Psalms 5:11
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[Psa 5:11] Be Joyful In God
Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth,
O serve Him with gladness and fear!
Exult in His presence with music and mirth,
With love and devotion draw near,
With love and devotion draw near.Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone,
Creator and Ruler o’er all;
And we are His people, His scepter we own,
His sheep, and we follow His call,
His sheep, and we follow His call.O enter His gates with thanksgiving and song!
Your vows in His temple proclaim;
His praise with melodious accordance prolong,
And bless His adorable Name,
And bless His adorable Name.For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good,
And we are the work of His hand;
His mercy and truth from eternity stood,
And shall to eternity stand,
And shall to eternity stand.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 5:11] Come Ye That Love The Savior’s Name
Come, ye that love the Savior’s Name,
And joy to make it known,
The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim,
And bow before His throne.Behold your Lord, your Master, crowned
With glories all divine;
And tell the wondering nations round
How bright those glories shine.When, in His earthly courts, we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise:
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 5:11] Jesus, I Love Thy Charming Name
Jesus, I love Thy charming Name,
’Tis music to mine ear;
Fain would I sound it out so loud
That earth and Heaven should hear.Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My Transport and my Trust;
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys,
And gold is sordid dust.All my capacious powers can wish
In Thee doth richly meet;
Not to mine eyes is light so dear,
Nor friendship half so sweet.Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
And sheds its fragrance there;
The noblest balm of all its wounds,
The cordial of its care.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 5:11] Jesus, Thy Name I Love
Jesus, Thy Name I love
All other names above,
Jesus, my Lord:
O Thou art all to me;
Nothing to please I see,
Nothing apart from Thee,
Jesus, my Lord.Thou, blessèd Son of God,
Hast bought me with Thy blood,
Jesus, my Lord:
O how great is Thy love,
All other loves above,
Love that I daily prove,
Jesus, my Lord.When unto Thee I flee,
Thou wilt my Refuge be,
Jesus, my Lord:
What need I now to fear,
What earthly grief or care,
Since Thou art ever near?
Jesus, my Lord.Soon Thou wilt come again;
I shall be happy then,
Jesus my Lord:
Then Thine own face I’ll see,
Then I shall like Thee be,
Then ever more with Thee,
Jesus, my Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 5:11] O For A Shout Of Joy
O for a shout of joy, loud as the theme we sing!
To this divine employ your hearts and voices bring;
Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad,
The love, th’eternal love of God;
The love, th’eternal love of God.Unnumbered myriads stand, of seraphs bright and fair,
Or bow at His right hand, and pay their homage there;
But strive in vain, with loudest chord,
To sound the wondrous love of God;
To sound the wondrous love of God.Yet sinners saved by grace, in songs of lower key,
In every age and place, have sung the mystery;
Have told, in strains of sweet accord,
The love, the sovereign love of God;
The love, the sovereign love of God.Though earth and hell assail, and doubts and fears arise,
The weakest shall prevail, and grasp the heavenly prize,
And through an endless age record
The love, th’unchanging love of God;
The love, th’unchanging love of God.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 5:11] O Let The Heart Beat High With Bliss
O let the heart beat high with bliss,
Yea, let it triumph at the sound
Of Jesu’s Name, so sweet it is,
For every joy therein is found.The Name that comforteth in woe,
The Name of Jesus healing sin,
The Name that curbs the powers below
And drives away the death within:The Name that soundeth ever sweet
In speech or verse or holy song,
And bids us run with willing feet
Consoled, and comforted, and strong.Then let the Name of Jesus ring
With lofty praise in every place;
Let heart and voice together sing—
That Name shall every ill efface.Ah! Jesu, health of sinful men,
Give ear unto our loving prayer;
Guide Thou our wandering feet again,
And hold our doings in Thy care.Lord, may Thy Name supply our needs,
And keep us from all danger free,
And make us perfect in good deeds,
That we may lose our sins by Thee.To Thee, O Christ, all glory be
Who shinest with this holy Name;
We worship Thy divinity,
Jesu, Thou Lord of gentle fame.O Jesu, of a virgin born,
Immortal honor be to Thee;
Praise to the Father infinite,
And Holy Ghost eternally.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 20:5
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[Psa 20:5] Carry The Standard Bravely
Carry the standard bravely
Into the world’s great field;
Never desert our army,
Never give up our shield.Refrain
Onward, onward, onward!
