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A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, p.68 - Martin Luther, adapted

A mighty fortress is our God, A tower of strength ne'er failing.
A helper mighty is our God, O'er ills of life prevailing.
He overcometh all. He saveth from the Fall.
His might and pow'r are great. He all things did create.
And he shall reign forevermore.

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief, p.29 - James Montgomery--Hymn sung at the martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph Smith.
See History of the Church, 6:614-15.

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 pow'r to ask his name, Whereto he went, or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye That won my love; I knew 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 a-gain. 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 suff'rer 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 and clothed and cheered my guest And 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 pris'n I saw him next, condemned To meet a traitor's doom at morn.
The tide of lying tongues I stemmed, And honored him 'mid 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 my free spirit cried, "I will!"
Then in a moment to my view The stranger started from disguise.
The tokens in his hands I knew; The Savior 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."

Abide with Me! p.166 - Henry F. Lyte

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, oh, 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!
I need thy presence ev'ry passing hour. What but thy grace can foil the tempter's pow'r?
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Thru cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me!

Abide with Me; 'Tis Eventide, p.165 - Lowrie M. Hofford

Abide with me, 'tis eventide. The day is past and gone;
The shadows of the evening fall; The night is coming on.
Within my heart a welcome guest, Within my home abide.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.
Abide with me; 'tis eventide. Thy walk today with me
Has made my heart within me burn, As I communed with thee.
Thy earnest words have filled my soul And kept me near thy side.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.
Abide with me, 'tis eventide, And lone will be the night
If I cannot commune with thee, Nor find in thee my light.
The darkness of the world, I fear, Would in my home abide.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.
O Savior, stay this night with me; Behold, 'tis eventide.

Adam-ondi-Ahman, p.49 - William W. Phelps, included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

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 walked with God, Above the pow'r of mammon,
While Zion spread herself abroad, And Saints and angels sang aloud,In Adam-ondi-Ahman.
Her land as good and greatly blest, Beyond all 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 coming,
When all the earth in glorious bloom Affords the Saints a holy home, Like Adam-ondi-Ahman.

Again, Our Dear Redeeming Lord, p.179 - Theodore E. Curtis

Again, our dear redeeming Lord, We meet in thy beloved name,
While from the fountains of thy love Thy Spirit kindles like a flame.
For all the anguish of thy soul, For thy great gift so full and free,
With grateful hearts all penitent, Dear Lord, we do remember thee.
In token of thy bleeding flesh And of thy blood so freely spent,
We meet around thy table now And take thy holy sacrament.
We seek thy pardon, dearest Lord, And may thy favor, too, be sent,
While in our hearts we turn to thee, Renewed in faith and covenant.

Again We Meet Around the Board, p.186 - Eliza R. Snow

Again we meet around the board Of Jesus, our redeeming Lord,
With faith in his atoning blood, Our only access unto God.
He left his Father's courts on high, With man to live, for man to die,
A world to purchase and to save And seal a triumph o'er the grave.
Help us, O God, to realize The great atoning sacrifice,
The gift of thy beloved Son, The Prince of Life, the Holy One.
Oh, bless us, Lord, for Jesus' sake, That we may worthily partake
These emblems of thy flesh and blood Of our Redeemer, Savior, God.

All Glory, Laud, and Honor, p.69 - Theodulph of Orleans

All glory, laud, and honor To thee, Redeemer, King,
To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring.
Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son,
Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and Blessed One.
The company of angels Are praising thee on high,
And mortal men and all things Created make reply.
The people of the Hebrews With palms before thee went;
Our praise and love and anthems Before thee we present.
To thee, before thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise;
To thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise.
Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the love we bring,
Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King.

America the Beautiful, p.338 - Katherine Lee Bates

Oh, beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain!
America! America! God shed his grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea
Oh, beautiful for pilgrim feet, Whose stern, impassioned stress
A thoroughfare of freedom beat Across the wilderness!
America! America! God mend thine ev'ry flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law.
Oh, beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife,
Who more than self their country loved, And mercy more than life!
America! America! May God thy gold refine,
Till all success be nobleness, And ev'ry gain divine.
Oh, beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam, Undimmed by human tears!
America! America! God shed his grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea.

An Angel from on High, p.13 - Parley P. Pratt

An angel from on high The long, long silence broke;
Descending from the sky, These gracious words he spoke:
Lo! in Cumorah's lonely hill A sacred record lies concealed.
Lo! in Cumorah's lonely hill A sacred record lies concealed.
Sealed by Moroni's hand, It has for ages lain
To wait the Lord's command, From dust to speak again.
It shall again to light come forth To usher in Christ's reign on earth.
It shall again to light come forth To usher in Christ's reign on earth.
It speaks of Joseph's seed And makes the remnant known
Of nations long since dead, Who once had dwelt alone.
The fulness of the gospel, too, Its pages will reveal to view.
The fulness of the gospel, too, Its pages will reveal to view.
The time is now fulfilled, The long-expected day;
Let earth obedience yield And darkness flee away.
Remove the seals; be wide unfurled Its light and glory to the world
Remove the seals; be wide unfurled Its light and glory to the world.
Lo! Israel filled with joy Shall now be gathered home,
Their wealth and means employ To build Jerusalem,
While Zion shall arise and shine And fill the earth with truth divine,
While Zion shall arise and shine And fill the earth with truth divine.

Angels We Have Heard on High, p.203 - French carol

Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains,
And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains.
Gloria in excelsis Deo. Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Shepherds, why this jubilee? Why your joyous strains prolong?
What the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heav'nly song?
Gloria in excelsis Deo. Gloria in excelsis Deo.
Come to Bethlehem and see Him whose birth the angels sing;
Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the newborn King.
Gloria in excelsis Deo. Gloria in excelsis Deo.

Arise, O Glorious Zion, p.40 - William G. Mills

Arise, O glorious Zion, Thou joy of latter days,
Whom countless Saints rely on To gain a resting place.
Arise and shine in splendor Amid the world's deep night
For God, thy sure defender, Is now thy life and light.
From Zion's favored dwelling The gospel issues forth,
The covenant revealing To gather all the earth;
And Saints, the message bringing To all the sons of men,
With the redeemed shall, singing, To Zion come again.
Thru painful tribulation We walk the narrow road
And battle with temptation To gain that blest abode.
But patient, firm endurance, With glory in our view,
The Spirit's bright assurance Will bring us conq'rors through.
Oh, grant, Eternal Father, That we may faithful be,
With all the just to gather, And thy salvation see!
Then, with the hosts of heaven, We'll sing th 'immortal theme:
To him be glory given, Whose blood did us redeem.

Arise, O God, and Shine, p.265 - William Hurn

Arise, O God, and shine In all thy saving might,
And prosper each design To spread thy glorious light;
Let healing streams of mercy flow, That all the earth thy truth may know.
Bring distant nations near To sing thy glorious praise;
Let ev'ry people hear And learn thy holy ways.
Reign, mighty God, assert thy cause, And govern by thy righteous laws.
Put forth thy gloroius pow'r, That Gentiles all may see,
And earth present her store In converts born to thee.
O Lord,our God, thy Church so bless, And fill the world with righteousness.
To God, the only wise, The one immortal King,
Let hallelujahs rise From ev'ry living thing;
Let all that breathe, on ev'ry coast, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

As Sisters in Zion, p.309 - Emily H. Woodmansee

As sisters in Zion, we'll all work together; The blessings of God on our labors we'll seek.
We'll build up his kingdom with earnest endeavor; We'll comfort the weary and strengthen the weak.
The errand of angels is given to women; And this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim:
To do whatsoever is gentle and human, To cheer and to bless in humanity's name.
How vast is our purpose, how broad is our mission, If we but fulfill it in spirit and deed.
Oh, naught but the Spirit's divinest tuition Can give us the wisdom to truly succeed.

As the Dew from Heaven Distilling, p.149 - Thomas Kelly

As the dew from heav'n distilling Gently on the grass descends
And revives it, thus fullfilling What thy providence intends.
Let thy doctrine, Lord, so gracious, Thus descending from above,
Blest by thee, prove efficacious To fulfill thy work of love.
Lord, behold this congregation; Precious promises fulfill.
From thy holy habitation Let the dews of life distill.
Let our cry come up before thee. Thy sweet Spirit shed around,
So the people shall adore thee And confess the joyful sound.

Awake, Ye Saints of God, Awake! p.17 - Eliza R. Snow

Awake, ye Saints of God, awake! Call on the Lord in mighty prayer
That he will Zion's bondage break And bring to naught the tempter's snare,
And bring to naught the tempter's snare.
Tho Zion's foes have counseled deep, Although they bind with fetters strong,
The God of Jacob does not sleep; His vengeance will not slumber long;
His vengeance will not slumber long.
With constant faith and fervent prayer, With deep humility of soul,
With steadfast mind and heart, prepare To see th' eternal purpose roll,
To see th' etermal purpose roll.
Awake to righteousness; be one, Or, saith the Lord,"Ye are not mine!"
Yea, like the Father and the Son, Let all the Saints in union Join.
Let all the Saints in union Join.

Away in a Manger, p.206 - Anonymous

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head;
The stars in the heavens looked down where he lay, The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.
The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes; But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes.
I love thee, Lord Jesus; look down from the sky And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh.
Be near me, Lord Jesus; I ask thee to stay Close by me forever, and love me, I pray.
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care, And fit us for heaven to live wtih thee there.

