Song title |
Year Composed |
Author |
Alias (if any) |
Composer |
Songbook |
Songbook page |
Time sig. |
Music key |
Stanzas |
Times Published |
Source URL |
Lyrics |
Editor Notes |
The Time To Work
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1867
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William B. Bradbury
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Fresh Laurels
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32
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3/4
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G
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3
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/let_us_try_to_work_for_jesus
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1 Let us try to work for Jesus
In our Sunday School below,
While we're traveling on together,
And rejoicing as we go;
For the blessed Saviour's near us,
He will comfort, help and cheer us
In our Sunday School below.
Chorus:
Now is the time, the blessed time to work,
Now is the time to work for Jesus.
2 We are happy, always happy,
In the Sunday School we love,
We are singing, gladly singing
Of the promised land above;
There are crowns for us in glory,
And we'll tell the joyful story,
In the Sunday School we love.
3 Come, come, dear friends and join us
In our happy Sunday School,
Come and work with us for Jesus
Come and learn the Golden Rule;
THus when life's short day is over,
We will sing with joy forever,
In the promised land above.
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The Wells of Salvation
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1881
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Fanny J. Crosby
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John R. Sweney
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Wells of Salvation
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3
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4/4
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G
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4
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/onward_ye_pilgrims_that_journey
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1. Onward, ye pilgrims that journey to Zion,
Sing and be joyful, whatever betide;
Trust in Jehovah, your Lord and your shepherd,
All that is needed His love will provide.
Refrain
Think of the promise, the soul cheering promise,
Left to encourage the young and the old,
They shall draw water from wells of salvation,
Beautiful promise, more precious than gold.
2. Onward, ye workers, that toil in the vineyard,
Bearing the burden and heat of the day;
Never grow weary, but labor with patience,
Heed not the thorns that are strewn in your way. [Refrain]
3. Ye that are thirsty and faint in the desert,
Come to the wells of salvation so free;
Drink of their waters, their life giving waters;
Come, there’s a welcome for you and for me. [Refrain]
4. You who are nearing the valley and shadow,
Looking by faith to the bright golden shore,
Precious to you are the wells of salvation,
Sweeter their waters than ever before. [Refrain]
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The Wine Cup
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1866
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Fanny J. Crosby
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S.C. Foster
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The New Golden Shower
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14
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4/4
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Eb
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3
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5
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https://hymnary.org/text/o_be_warned_of_your_danger
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1 Oh! be warned of your danger, nor slight the day of grace,
The wine cup leads to sin and woe;
'Tis the Saviour that calls you, O fly to his embrace,
What joy his mercy can bestow.
Chorus:
See the found of salvaton before you,
Drink, oh, drink, and find peaceful rest,
For the world and its pleasures are fleeting as a dream,
O come and be forever blest.
2 Shall your homes still be lonely, and pity strive in vain,
To wake one feeling in your heart?
Will you doom those who love you, to sorrow, grief and pain?
Oh! come, and choose the better part.
3 Break the chain that would bind you, that sparkles to deceive,
Be warned while yet you may return;
If the spirit now striving too often you should grieve,
The lamp of life may cease to burn.
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There Is Joy In My Soul
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1902
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Wilson Meade
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I. Allan Sankey
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Young People's Songs of Praise
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148
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3/4
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G
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3
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11
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https://hymnary.org/text/i_will_not_be_weary_though_trials_may
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1 I will not be weary, tho’ trials may come,
And troubles before me I see,
But count them as nothing compared with the love
Of Jesus, my Saviour, to me.
Refrain:
I’ll sing of His love, of His wonderful love,
Tho’ billows like mountains may roll;
I fear not the tempest, I dread not the storm,
For Jesus gives joy to my soul.
2 I cannot be weary when He is my rest;
Whate’er my temptations may be,
I’ll trust in His promise because He has said:
“My grace is sufficient for thee.” [Refrain]
3 There’s joy that no language or thought can express,
It comes from His presence divine;
And when in His likeness at last I awake,
Its fullness I know will be mine! [Refrain]
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There Is One
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1904
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Fanny J. Crosby
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I. Allan Sankey
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Gospel Melodies New and Old
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138
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4/4
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Db
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3
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1
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https://hymnary.org/text/there_is_one_that_like_a_shepherd_will_d
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1 There is One, that like a shepherd will defend our way,
O, the joy of those that love Him and His voice obey
He will lead them to the pastures, in the pleasant vales that grow,
And refresh them with the waters from the streams that gently flow.