Cheerily, cheerily sing;
O carry the standard bravely
For Christ, the Lord, our King;
O carry the standard bravely
For Christ, the Lord, our King.Carry the standard firmly,
Bear it where’er we go;
Wave it in youth’s bright morning,
Love for the Lord to show.Refrain
Carry the standard nobly,
Asking for aid divine;
Praying for light and wisdom
Over the path to shine.Refrain
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[Psa 20:5] Royal Banners Forward Go, The
The royal banners forward go,
The cross shines forth in mystic glow;
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made,
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid.Where deep for us the spear was dyed,
Life’s torrent rushing from His side,
To wash us in that precious flood,
Where mingled water flowed, and blood.Fulfilled is all that David told
In true prophetic song of old,
Amidst the nations, God, saith he,
Hath reigned and triumphed from the tree.O tree of beauty, tree of light!
O tree with royal purple dight!
Elect on whose triumphal breast
Those holy limbs should find their rest.Blest tree, whose chosen branches bore
The wealth that did the world restore,
The price of humankind to pay,
And spoil the spoiler of his prey.Upon its arms, like balance true,
He weighed the price for sinners due,
The price which none but He could pay,
And spoiled the spoiler of his prey.O cross, our one reliance, hail!
Still may thy power with us avail
To give new virtue to the saint,
And pardon to the penitent.To Thee, eternal Three in One,
Let homage meet by all be done:
As by the cross Thou dost restore,
So rule and guide us evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 33:1
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[Psa 33:1] Rejoice, Ye Righteous, In The Lord
Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord,
This work belongs to you:
Sing of His Name, His ways, His Word,
How holy, just and true!His mercy and His righteousness
Let Heav’n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal His wondrous Name.His wisdom and almighty Word
The heav’nly arches spread,
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.Ye tenants of the spacious earth
With fear before Him stand;
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on His command.He scorns the angry nations’ rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands through every age,
And in full glory shines.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 33:1] Ye Holy Souls, In God Rejoice
Ye holy souls, in God rejoice,
Your Maker’s praise becomes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new:
Sing of His Name, His Word, His ways,
His works of nature and of race,
How wise and holy, just and true!Justice and truth He ever loves,
And the whole earth His goodness proves,
His Word the heav’nly arches spread:
How wide they shine from north to south!
And by the spirit of His mouth
Were all the starry armies made.He gathers the wide-flowing seas,
Those watery treasures know their place
In the vast storehouse of the deep:
He spake, and gave all nature birth;
And fires, and seas, and Heav’n, and earth;
His everlasting orders keep.Let mortals tremble and adore
A God of such resistless power,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands;
But His eternal counsel stands,
And rules the world from age to age.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 33:1] Ye Righteous, In The Lord Rejoice
Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice;
’Tis comely that with joyful voice
God’s saints His Name should praise.
With harp and hymn of gladness sing,
Your gift of sweetest music bring,
To Him a new song raise.For upright is Jehovah’s Word,
And all the doings of the Lord
In justice have their birth.
In judgment and in deeds of right
The Lord forever takes delight,
His goodness fills the earth.Jehovah speaks, the heav’ns appear;
He breathes, and lo, each shining sphere
In splendor stands arrayed.
He rolls the water heap on heap,
He stores away the mighty deep
In garners for it made.Let all the earth Jehovah fear,
Let all that dwell both far and near
In awe before Him stand;
For lo, He spoke and it was done,
And all, with sovereign power begun,
Stood fast at His command.He makes the nations’ counsels vain,
The plans the peoples would maintain
Are thwarted by His hand.
Jehovah’s counsels stand secure,
His purposes of heart endure,
Forevermore they stand.O truly is the nation blest
Whose God, before the world confessed,
Jehovah is alone;
And blest the people is whom He
Has made His heritage to be,
And chosen for His own.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 47:1
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[Psa 47:1] All Nations, Clap Your Hands
All nations, clap your hands,
Let shouts of triumph ring,
For mighty over all the lands
The Lord Most High is King.Above our mighty foes
He gave us power to stand,
And as our heritage He chose
The goodly promised land.With shouts ascends our King,
With trumpet’s stirring call;
Praise God, praise God, His praises sing,
For God is Lord of all.O sing in joyful strains,
And make His glory known;
God over all the nations reigns,
And holy is His throne.Our fathers’ God to own
The kings of earth draw nigh,
For none can save but God alone,
He is the Lord Most High.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Clap Your Hands, Ye People All
Clap your hands, ye people all,
Praise the God on Whom ye call;
Lift your voice, and shout His praise,
Triumph in His sovereign grace!Glorious is the Lord most High,
Terrible in majesty;
He His sovereign sway maintains,
King o’er all the earth He reigns.Jesus is gone up on high,
Takes His seat above the sky:
Shout the angel-choirs aloud,
Echoing to the trump of God.Sons of earth, the triumph join,
Praise Him with the host divine;
Emulate the heavenly powers,
Their victorious Lord is ours.Shout the God enthroned above,
Trumpet forth His conquering love;
Praises to our Jesus sing,
Praises to our glorious King!Power is all to Jesus given,
Power o’er hell, and earth, and Heav’n!
