Isaiah 2:2

• [Isa 2:2] Behold! The Mountain Of The Lord

  Behold! the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise On mountain tops above the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow; Up to the hill of God, they’ll say, And to His house we’ll go. The beam that shines from Zion hill Shall lighten every land; The King Who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall all the world command. Among the nations He shall judge; His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And quell the sinner’s pride. No strife shall vex Messiah’s reign Or mar the peaceful years; To plowshares soon they beat their swords To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts encountering hosts, Their millions slain deplore; They hang the trumpets in the hall And study war no more. Come then, O house of Jacob, come To worship at His shrine; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. In latter days, the Mount of God, His sacred house shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And strike the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All Tribes and Tongues shall flow; Up to the house of God they’ll say, To Jacob’s God, we’ll go. To us He’ll point the ways of truth: The sacred Path we’ll tread From Salem and from Zion-Hill His law shall then proceed. Among the nations and the isles, As Judge supreme, He’ll sit: And, vested with unbounded power Will punish or seguit. No strife shall rage, nor angry feuds, Disturb these peaceful years; To plowshares then they’ll beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. Then nation shan’t ’gainst nation rise, And slaughtered house deplore: They’ll lay the useless trumpet by, And study war no more. O come ye, then, of Jacob’s house, Our hearts now let us join: And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. O’er mountain tops, the mount of God In latter days, shall rise Above the summits of the hills, And draw the wondering eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow; Up to the mount of God, they say, And to His house we’ll go. The beams that shine from Zion’s hill Shall lighten ev’ry land; The King, who reigns in Salem’s towers Shall the whole world command. Among the nations He shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide; His scepter shall protect the just, And crush the sinner’s pride. No war shall rage, nor hostile strife Disturb those happy years; To plough shares men shall beat their swords, To pruning hooks their spears. No longer hosts, encountering hosts, Shall crowds of slain deplore; They’ll lay the martial trumpet by, And study war no more.

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Isaiah 2:19-21

• [Isa 2:20] And Is The Time Approaching?

  And is the time approaching, By prophets long foretold, When all shall dwell together, One Shepherd and one fold? Shall every idol perish, To moles and bats be thrown, And every prayer be offered To God in Christ alone? Shall Jew and Gentile, meeting From many a distant shore, Around one altar kneeling, One common Lord adore? Shall all that now divides us Remove, and pass away Like shadows of the morning Before the blaze of day? Shall all that now unites us More sweet and lasting prove, A closer bond of union In a blest land of love? Shall war be learned no longer, Shall strife and tumult cease; All earth His blessèd kingdom, The Lord and Prince of Peace? O long expected dawning, Come with Thy cheering ray; When shall the morning brighten, The shadows flee away? O sweet anticipation! It cheers the watchers on To pray, and hope, and labor, Till the dark night be gone.

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Isaiah 6:3

• [Isa 6:3] Bright The Vision That Delighted

  Bright the vision that delighted Once the sight of Judah’s seer; Sweet the countless tongues united To entrance the prophet’s ear. Round the Lord in glory seated Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple, and repeated Each to each the alternate hymn: “Lord, Thy glory fills the Heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord.” Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels’ cry, “Holy, holy, holy,” singing, “Lord of hosts, the Lord most high.” With His seraph train before him, With His holy Church below, Thus conspire we to adore Him, Bid we thus our anthem flow. “Lord, Thy glory fills the Heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord.”

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• [Isa 6:3] Day Is Dying In The West

  Day is dying in the west; Heav’n is touching earth with rest; Wait and worship while the night Sets the evening lamps alight Through all the sky. Refrain Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts! Heav’n and earth are full of Thee! Heav’n and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high! Lord of life, beneath the dome Of the universe, Thy home, Gather us who seek Thy face To the fold of Thy embrace, For Thou art nigh. Refrain While the deepening shadows fall, Heart of love enfolding all, Through the glory and the grace Of the stars that veil Thy face, Our hearts ascend. Refrain When forever from our sight Pass the stars, the day, the night, Lord of angels, on our eyes Let eternal morning rise And shadows end. Refrain

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• [Isa 6:3] Eternal Wisdom, Thee We Praise

  Eternal Wisdom! Thee we praise, Thee the creation sings, With Thy loved Name, rocks, hills, and seas, And Heaven’s high palace rings. Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky! How glorious to behold! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. There Thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circles run; There the pale planet rules the night, The day obeys the sun. If down I turn my wondering eyes On clouds and storms below, Those under-regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. The noisy winds stand ready there Thy orders to obey; With sounding wings they sweep the air, To make Thy chariot way. There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy thunder shakes our coast, While the red lightnings wave along, The banners of Thy host. On the thin air, without a prop, Hang fruitful showers around; At Thy command they sink, and drop Their fatness on the ground. Lo! here Thy wondrous skill arrays The earth in cheerful green; A thousand herbs Thy art displays, A thousand flowers between. There, the rough mountains of the deep Obey Thy strong command, Thy breath can raise the billows steep, Or sink them to the sand. Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wondering sight Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through Thy works abroad. Our souls with vast amazement fill. And speak the builder God. But the mild glories of Thy grace Our softer passions move; Pity divine in Jesu’s face We see, adore, and love.

