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Master, the Tempest Is Raging, 105 - Mary Ann Baker

Master, the tempest is raging! The billows are tossing high!
The sky is o'ershadowed with blackness. No shelter or help is nigh.
Carest thou not that we perish? How canst thou lie asleep
When each moment so madly is threat'ning A grave in the angry deep?
The winds and the waves shall obey thy will: Peace, be still.
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea Or demons or men or whatever it be,
No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, be still; peace, be still.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, peace, be still.
Master, with anguish of spirit I bow in my grief today.
The depths of my sad heart are troubled. Oh, waken and save, I pray!
Torrents of sin and of anguish Sweep o'er my sinking soul,
And I perish! I perish! dear Master. Oh, hasten and take control!
The winds and the waves shall obey thy will: Peace, be still.
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea Or demons or men or whatever it be,
No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, be still; peace, be still.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, peace, be still.
Master, the terror is over. The elements sweetly rest.
Earth's sun in the calm lake is mirrored, And heaven's within my breast.
Linger, O blessed Redeemer! Leave me alone no more,
And with joy I shall make the blest harbor And rest on the blissful shore.
The winds and the waves shall obey thy will: Peace, be still.
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea Or demons or men or whatever it be,
No waters can swallow the ship where lies The Master of ocean and earth and skies.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, be still; peace, be still.
They all shall sweetly obey thy will: Peace, peace, be still.

Men Are That They Might Have Joy, 275 - Marinus Jensen (© 1948 LDS)

A voice hath spoken from the dust, Its message pure, without alloy,
Of treasured hope and sacred trust: Oh, "men are that they might have joy."
Should sorrow come, we'll not despair, For He would not that men should pine.
The grief that comes we'll learn to bear Until again the sun doth shine.
Before the lord, then, humbly go. His message will our spirits buoy.
On us his blessings he'll bestow, For "men are that they might have joy."

More Holiness Give Me, 131 - Philip Paul Bliss

More holiness give me, More strivings within,
More patience in suff'ring, More sorrow for sin,
More faith in my Savior, More sense of his care,
More joy in his service, More purpose in prayer.
More gratitude give me, More trust in the Lord,
More pride in his glory, More hope in his word,
More tears for his sorrows, More pain at his grief,
More meekness in trial, More praise for relief.
More purity give me, More strength to o'ercome,
More freedom from earthstains, More longing for home.
More fit for the kingdom, More used would I be,
More blessed and holy--More, Savior, like thee.

My Country, 'Tis of Thee, 339 - Samuel F. Smith

My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry mountainside Let freedom ring!
My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills.
My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.
Let music swell the breeze And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God, to thee, Author of liberty, To thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light.
Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King!

My Redeemer Lives, 135 - Gordon B. Hinckley (© 1985 LDS)

I know that my Redeemer lives, Triumphant Savior, Son of God,
Victorious over pain and death, My King, my Leader, and my Lord.
He lives, my one sure rock of faith, The one bright hope of men on earth,
The beacon to a better way, The light beyond the veil of death.
Oh, give me thy sweet Spirit still, The peace that comes alone from thee,
The faith to walk the lonely road That leads to thine eternity.

Nay, Speak No Ill, 233 - Anonymous

Nay, speak no ill; a kindly word Can never leave a sting behind;
And, oh, to breathe each tale we've heard Is far beneath a noble mind.
Full oft a better seed is sown By choosing thus the kinder plan,
For, if but little good is known, Still let us speak the best we can.
Give me the heart that fain would hide, Would fain another's faults efface.
How can it please the human pride To prove humanity but base?
No, let us reach a higher mood, A nobler estimate of man;
Be earnest in the search for good, And speak of all the best we can.
Then speak no ill, but lenient be To others' failings as your own.
If you're the first a fault to see, Be not the first to make it known,
For life is but a passing day; No lip may tell how brief its span.
Then, oh, the little time we stay, Let's speak of all the best we can.

Nearer, Dear Savior, to Thee, 99 - Joseph L. Townsend

Nearer, dear Savior, to thee, Nearer, nearer to thee--
Ever I'm striving to be Nearer, yet nearer to thee!
Trusting, in thee I confide; Hoping, in thee I abide.
Take, oh, take, and cherish me, Nearer, dear Savior, to thee.
Nearer, dear Savior, to thee, Nearer, nearer to thee--
Proved by my trials, I'll be Nearer, yet nearer to thee!
Humbly I come to thee now; Earnest, I prayerfully bow.
Take, oh, take, and cherish me, Nearer, dear Savior, to thee.
Nearer, dear Savior, to thee, Nearer, nearer to thee--
Ever my anthem will be Nearer, yet nearer to thee!
Loving thee, ever I pray, Aid me thy will to obey.
Take, oh, take, and cherish me, Nearer, dear Savior, to thee.
Nearer, dear Savior, to thee, Nearer, nearer to thee--
Let me by holiness be Nearer, yet nearer to thee!
When al my trials are done, When my reward I have won,
Take, oh, take, and cherish me, Nearer, dear Savior, to thee.

Nearer, My God, to Thee, 100 - Sarah F. Adams

Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me.
Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to Thee!
Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone,
Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
There let the way appear, Steps unto heav'n; All that thou sendest me, In mercy giv'n;
Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Or if, on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly,
Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!

Now Let Us Rejoice, 3 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Now let us rejoice in the day of salvation, No longer as strangers on earth need we roam.
Good tidings are sounding to us and each nation, And shortly the hour of redemption will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given, And none will molest them from morn until ev'n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Jesus will say to all Israel, "Come home."
We'll love one another and never dissemble, But cease to do evil and ever be one.
And when the ungodly are fearing and tremble, We'll watch for the day when the Savior will come,
When all that was promised the Saints will be given, And none will molest them from morn until ev'n.
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Jesus will say to all Israel, "Come home."
In faith we'll rely on the arm of Jehovah To guide thru these last days of trouble and gloom,
And after the scourges and harvest are over, We'll rise with the just when the Savior doth come.
Then all that was promised the Saints will be given, And they will be crown'd with the angels of heav'n,
And earth will appear as the Garden of Eden, And Christ and his people will ever be one.

Now Thank We All Our God, 95 - Martin Rinkhart, trans. by Catherine Winkworth.

Now thank we all our God With hearts and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his earth rejoices;
Who, from our mother's arms, hath blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love, And still is ours today.
Oh, may our bounteous God Through all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us,
And keep us in his love, And guide us day and night,
And free us from all ills, Protect us by his might.

Now the Day Is Over, 159 - Sabine Baring-Gould

Now the day is over; Night is drawing nigh;
Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky.
Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose;
With thy tend'rest blessing May our eyelids close.

Now We'll Sing with One Accord, 25 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Now we'll sing with one accord, For a prophet of the Lord,
Bringing forth his precious word, Cheers the Saints as anciently.
When the world in darkness lay, Lo! he sought the better way,
And he heard the Savior say, "Go and prune my vineyard, son!"
And an angel surely then, For a blessing unto men,
Brought the priesthood back again In its ancient purity.
Even Joseph he inspired; Yea, his heart he truly fired
With the light that he desired For the work of righteousness.
And the Book of Mormon true, With its cov'nant ever new,
For the Gentile and the Jew, He translated sacredly.
God's commandments to mankind, For believing Saints designed,
And to bless the seeking mind, Came to him from Jesus Christ.
Precious are the years to come, While the righteous gather home
For the great millennium, When they'll rest in blessedness.
Prudent in this world of woes, They will triumph o'er their foes,
While the realm of Zion grows Purer for eternity.

Oh, Come, All Ye Faithful, 202 - Attr. to John F. Wade, trans. by Frederick Oakeley

Oh, come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant!
Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem.
Come and behold him, Born the King of angels;
Oh, come, let us adore him; Oh, come let us adore him;
Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ, the Lord.
Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation;
Sing, all ye citizens of heav'n above!
Glory to God, Glory in the highest;
Oh, come, let us adore him; Oh, come let us adore him;
Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ, the Lord.
Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be all glory giv'n.
Son of the Father, Now in flesh appearing;
Oh, come, let us adore him; Oh, come let us adore him;
Oh, come, let us adore him, Christ, the Lord.

O God, Our Help in Ages Past, 31 - Isaac Watts. Included in the first LDS Hymnbook, 1835.

Oh God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home.
Within the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure.
Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure.
Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same.
O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guide while life shall last, And our eternal home.

O God, the Eternal Father, 175 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

O God, th' Eternal Father, who dwells amid the sky,
In Jesus' name we ask thee To bless and sanctify,
If we are pure before thee, This bread and cup of wine,
That we may all remember That offering divine--
That sacred, holy off'ring, By man least understood,
To have our sins remitted And take his flesh and blood,
That we may ever witness The suff'ring of thy Son,
And always have his Spirit To make our hearts as one.
When Jesus, the Anointed, Descended from above
And gave himself a ransom To win our souls with love--
With no apparent beauty, That man should him desire--
He was the promised Savior, To purify with fire.
How infinite that wisdom, The plan of holiness,
That made salvation perfect And veiled the Lord in flesh,
To walk upon his footstool And be like man, almost,
In his exalted station, And die, or all was lost.

Oh, Holy Words of Truth and Love, 271 - Joseph L. Townsend

Oh, holy words of truth and love We hear from day to day,
Revealed to Saints from God above, To guide in heaven's way.
Beautiful words of love Coming from God above,
How sweet, how dear the words we hear! They're beautiful words of love.
They're from Apostles good and true, Whose names we all revere,
Who daily teach us what to do, In words of love and cheer.
Beautiful words of love Coming from God above,
How sweet, how dear the words we hear! They're beautiful words of love.
They're from the prophets God inspires, In counsels oft withstood,
Reproving all our ill desires, Commending all that's good.
Beautiful words of love Coming from God above,
How sweet, how dear the words we hear! They're beautiful words of love.

O Home Beloved (Men), 337 - Evan Stephens (© 1948 LDS)

O home belov'd, where'er I wander, On foreign land or distant sea,
As time rolls by, my heart grows fonder And yearns more lovingly for thee!
Tho fair be nature's scenes around me, And friends are ever kind and true,
Tho joyous mirth and song surround me, My hear,t my soul still year for you.
The flow'rs around me may be fairer Than those that bloom upon thy hills;
The streams, great, mighty treasure bearers, More noted may be than thy rills.
No world renown my humble village Like these great towns may proudly claim;
Yet my fond heart doth thrill with rapture Whene'er I hear thy humble name.
Ye valleys fair and snow-capped mountains, Ye peaceful hamlets 'mid the trees,
Ye murm'ring streams and crystal fountains, Kissed by the cool, soft, balmy breeze,
Words cannot tell how well I love thee Nor speak my longing when I roam.
My heart alone can cry to heaven, "God bless my own dear mountain home."

O Little Town of Bethlehem, 208 - Phillips Brooks

O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie.
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light.
The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight.
For Christ is born of Mary, And, gathered all above
While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wond'ring love.
O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth.
How silently, how silently The wondrous gift is giv'n!
So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heav'n.
No ear may hear his coming; But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him, still The dear Christ enters in.

O Lord of Hosts, 178 - Andrew Dalrymple

O Lord of Hosts, we now invoke Thy Spirit most divine
To cleanse our hearts while we partake The broken bread and wine.
May we forever think of thee And of thy suff'rings sore,
Endured for us on Calvary, And praise thee evermore.
Prepare our minds that we may see The beauties of thy grace,
Salvation purchased on that tree For all who seek thy face.
As brethren, let us ever live In fellowship and peace!
Forgive, that God may us forgive, That love may still increase.
May union, peace, and love abound, And perfect harmony,
And joy in one continual round Through all eternity.

O Love That Glorifies the Son, 295 - (© 1969, 1985 Lorin F. Wheelwright)

O love that glorifies the Son, O love that says, "Thy will be done!"
Pure love whose spirit makes us one--Come, fill my soul today; Come, fill my soul today.
O love that binds our family, O love that brings my heart to thee,
Pure love that lasts eternally--Come, fill my soul today; Come, fill my soul today.
O love that overcomes defeat, O love that turns the bitter sweet,
Pure love that makes our lives complete--Come, fill my soul today; Come, fill my soul today.
O Lord, give me the will to mend; O Lord, change me from foe to friend;
Dear Lord, sustain me to the end--Come, fill my soul today; Come fill my soul today.

