Song title |
Year Composed |
Author |
Alias (if any) |
Composer |
Songbook |
Songbook page |
Time sig. |
Music key |
Stanzas |
Times Published |
Source URL |
Lyrics |
Editor Notes |
Seal My Heart
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1873
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William H. Doane
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Royal Diadem for the Sunday School
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26
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4/4
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Bb
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4
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3
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https://hymnary.org/text/seal_my_heart_with_thy_forgiveness
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1 Seal my heart with thy forgiveness,
Pledge of love and grace divine;
Make me now thy child forever,
Consecrate me wholly thine.
Chorus:
Seal my heart with thy forgiveness, Lord;
Let me wear that pledge of love divine;
Make me now thy child forever,
Consecrate me wholly thine.
2 I have wander'd, Lord, thou knowest;
Far away my feet have stray'd;
Yet repenting,
Oh! receive me;
On the cross my hope is stayed.
3 Trembling, weeping, yet believing,
Lo! I come, with this my plea;
Christ, the Savior died for sinners;
Christ, the Savior died for me.
4 All I have is on thy altar,
All my love without reserve;
All I have I yield with pleasure,
Every pow'r my God to serve.
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Send Out The Sunlight
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1892
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Ella/Ellen DALE
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John R. Sweney
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Junior Songs
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11
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3/4
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Eb
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6
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24
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https://hymnary.org/text/send_out_the_sunlight_the_sunlight_of
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1 Send out the sunlight, the sunlight of cheer,
Shine on earth's sadness till it disappear--
Souls are in waiting this message to hear,
Send out the sunlight of love.
Chorus:
Send out the sunlight of love,
Send out the sunlight of love;
Send out the sunlight,
Send out the sunlight,
Send out the sunlight of love.
2 Send out the sunlight in letter and word;
Speak it and think it till hearts are all stirred--
Hearts that are hungry for prayers still unheard,
Send out the sunlight of love. [Chorus]
3 Send out the sunlight each hour and day,
Crown all the years with its luminous ray,
Nourish the seeds that are sown on the way,
Send out the sunlight of love. [Chorus]
4 Send out the sunlight that speaks in a smile,
Often it shortens the long, weary mile,
Often the burdens seem light for awhile,
Send out the sunlight of love. [Chorus]
5 Send out the sunlight, as free as the air!
Blessings will follow with none to compare,
Blessings of peace that will rise from despair!
Send out the sunlight of love. [Chorus]
6 Send out the sunlight, you have it in you!
Clouds may obscure it just now from your view;
Pray for its presence! your pray'r will come true,
Send out the sunlight of love. [Chorus]
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She Told Him 'TWould Be So
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1867
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Fanny J. Crosby
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T.F. Seward
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Temperance Chimes
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58
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4/4
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Eb
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4
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/tis_night_the_drunkard_sits_alone
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1 'Tis night; the drunkard sits alone;
The autumn rain-drops fall;
Why does he quail beneath its glance--
That picture on the wall?
A pale young face; he knows it well,
And loved it long ago;
But now, Oh, heav'n! He dare not think;
She told him 'twould be so;
Chorus:
But now, Oh, heav'n he dare not think;
She told him 'twould be so.
2 There was a time he would have spurn'd
The cold and reckless throng,
Whose midnight revel now he seeks,
And where he tarries long;
A moment, when he felt the tear
Of deep contrition flow;
BUt conscience seldom whispers now;
She told him 'twould be so;
3 He did not plunge at once in crime,
But step by step he trod;
One glass, another, then his lips
Profaned the name of God;
A wreck of all he might have been
A slave to guilt and woe,
'Till reason trembles on its throne,
She told him 'twould be so;
4 He closed his eyes, as if to hid
The present from his sight;
The hours sped on, the storm had passed,
The morning sun was bright.
They came to rouse him, but the tide
Of life had ceased to flow;
They laid him in a stranger's grave;
She told him 'twould be so;
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Shout Aloud For Joy
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1869
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Chester G. Allen
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Bright jewels for the Sunday school
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105
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4/4
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G
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5
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/how_we_love_to_sing_of_the_star
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1 How we love to sing of the star whos light
Shone forth from the east on that blessed night,
When a choral chant from the angels bright,
Woke the earth in joyful numbers.
Chorus:
Glory, glory in the highest,
Should aloud for joy all ye saints in heav'n;
Glory, glory in the highest,
Peace, good will to man be given.