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• [Isa 6:3] Father All Holy

  Father all holy, bend we so lowly, Glowing with love’s tender flame; Father in Heaven, praises be given, Hallowed forever Thy Name. Telling the story, spreading Thy glory, Send forth Thy people, we pray, Till every nation know Thy salvation, Under Thy kingdom’s full sway. Angels adore Thee, waiting before Thee, Swift Thy commands to fulfill: Grant us, we pray Thee, grace to obey Thee, Choosing and serving Thy will. Father, now lead us, day by day feed us, Ever provide and defend; Trespass confessing, seeking Thy blessing, Pardon and peace without end. From sin deliver, keep us forever, Kingdom and glory are Thine; Thine, too, the power, hear us this hour, Father, our Father divine! Jesus is pleading, still interceding, For His redeemed ones again, For His sake hear us, in His Name cheer us, He is the faithful “Amen.”

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• [Isa 6:3] Father And Friend! Thy Light, Thy Love

  Father and Friend! Thy light, Thy love, Beaming through all Thy works we see; Thy glory gilds the heavens above, And all the earth is full of Thee. Thy voice we hear, Thy presence feel, While Thou, too pure for mortal sight, Involved in clouds, invisible, Reignest the Lord of life and light. We know not in what hallowed part Of the wide heavens Thy throne may be, But this we know, that where Thou art, Strength, wisdom, goodness dwell with Thee. Thy children shall not faint nor fear, Sustained by this exalted thought; Since Thou, their God, art everywhere, They cannot be where Thou art not!

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• [Isa 6:3] Father, Thine Elect Who Lovest

  Father, Thine Elect who lovest With an everlasting love; Savior, who the bar removest From the holy home above; Spirit, daily meetness bringing For the glory there upstored; List to Thy glad people singing, “Holy, holy, holy, Lord!” Lord, with sin-bound souls Thou bearest, Struggling towards this strain divine; Glad on mortal lips Thou hearest That thrice awful Name of Thine. But Thou listenest, O how sweetly! When from holy lips outpoured, Rings through Heaven this strain full meetly, “Holy, holy, holy, Lord!” Shall we, Lord, meet voices never Bring to that eternal hymn? Hallow us to help the endeavor Of Thy pure-lipped seraphim: Hark! their own high strain we bring Thee; Listen to the full accord! Sweet the song we ever sing Thee, “Holy, holy, holy, Lord!”

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• [Isa 6:3] For The Beauty Of The Earth

  For the beauty of the earth For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies. Refrain Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. For the beauty of each hour, Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light. Refrain For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind’s delight, For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight. Refrain For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild. Refrain For Thy Church, that evermore Lifteth holy hands above, Offering up on every shore Her pure sacrifice of love. Refrain For the martyrs’ crown of light, For Thy prophets’ eagle eye, For Thy bold confessors’ might, For the lips of infancy. Refrain For Thy virgins’ robes of snow, For Thy maiden mother mild, For Thyself, with hearts aglow, Jesu, Victim undefiled. Refrain For each perfect gift of Thine, To our race so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth and buds of Heaven. Refrain

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• [Isa 6:3] Great Giver Of All Good

  Great Giver of all good, To Thee our thanks we yield For all the beauties of the wood, Of hill, and dale, and field. Ten thousand various flowers To Thee sweet offerings bear, And joyous birds in woodlands bowers Sing forth Thy tender care. The fields on every side The trees on every hill, The glorious sun, the rolling tide, Proclaim Thy wonders still. But trees, and fields, and skies Still praise a God unknown; For gratitude and love can rise From living hearts alone. These living hearts of ours Thy holy Name would bless; The blossoms of the thousand flowers Would please the Savior less. While earth itself decays, Our souls can never die; O tune them all to sing Thy praise In better songs on high.

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• [Isa 6:3] Harp At Nature’s Advent Strung, The

  The harp at Nature’s advent strung Has never ceased to play; The song the stars of morning sung Has never died away. And prayer is made, and praise is giv’n, By all things near and far; The ocean looketh up to Heav’n, And mirrors every star. Its waves are kneeling on the strand, As kneels the human knee, Their white locks bowing to the sand, The priesthood of the sea! They pour their glittering treasures forth, Their gifts of pearl they bring, And all the listening hills of earth Take up the song they sing. The green earth sends its incense up From many a mountain shrine; From folded leaf and dewy cup She pours her sacred wine. The mists above the morning rills Rise white as wings of prayer; The altar-curtains of the hills Are sunset’s purple air. The winds with hymns of praise are loud, Or low with sobs of pain— The thunder-organ of the cloud, The dropping tears of rain. With drooping head and branches crossed The twilight forest grieves, Or speaks with tongues of Pentecost From all its sunlit leaves. The blue sky is the temple’s arch, Its transept earth and air, The music of its starry march The chorus of a prayer. So Nature keeps the reverent frame With which her years began, And all her signs and voices shame The prayerless heart of man.

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• [Isa 6:3] Holy, Holy, Holy

  Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessèd Trinity! Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Who was, and is, and evermore shall be. Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see; Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea; Holy, holy, holy; merciful and mighty! God in three Persons, blessèd Trinity!

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• [Isa 6:3] Holy, Holy, Holy Lord (wesley)

  Holy, holy, holy Lord, God the Father, and the Word, God the Comforter, receive Blessings more than we can give! Mixed with those beyond the sky, Chanters to the Lord Most High, We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing Thy eternal praise. One, inexplicably Three, Three, in simplest Unity, God, incline Thy gracious ear, Us, Thy lisping creatures, hear! Thee while man, the earth-born, sings, Angels shrink within their wings; Prostrate seraphim above Breathe unutterable love. Happy they who never rest, With Thy heavenly presence blest! They the heights of glory see, Sound the depths of Deity. Fain with them our souls would vie, Sink as low, and mount as high; Fall o’erwhelmed with love, or soar, Shout, or silently adore.