Battle Hymn of the Republic, p.60 - Julia Ward Howe

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.
Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet That shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat.
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him; be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory is his bosom that transfigures you and me.
As he died to make men holy, let us live to make men free, While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

Beautiful Zion, Built Above, .p.44 - George Gill

Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love;
Beautiful gates of pearly white; Beautiful temple--God its light;
He who was slain on Calvary Opens those parly gates to me.
Zion, Zion, lovely Zion; Beautiful Zion; Zion, city of our God!
Beautiful heav'n, where all is light; Beautiful angels clothed in white;
Beautiful strains that never tire; Beautiful harps thru all the choir;
There shall I join the chorus sweet, Worshipping at the Savior's feet.
Zion, Zion, lovely Zion; Beautiful Zion; Zion, city of our God!
Beautiful crowns on ev'ry brow; Beautiful palms the conq'rors show;
Beautiful robes the ransomed wear; Beautiful all who enter there;
Thither I press with eager feet; There shall my rest be long and sweet.
Zion, Zion, lovely Zion; Beautiful Zion; Zion, city of our God!

Before Thee, Lord, I Bow My Head, p.158 - Joseph H. Dean

Before thee, Lord, I bow my head And thank thee for what has been said.
My soul vibrates; my poor heart sings When thy sweet Spirit strikes the strings.
How sweet thy word I've heard this day! Be thou my guide, O Lord, I pray.
May I in patience do my part. Seal thou the word upon my heart.
Do thou, O Lord, anoint mine eyes That I may see and win the prize.
My heart is full; Mine eyes are wet. Oh, help me, Lord, lest I forget.
So may my soul be filled with light That I may see and win the fight,
And then at last exalted be, In peace and rest, O Lord, with thee.
Look up, my soul; be not cast down. Keep not thine eyes upon the ground.
Break off the shackles of the earth. Receive, my soul, the spirit's birth.
And now as I go forth again To mingle with my fellowmen,
Stay thou nearby, my steps to guide, That I may in thy love abide.

Behold! A Royal Army, p.251 - Fanny J. Crosby

Behold! A royal army, With banner, sword, and shield, Is marching forth to conquer On life's great battlefield.
Its ranks are filled with soldiers, United, bold, and strong, Who follow their Commander And sing their joyful song:
Victory, victory, Thru him that redeemed us! Victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!
Victory, victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!
And now the foe advancing, That valiant host assails, And yet they never falter; Their courage never fails.
Their Leader calls, "Be faithful!" They pass the word along; They see his signal flashing And shout their joyful song:
Victory, victory, Thru him that redeemed us! Victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!
Victory, victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!
Oh, when the war is ended, when strife and conflicts cease, When all are safely gathered Within the vale of peace,
Before the King eternal, That vast and mighty throng Shall praise his name forever, And this shall be their song:
Victory, victory, Thru him that redeemed us! Victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!
Victory, victory, victory, Thru Jesus Christ, our Lord!

Behold the Great Redeemer Die, p.191 - Eliza R. Snow

Behold the great Redeemer die, A broken law to satisfy.
He dies a sacrifice for sin, He dies a sacrifice for sin, That man may live and glory win.
While guilty men his pains deride, They pierce his hands and feet and side;
And with insulting scoffs and scorns, And with insulting scoffs and scorns, They crown his head with plaited thorns.
Although in agony he hung, No murm'ring word escaped his tongue.
His high commission to fulfill, His high commission to fulfill, He magnified his Father's will.
"Father, from me remove this cup. Yet, if thou wilt, I'll drink it up.
I've done the work thou gavest me, I've done the work thou gavest me; Receive my spirit unto thee."
He died, and at the awful sight The sun in shame withdrew its light!
Earth trembled, and all nature sighed Earth trembled, and all nature sighed In dread response, "A God has died!"
He lives--he lives. We humbly now Around these sacred symbols bow,
And seek, as Saints of latter days, And seek, as Saints of latter days, To do his will and live his praise.

Brightly Beams Our Father's Mercy (Men), p.335 - Philip Paul Bliss

Brightly beams our Father's mercy From his lighthouse evermore,
But to us he gives the keeping Of the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning; Send a gleam across the wave.
Some poor faiting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.
Dark the night of sin has settled; Loud the angry billows roar.
Eager eyes are waatching, longing, For the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning; Send a gleam across the wave.
Some poor faiting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother; Some poor sailor, tempest-tossed,
Trying now to make the harbor, In the darkness may be lost.
Let the lower lights be burning; Send a gleam across the wave.
Some poor faiting, struggling seaman You may rescue, you may save.

Called to Serve, p.249 - Grace Gordon, alt.

Called to serve him, heav'nly King of glory, Chosen e'er to witness for his name,
Far and wide we tell the Father's story, Far and wide his love proclaim.
Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name; Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name;
Forward, pressing forward, as a triumph song we sing.
God our strength will be; press forward ever, Called to serve our King.
Called to know the richness of his blessing-- Sons and daughters, children of a King--
Glad of heart, his holy name confessing, Praises unto him we bring.
Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name; Onward, ever onward, as we glory in his name;
Forward, pressing forward, as a triumph song we sing.
God our strength will be; press forward ever, Called to serve our King.

Cast Thy Burden upon the Lord, p.110 - Julius Schubring; adapted from the Psalms

Cast thy burden upon the Lord, And he shall sustain thee.
He never will suffer the righteous to fall. He is at thy right hand.
Thy mercy, Lord, is great And far above the heav'ns.
Let none be made ashamed That wait upon thee.

Choose the Right, p.239 - Joseph L. Townsend

Choose the right when a choice is placed before you. In the right the Holy Spirit guides;
And its light is forever shining o'er you, When in the right your heart confides.
Choose the right! Choose the right! Let wisdom mark the way before.
In its light, choose the right! And God will bless you evermore.
Choose the right! Let no spirit of digression Overcome you in the evil hour.
There's the right and the wrong to ev'ry question; Be safe thru inspiration's pow'r.
Choose the right! Choose the right! Let wisdom mark the way before.
In its light, choose the right! And God will bless you evermore.
Choose the right! There is peace in righteous doing. Choose the right! There's safety for the soul.
Choose the right in all labors you're pursuing; Let God and heaven be your goal.
Choose the right! Choose the right! Let wisdom mark the way before.
In its light, choose the right! And God will bless you evermore.

Christ the Lord Is Risen Today, p.200 - Charles Wesley

Christ the Lord is ris'n today, Alleluia! Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia! Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply, Alleluia!
Love's redeeming work is done, Alleluia! Fought the fight, the vict'ry won, Alleluia!
Jesus' agony is o'er, Alleluia! Darkness veils the earth no more, Alleluia!
Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia! Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once he died our souls to save, Alleluia! Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!

Come, All Whose Souls Are Lighted, 268 - Reginald Heber. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Come, all whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high.
Shall we, to men benighted, The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! Oh salvation! The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name.
From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand,
From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Go tell, ye winds, his story, And mighty waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.

Come, All Ye Saints of Zion, p.38 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Come, all ye Saints of Zion, And let us praise the Lord;
His ransomed are returning, According to his word.
In sacred song and gladness They walk the narrow way,
And thank the Lord who brought them To see the latter day.
Come, ye dispersed of Judah, Join in the theme and sing
With harmony unceasing The praises of our King,
Whose arm is now extended, On which the world may gaze,
To gather up the righteous In these the latter days.
Rejoice, Rejoice, O Israel, And let your joys abound!
The voice of God shall reach you Wherever you are found
And call you back from bondage, That you may sing his praise
In Zion and Jerusalem, In these the latter days.
Then gather up for Zion, Ye Saints thruout the land,
And clear the way before you, As God shall give command.
Tho wicked men and devils Exert their pow'r, 'tis vain,
Since He who is eternal Has said you shall obtain.

Come, All Ye Saints Who Dwell on Earth, p.65 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Come, all ye Saints who dwell on earth, Your cheerful voices raise,
Our great Redeemer's love to sing, And celebrate his praise,
Our great Redeemer's love to sing, And celebrate his praise.
His love is great; he died for us. Shall we ungrateful be,
Since he has marked a road to bliss, And said,"Come, follow me,"
Since he has marked a road to bliss, And said, "Come, follow me."
The straight and narrow way we've found! Then let us travel on,
Till we, in the celestial world, Shall meet where Christ is gone,
Till we, in the celestial world,Shall meet where Christ is gone.
And there we'll join the heav'nly choir And sing his praise above,
While endless ages roll around, Perfected by his love,
While endless ages roll around, Perfected by his love.

Come, All Ye Sons of God (Men), p.322 - Thomas Davenport

Come, all ye Sons of God who have received the priesthood;
Go spread the gospel wide and gather in his people.
The latter-day work has begun, To gather scattered Israel in,
And bring them back to Zion to praise the Lamb.
Come, all ye scattered sheep, and listen to your Shepherd,
While you the blessings reap which long have been predicted.
By prophets long it's been foretold, He'll gather you into his fold,
And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb.
Repent and be baptized, and have your sins remitted,
And get the Spirit's zeal; oh, then you'll be united.
Go cast upon him all your care; He will regard your humble prayer,
And bring you home to Zion to praise the Lamb.
And when your grief is o'er and ended your affliction,
Your spirits then will soar to await the Resurrection;
And then his presence you'll enjoy, In heav'nly bliss your time employ,
A thousand years in Zion to praise the Lamb.

Come Along, Come Along, p.244 - William Willes

"Come along, come along" is the call that will win, To lead us to virtue and keep us from sin;
Most men can be led, but few can be driv'n In shunning perdition and striving for heav'n
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin;
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin.
Come to me, come to me" sweetly falls on the ear, The word of the Lord full of comfort and cheer,
To bind up the broken, the captive set free, In the good time that's coming, we hope soon to see.
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin;
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin.
Let us govern by kindness and never by force, All cheering and bright, like the sun in its course;
Obedience will spring from each heart with a bound, And brotherhood flourish the wide world around.
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin;
"Come along, come along" is the call that will win In leading to virtue and keeping from sin.

Come Away to the Sunday School, p.276 - Robert B. Baird

When the rosy light of morning Softly beams above the hill,
And the birds, sweet heav'nly songsters, Ev'ry dell with music fill,
Fresh from slumber we awaken; Sunshine chases clouds away.
Nature breathes her sweetest fragrance On the holy Sabbath day.
For a good and glorious purpose Thus we meet each Sabbath day,
Each one striving for salvation Thru the Lord's appointed way.
Earnest toil will be rewarded; Zealous hearts need not repine.
God will not withhold his blessings From the eager, seeking mind.
Let us then press boldly onward, Prove ourselves as soldiers true.
He will lead us, he will guide us. Come, there's work for all to do,
Never tiring, never doubting, Boldly struggling to the end.
In the world, tho foes assail us, God will surely be our friend.