Oh, May My Soul Commune with Thee, 123 - (© 1958, 1985 Lorin F. Wheelwright)

Oh, may my soul commune with thee And find thy holy peace;
From worldly care and pain of fear, Please bring me sweet release.
Oh, bless me when I worship thee To keep my heart in tune,
That I may hear thy still, small voice, And, Lord, with thee commune.
Enfold me in thy quiet hour And gently guide my mind
To seek thy will, to know thy ways, And thy sweet spirit find.
Lord, grant me thy abiding love And make my turmoil cease.
Oh, may my soul commune with thee And find thy holy peace.

O My Father, 292 - Eliza R. Snow

O my Father, thou that dwellest In the high and glorious place,
When shall I regain thy presence And again behold thy face?
In thy holy habitation, Did my spirit once reside?
In my first primeval childhood, Was I nurtured near thy side?
For a wise and glorious purpose Thou hast placed me here on earth
And withheld the recollection Of my former friends and birth;
Yet ofttimes a secret something Whispered,"You're a stranger here,"
And I felt that I had wandered From a more exalted sphere.
I had learned to call thee Father, Thru thy Spirit from on high,
But, until the key of knowledge Was restored, I knew not why.
In the heav'ns are parents single? No, the thought makes reason stare!
Truth is reason, truth eternal Tells me I've a mother there.
When I leave this frail existence, When I lay this mortal by,
Father, Mother, may I meet you In your royal courts on high?
Then, at length, when I've completed All you sent me forth to do,
With your mutual approbation Let me come and dwell with you.

O Saints of Zion, 39 - Ed M. Rowe (© 1948 LDS)

O Saints of Zion, hear the voice Of Him from courts on high.
Prepare the pathway of the Lord; His reign on earth is nigh.
Prepare the supper of the Lamb; Invite the world to dine.
Behold, the mighty Bridegroom comes In majesty divine.
Entreat the Lord in humble prayer That all the sons of men
His righteous kingdom will receive And shout the glad "amen."
The sacred keys are now restored; Declare the gospel plan.
Make known the wondrous words of truth Revealed again to man.
Behold, the glory of the Lord Sets Zion's mount aglow,
For Zion is an ensign pure; All nations to her flow.
O Saints of Zion, tread the paths Your faithful fathers trod.
Lift up your hearts in gratitude And serve the living God!

O Savior, Thou Who Wearest a Crown, 197 - Karen Lynn Davidson (© 1985 LDS)

O Savior, thou who wearest A crown of piercing thorn,
The pain thou meekly bearest, Weigh'd down by grief and scorn.
The soldiers mock and flail thee; For drink they give thee gall;
Upon the cross they nail thee To die, O King of all.
No creature is so lowly, No sinner so depraved,
But feels thy presence holy, And thru thy love is saved.
Tho craven friends betray thee, They feel thy love's embrace;
The very foes who slay thee Have access to thy grace.
Thy sacrifice transcended The mortal law's demand;
Thy mercy is extended To ev'ry time and land.
No more can Satan harm us, Tho long the fight may be,
Nor fear of death alarm us; We live, O Lord, thru thee.
What praises can we offer To thank thee, Lord most high?
In our place thou didst suffer; In our place thou didst die,
By heaven's plan appointed, To ransom us, our King.
O Jesus, the anointed, To thee our love we bring!

Oh Say, What Is Truth? 272 - John Jaques

Oh say, what is truth? 'Tis the fairest gem That the riches of worlds can produce,
And priceless the value of truth will be when The proud monarch's costliest diadem
Is counted but dross and refuse.
Yes, say, what is truth? 'Tis the brightest prize To which mortals or Gods can aspire.
Go search in the depths where it glittering lies, Or ascend in pursuit to the loftiest skies:
'Tis an aim for the noblest desire.
The sceptre may fall from the despot's grasp When with winds of stern justice he copes.
But the pillar of truth will endure to the last, And its firm-rooted bulwarks outstand the rude blast
And the wreck of the fell tyrant's hopes.
Then say, what is truth? 'Tis the last and the first, For the limits of time it steps o'er.
Tho the heavens depart and the earth's fountains burst, Truth, the sum of existence, will weather the worst,
Eternal, unchanged, evermore.

O Thou, Before the World Began, 189 - William H. Turton

O thou, before the world began, Ordained a sacrifice for man,
And by th'eternal Spirit made An off'ring in the sinner's stead;
Our everlasting Priest art thou, Pleading thy death for sinners now.
Thy off'ring still continues new Before the righteous Father's view.
Thyself the Lamb forever slain; Thy priesthood doth unchanged remain.
Thy years, O God, can never fail, Nor thy blest work within the veil.
Oh, that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as thy love,
Sure evidence of things unseen; Now let it pass the years between
And view thee bleeding on the tree: My Lord, my God, who dies for me.

O Thou Kind and Gracious Father, 150 - Charles Denney, Jr.

O thou kind and gracious Father, Reigning in the heav'ns above,
Look on us, thy humble children; Fill us with thy holy love. Fill us with thy holy love.
We have met this Sabbath morning, Words of life and truth to hear.
Teach us how to ever serve thee And thy holy name revere, And thy holy name revere.
Help us to resist temptation; Help us to refrain from ill.
Help us all to gain salvation; Help us all to do thy will. Help us all to do thy will.

O Thou Rock of Our Salvation, 258 - Joseph L. Townsend

O thou Rock of our salvation, Jesus, Savior of the world,
In our poor and lowly station We thy banner have unfurled.
Gather round the standard bearer; Gather round in strength of youth.
Ev'ry day the prospect's fairer While we're battling for the truth.
We a war 'gainst sin are waging; We're contending for the right.
Ev'ry day the battle's raging; Help us, Lord, to win the fight.
Gather round the standard bearer; Gather round in strength of youth.
Ev'ry day the prospect's fairer While we're battling for the truth.
Onward, onward, we'll be singing As we're marching firm and true,
Each succeeding battle ringing, Earnest of what we can do.
Gather round the standard bearer; Gather round in strength of youth.
Ev'ry day the prospect's fairer While we're battling for the truth.
When for all that we've contended, When the fight of faith we've won,
When the strife and battle's ended, And our labor here is done,
Then, O Rock of our salvation, Jesus, Savior of the world,
Take us from our lowly station; Let our flag with thee be furled.

Oh, What Songs of the Heart, 286 - Joseph L. Townsend

Oh, what songs of the heart We shall sing all the day, When again we assemble at home,
When we meet ne'er to part With the blest o'er the way, There no more from our loved ones to roam!
When we meet ne'er to part, Oh, what songs of the heart We shall sing in our beautiful home.
Tho our rapture and bliss There's no song can express, We will shout, we will sing o'er and o'er,
As we greet with a kiss, And with joy we caress All our loved ones that passed on before;
As we greet with a kiss, In our rapture and bliss, All our loved ones that passed on before.
Oh, the visions we'll see In that home of the blest, There's no word, there's no thought can impart,
But our rapture will be All the soul can attest, In the heavenly songs of the heart;
But our rapture will be In the vision we'll see Best expressed in the songs of the heart.
Oh, what songs we'll employ! Oh, what welcome we'll hear! While our transports of love are complete,
As the heart swells with joy In embraces most dear When our heavenly parents we meet!
As the heart swells with joy, Oh, what songs we'll employ, When our heavenly parents we meet!

O Ye Mountains High, 34 - Charles W. Penrose

O ye mountains high, where the clear blue sky Arches over the vales of the free,
Where the pure breezes blow and the clear streamlets flow, How I've longed to your bosom to flee!
O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free,
Now my own mountain home, unto thee I have come; All my fond hopes are centered in thee.
Tho the great and the wise all thy beauties despise, To the humble and pure thou art dear;
Tho the haughty may smile and the wicked revile, Yet we love thy glad tidings to hear.
O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free,
Tho thou wert forced to fly to thy chambers on high, Yet we'll share joy and sorrow with thee.
In thy mountain retreat, God will strengthen thy feet; Without fear of thy foes thou shalt tread;
And their silver and gold, as the prophets have told, Shall be brought to adorn thy fair head.
O Zion! dear Zion! home of the free,
Soon thy towers shall shine with a splendor divine, And eternal thy glory shall be.
Here our voices we'll raise, and we'll sing to thy praise, Sacred home of the prophets of God.
Thy deliv'rance is nigh; thy oppressors shall die; And thy land shall be freedom's abode.
O Zion! dear Zion! land of the free,
In thy temples we'll bend; all thy rights we'll defend; And our home shall be ever with thee.

On This Day of Joy and Gladness, 64 - Leroy J. Robertson (© 1980 LDS)

On this day of joy and gladness, Lord, we praise thy holy name;
In this sacred place of worship, We thy glories loud proclaim!
Alleluia, Alleluia, Bright and clear our voices ring,
Singing songs of exultation To our Maker, Lord, and King!
Open wide the fount of Zion; Let her richest blessings flow
To the Saints who nobly serve thee In the gospel here below.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Bright and clear our voices ring,
Singing songs of exultation To our Maker, Lord, and King!
May we labor in the kingdom--By the prophets long foretold--
Where the children of the promise Shall be gathered in the fold.
Alleluia, Alleluia, Bright and clear our voices ring,
Singing songs of exultation To our Maker, Lord, and King!

Once In Royal David's City, 205 - Cecil Frances Alexander

Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed,
Where a mother laid her baby In a manger for his bed:
Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child.
He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all,
And his shelter was a stable, And his cradle was a stall;
With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior holy.
And our eyes at last shall see him, Through his own redeeming love;
For that child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in heav'n above,
And he leads his children on To the place where he is gone.

Onward, Christian Soldiers, 246 - Sabine Baring-Gould

Onward, Christian soldiers! marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.
Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See his banners go!
Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.
At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On then, Christian soldiers, On to victory.
Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.
Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the Saints have trod.
We are not divided; All one body we: One in hope and doctrine, One in charity.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.
Onward, then, ye people; Join our happy throng. Blend with ours your voices In the triumph song:
Glory, laud, and honor Unto Christ, the King. This through countless ages Men and angels sing.
Onward, Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before.

Our Mountain Home So Dear, 33 - Emmeline B. Wells

Our mountain home so dear, Where crystal waters clear
Flow ever free, Flow ever free,
While thru the valleys wide The flow'rs on ev'ry side,
Blooming in stately pride, Are fair to see.
We'll roam the verdant hills, And by the sparkling rills
Pluck the wildflow'rs, Pluck the wildflow'rs;
The fragrance on the air, The landscape bright and fair,
And sunshine ev'rywhere Make pleasant hours.
In sylvan depth and shade, In forest and in glade,
Where'er we pass, Where'er we pass,
The hand of God we see, In leaf and bud and tree,
Or bird or humming bee, Or blade of grass.
The streamlet, flow'r, and sod Bespeak the works of God;
And all combine, And all combine,
With most transporting grace, His handiwork to trace,
Thru nature's smiling face, In art divine.

Our Savior's Love, 113 - Edward L. Hart (© 1977 LDS)

Our Savior's love Shines like the sun with perfect light,
As from above It breaks thru clouds of strife.
Lighting our way, It leads us back into his sight,
Where we may stay To share eternal life.
The Spirit, voice Of goodness, whispers to our hearts
A better choice Than evil's anguished cries.
Loud may the sound Of hope ring till all doubt departs,
And we are bound To him by loving ties.
Our Father, God Of all creation, hear us pray
In rev'rence, awed By thy Son's sacrifice.
Praises we sing. We love thy law; we will obey.
Our heav'nly King, In thee our hearts rejoice.

Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow, 242- Thomas Ken

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heav'nly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Praise the Lord with Heart and Voice, 73 - Tracy Y. Cannon (© 1948 LDS)

Praise the Lord with heart and voice. Let all men on earth rejoice.
Praise to him for life and light, Truth revealed in splendor bright!
Praise the Lord with heart and voice. Let all men on earth rejoice.
Tell of him in loud acclaim. Sing the wonders of his name.
Sing with joy for grace made known, Wondrous love to all men shown.
Tell of him in loud acclaim. Sing the wonders of his name.
Father, God, eternal Friend, Thou art life; there is no end.
All creation ev'rywhere Lives in thee, for thou art there.
Father, God, eternal Friend, Thou art Life; there is no end.

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, 72 - Joachim Neander, trans. by Catherine Winkworth

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise him, for he is thy health and salvation!
Join the great throng, Psaltery, organ, and song, Sounding in glad adoration!
Praise to the Lord! Over all things he gloriously reigneth.
Borne as on eagle wings, safely his Saints he sustaineth.
Hast thou not seen How all thou needest hath been Granted in what he ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy way and defend thee.
Surely his goodness and mercy shall ever attend thee.
Ponder anew What the Almighty can do, Who with his love doth befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord! Oh, let all that is in me adore him!
All that hath breath, join with Abraham's seed to adore him!
Let the "amen" Sum all our praises again, Now as we worship before him.

Praise to the Man, 27 - William W. Phelps

Praise to the man who communed with Jehovah! Jesus anointed that Prophet and Seer.
Blessed to open the last dispensation, Kings shall extol him, and nations revere.
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.
Praise to his mem'ry, he died as a martyr; Honored and blest be his ever great name!
Long shall his blood, which was shed by assassins, Plead unto heav'n while the earth lauds his fame.
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.
Great is his glory and endless his priesthood. Ever and ever the keys he will hold.
Faithful and true, he will enter his kingdom, Crowned in the midst of the prophets of old.
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.
Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of heaven; Earth must atone for the blood of that man.
Wake up the world for the conflict of justice. Millions shall know "Brother Joseph" again.
Hail to the Prophet, ascended to heaven! Traitors and tyrants now fight him in vain.
Mingling with Gods, he can plan for his brethren; Death cannot conquer the hero again.

Praise Ye the Lord, 74 - Isaac Watts; based on Psalm 146

Praise ye the Lord! My heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine,
Now, while the flesh is my abode, And when my soul ascends to God.
Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs While immortality endures;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life and thought and being last.
Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust.
Their breath departs; their pomp and pow'r And thoughts all vanish in an hour.
Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's Go! He made the sky
And earth and seas with all their train, And none shall find his promise vain.
His truth forever stands secure. He saves th'oppressed; he feeds the poor;
He sends the troubled conscience peace And grants the captive sweet release.
The Lord gives eyesight to the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind.
He helps the stranger in distress, The widow, and the fatherless.
He loves the Saints--he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell.
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns; Praise him in everlasting strains.

Prayer Is the Soul's Sincere Desire, 145 - James Montgomery

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed,
The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast.
Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.
Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air,
His watchword at the gates of death; He enters heav'n with prayer.
Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways,
While angels in their songs rejoice And cry, "Behold, he prays!"
The Saints in prayer appear as one In word and deed and mind,
While with the Father and the Son Their fellowship they find.
Nor prayer is made on earth alone: The Holy Spirit pleads,
And Jesus at the Father's throne For sinners intercedes.
O thou by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way!
The path of prayer thyself hast trod; Lord, teach us how to pray.

Prayer of Thanksgiving, 93 - Anonymous, The Netherlands, trans. by Theodore Baker.

We gather together to ask the Lord's blessing; He chastens, and hastens his will to make known;
The wicked oppressing now cease from distressing. Sing praises to his name; He forgets not his own.
Beside us to guide us, our God with us joining, Ordaining, maintaining his kingdom divine;
So from the beginning the fight we were winning; Thou, Lord, wast at our side; All glory be thine!
We all do extol thee, thou leader triumphant, And pray that thou still our defender wilt be.
Let thy congregation escape tribulation; Thy name be ever praised! Oh Lord, make us free!

Precious Savior, Dear Redeemer, 103 - H. R. Palmer

Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, Thy sweet message no impart.
May thy Spirit, pure and fervid, Enter ev'ry timid heart;
Carry there the swift conviction, Turning back the sinful tide.
Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, May each soul in thee abide.
Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, We are weak but thou art strong;
In thy infinite compassion, Stay the tide of sin and wrong.
Keep thy loving arms around us; Keep us in the narrow way.
Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, Let us never from thee stray.
Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, Thou wilt bind the broken heart.
Let not sorrow overwhelm us; Dry the bitter tears that start.
Curb the winds and calm the billows; Bid the angry tempest cease.
Precious Savior, dear Redeemer, Grant us everlasting peace.

Press Forward, Saints, 81- Marvin K. Gardner; based on 2 Nephi 31:20. (© 1985 LDS)

Press forward, Saints, with steadfast faith in Christ,
With hope's bright flame alight in heart and mind,
With love of God and love of all mankind. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Press forward, Feasting on the word of Christ.
Receive his name, rejoicing in his might.
Come unto God; find everlasting light. Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Press on, enduring in the ways of Christ.
His love proclaim thru days of mortal strife.
Thus saith our God: "Ye have eternal life!" Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

Put Your Shoulder to the Wheel, 252 - Will L. Thompson

The world has need of willing men Who wear the worker's seal.
Come, help the good work move along; Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Put your shoulder to the wheel; push along, Do your duty with a heart full of song,
We all have work; let no one shirk. Put your shoulder to the wheel.
The Church has need of helping hands, And hearts that know and feel.
The work to do is here for you; Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Put your shoulder to the wheel; push along, Do your duty with a heart full of song,
We all have work; let no one shirk. Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Then don't stand idly looking on; The fight with sin is real.
It will be long but must go on; Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Put your shoulder to the wheel; push along, Do your duty with a heart full of song,
We all have work; let no one shirk. Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Then work and watch and fight and pray With all your might and zeal.
Push ev'ry worthy work along; Put your shoulder to the wheel.
Put your shoulder to the wheel; push along, Do your duty with a heart full of song,
We all have work; let no one shirk. Put your shoulder to the wheel.

Raise Your Voices to the Lord, 61 - Evan Stephens

Raise your voices to the Lord, Ye who here have heard his word.
As we part, his praise proclaim, Shout thanksgiving to his name.
Shout thanksgiving! Let our song Still our joy and praise prolong,
Until here we meet again To renew the glad refrain.

Redeemer of Israel, 6 - William W. Phelps, adapted from Joseph Swain. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

Redeemer of Israel, Our only delight, On whom for a blessing we call,
Our shadow by day And our pillar by night, Our King, our Deliv'rer, our all!
We know he is coming To gather his sheep And lead them to Zion in love,
For why in the valley Of death should they weep Or in the lone wilderness rove?
How long we have wandered As strangers in sin, And cried in the desert for thee!
Our foes have rejoiced When our sorrows they've seen, But Israel will shortly be free.
As children of Zion, Good tidings for us. The tokens already appear.
Fear not, and be just, For the kingdom is ours. The hour of redemption is near.
Restore, my dear Savior, The light of thy face; Thy soul-cheering comfort impart;
And let the sweet longing For thy holy place Bring hope to my desolate heart
He looks! and ten thousands Of angels rejoice, And myriads wait for his word;
He speaks! and eternity, Filled with his voice, Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.

Rejoice! A Glorious Sound Is Heard, 257 - (© 1948 LDS)

Rejoice! A glorious sound is heard In triumph of the right,
As Zion's youth, in league with truth, Go forth in wondrous might.
We raise our voice in loyal shout, A great exultant cry:
Jehovah reigns! Lord God of Hosts, All hail thee, King most high.
And down the ages, on and on, Increasing ev'ry hour,
In loyalty and faith we go, In honor, grace, and pow'r.
The Light of Light, God's torch of truth, As beacon points the way
To endless glory, kingdoms great, In realms of perfect day.
Arise and sing, ye sons of men; All praise and honor give.
Arise and sing to his great name, Who died that we might live.
On Zion's hill, in strength and might, Send forth a joyous strain;
In triumph over sin and strife, With him in glory reign.

Rejoice, the Lord is King! 66 - Charles Wesley

Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore!
Mortals give thanks and sing And triumph evermore.
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
The Lord, the Savior, reigns, The God of truth and love.
When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above.
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
His kingdom cannot fail; He rules o'er earth and heav'n.
The keys of death and hell To Christ the Lord are giv'n.
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!
Lift up your heart! Lift up your voice! Rejoice, again I say, rejoice!

Rejoice, Ye Saints of Latter Days, 290 - Mabel Jones Gabbott (© 1985 LDS)

Rejoice, ye Saints of latter days, For temples now in many lands,
Where Saints, endowed with pow'r from God, May learn to keep the Lord's commands,
May learn to keep the Lord's commands.
Come, let us go up to his house; We'll make our covenants and say:
"All we are giv'n we give to thee. Accept our love; we will obey.
Accept our love, we will obey.
O Saints, rejoice! Our kindred dead May now receive eternally
The fulness of the gospel's joy. Arise, ye Saints, and set them free!
Arise, ye Saints, and set them free!
His earthly kingdom now prepares To greet his kingdom from above.
Then will the heavens shout for joy, And Christ descend to reign in love,
And Christ descend to reign in love.

Reverently and Meekly Now, 185 - Joseph L. Townsend

Rev'rently and meekly now, Let thy head most humbly bow.
Think of me, thou ransomed one; Think what I for thee have done.
With my blood that dripped like rain, Sweat in agony of pain,
With my body on the tree I have ransomed even thee.
In this bread now blest for thee, Emblem of my body see;
In this water or this wine, Emblem of my blood divine.
Oh, remember what was done That the sinner might be won.
On the cross of Calvary I have suffered death for thee.
Bid thine heart all strife to cease; With thy brethren be at peace.
Oh, forgive as thou wouldst be E'en forgiven now by me.
In the solemn faith of prayer Cast upon me all thy care,
And my Spirit's grace shall be Like a fountain unto thee.
At the throne I intercede; For thee ever do I plead.
I have loved thee as thy friend, With a love that cannot end.
Be obedient, I implore, Prayerful, watchful, evermore,
And be constant unto me, That thy Savior I may be.

Ring Out, Wild Bells, 215 - Alfred Tennyson (© 1948 LDS)

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light.
The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old; ring in the new. Ring, happy bells, across the snow.
The year is going; let him go. Ring out the false; ring in the true.
The year is going; let him go. Ring out the false; ring in the true.
Ring in the valiant men and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand.
Ring out the darkness of the land; Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Ring out the darkness of the land; Ring in the Christ that is to be.

Rise, Ye Saints, and Temples Enter, 287 - Jean L. Kaberry (© 1985 LDS)

Rise, ye Saints, and temples enter; Seek the path that leads ahead.
Seal in everlasting circles All our loved ones, quick and dead.
Learn the plan of exaltation; With His sacred laws comply.
Live to earn in binding cov'nant Blessings of our God most high.
Elohim, thou great designer, Wilt thou heaven's pow'rs bestow,
As thy faithful sons and daughters Serve in temples here below.

Rock of Ages, 111 - Augustus M. Toplady

Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood, From thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure.
Not the labors of my hands Can fill all thy law's demands;
Could my zeal no respite know, Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone; Thou must save, and thou alone.
While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown And behold thee on thy throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee.

Sabbath Day, 148 - (© 1983 Lynn R. Carson and Paul L. Anderson)

In sweet remembrance of thy Son, We gather in thy house as one
To join in prayer, to sing thy praise, To worship thee and learn thy ways.
Father, on this the Sabbath day, Be with us gathered here, we pray.
And may our thoughts still turn to thee, With loved ones, friends, and family.
In all we do till day is gone, May worship still continue on.
Father, on this the Sabbath day, Be with us in our hearts, we pray.
Help each to seek a quiet hour To read thy word and feel thy pow'r,
To hear thy voice, though small and still, Renew our strength to do thy will.
Father, on this the Sabbath day, Be with us in our hearts, we pray.