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• [Isa 6:3] Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord (wordsworth)

  Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts, eternal King, By the heavens and earth adored! Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the blessèd Trinity. Since by Thee were all things made, And in Thee do all things live, Be to Thee all honor paid; Praise to Thee let all things give; Singing everlastingly To the blessèd Trinity. Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, Spirits blest, before Thy throne, Speeding thence at Thy command, And, when Thy behests are done, Singing everlastingly To the blessèd Trinity. Cherubim and seraphim Veil their faces with their wings; Eyes of angels are too dim To behold the King of kings, While they sing eternally To the blessèd Trinity. Thee apostles, prophets thee, Thee the noble martyr band, Praise with solemn jubilee; Thee, the church in every land; Singing everlastingly To the blessèd Trinity. Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Godhead one, and Persons three, Join we with the heavenly host, Singing everlastingly To the blessèd Trinity.

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• [Isa 6:3] Jehovah, Thee We Praise

  Jehovah, Thee we praise, The triune God adore; To Father, Son and Spirit raise Glad anthems evermore, Glad anthems evermore. Thou art exalted high, Thrice holy is Thy throne; With sinless seraphs would we vie To make Thy glory known, To make Thy glory known. Thrice holy, Lord, they cry, Before Thy throne above; Thrice holy, we on earth reply, Thou God of light and love, Thou God of light and love. Thou art the sovereign Lord Of angels and of men; We bow submissive to Thy Word, Nor shall we bow in vain, Nor shall we bow in vain. Accept, O God of grace, The offering which we bear Before Thee, as to Heav’n we raise Our voice in praise and prayer, Our voice in praise and prayer.

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• [Isa 6:3] O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord (eastburn)

  O holy, holy, holy Lord, Bright in Thy deeds and in Thy Name, Forever be Thy Name adored, Thy glories let the world proclaim. O Jesus, Lamb once crucified, To take our load of sins away, Thine be the hymn that rolls its tide Along the realms of upper day. O Holy Spirit, from above In streams of light and glory given, Thou Source of ecstasy and love, Thy praises ring through earth and heaven. O God Triune, to Thee we owe Our every thought, our every song; And ever may Thy praises flow From saint and seraph’s burning tongue.

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• [Isa 6:3] O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord (conder)

  O holy, holy, holy, Lord! Thou God of hosts, by all adored; The earth and heavens are full of Thee; Thy light, Thy power, Thy majesty. Loud hallelujahs to Thy Name; Angels and seraphim proclaim; By all the powers and thrones in Heaven, Eternal praise to Thee is given. Apostles join the glorious throng, And swell the loud triumphant song; Prophets and martyrs hear the sound, And spread the hallelujah round. Glory to Thee, O God most high! Father, we praise Thy majesty! The Son, the Spirit, we adore! One Godhead, blest forevermore.

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• [Isa 6:3] Round The Lord In Glory Seated

  Round the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and seraphim Filled His temple, and repeated Each to each the alternate hymn: “Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord!” Heav’n is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels’ cry, “Holy, holy, holy,” singing, “Lord of Hosts, the Lord most high.” With His seraph train before Him, With His holy Church below, Thus conspire we to adore him, Bid we thus our anthem flow. “Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord!” Thus Thy glorious Name confessing, We adopt thine angels’ cry, “Holy, holy, holy,” blessing Thee, the Lord of Hosts most high.

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• [Isa 6:3] See The Shining Dewdrops

  See the shining dewdrops, On the flowers strewed, Proving as they sparkle, “God is ever good.” Hear the mountain streamlet, In its solitude, With its ripple saying, “God is ever good.” In the leafy treetops, Where no fears intrude, Merry birds are singing, “God is ever good.” Bring, my heart, thy tribute, Songs of gratitude, All things join to tell us, “God is ever good, God is ever good.”
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• [Isa 6:3] Thou Has Been Our Guide This Day

  Thou has been our Guide this day, Thou hast led us all the way, Thou hast been our Sun and Shield, Grateful hearts to Thee we yield While Thou art nigh. Refrain Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Hosts! Heav’n and earth are full of Thee! Heav’n and earth are praising Thee, O Lord most high! For the gift of strength and health, And for friendship’s boundless wealth, For the power to think aright, For religion’s guiding light, We give Thee thanks. Refrain Guard us through the hours of night, And with morn’s returning light, Grant to each of us, we pray, Strength to serve Thee all the day, For Thine we are. Refrain

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• [Isa 6:3] We Thank Thee, Lord, For This Fair Earth

  We thank Thee, Lord, for this fair earth, The glittering sky, the silver sea; For all their beauty, all their worth, Their light and glory, come from Thee. Thine are the flowers that clothe the ground, The trees that wave their arms above, The hills that gird our dwellings round, As Thou dost gird Thine own with love. Yet teach us still how far more fair, More glorious, Father, in Thy sight, Is one pure deed, one holy prayer, One heart that owns Thy Spirit’s might. So while we gaze with thoughtful eye On all the gifts Thy love has given, Help us in Thee to live and die, By Thee to rise from earth to Heaven.

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• [Isa 6:3] We Thank Thee, Lord, Thy Paths Of Service Lead

  We thank Thee, Lord, Thy paths of service lead To blazoned heights and down the slopes of need; They reach Thy throne, encompass land and sea, And he who journeys in them walks with Thee. We’ve sought and found Thee in the secret place And marveled at the radiance of Thy face; But often in some far off Galilee Beheld Thee fairer yet while serving Thee. We’ve felt Thy touch in sorrow’s darkened way Abound with love and solace for the day; And, ’neath the burdens there, Thy sovereignty, Has held our hearts enthralled while serving Thee. We’ve seen Thy glory like a mantle spread O’er hill and dale in saffron flame and red; But in the eyes of men, redeemed and free, A splendor greater yet while serving Thee. Show us the paths in which Thou wouldest lead To blazoned heights or down the slopes of need; For both alike encompass land and sea, And he who journeys in them walks with Thee.

