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King of glory, King of peace

Author: George Herbert, 1593-1633 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #659 (1997) Meter: 7.4.7.4 D Topics: Sin / Sinner Lyrics: 1 King of glory, King of peace, I will love thee, and, that love may never cease, I will move thee. Thou hast granted my request, thou hast heard me; thou didst note my working breast; thou hast spared me. 2 Wherefore with my utmost art, I will sing thee, and the cream of all my heart I will bring thee. Though my sins against me cried, thou didst clear me, and alone, when they replied, thou didst hear me. 3 Seven whole days, not one in seven, I will praise thee; in my heart, though not in heaven, I can raise thee. Small it is, in this poor sort to enrol thee: e'en eternity's too short to extol thee. Scripture: Psalm 119:164 Languages: English Tune Title: GWALCHMAI
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Amazing grace

Author: John Newton, 1725-1807; William Cowper, 1731-1800 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #670 (1997) Topics: Sin / Sinner First Line: Amazing grace, how sweet the sound Lyrics: 1 Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved; how precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed. 3 Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come: 'tis grace has brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promised good to me; this word my hope secures; God will my shield and portion be, as long as life endures. 5 What thanks I owe you, and what love– a boundless, endless store– shall echo through the realms above when time shall be no more. 6 When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, we've no less days to sing God's praise than when we'd first begun. --- FRENCH - 1 Grâce infinie de notre Dieu qui un jour m’a sauvé. J’étais perdu, errant de lieu en lieux quand il m’a retrouvé. 2 Ma vie fut complètement changée du moment où j'ai cru. Depuis ce jour de tous les dangers, sa grâce m’a secouru. 3 Dans mes épreuves et mes labeurs suffisante est sa grâce. Je peux toujours compter sa faveur à chaque heure qui passe. 4 Quand nous aurons pendant mille ans célébré ses louanges, nous pourrons comme au commencement, lui offrir nos hommages. --- CHINESE - 1 Qí yì ēn diǎn! He dēng gan tián! Wǒ zuì yǐ dé shè miǎn! Qián wǒ shī sàng, jīn bèi xún huí; Xiā yǎn jīn dé kàn jiàn. --- MOHAWK - 1 Ioh ne ra a kwat ra o ten raht ne se wa ah tsia tah kwen wa ka a tsia a tah ton ha tie es kwe ses ha tsia a tah tsen rion. --- CREE - 1 Mamaskach sakihiwewin Kapimachihiwet Pikwataw nikiwaihon Anoch maka niwap --- OJIBWAY - 1 Kiheishawencikewin kaapimaaci' ikoyaan Ninkakippiinkwenaapan hsa Nookom itahsh niwaap Scripture: Psalm 142:5 Languages: Chinese (Mandarin); Cree; English; French; Mohawk; Ojibway Tune Title: NEW BRITAIN
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Jesus, lover of my soul

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #676 (1997) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: Sin / Sinner Lyrics: 1 Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly, while the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high: hide me, O my Saviour, hide, till the storm of life is past, safe into the haven guide; oh receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none; hangs my helpless soul on thee. Leave, ah! leave me not alone; still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed; all my help from thee I bring; cover my defenceless head with the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; more than all in thee I find: raise the fallen, cheer the faint, heal the sick and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness: false and full of sin I am; thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, grace to cover all my sin; let the healing streams abound; make and keep me pure within: thou of life the fountain art, freely let me take of thee; spring thou up within my heart, rise to all eternity. Scripture: Psalm 17:8 Languages: English Tune Title: ABERYSTWYTH
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Come, O thou traveler unknown

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #693 (1997) Topics: Sin / Sinner Lyrics: 1 Come, O thou traveler unknown, whom still I hold, but cannot see! My company before is gone, and I am left alone with thee. With thee all night I mean to stay, and wrestle till the break of day. With thee all night I mean to stay, and wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am, my misery or sin declare; thyself hast called me by my name, look on thy hands and read it there. But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 Yield to me now for I am weak, but confident in self-despair! Speak to my heart, in blessing speak; be conquered by my instant prayer. Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, and tell me if thy name is Love. Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, and tell me if thy name is Love. 4 'Tis Love!'tis Love! thou diedst for me, I hear thy whisper in my heart. The morning breaks, the shadows flee; pure, universal love thou art. To me, to all, thy mercies move; thy nature and thy name is Love. To me, to all, thy mercies move; thy nature and thy name is Love. Scripture: Genesis 32:22-32 Languages: English Tune Title: CANDLER
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What a friend we have in Jesus

Author: Joseph Scriven, 1820-1886 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #746 (1997) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Sin / Sinner Lyrics: 1 What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear; what a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer. Oh what peace we often forfeit, oh what needless pain we bear, all because we do not carry everything to God in prayer. 2 Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged: take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful, who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness: take it to the Lord in prayer. 3 Are we weak and heavy-laden, cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our refuge: take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer; in his arms he'll take and shield thee; thou wilt find a solace there. --- FRENCH - 1 Quel ami fidèle et tendre nous avons en Jésus-Christ, toujours prêt à nous entendre, à répondre à notre cri! Il connaît nos défaillances, nos chutes de chaque jour, sévère en ses exigences, il est riche en son amour. 2 Quel ami fidèle et tendre nous avons en Jésus-Christ, toujours prêt à nous comprendre quand nous sommes en souci! Disons-lui toutes nos craintes, ouvrons-lui tout notre coeur. Bientôt ses paroles saintes nous rendront le vrai bonheur. 3 Quel ami fidèle et tendre nous avons en Jésus-Christ; toujours prêt à nous défendre quand nous presse l’ennemi! Suivons donc l’étroite voie, en comptant sur son secours; bientôt nous aurons la joie de vivre avec lui toujours! Scripture: Hebrews 4:15-16 Languages: English; French Tune Title: WHAT A FRIEND
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At evening, when the sun had set

Author: Henry Twells, 1823-1900 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #824 (1997) Topics: Sin / Sinner Lyrics: 1 At evening, when the sun had set, the sick, O Lord, around you lay: in such distress and pain they met, but with what joy they went away! 2 Once more the evening falls, and we oppressed with many ills, draw near, and though your form we cannot see, we know and feel that you are here. 3 O Saviour Christ, our cares dispel, for some are sick, and some are sad, and some have never loved you well, and some have lost the love they had, 4 and all desire your perfect rest, for none is wholly free from sin, and those who long to serve you best are most aware of wrong within. 5 O Saviour Christ, O Son of Man, you have been troubled, tempted, tried; your kind but searching glance can scan the very wounds that shame would hide. 6 Your touch has still its ancient power; no word from you can fruitless fall: hear us, touch us in this hour, and in your mercy heal us all. Scripture: Matthew 8:16-17 Languages: English Tune Title: ANGELUS

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