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Remember Lord our mortal state
How frail our lives, how short the day
Where is the man that draws his breath
Safe from disease, secure from death?
Lord, while we see whole nations die,
Our flesh and sense repine and cry;
Must death forever rage and reign?
Or hast thou made mankind in vain?
–Words: Isaac Watts, 1719
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Broad is the road that leads to death
And thousands walk there together
But wisdom shows a narrow path,
With here and there a traveler.
“Deny thyself, and take thy cross”
Is the Redeemer’s great command.
The fearful soul that tires and faints
And walks the ways of God no more
Is but esteemed almost a saint,
And makes his own destruction sure.
Lord let my hopes be not in vain
Create my heart entirely new.
–Words: Isaac Watts, 1707
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And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought;
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot!
–Words: Charles Wesley, 1763
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And am I born to die?
To lay this body down!
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought;
The dreary regions of the dead,
Where all things are forgot!
–Words: Charles Wesley, 1763
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I’m dying, Mother, dying now;
Please raise my aching head,
And fan my heated, burning brow,
Your boy will soon be dead.
Turn o’er my pillow once again,
And kiss my fevered cheek;
I’ll soon be freed from all the pain,
For now I am so weak.
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Must Jesus bear the cross alone,
And all the world go free?
No, there’s a cross for ev’ryone,
And there’s a cross for me.
The consecrated cross I’ll bear
Till death shall set me free;
And then go home my crown to wear,
For there’s a crown for me.
–Words: Thomas Shepherd, 1693
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Away, my unbelieving fear;
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Savior doth not yet appear;
He hides the brightness of His face;
But shall I therefore let Him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no!
I never will give up my shield.
–Words: Charles Wesley, 1742
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A collections of songs for the season of Lent, curated from the Sacred Harp hymnal for the traditional stations of the cross. Originally released in 2013.
newyorkhymns.bandcamp.com/album/songs-for-lent
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All proceeds from this album as sold originally on Noisetrade were given to Plywood People. The album is now free.
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Plywood People creates jobs for refugees in the Atlanta, GA region in need of income.
www.plywoodpeople.com