• “Fresh Springs” by Frances Havergal

    “Fresh Springs” by Frances Havergal

    Hymnal Page Scan: Rich in Blessing: a grand new collection for Sunday-schools, Christian endeavor, Epworth League, revival, camp and prayer meetings, choirs, and the home circle page 143 | Hymnary.org

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    Voice Note with words to hymn:

    1 Springs of life in desert places,
    Shall thy God unseal for thee;
    Quickening and reviving graces,
    Dew-like, healing, sweet and free.

    Chorus:
    Hear thy Father’s blessed promise!
    Listen, thirsty, weary one!
    “I will pour My Holy Spirit
    On Thy chosen seed, O Son.”

    2 Springs of sweet refreshment flowing,
    When thy work is hard or long;
    Courage, hope, and pow’r bestowing, Lightening labour with a song. [Chorus]

    3 Springs of peace, when conflict heightens, Thine uplifted eye shall see;
    Peace that strengthens, calms, and brightens, Peace, itself a victory. [Chorus]

    4 Springs of comfort, strangely springing, Through the bitter wells of woe;
    Founts of hidden gladness bringing, Joy that earth can ne’er bestow. [Chorus]

  • “O Land of the Blessed” by Emily H. Miller

    “O Land of the Blessed” by Emily H. Miller

    Hymnal Page Scan: The Bright Array 49. O land of the blessed | Hymnary.org

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    Voice Note with words to hymn:

    1 O Land of the blessed! thy shadowless skies
    Sometimes in my dreaming I see;
    I hear the glad songs that the glorified sing,
    Steal over Eternity’s sea;
    Tho’ dark are the shadows that gather between,
    I know that thy morning is fair;
    I catch but a glimpse of thy glory and light,
    And whisper: “Would God I were there!”

    2 O Land of the blessed! Thy hills of delight
    Sometimes to my vision unfold;
    Thy mansions celestial, thy palaces bright,
    Thy bulwarks of jasper and gold;
    Dear voices are chanting thy chorus of praise,
    Their forms in thy sunlight are fair;
    I look from the valley of shadows below,
    And whisper: “Would God I were there!”

    3  Dear home of my Father, thou City of peace,
    No shadow of changing can mar;
    How glad are the souls that have tasted thy joy!
    How blest thine inhabitants are!
    When weary of toiling, I think of the day—
    Who knows if its dawning be near?—
    When He who doth love me shall call me away
    From all that hath burdened me here.

  • “There is a Land” by George Stebbins

    “There is a Land” by George Stebbins

    Hymnal Page Scan: Favorite Sacred Songs: containing Solos, Duetts, Quartettes and Choruses for the Church and Home page 35 | Hymnary.org

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    1 There is a land that lies afar,
    Where grief is all unknown;
    A land where-in the angels sing
    Around the heav’nly throne.

    Refrain:
    O ‘twill be sweet when we shall meet
    Upon that distant shore,
    Where-on the glorious sun ne’er sets,
    But shines for evermore,
    But shines for evermore.

    2 We are but pilgrims on the earth
    And brief our sojourn here:
    But well we know, beyond this vale
    There is a brighter sphere. [Refrain]

    3 There is a realm of boundless love,
    A goal for hearts distrest,
    Where all may find endless years
    A home among the blest. [Refrain]

  • “Times of Refreshing” by Rev. W. B. Williams

    “Times of Refreshing” by Rev. W. B. Williams

    Hymnal Page Scan: Hymns for His Praise: No. 2 93. The times of great refreshing | Hymnary.org

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    1 The times of great refreshing, O grant us, Lord, again;
    The vineyard needs the blessing of gracious, growing rain;
    O give us now the shower that shall our hearts renew,
    And make us, by Thy power, to start our growth anew.

    Chorus:
    Refreshing times, reviving rain;
    The Holy Ghost outpouring, the showers warm, inspiring;
    Refreshing times, reviving rain,
    O give us once again, give us, Lord, again.

    2 For times of great refreshing, our souls now pant and cry;
    Our spirits are depressing, our hearts are hard and dry;
    O make us now to blossom like flowers in the spring;
    The fruit that’s sweet and wholesome in holy living bring. [Chorus]

    3 A time of great refreshing, Thy presence, Lord, would be;
    Thy Zion, then rejoicing, would sing her praise to Thee;
    The tree of consecration would precious fruitage bear; A wondrous transformation would come if Thou wert here. [Chorus]

  • “Behold Me Standing at the Door” by Fanny Crosby

    “Behold Me Standing at the Door” by Fanny Crosby

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    1 Behold me standing at the door,
    And hear me pleading evermore,
    With gentle voice, O heart of sin,
    May I come in? May I come in?

    Refrain:
    Behold me standing at the door,
    And hear me pleading evermore;
    Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
    May I come in? May I come in?

    2 I bore the cruel thorns for thee;
    I waited long and patiently;
    Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
    May I come in? May I come in? [Refrain]

    3 I would not plead with thee in vain;
    Remember all my grief and pain!
    I died to ransom thee from sin,
    May I come in? May I come in? [Refrain]

    4 I bring thee joy from heaven above;
    I bring thee pardon, peace and love;
    Say, weary heart, oppressed with sin,
    May I come in? May I come in?

  • “Ascend, Beloved, to the Joy” by Horatius Bonar

    “Ascend, Beloved, to the Joy” by Horatius Bonar

    Hymnal Page Scan: Songs of Pilgrimage: a hymnal for the churches of Christ (2nd ed.) page 192 | Hymnary.org

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    1 Ascend, beloved, to the joy,
    The festal day has come;
    Tonight the Lamb doth feast his own,
    Tonight he with his bride sits down,
    Tonight puts on the spousal crown,
    In the great upper room.