Come, Come Ye Saints, p.30 - William Clayton

Come, come, ye Saints, no toil nor labor fear; But with joy wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear, Grace shall be as your day.
'Tis better far for us to strive Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell-- All is well! All is well!
Why should we mourn or think our lot is hard? 'Tis not so; all is right.
Why should we think to earn a great reward If we now shun the fight?
Gird up your loins; fresh courage take. Our God will never us forsake;
And soon we'll have this tale to tell--All is well! All is well!
We'll find the place which God for us prepared, Far away in the West,
Where none shall come to hurt or make afraid; There the Saints will be blessed.
We'll make the air with music ring, Shout praises to our God and King;
Above the rest these words we'll tell--All is well! All is well!
And should we die before our journey's through, Happy day! All is well!
We then are free from toil and sorrow, too; With the just we shall dwell!
But if our lives are spared again To see the Saints their rest obtain,
Oh how we'll make this chorus swell--All is well! All is well!

Come, Follow Me, p.116 - John Nicholson

"Come follow me," the Savior said. Then let us in his footsteps tread,
For thus alone can we be one With God's own loved, begotten Son.
"Come follow me," a simple phrase Yet truth's sublime, effulgent rays
Are in these simple words combined To urge, inspire the human mind.
Is it enough alone to know That we must follow him below,
While trav'ling thru this vale of tears? No, this extends to holier spheres.
Not only shall we emulate His course while in this earthly state,
But when we're freed from present cares, If with our Lord we would be heirs.
We must the onward path pursue As wider fields expand to view,
And follow him unceasingly, Whate'er our lot or sphere may be.
For thrones, dominions, kingdoms, pow'rs, And glory great and bliss are ours,
If we, throughout eternity, Obey his words, "Come, follow me."

Come, Let Us Anew, p.217 - Charles Wesley

Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still til the Master appear.
His adorable will let us gladly fulfill, And our talents improve
By the patience of hope and the labor of love, By the patience of hope and the labor love.
Our life as a dream, our time as a stream Glide swiftly away, And the fugitive moment refuses to stay;
For the arrow is flown and the moments are gone. The millennial year
Presses on to our view, and eternity's here, Presses on to our view, and eternity's here.
Oh, that each in the day of His coming may say, "I have fought my way thru; I have finished the work thou didst give me to do."
Oh, that each from his Lord may receive the glad word: "Well and faithfully done;
Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne; Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne."

Come, Let Us Sing an Evening Hymn, p.167 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Come, let us sing an evening hymn To calm our minds for rest,
And each one try, with single eye, To praise the Savior best.
Yea, let us sing a sacred song To close the passing day,
With one accord call on the Lord, And ever watch and pray.
Oh, thank the Lord for grace and gifts Renewed in latter days,
For truth and light to guide us right In wisdom's pleasant ways.
For ev'ry line we have received To turn our hearts above,
For ev'ry word and ev'ry good That fill our souls with love.

Come, O Thou King of Kings, p.59 - Parley P. Pratt

Come, O thou King of Kings! We've waited long for thee,
With healing in thy wings To set thy people free.
Come, thou desire of nations, come; Let Israel now be gathered home.
Come, make an end to sin And cleanse the earth by fire,
And righteousness bring in, That Saints may tune the lyre
With songs of joy, a happier strain To welcome in thy peaceful reign.
Hosannas now shall sound From all the ransomed throng,
And glory echo round A new triumphal song;
The wide expanse of heaven fill With anthems sweet from Zion's hill.
Hail! Prince of life and peace! Thrice welcome to thy throne!
While all the chosen race Their Lord and Savior own,
The heathen nations bow the knee And ev'ry tongue sounds praise to thee.

Come, Sing to the Lord, p.10 - Gerrit de Jong, Jr.

Come, sing to the Lord, his name to praise. He in these latter days did raise A prophet to his name,
The blessed gospel to restore. Come, sing to the Lord, his name adore!
The prophets of old beheld this day, Its glory told in wondrous lay. They saw our prophet dear,
Who times of fulness ushered in. Come, sing to the Lord, his praises ring!
The keys of the pristhood of our Lord To us in fulness are restored, Their blessings to bestow,
And pow'rs divine are manifest. Come, sing to the Lord, his name be blessed!

Come, Thou Glorious Day of Promise, p.50 - From Pratt's Collection, ca. 1830, alt.

Come, thou glorious day of promise; Come and spread thy cheerful ray,
When the scattered sheep of Israel Shall no longer go astray,
When hosannas, When hosannas With united voice they'll cry.
Lord, how long wilt thou be angry? Shall thy wrath forever burn?
Rise, redeem thine ancient people; Their transgressions from them turn.
King of Israel, King of Israel, Come and set thy people free.
Oh, that soon thou wouldst to Jacob Thy enliv'ning Spirit send!
Of their unbelief and misery Make, O Lord, a speedy end.
Lord, Messiah! Lord, Messiah! Prince of Peace o'er Israel reign.

Come unto Him, p.114 - Thoedore E. Curtis

I wander through the still of night, When solitude is ev'rywhere--
Alone, beneath the starry light, And yet I know that God is there.
I kneel upon the grass and pray; An answer comes without a voice.
It takes my burden all away And makes my aching heart rejoice.
When I am filled with strong desire And ask a boon of him, I see
No miracle of living fire, But what I ask flows into me.
And when the tempest rages high I feel no arm around me thrust,
But ev'ry storm goes rolling by When I repose in him my trust.
It matters not what may befall, What threat'ning hand hangs over me;
He is my rampart through it all, My refuge from mine enemy.
Come unto him all ye depressed, Ye erring souls whose eyes are dim,
Ye weary ones who long for rest. Come unto him! Come unto him!

Come unto Jesus, p.117 - Orson Pratt Huish

Come unto Jesus, ye heavy laden, Careworn and fainting, by sin oppressed.
He'll safely guide you unto that haven Where all who trust him my rest.
Come unto Jesus, He'll ever heed you, Though in the darkness you've gone astray.
His love will find you and gently lead you From darkest night into day.
Come unto Jesus; He'll surely hear you, If you in meekness plead for his love.
Oh, know you not that angels are near you From brightest mansions above?
Come unto Jesus from ev'ry nation, From ev'ry land and isle of the sea.
Unto the high and Lowly in station, Ever he calls, "Come to me."

Come, We that Love the Lord, 119 - Isaac Watts

Come, We that love the Lord, And let our joys be known.
Join in a song with sweet accord, And worship at his throne.
Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heav'nly King May speak their joys abroad.
The God who rules on high, And all the earth surveys--
Who rides upon the stormy sky And calms the roaring seas--
This mighty God is ours, Our Father and our Love.
He will send down his heav'nly pow'rs To carry us above.

Come, Ye Children of the Lord, p.58 - James H. Wallis

Come, ye children of the Lord, Let us sing with one accord.
Let us raise a joyful strain To our Lord who soon will reign
On this earth when it shall be Cleansed from all iniquity,
When all men from sin will cease, And will live in love and peace.
Oh, how joyful it will be When our Savior we shall see!
When in splendor he'll descend, Then all wickedness will end.
Oh, what songs we then will sing To our Savior, Lord, and King!
Oh, what love will then bear sway When our fears shall flee away!
All arrayed in spotless white, We will dwell 'mid truth and light.
We will sing the songs of praise; We will shout in joyous lays.
Earth shall then be cleansed from sin. Ev'ry living thing therein
Shall in love and beauty dwell; Then with joy each heart will swell.

Come, Ye Disconsolate, p.115 - Thomas Moore. Verse three, Thomas Hastings

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish; Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish. Earth has no sorrow that heav'n cannot heal.
Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, "Earth has no sorrow that heav'n cannot cure."
Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but heav'n can remove.

Come, Ye Thankful People, p.94 - Henry Alford

Come, ye thankful people come; Raise the song of harvest home.
All is safely gathered in Ere the winter storms begin.
God, our Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied.
Come to God's own temple, come; Raise the song of harvest home.
All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto his praise to yield,
Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown.
First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear.
Lord of harvest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.

Count Your Blessings, p.241 - Johnson Oatman, Jr.

When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed, When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings; name them one by one, And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done.
Are you ever burdened with a load of care? Does the cross seem heavy you are called to bear?
County your many blessings; ev'ry doubt will fly, And you will be singing as the days go by.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done.
When you look at others with their lands and gold, Think that Christ has promised you his wealth untold.
Count your many blessings; money cannot buy Your reward in heaven nor your home on high.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done.
So amid the conflict, whether great or small, Do not be discouraged; God is over all.
Count your many blessings; angels will attend, Help and comfort give you to your journey's end.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your blessings; See what God hath done.
Count your blessings; Name them one by one. Count your many blessings; See what God hath done.

Dear to the Heart of the Shepherd, p.221 - Mary B. Wingate

Dear to the heart of the shepherd, Dear are the sheep of his fold;
Dear is the love that he gives them, Dearer than silver or gold.
Dear to the heart of the Shepherd, Dear are his 'other" lost sheep;
Over the mountains he follows, Over the waters so deep.
Out in the desert they wander, Hungry and helpless and cold;
Off to the rescue he hastens, Bringing them back to the fold.
Dear to the heart of the Shepherd, Dear are the lambs of his fold;
Some from the pastures are straying, Hungry and helpless and cold.
See, the Good Shepherd is seeking, Seeking the lambs that are lost,
Bringing them in with rejoicing, Saved at such infinite cost.
Out in the desert they wander, Hungry and helpless and cold;
Off to the rescue he hastens, Bringing them back to the fold.
Dear to the heart of the Shepherd, Dear are the "Ninety and nine";
Dear are the sheep that have wandered Out in the desert to pine.
Hark! he is earnestly calling, Tenderly pleading today:
"Will you not seek for my lost ones, Off from my shelter astray?"
Out in the desert they wander, Hungry and helpless and cold;
Off to the rescue he hastens, Bringing them back to the fold.
Green are the pastures inviting; Sweet are the waters and still.
Lord, we will answer thee gladly, "Yes, blessed Master, we will!
Make us thy true undershepherds; Give us a love that is deep.
Send us out into the desert, Seeking thy wandering sheep."
Out in the desert they wander, Hungry and helpless and cold;
Off to the rescue he hastens, Bringing them back to the fold.