Saints, Behold How Great Jehovah, 28 - (© 1985 LDS)

Saints, behold how great Jehovah Hath his blessings on you shed.
Zion ev'rywhere is growing As the gospel light is spread!
Out of all past dispensations, God is bringing into one
Ev'ry truth by prophets spoken, For the last days have begun.
Rise and lift up Zion's standard; Tell our Father's children now:
Heaven's blessed King approaches; All men must before him bow.

Savior, Redeemer of My Soul, 112 - Orson F. Whitney (© 1948 LDS)

Savior, Redeemer of my soul, Whose mighty hand hath made me whole,
Whose wondrous pow'r hath raised me up And filled with sweet my bitter cup!
What tongue my gratitude can tell, O gracious God of Israel.
Never can I repay thee, Lord, But I can love thee. Thy pure word,
Hath it not been my one delight, My joy by day, my dream by night?
Then let my lips proclaim it still, And all my life reflect thy will.
O'errule mine acts to serve thine ends. Change frowning foes to smiling friends.
Chasten my soul till I shall be In perfect harmony with thee.
Make me more worthy of thy love, And fit me for the life above.

Scatter Sunshine, 230 - Lanta Wilson Smith

In a world where sorrow Ever will be known, Where are found the needy And the sad and lone,
How much joy and comfort You can all bestow, If you scatter sunshine Ev'rywhere you go.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.
Slightest actions often Meet the sorest needs, For the world wants daily Little kindly deeds
Oh, what care and sorrow You may help remove, With your songs and courage, Sympathy and love.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.
When the days are gloomy, Sing some happy song; Meet the world's repining With a courage strong.
Go with faith undaunted Thru the ills of life; Scatter smiles and sunshine O'er its toil and strife.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.
Scatter sunshine all along your way. Cheer and bless and brighten Ev'ry passing day.

School Thy Feelings(Men), 336 - Charles W. Penrose (© 1948 LDS)

School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.
School thy feelings; there is power In the cool, collected mind.
Passion shatters reason's tower, Makes the clearest vision blind.
School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.
School thy feelings; condemnation Never pass on friend or foe,
Though the tide of accusation Like a flood of truth may flow.
Hear defense before deciding, And a ray of light may gleam,
Showing thee what filth is hiding Underneath the shallow stream.
School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.
Should affliction's acrid vial Burst o'er thy unsheltered head,
School thy feelings to the trial; Half its bitterness hath fled.
Art thou falsely, basely, slandered? Does the world begin to frown?
Gauge thy wrath by wisdom's standard; Keep thy rising anger down.
School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.
Rest thyself on this assurance: Time's a friend to innocence,
And the patient, calm endurance Wins respect and aids defense.
Noblest minds have finest feelings; Quiv'ring strings a breath can move;
And the gospel's sweet revealings Tune them with the key of love.
School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.
Hearts so sensitively molded Strongly fortified should be,
Trained to firmness and enfolded In a calm tranquility.
Wound not willfully another; Conquer haste with reason's might;
School thy feelings, sister, brother; Train them in the path of right.
School thy feelings, O my brother; Train thy warm, impulsive soul.
Do not its emotions smother, But let wisdom's voice control.

Secret Prayer, 144 - Hans Henry Petersen

There is an hour of peace and rest, Unmarred by earthly care;
'Tis when before the Lord I go, And kneel in secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray, Pray in secret day by day,
That this boon to mortals giv'n May unite my soul with heav'n.
The straight and narrow way to heav'n, Where angels bright and fair
Are singing to God's praise, is found Thru constant secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray, Pray in secret day by day,
That this boon to mortals giv'n May unite my soul with heav'n.
When sailing on life's stormy sea, 'Mid billows of despair,
'Tis solace to my soul to know God hears my secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray, Pray in secret day by day,
That this boon to mortals giv'n May unite my soul with heav'n.
When thorns are strewn along my path, And foes my feet ensnare,
My Savior to my aid will come, If sought in secret prayer.
May my heart be turned to pray, Pray in secret day by day,
That this boon to mortals giv'n May unite my soul with heav'n.

See, the Mighty Angel Flying (Men), 330 - Robert B. Thompson

See, the mighty angel flying; See, he speeds his way to earth
To proclaim the blessed gospel And restore the ancient faith, And restore, and restore the ancient faith.
Hear, O men, the proclamation; Cease from vanity and strife.
Hasten to receive the gospel And obey the words of life, And obey, and obey the words of life.
Soon the earth will hear the warning; Then the judgments will descend!
Oh, before the days of sorrow, Make the Lord of Hosts your friend! Make the Lord, make the Lord of Hosts your friend!
Then when dangers are around you And the wicked are distressed,
You, with all the Saints of Zion, Shall enjoy eternal rest, Shall enjoy, shall enjoy eternal rest.

See the Mighty Priesthood Gathered (Men's Choir), 325 - Jean L. Kaberry (© 1985 LDS)

See the mighty priesthood gathered; Firm in serried ranks they stand--
Son and father jointly serving, Gathered in from ev'ry land.
Proud their voices blend together, Raising hymns to Father's praise,
Sending forth the gospel message As restored in latter days.
As to Seth his father, Adam, Pow'rful precepts did impart,
Humbly each receives the message Spoken from a prophet's heart.
Line on line, truth is revealed, Till all darkness flees away
In the face of perfect knowledge, Where celestial laws hold sway.
Come, ye sons, and walk uprightly, As your noble fathers trod--
Bearers of the Savior's priesthood, Holding firm the iron rod--
Till Satan's pow'rs are vanquished, Bound in chains he conquered lies,
And our glorious hallelujahs Loudly sound across the skies,
And our glorious hallelujahs Loudly sound, loudly sound across the skies.

Should You Feel Inclined to Censure, 235 - Anonymous

Should you feel inclined to censure Faults you may in others view,
Ask your own heart, ere you venture, If you have not failings, too.
Let not friendly vows be broken; Rather strive a friend to gain.
Many words in anger spoken Find their passage home again.
Do not, then, in idle pleasure Trifle with a brother's fame;
Guard it as a valued treasure, Sacred as your own good name.
Do not form opinions blindly; Hastiness to trouble tends;
Those of whom we thought unkindly Oft become our warmest friends.

Silent Night, 204 - Joseph Mohr, trans. by John F. Young

Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and Child. Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace; Sleep in heavenly peace.
Silent night! Holy night! Shepherds quake at the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar; Heav'nly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Savior, is born! Christ, the Savior, is born!
Silent night! Holy night! Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth; Jesus, Lord, at thy birth.

Sing Praise to Him, 70 - Johann J. Schütz, trans. by Frances Elizabeth Cox.

Sing praise to him who reigns above, The Lord of all creation,
The source of pow'r, the fount of love, The rock of our salvation.
With healing balm my soul he fills And ev'ry faithless murmur stills. To him all praise and glory!
What his almighty pow'r hath made His gracious mercy keepeth.
By morning glow or evening shade His watchful eye ne'er sleepeth.
Within the kingdom of his might, Lo! all is just and all is right. To him all praise and glory!
The Lord is never far away, But, thru all grief distressing,
An ever-present help and stay, Our peace and joy and blessing.
As with a mother's tender hand, He leads his own, his chosen band. To him all praise and glory.
Thus, all my toilsome way along, I sing aloud thy praises,
That men may hear the grateful song My voice unwearied raises.
Be joyful in the Lord, my heart! Both soul and body bear your part. To him all praise and glory.

Sing We Now at Parting, 156 - George Manwaring

Sing we now at parting One more strain of praise. To our Heav'nly Father Sweetest songs we'll raise.
For his loving kindness, For his tender care, Let our songs of gladness Fill this Sabbath air.
Praise him for his mercy; Praise him for his love. For unnumbered blessings Praise the Lord above.
Let our happy voices Still the notes prolong. One alone is worthy Of our sweetest song.
Jesus, our Redeemer, Now out praises hear. While we bow before thee, Lend a list'ning ear.
Save us, Lord, from error. Watch us day by day. Help us now to serve thee In a pleasing way.

Softly Beams the Sacred Dawning, 56 - John Jaques

Softly beams the sacred dawning Of the great millennial morn,
And to Saints gives welcome warning That the day is hast'ning on, That the day is hast'ning on.
Splendid, rising o'er the mountains, Glowing with celestial cheer,
Streaming from eternal fountains, Rays of living light appear, Rays of living light appear.
Swiftly flee the clouds of darkness; Speedily the mists retire;
Nature's universal blackness I consumed by heav'nly fire, In consumed by heav'nly fire.
Yea, the fair sabbatic era, When the world will be at rest,
Rapidly is drawing nearer; Then all Israel will be blest, Then all Israel will be blest.

Softly Now the Light of Day, 160 - George W. Doane

Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away.
Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee.

Sons of Michael, He Approaches, 51 - Elias L. T. Harrison (© 1985 LDS)

Sons of Michael, he approaches! Rise, the ancient father greet.
Bow, ye thousands, low before him; Minister before his feet.
Hail the patriarch's glad reign, Spreading over sea and main.
Sons of Michael, 'tis his chariot Rolls its burning wheels along!
Raise aloft your voices million In a torrent pow'r of song.
Hail our head with music soft! Raise sweet melodies aloft!
Mother of our generations, Glorious by great Michael's side,
Take thy children's adoration; Endless with thy seed abide.
Lo! to greet thee now advance Thousands in the glorious dance!
Raise a chorus, sons of Michael, Like old ocean's roaring swell,
Till the mighty acclamation Thru rebounding space doth tell
That the ancient one doth reign In his Father's house again!

Sweet Hour of Prayer, 142 - Attr. to William W. Walford

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempter's snare By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
And oft escaped the tempter's snare By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear
To him whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since he bids me seek his face, Believe his word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on him my ev'ry care. And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
I'll cast on him my ev'ry care. And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet Is the Peace the Gospel Brings, 14 - Mary Ann Morton (© 1948 LDS)

Sweet is the peace the gospel brings To seeking minds and true.
With light refulgent on its wings It clears the human view.
Its laws and precepts are divine And show a Father's care.
Transcendent love and mercy shine In each injunction there.
Faithless tradition flees its pow'r, And unbelief gives way.
The gloomy clouds, which used to low'r, Submit to reason's sway.
May we who know the sacred Name From every sin depart.
Then will the Spirit's constant flame Preserve us pure in heart.
Ere long the tempter's power will cease, And sin no more annoy,
No wrangling sects disturb our peace, Or mar our heartfelt joy.
That which we have in part received Will be in part no more,
For he in whom we all believe To us will all restore.
In patience, then, let us possess Our souls till he appear.
On to our mark of calling press; Redemption draweth near.

Sweet Is the Work, 147 - Isaac Watts

Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing.
To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truths at night.
Sweet is the day of sacred rest. No mortal care shall seize my breast.
Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound!
My heart shall triumph in my Lord And bless his works and bless his word.
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels, how divine!
But, oh, what triumph shall I raise To thy dear name through endless days,
When in the realms of joy I see Thy face in full felicity
Sin, my worst enemy before, Shall vex my eyes and ears no more.
My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again.
Then shall I see and hear and know All I desired and wished below,
And every pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy.

Teach Me to Walk in the Light, 304 - Clara W. McMaster (© 1958 LDS)

Teach me to walk in the light of his love; Teach me to pray to my Father above;
Teach me to know of the things that are right; Teach me, teach me to walk in the light.
Come, little child, and together we'll learn Of his commandments, that we may return
Home to his presence, to live in his sight--Always, always to walk in the light.
Father in Heaven, we thank thee this day For loving guidance to show us the way.
Grateful, we praise thee with songs of delight! Gladly, gladly we'll walk in the light.

Testimony, 137 - Loren C. Dunn (© 1985 LDS)

The witness of the Holy Ghost, As borne by those who know,
Has lifted me again to thee, O Father of my soul.
I know that thou art in thy heav'n. I know the Savior reigns.
I know a prophet speaks to us For our eternal gain.
My eyes are wet; my heart is full. The Spirit speaks today.
O Lord, wilt thou my life renew And in my bosom stay.
As testimony fills my heart, It dulls the pain of days.
For one brief moment, heaven's view Appears before my gaze.