    2 Ascend, beloved, to the love,
    This is the day of days;
    Tonight the bridal song is sung,
    Tonight ten thousand harps are strung,
    In sympathy with heart and tongue,
    Unto the Lamb’s high praise.

    3 The festal lamps are lighting now,
    In the great marriage hall;
    By angel hands the board is spread,
    By angel hands the sacred bread
    Is on the golden table laid;
    The King his own doth call.

    4 The gems are gleaming from the roof,
    Like stars in night’s round dome;
    The festal wreaths are hanging there,
    The festal fragrance fills the air,
    And flowers of heaven, divinely fair,
    Unfold their happy bloom.

    5 Long, long deferred, now come at last,
    The Lamb’s glad wedding day;
    The guests are gathering at the feasts,
    The seats in heavenly order placed,
    The royal throne above the rest –
    How bright the new array.

    6 Sorrow and sighing are no more;
    The weeping hours are past,
    Tonight the waiting will be done,
    Tonight the wedding robe is on;
    The glory and the joy begin,
    The crown has come at last.

    7 Without, within, is light, is light;
    Around, above, is love, is love;
    We enter to go out no more;
    We raise the song unsung before,
    We doff the sackcloth that we wore,
    For all is joy and love.

    8 Ascend, beloved, to the life,
    Our days of death are o’er;
    Mortality has done its worst,
    The fetters of the tomb are burst,
    The last has now become the first,
    Forever, evermore.

    9 Ascend, beloved, to the feast,
    Make haste, the day has come;
    Thrice blest are they the Lamb doth call
    To share the heavenly festival
    In the new Salem’s palace hall,
    Our everlasting home.

  • “Crown After Cross” by Frances Havergal

    “Crown After Cross” by Frances Havergal

    Hymnal Page Scan: Tried and True 44. Light after darkness | Hymnary.org

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    Voice Note with words to 1st verse:

    1 Light after darkness, gain after loss,
    Strength after weakness, crown after cross;
    Sweet after bitter, hope after fears,
    Home after wandering, praise after tears.

    Refrain:
    Now comes the weeping, then the glad reaping;
    Now comes the labor hard, then the reward.

    2 Sheaves after sowing, sun after rain,
    Sight after mystery, peace after pain;
    Joy after sorrow, calm after blast,
    Rest after weariness, sweet rest at last. [Refrain]

    3 Near after distant, gleam after gloom,
    Love after loneliness, life after tomb;
    After long agony rapture of bliss—
    Right was the pathway leading to this. [Refrain]

  • “Watching and Waiting” by Isaiah Baltzell

    “Watching and Waiting” by Isaiah Baltzell

    Hymnal Page Scan: The New Jubilee Harp: or Christian hymns and songs. a new collection of hymns and tunes for public and social worship (With supplement) page 168 | Hymnary.org

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    1. I will watch and wait for the morning’s dawn,
    That will end the night of each weary one;
    I will sing my song as the days go by,
    Marching onward still to my home, so nigh.

    Chorus:
    I am waiting for the dawning,
    Waiting for the dawning,
    Waiting for the dawning,
    Waiting for the break of day.

    2. I will watch and wait till the storm is o’er,
    And a light shines out from the golden shore;
    Then the Lord will say, “Weary wand’rer, come
    To the land of rest, to thy blissful home.” [Chorus]

    3. I will watch and wait, for ‘twill not be long
    Ere I strike glad hands with the blood-washed throng;
    Then I’ll shout and sing while the ages roll,
    Hallelujah! Christ hath redeemed my soul! [Chorus]

  • “I Hear a Loving Voice” by Fanny Crosby

    “I Hear a Loving Voice” by Fanny Crosby

    Hymnal Page Scan: Standard Hymns and Spiritual Songs 370. I hear a loving voice | Hymnary.org

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    1 I hear a loving voice
    That calls me o’er and o’er,
    That bids me lay my burden down,
    And rest for evermore.
    I hear a loving voice,—
    ‘Tis Thine, O Lamb of God,
    Who from the cradle to the cross
    The path of sorrow trod.

    2 I hear Thy warning voice;
    O let me not delay;
    I must be saved by Thee alone,
    There is no other way;
    Thy word my only plea,
    I come without a fear;
    I seek Thee while Thou cans’t be found,
    And call while Thou art near.

    3 O, patient, loving voice!
    O firm, abiding Friend,
    I now accept Thy offer’d grace:
    Lord, keep me to the end.
    My soul with rapture filled,
    Thy wonders shall proclaim;
    My tongue shall sing Thy righteousness,
    My life confess Thy name.

  • “O Rapturous Scenes” by Lucius Henry Holsey

    “O Rapturous Scenes” by Lucius Henry Holsey

    Hymnal Page Scan: Our Great Redeemer’s Praise page 662 | Hymnary.org

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    1. O rapturous scenes that wait the day,
    When Thou shall call me home,
    When I shall here no longer stay,
    No longer weep and moan.

    2. Long has my heart look’d up to Thee,
    My Master and my King,
    No other hand can make me free,
    And to thy bosom bring.

    3. What wondrous grace is this that brings,
    My waiting soul to Thee,
    That makes me scorn all earthly things,
    That I may holy be?

    4. Say gracious Lord, where am I now?
    Am I Thy servant still?
    Shall flesh and blood my soul o’erthrow?
    And set at naught Thy will?

    5. Nay, but my soul shall rise and fly,
    To that bright world above;
    The heav’nly Canaan in the sky,
    The city of Thy love.

    6. Hallelujah! the race is run!
    Eternal life is gained.
    My happiness has just begun,
    The crown of life obtained!