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Hymns

Proverbs 1:8--7:27

• [Pro 3:1] He Liveth Long Who Liveth Well

  He liveth long who liveth well; All other life is short and vain; He liveth longest who can tell Of living most for heavenly gain. He liveth long who liveth well; All else is being flung away; He liveth longest who can tell Of true things truly done each day. Be what thou seemest; live thy creed; Hold up to earth the torch divine: Be what thou prayest to be made; Let the great Master’s steps be thine. Fill up each hour with what will last; Buy up the moments as they go; The life above, when this is past, Is the ripe fruit of life below. Sow love, and taste its fruitage pure; Sow peace, and reap its harvest bright; Sow sunbeams on the rock and moor, And find a harvest-home of light.

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• [Pro 3:3] Loyalty Unto Christ

  “Loyalty unto Christ” the trumpet now is sounding, And the echoes answer from the fields of sin; Nations are awaking, idol thrones are shaking, For the great millennium is coming in. Like a mighty army, The heralds of the cross are spreading over land and sea. Bearing through the darkness, The light that leadeth to salvation full and free. Refrain Long and loud, “Loyalty unto Christ” we sing; Till every human tongue shall hear His praises sung! Let the hills, valleys and desert places ring, With “Loyalty unto Christ, our Lord and King.” Loyalty, faith and works, in holy consecration, Shall the scattered nations unto Him restore; Then the world shall own Him, and with joy enthrone Him, King of kings and Lord of lords forevermore. See the darkness lifting! The Gospel light of truth is spreading to the perfect day! Clouds are backward drifting! Renew endeavor! for the King prepare the way! Refrain “Loyalty unto Christ!” O what a mighty power, Were the hosts of God united in His Name! Then would angels greet us, Christ Himself would meet us, And baptize us with the Pentecostal flame. Then would come the triumph, And Christ be known and loved, His praise be sung from shore to shore; Earth would then, in glory, Become the kingdom of the Lord forevermore. Refrain

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• [Pro 3:5] Sailing Into Port

  Sailor, though the darkness gathers, Though the cold waves surge and moan, Trust thy bark to God’s great mercy, Falter not; sail on, sail on. Refrain Sailing into port, what matter, Drooping sail or shattered mast? Glory, glory fills the harbor, There we’ll anchor safe at last. Sailor, though with streamers flying, Yonder proud ship mounts the foam, And with bands of music playing, Gains the port and welcome home. Refrain Sailor, though the lightning flashes, Though thy sails be rent and torn, Peace shall come on Hope’s bright pinions, And deliverance with the morn. Refrain

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• [Pro 3:5] Trust In The Lord

  Trust in the Lord with all your heart, This is God’s gracious command; In all your ways acknowledge Him, So shall you dwell in the land. Refrain Trust in the Lord, O troubled soul, Rest in the arms of His care; Whatever your lot, it mattereth not, For nothing can trouble you there; Trust in the Lord, O troubled soul, Nothing can trouble you there. Trust in the Lord who ruleth all, Seeeth all things as they are, Be it a birdling in its nest, Or yonder uttermost star. Refrain Trust in the Lord—His eye will guide All thro’ your pathway ahead, He hath redeemed and He will keep, Trust Him and be not afraid. Refrain

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• [Pro 3:6] Lead Us, O Father

  Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace: Without Thy guiding hand we go astray, And doubts appall, and sorrows still increase; Lead us through Christ, the true and living Way. Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth: Unhelped by Thee, in error’s name we grope, While passion stains, and folly dims our youth, And age comes on, uncheered by faith or hope. Lead us, O Father, in the paths of right: Blindly we stumble when we walk alone, Involved in shadows of a darksome night; Only with Thee we journey safely on. Lead us, O Father, to Thy heavenly rest, However rough and steep the path may be, Through joy or sorrow, as Thou deemest best, Until our lives are perfected in Thee.