Thanks for the Sabbath School, 278 - William Willes

Thanks for the Sabbath School, Hail to the day When evil and error are fleeing away.
Thanks for our teachers who labor with care That we in the light of the gospel may share.
Join in the jubilee; mingle in song. Join in the joy of the Sabbath School throng.
Great be the glory of those who do right, Who overcome evil, in good take delight.
Now in the morning of life let us try Each virtue to cherish, all vice to decry;
Strive with the noble in deeds that exalt, And battle with energy each childish fault.
Join in the jubilee; mingle in song. Join in the joy of the Sabbath School throng.
Great be the glory of those who do right, Who overcome evil, in good take delight.
May we endeavor through life's devious way To watch and be earnest, true wisdom display;
Try to o'ercome each temptation and snare, Thereby full salvation eternally share.
Join in the jubilee; mingle in song. Join in the joy of the Sabbath School throng.
Great be the glory of those who do right, Who overcome evil, in good take delight.

That Easter Morn, 198 - Marion D. Hanks (© 1975 LDS)

That Easter morn, a grave that burst Proclaimed to man that "Last and First"
Had ris'n again And conquered pain.
This morn renews for us that day When Jesus cast the bonds away,
Took living breath And conquered death.
Thus we in gratitude recall And give our love and pledge our all,
Shed grateful tear And conquer fear.

The Day Dawn is Breaking, 52 - Joseph L. Townsend

The day dawn is breaking, the world is awaking, The clouds of night's darkness are fleeing away.
The worldwide commotion, from ocean to ocean, Now heralds the time of the beautiful day.
Beautiful day of peace and rest, Bright be thy dawn from east to west.
Hail to thine earliest welcome ray, Beautiful, bright, millennial day.
In many a temple the Saints will assemble And labor as saviors of dear ones away.
Then happy reunion and sweetest communion We'll have with our friends in the beautiful day.
Beautiful day of peace and rest, Bright be thy dawn from east to west.
Hail to thine earliest welcome ray, Beautiful, bright, millennial day.
Still let us be doing, our lessons reviewing, Which God has revealed for our walk in his way;
And then, wondrous story, the Lord in his glory Will come in his pow'r in the beautiful day.
Beautiful day of peace and rest, Bright be thy dawn from east to west.
Hail to thine earliest welcome ray, Beautiful, bright, millennial day.
Then pure and supernal, our friendship eternal, With Jesus we'll live, and his counsels obey
Until ev'ry nation will join in salvation And worship the Lord of the beautiful day.
Beautiful day of peace and rest, Bright be thy dawn from east to west.
Hail to thine earliest welcome ray, Beautiful, bright, millennial day.

The First Noel, 213 - Traditional English carol

The first Noel the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! Born is the King of Israel!
They looked up and saw a star Shining in the East beyond them far,
And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel! Born is the King of Israel!

The Glorious Gospel Light Has Shone, 283 - Joel H. Johnson

The glorious gospel light has shone In this the latter day
With such intelligence that none From truth need turn away.
The precious things which had been sealed And from the world kept hid,
The Lord has to his Saints revealed As anciently he did,
And thru the priesthood now restored Again prepared the way
Thru which the dead may hear his word And all his laws obey.
As Christ to spirits went to preach Who were to prison led,
So many Saints have gone to teach The gospel to the dead.
And we for them can be baptized, Yes, for our friends most dear,
That they can with the just be raised When Gabriel's trump they hear;
That they may come with Christ again When he to earth descends,
A thousand years with him to reign, And with their earthly friends.
Now, O ye Saints, rejoice today That you can saviors be
Of all your dead who will obey The gospel and be free.
Then let us rise without restraint And act for those we love,
For they are giving their consent And wait for us to move.

The Happy Day at Last Has Come, 32 - Philo Dibble. Included in the first LDS Hymnbook, 1835.

The happy day at last has come. The truth restored is now made known.
The promised angel's come again To introduce Messiah's reign.
The gospel trump again is heard. The truth from darkness has appeared.
The lands which long benighted lay Have now beheld a glorious day:
The day by prophets long foretold, The day which Abram did behold,
The day that Saints desired so long, When God his great work would perform,
The day when Saints again shall hear The voice of Jesus in their ear,
And angels, who above do reign, Come down to speak again with me.

The Iron Rod, 274 - Joseph L. Townsend

To Nephi, seer of olden time, A vision came from God,
Wherein the holy word sublime Was shown an iron rod.
Hold to the rod, the iron rod; 'Tis strong, and bright, and true.
The iron rod is the word of God; 'Twill safely guide us through.
While on our journey here below, Beneath temptation's pow'r,
Through mists of darkness we must go, In peril ev'ry hour.
Hold to the rod, the iron rod; 'Tis strong, and bright, and true.
The iron rod is the word of God; 'Twill safely guide us through.
And when temptation's pow'r is nigh, Our pathway clouded o'er,
Upon the rod we can rely, And heaven's aid implore.
Hold to the rod, the iron rod; 'Tis strong, and bright, and true.
The iron rod is the word of God; 'Twill safely guide us through.

The Light Divine, 305 - Matilda Watts Cahoon

The light of God rests on the face Of brook and flow'r and tree
And kindles in our happy hearts The hope of things to be.
Father, let thy light divine Shine on us, we pray. Touch our eyes that we may see; Teach us to obey.
Ours the sacred mission is To bear thy message far. The light of faith is in our hearts, Truth our guiding star.
The light of faith abides within The heart of ev'ry child;
Like buds that wait for blossoming, It grows with radiance mild.
Father, let thy light divine Shine on us, we pray. Touch our eyes that we may see; Teach us to obey.
Ours the sacred mission is To bear thy message far. The light of faith is in our hearts, Truth our guiding star.
Today thine unseen purposes By faith's rare light we feel.
Dear Father, make us pure in heart; To us thy will reveal.
Father, let thy light divine Shine on us, we pray. Touch our eyes that we may see; Teach us to obey.
Ours the sacred mission is To bear thy message far. The light of faith is in our hearts, Truth our guiding star.

The Lord Be with Us, 161 - John Ellerton (© 1948 LDS)

The Lord be with us as we walk Along our homeward road.
In silent thought or friendly talk, Our hearts be near to God.
In silent thought or friendly talk, Our hearts be near to God.
The Lord be with us till the night Enfold our day of rest,
And be in ev'ry heart the light, In ev'ry home the guest.
And be in ev'ry heart the light, In ev'ry home the guest.
The Lord be with us thru the hours Of slumber calm and deep,
Protect our homes, renew our pow'rs, And guard us as we sleep.
Protect our homes, renew our pow'rs, And guard us as we sleep.

The Lord is My Light, 89 - James Nicholson

The Lord is my light; then why should I fear? By day and by night his presence is near.
He is my salvation from sorrow and sin; This blessed assurance the Spirit doth bring.
The Lord is my light; He is my joy and my song.
By day and by night he leads, he leads me along.
The Lord is my light; tho clouds may arise, Faith, stronger than sight, looks up thru the skies
Where Jesus forever in glory doth reign. Then how can I ever in darkness remain?
The Lord is my light; He is my joy and my song.
By day and by night he leads, he leads me along.
The Lord is my light; the Lord is my strength. I know in his might I'll conquer at length.
My weakness in mercy he covers with pow'r, And, walking by faith, I am blest ev'ry hour.
The Lord is my light; He is my joy and my song.
By day and by night he leads, he leads me along.
The Lord is my light, my all and in all. There is in his sight no darkness at all.
He is my Redeemer, my Savior, and King. With Saints and with angels his praises I'll sing.
The Lord is my light; He is my joy and my song.
By day and by night he leads, he leads me along.

The Lord is My Shepherd, 108 - James Montgomery, based on Psalm 23

The Lord is my Shepherd; no want shall I know. I feed in green pastures; safe-folded I rest.
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when oppressed,
Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when oppressed.
Thru the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear
Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay. No harm can befall with my Comforter near.
No harm can befall with my Comforter near.
In the midst of affliction my table is spread. With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er.
With perfume and oil thou anointest my head. Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more?
Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more?

The Lord My Pasture Will Prepare, 109 - Joseph Addison

The Lord my pasture will prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care.
His presence will my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye.
My noonday walks he will attend, And all my silent midnight hours defend.
When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wand'ring steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the cooling verdant landscape flow.

The Morning Breaks, 1 - Parley P. Pratt

The morning breaks, the shadows flee; Lo, Zion's standard is unfurled!
The dawning of a brighter day, The dawning of a brighter day Majestic rises on the world.
The clouds of error disappear Before the rays of truth divine;
The glory bursting from afar, The glory bursting from afar Wide o'er the nations soon will shine.
The Gentile fulness now comes in, And Israel's blessings are at hand.
Lo, Judah's remnant, cleansed from sin, Lo, Judah's remnant, cleansed from sin, Shall in their promised Canaan stand.
Jehovah speaks! let earth give ear, And Gentile nations turn and live.
His mighty arm is making bare, His mighty arm is making bare His cov'nant people to receive.
Angels from heav'n and truth from earth Have met, and both have record borne;
Thus Zion's light is bursting forth, Thus Zion's light is bursting forth To bring her ransomed children home.

The Priesthood of Our Lord (Men), 320 - John Craven (© 1985 LDS)

Brethren, pow'r by earthly standards Comes by rank or wealth or sword;
But the pow'r above all others Is the priesthood of our Lord.
It is ours, the total armor--Priesthood held by Christ, our Lord--
If, as brethren, we are worthy Of the Spirit's whispered word.
Let us venture forth in freedom With the priesthood as our guide--
Deacons, teachers, priests, and elders, Seeking virtue side by side.

The Spirit of God, 2 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

The Spirit of God like a fire is burning, The latter-day glory begins to come forth;
The visions and blessings of old are returning, And angels are coming to visit the earth.
We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of heaven, Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!
Let glory to them in the highest be given, Henceforth and forever, Amen and amen!
The Lord is extending the Saints' understanding, Restoring their judges and all as at first.
The knowledge and power of God are expanding; The veil o'er the earth is beginning to burst.
We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of heaven, Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!
Let glory to them in the highest be given, Henceforth and forever, Amen and amen!
We'll call in our solemn assemblies in spirit, To spread forth the kingdom of heaven abroad,
That we through our faith may begin to inherit The visions and blessings and glories of God.
We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of heaven, Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!
Let glory to them in the highest be given, Henceforth and forever, Amen and amen!
How blessed the day when the lamb and the lion Shall lie down together without any ire,
And Ephraim be crowned with his blessings in Zion, As Jesus descends with his chariot of fire!
We'll sing and we'll shout with the armies of heaven, Hosanna, hosanna to God and the Lamb!
Let glory to them in the highest be given, Henceforth and forever, Amen and amen!

The Star-Spangled Banner, 340 - Francis Scott Key

Oh say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof thru the night that our flag was still there.
Oh say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen thru the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines on the stream;
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh, long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh, thus be it ever, when free men shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's desolation!
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust!"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

The Time Is Far Spent, 266 - Eliza R. Snow

The time is far spent; there is little remaining To publish glad tidings by sea and by land.
Then hasten, ye heralds; go forward proclaiming: Repent for the kingdom of heaven's at hand,
Repent, for the kingdom of heaven's at hand.
Shrink not from your duty, however unpleasant, But follow the Savior, your pattern and friend.
Our little afflictions, tho painful at present, Ere long, with the righteous, in glory will end.
Ere long, with the righteous, in glory will end.
What, tho, if the favor of Ahman possessing, This world's bitter hate you are called to endure?
The angels are waiting to crown you with blessings! Go forward, be faithful, the promise is sure.
Go forward, be faithful, the promise is sure.