2 'Twas the birth of Him who was long foretold,
The hope of the just in the days of old,
That the angels sang to their harps of gold,
And proclaim'd in joyful numbers.
3 'Twas the Savior's birth and the holy time,
That spoke to the world in a voice sublime;
And it called the nations of every clime,
TO exalt His name and praise Him.
4 To redeem the lost from His fold that stray'd,
The crown of His kingdom aside He laid,
And the debt of sin by His death he paid,
From the grave he rose victorious.
5 Still we love to sing of the star whose light
Shone forth from the east on that blessed night,
When a choral chant from the angels bright,
Woke the earth in joyful numbers.
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Sing Always
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1869
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Fanny J. Crosby
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W.F. Sherwin
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Bright jewels for the Sunday school
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25
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4/4
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Eb
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3
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16
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https://hymnary.org/text/sing_with_a_tuneful_spirit
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1. Sing with a tuneful spirit,
Sing with a cheerful lay,
Praise to thy great creator,
While on the pilgrim way.
Sing when the birds are waking,
Sing with the morning light;
Sing in the noontide’s golden beam,
Sing in the hush of night.
2. Sing when the heart is troubled,
Sing when the hours are long,
Sing when the storm cloud gathers;
Sweet is the voice of song.
Sing when the sky is darkest,
Sing when the thunders roll;
Sing of a land where rest remains,
Rest for the weary soul.
3. Sing in the vale of shadows,
Sing in the hour of death,
And when the eyes are closing,
Sing with the latest breath.
Sing till the heart’s deep longings
Cease on the other shore;
Then with the countless numbers there,
Sing on, forever more!
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Sing On
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1885
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Carrie M. WILSON
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John R. Sweney
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Songs of Joy and Gladness
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230
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4/4
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F
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3
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44
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https://hymnary.org/text/sing_on_ye_joyful_pilgrims
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1 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims
Nor think the moments long;
My faith is heav'nward rising
With ev'ry tuneful song;
Lo! on the mount of blessing
The glorious mount! I stand,
And, looking over Jordan,
I see the promised land.
Chorus:
Sing on; oh, blissful music!
With ev'ry note you raise
My heart is filled with rapture
My soul is lost in praise:
Sing on; oh, blissful music!
With ev'ry note you raise
My heart is filled with rapture,
My soul is lost in praise.
2 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims,
While here on earth we stay;
Let songs of home and Jesus
Beguile each fleeting day;
Sing on the grand old story
Of His redeeming love,
The everlasting chorus
That fills the realms above. [Chorus]
3 Sing on, ye joyful pilgrims,
The time will not be long;
Till in our Father's kingdom
We swell a nobler song,
Where those we love are waiting
To greet us on the shore,
We'll meet beyond the river,
Where surges roll no more. [Chorus]
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Sing Once More of Jesus
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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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74
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6/8
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Bb
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5
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/o_sing_once_more_of_jesus
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1. Oh, sing once more of Jesus,
Tune every heart and voice,
Proclaim His tender mercy,
And in His love rejoice.
Refrain
Sing, sing, sing once more,
Once more sing of Jesus;
Praise His wondrous, matchless love;
Sing once more of Jesus.
2. Oh, sing once more of Jesus,
The joyful strain prolong,
While angels hover round us,
And martyrs join the song. [Refrain]
3. Oh, sing once more of Jesus,
And now in early youth,
Come let us walk together,
The path of life and truth. [Refrain]
4. Oh, sing once more of Jesus,
Our best and truest friend,
Whose hand from snares of evil
Will still our hearts defend. [Refrain]
5. Oh, sing once more of Jesus,
Who bends a listening ear,
From yonder world of glory,
The children’s song to hear. [Refrain]
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Sing Unto God
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1881
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William J. Kirkpatrick
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Wells of Salvation
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4
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4/4
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D
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3
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7
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https://hymnary.org/text/sing_unto_god_our_hope_and_our_deliverer
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1. Sing unto God, our hope and our deliv’rer;
He is the Lord, the mighty theme prolong;
Pour out your hearts in music’s sweetest numbers,
Pour out your hearts in melody and song.
Seek ye the gates, the lovely gates of Zion,
Now let His courts with holy rapture ring;
Wake, wake again, the silent harp of Judah;
Break forth ye hills, and let the desert sing.
Sing unto God, our hope and our deliv’rer;
He is the Lord, the mighty theme prolong;
Pour out your hearts in music’s sweetest numbers,
Pour out your hearts in melody and song.