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• [Pro 3:6] Leader Of Faithful Souls

  Leader of faithful souls, and Guide Of all who travel to the sky, Come, and with us, even us, abide, Who would on Thee alone rely; On Thee alone our spirits stay While held in life’s uneven sway. We’ve no abiding city here, But seek a city out of sight; Thither our steady course we steer, Aspiring to the plains of light, Jerusalem, the saints’ abode, Whose founder is the living God. Through Thee, who all our sins hast borne, Freely and graciously forgiven, With songs to Zion we return, Contending for our native heaven, That palace of our glorious King, We find it nearer while we sing. Raised by the breath of love divine, We urge our way with strength renewed, The Church of the first-born to join, We travel to the mount of God; With joy upon our heads arise, And meet our Captain in the skies.

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• [Pro 3:9] Fair Waved The Golden Corn

  Fair waved the golden corn, In Canaan’s pleasant land, When full of joy, some shining morn, Went forth the reaper band. To God so good and great Their cheerful thanks they pour; Then carry to His temple gate The choicest of their store. Like Israel, Lord, we give Our earliest fruits to Thee, And pray that, long as we shall live, We may Thy children be. Thine is our youthful prime, And life and all its powers, Be with us in our morning time, And bless our evening hours. In wisdom let us grow, As years and strength are given, That we may serve Thy Church below, And join Thy saints in Heaven.

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• [Pro 3:9] Give Of Your Best To The Master

  Give of your best to the Master; Give of the strength of your youth. Throw your soul’s fresh, glowing ardor Into the battle for truth. Jesus has set the example, Dauntless was He, young and brave. Give Him your loyal devotion; Give Him the best that you have. Refrain Give of your best to the Master; Give of the strength of your youth. Clad in salvation’s full armor, Join in the battle for truth. Give of your best to the Master; Give Him first place in your heart. Give Him first place in your service; Consecrate every part. Give, and to you will be given; God His beloved Son gave. Gratefully seeking to serve Him, Give Him the best that you have. Refrain Give of your best to the Master; Naught else is worthy His love. He gave Himself for your ransom, Gave up His glory above. Laid down His life without murmur, You from sin’s ruin to save. Give Him your heart’s adoration; Give Him the best that you have. Refrain

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• [Pro 3:10] How Blest The Matron, Who, Endued

  How blest the matron, who, endued With holy zeal and fortitude, Has won through grace a saintly fame, And owns a dear and honored name. Such holy love inflamed her breast She would not seek on earth her rest, But, strong in faith and patience, trod The narrow way that leads to God. She learned, through fasting, to control The flesh that weigheth down the soul, And then, by prayer’s sweet food sustained, To seek the joys she now has gained. O Christ, from Whom all virtue springs, Who only doest wondrous things, To Thee, the King of saints, we pray, Accept and bless Thy flock today. All praise to God the Father be, All praise, eternal Son, to Thee, Whom with the Spirit we adore For ever and for evermore.

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• [Pro 3:13] Happy The Man That Finds The Grace

  Happy the man that finds the grace, The blessing of God’s chosen race, The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love. Happy beyond description he Who knows: The Savior died for me; The gift unspeakable obtains, And heavenly understanding gains. Wisdom divine! Who tells the price Of wisdom’s costly merchandise; Wisdom to silver we prefer, And gold is dross compared to her. Her hands are filled with length of days, True riches, and immortal praise, Riches of Christ, on all bestowed, And honor that descends from God. To purest joys she all invites, Chaste, holy, spiritual delights; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her flowery paths are peace. Happy the man who wisdom gains, Thrice happy who his Guest retains! He owns, and shall for ever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and Heaven are one.

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• [Pro 3:13] O Happy Is The Man Who Hears

  O happy is the man who hears Instruction’s warning voice; And who celestial Wisdom makes His early, only choice. For she has treasures greater far Than east or west unfold; And her rewards more precious are Than all their stores of gold. In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy days; Riches with splendid honors joined Are what her left displays. She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure’s paths to tread, A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.