Dearest Children, God is Near You, p.96 - Charles L. Walker

Dearest children, God is near you, Watching o'er you day and night,
And delights to own and bless you, If you strive to do what's right.
He will bless you, He will bless you, If you put your trust in him..
Dearest children, holy angels Watch your actions night and day,
And they keep a faithful record Of the good and bad you say.
Cherish virtue! Cherish virtue! God will bless the pure in heart.
Children, God delights to teach you By his Holy Spirit's voice.
Quickly heed its holy promptings. Day by day you'll then rejoice.
Oh, prove faithful, Oh, prove faithful To your God and Zion's cause.

Did You Think to Pray? p.140 - Mary A. Pepper Kidder

Ere you left your room this morning, Did you think to pray?
In the name of Christ, our Savior, Did you sue for loving favor As a shield today?
Oh how praying rests the weary! Prayer will change the night to day.
So, when life gets dark and dreary, Don't forget to pray.
When your heart was filled with anger, Did you think to pray?
Did you plead for grace, my brother, That you might forgive another Who had crossed your way?
Oh how praying rests the weary! Prayer will change the night to day.
So, when life gets dark and dreary, Don't forget to pray.
When sore trials came upon you, Did you think to pray?
When your soul was full of sorrow, Balm of Gilead did you borrow At the gates of day?
Oh how praying rests the weary! Prayer will change the night to day.
So, when life gets dark and dreary, Don't forget to pray.

Do What Is Right, p.237 - Anonymous, The Psalms of Life, Boston, 1857.

Do what is right; the daydawn is breaking, Hailing a future of freedom and light.
Angels above us are silent notes taking Of ev'ry action; then do what is right!
Do what is right; let the consequence follow. Battle for freedom in spirit and might;
And with stout hearts look ye forth till tomorrow. God will protect you; then do what is right!
Do what is right; the shackles are falling. Chains of the bondsmen no longer are bright;
Lightened by hope, soon they'll cease to be galling. Truth goeth onward; then do what is right!
Do what is right; let the consequence follow. Battle for freedom in spirit and might;
And with stout hearts look ye forth till tomorrow. God will protect you; then do what is right!
Do what is right; be faithful and fearless. Onward, press onward, the goal is in sight.
Eyes that are wet now, ere long will be tearless. Blessings await you in doing what's right!
Do what is right; let the consequence follow. Battle for freedom in spirit and might;
And with stout hearts look ye forth till tomorrow. God will protect you; then do what is right!

Does the Journey Seem Long? p.127 - Joseph Fielding Smith

Does the journey seem long, The path rugged and steep?
Are there briars and thorns on the way?
Do sharp stones cut your feet As you struggle to rise
To the heights thru the heat of the day?
Is your heart faint and sad, Your soul weary within,
As you toil 'neath your burden of care?
Does the load heavy seem You are forced now to lift?
Is there no one your burden to share?
Let your heart be not faint Now the journey's begun;
There is One who still beckons to you.
So look upward in joy And take hold of his hand;
He will lead you to heights that are new--
A land holy and pure, Where all trouble doth end,
And your life shall be free from all sin,
Where no tears shall be shed, For no sorrows remain.
Take his hand and with him enter in.

Faith of Our Fathers, p.84 - Frederick W. Faber

Faith of our fathers, living still, In spite of dungeon, fire, and sword;
Oh, how our hearts beat high with joy Whene'er we hear that glorious word.
Faith of our fathers, holy faith, We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will strive To win all nations unto thee,
And thru the truth that comes from God, Mankind shall then be truly free.
Faith of our fathers, holy faith, We will be true to thee till death!
Faith of our fathers, we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife,
And preach thee, too, as love knows how, By kindly words and virtuous life.
Faith of our fathers, holy faith, We will be true to thee till death!

Families Can Be Together Forever, p.300 - Ruth M. Gardner (© 1980 LDS)

I have a family here on earth. They are so good to me.
I want to share my life with them through all eternity.
Fam'lies can be together forever Through Heav'nly Father's plan.
I always want to be with my own family, And the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.
While I am in my early years, I'll prepare most carefully,
So I can marry in God's temple for eternity.
Fam'lies can be together forever Through Heav'nly Father's plan.
I always want to be with my own family, And the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.

Far, Far Away on Judea's Plains, p.212 - John Menzies Macfarlane

Far, far away on Judea's plains, Shepherds of old heard the joyous strains:
Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest.
Peace on earth, good will to men; Peace on earth, good will to men.
Sweet are these strains of redeeming love, Message of mercy from heav'n above:
Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest.
Peace on earth, good will to men; Peace on earth, good will to men.
Lord, with the angels we too would rejoice; Help us to sing with the heart and voice:
Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest.
Peace on earth, good will to men; Peace on earth, good will to men.
Hasten the time when, from ev'ry clime, Men shall unite in the strains sublime:
Glory to God, Glory to God, Glory to God in the highest.
Peace on earth, good will to men; Peace on earth, good will to men.

Father, Cheer Our Souls Tonight, p.231 - Ellis Reynolds Shipp

Father, cheer our souls tonight; Lift our burdens, make them light.
Let thine all-pervading love Shine upon us from above.
Calm the surges of the soul; Bid the dark waves backward roll.
Let us all thy mercies feel Thru the pow'r thou dost reveal.
Bless our loved ones far away; Grant them health and peace, we pray.
In their hearts let holy light Beam to guide their steps aright.
Let implicit faith and trust Help us know thy ways are just.
May thine ever-tender love Lead our hearts to thee above.

Father in Heaven, p.133 - Angus S. Hibbard

Father in Heaven, in thy love abounding,
Hear these thy children thru the world resounding.
Firm is our trust in thee for peace enduring, Ever abiding.
Filled be our hearts with peace beyond comparing,
Peace in thy world, and joy to hearts despairing.
Firm is our trust in thee for peace enduring, Ever enduring.
God of our fathers, strengthen ev'ry nation
In thy great peace where only is salvation.
So may the world its future spread before thee, Thus to adore thee.

Father in Heaven, We Do Believe, p.180 - Parley P. Pratt

Father in Heav'n, we do believe The promise thou hast made;
Thy word with meekness we receive, Just as thy Saints have said.
We now repent of all our sin And come with broken heart,
And to thy covenant enter in And choose the better part.
O Lord, accept us while we pray, And all our sins forgive;
New life impart to us this day, And bid the sinners live.
Humbly we take the sacrament In Jesus' blessed name;
Let us receive thru covenant The Spirit's heav'nly flame.

Father, Thy Children to Thee Now Raise, p.91 - Evan Stephens

Father, thy children to thee now raise Glad, grateful songs for thy love and grace,
For thy protecting and watchful care Over thy Saints dwelling far and near;
Grateful to thee for the gospel light, Which with its truth fills us with delight,
Glad that we've chosen the better part. Songs of delight fill each grateful heart.
Oh, may our songs to thy courts ascend; Pleasing to thee may our voices blend.
Lead us as thou hast the faithful led; Feed us with knowledge and daily bread.
Let us not stray from the paths of truth; Forgive the folly and faults of youth.
Father, accept thou the songs of praise Which from our hearts unto thee we raise.

For the Beauty of the Earth, p.92 - Folliott S. Pierpoint

For the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night,
hill and vale, and tree and flow'r, Sun and moon, and stars of light,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child,
Friends on earth, and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild,
Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise.

For the Strength of the Hills, p.35 - Felicia D. Hemans; adapted by Edward L. Sloan

For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God;
Thou has made thy children mighty By the touch of the mountain sod.
Thou hast lefd thy chosen Israel To freedom's last abode;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God.
At the hands of foul oppressors, We've borne and suffered long;
Thou hast been our help in weakness, And thy pow'r hath made us strong.
Amid ruthless foes outnumbered, In weariness we trod;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God.
Thou hast led us here in safety Where the mountain bulwark stands
As the guardian of the loved ones Thou has brought from many lands.
For the rock and for the river, The valley's fertile sod;
For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God.
We are watchers of a beacon Whose light must never die;
We are guardians of an altar 'Midst the silence of the sky.
Here the rocks yield founts of courage, Struck forth as by thy rod;
For the srength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God.

From All That Dwell Below the Skies, p.90 - Isaac Watts

From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
In ev'ry land begin the song; To ev'ry land the strains belong.
In cheerful sounds all voices raise And fill the world dwith loudest praise.
Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; In songs of praise divinely sing.
The great salvation loud proclaim, And shout for joy the Savior's name.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word.
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.

Gently Raise the Sacred Strain, p.146 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Gently raise the sacred strain, For the Sabbath's come again
That man may rest,That man may rest, And return his thanks to God
For his blessings to the blest, For his blessings to the blest.
Holy day, devoid of strife-- Let us seek eternal life,
That great reward, That great reward, And partake the sacrament
In remembrance of our Lord, In remembrance of our Lord.
Sweetly swells the solemn sound While we bring our gifts around
Of broken hearts, Of broken hearts, As a willing sacrifice,
Showing what his grace imparts, Showing what his grace imparts.
Holy, holy is the Lord. Precious, precious is his word:
Repent and live, Repent and live; Tho your sins be crimson red,
Oh, repent, and he'll forgive. Oh, repent, and he'll forgive.