Power He now to us imparts;
Praise Him with believing hearts.Wonderful in saving power,
Him let all our hearts adore;
Earth and Heav’n repeat the cry,
“Glory be to God most High!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Hark! The Sounds Of Singing
Hark! the sounds of singing
Coming on the breeze,
Notes of triumph winging
Over lands and seas.
Martial hosts assemble,
Flushed with victory,
Hell’s battalions tremble
And prepare to flee.Refrain
Army of salvation!
Army of the Lord!
Christ our Inspiration
Christ our great Reward.Whence have come these legions,
Valiant, free and strong?
Worldwide are the regions
Where they combat wrong.
Gathering ’neath our banner
While the trumpets blend,
Here in fervent manner
Let our praise ascend.Refrain
Plucked as brands from burning,
Saved by Jesus’ might,
Earth’s allurement spurning,
We for Christ will fight.
He Who found and freed us
From our captive chain,
Surely He will lead us
To eternal gain.Refrain
Wondrous, wondrous story
Of our God-made host,
Unto Jesus glory
’Tis in Him we boast.
Out of every nation,
By His might restored,
Army of salvation,
Army of the Lord.Refrain
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[Psa 47:1] O For A Shout Of Sacred Joy
O for a shout of sacred joy
To God the sov’reign King!
Let ev’ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heav’nly guards around
Attend Him rising through the sky,
With trumpets’ joyful sound.While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains;
Let all the earth His honors sing;
O’er all the earth He reigns.Rehearse His praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song,
Nor mock Him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.In Isr’el stood His ancient throne,
He lov’d that chosen race;
But now He calls the world His own,
And heathens taste His grace.The British islands are the Lord’s,
There Abraham’s God is known;
While powers and princes, shields and swords,
Submit before His throne.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Rejoice Ye People, Homage Give
Rejoice, ye people, homage give,
To God with voice of triumph sing;
He ruleth in dread majesty,
The great, the universal King.He putteth nations under us
And maketh us triumphant stand;
He giveth for our heritage
His promised rest, a goodly land.God hath ascended with a shout,
Jehovah with the trumpet’s sound;
Sing praise to God our King, sing praise,
Yes, let His glorious praise abound.Our God is King of all the earth,
With thoughtful heart His praise make known;
O’er all the nations God doth reign,
Exalted on His holy throne.To praise and serve our cov’nant God
The princes of the earth draw nigh;
All kingly pow’rs belong to Him,
He is exalted, God most high.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 47:1] Shout Of Mighty Triumph, A
A shout of mighty triumph
Through nature’s realm is heard,
A shout which calls creation
To hail th’Incarnate Word.
Away with clouds and darkness!
All hail, thrice blessèd morn;
Sing out with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Is this, ye holy shepherds,
The mighty newborn King?
This Child, so sweet and gentle,
Can He such rapture bring?
O yes! He comes, the Savior
Of sinful earth forlorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!The cruel, cruel foeman
This Child shall overthrow;
Full soon, the fierce destroyer,
His Lord’s stern might shall know:
Of all his boasted power
Soon to be roughly shorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!But say, sweet virgin mother,
The Child upon thy breast,
Will He receive young children,
And share with them His rest?
O yes! He will with glory
Both old and young adorn;
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Rejoice then, youths and maidens,
Old men and children, too;
Lift up your cheerful voices,
With bliss and rapture true!
Ring out, ye towers and steeples!
Blow, trumpet, pipe and horn!
Then shout with joy, ye mortals,
For Jesus Christ is born!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 95:1
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[Psa 95:1] Come, Christians, Join To Sing
Come, Christians, join to sing
Alleluia! Amen!
Loud praise to Christ our King;
Alleluia! Amen!
Let all, with heart and voice,
Before His throne rejoice;
Praise is His gracious choice.
Alleluia! Amen!Come, lift your hearts on high,
Alleluia! Amen!
