesty, Many a miracle and sign, In thy Father’s name divine, Manifested forth thy might In the chosen people’s sight. But, O Saviour! not alone Thus thy glory was made known; With the mourner thou didst grieve, Every human want relieve; Far thy matchless power above Stands the witness of thy love. Thou, who by the open grave, Ere thy voice was raised to save, Didst with those fond sisters shed Tears above the faithful dead; Even thy word of might appears Less resistless than thy tears. Lord! it is not ours to gaze On thy works of ancient days; But thy love, unchanged and bright, More than all those works of might, More than miracle or sign, Makes us ever, ever thine.
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Christ Stilling the Tempest

Author: Mrs. Hemans Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 23 hymnals First Line: Fear was within the tossing bark Lyrics: Fear was within the tossing bark, When stormy winds grew loud; And waves came rolling high and dark, And the tall mast was bowed. But the wind ceased,—it ceased,—a word Passed through the gloomy sky; The troubled billows knew their Lord, And sank beneath his eye. And slumber settled on the deep, And silence on the blast; They sank as flowers that fold to sleep When sultry day is past. O Thou that in its wildest hour Didst rule the tempest’s mood, Send now thy Spirit forth in power O’er our dark souls to brood! Thou that didst bow the billows’ pride, Thy mandate to fulfil, Speak, speak to passion’s raging tide, Speak, and say, “Peace, be still!”
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The Pool of Bethesda

Author: Bulfinch Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: The aged sufferer waited long Lyrics: The aged sufferer waited long Upon Bethesda’s brink; Till hopes, once rising warm and strong, Began in fears to sink; And heavy were the sighs he drew, And fervent was his prayer, For he, with safety full in view, Still languished helpless there. His hope grew dim; but one was nigh Who saw the sufferer’s grief; That gentle voice, that pitying eye, Gave promise of relief. Each pang that human weakness knows Obeyed that powerful word; He spake, and lo! the sick arose, Rejoicing in his Lord. Father of Jesus, when oppressed With grief and pain we lie, And, longing for Thy heavenly rest, Despair to look on high, O, may the Saviour’s words of peace Within the wounded heart Bid every doubt and suffering cease, And strength and joy impart!
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Christ Walking on the Sea

Author: Bulfinch Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 15 hymnals First Line: Lord, in whose might the Saviour trod Lyrics: Lord, in whose might the Saviour trod The dark and stormy wave, And trusted in his Father’s arm, Omnipotent to save; When darkly round our footsteps rise The floods and storms of life, Send Thou Thy Spirit down to still The dark and fearful strife. Strong in our trust, on Thee reposed, The ocean-path we’ll dare, Though waves around us rage and foam, Since Thou art present there.
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“He Was There Alone.”

Author: Bowring Meter: Irregular Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: He was there alone, when even Lyrics: He was there alone, when even Had round earth its mantle thrown, Holding intercourse with heaven: He was there alone. There his inmost heart’s emotion Made he to his Father known; In the spirit of devotion Musing there alone. So let us, from earth retiring, Seek our God and Father’s throne; And, to other scenes aspiring, Train our hearts, alone.
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Jesus Teaching the People

Author: Bowring Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 357 hymnals First Line: How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound Lyrics: How sweetly flowed the gospel’s sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When listening thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence filled the place. From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers’ way; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. “Come wanderers, to my Father’s home, Come, all ye weary ones, and rest!” Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. Decay, then, tenements of dust! Pillars of earthly pride, decay! A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way.
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The Mind Which Was in Christ Jesus

Author: Anonymous Appears in 18 hymnals First Line: Ever patient, loving, meek Lyrics: Ever patient, loving, meek, Holy Saviour, was thy mind; Vainly in myself I seek Likeness to my Lord to find; Yet the mind that was in thee May be, must be, formed in me. Since such griefs were thine to bear, For each sufferer thou couldst feel, Every mourner’s burden share, Every wounded spirit heal. Saviour, let thy grace in me Form that mind which was in thee. When my pain is most intense, Let thy cross my lesson prove; Let me hear thee even thence; Breathing words of peace and love; Thus thy grace shall form in me The same mind which was in thee.
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Christ’s Invitations

Author: Barbauld Appears in 507 hymnals First Line: Come, said Jesus' sacred voice Lyrics: Come, said Jesus’ sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to your home; Weary pilgrim! hither come. Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world’s scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim! hither haste. Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, and seek in vain; Ye whose swoln and sleepless eyes Watch to see the morning rise; Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn, Here repose your heavy care; Who the stings of sin can bear? Sufferer! come, for here is found Balm that flows for every wound; Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure.
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Spirit of Jesus

Author: Gaskell Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: O, NOT to crush with abject fear Lyrics: O, not to crush with abject fear The burdened soul of man Did Jesus on the earth appear, And open heaven’s high plan: He came to bid him find repose, And God his Father know; And thus with love to raise up those That once were bowed low. O, not in coldness nor in pride His holy path he trod; ’Twas his delight to turn aside And win the lost to God; And unto sorrowing guilt disclose The fount whence peace should flow; And thus with love to raise up those That once were bowed low. O, not with cold, unfeeling eye Did he the suffering view; Not on the other side pass by, And deem their tears untrue; ’Twas joy to him to heal their woes, And heaven’s sweet refuge show; And thus with love to raise up those That once were bowed low.
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“Behold How He Loved Him.”