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• [Isa 6:3] We Worship Thee, Almighty Lord

  We worship Thee, almighty Lord, Our hearts revere Thy gracious Word When it goes forth from Heav’n o’er all the earth. Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God! Upon a mountain builded high, Thy Church doth in Thy strength rely, And standeth sure while earth and time endure. Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God! Through her shall every land proclaim The sacred might of Jesus’ Name, And all rejoice with Christian heart and voice. Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God! All nations to Thy throne shall throng And raise on high the victory song, While cherubim reply to seraphim, “Holy, holy, holy art Thou, O God!”

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• [Isa 6:3] When Comes The Golden Sunset

  When comes the golden sunset That trails God’s way on high, And with its radiant splendor Illumes the evening sky, How are the hills and valleys Aglow with crimson rays, While nature’s deep toned organ Lifts heavenward its praise: Refrain “Holy, holy!” Angel voices sing it; “Holy, holy!” Cloudy pinions wing it; “Holy, holy!” Gleaming towers ring it; “Holy, holy, is the Lord most high.” So God reveals at sunset The grandeur of His throne, The deeper, fuller glory Reserved to be our own; And in that hour’s unfolding Forgot are fear and pain In love’s abounding solace, In heaven’s great refrain: Refrain Then come, blest hour of sunset, Along the golden way, And thrill us with the splendors That fill life’s perfect day. God is the end of living, He satisfies the soul, And they who seek His glory Will find in Him their goal. Refrain

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Isaiah 10:3

• [Isa 10:3] Lord, To Thee Alone We Turn

  Lord, to Thee alone we turn, To Thy cross for safety fly; There, as penitents, to learn How to live and how to die. Sinful on our knees we fall; Hear us, as for help we plead; Hear us when on Thee we call; Aid us in our time of need. In the midst of sin and strife, In the depths of mortal woe, Teach us, Lord, to live a life Meet for sojourners below. Though the road be oft times dark, Though the feet in weakness stray, Lead us, Savior as the ark Led Thy chosen on their way. Weak and weary and alone When the vale of death we tread, Then be all Thy mercy shown, Then be all Thy love displayed; Guard us in that darksome hour, Lead us to the land of rest, Where, secure from Satan’s power, We may lie upon Thy breast.

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Isaiah 14:3

• [Isa 14:3] Out Of Bondage

  Arise, come ye forth, and forever break the chain, That long had oppressed you with sorrow and pain; Arise, come ye forth, hear the blessèd Lord’s command, And He Himself will guide you with a strong, strong hand. Refrain Come forth, come forth, and shout the jubilee, Come forth, come forth, the Lord will make you free; Come forth from your bonds, hear the blessèd Lord’s command, And He Himself will guide you with a strong, strong hand. Arise, come ye forth; will ye spend your life for naught, When Jesus Who loves you a ransom has bought? The price of His blood, O receive it while you may; Behold the promised time is now; O come away. Refrain Arise, come ye forth, and be slaves to sin no more, How oft your Deliv’rer has called you before; Come forth from your bonds, and your liberty receive, Your willing hearts to Jesus give; repent, believe. Refrain

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• [Isa 14:3] With Weary Feet And Saddened Heart

  With weary feet and saddened heart, From toil and care we flee, And come, O dearest Lord, apart, To rest awhile with Thee. The courts of Heav’n were lost to view, The world had come between; But here the veil is rent in two; We see the things unseen. Our sins, in Thy pure light descried, Stand out in dread array; But here in love’s absolving tide Their guilt is washed away. With strife of tongues distraught and worn Our troublous way we trod; But cast ourselves, this holy morn, Into the peace of God. And oh! what depth of joy, as thus We bend the trembling knee, To know that Thou art one with us, And we are one with Thee.

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Isaiah 26:8

• [Isa 26:8] Jesu, Joy Of Man’s Desiring

  Jesu, joy of man’s desiring, Holy wisdom, love most bright; Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring Soar to uncreated light. Word of God, our flesh that fashioned, With the fire of life impassioned, Striving still to truth unknown, Soaring, dying round Thy throne. Through the way where hope is guiding, Hark, what peaceful music rings; Where the flock, in Thee confiding, Drink of joy from deathless springs. Theirs is beauty’s fairest pleasure; Theirs is wisdom’s holiest treasure. Thou dost ever lead Thine own In the love of joys unknown.

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• [Isa 26:8] We Are Watching

  We are watching, we are waiting, For the bright prophetic day; When the shadows, weary shadows From the world shall roll away. Refrain We are waiting for the morning, When the beauteous day is dawning; We are waiting for the morning, For the golden spires of day. Lo! He comes! see the King draw near; Zion, shout! the Lord is here. We are watching, we are waiting, For the star that brings the day; When the night of sin shall vanish, And the shadows melt away. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For the beauteous King of day; For the Chiefest of ten thousand, For the Light, the Truth, the Way. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For the time so long foretold, When with saved ones of all ages, We shall walk the streets of gold. Refrain We are watching, we are waiting, For an earth made free from strife, Then the power of Satan ended, We shall have eternal life. Refrain