2. Sing unto God, for He alone is worthy,
Sing unto God, for He alone is king;
Come, O ye lands, and trusting His salvation,
Sing unto God, in grateful chorus sing.
Great is the Lord, and wonderful His mercy,
Strong is His love, abiding evermore.
Sing unto God, and let the voice of gladness,
Break from our hearts, and spread from shore to shore.
Sing unto God, for He alone is worthy,
Sing unto God, for He alone is king;
Come, O ye lands, and trusting His salvation,
Sing unto God, in grateful chorus sing.
3. Sing unto God, ye ransomed ones in glory,
Ye who have reached the shining realms of peace,
Ye who are safe within the blessèd kingdom,
Safe in that land where praise shall never cease.
Sing unto God, ye angels that behold Him,
Sing as ye fly to do your sovereign’s will,
Sing unto God, let anthems ever rolling,
Earth and the sky with joy and gladness fill.
Sing unto God, ye ransomed ones in glory,
Ye who have reached the shining realms of peace,
Ye who are safe within the blessèd kingdom,
Safe in that land where praise shall never cease.
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Singing and Praising Forever
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1866
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William B. Bradbury
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The New Golden Shower
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58
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6/8
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A
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2
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11
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https://hymnary.org/text/through_the_new_jerusalem
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1 Thro’ the new Jerusalem,
Lined with fairest flowers,
Flows a pure and crystal stream,
Wat’ring the heavenly bowers;
On its banks we hope to stand,
Close by the beautiful river.
Then to join the ransomed band,
Singing and praising forever.
Refrain:
Close by the beautiful river,
Close by the beautiful river,
There to join the ransomed band,
Singing and praising forever.
2 There are saints in robes of white,
Who have gone before us,
With the angels they unite,
Swelling the heavenly chorus.
And with them we hope to stand,
Close by the beautiful river.
Then to join the ransomed band,
Singing and praising forever. [Refrain]
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So Would I Be
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1881
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Lizzie EDWARDS
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William Church, Jr.
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Wells of Salvation
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13
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2/4
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G
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3
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/like_a_pretty_sunbeam_shining
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1. Like a pretty sunbeam shining, so would I be;
All around with pleasure twining, so would I be;
Chasing every cloud of sadness,
Filling ev'ry heart with gladness,
Like a pretty sunbeam, so would I be.
2. Like a merry brooklet flowing, so would I be,
Doing good and joy bestowing, so would I be:
Gliding on and on forever,
Always happy, weary never,
Like a merry brooklet flowing, so would I be.
3. Like a little birdie singing, so would I be.
Sweetest music ever bringing, so would I be.
Praising God who gently holds me
In his loving arms and holds me,
Like a little birdie singing, so would I be.
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Soon Be There
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1868
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Alexander Van Alystyne
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Chapel Melodies
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52
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6/8
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D
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3
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1
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https://hymnary.org/text/awake_awake_the_morning_dawns
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1. Awake, awake the morning dawns,
Behold the opening day;
Arise and hast with courage bold,
To run the heavenly way;
For weary souls a rest remains,
The end of toils, the end of pains.
We soon shall break the earthly chains
Thro' grace we'll soon be there.
Chorus:
We'll work and wait till Jesus comes,
We'll work and wait till Jesus comes,
We'll work and wait till Jesus comes,
And then be gathered home.
2. Rejoice in hope, O trembling soul,
Lift up thy tearful eys,
And in the strength of Christ, theLord,
Press onward to the prize.
A crown of gold, a robe of white,
A victor palm of glory bright,
Are waiting in that world of light,
Thro' grace we'll soon be there.
3. O may the fruits of joy and peace
Within our souls abound,
And in the vineyard of the Lord
His children still be found;
Then safely on the other shore,
Our trials pas our journey o'er,
We'll sing with dear ones gone before
Praise God! We're home at last.
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Composed by Fanny's husband.
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Stand For The Right
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1907
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Wilson Meade
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I. Allan Sankey
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Best Endeavor Hymns
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80
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4/4
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C
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3
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/to_the_field_of_the_world_and_its_confli
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1 To the field of the world and its conflict today,
With our banner and shield we are marching away;
In the strength of the Lord, in the pow'r of His might,
And with brave, trusting hearts we will stand for the right.
Chorus:
Stand for the right, we will stand for the right.