Chorus:
He is near to those who trust Him,
and their steps will ever guide
They shall never faint nor falter at His side
He has overcome the world, and the captive now is free,
He has made us heirs of glory
And His name our song shall be.
2 There is One, that like a shepherd will defend our way,
And He looks with eyes of pity on the sheep that stray;
From the mountains wild and long,
Still He calls them to His fold--
He is full of grace and mercy, --
His love can ne'er be told.
3 There is One, that like a shepherd will defend our way,
We shall see, adore and praise Him thro' a long, bright day,
In the kingdom of the faithful we shall aly our armor down,
And from Him, our Lord and Saviour, receive a starry crown.
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There Will Be No Parting There
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1864
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William B. Bradbury
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The Devotional Hymn and Tune Book
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55
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4/4
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Bb
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3
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21
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https://hymnary.org/text/we_are_going_we_are_going_to_a_home_beyo
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1 We are going, we are going,
To a home beyond the skies,
Where the fields are robed in beauty,
And the sunlight never dies;
Where the fount of joy is flowing
In the valley green and fair,
We shall dwell in love together;
There will be no parting there.
Refrain:
We are going, we are going
To a home beyond the skies,
Where the fields are robed in beauty,
And the sunlight never dies.
2 We are going, we are going,
And the music we have heard
Like the echo of the woodland,
Or the carol of a bird;
With the rosy light of morning
On the calm and fragrant air,
Still it murmurs, softly murmurs,
There will be no parting there. [Refrain]
3 We are going, we are going,
When this mortal life is o’er,
To that pure and happy region
Where our friends have gone before;
They are singing with the angels
In that land so bright and fair;
We shall dwell with them forever;
There will be no parting there. [Refrain]
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Also titled as "We Are Going" and "Home Beyond the Skies"
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There's A Home Weary Pilgrim
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1869
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William B. Bradbury
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Bright jewels for the Sunday school
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13
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4/4
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G
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5
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4
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https://hymnary.org/text/take_thy_staff_and_journey_onward
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1 Take thy staff and journey onward:
Look beyond this vale of tears;
Far above its gloomy shadows,
Lo! thy Father's smile appears.
Chorus:
There's a home weary pilgrim,
There's a home weary pilgrim,
There's a home weary pilgrim,
There is rest for you and me.
2 Haste thee on! the day is waning;
Watch and work with all thy might,
Lest the evening close upon thee
Ere thou reach the mountain height.
3 Speed thee on! through toil and danger,
God will bring thee on thy way;
More and more thy faith increasing,
To the light of perfect day.
4 Run the Christian race before thee;
Lay aside thy weight of care;
Reaching forward, pressing onward,
Win the crown 'tis thine to wear.
5 Yonder lie the fields of glory,
Just beyond the narrow sea.
Pilgrim, haste, thy strength renewing;
There thy home, thy rest shall be.
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There's Work To DO
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1903
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Fanny J. Crosby
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|
I. Allan Sankey
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Devotional Songs
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79
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4/4
|
G
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3
|
3
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https://hymnary.org/text/from_the_early_morning_light
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1 From the early morning light,
To the silent hour of night,
O remember there is work for all.
With the precious balm of rest,
To the weary hearts oppressed,
let us hasten at the Masters call.
Chorus:
Work to do, work to do,
And a song of joy we’ll sing;
From the early morning light
To the silent hour of night,
While we labor for the Lord our King!
