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mormon tabernacle choir - and now this holy day
And now this holy day
Is drawing to its end,
Once more, to Thee, O Lord,
Our thanks and prayers we send.
We thank Thee for this rest
From earthly care and strife;
We thank Thee for this help
To higher, holier life.
We thank Thee for Thy house;
It is Thy palace-gate
Where Thou, upon Thy throne
Of mercy, still dost wait.
We thank Thee for Thy Word,
Thy Gospel's joyful sound;
Oh, may its holy fruits
Within our hearts abound!
Yet, ere we go to rest,
Father, to Thee we pray,
Forgive the sins that stain
E'en this Thy holy day.
Through Jesus let the past
Be blotted from Thy sight,
And let us all now sleep
At peace with Thee this night.
To God the Father, Son,
And Spirit glory be,
From all in earth and Heav'n,
Through all eternity.
mormon tabernacle choir - a child s prayer
Heavenly Father, are you really there?
And do you hear and answer ev'ry child's prayer?
Some say that heaven is far away,
But I feel it close around me as I pray.
Heavenly Father, I remember now
Something that Jesus told disciples long ago:
"Suffer the children to come to me."
Father, in prayer I'm coming now to thee.
Pray, he is there;
Speak, he is list'ning.
You are his child;
His love now surrounds you.
He hears your prayer;
He loves the children.
Of such is the kingdom, the kingdom of heav'n.
mormon tabernacle choir - a poor wayfaring man of grief
A poor wayfaring man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief
That I could never answer nay:
I had not power to ask his name,
Whither he went or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love, I know not why.
Once when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake;
Just perishing for want of bread;
I gave him all: he blessed it, brake;
And ate, but gave me part again;
Mine was an angel's portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.
I spied him where a fountain burst
Clear from the rock; - his strength was gone;
The heedless water mocked his thirst,
He heard it, saw it, hurrying on:
I ran and raised the sufferer up,
Thrice from the stream he drained my cup,
Dipped and returned it running o'er;
I drank, and never thirsted more.
'twas night, the floods were out, it blew
A winter hurricane aloof;
I heard his voice abroad, and flew
To bid him welcome to my roof:
I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest,
I laid him on my couch to rest,
Then made the earth my bed, and seemed
In eden's garden while I dreamed.
Stript, wounded beaten, nigh to death,
I found him by the highway side;
I roused his pulse, brought back his breath,
Revived his spirit, and supplied
Wine, oil, refreshment; he was healed;
I had, myself, a wound concealed,
But from that hour forgot the smart,
And peace bound up my broken heart.
In prison I saw him next, - condemned
To meet a traitor's doom at morn;
The tide of lying tongues I stemmed,
And honoured him mid'st shame and scorn:
My friendship's utmost zeal to try,
He asked - if I for him would die;
The flesh was weak, my blood ran chill,
But the free spirit cried, "I will."
Then in a moment to my view,
The stranger started from disguise;
The tokens in his hands I knew,
My saviour stood before mine eyes;
He spake - and my poor name he named. -
"of me thou hast not been ashamed.
"these deeds shall thy memorial be;
"fear not, thou didst them unto me."
mormon tabernacle choir - a volunteer for jesus
A call for loyal soldiers
Comes to one and all;
Soldiers for the conflict,
Will you heed the call?
Will you answer quickly,
With a ready cheer,
Will you be enlisted
As a volunteer?
A volunteer for Jesus,
A soldier true!
Others have enlisted,
Why not you?
Jesus is the Captain,
We will never fear,
Will you be enlisted
As a volunteer?
Yes, Jesus calls for soldiers
Who are filled with pow'r,
Soldiers who will serve Him
Ev'ry day and hour;
He will not forsake you,
He is ever near;
Will you be enlisted
As a volunteer?
He calls you, for He loves you
With a heart most kind,
He Whose heart was broken,
Broken for mankind;
Now, just now, He calls you,
Calls in accents clear,
Will you be enlisted
As a volunteer?
And when the war is over,
And the vict'ry won,
When the true and faithful
Gather one by one,
He will crown with glory
All who there appear;
Will you be enlisted
As a volunteer?
mormon tabernacle choir - abide with me
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!
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O thou, who changest not, abide with me!
Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine thro' the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, o lord, abide with me!
mormon tabernacle choir - adam-ondi-ahman
This earth was once a garden place,
With all her glories common;
And men did live a holy race,
And worship Jesus face to face,
In Adam-ondi-Ahman.
We read that Enoch walk[e]d with God,
Above the pow[e]r of Mammon:
While Zion spread herself abroad,
And saints and angels sung aloud
In Adam-ondi-Ahman.
Her land was good and greatly blest,
Beyond old Israel's Canaan:
Her fame was known from east to west;
Her peace was great, and pure the rest
Of Adam-ondi-Ahman.
Hosanna to such days to come?
The Savior's second comin[g]?
When all the earth in glorious bloom,
Affords the saints a holy home
Like Adam-ondi-Ahman.
mormon tabernacle choir - all hail the power of jesus name
All hail the power of jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
To crown him lord of all!
Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre,
And, as they tune it, fall
Before his face who tunes their choir,
And crown him lord of all!
Crown him, ye morning stars of light,
Who fixed this floating ball;
Now hail the strength of israel's might,
And crown him lord of all!
Crown, him ye martyrs of your god,
Who from his altar call;
Extol the stems of jesse's rod,
And crown him lord of all!
Ye seed of israel's chosen race,
Ye ransomed of the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him lord of all!