The Voice of God Again Is Heard, 18 - Evan Stephens

The voice of God again is heard. The silence has been broken.
The curse of darkness is withdrawn. The Lord from heav'n has spoken.
Rejoice, ye living and ye dead! Rejoice, for your salvation
Begins anew this happy morn Of final dispensation.
O messengers of truth, go forth; Proclaim the gospel story.
Go forth the nations to prepare To greet the King of glory.
We shout hosanna, shout again, Till all creation blending
Shall join in one great, grand amen Of anthems never-ending.

The Wintry Day, Descending to Its Close, 37 - Orson F. Whitney

The wintry day, descending to its close, Invites all wearied nature to repose,
And shades of night are falling dense and fast, Like sable curtains closing o'er the past.
Pale through the gloom the newly fallen snow Wraps in the shroud the silent earth below
As tho 'twere mercy's hand had spread the pall, A symbol of forgiveness unto all.
I cannot got o rest, but linger still In meditation at my windowsill,
While, like the twinkling stars in heaven's dome, Come one by one sweet memories of home.
And wouldst thou ask me where my fancy roves To reproduce the happy scenes it loves,
Where hope and memory together dwell And paint the pictured beauties that I tell?
Away beyond the prairies of the West, Where exiled Saints in solitude were blest,
Where industry the seal of wealth has set Amid the peaceful vales of Deseret,
Unheeding still the fiercest blasts that blow, With tops encrusted by eternal snow,
The tow'ring peaks that shield the tender sod Stand, types of freedom reared by nature's God.
The wilderness, that naught before would yield, Is now become a fertile, fruitful field.
Where roamed at will the fearless Indian band, The templed cities of the Saints now stand.
And sweet religion in its purity Invites all men to its security.
There is my home, the spot I love so well, Whose worth and beauty pen nor tongue can tell.

There Is a Green Hill Far Away, 194 - Cecil Frances Alexander

There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall,
Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains he had to bear,
But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there.
There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin.
He only could unlock the gate Of heav'n and let us in.
Oh, dearly, dearly has he loved! And we must love him too,
And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do.

There Is Sunshine in My Soul Today, 227 - Eliza E. Hewitt

There is sunshine in my soul today, More glorious and bright
Than glows in any earthly sky, For Jesus is my light.
Oh there's sunshine, blessed sunshine When the peaceful happy moments roll.
When Jesus shows his smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There is music in my soul today, A carol to my King,
And Jesus listening can hear The songs I cannot sing.
Oh there's sunshine, blessed sunshine When the peaceful happy moments roll.
When Jesus shows his smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There is springtime in my soul today, For when the Lord is near,
The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flow'rs of grace appear.
Oh there's sunshine, blessed sunshine When the peaceful happy moments roll.
When Jesus shows his smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.
There is gladness in my soul today, And hope and praise and love,
For blessings which he gives me now, For joys "laid up" above.
Oh there's sunshine, blessed sunshine When the peaceful happy moments roll.
When Jesus shows his smiling face, There is sunshine in the soul.

They, the Builders of the Nation, 36 - Ida R. Alldredge (© 1948 LDS)

They, the builders of the nation, Blazing trails along the way;
Steppingstones for generations Were their deeds of ev'ry day.
Building new and firm foundations, Pushing on the wild frontier,
Forging onward, ever onward, Blessed, honored Pioneer!
Service ever was their watchcry; Love became their guiding star;
Courage, their unfailing beacon, Radiating near and far.
Ev'ry day some burden lifted, Ev'ry day some heart to cheer,
Ev'ry day some hope the brighter, Blessed, honored Pioneer!
As an ensign to the nation, They unfurled the flag of truth;
Pillar, guide, and inspiration To the hosts of waiting youth.
Honor, praise, and veneration To the founders we revere!
List our song of adoration, Blessed, honored Pioneer!

This House We Dedicate to Thee, 245 - Henry W. Naisbitt

This house we dedicate to thee, Our God, our fathers' God.
Wilt thou accept and deign to bless The path our feet have trod?
Wilt thou thy servants here inspire When in thy name they speak?
And wilt thou bless each contrite soul Who here thy face doth seek?
Here may our sons and daughters come And find that peace which swells
From grateful hearts, when touched by thee, Wherein thy Spirit dwells!

Though Deepening Trials, 122 - Eliza R. Snow

Though deep'ning trials throng your way, Press on, press on, ye Saints of God!
Ere long the resurrection day Will spread its life and truth abroad, Will spread its life and truth abroad.
Though outward ills await us here, The time, at longest, is not long
Ere Jesus Christ will reappear, Surrounded by a glorious throng, Surrounded by a glorious throng.
Lift up your hearts in praise to God; Let your rejoicings never cease.
Though tribulations rage abroad, Christ says, "In me ye shall have peace." Christ says, "In me ye shall have peace."
What though our rights have been assailed? What though by foes we've been despoiled?
Jehovah's promise has not failed; Jehovah's purpose is not foiled. Jehovah's purpose is not foiled.
This work is moving on apace, And great events are rolling forth;
The kingdom of the latter days, The "little stone", must fill the earth, The "little stone" must fill the earth.
Though Satan rage, 'tis all in vain; The words the ancient prophet spoke
Sure as the throne of God remain; Nor men nor devils can revoke. Nor men nor devils can revoke.
All glory to his holy name Who sends his faithful servants forth
To prove the nations, to proclaim Salvation's tidings through the earth. Salvation's tidings through the earth.

Thy Holy Word, 279 - Gardner (© 1985 LDS)

We love to hear thy holy word Proclaimed in latter days.
It lifts our hearts; our souls are stirred To glorify thy ways.
We love to read thy holy word With quiet thought and prayer.
Thy Spirit's whisp'rings we have heard; We feel thy constant care.
We love to share thy holy word; Thy gospel we proclaim.
We humbly bear our witness, Lord, Of thy redeeming name.
We thank thee for thy holy word; With joy we sing thy praise.
Oh, help us, Lord, to learn thy word And live it all our days.

Thy Servants Are Prepared, 261 - Marilyn McMeen Brown (© 1985 LDS)

Thy servants are prepared To teach thy word abroad,
To gather in thy sheep To thee, O Lamb of God.
Let these, thy servants, speak With heart and voice of youth,
And fill the world's dark lamps With light, the flame of truth.
In all of Zion's stakes Thy love shall conquer night,
While darkness draws away From thy revealing light.

Thy Spirit, Lord, Has Stirred Our Souls, 157 - (© 1948 LDS)

Thy Spirit, Lord, has stirred our souls, And by its inward shining glow
We see anew our sacred goals And feel thy nearness here below.
No burning bush near Sinai Could show thy presence, Lord, more nigh.
"Did not our hearts within us burn?" We know the Spirit's fire is here.
It makes our souls for service yearn; It makes the path of duty clear.
Lord, may it prompt us, day by day, In all we do, in all we say.

Thy Will, O Lord, Be Done, 188 - Frank I. Kooyman (© 1985 LDS)

When in the wondrous realms above Our Savior had been called upon
To save our world of sin by love, He said, "Thy will, O Lord, be done."
The King of Kings left worlds of light, Became the meek and lowly One;
In brightest day or darkest night, He said, "Thy will, O Lord, be done."
No crown of thorns, no cruel cross Could make our great Redeemer shun.
He counted his own will but naught, And said, "Thy will, O Lord, be done."
We take the bread and cup this day In mem'ry of the sinless One,
And pray for strength, that we may say, "As he, "Thy will, O Lord, be done."

'Tis Sweet to Sing the Matchless Love, 176 and
'Tis Sweet to Sing the Matchless Love, 177 - George A. Manwaring

'Tis sweet to sing the matchless love Of Him who left his home above
And came to earth--oh, wondrous plan--To suffer, bleed, and die for man!
(#177 only) For Jesus died on Calvary, That all thru him might ransomed be.
Then sing hosannas to his name; Let heav'n and earth his love proclaim.
'Tis good to meet each Sabbath day And, in his own appointed way,
Partake the emblems of his death, And thus renew our love and faith.
(#177 only) For Jesus died on Calvary, That all thru him might ransomed be.
Then sing hosannas to his name; Let heav'n and earth his love proclaim.
Oh, blessed hour! communion sweet! When children, friends, and teachers meet
And, in remembrance of his grace, Unite in sweetest songs of praise.
(#177 only) For Jesus died on Calvary, That all thru him might ransomed be.
Then sing hosannas to his name; Let heav'n and earth his love proclaim.
(#176 only) For Jesus died on Calvary, That all thru him might ransomed be.
Then sing hosannas to his name; Let heav'n and earth his love proclaim.

Today, While the Sun Shines, 229 - L. Clark

Today, while the sun shines, work with a will; Today all your duties with patience fulfill.
Today, while the birds sing, harbor no care; Call life a good gift; call the world fair.
Today, today, work with a will; Today, today, your duties fulfill.
Today, today, work while you may; Prepare for tomorrow by working today.
Today seek the treasure better than gold, The peace and the joy that are found in the fold.
Today seek the gems that shine in the heart; While here we labor, choose the better part.
Today, today, work with a will; Today, today, your duties fulfill.
Today, today, work while you may; Prepare for tomorrow by working today.
Today seek for goodness, virtue, and truth, As crown of your life and the grace of your youth.
Today, while the heart beats, live to be true, Constant and faithful all the way through.
Today, today, work with a will; Today, today, your duties fulfill.
Today, today, work while you may; Prepare for tomorrow by working today.

True to the Faith, 254 - Evan Stephens

Shall the youth of Zion falter In defending truth and right?
While the enemy assaileth, Shall we shrink or shun the fight? No!
True to the faith that our parents have cherished, True to the truth for which martyrs have perished,
To God's command, Soul, heart, and hand, Faithful and true we will ever stand.
While we know the pow'rs of darkness Seek to thwart the work of God,
Shall the children of the promise Cease to grasp the iron rod? No!
True to the faith that our parents have cherished, True to the truth for which martyrs have perished,
To God's command, Soul, heart, and hand, Faithful and true we will ever stand.
We will work out our salvation; We will cleave unto the truth;
We will watch and pray and labor With the fervent zeal of youth. Yes!
True to the faith that our parents have cherished, True to the truth for which martyrs have perished,
To God's command, Soul, heart, and hand, Faithful and true we will ever stand.
We will strive to be found worthy Of the kingdom of our Lord,
With the faithful ones redeemed Who have loved and kept his word. Yes!
True to the faith that our parents have cherished, True to the truth for which martyrs have perished,
To God's command, Soul, heart, and hand, Faithful and true we will ever stand.

Truth Eternal, 4 - Parley P. Pratt

Truth eternal, truth divine, In thine ancient fulness shine!
Burst the fetters of the mind From the millions of mankind!
Truth again restored to earth, Opened with a prophet's birth.
Priests of heaven's royal line Bear the keys of truth divine!
Truth shall triumph as the light Chases far the misty night.
Endless ages own its sway, Clad in everlasting day.

Truth Reflects upon Our Senses, 273 - Eliza R. Snow; chorus by M. E. Abbey

Truth reflects upon our senses; Gospel light reveals to some.
If there still should be offenses, Woe to them by whom they come!
Judge not, that ye be not judged, Was the counsel Jesus gave;
Measure given, large or grudged, Just the same you must receive.
Blessed Savior, thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us In thy praise forevermore.
Jesus said, "Be meek and lowly," For 'tis high to be a judge;
If I would be pure and holy, I must love without a grudge.
It requires a constant labor All his precepts to obey.
If I truly love my neighbor, I am in the narrow way.
Blessed Savior, thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us In thy praise forevermore.
Once I said unto another, "In thine eye there is a mote;
If thou art a friend, a brother, Hold, and let me pull it out."
But I could not see it fairly, For my sight was very dim.
When I came to search more clearly, In mine eye there was a beam.
Blessed Savior, thou wilt guide us, Till we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us In thy praise forevermore.

Turn Your Hearts, 291 - (© 1983 Paul L. Anderson and Lynn R. Carson)

Turn your hearts; the Lord is coming, Malachi the prophet said.
Turn your hearts in preparation To the work of exaltation For the living and the dead.
In the latter days Elijah Will renew the plan sublime.
He will teach you and remind you Of the promises that bind you To all men throughout all time.
Turn your hearts toward your parents--Generations gone before.
May you seek until you find them; In the temple seal and bind them To your hearts forevermore.
Turn in love to all your children--Generations yet to be.
May your deeds of gospel giving, Temple service, righteous living, Bless them all eternally.