For the signal is gleaming with calm and steady light;
In the strength of the Lord, in the pow'r of His might,
And with brave, trusting hearts we will stand for the right.
2 There are trials without and temptations within,
There are foes to subdue, there's a conquest to win;
And we know that our hope must be steadfast and bright,
And our faith like a rock, while we stand for the right.
3 We must stand at our post till the warfare is done,
We must never give up till the vict'ry is won;
There's a crown we may wear, and a robe spotless white,
In the name of the King, if we stand for the right.
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Strike The Harp of Zion
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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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7
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4/4
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A
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3
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16
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https://hymnary.org/text/strike_the_harp_of_zion
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1 Strike the harp of Zion, wake the tuneful lay;
Bear the joyful tidings far away;
Lo! the morn is breaking, morn of purest love,
Praise forever, praise to God above.
Refrain:
Glory! glory! hark! the angels sing,
Glory! glory! hear the echo ring!
Strike the harp of Zion, wake the tuneful lay;
Bear the joyful tidings far away, far away,
Bear the joyful tidings far away.
2 Over distant regions veiled in error’s night;
See the holy dawn of Gospel light;
See! the nations coming at the Savior’s call,
Coming now to crown Him Lord of all. [Refrain]
3 O, the joyful story, life to every soul!
Like a mighty ocean let it roll,
Bringing home the lost ones from the path of sin,
Till the world shall all be gathered in. [Refrain]
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Suffer The Children To Come Unto Me
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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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98
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4/4
|
Bb
|
4
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1
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https://hymnary.org/text/savior_we_ask_to_be_always
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1. Savior we ask to be always thine own,
Look on us tenderly, now from thy throne;
Lambs of thy fold thou can'st make us today,
Lead us Dear Savior, and show us the way.
Chorus:
Precious the words that were spoken by thee,
Suffer the children to come unto me.
2. Earth has no friendship so holy as thine,
Care for us lovingly, Shepherd divine,
Smile on our pathway wherever we go,
Teach us thy truth and thy wisdom to know.
3. Saviour, we thank thee that faith brings us near,
Just as the little ones came to thee here;
If we are willing to answer thy call,
Thou hast a blessing, dear Saviour, for all.
4. Taking our cross if we follow thee still,
Meekly and cheerfully doing thy will;
Then in the beautiful mansions above,
We shall be welcomed and crown'd with thy love.
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Sunshine On The Hill
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1902
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Charles H. Gabriel
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Young People's Songs of Praise
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108
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9/8
|
Ab
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3
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14
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https://hymnary.org/text/there_are_shadows_in_the_valley
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1 There are shadows in the valley,
Where our tired feet must go;
But we hear the peaceful waters,
As they murmur soft and low;--
And our Shepherd whispers gently,
As He leads us onward still:
"There are shadows in the valley,
But 'tis sunshine on the hill."
Chorus:
Sunshine on the hill,
There is sunshine on the hill;
"There are shadows in the valley,
But 'tis sunshine on the hill."
2 There are shadows in the valley,
But we breathe the sweet perfume
Of the roses on the mountain,
In their lovely, vernal bloom;
And again our Shepherd whispers,
As He leads us onward still;
"There are shadows in the valley,
But 'tis sunshine on the hill." [Chorus]
3 Oh, the shadows of the valley,
Like a dream will pass away;
They will vanish at the dawning
Of the bright and glorious day;
Even now there comes an echo,
And we feel its magic thrill:
"There are shadows in the valley,
But 'tis sunshine on the hill." [Chorus]
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Sweet Story of Jesus
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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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51
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6/8
|
F
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4
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/o_beautiful_story_of_jesus_our_lord
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1. Oh, beautiful story of Jesus our Lord,
That brightens and hallows each page of His Word,
It tells us how humble and lowly His birth,
How many His trials and sorrows on earth.
Refrain
Sweet story of Jesus, the tender and meek,
Who came in His mercy lost sinners to seek,
Sweet story of Jesus! though oft it is told,
We love it, we love it—it never grows old.
