The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
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The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
Disciples of Christ -- Hymns; Hymns, English
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Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us.
Lead us, heavenly Father! lead us
O’er the world’s tempestuous sea;
Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,
For we have no help but thee.
Yet possessing
Every blessing,
If our God our Father be.
2 Saviour! breathe forgiveness o’er us;
All our weakness thou dost know;
Thou didst tread this earth before us,
Thou didst feel its keenest woe.
Lone and dreary,
Faint and weary
Through the desert thou didst go.
3 Spirit of our God descending!
Fill our hearts with heavenly joy;
Love with every passion blending,
Pleasure that can never cloy.
Thus provided,
Pardoned, guided,
Nothing can our peace destroy.
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Faint yet pursuing.
My feet are worn and weary with the march
O’er the rough road and up the steep hill-side;
O city of our God! I fain would see
Thy pastures green, where peaceful waters glide.
2 My hands are worn and weary, toiling on,
Day after day, for perishable meat;
O city of our God! I fain would rest—
I sigh to gain thy glorious mercy-seat.
3 My garments, travel-worn and stained with dust,
Oft rent by briers and thorns that crowd my way,
Would fain be made, O Lord, my righteousness!
Spotless and white in heaven’s unclouded ray.
4 My eyes are weary looking at the sin,
Impiety, and scorn upon the earth;
O city of our God! within thy walls
All—all are clothed again with thy new birth.
5 My heart is weary of its own deep sin—
Sinning, repenting, sinning still again;
When shall my soul thy glorious presence feel,
And find, dear Saviour, it is free from stain?
6 Patience, poor soul! the Saviour’s feet were worn;
The Saviour’s heart and hands were weary too;
His garments stained, and travel-worn, and old;
His vision blinded with a pitying dew.
7 Love thou the path of sorrow that he trod;
Toil on, and wait in patience for thy rest:
O city of our God! we soon shall see
Thy glorious walls—home of the loved and blest.
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The night is far spent, etc.
Rom. 13:12.
Soon and for ever the breaking of day
Shall chase all the night-clouds of sorrow away;
Soon and for ever we’ll see as we’re seen,
And know the deep meaning of things that have been,
Where fightings without and conflicts within
Shall weary no more in the warfare with sin—
Where tears, and where fears, and where death shall be never,
Christians with Christ shall be soon and for ever.
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