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Let us draw near with a true heart and +confess our sins unto God, our Father, beseeching Him, in the name of our +Lord Jesus Christ, to grant us forgiveness. + + Then, all kneeling or standing, shall be chanted or said: + +_Minister._ Our help is in the name of the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =Who made heaven and earth.= + +_Minister._ I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =And Thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin.= + + Then shall the _Minister_ say: + +Almighty God, our Maker and Redeemer, we poor sinners confess unto Thee +that we are by nature sinful and unclean, and that we have sinned against +Thee by thought, word, and deed. Wherefore we flee for refuge to Thine +infinite mercy, seeking and imploring Thy grace, for the sake of our Lord +Jesus Christ. + + The _Congregation_ shall say with the _Minister_: + +=O most merciful God, who hast given Thine only-begotten Son to die for +us, have mercy upon us, and for His sake grant us remission of all our +sins; and by Thy Holy Spirit increase in us true knowledge of Thee and of +Thy will, and true obedience to Thy Word, to the end that by Thy grace we +may come to everlasting life; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.= + + Then the _Minister_, standing, shall say: + +Almighty God, our heavenly Father, hath had mercy upon us and hath given +His only Son to die for us and for His sake forgiveth us all our sins. To +them that believe on His name He giveth power to become the sons of God +and hath promised them His Holy Spirit. He that believeth and is baptized +shall be saved. Grant this, Lord, unto us all. + + Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say: + + =Amen=. + + Then, all standing to the close of the _Collect_, shall be + chanted or said the _Introit_ for the day. + + +The Introit. + + The _Introit_ with the _Gloria Patri_ may be chanted by the + _Choir_; or the _Introit_ may be said by the _Minister_ and the + _Gloria Patri_ chanted or said by the _Congregation_. Instead + of the _Introit_ a Psalm or a Hymn may be used. + + +Gloria Patri. + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost; as it was +in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.= + + Then shall follow the + + +Kyrie. + + The _Kyrie_ may be chanted or said by the _Minister_ and + _Congregation_, or each petition may be said by the _Minister_ + and chanted or said by the _Congregation_ in response. + + Lord, have mercy upon us. + Christ, have mercy upon us. + Lord, have mercy upon us. + + Then shall be chanted the _Gloria in Excelsis_ as here + followeth. Instead of the _Gloria in Excelsis_ another Canticle + or Hymn of Praise may be sung, except on festival days and when + there is a Communion. + + +Gloria in Excelsis. + + The _Minister_ shall say: + + Glory be to God on high! + + The _Congregation_ shall chant: + +=Glory be to God on high and on earth peace, good will toward men. We +praise Thee, we bless Thee, we worship Thee, we glorify Thee, we give +thanks to Thee for Thy great glory, O Lord God, heavenly King, God the +Father Almighty.= + +=O Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesus Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, +Son of the Father, that takest away the sin of the world, have mercy upon +us. Thou that takest away the sin of the world, receive our prayer. Thou +that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, have mercy upon us.= + +=For Thou only art holy; Thou only art the Lord; Thou only, O Christ, +with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen.= + + Then shall the _Minister_ say: + + The Lord be with you. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =And with thy spirit.= + + The _Minister_ shall say: + + Let us pray. + + Then shall the _Minister_ say the _Collect_ for the Day. + + +The Collect. + + The _Collect_ ended, the _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =Amen.= + + Then shall the _Minister_ read the _Epistle for the Day_. Other + _Scripture Lessons_ may be read before the _Epistle_, but the + _Epistle_ and _Gospel for the Day_ shall always be read. The + _Minister_ shall announce the _Epistle_, saying: + +The Epistle for (_here he shall name the Day_) is written in the —— +chapter of ——, beginning at the —— verse. + + +The Epistle for the Day. + + The _Epistle_ ended, the _Minister_ shall say: + + Here endeth the Epistle. + + Then shall the _Hallelujah_ be chanted or said, except in the + Passion season. + + +The Hallelujah. + + =Hallelujah!= + + Instead of the simple _Hallelujah_ a _sentence_ for the Season + of the Church-year may be chanted with it; or a Psalm or Hymn + may be chanted after the _Hallelujah_. + + +The Hallelujah and Sentence. + + +For Advent. + + Hallelujah! Remember, O Lord, Thy tender mercies; for they have + been ever of old. Hallelujah! + + +For the Epiphany Season. + + Hallelujah! O praise the Lord, all ye nations; and laud Him, + all ye people. For His merciful kindness is great toward us; + and the truth of the Lord endureth forever. Hallelujah! + + +For the Passion Season. + + Christ hath humbled Himself and become obedient unto death, + even the death of the cross. + + +For the Easter Season. + + Hallelujah! Christ, our Passover, is sacrificed for us. + Hallelujah! + + +For Whitsuntide. + + Hallelujah! Thou sendest forth Thy Spirit, they are created; + and Thou renewest the face of the earth. Hallelujah! + + +From Trinity to Advent. + + Hallelujah! O Lord, deal with Thy servant according unto Thy + mercy and teach me Thy statutes. I am Thy servant; give me + understanding that I may know Thy testimonies. Hallelujah! + + or this: + + Hallelujah! Blessed be the Lord God of our fathers: praise Him, + and highly exalt Him forever. Hallelujah! + + Then shall the _Minister_ announce the _Gospel for the Day_, + saying: + +The holy Gospel is written in the —— chapter of St. ——, beginning at the +—— verse. + + The _Congregation_ may chant or say: + + =Glory be to Thee, O Lord.= + + Then shall the _Minister_ read _The Gospel for the Day_. + + The _Gospel_ ended, the _Minister_ shall say: Here endeth the + _Gospel_, and the _Congregation_ shall stand up, unless it has + stood at the reading of the _Gospel_, and shall chant or say: + + =Praise be to Thee, O Christ.= + + Then shall be said or chanted the _Nicene Creed_ or the + _Apostles’ Creed_; but if there be a Communion, the _Nicene + Creed_ shall be used. + + +The Nicene Creed. + +=I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth, +And of all things visible and invisible.= + +=And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten Son of God, begotten of +His Father before all worlds, God of God, Light of Light, Very God of +Very God, Begotten, not made, Being of one substance with the Father, +By whom all things were made; Who for us men and for our salvation came +down from heaven And was incarnate by the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary. +And was made man; And was crucified also for us under Pontius Pilate. He +suffered and was buried; and the third day He rose again, according to +the Scripture; and ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of +the Father; and He shall come again with glory to judge both the quick +and the dead; Whose kingdom shall have no end.= + +=And I believe in the Holy Ghost, The Lord and Giver of Life, Who +proceedeth from the Father and the Son, Who with the Father and the Son +together is worshiped and glorified, Who spake by the prophets. And +I believe one holy Christian and Apostolic Church. I acknowledge one +Baptism for the remission of sins; And I look for the resurrection of the +dead; And the life of the world to come. Amen.= + + +The Apostles’ Creed. + +=I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth.= + +=And in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord; Who was conceived by the +Holy Ghost, Born of the Virgin Mary; Suffered under Pontius Pilate, Was +crucified, dead, and buried; He descended into hell; The third day He +rose again from the dead; He ascended into heaven and sitteth on the +right hand of God the Father Almighty; From thence He shall come to judge +the quick and the dead.= + +=I believe in the Holy Ghost; The holy Christian Church, the communion of +saints; The forgiveness of sins; The resurrection of the body; And the +life everlasting. Amen.= + + Then may a Hymn be sung, and the _Minister_ shall go into the + pulpit. After the Hymn shall follow + + +The Sermon. + + The Sermon ended, the _Congregation_ standing up, the + _Minister_ shall say: + +The peace of God, which passeth all understanding, keep your hearts and +minds through Christ Jesus. + + The _Offertory_ shall then be chanted, at the close of which + the _Congregation_ shall be seated. + + One of the _Offertories_ here following, or any other suitable + _Offertory_, may be used. + + +The Offertory. + + +I. + +=Create in me a clean heart, O God: and renew a right spirit within me.= + +=Cast me not away from Thy presence: and take not Thy Holy Spirit from +me.= + +=Restore unto me the joy of Thy salvation: and uphold me with Thy free +Spirit.= + + +II. + +=The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite +heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise.= + +=Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion: build Thou the walls of +Jerusalem.= + +=Then shalt Thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness: with +burnt offering and whole burnt offering.= + + The Offerings shall be gathered and brought to the _Minister_, + who shall place them on the Altar. + + Then shall the _Minister_ make mention of any special petition, + intercessions, or thanksgivings which may have been requested. + He may also make mention of the death of any member of the + Congregation. + + Then shall follow the _General Prayer_. The prayer here + following may be used, or, if there be no Communion, the + _Litany_, or a selection from the _Collects and Prayers_, or + any other suitable prayer. + + +The General Prayer. + +Almighty and most merciful God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, we +give Thee thanks for all Thy goodness and tender mercies, especially for +the gift of Thy dear Son and for the revelation of Thy will and grace; +and we beseech Thee so to implant Thy Word in us that in good and honest +hearts we may keep it and bring forth fruit by patient continuance in +well-doing. + +Most heartily we beseech Thee so to rule and govern Thy Church Universal, +with all its pastors and ministers, that it may be preserved in the +pure doctrine of Thy saving Word, whereby faith toward Thee may be +strengthened and charity increased in us toward all mankind. + +Grant also health and prosperity to all that are in authority, especially +to the President [and Congress] of the United States, the Governor [and +Legislature] of this Commonwealth, and to all our Judges and Magistrates; +and endue them with grace to rule after Thy good pleasure, to the +maintenance of righteousness and to the hindrance and punishment of +wickedness, that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life, in all godliness +and honesty. + +May it please Thee also to turn the hearts of our enemies and adversaries +that they may cease their enmity and be inclined to walk with us in +meekness and in peace. + +All who are in trouble, want, sickness, anguish of labor, peril of death, +or any other adversity, especially those who are in suffering for Thy +name and for Thy truth’s sake, comfort, O God, with Thy Holy Spirit that +they may receive and acknowledge their afflictions as the manifestation +of Thy fatherly will. + +And although we have deserved Thy righteous wrath and manifold +punishments, yet, we entreat Thee, O most merciful Father, remember not +the sins of our youth nor our many transgressions, but out of Thine +unspeakable goodness, grace, and mercy defend us from all harm and danger +of body and soul. Preserve us from false and pernicious doctrine, from +war and bloodshed, from plague and pestilence, from all calamity by +fire and water, from hail and tempest, from failure of harvest and from +famine, from anguish of heart and despair of Thy mercy, and from an evil +death. And in every time of trouble show Thyself a very present Help, the +Savior of all men, and especially of them that believe. + +Cause also the needful fruits of the earth to prosper that we may enjoy +them in due season. Give success to the Christian training of the young, +to all lawful occupations on land and sea, and to all pure arts and +useful knowledge; and crown them with Thy blessing. + + Here special Supplications, Intercessions, and Prayers may be + made. + +These and whatsoever other things Thou wouldst have us ask of Thee, O +God, vouchsafe unto us for the sake of the bitter sufferings and death +of Jesus Christ, Thine only Son, our Lord and Savior, who liveth and +reigneth with Thee and the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. + + Then shall the _Minister_, and the _Congregation_ with him, say + the _Lord’s Prayer_. + + +The Lord’s Prayer. + +=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; +Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily +bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass +against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil; +For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. +Amen.= + + Then shall be sung a Hymn. + + * * * * * + + If there be no Communion, a Doxology may be sung, and the + _Minister_, standing at the Altar, shall pronounce the + _Benediction_, after which the _Congregation_ shall offer + silent prayer. + + +The Benediction. + +The Lord bless thee and keep thee. + +The Lord make His face shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee. + +The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =Amen=. + + While the Hymn is sung, the _Minister_ shall go to the + Altar, make ready the Communion vessels, and prepare for the + administration of the _Holy Communion_. + + The Hymn ended, the _Congregation_ shall rise and stand to the + end of the _Agnus Dei_. + + +The Preface. + + The _Minister_ shall chant or say: + + The Lord be with you. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =And with thy spirit.= + +_Minister._ Lift up your hearts. + +_Congregation._ =We lift them up unto the Lord.= + +_Minister._ Let us give thanks unto the Lord, our God. + +_Congregation._ =It is meet and right so to do.= + +_Minister._ It is truly meet, right, and salutary that we should at all +times and in all places give thanks unto Thee, O Lord, Holy Father, +Almighty, Everlasting God: + + Here shall follow the _Proper Preface_, according to the time, + if there be any specially appointed, or else immediately shall + follow, + + Therefore with angels, etc. + + +Proper Prefaces. + + +For Christmas. + + For in the mystery of the Word made flesh Thou hast given us a + new revelation of Thy glory, that, seeing Thee in the person of + Thy Son, we may be drawn to the love of those things which are + not seen. Therefore with angels, etc. + + +For the Passion Season. + + Who on the tree of the cross didst give salvation unto mankind, + that, whence death arose, thence Life also might rise again; + and that he, who by a tree once overcame, might likewise by a + tree be overcome through Christ, our Lord; through whom with + angels, etc. + + +For the Easter Season. + + But chiefly are we bound to praise Thee for the glorious + resurrection of Thy Son Jesus Christ, our Lord; for He is the + very Paschal Lamb, which was offered for us and hath taken away + the sin of the world; who by His death hath destroyed death and + by His rising to life again hath restored to us everlasting + life. Therefore with angels, etc. + + +For Ascension Day. + + Through Jesus Christ, our Lord, who after His Resurrection + appeared openly to all His disciples and in their sight was + taken up into heaven that He might make us partakers of His + divine nature. Therefore with angels, etc. + + +For Whitsunday. + + Through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, our Lord and Savior; who + ascended above the heavens and, sitting at Thy right hand, + poured out on this day the Holy Spirit, as He had promised, + upon the chosen disciples; whereat the whole earth rejoices + with exceeding joy. Therefore with angels, etc. + + +For the Festival of the Holy Trinity. + + Who with Thine only-begotten Son and the Holy Ghost art one + God, one Lord. And in the confession of the only true God we + worship the Trinity in Person, and the Unity in Substance, of + Majesty coequal. Therefore with angels, etc. + + * * * * * + + After the _Preface_ shall follow immediately: + +Therefore with angels and archangels and with all the company of heaven +we laud and magnify Thy glorious name, evermore praising Thee and saying: + + Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say the _Sanctus_. + +=Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabaoth! Heaven and earth are full of Thy +glory. Hosanna in the highest!= + +=Blessed is He that cometh in the name of the Lord.= + +=Hosanna in the highest![1]= + + Then the _Minister_, turning to the Altar, shall chant or say: + + Let us pray. + +Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; +Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily +bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass +against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil. + + Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say: + +=For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. +Amen.= + + Then shall the _Minister_ chant or say: + +Our Lord Jesus Christ, in the night in which He was betrayed, took +bread;[2] and when He had given thanks, He brake it and gave it to His +disciples and said: Take, eat; this is My body, which is given for you; +this do in remembrance of Me. + +After the same manner, also, He took the cup,[3] when He had supped; and +when He had given thanks, He gave it to them, saying: Drink ye all of +it; this cup is the New Testament in My blood, which is shed for you and +for many for the remission of sins; this do, as oft as ye drink it, in +remembrance of Me. + + Then shall the _Minister_ turn to the congregation and chant or + say: + +The peace of the Lord be with you alway. + + Then shall the _Congregation_ chant or say the _Agnus Dei_, and + the distribution shall begin. + + +Agnus Dei. + +=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have +mercy upon us!= + +=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, have +mercy upon us!= + +=O Christ, Thou Lamb of God, that takest away the sin of the world, grant +us Thy peace! Amen.= + + When the _Minister_ giveth the Bread, he shall say: + +Take and eat; this is the true body of our Lord Jesus Christ, given into +death for thy sins. This strengthen and preserve thee in the true faith +unto life eternal. Amen. + + When he giveth the Cup, he shall say: + +Take and drink; this is the true blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, shed for +the remission of thy sins. This strengthen and preserve thee in the true +faith unto life eternal. Amen. + + In dismissing the Communicants, the _Minister_ may say: + + Depart in peace. + + If the consecrated bread or wine be spent before all have + communed, the _Minister_ shall consecrate more, saying aloud, + so much of the words of institution as pertaineth to the + element to be consecrated. + + When all have communed, the _Minister_ shall reverently cover + what remaineth of the bread and wine. + + Then, all standing, the _Congregation_ may chant or say the + + +Nunc Dimittis. + +=Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace according to Thy +word;= + +=For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation, which Thou hast prepared before +the face of all people.= + +=A light to lighten the Gentiles; and the glory of Thy people Israel.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without +end. Amen.= + + Then shall be chanted or said: + + +The Thanksgiving. + +_Minister._ O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =And His mercy endureth forever.= + +_Minister._ We give thanks to Thee, Almighty God, that Thou hast +refreshed us through this salutary gift; and we beseech Thee that of Thy +mercy Thou wouldst strengthen us through the same in faith toward Thee +and in fervent love toward one another; through Jesus Christ, Thy dear +Son, our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with Thee and the Holy Ghost ever +one God, world without end. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =Amen.= + + Then may be chanted or said the + + +Benedicamus. + +_Minister._ The Lord be with you. + +_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.= + +_Minister._ Bless we the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!= + + Then shall the _Minister_ say the _Benediction_ as here + followeth, or he may say the words _2 Cor. 13, 14_. + + +The Benediction. + +The Lord bless thee and keep thee. + +The Lord make His face shine upon thee and be gracious unto thee. + +The Lord lift up His countenance upon thee and give thee peace. + + The _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =Amen.= + + After the _Benediction_ the _Congregation_ should offer silent + prayer. + + * * * * * + + Then may the _Minister_ give this _Exhortation_.[4] + + +The Exhortation. + +Dearly Beloved! Forasmuch as we purpose to come to the Holy Supper of our +Lord Jesus Christ, it becometh us diligently to examine ourselves, as St. +Paul exhorteth us. For this holy Sacrament hath been instituted for the +special comfort and strengthening of those who humbly confess their sins +and hunger and thirst after righteousness. + +But if we thus examine ourselves, we shall find nothing in us but only +sin and death, from which we can in no wise set ourselves free. Therefore +our Lord Jesus Christ hath had mercy upon us and hath taken upon Himself +our nature, that so He might fulfil for us the whole will and Law of God +and for us and for our deliverance suffer death and all that we by our +sins have deserved. And to the end that we should the more confidently +believe this and be strengthened by our faith in a cheerful obedience to +His holy will, He hath instituted the holy Sacrament of His Supper, in +which He feedeth us with His body and giveth us to drink of His blood. + +Therefore, whoso eateth of this bread and drinketh of this cup, firmly +believing the words of Christ, dwelleth in Christ and Christ in him and +hath eternal life. + +We should also do this in remembrance of Him, showing His death, that He +was delivered for our offenses and raised again for our justification, +and, rendering unto Him most hearty thanks for the same, take up our +cross and follow Him, and, according to His commandment, love one another +even as He hath loved us. For we are all one bread and one body, even as +we are all partakers of this one bread and drink of this one cup. + + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] For Exhortation see end of this service. + +[2] _Here he shall take the Plate with the Bread in his hand._ + +[3] _Here he shall take the Cup in his hand._ + +[4] The Exhortation, if in use, may be inserted at the place indicated +above. + + + + +The Order of Evening Service, or Vespers. + + + A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another Hymn may be + sung. + + Then shall be chanted or said, responsively, the _Versicle_ + with the _Gloria Patri_ as here followeth, all standing to the + end of the _Psalm_. + +_Minister._ O Lord, open Thou my lips. + +_Congregation._ =And my mouth shall show forth Thy praise.= + +_Minister._ Make haste, O God, to deliver me. + +_Congregation._ =Make haste, to help me, O Lord.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost, as it was +in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.= + + =Hallelujah!= + + During the Passion Season the _Hallelujah_ shall be omitted. + + +The Psalm. + + Then shall be chanted or said one or more _Psalms_. At the + end of the _Psalm_ the _Gloria Patri_ shall be chanted. An + _Antiphon_ may be used with each Psalm. + + +The Lesson. + + The _Scripture Lessons_ shall then be read, and after each + _Lesson_ may be chanted or said: + +_Minister._ But Thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Thanks be to Thee, O Lord.= + + After the _Lessons_ a _Responsory_ may be chanted. + + Then may be sung a Hymn. + + Then may follow a _Sermon_, after which the _Offerings_ may be + gathered. + + Then shall be sung + + +The Hymn. + + Then, all standing, may be chanted or said this _Versicle_. + + But on Festival Days a special _Versicle_ may be used. + +_Minister._ Let my prayers be set forth before Thee as incense; + +_Congregation._ =And the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.= + + +The Canticle. + + Then shall be chanted the + + +Magnificat. + +Luke 1, 46-55. + +=My soul doth magnify the Lord: and my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my +Savior.= + +=For He hath regarded: the low estate of His handmaiden.= + +=For, behold, from henceforth: all generations shall call me blessed.= + +=For He that is mighty hath done to me great things: and holy is His +name.= + +=And His mercy is on them that fear Him: from generation to generation.= + +=He hath showed strength with His arm: He hath scattered the proud in the +imagination of their hearts.= + +=He hath put down the mighty from their seats: and exalted them of low +degree.= + +=He hath filled the hungry with good things: and the rich He hath sent +empty away.= + +=He hath holpen His servant Israel in remembrance of His mercy: as He +spake to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed, forever.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without +end. Amen.= + +or the + + +Nunc Dimittis. + +Luke 2, 29-32. + +=Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace: according to Thy +word;= + +=For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation: which Thou hast prepared before +the face of all people;= + +=A light to lighten the Gentiles: and the glory of Thy people Israel.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without +end. Amen.= + + An _Antiphon_ may be chanted with the _Canticle_. + + Then shall be said the _Prayers_ here following, or the + _Suffrages_, the _Litany_, or other prayers. + + +The Prayer. + +_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.= + +_Minister._ Christ, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Christ, have mercy upon us.= + +_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.= + + Then all shall say: + +=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; +Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily +bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass +against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil; +For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. +Amen.= + +_Minister._ The Lord be with you. + +_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.= + + Let us pray. + + Then shall be said the _Collect_ for the day. The _Collect_ + for the Sunday is said throughout the week following until + Friday; but on Saturday the _Collect_ for the following Sunday + is said. Then may be said any other _Collects_ and after that + this _Collect for Peace_. A _Versicle_ may be used with the + _Collect_. + +_Minister._ The Lord will give strength unto His people. + +_Congregation._ =The Lord will bless His people with peace.= + + +Collect for Peace. + +O God, from whom all holy desires, all good counsels, and all just works +do proceed, give unto Thy servants that peace which the world cannot +give, that our hearts may be set to obey Thy commandments, and also +that we by Thee, being defended from the fear of our enemies, may pass +our time in rest and quietness; through the merits of Jesus Christ, our +Savior. + + Amen. + + Then may be chanted or said the + + +Benedicamus. + +_Minister._ Bless we the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!= + + The service may end with the _Benedicamus_, or a Closing Hymn + may be sung, after which may be said: + +The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the communion +of the Holy Ghost be with you all. + + =Amen.= + + At the close of the Service silent prayer should be offered. + + + + +The Order of Early Service, or Matins. + + + A Hymn of Invocation of the Holy Ghost or another Hymn may be + sung. + + Then shall be chanted or said the _Versicles_ here following, + all standing to the end of the _Venite_. + +_Minister._ O Lord, open Thou my lips. + +_Congregation._ =And my mouth shall show forth Thy praise.= + +_Minister._ Make haste, O God, to deliver me. + +_Congregation._ =Make haste to help me, O Lord.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without +end. Amen.= + + =Hallelujah!= + + During the Passion season the _Hallelujah_ shall be omitted. + + Then shall follow the _Invitatory_ with the _Venite_. On + Festival Days a special _Invitatory_ may be used. + +_Minister._ O come, let us worship the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =For He is our Maker.= + + +Venite Exultemus. + +Ps. 95, 1-7. + +=O come, let us sing unto the Lord: let us make a joyful noise to the +Rock of our salvation.= + +=Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving: and make a joyful +noise unto Him with psalms.= + +=For the Lord is a great God: and a great King above all gods.= + +=In His hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills +is His also.= + +=The sea is His, and He made it: and His hands formed the dry land.= + +=O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the Lord, our +Maker.= + +=For He is our God: and we are the people of His pasture and the sheep of +His hand.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without +end. Amen.= + + +The Hymn. + + The Hymn shall then be sung. + + +The Psalm. + + Then, all standing to the end of the _Psalm_, shall be chanted + or said one or more _Psalms_. At the end of the _Psalm_ the + _Gloria Patri_ shall be chanted. An _Antiphon_ may be used with + each _Psalm_. + + +The Lesson. + + The _Scripture Lessons_ shall then be read. After each _Lesson_ + may be chanted or said: + +_Minister._ But Thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!= + + After the _Lessons_ a _Responsory_ may be chanted. + + A brief _Exhortation_ or a _Sermon_ may then follow. + + +The Canticle. + + The _Congregation_ shall stand and chant the _Te Deum Laudamus_ + or the _Benedictus_. An _Antiphon_ may be chanted with the + _Benedictus_. + + +Te Deum Laudamus. + +=We praise Thee, O God: we acknowledge Thee to be the Lord.= + +=All the earth doth worship Thee: the Father everlasting.= + +=To Thee all angels cry aloud: the heavens and all the powers therein.= + +=To Thee cherubim and seraphim: continually do cry:= + +=Holy, holy, holy: Lord God of Sabaoth;= + +=Heaven and earth are full of the majesty: of Thy glory.= + +=The glorious company of the apostles: praise Thee.= + +=The goodly fellowship of the prophets: praise Thee.= + +=The noble army of martyrs: praise Thee.= + +=The holy Church throughout all the world: doth acknowledge Thee.= + +=The Father: of an infinite Majesty;= + +=Thine adorable, true: and only Son.= + +=Also the Holy Ghost: the Comforter.= + +=Thou art the King of Glory: O Christ.= + +=Thou art the everlasting Son: of the Father.= + +=When Thou tookest upon Thee to deliver man: Thou didst humble Thyself to +be born of a virgin.= + +=When Thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death: Thou didst open the +kingdom of heaven to all believers.= + +=Thou sittest at the right hand of God: in the glory of the Father.= + +=We believe that Thou shalt come: to be our Judge.= + +=We therefore pray Thee, help Thy servants: whom Thou hast redeemed with +Thy precious blood.= + +=Make them to be numbered with Thy saints: in glory everlasting.= + +=O Lord, save Thy people: and bless Thine inheritance.= + +=Govern them: and lift them up forever.= + +=Day by day: we magnify Thee.= + +=And we worship Thy name: ever, world without end.= + +=Vouchsafe, O Lord: to keep us this day without sin.= + +=O Lord, have mercy upon us: have mercy upon us.= + +=O Lord, let Thy mercy be upon us: as our trust is in Thee.= + +=O Lord, in Thee have I trusted: let me never be confounded. Amen.= + + +or the + +Benedictus. + +Luke 1, 68-79. + +=Blessed be the Lord God of Israel: for He hath visited and redeemed His +people;= + +=And hath raised up a horn of salvation for us: in the house of His +servant David;= + +=As He spake by the mouth of His holy prophets: which have been since the +world began;= + +=That we should be saved from our enemies: and from the hand of all that +hate us;= + +=To perform the mercy promised to our fathers: and to remember His holy +covenant;= + +=The oath which He sware to our father Abraham: that He would grant unto +us;= + +=That we, being delivered out of the hand of our enemies: might serve Him +without fear,= + +=In holiness and righteousness before Him: all the days of our life.= + +=And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the Highest: for thou +shalt go before the face of the Lord to prepare His ways;= + +=To give knowledge of salvation unto His people: by the remission of +their sins,= + +=Through the tender mercy of our God: whereby the Dayspring from on high +hath visited us,= + +=To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death: +to guide our feet in the way of peace.= + +=Glory be to the Father and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost;= + +=As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be: world without +end. Amen.= + + +The Prayer. + + Then shall be said the _Prayers_ here following, or the + _Suffrages_, the _Litany_, or other prayers. + +_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.= + +_Minister._ Christ, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Christ, have mercy upon us.= + +_Minister._ Lord, have mercy upon us. + +_Congregation._ =Lord, have mercy upon us.= + + Then all shall say: + +=Our Father, who art in heaven; Hallowed be Thy name; Thy kingdom come; +Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven; Give us this day our daily +bread; And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass +against us; And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil; +For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. +Amen.= + + One or more _Collects_ may be used, with the _Salutation_, + which may be preceded by a _Versicle_. After each _Collect_ the + _Congregation_ shall chant or say: + + =Amen.= + + Then may be chanted or said the _Benedicamus_ with the + _Salutation_. + +_Minister._ The Lord be with you. + +_Congregation._ =And with thy spirit.= + + +Benedicamus. + +_Minister._ Bless we the Lord. + +_Congregation._ =Thanks be to God!= + + The service may end with the _Benedicamus_, or a closing Hymn + may be sung; after which may be said: + +The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ and the love of God and the communion +of the Holy Ghost be with you all. + + =Amen.= + + At the close of the service silent prayer should be offered. + + + + +HYMNS + + + + +THE BEGINNING OF WORSHIP. + + +1 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend, + Thy Holy Spirit to us send, + With grace to rule us day by day + And lead us in true wisdom’s way. + + 2. Teach Thou our lips to sing Thy praise, + Our hearts in true devotion raise, + Our faith increase, and grant us light + That we may know Thy name aright; + + 3. Until we join the hosts that cry, + “Holy art Thou, O Lord most high!” + And in the light of that blest place + Shall gaze upon Thee face to face. + + 4. Glory to God, the Father, Son, + And Holy Spirit, Three in One! + To Thee, O holy Trinity, + Be praise throughout eternity! + + William, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, 1651. + + +2 + + L. M. + + Lord, open Thou my heart to hear + And by Thy Word to me draw near; + Let me Thy Word still pure retain, + Let me Thy child and heir remain. + + 2. Thy Word doth move the inmost heart, + Thy Word doth perfect health impart, + Thy Word my soul with joy doth bless. + Thy Word brings peace and blessedness. + + 3. Glory to God the Father, Son, + And Holy Spirit, Three in One! + To Thee, O blessed Trinity, + Be praise throughout eternity! + + J. Olearius, 1671. + + +3 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8 + + Blessed Jesus, at Thy word + We are gathered all to hear Thee; + Let our hearts and souls be stirred + Now to seek and love and fear Thee, + By Thy teachings, sweet and holy, + Drawn from earth to love Thee solely. + + 2. All our knowledge, sense, and sight + Lie in deepest darkness shrouded + Till Thy Spirit breaks our night, + With the beams of truth unclouded. + Thou alone to God canst win us, + Thou must work all good within us. + + 3. Glorious Lord, Thyself impart! + Light of Light, from God proceeding; + Open Thou our ears and heart, + Help us by Thy Spirit’s pleading; + Hear the cry Thy people raises, + Hear and bless our prayers and praises. + + 4. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + Praise to Thee and adoration! + Grant that we Thy Word may trust + And obtain true consolation, + While we here below must wander, + Till we sing Thy praises yonder. + + T. Clausnitzer, 1663; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858. + + +4 + + L. M. + + Thy presence, gracious God, afford, + Prepare us to receive Thy Word; + Now let Thy voice engage our ear + And faith be mixed with what we hear. + + 2. Distracting thoughts and cares remove + And fix our hearts and hopes above; + With food divine may we be fed + And satisfied with living bread. + + 3. To us the sacred Word apply + With sovereign power and energy; + And may we, in Thy faith and fear, + Reduce to practise what we hear. + + 4. Father, in us Thy Son reveal; + Teach us to know and do Thy will; + Thy saving power and love display + And guide us to the realms of day. + + J. Fawcett, 1817. + + +5 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Open now Thy gates of beauty, + Zion, let me enter there, + Where my soul in joyful duty + Waits for Him who answers pray’r; + Oh, how blessed is this place, + Filled with solace, light, and grace! + + 2. Yes, my God, I come before Thee, + Come Thou also down to me; + Where we find Thee and adore Thee, + There a heaven on earth must be. + In my heart, oh, enter Thou, + Let it be Thy temple now. + + 3. Here Thy praise is gladly chanted, + Here Thy seed is duly sown; + Let my soul, where it is planted, + Bring forth precious sheaves alone, + So that all I hear may be + Fruitful unto life in me. + + 4. Thou my faith increase and quicken, + Let me keep Thy Gift divine, + Howsoe’er temptations thicken; + May Thy Word still o’er me shine, + As my pole-star through my life, + As my comfort in my strife. + + 5. Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee, + Let Thy will be done indeed; + May I undisturbed draw near Thee + Whilst Thou dost Thy people feed. + Here of life the fountain flows, + Here is balm for all our woes. + + B. Schmolck, 1734; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862. + + +6 + + C. M. + + Lord, when we bend before Thy throne + And our confessions pour, + Teach us to feel the sins we own + And hate what we deplore. + + 2. Our broken spirit pitying see, + True penitence impart; + Then let a kindling glance from Thee + Beam hope upon the heart. + + 3. When our responsive tongues essay + Their grateful hymns to raise, + Grant that our souls may join the lay + And mount to Thee in praise. + + 4. When we disclose our wants in prayer, + May we our wills resign + And not a thought our bosom share + That is not wholly Thine. + + 5. May faith each meek petition fill + And waft it to the skies + And teach our hearts ’tis goodness still + That grants it or denies. + + J. D. Carlyle, 1802. + + +7 + + 7s + + Lord, we come before Thee now, + At Thy feet we humbly bow; + Oh, do not our suit disdain! + Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain? + + 2. Lord, on Thee our souls depend; + In compassion now descend, + Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace, + Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. + + 3. In Thine own appointed way + Now we seek Thee, here we stay. + Lord, we know not how to go + Till a blessing Thou bestow. + + 4. Send some message from Thy Word + That may joy and peace afford; + Let Thy Spirit now impart + Full salvation to each heart. + + 5. Comfort those who weep and mourn, + Let the time of joy return; + Those that are cast down lift up, + Strong in faith, in love, and hope. + + 6. Grant that those who seek may find + Thee a God sincere and kind. + Heal the sick, the captive free; + Let us all rejoice in Thee. + + W. Hammond, 1745. + + +8 + + 7s + + To Thy temple I repair; + Lord, I love to worship there. + While Thy glorious praise is sung, + Touch my lips, unloose my tongue. + + 2. While the prayers of saints ascend, + God of Love, to mine attend. + Hear me, for Thy Spirit pleads; + Hear, for Jesus intercedes. + + 3. While I hearken to Thy Law, + Fill my soul with humble awe, + Till Thy Gospel bring to me + Life and immortality. + + 4. While Thy ministers proclaim + Peace and pardon in Thy name, + Through their voice, by faith, may I + Hear Thee speaking from the sky. + + 5. From Thy house, when I return, + May my heart within me burn; + And at evening let me say, + “I have walked with God to-day.” + + James Montgomery, 1812. + + + + +THE CLOSE OF WORSHIP. + + +9 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + Abide, O dearest Jesus, + Among us with Thy grace, + That Satan may not harm us + Nor we to sin give place. + + 2. Abide, O dear Redeemer, + Among us with Thy Word + And thus now and hereafter + True peace and joy afford. + + 3. Abide with heavenly brightness + Among us, precious Light; + Thy truth direct, and keep us + From error’s gloomy night. + + 4. Abide with richest blessings + Among us, bounteous Lord; + Let us in grace and wisdom + Grow daily through Thy Word. + + 5. Abide with Thy protection + Among us, Lord, our Strength, + Lest world and Satan fell us + And overcome at length. + + 6. Abide, O faithful Savior, + Among us with Thy love; + Grant steadfastness and help us + To reach our home above. + + J. Stegmann, 1628; A. Crull, tr. + + +10 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8 + + Now our worship sweet is o’er— + Singing, praying, teaching, hearing; + Let us gladly God adore + For His gracious strength and cheering. + Praise our God, who now would save us, + For the rich repast He gave us. + + 2. Now the Blessing cheers our heart + And the service thus is ended, + Let us joyfully depart,— + Be our souls to God commended. + May His Spirit ever guide us + And with all things well provide us. + + 3. Let our going out be blest, + Bless our entrance in like measure; + Bless, O Lord, our toil and rest, + Bless our bread, our grief and pleasure; + Be in death Thy blessing given, + And make us blest heirs of heaven. + + M. H. Schenck, 1680; M. Loy, tr. + + +11 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + On what has now been sown + Thy blessing, Lord, bestow; + The pow’r is Thine alone + To make it spring and grow: + Do Thou the gracious harvest raise, + And Thou alone shalt have the praise. + + 2. To Thee our wants are known, + From Thee are all our powers; + Accept what is Thine own + And pardon what is ours. + Our praises, Lord, and prayers receive + And to Thy Word a blessing give. + + 3. O grant that each of us + Who meet before Thee here, + May meet together thus + When Thou and Thine appear, + And follow Thee to heaven, our home. + E’en so, Amen, Lord Jesus, come! + + John Newton, 1779. + + +12 + + L. M. 6 l + + Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go; + Thy Word into our minds instil; + And make our lukewarm hearts to glow + With lowly love and fervent will. + Through life’s long day and death’s dark night, + O gentle Jesus, be our Light. + + 2. The day is gone, its hours have run, + And Thou hast taken count of all— + The scanty triumphs grace hath won, + The broken vow, the frequent fall. + Through life’s long day and death’s dark night, + O gentle Jesus, be our Light. + + 3. Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways + True absolution and release + And bless us, more than in past days, + With purity and inward peace. + Through life’s long day and death’s dark night, + O gentle Jesus, be our Light. + + 4. For all we love, the poor, the sad, + The sinful, unto Thee we call; + O let Thy mercy make us glad; + Thou art our Savior and our All. + Through life’s long day and death’s dark night, + O gentle Jesus, be our Light. + + 5. Sweet Savior, bless us; night is come; + Through night and darkness near us be; + Good angels watch about our home, + And we are one day nearer Thee. + Through life’s long day and death’s dark night, + O gentle Jesus, be our Light. + + F. W. Faber, 1852. + + +13 + + C. M. + + Almighty God, Thy Word is cast + Like seed into the ground; + Now let the dew of heaven descend + And righteous fruits abound. + + 2. Let not the foe of Christ and man + This holy seed remove, + But give it root in every heart + To bring forth fruits of love. + + 3. Let not the world’s deceitful cares + The rising plant destroy, + But let it yield a hundredfold + The fruits of peace and joy. + + 4. Oft as the precious seed is sown, + Thy quickening grace bestow, + That all whose souls the truth receive + Its saving power may know. + + J. Cawood, 1819. + + +14 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Savior, all my sins confessing, + Gracious hear me when I cry; + Give through faith the promised blessing, + Freely, fully _justify_. + + 2. By Thy Holy Spirit’s leading, + Bring me to Thy bosom nigh; + In Thy blessed footsteps treading, + Soul and body _sanctify_. + + 3. So, the days of conflict ended, + In the mansions of the sky, + Whither, Lord, Thou art ascended, + With Thyself me _glorify_. + + Thomas Haweis, 1808, a. + + +15 + + 7s + + Now may He who from the dead + Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, + Jesus Christ, our king and Head, + All our souls in safety keep. + + 2. May He teach us to fulfil + What is pleasing in His sight; + Perfect us in all His will + And preserve us day and night. + + 3. To that dear Redeemer’s praise, + Who the covenant sealed with blood, + Let our hearts and voices raise + Loud thanksgivings to our God. + + John Newton, 1779. + + +16 + + 10s + + Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise + With one accord our parting hymn of praise; + Once more we bless Thee ere our worship cease; + Then, lowly bending, wait Thy word of peace. + + 2. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way; + With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day; + Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, + That in this house have called upon Thy name. + + 3. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, + Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; + From harm and danger keep Thy children free, + For dark and light are both alike to Thee. + + 4. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, + Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife; + Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, + Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. + + J. Ellerton, 1866. + + +17 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, + Fill our hearts with joy and peace. + Let us each, Thy love possessing, + Triumph in redeeming grace. + |: O refresh us, :| + Trav’ling through this wilderness. + + 2. Thanks we give and adoration + For Thy Gospel’s joyful sound. + May the fruits of Thy salvation + In our hearts and lives abound: + |: May Thy presence :| + With us evermore be found. + + 3. So, whene’er the signal’s given + Us from earth to call away, + Borne on angels’ wings to heaven, + Glad the summons to obey, + |: May we, ready, :| + Rise and reign in endless day. + + J. Fawcett, 1773. + + +18 + + 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8 + + Lord of my life, whose tender care + Hath led me on till now, + Here lowly, at the hour of prayer, + Before Thy throne I bow. + I bless Thy gracious hand and pray + Forgiveness for another day. + + 2. O may I daily, hourly, strive + In heavenly grace to grow; + To Thee and to Thy glory live, + Dead else to all below; + Tread in the path my Savior trod, + Though thorny, yet the path to God! + + 3. With prayer my humble praise I bring + For mercies day by day. + Lord, teach my heart Thy love to sing; + Lord, teach me how to pray! + All that I have, I am, to Thee + I offer through eternity. + + “Ω Chelsea,” 1838. + + + + +MORNING. + + +19 + + L. M. 6 l + + When streaming from the eastern skies, + The morning light salutes my eyes, + O Sun of righteousness divine, + On me with beams of mercy shine, + Chase the dark clouds of sin away, + And turn my darkness into day. + + 2. When to heaven’s great and glorious King + My morning sacrifice I bring, + And, grieving o’er my guilt and shame, + Ask mercy, Savior, in Thy name, + My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood + And be my advocate with God. + + 3. When each day’s scenes and labors close, + And wearied nature seeks repose, + With pardoning mercy, richly blest, + Guard me, my Savior, while I rest; + And as each morning’s sun shall rise, + O lead me onward to the skies. + + 4. And at my life’s last setting sun, + My conflict o’er, my labors done, + Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed, + To cheer and bless my dying bed; + And from death’s gloom my spirit raise + To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. + + Wm. Shrubsole, 1813, a. + + +20 + + L. M. + + O holy, blessed Trinity, + Divine, essential Unity, + God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + Be Thou this day my Guide and Host. + + 2. My soul and body keep from harm, + O’er all I have extend Thine arm, + That Satan may not cause distress, + Nor bring me shame and wretchedness. + + 3. The Father’s love shield me this day, + The Son’s pure wisdom cheer my way, + The Holy Spirit’s light divine + Illume my heart’s benighted shrine. + + 4. My Maker, strengthen Thou my heart, + O my Redeemer, help impart, + Blest Comforter, keep at my side + That faith and love in me abide. + + 5. Lord, bless and keep Thou me as Thine! + Lord, make Thy face upon me shine! + Lord, lift Thy countenance on me + And give me peace, sweet peace, from Thee. + + Martin Behm, 1608; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., a. + + +21 + + 7, 6 + + While yet the morn is breaking, + I thank my God once more, + Beneath whose care awaking, + I find the night is o’er; + I thank Him that He calls me + To life and health anew; + I know whate’er befalls me, + His care will still be true. + + 2. O Israel’s Guardian, hear me, + Watch over me this day; + In all I do be near me. + For others, too, I pray; + To Thee I would commend them, + Our Church, our school, our land, + Direct them and defend them, + When dangers are at hand. + + 3. O gracious Lord, direct us, + Thy doctrine pure defend, + From heresies protect us, + And for Thy Word contend, + That we may praise Thee ever, + O God, with one accord, + And say: The Lord, our Savior, + Be evermore adored! + + 4. O grant us peace and gladness, + Give us our daily bread, + Shield us from grief and sadness, + On us Thy blessings shed. + Grant that our whole behavior, + In truth and righteousness, + May praise Thee, Lord, our Savior, + Whose holy name we bless. + + 5. And gently grant Thy blessing + That we may do Thy will, + No more Thy ways transgressing, + Our proper task fulfil; + With Peter’s full affiance + Let down our nets again; + If Thou art our Reliance, + Our toil will not be vain. + + 6. With craftiness unceasing + Strives Satan to restrain + What in Thy sight is pleasing + And for Thy Church is gain; + Yet vain is his endeavor, + For Thou, O Christ, our Lord, + Dost rule all things forever + By Thine almighty Word. + + 7. Thou art the Vine,—O nourish + The branches graft in Thee + And let them grow and flourish, + A fair and fruitful tree. + Thy Spirit pour within us + And let His gifts of grace + To such good actions win us + As best may show Thy praise. + + J. Muehlmann, 1610. + + +22 + + 7, 6 + + My inmost heart now raises, + In this fair morning hour, + A song of thankful praises + To Thine almighty power. + O God, upon Thy throne! + To honor and adore Thee, + I bring my praise before Thee + Through Christ, Thine only Son. + + 2. For Thou from me hast warded + All perils of the night; + From every harm hast guarded + My soul till morning’s light. + Humbly to Thee I cry, + O Savior, have compassion + And pardon my transgression; + Have mercy, Lord most high! + + 3. And shield me from all evil, + O gracious God, this day, + From sin, and from the devil, + From shame and from dismay, + From fire’s consuming breath, + From water’s devastation, + From need and consternation, + From evil sudden death. + + 4. My life, my soul—defend them! + My wife, child, goods, and home,— + To Thy hand I commend them, + From Thee my blessings come; + Thy bounteous hand bestows + My household and my treasures, + My parents, friends, and pleasures; + My cup with good o’erflows. + + 5. Let not Thine angel leave me + While here on earth I stay, + Lest Satan’s arts deceive me + And lead my soul astray. + Then keep Thine angel near + At night and each new morrow, + Lest soul and body sorrow + And, faltering, cost me dear. + + 6. God shall do my advising, + Whose might with wisdom blends; + May He bless rest and rising, + My efforts, means, and ends! + To God, forever blessed, + Will I with mine confide me + And willing let Him guide me + As seemeth to Him best. + + 7. Amen! I say, not fearing + That God rejects my prayer; + I doubt not He is hearing + And granting me His care. + So I put forth my hands + And look not long behind me, + But ply the task assigned me + By God as He commands. + + J. Mathesius, 1592. + + +23 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + God, who madest earth and heaven, + Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; + Who the day and night hast given, + Sun and moon and starry host; + Thou whose mighty hand sustains + Earth and all that it contains;— + + 2. Praise to Thee my soul shall render, + Who this night hast guarded me; + My omnipotent Defender, + Who from ill dost set me free, + Free from danger, anguish, woe, + Free from the infernal Foe. + + 3. Let the night of my transgression + With night’s darkness pass away; + Jesus, into Thy possession + I resign myself to-day; + In Thy wounds I find relief + From my greatest sin and grief. + + 4. Grant that I may rise this morning + From the lethargy of sin, + So my soul, through Thy adorning, + Shall be glorious within + And I at the Judgment Day + Shall not be a castaway. + + 5. Let my life and conversation + Be directed by Thy Word; + Lord, Thy constant preservation + To Thine erring child afford; + Nowhere but alone in Thee + From all harm can I be free. + + 6. Wholly to Thy blest protection + I commit my heart and mind. + Mighty God, to Thy direction + Wholly may I be resigned! + Lord, my Shield, my Light divine, + Oh, accept and own me Thine! + + 7. Lord, to me Thine angel sending, + Keep me from the subtle Foe; + From his craft and might defending, + Never let Thy wand’rer go, + Till my final rest shall come + And Thine angel bear me home. + + H. Albert, 1642; J. C. Jacobi and A. T. Russell, tr., a. + + +24 + + 8, 8 + + How lovely now the morning star + In twilight sky bright gleams afar + While night her curtain raiseth! + Each creature hails, with ravished sight, + The glories of returning light + And God, its Maker, praiseth. + Both far And near, + All things living Thanks are giving, + There high soaring, + Here through earth’s wide field adoring. + + 2. Then haste, my soul, thy song to raise + Nor spare in thy Redeemer’s praise + To pour thy due oblation; + For glory, Lord, to Thee belongs, + Thy praise resounds in grateful songs, + With pious emulation, + Joy rings Glad strings; + Voices sounding, Hearts rebounding, + Thus all nature + Sings Thy praise, O great Creator. + + 3. Unconscious, I securely slept + Nor saw the cruel foes which kept + Close watch about my slumber; + Though evil spirits, through the night, + With fiendish craft and watchful spite, + Came round me without number; + Whose hands In bands, + Mischief brewing For my ruin, + Had enslaved me, + Hadst not Thou stood by and saved me. + + 4. For, Jesus, Thou with saving power + Wast near me in that threatening hour, + Didst save me from their fury; + And I reposed in quiet sleep + Whilst Thou unwearied watch didst keep; + To Thee all praise and glory! + Lord, all My soul, + Upward springing, Loudly singing, + Shall adore Thee, + While on earth I walk before Thee. + + 5. This day my Fortress, Lord, abide, + Now ope Thy gates of mercy wide, + Within their shelter place me; + My Castle and my Rock Thou art, + Oh, let no foeman’s treacherous dart + From Thee, my Stronghold, chase me! + Help, Lord, Afford! + Near me tarry Blows to parry, + While around me + Sword and armor sore confound me. + + 6. Pour down Thy grace in cheering streams + And warm my heart with mercy’s beams + From heaven, Thy throne of beauty; + Let Thy good Spirit guide my will + That I, whate’er my station, still + May seek my joy in duty. + Send light And might + That each measure, Scheme and pleasure, + Heavenward tending, + Still in Thee may find its ending. + + 7. Keep grief, if this may be, away; + If not, Thy will be done, I say, + My choice to Thine resigning. + O come and like the morning dew + Refresh my heart and make it new, + That I may, unrepining, + Bear cross And loss + Till that morrow Chase all sorrow, + When upraisèd + Where Thy name is ever praisèd. + + 8. Meanwhile, my heart, both sing and leap, + Mid cross and loss good courage keep, + To heaven’s bright gate you hasten; + Then lay desponding care aside, + God ever thus His own hath tried + And those He loves doth chasten; + Hope still Midst ill, + Calm, though grieving, Firm believing + Tribulation + Is the road to sure salvation. + + B. Wiesenmeyer, 1653; F. E. Cox, tr., a. + + +25 + + S. M. + + We lift our hearts to Thee, + O Day-star from on high! + The sun itself is but Thy shade, + Yet cheers both earth and sky. + + 2. O let Thy rising beams + The night of sin disperse, + The mists of error and of vice, + Which shade the universe. + + 3. How beauteous nature now! + How dark and sad before! + With joy we view the pleasing change + And nature’s God adore. + + 4. O may no gloomy crime + Pollute the rising day; + May Jesus’ blood, like morning dew, + Wash all our stains away. + + 5. May we this life improve + To mourn for errors past + And live this short, revolving day + As if it were our last. + + Charles Wesley, 1741. + + +26 + + 7s + + Now the shades of night are gone, + Now the morning light is come; + Lord, may we be Thine to-day, + Drive the shades of sin away. + + 2. Fill our souls with heavenly light, + Banish doubt and cleanse our sight; + In Thy service, Lord, to-day, + Help us labor, help us pray. + + 3. Keep our haughty passions bound, + Save us from our foes around; + Going out and coming in, + Keep us safe from every sin. + + 4. When our work of life is past, + Oh, receive us then at last! + Night of sin will be no more + When we reach the heavenly shore. + + Samson Occom, 1770. + + +27 + + C. M. + + Lord of my life, O may Thy praise + Employ my noblest powers; + Whose goodness lengthens out my days + And fills the circling hours. + + 2. Preserved by Thine almighty arm, + I pass the shades of night, + Serene and safe from every harm, + And see returning light. + + 3. When sleep, death’s semblance, o’er me spread, + And I unconscious lay, + Thy watchful care was round my bed + To guard my feeble clay. + + 4. O let the same almighty care + My waking hours attend; + From every trespass, every snare, + My heedless steps defend. + + 5. Smile on my minutes as they roll + And guide my future days; + And let Thy goodness fill my soul + With gratitude and praise. + + Anne Steele, 1760. + + +28 + + 7s 6 l + + Every morning mercies new + Fall as fresh as morning dew; + Every morning let us pay + Tribute with the early day; + For Thy mercies, Lord, are sure, + Thy compassion doth endure. + + 2. Still the greatness of Thy love + Daily doth our sins remove; + Daily, far as east from west, + Lifts the burden from the breast; + Gives unbought to those who pray + Strength to stand in evil day. + + 3. Let our prayers each morn prevail + That these gifts may never fail; + And as we confess the sin + And the Tempter’s power within, + Feed us with the Bread of Life, + Fit us for our daily strife. + + 4. As the morning light returns, + As the sun with splendor burns, + Teach us still to turn to Thee, + Ever-blessed Trinity, + With our hands our hearts to raise + In unfailing prayer and praise. + + G. Phillimore, 1863. + + +29 + + L. M. + + Awake, my soul, and with the sun + Thy daily stage of duty run; + Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise + To pay thy morning sacrifice. + + 2. All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept + And hast refreshed me while I slept. + Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, + I may of endless life partake. + + 3. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; + Disperse my sins as morning dew, + Guard my first springs of thought and will, + And with Thyself my spirit fill. + + 4. Direct, control, suggest, this day, + All I design or do or say, + That all my powers, with all their might, + In Thy sole glory may unite. + + 5. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; + Praise Him, all creatures here below; + Praise Him, above, ye heavenly host: + Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! + + Thomas Ken, 1695. + + + + +EVENING. + + +30 + + C. M. + + Since now the day has reached its close + And sunlight shines no more, + In sleep the toil-worn find repose + And all who wept before. + + 2. But Thou, my God, no rest dost know, + No slumber dims Thy sight; + Thou hatest darkness as Thy foe, + For Thou Thyself art light. + + 3. O Lord, I pray, remember me + Throughout the gloom of night + And grant to me most graciously + The shield of Thy great might. + + 4. Turn from me Satan’s tyranny + Through many an angel arm, + Then shall I be from danger free + And safe from every harm. + + 5. I know the evil I have done + Doth cry aloud to Thee; + But yet the mercy of Thy Son + Hath full atoned for me. + + 6. Him I present Thee as my bail + While suppliant at Thy feet; + With such assurance I’ll not fail + Before Thy judgment-seat. + + 7. And therefore now I close my eyes + And sleep with tranquil breast; + Why waste the time in fears or sighs? + God watches o’er my rest. + + 8. Away, vain, idle thoughts, depart! + Roam not, my soul, abroad! + For now I build within my heart + A temple to my God. + + 9. Should this night prove the last for me + In this dark vale of tears, + Then lead me, Lord, in heaven to Thee + And my elect compeers. + + 10. And thus I live and die to Thee, + Strong Lord of hosts, indeed! + In life and death Thou helpest me + From every fear and need. + + J. T. Herzog, before 1670. + + +31 + + 8, 7 + + Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, + Wake, my heart, go forth and tell, + All the mercies without number + That this bygone day befell. + Tell how God hath kept afar + All things that against me war, + Hath upheld me and defended, + And His grace my soul befriended. + + 2. Father, merciful and holy, + Thee to-night I praise and bless, + Who, to labor true and lowly, + Grantest ever meet success; + Many a sin and many a woe, + Many a fierce and subtle foe, + Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me, + So that naught to-day has harmed me. + + 3. Yes, our wisdom vainly ponders, + Fathoms not Thy loving thought. + Never tongue can tell the wonders + That Thy hand for me hath wrought; + Thou hast guided me to-day + That no ill hath crossed my way. + There is neither bound nor measure + In Thy love’s o’erflowing treasure. + + 4. Now the light that nature gladdens, + And the pomp of day, is gone, + And my heart is tired and saddens + As the gloomy night comes on. + Ah, then, with Thy changeless light + Warm and cheer my heart to-night; + As the shadows round me gather, + Keep me close to Thee, my Father! + + 5. Of Thy grace, I pray Thee, pardon + All my sins and heal their smart; + Sore and heavy is their burden, + Sharp their sting within my heart; + And my Foe lays many a snare + But to tempt me to despair. + Thou alone canst help me, Savior; + Punish not my ill behavior. + + 6. Though I have from Thee departed, + Now I seek Thy face again, + For Thy Son, the loving-hearted, + Made our peace through bitter pain. + Yes, far greater than our sin, + Though it still be strong within, + Is Thy love that fails us never, + Mercy that endures forever. + + 7. Brightness of th’ eternal city! + Light of every faithful soul! + Safe beneath Thy sheltering pity + Let the tempest past me roll; + Now it darkens far and near, + Still, my God, still be Thou here; + Thou canst comfort, and Thou only, + When the night is long and lonely. + + 8. From the power of darkness save me + And from Satan’s hellish snares, + Who endeavors to enslave me + And assails me unawares; + Let me never lose the sight + Of Thy good and gracious light; + Thou canst fill my heart with gladness, + That it feel no pain in sadness. + + 9. Though my weary eyes are closing + And my senses fall asleep, + Still my soul, on Thee reposing, + Ever must its vigils keep. + Let my spirit longingly + Always dream, my God, of Thee, + Firmly unto Thee e’er cleaving, + Sleeping, yet Thy grace receiving. + + 10. Lord, the twilight now hath vanished, + Send Thy blessing on my sleep, + Every sin and terror banished, + Let my rest be calm and deep. + Soul and body, mind and health, + Wife and children, house and wealth, + Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger, + Keep Thou safe from harm and danger. + + 11. O Thou mighty God, now hearken + To the prayer Thy child hath made; + Jesus, while the night-hours darken, + Be Thou still my hope, my aid; + Holy Ghost, on Thee I call, + Friend and Comforter of all, + Hear my earnest prayer, O hear me! + Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me. + + J. Rist, 1642. + + +32 + + L. M. + + The happy sunshine now is gone, + The gloomy night comes swiftly on; + But shine Thou still, O Christ, our Light, + Nor let us lose ourselves in night. + + 2. We thank Thee that throughout the day + Thy angels watched around our way + And free from harm and vexing fear + Have led us on in safety here. + + 3. Whate’er of wrong we’ve done or said, + Let not the charge on us be laid; + That, through Thy free forgiveness blest, + In peaceful slumber we may rest. + + 4. Thy guardian angels round us place, + All evil from our couch to chase; + Our soul and body, while we sleep, + In safety, gracious Father, keep. + + Nikolaus Herman, 1560. + + +33 + + 7, 7 + + Now rest beneath night’s shadows, + Man, beast, town, woods, and meadows, + The world in slumber lies; + But thou, my heart, awake thee, + To prayer and song betake thee, + Let praise to thy Creator rise. + + 2. O sun, where art thou vanished? + The night thy reign hath banished, + The foe of day, the night. + Farewell! For now appeareth + Another Sun and cheereth + My heart—’tis Jesus Christ, my Light. + + 3. The last faint beam is going, + The golden stars are glowing + In yonder dark-blue deep; + Such is the glory given + When, called of God to heaven, + On earth no more we pine and weep. + + 4. To rest my body hasteth, + Aside its garments casteth, + Types of mortality; + These I put off and ponder + How Christ shall give me yonder + A robe of glorious majesty. + + 5. Head, hands, and feet, reposing, + Are glad the day is closing, + That work came to an end; + Cheer up, my heart, with gladness! + For God from all earth’s sadness + And from sin’s toil relief will send. + + 6. Ye weary limbs, now rest you, + For toil hath sore oppressed you, + And quiet sleep ye crave; + A sleep shall once o’ertake you + From which no man can wake you, + In your last narrow bed—the grave. + + 7. My heavy eyes are closing; + When I lie deep reposing, + Soul, body, where are ye? + To helpless sleep I yield them; + O let Thy mercy shield them, + Thou sleepless Eye, their Guardian be! + + 8. Lord Jesus, who dost love me, + O spread Thy wings above me + And shield me from alarm! + Though Satan would devour me, + Let angel-guards sing o’er me: + “This child of God shall meet no harm!” + + 9. My loved ones, rest securely, + From every peril surely + Our God will guard your heads. + May He sweet slumbers send you + And bid His hosts attend you, + And golden-armed, watch o’er your beds! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653. + + +34 + + L. M. + + Christ, everlasting Source of light, + All things are open to Thy sight; + Thou Splendor of Thy Father’s face, + Show us the path of truth and grace. + + 2. We now implore Thy sovereign might + To keep us, Lord, the coming night; + Preserve us, Lord, from all distress; + O God, Thy mercy we address. + + 3. Remove our sinful drowsiness; + Let Satan not our soul oppress; + Our feeble flesh keep chaste and pure + And let us rest in Thee secure. + + 4. And when our eyes are bound in sleep, + The lamp of faith still burning keep; + Thy hand sustain us while we rest; + Remove our sin, and we are blest. + + 5. Great Guardian of Thy Christian flock, + Thy presence be our saving rock; + Thine agony and holy blood + Be always our support, O God! + + 6. Remember, Lord, the woes and pains + Which here our body hold in chains; + Our soul, which Thou hast ransomed, Lord, + O comfort with Thy holy Word. + + 7. To God the Father and the Son + And Holy Spirit, Three in One, + Be glory, praise, and majesty + Now, ever, and eternally. + + From Ambrose’s _Christe, qui lux es et dies_: W. Meusslin, 1527. + + +35 + + L. M. + + Before Thy throne I now appear, + O Lord, bow down Thy gracious ear + To me and cast not from Thy face + Thy sinful child, that sues for grace. + + 2. Thou, Father of eternity, + Thine image hast impressed on me; + In Thee I am and live and move, + Nor can exist without Thy love. + + 3. Oft hast Thou snatched me from distress + And raised me oft when comfortless, + When but a step, nay, one hair’s breadth, + Was ’twixt my tottering life and death. + + 4. My sense and reason come from Thee, + And sustenance Thou givest me; + A faithful friend Thou dost bestow + To prove his love in weal and woe. + + 5. Thou hast redeemed me, Son of God, + Hast shed for me Thy precious blood, + The Law for my sake hast fulfilled, + And thus Thy Father’s wrath hast stilled. + + 6. When sin and Satan witness bear + Against me that I must despair, + As Mediator step Thou in + And save me from the curse of sin. + + 7. Thou art my Advocate for aye, + My Savior, Comfort, and my Stay. + Thine all-sufficient merit is + On earth my peace, in heaven my bliss. + + 8. God Holy Spirit, Power Divine, + Thou workest in this heart of mine; + Naught can be counted good in me + But what proceeds alone from Thee. + + 9. Through Thee I now my God adore + And call Him Father evermore; + Through Thee His Word and Sacrament + I love and hold till life is spent. + + 10. Through Thee I’m in temptation free + From fear and sad despondency; + Through Thee I’m quickened oft to taste + The sweets of Thine eternal rest. + + 11. And so I now give thanks to Thee + With heart and tongue most joyfully + For all Thy mercies, Lord, my God, + Which on my soul Thou hast bestowed. + + 12. Beseeching Thine almighty grace + To aid me, till I’ve run my race, + Soul, body, honor, house, and friend + To Thy protection I commend. + + 13. Give me a heart that is sincere, + To love Thy truth, and persevere + In faith and Christian piety + And shun all base hypocrisy. + + 14. My sins and trespasses forgive; + Have patience with me while I live; + O give me faith and charity + And let my hope rest but in Thee. + + 15. Grant that in peace I close mine eyes, + But on the Last Day bid me rise + And let me see Thy face fore’er— + Amen, Amen, Lord, hear my prayer! + + B. von Hodenberg. 1640; J. Gesenius, a. 1650. + + +36 + + L. M. + + Glory to Thee, my God, this night + For all the blessings of the light! + Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, + Beneath Thine own almighty wings! + + 2. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, + The ill that I this day have done, + That with the world, myself, and Thee + I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. + + 3. Teach me to live that I may dread + The grave as little as my bed; + Teach me to die that so I may + With joy behold the Judgment Day. + + 4. Oh, may my soul on Thee repose, + And may sweet sleep my eyelids close! + Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, + No powers of darkness me molest. + + Thomas Ken, 1695, abr. + + +37 + + 8, 7 + + Savior, breathe an evening blessing + Ere repose our spirits seal; + Sin and want we come confessing; + Thou canst save, and Thou canst heal. + + 2. Though destruction walk around us, + Though the arrows past us fly, + Angel-guards from Thee surround us; + We are safe if Thou art nigh. + + 3. Though the night be dark and dreary, + Darkness cannot hide from Thee; + Thou art He who, never weary, + Watchest where Thy people be. + + 4. Should swift death this night o’ertake us + And our couch become our tomb, + May the morn in heav’n awake us, + Clad in light and deathless bloom. + + James Edmeston, 1820. + + +38 + + 11, 11, 11, 5 + + Now God be with us, for the night is closing; + The light and darkness are of His disposing, + And ’neath His shadow here to rest we yield us, + For He will shield us. + + 2. Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us; + Till morning cometh, watch, O Master, o’er us; + In soul and body Thou from harm defend us, + Thine angels send us. + + 3. Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o’ertakes us, + Our earliest thoughts be Thine when morning wakes us; + All day serve Thee, in all that we are doing + Thy praise pursuing. + + 4. Through Thy Beloved soothe the sick and weeping + And bid the captive lose his griefs in sleeping; + Widows and orphans, we to Thee commend them, + Do Thou befriend them. + + 5. We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us, + Save Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast made us: + But Thy dear presence will not leave them lonely + Who seek Thee only. + + 6. Father, Thy name be praised, Thy kingdom given; + Thy will be done on earth as ’tis in heaven; + Give daily bread, forgive our sins, deliver + Us now and ever. + + Bohemian Brethren, 1566; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +39 + + L. M. + + Thus far the Lord has led me on, + Thus far His power prolongs my days; + And every evening shall make known + Some fresh memorial of His grace. + + 2. Much of my time has run to waste, + And I, perhaps, am near my home; + But He forgives my follies past + And gives me strength for days to come. + + 3. I lay my body down to sleep; + Peace is the pillow for my head; + His ever-watchful eye will keep + Its constant guard around my bed. + + 4. Faith in Thy name forbids my fear; + Oh, may Thy presence ne’er depart! + And in the morning may I bear + Thy loving-kindness on my heart! + + Isaac Watts, 1709, a. and abr. + + +40 + + 10s + + Abide with me! fast falls the eventide; + The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! + When other helpers fail and comforts flee, + Help of the helpless, O abide with me! + + 2. Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day; + Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away; + Change and decay in all around I see; + O Thou, who changest not, abide with me! + + 3. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, + But as Thou dwell’st with Thy disciples, Lord, + Familiar, condescending, patient, free, + Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. + + 4. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, + But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; + Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; + O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me! + + 5. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile, + And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, + Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee: + On to the close, O Lord, abide with me! + + 6. I need Thy presence every passing hour: + What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter’s power? + Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? + Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me! + + 7. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; + Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness. + Where is death’s sting? where, grave, thy victory? + I triumph still if Thou abide with me. + + 8. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes, + Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies. + Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee; + In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! + + H. F. Lyte, 1847. + + +41 + + S. M. + + The day is past and gone, + The evening shades appear; + O may I ever keep in mind + The night of death draws near. + + 2. Lord, keep me safe this night, + Secure from all my fears; + May angels guard me while I sleep, + Till morning light appears. + + 3. And when I early rise + And view th’ unwearied sun, + May I set out to win the prize + And after glory run, + + 4. That, when my days are past + And I from time remove, + Lord, I may in Thy bosom rest, + The bosom of Thy love. + + J. Leland, 1792. + + +42 + + L. M. + + Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, + It is not night if Thou be near; + Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise + To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes! + + 2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep + My wearied eyelids gently steep, + Be my last thought how sweet to rest + Forever on my Savior’s breast. + + 3. Abide with me from morn till eve, + For without Thee I cannot live; + Abide with me when night is nigh, + For without Thee I dare not die. + + 4. If some poor wandering child of Thine + Has spurned to-day the voice divine, + Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; + Let him no more lie down in sin. + + 5. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor + With blessings from Thy boundless store; + Be every mourner’s sleep to-night, + Like infant’s slumbers, pure and light. + + 6. Come near and bless us when we wake, + Ere through the world our way we take; + And lead us by Thy hand of love + Until we reach our home above. + + J. Keble, 1820. + + +43 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Through the day Thy love hath spared us, + Now we lay us down to rest; + Through the silent watches guard us, + Let no foe our peace molest: + Jesus, Thou our Guardian be; + Sweet it is to trust in Thee. + + 2. Pilgrims here on earth and strangers, + Dwelling in the midst of foes, + Us and ours preserve from dangers; + In Thine arms may we repose + And, when life’s sad day is past, + Rest with Thee in heaven at last. + + 3. Triune God, let all adore Thee, + Saints on earth and saints in heav’n; + Every creature bow before Thee, + Who hast all their being giv’n, + Who dost seek and save the lost: + Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. + + Thomas Kelly, 1806. + + +44 + + 8, 4, 8, 4, 8, 8, 8, 4 + + God, who madest earth and heaven, + Darkness and light, + Who the day for toil hast given, + For rest the night, + May Thine angel guards defend us, + Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, + Holy dreams and hopes attend us, + This livelong night! + + 2. Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, + And when we die, + Let us in Thy mighty keeping + All peaceful lie. + When the trumpet’s call shall wake us, + Do not Thou, blest Lord, forsake us, + But to reign in glory take us + With Thee on high. + + Reginald Heber, 1827; 2d stanza, R. Whately, 1860. + + +45 + + 6, 5 + + Now the day is over, + Night is drawing nigh, + Shadows of the evening + Steal across the sky. + + 2. Now the darkness gathers, + Stars begin to peep, + Birds and beasts and flowers + Soon will be asleep. + + 3. Jesus, give the weary + Calm and sweet repose; + With Thy tenderest blessing + May my eyelids close. + + 4. Through the long night-watches + May Thine angels spread + Their white wings above me, + Watching round my bed. + + 5. When the morning wakens, + Then may I arise + Pure and fresh and sinless + In Thy holy eyes! + + 6. Glory to the Father, + Glory to the Son, + And to Thee, blest Spirit, + While all ages run. + + Sabine Baring-Gould, 1865, abr. + + + + +INVITATION. + + +46 + + C. M. 8 l + + I heard the voice of Jesus say, + “Come unto Me and rest; + Lay down, thou weary one, lay down + Thy head upon My breast!” + I came to Jesus as I was, + Weary and worn and sad; + I found in Him a resting-place, + And He has made me glad. + + 2. I heard the voice of Jesus say, + “Behold, I freely give + The living water; thirsty one, + Stoop down and drink and live!” + I came to Jesus, and I drank + Of that life-giving stream; + My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, + And now I live in Him. + + 3. I heard the voice of Jesus say, + “I am this dark world’s Light; + Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise + And all thy day be bright!” + I looked to Jesus, and I found + In Him my Star, my Sun; + And in that Light of Life I’ll walk + Till traveling days are done. + + H. Bonar, 1846. + + +47 + + C. M. + + The Savior calls; let every ear + Attend the heavenly sound, + Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear; + Hope smiles reviving round. + + 2. For every thirsty, longing heart + Here streams of bounty flow + And life and health and bliss impart + To banish mortal woe. + + 3. Here springs of sacred pleasures rise + To ease your every pain; + Immortal fountain! full supplies! + Nor shall you thirst in vain. + + 4. Ye sinners, come, ’tis Mercy’s voice; + The gracious call obey; + Mercy invites to heavenly joys, + And can you yet delay? + + 5. Dear Savior, draw reluctant hearts; + To Thee let sinners fly + And take the bliss Thy love imparts + And drink and never die. + + Anne Steele, 1760. + + +48 + + 7s + + Sinners, turn; why will ye die? + God, your Maker, asks you—Why? + God, who did your being give, + Made you with Himself to live. + + 2. He the fatal cause demands, + Asks the work of His own hands, + Why, ye thankless creatures, why + Will ye cross His love and die? + + 3. Sinners, turn; why will ye die? + God, your Savior, asks you—Why? + He, who did your souls retrieve, + Died Himself that you might live. + + 4. Will ye let Him die in vain, + Crucify your Lord again? + Why, ye ransomed sinners, why + Will ye slight His grace and die? + + 5. Sinners, turn; why will ye die? + God the Spirit asks you—Why? + He, who all your lifetime strove, + Wooed you to embrace His love. + + 6. Will ye not His grace receive? + Will ye still refuse to live? + O ye long-sought sinners, why + Will ye grieve your God and die? + + Charles Wesley, 1741. + + +49 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + “Come unto Me, ye weary, + And I will give you rest.” + O blessed voice of Jesus, + Which comes to hearts opprest! + It tells of benediction, + Of pardon, grace, and peace, + Of joy that hath no ending, + Of love which cannot cease. + + 2. “Come unto Me, dear children, + And I will give you light.” + O loving voice of Jesus, + Which comes to cheer the night! + Our hearts were filled with sadness, + And we had lost our way; + But He has brought us gladness + And songs at break of day. + + 3. “Come unto Me, ye weary, + And I will give you life,” + O cheering voice of Jesus, + Which comes to aid our strife! + The Foe is stern and eager, + The fight is fierce and long; + But Thou hast made us mighty + And stronger than the strong. + + 4. “And whosoever cometh, + I will not cast him out.” + O welcome voice of Jesus, + Which drives away our doubt, + Which calls us, very sinners, + Unworthy though we be + Of love so free and boundless, + To come, dear Lord, to Thee! + + W. C. Dix, 1867. + + +50 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + To-day Thy mercy calls us + To wash away our sin. + However great our trespass, + Whatever we have been; + However long from mercy + Our hearts have turned away, + Thy precious blood can cleanse us + And make us white to-day. + + 2. To-day Thy gate is open, + And all who enter in + Shall find a Father’s welcome + And pardon for their sin. + The past shall be forgotten, + A present joy be giv’n, + A future grace be promised, + A glorious crown in heav’n. + + 3. To-day our Father calls us, + His Holy Spirit waits; + His blessed angels gather + Around the heavenly gates. + No question will be asked us + How often we have come; + Although we oft have wandered, + It is our Father’s home. + + 4. O all-embracing Mercy, + O ever-open Door, + What should we do without Thee + When heart and eye run o’er? + When all things seem against us, + To drive us to despair, + We know one gate is open, + One ear will hear our prayer. + + O. Allen, 1862. + + +51 + + L. M. + + Behold a Stranger at the door! + He gently knocks, has knocked before, + Has waited long, is waiting still; + You treat no other friend so ill. + + 2. But will He prove a friend indeed? + He will; the very Friend you need; + The Friend of sinners—yes, ’tis He, + With garments dyed on Calvary. + + 3. O lovely attitude! He stands + With melting heart and laden hands; + O matchless kindness! and He shows + This matchless kindness to His foes. + + 4. Admit Him lest His anger burn + And He, departing, ne’er return; + Admit Him, or the hour’s at hand + When at His door denied you’ll stand. + + J. Grigg, 1756, a. + + +52 + + S. M. + + The Spirit in our hearts + Is whispering, “Sinner, come!” + The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims + To all His children, “Come!” + + 2. Let him that heareth say + To all about him, “Come!” + Let him that thirsts for righteousness + To Christ, the Fountain, come. + + 3. Yes, whosoever will, + O let him freely come + And freely drink the stream of life; + ’Tis Jesus bids him come. + + 4. Lo, Jesus, who invites, + Declares, “I quickly come.” + Lord, even so; I wait Thine hour; + Jesus, my Savior, come! + + H. U. Onderdonk, 1826. + + +53 + + S. M. + + Let every ear attend + And every heart rejoice; + The trumpet of the Gospel sounds + With an inviting voice. + + 2. Ho! all ye starving souls, + That feed upon the wind + And vainly strive with earthly toys + To fill an empty mind. + + 3. Here Wisdom has prepared + A soul-reviving feast + And bids your longing appetites + The rich provision taste. + + 4. Ho! ye that pant for streams + And pine away and die, + Here you may quench your raging thirst + With springs that never dry. + + 5. Rivers of mercy here + In a rich ocean join; + Salvation in abundance flows + Like floods of milk and wine. + + 6. The gates of Gospel grace + Stand open night and day. + Lord, we are come to seek supplies + And drive our wants away. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +54 + + L. M. + + Return, O wanderer, return + And seek an injured Father’s face; + Those warm desires that in thee burn + Were kindled by reclaiming grace. + + 2. Return, O wanderer, return + And seek a Father’s melting heart; + His pitying eyes thy grief discern, + His hand shall heal thine inward smart. + + 3. Return, O wanderer, return, + Thy Savior bids thy spirit live; + Go to His bleeding feet and learn + How freely Jesus can forgive. + + 4. Return, O wanderer, return + And wipe away the falling tear; + ’Tis God who says, “No longer mourn,” + ’Tis Mercy’s voice invites thee near. + + W. B. Collyer, 1812. + + +55 + + L. M. + + Hasten, O sinner, to be wise + And stay not for the morrow’s sun, + The longer wisdom you despise, + The harder is she to be won. + + 2. O hasten, mercy to implore + And stay not for the morrow’s sun, + For fear thy season should be o’er + Before this evening’s course be run. + + 3. Hasten, O sinner, to return + And stay not for the morrow’s sun, + For fear thy lamp should fail to burn + Before the needful work is done. + + 4. Hasten, O sinner, to be blest + And stay not for the morrow’s sun, + For fear the curse should thee arrest + Before the morrow is begun. + + Thomas Scott, 1773. + + +56 + + 7s + + Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, + Jesus loves to answer prayer; + He Himself has bid thee pray, + Therefore will not say thee nay. + + 2. Thou art coming to a King, + Large petitions with thee bring; + For His grace and power are such + None can ever ask too much. + + 3. With my burden I begin: + Lord, remove this load of sin; + Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, + Set my conscience free from guilt. + + 4. Lord, I come to Thee for rest, + Take possession of my breast; + There Thy blood-bought right maintain + And without a rival reign. + + 5. While I am a pilgrim here, + Let Thy love my spirit cheer; + As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, + Lead me to my journey’s end. + + 6. Show me what I have to do, + Every hour my strength renew; + Let me live a life of faith, + Let me die Thy people’s death. + + John Newton, 1779. + + +57 + + 11s + + Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, + The waters of life are now flowing for thee; + No price is demanded; the Savior is here; + Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. + + 2. Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse + The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? + A fountain is opened; how canst thou refuse + To wash and be cleansed in His pardoning blood? + + 3. Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, + For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day; + Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb; + Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. + + 4. Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace, + Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight + And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, + To sink in the gloom of eternity’s night. + + 5. Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand; + The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade; + The dead, small and great, in the Judgment shall stand; + What power then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid? + + T. Hastings, 1831. + + +58 + + 7s + + Come, ye weary sinners, come, + All who feel your heavy load; + Jesus calls His wanderers home; + Hasten to your pardoning God. + + 2. Come, ye guilty souls opprest, + Answer to the Savior’s call: + “Come, and I will give you rest; + Come, and I will save you all.” + + 3. Jesus, full of truth and love, + We Thy gracious call obey; + Faithful let Thy mercies prove, + Take our load of guilt away. + + 4. Fain we would on Thee rely, + Cast on Thee our sin and care, + To Thine arms of mercy fly, + Find our lasting quiet there. + + 5. Lo, we come to Thee for ease: + True and gracious as Thou art, + How our weary souls release, + Write forgiveness on our heart. + + Charles Wesley, 1746, a. + + + + +PRAISE. + + +59 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6 + + My soul, now bless thy Maker! + Let all within me bless His name, + Who maketh thee partaker + Of mercies more than thou dar’st claim! + Forget Him not, whose meekness + Forgiveth all thy sin; + Who healeth all thy weakness, + Renews thy life within; + Whose grace and care are endless + And saved thee through the past; + Who leaves no sufferer friendless, + But rights the wronged at last. + + 2. He shows to man His treasure + Of judgment, truth, and righteousness, + His love beyond all measure, + His yearning pity o’er distress; + Nor treats us as we merit, + But lays His anger by, + The humble, contrite spirit + Finds His compassion nigh; + Far as the heavens above us, + As break from close of day, + So far, since He doth love us, + He casts our sins away. + + 3. For as a tender father + Hath pity on his children here, + He in His arms will gather + All who are His in childlike fear. + He knows how frail our powers, + Who but from dust are made; + We flourish as the flowers, + And even so we fade; + The wind but o’er them passes, + And all their bloom is o’er,— + We wither like the grasses, + Our place knows us no more. + + 4. His grace alone endureth, + And children’s children yet shall prove + How God with strength assureth + The hearts of all that seek His love. + In heaven is fixed His dwelling, + His rule is over all; + Angels in might excelling, + Bright hosts, before Him fall! + Praise Him who ever reigneth, + All ye who hear His Word, + Nor our poor hymns disdaineth;— + My soul, O bless the Lord! + + G. Graumann, 1525; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +60 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + To God, the Father of all love, + The God of earth and heaven, + The mighty God, who reigns above, + Be praise and glory given! + With healing balm my soul He fills + And every pain and sorrow stills,— + To God all praise and glory! + + 2. The angel host, O King of kings, + Thy praise forever telling, + In earth and sky all living things + Beneath Thy shadow dwelling, + Adore and praise their Maker’s might, + Whose wisdom orders all things right,— + To God all praise and glory! + + 3. What God’s almighty power 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 God all praise and glory! + + 4. I cried to God in my distress, + His mercy heard me calling; + My Savior saw my helplessness + And kept my feet from falling. + For this, Lord, praise and thanks to Thee! + Praise God most high, praise God with me,— + To God all praise and glory! + + 5. The Lord forsaketh not His flock, + His chosen generation; + He is their Refuge and their Rock, + Their Peace and their Salvation, + And with a mother’s watchful love + He guides them wheresoe’er they rove,— + To God all praise and glory! + + 6. When earth can comfort us no more + Nor human help availeth, + The Maker comes Himself, whose store + Of blessing never faileth, + And bends on them a Father’s eyes, + Whom earth all rest and hope denies,— + To God all praise and glory! + + 7. Thus all my pilgrim way along + I’ll 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 God all praise and glory! + + 8. Ye who confess Christ’s holy name, + To God give praise and glory! + Ye who the Father’s power proclaim, + To God give praise and glory! + All idols under foot be trod, + The Lord is God! The Lord is God! + To God all praise and glory! + + 9. Then come before His presence now + And banish fear and sadness; + To your Redeemer pay your vow + And sing with joy and gladness: + Though great distress my soul befall, + The Lord, my God, rules over all,— + To God all praise and glory! + + J. J. Schuetz, 1673. + + +61 + + C. M. + + Songs of immortal praise belong + To my almighty God: + He hath my heart and He my tongue + To spread His name abroad. + + 2. How great the works His hand hath wrought! + How glorious in our sight! + And men in every age have sought + His wonders with delight. + + 3. How most exact is nature’s frame! + How wise th’ eternal Mind! + His counsels never change the scheme + That His first thoughts designed. + + 4. When He redeemed the sons of men, + He fixed His covenant sure; + The orders that His lips pronounce + To endless years endure. + + 5. Nature and time and earth and skies + Thy heavenly skill proclaim. + What shall we do to make us wise + But learn to read Thy name! + + 6. To fear Thy power, to trust Thy grace, + Is our divinest skill; + And he’s the wisest of our race + Who best obeys Thy will. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +62 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + O that I had a thousand voices, + A mouth to speak with thousand tongues! + My heart, which in the Lord rejoices, + Then would proclaim in grateful songs + To all, wherever I might be, + What great things God hath done for me. + + 2. O that my voice might high be sounding, + Far as the widely distant poles; + My blood run quick, with rapture bounding, + Long as its vital current rolls, + And every pulse thanksgiving raise, + And every breath a hymn of praise! + + 3. O all ye powers that God implanted, + Arise, keep silence thus no more, + Put forth the strength that He hath granted! + Your noblest work is to adore. + My soul and body, make ye meet + With heartfelt praise your Lord to greet! + + 4. Ye forest leaves, so green and tender, + That dance for joy in summer air; + Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender; + Ye flowers, so wondrous sweet and fair; + Ye live to show His praise alone, + Help me to make His glory known! + + 5. O all things that have breath and motion, + That throng with life, earth, sea, and sky, + Now join me in my heart’s devotion, + Help me to raise His praises high; + My utmost powers can ne’er aright + Declare the wonders of His might. + + 6. Dear Father, endless praise I render + For soul and body, strangely joined; + I praise Thee, Guardian kind and tender, + For all the noble joys I find + So richly spread on every side + And freely for my use supplied. + + 7. What equal praises can I offer, + Dear Jesus, for Thy mercy shown? + What pangs, my Savior, didst Thou suffer, + And thus for all my sins atone! + Thy death alone my soul could free + From Satan, to be blest with Thee. + + 8. Glory and praise, still onward reaching, + Thine be it, Spirit of all grace, + Whose holy power and faithful teaching + Give me among Thy saints a place! + Whate’er of good in me may shine + Comes only from Thy light divine. + + 9. Who grants abundant gifts to bless me? + Who but Thyself, O God of love? + Who guards my ways lest fears oppress me? + ’Tis Thou, Lord God of hosts, above! + And when my sins Thy wrath provoke, + Thy patience, Lord, forbears the stroke. + + 10. I kiss the rod, too, unrepining, + When God His chastening makes me feel, + My graces call for His refining, + The trial works no lasting ill; + It purifies and makes it known + That He regards me as His own. + + 11. In life I often have discovered, + With gratitude and glad surprise, + When clouds of sorrows o’er me hovered, + God sent from them my best supplies. + In troubles He is ever near + And shows me all a Father’s care. + + 12. Why not, then, with a faith unbounded, + Forever in His love confide? + Why not, with earthly griefs surrounded, + Rejoicing still in hope abide, + Until I reach that blissful home + Where doubt and sorrow never come? + + 13. No more low vanities regarding, + To Thee, in whom I find my rest, + I cry, my inmost soul according, + “My God, Thou art the Highest, Best; + Strength, honor, praise, and thanks, and power + Be Thine both now and evermore!” + + 14. Lord, I will tell, while I am living, + Thy goodness forth with every breath + And greet each morning with thanksgiving + Until my heart is still in death; + Yea, when at last my lips grow cold, + Thy praise shall in my sighs be told. + + 15. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee, + To listen to my earthly lays; + A nobler strain in heav’n shall reach Thee, + When I with angels hymn Thy praise + And learn amid their choirs to sing + Loud hallelujahs to my King. + + J. Mentzer, 1704. + + +63 + + 14, 14, 4, 7, 8 + + Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! + O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy Health and Salvation! + Join the full throng; + Wake, harp and psalter and song; + Sound forth in glad adoration! + + 2. Praise to the Lord, who o’er all things so wondrously reigneth, + Who, as on wings of an eagle, uplifteth, sustaineth. + Hast thou not seen + How thy desires all have been + Granted in what He ordaineth? + + 3. Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee; + Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee! + What need or grief + Ever hath failed of relief?— + Wings of His mercy did shade thee. + + 4. Praise to the Lord, who doth visibly bless and defend thee; + Who from the heavens the streams of His mercy doth send thee! + Ponder anew + What the Almighty can do + If with His love He befriend thee. + + 5. Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore Him! + All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him! + He is thy Light; + Soul, keep it always in sight, + Gladly forever adore Him! + + J. Neander, 1680. + + +64 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + Now thank we all our God + With heart and hands and voices, + Who wondrous things hath done, + In whom His world rejoices; + Who from our mother’s arms + Hath blessed us on our way + With countless gifts of love + And still is ours to-day. + + 2. Oh, may this bounteous God + Through all this life be near us, + With ever joyful hearts + And blessed peace to cheer us; + And keep us in His grace, + And guide us when perplexed, + And free us from all ills + In this world and the next. + + 3. All praise and thanks to God + The Father now be given, + The Son, and Him who reigns + With them in highest heaven: + The one eternal God, + Whom earth and heaven adore; + For thus it was, is now, + And shall be evermore! + + Martin Rinckart, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +65 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + I will sing my Maker’s praises + And in Him most joyful be, + For in all things I see traces + Of His tender love to me. + Nothing but His love could move Him + With such sweet and tender care + Evermore to raise and bear + All who try to serve and love Him. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 2. As an eagle spreadeth over + Her young brood her sheltering wings, + So the arm of God did cover + Me against affliction’s stings. + He who life and being gave me, + Even in my mother’s womb, + From the cradle to the tomb, + He shall ever guard and save me. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 3. Yea, so dear did He esteem me + That His Son He loved so well + He hath given to redeem me + From the quenchless flames of hell. + O Thou Spring of boundless blessing, + How could e’er my feeble mind + Of Thy depth the bottom find, + Though my efforts were unceasing? + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 4. God His Spirit to instruct me + In His holy Word hath giv’n + That He safely may conduct me + Through this weary world to heav’n. + He my heart’s dark chamber filleth + With the clear, pure light of faith, + Which destroys the power of death; + Yea, e’en hell itself it stilleth. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 5. All that for my soul is needful + He doth carefully provide, + Nor of that is He unheedful + Which my body needs beside. + When my strength cannot avail me, + When my powers can do no more, + Doth my God His strength outpour, + In my need He doth not fail me. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 6. All the hosts of earth and heaven + Wheresoe’er I turn mine eye, + For my benefit are given + That they may my need supply. + All that’s living, all that’s growing, + On the heights or in the woods, + In the vales or in the floods, + God is for my good bestowing. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 7. When I sleep, He still is near me, + O’er me rests His guardian eye; + And new gifts and blessings cheer me + When the morning streaks the sky. + Were it not for God’s protection, + Had His countenance not been + Here my guide, I had not seen + Any end of my affliction. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 8. Ah, how often doth the devil + Cause some great calamity! + But my life from all such evil + Till this moment has been free. + For the angel whom God sendeth, + Wardeth off each threatening hurt, + Every evil doth avert + That mine enemy intendeth. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 9. As a father never turneth + Wholly from a wayward child, + For the prodigal still yearneth, + Longing to be reconciled: + So my many sins and errors + Find a tender, pardoning God, + Chast’ning frailty with His rod, + Not, in vengeance, with His terrors. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 10. All His strokes and scourges truly + For the moment grievous prove + And yet, when I weigh them duly, + Are but tokens of His love, + Proofs that He is watching o’er me + And by crosses to His fold, + From the world that fain would hold + Soul and body, would restore me. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 11. On this thought I dwell with pleasure; + For it granteth joy and peace. + Christ’s cross hath its time and measure + And at last will wholly cease. + When the winter disappeareth, + Lovely summer comes again; + Joy is giv’n for woe and pain + Who his cross in patience beareth. + All things have their little day, + God’s great love abides for aye. + + 12. Since, then, neither change nor coldness + In my Father’s love can be, + Lo, I lift my hands with boldness, + As Thy child I come to Thee. + Grant me grace, O God, I pray Thee, + That I may with all my might, + All my lifetime, day and night, + Love and trust Thee and obey Thee; + And when this brief life is o’er, + Praise and love Thee evermore. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1659. + + +66 + + L. M. + + Thee we adore, eternal Lord! + We praise Thy name with one accord; + Thy saints, who here Thy goodness see, + Through all the world do worship Thee. + + 2. To Thee aloud all angels cry, + The heavens and all the powers on high; + Thee, “Holy, Holy, Holy King, + Lord God of hosts!” they ever sing. + + 3. Th’ apostles join the glorious throng; + The prophets swell th’ immortal song; + Thy martyrs’ noble army raise + Eternal anthems to Thy praise. + + 4. From day to day, O Lord, do we + Highly exalt and honor Thee. + Thy name we worship and adore + World without end, forevermore! + + 5. Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray, + To keep us safe from sin this day; + Have mercy, Lord! We trust in Thee; + O let us ne’er confounded be! + + T. Cotterill, 1815, a. + + +67 + + 9, 10, 9, 10, 10, 10 + + Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, + For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou? + With songs I fain would come before Thee; + O let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now + To praise Thee in His name, through whom alone + Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son. + + 2. O Father, draw me to my Savior + That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee; + Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior + And rule both sense and reason thus in me, + That, Lord, Thy peace I taste may ne’er depart, + But wake sweet melodies within my heart. + + 3. Grant that Thy Spirit prompt my praises, + Then shall my singing surely please Thine ear; + Sweet are the sounds my heart then raises, + My prayer in truth and spirit Thou wilt hear. + Then shall Thy Spirit raise my heart to Thee + To sing Thee psalms of praise in high degree. + + 4. For He can plead for me with sighings + That are unspeakable to lips like mine; + He bids me pray with earnest cryings, + Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine, + Joint heir with Christ and thus may dare to say: + O Abba, Father, hear me when I pray! + + 5. When thus my heart in prayer ascendeth + Through Thine own Holy Spirit unto Thee, + Thy heart, O Father, kindly bendeth + Its fervent love and favor unto me, + Rejoicing my petition to fulfil + Which I have made according to Thy will. + + 6. And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me + To seek from Thee must needs be such a prayer + As Thou wilt grant, through Him who bought me + And raised me up to be Thy child and heir. + In Jesus’ name I, fearless, seek Thy face + And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace. + + 7. O joy! my hope and trust are founded + On His sure Word and witness in the heart; + I know Thy mercies are unbounded, + And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart; + Nay, more is lavished by Thy bounteous hand + Than I can ask or seek or understand. + + 8. O bliss! in Jesus’ name I’ve tendered + My prayer; He pleads at Thy right hand for me. + Yea and amen in Him is rendered + What I in faith and spirit ask of Thee. + O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine + Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine! + + Bartholomew Crasselius, 1697; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +68 + + 7s + + Songs of praise the angels sang, + Heaven with hallelujahs rang, + When Jehovah’s work begun, + When He spake, and it was done. + + 2. Songs of praise awoke the morn + When the Prince of Peace was born; + Songs of praise arose when He + Captive led captivity. + + 3. Heaven and earth must pass away; + Songs of praise shall crown that day: + God will make new heavens and earth; + Songs of praise shall hail their birth. + + 4. And shall man alone be dumb + Till that glorious kingdom come? + No; the Church delights to raise + Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. + + 5. Saints below, with heart and voice, + Still in songs of praise rejoice; + Learning here, by faith and love, + Songs of praise to sing above. + + 6. Borne upon their latest breath, + Songs of praise shall conquer death; + Then, amidst eternal joy, + Songs of praise their powers employ. + + James Montgomery, 1819. + + +69 + + 8, 5, 8 l + + Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee, + That could never be, + For this heart would still refuse Thee; + Thou hast chosen me, + Hast from all the sin that stained me + Washed and set me free + And unto this end ordained me, + That I live to Thee. + + 2. ’Twas Thy love and mercy called me, + Taught my opening mind; + Else the world had yet enthralled me, + To Thy glories blind. + Now my heart owns none above Thee; + For Thy grace I thirst; + Knowing well that, if I love Thee, + Thou didst love me first. + + 3. Praise the God of all creation + For His boundless love; + Praise the Lamb, our Expiation, + Priest enthroned above; + Praise the Spirit of salvation, + Him by whom we live; + Undivided adoration + To the Godhead give! + + Josiah Condor, † 1855. + + +70 + + L. M. + + Give to our God immortal praise! + Mercy and truth are all His ways, + Wonders of grace to God belong; + Repeat His mercies in your song. + + 2. Give to the Lord of lords renown, + The King of kings with glory crown. + His mercies ever shall endure + When lords and kings are known no more. + + 3. He built the earth, He spread the sky, + And fixed the starry lights on high. + Wonders of grace to God belong; + Repeat His mercies in your song. + + 4. He fills the sun with morning light, + He bids the moon direct the night; + His mercies ever shall endure + When suns and moons shall shine no more. + + 5. He sent His Son with power to save + From guilt and darkness and the grave. + Wonders of grace to God belong; + Repeat His mercies in your song. + + 6. Through this vain world He guides our feet + And leads us to His heavenly seat. + His mercies ever shall endure + When this vain world shall be no more. + + Ps. 136. Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +71 + + 7s 6 l + + God of mercy, God of grace, + Show the brightness of Thy face! + Shine upon us, Savior, shine, + Fill Thy Church with light divine, + And Thy saving health extend + Unto earth’s remotest end. + + 2. Let the people praise Thee, Lord! + Be by all that live adored; + Let the nations shout and sing + Glory to their Lord and King, + At Thy feet their tribute pay, + And Thy holy will obey. + + 3. Let the people praise Thee, Lord! + Earth shall then her fruits afford, + God to man His blessing give, + Man to God devoted live; + All below and all above + One in joy and light and love. + + H. F. Lyte, 1834. + + +72 + + C. M. + + When all Thy mercies, O my God, + My rising soul surveys, + Transported with the view, I’m lost + In wonder, love, and praise. + + 2. Ten thousand thousand precious gifts + My daily thanks employ; + Nor is the least a cheerful heart, + That tastes those gifts with joy. + + 3. Through every period of my life + Thy goodness I’ll pursue; + And after death, in distant worlds, + The glorious theme renew. + + 4. When nature fails, and day and night + Divide Thy works no more, + My ever grateful heart, O Lord, + Thy mercies shall adore. + + 5. Through all eternity to Thee + A joyful song I’ll raise; + But oh! eternity’s too short + To utter all Thy praise. + + J. Addison, 1712, abr. + + +73 + + L. M. 6 l + + I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath; + And when my voice is lost in death, + Praise shall employ my nobler powers. + My days of praise shall ne’er be past + While life and thought and being last + Or immortality endures. + + 2. Happy the man whose hopes rely + On Israel’s God, who made the sky + And earth and seas with all their train; + His truth forever stands secure; + He saves th’ oppressed, He feeds the poor, + And none shall find His promise vain. + + 3. The Lord gives eyesight to the blind; + The Lord supports the sinking mind; + He sends the laboring conscience peace; + He helps the stranger in distress, + The widow and the fatherless, + And grants the prisoner sweet release. + + 4. I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath; + And when my voice is lost in death, + Praise shall employ my nobler powers: + My days of praise shall ne’er be past, + While life and thought and being last + Or immortality endures. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, a. + + +74 + + C. M. + + To God be glory, peace on earth, + To all mankind good will! + We bless, we praise, we worship Thee, + And glorify Thee still. + + 2. And thanks for Thy great glory give, + That fills our soul with light, + O Lord, our heavenly King, the God + And Father of all might! + + 3. And Thou, begotten Son of God, + Before all time begun; + O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God, + The Father’s only Son: + + 4. Have mercy, Thou, that tak’st the sins + Of all the world away! + Have mercy, Savior of mankind, + And hear us when we pray! + + 5. O Thou, who sitt’st at God’s right hand, + Upon the Father’s throne, + Have mercy on us, Thou, O Christ, + Who art the Holy One! + + 6. Thou only, with the Holy Ghost, + Whom earth and heaven adore, + In glory of the Father art + Most high forevermore. + + Supplement to Tate and Brady, 1700, a. + + +75 + + C. M. + + Through all the changing scenes of life, + In trouble and in joy, + The praises of my God shall still + My heart and tongue employ. + + 2. Of His deliverance I will boast + Till all that are distrest + From my example comfort take + And charm their griefs to rest. + + 3. O magnify the Lord with me, + With me exalt His name! + When in distress on Him I called, + He to my rescue came. + + 4. The hosts of God encamp around + The dwellings of the just; + Deliverance He affords to all + Who on His succor trust. + + 5. O make but trial of His love! + Experience will decide + How blest are they, and only they, + Who in His truth confide. + + 6. Fear Him, ye Christians, you will then + Have nothing else to fear; + Make you His service your delight, + Your wants shall be His care. + + Ps. 34. Tate and Brady, 1698, a. + + +76 + + S. M. + + O bless the Lord, my soul! + Let all within me join + And aid my tongue to bless His name, + Whose favors are divine. + + 2. O bless the Lord, my soul! + Nor let His mercies lie + Forgotten in unthankfulness + And without praises die. + + 3. ’Tis He forgives thy sins; + ’Tis He relieves thy pain; + ’Tis He that heals thy sicknesses + And gives thee strength again. + + 4. He crowns thy life with love + When ransomed from the grave; + He that redeemed my soul from death + Hath sovereign power to save. + + 5. He fills the poor with good; + He gives the sufferers rest: + The Lord hath judgments for the proud + And justice for th’ opprest. + + 6. His wondrous works and ways + He made by Moses known, + But sent the world His truth and grace + By His beloved Son. + + Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719, a. + + +77 + + S. M. + + My soul, repeat His praise, + Whose mercies are so great; + Whose anger is so slow to rise, + So ready to abate. + + 2. God will not always chide; + And when His wrath is felt, + His strokes are fewer than our crimes + And lighter than our guilt. + + 3. High as the heavens are raised + Above the ground we tread, + So far the riches of His grace + Our highest thoughts exceed. + + 4. His grace subdues our sins; + And His forgiving love + Far as the east is from the west + Doth all our guilt remove. + + 5. The pity of the Lord + To those who fear His name + Is such as tender parents feel; + He knows our feeble frame. + + 6. Our days are as the grass + Or like the morning flower; + If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field, + It withers in an hour. + + 7. But Thy compassions, Lord, + To endless years endure; + And children’s children ever find + Thy words of promise sure. + + Ps. 103. Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +78 + + L. M. + + Before Jehovah’s awful throne, + Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; + Know that the Lord is God alone, + He can create and He destroy. + + 2. His sov’reign power, without our aid, + Made us of clay and formed us men; + And when like wandering sheep we strayed, + He brought us to His fold again. + + 3. We are His people, we His care, + Our souls and all our mortal frame. + What lasting honors shall we rear, + Almighty Maker, to Thy name? + + 4. We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, + High as the heavens our voices raise; + And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, + Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. + + 5. Wide as the world is Thy command, + Vast as eternity Thy love; + Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand + When rolling years shall cease to move. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, a. + + +79 + + L. M. + + From all that dwell below the skies + Let the Creator’s praise arise; + Let the Redeemer’s name be sung + Through every land, by every tongue. + + 2. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; + Eternal truth attends Thy Word; + Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore + Till suns shall rise and set no more. + + 3. Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring; + In songs of praise divinely sing; + The great salvation loud proclaim + And shout for joy the Savior’s name. + + 4. In every land begin the song; + To every land the strains belong; + In cheerful sounds all voices raise + And fill the world with loudest praise. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +80 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + The Lord hath helped me hitherto + By His surpassing favor; + His mercies ev’ry morn were new, + His kindness did not waver. + God hitherto hath been my Guide, + Hath pleasures hitherto supplied, + And hitherto hath helped me. + + 2. I praise and thank Thee, Lord, my God, + For Thine abundant blessing, + Which heretofore Thou hast bestowed + And I am still possessing. + Inscribe this on my memory: + The Lord hath done great things for me + And graciously hath helped me. + + 3. Help me in future, God of grace, + Help me on each occasion, + Help me in each and ev’ry place, + Help me through Jesus’ Passion; + Help me in life and death, O God, + Help me through Jesus’ dying blood, + Help me as Thou hast helped me! + + Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg, † 1706; A. Crull, tr., 1882. + + + + +THE REDEEMER. + + +81 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, + Humbly trusting in Thy cross; + That alone be all our glory, + All things else are only dross. + + 2. Thee we own a perfect Savior, + Only Source of all that’s good. + Every grace and every favor + Comes to us through Jesus’ blood. + + 3. Jesus gives us true repentance, + By His Spirit sent from heav’n; + Whispers this transporting sentence, + “Son, thy sins are all forgiv’n.” + + 4. Faith He grants us to believe it, + Grateful hearts His love to prize; + Want we wisdom? He must give it; + Hearing ears and seeing eyes. + + 5. Jesus gives us pure affections, + Wills to do what He requires, + Makes us follow His directions, + And what He commands, inspires. + + 6. All our prayers and all our praises, + Rightly offered in His name,— + He that dictates them is Jesus; + He that answers is the same. + + Joseph Hart, 1759. + + +82 + + 6, 6, 5, 6, 6, 5, 7, 8, 6 + + Jesus, priceless Treasure, + Source of purest pleasure, + Truest Friend to me! + Long my heart hath panted, + Till it well-nigh fainted, + Thirsting after Thee. + Thine I am, O spotless Lamb! + I will suffer naught to hide Thee, + Ask for naught beside Thee. + + 2. In Thine arms I rest me, + Foes who would molest me + Cannot reach me here; + Though the earth be shaking, + Every heart be quaking, + Jesus calms my fear; + Sin and hell, In conflict fell, + With their heaviest storms assail me. + Jesus will not fail me. + + 3. Satan, I defy thee; + Death, I need not fly thee; + Fear, I bid thee cease! + Rage, O world; thy noises + Cannot drown our voices + Singing still of peace, + For God’s power Guards every hour; + Earth and all its depths adore Him, + Silent bow before Him. + + 4. Wealth, I will not heed thee, + Wherefore should I need thee? + Jesus is my Joy. + Honors, ye may glisten, + But I will not listen, + Ye the soul destroy. + Want or loss Or shame or cross + Ne’er to leave my Lord shall move me + Since He deigns to love me. + + 5. Farewell, thou who choosest + Earth and heaven refusest; + Thou wilt tempt in vain. + Farewell, sins, nor blind me, + Get ye far behind me, + Come not forth again. + Past your hour, O pomp and power; + Godless life, thy bonds I sever, + Farewell now forever! + + 6. Hence, all fears and sadness! + For the Lord of gladness, + Jesus, enters in. + Those who love the Father, + Though the storms may gather, + Still have peace within; + Yea, whate’er I here must bear, + Still in Thee lies purest pleasure, + Jesus, priceless Treasure! + + J. Franck, c. 1653; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +83 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 12, 12, 11, 11 + + One thing’s needful! then, Lord Jesus, + Keep this one thing in my mind; + All beside, though first it please us, + Soon a grievous yoke we find; + Beneath it the heart is still fretting and striving, + No true, lasting happiness ever deriving. + The gain of this one thing all loss can requite + And teach me in all things to find true delight. + + 2. Soul, wilt thou this one thing find thee? + Seek not midst created things; + What is earthly leave behind thee, + Over nature stretch thy wings. + For where God and Man both in One are united, + With God’s perfect fulness the heart is delighted, + There, there, is the worthiest lot and the best, + My One and my All, and my Joy and my Rest. + + 3. How were Mary’s thoughts devoted + Her eternal joy to find, + As intent each word she noted, + At her Savior’s feet reclined! + How kindled her heart, how devout was its feeling, + While hearing the lessons that Christ was revealing! + For Jesus all earthly concerns she forgot, + And all was repaid in that one happy lot. + + 4. Thus my longings, heavenward tending, + Jesus, rest alone on Thee; + Help me, thus on Thee depending, + Savior, come and dwell in me! + Although all the world should forsake and forget Thee, + In love I will follow Thee, ne’er will I quit Thee. + Lord Jesus, both spirit and life is Thy Word; + And is there a joy which Thou dost not afford? + + 5. Wisdom’s highest, noblest treasure, + Jesus, lies concealed in Thee; + Grant that this may still the measure + Of my will and actions be. + Humility there, and simplicity, reigning. + My steps shall in wisdom forever be training. + Oh! if I of Christ have this knowledge divine, + The fulness of heavenly wisdom is mine. + + 6. Christ, Thou art the sole oblation + That I’ll bring before my God; + In His sight I’ve acceptation + Only through Thy streaming blood. + Immaculate righteousness I have acquired, + Since Thou on the tree of the cross hast expired; + The robe of salvation forever is mine, + In this shall my faith through eternity shine. + + 7. Let my soul, in full exemption, + Wake up in Thy likeness now; + Thou art made to me redemption, + My sanctification Thou. + Whatever I need for my journey to heaven, + In Thee, O my Savior, is unto me given; + O let me all perishing pleasure forego, + And Thy life, O Jesus, alone let me know. + + 8. Where should else my hopes be centered? + Grace o’erwhelms me with its flood; + Thou, my Savior, once hast entered + Holiest heaven through Thy blood. + Eternal redemption for sinners there finding, + From hell’s dark dominion my spirit unbinding, + To me perfect freedom Thy entrance has brought, + And childlike to cry, “Abba, Father,” I’m taught. + + 9. Christ Himself, my Shepherd, feeds me, + Peace and joy my spirit fill; + In a pasture green He leads me + Forth beside the waters still. + Oh, naught to my soul is so sweet and reviving + As thus unto Jesus alone to be living; + True happiness this, and this only, supplies, + Through faith on my Savior to fasten mine eyes. + + 10. Therefore, Jesus, my Salvation, + Thou my One, my All, shalt be. + Prove my fixed determination, + Root out all hypocrisy. + Look well if on sin’s slipp’ry paths I am hasting, + And lead me, O Lord, in the way everlasting! + This one thing is needful, all others are vain; + I count all but loss that I Christ may obtain. + + J. H. Schroeder, 1697; F. E. Cox, tr., a. + + +84 + + L. M. 6 l + + Jesus, Thy boundless love to me + No thought can reach, no tongue declare; + Unite my thankful heart to Thee + And reign without a rival there. + Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am; + Be Thou alone my constant flame. + + 2. O grant that nothing in my soul + May dwell but Thy pure love alone; + O may Thy love possess me whole, + My Joy, my Treasure, and my Crown. + Strange flames far from my heart remove; + My every act, word, thought, be love! + + 3. O Love, how cheering is Thy ray! + All pain before Thy presence flies; + Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, + Where’er Thy healing beams arise. + O Jesus, nothing may I see, + Nothing desire or seek but Thee. + + 4. Unwearied, may I this pursue, + Dauntless to the high prize aspire; + Hourly within my soul renew + This holy flame, this heavenly fire; + And day and night be all my care + To guard this sacred treasure there. + + 5. O draw me, Savior, after Thee! + So shall I run and never tire. + With gracious words still comfort me; + Be Thou my Hope, my sole Desire. + Free me from every weight. Nor fear + Nor sin can come if Thou art here. + + 6. From all eternity, with love + Unchangeable Thou hast me viewed; + Ere knew this beating heart to move, + Thy tender mercies me pursued. + Ever with me may they abide + And close me in on every side. + + 7. Still let Thy love point out my way; + How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought! + Still lead me lest I go astray; + Direct my work, inspire my thought; + And if I fall, soon may I hear + Thy voice and know that love is near. + + 8. In suffering be Thy love my peace, + In weakness be Thy love my power; + And when the storms of life shall cease, + Jesus, in that important hour, + In death as life be Thou my Guide + And save me, who for me hast died! + + P. Gerhardt, 1666; J. Wesley, tr., a. + + +85 + + L. M. 6 l + + The Lord my pasture shall prepare + And feed me with a shepherd’s care; + His presence shall my wants supply + And guard me with a watchful eye; + My noonday walks He shall attend + And all my midnight hours defend. + + 2. While on the sultry glebe I faint + Or on the thirsty mountain pant, + To fertile vales and dewy meads + My ever wandering steps He leads, + Where peaceful rivers soft and slow + Amid the verdant landscape flow. + + 3. Though in a bare and rugged way, + Through devious lonely wilds, I stray, + Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; + The barren wilderness shall smile, + With sudden greens and herbage crowned, + And streams shall murmur all around. + + 4. Though in the paths of death I tread, + With gloomy horrors overspread, + My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, + For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; + Thy friendly crook shall give me aid + And guide me through the dreadful shade. + + J. Addison, 1712. + + +86 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only + Can my heartfelt longing still; + Without Him my soul is lonely, + And I wish what Jesus will. + For my heart, which He hath filled, + Ever cries: Lord, as Thou wilt. + + 2. One it is for whom I’m living, + Whom I’m loving faithfully; + Jesus, unto whom I’m giving + What in love He gave to me. + Jesus’ blood hides all my guilt; + Lord, O lead me as Thou wilt. + + 3. What to me may seem a treasure, + But displeasing is to Thee, + O remove such harmful pleasure; + Give instead what profits me. + Let my heart by Thee be stilled, + Make me Thine, Lord, as Thou wilt. + + 4. Grant that always I endeavor + Thy good pleasure to fulfil; + In me, through me, with me ever, + Lord, accomplish Thou Thy will. + Let me die, Lord, on Thee built, + When and where and as Thou wilt. + + 5. Lord, my praise shall be unceasing, + For Thou gav’st Thyself to me + And, besides, so many a blessing, + That I sing most joyfully: + Be it unto me, my Shield, + As Thou wilt, Lord, as Thou wilt. + + Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 1668; A. Crull, tr. + + +87 + + 11, 4, 4, 11, 6, 6, 6, 7, 8 + + I leave Thee not; Thou art my Jesus ever, + Though earth rebel, + And death and hell + Would from its steadfast hold my faith dissever. + Ah, no! I ever will + Cling to my Helper still. + Hear what my love is taught: + Thou art my Jesus ever, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 2. I leave Thee not, O Love! of love the highest, + Though doubt display + Its battle-day; + I own the power which Thou, my Lord, appliest. + Thou didst bear guilt and woe; + Shall I to torment go + When into Judgment brought? + O Love! of love the highest, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 3. I leave Thee not, O Thou who sweetly cheerest, + Whose fresh supplies + Cause strength to rise + Just in the hour when faith’s decay is nearest. + If sickness chill the soul + And nights of languor roll, + My heart one hope hath caught. + O Thou who sweetly cheerest, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 4. I leave Thee not, Thou Help in tribulation! + Heap ill on ill, + I trust Thee still; + I hope when all seems near to desolation. + Do what Thou wilt with me, + Yet will I cling to Thee; + Thy grace I have besought. + Thou Help in tribulation, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 5. I leave Thee not; shall I forsake salvation? + No, Jesus, no! + Thou shalt not go; + Mine still Thou art, to free from condemnation. + Beyond this fleeting night + Thy presence brings me light, + Whose ray my soul hath sought; + Shall I forsake salvation? + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 6. I leave Thee not; Thy Word my way shall brighten. + With Thee I go + Through weal and woe; + Thy precept wise shall every burden lighten. + My Lord, on Thee I hang + Nor heed the journey’s pang, + Though thorny be my lot; + Thy Word my way shall brighten. + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 7. I leave Thee not, Thou Source of all my pleasure; + For should I stray + From Thee away, + My richest joy must cease to be a treasure. + All joys are dross to me, + Unless delight from Thee + Doth cheer my earthly lot. + Thou Source of all my pleasure, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 8. I leave Thee not! I fear no condemnation; + For how could share + Thy child and heir + The lot of those who spurn their soul’s salvation? + Thy blood, Lord, cleanseth me, + And therefore I am free + From hell, the sinners’ lot. + I fear no condemnation; + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + 9. I leave Thee not, my God, my Lord, my Heaven! + Nor death shall rend + From Thee, my Friend, + Who for my sake Thyself to death hast given. + Thou diedst for love to me, + My love goes back to Thee; + My heart has but one thought: + My God, my Lord, my Heaven, + I leave Thee not, I leave Thee not! + + W. C. Dessler, 1692; J. W. Alexander, tr., 1851. + + +88 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave, + Who for me Himself has given; + Therefore unto Him I’ll cleave, + Nor from Him be ever driven; + Life from Him doth light receive,— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + 2. Jesus I will never leave + While on earth I am abiding; + My full trust He shall receive; + What I have, without dividing, + All to Him I freely give,— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + 3. Though my eyesight pass away, + Hearing, taste, and feeling fail me; + Though the earth’s last light of day + Shall o’ertake and sore assail me; + When my dying sigh I heave,— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + 4. Nor will I my Jesus leave + When at length I shall come thither + Where His saints He will receive, + Where in bliss they live together; + Endless joy to me He’ll give,— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + 5. Not for earth’s vain joys I crave, + Not for heaven’s glorious pleasure; + Jesus, who my soul did save, + Shall be my Desire and Treasure; + He redemption did achieve,— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + 6. Jesus I shall never leave, + To His side still firmly clinging. + Christ leads all who Him receive + To life’s waters ever springing. + Blessed they who to Him cleave!— + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave. + + Chr. Keymann, c. 1656. + + +89 + + 7, 4, 7, 4, 7, 4, 6 + + Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight, + Sweetest Jesus! + Thrill’st my soul with rapture quite, + Sweetest Jesus! + All cares vanish at Thy sight, + Sweetest Jesus! + Jesus, sweetest Jesus! + + 2. Evermore I think of Thee, + My Redeemer! + And I long for none but Thee, + My Redeemer! + Yearns my soul with Thee to be, + My Redeemer! + Jesus, my Redeemer! + + 3. Feed Thou me and fill my soul, + Heavenly Manna! + Quench my thirst, my heart make whole, + Help, Hosanna! + Be the Rest unto my soul, + Rest of weary, + Jesus, Rest of weary! + + 4. Naught is lovelier than Thou, + Fairest Lover! + Naught is friendlier than Thou, + Gentle Lover! + And naught sweeter is than Thou, + Sweetest Lover, + Jesus, sweetest Lover! + + 5. I am weak; come, strengthen me, + Strength in weakness! + Faint am I, refresh Thou me, + Sweetest Jesus! + When I die, console Thou me, + Thou Consoler, + Jesus, my Consoler! + + J. Flittner, 1661; J. A. Rimbach, tr., 1903, a. + + +90 + + C. M. + + O Jesus, King most wonderful, + Thou Conqueror renowned, + Thou Sweetness most ineffable, + In whom all joys are found! + + 2. When once Thou visitest the heart, + Then truth begins to shine, + Then earthly vanities depart, + Then kindles love divine. + + 3. O Jesus, Light of all below, + Thou Fount of life and fire, + Surpassing all the joys we know, + All that we can desire,— + + 4. May every heart confess Thy name, + And ever Thee adore, + And, seeking Thee, itself inflame + To seek Thee more and more. + + 5. Thee may our tongues forever bless, + Thee may we love alone, + And ever in our lives express + The image of Thine own. + + Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1848. + + +91 + + L. M. + + Jesus, and shall it ever be, + A mortal man ashamed of Thee? + Ashamed of Thee, whom angels praise, + Whose glories shine through endless days? + + 2. Ashamed of Jesus! Sooner far + Let evening blush to own a star; + He sheds the beams of light divine + O’er this benighted soul of mine. + + 3. Ashamed of Jesus! Just as soon + Let midnight be ashamed of noon. + ’Tis midnight with my soul till He, + Bright Morning-Star, bids darkness flee. + + 4. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend + On whom my hopes of heaven depend! + No; when I blush, be this my shame, + That I no more revere His name. + + 5. Ashamed of Jesus! Yes, I may, + When I’ve no guilt to wash away, + No tear to wipe, no good to crave, + No fears to quell, no soul to save. + + 6. Till then—nor is my boasting vain— + Till then I boast a Savior slain; + And oh, may this my glory be, + That Christ is not ashamed of me! + + J. Grigg, 1765; B. Francis, 1787. + + +92 + + L. M. + + Awake, my soul, to joyful lays + And sing Thy great Redeemer’s praise; + He justly claims a song from me,— + His loving-kindness, O how free! + + 2. He saw me ruined in the Fall, + Yet loved me notwithstanding all; + He saved me from my lost estate,— + His loving-kindness, O how great! + + 3. When I was Satan’s easy prey + And deep in debt and bondage lay, + He paid His life for my discharge,— + His loving-kindness, O how large! + + 4. Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, + Though earth and hell my way oppose, + He safely leads my soul along,— + His loving-kindness, O how strong! + + 5. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, + Has gathered thick and thundered loud, + He near my soul has always stood,— + His loving-kindness, O how good! + + 6. When earthly friends forsake me quite + And I have neither skill nor might, + He’s sure my Helper to appear,— + His loving-kindness, O how near! + + 7. Often I feel my sinful heart + Prone from my Jesus to depart; + But though I have Him oft forgot, + His loving-kindness changes not. + + 8. When I shall pass death’s gloomy vale + And all my mortal power must fail, + O may my last, expiring breath + His loving-kindness sing in death! + + 9. Then shall I mount and soar away + To the bright world of endless day + And sing with rapture and surprise + His loving-kindness in the skies. + + S. Medley, 1782. + + +93 + + C. M. + + All hail the power of Jesus’ name! + Let angels prostrate fall; + Bring forth the royal diadem + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 2. Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, + Who from His altar call; + Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 3. Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race, + Ye ransomed from the Fall, + Hail Him, who saves you by His grace, + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 4. Hail Him, ye heirs of David’s line, + Whom David Lord did call, + The God incarnate, Man divine, + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 5. Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget + The wormwood and the gall, + Go, spread your trophies at His feet, + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 6. Let every kindred, every tribe, + On this terrestrial ball + To Him all majesty ascribe + And crown Him Lord of all! + + 7. O that with yonder sacred throng + We at His feet may fall, + Join in the everlasting song, + And crown Him Lord of all! + + E. Perronet, 1780. + + +94 + + C. M. + + Thou art the _Way_; to Thee alone + From sin and death we flee; + And he who would the Father seek, + Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. + + 2. Thou art the _Truth_; Thy Word alone + True wisdom can impart; + Thou only canst inform the mind + And purify the heart. + + 3. Thou art the _Life_; the rending tomb + Proclaims Thy conquering arm; + And those who put their trust in Thee + Nor death nor hell shall harm. + + 4. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; + Grant us that Way to know, + That Truth to keep, that Life to win, + Whose joys eternal flow. + + G. W. Doane, 1824. + + +95 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + In the Cross of Christ I glory, + Towering o’er the wrecks of time; + All the light of sacred story + Gathers round its head sublime. + + 2. When the woes of life o’ertake me, + Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, + Never shall the Cross forsake me; + Lo! it glows with peace and joy. + + 3. When the sun of bliss is beaming + Light and love upon my way, + From the Cross the radiance streaming + Adds new luster to the day. + + 4. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, + By the Cross are sanctified; + Peace is there that knows no measure, + Joys that through all time abide. + + John Bowring, 1825. + + +96 + + C. M. + + How sweet the name of Jesus sounds + In a believer’s ear! + It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, + And drives away his fear. + + 2. It makes the wounded spirit whole + And calms the troubled breast; + ’Tis manna to the hungry soul + And to the weary, rest. + + 3. Dear name! the Rock on which I build + My Shield and Hiding-place; + My never-failing Treasury, filled + With boundless stores of grace. + + 4. By Thee my prayers acceptance gain, + Although with sin defiled: + Satan accuses me in vain, + And I am owned a child. + + 5. Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, + My Prophet, Priest, and King, + My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, + Accept the praise I bring. + + 6. Weak is the effort of my heart + And cold my warmest thought; + But when I see Thee as Thou art, + I’ll praise Thee as I ought. + + 7. Till then I would Thy love proclaim + With every fleeting breath; + And may the music of Thy name + Refresh my soul in death. + + John Newton, 1779. + + +97 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Jesus, Thou art mine forever, + Dearer far than earth to me; + Neither life nor death shall sever + Those sweet ties which bind to Thee. + + 2. All were drear to me and lonely, + If Thy presence gladdened not; + While I sing to Thee, Thee only, + Mine’s an ever blissful lot. + + 3. Thou alone art all my Treasure, + Who hast died that I may live; + Thou conferrest noblest pleasure, + Who dost all my sins forgive. + + 4. Brightest gems and fairest flowers + Lose their beauty in Thy frown; + Joy and peace, like balmy showers, + In Thy smile come gently down. + + 5. Jesus, Thou art mine forever, + Suffer not myself to stray; + Let me in my weakness never + Cast my priceless pearl away. + + 6. Lamb of God, I do implore Thee, + Guard, support me, lest I fall; + Let me evermore adore Thee, + Be my everlasting All! + + M. Loy, 1863. + + +98 + + C. M. + + Jesus, the very thought of Thee + With sweetness fills the breast; + But sweeter far Thy face to see + And in Thy presence rest. + + 2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, + Nor can the memory find + A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, + O Savior of mankind! + + 3. O Hope of every contrite heart, + O Joy of all the meek! + To those who fall, how kind Thou art, + How good to those who seek! + + 4. But what to those who find?—Ah! this + Nor tongue nor pen can show; + The love of Jesus, what it is, + None but His loved ones know. + + 5. Jesus, our only Joy be Thou! + As Thou our Prize wilt be; + Jesus, be Thou our Glory now + And through eternity! + + Bernard of Clairvaux, † 1153; E. Caswall, tr., 1849, a. + + +99 + + 7s + + Chief of sinners though I be, + Jesus shed His blood for me; + Died that I might live on high, + Lived that I might never die; + As the branch is to the vine, + I am His, and He is mine. + + 2. O the height of Jesus’ love! + Higher than the heavens above, + Deeper than the depths of sea, + Lasting as eternity; + Love that found me,—wondrous thought!— + Found me when I sought Him not. + + 3. Jesus only can impart + Balm to heal the smitten heart; + Peace that flows from sin forgiv’n, + Joy that lifts the soul to heav’n; + Faith and hope to walk with God, + In the way that Enoch trod. + + 4. Chief of sinners though I be, + Christ is all in all to me; + All my wants to Him are known, + All my sorrows are His own; + Safe with Him from earthly strife, + He sustains the hidden life. + + 5. O my Savior, help afford + By Thy Spirit and Thy Word! + When my wayward heart would stray, + Keep me in the narrow way; + Grace in time of need supply + While I live and when I die. + + Wm. McComb, 1848. + + +100 + + 7s 6 l + + Christ, whose glory fills the skies, + Christ, the true, the only Light, + Sun of Righteousness, arise, + Triumph o’er the shades of night. + Day-spring from on high, be near; + Day-star, in my heart appear. + + 2. Dark and cheerless is the morn + Unaccompanied by Thee; + Joyless is the day’s return + Till Thy mercy’s beams I see; + Till they inward light impart, + Cheer my eyes, and warm my heart. + + 3. Visit, then, this soul of mine, + Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; + Fill me, Radiancy Divine, + Scatter all my unbelief; + More and more Thyself display, + Shining to the perfect day. + + Charles Wesley, 1740. + + +101 + + C. M. + + To our Redeemer’s glorious name + Awake the sacred song! + O may His love, immortal flame, + Tune every heart and tongue! + + 2. His love, what mortal thought can reach! + What mortal tongue display! + Imagination’s utmost stretch + In wonder dies away. + + 3. He left His radiant throne on high, + Left the bright realms of bliss, + And came to earth to bleed and die,— + Was ever love like this? + + 4. Dear Lord, while we adoring pay + Our humble thanks to Thee, + May every heart with rapture say, + “The Savior died for me!” + + 5. O may the sweet, the blissful theme + Fill every heart and tongue + Till strangers love the charming name + And join the sacred song! + + Anne Steele, 1760. + + +102 + + C. M. + + Come, let us join our cheerful songs + With angels round the throne. + Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, + But all their joys are one. + + 2. “Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry, + “To be exalted thus.” + “Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply, + For He was slain for us. + + 3. Jesus is worthy to receive + Honor and power divine; + And blessings more than we can give, + Be, Lord, forever Thine. + + 4. Let all that dwell above the sky, + And air, and earth, and seas + Conspire to lift Thy glories high + And speak Thine endless praise! + + 5. The whole creation join in one + To bless the sacred name + Of Him that sits upon the throne, + And to adore the Lamb. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +103 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8 + + O Morning Star, how fair and bright + Thou beamest forth in truth and light! + O Sovereign meek and lowly! + Sweet Root of Jesse, David’s Son, + My King and Bridegroom, Thou hast won + My heart to love Thee solely! + Lovely art Thou, + Fair and glorious, All victorious, + Rich in blessing, + Rule and might o’er all possessing. + + 2. O King high-born, Pearl dearly won, + True Son of God and Mary’s Son, + Crown of exceeding glory! + My heart calls Thee a Lily, Lord, + Pure milk and honey is Thy Word, + Thy sweetest Gospel-story. + Rose of Sharon, + Hail! hosanna! Heavenly Manna, + Feed us ever; + Lord, I can forget Thee never! + + 3. Clear Jasper, Ruby fervent red, + Deep, deep into my heart now shed + Thy love’s pure fire forever; + Fill me with joy, grant me to be + Thy member, closely joined to Thee, + Whom naught from Thee may sever; + Toward Thee longing + Doth possess me: Come and bless me, + For Thy gladness + Eye and heart here pine in sadness. + + 4. But if Thou look on me in love, + There straightway falls from God above + A ray of purest pleasure; + Thy Word and Spirit, flesh and blood, + Refresh my soul with heavenly food, + Thou art my hidden Treasure. + Let Thy grace, Lord, + Warm and cheer me, O draw near me; + Thou hast taught us + Thee to seek since Thou hast sought us. + + 5. Lord God, my Father, mighty Shield, + Thou in Thy Son art all revealed + As Thou hast loved and known me; + Thy Son hath me with Him betrothed, + In His own whitest raiment clothed, + He for His bride will own me. + Hallelujah! + Life in heaven Hath He given, + With Him dwelling, + Still shall I His praise be telling. + + 6. Then touch the chords of harp and lute, + Let no sweet music now be mute, + But, joyously resounding, + Tell of the marriage-feast, the bride, + The heavenly Bridegroom at her side, + Mid love and joy abounding. + Shout for triumph, + Loudly sing ye, Praises bring ye, + Fall before Him, + King of kings, let all adore Him! + + 7. Here rests my heart and holds it fast; + The Lord I love is First and Last, + The End and the Beginning. + I welcome death, for I shall rise + Through Him to His own Paradise, + Above all tears and sinning. + Amen! Amen! + Come, Lord Jesus. Soon release us! + With deep yearning, + Lord, we look for Thy returning! + + P. Nicolai, 1597; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +104 + + S. M. 8 l + + Crown Him with many crowns, + The Lamb upon His throne; + Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns + All music but its own; + Awake, my soul, and sing + Of Him who died for thee, + And hail Him as thy matchless King + Through all eternity. + + 2. Crown Him the Virgin’s Son, + The God incarnate born, + Whose arm those crimson trophies won + Which now His brow adorn; + Fruit of the mystic rose, + As of that rose the stem; + The root whence mercy ever flows, + The Babe of Bethlehem. + + 3. Crown Him the Lord of love + Behold His hands and side, + Rich wounds, yet visible above, + In beauty glorified. + No angel in the sky + Can fully bear that sight, + But downward bends his wond’ring eye + At mysteries so bright. + + 4. Crown Him the Lord of peace, + Whose power a scepter sways + From pole to pole, that wars may cease + And all be prayer and praise. + His reign shall know no end, + And round His piercèd feet + Fair flowers of paradise extend + Their fragrance ever sweet. + + 5. Crown Him the Lord of years, + The Potentate of time, + Creator of the rolling spheres, + Ineffably sublime. + All hail, Redeemer, hail! + For Thou hast died for me; + Thy praise shall never, never fail + Throughout eternity. + + M. Bridges, 1851. + + +105 + + S. M. 8 l + + I was a wandering sheep, + I did not love the fold; + I did not love my Shepherd’s voice, + I would not be controlled; + I was a wayward child, + I did not love my home; + I did not love my Father’s voice, + I loved afar to roam. + + 2. The Shepherd sought His sheep, + The Father sought His child; + They followed me o’er vale and hill, + O’er deserts waste and wild; + They found me nigh to death, + Famished and faint and lone; + They bound me with the bands of love, + They saved the wandering one. + + 3. Jesus my Shepherd is, + ’Twas He that loved my soul, + ’Twas He that washed me in His blood, + ’Twas He that made me whole; + ’Twas He that sought the lost, + That found the wandering sheep; + ’Twas He that brought me to the fold, + ’Tis He that still doth keep. + + 4. I was a wandering sheep, + I would not be controlled. + But now I love my Shepherd’s voice, + I love, I love, the fold. + I was a wayward child, + I once preferred to roam, + But now I love my Father’s voice, + I love, I love, His home. + + H. Bonar, 1844. + + +106 + + 7s + + Jesus, Savior, come to me! + Let me ever be with Thee; + Come and nevermore depart, + Thou who reignest in my heart. + + 2. Lord, for Thee I ever sigh, + Nothing else can satisfy; + ’Tis my constant cry to Thee: + Jesus, Jesus, come to me! + + 3. Earthly joys can give no peace, + Cannot bid my longing cease; + But to have my Jesus near, + This is perfect pleasure here. + + 4. All that makes the angels glad, + In their garb of glory clad, + Only fills me with distress + If Thy presence do not bless. + + 5. Take Thou all away from me, + I shall still thus minded be; + Thou who madest me Thine own + Shalt be e’er my Joy alone. + + 6. Lord, to none on earth beside + Thee my heart I open wide; + Enter Thou, possess it all, + Thee alone mine own I call. + + 7. Thou alone, my God and Lord, + Art my Glory and Reward; + Thou hast bled for me and died, + I will be no other’s bride. + + 8. Come, then, Lamb for sinners slain, + Come and ease me of my pain; + Evermore I cry to Thee: + Jesus, Jesus, come to me! + + 9. Patiently I wait Thy Day; + For this gift yet, Lord, I pray, + That, when death shall come to me, + My sweet Jesus Thou wilt be. + + J. Scheffler, c. 1657. + + +107 + + 7s 8 l + + Jesus, Lover of my soul, + Let me to Thy bosom fly, + While the waters nearer roll, + While the tempest still is high. + Hide me, O my Savior, hide, + Till the storm of life is past; + Safe into the haven guide; + O receive my soul at last! + + 2. Other refuge have I none; + Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; + Leave, ah, leave me not alone, + Still support and comfort me! + All my trust on Thee is stayed, + All my help from Thee I bring; + Cover my defenseless head + With the shadow of Thy wing. + + 3. Wilt Thou not regard my call? + Wilt Thou not accept my prayer? + Lo! I sink, I faint, I fall; + Lo! on Thee I cast my care. + Reach me out Thy gracious hand! + While I of Thy strength receive, + Hoping against hope I stand, + Dying, and, behold, I live! + + 4. Thou, O Christ, art all I want; + More than all in Thee I find. + Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, + Heal the sick, and lead the blind. + Just and holy is Thy name; + I am all unrighteousness: + False and full of sin I am, + Thou art full of truth and grace. + + 5. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, + Grace to cover all my sin; + Let the healing streams abound; + Make and keep me pure within. + Thou of life the Fountain art, + Freely let me take of Thee; + Spring Thou up within my heart, + Rise to all eternity. + + Charles Wesley, 1740. + + +108 + + C. M. + + O for a thousand tongues to sing + My great Redeemer’s praise, + The glories of my God and King, + The triumphs of His grace! + + 2. My gracious Master and my God, + Assist me to proclaim, + To spread through all the earth abroad + The honors of Thy name. + + 3. Jesus! the name that charms our fears, + That bids our sorrows cease; + ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears, + ’Tis life and health and peace. + + 4. He breaks the power of canceled sin, + He sets the prisoner free; + His blood can make the foulest clean; + His blood avails for me. + + 5. Look unto Him, ye nations; own + Your God, ye fallen race; + Look and be saved through faith alone, + Be justified by grace. + + 6. See all your sins on Jesus laid; + The Lamb of God was slain; + His soul was once an offering made + For every soul of man. + + 7. Glory to God and praise and love + Be ever, ever giv’n + By saints below and saints above, + The Church in earth and heav’n. + + Charles Wesley, 1739. + + +109 + + 8s 10 l + + O friend of souls, how blest am I + Whene’er Thy love my spirit calms! + From sorrow’s dungeon forth I fly + And hide me in Thy shelt’ring arms. + The night of weeping flies away + Before the heart-reviving ray + Of love that beams from out Thy breast; + Here is my heaven on earth begun. + Who is not joyful that has won + In Thee, O Lord, his joy and rest? + + 2. The world may call herself my foe, + So be it; for I trust her not, + E’en though a friendly face she show + And heap with her good things my lot. + In Thee alone will I rejoice, + Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice, + For Thou art true when friendships fail; + Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still + My anchor; hate me as she will, + The world shall o’er me ne’er prevail. + + 3. The Law may threaten endless death + From awful Sinai’s burning hill, + Straightway from its consuming breath + My soul through faith mounts higher still; + She throws herself at Jesus’ feet + And finds with Him a safe retreat, + Where curse and death can never come. + Though all foes threaten condemnation, + Yet, Jesus, Thou art my Salvation, + For in Thy love I find my home. + + 4. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest; + I follow, leaning on Thy hand; + From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest + And giv’st him water from the sand. + I know Thy wondrous ways will end + In love and blessing, Thou true Friend; + Enough, if Thou art ever near. + I know whom Thou wilt glorify + And raise o’er sun and stars on high, + Thou lead’st through depths and darkness here. + + 5. To others death seems dark and grim, + But not, Thou Life of life, to me. + I know Thou ne’er forsakest him + Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee. + Oh, who would fear his journey’s close + If from dark woods and lurking foes + He then find safety and release? + Nay, rather, with a joyful heart + From this dark region I depart + To Thy eternal light and peace. + + 6. O Friend of souls, then blest indeed + Am I when on Thy love I lean! + The world nor pain nor death I heed, + Since Thou, my God, my Joy hast been. + O let this peace that Thou hast giv’n + Be but a foretaste of Thy heav’n, + For goodness infinite is Thine. + Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys! + In God alone lie all my joys; + O rich delight, my Friend is mine! + + W. C. Dessler, 1692; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + + + +GOD’S WORD. + + +110 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, + For round us falls the eventide; + Let not Thy Word, that heavenly light, + For us be ever veiled in night. + + 2. In these last days of sore distress + Grant us, dear Lord, true steadfastness, + That pure we keep, till life is spent, + Thy holy Word and Sacrament. + + 3. Lord Jesus, help, Thy Church uphold, + For we are sluggish, thoughtless, cold; + Indue Thy Word with power and grace + And spread its truth in every place. + + 4. O keep us in Thy Word, we pray; + The guile and rage of Satan stay; + Unto Thy Church grant, Lord, Thy grace, + Peace, concord, patience, fearlessness. + + 5. O God! how sin’s dread works abound! + Throughout the earth no rest is found, + And wide has falsehood’s spirit spread, + And error boldly rears its head. + + 6. Those haughty spirits, Lord, restrain + Who o’er Thy Church with might would reign + And always offer something new, + Devised to change Thy doctrine true. + + 7. And since the cause and glory, Lord, + Are Thine, not ours, do Thou afford + Us help and strength and constancy; + With all our heart we trust in Thee. + + 8. A trusty weapon is Thy Word, + Thy Church’s buckler, shield, and sword; + Lord, let us in this Word abide, + That we may seek no other guide. + + 9. O grant that in Thy holy Word + We here may live and die, dear Lord; + And when our journey endeth here, + Receive us into glory there. + + N. Selnecker, 1611 (3-9 anon.). + + +111 + + C. M. + + How precious is the Book Divine, + By inspiration given! + Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine + To guide our souls to heaven. + + 2. Its light, descending from above, + Illumes this world so drear, + Displays a Savior’s boundless love, + And brings His glories near. + + 3. It shows to man his wandering ways + And where his feet have trod, + And brings to view the matchless grace + Of a forgiving God. + + 4. O’er all the straight and narrow way + Its radiant beams are cast; + A light whose never weary ray + Grows brightest at the last. + + 5. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts + In this dark vale of tears; + Life, light, and joy it still imparts + And quells our rising fears. + + 6. This lamp, through all the tedious night + Of life shall guide our way + Till we behold the clearer light + Of an eternal day. + + J. Fawcett, 1782, abr. + + +112 + + C. M. + + How shall the young secure their hearts + And guard their lives from sin? + Thy Word the choicest rules imparts + To keep the conscience clean. + + 2. ’Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, + That guides us all the day, + And through the dangers of the night + A lamp to lead our way. + + 3. The starry heavens Thy rule obey, + The earth maintains her place; + And these Thy servants, night and day, + Thy skill and power express. + + 4. But still Thy Law and Gospel, Lord, + Have lessons more divine; + Not earth stands firmer than Thy Word, + Nor stars so nobly shine. + + 5. Thy Word is everlasting truth; + How pure is every page! + That holy Book shall guide our youth + And well support our age. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +113 + + 7s, 6s 8 l + + O Word of God Incarnate, + O Wisdom from on high, + O Truth unchanged, unchanging, + O Light of our dark sky,— + We praise Thee for the radiance + That from the hallowed page, + A lantern to our footsteps, + Shines on from age to age. + + 2. The Church from her dear Master + Received the gift divine, + And still that light she lifteth + O’er all the earth to shine. + It is the golden casket, + Where gems of truth are stored; + It is the heaven-drawn picture + Of Christ, the living Word. + + 3. It floateth like a banner + Before God’s host unfurled; + It shineth like a beacon + Above the darkling world; + It is the chart and compass + That o’er life’s surging sea, + Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, + Still guides, O Christ, to Thee. + + 4. Oh, make Thy Church, dear Savior, + A lamp of burnished gold, + To bear before the nations + Thy true light as of old; + Oh, teach Thy wandering pilgrims + By this their path to trace, + Till, clouds and darkness ended, + They see Thee face to face. + + W. W. How, 1867, a. + + +114 + + L. M. + + The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, + In every star Thy wisdom shines; + But when our eyes behold Thy Word, + We read Thy name in fairer lines. + + 2. The rolling sun, the changing light, + And nights and days, Thy power confess; + But the blest Volume Thou didst write + Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. + + 3. Thy Gospel-heralds dare not rest + Till through the world Thy truth has run; + Till Christ has all the nations blest + That see the light or feel the sun. + + 4. Great Sun of Righteousness, arise; + Bless the dark world with heavenly light; + The Gospel makes the simple wise, + Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. + + 5. Thy noblest wonders here we view + In souls renewed and sins forgiv’n. + Lord, cleanse our sins, our souls renew, + And make Thy Word our guide to heav’n. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, abr. + + +115 + + L. M. + + The Law of God is good and wise + And sets His will before our eyes, + Shows us the way of righteousness, + And dooms to death when we transgress. + + 2. Its light of holiness imparts + The knowledge of our sinful hearts, + That we may see our lost estate + And seek deliv’rance ere too late. + + 3. To those who help in Christ have found + And would in works of love abound + It shows what deeds are His delight + And should be done as good and right. + + 4. When men the offered help disdain + And wilfully in sin remain, + Its terror in their ear resounds + And keeps their wickedness in bounds. + + 5. The Law is good; but since the Fall + Its holiness condemns us all; + It dooms us for our sin to die + And has no power to justify. + + 6. To Jesus we for refuge flee, + Who from the curse has set us free, + And humbly worship at His throne, + Saved by His grace through faith alone. + + M. Loy, 1863. + + +116 + + L. M. + + The Gospel shows the Father’s grace, + Who sent His Son to save our race, + Proclaims how Jesus lived and died + That man might thus be justified. + + 2. It sets the Lamb before our eyes + Who made th’ atoning sacrifice + And calls the souls with guilt opprest + To come and find eternal rest. + + 3. It brings the Savior’s righteousness + Our souls to robe in royal dress; + From all our guilt it brings release + And gives the troubled conscience peace. + + 4. It is the power of God to save + From sin and Satan and the grave; + It works the faith which firmly clings + To all the treasures which it brings. + + 5. It bears to all the tidings glad + And bids their hearts no more be sad; + The heavy-laden soul it cheers + And banishes their guilty fears. + + 6. May we in faith its tidings learn, + Nor thanklessly its blessings spurn; + May we in faith its truth confess + And praise the Lord, our Righteousness! + + M. Loy, 1863. + + +117 + + C. M. + + Father of mercies, in Thy Word + What endless glory shines! + Forever be Thy name adored + For these celestial lines. + + 2. Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice + Spreads heavenly peace around; + And life and everlasting joys + Attend the blissful sound. + + 3. Oh, may these heavenly pages be + My ever dear delight; + And still new beauties may I see + And still increasing light! + + 4. Divine Instructor, gracious Lord! + Be Thou forever near; + Teach me to love Thy sacred Word + And view my Savior there. + + Anne Steele, 1760. + + +118 + + L. M. + + When Israel through the desert passed, + A fiery pillar went before + To guide them through the dreary waste + And lessen the fatigues they bore. + + 2. Such is Thy glorious Word, O God! + ’Tis for our light and guidance giv’n; + It sheds its luster all abroad + And points the path to bliss and heav’n. + + 3. It fills the soul with sweet delight + And quickens its inactive powers; + It sets our wand’ring footsteps right, + Displays Thy love, and kindles ours. + + 4. Its promises rejoice our hearts, + Its doctrines are divinely true; + While highest wisdom it imparts, + It comforts and instructs us too. + + 5. Ye favored lands, that have this Word, + Ye saints, who feel its saving power, + Unite your tongues to praise the Lord + And His distinguished grace adore! + + B. Beddome, 1769. + + +119 + + C. M. + + Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace + Our path when wont to stray, + Stream from the fount of heav’nly grace, + Brook by the traveler’s way; + + 2. Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, + True manna from on high; + Our guide and chart, wherein we read + Of realms beyond the sky; + + 3. Pillar of fire, through watches dark, + Or radiant cloud by day; + When waves would break our tossing bark, + Our anchor and our stay:— + + 4. Word of the ever-living God, + Will of His glorious Son; + Without thee, how could earth be trod + Or heaven itself be won? + + 5. Lord, grant us all aright to learn + The wisdom it imparts + And to its heavenly teaching turn + With simple, childlike hearts. + + B. Barton, 1826, a. + + +120 + + L. M. + + We have a sure prophetic Word, + By inspiration of the Lord; + And though assailed on every hand, + Jehovah’s Word shall ever stand. + + 2. By powers of empire banned and burned, + By pagan pride rejected, spurned, + The Word still stands the Christian’s trust + While haughty empires lie in dust. + + 3. Lo! what the Word in times of old + Of future days and deeds foretold + Is all fulfilled, while ages roll, + As traced on the prophetic scroll. + + 4. Abiding, steadfast, firm, and sure, + The teachings of the Word endure: + Blest he who trusts this steadfast Word, + His anchor holds in Christ, the Lord! + + E. Cronenwett, 1880. + + +121 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Christians, come, in sweetest measures, + Sing of those who spread the treasures + In the holy Gospel shrined; + Blessed tidings of salvation, + Peace on earth their proclamation, + Love from God to lost mankind. + + 2. See the rivers four that gladden + With their streams the better Eden, + Planted by our Savior dear: + Christ the Fountain, these the waters. + Drink, O Zion’s sons and daughters, + Drink, and find salvation here. + + 3. Here our souls, by Jesus sated, + More and more shall be translated + Earth’s temptations far above; + Freed from sin’s abhorred dominion, + Soaring on angelic pinion, + They shall reach the source of love. + + 4. Then shall thanks and praise ascending, + For Thy mercies without ending, + Rise to Thee, O Savior blest. + With Thy gracious aid defend us, + Let Thy guiding light attend us, + Bring us to Thy place of rest. + + Adam of St. Victor, 1150; R. Campbell, tr., 1850, a. + + +122 + + L. M. + + In vain would boasting reason find + The path to happiness and God; + Her weak directions leave the mind + Bewildered in a doubtful road. + + 2. Jesus, Thy words alone impart + Eternal life; on these I live; + Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart + Than all the powers of nature give. + + 3. Here let my constant feet abide; + Thou art the true, the living Way. + Let Thy good Spirit be my guide + To the bright realms of endless day. + + 4. The various forms that men devise + To shake my faith with treacherous art + I scorn as vanity and lies + And bind Thy Gospel to my heart. + + Anne Steele, 1760, a. + + + + +THE LORD’S DAY. + + +123 + + 7s 6 l + + Father, who the light this day + Out of darkness didst create, + Shine upon us now, we pray, + While within Thy courts we wait. + Wean us from the works of night, + Make us children of the light. + + 2. Savior, who this day didst break + From the bondage of the tomb, + Bid our slumbering souls awake + And dispel their doubt and gloom; + Let us, from our bonds set free, + Rise from sin and live to Thee. + + 3. Blessed Spirit, Comforter, + Sent this day from Christ on high, + Lord, on us Thy gifts confer, + Cleanse, illumine, sanctify; + All Thine influence shed abroad; + Lead us to the truth of God. + + Julia A. Elliott, 1833, a. + + +124 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Welcome, delightful morn, + Thou day of sacred rest; + I hail thy kind return: + Lord, make these moments blest. + From the low train of mortal toys + I soar to reach immortal joys. + + 2. Now may the King descend + And fill His throne of grace; + Thy scepter, Lord, extend + While saints address Thy face; + Let sinners feel Thy quickening Word + And learn to know and fear the Lord. + + 3. Descend, O heavenly Dove, + With all Thy quickening powers, + Disclose a Savior’s love, + And bless these sacred hours. + Then shall my soul new life obtain, + Nor Lord’s Days e’er be spent in vain. + + Hayward, in Dobell’s New Sel., 1806. + + +125 + + 7s 6 l + + Safely through another week + God has brought us on our way; + Let us now a blessing seek, + Waiting in His courts to-day: + Day of all the week the best, + Emblem of eternal rest. + + 2. Mercies multiplied each hour + Through the week our praise demand; + Guarded by almighty power, + Fed and guided by His hand, + Though ungrateful we have been + And repaying love with sin. + + 3. While we pray for pardoning grace, + Through the dear Redeemer’s name, + Show Thy reconcilèd face, + Take away our sin and shame; + From our worldly cares set free, + May we rest this day in Thee. + + 4. As we come Thy name to praise, + May we feel Thy presence near; + May Thy glory meet our eyes + While we in Thy house appear. + Here afford us, Lord, a taste + Of our everlasting feast. + + 5. May Thy Gospel’s joyful sound + Conquer sinners, comfort saints; + Make the fruits of grace abound, + Bring relief for all complaints. + Thus may all our Sabbaths prove + Till we join the Church above. + + John Newton, 1774. + + +126 + + 7s + + On this day, the first of days, + God the Father’s name we praise, + Who, creation’s Fount and Spring, + Did the world from darkness bring. + + 2. On this day th’ eternal Son, + Over death His triumph won; + On this day the Spirit came + With His gifts of living flame. + + 3. Oh, that fervent love to-day + May in every heart have sway, + Teaching us to praise aright + God, the Source of life and light! + + 4. Father, who didst fashion me + Image of Thyself to be, + Fill me with Thy love divine, + Let my every thought be Thine. + + 5. Holy Jesus, may I be + Dead and buried here with Thee, + And, by love inflamed, arise + Unto Thee a sacrifice. + + _Die Parente Temporum_, 1748; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861. + + +127 + + L. M. + + This day at Thy creating word + First o’er the earth the light was poured. + O Lord, this day upon us shine + And fill our souls with light divine. + + 2. This day the Lord for sinners slain + In might victorious rose again. + O Jesus, may we raised be + From death of sin to life in Thee. + + 3. This day the Holy Spirit came + With fiery tongues of cloven flame.— + O Spirit, fill our hearts this day + With grace to hear and grace to pray. + + 4. O day of light and life and grace, + From earthly toils sweet resting-place, + Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love, + Give we again to God above! + + W. W. How, 1854. + + +128 + + C. M. + + With joy we hail the sacred day + Which we have called God’s own; + With joy the summons we obey + To worship at His throne. + + 2. Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! + As here Thy servants throng + To breathe the humble, fervent prayer + And pour the choral song. + + 3. Spirit of Grace, O deign to dwell + Within Thy Church below; + Make her in holiness excel, + With pure devotion glow. + + 4. Let peace within her walls be found; + Let all her sons unite + To spread with holy zeal around + Her clear and shining light. + + 5. Great God, we hail the sacred day + Which we have called Thine own; + With joy the summons we obey + To worship at Thy throne. + + H. Auber, 1833, a. + + +129 + + C. M. + + This is the day the Lord hath made; + He calls the hours His own; + Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, + And praise surround the throne. + + 2. To-day He rose and left the dead, + And Satan’s empire fell; + To-day the saints His triumph spread + And all His wonders tell. + + 3. Hosanna to th’ anointed King, + To David’s holy Son! + Help us, O Lord; descend and bring + Salvation from Thy throne. + + 4. Blest be the Lord, who comes to men + With messages of grace; + Who comes in God His Father’s name + To save our sinful race. + + 5. Hosanna in the highest strains + The Church on earth can raise! + The highest heavens, in which He reigns, + Shall give Him nobler praise. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + + + +ADVENT. + + +130 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 + + Comfort, comfort ye My people, + Speak ye peace, thus saith your God; + Comfort those who sit in darkness, + Mourning ’neath their sorrow’s load; + Speak ye to Jerusalem + Of the peace that waits for them; + Tell her that her sins I cover, + And her warfare now is over. + + 2. For the Herald’s voice is crying + In the desert far and near, + Bidding all men to repentance, + Since the kingdom now is here. + Oh, that warning cry obey! + Now prepare for God a way! + Let the valleys rise to meet Him + And the hills bow down to greet Him. + + 3. Make ye straight what long was crooked, + Make the rougher places plain; + Let your hearts be true and humble, + As befits His holy reign; + For the glory of the Lord + Now o’er earth is shed abroad, + And all flesh shall see the token + That His Word is never broken. + + J. Olearius, 1671; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862. + + +131 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring, + Came with peace from realms on high; + Jesus came for man’s redemption, + Lowly came on earth to die; + Alleluia! Alleluia! + Came in deep humility. + + 2. Jesus comes again in mercy, + When our hearts are bowed with care; + Jesus comes again in answer + To an earnest, heartfelt prayer; + Alleluia! Alleluia! + Comes to save us from despair. + + 3. Jesus comes to hearts rejoicing, + Bringing news of sins forgiv’n; + Jesus comes in sounds of gladness, + Leading souls redeemed to heav’n; + Alleluia! Alleluia! + Now the gate of death is riv’n. + + 4. Jesus comes in joy and sorrow, + Shares alike our hopes and fears; + Jesus comes, whate’er befalls us, + Glads our hearts and dries our tears; + Alleluia! Alleluia! + Cheering e’en our failing years. + + 5. Jesus comes on clouds triumphant + When the heavens shall pass away; + Jesus comes again in glory, + Let us, then, our homage pay, + Alleluia! ever singing + Till the dawn of endless day. + + G. Thring, 1864. + + +132 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, + Great David’s greater Son! + Hail, in the time appointed, + His reign on earth begun! + He comes to break oppression, + To set the captive free, + To take away transgression, + And rule in equity. + + 2. He comes with succor speedy + To those who suffer wrong, + To help the poor and needy, + And bid the weak be strong; + To give them songs for sighing, + Their darkness turn to light, + Whose souls, condemned and dying, + Were precious in His sight. + + 3. He shall come down like showers + Upon the fruitful earth; + And love, joy, hope, like flowers, + Spring in His path to birth. + Before Him on the mountains + Shall peace, the herald, go, + And righteousness, in fountains, + From hill to valley flow. + + 4. To Him shall prayer unceasing + And daily vows ascend, + His kingdom still increasing, + A kingdom without end. + The tide of time shall never + His covenant remove; + His name shall stand forever,— + That name to us is Love. + + James Montgomery, 1821. + + +133 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding: + “Christ is nigh!” it seems to say; + “Cast away the dreams of darkness, + O ye children of the day!” + + 2. Startled at the solemn warning, + Let the earth-bound soul arise; + Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, + Shines upon the morning skies. + + 3. Lo, the Lamb, so long expected, + Comes with pardon down from heav’n. + Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, + One and all, to be forgiv’n. + + 4. So, when next He comes with glory, + Wrapping all the earth in fear, + With His mercy He may shield us + And with words of love draw near. + + From the Latin (c. 5th cent.); E. Caswall, tr. 1849. + + +134 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + The Bridegroom soon will call us: + Come, all ye wedding-guests! + May not His voice appall us + While slumber binds our breasts! + May all our lamps be burning + And oil be found in store, + That we, with Him returning, + May open find the door! + + 2. There shall we see delighted + Our dear Redeemer’s face, + Who leads our souls benighted + To glory by His grace; + The patriarchs shall meet us, + The prophets’ holy band, + Apostles, martyrs, greet us + In that celestial land. + + 3. They will not blush to own us + As brothers, sisters dear, + Love ever will be shown us + When we with them appear. + We all shall come before Him + Who for us man became, + As Lord and God adore Him, + And ever bless His name. + + 4. Our Father, rich in blessing, + Will give us crowns of gold + And, to His bosom pressing, + Impart a bliss untold, + Will welcome with embraces + Of never-ending love, + And deck us with His graces + In blissful realms above. + + 5. In yonder home shall never + Be silent music’s voice; + With hearts and lips forever + We shall in God rejoice. + The angels shall adore Him, + All saints shall sing His praise, + And bring with joy before Him + Their sweetest heavenly lays. + + 6. In mansions fair and spacious + Will God the feast prepare + And, ever kind and gracious, + Bid us its riches share; + There bliss that knows no measure + From springs of love shall flow, + And never-changing pleasure + His bounty will bestow. + + 7. Thus God shall from all evil + Forever make us free, + From sin and from the devil, + From all adversity, + From sickness, pain, and sadness, + From troubles, cares, and fears, + And grant us heavenly gladness, + And wipe away our tears. + + Johann Walther, † c. 1566. + + +135 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Come, Thou precious Ransom, come! + Only Hope for sinful mortals! + Come, O Savior of the world! + Open are to Thee all portals; + Come, Thy beauty let us see: + Anxiously we wait for Thee. + + 2. O great King of Glory, come! + Let me be Thy living temple; + Enter Thou into my heart; + Though I am but poor and simple, + Yet my riches then shall be + That Thou reignest, Lord, in me. + + 3. My hosannas and my palms + Graciously receive, I pray Thee; + Evermore, as best I can, + Savior, I will homage pay Thee, + And in faith I will embrace, + Lord, Thy merit through Thy grace. + + 4. Hail! Hosanna! David’s Son, + Help, Lord, hear our supplication! + Let Thy kingdom, scepter, crown + Bring us blessing and salvation + That forever we may sing: + Hail! Hosanna! to our King. + + J. G. Olearius, 1644; A. Crull, tr. + + +136 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, + How welcome Thee aright? + All nations long to greet Thee, + My Hope, my heart’s Delight! + O kindle, dearest Jesus, + Thy lamp within my breast + That I may know what pleases + Thee, Lord, my heav’nly Guest. + + 2. Thy Zion strews before Thee + Green boughs and fairest palms, + And I, too, will adore Thee + With sweetest songs and psalms. + My heart shall bloom forever + For Thee with praises new + And from Thy name shall never + Withhold the honor due. + + 3. What hast Thou left ungranted + To give me glad relief? + When soul and body panted + In utmost depth of grief, + In deepest degradation, + Devoid of joy and peace, + Then Thou, my soul’s Salvation, + Didst come to bring release. + + 4. I lay in fetters groaning, + Thou com’st to set me free; + I stood, my shame bemoaning, + Thou com’st to honor me; + A glory Thou dost give me, + A treasure safe on high, + That will not fail or leave me + As earthly riches fly. + + 5. Naught, naught, dear Lord, could move Thee + To leave Thy rightful place + Save love, for which I love Thee; + A love that could embrace + A world where sorrow dwelleth, + Which sin and suffering fill, + More than the tongue e’er telleth;— + Yet Thou couldst love it still! + + 6. Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted, + Who sit in deepest gloom, + Who mourn o’er joys departed + And tremble at your doom. + Despair not, He is near you, + Yea, standing at the door, + Who best can help and cheer you + And bid you weep no more. + + 7. No care nor effort either + Is needed day or night + How ye may draw Him hither + In your own strength and might. + He comes, He comes with gladness, + Moved by His love alone, + To calm your fear and sadness, + To Him they well are known. + + 8. Sin’s debt, that fearful burden, + Let not your souls distress; + Your guilt the Lord will pardon + And cover with His grace. + He comes, He comes, procuring + The peace of sin forgiv’n, + To all God’s sons securing + Their part and lot in heav’n. + + 9. Why should the wicked move you? + Heed not their craft and spite! + Your Savior, who doth love you, + Will scatter all their might. + He comes, a King most glorious, + And all His earthly foes + In vain His course victorious + Endeavor to oppose. + + 10. He comes to judge the nations, + A terror to His foes, + A Light of consolations + And blessed Hope to those + Who love the Lord’s appearing. + O glorious Sun, now come, + Send forth Thy beams so cheering + And guide us safely home! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653. + + +137 + + S. M. + + The Advent of our God + Our prayers must now employ, + And we must meet Him on His road + With hymns of holy joy. + + 2. The everlasting Son + Incarnate deigns to be; + Himself a servant’s form puts on + To set His people free. + + 3. Daughter of Zion, rise + And greet thy lowly King, + And do not wickedly despise + The mercies He will bring. + + 4. As Judge, in clouds of light, + He will come down again + And all His scattered saints unite + With Him in heaven to reign. + + 5. Before that dreadful day + May all our sins be gone; + May the old man be put away + And the new man put on! + + 6. Praise to the Savior Son + From the created host; + Like praise be to the Father done + And to the Holy Ghost. + + John Chandler, 1837, a. + + +138 + + 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 6, 6 + + Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates! + Behold, the King of Glory waits; + The King of kings is drawing near, + The Savior of the world is here; + Life and salvation He doth bring, + Wherefore rejoice and gladly sing: + We praise Thee, Father, now, + Creator, wise art Thou! + + 2. The Lord is just, a Helper tried, + Mercy is ever at His side, + His kingly crown is holiness, + His scepter, pity in distress; + The end of all our woe He brings, + Wherefore the earth is glad and sings: + We praise Thee, Savior, now, + Mighty in deed art Thou! + + 3. O blest the land, the city blest, + Where Christ, the Ruler, is confessed! + O happy hearts and happy homes + To whom this King in triumph comes! + The cloudless Sun of Joy He is, + Who bringeth pure delight and bliss. + We praise Thee, Spirit, now, + Our Comforter art Thou! + + 4. Fling wide the portals of your heart, + Make it a temple set apart + From earthly use for heaven’s employ, + Adorned with prayer and love and joy; + So shall your Sovereign enter in + And new and nobler life begin. + To Thee, O God, be praise + For word and deed and grace! + + 5. Redeemer, come! I open wide + My heart to Thee; here, Lord, abide! + Let me Thy inner presence feel, + Thy grace and love in me reveal; + Thy Holy Spirit guide us on + Until our glorious goal be won! + Eternal praise and fame + We offer to Thy name. + + G. Weissel, 1633; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +139 + + C. M. + + Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes, + The Savior promised long; + Let every heart prepare a throne + And every voice a song. + + 2. He comes the prisoners to release, + In Satan’s bondage held; + The gates of brass before Him burst, + The iron fetters yield. + + 3. He comes from thickest films of vice + To clear the mental ray + And on the eyeballs of the blind + To pour the heav’nly day. + + 4. He comes the broken heart to bind, + The bleeding soul to cure + And with the treasures of His grace + T’ enrich the humble poor. + + 5. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, + Thy welcome shall proclaim. + And heaven’s eternal arches ring + With Thy beloved name. + + Philip Doddridge, 1735. + + +140 + + L. M. (with Hall.) + + Again is come the new church-year; + Rejoice, all Christians, far and near! + Thy King, O Zion, comes to Thee, + Therefore rejoice eternally! + Hallelujah! + + 2. Amongst us now anew are heard + The lessons of God’s gracious Word, + Which shows the way to life in heaven. + For this all praise to God be given! + Hallelujah! + + 3. May what is taught in Thy true Word + Increase our faith in Thee, O Lord, + And so abide in us that we + May render endless praise to Thee! + Hallelujah! + + J. Olearius, 1671. + + +141 + + 7s + + Savior of the heathen, come, + Virgin’s Son, here make Thy home! + Wonder at it, heaven and earth, + That the Lord chose such a birth. + + 2. Not by human flesh and blood, + By the Spirit of our God + Was the Word of God made flesh— + Woman’s blossom, sweet and fresh. + + 3. Though the virgin was with child, + Chastity proved undefiled; + Many a virtue rare forth shone, + God was there upon His throne. + + 4. From the Father forth He came + And returned unto the same; + Down to hell He went alone + And again to God’s high throne. + + 5. Thou, the Father’s equal, win + Victory in the flesh o’er sin, + By Thy strength divine, O Lord, + Help to our frail flesh afford. + + 6. Lord, Thy manger is so bright, + Night sends forth a novel light; + Darkness must not enter there, + Faith abides in light fore’er. + + 7. Praise to God the Father sing, + Praise to God the Son, our King, + Praise to God the Spirit be + Ever and eternally. + + From the Latin of Ambrose; Martin Luther, 1524, abr. + + +142 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6 + + Arise, sons of the kingdom! + The King is drawing nigh; + Arise and hail with gladness + The Ruler from on high. + Ye Christians, hasten forth! + Your praise and homage bring Him + And glad hosannas sing Him; + Naught else your love is worth. + + 2. Arise, ye drooping mourners! + The King is very near; + Away with grief and sorrow! + For, lo! your Help is here. + Behold, in many a place— + O blessed consolation!— + We find Him, our Salvation, + In His pure means of grace. + + 3. Now hear, ye bold transgressors, + The King full well gives heed + To all that ye are doing, + And to the life ye lead, + Enthralled by sin and hell; + There’s naught in all creation + Escapes His observation, + He marketh all things well. + + 4. Be righteous, ye His subjects, + The King is just and true; + Prepare for Him a highway, + Make all things straight and new. + He means all for our good; + Then let us bear the crosses + Which He Himself imposes + In an undaunted mood. + + 5. He nevermore forsaketh + A child that feels the rod, + Who Him his Refuge maketh + And puts his trust in God. + He is our sovereign King; + E’en death itself shall never + Those from their Master sever + Who to His mercy cling. + + 6. Arise, ye faint and fearful! + The King now comes with might; + His heart hath long since loved us, + He makes our darkness light. + Now are our sorrows o’er; + No wrath shall e’er befall us, + Since God in grace doth call us + His children evermore. + + 7. The King in grace remembers + His loved ones here below + With gifts of royal treasures, + Yea, doth Himself bestow + Through His blest Word and grace. + O King, arrayed in splendor, + To Thee all praise we’ll render + Here and there face to face. + + 8. O rich the gifts Thou bring’st us, + Thyself made poor and weak; + O Love beyond expression + That thus can sinners seek! + For this, O Lord, will we + Our joyous tribute bring Thee + And glad hosannas sing Thee + And ever grateful be. + + J. Rist, 1651, abr. + + +143 + + 6s 6 l + + Once He came in blessing, + All our ills redressing, + Came in likeness lowly, + Son of God most holy; + Bore the cross to save us, + Hope and freedom gave us. + + 2. Still He comes within us, + Still His voice would win us + From the sins that hurt us; + Would to Truth convert us + From our foolish errors, + Ere He comes in terrors. + + 3. Thus, if thou hast known Him, + Not ashamed to own Him, + Nor dost love Him coldly, + But wilt trust Him boldly, + He will now receive thee, + Heal thee, and forgive thee. + + 4. He who well endureth + Bright reward secureth. + Come then, O Lord Jesus, + From our sins release us; + Let us here confess Thee + Till in heaven we bless Thee. + + J. Horn (Roh), 1544; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862, a. + + +144 + + L. M. + + Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes + For Thine expected coming waits: + When will the promised light arise, + And glory beam from Zion’s gates? + + 2. E’en now, when tempests round us fall + And wintry clouds o’ercast the sky, + Thy words with pleasure we recall + And deem that our redemption’s nigh. + + 3. Come, gracious Lord, our hearts renew, + Our foes repel, our wrongs redress, + Man’s rooted enmity subdue, + And crown Thy Gospel with success. + + 4. O come and reign o’er every land; + Let Satan from his throne be hurled, + All nations bow to Thy command, + And grace revive a dying world. + + 5. Teach us in watchfulness and prayer + To wait for the appointed hour + And fit us by Thy grace to share + The triumphs of Thy conquering power. + + W. H. Bathhurst, 1831. + + + + +CHRISTMAS. + + +145 + + 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6 + + All my heart this night rejoices, + As I hear Far and near + Sweetest angel voices; + “Christ is born,” their choirs are singing, + Till the air Everywhere + Now with joy is ringing. + + 2. Forth to-day the Conqueror goeth, + the foe, Sin and woe, + Death and hell, o’erthroweth. + God is man, man to deliver; + His dear Son Now is one + With our blood forever. + + 3. Shall we still dread God’s displeasure, + Who, to save, Freely gave + Us His dearest Treasure? + To redeem us, He hath given + His own Son From the throne + Of His might in heaven. + + 4. Should He, who Himself imparted, + Aught withhold From the fold, + Leave us broken-hearted? + Should the Son of God not love us, + Who, to cheer Sufferers here, + Left His throne above us? + + 5. If our blessed Lord and Maker + Hated men, Would He then + Be of flesh partaker? + If He in our woe delighted, + Would He bear All the care + Of our race benighted? + + 6. He becomes the Lamb that taketh + Sin away And for aye + Full atonement maketh. + For our Life His own He tenders + And our race, By His grace, + Meet for glory renders. + + 7. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, + Soft and sweet, Doth entreat: + “Flee from woe and danger; + Brethren, from all ills that grieve you + You are freed, All you need + I will surely give you.” + + 8. Come, then, banish all your sadness, + One and all, Great and small, + Come with songs of gladness. + Love Him who with love is glowing; + Hail the Star, Near and far, + Light and joy bestowing. + + 9. Ye whose anguish knew no measure, + Weep no more, See the door + To celestial pleasure. + Cling to Him, for He will guide you + Where no cross, Pain, or loss + Can again betide you. + + 10. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted, + Who for sin, Deep within, + Long and sore have smarted; + For the poisoned wounds you’re feeling + Help is near, One is here + Mighty for their healing. + + 11. Hither come, ye poor and wretched, + Know His will Is to fill + Every hand outstretchèd; + Here are riches without measure, + Here forget All regret, + Fill your hearts with treasure. + + 12. Let me in my arms receive Thee, + On Thy breast Let me rest, + Savior, ne’er to leave Thee! + Since Thou hast Thyself presented + Now to me, I shall be + Evermore contented. + + 13. Guilt no longer can distress me; + Son of God, Thou my load + Bearest to release me. + Stain in me Thou findest never; + I am clean, All my sin + Is removed forever. + + 14. I am pure, in Thee believing, + From Thy store Evermore + Righteous robes receiving. + In my heart I will enfold Thee, + Treasure rare, Let me there, + Loving, ever hold Thee! + + 15. Thee, O Lord, with heed I’ll cherish + While I’ve breath; E’en in death + Shall my faith not perish. + I shall dwell with Thee forever + Far on high, In the joy + That can alter never. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1656. + + +146 + + 7s + + Let the earth now praise the Lord, + Who hath truly kept His word + And the sinners’ Help and Friend + Now at last to us doth send. + + 2. What the fathers most desired, + What the prophets’ heart inspired, + What they longed for many a year, + Stands fulfilled in glory here. + + 3. Abram’s promised great Reward, + Zion’s Helper, Jacob’s Lord, + Him of twofold race behold, + Truly came, as long foretold. + + 4. Welcome, O my Savior, now! + Hail! my Portion, Lord, art Thou! + Here, too, in my heart, I pray, + O prepare Thyself a way. + + 5. King of Glory, enter in! + Cleanse it from the filth of sin, + As Thou hast so often done; + It belongs to Thee alone. + + 6. As Thy coming was in peace, + Noiseless, full of gentleness, + Let the same mind dwell in me + That was ever found in Thee. + + 7. Comfort my desponding heart; + Thou my Strength and Refuge art. + I am weak, and cunningly + Satan lays his snares for me. + + 8. Bruise for me the Serpent’s head, + That, set free from doubt and dread, + I may cleave to Thee in faith, + Safely kept through life and death; + + 9. And when Thou dost come again + As a glorious King to reign, + I with joy may see Thy face, + Truly ransomed by Thy grace. + + H. Held, 1643; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +147 + + 8, 7, 8, 8, 4 + + All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name, + Who of virgin pure became + True man for us! The angels sing, + As the glad news to earth they bring, + Hallelujah! + + 2. Th’ eternal Father’s only Son + For a manger leaves His throne; + Disguised in our poor flesh and blood + Is now the everlasting Good. + Hallelujah! + + 3. He whom the world could not inclose + Doth in Mary’s lap repose, + He is become an infant small, + Who by His might upholdeth all. + Hallelujah! + + 4. Th’ eternal Light, come down from heaven, + Hath to us new sunshine given; + It shineth in the midst of night + And maketh us the sons of light. + Hallelujah! + + 5. The Father’s Son, God ever blest, + In the world became a guest; + He leads us from this vale of tears + And makes us in His kingdom heirs. + Hallelujah! + + 6. He came to earth despised and poor, + Man to pity and restore + And make us rich in heaven above, + The angels’ equal, through His love. + Hallelujah! + + 7. All this He did that He might prove + To us sinners His great love; + For this let Christendom adore + And praise His name forevermore. + Hallelujah! + + Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a. First stanza since 1370. + + +148 + + L. M. + + Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, + The blessed Virgin Mary’s Son, + Far as the glorious sun doth shine, + E’en to the world’s remote confine. + + 2. He who Himself all things did make + A servant’s form vouchsafed to take, + That He as man mankind might win + And save His creatures from their sin. + + 3. The grace of God, the mighty Lord, + Upon the mother was outpoured; + A virgin pure and undefiled + In wondrous wise conceived a child. + + 4. The noble mother bare a Son, + For so did Gabriel’s promise run, + Whom John confessed and leaped with joy, + Ere yet the mother knew her boy. + + 5. Upon a manger, filled with hay, + In poverty content He lay; + With milk was fed the Lord of all, + Who feeds the ravens when they call. + + 6. The heavenly choirs rejoice and raise + Their voice to God in songs of praise; + To humble shepherds is proclaimed + The Shepherd who the world hath framed. + + 7. All honor unto Christ be paid, + Pure offspring of the favored maid, + With Father and with Holy Ghost, + Till time in endless time be lost! + + From the Latin of Sedulius; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +149 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + A great and mighty wonder + Our Christmas Festal brings: + On earth, a lowly Infant, + Behold the King of kings! + + 2. The Word is made incarnate, + Descending from on high; + And cherubim sing anthems + To shepherds, from the sky. + + 3. And we with them triumphant + Repeat the hymn again: + “To God on high be glory + And peace on earth to men!” + + 4. While thus they sing your Monarch, + Those bright angelic bands, + Rejoice, ye vales and mountains! + Ye oceans, clap your hands! + + 5. Since all He comes to ransom, + By all be He adored, + The Infant born in Bethlehem, + The Savior and the Lord! + + 6. All idol forms shall perish, + And error shall decay, + And Christ shall wield His scepter, + Our Lord and God, for aye. + + From the Greek of Anatolius, c. 540; J. M. Neale, tr. 1862, a. + + +150 + + L. M. + + From heaven above to earth I come + To bear good news to every home; + Glad tidings of great joy I bring, + Whereof I now will say and sing. + + 2. To you this night is born a child + Of Mary, chosen virgin mild; + This little child, of lowly birth, + Shall be the joy of all the earth. + + 3. This is the Christ, our God and Lord, + Who in all need shall aid afford; + He will Himself your Savior be, + From all your sins to make you free. + + 4. He brings those blessings long ago + Prepared by God for all below, + That in His heavenly kingdom blest + You may with us forever rest. + + 5. These are the tokens ye shall mark: + The swaddling-clothes and manger dark; + There shall ye find the young Child laid + By whom the heavens and earth were made. + + 6. Now let us all with gladsome cheer + Go with the shepherds and draw near + To see the wondrous gift of God, + Who hath His own dear Son bestowed. + + 7. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! + What is it in yon manger lies? + Who is this child, so young and fair? + Dear little Jesus lieth there. + + 8. Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest, + Through whom the sinful world is blest! + Thou com’st to share my misery, + What thanks shall I return to Thee? + + 9. Ah! Lord, who hast created all, + How hast Thou made Thee weak and small + That Thou must choose Thy infant bed + Where humble cattle lately fed. + + 10. And were the world ten times as wide, + With gold and jewels beautified, + It would be far too small to be + A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. + + 11. For velvets soft and silken stuff + Thou hast but hay and straw so rough, + Whereon Thou, King, so rich and great, + As ’twere Thy heaven, art throned in state. + + 12. And thus, dear Lord, it pleasèd Thee + To make this truth quite plain to me, + That this world’s honor, wealth, and might + Are naught and worthless in Thy sight. + + 13. Ah! dearest Jesus, holy Child, + Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, + Within my heart, that it may be + A chamber consecrate to Thee. + + 14. My heart for very joy doth leap, + My lips no more can silence keep; + I, too, must sing with joyful tongue + That sweetest ancient cradle-song: + + 15. Glory to God in highest heav’n, + Who unto man His Son hath giv’n! + While angels sing with pious mirth + A glad New Year to all the earth. + + Martin Luther, 1535. + + +151 + + L. M. + + Rejoice, ye sons of men alway! + God comes to you from heaven to-day; + The Lord is born a little child + Of Mary, chosen virgin mild. + + 2. He is the Branch of Jesse’s tree, + The Lion out of Judah He, + The Gentiles’ Light, the promised Seed + Who was to bruise the Serpent’s head. + + 3. He brings us peace and happiness + And heals all sorrow and distress + Which on account of Adam’s fall + Forever weighed upon us all. + + 4. Through His low birth and holy blood + We all are saved by Christ, true God; + The angels’ glory we shall share + And in His kingdom live fore’er. + + C. Freund, † 1591; A. Crull, tr. + + +152 + + 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8 + + O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, + For our joy has now begun; + Wondrous things our God hath done; + Tell abroad His goodness proudly, + Who our race hath honored thus + That He deigns to dwell with us. + Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! + Christ hath done away with sadness! + Hence, all sorrow and repining, + For the Sun of Grace is shining! + + 2. See, my soul, thy Savior chooses + Weakness here and poverty, + In such love He comes to thee, + Nor the hardest couch refuses; + All He suffers for thy good, + To redeem thee by His blood. + Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! + Christ hath done away with sadness! + Hence, all sorrow and repining, + For the Sun of Grace is shining! + + 3. Lord, how shall I thank Thee rightly? + I acknowledge that by Thee + I am saved eternally; + Let me not forget it lightly, + But to Thee through all things cleave, + And my heart true peace receive. + Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! + Christ hath done away with sadness! + Hence, all sorrow and repining, + For the Sun of Grace is shining! + + 4. Jesus, guard and guide Thy members, + Fill Thy brethren with Thy grace, + Hear their prayers in every place, + Quicken now life’s faintest embers; + Grant all Christians, far and near, + Holy peace, a glad New Year! + Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! + Christ hath done away with sadness! + Hence, all sorrow and repining, + For the Sun of Grace is shining! + + C. Keymann, † 1662; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +153 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + Let us all with gladsome voice + Praise the God of heaven, + Who, to bid our hearts rejoice, + His own Son hath given. + + 2. To this vale of tears He comes, + Here to serve in sadness, + That with Him in heaven’s fair homes + We may reign in gladness. + + 3. We are rich, for He was poor; + Is not this a wonder? + Therefore praise God evermore + Here on earth and yonder! + + 4. O Lord Christ, our Savior dear, + Be Thou ever near us. + Grant us now a glad New Year; + Amen, Jesus, hear us! + + U. Langhanns, c. 1560; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +154 + + 7s 8 l + + Hark! the herald-angels sing, + “Glory to the new-born King; + Peace on earth and mercy mild, + God and sinners reconciled!” + Joyful, all ye nations, rise, + Join the triumph of the skies; + With th’ angelic hosts proclaim, + “Christ is born in Bethlehem!” + Hark! the herald-angels sing, + “Glory to the new-born King!” + + 2. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see; + Hail, th’ incarnate Deity, + Pleased as man with men to dwell; + Jesus, our Emmanuel! + Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace! + Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! + Light and life to all He brings, + Ris’n with healing in His wings. + Hark! the herald-angels sing, + “Glory to the new-born King!” + + 3. Mild He lays His glory by, + Born that man no more may die, + Born to raise the sons of earth, + Born to give them second birth. + Come, Desire of nations, come, + Fix in us Thy humble home; + Oh, to all Thyself impart, + Formed in each believing heart! + Hark! the herald-angels sing, + “Glory to the new-born King!” + + Charles Wesley, 1739, a. + + +155 + + C. M. + + To us a Child of hope is born, + To us a Son is given, + And on His shoulder ever rests + All power in earth and heaven. + + 2. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, + The everlasting Lord, + The Wonderful, the Counselor, + The God by all adored. + + 3. His righteous government and power + Shall over all extend; + On judgment and on justice based, + His reign shall have no end. + + 4. Lord Jesus, reign in us, we pray, + And make us Thine alone, + Who with the Father ever art + And Holy Spirit, one. + + J. Morison, 1781, abr. + + +156 + + 4, 4, 11, 4, 4, 11 + + We Christians may Rejoice to-day, + When Christ was born to comfort and to save us; + Who thus believes No longer grieves, + For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us. + + 2. O wondrous joy, That God most high + Should take our flesh and thus our race should honor; + A virgin mild Hath born this Child; + Such grace and glory God hath put upon her. + + 3. Sin brought us grief; But Christ, relief, + When down to earth He came for our salvation; + Since God with us Is dwelling thus, + Who dares to speak the Christian’s condemnation? + + 4. Then hither throng With happy song + To Him whose birth and death are our assurance; + Through whom are we At last set free + From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance. + + 5. Yes, let us praise Our God and raise + Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us; + The bliss bestowed To-day by God + To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us. + + Caspar Fueger, † 1617; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +157 + + C. M. + + Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, + Before His highest throne, + To-day He opens heaven again + And gives us His own Son. + + 2. He leaves His heavenly Father’s throne, + Is born an infant small, + And in a manger, poor and lone, + Lies in a humble stall. + + 3. He lays aside His power divine, + A servant’s form doth take; + In want and lowness He doth pine + Who heaven and earth did make. + + 4. He nestles at His mother’s breast, + Her milk His food must be; + Whom saints and angels call the Blest, + Of David’s house is He. + + 5. ’Tis He who in these latter days + From Judah’s tribe should come, + By whom the Lord again would raise + His Church, His Christendom. + + 6. A wondrous change which He doth make! + He takes our flesh and blood + And lays aside for sinners’ sake + His majesty of God. + + 7. He serves that I a lord may be; + A great exchange, indeed! + Could Jesus’ love do more for me + To help me in my need? + + 8. He opens us again the door + Of Paradise to-day; + The cherub guards the gate no more. + To God our thanks we pay. + + Nikolaus Herman, 1560; A. Crull, tr., a. + + +158 + + C. M. + + Joy to the world, the Lord is come! + Let earth receive her King; + Let every heart prepare Him room + And heaven and nature sing. + + 2. Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns! + Let men their songs employ, + While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains + Repeat the sounding joy. + + 3. No more let sins and sorrows grow + Nor thorns infest the ground; + He comes to make His blessings flow + Far as the curse is found. + + 4. He rules the world with truth and grace + And makes the nations prove + The glories of His righteousness + And wonders of His love. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +159 + + 11s + + Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing; + Come, see in the manger our Savior and King! + To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; + O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! + + 2. True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies; + To be born of a virgin He does not despise. + To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; + O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! + + 3. Hark, hark to the angels all singing in heaven, + “To God in the highest all glory be given!” + To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; + O come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! + + 4. To Thee, then, O Jesus, this day of Thy birth, + Be glory and honor through heaven and earth, + True Godhead incarnate, omnipotent Word! + O come, let us hasten to worship the Lord! + + Latin, 17th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1848. + + +160 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Hark! what mean those holy voices + Sweetly sounding through the skies? + Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices, + Heavenly hallelujahs rise. + + 2. Listen to the wondrous story + Which they chant in hymns of joy, + Glory in the highest, glory! + Glory be to God most high! + + 3. Peace on earth, good will from heaven, + Reaching far as man is found; + Souls redeemed and sins forgiven! + Loud our golden harps shall sound. + + 4. Christ is born, the great Anointed; + Heaven and earth, His praises sing! + O receive whom God appointed + For your Prophet, Priest, and King. + + 5. Hasten, mortals, to adore Him, + Learn His name and taste His joy, + Till in heaven ye sing before Him, + Glory be to God most high! + + 6. Let us learn the wondrous story + Of our great Redeemer’s birth; + Spread the brightness of His glory + Till it cover all the earth. + + J. Cawood, 1819. + + +161 + + L. M. (with Hall.) + + Immanuel, we sing Thy praise, + Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace, + Thou Flower of heaven and Star of morn, + Thou Lord of lords, Thou Virgin-born. + Hallelujah! + + 2. With all Thy saints to Thee we sing, + Praise, honor, thanks to Thee we bring, + That Thou, O long-expected Guest, + Hast come at last to make us blest! + Hallelujah! + + 3. For Thee, since first the world was made, + So many hearts have watched and prayed; + The patriarchs’ and prophets’ throng + For Thee have hoped and waited long. + Hallelujah! + + 4. Above all others longed for Thee + Thy people’s king and shepherd, he + With whom Thou, Lord, so well wert pleased + When with his harp Thy name he praised. + Hallelujah! + + 5. Oh, that the Savior soon would come + To break our bonds and lead us home! + Oh, that He might salvation bring! + Then Jacob would rejoice and sing. + Hallelujah! + + 6. Now Thou art here, Thou Ever-blest! + In lowly manger Thou dost rest; + Great things Thou makest, yet art small; + Naked Thyself, who clothest all. + Hallelujah! + + 7. All heavens are Thine, yet Thou dost come + To sojourn in a stranger’s home; + A mother’s milk dost not despise, + Who art the Joy of angels’ eyes. + Hallelujah! + + 8. Thou hast set bounds to earth and sea, + Yet swaddling-bands encircle Thee; + Thou’rt God—a bed of straw Thou hast; + Thou’rt man—yet art the First and Last. + Hallelujah! + + 9. From Thee above all gladness flows, + Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes; + The Gentiles’ Light and Hope Thou art, + Yet findest none to soothe Thy heart. + Hallelujah! + + 10. The sweetest Friend of man Thou art, + Yet many hate Thee in their heart; + By Herod’s heart Thou art abhorred, + Yet Thou art our Salvation, Lord. + Hallelujah! + + 11. But I, Thy humblest servant, may + Confess my love and freely say, + I love Thee truly, but I would + That I might love Thee as I should. + Hallelujah! + + 12. I have the will, the power is weak, + Yet, Lord, my humble offering take + And graciously the love receive + Which my poor heart to Thee can give. + Hallelujah! + + 13. Thou to be weak dost not disdain, + Dost choose the things the world deems vain, + Art poor and needy and content + To suffer poverty and want. + Hallelujah! + + 14. Thou sleepest on the lap of earth; + The manger where Thou at Thy birth + Wast laid to rest, the hay, the stall, + Were mean and miserable all. + Hallelujah! + + 15. And therefore doth my courage rise, + Me also Thou wilt not despise; + O dearest Lord, Thy tender grace + Fills me with hope and happiness. + Hallelujah! + + 16. Although I’ve passed in sin my days + And wandered far from wisdom’s ways, + Yet Thou for this to earth hast come, + To bring the wandering sinner home. + Hallelujah! + + 17. Had I no load of sin to bear, + Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share; + In vain had’st Thou been born for me + If from God’s wrath I had been free. + Hallelujah! + + 18. Now fearlessly I come to Thee, + From every grief Thou mak’st me free; + Thou bear’st the wrath, dost death destroy, + And turnest sorrow into joy. + Hallelujah! + + 19. Thou art my Head, my Lord divine; + I am Thy member, wholly Thine, + And by Thy Spirit’s gracious power + Will seek to serve Thee evermore. + Hallelujah! + + 20. I’ll sing loud hallelujahs here + With joyful spirit year by year; + And in Thy courts of joy above + Forever I will sing Thy love. + Hallelujah! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +162 + + L. M. + + To shepherds, as they watched by night, + Appeared a troop of angels bright; + Behold the tender Babe, they said, + In yonder lowly manger laid, + + 2. At Bethlehem, in David’s town, + As Micah did of old make known; + ’Tis Jesus Christ, your Lord and King, + Who doth to all salvation bring. + + 3. Rejoice ye, then, that through His Son + God is with sinners now at one; + Made like yourselves of flesh and blood, + Your Brother is th’ eternal God. + + 4. What harm can sin and death, then, do? + The true God now abides with you. + Let hell and Satan rage and chafe, + God is your Brother—ye are safe. + + 5. Not one He will, nor can, forsake + Who Him his confidence doth make; + E’en if their worst your en’mies try, + Ye may their powerless rage defy. + + 6. Ye must prevail at last, for ye + Have now become God’s family; + To God forever give ye praise, + Patient and cheerful all your days. + + Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a. + + + + +END OF YEAR. + + +163 + + 7s 8 l + + While with ceaseless course the sun + Hasted through the former year, + Many souls their race have run, + Nevermore to meet us here; + Fixed in an eternal state, + They have done with all below; + We a little longer wait, + But how little, none can know. + + 2. As the wingèd arrow flies + Speedily, the mark to find; + As the lightning from the skies + Darts and leaves no trace behind; + Swiftly thus our fleeting days + Bear us down life’s rapid stream. + Upward, Lord, our spirits raise; + All below is but a dream. + + 3. Thanks for mercies past receive, + Pardon of our sins renew, + Teach us henceforth how to live + With eternity in view. + Bless Thy Word to young and old, + Fill us with a Savior’s love; + And when life’s short tale is told, + May we dwell with Thee above. + + John Newton, 1774. + + +164 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic) + + Across the sky the shades of night + This winter’s eve are fleeting; + We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, + In solemn worship meeting; + And as the year’s last hours go by, + We raise to Thee our earnest cry, + Once more Thy love entreating. + + 2. Before the cross subdued we bow, + To Thee our prayers addressing, + Recounting all Thy mercies now, + And all our sins confessing; + Beseeching Thee this coming year + To keep us in Thy faith and fear + And crown us with Thy blessing. + + 3. And while we pray, we lift our eyes + To dear ones gone before us, + Safe home with Thee in Paradise, + Whose peace descendeth o’er us; + And beg of Thee, when life is past + To reunite us all at last + With those who’ve gone before us. + + 4. We gather up, in this brief hour, + The memory of Thy mercies: + Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power + Our grateful song rehearses: + For Thou hast been our Strength and Stay + In many a dark and dreary day + Of sorrows and reverses. + + 5. In many an hour, when fear and dread, + Like evil spells, have bound us + And clouds were gathering overhead, + Thy providence hath found us. + In many a night, when seas ran high, + Thy gracious presence, drawing nigh, + Hath made all calm around us. + + 6. Then, O great God, in years to come, + Whatever may betide us, + Right onward through our journey home + Be Thou at hand to guide us; + Nor leave us till, at close of life, + Safe from all perils, toil, and strife. + Heaven shall enfold and hide us. + + James Hamilton, 1882. + + +165 + + 7s + + Thou who roll’st the year around, + Crowned with mercies large and free, + Rich Thy gifts to us abound, + Warm our praise shall rise to Thee. + + 2. Kindly to our worship bow, + While our grateful thanks we tell, + That, sustained by Thee, we now + Bid the parting year farewell! + + 3. All its numbered days are sped, + All its busy scenes are o’er, + All its joys forever fled, + All its sorrows felt no more. + + 4. Mingled with th’ eternal past, + Its remembrance shall decay, + Yet to be revived at last + At the solemn Judgment Day. + + 5. All our follies, Lord, forgive! + Cleanse us from each guilty stain; + Let Thy grace within us live + That we spend not years in vain. + + 6. Then, when life’s last eve shall come, + Happy spirits, may we fly + To our everlasting home, + To our Father’s house on high! + + Ray Palmer, 1858. + + + + +NEW YEAR. + + +166 + + 7, 5, 8 l + + Father, let me dedicate + All this year to Thee, + In whatever earthly state + Thou wilt have me be. + Not from sorrow, pain, or care, + Freedom dare I claim; + This alone shall be my prayer: + Glorify Thy name. + + 2. Can a child presume to choose + Where or how to live? + Can a Father’s love refuse + All the best to give? + More Thou givest every day + Than the best can claim, + Nor withholdest aught that may + Glorify Thy name. + + 3. If in mercy Thou wilt spare + Joys that yet are mine; + If on life, serene and fair, + Brighter rays may shine, + Let my glad heart, while it sings, + Thee in all proclaim, + And, whate’er the future brings, + Glorify Thy name. + + 4. If Thou callest to the cross + And its shadow come, + Turning all my gain to loss, + Shrouding heart and home, + Let me think how Thy dear Son + To His glory came + And in deepest woe pray on: + “Glorify Thy name.” + + L. Tuttiett, 1825. + + +167 + + L. M. + + Great God, we sing that mighty Hand + By which supported still we stand; + The opening year Thy mercy shows; + Let mercy crown it till it close. + + 2. By day, by night, at home, abroad, + Still we are guarded by our God, + By His incessant bounty fed, + By His unerring counsel led. + + 3. With grateful hearts the past we own; + The future, all to us unknown, + We to Thy guardian care commit + And, peaceful, leave before Thy feet. + + 4. In scenes exalted or depressed + Be Thou our Joy and Thou our Rest; + Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, + Adored through all our changing days. + + 5. When death shall interrupt our songs + And seal in silence mortal tongues, + Our Helper, God, in whom we trust, + In better worlds our soul shall boast. + + Philip Doddridge, 1755. + + +168 + + 7s + + For Thy mercy and Thy grace, + Constant through another year, + Hear our song of thankfulness; + Jesus, our Redeemer, hear! + + 2. Lo! our sins on Thee we cast, + Thee, our perfect Sacrifice, + And, forgetting all the past, + Press unto our glorious prize. + + 3. Dark the future; let Thy light + Guide us, bright and Morning Star: + Fierce our foes and hard the fight; + Arm us, Savior, for the war. + + 4. In our weakness and distress, + Rock of strength, be Thou our Stay; + In the pathless wilderness + Be our true and living Way. + + 5. Who of us death’s awful road + In the coming year shall tread? + With Thy rod and staff, O God, + Comfort Thou his dying bed. + + 6. Keep us faithful, keep us pure, + Keep us evermore Thine own; + Help, O help us to endure; + Fit us for the promised crown. + + 7. So within Thy palace gate + We shall praise, on golden strings, + Thee the only Potentate, + Lord of lords and King of kings. + + H. Downton, 1841, a. + + +169 + + L. M. + + The new-born Child this early morn, + The dear Christ-child, of virgin born, + Again brings from His heavenly home + A new year to all Christendom. + + 2. This causes joy to angels fair, + Who love to keep us in their care; + They sing that in this wondrous Child + God now with man is reconciled. + + 3. Since God is reconciled with men, + What harm can Satan do us, then? + O’er Satan and the gates of hell + This Christ-child shall for us prevail. + + 4. He brings the year of jubilee! + Why doubt we yet despondently? + Rejoice! This is a happy day; + The Christ-child drives all care away. + + C. Schneegass, † 1597; E. Cronenwett, tr., a. + + +170 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee + In this new year we render, + For Thou hast been from misery + And dangers our Defender; + Through all the year that now has fled + Hast given us life and daily bread + And peace within our borders. + + 2. Lord Jesus Christ, our thanks to Thee + In this new year we render, + For Thou still rulest zealously + Thy fold, with mercy tender; + Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood, + Thou art our only Trust and Good, + In life and death our Savior. + + 3. Lord Holy Ghost, our thanks to Thee + In this new year we render, + For by Thy grace it is that we + Enjoy Thy Word’s pure splendor; + Thus Thou hast kindled from above + Within our hearts true faith and love + And other Christian virtues. + + 4. Our faithful God, we cry to Thee: + Still bless us with Thy favor, + Blot out all our iniquity, + And hide our sins forever; + Grant us a happy, good New Year + And, when the hour of death draws near, + A blest departure. Amen. + + C. Schneegass, † 1597; A. Crull, tr. + + +171 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + Help me, O Lord! Behold, I enter + Upon another year to-day; + In Thee my hopes and thoughts now center, + Renew my courage for the way: + New life, new strength, new happiness + I ask of Thee, O hear and bless! + + 2. May every plan and undertaking + This year be all begun with Thee; + When I am sleeping or am waking, + Still let me know Thou art with me; + Abroad do Thou my footsteps guide, + At home be ever at my side. + + 3. Be this a time of grace and pardon; + Thy rod I take with willing mind, + But suffer naught my heart to harden; + O let me now Thy mercy find; + In Thee alone, my God, I live, + Thou only canst my sins forgive. + + 4. And may this year to me be holy; + Thy grace so fill my every thought + That all my life be pure and lowly + And truthful as a Christian’s ought; + So make me, while yet dwelling here, + Pious and blest from year to year. + + 5. And grant, Lord, when the year is over, + That it for me in peace may close; + In all things care for me and cover + My head in time of fear and woes; + So may I, when my years are gone, + Appear with joy before Thy throne. + + J. Rist, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +172 + + C. M. + + O God, our Help in ages past, + Our Hope for years to come, + Our Shelter from the stormy blast, + And our eternal Home! + + 2. Under the shadow of Thy throne + Thy saints have dwelt secure; + Sufficient is Thine arm alone, + And our defense is sure. + + 3. Before the hills in order stood + Or earth received her frame, + From everlasting Thou art God, + To endless years the same. + + 4. A thousand ages in Thy sight + Are like an evening gone; + Short as the watch that ends the night + Before the rising sun. + + 5. Thy word commands our flesh to dust: + “Return, ye sons of men!” + All nations rose from earth at first + And turn to earth again. + + 6. Time, like an ever-rolling stream, + Bears all its sons away; + They fly forgotten, as a dream + Dies at the opening day. + + 7. Like flowery fields the nations stand, + Pleased with the morning light; + The flowers beneath the mower’s hand + Lie withering ere ’tis night. + + 8. O God, our Help in ages past, + Our Hope for years to come, + Be Thou our Guard while troubles last + And our eternal Home. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +173 + + L. M. + + The old year now hath passed away, + We thank Thee, Christ, our Lord, to-day + That Thou hast kept us through the year + When danger and distress were near. + + 2. We pray Thee, O eternal Son, + Who with the Father reign’st as one, + To guard and rule Thy Christendom + Through all the ages yet to come. + + 3. Take not Thy saving Word away, + Our souls’ true comfort, staff, and stay; + Abide with us and keep us free + From all false doctrines graciously. + + 4. O help us to forsake all sin, + A new and holier course begin; + From last year’s sins, Lord, hide Thy face, + In this new year grant us Thy grace, + + 5. That as true Christians we may live + Or die in peace that Thou wilt give, + To rise again when Thou shalt come, + And enter our eternal home. + + J. Steuerlein, 1588; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +174 + + 7s + + Now let us come before Him, + With songs and prayers adore Him, + Who to our life from heaven + All needed strength hath given. + + 2. The stream of years is flowing, + And we are onward going, + From old to new surviving, + And by His mercy thriving. + + 3. In woe we often languish + And pass through times of anguish, + Of wars and trepidation, + Alarming every nation. + + 4. A faithful mother keepeth + Guard while her infant sleepeth, + Its fear and grief assuaging + When angry storms are raging. + + 5. Thus God His children shieldeth + And full protection yieldeth; + When need and woe distress them, + His loving arms caress them. + + 6. In vain is all our doing; + The labor we’re pursuing + In our hands prospers never + Unless God watches ever. + + 7. Our song to Thee ascendeth, + Whose mercy never endeth; + Our thanks to Thee we render, + Who art our strong Defender. + + 8. O God of mercy, hear us; + Our Father, be Thou near us; + Mid crosses and in sadness + Be Thou our Fount of gladness. + + 9. To all that bow before Thee + And for Thy grace implore Thee, + O grant Thy benediction + And patience in affliction. + + 10. With richest blessings crown us. + In all our ways, Lord, own us; + Give grace, who grace bestowest + To all, e’en to the lowest. + + 11. To all forlorn be Father, + Thy erring children gather, + And of the poor and needy + Be Thou the Helper speedy. + + 12. Grant help to all afflicted; + And to the souls dejected, + By melancholy haunted, + May cheerful thoughts be granted! + + 13. O Lord, assistance lend us, + Thy Holy Spirit send us + That He may make us glorious + And lead to Thee victorious. + + 14. All this Thy hand bestoweth, + Thou Life, whence our life floweth; + To me and all believers + Grant, Lord, these New Year’s favors. + + Paul Gerhardt, † 1676; J. Kelly, tr., a. + + + + +CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST. + + +175 + + S. M. + + The year begins with Thee, + And Thou begin’st with woe + To let the world of sinners see + That blood for sin must flow. + + 2. Thine infant cries, O Lord, + Thy tears upon the breast + Are not enough; the legal sword + Must do its stern behest. + + 3. Seemeth it strange to me + My own will to deny? + Seemeth it sad, my soul, to thee + Under the yoke to lie? + + 4. I look, and hold my peace: + The Giver of all good + E’en from His birth takes no release + From suffering, tears, and blood. + + 5. That I may reap in love, + Help me to sow in fear; + So life a winter’s morn may prove + To a bright endless year. + + J. Keble, 1827, a. + + +176 + + S. M. + + The ancient Law departs, + And all its terrors cease; + For Jesus makes with faithful hearts + A covenant of peace. + + 2. The Light of light divine, + True brightness undefiled, + He bears for us the shame of sin, + A holy, spotless Child. + + 3. His infant body now + Begins our pain to feel; + Those precious drops of blood that flow + For death the victim seal. + + 4. To-day the name is Thine + At which we bend the knee. + They call Thee Jesus, Child Divine; + Our Jesus deign to be. + + 5. All praise, eternal Son, + For Thy redeeming love, + With Father, Spirit, ever one, + In glorious might above. + + Abbé Besnault, 1736. + + +177 + + L. M. + + O sacred day, when first was poured + The blood of our redeeming Lord! + O solemn day, when first began + His sufferings for sinful man! + + 2. Just born into this world of woe, + His blood for man was made to flow. + His future death was thus expressed; + Thus, too, His early love confessed. + + 3. From heaven descending to fulfil + The mandates of His Father’s will, + E’en now behold the Victim lie, + The Lamb of God, prepared to die. + + 4. Beneath the knife behold the Child, + The Innocent, the Undefiled; + For captives He the ransom pays, + For lawless man the Law obeys. + + 5. Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, + Our fleshly natures purge away; + Thy name, Thy likeness, may we bear; + O stamp Thy holy image there. + + Abbé Besnault, 1736; J. Chandler, tr., a. + + +178 + + 7s + + Jesus! Name of wondrous love, + Name all other names above, + Unto which must every knee + Bow in deep humility. + + 2. Jesus! Name decreed of old, + To the maiden mother told, + Kneeling in her lowly cell, + By the angel Gabriel. + + 3. Jesus! Name of priceless worth + To the fallen sons of earth, + For the promise that it gave,— + “Jesus shall His people save.” + + 4. Jesus! Name of mercy mild, + Given to the holy Child + When the cup of human woe + First He tasted here below. + + 5. Jesus! Only name that’s given + Under all the mighty heaven + Whereby man, to sin enslaved, + Bursts his fetters and is saved. + + 6. Jesus! Name of wondrous love, + Human name of God above. + Pleading only this, we flee, + Helpless, O our God, to Thee. + + W. W. How, 1854, a. + + + + +EPIPHANY. + + +179 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + O Jesus, King of Glory! + Both David’s Lord and Son! + Thy realm endures forever, + In heaven is fixed Thy throne; + Help that in earth’s dominions, + Throughout from pole to pole, + Thy realm may spread salvation + To each benighted soul! + + 2. The Eastern sages, bringing + Their tribute-gifts to Thee, + Bear witness to Thy kingdom + And humbly bow the knee. + To Thee the star is pointing, + To Thee, Incarnate Word; + Hence joyously we hail Thee: + Our Savior and our Lord! + + 3. Thou art a mighty Monarch, + As by the Word we’re told, + Yet carest Thou but little + For earthly goods or gold; + On no proud steed Thou ridest, + Thou wear’st no jeweled crown, + Nor dwell’st in lordly castle, + But bearest scoff and frown. + + 4. Yet art Thou decked with beauty, + With rays of glorious light; + Thou ever teem’st with goodness, + And all Thy ways are right. + Vouchsafe to shield Thy people + With Thine almighty arm + That they may dwell in safety + From those who mean them harm. + + 5. Ah, look on me with pity, + Though I am weak and poor, + Admit me to Thy kingdom, + To dwell there, blest and sure! + + I pray Thee, guide and keep me + Safe from my bitter foes, + From sin and death and Satan; + Free me from all my woes. + + 6. And bid Thy Word within me + Shine as the fairest star; + Keep sin and all false doctrine + Forever from me far. + Help me confess Thee truly + And with Thy Christendom + Here own Thee King and Savior + And in the world to come. + + Martin Behm, 1606. + + +180 + + L. M. + + The Star proclaims the King is here; + But, Herod, why this senseless fear? + He takes no realms of earth away + Who gives the realms of heavenly day. + + 2. The wiser Magi see from far + And follow on His guiding star; + And led by light to light they press + And by their gifts their God confess. + + 3. Within the Jordan’s crystal flood + In meekness stands the Lamb of God + And, sinless, sanctifies the wave, + Mankind from sin to cleanse and save. + + 4. At Cana first His power is shown; + His might the blushing waters own + And, changing, as He speaks the word, + Flow wine, obedient to their Lord. + + 5. All glory, Jesus, be to Thee + For this Thy glad Epiphany; + Whom with the Father we adore + And Holy Ghost forevermore. + + From the Latin of Sedulius, 5th cent.; J. N. Neale, tr. 1852, a. + + +181 + + 11, 10, 11, 10 + + Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, + Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid; + Star of the East, the horizon adorning, + Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. + + 2. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining; + Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall: + Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, + Maker and Monarch and Savior of all! + + 3. Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, + Odors of Edom and offerings divine, + Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, + Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? + + 4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation; + Vainly with gifts would His favor secure. + Richer by far is the heart’s adoration; + Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. + + 5. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, + Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid; + Star of the East, the horizon adorning, + Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. + + Reginald Heber, 1811. + + +182 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Hail, Thou Source of every blessing, + Sovereign Father of mankind! + Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing, + In Thy courts admission find. + Grateful now we fall before Thee, + In Thy Church obtain a place; + Now by faith behold Thy glory, + Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace. + + 2. Once far off, but now invited, + We approach Thy sacred throne; + In Thy covenant united, + Reconciled, redeemed, made one. + Now revealed to Eastern sages, + See the star of mercy shine; + Mystery hid in former ages, + Mystery great of love divine. + + 3. Hail, Thou all-inviting Savior! + Gentiles now their offerings bring; + In Thy temple seek Thy favor. + Jesus Christ, our Lord and King. + May we, body, soul, and spirit, + Live devoted to Thy praise, + Glorious realms of bliss inherit, + Grateful anthems ever raise! + + Basil Wood, 1813. + + +183 + + 7s 6 l + + As with gladness men of old + Did the guiding star behold, + As with joy they hailed its light, + Leading onward, beaming bright, + So, most gracious Lord, may we + Evermore be led by Thee. + + 2. As with joyful steps they sped + To that lowly manger-bed. + There to bend the knee before + Him whom heaven and earth adore, + So may we with willing feet + Ever seek Thy mercy-seat. + + 3. As they offered gifts most rare + At that manger rude and bare, + So may we with holy joy, + Pure and free from sin’s alloy, + All our costliest treasures bring, + Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. + + 4. Holy Jesus, every day + Keep us in the narrow way; + And when earthly things are past, + Bring our ransomed souls at last + Where they need no star to guide, + Where no clouds Thy glory hide. + + 5. In the heavenly country bright + Need they no created light; + Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, + Thou its Sun which goes not down; + There forever may we sing + Alleluias to our King! + + W. C. Dix, 1860. + + +184 + + 7s 8 l + + Songs of thankfulness and praise, + Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise, + Manifested by the star + To the sages from afar, + Branch of royal David’s stem, + In Thy birth at Bethlehem. + Anthems be to Thee addressed, + God in man made manifest. + + 2. Manifest at Jordan’s stream, + Prophet, Priest, and King supreme, + And at Cana, wedding-guest, + In Thy Godhead manifest; + Manifest in power divine, + Changing water into wine. + Anthems be to Thee addressed, + God in man made manifest. + + 3. Manifest in making whole + Palsied limbs and fainting soul; + Manifest in valiant fight, + Quelling all the devil’s might; + Manifest in gracious will, + Ever bringing good from ill. + Anthems be to Thee addressed, + God in man made manifest. + + 4. Sun and moon shall darkened be, + Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee; + Christ will then like lightning shine, + All will see His glorious sign; + All will then the trumpet hear, + All will see the Judge appear; + Thou by all wilt be confessed, + God in man made manifest. + + 5. Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord, + Present in Thy holy Word; + May we imitate Thee now + And be pure as pure art Thou, + That we like to Thee may be + At Thy great Epiphany + And may praise Thee, ever blest, + God in man made manifest. + + C. Wordsworth, 1862. + + + + +PRESENTATION OF CHRIST. + + +185 + + 8, 5, 8, 4, 7, 7 + + In peace and joy I now depart + At God’s disposing; + For full of comfort is my heart, + Soft reposing. + So the Lord hath promised me, + And death is but a slumber. + + 2. ’Tis Christ that wrought this work for me. + The faithful Savior, + Whom Thou hast made mine eyes to see + By Thy favor. + Now I know He is my Life, + My Help in need and dying. + + 3. Him Thou hast unto all set forth + Their great Salvation, + And to His kingdom called the earth, + Every nation, + By Thy dear and wholesome Word, + In every place resounding. + + 4. He is the Hope and saving Light + Of lands benighted; + By Him are they who dwelt in night + Fed and lighted; + He is Israel’s Praise and Bliss, + Their Joy, Reward, and Glory. + + Martin Luther, 1524; L. W. Bacon, tr., a. + + +186 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + In His Temple now behold Him, + See the long-expected Lord; + Ancient prophets had foretold Him, + God has now fulfilled His word. + Now to praise Him, His redeemed + Shall break forth with one accord. + + 2. In the arms of her who bore Him, + Virgin pure, behold Him lie, + While His aged saints adore Him + Ere in faith and hope they die. + Hallelujah! Hallelujah! + Lo, th’ incarnate God most high. + + 3. Jesus, by Thy presentation, + Thou, who didst for us endure, + Make us see our great salvation, + Seal us with Thy promise sure, + And present us in Thy glory + To Thy Father, cleansed and pure. + + H. J. Pye, 1853. + + +187 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Angels, from the realms of glory, + Wing your flight o’er all the earth; + Ye who sang creation’s story, + Now proclaim Messiah’s birth: + Come and worship, + Come and worship; + Worship Christ, the new-born King. + + 2. Shepherds, in the fields abiding, + Watching o’er your flocks by night, + God with man is now residing, + Yonder shines the heav’nly Light: + Come and worship, + Come and worship; + Worship Christ, the new-born King. + + 3. Sages, leave your contemplations; + Brighter visions beam afar; + Seek the great Desire of nations, + Ye have seen His natal star: + Come and worship, + Come and worship; + Worship Christ, the new-born King. + + 4. Saints, before the altar bending, + Watching long in hope and fear, + Suddenly the Lord descending, + In His temple shall appear: + Come and worship, + Come and worship; + Worship Christ, the new-born King. + + James Montgomery, 1816, a. + + +188 + + L. M. + + O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray: + Within my heart now make Thy stay, + That I, like Simeon of old, + By faith may gladly Thee enfold. + + 2. Thou art my Life and Happiness, + Whom God hath sent my soul to bless; + O cleanse and purify my heart + That from Thy paths I ne’er depart. + + 3. Lord, with Thy light show me the way + That never I may go astray; + Ward off all sorrow and despair + And let me be Thine own fore’er. + + 4. Lift up Thy face upon me, Lord, + In life and death Thy help afford; + Then I’ll depart most cheerfully + This life whene’er it pleaseth Thee. + + John Mylius, 1596; A. Crull, tr. + + +189 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic) + + Thank God! my Jesus cleanseth me + From all sins I committed; + He paid my debt and set me free, + I, therefore, am acquitted + Of sin’s and Satan’s bondage fell. + My faith now laughs at death and hell, + Because my life is Jesus. + + 2. Why should I grieve? He who fulfilled + The Law, thus to release us, + He who His Father’s wrath has stilled + By His own death, this Jesus + Still liveth, and all that He hath + He giveth unto me through faith; + Is there a greater treasure? + + 3. Because my Jesus cleanseth me + From sin by His own merit, + I am from pain and fear set free, + Death cannot daunt my spirit; + I trust in Jesus’ righteousness, + His innocence and blessedness + Are now my life and treasure. + + 4. Now I, like Simeon, can end + My life in peace and gladness, + And to my God I can commend + My spirit without sadness; + For when my weary eyes I close, + My death becomes a sweet repose, + I see the joys of heaven. + + 5. How happy, therefore, shall I be + When life’s frail thread is broken; + When holy angels carry me + To joys that ne’er were spoken; + When I behold Him face to face, + When I have gained that blessed place, + Prepared for me by Jesus. + + 6. Lord, grant that e’er prepared I be, + That naught from Thee me sever. + And when I die, let me with Thee + In glory live forever; + Come quickly to deliver me, + Lord, by Thy death and agony. + Yea, come, Lord Jesus! Amen. + + J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr. + + +190 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Light of the Gentile nations, + Thy people’s Joy and Love! + Drawn by Thy Spirit hither, + We gladly come to prove + Thy presence in Thy temple + And seek with earnest mind, + As Simeon once had waited + His Savior God to find. + + 2. Yea, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee, + E’en now, in every place + Where Thy true Word hath promised + That they should see Thy face. + Thou yet wilt gladly grant us, + Who gather round Thee here, + In faith’s strong arms to bear Thee, + As did that aged seer. + + 3. Be Thou our Joy, our Brightness, + That shines mid pain and loss, + Our Sun in times of terror, + The Glory round our cross; + A Glow in sinking spirits, + A Sunbeam in distress, + Physician, Friend, in sickness; + In death, our Happiness. + + 4. Let us, O Lord, be faithful + Like Simeon to the end, + So that his dying anthem + May from our hearts ascend: + “O Lord, now let Thy servant + Depart in peace, I pray, + Since I have seen my Savior, + Have here beheld His day.” + + 5. My Savior, I behold Thee + Now with the eye of faith; + No foe of Thee can rob me, + Though bitter words he saith. + Within Thy heart abiding, + As Thou dost dwell in me, + No pain, no death, has terrors + To part my soul from Thee. + + 6. Lord, here on earth Thou seemest + At times to frown on me, + And through my tears I often + Can scarce distinguish Thee; + But in the heavenly mansions + Shall nothing dim my sight, + And I shall see forever + Thine always glorious light. + + J. Franck, 1674; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + + + +PASSION OF CHRIST. + + +GENERAL. + + +191 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + A lamb goes uncomplaining forth, + The guilt of all men bearing; + ’Tis laden with the sin of earth, + None else the burden sharing; + It goes its way, grows weak and faint, + To slaughter led without complaint, + Its spotless life to offer; + Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, + Anguish and mockery, and saith, + “Willing all this I suffer.” + + 2. This Lamb is Christ, the soul’s great Friend + And everlasting Savior; + Him, Him God chose sin’s reign to end + And bring us to His favor. + “Go forth, My Son!” He said, “and bail + The children who are doomed to hell + But for Thine intercession. + The punishment is great, and dread + The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed + And save them from perdition.” + + 3. “Yea, Father, yea, most willingly + I’ll bear what Thou commandest; + My will conforms to Thy decree, + I do what Thou demandest.” + O wondrous Love, what hast Thou done! + The Father offers up His Son, + The Son, content, descendeth! + O Love, O Love, how strong art Thou! + In shroud and grave Thou lay’st Him low + Whose word the mountains rendeth. + + 4. Thou lay’st Him, Love, upon the cross, + With nails and spear Him bruising; + Thou slay’st Him as a lamb, His loss + From soul and body oozing; + From body ’tis the crimson flood + Of precious sacrificial blood; + From soul, the strength of anguish. + My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee + What can I give, whose love to me + For me doth make Thee languish? + + 5. Lord, all my life I’ll cleave to Thee, + Thy love fore’er beholding, + Thee ever, as Thou ever me, + With loving arms enfolding. + Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light + To guide me safe through death’s dark night + And cheer my heart in sorrow. + Henceforth myself and all that’s mine + To Thee, my Savior, I consign, + From whom all things I borrow. + + 6. From morn till eve my theme shall be + Thy mercy’s wondrous measure; + To sacrifice myself to Thee, + My foremost aim and pleasure. + My stream of life shall flow for Thee, + Its steadfast current ceaselessly + In praise to Thee outpouring; + And all that Thou hast done for me + I’ll treasure in my memory, + Thy gracious love adoring. + + 7. Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell, + To thee shall now be given + A treasure that doth far excel + The worth of earth and heaven. + Away with the Arabian gold, + With treasures of an earthly mold! + I’ve found a better jewel. + My priceless treasure, Lord, my God, + Is Thy most holy, precious blood, + Which flowed from wounds so cruel. + + 8. This treasure ever I’ll employ, + This every aid shall yield me; + In sorrow it shall be my joy, + In conflict it shall shield me; + In joy, the music of my feast, + And when all else has lost its zest, + This manna still shall feed me; + In thirst my drink; in want my food; + My company in solitude, + To comfort and to lead me. + + 9. Death’s poison cannot harm me now, + Thy blood new life bestoweth; + My Shadow from the heat art Thou, + When noonday’s sunlight gloweth. + When I’m by inward grief opprest, + On Thee my weary soul shall rest, + As sick men on their pillows. + Thou art my Anchor, when by woe + My bark is driven to and fro + On trouble’s restless billows. + + 10. And when Thy glory I shall see + And taste Thy kingdom’s pleasure, + Thy blood my royal robe shall be + And joy beyond all measure; + It then shall be my glorious crown, + Thus I’ll appear before the throne + Of God and need not hide me; + And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed, + By Thee in bridal garments clothed, + Stand as a bride beside Thee. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653. + + +192 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Jesus, I will ponder now + On Thy holy Passion; + With Thy Spirit me endow + For such meditation. + Grant that I in love and faith + May the image cherish + Of Thy suffering, pain, and death, + That I may not perish. + + 2. Make me see Thy great distress, + Anguish, and affliction, + Bonds and stripes and wretchedness + And Thy crucifixion; + Make me see how scourge and rod, + Spear and nails did wound Thee, + How for man Thou diedst, O God, + Who with thorns had crowned Thee. + + 3. Yet, O Lord, not thus alone + Make me see Thy Passion, + But its cause to me make known + And its termination. + Ah! I also and my sin + Wrought Thy deep affliction; + This the cause alone hath been + Of Thy crucifixion. + + 4. Grant that I Thy Passion view + With repentant grieving + Nor Thee crucify anew + By unholy living. + How could I refuse to shun + Every sinful pleasure + Since for me God’s only Son + Suffered without measure? + + 5. If my sins give me alarm + And my conscience grieve me, + Let Thy cross my fear disarm, + Peace of conscience give me. + Grant that I may trust in Thee + And Thy holy Passion. + If His Son so loveth me, + God must have compassion. + + 6. Grant that I may willingly + Bear with Thee my crosses, + Learning humbleness of Thee, + Peace mid pain and losses. + May I give Thee love for love. + Hear me, O my Savior, + That I may in heaven above + Sing Thy praise forever. + + Sigmund von Birken, 1653; A. Crull, tr. + + +193 + + L. M. + + To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give, + Who diedst for us that we might live + And through Thy holy, precious blood + Hast made us righteous before God. + + 2. We pray Thee, O true God and Man, + Who wast for our offenses slain: + Save us from everlasting death + And cheer us when we yield our breath. + + 3. Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame; + Help us by Thine almighty name + To bear our crosses patiently, + To trust in Thy great agony, + + 4. And thence the full assurance gain + That Thou wilt e’er our Friend remain + And not forsake us in our strife + Until we enter into life. + + Chr. Fischer, c. 1568; A. Crull, tr., a. + + +194 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 + + Jesus, grant that balm and healing + In Thy holy wounds I find, + Every hour that I am feeling + Pains of body and of mind. + Should some evil thought upstart, + Let Thy cross defend my heart, + Show the peril and from sinning + Keep me ere its first beginning. + + 2. Should some lust or sharp temptation + Prove too strong for flesh and blood, + Let me think upon Thy Passion, + And the breach is soon made good. + Or should Satan make his way + To my heart, O let me say: + “Jesus Christ for me was wounded,” + And the Tempter flees confounded. + + 3. If the world my heart entices + On the broad and easy road, + Filled with mirth and pleasant vices, + Let me think upon the load + Thou didst once for me endure, + That I flee all thoughts impure, + Banishing each wild emotion, + Calm and blest in my devotion. + + 4. Yes, whate’er may pain or grieve me, + Let Thy wounds, Lord, make me whole. + When I’m faint, let them revive me, + Granting new life to my soul. + May Thy comfort render sweet + Every bitter cup I meet, + Thou, who by Thy death and Passion + Hast procured my soul’s salvation! + + 5. O my God, my Rock and Tower! + Grant that in Thy death I trust, + Knowing Death has lost his power + Since Thou trod’st him in the dust. + Savior, let Thine agony + Ever help and comfort me; + Let Thy death be my protection, + Safety, life, and resurrection. + + 6. Jesus, grant that balm and healing + In Thy holy wounds I find, + Every hour that I am feeling + Pains of body and of mind; + And when I this world must leave, + Grant that, Lord, to Thee I cleave, + In Thy wounds find consolation, + And obtain my soul’s salvation. + + J. Heermann, 1644, a. + + +195 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, + My Strength by day, my Trust by night, + On earth I’m but a passing guest + And sorely with my sins opprest. + + 2. Far off I see my fatherland, + Where through Thy blood I hope to stand. + But ere I reach that Paradise, + A weary way before me lies. + + 3. My heart sinks at the journey’s length, + My wasted flesh has little strength, + My soul alone still cries in me: + “Lord, take me home, take me to Thee!” + + 4. O let Thy sufferings give me power + To meet the last and darkest hour; + Thy sweat refresh and comfort me, + Thy bonds and fetters make me free! + + 5. The blows and stripes that fell on Thee + Heal up the wounds of sin in me; + Thy crown of thorns, Thy foes’ mad spite, + Let be my glory and delight. + + 6. That thirst and bitter draught of Thine + Cause me to bear with patience mine; + Thy piercing cry uphold my soul + When floods of anguish o’er me roll. + + 7. O let Thy holy wounds for me + Clefts in the rock forever be + Where as a dove my soul can hide + And safe from Satan’s rage abide. + + 8. And when my lips grow white and chill, + Thy Spirit cry within me still + And help my soul Thy heaven to find + When these poor eyes grow dark and blind. + + 9. And when my spirit flies away, + Thy dying words shall be my stay. + Let me depart with peaceful brow + When I in death my head shall bow. + + 10. Thy cross shall be my staff in life, + Thy holy grave my rest from strife; + The winding-sheet that covered Thee, + Oh, let it be a shroud for me! + + 11. Lord, in Thy nail-prints let me read + That Thou to save me hast decreed, + And grant that in Thy opened side + My troubled soul may ever hide. + + 12. Since Thou hast died, the Pure, the Just, + I take my homeward way in trust. + The gates of heaven, Lord, open wide + When here I may no more abide. + + 13. And when the last Great Day shall come + And Thou, our Judge, shalt speak the doom, + Let me with joy behold the light + And set me then upon Thy right. + + 14. Renew this wasted flesh of mine + That like the sun it there may shine + Among the angels pure and bright, + Yea, like Thyself in glorious light. + + 15. Ah, then I’ll have my heart’s desire, + When, singing with the angels’ choir, + Among the ransomed of Thy grace, + Forever I’ll behold Thy face! + + Martin Behm, 1603. + + +196 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7 + + Christ, the Life of all the living, + Christ, the Death of death, our foe, + Who, Thyself for me once giving + To the darkest depths of woe, + Madest reconciliation + And hast saved me from damnation: + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + 2. Thou, ah! Thou, hast taken on Thee + Bonds and stripes, a cruel rod; + Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, + O Thou sinless Son of God! + Thus didst Thou my soul deliver + From the bonds of sin forever. + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + 3. Thou hast borne the smiting only + That my wounds might all be whole; + Thou hast suffered, sad and lonely, + Rest to give my weary soul; + Yea, the curse of God enduring, + Blessing unto me securing. + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + 4. Heartless scoffers did surround Thee, + Treating Thee with cruel scorn, + And with piercing thorns they crowned Thee; + All disgrace Thou, Lord, hast borne + That as Thine Thou mightest own me + And with heavenly glory crown me. + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + 5. Thou hast suffered men to bruise Thee + That from pain I might be free; + Falsely did Thy foes accuse Thee— + Thence I gain security; + Comfortless once Thou didst languish + Me to comfort in my anguish. + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + 6. Thou hast suffered great affliction + And hast borne it patiently, + Even death by crucifixion, + Fully to atone for me; + Thou didst choose to be tormented + That my doom should be prevented. + Thousand, thousand thanks shall be, + Dearest Jesus, unto Thee. + + E. C. Homburg, 1659. + + +197 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 8, 7, 6 + + When o’er my sins I sorrow, + Lord, I will look to Thee + And hence my comfort borrow + That Thou wast slain for me; + Yea, Lord, Thy precious blood was spilt + For me, O most unworthy, + To take away my guilt. + + 2. Oh, what a marvelous offering! + Behold! the Master spares + His servants, and their suffering + And grief for them He bears. + God stoopeth from His throne on high; + For me, His guilty creature, + He deigns as man to die. + + 3. My manifold transgression + Henceforth can harm me none, + Since Jesus’ bloody Passion + For me God’s grace hath won. + His precious blood my debts hath paid; + Of hell and all its torments + I am no more afraid. + + 4. Therefore I will forever + Give glory unto Thee, + O Jesus, loving Savior, + For what Thou didst for me. + I’ll spend my breath in songs of thanks + For Thy sad cry, Thy sufferings, + Thy wrongs, Thy guiltless death. + + 5. Lord, let Thy woes, Thy patience, + My heart with strength inspire + To vanquish all temptations + And spurn all base desire. + This thought I fain would cherish most— + What pain my soul’s redemption + Hath Thee, O Savior, cost. + + 6. Whate’er may be the burden, + The cross here on me laid, + Be shame or want my guerdon, + I’ll bear it with Thine aid. + Give patience, give me strength to take + Thee for my bright example + And all the world forsake. + + 7. And let me do to others + As Thou hast done to me: + Love all men as my brothers + And serve them willingly, + With ready heart, nor seek my own, + But as Thou, Lord, hast helped us, + From purest love alone. + + J. Gesenius, 1646; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +198 + + 11, 11, 11, 5 + + Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken + That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken? + Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession, + Of what transgression? + + 2. They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee; + With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee; + They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee; + They crucify Thee. + + 3. Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish? + It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish; + Yea, all the wrath, the woe Thou dost inherit, + ’Tis I do merit. + + 4. What strangest punishment is suffered yonder? + The Shepherd dies for sheep that love to wander; + The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him, + Who would not own Him. + + 5. The sinless Son of God must die in sadness; + The sinful child of man may live in gladness; + Man forfeited his life and is acquitted,— + God is committed. + + 6. There was no spot in me by sin untainted; + Sick with sin’s poison, all my heart had fainted; + My heavy guilt to hell had well-nigh brought me, + Such woe it wrought me. + + 7. O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded, + That brought Thee here, by foes and thieves surrounded! + All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying + While Thou wert dying. + + 8. O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory! + How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story? + How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer? + What dare I offer? + + 9. For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder + Thy woes; Thy mercy still transcends our wonder. + Oh, how should I do aught that could delight Thee! + Can I requite Thee? + + 10. Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee; + I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee + And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly + All fires unholy. + + 11. But since my own strength never will suffice me + To crucify desires that still entice me, + To all good deeds, oh, let Thy Spirit win me + And reign within me! + + 12. I think upon Thy mercy without ceasing, + That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing; + To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor + Henceforth forever. + + 13. Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me + I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross, shall daunt me; + I shall not fear what man can do to harm me + Nor death alarm me. + + 14. But, worthless is my sacrifice, I own it; + Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it; + Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness + Nor shame my weakness. + + 15. And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in heaven + To me the crown of joy at last is given, + Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee, + I, too, shall praise Thee. + + From the Latin of Anselm of Canterbury; + J. Heermann, † 1647. C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +199 + + 7s 6 l + + Go to dark Gethsemane, + Ye that feel the Tempter’s power; + Your Redeemer’s conflict see, + Watch with Him one bitter hour; + Turn not from His griefs away, + Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. + + 2. Follow to the judgment-hall, + View the Lord of life arraigned; + Oh, the wormwood and the gall! + Oh, the pangs His soul sustained! + Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; + Learn of Him to bear the cross. + + 3. Calvary’s mournful mountain climb; + There, adoring at His feet, + Mark that miracle of time, + God’s own sacrifice complete. + “It is finished!” hear Him cry; + Learn of Jesus Christ to die. + + 4. Early hasten to the tomb + Where they laid His breathless clay; + All is solitude and gloom,— + Who hath taken Him away? + Christ is risen! He meets our eyes. + Savior, teach us so to rise. + + James Montgomery, 1825. + + +200 + + C. M. + + There is a fountain filled with blood, + Drawn from Immanuel’s veins, + And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, + Lose all their guilty stains. + + 2. The dying thief rejoiced to see + That fountain in his day; + And there have I, as vile as he, + Washed all my sins away. + + 3. Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood + Shall never lose its power + Till all the ransomed Church of God + Be saved to sin no more. + + 4. E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream + Thy flowing wounds supply, + Redeeming love has been my theme + And shall be till I die. + + 5. Then in a nobler, sweeter song + I’ll sing Thy power to save, + When this poor lisping, stammering tongue + Lies silent in the grave. + + W. Cowper, 1771. + + +201 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + O bleeding Head, and wounded, + And full of pain and scorn, + In mockery surrounded + With cruel crown of thorn! + O Head, once crowned with glory + And heavenly majesty, + But now despised and gory; + Yet here I welcome Thee! + + 2. Men spit upon and jeer Thee, + Thou noble countenance, + Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee + And flee before Thy glance. + How art Thou pale with anguish, + With sore abuse and scorn! + How does Thy visage languish + Which once was bright as morn! + + 3. Now from Thy cheeks has vanished + Their color once so fair; + From Thy red lips is banished + The splendor that was there. + Pale Death, with cruel rigor, + Bereaveth Thee of life; + Thus losest Thou Thy vigor + And strength in this sad strife. + + 4. My burden, in Thy Passion, + Lord, Thou hast borne for me, + For it was my transgression + Which brought this woe on Thee. + I cast me down before Thee, + Wrath were my rightful lot; + Have mercy, I implore Thee, + Redeemer, spurn me not! + + 5. My Shepherd, now receive me! + My Guardian, own me Thine! + Great blessings Thou didst give me, + O Source of gifts divine! + Thy lips have often fed me + With milk and sweetest food; + Thy Spirit oft has led me + To stores of heavenly good. + + 6. Here I will stand beside Thee, + From Thee I will not part; + O Savior, do not chide me! + When breaks Thy loving heart, + When soul and body languish + In death’s last fatal grasp, + Then, in Thy deepest anguish, + Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. + + 7. Naught ever so much blesses, + So much rejoices me, + As when in Thy distresses + I take a part with Thee. + All, well for me if lying + Here at Thy feet, my Life, + I, too, with Thee were dying + And thus might end my strife! + + 8. Thanks from my heart I offer + Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, + For all that Thou didst suffer; + My good didst Thou intend. + Ah! grant that I may ever + To Thy truth faithful be; + When soul and body sever, + May I be found in Thee! + + 9. When hence I must betake me, + Lord, do not Thou depart! + O nevermore forsake me + When death is at my heart! + When soul and body languish, + O leave me not alone, + But take away mine anguish + By virtue of Thine own! + + 10. Be Thou my Consolation + And Shield when I must die; + Remind me of Thy Passion + When my last hour draws nigh. + Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, + Upon Thy cross shall dwell, + My heart by faith enfold Thee. + Who dieth thus dies well! + + From the Latin of Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt, 1652. + + +202 + + L. M. + + Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, + Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, + And doomed to everlasting pains, + We wretched, guilty captives lay. + + 2. Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace, + Nor all the world’s collected store + Suffice to purchase our release; + A thousand worlds were all too poor. + + 3. Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God, + An all-sufficient ransom paid. + O matchless price! His precious blood + For vile, rebellious traitors shed. + + 4. Jesus the sacrifice became + To rescue guilty souls from hell; + The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb + Beneath avenging Justice fell. + + 5. Amazing goodness! love divine! + O may our grateful hearts adore + The matchless grace; nor yield to sin, + Nor wear its cruel fetters more! + + Anne Steele, † 1778. + + +GOOD FRIDAY. + + +203 + + 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8 + + O Lamb of God most holy, + Upon the cursed tree slain; + E’er patient, meek, and lowly, + Though heaped with hate and disdain. + All sins Thou borest for us, + Else had despair reigned o’er us, + Have mercy on us, O Jesus! + + 2. O Lamb of God, most holy, + Upon the cursed tree slain; + E’er patient, meek, and lowly, + Though heaped with hate and disdain. + All sins Thou borest for us, + Else had despair reigned o’er us, + Have mercy on us, O Jesus! + + 3. O Lamb of God, most holy, + Upon the cursed tree slain; + E’er patient, meek, and lowly, + Though heaped with hate and disdain. + All sins Thou borest for us, + Else had despair reigned o’er us, + Thy peace be with us, O Jesus! + + N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +204 + + L. M. + + When I survey the wondrous cross + On which the Prince of Glory died, + My richest gain I count but loss + And pour contempt on all my pride. + + 2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast + Save in the death of Christ, my God; + All the vain things that charm me most, + I sacrifice them to His blood. + + 3. See, from His head, His hands, His feet, + Sorrow and love flow mingled down! + Did e’er such love and sorrow meet + Or thorns compose so rich a crown? + + 4. Were the whole realm of nature mine, + That were a tribute far too small; + Love so amazing, so divine, + Demands my soul, my life, my all. + + Isaac Watts, 1707, a. + + +205 + + 7, 7, 6, 7, 7, 8 + + See, world, thy Life assailèd, + On the accursed tree nailèd; + Thy Savior sinks in death! + The mighty Prince from heaven + Himself hath freely given + To shame and blows and cruel wrath. + + 2. Come hither now and ponder, + ’Twill fill thy soul with wonder, + Blood streams from every pore. + Through grief whose depth none knoweth, + From His great heart there floweth + Sigh after sigh of anguish o’er. + + 3. Who is it that afflicts Thee? + My Savior, what dejects Thee + And causeth all Thy woe? + Sin Thou committedst never, + As we and our seed ever, + Of deeds of evil naught dost know. + + 4. I, many times transgressing, + In number far surpassing + The sand upon the coast, + I thus the cause have given + That Thou with grief art riven + And with afflictions’ scourging host. + + 5. I’ve done it, and deliver + Me hand and foot forever + Thou justly might’st to hell. + The mocking to Thee offered, + The scourging Thou hast suffered, + My soul it was deserved it well. + + 6. The load Thou takest on Thee, + That pressed so sorely on me + Than stone more heavily. + A curse, Lord, Thou becamest, + Thus blessings for me claimest; + Thy pain must all my comfort be. + + 7. Not death itself Thou fearest, + As Surety Thou appearest + For all my debts and me. + For me Thy brow is crownèd + With thorns, and Thou’rt disownèd + By men and bear’st all patiently. + + 8. Into death’s jaws Thou springest, + Deliverance to me bringest + From such a monster dire. + My death away Thou takest, + Thy grave its grave Thou makest; + O love, O unexampled fire! + + 9. I’m bound, my Savior, ever + By ties most sacred never + Thy service to forsake; + With soul and body ever, + With all my powers t’ endeavor, + In praise and service joy to take. + + 10. Not much can I be giving + In this poor life I’m living, + But one thing do I say: + Thy death and sorrows ever, + Till soul from body sever, + My heart remember shall for aye. + + 11. Before mine eyes I’ll place them + And joyfully embrace them, + Wherever I may be; + They’ll be a glass revealing + Pure innocence and sealing + Love and unfeigned sincerity. + + 12. Of sin, how great the danger; + How it excites God’s anger; + How doth His vengeance burn; + How sternly He chastiseth; + How His wrath’s flood ariseth:— + Shall I from all Thy suff’rings learn. + + 13. From them shall I be learning + How I may be adorning + My heart with quietness, + And how I still should love them + Whose malice aye doth move them + To grieve me by their wickedness. + + 14. When tongues of bad men grieve me, + Of peace and name deprive me, + My restive heart I’ll still, + Their evil deeds enduring, + Of pardon free assuring + My neighbor for his every ill. + + 15. Upon the cross I’ll nail me + With Thee; when sins assail me + Thou shalt my Refuge be. + Forsaking sins that grieve Thee, + Lord, let me never leave Thee, + And let me find my strength in Thee. + + 16. Thy groaning and Thy sighing, + Thy thousand tears and crying, + That once were heard from Thee, + They’ll lead me to Thy glory, + Where I shall joy before Thee + And evermore at rest shall be! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a. + + +206 + + L. M. + + Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me, + Thy Spirit steep me all in Thee, + Thy body, pierced by ruthless steel, + My wretched soul and body heal. + + 2. The water from Thy side that poured + For me a cleansing bath afford, + And all Thy blood, with life divine, + Revive this weakened heart of mine. + + 3. The sweat of death upon Thy face + Deliver me from death’s embrace, + And all Thy Passion, cross, and pain, + With strength my feebleness sustain. + + 4. O Christ, turn not away from me, + Receive and hide me all in Thee, + Within Thy holy wounds inclose, + And keep me safe from all my foes. + + 5. In death’s dark hour with me abide + And place me, Savior, at Thy side, + Where with Thy saints I shall adore + And praise Thee, Lord, forevermore. + + J. Scheffler, † 1677; M. Loy, tr., a. + + +207 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Sev’n times our blessed Savior spoke + When on the cross our sins He took + And died lest man should perish. + Let us His last and dying words + In our remembrance cherish. + + 2. “Father, forgive these men, for, lo, + They truly know not what they do.” + So far His love extended. + Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have + Through ignorance offended. + + 3. Now to the contrite thief He cries: + “Thou, verily, in Paradise + Shalt meet me ere to-morrow.” + Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon, + Who linger here in sorrow. + + 4. To weeping Mary, standing by, + “Behold thy Son!” now hear Him cry; + To John, “Behold thy mother!” + Provide, O Lord, for those we leave, + Let each befriend the other. + + 5. The Savior’s fourth word was, “I thirst!” + O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst + For us and our salvation + Is truly great; do help us, then, + That we escape damnation. + + 6. The fifth, “My God, my God, O why + Forsake me?” Hark, the awful cry! + Lord, Thou wast here forsaken + That we might be received on high; + Let this hope not be shaken. + + 7. The sixth, when victory was won, + “’Tis finished!” for Thy work was done. + Grant, Lord, that, onward pressing, + We may the work Thou dost impose + Fulfil with Thine own blessing. + + 8. The last, as woe and sufferings end, + “O God, My Father, I commend + Into Thy hands My spirit.” + Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish; + O heavenly Father, hear it! + + 9. Whoe’er, by sense of sin opprest, + Upon these words his thoughts will rest, + He joy and hope obtaineth + And, through God’s love and boundless grace, + A peaceful conscience gaineth. + + 10. O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified, + Who hast for our offenses died, + Grant that we e’er may ponder + Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death, + Both here below and yonder. + + Johann Boeschenstein, 15th cent.; tr., anon. + + +208 + + 6, 5, 6, 5 + + Glory be to Jesus, + Who in bitter pains + Poured for me the life-blood + From His sacred veins! + + 2. Grace and life eternal + In that blood I find; + Blest be His compassion, + Infinitely kind! + + 3. Blest through endless ages + Be the precious stream + Which from endless torments + Did the world redeem! + + 4. Abel’s blood for vengeance + Pleaded to the skies; + But the blood of Jesus + For our pardon cries. + + 5. Oft as earth exulting + Wafts its praise on high, + Angel hosts rejoicing + Make their glad reply. + + 6. Lift we, then, our voices, + Swell the mighty flood; + Louder still and louder + Praise the precious blood! + + Italian, 18th cent.; E. Caswall, tr., 1857. + + +209 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, + See Him dying on the tree! + ’Tis the Christ by man rejected; + Yes, my soul, ’tis He! ’tis He! + ’Tis the long-expected Prophet, + David’s Son, yet David’s Lord; + Proofs I see sufficient of it: + ’Tis the true and faithful Word. + + 2. Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, + Was there ever grief like His? + Friends through fear His cause disowning, + Foes insulting His distress; + Many hands were raised to wound Him, + None would interpose to save; + But the deepest stroke that pierced Him + Was the stroke that Justice gave. + + 3. Ye who think of sin but lightly, + Nor suppose the evil great, + Here may view its nature rightly, + Here its guilt may estimate. + Mark the Sacrifice appointed! + See who bears the awful load; + ’Tis the WORD, the LORD’S ANOINTED, + Son of Man and Son of God. + + 4. Here we have a firm foundation; + Here the refuge of the lost; + Christ’s the Rock of our salvation: + His the name of which we boast; + Lamb of God, for sinners wounded! + Sacrifice to cancel guilt! + None shall ever be confounded + Who on Him their hope have built. + + Thomas Kelly, 1804. + + +210 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Jesus, Refuge of the weary, + Object of the spirit’s love, + Fountain in life’s desert dreary, + Savior from the world above; + O how oft Thine eyes, offended, + Gaze upon the sinner’s fall! + Yet, upon the cross extended, + Thou didst bear the pain of all. + + 2. Do we pass that cross unheeding, + Breathing no repentant vow, + Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding, + See Thy thorn-encircled brow? + Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us + Life eternal, peace, and rest; + Only what Thy grace hath taught us + Calms the sinner’s stormy breast. + + 3. Jesus, may our hearts be burning + With more fervent love for Thee; + May our eyes be ever turning + To Thy cross of agony; + Till in glory, parted never + From the blessed Savior’s side, + Graven in our hearts forever + Dwell the cross, the Crucified! + + Jerome Savonarola, † 1498. + + +211 + + C. M. + + Behold the Savior of mankind + Nailed to the shameful tree! + How vast the love that Him inclined + To bleed and die for thee! + + 2. Hark how He groans while nature shakes + And earth’s strong pillars bend! + The Temple’s veil in sunder breaks, + The solid marbles rend. + + 3. ’Tis done; the precious ransom’s paid; + “Receive my soul!” He cries: + See where He bows His sacred head! + He bows His head and dies. + + 4. But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain + And in full glory shine. + O Lamb of God, was ever pain, + Was ever love, like Thine? + + Samuel Wesley, Sr., 1700. + + +212 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Come to Calvary’s holy mountain, + Sinners, ruined by the Fall; + Here a pure and healing fountain + Flows to you, to me, to all, + In a full, perpetual tide, + Opened when our Savior died. + + 2. Come in poverty and meanness, + Come defiled, without, within; + From infection and uncleanness, + From the leprosy of sin, + Wash your robes and make them white; + Ye shall walk with God in light. + + 3. Come in sorrow and contrition, + Wounded, impotent, and blind; + Here the guilty free remission, + Here the troubled peace, may find. + Health this fountain will restore; + He that drinks shall thirst no more. + + 4. He that drinks shall live forever; + ’Tis a soul-renewing flood. + God is faithful; God will never + Break His covenant of blood, + Signed when our Redeemer died, + Sealed when He was glorified. + + James Montgomery, 1819. + + +213 + + 7s 8 l + + Savior, when in dust to Thee + Low we bow th’ adoring knee, + When, repentant, to the skies + Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, + Oh, by all Thy pains and woe, + Suffered once for man below, + Bending from Thy throne on high, + Hear our solemn litany! + + 2. By Thy helpless infant years, + By Thy life of want and tears, + By Thy days of sore distress + In the savage wilderness, + By the dread, mysterious hour + Of th’ insulting Tempter’s power: + Turn, O turn, a favoring eye, + Hear our solemn litany! + + 3. By Thine hour of dire despair, + By Thine agony of prayer, + By the cross, the nail, the thorn, + Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; + By the gloom that veiled the skies + O’er the dreadful sacrifice: + Listen to our humble cry, + Hear our solemn litany! + + 4. By Thy deep expiring groan; + By the sad sepulchral stone; + By the vault, whose dark abode + Held in vain the rising God: + Oh, from earth to heaven restored, + Mighty, reascended Lord, + Listen, listen to the cry + Of our solemn litany! + + Robert Grant, 1815, a. + + +214 + + C. M. + + Alas! and did my Savior bleed, + And did my Sov’reign die? + Would He devote that sacred head + For such a worm as I? + + 2. Was it for crimes that I had done + He groaned upon the tree? + Amazing pity, grace unknown, + And love beyond degree! + + 3. Well might the sun in darkness hide + And shut his glories in + When God, the mighty Maker, died + For man the creature’s sin. + + 4. Thus might I hide my blushing face + While His dear Cross appears, + Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, + And melt my eyes in tears. + + 5. But drops of grief can ne’er repay + The debt of love I owe; + Here, Lord, I give myself away, + ’Tis all that I can do. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +BURIAL OF JESUS. + + +215 + + 4, 4, 7, 7, 6 + + O darkest woe! + Ye tears, forth flow! + Has earth so sad a wonder? + God the Father’s only Son + Now is buried yonder! + + 2. O sorrow dread + Our God is dead! + But by His expiation + Of our guilt upon the cross + Gained for us salvation. + + 3. O child of man! + It was the ban + Of death on thee that brought Him + Down to suffer for thy sins, + And such woe hath wrought Him. + + 4. See, stained with blood, + The Lamb of God, + The Bridegroom, lies before thee, + Pouring out His life that He + May to life restore thee. + + 5. O Ground of faith, + Laid low in death, + Sweet lips now silent sleeping! + Surely all that live must mourn + Here with bitter weeping. + + 6. O Virgin-born, + Thy death we mourn, + Thou lovely Star of gladness! + Who could see Thy reeking blood + Without grief and sadness? + + 7. Yea, blest is he + Whose heart shall be + Fixed here, who apprehendeth + Why the Lord of Glory thus + To the grave descendeth. + + 8. O Jesus blest, + My Help and Rest, + With tears I now entreat Thee: + Make me love Thee to the last, + Till in heaven I greet Thee! + + First stanza, anon.; J. Rist, 1641. + + +216 + + 4, 4, 7, 7, 6 + + So rest, my Rest, + Thou Ever-blest! + Thy grave with sinners making; + By Thy precious death from sin + My dead soul awaking. + + 2. After Thy strife, + Life of my life, + Thou’rt in the tomb reposing, + Round Thee now a rock-hewn grave, + Rock of Ages, closing. + + 3. How cold art Thou, + My Savior, now! + Thy fervent love hath driven + Thee into the cold, dark grave + That I might gain heaven. + + 4. Breath of all breath! + I know from death + Thou wilt my dust awaken; + Wherefore should I dread the grave + Or my faith be shaken? + + 5. To me the tomb + Shall be a room + Where I lie down on roses; + Who by faith hath conquered death + Sweetly there reposes. + + 6. The body dies— + Naught else—and lies + In dust until victorious + From the grave it shall arise + Beautiful and glorious. + + 7. Meantime I will, + My Savior, still + Deep in my bosom lay Thee, + Ever musing on Thy death. + Leave me not, I pray Thee! + + Sal. Franck, 1716. + + +217 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save, + Didst rest and slumber in the grave, + Now grant us all in Thee to rest + And here to live as seems Thee best. + + 2. Give us the strength, the dauntless faith, + That Thou hast purchased with Thy death + And lead us to that glorious place + Where we shall see the Father’s face. + + 3. O Lamb of God, who once wast slain, + We thank Thee for that bitter pain. + Let us share in Thy death that we + May enter into life with Thee. + + G. Werner, 1638; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + + + +EASTER. + + +218 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + Awake, my heart, with gladness, + See what to-day is done, + How after gloom and sadness + Comes forth the glorious Sun! + My Savior there was laid + Where our bed must be made + When to the realms of light + Our spirit wings its flight. + + 2. They in the grave did sink Him, + The Foe held jubilee; + Before he can bethink him, + Lo! Christ again is free, + And “Victory!” He cries + And waveth toward the skies + His banner, for the field + Is by the Hero held. + + 3. Upon the grave is standing + The Hero, looking round; + The Foe, no more withstanding, + His weapons on the ground + Throws down, his hellish power + To Christ he must give o’er + And to the Victor’s bands + Must yield his feet and hands. + + 4. This is a sight that gladdens + And fills my heart with glee; + Now naughtsoever saddens + My soul nor takes from me + My trust or fortitude + Or any precious good + Which by His victory + My Savior gained for me. + + 5. Hell and its prince, the devil, + Now of their power are shorn, + I now am safe from evil, + And sin I laugh to scorn. + Grim Death with all his might + Cannot my soul affright; + He is a powerless form, + Howe’er he rage and storm. + + 6. The world against me rageth, + Its fury I disdain; + Though bitter war it wageth, + Its work is all in vain. + My heart from care is free, + No trouble troubles me, + Misfortune now is play; + And night is bright as day. + + 7. I cleave now and forever + To Christ, a member true; + My Head will leave me never, + Whate’er He passeth through. + He treads the world beneath + His feet and conquers death + And hell and breaks sin’s thrall; + I’m with Him through it all. + + 8. To glory He ascendeth, + I follow Him fore’er, + For Christ, my Head, defendeth + His member from all care. + No enemy I fear + Because my Head is near; + My Savior is my Shield, + By Him all rage is stilled. + + 9. He brings me to the portal + That opens into bliss, + Where, graved in words immortal, + This golden scripture is: + “Who there are scorned with Me + Here with Me crowned shall be; + Who there with Me shall die + Shall here be raised as I!” + + Paul Gerhardt, 1649; J. Kelly, tr., a. + + +219 + + C. M. + + Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, + My Savior, and my Head, + I trust in Thee, whose powerful word + Hath raised Him from the dead. + + 2. Thou know’st for my offense He died + And rose again for me, + Fully and freely justified, + That I might live to Thee. + + 3. Eternal life to all mankind + Thou hast in Jesus giv’n; + And all who seek, in Him shall find + The happiness of heav’n. + + 4. Obedient faith, that waits on Thee, + Thou never wilt reprove; + But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me + And perfect me in love. + + 5. To Thee the glory of Thy power + And faithfulness I give. + I shall in Christ at that glad hour, + And Christ in me, shall live. + + Charles Wesley, 1742. + + +220 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Jesus Christ, my sure Defense + And my Savior, ever liveth; + Knowing this, my confidence + Rests upon the hope it giveth + Though thy night of death be fraught + Still with many an anxious thought. + + 2. Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! + I, too, unto life must waken; + Endless joy my Savior gives; + Shall my courage, then, be shaken? + Shall I fear, or could the Head + Rise and leave His members dead? + + 3. Nay, too closely am I bound + Unto Him by hope forever; + Faith’s strong hand the Rock hath found, + Grasped it, and will leave it never; + Even death now cannot part + From its Lord the trusting heart. + + 4. I am only flesh and blood, + And on this corruption seizeth; + But I know my Lord and God + From the grave my body raiseth + That with Him eternally + In His glory I may be. + + 5. Glorified, I shall again + With this skin then be enshrouded; + In this body I shall then + See my God with eyes unclouded; + In this flesh I then shall see + Jesus Christ eternally. + + 6. Then these eyes my Lord shall know, + My Redeemer and my Brother; + In His love my soul shall glow,— + I myself, and not another! + Only there shall disappear + Weakness in and round me here. + + 7. What now sickens, mourns, and sighs + Christ with Him in glory bringeth; + Earthly is the seed and dies, + Heavenly from the grave it springeth; + Natural is the death we die, + Spiritual our life on high. + + 8. Then take comfort, nay, rejoice! + For His members Christ will cherish; + Fear not, they will know His voice, + Though awhile they seem to perish, + When the final trump is heard + And the deaf, cold grave is stirred. + + 9. Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave + And at death no longer tremble; + For the Lord, who comes to save, + Round Him shall His saints assemble, + Raising them o’er all their foes, + Mortal weakness, fear, and woes. + + 10. Only draw away your heart + Now from pleasures base and hollow; + Would ye there with Christ have part, + Here His footsteps ye must follow; + Fix your hearts beyond the skies, + Whither ye yourselves would rise! + + Berlin, 1653; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +221 + + 7s + + “Christ the Lord is risen to-day,” + Sons of men and angels say. + Raise your joys and triumphs high; + Sing, ye heavens, and, earth, reply. + + 2. Love’s redeeming work is done, + Fought the fight, the battle won; + Lo! our Sun’s eclipse is o’er; + Lo! He sets in blood no more. + + 3. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; + Christ has burst the gates of hell. + Death in vain forbids His rise; + Christ has opened Paradise. + + 4. Lives again our glorious King; + Where, O Death, is now thy sting? + Dying once, He all doth save; + Where thy victory, O Grave? + + 5. Soar we now where Christ has led, + Following our exalted Head. + Made like Him, like Him we rise; + Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. + + 6. Hail the Lord of earth and heav’n! + Praise to Thee by both be giv’n! + Thee we greet triumphant now; + Hail, the Resurrection Thou! + + Charles Wesley, 1739. + + +222 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Jesus lives! No longer now + Can thy terrors, Death, appal me; + Jesus lives! by this I know + From the grave He will recall me. + Brighter scenes will then commence; + This shall be my confidence. + + 2. Jesus lives! To Him the throne + High o’er heaven and earth is given. + I shall go where He is gone, + Live and reign with Him in heaven. + God is pledged; weak doubtings, hence! + This shall be my confidence. + + 3. Jesus lives! For me He died, + Hence will I, to Jesus living, + Pure in heart and act abide, + Praise to Him and glory giving. + Freely God doth aid dispense; + This shall be my confidence. + + 4. Jesus lives! I know full well + Naught from me His love shall sever; + Life nor death nor powers of hell + Part me now from Christ forever. + God will be a sure Defense: + This shall be my confidence. + + 5. Jesus lives! Henceforth is death + But the gate of life immortal; + This shall calm my trembling breath + When I pass its gloomy portal. + Faith shall cry, as fails each sense, + “Jesus is my confidence!” + + C. F. Gellert, 1757; Frances E. Cox, tr., † 1864. + + +223 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Who is this that comes from Edom, + All His raiment stained with blood; + To the captive speaking freedom, + Bringing and bestowing good; + Glorious in the garb He wears, + Glorious in the spoil He bears? + + 2. ’Tis the Savior, now victorious, + Traveling onward in His might; + ’Tis the Savior; O how glorious + To His people is the sight! + Satan conquered and the grave, + Jesus now is strong to save. + + 3. Why that blood His raiment staining? + ’Tis the blood of many slain; + Of His foes there’s none remaining, + None the contest to maintain. + Fall’n they are, no more to rise; + All their glory prostrate lies. + + 4. Mighty Victor, reign forever, + Wear the crown so dearly won; + Never shall Thy people, never, + Cease to sing what Thou hast done. + Thou hast fought Thy people’s foes; + Thou hast healed Thy people’s woes. + + Thomas Kelly, 1809, a. + + +224 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 4 + + In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay, + For our offenses given; + But now the Lord is ris’n to-day + And brings us life from heaven. + Therefore let us all rejoice, + And praise our God with cheerful voice, + And sing loud hallelujahs. + Hallelujah! + + 2. No son of man could conquer Death, + Such mischief sin had wrought us, + For innocence dwelt not on earth, + And therefore Death had brought us + Into thraldom from of old + And ever grew more strong and bold + And kept us in his bondage. + Hallelujah! + + 3. But Jesus Christ, God’s only Son, + To our low state descended, + The cause of Death He has undone, + His power forever ended, + Ruined all his right and claim, + And left him nothing but the name,— + His sting is lost forever. + Hallelujah! + + 4. It was a strange and dreadful fray + When Death and Life contended; + But it was Life that won the day, + The reign of Death was ended. + Holy Scripture plainly saith + That Death is swallowed up by Death, + Made henceforth a derision. + Hallelujah! + + 6. Here the true Paschal Lamb we see, + Whom God so freely gave us; + He died on the accursed tree— + So strong His love!—to save us. + See, His blood doth mark our door; + Faith points to it, Death passes o’er. + The Murderer cannot harm us. + Hallelujah! + + 6. So let us keep the festival + With heartfelt exultation. + Christ is Himself the Joy of all, + The Sun of our salvation. + By His grace He doth impart + Eternal sunshine to the heart; + The night of sin is ended. + Hallelujah! + + 7. Then let us feast this Easter Day + On Christ, the Bread of heaven; + The Word of Grace hath purged away + The old and evil leaven; + Christ alone our souls will feed, + He is our meat and drink indeed, + Faith lives upon no other. + Hallelujah! + + Martin Luther, 1524. + + +225 + + 7s (with Hall.) + + Christ the Lord is risen again! + Christ has broken death’s strong chain! + Hark, the angels shout for joy, + Singing evermore on high: + Hallelujah! + + 2. He who gave for us His life, + Who for us endured the strife, + Is our Paschal Lamb to-day. + We, too, sing for joy and say: + Hallelujah! + + 3. He who bore all pain and loss + Comfortless upon the cross + Lives in glory now on high, + Pleads for us and hears our cry: + Hallelujah! + + 4. He whose path no records tell, + Who descended into hell, + Who the strong man armed hath bound, + Now in highest heaven is crowned: + Hallelujah! + + 5. He who slumbered in the grave + Is exalted now to save; + Now through Christendom it rings + That the Lamb is King of kings! + Hallelujah! + + 6. Now He bids us tell mankind + How all may salvation find, + How poor sinners are forgiv’n, + And through faith may enter heav’n: + Hallelujah! + + 7. Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed, + Christ, to-day Thy people feed; + Take our sins and guilt away + That we all may sing for aye: + Hallelujah! + + Bohemian Brethren, M. Weiss, 1531; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +226 + + 10, 6, 10, 9, 9, 4 + + I am content! My Jesus liveth still, + In whom my heart is pleased; + He hath fulfilled the Law of God for me, + God’s wrath He hath appeased. + Since Him from life death could not sever, + I also shall not die forever. + I am content! + + 2. I am content! My Jesus is my Head, + His member I will be; + He bowed His head, when on the cross He died, + With cries of agony; + How death is brought into subjection + For me, too, by His resurrection. + I am content! + + 3. I am content! My Jesus is my Lord, + My Prince of Life and Peace; + His loving heart is thirsting after man’s + Welfare and future bliss. + Where He, my Lord and Master, liveth, + His servant also He receiveth. + I am content! + + 4. I am content! My Jesus is my Light, + My radiant Sun of Grace. + His cheering rays beam blessings forth for all; + Sweet comfort, hope, and peace. + This Easter-sun brings life, salvation, + And everlasting exultation. + I am content! + + 5. I am content! Lord, draw me but to Thee + That from the dead I rise + With Thee, my Head, and enter cheerfully + Into Thy heavenly joys. + The fetters of my body sever, + Then shall my soul rejoice forever. + I am content! + + J. J. Moeller, 1704; A. Crull, tr. + + +227 + + L. M. + + Where wilt Thou go since night draws near, + O Jesus Christ, Thou Pilgrim dear? + Lord, make me happy, be my Guest, + And in my heart, oh, deign to rest. + + 2. Grant my request, O dearest Friend, + For truly I Thy best intend; + Thou knowest that Thou ever art + A welcome Guest unto my heart. + + 3. The day is now far spent and gone, + The shades of night come quickly on; + Then stay with me, Thou heavenly Light, + And do not leave me in this night. + + 4. Enlighten me that from the way + That leads to heaven I may not stray, + That I may never be misled, + Though night of sin is round me spread. + + 5. And when I on my death-bed lie, + Help me and let me gently die. + Abide! I will not let Thee go! + Thou wilt not leave me, Lord, I know. + + E. C. Homburg, † 1681; A. Crull, tr., a. + + +228 + + C. M. + + Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife, + Welcome from out the cave! + To-day we triumph in Thy life + Around Thine empty grave. + + 2. Our enemy is put to shame, + His short-lived triumph o’er; + Our God is with us, we exclaim; + We fear our foe no more. + + 3. The dwellings of the just resound + With songs of victory; + For in their midst Thou, Lord, art found + And bringest peace with Thee. + + 4. O let Thy conquering banner wave + O’er hearts Thou makest free; + And point the path that from the grave + Leads heavenward up to Thee. + + 5. We bury all our sin and crime + Deep in our Savior’s tomb + And seek the treasure there that time + And change can ne’er consume. + + 6. Fearless we lay us in the tomb + And sleep the night away; + For Thou art there to break the gloom + And call us back to-day. + + B. Schmolck, 1712; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +229 + + L. M. + + I know that my Redeemer lives! + What comfort this sweet sentence gives! + He lives, He lives, who once was dead, + He lives, my ever-living Head. + + 2. He lives triumphant from the grave, + He lives eternally to save, + He lives all-glorious in the sky, + He lives exalted there on high. + + 3. He lives to bless me with His love, + He lives to plead for me above, + He lives my hungry soul to feed, + He lives to help in time of need. + + 4. He lives to grant me rich supply, + He lives to guide me with His eye, + He lives to hear my soul’s complaint, + He lives to comfort me when faint. + + 5. He lives to silence all my fears, + He lives to wipe away my tears, + He lives to calm my troubled heart, + He lives all blessings to impart. + + 6. He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend, + He lives and loves me to the end; + He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing; + He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King! + + 7. He lives and grants me daily breath; + He lives, and I shall conquer death; + He lives my mansion to prepare; + He lives to bring me safely there. + + 8. He lives, all glory to His name! + He lives, my Jesus, still the same. + O the sweet joy this sentence gives, + “I know that my Redeemer lives!” + + Samuel Medley, 1775. + + +230 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou, + Grim death Thou hast o’erpowered now, + Thou dost destroy hell’s gate and chain, + Dost on the third day rise again. + + 2. Thou grantest to Thy friends the grace + To look again upon Thy face + And showest them the glorious prize + Won when from death Thou didst arise. + + 3. Grant that we and all Christians may + Partake of this great joy to-day + Which by Thy resurrection Thou + To all men freely givest now. + + 4. Grant us that we may rise from sin, + A holy life to lead begin, + Till we, from sin and pain set free, + In endless Easter live with Thee. + + B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., a. + + + + +ASCENSION. + + +231 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph; + See the King in royal state, + Riding on the clouds, His chariot, + To His heavenly palace gate! + Hark! the choirs of angel voices + Joyful alleluias sing, + And the portals high are lifted + To receive their heav’nly King. + + 2. Who is this that comes in glory, + With the trump of jubilee? + Lord of battles, God of armies,— + He hath gained the victory. + He who on the cross did suffer, + He who from the grave arose, + He has vanquished sin and Satan; + He by death has spoiled His foes. + + 3. While He raised His hands in blessing, + He was parted from His friends, + While their eager eyes behold Him, + He upon the clouds ascends; + He who walked with God and pleased Him, + Preaching truth and doom to come, + He, our Enoch, is translated + To His everlasting home. + + 4. How our heav’nly Aaron enters + With His blood within the veil; + Joshua now is come to Canaan, + And the kings before Him quail; + Now He plants the tribes of Israel + In their promised resting-place; + Now our great Elijah offers + Double portion of His grace. + + 5. Thou hast raised our human nature + On the clouds to God’s right hand; + There we sit in heav’nly places, + There with Thee in glory stand. + Jesus reigns, adored by angels; + Man with God is on the throne; + Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension + We by faith behold our own. + + C. Wordsworth, 1862. + + +232 + + L. M. + + Our Lord is risen from the dead, + Our Jesus is gone up on high; + The powers of hell are captive led, + The Victor rises to the sky. + + 2. There His triumphal chariot waits, + And angels chant the solemn lay: + “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! + Ye everlasting doors, give way!” + + 3. Loose all your bars of massy light + And wide unfold the radiant scene. + He claims these mansions as His right; + Receive the King of Glory in. + + 4. Who is the King of Glory, who? + The Lord, who all His foes o’ercame, + The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew; + And Jesus is the Conqueror’s name. + + 5. Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, + And angels chant the solemn lay: + “Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; + Ye everlasting doors, give way!” + + 6. Who is the King of Glory, who? + The Lord, of glorious power possest, + The King of saints and angels too, + God over all, forever blest! + + Charles Wesley, 1741. + + +233 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6 + + Lo, God to heaven ascendeth! + Throughout its regions vast + With shouts triumphant blendeth + The trumpet’s thrilling blast: + Sing praise to Christ the Lord! + Sing praise with exultation, + King of each heathen nation, + The God of hosts adored! + + 2. With joy is heaven resounding, + Christ’s glad return to see; + Behold the saints surrounding + The Lord who set them free. + Bright myriads, thronging, come; + The cherub band rejoices, + And loud seraphic voices + Welcome Messiah home. + + 3. No more the way is hidden + Since Christ, our Head, arose; + No more to man forbidden + The road that heav’nward goes. + Our Lord is gone before; + But here He will not leave us, + In heaven He’ll soon receive us; + He opens wide the door. + + 4. Christ is our place preparing; + To heaven we, too, shall rise + And, joys angelic sharing, + Be where our Treasure lies. + There may each heart be found, + Where Jesus Christ has entered; + There let our hopes be centered, + Our course still heavenward bound! + + 5. May we, His servants, thither + In heart and mind ascend; + And let us sing together: + “We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend, + Thee, God’s anointed Son, + Our Life, and Way to heaven, + To whom all power is given, + Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!” + + 6. Farewell with all thy treasures, + O world, to falsehood giv’n! + Thy dross gives no true pleasures; + We seek the joys of heav’n. + The Savior is our Prize; + He comforts us in sadness + And fills our hearts with gladness; + To Him we lift our eyes. + + 7. When, on our vision dawning, + Will break the wished-for hour + Of that all-glorious morning + When Christ shall come with power? + O come, thou welcome day! + When we, our Savior meeting, + His second advent greeting, + Shall hail the heaven-sent ray. + + G. W. Sacer, 1661; F. E. Cox, tr., a. + + +234 + + 4, 4, 7, 4, 4, 7 + + Draw us to Thee, + For then shall we + Walk in Thy steps forever + And hasten on + Where Thou art gone + To be with Thee, dear Savior. + + 2. Draw us to Thee, + Lord, lovingly; + Let us depart with gladness + That we may be + Forever free + From sorrow, grief, and sadness. + + 3. Draw us to Thee; + O grant that we + May find the road to heaven. + Direct our way, + Lest we should stray + And from Thy paths be driven. + + 4. Draw us to Thee, + That also we + Thy heavenly bliss inherit + And ever dwell + Where sin and hell + No more can vex our spirit. + + 5. Draw us to Thee + Unceasingly, + Into Thy kingdom take us; + Let us fore’er + Thy glory share, + Thy saints and joint heirs make us. + + Fr. Funcke, † 1699; A. Crull, tr. + + +235 + + L. M. + + A hymn of glory let us sing; + New songs throughout the world shall ring: + By a new way none ever trod + Christ mounteth to the throne of God. + + 2. May our affections thither tend + And thither constantly ascend + Where, seated on the Father’s throne, + Thee reigning in the heavens we own! + + 3. Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord, + Who wilt be ever our Reward; + And as the countless ages flee, + May all our glory be in Thee! + + 4. All glory to the Father be, + All glory, Jesus Christ, to Thee, + Who didst to heaven above ascend, + And to the Spirit, without end. + + Bede, † 735; Elizabeth R. Charles, 1858. + + +236 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home, + I, too, that home one day must share; + And in this hope I overcome + All doubt, all anguish, and despair; + For where the Head is, well we know, + The members He has left below + In time He surely gathers. + + 2. Since Christ has reached His glorious throne + And mighty gifts henceforth are His, + My heart can rest in heaven alone, + On earth my Lord I always miss; + I long to be with Him on high, + My heart and thoughts forever fly + Where is my only Treasure. + + 3. From Thy ascension let such grace, + Dear Lord, be ever found in me, + That steadfast faith may guide my ways + With step unfalt’ring up to Thee, + And at Thy voice I may depart + With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art; + Lord, hear my supplication! + + J. Wegelin, 1637; C. Winkworth, tr. + + + + +SESSION. + + +237 + + C. M. + + The Head that once was crowned with thorns + Is crowned with glory now; + A royal diadem adorns + The mighty Victor’s brow. + + 2. The highest place that heaven affords + Is His by sovereign right, + The King of kings and Lord of lords, + And heaven’s eternal Light; + + 3. The Joy of all who dwell above, + The Joy of all below, + To whom He manifests His love + And grants His name to know. + + 4. To them the cross, with all its shame, + With all its grace, is given; + Their name an everlasting name, + Their joy the joy of heaven. + + 5. They suffer with their Lord below, + They reign with Him above, + Their profit and their joy to know + The mystery of His love. + + 6. The cross He bore is life and health, + Though shame and death to Him: + His people’s hope, His people’s wealth, + Their everlasting theme. + + Thomas Kelly, 1820. + + +238 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Hark! ten thousand harps and voices + Sound the note of praise above; + Jesus reigns, and Heaven rejoices,— + Jesus reigns, the God of Love. + See, He sits on yonder throne: + Jesus rules the world alone. + + 2. Christians, come, unite your praises + With the angels round His throne; + Soon, we hope, our God will raise us + To the place where He is gone. + Meet it is that we should sing, + “Glory, glory, to our King!” + + 3. Sing how Jesus came from heaven, + How He bore the cross below, + How all power to Him is given, + How He reigns in glory now; + ’Tis a great and endless theme, + Oh, ’tis sweet to sing of Him! + + 4. Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens + All above and makes it fair. + Lord of Life, Thy smile enlightens, + Cheers, and charms Thy people here. + When we think of love like Thine, + Lord, we own it love divine. + + 5. King of Glory, reign forever; + Thine an everlasting crown. + Nothing from Thy love shall sever + Those whom Thou hast made Thine own, + Happy objects of Thy grace, + Destined to behold Thy face. + + 6. Savior, hasten Thine appearing; + Bring, O bring the glorious day + When, the awful summons hearing, + Heaven and earth shall pass away; + Then with golden harps we’ll sing, + “Glory, glory, to our King!” + + Thomas Kelly, 1806, a. + + +239 + + L. M. (with Hall.) + + We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, + That Thou didst into heaven ascend, + O mighty God, Immanuel; + Make soul and body strong and well. + Hallelujah! + + 2. Now all His Christians can rejoice + And sing His praise with cheerful voice: + Glory to God in heaven’s high throne, + Our Brother is God’s only Son. + Hallelujah! + + 3. Ascended to His throne on high, + He yet to us is always nigh; + As God and man He ever reigns + And infinite in power remains. + Hallelujah! + + 4. Above all heavens in glory raised, + Forever by all angels praised, + All human beings rules our Lord, + All creatures must obey His word. + Hallelujah! + + 5. He rules and reigns at God’s right hand + And has all power at His command, + All things are subject to His rod— + The Son of man and Son of God. + Hallelujah! + + 6. The world, sin, Satan, death, and hell + Are vanquished by Immanuel. + Dispute who will His mighty reign, + He still the Victor must remain. + Hallelujah! + + 7. The man who trusts in Him is blest + And finds in Him eternal rest; + This world’s allurements we despise + And fix on Christ alone our eyes. + Hallelujah! + + 8. We trust in Him, our Lord and God, + Who hath redeemed us by His blood; + He captive led captivity, + From bitter death to set us free. + Hallelujah! + + 9. We, therefore, heartily rejoice + And sing His praise with cheerful voice: + Our Brother, our own flesh and blood, + Is God and King, our greatest Good. + Hallelujah! + + 10. Through Him we heirs of heaven are made; + O Brother, Christ, extend Thine aid + That we may firmly trust in Thee + And live through Thee eternally. + Hallelujah! + + 11. Amen, Amen, O Lord! we cry; + Do Thou, who art exalted high, + In Thy pure doctrine keep our hearts + And shield us from the devil’s arts. + Hallelujah! + + Praetorius’s _Musae Sioniae_, 1607. + + + + +INTERCESSION. + + +240 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Arise, my soul, arise, + Shake off thy guilty fears, + The bleeding Sacrifice + In my behalf appears; + Before the throne my Surety stands, + My name is written on His hands. + + 2. He ever lives above + For me to intercede, + His all-redeeming love, + His precious blood to plead; + His blood atoned for all our race + And sprinkles now the throne of grace. + + 3. Five bleeding wounds He bears, + Received on Calvary; + They pour effectual prayers, + They strongly speak for me; + Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, + Nor let that ransomed sinner die! + + 4. The Father hears Him pray, + His dear Anointed One; + He cannot turn away, + Cannot refuse His Son; + His Spirit answers to the blood + And tells me I am born of God. + + 5. My God is reconciled, + His pardoning voice I hear; + He owns me for His child, + I can no longer fear; + With confidence I now draw nigh + And “Father, Abba, Father!” cry. + + Charles Wesley, 1742, a. + + +241 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Th’ atoning work is done, + The Victim’s blood is shed, + And Jesus now is gone + His people’s cause to plead: + He stands in heaven their great High Priest + And bears their names upon His breast. + + 2. He sprinkled with His blood + The mercy-seat above; + For justice had withstood + The purposes of love; + But justice now withstands no more, + And mercy yields her boundless store. + + 3. No temple made with hands + His place of service is; + In heaven itself He stands, + A heavenly priesthood His. + In Him the shadows of the Law + Are all fulfilled and now withdraw. + + 4. And though awhile He be + Hid from the eyes of men, + His people look to see + Their great High Priest again; + In brightest glory He will come + And take His waiting people home. + + Thomas Kelly, 1806. + + +242 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus! + Hail, Thou Galilean King! + Thou didst suffer to release us; + Thou didst free salvation bring. + Hail, Thou agonizing Savior, + Bearer of our sin and shame! + By Thy merits we find favor; + Life is given through Thy name. + + 2. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed. + All our sins on Thee were laid; + By almighty love anointed, + Thou hast full atonement made. + All Thy people are forgiven + Through the virtue of Thy blood; + Open is the gate of heaven, + Peace is made ’twixt man and God. + + 3. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, + There forever to abide; + All the heavenly host adore Thee, + Seated at Thy Father’s side. + There for sinners Thou art pleading, + There Thou dost our place prepare, + Ever for us interceding, + Till in glory we appear. + + 4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing + Thou art worthy to receive; + Loudest praises, without ceasing, + Meet it is for us to give. + Help, ye bright angelic spirits, + Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; + Help to sing our Savior’s merits, + Help to chant Immanuel’s praise. + + John Bakewell, 1757; Stanza 3 by M. Toplady, 1776. + + +243 + + 7s + + Hail the day that sees Him rise, + To His throne above the skies! + Christ, the Lamb for sinners given, + Reascends His native heaven. + + 2. There the glorious triumph waits: + Lift your heads, eternal gates; + He hath conquered death and sin; + Take the King of Glory in! + + 3. Him though highest heaven receives, + Still He loves the earth He leaves; + Though returning to His throne, + Still He calls mankind His own. + + 4. See, He lifts His hands above; + See, He shows the prints of love. + Hark! His gracious lips bestow + Blessings on His Church below. + + 5. Still for us His death He pleads; + Prevalent, He intercedes; + Near Himself prepares our place, + Harbinger of human race. + + 6. There we shall with Thee remain + Partners of Thy endless reign; + There Thy face unclouded see, + Find our heaven of heavens in Thee. + + Charles Wesley, 1739. + + +244 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Jesus, my great High Priest, + Offered His blood and died; + My guilty conscience seeks + No sacrifice beside. + His powerful blood did once atone, + And now it pleads before the throne. + + 2. To this dear Surety’s hand + Will I commit my cause; + He answers and fulfils + His Father’s broken laws. + Behold my soul at freedom set; + My Surety paid the dreadful debt. + + 3. My Advocate appears + For my defense on high; + The Father bows His ears + And lays His thunder by. + Not all that hell or sin can say + Shall turn His heart, His love, away. + + 4. Should all the hosts of death + And powers of hell unknown + Put their most dreadful forms + Of rage and mischief on, + I shall be safe, for Christ displays + Superior power and guardian grace. + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +245 + + C. M. + + I know that my Redeemer lives + And ever prays for me; + A token of His love He gives, + A pledge of liberty. + + 2. I find Him lifting up my head; + He brings salvation near; + His presence makes me free indeed, + And He will soon appear. + + 3. He wills that I should holy be; + What can withstand His will? + The counsel of His grace in me + He surely shall fulfil. + + 4. Jesus, I hang upon Thy word: + I steadfastly believe + Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord, + And to Thyself receive. + + 5. When God is mine and I am His, + Of Paradise possest, + I taste unutterable bliss + And everlasting rest. + + Charles Wesley, 1742, abr. + + + + +PENTECOST. + + +246 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, + God from all eternity! + Let us Thy blest grace inherit + And our souls be filled with Thee; + Then shall spirit, life, and light + Drive away our inner night. + + 2. Grant our hearts Thy heavenly treasure: + Wisdom, counsel, purity, + That in naught we may take pleasure + Save in that which pleaseth Thee. + Let Thy knowledge spread and grow, + Working error’s overthrow. + + 3. Lead us to our soul’s salvation, + Keep us in the paths of grace, + Shield us from the world’s temptation + That might foil us in the race; + When we stumble, hear our call, + Work repentance for our fall. + + 4. Let us trust Thy witness wholly + That we children are of God + Who rely upon Him solely + When they pass beneath the rod; + For the Father’s chastenings + Bless above all earthly things. + + 5. Prompt us e’er to come before Him + Joyously with hope in view; + Sigh in us when we implore Him, + Ever plead for us anew; + Then our prayer shall not be vain, + And our faith new strength shall gain. + + 6. If our soul for comfort languish + And despondency grow strong, + That the heart must cry in anguish: + “O my God, my God, how long!” + Comfort then the aching breast, + Grant us courage, patience, rest. + + 7. Mighty Spirit of reliance, + Sure Defense in all our need, + When the foe bids us defiance, + Bid Thy work in us Godspeed! + Grant us weapons for the strife + And with victory crown our life. + + 8. Guard, O God, our faith forever; + Let not Satan, death, or shame + Ever part us from our Savior; + Lord, our Refuge is Thy name. + Though our flesh would fain say Nay, + Be Thy Word to us still Yea. + + 9. And when death life’s thread is rending, + Then assure us yet the more, + As the heirs of life unending, + Of the glory there in store + Which can never be exprest, + But with which we shall be blest. + + H. Held, † 1659. + + +247 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8 + + O Holy Spirit, enter in, + And in our hearts Thy work begin, + Thy temple deign to make us; + Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine, + Around and in us brightly shine, + To joy and gladness wake us. + That we To Thee + Truly living, To Thee giving + Prayer unceasing, + May in love be still increasing. + + 2. Give to Thy Word impressive power + That in our hearts, from this good hour, + As fire it may be glowing; + That we confess the Father, Son, + And Thee, the Spirit, Three in One, + Thy glory ever showing. + O stay And sway + Our souls ever That they never + May forsake Thee, + But by faith their refuge make Thee. + + 3. Thou Fountain, whence all wisdom flows + Which God on pious hearts bestows, + Grant us Thy consolation + That in our pure faith’s unity + We faithful witnesses may be + Of grace that brings salvation. + Hear us, Cheer us + By Thy teaching; Let our preaching + And our labor + Praise Thee, Lord, and bless our neighbor. + + 4. Left to ourselves, we shall but stray; + O lead us on the narrow way, + With wisest counsel guide us + And give us steadfastness that we + May ever faithful prove to Thee + Whatever woes betide us. + Lord, now Heal Thou + All hearts broken And betoken + Thou art near us, + Whom we trust to light and cheer us. + + 3. Thy heavenly strength sustain our heart + That we may act the valiant part + With Thee as our Reliance; + Be Thou our Refuge and our Shield + That we may never quit the field, + But stand in bold defiance. + Descend, Defend + From all errors And earth’s terrors; + Thy salvation + Be our constant consolation. + + 6. O mighty Rock, O Source of Life, + Let Thy dear Word, mid doubt and strife, + Be so within us burning + That we be faithful unto death, + In Thy pure love and holy faith, + From Thee true wisdom learning. + Thy grace And peace + On us shower; By Thy power + Christ confessing, + Let us win our Savior’s blessing. + + 7. O gentle Dew, from heaven now fall + With power upon the hearts of all, + Thy tender love instilling, + That heart to heart more closely bound, + In kindly deeds be fruitful found, + The law of love fulfilling; + Then, Lord, Discord + Shall not grieve Thee; We receive Thee; + Where Thou livest, + Peace and love and joy Thou givest. + + 8. Grant that our days, while life shall last, + In purest holiness be passed, + Be Thou our Strength forever; + Grant that our hearts henceforth be free + From sinful lust and vanity, + Which us from Thee must sever. + Keep Thou Pure now + From offenses Heart and senses. + Blessed Spirit, + Let us heavenly life inherit. + + Michael Schirmer, 1640; Stanza 2 anon., c. 1660. + + +248 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 + + Send, O God, a gentle shower, + For my heart is dry as sand; + Father, bathe Thy drooping flower, + Water Thou Thy thirsty land; + Let Thy Holy Spirit’s boon + O’er me from Thy heavenly throne + Like abundant streams be flowing, + Blessings on my heart bestowing. + + 2. By a human father, even + Though he is by sin defiled, + Only good gifts will be given + Unto a beloved child; + How much more dost Thou the same, + For “Good Father” is Thy name! + Thou wilt send to me Thy Spirit; + Thy good gifts I shall inherit. + + 3. Jesus, who for my salvation + To the Father didst ascend. + Hear my earnest supplication, + Unto me Thy Spirit send; + Let the Comforter for aye + Bide with me, my Strength and Stay, + That in faith I may not waver, + Steadfast in the truth forever. + + 4. Holy Ghost, Strength of the simple, + O make Thine abode with me, + Let me ever be Thy temple; + Cheerfully I welcome Thee. + Do Thou purify my heart, + Cast out all things that might part + Me from those sweet joys of heaven + Which by Thee to faith are given. + + 5. With Thy gifts my heart endowing, + Make it new and clean and fair; + Let in true love it be glowing, + Living in Thy grace fore’er; + Give me courage bold and good, + Sanctify my flesh and blood, + Let me, trusting in Christ’s merit, + Worship God in truth and spirit. + + 6. Thus myself I will deliver, + Lord, to Thee; my soul shall strive + Only after heaven forever + Until there I shall arrive + Where the Father and the Son + And Thyself in heaven’s high throne + I shall praise and all Thy treasures + In angelic, heavenly measures. + + M. Kraemer, 1683; A. Crull, tr. + + +249 + + 8, 8, 8, 7 + + Come, God, Creator, Holy Ghost, + And visit Thou the souls of men; + Fill them with graces, as Thou dost, + Thy creatures make pure again. + + 2. For Comforter Thy name we call, + Sweet Gift of God most high above, + A holy Unction to us all, + A living Fount, Fire, and Love. + + 3. Our minds enlighten and refresh, + Deep in our hearts let love burn bright; + Thou know’st the weakness of our flesh; + O strengthen us with Thy might. + + 4. Thou with Thy wondrous sevenfold gifts, + The Finger art of God’s right hand; + The Father’s Word Thou sendest swift + On tongues of fire to each land. + + 5. Drive far from us our wily foe, + Grant us Thy blessed peace within, + That in Thy footsteps we may go + And shun the dark ways of sin. + + 6. Teach us to know the Father well + And Jesus Christ, His Son, our Lord, + That in our hearts true faith may dwell, + Spirit of both, aye adored! + + 7. To God the Father, God the Son, + Who from the dead is risen again, + And God the Spirit, Three in One, + Be evermore praise. Amen. + + From the Latin _Veni, Creator Spiritus_, Martin Luther, 1524; + L. W. Bacon, tr., a. + + +250 + + L. M. + + Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, + O shed Thine influence from above + And still from age to age convey + The wonders of this sacred day. + + 2. In every clime, by every tongue, + Be God’s surpassing glory sung; + Let all the listening earth be taught + The wonders by our Savior wrought. + + 3. Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide, + Still o’er Thy holy Church preside; + Still let mankind Thy blessings prove, + Spirit of mercy, truth, and love. + + Anon., 1774. + + +251 + + L. M. + + O Holy Ghost, eternal God, + Blest Comfort for life’s rugged road, + With all my heart I pray to Thee; + Hear my entreaty graciously. + + 2. O Lord, be Thou my Comforter + Lest in my sins I might despair; + Protect me from the snares of hell, + Grant that in Jesus Christ I dwell; + + 3. That always I may ready be + To serve this Master faithfully + And own Him in true living faith + My Lord and Savior unto death. + + 4. O lead me in the narrow way + And from the fold let me not stray, + That when this mortal frame I leave, + The crown of life I may receive. + + B. Helder, † 1635; A. Crull, tr. + + +252 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6 + + O enter, Lord, Thy temple, + Be Thou my spirit’s Guest, + Who gavest me, the earth-born, + A second birth more blest. + Thou in the Godhead, Lord, + Though here to dwell Thou deignest, + Forever equal reignest, + Art equally adored. + + 2. O enter, let me know Thee + And feel Thy power within, + The power that breaks our fetters + And rescues us from sin; + So wash and cleanse Thou me + That I may serve Thee truly + And render honor duly + With perfect heart to Thee. + + 3. An olive wild by nature + Thou graftedst me anew; + Death preyed upon my vitals + And claimed me as his due: + But Christ’s atoning blood, + In death true comfort granting, + Drowned death with all his vaunting, + In His baptismal flood. + + 4. Thou art, O Holy Spirit, + The true anointing Oil, + Through which are consecrated + Soul, body, ease, and toil + To Christ, whose guardian wings, + Where’er their lot appointed, + Protect His own anointed, + His prophets, priests, and kings. + + 5. ’Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest + The soul to pray aright; + Thy songs have sweetest music, + Thy prayers have wondrous might; + Unheard they cannot fall, + They pierce the highest heaven, + Till He His help hath given + Who surely helpeth all. + + 6. Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit, + Thou wouldst not have us pine; + In darkest hours Thy comfort + Doth aye most brightly shine; + And oh, how oft Thy voice + Hath shed its sweetness o’er me + And opened heaven before me + And bid my heart rejoice! + + 7. All love is Thine, O Spirit; + Thou hatest enmity; + Thou lovest peace and friendship, + All strife wouldst have us flee; + Where wrath and discord reign, + Thy whisper inly pleadeth + And to the heart that heedeth + Brings love and light again. + + 8. The whole wide world, O Spirit, + Upon Thy hands doth rest; + Our wayward hearts Thou turnest + As it may seem Thee best; + Once more Thy power make known, + As Thou hast done so often, + Convert the wicked, soften + Thou all the hearts of stone. + + 9. O Holy Spirit, hear us + And make our sorrow cease; + Thy scattered flock restore now + To union, joy, and peace; + Bid flourish once again + The lands by men forsaken, + The churches spoiled and shaken + By war’s unhallowed train. + + 10. On those that rule our country, + Oh! shower Thy blessings down + And in Thy loving-kindness + Adorn, as with a crown, + With piety our youth, + With godliness our nation, + That all, to gain salvation, + May know Thy heavenly truth. + + 11. With holy zeal then fill us + To keep the faith still pure; + And bless our lands and houses + With wealth that may endure; + And make the Foe to flee, + Who in us with Thee striveth, + From out our heart he driveth + Whate’er delighteth Thee. + + 12. Grant steadfastness and courage + That bravely we contend + Against the wiles of Satan; + O Lord, Thy flock defend! + Help us to battle well, + To triumph o’er the devil, + To overcome the evil + And all the powers of hell. + + 13. Direct our paths in all things + According to Thy mind, + And when this life is over + And all must be resigned, + O grant us then to die + With calm and fearless spirit + And after death inherit + Eternal life on high. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653. + + +253 + + 7s + + Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine, + Let Thy light within me shine; + All my guilty fears remove, + Fill me with Thy heavenly love. + + 2. Speak Thy pardoning grace to me, + Set the burdened sinner free; + Lead me to the Lamb of God, + Wash me in His precious blood. + + 3. Life and peace to me impart; + Seal salvation on my heart; + Dwell Thyself within my breast, + Earnest of eternal rest. + + 4. Let me never from Thee stray, + Keep me in the narrow way; + Fill my soul with joy divine; + Keep me, Lord, forever Thine. + + John Stocker, 1777, a. + + +254 + + 8, 6, 8, 6, 8, 8 + + Let songs of praises fill the sky: + Christ, our ascended Lord, + Sends down His Spirit from on high + According to His word: + All hail the day of Pentecost, + The coming of the Holy Ghost! + + 2. The Spirit by His heavenly breath + Creates new life within; + He quickens sinners from the death + Of trespasses and sin: + All hail the day of Pentecost, + The coming of the Holy Ghost! + + 3. The things of Christ the Spirit takes + And shows them unto men; + The fallen soul His temple makes; + God’s image stamps again: + All hail the day of Pentecost, + The coming of the Holy Ghost! + + 4. Come, Holy Spirit, from above + With Thy celestial fire; + Come and with flames of zeal and love + Our hearts and tongues inspire! + Be this our day of Pentecost, + The coming of the Holy Ghost! + + Thomas Cotterill, 1819. + + +255 + + C. M. + + Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, + With all Thy quickening powers; + Kindle a flame of sacred love + In these cold hearts of ours. + + 2. See how we grovel here below, + Fond of these earthly toys; + Our souls, how heavily they go + To reach eternal joys! + + 3. In vain we tune our formal songs, + In vain we strive to rise; + Hosannas languish on our tongues, + And our devotion dies. + + 4. Dear Lord, and shall we ever live + At this poor, dying rate— + Our love so cold, so faint to Thee, + And Thine to us so great? + + 5. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, + With all Thy quickening powers, + Come, shed abroad a Savior’s love, + And that shall kindle ours. + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +256 + + 6, 5, 6, 5 + + Holy Spirit, hear us + On this sacred day; + Come to us with blessing, + Come with us to stay. + + 2. Come as once Thou camest + To the faithful few, + Patiently awaiting + Jesus’ promise true. + + 3. Up to heaven ascending, + Our dear Lord has gone; + Yet His little children + Leaves He not alone. + + 4. To His blessed promise + Now in faith we cling. + Comforter, most holy! + Spread o’er us Thy wing. + + 5. Lighten Thou our darkness, + Be Thyself our Light; + Strengthen Thou our weakness, + Spirit of all might. + + 6. Spirit of adoption, + Make us overflow + With Thy sevenfold blessing + And in grace to grow. + + 7. Into Christ baptizèd + Grant that we may be, + Day and night, dear Spirit, + Perfected by Thee! + + J. Mohr, 1818; C. F. Hernamann, tr. + + +257 + + 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 9, 9, 8 + + Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord! + Be all Thy graces now outpoured + On each believer’s mind and heart; + Thy fervent love to them impart. + Lord, by the brightness of Thy light + Thou in the faith dost men unite + Of every tongue and every nation; + We, therefore, sing with exultation: + Hallelujah! Hallelujah! + + 2. Thou holy Light, Guide Divine, + O cause the Word of Life to shine; + Teach us to know our God aright + And call Him Father with delight. + From error, Lord, our souls defend + That they on Christ alone attend, + In Him with living faith abiding, + In Him with all their might confiding. + Hallelujah! Hallelujah! + + 3. Thou holy Fire, Source of rest, + Grant that, with joy and hope possest, + We always in Thy service stay + And trouble drive us not away. + Lord, by Thy power prepare each heart, + To our weak nature strength impart + That firmly here we be contending, + Through life and death to Thee ascending. + Hallelujah! Hallelujah! + + From the Latin _Veni, Sancte Spiritus_; Martin Luther, 1524. + + +258 + + S. M. + + Come, Holy Spirit, come! + Let Thy bright beams arise; + Dispel the sorrow from our minds, + The darkness from our eyes. + + 2. Revive our drooping faith, + Our doubts and fears remove, + And kindle in our breasts the flame + Of never-dying love. + + 3. Convince us of our sin, + Then lead to Jesus’ blood, + And to our wondering view reveal + The mercies of our God. + + 4. ’Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, + To sanctify the soul, + To pour fresh life on every part, + And new-create the whole. + + 5. Dwell, therefore, in our hearts; + Our minds from bondage free; + Then shall we know and praise and love + The Father, Son, and Thee. + + Joseph Hart, 1759. + + +259 + + 7s + + Holy Ghost, with light divine + Shine upon this heart of mine; + Chase the shades of night away, + Turn the darkness into day. + + 2. Let me see my Savior’s face, + Let me all His beauties trace; + Show those glorious truths to me + Which are only known to Thee. + + 3. Holy Ghost, with power divine + Cleanse this guilty heart of mine; + In Thy mercy pity me, + From sin’s bondage set me free. + + 4. Holy Ghost, with joy divine + Cheer this saddened heart of mine; + Yield a sacred, settled peace, + Let it grow and still increase. + + 5. Holy Spirit, all divine, + Dwell within this heart of mine; + Cast down every idol-throne, + Reign supreme and reign alone. + + 6. See, to Thee I yield my heart, + Shed Thy life through every part; + A pure temple I would be, + Wholly dedicate to Thee. + + Andrew Reed, 1817. + + +260 + + 9, 9, 11, 10, 4 + + Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost + For the true faith which we need the most + And that He defend us when life is ending + And from exile home we shall be wending. + Lord, have mercy! + + 2. Shine in our hearts, O most precious Light, + That we Jesus Christ may know aright, + Clinging to our Savior, whose blood has bought us, + Who again to our true home has brought us. + Lord, have mercy! + + 3. Thou sweetest Love, grace on us bestow, + Set our hearts with heavenly fire aglow, + That with hearts united we love each other, + Of one mind, in peace with every brother. + Lord, have mercy! + + 4. Thou highest Comfort in every need! + Grant that neither shame nor death we heed, + That e’en then our courage may never fail us + When at last th’ Accuser shall assail us. + Lord, have mercy! + + Martin Luther, 1524; Stanza 1, 13th century. + + + + +TRINITY. + + +261 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + All glory be to God on high, + Who hath our race befriended! + To us no harm shall now come nigh, + The strife at last is ended; + God showeth His good will to men, + And peace shall reign on earth again; + O thank Him for His goodness! + + 2. We praise, we worship Thee, we trust, + And give Thee thanks forever, + O Father, that Thy rule is just + And wise and changes never. + Thy boundless power o’er all things reigns, + Done is whate’er Thy will ordains: + Well for us that Thou rulest! + + 3. O Jesus Christ, Thou only Son + Of God, Thy heavenly Father, + Who didst for all our sins atone + And the lost sheep dost gather: + Thou Lamb of God, to Thee on high, + From out our depths, we sinners cry, + Have mercy on us, Jesus! + + 4. O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift, + Thou Comforter unfailing, + O’er Satan’s snares our souls uplift + And let Thy power availing + Avert our woes and calm our dread; + For us the Savior’s blood was shed, + We trust in Thee to save us. + + N. Decius, 1526; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +262 + + 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + Come, Thou almighty King, + Help us Thy name to sing, + Help us to praise! + Father all glorious, + O’er all victorious, + Come and reign over us, + Ancient of Days. + + 2. Jesus, our Lord, arise, + Scatter our enemies, + And make them fall. + Let Thine almighty aid + Our sure defense be made; + Our souls on Thee be stayed; + Lord, hear our call! + + 3. Come, Thou incarnate Word, + Gird on Thy mighty sword, + Our prayer attend; + Come and Thy people bless + And give Thy Word success; + Spirit of Holiness, + On us descend. + + 4. Come, holy Comforter, + Thy sacred witness bear + In this glad hour. + Thou, who almighty art, + Now rule in every heart, + And ne’er from us depart, + Spirit of Power! + + 5. To the great One in Three + The highest praises be, + Hence, evermore! + His sovereign majesty + May we in glory see + And to eternity + Love and adore! + + Charles Wesley, 1757. + + +263 + + 11, 12, 12, 10 + + Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! + Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee; + Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty! + God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! + + 2. Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee, + Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea, + Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, + Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. + + 3. Holy, holy, holy! Though the darkness hide Thee, + Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, + Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee, + Perfect in power, in love, and purity. + + 4. Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! + All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky and sea; + Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty! + God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity! + + Reginald Heber, 1827. + + +264 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + The mystery hidden from the eyes + Of learned men and sages, + God hath revealed us from the skies, + In Scripture’s holy pages, + That He alone is King above + All other gods whatever, + Great, mighty, faithful, full of love, + His people’s Shield and Savior; + One Essence, but Three Persons. + + 2. As Father, Son, and Holy Ghost + The righteous seed adore Him; + So named, so praised, He is the boast + Of all who bow before Him; + He’s Abraham’s and Isaac’s God, + And Jacob’s, whom He knoweth, + The Lord of hosts, who every good, + Both night and day, bestoweth; + Who only worketh wonders. + + 3. The Father hath the Son begot, + First-born of every creature; + The Son took our weak flesh, but not + Our sinfulness of nature; + Both from the Father and the Son + The Holy Ghost proceedeth + From all eternity; yet none + In might and power exceedeth; + All equal, coeternal. + + 4. Be glad, my heart, thy Portion see, + Thy priceless Pearl and Treasure! + He is thy Friend, supply will He + Thy needs with bounteous measure; + He made thee in His image, was + For thy offenses smitten, + With true faith fill thee, through His grace + Doth all thy crosses sweeten + With His dear word of promise. + + 5. Rise, then, to Him, the Ever-blest, + And learn to know Him rightly; + Such knowledge can alone bring rest + And make thy soul burn brightly + With the pure flame of holy love, + Which cheers thy course to heaven; + For God will show thee things above + Which here ’tis only given + To hear of and see darkly. + + 6. But woe to the ungodly race, + In wilful blindness living, + Rejecting God and His dear grace, + Their hearts to creatures giving. + On them, alas! hell’s dreadful gates + Ere long will close forever; + For him who God rejects and hates + God will reject and sever + From His eternal kingdom. + + 7. O Prince of Might, Thy mercy show, + Thou God of earth and heaven; + To every sinner here below + Thy saving grace be given! + Bring back Thy sheep that go astray + And blinded eyes enlighten, + And turn Thou everything away + That wickedly might frighten + Thine own, whose faith is feeble. + + 8. Grant this, that we, Thy people, may + All reach the heavenly portals + And in Thy kingdom sing for aye + Mid all the blest immortals: + That Thou, O Lord, art King alone, + Above all gods whatever, + The Father, Son, and Spirit, One, + Thy people’s Shield and Savior, + One Essence, but Three Persons! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1666. + + +265 + + 8, 8, 8, 6 + + God of my life, Thy boundless grace + Chose, pardoned, and adopted me; + My Rest, my Home, my Dwelling-place: + Father, I come to Thee. + + 2. Jesus, my Hope, my Rock, my Shield, + Whose precious blood was shed for me, + Into Thy hands my soul I yield: + Savior, I come to Thee. + + 3. Spirit of glory and of God, + Long hast Thou deigned my Guide to be; + Now be Thy comfort sweet bestowed: + My God, I come to Thee. + + 4. I come to join that countless host + Who praise Thy name unceasingly; + Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + My God, I come to Thee. + + Charlotte Elliott, 1841. + + +266 + + L. M. + + Thou who art Three in unity, + True God from all eternity, + The sun is fading from our sight, + Shine Thou on us with heavenly light. + + 2. We praise Thee with the dawning day, + To Thee at even also pray; + With our poor song we worship Thee + Now, ever, and eternally. + + 3. Let God the Father be adored, + And God the Son, the only Lord, + And God the Holy Spirit be + Adored throughout eternity! + + From the Latin of St. Ambrose; M. Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr. + + +267 + + C. M. + + Father of glory, to Thy name + Immortal praise we give, + Who dost an act of grace proclaim + And bid us rebels live. + + 2. Immortal honor to the Son, + Who makes Thine anger cease; + Our lives He ransomed with His own + And died to make our peace. + + 3. To Thine almighty Spirit be + Immortal glory given, + Whose teachings bring us near to Thee + And train us up for heaven. + + 4. Let men with their united voice + Adore th’ eternal God + And spread His honors and their joys + Through nations far abroad. + + 5. Let faith and love and duty join + One grateful song to raise; + Let saints in earth and heaven combine + In harmony and praise. + + Isaac Watts, c. 1721. + + +268 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 + + Glory be to God the Father, + Glory be to God the Son, + Glory be to God the Spirit; + Great Jehovah, Three in One! + Glory, glory, + While eternal ages run! + + 2. Glory be to Him who loved us, + Washed us from each spot and stain; + Glory be to Him who bought us, + Made us kings with Him to reign! + Glory, glory, + To the Lamb that once was slain! + + 3. Glory to the King of angels, + Glory to the Church’s King, + Glory to the King of nations; + Heaven and earth, your praises bring! + Glory, glory, + To the King of Glory bring! + + 4. Glory, blessing, praise eternal! + Thus the choir of angels sings; + Honor, riches, power, dominion! + Thus its praise creation brings; + Glory, glory, + Glory to the King of kings! + + H. Bonar, 1866. + + +269 + + L. M. + + Father of heav’n, whose love profound + A ransom for our souls has found, + Before Thy throne we sinners bend; + To us Thy pardoning love extend. + + 2. Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, + Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, + Before Thy throne we sinners bend; + To us Thy saving grace extend. + + 3. Eternal Spirit, by whose breath + The soul is raised from sin and death, + Before Thy throne we sinners bend; + To us Thy quickening power extend. + + 4. Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son, + Eternal Godhead, Three in One, + Before Thy throne we sinners bend; + Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. + + E. Cooper, 1805. + + +270 + + S. M. + + Father, in whom we live, + In whom we are and move, + All glory, power, and praise receive + For Thy creating love. + + 2. O Thou Incarnate Word, + Let all Thy ransomed race + Unite in thanks, with one accord, + For Thy redeeming grace. + + 3. Spirit of Holiness, + Let all Thy saints adore + Thy sacred gifts and join to bless + Thy heart-renewing power. + + 4. Eternal Triune Lord, + Let all the hosts above, + Let all the sons of men record, + And dwell upon, Thy love. + + Charles Wesley, 1746. + + +271 + + 7s 14 l + + God the Father, be our Stay + When hell’s dread powers assail us; + Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, + Nor in our last hour fail us. + Keep us from the Evil One, + Firm in the faith abiding, + In Christ, our Savior, hiding, + And heartily confiding. + Let us put God’s armor on: + With all true Christians running + Our heavenly race and shunning + The devil’s wiles and cunning. + Amen, Amen, this be done, + So sing we, Hallelujah! + + 2. Jesus Christ, be Thou our Stay + When hell’s dread powers assail us; + Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, + Nor in our last hour fail us. + Keep us from the Evil One, + Firm in the faith abiding, + In Christ, our Savior, hiding, + And heartily confiding. + Let us put God’s armor on: + With all true Christians running + Our heavenly race and shunning + The devil’s wiles and cunning. + Amen, Amen, this be done, + So sing we, Hallelujah! + + 3. Holy Ghost, be Thou our Stay + When hell’s dread powers assail us; + Cleanse us from our sins, we pray, + Nor in our last hour fail us. + Keep us from the Evil One, + Firm in the faith abiding, + In Christ, our Savior, hiding, + And heartily confiding. + Let us put God’s armor on: + With all true Christians running + Our heavenly race and shunning + The devil’s wiles and cunning. + Amen, Amen, this be done, + So sing we, Hallelujah! + + Adapted by Martin Luther, 1524, from 15th Cent. Litany. + + +272 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + The Lord, my God, be praised, + My Light, my Life from heaven; + My Maker, who to me + Hath soul and body given; + My Father, who protects + My life from infancy + And mighty gifts of love + Hath e’er bestowed on me. + + 2. The Lord, my God, be praised, + My Trust, my Life from heaven, + The Father’s own dear Son, + Whose life for me was given; + Who thus atoned for me + With His most precious blood; + Who giveth to my faith + The greatest heavenly good. + + 3. The Lord, my God, be praised, + My Hope, my Life from heaven, + The Father’s Spirit, whom + The Son to me hath given; + He who revives my heart + And gives me strength and power, + Help, comfort, and support + In sorrow’s gloomy hour. + + 4. The Lord, my God, be praised, + He who forever liveth, + To whom the heavenly host + E’er praise and honor giveth. + The Lord, my God, be praised, + In whose great name I boast, + God Father, God the Son, + And God the Holy Ghost. + + 5. To Him we now sing praise, + With joy our offering bringing + And with the angel host + The “Holy! Holy!” singing. + To Him all Christendom + Sings praises joyfully; + The Lord, my God, be praised + Throughout eternity! + + J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr. + + + + +REFORMATION. + + +273 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 5, 5, 5, 6, 7 + + A Mighty Fortress is our God, + A trusty Shield and Weapon; + He helps us free from every need + That hath us now o’ertaken. + The old evil Foe + Now means deadly woe; + Deep guile and great might + Are his dread arms in fight, + On earth is not his equal. + + 2. With might of ours can naught be done, + Soon were our loss effected; + But for us fights the Valiant One, + Whom God Himself elected. + Ask ye, Who is this? + Jesus Christ it is, + Of Sabaoth Lord, + And there’s none other God, + He holds the field forever. + + 3. Though devils all the world should fill, + All eager to devour us, + We tremble not, we fear no ill, + They shall not overpower us. + This world’s prince may still + Scowl fierce as he will, + He can harm us none, + He’s judged; the deed is done; + One little word can fell him. + + 4. The Word they still shall let remain + And not a thank have for it; + He’s by our side upon the plain + With His good gifts and Spirit. + And take they our life, + Goods, fame, child, and wife: + Let these all be gone, + They yet have nothing won; + The Kingdom ours remaineth. + + Martin Luther, 1527. + + +274 + + L. M. + + Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work, + Restrain the murderous Pope and Turk, + Who fain would tear from off Thy throne + Christ Jesus, Thy beloved Son. + + 2. Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known, + For Thou art Lord of lords alone; + Shield Thy poor Christendom that we + May evermore sing praise to Thee. + + 3. Thou Comforter of priceless worth, + Give one mind to Thy flock on earth, + Stand by us in our final strife, + And lead us out of death to life. + + 4. Destroy their counsels, Lord, our God, + And smite them with an iron rod, + And let them fall into the snare + Which for Thy Christians they prepare, + + 5. So that at last they may perceive + That, Lord, our God, Thou still dost live + And dost deliver mightily + All those who put their trust in Thee. + + Martin Luther, 1541; Stanzas 4 and 5, J. Jonas, 1544. + + +275 + + L. M. + + Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord! + Hear Zion’s sighs and help afford; + Destroy the wiles of mighty foes, + Who now Thy Word and truth oppose. + + 2. Their craft and vaunting pomp is great; + High beat their hearts, with power elate; + Our dearest hopes they but deride, + They deem us nothing in their pride. + + 3. Forgive, O Lord, our sins forgive, + Grant us Thy grace and let us live; + Convince Thy foes throughout the land + That godless counsels shall not stand. + + 4. Preserve Thy little flock in peace, + Nor let Thy boundless mercy cease; + Let it to all the world appear + That Thy true Church indeed is here. + + 5. That Thou art with us loud proclaim, + Who put’st our enemies to shame, + Dost all their haughtiness suppress + And help Thine own in their distress. + + J. Heermann, 1630; M. Loy, tr., a. + + +276 + + 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 + + Fear not, O little flock, the Foe + Who madly seeks your overthrow; + Dread not his rage and power: + What though your courage sometimes faints, + His seeming triumph o’er God’s saints + Lasts but a little hour. + + 2. Be of good cheer; your cause belongs + To Him who can avenge your wrongs; + Leave it to Him, our Lord. + Though hidden yet from mortal eyes, + His Gideon shall for you arise, + Uphold you and His Word. + + 3. As true as God’s own Word is true, + Not earth nor hell with all their crew + Against us shall prevail. + A jest and byword are they grown; + God is with us, we are His own; + Our victory cannot fail. + + 4. Amen, Lord Jesus, grant our prayer! + Great Captain, now Thine arm make bare, + Fight for us once again! + So shall Thy saints and martyrs raise + A mighty chorus to Thy praise, + World without end. Amen. + + J. M. Altenburg, † 1640; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855, a. + + +277 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + The mouth of fools doth God confess, + But while their lips draw nigh Him, + Their heart is full of wickedness, + And all their deeds deny Him. + Corrupt are they, and every one + Abominable works hath done; + There is not one well-doer. + + 2. The Lord looked from His heavenly throne + On all mankind below Him + To see if there were any one + Who truly sought to know Him, + And all his understanding bent + To search His holy Word, intent + To do His will in earnest. + + 3. But none there was who walked with God, + For all aside had slidden, + Delusive paths of folly trod, + And followed lusts forbidden; + Not one there was who practised good, + Though many deemed, in haughty mood, + Their deeds to God were pleasing. + + 4. “How long, by folly blindly led, + Will they oppress the needy + And My own flock devour like bread?” + So fierce are they and greedy! + In God they put no trust at all, + Nor on His name in trouble call, + But be their own providers. + + 5. Therefore their heart is never still, + A constant fear dismays them, + God is with him who doth His will, + Who trusts Him and obeys Him; + Ye shame the counsel of the poor + And mock him when he doth assure + That God is e’er his Refuge. + + 6. Who shall to Israel’s outcast race + From Zion bring salvation? + God will Himself at length show grace + And loose the captive nation; + That will He do by Christ, their King; + Let Jacob then be glad and sing + And Israel be joyful. + + Ps. 14. Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr. + + +278 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + O God, from heaven look down and see, + A sight which well may move Thee: + Of godly men, how few there be; + Forsaken we who love Thee! + Withheld is Thy pure Word, the light + Of faith itself extinguished quite + In all the sons of Adam. + + 2. Fictions they teach with cunning art + And lies of man’s invention; + Not grounded on God’s Word, their heart + Breeds naught but strange dissension; + One chooses this, another that, + Untold division they create + Though saintlike in appearance. + + 3. May God root out all heresy + And of false teachers rid us, + Who proudly say: “Now, where is he + Who would our speech forbid us! + We have the right and might alone, + And what we say must stand, we own + None as our lord and master.” + + 4. Therefore saith God: “I must arise + To quell their great wrong-doing; + To Me ascend My people’s sighs, + And I have heard their suing. + My saving Word shall take the field, + Shall be the poor man’s strength and shield, + Shall conquer all opponents.” + + 5. As silver seven times furnace-tried, + Is pure from all its drosses, + So doth the Word of God abide + The brighter for its crosses; + For trial shows its worth aright + And manifests its strength and light, + That through all lands it shineth. + + 6. O God, preserve it pure and free + From this vile generation + And let us be preserved by Thee + From their abomination. + The wicked walk on every side + When mid Thy flock the vile abide + In power and are exalted. + + Ps. 12. Martin Luther, 1524. + + +279 + + 10, 10, 10, 4 + + Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own + Thy Cross, O make Thy succor quickly known! + The schemes of those who long our blood have sought + Bring Thou to naught. + + 2. Do Thou Thyself for us, Thy children, fight, + Withstand the devil, quell his rage and might; + Whate’er assails Thy members left below + Do Thou o’erthrow. + + 3. And give us Thy peace: peace in Church and school; + Peace to the powers who o’er our country rule; + Peace to the conscience, peace within the heart, + Do Thou impart. + + 4. So shall Thy goodness here be still adored, + Thou Guardian of Thy little flock, dear Lord; + And heaven and earth through all eternity + Shall worship Thee. + + M. A. von Loewenstern, 1644; C. Winkworth, tr. abr. + + +280 + + 11, 11, 11, 5 + + Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded + Who, though by want and woe and pain surrounded, + Yet day and night still for Thy hope are sighing, + To Thee are crying. + + 2. But put to shame Thy foes who breathe defiance + And make their own vain might their sole reliance. + O turn in mercy to Thy generation; + Lord, have compassion! + + 3. We stand bereft of help and poor and lonely; + ’Twere vain to trust in man. With Thee, Lord, only + We may defeat the enemies around us + Who seek to wound us. + + 4. Thou art our Champion, who canst overthrow them + And save the little flock now crushed below them. + We trust in Thee; for Jesus’ sake be near us; + Help, Helper, hear us! + + J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +281 + + L. M. + + No change of time shall ever shock + My firm affection, Lord, to Thee; + For Thou hast always been a Rock, + A Fortress, and Defense to me. + + 2. Thou my Deliverer art, my God; + My trust is in Thy mighty power. + Thou art my Shield from foes abroad; + At home, my Safeguard and my Tower. + + 3. To Thee I will address my prayer, + To whom all praise we justly owe; + So shall I, by Thy watchful care, + Be guarded safe from every foe. + + 4. Let the eternal Lord be praised, + The Rock on whose defense I rest. + O’er highest heavens His name be raised + Who me with His salvation blest. + + Ps. 18. Tate and Brady, 1698, abr. + + +282 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Had God not come, may Israel say, + Had God not come to aid us, + Our enemies before this day + Would surely have dismayed us; + For we are but a handful small, + Held in contempt and scorn by all, + All men rise up against us. + + 2. Their furious Wrath, did God permit, + Would surely have consumed us + And in the deep and yawning pit + With life and limb entombed us; + Like men o’er whom dark waters roll, + The streams had gone e’en o’er our soul + And mightily o’erwhelmed us. + + 3. Blest be the Lord, who from the pit + Snatched us when it was gaping; + Our souls, like birds that break the net, + To the blue skies escaping; + The snare is broken—we are free! + Our help is ever, Lord, in Thee, + The God of earth and heaven. + + Ps. 124. Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +283 + + L. M. + + When Rome had shrouded earth in night, + God said again, Let there be light! + And Luther with the Gospel came + To spread the truth in Jesus’ name. + + 2. When Rome the saints of God oppressed, + And burdened souls could find no rest, + Through Luther God deliv’rance sent + By His pure Word and Sacrament. + + 3. Though hosts against us stand arrayed, + Christ bids us still, Be not afraid. + Though all its powers the truth assail, + The gates of hell shall not prevail. + + 4. To-day with joyful hearts we sing + The guardian care of Christ, our King, + Who through His chosen instrument + To us hath this salvation sent. + + 5. O Lord, whose mercies still endure, + Preserve to us Thy Gospel pure; + Let it alone within us reign + That Thine the glory may remain. + + M. Loy, 1880. + + +284 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + If God were not upon our side + When round us foes are raging, + Were not Himself our Help and Guide + When bitter war they’re waging, + Were He not Israel’s mighty Shield, + To whom their utmost craft must yield, + We surely must have perished. + + 2. But now no human wit or might + His chosen people frighteth; + God sitteth in the highest height, + And He their counsels blighteth. + When craftiest snares and nets they lay, + God doth His work another way + And makes a path before us. + + 3. Against our souls they rage and mock, + Exciting great commotion; + As billows meet with angry shock + Out on the stormy ocean, + So they our lives with fury seek. + But God hath pity on the weak, + And Him they have forgotten. + + 4. They call us heretics and aye + Their Christian name are flaunting; + They seek to spill our blood, while they + Their fear of God are vaunting. + Ah, God! that precious name of Thine + O’er many a wicked deed must shine, + But Thou wilt once avenge it. + + 5. They open wide their ravenous jaws + And threaten to devour us, + But thanks to God, who rules our cause, + They shall not overpower us; + Their snares He yet will bring to naught + And overthrow what they have taught; + God is too mighty for them. + + 6. How richly He consoleth those + Whom no one else befriendeth! + The door of grace doth never close; + Sense cannot comprehend it + How this may be and deems all lost, + When through this very cross a host + Of champions God is raising. + + 7. Our foes, O God, are in Thy hand, + Thou knowest their endeavor; + But only give us strength to stand + And let us waver never, + Though reason strives with faith, and still + It fears to wholly trust Thy will + And sees not Thy salvation. + + 8. But heaven and earth, O Lord, are Thine, + For Thou alone hast made them; + Thy light let on Thy people shine + And in their sorrow aid them. + Ignite our hearts to love and faith + That shall be steadfast e’en to death, + Howe’er the world may murmur. + + Ps. 124. Justus Jonas, 1524; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + + + +ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. + + +285 + + 10s 4 l + + Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, + Filled with celestial resplendence and light, + These that, where night never followeth day, + Raise the “Thrice holy, Lord!” ever and aye! + + 2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own, + Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne. + These are Thy messengers; these dost Thou send, + Help of the helpless ones, man to defend. + + 3. When by Thy word earth was first poised in space, + When the far planets first sped on their race, + When was completed the six days’ employ, + Then “all the sons of God shouted for joy.” + + 4. Still let them succor us; still let them fight, + Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right, + Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, + We with the angels may bow and adore. + + Joseph of the Studium, c. 850; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862, a. + + +286 + + L. M. + + Lord God, we all to Thee give praise, + Thank-offerings meet to Thee we raise, + That Thou didst angel hosts create + Around Thy glorious throne to wait. + + 2. They glow with light and heavenly grace + And constantly behold Thy face; + Obedience to Thy voice they yield + And are with godly wisdom filled. + + 3. They never rest nor sleep as we; + Their whole delight is but to be + Forever near Thee, gracious Lord, + Thy little flock to watch and guard. + + 4. The foul old Dragon and dread Foe + With envy, hate, and wrath doth glow; + It always is his aim and pride + Thy Christian people to divide. + + 5. As he has blighted earth of old, + He keeps e’en now his deathly hold, + Chafes madly to annihilate + All virtue, honor, Church, and State. + + 6. Therefore no halt or rest he knows; + A roaring lion round he goes, + Or lies in wait with baneful snare + To drive the Christians to despair. + + 7. But watchful is the angel band + That follows Christ on every hand + And guards Thy holy Christendom + From harm that might from Satan come. + + 8. From Daniel’s case this may be seen + When he sat in the lions’ den, + And likewise angels rescued Lot + That the ungodly harmed him not. + + 9. When the three Hebrews were at last + Into the fiery furnace cast, + No power had fiercest flames to harm + Against the rescuing angel’s arm. + + 10. And thus our God, still at this day, + From harm and many an evil way + Keeps near us His dear angel guard, + Placed over us as watch and ward. + + 11. For this, now and eternally, + Our praise shall rise, O God, to Thee, + Whom all the angel hosts adore + With joy now and forevermore. + + 12. We also pray Thee to defend + By them unto the latter end + Thy fold, that little flock, O Lord, + That holds in honor Thy blest Word. + + From the Latin of Philip Melanchthon. Paul Eber, 1566. + + +287 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Jesus, Brightness of the Father, + Life and Strength of all who live! + In the presence of the angels + Glory in Thy name we give: + And Thy wondrous praise rehearse, + Singing in harmonious verse. + + 2. Blessed Lord, by their protection + Shelter us from harm this day; + Keep us pure in flesh and spirit; + Save us from the Foe, we pray: + And vouchsafe us by Thy grace + In Thy paradise a place. + + 3. Glory to th’ almighty Father, + Sing we with the heavenly host; + Glory to the great Redeemer, + Glory to the Holy Ghost; + Three in One, and One in Three, + Throughout all eternity! + + Rhabanus Maurus, † 856; E. Caswall, tr., 1848, a. + + + + +ALL SAINTS. + + +288 + + 7, 6, 8, 6, 8 l + + Ten thousand times ten thousand + In sparkling raiment bright, + The armies of the ransomed saints + Throng up the steeps of light. + ’Tis finished! all is finished, + Their fight with death and sin; + Fling open wide the golden gates, + And let the victors in. + + 2. What rush of alleluias + Fills all the earth and sky! + What ringing of a thousand harps + Bespeaks the triumph nigh! + O day, for which creation + And all its tribes were made; + O joy, for all its former woes + A thousandfold repaid! + + 3. Oh, then, what raptured greetings + On Canaan’s happy shore; + What knitting severed friendships up, + Where partings are no more! + Then eyes with joy shall sparkle + That brimmed with tears of late; + Orphans no longer fatherless + Nor widows desolate. + + 4. Bring near Thy great salvation, + Thou Lamb for sinners slain; + Fill up the roll of Thine elect, + Then take Thy power and reign. + Appear, Desire of nations, + Thine exiles long for home; + Show in the heav’ns Thy promised sign; + Thou Prince and Savior, come! + + H. Alford, 1867. + + +289 + + S. M. + + For all Thy saints, O Lord, + Who strove in Thee to live, + Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, + Our grateful hymn receive. + + 2. For all Thy saints, O Lord, + Accept our thankful cry, + Who counted Thee their great reward + And strove in Thee to die. + + 3. They all in life and death, + With Thee, their Lord, in view, + Learned from Thy Holy Spirit’s breath + To suffer and to do. + + 4. For this Thy name we bless + And humbly pray that we + May follow them in holiness + And live and die in Thee. + + R. Mant, 1837, abr. + + +290 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Hark! the sound of holy voices + Chanting o’er the crystal sea, + Alleluia, Alleluia, + Alleluia, Lord, to Thee! + Multitudes which none can number + Like the stars in glory stand, + Clothed in white apparel, holding + Palms of vict’ry in their hand. + + 2. Patriarch, and holy prophet, + Who prepared the way of Christ, + King, apostle, saint, confessor, + Martyr and evangelist, + Saintly maiden, godly matron, + Widows who have watched to prayer, + Joined in holy concert, singing + To the Lord of all, are there. + + 3. They have come from tribulation + And have washed their robes in blood, + Washed them in the blood of Jesus; + Tried they were, and firm they stood. + Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, + Sawn asunder, slain with sword, + They have conquered death and Satan + By the might of Christ the Lord. + + 4. Marching with Thy cross, their banner, + They have triumphed, following + Thee, the Captain of salvation, + Thee, their Savior and their King. + Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered, + Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died, + And by death to life immortal + They were born and glorified. + + 5. Now they reign in heavenly glory. + Now they walk in golden light, + Now they drink, as from a river, + Holy bliss and infinite. + Love and peace they taste forever + And all truth and knowledge see + In the beatific vision + Of the blessed Trinity. + + C. Wordsworth, 1862. + + + + +HARVEST AND THANKSGIVING. + + +291 + + L. M. 6 l + + O Lord, whose bounteous hand again + Hath poured Thy gifts in plenty down, + Who all creation dost sustain + And all the earth with goodness crown: + Lord of the harvest, here we own + Our joy Thy gift, and Thine alone. + + 2. O may we ne’er with thankless heart + Forget from whom our blessings flow. + Still, Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart; + Still teach us what to Thee we owe. + Lord, may our lives with fruit divine + Return Thy care and prove us Thine. + + 3. Lord, grant that each may sow to Thee; + Grant us in endless life to reap. + Of every heart the Guardian be; + By day and night Thy servants keep + That all to Thee may joy afford + On Thy great harvest-day, O Lord. + + Anon. + + +292 + + C. M. + + O Lord, I sing with lips and heart, + Joy of my soul, to Thee; + To earth Thy knowledge I impart + As it is known to me. + + 2. Thou art the Fount of grace, I know, + And Spring so full and free, + Whence saving health and goodness flow + Each day so bounteously. + + 3. For what have all that live and move + Through this wide world below + That does not from Thy bounteous love, + O heavenly Father, flow? + + 4. Who built the lofty firmament? + Who spread th’ expanse of blue? + By whom are to our pastures sent + Refreshing rain and dew? + + 5. Who warmeth us in cold and frost? + Who shields us from the wind? + Who orders it that oil and must + We in their season find? + + 6. Who is it life and health bestows? + Who keeps us with His hand + In golden peace, wards off war’s woes + From our dear native land? + + 7. O Lord, of this and all our store + Thou art the Author blest; + Thou keepest watch before our door + While we securely rest. + + 8. Thou feedest us from year to year + And constant dost abide; + With ready help in time of fear + Thou standest at our side. + + 9. With patience dost Thou ever chide + And chasten’st sparingly; + Thou castest all our sins aside + And drown’st them in the sea. + + 10. When silent woe our bosom rends, + Thy pity sees our grief + And gives what to our glory tends + No less than our relief. + + 11. Thou knowest when a Christian weeps + And why his tear-drops fall; + And in the book Thy mercy keeps + These things are noted all. + + 12. Our deepest needs dost Thou supply, + Thou giv’st what lasts for aye; + Thou lead’st us to our home on high + When hence we pass away. + + 13. Rejoice, my heart, be glad and sing, + A cheerful trust maintain! + For God, the Source of everything, + Thy Portion will remain. + + 14. He is thy Treasure, He thy Joy, + Thy Life and Light and Lord, + Thy Counselor when doubts annoy, + Thy Shield and great Reward. + + 15. In restless thought or blank despair + Why spend each day and night? + On Him who made thee cast thy care; + He makes our burdens light. + + 16. Did not His love and truth and power + Watch o’er thy childhood’s day? + Has He not oft in threatening hour + Turned dreaded ills away? + + 17. His wisdom never plans in vain, + Ne’er falters or mistakes; + All that His counsels did ordain + A happy ending makes. + + 18. Upon thy lips, then, lay thy hand + And trust His guiding love; + Then firm as rock thy peace shall stand + Here and in heaven above. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653. + + +293 + + C. M. + + We sing th’ almighty power of God, + Who bade the mountains rise, + Who spread the flowing seas abroad, + And built the lofty skies. + + 2. We sing the wisdom that ordained + The sun to rule the day; + The moon shines, too, at His command, + And all the stars obey. + + 3. We sing the goodness of the Lord, + Who fills the earth with food; + Who formed His creatures by a word + And then pronounced them good. + + 4. Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed + Where’er we turn our eyes, + Whene’er we view the ground we tread + Or gaze upon the skies! + + 5. There’s not a plant nor flower below + But makes Thy glories known; + And clouds arise and tempests blow + By order from Thy throne. + + 6. On Thee each moment we depend; + If Thou withdraw, we die. + Oh, may we ne’er that God offend + Who is forever nigh! + + Isaac Watts, 1715. + + +294 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise + In hymns of adoration, + To Thee bring sacrifice of praise + With shouts of exultation: + Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, + The hills with joy are ringing, + The valleys stand so thick with corn + That even they are singing. + + 2. And now, on this our festal day, + Thy bounteous hand confessing, + Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay + The first-fruits of Thy blessing. + By Thee the souls of men are fed + With gifts of grace supernal, + Thou who dost give us earthly bread, + Give us the Bread eternal. + + 3. We bear the burden of the day + And often toil seems dreary; + But labor ends with sunset ray, + And rest comes for the weary. + May we, the angel-reaping o’er, + Stand at the last accepted, + Christ’s golden sheaves forevermore + To garners bright elected. + + 4. Oh, blessed is that land of God + Where saints abide forever; + Where golden fields spread fair and broad, + Where flows the crystal river. + The strains of all its holy throng + With ours to-day are blending; + Thrice blessed is that harvest-song + Which never hath an ending. + + W. C. Dix, 1864. + + +295 + + 7s 8 l + + Come, ye thankful people, come, + Raise the song of Harvest-home; + All is safely gathered in + Ere the winter storms begin; + God, our Maker, doth provide + For our wants to be supplied. + Come to God’s own temple, come; + Raise the song of Harvest-home. + + 2. We ourselves are God’s own field, + Fruit unto His praise to yield; + Wheat and tares together sown, + Unto joy or sorrow grown; + First the blade and then the ear, + Then the full corn shall appear. + Lord of harvest, grant that we + Wholesome grain and pure may be. + + 3. For the Lord, our God, shall come + and shall take His harvest home; + From His field shall purge away + All that doth offend, that day; + Give His angels charge at last + In the fire the tares to cast, + But the fruitful ears to store + In His garner evermore. + + 4. Come, Thou Lord of harvest, come + To Thy final Harvest-home; + Gather Thou Thy people in, + Free from sorrow, free from sin, + There, forever purified, + In Thy garner to abide. + Come with all Thine angels, come, + Raise the glorious Harvest-home! + + H. Alford, 1845. + + +296 + + 7s 8 l + + Christ, by heav’nly hosts adored, + Gracious, mighty, sov’reign Lord, + God of nations, King of kings, + Head of all created things, + By the Church with joy contest, + God o’er all forever blest; + Pleading at Thy throne we stand, + Save Thy people, bless our land. + + 2. On our fields of grass and grain + Send, O Lord, the kindly rain; + O’er our wide and goodly land + Crown the labors of each hand. + Let Thy kind protection be + O’er our commerce on the sea. + Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand, + Bless Thy people, bless our land. + + 3. Let our rulers ever be + Men that love and honor Thee; + Let the powers by Thee ordained + Be in righteousness maintained; + In the people’s hearts increase + Love of piety and peace. + Thus united we shall stand + One wide, free, and happy land. + + H. Harbaugh, 1860. + + +297 + + 7s + + Praise, O praise our God and King, + Hymns of adoration sing; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 2. Praise Him that He made the sun + Day by day his course to run; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 3. And the silver moon by night, + Shining with her gentle light; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 4. Praise Him that He gave the rain + To mature the swelling grain; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 5. And hath bid the fruitful field + Crops of precious increase yield; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 6. Praise Him for our harvest store, + He hath filled the garner floor; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 7. And for richer food than this, + Pledge of everlasting bliss; + For His mercies still endure, + Ever faithful, ever sure. + + 8. Glory to our bounteous King, + Glory let creation sing; + Glory to the Father, Son, + And the Spirit, Three in One! + + H. W. Baker, 1861. + + +298 + + 7s 6 l + + Praise to God, immortal praise, + For the love that crowns our days; + Bounteous Source of every joy, + Let Thy praise our tongues employ. + All to Thee, our God, we owe, + Source whence all our blessings flow. + + 2. All the plenty summer pours; + Autumn’s rich, o’erflowing stores; + Flocks that whiten all the plain; + Yellow sheaves of ripened grain. + Lord, for these our souls shall raise + Grateful vows and solemn praise. + + 3. Peace, prosperity, and health, + Private bliss, and public wealth, + Knowledge with its gladdening streams, + Pure religion’s holier beams. + Lord, for these our souls shall raise + Grateful vows and solemn praise. + + 4. As Thy prospering hand hath blest, + May we give Thee of our best + And by deeds of kindly love + For Thy mercies grateful prove; + Sinking thus through all our days, + Praise to God, immortal praise. + + A. L. (Aikin) Barbauld, 1773, abr. + + + + +NATIONAL. + + +299 + + 7s 8 l + + Swell the anthem, raise the song, + Praises to our God belong; + Saints and angels join to sing + Praises to the heavenly King. + Blessings from His liberal hand + Flow around this happy land. + Kept by Him, no foes annoy; + Peace and freedom we enjoy. + + 2. Here, beneath a peaceful sway, + May we cheerfully obey; + Never feel oppression’s rod, + Ever own and worship God. + Hark! the voice of nature sings + Praises to the King of kings; + Let us join the choral song + And the grateful notes prolong. + + Nathan Strong, 1799. + + +300 + + L. M. + + O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate, + With wisdom, strength, the powers of state, + That wrong and violence may cease + And Church and home abide in peace. + + 2. Bless rich and poor, the great and small, + Both friend and foe; Lord, bless Thou all + The family on earth in love + And fit all for Thy home above. + + 3. Thus, with Thy blessing on each hand, + Will peace and plenty fill the land + And righteousness spring from the earth + And life below have higher worth. + + 4. All praise to Thee, O King of kings, + Whose grace to us such blessings brings; + Thee, with the Father, we adore, + And Holy Ghost, forevermore. + + Anon. + + +301 + + 7s 6 l + + What our Father does is well: + Blessed truth His children tell! + Though He send, for plenty, want, + Though the harvest-store be scant, + Yet we rest upon His love, + Seeking better things above. + + 2. What our Father does is well: + Shall the wilful heart rebel + If a blessing He withhold + In the field or in the fold? + Is He not Himself to be + All our store eternally? + + 3. What our Father does is well: + Though He sadden hill and dell, + Upward yet our praises rise + For the strength His Word supplies. + He has called us sons of God; + Can we murmur at His rod? + + 4. What our Father does is well: + May the thought within us dwell; + Though nor milk nor honey flow + In our barren Canaan now, + God can save us in our need, + God can bless us, God can feed. + + 5. Therefore unto Him we raise + Hymns of glory, songs of praise. + To the Father and the Son + And the Spirit, Three in One, + Honor, might, and glory be + Now and through eternity. + + B. Schmolck, 1720; H. W. Baker, tr., 1861. + + +302 + + C. M. + + Lord, while for all mankind we pray, + Of every clime and coast, + Oh, hear us for our native land, + The land we love the most! + + 2. Oh, guard our shores from every foe, + With peace our borders bless, + With prosperous times our cities crown, + Our fields with plenteousness! + + 3. Unite us in the sacred love + Of knowledge, truth, and Thee; + And let our hills and valleys shout + The songs of liberty. + + 4. Here may religion, pure and mild, + Smile on our Sabbath hours + And piety and virtue bless + The home of us and ours. + + 5. Lord of the nations, thus to Thee + Our country we commend; + Be Thou her Refuge and her Trust, + Her everlasting Friend. + + John R. Wreford, 1837. + + +303 + + C. M. + + Almighty Lord, before Thy throne + Thy mourning people bend; + ’Tis on Thy grace in Christ alone + Our failing hopes depend. + + 2. Dark judgments from Thy heavy hand + Thy dreadful power display; + Yet mercy spares our guilty land, + And still we live to pray. + + 3. How changed, alas! are truths divine + For error, guilt, and shame! + What impious numbers, bold in sin, + Disgrace the Christian name! + + 4. O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord! + Convert us by Thy grace; + Then shall our hearts obey Thy Word + And see again Thy face. + + 5. Then, should oppressing foes invade, + We will not yield to fear, + Secure of all-sufficient aid, + When God in Christ is near. + + Anne Steele, † 1778. + + +304 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + To Thee, our God, we fly + For mercy and for grace; + Oh, hear our lowly cry + And hide not Thou Thy face! + O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand + And guard and bless our Fatherland. + + 2. Arise, O Lord of hosts, + Be jealous for Thy name, + And drive from out our coasts + The sins that put to shame. + O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand + And guard and bless our Fatherland. + + 3. Thy best gifts from on high + In rich abundance pour + That we may magnify + And praise Thee more and more. + O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand + And guard and bless our Fatherland. + + 4. The powers ordained by Thee + With heavenly wisdom bless; + May they Thy servants be + And rule in righteousness. + O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand + And guard and bless our Fatherland. + + 5. The Church of Thy dear Son + Inflame with love’s pure fire; + Bind her once more in one + And life and truth inspire. + O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand + And guard and bless our Fatherland. + + W. W. How, 1871. + + +305 + + 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + God bless our native land! + Firm may she ever stand + Through storm and night; + When the wild tempests rave, + Ruler of wind and wave, + Do Thou our country save + By Thy great might! + + 2. For her our prayer shall rise + To God above the skies; + On Him we wait: + Thou, who art ever nigh, + Guarding with watchful eye, + To Thee aloud we cry, + God save the State! + + C. T. Brooks, 1834; J. S. Dwight, 1844. + + + + +FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION. + + +306 + + L. M. 6 l + + My hope is built on nothing less + Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness; + I dare not trust the sweetest frame, + But wholly lean on Jesus’ name. + On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; + All other ground is sinking sand. + + 2. When darkness veils His lovely face, + I rest on His unchanging grace; + In every high and stormy gale + My anchor holds within the veil. + On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; + All other ground is sinking sand. + + 3. His oath, His covenant, and blood + Support me in the sinking flood; + When every earthly prop gives way, + He then is all my Hope and Stay. + On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; + All other ground is sinking sand. + + 4. When I shall launch to worlds unseen, + Oh, may I then be found in Him, + Dressed in His righteousness alone, + Faultless to stand before the throne! + On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; + All other ground is sinking sand. + + Edward Mote, 1836. + + +307 + + C. M. + + Lord, we confess our numerous faults, + How great our guilt has been: + Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, + And all our lives were sin. + + 2. But, O my soul, forever praise, + Forever love, His name, + Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways + Of folly, sin, and shame. + + 3. ’Tis not by works of righteousness + Which our own hands have done, + But we are saved by love and grace + Abounding through His Son. + + 4. ’Tis from the mercy of our God + That all our hopes begin; + ’Tis by the Water and the Blood + Our souls are washed from sin. + + 5. ’Tis through the purchase of His death + Who hung upon the tree + The Spirit is sent down to breathe + On such dry bones as we. + + 6. Raised from the dead, we live anew; + And justified by grace, + We shall appear in glory too + And see our Father’s face. + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +308 + + C. M. + + All that I was, my sin, my guilt, + My death, was all my own; + All that I am, I owe to Thee, + My gracious God, alone. + + 2. The evil of my former state + Was mine, and only mine; + The good in which I now rejoice + Is Thine, and only Thine. + + 3. The darkness of my former state, + The bondage, all was mine; + The light of life in which I walk, + The liberty, is Thine. + + 4. Thy grace first made me feel my sin, + It taught me to believe; + Then, in believing, peace I found, + And now I live, I live! + + 5. All that I am, e’en here on earth, + All that I hope to be + When Jesus comes and glory dawns, + I owe it, Lord, to Thee. + + H. Bonar, 1853. + + +309 + + L. M. + + Blest is the man, forever blest, + Whose guilt is pardoned by his God, + Whose sins with sorrow are confessed + And covered with his Savior’s blood. + + 2. Blest is the man to whom the Lord + Imputes not his iniquities; + He pleads no merit of reward + And not on works, but grace relies. + + 3. From guile his heart and lips are free, + His humble joy, his holy fear, + With deep repentance well agree + And join to prove his faith sincere. + + 4. How glorious is that righteousness + That hides and cancels all his sins, + While a bright evidence of grace + Through his whole life appears and shines! + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +310 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, + With exultation springing + And with united heart and voice + And holy rapture singing. + Tell how our God beheld our need + And sing His sweet and wondrous deed; + Right dearly it hath cost Him. + + 2. Fast bound in Satan’s chains I lay, + Death brooded darkly o’er me, + My sin oppressed me night and day, + Therein my mother bore me; + And ever deeper yet I fell, + Life had become a living hell, + So firmly sin possessed me. + + 3. My good works could avail me naught, + For they with sin were stainèd; + Free will against God’s judgment fought + And dead to good remainèd; + Grief drove me to despair, and I + Had nothing left me but to die, + To hell I fast was sinking. + + 4. Then God beheld my wretched state + With deep commiseration; + He thought upon His mercy great + And willed my soul’s salvation; + He turned to me a Father’s heart— + Not small the cost!