2 There is work that we must do,
And our strength He will renew
If we trust Him while the time shall last;
He will keep us in His care,
He will hear and answer pray’r,
And defend us till our days are past. [Chorus]
3 There is work that we must do,
And a path we must pursue;
There’s a promise in His Word laid down,
Of a resting by and by,
And a mansion in the sky,
Where the faithful shall receive their crown. [Chorus]
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They Are All There
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1915
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Fanny J. Crosby
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|
Charles H. Gabriel
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Williston Hymns
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24
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4/4
|
G
|
4
|
1
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https://hymnary.org/text/they_are_all_all_there
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1 They are all, all there, they have crossed the tide,
And their bark is moored on the other side;
They have said farewell to the shattered sail
That was rent and torn by the stormy gale.
Refrain:
They are home, safe home, o’er the ocean’s foam,
Nevermore to weep, nevermore to roam;
O the palms they wave, and the robes they wear!
They are home, home, they’re all there.
2 They are all, all there, in the soul’s bright land,
And they wait for us on the golden strand;
They have looked their last on the setting sun,
For their voyage is o’er and their lifework done. [Refrain]
3 They are all, all there, at the Savior’s feet,
And they dwell with Him in communion sweet;
For they hear His voice and they see His face
And they praise His name for redeeming grace. [Refrain]
4 They are all, all there, but we linger still,
Yet our faith looks up to the heav’nly hill
And we know for us there are mansions fair
In our Father’s house when we all meet there. [Refrain]
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Composition date set as 1915 because the hymnal was published after Crosby's death.
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Though Your Sins Be as Scarlet
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1877
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William H. Doane
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Gospel Music
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44
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3/4
|
Ab
|
3
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230
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https://hymnary.org/text/though_your_sins_be_as_scarlet
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1 Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow;
Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow;
Though they be red like crimson,
They shall be as wool;
Though your sins be as scarlet,
Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow,
They shall be as white as snow.
2 Hear the voice that entreats you,
O return ye unto God!
Hear the voice that entreats you,
O return ye unto God!
He is of great compassion,
And of wondrous love;
Hear the voice that entreats you,
Hear the voice that entreats you,
O return ye unto God!
O return ye unto God!
3 He’ll forgive your transgressions,
And remember them no more;
He’ll forgive your transgressions,
And remember them no more;
"Look unto Me, ye people,"
Saith the Lord your God;
He’ll forgive your transgressions,
He’ll forgive your transgressions,
And remember them no more,
And remember them no more.
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Tis The Blessed Hour of Prayer
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1880
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Fanny J. Crosby
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|
William H. Doane
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Good As Gold
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30
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3/4
|
Eb
|
4
|
202
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https://hymnary.org/text/tis_the_blessed_hour_of_prayer
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1 ’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend,
And we gather to Jesus, our Saviour and Friend;
If we come to Him in faith, His protection to share,
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there!
Refrain:
Blessèd hour of prayer,
Blessèd hour of prayer;
What a balm for the weary!
O how sweet to be there!
2 ’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when the Savior draws near,
With a tender compassion His children to hear;
When He tells us we may cast at His feet every care,
What a balm for the weary, O how sweet to be there! (Refrain)
3 ’Tis the blessèd hour of prayer, when the tempted and tried
To the Savior Who loves them their sorrow confide;
With a sympathizing heart He removes every care;
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there! (Refrain)
4 At the blessèd hour of prayer, trusting Him we believe
That the blessing we’re needing we’ll surely receive;
In the fullness of this trust we shall lose every care;
What a balm for the weary! O how sweet to be there! (Refrain)
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To God Be The Glory
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1875
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Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William H. Doane
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Brightest and Best
|
118
|
3/4
|
Ab
|
3
|
205
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https://hymnary.org/text/to_god_be_the_glory_great_things_he_hath
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1 To God be the glory, great things he has done!
So loved he the world that he gave us his Son,
who yielded his life an atonement for sin,
and opened the life-gate that all may go in.
Refrain:
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord,
Let the earth hear his voice!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father through Jesus the Son
and give him the glory, great things he has done!
2 Great things he has taught us, great things he has done,
and great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son,
but purer and higher and greater will be
our joy and our wonder, when Jesus we see. [Refrain]
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To Jesus I Will Go
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1869
|
Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William H. Doane
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Bright jewels for the Sunday school
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103
|
4/4
|
F
|
4
|
43
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https://hymnary.org/text/theres_a_gentle_voice_within_calls_away
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1 There's a gentle voice within calls away,
'Tis a warning I have heard o'er and o'er;
But my heart is melted now, I obey;
From my Saviour I will wander no more.