Up, Awake, Ye Defenders of Zion, 248 - Charles W. Penrose

Up, awake, ye defenders of Zion! The foe's at the door of your homes;
Let each heart e the heart of a lion, Unyielding and proud as he roams.
Remember the trials of Missouri; Forget not the courage of Nauvoo.
When the enemy host is before you, Stand firm and be faithful and true.
Stand firm and be faithful and true, Stand firm and be faithful and true;
When the enemy host is before you, Stand firm and be faithful and true.
By His power is Zion surrounded; Her warriors are noble and brave,
And their faith on Jehovah is founded, Whose power is mighty to save.
In each soldier a brave heart is beating, Tho our numbers, compared, may be few.
We'll not rest till our foes are retreating, And we'll always be faithful and true.
And we'll always be faithful and true, And we'll always be faithful and true
We'll not rest till our foes are retreating, And we'll always be faithful and true.
Tho, assisted by legions infernal, The plundering foemen advance,
With a host from the regions eternal We'll scatter their troops at a glance.
Soon the kingdom will be independent; In wonder the nations will view
Our Zion in glory resplendent; Then let us be faithful and true.
Then let us be faithful and true, Then let us be faithful and true;
Our Zion in glory resplendent; Then let us be faithful and true.

Upon the Cross of Calvary, 184 - Vilate Raile (© 1948 LDS)

Upon the cross of Calvary They crucified our Lord
And sealed with blood the sacrifice That sanctified his word.
Upon the cross he meekly died For all mankind to see
That death unlocks the passageway Into eternity.
Upon the cross our Savior died, But, dying, brought new birth
Through resurrection's miracle To all the sons of earth.

We Are All Enlisted, 250 - Anonymous, The New Golden Chain, New York, 1866

We are all enlisted till the conflict is o'er; Happy are we! Happy are we!
Soldiers in the army, there's a bright crown in store; We shall win and wear it by and by.
Haste to the battle, quick to the field; Truth is our helmet, buckler, and shield.
Stand by our colors; proudly they wave! We're joyfully, joyfully marching to our home.
We are all enlisted till the conflict is o'er; Happy are we! Happy are we!
Soldiers in the army, there's a bright crown in store; We shall win and wear it by and by.
Hark! the sound of battle sounding loudly and clear; Come join the ranks! Come join the ranks!
We are waiting now for soldiers; who'll volunteer? Rally round the standard of the cross.
Hark! 'tis our Captain calls you today; Lose not a moment, make no delay!
Fight for our Savior; come, come away! We're joyfully, joyfully, marching to our home.
We are all enlisted till the conflict is o'er; Happy are we! Happy are we!
Soldiers in the army, there's a bright crown in store; We shall win and wear it by and by.
Fighting for a kingdom, and the world is our foe; Happy are we! Happy are we!
Glad to join the army, we will sing as we go; We shall gain the vict'ry by and by.
Dangers may gather--why should we fear? Jesus, our Leader, ever is near.
He will protect us, comfort, and cheer. We're joyfully, joyfully marching to our home.
We are all enlisted till the conflict is o'er; Happy are we! Happy are we!
Soldiers in the army, there's a bright crown in store; We shall win and wear it by and by.

We Are Marching On to Glory, 225 - John M. Chamberlain

We are marching on to glory; We are working for our crown.
We will make our armor brighter And never lay it down.
We are marching, marching homeward To that bright land afar.
We work for life eternal; It is our guiding star.
Then day by day we are marching; To heaven we are bound.
Each good act brings us nearer That home where we'll be crowned.
We are marching, marching homeward To that bright land afar.
We work for life eternal; It is our guiding star.
Then, with the ransomed children That throng the starry throne,
We will praise our Lord and Savior, His pow'r and mercy own.
We are marching, marching homeward To that bright land afar.
We work for life eternal; It is our guiding star.

We Are Sowing, 216 - Anonymous, Pure Diamonds, Cleveland, 1872

We are sowing, daily sowing Countless seeds of good and ill,
Scattered on the level lowland, Cast upon the windy hill;
Seeds that sink in rich, brown furrows, Soft with heaven's gracious rain;
Seeds that rest upon the surface Of the dry, unyielding plain;
Seeds that fall amid the stillness Of the lonely mountain glen;
Seeds cast out in crowded places, Trodden under foot of men;
Seeds by idle hearts forgotten, Flung at random on the air;
Seeds by faithful souls remembered, Sown in tears and love and prayer;
Seeds that lie unchanged, unquickened, Lifeless on the teeming mold;
Seeds that live and grow and flourish When the sower's hand is cold.
By a whisper sow we blessings; By a breath we scatter strife.
In our words and thoughts and actions Lie the seeds of death and life.
Thou who knowest all our weakness, Leave us not to sow alone!
Bid thine angels guard the furrows Where the precious grain is sown,
Till the fields are crown'd with glory, Filled with mellow, ripened ears,
Filled with fruit of life eternal From the seed we sowed in tears.

We Ever Pray for Thee, 23 - H. A. Tuckett

We ever pray for thee, our prophet dear,That God will give to thee comfort and cheer;
As the advancing years furrow thy brow, Still may the light within shine bright as now,
Still may the light within shine bright as now.
We ever pray for thee with all our hearts, That strength be given thee to do thy part,
To guide and counsel us from day to day, To shed a holy light around our way,
To shed a holy light around our way.
We ever pray for thee with fervent love; And as the children's prayer is heard above,
Thou shalt be ever blest, and God will give All that is meet and best while thou shalt live,
All that is meet and best while thou shalt live.

We Give Thee But Thine Own, 218 - William Walsham How

We give thee but thine own, Whate'er the gift may be,
For all we have is thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from thee.
2. May we thy bounties thus As stewards true receive,
And gladly, as thou blessest us, To thee our firstfruits give.
To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels' work below.
And we believe thy word, Tho dim our faith may be;
Whate'er we do for thine, O Lord, We do it unto thee.

We Have Partaken of Thy Love, 155 - Mabel Jones Gabbott (© 1985 LDS)

We have partaken of thy love, O Lord, this sacred hour;
We have renewed our covenants And felt thy cleansing pow'r, And felt thy cleansing pow'r.
Let us go forth refreshed, resolved To serve our fellowmen,
Forgive our neighbors, live thy word, Until we come again, Until we come again.
Raising to thee in song and word Our praise, most holy One,
We ask thy benediction, Lord, Thru thy Beloved Son, Thru thy Beloved Son.

We Listen to a Prophet's Voice, 22 - Marylou Cunningham Leavitt (© 1985 LDS)

We listen to a prophet's voice and hear the Savior too.
With love he bids us do the work the Lord would have us do.
The Savior calls his chosen seer to preach the word of God,
That men might learn to find the path marked by the iron rod.
In ev'ry land, in ev'ry tongue, our prophet will be heard;
How swiftly round the world his voice reveals the gospel word!
The sacred message that he brings will witness and agree
With ev'ry prophet called of God throughout earth's history.
Hosanna! Let our praise ascend unto the Savior's throne;
Rejoice! The prophet has confirmed that by Him we are known.
Attend, ye earth! The prophet speaks; come listen and obey.
He is the man who holds the keys of priesthood pow'r today.

We Love Thy House, O God, 247 - William Bullock (© 1948 LDS)

We love thy house, O God, Wherein thine honor dwells.
The joy of thine abode All earthly joy excels.
It is the house of prayer, Wherein thy servants meet,
And thou, O Lord, art there, Thy chosen flock to greet.
We love the word of life, The word that tells of peace,
Of comfort in the strife, Of joys that never cease.

We Meet Again As Sisters (Women), 311 - Paul L. Anderson (© 1985 LDS)

We meet again as sisters On this the Sabbath day To worship God together, To testify and pray.
Now may the Holy Spirit, Descending like a dove, Enlarge our minds with knowledge And fill our hearts with love.
We meet to plan our service To neighbors now in need. May charity and kindness Inspire our ev'ry deed.
And as we use our talents For good and noble ends, May God be our companion and angels be our friends.
We meet to sing together The praises of our Lord, To seek our exaltation According to his word.
To ev'ry gospel blessing The Lord has turned the key, That we, with heav'nly parents, May sing eternally.

We Meet Again in Sabbath School, 282 - George Manwaring

We meet again in Sabbath School On this the Lord's own day,
Where joyful gladness is the rule, And love doth bear its sway;
Where all may join in songs of praise To him who reigns above,
And thankful hearts and voices raise For his redeeming love.
We meet again, yes, gladly meet, To learn the will of God,
For wisdom seeking, that our feet May walk the narrow road.
O Father, let thy Spirit dwell In ev'ry willing heart,
That we may love and serve thee well, And ne'er from thee depart.
Oh, happy day on which we meet With friends and teachers dear,
And in this ever sweet retreat Their blessed teachings hear;
With precious truths our minds are stored, The gospel plan made plain.
Each Sabbath day, with one accord, Oh, let us meet again.

We Meet, Dear Lord, 151 - Vernald W. Johns (© 1985 LDS)

We meet, dear Lord, in meekness all, Responding to thy Sabbath call
To gather here in thy blest name, And pledge our faithfulness again.
Thy counsels true we love to hear, And feel thy Spirit's presence near,
As we with friends our voices raise In prayer and songs of joyous praise.
In oneness and in love we come Once more to this our Sabbath home,
Rejoicing in thy welcome here, Unto this place of peace and prayer.

We Thank Thee, O God, for a Prophet, 19 - William Fowler

We thank thee, O God, for a prophet To guide us in these latter days.
We thank thee for sending the gospel To lighten our minds with its rays.
We thank thee for every blessing Bestowed by thy bounteous hand.
We feel it a pleasure to serve thee, And love to obey thy command.
When dark clouds of trouble hang o'er us And threaten our peace to destroy,
There is hope smiling brightly before us, And we know that deliv'rance is nigh.
We doubt not the Lord nor his goodness. We've proved him in days that are past.
The wicked who fight against Zion Will surely be smitten at last.
We'll sing of his goodness and mercy. We'll praise him by day and by night,
Rejoice in his glorious gospel, And bask in its life-giving light.
Thus on to eternal perfection The honest and faithful will go,
While they who reject this glad message Shall never such happiness know.

We Will Sing of Zion, 47 - Merrill Bradshaw (© 1980 LDS)

We will sing of Zion, Kingdom of our God.
Zion is the pure in heart, Those who seek the Savior's part.
Zion soon in all the world Will rise to meet her God.
Thru the revelations Giv'n by God to men,
Heaven's truth is placed on earth; Prophets teach its pow'r and worth.
Zion readies us to see The Savior come again.
When the Saints of Zion Keep his law in truth,
Hate and war and strife will cease; Men will live in love and peace.
Heav'nly Zion, come once more And cover all the earth.

We'll Sing All Hail to Jesus' Name, 182 - Richard Alldridge

We'll sing all hail to Jesus' name, And praise and honor give
To him who bled on Calvary's hill And died that we might live.
He passed the portals of the grave; Salvation was his song;
He called upon the sinbound soul To join the heav'nly throng.
He seized the keys of death and hell And bruised the serpent's head;
He bid the prison doors unfold, The grave yield up her dead.
The bread and water represent His sacrifice for sin;
Ye Saints, partake and testify Ye do remember him.

We're Not Ashamed to Own Our Lord, 57 - William W. Phelps. Included in the first LDS hymnbook, 1835.

We're not ashamed to own our Lord And worship him on earth.
We love to learn his holy word And know what souls are worth.
When Jesus comes in burning flame To recompense the just,
The world will know the only name In which the Saints can trust.
When he comes down from heav'n to earth With all his holy band,
Before creation's second birth, We hope with him to stand.
He then will give us a new name, With robes of righteousness,
And, in the New Jerusalem, Eternal happiness.

