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Hymns

Proverbs 13:12-13

• [Pro 13:12] Gather Round The Christmas Tree

  Gather around the Christmas tree! Gather around the Christmas tree! Evergreen have its branches been, It is king of all the woodland scene; For Christ our King is born today! His reign shall never pass away. Refrain Hosanna, hosanna, Hosanna in the highest! Gather around the Christmas tree! Gather around the Christmas tree! Once the pride of the mountainside, Now cut down to grace our Christmastide; For Christ from Heav’n to earth came down, To gain, through death, a nobler crown. Refrain Gather around the Christmas tree! Gather around the Christmas tree! Every bough bears a burden now— They are gifts of love for us, we trow; For Christ is born, His love to show, And give good gifts to men below. Refrain Farewell to thee, O Christmas tree! Farewell to thee, O Christmas tree! Twelve months o’er, we shall meet once more, Merry welcome singing, as of yore, For Christ now reigns, our Savior dear, And gives us Christmas every year! Refrain

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• [Pro 13:12] Object Of All Our Knowledge Here

  Object of all our knowledge here, Our one Desire, and Hope below, Jesus, the Crucified, draw near, And with Thy sad disciples go: Our thoughts and words to Thee are known, We commune of Thyself alone. How can it be, our reason cries, That God should leave His throne above? Is it for man th’Immortal dies? For man, who tramples on His love? For man, who nailed Him to the tree? O Love! O God! He dies for me! Why then, if Thou for me hast died, Dost Thou not yet Thyself impart? We hoped to feel Thy blood applied, To find Thee risen in our heart, Redeemed from all iniquity, Saved, to the utmost saved, thro’ Thee. Have we not then believed in vain, By Christ unsanctified, unfreed? In us He is not ris’n again, We know not but He still is dead, No life, no righteousness we have, Our hopes seem buried in His grave. Ah! Lord, if Thou indeed art ours, If Thou for us hast burst the tomb, Visit us with Thy quickening powers, Come to Thy mournful followers, come, Thyself to Thy weak members join, And fill us with the life divine. Thee, the great Prophet sent from God, Mighty in deed and word we own; Thou hast on some the grace bestowed, Thy rising in their hearts made known; They publish Thee to life restored, Attesting they have seen the Lord. Alas for us, whose eyes are held! Why cannot we our Savior see? With us Thou art yet still concealed: O might we hear one word from Thee! Speak, and to our unbelief reprove, Our baseness to mistrust Thy love. Fools as we are, and slow of heart, So backward to believe the Word! The Prophets’ only aim Thou art: They sang the sufferings of their Lord, Thy life for ours a ransom given, Thy rising to ensure our Heaven. Ought not our Lord the death to die, And then the glorious life to live? To stoop; and then to go up on high? The pain, and then the joy receive? His blood, the purchase price lay down, Endure the cross, and claim the crown? Ought not the members all to pass The way their Head had passed before? Thro’ sufferings perfected He was, The garment dipped in blood He wore, That we with Him might die, and rise And bear His nature to the skies!

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Psalms 50:8-13

• [Psa 50:12] All Things Are Thine

  All things are Thine; no gift have we, Lord of all gifts, to offer Thee: And hence with grateful hearts today Thine own before Thy feet we lay. Thy will was in the builders’ thought; Thy hand unseen amidst us wrought; Through mortal motive, scheme and plan Thy wise eternal purpose ran. No lack Thy perfect fullness knew; For human needs and longings grew This house of prayer, this home of rest, In the fair garden of the West. In weakness and in want we call On Thee for Whom the heavens are small; Thy glory is Thy children’s good, Thy joy Thy tender Fatherhood. O Father, deign these walls to bless; Fill with Thy love their emptiness; And let their door a gateway be To lead us from ourselves to Thee.

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• [Psa 50:12] God Of The Earth, The Sky, The Sea!