Chorus:
Yes, I will go; yes, I will go;
To Jesus I will go and be saved;
Yes, I will go; yes, I will go;
To Jesus I will go and be saved.
2 He has promised all my sins to forgive,
If I ask in simple faith His love;
In His holy word I learn how to live,
And to labor for His kingdom above. [Chorus]
3 I will try to bear the cross in my youth,
And be faithful to its cause till I die;
If with cheerful step I walk in the truth,
I shall wear a starry crown by and by. [Chorus]
4 Still the gentle voice within calls away,
And its warning I have heard o'er and o'er;
But my heart is melted now, I obey;
From my Saviour I will wander no more. [Chorus]
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To The Race
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1881
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Lizzie EDWARDS
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Nellie M. Jefferis
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Wells of Salvation
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103
|
4/4
|
E
|
4
|
1
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https://hymnary.org/text/to_the_race
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1. To the race, to the race, are we ready to run?
Cast aside ev'ry weight, there's a prize to be won,
Cast aside ev'ry weight that our speed would delay,
And the sins that like thorns may be strewn in our way.
Chorus:
To the race, to the race, in the strength of the Lord,
And believe we shall win through the might of his word,
Let us on in the path that our fathers have trod,
Let us on in the work of our calling in God.
2. There are crowds looking down from the isles of the blest,
Where with glory untold with the Saviour they rest;
They have finished their course, they have fought a good fight,
And their faith to the last was unclouded and bright.
3. To the race, to the race, and whatever assail,
Let our hope never droop and our faith never fail;
For the prize at the end will be lasting and sure,
Unto those who shall run and with patience endure.
4. To the race, to the race, turn away from the world,
Life our eyes to the cross and its banner unfurl'd;
There are crowns, there are palms that will more than replay
For the toils and the strife of a fast fleeting day.
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To The Work
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1869
|
Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William H. Doane
|
Gospel Hymns, No. 2
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12
|
4/4
|
F
|
4
|
211
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https://hymnary.org/text/to_the_work_to_the_work_we_are_servants_
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1 To the work! to the work! we are servants of God,
Let us follow the path that our Master has trod;
With the balm of His counsel our strength to renew,
Let us do with our might what our hands find to do.
Refrain:
Toiling on, toiling on,
Toiling on, toiling on:
Let us hope, let us watch,
And labor till the Master comes.
2 To the work! to the work! let the hungry be fed;
To the fountain of life let the weary be led;
In the cross and its banner our glory shall be,
While we herald the tidings, "Salvation is free!" [Refrain]
3 To the work! to the work! there is labor for all;
For the kingdom of darkness and error shall fall;
And the name of Jehovah exalted shall be,
In the loud-swelling chorus, "Salvation is free!" [Refrain]
4 To the work! to the work! in the strength of the Lord,
And a robe and a crown shall our labor reward;
When the home of the faithful our dwelling shall be,
And we shout with the ransomed, "Salvation is free!" [Refrain]
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Tread Softly
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1902
|
Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William H. Doane
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Church and Sunday School Hymnal
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448
|
4/4
|
Bb
|
4
|
48
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https://hymnary.org/text/be_silent_be_silent_a_whisper_is_heard
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1 Be silent, be silent,
A whisper is heard,
Be silent, and listen,
Oh, treasure each word!
Refrain:
Tread softly, tread softly,
The Master is here,
Tread softly, tread softly,
He bids us draw near.
2 Be silent, be silent,
For holy this place,
This altar that echoes
The message of grace. [Refrain]
3 Be silent, be silent,
Breathe humbly our prayer,
A foretaste of Eden
This moment we share. [Refrain]
4 Be silent, be silent,
His mercy record,
Be silent, be silent
And wait on the Lord. [Refrain]
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Tune The Joyful Lay
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1864
|
Fanny J. Crosby
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Lily
|
T.E. Perkins
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The New Shining Star
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12
|
2/4
|
A
|
3
|
1
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https://hymnary.org/text/our_native_land_to_thee
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1 Our native land, to thee we cling,
Tune the joyful lay;
To thee our purest laurels bring,
Tune the joyful lay.