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Isaiah 27:12-13

• [Isa 27:12] A Few More Marchings Weary

  A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! A few more storm clouds dreary, then we’ll gather home! A few more days the cross to bear, And then with Christ a crown to wear; A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain O’er time’s rapid river, soon we’ll rest forever; No more marchings weary when we gather home! A few more nights of weeping, then we’ll gather home! A few more watches keeping, then we’ll gather home! A few more vict’ries over sin, A few more sheaves to gather in, A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain A few more sweet links broken, then we’ll gather home! A few more kind words spoken, then we’ll gather home! A few more partings on the strand, And then away to Canaan’s land: A few more marchings weary, then we’ll gather home! Refrain

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• [Isa 27:12] Garnered Sheaves

  At the feet of the Blessèd Master We would lay our garnered sheaves; When we come, and all empty handed, Surely sore the Master grieves! Refrain Garnered sheaves from the fields so white to harvest! Garnered sheaves richly yields life’s golden harvest! At the feet of the Blessèd Master We would lay our garnered sheaves. While the fields then are white with harvest, And the laborers are few, Let us strive well to fill the garner, And be reapers staunch and true. Refrain O the joy of successful labor! O the joy of work well done! O the joy of the Master’s praises To the soul whose crown is won! Refrain

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Isaiah 35:10

• [Isa 35:10] Bury Thy Sorrow

  Go bury thy sorrow, the world hath its share; Go bury it deeply, go hide it with care. Go think of it calmly, when curtained by night; Go tell it to Jesus, and all will be right. Go tell it to Jesus, He knoweth thy grief; Go tell it to Jesus, He’ll send thee relief; Go gather the sunshine He sheds on the way: He’ll lighten thy burden—Go, weary one, pray. Hearts growing aweary with heavier woe Now droop ’mid the darkness—Go, comfort them, go! Go bury thy sorrow, let others be blessed; Go give them the sunshine, tell Jesus the rest.

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• [Isa 35:10] Join, All Ye Ransomed Sons Of Grace

  Join, all ye ransomed sons of grace, The holy joy prolong, And shout to the Redeemer’s praise A solemn midnight song. Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might, Be to our Jesus giv’n, Who turns our darkness into light Who turns our hell to Heav’n. Thither our faithful souls He leads, Thither He bids us rise, With crowns of joy upon our heads, To meet Him in the skies.
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• [Isa 35:10] Joy And Triumph Everlasting

  Joy and triumph everlasting Hath the heav’nly Church on high; For that pure immortal gladness All our feast days mourn and sigh: Yet in death’s dark desert wild Doth the mother aid her child; Guards celestial thence attend us, Stand in combat to defend us. Here the world’s perpetual warfare Holds from Heav’n the soul apart; Legioned foes in shadowy terror Vex the Sabbath of the heart. O how happy that estate Where delight doth not abate! For that home the spirit yearneth, Where none languisheth nor mourneth. There the body hath no torment, There the mind is free from care, There is every voice rejoicing, Every heart is loving there. Angels in that city dwell; Them their King delighteth well: Still they joy and weary never, More and more desiring ever. There the seers and fathers holy, There the prophets glorified, All their doubts and darkness ended, In the Light of Light abide. There the saints, whose memories old We in faithful hymns uphold, Have forgot their bitter story In the joy of Jesus’ glory.

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• [Isa 35:10] O! Say, But I’m Glad

  There is a song in my heart today, Something I never had; Jesus has taken my sins away, O! say, but I’m glad. Refrain O! say, but I’m glad, I’m glad, O! say, but I’m glad, Jesus has come and my cup’s overrun; O! say, but I’m glad. Wonderful, marvelous love He brings, Into a heart that’s sad; Through darkest tunnels the soul just sings, O! say, but I’m glad. Refrain We have a fellowship rich and sweet, Tongues can never relate; Abiding in Him: the soul’s Retreat, O! but say, I’m glad. Refrain Won’t you come to Him with all your care, Weary and worn and sad? You, too, will sing as His love you share, O! say, but I’m glad. Refrain

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• [Isa 35:10] O Songs Of The Beautiful

  O songs of the beautiful, songs of the blest, That breathe o’er the spirit the calmness of rest; We list to their music, we echo the praise Of Christ, our Redeemer, the Ancient of Days. Refrain Songs of the beautiful, Songs of the beautiful, Songs of the beautiful, Songs of the blest. O songs of the beautiful, songs that we hear When clouds o’er our pathway are heavy and drear; They tell of a city no mortal hath trod, A city whose builder and maker is God. Refrain O songs of the beautiful, songs that we love, That come from the homeland of Eden above; We rise with their cadence, we join in their strain, All harps that were silent are joyful again. Refrain O songs of the beautiful, songs we may sing In yonder bright palace where dwelleth our King; Thro’ ages eternal their chorus shall roll, “All glory to Jesus,” the Light of the soul. Refrain

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• [Isa 35:10] Trumpet Of God, Sound High

  Trumpet of God, sound high, Till the hearts of the heathen shake, And the souls that in slumber lie At the voice of the Lord awake. Till the fencèd cities fall At the blast of the Gospel call, Trumpet of God, sound high! Hosts of the Lord, go forth: Go, strong in the power of His rest, Till the south be at one with the north, And peace upon east and west; Till the far-off lands shall thrill With the gladness of God’s “Goodwill,” Hosts of the Lord, go forth. Come, as of old, like fire; O force of the Lord, descend, Till with love of the world’s Desire Earth burn to its utmost end; Till the ransomed people sing To the glory of Christ the King, Come, as of old, like fire.