  God of the earth, the sky, the sea! Maker of all above, below! Creation lives and moves in Thee, Thy present life in all doth flow. Refrain We give Thee thanks, Thy Name we sing, Almighty Father, heavenly King. Thy love is in the sunshine’s glow, Thy life is in the quickening air; When lightning flashes and storm winds blow, There is Thy power; Thy law is there. Refrain We feel Thy calm at evening’s hour, Thy grandeur in the march of night; And when Thy morning breaks in power, We hear Thy Word, “Let there be light.” Refrain But higher far, and far more clear, Thee in man’s spirit we behold; Thine image and Thyself are there— Th’indwelling God, proclaimed of old. Refrain

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• [Psa 50:12] This Is My Father’s World

  This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres. This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas; His hand the wonders wrought. This is my Father’s world, the birds their carols raise, The morning light, the lily white, declare their Maker’s praise. This is my Father’s world: He shines in all that’s fair; In the rustling grass I hear Him pass; He speaks to me everywhere. This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet. This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done: Jesus Who died shall be satisfied, And earth and Heav’n be one. This is my Father’s world, dreaming, I see His face. I ope my eyes, and in glad surprise cry, “The Lord is in this place.” This is my Father’s world, from the shining courts above, The Beloved One, His Only Son, Came—a pledge of deathless love. This is my Father’s world, should my heart be ever sad? The lord is King—let the heavens ring. God reigns—let the earth be glad. This is my Father’s world. Now closer to Heaven bound, For dear to God is the earth Christ trod. No place but is holy ground. This is my Father’s world. I walk a desert lone. In a bush ablaze to my wondering gaze God makes His glory known. This is my Father’s world, a wanderer I may roam Whate’er my lot, it matters not, My heart is still at home.

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• [Psa 50:12] World For God, The

  The world for God! The world for God! There’s nothing else will meet the hunger of my soul. I see forsaken children, I see the tears that fall From women’s eyes once merry, now never laugh at all; I see the sins and sorrows of those who sit in darkness; I see in lands far distant, the hungry and oppressed. But behold! On a hill, Calvary! Calvary! Refrain The world for God! The world for God! I give my heart! I’ll do my part! The world for God! The world for God! I give my heart! I’ll do my part! The world for God! The world for God! I call to arms the soldiers of the blood and fire: Go with the Holy Bible. Its words are peace and life To multitudes who struggle with crime and want and strife. Go with your songs of mercy, show Christ in loving kindness, Make known the sufferings of the cross, the sacrifice of God. For behold! On a hill, Calvary! Calvary! Refrain The world for God! The world for God! For this, dear Lord, give to my soul consuming fire. Give fire that makes men heroes, turns weakness into might, The fire that gives the courage to suffer for the fight, The fire that changes fearing to Pentecostal daring, The fire that makes me willing for Christ to live or die; For behold! On a hill, Calvary! Calvary! Refrain

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Isaiah 1:11-16

• [Isa 1:15] Savior, Sprinkle Many Nations

  Savior, sprinkle many nations; Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; By Thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto Thee! Of Thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see Thee in Thy glory And Thy mercy manifold. Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for Thee each mortal breast, Human tears for Thee are flowing, Human hearts in Thee would rest. Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new mown grass for rain Thee they seek as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. Savior, lo! the isles are waiting Stretched the hand and strained the sight, For Thy Spirit, new creating, Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light. Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung!

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• [Isa 1:16] I Will Make The Darkness Light

  I will make the darkness light before thee, What is wrong I’ll make it right before thee, All thy battles I will fight before thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain When thou walkest by the way I’ll lead thee, On the fatness of the land I’ll feed thee, And a mansion in the sky I’ll deed thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. With an everlasting love I’ll love thee, Though with trials deep and sore I’ll prove thee, But there’s nothing that can hurt or move thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain Although Satan in his rage would tear thee, And with all his winning arts would snare thee, Even down to thine old age I’ll bear thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain I will make the darkness light before thee, I will make the crooked straight before thee, I will spread My wings protecting o’er thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain

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