2. How full of compassion was Jesus our Lord,
The sick and afflicted to health He restored,
The poor He remembered, the hungry He fed,
And gave to the weeping their friends from the dead. [Refrain]
3. But when in that story we read how He prayed
Alone in the garden, beneath its dark shade,
How, scorned and insulted, He died for our sake,
Our hearts at his anguish are ready to break. [Refrain]
4. But now He has triumphed o’er death and the grave,
He lives our Redeemer, and mighty to save;
To Him who exalted forever shall live,
All honor, dominion, and glory we give. [Refrain]
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Tell Me The Story of Jesus
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1880
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Fanny J. Crosby
|
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John R. Sweney
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Quiver of Sacred Song
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52
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4/4
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Eb
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3
|
204
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https://hymnary.org/text/tell_me_the_story_of_jesus_write_on_my_h
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1 Tell me the story of Jesus,
write on my heart every word;
tell me the story most precious,
sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels, in chorus,
sang as they welcomed His birth,
"Glory to God in the highest!
Peace and good tidings to earth."
Refrain:
Tell me the story of Jesus,
write on my heart every word;
tell me the story most precious,
sweetest that ever was heard.
2 Fasting alone in the desert,
tell of the days that are past;
how for our sins He was tempted,
yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of His labor,
tell of the sorrow He bore;
He was despised and afflicted,
homeless, rejected, and poor. [Refrain]
3 Tell of the cross where they nailed Him,
writhing in anguish and pain;
tell of the grave where they laid Him,
tell how He liveth again.
Love in that story so tender,
clearer than ever I see:
stay, let me weep while you whisper,
love paid the ransom for me. [Refrain]
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Temperance Rallying Song
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1867
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Fanny J. Crosby
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George F. Root
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The New Golden Shower
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28
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4/4
|
Bb
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4
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6
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https://hymnary.org/text/friends_of_temperance_quick_to_arms
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1 Friends of Temperance, quick to arms,
We must struggle for the right;
And our noble cause with vigor we'll defend,
See the foe is gaining ground.
We must meet him in the fight,
And be faithful and courageous to the end.
Chorus:
Marching onward, ever onward,
Sounding still the battle cry;
Soon the tyrant shall be slave,
To our army bold and brave!
We shall gain a glorious victory by and by.
2 Like the fatal wind that sweeps
O'er the deserts burning plain;
Is the deep and deadly poison of his breath,
While the aged and the young;
He is binding with a chain,
That will lead them on by thousands down to death.
3 Throw our banner to the breeze,
Let the wings that claim redress,
Be our signal and our watchword as we go;
Like the veterans of the past,
We will never, never rest.
Till our weapons deal destruction to the foe.
4 Friends of Temperance, quick to arms,
We must struggle for the right;
And our noble cause with vigor we'll defend;
See the foe is gaining ground,
We must meet him in the fight--
And be faithful and courageous to the end.
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Thanks For The Bible
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1902
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Fanny J. Crosby
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Ira D. Sankey
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Young People's Songs of Praise
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29
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3/4
|
G
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3
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/thanks_for_thy_word_o_blessed_redeem
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1. Thanks for Thy Word, O blessèd Redeemer!
Open our eyes its beauty to see;
Grant us Thy grace to study it wisely,
Close every heart to all but Thee.
Refrain
Thanks for the Bible, off’ring so freely
Pardon and peace to all who believe;
Help us, O Lord, its counsel to follow,
Meekly by faith its truth receive.
2. Thanks for Thy Word of precept and promise,
Lamp to our feet and light to our way,
Points us afar where pleasures immortal
Bloom in Thine own bright realm of day. [Refrain]
3. Blessèd are they who keep its commandments,
They shall abide for ever with Thee;
Close by the clear and beautiful river,
Sharing the fruits of life’s fair tree. [Refrain]
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That Was Settled Long Ago
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1866
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Fanny J. Crosby
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William B. Bradbury
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The New Golden Shower
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77
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3/4
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Bb
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3
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2
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https://hymnary.org/text/mother_tell_me_do_not_tremble
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1 Mother tell me, do not tremble,
Hold me in your dear embrace,
Must I leave you, am I dying?
I can read it in your face;
All is well, my soul is happy,
I am not afraid to go;
I have made my peace with Jesus,
"That was settled long ago."
Chorus:
I have made my peace with Jesus,
"That was settled long ago."
2 Mother you are bending o'er me,
Trying hard to ease my pain,
You would make the struggle lighter,
But your tender care is vain.
Do not weep, my soul is happy,
I am not afraid to go;
Jesus loves me, yes, I feel it,
That was settled long ago.
3 Fainter grew that voice so gentle,
Quickly came his feeble breath,
Leaning on the arm of Jesus,
He had passed the gates of death.
How his cheering words of comfort
Like a strain of music flow,
I have made my peace with Jesus,
"That was settled long ago."
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