strange

We found "strange" used in 20 sacred songs, each carrying a unique message of faith.

strange· 20 hymns found
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Tonight to Beth­le­hem.
For our reap­ing by and by.
Peace on earth, to men good will.
The snow in the street, and the wind on the door,
They gazed—and si­lence was in Heav­en!
And in her pure heart pon­dered
And in her pure heart pon­dered
When there is wild con­fus­ion round,
A great latch on the door;
Flames by His small and migh­ty camp.
I whis­pered sad and slow,
And hope­less of re­pose.
Your friends may fail you here be­low,
Waiting, wait­ing, oh, how fair!
God’s plans and pur­pos­es to us
Look full in His wonderful face,
Time’s wea­ry brow have worn,
And for the wan­ing joy;
Whose frag­rance none can tell,
Their erst­while homes shall claim;

strange

The star­ry host troops forth:
Till the sweet-voiced bird is flown!
Strange that ci­ty, quaint and still,
Chorus
Their dy­ing Lord en­throned above,
Oh! tell the sto­ry over,
Oh! tell the sto­ry over,
When vex­èd with the sight and sound
Aye, strange, quoth Mel­chi­or.
That is not glad­dened by His face;
To which I soon must go?
Enamored of its harm!
Remember Je­sus still is true,
Never such was seen be­fore,
But where we can not un­der­stand,
In the light of His glory and grace.
The Prince of Peace was born.
Which no­thing can de­stroy.
Doth all our dark dis­pel;
Shall praise His joy­ous name.

...Tonight to Beth­le­hem.

To a strange sweet harp of Zi­on

The star­ry host troops forth:...

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Tonight to Beth­le­hem.

To a strange sweet harp of Zi­on

The star­ry host troops forth:

The Kings of the East are Riding

...For our reap­ing by and by.

Strange we nev­er prize the mu­sic

Till the sweet-voiced bird is flown!...

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For our reap­ing by and by.

Strange we nev­er prize the mu­sic

Till the sweet-voiced bird is flown!

Scatter Seeds of Kindness

...Peace on earth, to men good will.

Strange the si­lent world could slum­ber,

Strange that ci­ty, quaint and still,...

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Peace on earth, to men good will.

Strange the si­lent world could slum­ber,

Strange that ci­ty, quaint and still,

Christmas Hymn

...The snow in the street, and the wind on the door,

To tell of great tid­ings strange and true,

Chorus...

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The snow in the street, and the wind on the door,

To tell of great tid­ings strange and true,

Chorus

From Far Away

...They gazed—and si­lence was in Heav­en!

The saints ad­mire with strange de­light

Their dy­ing Lord en­throned above,...

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They gazed—and si­lence was in Heav­en!

The saints ad­mire with strange de­light

Their dy­ing Lord en­throned above,

The Angels Gazed to See Their God

...And in her pure heart pon­dered

The strange things that were done.

Oh! tell the sto­ry over,...

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And in her pure heart pon­dered

The strange things that were done.

Oh! tell the sto­ry over,

The Babe of Bethlehem (Smith)

...And in her pure heart pon­dered

The strange things that were done.

Oh! tell the sto­ry over,...

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And in her pure heart pon­dered

The strange things that were done.

Oh! tell the sto­ry over,

The Babe of Bethlehem (Smith)

...When there is wild con­fus­ion round,

Strange dis­cord and per­pe­tu­al din;

When vex­èd with the sight and sound...

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When there is wild con­fus­ion round,

Strange dis­cord and per­pe­tu­al din;

When vex­èd with the sight and sound

One Sits upon the Throne

...A great latch on the door;

Ho, this is strange, quoth Bal­tha­zar,

Aye, strange, quoth Mel­chi­or....

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A great latch on the door;

Ho, this is strange, quoth Bal­tha­zar,

Aye, strange, quoth Mel­chi­or.

A Ballad of Wise Men

...Flames by His small and migh­ty camp.

There is no strange and dist­ant place

That is not glad­dened by His face;...

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Flames by His small and migh­ty camp.

There is no strange and dist­ant place

That is not glad­dened by His face;

No Longer of Him Be It Said

...I whis­pered sad and slow,

The strange and aw­ful coun­try

To which I soon must go?...

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I whis­pered sad and slow,

The strange and aw­ful coun­try

To which I soon must go?

The Unknown Country

...And hope­less of re­pose.

Strange fond­ness of the hu­man heart,

Enamored of its harm!...

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And hope­less of re­pose.

Strange fond­ness of the hu­man heart,

Enamored of its harm!

Thankless for Favors from on High

...Your friends may fail you here be­low,

Their love to you grow cold and strange;

Remember Je­sus still is true,...

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Your friends may fail you here be­low,

Their love to you grow cold and strange;

Remember Je­sus still is true,

Jesus Never Will Change

...Waiting, wait­ing, oh, how fair!

’Tis a pil­grim, strange and king­ly,

Never such was seen be­fore,...

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Waiting, wait­ing, oh, how fair!

’Tis a pil­grim, strange and king­ly,

Never such was seen be­fore,

Knocking, Knocking, Who Is There?

...God’s plans and pur­pos­es to us

May oft seem strange and dim,

But where we can not un­der­stand,...

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God’s plans and pur­pos­es to us

May oft seem strange and dim,

But where we can not un­der­stand,

Consecration (Whiting)

...Look full in His wonderful face,

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,

In the light of His glory and grace....

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Look full in His wonderful face,

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,

In the light of His glory and grace.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus

...Time’s wea­ry brow have worn,

Since that strange star to shep­herds told

The Prince of Peace was born....

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Time’s wea­ry brow have worn,

Since that strange star to shep­herds told

The Prince of Peace was born.

Two Thousand Troubled Years

...And for the wan­ing joy;

And for this strange, this set­tled peace,

Which no­thing can de­stroy....

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And for the wan­ing joy;

And for this strange, this set­tled peace,

Which no­thing can de­stroy.

O Thou Whose Bounty Fills My Cup

...Whose frag­rance none can tell,

With bright­ness strange and ho­ly

Doth all our dark dis­pel;...

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Whose frag­rance none can tell,

With bright­ness strange and ho­ly

Doth all our dark dis­pel;

Lo, a Fair Rose Ablooming

...Their erst­while homes shall claim;

And hearts with strange joy burn­ing,

Shall praise His joy­ous name....

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Their erst­while homes shall claim;

And hearts with strange joy burn­ing,

Shall praise His joy­ous name.

The Day of Christ (Miller)

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