Let praises fill the sky;
Alleluia! Amen!
He is our Guide and Friend;
To us He’ll condescend;
His love shall never end.
Alleluia! Amen!Praise yet our Christ again,
Alleluia! Amen!
Life shall not end the strain;
Alleluia! Amen!
On heaven’s blissful shore,
His goodness we’ll adore,
Singing forevermore,
“Alleluia! Amen!”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] Come, Let Us Tune Our Loftiest Song
Come, let us tune our loftiest song
And raise to Christ our joyful strain;
Worship and thanks to Him belong,
Who reigns and shall forever reign.His sovereign power our bodies made;
Our souls are His immortal breath;
And when His creatures sinned He bled
To save us from eternal death.Burn, every breast with Jesus’ love;
Bound every heart with rapturous joy;
And saints on earth, with saints above,
Your voices in His praise employ.Extol the Lamb with loftiest song;
Prolong for Him your cheerful strain;
Worship and thanks to Him belong,
Who reigns and shall forever reign.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] Come, Sound His Praise Abroad
Come, sound His praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all His own,
And all the solid ground.Come, worship at His throne;
Come, bow before the Lord:
We are His works, and not our own;
He formed us by His Word.Today attend His voice,
Nor dare provoke His rod;
Come, like the people of His choice,
And own your gracious God.But if your ears refuse
The language of His grace,
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,
That unbelieving race;The Lord, in vengeance dressed,
Will lift His hand and swear,
“You that despise my promised rest
Shall have no portion there.”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] Now With Joyful Exultation
Now with joyful exultation
Let us sing Jehovah’s praise,
To the Rock of our salvation
Loud hosannas let us raise;
Thankful tribute gladly bringing,
Let us come before Him now,
And with psalms His praises singing,
Joyful in His presence bow.For how great a God, and glorious,
Is Jehovah Whom we sing;
Over idol gods victorious,
Great is He, our God and King.
In His hand are earth’s deep places,
His the strength of all the hills,
His the sea whose bounds He traces,
His the land His bounty fills.To the Lord, such might revealing,
Let us come with reverence meet,
And, before our Maker kneeling,
Let us worship at His feet.
He is our own God and leads us,
We the people of His care;
With a shepherd’s hand He feeds us
As His flock in pastures fair.While He proffers peace and pardon
Let us hear His voice today,
Lest, if we our hearts should harden,
We should perish in the way;
Lest to us, so unbelieving,
He in judgment shall declare:
Ye, so long My Spirit grieving,
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[Psa 95:1] O Come And Sing To God, The Lord
O come and sing to the God, the Lord,
To Him our voices raise;
Let us in our most joyful songs
The Lord, our Savior, praise.Before His presence let us come
With praise and thankful voice;
Let us sing joyful psalms to Him,
With grateful hearts rejoice.The Lord Our God is King of kings,
Above all gods His throne;
The depths of earth are in His hand,
The mountains are His own.To Him the spacious sea belongs,
He made its waves and tides;
And by His hand the rising land
Was formed and still abides.O come and, bowing down to Him,
Our worship let us bring;
O let us praise the gracious Lord,
Our Maker and our King.O come, let us sing to the Lord,
To Him our voices raise;
With joyful noise let us the Rock
Of our salvation praise.Let us before His presence come
With praise, and thankful voice;
Let us sing psalms to Him with grace,
And make a joyful noise.For God’s a great God, and great King;
Above all gods He is.
The depths of earth are in His hands;
The heights of hills are His.To Him the spacious sea belongs,
For He the same did make;
The dry land also from His hands
Its form at first did take.O come, and let us worship Him;
Let us bow down withal,
And on our knees before the Lord,
Our Maker, let us fall.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] O Come Before The Lord
O come before the Lord, our King,
And in His presence let us sing;
Let us in glad and joyful lays
The Rock of our salvation praise;
Before Him come with thankful song,
In joyful psalms His praise prolong.Almighty power the Lord maintains,
Exalted over all He reigns;
He holds the valleys in His hand,
He makes the mighty mountains stand;
To Him belong both land and sea,
Creator of the world is He.O come and let us worship now,
Before our Maker let us bow;
We are His sheep and He our God,
He feeds our souls in pastures broad;
He safely leads us in the way;
O come and heed His voice today.Take heed and harden not your heart
As did your fathers, nor depart
From God to follow in their ways;
For with complaints instead of praise,
With doubt instead of faith confessed,
They put His mercy to the test.Take heed that ye provoke Him not
As did your fathers, who forgot,
With erring heart, God’s holy ways
And grieved Him all their sinful days;
To whom in wrath Jehovah sware,
“My promised rest they shall not share.”source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] O Come, Loud Anthems Let Us Sing
O come, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.Into His presence let us haste,
To thank Him for His favors past;
To Him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to His Name belongs.The depths of earth are in His hand,
Her secret wealth at His command;
The strength of hills that reach the skies,
Subjected to His empire lies.O let us to His courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
Down on our knees, devoutly all,
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] Praise The Rock Of Our Salvation
Praise the Rock of our salvation!