Glorious Things Are Sung of Zion, 48 - William W. Phelps

Glorious things are sung of Zion, Enoch's city seen of old,
Where the righteous, being perfect, Walked with God in streets of gold.
Love and virtue, faith and wisdom, Grace and gifts were all combined.
As himself each loved his neighbor; All were one in heart and mind.
There they shunn'd the pow'r of Satan And observed celestial laws;
For in Adam-ondi-Ahman Zion rose where Eden was.
When beyond the pow'r of evil, So that none could covet wealth,
One continual feast of blessings Crown'd their days with peace and health.
Then the tow'rs of Zion glittered Like the sun in yonder skies,
And the wicked stood and trembled, Filled with wonder and surprise.
Then their faith and works were perfect; Lo, they followed their great Head!
So the city went to heaven, And the world said, "Zion's fled!"
When the Lord returns with Zion, And we hear the watchman cry,
Then we'll surely be united, And we'll all see eye to eye.
Then we'll mingle with the angels, And the Lord will bless his own.
Then the earth will be as Eden, And we'll know as we are known.

Glorious Things of Thee Are Spoken, p.46 - John Newton. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God!
He whose word cannot be broken Chose thee for his own abode.
on the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake our sure repose?
With salvation's wall surrounded, Thou may'st smile on all thy foes.
See! the streams of living waters, Springing from celestial love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters And all fear of drought remove.
Round each habitation hov'ring, See the cloud and fire appear
For a glory and a cov'ring, Showing that the Lord is near.
Blest inhabitants of Zion, Purchased by the Savior's blood;
Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God.
While in love his Saints he raises With himself to reign as King,
All, as priests, his solemn praises For thank-off'rings freely bring.

Glory to God on High, p.67 - James Allen

Glory to God on high! Let heav'n and earth reply. Praise ye his name.
His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore. Sing aloud evermore: Worthy the Lamb!
Jesus, our Lord and God, Bore sin's tremendous load. Praise ye his name.
Tell what his arm has done, What spoils from death he won. Sing his great name alone: Worthy the Lamb!
Let all the hosts above Join in one song of love, Praising his name.
To him ascribed be Honor and majesty Thru all eternity: Worthy the Lamb!

God Be with You Till We Meet Again, p.152 - Jeremiah E. Rankin

God be with you till we meet again; By his counsels guide, uphold you;
With his sheep securely fold you. God be with you till we meet again.
Till we meet, till we meet, Till we meet at Jesus' feet,
Till we meet, till we meet, God be with you till we meet again.
God be with you till we meet again; When life's perils thick confound you,
Put his arms unfailing round you. God be with you till we meet again.
Till we meet, till we meet, Till we meet at Jesus' feet,
Till we meet, till we meet, God be with you till we meet again.
God be wtih you till we meet again; Keep love's banner flotaing o'er you;
Smite death's thret'ning wave before you. God be with you till we meet again.
Till we meet, till we meet, Till we meet at Jesus' feet,
Till we meet, till we meet, God be with you till we meet again.

God Is in His Holy Temple, p.132 - Anonymous, Hymns of the Spirit, 1864.

God is in his holy temple. Earthly thoughts be silent now,
While with rev'rence we assemble And before his presence bow.
He is with us, now and ever, When we call upon his name,
Aiding ev'ry good endeavor, Guiding ev'ry upward aim.
God is in his holy temple, in the pure and holy mind,
In the rev'rent heart and simple, In the soul from sin refined.
Banish then each base emotion. Lift us up, O Lord, to thee;
Let our souls, in pure devotion, Temples for thy worship be.

God Is Love, p.87 - Thomas R. Taylor, alt. Included in the first LDS hynmbook, 1835.

Earth, with her ten thousand flow'rs, Air, with all its beams and show'rs,
Heaven's infinite expanse, Bea's resplendent countenance--
All around and all above Bear this record: God is love.
Sounds among the vales and hills, In the woods and by the rills,
Of the breeze and of the bird, By the gentle murmur stirred--
Sacred songs, beneath, above, Have one chorus: God is love.
All the hopes that sweetly start From the fountain of the heart,
All the bliss that ever comes To our earthly human homes,
All the voices from above Sweetly whisper: God is love.

God Moves in a Mysterious Way, p.285 - William Cowper

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm.
Ye fearful Saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break In blessings on your head.
His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err And scan his works in vain;
God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.

God of Our Fathers, We Come unto Thee, p.76 - Charles W. Penrose

God of our fathers, we come unto thee, Children of those whom thy truth has made free.
Grant us the joy of thy presence today; Never from thee let us stray!
Never! Never! Never from thee let us stray! Ever! Ever! Ever to thee will we pray!
Grateful for all that thy bounty imparts, Praises we offer with voices and hearts.
Life of our being, and sun of our day, Never from thee let us stray!
Never! Never! Never from thee let us stray! Ever! Ever! Ever to thee will we pray!
Blest with the gifts of the gospel of peace, Dwelling in Zion, whose light shall increase,
Led by the priesthood along the bright way, Never from thee let us stray!
Never! Never! Never from thee let us stray! Ever! Ever! Ever to thee will we pray!
Strengthened by thee for the conflict with sin, Onward we'll press till life's battle we'll win;
Then in thy glory forever we'll stay; Never from thee let us stray!
Never! Never! Never from thee let us stray! Ever! Ever! Ever to thee will we pray!

God of Our Fathers, Whose Almighty Hand, p.78 - Daniel C. Roberts

God of our fathers, whose almighty hand Leads forth in battle all the starry band
Of shining worlds in splendor thru the skies, Our grateful songs before thy throne arise.
Thy love divine hath led us in the past; In this free land by thee our lot is cast.
Be thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide, and Stay; Thy word our law, thy paths our chosen way.
From war's alarms, from deadly pestilence; Be thy strong arm our eversure defense.
Thy true religion in our hearts increase. Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace.

God, Our Father, Hear Us Pray, p.170 - Annie Pinnock Malin

God, our Father, hear us pray; Send thy grace this holy day.
As we take of emblems blest, on our Savior's love we rest.
Grant us, Father, grace divine; May thy smile upon us shine.
As we eat the broken bread, Thine approval on us shed.
As we drink the water clear, Let thy Spirit linger near.
Pardon faults, O Lord, we pray; Bless our efforts day by day.

God Save the King, p.341 - Anonymous, 18th century

God save our gracious king! Long live our noble king! God save the king!
Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us; God save the king!
Thy choicest gifts in store On him be pleased to pour; Long may he reign!
May he defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice, God save the king!

God Speed the Right, p.106 - William E. Hickson

Now to heav'n our prayer ascending, God speed the right;
In a noble cause contending, God speed the right.
Be our zeal in heav'n recorded, With success on earth rewarded.
God speed the right. God speed the right.
Be that prayer again repeated, God speed the right;
Ne'er despairing, though defeated, God speed the right.
Like the great and good in story, If we fail, we fail with glory.
God speed the right. God speed the right.
Patient, firm, and persevering, God speed the right;
No event nor danger fearing, God speed the right.
Pains, nor toils, nor trials heeding, And in heav'n's good time succeeding.
God speed the right. God speed the right.

Great God, Attend While Zion Sings, p.88 - Isaac Watts

Great God, attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs.
To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace,
No tents of ease or thrones of pow'r Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
God is our sun; he makes our day. God is our shield; he guards our way
From all assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and fears within.

Great God, to Thee My Evening Song, p.164 - Anne Steele

Great God, to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise;
Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue And fill my heart with lively praise.
My days, unclouded as they pass, And ev'ry onward rolling hour
Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and pow'r.
With hope in thee mine eyelids close; With sleep refresh my feeble frame.
Safe in thy care may I repose And wake with praises to thy name.

Great Is the Lord, p.77 - Eliza R. Snow. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Great is the Lord; 'tis good to praise His high and holy name.
Well may thy Saints in latter days His wondrous love proclaim.
The Comforter is sent again; His pow'r the Church attends,
And with the faithful will remain Till Jesus Christ descends.
We'll praise him for a prophet's voice, His people's teps to guide;
In this we do and will rejoice, Tho all the world deride.
To praise him let us all engage, For unto us is giv'n
To live in this momentous age And share the light of heav'n.

Guide Me to Thee, p.101 - Orson Pratt Huish

Jesus, my Savior true, Guide me to thee. Help me thy will to do. Guide me to thee.
E'en in the darkest night As in the morning bright, Be thou my beacon light. Guide me to thee.
Through this dark world of strife, Guide me to thee. Teach me a better life. Guide me to thee.
Let thy redeeming pow'r Be with me ev'ry hour. Be thou my safety tow'r. Guide me to thee.
When strife and sin arise, Guide me to thee. When tears bedim my eyes, Guide me to thee.
When hopes are crushed and dead, When earthly joys are fled, Thy glory round me shed. Guide me to thee.
When silent death draws near, Guide me to thee. Calm thou my trembling fear. Guide me to thee.
Let me thy mercy prove. Let thy enduring love Guide me to heav'n above. Guide me to thee.

Guide Us, O Thou Great Jehovah, p.83 - William Williams. First verse trans. by Peter Williams. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Guide us, Oh thou great Jehovah, Guide us to the promised land.
We are weak, but thou art able; Hold us with thy pow'rful hand.
Holy Spirit, Holy Spirit, Feed us till the Savior comes, Savior comes. Feed us till the Savior comes.
Open, Jesus, Zion's fountains; Let her richest blessings come.
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Guard us to this holy home.
Great Redeemer, Great Redeemer, Bring, oh, bring the welcome day, welcome day! Bring, oh, bring the welcome day!
When the earth begins to tremble, Bid our fearful thoughts be still;
When thy judgments spread destruction, Keep us safe on Zion's hill.
Singing praises, Singing praises, Songs of glory unto thee, unto thee, Songs of glory unto thee.