In weal or woe, in good or ill,
Tune the joyful lay;
Let freedom be our motto still,
Tune the joyful lay.
Chorus:
The banner is waving o'er us,
Tune the joyful lay;
Thy foes shall fall before us,
Tune the joyful lay.
2 The cause of truth and right must stand,
Tune the joyful lay;
Against rebellion's cruel hand,
Tune the joyful lay.
Our Union's bark the storm shall brave,
Tune the joyful lay,
And ride exulting o'er the wave
Tune the joyful lay.
3 Then let our mutual feelings blend,
Tune the joyful lay;
Our earnest prayer to heaven ascend,
Tune the joyful lay,
That peace may weave her golden chain,
Tune the joyful lay;
Around our native land again,
Tune the joyful lay.
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Turn Away
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1867
|
Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William B. Bradbury
|
Temperance Chimes
|
94
|
3/4
|
A
|
4
|
1
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https://hymnary.org/text/turn_away_turn_away_from_the_bright_drop
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1 Turn away! turn away! from the bright drops of foam,
There are joys, brighter joys that await you at home;
Then be warn'd, O be warn'd, Fly the ill while you may
From the death deal cup, turn away, turn away.
Chorus:
Join our ranks, join our ranks, join our ranks,
While the battle cry, while the battle cry,
Sounding loud, sounding loud, sounding loud, sounding loud,
Tells of victory, of victory, of victory.
2 Will you tear every link that has hallowed your youth,
Will you blight every hope of affection and truth;
Hear the voice in your heart that implores you to stay,
There is death in the cup, turn away, turn away.
3 Can you join in the song that is rude and profane?
Can you smile at the draught that bewilders the brain?
Lo! the angel of mercy entreats you to stay,
There is death in the cup, turn away, turn away.
4 There's a night that is cold and a woe that is deep,
There are tears, burning tears which the wretched must weep;
Then away to your sin and be warned while you may,
From the death dealing cup, turn away, turn away.
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Twill Not Be Long
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1869
|
Fanny J. Crosby
|
|
William H. Doane
|
Bright jewels for the Sunday school
|
41
|
4/4
|
Eb
|
4
|
18
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https://hymnary.org/text/twill_not_be_long_our_journey_here
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1. ’Twill not be long, our journey here;
Each broken sigh and falling tear
Will soon be gone, and all will be
A cloudless sky, a waveless sea.
Refrain
Roll on, dark stream,
We dread not thy foam;
The pilgrim is longing for home, sweet home.
2. ’Twill not be long; the yearning heart
May feel its every hope depart,
And grief be mingled with its song;
We’ll meet again; ’twill not be long. [Refrain]
3. Though sad we mark the closing eye,
Of those we loved in days gone by,
Yet sweet in death their latest song—
We’ll meet again; ’twill not be long. [Refrain]
4. These checkered wilds, with thorns o’erspread,
Through which our way so oft is led—
This march of time, with truth so strong,
Will end in bliss; ’twill not be long. [Refrain]
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Unsearchable Riches
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1882
|
Fanny J. Crosby
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|
John R. Sweney
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The Ark of Praise
|
33
|
6/8
|
Bb
|
4
|
73
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https://hymnary.org/text/o_the_unsearchable_riches_of_christ
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1 Oh, the unsearchable riches of Christ!
Wealth that can never be told;
Riches exhaustless or mercy and grace,
Precious, more precious than gold!
Refrain
Precious, more precious,
Wealth that can never be told!
Oh, the unsearchable riches of Christ!
Precious, more precious than gold!
2 Oh, the unsearchable riches of Christ,
Who shall their greatness declare?
Jewels whose luster our lives may adorn,
Pearls that the poorest may wear! Refrain]
3 Oh, the unsearchable riches of Christ!
Freely, how freely they flow,
Making the souls of the faithful and true
Happy wherever they go! Refrain]
4 Oh, the unsearchable riches of Christ!
Who would not gladly endure
Trials, afflictions, and crosses on earth,
Riches like these to secure! [Refrain]
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