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• [Isa 35:10] Wake The Song

  Wake the song of joy and gladness; Hither bring your noblest lays; Banish every thought of sadness, Pouring forth your highest praise. Sing to Him Whose care has brought us Once again with friends to meet, And Whose loving voice has taught us, Of the way to Jesus’ feet. Refrain Wake the song, wake the song, The song of joy and gladness, Wake the song, wake the song, The song of Jubilee. Joyfully with songs and banners, We will greet the festal day; Shout aloud our glad hosannas, And our grateful homage pay. We will chant our Savior’s glory While our thoughts we raise above, Telling still “the old old story,” Precious theme—redeeming love! Refrain Thanks to Thee, O holy Father, For the mercies of the year; May each heart, as here we gather, Swell with gratitude sincere. Thanks to Thee, O loving Savior, For redemption through Thy blood. Breathe upon us, Holy Spirit, Sweetly draw us near to God. Refrain

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Isaiah 40:6

• [Isa 40:6] Here, Lord, We Offer Thee

  Here, Lord, we offer Thee all that is fairest, Bloom from the garden, and flowers from the field; Gifts for the stricken ones, knowing Thou carest More for the love than the wealth that we yield. Send, Lord, by these to the sick and the dying, Speak to their hearts with a message of peace; Comfort the sad, who in weakness are lying, Grant the departing a gentle release. Raise, Lord, to health those again who have sickened, Fair be their lives as the roses in bloom; Give of Thy grace to the souls Thou hast quickened, Gladness for sorrow, and brightness for gloom. We, Lord, like flowers, must bloom and must wither; We, like these blooms, must fade and must die; Gather us, Lord, to Thy bosom forever, Grant us a place in Thy house in the sky.

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• [Isa 40:6] Voice Says Cry!, The

  The voice says, “Cry!” What shall we cry? “All flesh is grass, and like the flower Its glories droop, its pleasures die, Its joys but last one fleeting hour.” The voice says, “Cry!” O piteous cry! And are there none to help and save? Have all that live beneath the sky No other prospect but a grave? The voice says, “Cry!” Yet glorious cry! The Word of God can never fall, And tells how Jesus, throned on high, Holds out eternal life to all. The voice says, “Cry!” Who needs the cry? O brother men! who needs it not? By countless millions, far and nigh, ’Tis still unheard, despised, forgot. The voice says, “Cry!” What stops the cry? Our greed of wealth, our love of ease, Our lack of earnest will to try Mankind to save, and God to please. The voice says, “Cry!” O let us cry! Though standing on death’s awful brink, Men feast, they jest, they sell, they buy, And cannot see, and will not think. The voice says, “Cry!” Lord, we would cry But of Thy goodness teach us how; For fast the hours of mercy fly, And, if we cry, it must be now!

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Isaiah 42:4

• [Isa 42:4] Wake, Isles Of The South!

  Wake, isles of the South! Your redemption is near, No longer repose in the borders of gloom; The strength of His chosen in love shall appear, And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb, And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb. The billows that girt you, the wild waves that roar, The zephyrs that play where the ocean storms cease, Shall bear the rich freight to your desolate shore, Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace, Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace. On the islands that sit in the regions of night, The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey, The morning will open with healing and light, The glad star of Bethlehem brighten today, The glad star of Bethlehem brighten today. The heathen will hasten to welcome the time, The dayspring, the prophet in vision once saw, When the beams of Messiah will ’lumine each clime, And the isles of the ocean will wait for His law, And the isles of the ocean will wait for His law.

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Isaiah 42:6

• [Isa 42:6] Thy Hand Upholdeth Me

  I know Thy hand upholdeth me, My Savior and my God; And step by step I’ll follow Thee Where’er Thy feet have trod. Refrain I know in whom I have believed, And, knowing, I am blest; Thou art the Anchor of my soul— In Thee my hope shall rest. I know Thy hand upholdeth me, When doubt and danger near Would tempt me from the narrow way, Or fill my heart with fear. Refrain I know Thy hand upholdeth me, And will in safety keep My trusting heart, though I may pass Through waters dark and deep. Refrain I know Thy hand upholdeth me, And will my soul defend; Sufficient is Thy grace, O Lord, To keep me to the end. Refrain

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Isaiah 60:1-2

• [Isa 60:1] All Ye Gentile Lands Awake!

  All ye Gentile lands awake! Thou, O Salem, rise and shine! See the day-spring o’er you break, Heralding a morn divine, Telling, God hath called to mind Those who long in darkness pined. Lo! the shadows flee away, For our Light is come at length, Brighter than all earthly day, Source of being, life and strength! Whoso on this Light would gaze Must forsake all evil ways. Ah how blindly did we stray Ere shone forth this glorious Sun, Seeking each his separate way, Leaving Heaven, unsought, unwon; All our looks were earthward bent, All our strength on earth was spent. Earthly were our thoughts and low, In the toils of folly caught, Tossed of Satan to and fro, Counting goodness all for naught; By the world and flesh deceived, Heaven’s true joys we disbelieved. Then were hidden from our eyes All the law and grace of God; Rich and poor, the fools and wise, Wanting light to find the road Leading to the heavenly life, Wandered lost in care and strife. But the glory of the Lord Hath arisen on us today; We have seen the light outpoured That must surely drive away All things that to night belong, All the sad earth’s woe and wrong. Thy arising, Lord, shall fill All my thoughts in sorrow’s hour; Thy arising, Lord, shall still All my dread of death’s dark power; Through my smiles and through my tears Still Thy light, O Lord, appears. Let me, Lord in peace depart From this evil world to Thee; Where Thyself sole Brightness art, Thou hast kept a place for me: In the shining city there Crowns of light Thy saints shall wear.