Hail to the Brightness of Zion's Glad Morning! p.42 - Thomas Hastings

Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain!
Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning, Zion in triumph begins her glad reign.
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning, Long by the prophets of Israel foretold!
Hail to the millions from bondage returning! Gentiles and Jews the glad vision behold
Lo! in the desert the flowers are springing; Streams ever copious, are gliding along.
Loud from the mountaintops echoes are ringing; Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song.
Hark! from all lands, from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah ascending on high.
Fallen the engines of war and commotion; Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.

Hark! the Herald Angels Sing, p.209 - Charles Wesley

Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!
Joyful, all ye nations, rise; Join the triumph of the skies;
With th'angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem!
Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn king.
Hail! the heav'nborn Prince of Peace! Hail! the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King!

Have I Done Any Good? p.223 - Will L. Thompson

Have I done any good in the world today? Have I helped anyone in need?
Have I cheered up the sad and made someone feel glad? If not, I have failed indeed.
Has anyone's burden been lighter today Because I was willing to share?
Have the sick and the weary been helped on their way? When they needed my help was I there?
Then wake up and do something more Than dream of your mansion above.
Doing good is a pleasure, a joy beyond measure, A blessing of duty and love.
There are chances for work all around just now, Opportunities right in our way.
Do not let them pass by, saying, "Sometime I'll try," But go and do something today.
'Tis noble of man to work and to give; Love's labor has merit alone.
Only he who does something helps others to live. To God each good work will be known.
Then wake up and do something more Than dream of your mansion above.
Doing good is a pleasure, a joy beyond measure, A blessing of duty and love.

He Died! The Great Redeemer Died, p.192 - Isaac Watts. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

He died! The great Redeemer died, And Israel's daughters wept around.
A solemn darkenss veiled the sky; A sudden trembling shook the grouond.
Come, Saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groaned beneath your load;
He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of precious blood.
Here's love and grief beyond degree; The Lord of glory died for men.
But lo! what sudden joys were heard! The Lord, though dead, revided again.
The rising Lord forsook the tomb. In vain the tomb forbade him rise.
Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.

He Is Risen! p.199 - Cecil Frances Alexander

He is risen! He is risen! Tell it out with joyful voice.
He has burst his three days' prison; Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
Death is conquered, man is free. Christ has won the victory.
Come with high and holy hymning; Chant our Lord's triumphant lay.
Not one darksome cloud is dimming Yonder glorious morning ray,
Breaking o'er the purple east, Symbol of our Easter feast.
He is risen! He is risen! He hath opened heaven's gate.
We are free from sin's dark prison, Risen to a holier state.
And a brighter Easter beam On our longing eyes shall stream.

High on the Mountain Top, p.5 - Joel H. Johnson

High on the mountain top A banner is unfurled.
Ye nations, now look up; It waves to all the world.
In Deseret's sweet, peaceful land, On Zion's mount behold it stand!
For God remembers still His promise made of old
That he on Zioni's hill Truth's standard would unfold!
Her light should there attract the gaze Of all the world in latter days.
His house shall there be reared, His glory to display,
And people shall be heard In distant lands to say;
We'll now go up and serve the Lord, Obey his truth and learn his word.
For there we shall be taught The law that will go forth,
With truth and wisdom fraught, To govern all the earth.
Forever there his ways we'll tread, And save ourselves with all our dead.

Hope of Israel, p.259 - Joseph L. Townsend

Hope of Israel, Zion's army, Children of the promised day,
See, the Chieftain signals onward, And the battle's in array!
Hope of Israel, rise in might With the sword of truth and right;
Sound the warcry, "Watch and pray!" Vanquish ev'ry foe today.
See the foe in countless numbers, Marshaled in the ranks of sin.
Hope of Israel, on to battle; Now the vict'ry we must win!
Hope of Israel, rise in might With the sword of truth and right;
Sound the warcry, "Watch and pray!" Vanquish ev'ry foe today.
Strike for Zion, down with error; Flash the sword above the foe!
Ev'ry stroke disarms a foeman; Ev'ry step we conq'ring go.
Hope of Israel, rise in might With the sword of truth and right;
Sound the warcry, "Watch and pray!" Vanquish ev'ry foe today.
Soon the battle will be over; Ev'ry foe of truth be down.
Onward, onward, youth of Zion; Thy reward the victor's crown.
Hope of Israel, rise in might With the sword of truth and right;
Sound the warcry, "Watch and pray!" Vanquish ev'ry foe today.

How Firm a Foundation, p.85 - Attr. to Robert Keen. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

How firm a foundtaion, ye Saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word!
What more can he say than to you he hath said,
Who unto the Savior, who unto the Savior, Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled?
In ev'ry condition--in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale or abounding in wealth,
At home or abroad, on the land or the sea--
As thy days may demand, as thy days may demand, As thy days may demand, so thy succor shall be.
Fear not, I am with thee; oh, be not dismayed, For I am thy God and will still give thee aid.
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand,
Upheld by my righteous, upheld by my righteous, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand.

How Gentle God's Commands, 125 - Philip Doddridge

How gentle God's commands! How kind his precepts are!
Come, cast your burdens on the Lord And trust his constant care.
Beneath his watchful eye, His Saints securely dwell;
That hand which bears all nature up Shall guard his children well.
Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind?
Haste to your Heav'nly Father's throne And sweet refreshment find.
His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day;
I'll drop my burden at his feet And bear a song away.

How Great the Wisdom and the Love, p.195 - Eliza R. Snow

How great the wisdom and the love That filled the courts on high
And sent the Savior from above To suffer, bleed, and die!
His precious blood he freely spilt; His life he freely gave,
A sinless sacrifice for guilt, A dying world to save.
By strict obedience Jesus won The prize with glory rife:
"Thy will, O God, not mine be done," adorned his mortal life.
He marked the path and led the way, And ev'ry point defines
To light and life and endless day Where God's full presence shines.
In mem'ry of the broken flesh We eat the broken bread,
And witness with the cup, afresh, Our faith in Christ, our Head.
How great, how glorious, how complete, Redemption's grand design,
Where justice, love, and mercy meet In harmony divine!

How Long, O Lord Most Holy and True, p.126 - John A. Widtsoe

How long, O Lord most holy and true, Shall shadowed hope our joy delay?
Our hearts confess, our souls believe Thy truth, thy truth, thy light, thy will, thy way!
Thy truth has made our prison bright; Thy light has dimmed the dying past.
We bend beneath thy loving will And seek thy onward, onward path at last.
Eternal Father, gentle Judge! Speed on the day, redemption's hour.
Set up thy kingdom; from thy house Unlock for us, For us the prison tow'r.
From grim confusion's awful depth The wail of hosts, faith's urgent plea:
Release our anguished, weary souls; Swing wide, swing wide the gates, and set us free!

How Wondrous and Great, p.267 - Henry U. Onderdonk

How wondrous and great Thy works, God of praise! How just, King of Saints, And true are thy ways!
Oh, who shall not fear thee And honor thy name? Thou only art holy, Thou only supreme.
To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown. Their worship and vows Shall come to thy throne.
Thy truth and thy judgments Shall spread all abroad, Till earth's ev'ry people Confess thee their God.

I Am a Child of God, h.301 - Naomi W. Randall, Adopted from the children's hymns.

I am a child of God, And he has sent me here,
Has given me an earthly home With parents kind and dear.
Lead me, guide me, walk beside me, Help me find the way,
Teach me all that I must do, To live with him some day.
I am a child of God, And so my needs are great;
Help me to understand his words Before it grows too late.
Lead me, guide me, walk beside me, Help me find the way,
Teach me all that I must do, To live with him some day.
I am a child of God, Rich blessings are in store;
If I but learn to do his will I'll live with him once more.
Lead me, guide me, walk beside me, Help me find the way,
Teach me all that I must do, To live with him some day.

I Have Work Enough to Do, p.224 - Josephine Pollard

I have work enough to do, Ere the sun goes down,
For myself and kindred too, Ere the sun goes down:
Ev'ry idle whisper stilling With a purpose firm and willing,
All my daily tasks fulfilling, Ere the sun goes down.
I must speak the loving word, Ere the sun goes down.
I must let my voice be heard, Ere the sun goes down:
Ev'ry cry of pity heeding, For the injured interceding,
To the light the lost ones leading, Ere the sun goes down.
As I journey on my way, Ere the sun goes down,
God's commands I must obey, Ere the sun goes down.
There are sins that need confessing; There are wrongs that need redressing
If I would obtain the blessing, Ere the sun goes down.

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day, p.214 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I heard the bells on Christmas day Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men.
I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along th' unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head: "There is no peace on earth," I said,
"For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to men."
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:" God is not dead, nor doth he sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail, With peace on earth, good will to men."
Till, ringing, singing, on its way, The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime, Of peace on earth, good will to men!

I Know That My Redeemer Lives, p.136 - Samuel Medley, included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

I know that my redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives.
He lives, he lives, who once was dead. He lives, my everliving Head.
He lives to bless me with his love. He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed. He lives to bless in time of need.
He lives to grant me rich supply. He lives to guide me with his eye.
He lives to comfort me when faith. He lives to hear my soul's complaint.
He lives to silence all my fears. He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled heart. He lives all blessings to impart.
He lives, my kind, wise heav'nly Friend. He lives and loves me to the end.
He lives, and while he lives, I'll sing. He lives, my Prophet, Priest and King.
He lives and grants me daily breath. He lives, and I shall conquer death.
He lives my mansion to prepare. He lives to bring me safely there.
He lives! All glory to his name! He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: "I know that my redeemer lives!"
He lives! All glory to his name! He lives, my Savior, still the same.
Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: "I know that my redeemer lives!"

I Need Thee Every Hour, p.98 - Annie S. Hawkes

I need the every hour, Most gracious Lord. No tender voice like thine Can peace afford.
I need thee, oh, I need thee; Ev'ry hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee!
I need thee every hour, Stay thou nearby. Temptations lose their pow'r When thou art nigh.
I need thee, oh, I need thee; Ev'ry hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee!
I need thee every hour, In joy or pain. Come quickly and abide, Or life is vain.
I need thee, oh, I need thee; Ev'ry hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee!
I need thee every hour, Most holy One. Oh, make me thine indeed, Thou blessed Son!
I need thee, oh, I need thee; Ev'ry hour I need thee! Oh, bless me now, my Savior; I come to thee!