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• [Pro 3:24] Jesu, The World’s Redeeming Lord

  Jesu, the world’s redeeming Lord, The Father’s co-eternal Word, Of light invisible true Light, Thine Israel’s Keeper day and night. Our great Creator and our Guide, Who times and seasons dost divide, Refresh at night with quiet rest, Our limbs by daily toil oppressed. That while in this frail house of clay A little longer here we stay, Our flesh in Thee may sweetly sleep, Our souls with Thee their vigils keep. We pray Thee, while we dwell below, Preserve us from our ghostly foe; Nor let his wiles victorious be O’er them that are redeemed by Thee. O Lord of all, with us abide In this our joyful Eastertide; From every weapon death can wield Thine own redeemed forever shield. All praise be Thine, O risen Lord, From death to endless life restored; All praise to God the Father be, And Holy Ghost eternally.

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• [Pro 3:34] Though Lowly Here Our Lot

  Though lowly here our lot may be, High work have we to do, In faith and trust to follow Him Whose lot was lowly, too. Our lives, enriched with gentle thoughts And loving deeds, may be A stream that still the nobler grows, The nearer to the sea. To duty firm, to conscience true, However tried and pressed, In God’s clear sight high work we do, If we but do our best. Thus may we make the lowliest lot With rays of glory bright; Thus may we turn a crown of thorns Into a crown of light.

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• [Pro 4:14] No Compromise

  No compromise with evil shall be our battle cry, For God and right must conquer, and sin and wrong must die; Unflinching we are standing, uncompromisingly, Beneath the flag of holiness forever we will be. Refrain No compromise, no compromise, This shall be our battle cry, For God and right we will boldly fight, We will keep the standard high. No compromise with error, for Bible truth we stand, Let none remove the landmarks erected by God’s hand. With loyalty our watchword and faith in Christ our stay, We’ll bravely storm the forts of sin and thro’ Him win the day. Refrain No compromise with worldliness, no yielding to the wrong, No lowering the standard that’s stood thro’ ages long; With Jesus as our Leader, His Spirit as our Guide, We’ll firmly stand for righteousness whatever may betide. Refrain

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• [Pro 6:20] Memories Of Mother

  My mother’s hand is on my brow, Her gentle voice is pleading now; Across the years so marred by sin What memories of love steal in! Refrain O mother, when I think of thee, ’Tis but a step to Calvary; Thy gentle hand upon my brow Is leading me to Jesus now. Once more I see that look of pain, The anguish in those eyes again; My heart is sad, for well I know My sin has caused this bitter woe. Refrain While others scorned me in their pride She gently drew me to her side; When all the world has turned away, My mother stood by me that day. Refrain The memories of bygone years, My mother’s love, my mother’s tears, The tho’t of all her constant care Doth bring the answer to her prayer. Refrain I’m coming home, by sin beset, For Jesus loves me even yet; My mother’s love brings home to me The greater love of Calvary. Refrain

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• [Pro 7:13] How Shall I Meet Thee?