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• [Isa 60:1] Behold, The Joyful Day Is Nigh

  Behold, the joyful day is nigh, And angels’ voices from on high Proclaim the news in early morn That the Good Shepherd now is born. In quiet splendor forth He comes, The scattered sheep and tender lambs To gather, and their fold prepare With all a shepherd’s tender care. The gentle Shepherd we behold Who, not with silver and with gold, But by His suffering and His death Will save us from eternal wrath. His Church, though small its seed may be, Shall grow into a mighty tree. With fruitful branches spreading o’er The earth till time shall be no more. Arise and shine, thy Light is come, O humankind, O Christendom; Thy glory and thy peace is here; The Savior of the world draws near. All praise and glory be to Thee; For wisdom, power, and majesty; And for Thy grace, and mercy, Lord, Forever be Thy Name adored.

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• [Isa 60:1] Lift Up, Lift Up Your Voice

  Lift up, lift up thy voice with singing, Dear land, with strength lift up thy voice! The kingdoms of the earth are bringing Their treasures to thy gates—Rejoice! Refrain Arise and shine in youth immortal, Thy Light is come, thy King appears! Beyond the century’s swinging portal, Breaks a new dawn—the thousand years. And shall His flock with strife be riven? Shall envious lines His church divide, When He, the Lord of earth and Heaven, Stands at the door to claim His bride? Refrain Lift up thy gates! Bring forth oblations! One crowned with crowns a message brings: His Word, a sword to smite the nations; His Name—The Christ, the King of kings. Refrain He comes! Let all the earth adore Him; The path His human nature trod Spreads to a royal realm before Him, The Life of life, The Word of God! Refrain

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• [Isa 60:1] Rise, Glorious Conqueror

  Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise, Into Thy native skies; Assume Thy right; And where in many a fold The clouds are backward rolled Pass through those gates of gold, And reign in light! Victor o’er death and hell! Cherubic legions swell! Thy radiant train; Praises all heaven inspire; Each angel sweeps his lyre. And waves his wings of fire— Thou Lamb once slain! Enter, incarnate God! No feet but Thine have trod The serpent down: Blow the full trumpets blow! Wider your portals throw! Savior triumphant, go And take Thy crown! Lion of Judah! Hail! And let Thy Name prevail From age to age; Lord of the rolling years, Claim for Thine own the spheres, For Thou hast bought with tears Thy heritage! And then was heard afar Star answering to star— “Lo! these have come Followers of Him Who gave His life their lives to save; And now their palms they wave, Brought safely home.”

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• [Isa 60:2] Arise, O God, And Shine

  Arise, O God, and shine In all Thy saving might, And prosper each design To spread Thy glorious light; Let healing streams of mercy flow That all the earth Thy truth may know. Bring distant nations near To sing Thy glorious praise; Let every people hear And learn Thy holy ways. Reign, mighty God, assert Thy cause And govern by Thy righteous laws. Put forth Thy glorious power That Gentiles all may see And earth present her store In converts born to Thee. God, our own God, His Church will bless And fill the world with righteousness. To God, the only Wise, The one immortal King, Let hallelujahs rise From every living thing; Let all that breathe, on every coast Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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Isaiah 60:21-22

• [Isa 60:22] God Of The Nations, Who Hast Led

  God of the nations, who hast led Thy children since the world began, Through doubt and struggle, pain and tears, Unfolding Thy eternal plan; From countless hilltops as of old The fire upon the altar flares; Through countless rites, in countless tongues, Men offer their imperfect prayers; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in Thy reign of truth and peace. O Jesus Christ, incarnate Son, Who bore our flesh that men might see The vision of the perfect life Fashioned in their humanity; By all Thy words of heavenly truth, By all Thy deeds of mercy wrought, By all the passion of Thy cross, By the redemption Thou hast brought; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in Thy reign of truth and peace. O Holy Spirit, who dost touch The prophets with Thy sacred fire Eternal wisdom to whose light All seekers after truth aspire; Behold the warring sons of men, The helpless by the strong oppressed, The truth with error still concealed, The evil grudgingly confessed; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in Thy reign of truth and peace. O God triune, Thy Church today In penitence before Thee kneels Mourning her years of slothful ease, Her deafness to the world’s appeals; Divided where she should be one, Enamored of a lesser strife, Tithing the mint and cumin while Men perish for the Bread of Life; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in Thy reign of truth and peace. Restore to us the vision, Lord, Descend with fires of Pentecost; Our tongues unloose, our hearts inflame, To preach the Gospel to the lost: Here at Thy feet our prayer is made, Here life and wealth we dedicate; Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, Lord, Thy anointing we await; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in Thy reign of truth and peace.

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• [Isa 60:22] Hasten, Lord, The Glorious Time

  Hasten, Lord, the glorious time When, beneath Messiah’s sway, Every nation, every clime, Shall the Gospel call obey. Mightiest kings His power shall own, Heathen tribes His Name adore; Satan and his host o’erthrown, Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. As when soft and gentle showers Fall upon the thirsty plain, Springing grass and blooming flowers, Clothe the wilderness again; So Thy Spirit shall descend, Softening every stony heart, And its sweetest influence lend, All that’s lovely to impart. Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain, Righteousness and joy and peace, Undisturbed shall ever reign. Bless we, then, our gracious Lord, Ever praise His glorious Name; All His mighty acts record; All His wondrous love proclaim. Time shall sun and moon obscure, Seas be dried, and rocks be riv’n. But His reign shall still endure, Endless as the days of Heav’n.

