sense­less

We found "sense­less" used in 17 sacred songs, each carrying a unique message of faith.

sense­less· 17 hymns found
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The star pro­claims the King is here;
The poor, con­tent with gods of coars­er mold,
One Shep­herd, and one fold.
This lit­tle Pil­grim bed;
Sure this can nev­er be our lot,
Glory to God, whose sov­er­eign grace
Life is but a field of bat­tle,
Yet to the grave shalt thou des­cend;
Though great they may seem.
But the vain id­ols they ad­ore
With His own thun­ders—thou wouldst throw
Can chance its proud­est waves re­strain?
They whose hearts were set on id­ols,
They shall not rob me of my pain,
And all His heav­en to me;
And seest thy min­utes wast­ed?

sense­less

That they the saints de­vour?
He takes no realms of earth away
Lopped from a tree, or brok­en from a rock;
Shall to the bats be thrown,
In crib to shroud His head.
Why have we life? If not to gain
Called us to stand be­fore His face,
Of its use­ful­ness and glo­ry,
Shall share the brute cre­ation’s end.
My grief was for naught.
At best a mass of glit­ter­ing ore,
Of dust and dark­ness! Spi­der! Go,
Of teach the ebb its hour to know?
Last of all, the vine­yard’s rul­er,
Or less dis­con­so­late for God.
That can nor feel nor see.
Thou laugh’st and art the de­vil’s tool.

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Are sin­ners now so sense­less grown

That they the saints de­vour?...

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Are sin­ners now so sense­less grown

That they the saints de­vour?

Are Sinners Now So Senseless Grown?

...The star pro­claims the King is here;

But, Her­od, why this sense­less fear?

He takes no realms of earth away...

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The star pro­claims the King is here;

But, Her­od, why this sense­less fear?

He takes no realms of earth away

The Star Proclaims the King Is Here

...The poor, con­tent with gods of coars­er mold,

With tools of ir­on carve the sense­less stock,

Lopped from a tree, or brok­en from a rock;...

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The poor, con­tent with gods of coars­er mold,

With tools of ir­on carve the sense­less stock,

Lopped from a tree, or brok­en from a rock;

Not to Our Names

...One Shep­herd, and one fold.

When ev­ery sense­less id­ol

Shall to the bats be thrown,...

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One Shep­herd, and one fold.

When ev­ery sense­less id­ol

Shall to the bats be thrown,

The Day Is Fast Approaching

...This lit­tle Pil­grim bed;

But forced is He with sense­less beasts

In crib to shroud His head....

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This lit­tle Pil­grim bed;

But forced is He with sense­less beasts

In crib to shroud His head.

New Prince, New Pomp

...Sure this can nev­er be our lot,

Like sense­less brutes, to know Him not!

Why have we life? If not to gain...

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Sure this can nev­er be our lot,

Like sense­less brutes, to know Him not!

Why have we life? If not to gain

What Are We For?

...Glory to God, whose sov­er­eign grace

Hath ani­mat­ed sense­less stones;

Called us to stand be­fore His face,...

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Glory to God, whose sov­er­eign grace

Hath ani­mat­ed sense­less stones;

Called us to stand be­fore His face,

Glory to God, Whose Sovereign Grace

...Life is but a field of bat­tle,

Spite of all the sense­less prat­tle,

Of its use­ful­ness and glo­ry,...

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Life is but a field of bat­tle,

Spite of all the sense­less prat­tle,

Of its use­ful­ness and glo­ry,

Waiting, Calmly Waiting

...Yet to the grave shalt thou des­cend;

The sense­less pride of for­tune’s child

Shall share the brute cre­ation’s end....

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Yet to the grave shalt thou des­cend;

The sense­less pride of for­tune’s child

Shall share the brute cre­ation’s end.

Why Should I Fear in Evil Days?

...Though great they may seem.

My en­vy was sense­less;

My grief was for naught....

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Though great they may seem.

My en­vy was sense­less;

My grief was for naught.

God Loveth the Righteous

...But the vain id­ols they ad­ore

Are sense­less shapes of stone and wood;

At best a mass of glit­ter­ing ore,...

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But the vain id­ols they ad­ore

Are sense­less shapes of stone and wood;

At best a mass of glit­ter­ing ore,

Not to Ourselves

...With His own thun­ders—thou wouldst throw

The bolts of Heav­en! O sense­less son

Of dust and dark­ness! Spi­der! Go,...

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With His own thun­ders—thou wouldst throw

The bolts of Heav­en! O sense­less son

Of dust and dark­ness! Spi­der! Go,

Let Those Who Doubt the Heavenly Source

...Can chance its proud­est waves re­strain?

Command the sense­less tides to flow?

Of teach the ebb its hour to know?...

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Can chance its proud­est waves re­strain?

Command the sense­less tides to flow?

Of teach the ebb its hour to know?

Blush, Atheists, Blush

...They whose hearts were set on id­ols,

Gods they fa­shioned, sense­less, dumb.

Last of all, the vine­yard’s rul­er,...

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They whose hearts were set on id­ols,

Gods they fa­shioned, sense­less, dumb.

Last of all, the vine­yard’s rul­er,

The Householder Sending Forth His Son

...They shall not rob me of my pain,

Or make me sense­less of my load,

Or less dis­con­so­late for God....

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They shall not rob me of my pain,

Or make me sense­less of my load,

Or less dis­con­so­late for God.

When, Dearest Lord, When Shall It Be?

...And all His heav­en to me;

Offers! But ’tis to sense­less brass

That can nor feel nor see....

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And all His heav­en to me;

Offers! But ’tis to sense­less brass

That can nor feel nor see.

Alas, My Aching Heart

...And seest thy min­utes wast­ed?

Thou sense­less wretch, thou match­less fool,

Thou laugh’st and art the de­vil’s tool....

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And seest thy min­utes wast­ed?

Thou sense­less wretch, thou match­less fool,

Thou laugh’st and art the de­vil’s tool.

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