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Written by Robert Lowry, 1864
Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river;
Gather with the saints at the river
That flows by the throne of God.
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Just As I Am
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Poem written in 1835 by Charlotte Elliott
Tune “Woodworth” written in 1849 by William B. Bradbury
Just as I am - though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come!
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Traditional Irish poem, written between 6th and 10th Century AD
English translation by Eleanor Hull, 1912
Tune: “Slane,” traditional Irish
Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,
be all else but naught to me, save that thou art;
be thou my best thought in the day and the night,
both waking and sleeping, thy presence my light.
Be thou my wisdom, be thou my true word,
be thou ever with me, and I with thee Lord;
be thou my great Father, and I thy true son;
be thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.
Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise:
be thou mine inheritance now and always;
be thou and thou only the first in my heart;
O Sovereign of heaven, my treasure thou art.
High King of heaven, thou heaven's bright sun,
O grant me its joys after victory is won;
great Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
still be thou my vision, O Ruler of all.
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A medieval Latin poem, set to music by Johann Crüger and harmonized by J.S.Bach; counterpoint-style introduction arranged by Alex Pryrodny
African-American Spiritual, first published in 1899.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
O sometimes it causes me to tremble! tremble! tremble!
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
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African-American Spiritual, written before 1861
Every time I feel the Spirit
moving in my heart I will pray.
Yes, every time I feel the Spirit
moving in my heart I will pray.
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
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Poem by Henry Francis Lyte, 1847
Tune: ”Eventide" composed by William Henry Monk in 1861
Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
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Amazing Grace
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Poem by John Newton, 1772
Tune: “New Britain,” English traditional, first published in 1829
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.
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