  How shall I meet Thee? How my heart Receive her Lord aright? Desire of all the earth Thou art! My hope, my sole delight! Kindle the lamp, Thou Lord, alone, Half-dying in my breast, And make Thy gracious pleasure known How I may greet Thee best. Her budding boughs and fairest palms Thy Zion strews around; And songs of praise and sweetest psalms From my glad heart shall sound. My desert soul breaks forth in flowers, Rejoicing in Thy fame; And puts forth all her sleeping powers, To honor Jesus’ Name. In heavy bonds I languished long, Thou com’st to set me free; The scorn of every mocking tongue— Thou com’st to honor me. A heavenly crown wilt Thou bestow, And gifts of priceless worth, That vanish not as here below The fading wealth of earth. Nought, nought, dear Lord, has power to move Thee from Thy rightful place, Save that most strange and blessèd love Wherewith Thou dost embrace This weary world and all her woe, Her load of grief and ill And sorrow, more than man can know— Thy love is deeper still. O write this promise in your hearts, Ye sorrowful, on whom Fall thickening cares, while joy departs And darker grows your gloom. Despair not, for your help is near, He standeth at the door Who best can comfort you and cheer, He comes, nor stayeth more. Nor vex your souls with care, nor grieve And labor longer thus, As though your arm could ought achieve, And bring Him down to us. He comes, He comes with ready will By pity moved alone, To soothe our every grief and ill, For all to Him are known. Nor ye, O sinners, shrink aside, Afraid to see His face, Your darkest sins our Lord will hide Beneath His pitying grace. He comes, He comes, to save from sin, And all its pangs assuage, And for the sons of God to win Their proper heritage. Why heed ye then the craft and noise, The fury of His foes? Lo, in a breath the Lord destroys All who His rule oppose. He comes, He comes, as King to reign! And earthly  powers may band Against Him, yet they strive in vain, His might may none withstand. He comes to judge the earth, and ye Who mocked Him, feel His wrath; But they who loved and sought Him see His light o’er all their path. O Sun of Righteousness! arise, And guide us on our way To yon fair mansion in the skies Of joyous cloudless day.

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• [Pro 7:13] O Lord, How Shall I Meet You?

  O Lord, how shall I meet You, how welcome you aright? Your people long to greet You, my Hope, my heart’s Delight! O kindle, Lord most holy, a lamp within my breast, To do in spirit lowly all that may please You best. Love caused Your incarnation, love brought You down to me; Your thirst for my salvation procured my liberty. O love beyond all telling, that led you to embrace In love all loves excelling our lost and fallen race. A glorious crown You gave me, a treasure safe on high, That will not fail nor leave me as earthly riches fly. My heart shall bloom forever for You with praises new, And from Your Name shall never withhold the honor due. O how shall I receive Thee, How meet Thee on Thy way; Blest Hope of every nation, My soul’s Delight and Stay? O Jesus, Jesus, give me, By Thine illuming light, To know whate’er is pleasing And welcome in Thy sight. Thy Zion palms is strewing With branches fresh and fair; And every soul awaking, Her anthem shall prepare; Perpetual thanks and praises Forth from our hearts shall spring; And to Thy name the service Of all our powers we bring. O ye who sorrow, sinking Beneath your grief and pain, Rejoice in His appearing, Who shall your souls sustain; He comes, He comes with gladness! How great is His good-will! He comes, all grief and anguish Shall at His Word be still. Ye who with guilty terror Are trembling, fear no more; With love and grace the Savior Shall you to hope restore: He comes, who contrite sinners Will with the children place, The children of His Father, The heirs of life and grace. He comes, the Lord, to judgment; Woe, woe to them who hate! To those who love and seek Him He opes the heavenly gate. Come quickly, gracious Savior, And gather us to Thee, That in the light eternal Our joyous home may be. O how shall I receive Thee, How greet Thee, Lord, aright? All nations long to see Thee, My Hope, my heart’s Delight! O kindle, Lord, most holy, Thy lamp within my breast, To do in spirit lowly All that may please Thee best. Thy Zion palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; My heart, its powers renewing, An anthem shall prepare. My soul puts off her sadness Thy glories to proclaim; With all her strength and gladness She fain would serve Thy Name. I lay in fetters groaning, Thou com’st to set me free; I stood, my shame bemoaning, Thou com’st to honor me. A glory Thou dost give me, A treasure safe on high, That will not fail nor leave me As earthly riches fly. Love caused Thine incarnation Love brought Thee down to me; Thy thirst for my salvation Procured my liberty. O love beyond all telling, That led Thee to embrace, In love all love excelling, Our lost and fallen race! Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted, Who sit in deepest gloom, Who mourn o’er joys departed, And tremble at your doom: He Who alone can cheer you, Is standing at the door; He brings His pity near you, And bids you weep no more.

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