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• [Isa 60:22] Hasten, Lord, Thy Coming

  We are waiting, blessèd Jesus, Watching, waiting, still for Thee; Thou hast told us Thou art coming, We are waiting patiently. Refrain Hasten Thou, dear Lord, Thy coming, We hosannas then shall sing, Shouting “Glory! Hallelujah! Crown Immanuel, the King!” Lamps all trimmed and brightly burning, Ready we would always be; For the cry, “The Bridegroom cometh!” We are waiting eagerly. Refrain Occupying, till Thou comest; Thus Thy Word we would obey; Then, O Lord, Thou wilt reward us, On that bright and gladsome day. Refrain Now in Heaven, Thou dost tarry, Our high priest within the veil, While we wait for Thine appearing, Knowing well Thou wilt not fail. Refrain

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• [Isa 60:22] O North With All Thy Vales Of Green

  O North, with all thy vales of green, O South, with all thy palms! From peopled towns and vales between, Uplift the voice of psalms; Raise, ancient East, the anthem high, And let the youthful West reply. Lo, in the clouds of Heav’n appears God’s well belovèd Son He brings a train of brighter years; His kingdom is begun. He comes, a guilty world to bless With mercy, truth, and righteousness. O Father, haste the promised hour, When at His feet shall lie All rule, authority, and power, Beneath the ample sky; When He shall reign from pole to pole, The Lord of every human soul. When all shall heed the words He said Amid their daily cares And by the loving life He led Shall seek to pattern theirs; And He who conquered death shall win The mightier conquest over sin.

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Isaiah 62:6

• [Isa 62:6] Let Zion’s Watchmen All Awake

  Let Zion’s watchmen all awake And take th’alarm they give; Now let them, from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive. ’Tis not a cause of small import The pastor’s care demands; But what might fill an angel’s heart And filled a Savior’s hands. They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heav’nly bliss forego; Those that have tasted His rich grace, And seek His will to know. All to the great tribunal haste Th’account to render there; And shouldst Thou strictly mark our faults Lord, where should we appear? May that same Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer be; And watch Thou daily o’er their souls, That they may watch for Thee.

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• [Isa 62:6] Round The Sacred City Gather

  Round the Sacred City gather Egypt, Edom, Babylon; All the warring hosts of error, Sworn against her, move as one: Vain the leaguer! her foundations Are upon the holy hills, And the love of the Eternal All her stately temple fills. Get thee, watchman, to the rampart! Gird thee, warrior, with thy sword! Be ye strong as ye remember That amidst you is the Lord: Like the night mists from the valley, These shall vanish one by one, Egypt’s malice, Edom’s envy, And the hate of Babylon. But be true, ye sons and daughters, Lest the peril be within: Watch to prayer, lest, while ye slumber, Stealthy foemen enter in: Safe the mother and the children, In their will and love be strong, While their loyal hearts go singing Prayer and praise for battle song. Church of God! if we forget thee Let His blessings fail our hand, When our love shall not prefer thee Let His love forget our land— Nay! to thee shall we be steadfast, Though the world’s foundations shake, Love of thee is love for ever, Love of thee for Jesus’ sake. Church of Christ! upon thy banner, Lo, His passion’s awful sign; By that seal of His redemption Thou art His, and He is thine: From the depth of His atonement Flows thy sacramental tide: From the height of His ascension Flows the grace which is thy guide. God the Spirit dwells within thee, His society divine, His the living Word thou keepest, His thy apostolic line. Ancient prayer and song liturgic, Creeds that change not to the end, As His gift we have received them, As His charge we will defend. Alleluia, alleluia, To the Father, Spirit, Son, In Whose will the Church at warfare With the Church at rest is one; So to Thee we sing in union, God in earth and Heav’n adored, Alleluia, alleluia, Holy, holy, holy Lord.

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Isaiah 64:8-9

• [Isa 64:8] Great Master, Touch Us

  In the still air the music lies unheard; In the rough marble beauty hides unseen. To make the music and the beauty needs The Master’s touch, the Sculptor’s chisel keen. Great Master, touch us with Thy skillful hands; Let not the music that is in us die; Great Sculptor, hew and polish us, nor let Hidden and lost, Thy form within us lie. Spare not the stroke; do with us what Thou wilt; Let there be naught unfinished, broken, marred; Complete Thy purpose that we may become Thy perfect image—Thou our God and Lord.

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• [Isa 64:8] Have Thine Own Way, Lord

  Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, While I am waiting, yielded and still. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Search me and try me, Master, today! Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now, As in Thy presence humbly I bow. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Wounded and weary, help me, I pray! Power, all power, surely is Thine! Touch me and heal me, Savior divine. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Hold o’er my being absolute sway! Fill with Thy Spirit ’till all shall see Christ only, always, living in me.

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Isaiah 66:1

• [Isa 66:1] Alleluia! Sing To Jesus!

  Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, His the throne. Alleluia! His the triumph, His the victory alone. Hark! the songs of peaceful Zion thunder like a mighty flood. Jesus out of every nation has redeemed us by His blood. Alleluia! not as orphans are we left in sorrow now; Alleluia! He is near us, faith believes, nor questions how; Though the cloud from sight received Him when the forty days were o’er Shall our hearts forget His promise, “I am with you evermore”? Alleluia! bread of angels, Thou on earth our food, our stay; Alleluia! here the sinful flee to Thee from day to day: Intercessor, Friend of sinners, Earth’s Redeemer, plead for me, Where the songs of all the sinless sweep across the crystal sea. Alleluia! King eternal, Thee the Lord of lords we own; Alleluia! born of Mary, Earth Thy footstool, Heav’n Thy throne: Thou within the veil hast entered, robed in flesh our great High Priest; Thou on earth both priest and victim in the Eucharistic feast.

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