Praise the mighty God above!
Come before His sacred presence
With a grateful song of love.Refrain
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
He is God, and He alone.
Wake the song of adoration—
Come with joy before His throne!Praise the Rock of our salvation!
Praise the Father’s boundless love!
Praise the Lamb, our expiation!
Praise the Spirit from above!Refrain
Praise the Rock of our salvation!
Jesus’ blood avails for sin;
Jesus, at the door of mercy,
Waits to let the wandr’er in.Refrain
Praise the Rock of our salvation!
Catch from yonder radiant clime
Strains by everlasting ages,
Echoed back in tones sublime.Refrain
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[Psa 95:1] Sing To The Lord Jehovah’s Name
Sing to the Lord Jehovah’s Name,
And in His strength rejoice;
When His salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.With thanks approach His awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord’s a God of endless might,
The whole creation’s King.Let princes hear, and angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
These gods on high and gods below,
When once compared with Him.Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in His spacious hand;
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.Come, and with humble souls adore,
Come, kneel before His face;
O may the creatures of His power
Be children of His grace!Now is the time; He bends His ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest He rouse His wrath and swear,
“Ye shall not see My rest.”Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 95:1] Sing To The Lord, The Rock Of Our Salvation
Sing to the Lord, the Rock of our salvation!
Sing to the Lord a song of joy and praise!
Kneel in His presence, lowly in thanksgiving!
The lofty psalm upraise!The land and sea are His, for He has made them,
The valleys of the earth, its rugged hills;
Corn-land and vineyards and the olive orchards,
All these His mercy fills.And we, His people, sheep of His own pasture,
Lambs of His bosom, whom His hand has fed,
Shall we not hearken to our kindly Shepherd
By Whom our feet are led?Oh, harden not your hearts, like those who wandered
The desert forty years to Jordan’s strand;
Humble and comforted, O chosen people,
Enter the promised land.source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 126:6
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[Psa 126:6] Bringing In The Sheaves
Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness,
Sowing in the noontide and the dewy eve;
Waiting for the harvest, and the time of reaping,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.Refrain
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves,
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves,Sowing in the sunshine, sowing in the shadows,
Fearing neither clouds nor winter’s chilling breeze;
By and by the harvest, and the labor ended,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.Refrain
Going forth with weeping, sowing for the Master,
Though the loss sustained our spirit often grieves;
When our weeping’s over, He will bid us welcome,
We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.Refrain
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[Psa 126:6] Far And Near
Far and near the fields are teeming
With the waves of ripened grain;
Far and near their gold is gleaming
O’er the sunny slope and plain.Refrain
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest time pass by.Send them forth with morn’s first beaming,
Send them in the noontide’s glare;
When the sun’s last rays are gleaming,
Bid them gather everywhere.Refrain
O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heav’nward then at evening wending,
Thou shalt come with joy untold.Refrain
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[Psa 126:6] He That Goeth Forth With Weeping
He that goeth forth with weeping,
Bearing precious seed in love,
Never tiring, never sleeping,
Findeth mercy from above.Soft descend the dews of heaven,
Bright the rays celestial shine;
Precious fruits will thus be given
Through an influence all divine.Sow thy seed; be never weary;
Let no fears thy soul annoy;
Be the prospect ne’er so dreary,
Thou shalt reap the fruits of joy.Lo! the scene of verdure brightening,
See the rising grain appear:
Look again; the fields are whitening,
For the harvest time is near.source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 126:6] Sow In The Morn Thy Seed
Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,
Broadcast it o’er the land.Thou know’st not which may thrive,
The late or early sown;
God keeps His precious seed alive,
When and wherever thrown.And duly shall appear,
In verdure, beauty, strength,
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.Thou canst not toil in vain;
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.Thence, when the glorious end,
The day of God is come,
The angels reapers shall descend,
And Heav’n cry, “Harvest Home.”Play source: Cyberhymnal