Welcome, Welcome, Sabbath Morning, 280 - Robert B. Baird

Welcome, welcome, Sabbath morning; Now we rest from ev'ry care.
Welcome, welcome is thy dawning, Holy Sabbath, day of prayer.
Loving teachers kindly greet us As we meet in Sunday School,
Where they labor hard to teach us By the Savior's golden rule.
Welcome, welcome, Sabbath morning, Now we rest from ev'ry care.
Welcome, welcome is thy dawning, Holy Sabbath, day of prayer.
Hark! the Sabbath bells are ringing; Hear the echoes all around.
List! the merry children singing! What a pleasing, joyful sound!
Ev'ry tender note entreats us, Bids us come, nor longer stay.
On our way the music greets us; Hasten, hasten, come away.
Welcome, welcome, Sabbath morning, Now we rest from ev'ry care.
Welcome, welcome is thy dawning, Holy Sabbath, day of prayer.
Here we bow in meek devotion; Here we sing God's holy praise.
Here our hearts, with fond emotion, Seek to learn his holy ways.
From the books of revelation We are taught while yet in youth.
Words of heav'nly inspiration Guide us in the path of truth.
Welcome, welcome, Sabbath morning, Now we rest from ev'ry care.
Welcome, welcome is thy dawning, Holy Sabbath, day of prayer.
Here we meet with friends and neighbors; Parents too are in the throng.
We are earnest in our labors. To God's kingdom we belong.
Trials make our faith grow stronger; Truth is nobler than a crown.
We will brave the tempest longer Tho the world upon us frown.
Welcome, welcome, Sabbath morning, Now we rest from ev'ry care.
Welcome, welcome is thy dawning, Holy Sabbath, day of prayer.

What Glorious Scenes Mine Eyes Behold, 16 - Anonymous, ca. 1840

What glorious scenes mine eyes behold! What wonders burst upon my view!
When Ephraim's records I unfold, All things appear divinely new.
All things appear divinely new.
Good news to earth have angels borne, Which fills our souls with joy and peace.
Good tidings comfort those who mourn And bring the captive full release,
And bring the captive full release.
The scattered sheep, who once were sold In darkness o'er the mountains far,
Shall now return unto their fold And there their waiting hearts prepare,
And there their waiting hearts prepare.
Now Israel, long oppressed and grieved In ev'ry land, in ev'ry clime,
Shall hear the word of God and live; This is the time, the chosen time.
This is the time, the chosen time.

What Was Witnessed in the Heavens? 11 - John S. Davis

What was witnessed in the heavens? Why, an angel earthward bound.
Had he something with him bringing? Yes, the gospel, joyful sound!
It was to be preached in power On the earth, the angel said,
To all men, all tongues and nations That upon its face are spread.
Had we not before the gospel? Yes, it came of old to men.
Then what is this latter gospel? 'Tis the first one come again.
This was preached by Paul and Peter And by Jesus Christ, the Head.
This we latter Saints are preaching; We their footsteps wish to tread.
Where so long has been the gospel? Did it pass from earth away?
Yes, 'twas taken back to heaven Till should dawn a brighter day.
What became of those departed, Knowing not the gospel plan?
In the spirit world they'll hear it; God is just to ev'ry man.

When Faith Endures, 128 - Naomi W. Randall (© 1985 LDS)

I will not doubt, I will not fear; God's love and strength are always near.
His promised gift helps me to find An inner strength and peace of mind.
I give the Father willingly My trust, my prayers, humility.
His Spirit guides; his love assures That fear departs when faith endures.

Where Can I Turn for Peace? 129 - Emma Lou Thayne (© 1973 LDS)

Where can I turn for peace? Where is my solace When other sources cease to make me whole?
When with a wounded heart, anger, or malice, I draw myself apart, Searching my soul?
Where, when my aching grows, Where, when I languish, Where, in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish? Who, who can understand? He, only One.
He answers privately, Reaches my reaching In my Gethsemane, Savior and Friend.
Gentle the peace he finds for my beseeching. Constant he is and kind, Love without end.

While of These Emblems We Partake, 173 and
While of These Emblems We Partake, 174 - John Nicholson

While of these emblems we partake In Jesus' name and for his sake,
Let us remember and be sure Our hearts and hands are clean and pure.
For us the blood of Christ was shed; For us on Calvary's cross he bled,
And thus dispelled the awful gloom That else were this creation's doom.
The law was broken; Jesus died That justice might be satisfied,
That man might not remain a slave Of death, of hell, or of the grave.
But rise triumphant from the tomb, And in eternal splendor bloom,
Freed from the pow'r of death and pain, With Christ, the Lord, to rule and reign.

While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks, 211 - Nahum Tate; based on Luke 2:8-14

While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around.
"Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind;
"Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind."
"To you, in David's town this day, Is born of David's line
The Savior who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign:
The heav'nly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed,
All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid."
Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng
Of angels praising God who thus Addressed their joyful song:
"All glory be to God on high And on the earth be peace.
Goodwill henceforth from heav'n to men Begin and never cease."

Who's on the Lord's Side? 260 - Hannah Last Cornaby

Who's on the Lord's side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
We wage no common war, Cope with no common foe.
The enemy's awake; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Who's on the Lord's side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
We serve the living God, And want his foes to know
That, if but few, we're great; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
We're going on to win; No fear must blanch the brow.
The Lord of Hosts is ours; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Who's on the Lord's side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
The stone cut without hands To fill the earth must grow.
Who'll help to roll it on? Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Our ensign to the world Is floating proudly now.
No coward bears our flag; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Who's on the Lord's side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
The pow'rs of earth and hell In rage direct the blow
That's aimed to crush the work; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Truth, life, and liberty, Freedom from death and woe,
Are stakes we're fighting for; Who's on the Lord's side? Who?
Who's on the Lord's side? Who? Now is the time to show.
We ask it fearlessly: Who's on the Lord's side? Who?

With All the Power of Heart and Tongue, 79 - Isaac Watts (© 1948 LDS)

With all the pow'r of heart and tongue, I'll praise my Maker in my song.
Angels shall hear the notes I'll raise, Approve the song, and join the praise.
I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord; I'll sing the wonders of thy word.
Not all thy works and names below So much thy pow'r and glory show.
Amidst a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guided by thy hand.
Thy words my fainting soul revive And keep my dying faith alive.

With Humble Heart, 171 - Zara Sabin (© 1985 LDS)

With humble heart, I bow my head And think of thee, O Savior, Lord.
I take the water and the bread To show remembrance of thy word.
Help me remember, I implore, Thou gav'st thy life on Calvary,
That I might live forevermore And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.
To be like thee! I lift my eyes From earth below toward heav'n above,
That I may learn from vaulted skies How I my worthiness can prove.
As I walk daily here on earth, Give me thy Spirit as I seek
A change of heart, another birth, And grow, dear Lord, to be like thee.

With Songs of Praise, 71 - Penelope Moody Allen (© 1985 LDS)

With songs of praise and gratitude We worship God above,
In words and music give our thanks For his redeeming love.
Then come before God's presence! With singing worship him!
Express the heart too full to speak, In one exultant hymn.
The Lord has said a heartfelt song By righteous ones is prayer;
A hymn unites us and invites The Spirit to be there.
Then come before God's presence! With singing worship him!
Express the heart too full to speak, In one exultant hymn.
In former days glad hymns were sung By seed of Abraham;
The Saints shall sing, when Christ shall come, The new song of the Lamb.
Then come before God's presence! With singing worship him!
Express the heart too full to speak, In one exultant hymn.

With Wondering Awe, 210 - Anonymous, Laudis Corona, Boston, 1885

With wond'ring awe the wise men saw The star in heaven springing,
And with delight, in peaceful night, They heard the angels singing:
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to his name!
By light of star they traveled far To seek the lowly manger,
A humble bed wherein was laid The wondrous little Stranger.
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to his name!
And still is found, the world around, The old and hallowed story,
And still is sung in ev'ry tongue The angels' song of glory:
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to his name!
The heav'nly star its rays afar On ev'ry land is throwing,
And shall not cease till holy peace In all the earth is growing.
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna to his name!

Ye Elders of Israel (Men), 319 - Cyrus H. Wheelock

Ye elders of Israel, come join now with me And seek out the righteous, where'er they may be--
In desert, on mountain, on land, or on sea--And bring them to Zion, the pure and the free.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.
The harvest is great, and the lab'rers are few; But if we're united, we all things can do.
We'll gather the wheat from the midst of the tares And bring them from bondage, from sorrows and snares.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.
We'll go to the poor, like our Captain of old, And visit the weary, the hungry, and cold;
We'll cheer up their hearts with the news that he bore And point them to Zion and life evermore.
O Babylon, O Babylon, we bid thee farewell; We're going to the mountains of Ephraim to dwell.

Ye Simple Souls Who Stray, 118 - Charles Wesley

Ye simple souls who stray Far from the path of peace,
That lonely, unfrequented way To life and happiness,
Why will ye folly love, And throng the downward road,
And hate the wisdom from above, And mock the sons of God?
Madness and misery Ye count our life beneath,
And nothing great or good can see Or glorious in our death.
But thru the Holy Ghost We witness better things,
For he whose blood is all our boast Has made us priests and kings.
Riches unsearchable In Jesus' love we know,
And pleasures springing from the well Of life our souls o'erflow.
As we seek heav'nly bliss, Angels our steps attend,
And God himself our Father is, And Jesus is our Friend.
With him we walk in white; We in his image shine;
Our robes are robes of glorious light, Our righteousness divine.
On all the kings of earth With pity we look down;
And claim, in virtue of our birth, A never-fading crown.

Ye Who Are Called to Labor (Men), 321 - Mary Judd Page

Ye who are called to labor and minister for God,
Blest with the royal priesthood, appointed by his word
To preach among the nations the news of gospel grace,
And publish on the mountains salvation, truth, and peace:
Oh, let not vain ambition nor worldly glory stain
Your minds so pure and holy; acquit yourselves like men.
While lifting up your voices like trumpets long and loud,
Say to the slumb'ring nations: "Prepare to meet your God!"
Then cease from all light speeches, lightmindedness, and pride;
Pray always without ceasing and in the truth abide.
The Comforter will teach you, his richest blessings send.
Your Savior will be with you forever to the end.
Rich blessings there await you, and God will give you faith.
You shall be crowned with glory and triumph over death,
And soon you'll come to Zion, and, bearing each his sheaf,
No more shall taste of sorrow, but glorious crowns receive.

You Can make the Pathway Bright, 228 - Helen Silcott Dungan

You can make the pathway bright, Fill the soul with heaven's light, If there's sunshine in your heart;
Turning darkness into day, As the shadows fly away, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
If there's sunshine in your heart, You can send a shining ray That will turn the night today;
And your cares will all depart, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
You can speak the gentle word To the heart with anger stirred, If there's sunshine in your heart;
Tho it seems a little thing, It will heaven's blessings bring, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
If there's sunshine in your heart, You can send a shining ray That will turn the night today;
And your cares will all depart, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
You can do a kindly deed To your neighbor in his need, If there's sunshine in your heart;
And his burden you will share As you lift his load of care, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
If there's sunshine in your heart, You can send a shining ray That will turn the night today;
And your cares will all depart, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
You can live a happy life In this world of toil and strife, If there's sunshine in your heart;
And your soul will glow with love From the perfect Light above, If there's sunshine in your heart today.
If there's sunshine in your heart, You can send a shining ray That will turn the night today;
And your cares will all depart, If there's sunshine in your heart today.

Zion Stands with Hills Surrounded, 43 - Thomas Kelly

Zion stands with hills surrounded--Zion, kept by pow'r divine.
All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine.
Happy Zion, Happy Zion, What a favored lot is thine!
Ev'ry human tie may perish, Friend to friend unfaithful prove,
Mothers cease their own to cherish, Heav'n and earth at last remove.
But no changes, But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love.
In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee; Thou art precious in his sight.
God is with thee, God is with thee; Thou shalt triumph in his might.

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