I Stand All Amazed, p.193 - Charles H. Gabriel

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me, Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified, That for me, a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.
Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me! Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!
I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine To rescue a soul so rebellious and pride as mine,
That he should extend his great love unto such as I, Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.
Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me! Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!
I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt! Such mercy, such love and devotion can I forget?
No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat, Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet.
Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me enough to die for me! Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me!

I'll Go Where You Want Me to Go, p.270 - Mary Brown

It may not be on the mountain height Or over the stormy sea,
It may not be at the battle's front My Lord will have need of me.
But if, by a still, small voice he calls To paths that I do not know,
I'll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in thine; I'll go where you want me to go.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, Over mountain or plain or sea;
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord; I'll be what you want me to be.
Perhaps today there are loving words Which Jesus would have me speak
There may be now in the paths of sin Some wand'rer whom I should seek.
O Savior, if thou wilt be my guide, Tho dark and rugged the way,
My voice shall echo the message sweet; I'll say what you want me to say.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, Over mountain or plain or sea;
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord; I'll be what you want me to be.
There's surely somewhere a lowly place In earth's harvest fields so wide
Where I may labor through life's short day For Jesus, the Crucified.
So trusting my all to thy tender care, And knowing thou lovest me,
I'll do thy will with a heart sincere: I'll be what you want me to be.
I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, Over mountain or plain or sea;
I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord; I'll be what you want me to be.

I'm a Pilgrim, I'm a Stranger, p.121 - Hans H. Petersen

I'm a pilgrim, I'm a stranger Cast upon the rocky shore
Of a land where deathly danger Surges with a sullen roar,
Oft despairing, oft despairing, Lest I reach my home no more.
Misty vapors rise before me. Scarcely can I see the way.
Clouds of darkest hue hang o'er me, And I'm apt to go astray
With the many, with the many That are now the vulture's prey.
O my Father, I entreat thee, Let me see thy beck'ning hand;
And when straying, may I meet thee, Ere I join the silent band.
Guide me, Father, guide me, Father, Safely to the promised land.

Improve the Shining Moments, p.226 - Robert B. Baird

Improve the shining moments; Don't let them pass you by.
Work while the sun is radiant; Work, for the night draws nigh.
We cannot bid the sunbeams To lengthen out their stay,
Nor can we ask the shadow To ever stay away.
Time flies on wings of lightning; We cannot call it back.
It comes, then passes forward Along its onward track.
And if we are not minddful, The chance will fade away,
For life is quick in passing. 'Tis as a single day.
As wintertime doth follow The pleasant summer days,
So may our joys all vanish And pass for from our gaze.
Then should we not endeavor Each day some point to gain,
That we may here be useful And ev'ry wrong disdain?
Improve each shining moment. in this you are secure,
For promptness bringeth safety And blessings rich and pure.
Let prudence guide your actions; Be honest in your heart;
And God will love and bless you And help to you impart.

In Hymns of Praise, p.75 - Ada Blenkhorn

In hymns of praise your voices raise To him who reigns on high,
Whose counsels keep the mighty deep, Who ruleth earth and sky.
Exalt his name in loud acclaim; His mighty pow'r adore!
And humbly bow before him now, Our King forevermore.
Beneath his hand, at his command, The shining planets move;
To all below they daily show His wisdom and his love.
Exalt his name in loud acclaim; His mighty pow'r adore!
And humbly bow before him now, Our King forevermore.
The little flow'r that lasts an hour, The sparrow in its fall,
They, too, shall share his tender care; He made and loves them all.
Exalt his name in loud acclaim; His mighty pow'r adore!
And humbly bow before him now, Our King forevermore.
Then sing again in lofty strain To him who dwells on high;
To prayers you raise, and songs of praise, He sweetly will reply.
Exalt his name in loud acclaim; His mighty pow'r adore!
And humbly bow before him now, Our King forevermore.

In Our Lovely Deseret, p.307 - Eliza R. Snow

In our lovely Deseret, Where the Saints of God have met, There's a multitude of children all around.
They are generous and brave; They have precious souls to save; They must listen and obey the gospel's sound.
Hark! hark! hark! 'tis children's music-- Children's voices, oh, how sweet,
When in innocence and love, Like the angels up above, They will happy hearts and cheerful faces meet.
That the children may live long And be beautiful and strong, Tea and coffee and tobacco they despise,
Drink no liquor, and they eat But a very little meat; They are seeking to be great and good and wise.
Hark! hark! hark! 'tis children's music-- Children's voices, oh, how sweet,
When in innocence and love, Like the angels up above, They will happy hearts and cheerful faces meet.
They should be instructed young How to watch and guard the tongue, And their tempers train and evil passions bind;
They should always be polite, And treat ev'rybody right, And in ev'ry place be affable and kind.
Hark! hark! hark! 'tis children's music-- Children's voices, oh, how sweet,
When in innocence and love, Like the angels up above, They will happy hearts and cheerful faces meet.
They must not forget to pray, Night and morning ev'ry day, For the Lord to keep them safe from ev'ry ill,
And assist them to do right, That with all their mind and might, They may love him and may learn to do his will.
Hark! hark! hark! 'tis children's music-- Children's voices, oh, how sweet,
When in innocence and love, Like the angels up above, They will happy hearts and cheerful faces meet.

In Remembrance of Thy Suffering, p.183 - Evan Stephens

In remembrance of thy suff'ring, Lord, these emblems we partake,
When thyself thou gav'st an off'ring, Dying for the sinner's sake.
We've forgiven as thou biddest All who've trespassed against us.
Lord, forgive, as we've forgiven, All thou seest amiss in us.
Purify our hearts, our Savior; Let us go not far astray,
That we may be counted worthy Of thy Spirit day by day.
When temptations are before us, Give us strength to overcome.
Always guard us in our wand'rings Till we leave our earthly home.
When thou comest in thy glory To this earth to rule and reign,
And with faithful ones partakest Of the bread and wine again,
May we be among the number Worthy to surround the board,
And partake anew the emblems Of the suff'rings of our Lord.

Israel, Israel, God is Calling, p.7 - Richard Smyth

Israel, Israel, God is calling, Calling thee from lands of woe.
Babylon the great is falling; God shall all her tow'rs o'erthrow.
Come to Zion, come to Zion Ere his floods of anger flow.
Come to Zion, come to Zion Ere his floods of anger flow.
Israel, Israel, God is speaking, Hear your great Deliv'rer's voice!
Now a glorious morn is breaking For the people of his choice.
Come to Zion, come to Zion, And within her walls rejoice.
Come to Zion, come to Zion, And within her walls rejoice.
Israel, angels are descending From celestial worlds on high,
And to man their pow'r extending, That the Saints may homeward fly.
Come to Zion, come to Zion, For your coming Lord is nigh.
Come to Zion, come to Zion, For your coming Lord is nigh.
Israel! Israel! Canst thou linger Still in error's gloomy ways?
Mark how judgment's pointing finger Justifies no vain delays.
Come to Zion, come to Zion! Zion's walls shall ring with praise.
Come to Zion, come to Zion! Zion's walls shall ring with praise.

It Came Upon the Midnight Clear, p.207 - Edmund H. Sears

It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, good will to men From heav'n's all-gracious King."
The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing.
Still thru the cloven skies they come With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heav'nly music floats O'er all the weary world.
Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hov'ring wing,
And ever o'er its babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
For lo! the days are hast'ning on, By prophets seen of old,
When with the evercircling years Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heav'n and earth shall own The Prince of Peace their King.
And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing.

Jehovah, Lord of Heaven and Earth, p.269 - Anonymous

Jehovah, Lord of heav'n and earth, Thy word of truth proclaim!
Oh, may it spread from pole to pole, Till all shall know thy name;
Oh, may it spread from pole to pole, Till all shall know thy name.
We long to see thy Church increase, Thine own new kingdom grow,
That all the earth may live in peace, And heav'n be seen below;
That all the earth may live in peace, And heav'n be seen below.
Roll on thy work in all its pow'r! The distant nations bring!
In thy new kingdom may they stand, And own thee God and King;
In thy new kingdom may they stand, And own thee God and King.
One general chorus then shall rise From men of ev'ry tongue,
And songs of joy salute the skies, By ev'ry nation sung;
And songs of joy salute the skies, By ev'ry nation sung.

Jesus, Lover of My Soul, 102 - Charles Wesley

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 Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past.
Safe into the haven guide; Oh, receive my soul at last.
Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on thee.
Leave, oh, leave me not alone; Still support and comfort me.
All my turst on thee is stayed; All my help from thee I bring.
Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of thy wing.

Jesus of Nazareth, Savior and King, p.181 - Hugh W. Dougall

Jesus of Nazareth, Savior and King! Triumphant over death, Life thou didst bring,
Leaving thy Father's throne, On earth to live; Thy work to do alone, Thy life to give.
While of this broken bread Humbly we eat, Our thoughts to thee are led In rev'rence sweet.
Bruised, broken, torn for us On Calvary's hill-- Thy suff'ring borne for us Lives with us still.
As to our lips the cup Gently we press, Our hearts are lifted up, Thy name we bless!
Guide us where'er we go, Till in the end Life evermore we'll know Through thee, our Friend.

Jesus, Once of Humble Birth, 196 - Parley P. Pratt

Jesus, once of humble birth, Now in glory comes to earth.
Once he suffered grief and pain; Now he comes on earth to reign. Now he comes on earth to reign.
Once a meek and lowly Lamb, Now the Lord, the great I Am.
Once upon the cross he bowed; Now his chariot is the cloud. Now his chariot is the cloud.
Once he groaned in blood and tears; Now in glory he appears.
Once rejected by his own, Now their King he shall be known. Now their King he shall be known.
Once forsaken, left alone, Now exalted to a throne.
Once all things he meekly bore, But he now will bear no more. But he now will bear no more.

Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me, p.104 - Edward Hopper

Jesus, Savior, pilot me Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll, Hiding rock and treach'rous shoal
Chart and compass came from thee: Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
As a mother stills her child, Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boist'rous waves obey thy will When thou say'st to them,"Be still!"
Wondrous Sov'reign of the sea, Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
When at last I near the shore; And the fearful breakers roar
'Twixt me and the peaceful rest, Then, while leaning on thy breast,
May I hear thee say to me, "Fear not: I will pilot thee."

Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee, p.141 - Attr. to Bernard of Clairvaux. Trans. by Edward Caswall.

Jesus, the very thought of thee With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see And in thy presence rest.
Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mem'ry find
A sweeter sound than thy blest name, O Savior of mankind!
O hope of ev'ry contrite heart, O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind thou art! How good to those who seek!
Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be;
Jesus, be thou or glory now, And thru eternity.

Joseph Smith's First Prayer, p.26 - George Manwaring

Oh, how lovely was the morning! Radiant beamed the sun above.
Bees were humming, sweet birds singing, Music ringing thru the grove,
When within the shady woodland Joseph sought the God of love,
When within the shady woodland Joseph sought the God of love.
Humbly kneeling, sweet appealing--'Twas the boy's first uttered prayer--
When the pow'rs of sin assailing Filled his soul with deep despair;
But undaunted, still he trusted in his Heav'nly Father's care,
but undaunted, still he trusted in his Heav'nly Father's care.
Suddenly a light descended, Brighter far than noonday sun,
And a shining glorious pillar O'er him fell, around him shone,
While appeared two heav'nly beings, God the Father and the Son,
While appeared two heav'nly beings, God the Father and the Son.
"Joseph, this is my Beloved; Hear him!" Oh, how sweet the word!
Joseph's humble prayer was answered, And he listened to the Lord.
Oh, what rapture filled his bosom, For he saw the living God;
Oh, what rapture filled his bosom, For he saw the living God.

Joy To the World, p.201 - Isaac Watts. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Joy to the world, the Lord is come; Let earth receive her King!
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, And Saints and angels sing, And Saints and angels sing,
And Saints, and Saints and angels sing.
Rejoice! Rejoice when Jesus reigns, And Saints their songs employ,
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains Repeat the sounding joy, Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, Repeat the sounding joy.
No more will sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground;
He'll come and make the blessings flow Far as the curse was found, Far as the curse was found,
Far as, far as the curse was found.
Rejoice! Rejoice in the Most High, While Israel spreads abroad
Like stars that glitter in the sky, And ever worship God, And ever worship God,
And ever, and ever worship God.

Lead, Kindly Light, p.97 - John Henry Newman

Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom; Lead thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home; Lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene--one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that thou Shouldst lead me on.
I loved to choose and see my path; but now, Lead thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years.
So long thy pow'r hath blest me, sure it still Will lead me on
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone.
And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile!

Lean on My Ample Arm, p.120 - Theodore E. Curtis

Lean on my ample arm, O thou depressed! And I will bid the storm Cease in thy breast.
Whate'er thy lot may be On life's complaining sea, If thou wilt come to me, Thou shalt have rest.
Lift up thy tearful eyes, Sad heart, to me; I am the sacrifice Offered for thee.
In me thy pain shall cease, In me is thy release, In me thou shalt have peace Eternally.

Let Us All Press On, p.243 - Evan Stephens

Let us all press on in the work of the Lord, That when life is o'er we may gain a reward;
In the fight for right let us wield a sword, The mighty sword of truth.
Fear not, though the enemy deride; Courage, for the Lord is on our side.
We will heed not what the wicked may say, But the Lord alone we will obey.
We will not retreat, though our numbers may be few When compared with the opposite host in view;
But an unseen pow'r will aid me and you In the glorious cause of truth.
Fear not, though the enemy deride; Courage, for the Lord is on our side.
We will heed not what the wicked may say, But the Lord alone we will obey.
If we do what's right we have no need to fear, For the Lord, our helper, will ever be near;
In the days of trial his Saints he will cheer, And prosper the cause of truth.
Fear not, though the enemy deride; Courage, for the Lord is on our side.
We will heed not what the wicked may say, But the Lord alone we will obey.

(harmony lyrics in Chorus)
Fear not, courage, though the enemy deride;
We must be victorious, for the Lord is on our side.
We'll not fear the wicked nor give heed to what they say,
But the Lord, our Heav'nly Father, him alone we will obey.

Let Us Oft Speak Kind Words, p.232 - Joseph L. Townsend

Let us oft speak kind words to each other At home or where'er we may be;
Like the warblings of birds on the heather, The tones will be welcome and free.
They'll gladden the heart that's repining, Give courage and hope from above,
And where the dark clouds hide the shining, Let in the bright sunlight of love.
Oh the kind words we give shall in memory live And sunshine forever impart.
Let us oft speak kind words to each other, Kind words are sweet tones of the heart.
Like the sunbeams of morn on the mountains, The soul they awake to good cheer;
Like the murmur of cool, pleasant fountains, They fall in sweet cadences near.
Let's oft, then, in kindly toned voices, Our mutual friendship renew,
Till heart meets with heart and rejoices In friendship that ever is true.
Oh the kind words we give shall in memory live And sunshine forever impart.
Let us oft speak kind words to each other, Kind words are sweet tones of the heart.

Let Zion in Her Beauty Rise, p.41 - Edward Partridge. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Let Zion in her beauty rise; Her light begins to shine.
Ere long her King will rend the skies, Majestic and divine,
The gospel spreading thru the land, A people to prepare
To meet the Lord and Enoch's band, Triumphant in the air.
Ye heralds, sound the golden trump To earth's remotest bound.
Go spread the news from pole to pole in all the nations round:
That Jesus in the clouds above, With hosts of angels too,
Will soon appear, his Saints to save, His enemies subdue.
That glorious rest will then commence Which prophets did foretell,
When Saints will reign with Christ on earth, And in his presence dwell
A thousand years, oh, glorious day! Dear Lord, prepare my heart
To stand with thee on Zion's mount And nevermore to part.

Lo, the Mighty God Appearing! p.55 - William Goode

Lo, the mighty God appearing! From on high Jehovah speaks!
Eastern lands the summons hearing, O'er the west his thunder breaks.
Earth behold him! Earth behold him! Universal nature shakes.
Earth behold him! Earth behold him! Universal nature shakes.
Zion, all its light unfolding, God in glory shall display.
Lo! he comes! nor silence holding; Fire and clouds prepare his way.
Tempests round him! Tempests round him! Hasten on the dreadful day.
Tempests round him! Tempests round him! Hasten on the dreadful day.
To the heav'ns his voice ascending, To the earth beneath he cries.
Souls immortal, now descending, Let their sleeping dust arise!
Rise to judgment! Rise to judgment! Let thy throne adorn the skies.
Rise to judgment! Rise to judgment! Let thy throne adorn the skies.
Now the heav'ns on high adore him And his righteousness declare.
Sinners perish from before him, But his Saints his mercies share.
Just his judgments! Just his judgments! God, himself the judge, is there.
Just his judgments! Just his judgments! God, himself the judge, is there.

Lord, Accept Our True Devotion, p.107 - Richard Alldridge

Lord, accept our true devotion. Let thy Spirit whisper peace.
Swell our hearts with fond emotion, And our joy in thee increase.
Never leave us, never leave us. Help us Lord, to win the race.
Never leave us, never leave us. Help us Lord, to win the race.
Help us all to do thy bidding, And our daily wants supply.
Give thy Holy Spirit's guiding Till we reach the goal on high.
Ever guard us, ever guard us, Till we gain the victory.
Ever guard us, ever guard us, Till we gain the victory.
May we, with the future dawning, Day by day from sin be free,
That on resurrection morning We may rise at peace with thee,
Ever praising, ever praising, Thruout all eternity;
Ever praising, ever praising, Thruout all eternity.

Lord, Dismiss Us with Thy Blessing, p.163 - John Fawcett

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace.
Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace.
Oh, refresh us, oh, refresh us, Trav'ling thru this wilderness.
Oh, refresh us, oh, refresh us, Trav'ling thru this wilderness.
Thanks we give and adoration For the gospel's joyful sound.
May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound.
Ever faithful, ever faithful to the truth may we be found.
Ever faithful, ever faithful to the truth may be we found.

Lord, We Ask Thee Ere We Part, p.153 - George Manwaring

Lord, we ask thee ere we part, Bless the teachings of this day.
Plant them deep in ev'ry heart, That with us they'll ever stay.
In the innocence of youth, We would all thy laws fulfill.
Lead us in the way of truth. Give us strength to do thy will.
Father, merciful and kind, While we labor for the right,
May we in thy service find Sweetest pleasure, pure delight.
All our follies, Lord, forgive. Keep us from temptations free.
Help us evermore to live Lives of holiness to thee.

Love at Home, p. 294 - John Hugh McNaughton

There is beauty all around When there's love at home;
There is joy in ev'ry sound When there's love at home.
Peace and plenty here abide, Smiling sweet on ev'ry side.
Time doth softly, sweetly glide When there's love at home.
Love at home, Love at home; Time doth softly, sweetly glide When there's love at home.
In the cottage there is joy When there's love at home;
Hate and envy ne'er annoy When there's love at home.
Roses bloom beneath our feet; All the earth's a garden sweet,
Making life a bliss complete When there's love at home.
Love at home, Love at home, Making life a bliss complete When there's love at home.
Kindly heaven smiles above When there's love at home;
All the world is filled with love When there's love at home.
Sweeter sings the brooklet by; Brighter beams the azure sky.
Oh, there's one who smiles on high When there's love at home.
Love at home, love at home; Oh, there's One who smiles on high When there's love at home.

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