HymnPod

Why did Jesus cure some people by using spit and touching them? For example in Mark 8:22-26, a blind man was cured by Jesus’ spit! Find out here.

Lyrics: William Hunter
Music: John H. Stockton

The great Physician now is near,
The sympathizing Jesus;
He speaks the drooping heart to cheer,
Oh, hear the voice of Jesus.

Refrain:
Sweetest note in seraph song,
Sweetest name on mortal tongue;
Sweetest carol ever sung,
Jesus, blessed Jesus.

Your many sins are all forgiv’n,
Oh, hear the voice of Jesus;
Go on your way in peace to heav’n,
And wear a crown with Jesus.

All glory to the dying Lamb!
I now believe in Jesus;
I love the blessed Savior’s name,
I love the name of Jesus.

His name dispels my guilt and fear,
No other name but Jesus;
Oh, how my soul delights to hear
The charming name of Jesus.

And when to that bright world above,
We rise to see our Jesus,
We’ll sing around the throne of love
His name, the name of Jesus.

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Lyrics: S. H. Tow
Music: Antonin Dvorak

Lord, here I take my cross now to follow Thee,
Worldly gain, empty fame are but dross to me.
Men may sneer, men may jeer, pain may come or stay;
Naught can cause me to stray from the narrow way,
Thro’ His word, by His grace, I would faithful be;
Till at last I reach home, there’s a crown for me,
A bright crown for me, Yes, a crown for me.

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Lyrics: Annie L. Coghill
Music: Lowell Mason

Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling,
Work ’mid springing flowers;
Work when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man’s work is done.

Work, for the night is coming,
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute,
Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.

Work, for the night is coming,
Under the sunset skies;
While their bright tints are glowing,
Work, for daylight flies.
Work till the last beam fadeth,
Fadeth to shine no more;
Work, while the night is darkening,
When man’s work is o’er.

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Lyrics: Eliza. E. Hewitt
Music: Peter P. Bilhorn

O tell me more of Christ, my Saviour,
On this glad theme dwell o’er and o’er;
His boundless grace, his saving favor,
His precious name, O tell me more!

Refrain:
O tell me more!
So much I need
His pow’r to keep,
His hand to lead;
O tell me more of him I love,
Until I see his face above.

O tell me more of love’s sweet story,
If you would cheer and comfort me;
How Jesus wept, the King of glory,
Those tender tears of sympathy.

O tell me more! How waves of sorrow
Shall hear his voice say, “Peace, be still;”
How after night, bright dawns the morrow,
To those who trust his blessed will.

O tell me more! And I, repeating
The happy news, shall spread the joy;
Come, blessed Lord, thy work completing,
Till songs of praise our lips employ.

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Lyrics and Music: Charles H. Gabriel

More like the Master I would ever be,
More of His meekness, more humility;
More zeal to labor, more courage to be true,
More consecration for work He bids me do.

Refrain:
Take Thou my heart, I would be Thine alone;
Take Thou my heart, and make it all Thine own;
Purge me from sin, O Lord, I now implore,
Wash me and keep me Thine forevermore.

More like the Master is my daily prayer;
More strength to carry crosses I must bear;
More earnest effort to bring His kingdom in;
More of His Spirit, the wanderer to win.

More like the Master I would live and grow;
More of His love to others I would show;
More self-denial, like His in Galilee,
More like the Master I long to ever be.

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Lyrics: T. Tow
Music: Stephen Foster

There is a happy land far away, Far ‘above the blue,
Where saints in glory stand, bright as day, Praising the Lord God Triune.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, I can hear them sing,
Where saints in glory stand, bright as day, Praising the Lord God Triune.

Come away, come away to this Land, O don’t delay!
Come join us, this Christian Pilgrim band, O don’t stray out of the Way!
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hark how sweet they sing.
Come join us, this Christian Pilgrim band, Onward and upward away.

Wonderful, wonderful this new Land, Far ‘bove the blue.
Happy our days on earth as in Heav’n, When Christ our Life has made new.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Raise our voice and sing.
Happy our days on earth as in Heav’n, When Christ our Life has made new.

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Lyrics and Music: John E. Thomas

In the resurrection morning,
When the trump of God shall sound,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!
Then the saints will come rejoicing
And no tears will e’er be found,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise.

Refrain:
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!
Amen! We shall rise! Hallelujah!
In the resurrection morning,
When death’s prison bars are broken,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! We shall rise.

In the resurrection morning,
What a meeting it will be,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!
When our fathers and our mothers,
And our loved ones we shall see,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!

In the resurrection morning,
Blessed thought it is to me,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!
I shall see my blessed Savior,
Who so freely died for me,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!

In the resurrection morning,
We shall meet Him in the air,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!
And be carried up to glory,
To our home so bright and fair,
We shall rise, Hallelujah! we shall rise!

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Here’s a very beautiful wedding hymn.

Lyrics: William V. Jenkins
Music: Arthur H. Brown

O God of love, to Thee we bow,
And pray for these before Thee now,
That, closely knit in holy vow,
They may in Thee be one.

When days are filled with pure delight,
When paths are plain and skies are bright,
Walking by faith and not by sight,
May they in Thee be one.

When stormy winds fulfill Thy will,
And all their good seems turned to ill,
Then, trusting Thee completely, still
May they in Thee be one.

Whate’er in life shall be their share
Of quickening joy or burdening care,
In power to do and grace to bear,
May they in Thee be one.

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Lyrics: James M. Gray
Music: William Owen

O listen to our wondrous story,
Counted once among the lost;
Yet One came down from Heaven’s glory,
Saving us at awful cost!

Refrain:
Who saved us from eternal loss?
Who but God’s Son upon the cross?
What did He do?
He died for you!
Where is He now?
In Heaven interceding!

No angel could His place have taken,
Highest of the high though he;
The loved One on the cross forsaken,
Was One of the Godhead three!

And yet this wondrous tale proceedeth,
Stirring heart and tongue aflame!
As our high priest in Heav’n He pleadeth,
And Christ Jesus is His name!

Will you surrender to this Savior?
To His scepter humbly bow?
You, too, shall come to know His favor,
He will save you, save you now.

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Lyrics: Thomas Kelly
Music: Geist­lich­es Volks­lied

Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
See Him dying on the tree!
’Tis the Christ by man rejected;
Yes, my soul, ’tis He, ’tis He!
’Tis the long expected prophet,
David’s Son, yet David’s Lord;
By His Son God now has spoken:
’Tis the true and faithful Word.

Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning,
Was there ever grief like His?
Friends through fear His cause disowning,
Foes insulting his distress:
Many hands were raised to wound Him,
None would interpose to save;
But the deepest stroke that pierced Him
Was the stroke that Justice gave.

Ye who think of sin but lightly,
Nor suppose the evil great,
Here may view its nature rightly,
Here its guilt may estimate.
Mark the Sacrifice appointed!
See Who bears the awful load!
’Tis the Word, the Lord’s Anointed,
Son of Man, and Son of God.

Here we have a firm foundation,
Here the refuge of the lost.
Christ the Rock of our salvation,
Christ the Name of which we boast.
Lamb of God for sinners wounded!
Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Him their hope have built.

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