Author: Bache Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 61 hymnals First Line: "See how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews Lyrics: “See how he loved!” exclaimed the Jews, When Jesus o’er his Lazarus wept; My grateful heart the words shall use, While on his life my eye is kept. See how he loved, who travelled on, Teaching the doctrine from the skies; Who bade disease and pain be gone, And called the sleeping dead to rise. See how he loved, who, firm yet mild, With patience bore the scoffing tongue; Though oft provoked, yet ne’er reviled, Nor did his greatest foe a wrong. See how he loved, who never shrank From toil or danger, pain or death; Who all the cup of sorrow drank, And meekly yielded up his breath.
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Divine Beauty of Christ’s Character

Author: A. C. Coxe Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 208 hymnals First Line: How beauteous were the marks divine Lyrics: How beauteous were the marks divine, That in thy meekness used to shine, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God! O, who like thee,—so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light? O, who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe? O, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs, of men before? So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility? The bending angels stooped to see The lisping infant clasp thy knee, And smile, as in a father’s eye, Upon thy mild divinity. And death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang and scoff and scorn to thee; Yet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. O, in thy light be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe; And give me ever on the road To trace thy footsteps, Son of God!
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The Life of Jesus

Author: Brettell Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: He lived as none but he has lived Lyrics: He lived as none but he has lived, That wisest Teacher from above; He died as none but he has died,— His every act an act of love. His fervent piety was breathed To the lone waste, the desert hill; And in the haunts of men he sought To do his Heavenly Father’s will. He preached the gospel to the poor, Beside the couch of anguish stood, Consoled the sufferer, healed the sick, And went about still doing good. With sinners he conversed, and gave Peace to the weary, troubled mind; Yet free from stain till life’s last hour, In him his foes no fault could find. Born ’midst the humblest sons of earth, All earth’s temptations he withstood; And yet all human praise renounced, Declaring God alone is good.
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He Had Not Where to Lay His Head

Author: Anonymous Meter: Irregular Appears in 19 hymnals First Line: Birds have their quiet nest Lyrics: Birds have their quiet nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; All creatures have their rest, But Jesus had not where to lay his head. And yet he came to give The weary and the heavy-laden rest; To bid the sinner live, And soothe our griefs to slumber on his breast. Let the birds seek their nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; Come, Saviour, in my breast Come and repose thine oft rejected head! Come! give me rest, and take The only rest on earth thou lov’st, within A heart that for thy sake Shall purify itself from every sin.
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Through His Poverty Made Rich

Author: Russell Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 42 hymnals First Line: On the dark-wave of Galilee Lyrics: On the dark-wave of Galilee The gloom of twilight gathers fast; And o’er the waters heavily Sweeps cold and drear the evening blast. Still near the lake, with weary tread, Lingers a form of human kind; And on his lone, unsheltered head, Flows the chill night-damp of the wind. Why seeks he not a home of rest? Why seeks he not the pillowed bed? Beasts have their dens, the bird his nest;— He hath not where to lay his head. Such was the lot he freely chose, To bless, to save, the human race; And through his poverty there flows A rich, full stream of heavenly grace.
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Christ The Sufferer

Author: Gaskell Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: Dark were the paths our Master trod Lyrics: Dark were the paths our Master trod, Yet never failed his trust in God; Cruel and fierce the wrongs he bore, Yet he but felt for man the more. Unto the cross in faith he went, His Father’s willing instrument; Upon the cross his prayer arose In pity for his ruthless foes. O, may we all his kindred be, By holy love and sympathy; Still loving man through every ill, And trusting in our Father’s will!
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Christ The Sufferer

Author: Bulfinch Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 31 hymnals First Line: O SUFFERING Friend of human kind! Lyrics: O suffering Friend of human kind! How, as the fatal hour drew near, Came thronging on thy holy mind The images of grief and fear. Gethsemane’s sad midnight scene, The faithless friends, the exulting foes, The thorny crown, the insult keen, The scourge, the cross, before thee rose. Did not thy spirit shrink dismayed, As the dark vision o’er it came; And though in sinless strength arrayed, Turn, shuddering, from the death of shame? Onward, like thee, through scorn and dread, May we our Father’s call obey, Steadfast thy path of duty tread, And rise, through death, to endless day.

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