Hail him, ye heirs of david's line,
Whom david lord did call,
The god incarnate, man divine!
And crown him lord of all!
Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him lord of all!
Let every kindred and every tongue
That bound creation's call
Now shout in universal song.
The crowned lord of all.
mormon tabernacle choir - all people that on earth do dwell
All people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice.
Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell;
Come ye before Him and rejoice.
The Lord, ye know, is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make;
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
O enter then His gates with praise;
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His Name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? the Lord our God is good;
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
To Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
The God Whom Heaven and earth adore,
From men and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.
mormon tabernacle choir - all praise be to god
All praise be to God, whom all things obey,
From angels and men for ever and aye:
Who sendeth on earth the powers of His throne,
His providence good and love to make known.
His angels are they of countenance fair,
The arm of His strength, His hand of kind care:
His message of peace to us they reveal,
His wisdom most high they seal or unseal.
By martyrs of old they stood in the flame,
And bade them not flinch, but call on God's Name.
Thro' torment, thro' shame, thro' darkness of death
They led without fear the sires of our faith.
They stand with the few, they fight for the free,
God's reign to advance o'er land and o'er sea:
And when the brave die or fall in the fight,
Their spirits they bear to rest in God's sight.
For patience and toil a crown they prepare;
They found for the meek a kingdom full fair;
No famine nor plague 'gainst them doth prevail;
Their bread cannot lack, their cruse cannot fail.
We pray Thee, who art Thy angels' reward,
Thy flock to defend forget not, O Lord;
But prosper their aid, that us they may bring
To see the true face of Jesus, our King.
mormon tabernacle choir - all praise to thee, eternal lord
All praise to Thee, Eternal Lord,
Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood;
Choosing a manger for Thy throne,
While worlds on worlds are Thine alone.
Once did the skies before Thee bow;
A virgin's arms contain Thee now,
While angels, who in Thee rejoice,
Now listen for Thine infant voice.
A little Child, Thou art our Guest,
That weary ones in Thee may rest;
Forlorn and lowly is Thy birth;
That we may rise to Heaven from earth.
Thou comest in the darksome night
To make us children of the light;
To make us, in the realms divine,
Like Thine own angels round Thee shine.
All this for us Thy love hath done;
By this to Thee our love is won;
For this we tune our cheerful lays,
And sing our thanks in ceaseless praise.
mormon tabernacle choir - all praise to thee, my god, this night
All praise to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light!
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath Thine own almighty wings.
Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done,
That with the world, myself, and Thee,
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the judgment day.
O may my soul on Thee repose,
And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close,
Sleep that may me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
When in the night I sleepless lie,
My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
O when shall I, in endless day,
For ever chase dark sleep away,
And hymns divine with angels sing,
All praise to thee, eternal King?
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
mormon tabernacle choir - all that i am i owe to thee
All that I am I owe to Thee,
Thy wisdom, Lord, has fashioned me;
I give my Maker thankful praise,
Whose wondrous works my soul amaze.
Ere into being I was brought,
Thine eye did see, and in Thy thought
My life in all its perfect plan
Was ordered ere my days began.
Thy thoughts, O God, how manifold,
More precious unto me than gold!
I muse on their infinity,
Awaking I am still with Thee.
The wicked Thou shalt surely slay,
From me let sinners turn away;
They speak against the Name divine,
I count God's enemies as mine.
Search me, O God, my heart discern,
Try me, my inmost thought to learn;
And lead me, if in sin I stray,
To choose the everlasting way.
mormon tabernacle choir - all that i was
All that I was, my sin, my guilt,
My death, was all mine own;
All that I am I owe to Thee,
My gracious God, alone.
The evil of my former state
Was mine, and only mine;
The good in which I now rejoice
Is Thine, and only Thine.
The darkness of my former state,
The bondage, all was mine;
The light of life in which I walk,
The liberty, is Thine.
Thy Word first made me feel my sin,
It taught me to believe;
Then, in believing, peace I found,
And now I live, I live!
All that I am, e'en here on earth
All that I hope to be,
When Jesus comes and glory dawns,
I owe it, Lord to Thee.
mormon tabernacle choir - all that s good, and great, and true
All that's good, and great, and true,
All that is and is to be,
Be it old or be it new,
Comes, O Father, comes from Thee.
Mercies dawn with every day,
Newer, brighter than before;
And the sun's declining ray
Layeth others up in store.
Not a bird that doth not sing
Sweetest praises to Thy Name;
Not an insect on the wing
But Thy wonders doth proclaim.
Every blade and every tree
All in happy concert ring,
And in wondrous harmony
Join in praises to their King.
Fill us, then, with love divine;
Grant that we, though toiling here,
May in spirit, being Thine,
See and hear Thee everywhere.
May we all, with songs of praise,
Whilst on earth Thy Name adore,
Till with angel choirs we raise
Songs of praise forevermore.
mormon tabernacle choir - all the day
All the day my heart is singing,
Not a throb of care I know,
For the Master's feet have trodden
Every path He bids me go.
Refrain
In the Lord is all my joy,
Blessèd Savior, Friend divine!
Glad the songs my heart has known,
Since this Jesus has been mine.
Thro' the night my heart keeps singing,
Sheltered in His secret place,
Midnight is as bright as noonday,
By the glory of His face.
Refrain
When I reach that land of promise,
Sweeter strains my lips shall frame,
But the theme will still be Jesus,
Glory! glory! to His Name!
Refrain
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