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Hymns

Job 1:1--7:21

• [Job 1:21] Blessed Be The Name

  All praise to Him Who reigns above In majesty supreme, Who gave His Son for man to die, That He might man redeem! Refrain Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name of the Lord! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name! Blessèd be the Name of the Lord! His Name above all names shall stand, Exalted more and more, At God the Father’s own right hand, Where angel hosts adore. Refrain Redeemer, Savior, Friend of man Once ruined by the fall, Thou hast devised salvation’s plan, For Thou hast died for all. Refrain His Name shall be the Counselor, The mighty Prince of Peace, Of all earth’s kingdoms Conqueror, Whose reign shall never cease. Refrain

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• [Job 1:21] When Morning Gilds The Skies

  When morning gilds the skies my heart awaking cries: May Jesus Christ be praised! Alike at work and prayer, to Jesus I repair: May Jesus Christ be praised! When you begin the day, O never fail to say, May Jesus Christ be praised! And at your work rejoice, to sing with heart and voice, May Jesus Christ be praised! Whene’er the sweet church bell peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised! O hark to what it sings, as joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised! My tongue shall never tire of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised! This song of sacred joy, it never seems to cloy, May Jesus Christ be praised! Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised! Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! To God, the Word, on high, the host of angels cry, May Jesus Christ be praised! Let mortals, too, upraise their voice in hymns of praise, May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this at meals your grace, in every time and place; May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this, when day is past, of all your thoughts the last May Jesus Christ be praised! When mirth for music longs, this is my song of songs: May Jesus Christ be praised! When evening shadows fall, this rings my curfew call, May Jesus Christ be praised! When sleep her balm denies, my silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised! When evil thoughts molest, with this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised! The night becomes as day when from the heart we say: May Jesus Christ be praised! The powers of darkness fear when this sweet chant they hear: May Jesus Christ be praised! No lovelier antiphon in all high Heav’n is known Than, Jesus Christ be praised! There to the eternal Word the eternal psalm is heard: May Jesus Christ be praised! Let all the earth around ring joyous with the sound: May Jesus Christ be praised! In Heaven’s eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this: May Jesus Christ be praised! Sing, suns and stars of space, sing, ye that see His face, Sing, Jesus Christ be praised! God’s whole creation o’er, for aye and evermore Shall Jesus Christ be praised! In Heav’n’s eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! Let earth, and sea and sky from depth to height reply, May Jesus Christ be praised! Be this, while life is mine, my canticle divine: May Jesus Christ be praised! Sing this eternal song through all the ages long: May Jesus Christ be praised!

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• [Job 7:16] I Would Not Live Alway

  I would not live alway; I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o’er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer. I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin; Temptation without, and corruption within; E’en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb: Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom; There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. Who, who would live alway, away from his God, Away from yon Heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o’er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns; Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Savior and brethren, transported, to greet; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul?

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• [Job 7:17] What Am I, O Thou Glorious God!

  What am I, O Thou glorious God! And what my father’s house to Thee, That Thou such mercies hast bestowed On me, the chief of sinners, me! I take the blessing from above, And wonder at Thy boundless love. Me in my blood Thy love passed by, And stopped, my ruin to retrieve; Wept o’er my soul Thy pitying eye, Thy bowels yearned, and sounded “Live!” Dying, I heard the welcome sound, And pardon in Thy mercy found. Honor, and might, and thanks, and praise, I render to my pardoning God, Extol the riches of Thy grace, And spread Thy saving Name abroad, That only name to sinners giv’n, Which lifts poor dying worms to Heav’n. Jesus, I bless Thy gracious power, And all within me shouts Thy Name; Thy Name let every soul adore, Thy power let every tongue proclaim; Thy grace let every sinner know, And find with me their heaven below.

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