—to heal my smart, + He gave His best and dearest. + + 5. He spake to His beloved Son: + “’Tis time to have compassion; + Then go, My heart’s most Precious One, + And bring to man salvation; + From sin and sorrow set him free, + Slay bitter death for him that he + May live with Thee forever.” + + 6. The Son His Father did obey, + And, born of virgin mother, + He came a while on earth to stay + That He might be my Brother. + His mighty power He hidden bore, + A servant’s form like mine He wore + To lead the devil captive. + + 7. He spake to me: “Hold fast by Me, + I am thy Rock and Castle; + I wholly give Myself for thee, + For thee I strive and wrestle; + For I am thine, and thou art Mine, + Henceforth My place is also thine; + The foe shall never part us. + + 8. “The foe shall shed My precious blood, + Me of My life bereaving. + All this I suffer for thy good; + Be steadfast and believing. + Life shall from death the victory win, + Mine innocence shall bear thy sin, + So art thou blest forever. + + 9. “Now to My Father I depart, + From earth to heaven ascending, + Thence heavenly wisdom to impart, + The Holy Spirit sending; + He shall in trouble comfort thee, + Teach thee to know and follow Me, + Into all truth shall guide thee. + + 10. “What I have done and taught do thou + To do and teach endeavor; + So shall My kingdom flourish now + And God be praised forever. + Take heed lest men with base alloy + The heavenly treasure should destroy; + This counsel I bequeath thee.” + + Martin Luther, 1523. + + +311 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless! + My heart, believ’st thou this or not? + Why tremblest thou with terror groundless? + Has Scripture e’er a falsehood taught? + Then this word also true must be: + By grace there is a crown for thee. + + 2. By grace! Our works are all rejected, + All claims of merit pass for naught; + The mighty Savior, long expected, + To us this blissful truth has brought, + That He by death redeems our race + And we are saved alone by grace. + + 3. By grace! Mark well these words’ true meaning, + When thou dost sorrow sin-opprest. + When Satan tempts with pride o’erweening, + When troubled conscience sighs for rest. + What reason cannot comprehend + It pleases God by grace to send. + + 4. By grace His Son, on earth appearing, + Vouchsafed beneath thy woe to bend; + Hadst thou, damnation justly fearing, + Done aught to render Him thy Friend? + Was’t not that He thy welfare sought + And but by grace deliverance wrought? + + 5. By grace! This ground of our salvation, + As long as God is true, endures; + What saints have penned by inspiration, + What God by His own Word assures, + What all our faith must rest upon, + Is grace, free grace, through His dear Son. + + 6. By grace! But think not, thou who livest + Securely on in godless ways, + That thou—though all are called—receivest + The promised rest that wakes our praise. + By grace none find in heaven a place + Who live in sin in hope of grace. + + 7. By grace! They who have heard this sentence + Must all hypocrisy forego; + For only after deep repentance + Can any soul this treasure know; + To sin free grace a trifle seems, + To faith it bright with glory beams. + + 8. By grace the timid hearts that languish + Find access to the Father’s heart, + When conflicts fierce and bitter anguish + Bid all their joy and hopes depart. + Where ofttimes should I strength obtain, + Did grace my anchor not remain! + + 9. By grace! On this in death I’ll rest me, + Rejoicing e’en though feeling naught; + I know my sin,—it oft oppressed me,— + But Him, too, who salvation brought. + My heart exults, grief flees apace, + Because my soul is saved by grace. + + 10. By grace! May sin and Satan hearken! + I bear my flag of faith in hand + And pass—for doubts my joy can’t darken— + The Red Sea to the Promised Land. + I cling to what my Savior taught + And trust it, whether felt or not. + + C. L. Scheidt, 1742; M. Loy, tr., a. + + +312 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + Now I have found the sure foundation + Where evermore my anchor grounds. + It lay there ere the world’s creation, + Where else but in my Savior’s wounds? + Foundation, which unmoved shall stay + When earth and heaven pass away. + + 2. It is that mercy never-ending, + Which all conception far transcends, + Of Him who, with love’s arms extending, + To wretched sinners condescends; + Whose heart with pity still doth break + Whether we seek Him or forsake. + + 3. Our ruin God has not intended, + Salvation He would fain bestow; + For this His Son to earth descended + And then to heaven again did go; + For this so loudly evermore + He knocketh at our heart’s closed door. + + 4. O depth of love, in which, past finding, + My sins through Christ’s blood disappear; + This is for wounds the safest binding, + There is no condemnation here; + For Jesus’ blood through earth and skies + Forever Mercy! Mercy! cries. + + 5. I never will forget this crying, + In faith I’ll trust it all my days, + And when o’er all my sins I’m sighing, + I towards my Father’s heart will gaze; + For there is always to be found + Free mercy without end and bound. + + 6. Though I be robbed of every pleasure + That soul and body can make glad, + Bereft of every earthly treasure, + Forlorn, forsaken, lone, and sad,— + However far His help may be, + His mercy yet is left to me. + + 7. Though earthly cares and want oppress me + And cause me sorrow and regret + That things so vain can still distress me + And give me so much trouble yet, + Though I am bowed down to the dust, + Still in His mercy I will trust. + + 8. Though in the best of all my actions, + In works that are admired the most, + I must perceive great imperfections, + I surely have no right to boast; + Yet this sweet comfort doth abide: + In mercy only I confide. + + 9. Be it with me as He is willing, + Whose mercy is a boundless sea; + May He Himself my heart be stilling + That this may ne’er forgotten be; + Then it will rest, in joy and woe, + On mercy while it beats below. + + 10. On this foundation I unshrinking + Will stand while I on earth remain; + This shall engage my acting, thinking, + While I the breath of life retain; + Then I will sing eternally, + Unfathomed Mercy, still of Thee. + + J. A. Rothe, † 1758. + + +313 + + L. M. + + Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn? + ’Tis God who justifies their souls, + And mercy, like a mighty stream, + O’er all their sins divinely rolls. + + 2. He lives! He lives! and sits above, + Forever interceding there: + Who shall divide us from His love, + Or what should tempt us to despair? + + 3. Shall persecution or distress, + Famine or sword or nakedness? + He who hath loved us bears us through + And makes us more than conquerors too. + + 4. Not all that men on earth can do, + Nor powers on high nor powers below, + Shall cause His mercy to remove + Or wean our hearts from Christ, our Love. + + Isaac Watts, 1707, a. + + +314 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Salvation unto us has come + By God’s free grace and favor; + Good works cannot avert our doom, + They help and save us never: + Faith looks to Jesus Christ alone, + Who did for all the world atone; + He is the Mediator. + + 2. What God doth in His Law demand + No man to Him can render, + And so He draws His flaming brand + To punish the offender: + Our flesh has not those pure desires + Which first of all the Law requires,— + We are in condemnation. + + 3. It was a false, misleading dream + That God His Law had given + For us to keep and merit claim + And earn our way to heaven. + God’s Law is but a mirror bright + To bring the inbred sin to sight + That lurks within our nature. + + 4. By our own strength to put aside + God’s wrath and win His blessing + Is useless task, by many tried, + Is only guilt increasing. + For God hypocrisy abhors; + Flesh with the spirit ever wars, + For ’tis by nature evil. + + 5. And yet the Law fulfilled must be, + Or we were lost forever; + Therefore God sent His Son that He + Might us from death deliver; + He all the Law for us fulfilled + And thus His Father’s anger stilled + Which over us impended. + + 6. Since Christ hath full atonement made + And brought to us salvation, + Each Christian therefore may be glad + And build on this foundation. + Thy grace alone, dear Lord, I plead. + Thy death my life now is indeed, + For Thou hast paid my ransom. + + 7. Not doubting this, I trust in Thee, + Thy Word cannot be broken; + Thou all dost call, “Come unto Me!” + No falsehood hast Thou spoken. + “He that believes and is baptized, + He shall be saved,” say’st Thou, O Christ, + “And he shall never perish.” + + 8. He’s just ’fore God, and he alone, + Who by this faith is living; + This faith will by good works be known, + To God the glory giving. + Faith gives thee peace with God above, + But thou thy neighbor, too, wilt love + If thou art a new creature. + + 9. The Law reveals the guilt of sin + And makes man conscience-stricken; + The Gospel then doth enter in + The sinful soul to quicken. + Come to the Cross, trust Christ and live; + The Law to you no peace can give + With all its good endeavors. + + 10. From faith in Christ, whene’er ’tis right, + Good works are surely flowing; + The faith is dead that shuns the light, + No good works ever showing. + By faith alone the just shall live, + Good works alone the proof can give + Of love, which true faith worketh. + + Paul Speratus, 1523, abr. Composite tr. 1910. + + +315 + + 7s 6 l + + Blessed are the sons of God, + They are bought with Christ’s own blood; + They are ransomed from the grave, + Life eternal they shall have. + With them numbered may we be + Here and in eternity! + + 2. They are justified by grace, + They enjoy the Savior’s peace; + All their sins are washed away, + They shall stand in God’s great Day. + With them numbered may we be + Here and in eternity! + + 3. They are lights upon the earth, + Children of a heavenly birth; + One with God, with Jesus one, + Glory is in them begun. + With them numbered may we be + Here and in eternity! + + J. Humphreys, 1743. + + +316 + + 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.) + + I do not come because my soul + Is free from sin and pure and whole, + And worthy of Thy grace; + I do not speak to Thee because + I’ve ever justly kept Thy laws + And dare to meet Thy face. + + 2. I know that sin and guilt combine + To reign o’er every thought of mine + And turn from good to ill; + I know that when I try to be + Upright and just and true to Thee, + I am a sinner still. + + 3. I know that often when I strive + To keep a spark of love alive + For Thee, the powers within + Leap up in unsubmissive might + And oft benumb my sense of right + And pull me back to sin. + + 4. I know that, though in doing good + I spend my life, I never could + Atone for all I’ve done; + But though my sins are black as night, + I dare to come before Thy sight + Because I trust Thy Son. + + 5. In Him alone my trust I place, + Come boldly to Thy throne of grace, + And there commune with Thee. + Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine, + And, all unworthy, I am Thine, + For Jesus died for me. + + F. B. St. John, 1878. + + +317 + + 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + O how great is Thy compassion, + Faithful Father, God of grace, + That upon our wretchedness, + That upon man’s sinful station + Thou took’st pity, so that we + Might be saved eternally! + + 2. Thy great love for this hath striven + That man from all pain shall free + And forever blessed be. + Yea, Thy Son Himself hath given + And extends an earnest call + To His Supper unto all. + + 3. And for this our soul’s salvation + Voucheth Thy good Spirit, Lord, + In Thy Sacraments and Word; + He doth prosper Thy vocation, + Granteth us the gift of faith + That we fear nor hell nor death. + + 4. Lord, Thy mercy will not leave me,— + Truth doth evermore abide,— + Then in Thee I will confide; + Since Thy Word cannot deceive me, + My salvation is to me + Well assured eternally. + + 5. I will praise Thy great compassion, + Faithful Father, God of grace, + That upon my wretchedness, + That upon my sinful station + Thou took’st pity graciously; + Evermore be praise to Thee! + + J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr. + + +318 + + L. M. + + Just as I am, without one plea + But that Thy blood was shed for me + And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + 2. Just as I am and waiting not + To rid my soul of one dark blot, + To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + 3. Just as I am, though tossed about + With many a conflict, many a doubt, + Fightings and fears within, without, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + 4. Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; + Sight, riches, healing of the mind, + Yea, all I need, in Thee to find, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + 5. Just as I am, Thou wilt receive, + Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve; + Because Thy promise I believe, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + 6. Just as I am, Thy love unknown + Has broken every barrier down; + Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, + O Lamb of God, I come, I come. + + Charlotte Elliott, 1836, a. + + +319 + + S. M. + + Not all the blood of beasts + On Jewish altars slain, + Could give the guilty conscience peace + Or wash away the stain. + + 2. But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, + Takes all our sins away; + A sacrifice of nobler name + And richer blood than they. + + 3. My faith would lay her hand + On that dear head of Thine, + While like a penitent I stand + And there confess my sin. + + 4. My soul looks back to see + The burdens Thou didst bear + When hanging on the cursed tree, + And knows her guilt was there. + + 5. Believing, we rejoice + To see the curse remove; + We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice + And sing His bleeding love. + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +320 + + S. M. + + Not what these hands have done + Can save this guilty soul; + Not what this toiling flesh has borne + Can make my spirit whole. + + 2. Not what I feel or do + Can give me peace with God; + Not all my prayers and sighs and tears + Can bear my awful load. + + 3. Thy work alone, O Christ, + Can ease this weight of sin; + Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, + Can give me peace within. + + 4. Thy love to me, O God, + Not mine, O Lord, to Thee, + Can rid me of this dark unrest + And set my spirit free. + + 5. Thy grace alone, O God, + To me can pardon speak; + Thy power alone, O Son of God, + Can this sore bondage break. + + 6. I bless the Christ of God; + I rest on love divine, + And with unfaltering lip and heart + I call this Savior mine. + + H. Bonar, 1861. + + +321 + + 8, 8, 8, 6 + + Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed + With healing gifts for souls distressed, + To find in Thee my life, my rest, + Christ Crucified, I come. + + 2. Thou knowest all my griefs and fears, + Thy grace abused, my misspent years; + Yet now to Thee with contrite tears, + Christ Crucified, I come. + + 3. Wash me and take away each stain; + Let nothing of my sin remain; + For cleansing, though it be through pain, + Christ Crucified, I come. + + 4. And then for work to do for Thee, + Which shall so sweet a service be + That angels well might envy me, + Christ Crucified, I come. + + Genevieve M. Irons, 1880. + + +322 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + I lay my sins on Jesus, + The spotless Lamb of God; + He bears them all and frees us + From the accursed load. + I bring my guilt to Jesus, + To wash my crimson stains + White in His blood most precious + Till not a spot remains. + + 2. I lay my wants on Jesus; + All fulness dwells in Him; + He heals all my diseases, + He doth my soul redeem. + I lay my griefs on Jesus, + My burdens and my cares; + He from them all releases, + He all my sorrows shares. + + 3. I rest my soul on Jesus, + This weary soul of mine; + His right hand me embraces, + I on His breast recline. + I love the name of Jesus, + Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; + Like fragrance on the breezes + His name abroad is poured. + + 4. I long to be like Jesus, + Meek, loving, lowly, mild; + I long to be like Jesus, + The Father’s holy Child. + I long to be with Jesus + Amid the heavenly throng, + To sing with saints His praises, + To learn the angels’ song. + + H. Bonar, 1849. + + +323 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Through Jesus’ blood and merit + I am at peace with God; + What, then, can daunt my spirit, + However dark my road? + My courage shall not fail me, + For God is on my side; + Though hell itself assail me, + Its rage I may deride. + + 2. There’s nothing that can sever + Me from the love of God; + No want, no pain whatever, + No famine, peril, blood. + Though thousand foes surround me + And in their base design + A sheep for slaughter count me, + The victory still is mine. + + 3. Yea, neither life’s temptation + Nor death’s terrific hour, + Nor angels of high station, + Nor any other power, + Nor things that now are present, + Nor things that are to come, + Nor height, however pleasant, + Nor depth of deepest gloom, + + 4. Nor any creature ever + Shall from the love of God + This wretched sinner sever; + For in my Savior’s blood + This love its fountain taketh; + He hears my faithful prayer + And nevermore forsaketh + This child of His and heir. + + S. Dach, † 1659; A. Crull, tr. + + +324 + + 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 4 + + Nearer, my God, to Thee! + Nearer to Thee! + Through Word and Sacrament, + Thou com’st to me. + Thy grace is ever near, + Thy Spirit ever here, + Drawing to Thee. + + 2. Ages on ages rolled + Ere earth appeared; + Yet Thine unmeasured love + The way prepared. + E’en then Thou yearn’st for me + That I might nearer be, + Nearer to Thee! + + 3. Thy Son has come to earth + My sin to bear, + My every wound to heal, + My pain to share. + “God in the flesh” for me, + Brings me now nearer Thee, + Nearer to Thee! + + 4. Lo! all my debt is paid, + My guilt is gone. + See! He has ris’n for me, + My throne is won. + Thanks, O my God, to Thee! + None now can nearer be, + Nearer to Thee! + + 5. Welcome, then, to Thy home, + Blest One in Three! + As Thou hast promised, come! + Come, Lord, to me! + Work, Thou, O God, through me; + Live, Thou, O God, in me, + Ever in me! + + 6. By the baptismal stream, + Which made me Thine, + By the dear flesh and blood, + Thy love made mine, + Purge Thou all sin from me + That I may nearer be, + Nearer to Thee! + + 7. Surely it matters not + What earth may bring, + Death is of no account, + Grace will I sing. + Nothing remains for me + Save to be nearer Thee, + Nearer to Thee! + + H. E. Jacobs, 1887. + + +325 + + 7s 6 l + + Rock of Ages, cleft for me, + Let me hide myself in Thee; + Let the water and the blood, + From Thy riven side which flowed, + Be of sin the double cure, + Cleanse me from its guilt and power. + + 2. Not the labors of my hands + Can fulfil 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. + + 3. Nothing in my hand I bring, + Simply to Thy Cross I cling; + Naked, come to Thee for dress; + Helpless, look to Thee for grace; + Foul, I to the fountain fly,— + Wash me, Savior, or I die! + + 4. While I draw this fleeting breath, + When my eyelids close in death, + When I soar to worlds unknown, + See Thee on Thy judgment throne, + Rock of Ages, cleft for me, + Let me hide myself in Thee! + + A. M. Toplady, 1776, a. + + +326 + + L. M. + + Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness, + My beauty are, my glorious dress; + Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, + With joy shall I lift up my head. + + 2. Bold shall I stand in that great Day, + For who aught to my charge shall lay? + Fully through these absolved I am + From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. + + 3. The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, + Who from the Father’s bosom came, + Who died for me, e’en me t’ atone, + Now for my Lord and God I own. + + 4. Lord, I believe Thy precious blood, + Which at the mercy-seat of God + Forever doth for sinners plead, + For me—e’en for my soul—was shed. + + 5. Lord, I believe were sinners more + Than sands upon the ocean shore, + Thou hast for all a ransom paid, + For all a full atonement made. + + 6. When from the dust of death I rise + To claim my mansion in the skies, + E’en then this shall be all my plea: + Jesus hath lived and died for me. + + 7. Jesus, be endless praise to Thee, + Whose boundless mercy hath for me, + For me, and all Thy hands have made, + An everlasting ransom paid. + + L. v. Zinzendorf, 1739; J. Wesley, 1740. + + +327 + + L. M. + + Our God so loved the world that He + Gave His own Son and did decree + That all who would in Him believe + Should everlasting life receive. + + 2. Christ Jesus is the ground of faith, + Who was made flesh and suffered death; + All that confide in Him alone + Are built on this chief Corner-stone. + + 3. God would not have the sinner die; + His Son with saving grace is nigh, + His Spirit in the Word doth teach + How man the blessed goal may reach. + + 4. Be of good cheer, for God’s own Son + Forgives all sins which thou hast done; + Thou’rt justified by Jesus’ blood, + Thy Baptism grants the highest good. + + 5. If thou be sick, if death draw near, + This truth thy troubled heart can cheer: + Christ Jesus saves my soul from death; + That is the firmest ground of faith. + + 6. Glory to God the Father, Son, + And Holy Spirit, Three in One! + To Thee, O blessed Trinity, + Be praise now and eternally! + + J. Olearius, 1671; A. Crull, tr. + + +328 + + S. M. + + Grace! ’tis a charming sound, + Harmonious to the ear; + Heav’n with the echo shall resound, + And all the earth shall hear. + + 2. Grace first contrived the way + To save rebellious man; + And all the steps that grace display + Which drew the wondrous plan. + + 3. Grace first inscribed my name + In God’s eternal book; + ’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb, + Who all my sorrows took. + + 4. Grace led my roving feet + To tread the heavenly road; + And new supplies each hour I meet + While pressing on to God. + + 5. Grace taught my soul to pray + And made my eyes o’erflow; + ’Twas grace that kept me to this day + And will not let me go. + + 6. Grace all the work shall crown + Through everlasting days; + It lays in heaven the topmost stone + And well deserves the praise. + + Philip Doddridge, 1755. + + +329 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Thy works, not mine, O Christ, + Speak gladness to this heart; + They tell me all is done, + They bid my fear depart. + To whom, save Thee, who canst alone + For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? + + 2. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, + Has borne the awful load + Of sins that none in heaven + Or earth could bear but God. + To whom, save Thee, who canst alone + For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? + + 3. Thy death, not mine, O Christ, + Has paid the ransom due; + Ten thousand deaths like mine + Would have been all too few. + To whom, save Thee, who canst alone + For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? + + 4. Thy righteousness, O Christ, + Alone can cover me; + No righteousness avails + Save that which is of Thee. + To whom, save Thee, who canst alone + For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? + + H. Bonar, 1857. + + +330 + + C. M. + + O Mystery of Love Divine + That thought and thanks o’erpowers! + Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine, + And is Thy portion ours? + + 2. Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place + To set us in Thine own? + Didst Thou our low estate embrace + To lift us to Thy throne? + + 3. Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed, + God’s perfect will express, + That we, th’ unfaithful ones, might plead + Thy perfect faithfulness? + + 4. On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom + In that drear garden rise? + Are ours the brightness and the bloom + Of Thine own Paradise? + + 5. For Thee the Father’s hidden face? + For Thee the bitter cry? + For us the Father’s endless grace, + The song of victory? + + 6. Our load of sin and misery + Didst Thou, the Sinless, bear? + Thy spotless robe of purity + Do we, the sinners, wear? + + 7. Lord Jesus, is it even so? + Have we been lovèd thus? + What love can we on Thee bestow + Who hast exchanged with us? + + 8. Thou, who our very place didst take, + Dwell in our very heart. + Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make, + Thyself, Thyself, impart. + + T. H. Gill, 1864. + + + + +SANCTIFICATION. + + +OBEDIENCE. + + +331 + + 5, 5, 8, 8, 5, 5 + + Jesus, still lead on + Till our rest be won; + And although the way be cheerless, + We will follow calm and fearless. + Guide us by Thy hand + To our fatherland. + + 2. If the way be drear, + If the Foe be near, + Let no faithless fears o’ertake us; + Let not faith and hope forsake us; + For through many a woe + To our home we go. + + 3. When we seek relief + From a long-felt grief; + When temptations come alluring, + Make us patient and enduring; + Show us that bright shore + Where we weep no more. + + 4. Jesus, still lead on + Till our rest be won. + Heavenly Leader, still direct us, + Still support, control, protect us, + Till we safely stand + In our fatherland. + + L. v. Zinzendorf, 1721; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1853. + + +332 + + L. M. + + God of my life, whose gracious power + Through various deaths my soul hath led; + Or turned aside the fatal hour, + Or lifted up my sinking head: + + 2. In all my ways Thy hand I own, + Thy ruling providence I see. + O help me still my course to run + And still direct my path to Thee. + + 3. Whither, O whither should I fly + But to my loving Savior’s breast? + Secure within Thine arms to lie + And safe beneath Thy wings to rest! + + 4. I have no skill the snare to shun; + But Thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art! + I ever into ruin run; + But Thou art greater than my heart. + + 5. Foolish and impotent and blind, + Lead me a way I have not known; + Bring me where I my heaven may find, + The heaven of loving Thee alone. + + 6. Enlarge my heart to make Thee room; + Enter and in me ever stay. + The crooked then shall straight become; + The darkness shall be lost in day. + + Charles Wesley, 1740. + + +333 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Let us ever walk with Jesus, + Follow His example pure, + Flee the world, that would deceive us + And to sin our soul allure. + Ever in His footsteps treading, + Body here, yet soul above, + Full of faith and hope and love, + Let us do the Father’s bidding. + Faithful Lord, abide with me; + Savior, lead, I follow Thee. + + 2. Let us suffer here with Jesus, + To His image e’er conform; + Heaven’s glory soon will please us, + Sunshine follow on the storm. + Having sown in tears, in gladness + We shall reap. With patient cheer + Let us hope and, void of fear, + Bide the turning of our sadness. + Christ, I suffer here with Thee, + There, oh, share Thy joy with me! + + 3. Let us also die with Jesus. + His death from the second death, + From our soul’s destruction, frees us, + Quickens us with life’s glad breath. + Let us mortify, while living, + Flesh and blood and die to sin; + And the grave that shuts us in + Shall but prove the gate to heaven. + Jesus, here I die to Thee, + There to live eternally. + + 4. Let us also live with Jesus; + Since He’s risen from the dead, + Must the conquered grave release us. + Jesus, Thou art now our Head, + We Thy body’s cherished members. + Where Thou livest, live shall we; + Own us evermore to be, + Dearest Friend, Thy loved brethren. + Jesus, here I live to Thee, + Yonder, too, eternally. + + S. v. Birken, 1652; J. A. Rimbach, tr., a. + + +334 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8 + + Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, + All in My way abiding; + Deny yourselves, the world forsake, + Obey My call and guiding; + O bear the cross, whate’er betide, + Take My example for your guide. + + 2. I am the Light, I light the way, + A virtuous life displaying; + Who comes to Me and follows, aye, + I lead from his dark straying. + I am the Way, and well I show + How men should sojourn here below. + + 3. My heart in lowliness abounds, + My soul with love is glowing, + And from My mouth are words and sounds + Of meekness overflowing. + My heart, My mind, My strength, My all + To God I yield, on Him I call. + + 4. I teach you to avoid and flee + What harms your soul’s salvation, + Your heart to purify and free + From sin’s abomination. + Your Rock and Fortress e’er am I + And lead you to the life on high. + + 5. But if too hot you find the fray, + I, at your side, stand ready; + I fight Myself, I lead the way, + At all times firm and steady. + A coward he who will not heed + When the chief Captain takes the lead. + + 6. Who seeks to find his soul’s welfare + Without Me, he shall lose it; + But who to lose it may appear, + In God shall introduce it. + Who bears no cross nor follows hard, + Deserves not Me nor My reward. + + 7. Then let us follow our dear Lord, + And bear the cross appointed + And, bravely cleaving to His Word, + In suffering be undaunted. + Who has not stood the battle’s strain + The crown of life shall ne’er obtain. + + J. Scheffler, 1668; C. W. Schaeffer, tr., a. + + +335 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Jesus, I my cross have taken, + All to leave and follow Thee; + Destitute, despised, forsaken, + Thou from hence my All shalt be. + Perish every fond ambition, + All I’ve sought or hoped or known; + Yet how rich is my condition! + God and heaven are still my own. + + 2. Let the world despise and leave me, + They have left my Savior too; + Human hearts and looks deceive me, + Thou art not, like them, untrue. + And while Thou shalt smile upon me, + God of wisdom, love, and might, + Foes may hate and friends may shun me; + Show Thy face, and all is bright. + + 3. Go, then, earthly fame and treasure! + Come, disaster, scorn, and pain! + In Thy service, pain is pleasure; + With Thy favor, loss is gain. + I have called Thee Abba, Father! + I have stayed my heart on Thee; + Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, + All must work for good to me. + + 4. Man may trouble and distress me, + ’Twill but drive me to Thy breast; + Life with trials hard may press me, + Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. + Oh, ’tis not in grief to harm me + While Thy love is left to me! + Oh, ’twere not in joy to charm me + Were that joy unmixed with Thee. + + 5. Take, my soul, thy full salvation; + Rise o’er sin and fear and care, + Joy to find in every station, + Something still to do or bear. + Think what Spirit dwells within thee, + What a Father’s smile is thine, + What a Savior died to win thee,— + Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? + + 6. Haste, then, on from grace to glory, + Armed by faith and winged by prayer; + Heaven’s eternal day’s before thee, + God’s own hand shall guide thee there. + Soon shall close thy earthly mission, + Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days, + Hope soon change to glad fruition, + Faith to sight and prayer to praise. + + H. F. Lyte, 1824. + + +336 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Holy Father! Thou hast taught me + I should live to Thee alone; + Year by year Thy hand hath brought me + On through dangers oft unknown. + When I wandered, Thou hast found me; + When I doubted, sent me light; + Still Thine arm has been around me, + All my paths were in Thy sight. + + 2. In the world will foes assail me, + Crafty, stronger far than I; + And the strife will never fail me, + Well I know, before I die. + Therefore, Lord, I come, believing + Thou canst give the power I need, + Through the prayer of faith receiving + Strength, the Spirit’s strength, indeed. + + 3. I would trust in Thy protecting, + Wholly rest upon Thine arm, + Follow wholly Thy directing, + Thou mine only Guard from harm! + Keep me from mine own undoing, + Help me turn to Thee when tried; + Still my footsteps, Father, viewing, + Keep me ever at Thy side. + + J. M. Neale, 1842, a. + + +337 + + 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + Savior, I follow on, + Guided by Thee, + Seeing not yet the hand + That leadeth me. + Hushed be my heart and still, + Fear I no further ill, + Only to meet Thy will + My will shall be. + + 2. Riven the rock for me + Thirst to relieve, + Manna from heaven falls + Fresh every eve; + Never a want severe + Causeth my eye a tear + But Thou dost whisper near, + “Only believe!” + + 3. Often to Marah’s brink + Have I been brought; + Shrinking the cup to drink, + Help I have sought; + And with the prayer’s ascent + Jesus the branch hath rent, + Quickly relief hath sent, + Sweetening the draught. + + 4. Savior, I long to walk + Closer with Thee; + Led by Thy guiding hand, + Ever to be + Constantly near Thy side, + Quickened and purified, + Living for Him who died + Freely for me. + + C. S. Robinson, 1862. + + +338 + + S. M. 8 l + + O Thou who wouldst not have + One wretched sinner die, + Who diedst Thyself my soul to save + From endless misery, + Teach me my course to run, + While yet I sojourn here, + That when Thou comest on Thy throne + I may with joy appear. + + 2. Thou art Thyself the Way, + Thyself in me reveal; + So shall I pass my life’s short day + Obedient to Thy will; + So shall I love my God + Because He first loved me, + And praise Thee in Thy bright abode + Through all eternity. + + Charles Wesley, 1749, a. + + +339 + + 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.) + + May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil + And do on earth our Father’s will + As angels do above; + Still walk in Christ, the living Way, + With all Thy children and obey + The law of Christian love. + + 2. So may we join Thy name to bless, + Thy grace adore, Thy power confess, + From sin and strife to flee. + One is our calling, one our name, + The end of all our hopes the same, + A crown of life with Thee. + + 3. Spirit of Life, of Love and Peace, + Unite our hearts, our joy increase, + Thy gracious help supply. + To each of us the blessing give + In Christian fellowship to live, + In joyful hope to die. + + Edward Osler, 1836, a. + + +340 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 + + Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, + Pilgrim through this barren land; + I am weak, but Thou art mighty, + Hold me with Thy powerful hand: + Bread of heaven, + Feed me till I want no more! + + 2. Open now the crystal fountain + Whence the healing streams do flow, + Let the fiery, cloudy pillar + Lead me all my journey through: + Strong Deliverer, + Be Thou still my Strength and Shield! + + 3. When I tread the verge of Jordan, + Bid my anxious fears subside; + Death of death and hell’s Destruction, + Land me safe on Canaan’s side: + Songs of praises + I will ever give to Thee. + + Wm. Williams, 1745; P. Williams, tr., 1771. + + +341 + + S. M. + + The man is ever blest + Who shuns the sinners’ ways, + Among their counsels never stands, + Nor takes the scorners’ place; + + 2. But makes the Law of God + His study and delight + Amid the labors of the day + And watches of the night. + + 3. He like a tree shall thrive, + With waters near the root; + Fresh as the leaf his name shall live, + His works are heavenly fruit. + + 4. Not so th’ ungodly race, + They no such blessings find; + Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff + Before the driving wind. + + 5. How will they bear to stand + Before that judgment-seat + Where all the saints at Christ’s right hand + In full assembly meet? + + 6. He knows and He approves + The way the righteous go; + But sinners and their works shall meet + A dreadful overthrow. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +342 + + C. M. + + O that the Lord would guide my ways + To keep His statutes still! + O that my God would grant me grace + To know and do His will! + + 2. Order my footsteps by Thy Word + And make my heart sincere; + Let sin have no dominion, Lord, + But keep my conscience clear. + + 3. Assist my soul, too apt to stray, + A stricter watch to keep; + And should I e’er forget Thy way, + Restore Thy wandering sheep. + + 4. Make me to walk in Thy commands,— + ’Tis a delightful road,— + Nor let my head or heart or hands + Offend against my God. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, a. + + +343 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8 + + God, from all eternity + In Thy Son Thou didst elect me; + Therefore, Father, graciously + In my course to heaven direct me; + Send to me Thy Holy Spirit + That His gifts I may inherit. + + 2. Though alive, I’m dead in sin, + To all good things lost by nature; + Holy Ghost, change me within, + Make of me a new-born creature; + For the flesh deserves damnation + And can never gain salvation. + + 3. Drive away the gloomy night + Of my sinful meditation; + Quench all thoughts that are not right, + Reason hold in limitation; + Grant that I from Thee with yearning + Wisdom always may be learning. + + 4. All desires and thoughts of mine, + From my youth, are only evil; + Save me by Thy power divine + From myself and from the devil; + Give me strength in ample measure, + Both to will and do Thy pleasure. + + 5. Such a heart create in me, + That in Thee, O God, believing, + At the base iniquity + Of my sins I may be grieving; + And when hours of woe betide me, + In the wounds of Jesus hide me. + + 6. As a branchlet in the Vine, + In my blessed Lord, implant me; + Ever of my Head divine + To remain a member grant me; + Oh, let Him, my Lord and Savior, + Be my Life and Love forever! + + 7. Faith and hope and charity + Graciously, O Father, give me; + Be my Guardian constantly + That no devil e’er may grieve me; + Grant me humbleness and gladness, + Peace and patience in my sadness. + + 8. Help me speak what’s right and just, + And keep silence on occasion; + Help me pray, Lord, as I must; + Help me bear my tribulation; + Help me die and let my spirit + Everlasting life inherit. + + C. Neumann, 1680; A. Crull, tr. + + +344 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + How can I thank Thee, Lord, + For all Thy loving-kindness? + Thou hast so long a time + Had patience with my blindness + When dead in many sins + And trespasses I lay, + And kindled, holy God, + Thine anger every day. + + 2. Lord, Thou hast shown to me + Divine commiseration: + I persevered in sin, + But Thou in great compassion; + I did resist Thee, Lord, + Deferring to repent; + Thou didst defer Thy wrath + And instant punishment. + + 3. It is Thy work alone + That now I am converted, + Thy power o’er Satan’s work + In me Thou hast asserted; + Thy mercy, that doth reach + Unto the clouds, O Lord, + Did break my stony heart + By Thine almighty Word. + + 4. Though able to offend + Thee, Lord, by sin and failing, + Still to regain Thy grace + My strength was unavailing. + Though I could fall from grace + And choose the way of sin, + I had no strength to rise, + A new life to begin. + + 5. But Thou hast raised me up + And with divine compassion + Hast shown me, Lord, the way + That leadeth to salvation. + I thank Thee, Lord, that now + My former sins I hate + And freely—not from fear— + Dead works abominate. + + 6. That I may not backslide, + But life in heaven inherit, + Grant me, while here I live, + O Lord, Thy Holy Spirit + That He may give me strength + In mine infirmity + And e’er renew my heart + To serve Thee willingly. + + 7. O guide and lead me, Lord, + While here below I wander; + Grant that I follow Thee, + My Guide and my Commander. + For if I lead myself, + I soon am led astray; + But if Thou leadest me, + I do my duty aye. + + 8. O Father, God of Love, + Hear now my supplication! + Lord Jesus, Son of God, + O grant me Thy salvation! + And Thou, O Holy Ghost, + Always abide with me + That I may serve Thee here + And there eternally! + + G. Gesenius, c. 1647; A. Crull, tr. + + +CONSECRATION. + + +345 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, + For all He gives thee day by day? + O hast thou in thy gift a favor + That can delight and please Him?—say! + The best of offerings He requires; + Give Him thy heart with its desires. + + 2. Give God His own if aught thou’rt giving; + Say, soul, to whom belongs thy heart? + Can Satan, he who hates the living, + Or any creature claim a part?— + To Thee alone I will assign, + O Lord, my heart and all that’s mine. + + 3. Accept the gift which Thou requirest, + The first-fruits of my heart, O God! + The offerings Thou so much desirest, + For which Thy Son paid with His blood. + To Thee alone I now resign + My heart, to be forever Thine. + + 4. Whom should I give my heart’s affection + But Thee, who givest Thine to faith? + Thy fervent love is my protection; + Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death. + My heart with Thine shall ever be + One heart throughout eternity. + + C. F. Lochner, c. 1673. + + +346 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + O God, Thou faithful God, + Thou Fount that ever flowest, + Without whom nothing is, + Who all good gifts bestowest, + A pure and healthy frame + O give me and within + A conscience free from blame, + A soul unhurt by sin. + + 2. And grant me, Lord, to do, + With ready heart and willing, + Whate’er Thou shalt command, + My calling here fulfilling; + To do it when I ought, + With all my strength; and bless + The work I thus have wrought, + For Thou must give success. + + 3. O let me never speak + What bounds of truth exceedeth; + Grant that no idle word + From out my mouth proceedeth; + And grant, when in my place + I must and ought to speak, + My words due power and grace, + Nor let me wound the weak. + + 4. If dangers gather round, + Still keep me calm and fearless; + Help me to bear the cross + When life is dark and cheerless; + Let me subdue my foe + By words and actions kind; + When counsel I would know, + Good counsel let me find. + + 5. And let me with all men, + As far as in me lieth, + In peace and friendship live; + And if Thy gift supplieth + Me wealth and honor fair, + Then this refuse me not, + That naught be mingled there + Of goods unjustly got. + + 6. And if a longer life + Be here on earth decreed me, + And Thou through many a strife + To age at last wilt lead me, + Thy patience in me shed, + Avert all sin and shame, + And crown my hoary head + With pure, untarnished fame. + + 7. Let me depart this life + Confiding in my Savior; + Do Thou my soul receive, + That it may live forever; + And let my body have + A quiet resting-place + Beside a Christian’s grave; + And let it sleep in peace. + + 8. And on that solemn day + When all the dead are waking, + Stretch o’er my grave Thy hand, + Thyself my slumbers breaking; + Then let me hear Thy voice, + Change Thou this earthly frame, + And bid me aye rejoice + With those who love Thy name. + + J. Heermann, 1630. + + +347 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + O God, forsake me not! + Thy gracious presence lend me; + Lead Thou Thy helpless child, + Thy Holy Spirit send me + That I my course may run. + Be Thou my Light, my Lot, + My Staff, my Rock, my Shield,— + O God, forsake me not! + + 2. O God, forsake me not! + Take not Thy Spirit from me + And suffer not the might + Of sin to overcome me; + Increase my feeble faith, + Which Thou Thyself hast wrought; + Be Thou my Strength and Power,— + O God, forsake me not! + + 3. O God, forsake me not! + Lord, hear my supplication! + In every evil hour + Help me o’ercome temptation; + And when the Prince of hell + My conscience seeks to blot, + Be Thou not far from me,— + O God, forsake me not! + + 4. O God, forsake me not! + Thy mercy I’m addressing; + O Father, God of Love, + Grant me Thy heavenly blessing + To do the duty which + To me Thou didst allot, + To do what pleaseth Thee,— + O God, forsake me not! + + 5. O God, forsake me not! + Lord, I am Thine forever. + Grant me true faith in Thee; + Grant that I leave Thee never; + Grant me a blessed end + When my good fight is fought, + Help me in life and death,— + O God, forsake me not! + + S. Franck, † 1725; A. Crull, tr. + + +348 + + L. M. 6 l + + O Love, who formedst me to wear + The image of Thy Godhead here; + Who soughtest me with tender care + Through all my wand’rings wild and drear,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn + On me Thy choice hast gently laid; + O Love, who here as man wast born + And like to us in all things made,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 3. O Love, who once in time wast slain, + Pierced through and through with bitter woe; + O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain + That we eternal joy might know,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 4. O Love, of whom in truth and light, + The Word and Spirit, life and power, + Whose heart was bared to them that smite, + To shield us in our trial hour,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 5. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast + Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine; + Love, who hast conquered me at last, + Enrapturing this heart of mine,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 6. O Love, who lovest me for aye, + Who for my soul dost ever plead; + O Love, who didst my ransom pay, + Who for me e’er dost intercede,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + 7. O Love, who once shalt bid me rise + From out this dying life of ours; + O Love, who once above yon skies + Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers,— + O Love, I give myself to Thee, + Thine ever, only Thine, to be. + + J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858. + + +349 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 6 + + Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, + Thee will I love, my Hope, my Joy, + Thee will I love with all my power, + With ardor time shall ne’er destroy. + Thee will I love, O Light Divine, + So long as life is mine. + + 2. Thee will I love, my Life, my Savior, + Who art my best and truest Friend; + Thee will I love and praise forever, + For never shall Thy kindness end; + Thee will I love with all my heart, + For Thou my Bridegroom art. + + 3. Alas! that I so late have known Thee, + Who art the Fairest and the Best, + Nor sooner for my Lord could own Thee, + Our highest Good, our only Rest! + Now bitter shame and grief I prove + O’er this my tardy love. + + 4. I wandered long in willing blindness; + I sought Thee, but I found Thee not; + For still I shunned Thy beams of kindness, + The creature-light filled all my thought. + And if at last I see Thee now, + ’Twas Thou to me didst bow! + + 5. I thank Thee, Jesus, Sun from heaven, + Whose shining hath brought light to me; + I thank Thee, who hast richly given + All that could make me glad and free; + I thank Thee that my soul is healed + By what Thy lips revealed. + + 6. O keep me watchful, then, and humble + And suffer me no more to stray; + Uphold me when my feet would stumble, + Nor let me loiter by the way; + Fill all my nature with Thy light, + O Radiance strong and bright! + + 7. O teach me, Lord, to love Thee truly + With soul and body, head and heart, + And grant me grace that I may duly + Practise fore’er love’s sacred art; + Grant that my every thought may be + Directed e’er to Thee. + + 8. Thee will I love, my Crown of gladness, + Thee will I love, my God and Lord, + Amid the darkest depths of sadness, + Not for the hope of high reward, + For Thine own sake, O Light Divine, + So long as life is mine. + + J. Scheffler, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1863. + + +350 + + L. M. + + Renew me, O eternal Light, + And let my heart and soul be bright, + Illumined with the light of grace, + That issues from Thy holy face. + + 2. Destroy in me the lust of sin, + From all impureness make me clean; + O grant me power and strength, my God, + To strive against my flesh and blood. + + 3. Create in me a new heart, Lord, + That gladly I obey Thy Word + And naught but what Thou wilt, desire; + With such new life my soul inspire. + + 4. Grant that I only Thee may love + And seek those things which are above, + Till I behold Thee face to face, + O Light eternal, through Thy grace. + + J. F. Ruopp, 1704; A. Crull, tr. + + +351 + + 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + My faith looks up to Thee, + Thou Lamb of Calvary, + Savior divine! + Now hear me while I pray; + Take all my guilt away; + O let me from this day + Be wholly Thine! + + 2. May Thy rich grace impart + Strength to my fainting heart, + My zeal inspire. + As Thou hast died for me, + Oh, may my love to Thee + Pure, warm, and changeless be, + A living fire! + + 3. While life’s dark maze I tread + And griefs around me spread, + Be Thou my Guide. + Bid darkness turn to day, + Wipe sorrow’s tears away, + Nor let me ever stray + From Thee aside. + + 4. When ends life’s transient dream, + When death’s cold, sullen stream + Shall o’er me roll, + Blest Savior, then, in love, + Fear and distrust remove; + Oh, bear me safe above, + A ransomed soul! + + Ray Palmer, 1830. + + +352 + + 6s 6 l + + Thy life was giv’n for me, + Thy blood, O Lord, was shed, + That I might ransomed be + And quickened from the dead. + Thy life was giv’n for me: + What have I giv’n for Thee? + + 2. Thy Father’s home of light. + Thy rainbow-circled throne, + Were left for earthly night, + For wanderings sad and lone. + Yea, all was left for me: + Have I left aught for Thee? + + 3. And Thou hast brought to me, + Down from Thy home above, + Salvation full and free, + Thy pardon and Thy love. + Great gifts Thou broughtest me: + What have I brought to Thee? + + 4. Oh, let my life be given, + My years for Thee be spent, + World’s fetters all be riven, + And pain with joy be blent! + Thou gavest Thyself for me; + I give myself to Thee. + + F. R. Havergal, 1858, abr. and a. + + +353 + + 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + Savior, Thy dying love + Thou gavest me; + Nor should I aught withhold, + Dear Lord, from Thee. + In love my soul would bow, + My heart fulfil its vow, + Some off’ring bring Thee now, + Something for Thee. + + 2. O’er the blest mercy-seat, + Pleading for me, + My feeble faith looks up, + Jesus, to Thee. + Help me the cross to bear, + Thy wondrous love declare, + Some song to raise or pray’r, + Something for Thee. + + 3. Give me a faithful heart— + Likeness to Thee— + That each departing day + Henceforth may see + Some work of love begun, + Some deed of kindness done, + Some wand’rer sought and won, + Something for Thee. + + 4. All that I am and have— + Thy gifts so free— + In joy, in grief, through life, + Dear Lord, for Thee! + And when Thy face I see, + My ransomed soul shall be + Through all eternity + Something for Thee. + + S. D. Phelps, 1867. + + +354 + + C. M. + + O for a faith that will not shrink, + Though pressed by many a foe; + That will not tremble on the brink + Of poverty or woe; + + 2. That will not murmur nor complain + Beneath the chastening rod, + But in the hour of grief or pain + Can lean upon its God; + + 3. A faith that shines more bright and clear + When tempests rage without; + That, when in danger, knows no fear, + In darkness feels no doubt; + + 4. That bears unmoved the world’s dread frown + Nor heeds its scornful smile; + That sin’s wild ocean cannot drown, + Nor Satan’s arts beguile; + + 5. A faith that keeps the narrow way + Till life’s last hour is fled + And with a pure and heavenly ray + Lights up a dying bed. + + 6. Lord, give us such a faith as this, + And then, whate’er may come, + We’ll taste, e’en here, the hallowed bliss + Of an eternal home. + + W. H. Bathhurst, 1830, a. + + +355 + + 7s + + Take my life and let it be + Consecrated, Lord, to Thee; + Take my moments and my days, + Let them flow in ceaseless praise. + + 2. Take my hands and let them move + At the impulse of Thy love; + Take my feet and let them be + Swift and beautiful for Thee. + + 3. Take my voice and let me sing + Always, only, for my King; + Take my lips and let them be + Filled with messages from Thee. + + 4. Take my silver and my gold, + Not a mite would I withhold; + Take my intellect and use + Every power as Thou shalt choose. + + 5. Take my will and make it Thine, + It shall be no longer mine; + Take my heart, it is Thine own, + It shall be Thy royal throne. + + 6. Take my love, my Lord, I pour + At Thy feet its treasure-store; + Take myself, and I will be + Ever, only, all for Thee. + + F. R. Havergal, 1874. + + +356 + + 7, 7, 7, 5 + + Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, + Who Thy Father’s flock dost keep, + Safe we wake and safe we sleep + Guarded still by Thee. + + 2. In Thy promise firm we stand, + None can pluck us from Thy hand, + Speak—we hear—at Thy command + We will follow Thee. + + 3. By Thy blood our souls were bought, + By Thy life salvation wrought, + By Thy light our feet are taught, + Lord, to follow Thee. + + 4. Father, draw us to Thy Son; + We with joy will follow on + Till the work of grace is done + And, from sin set free, + + 5. We, in robes of glory dressed, + Join th’ assembly of the blest, + Gathered to eternal rest + In the fold with Thee. + + Henry Cook, 1868. + + +GIVING. + + +357 + + 8, 8, 8, 4 + + O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, + To Thee all praise and glory be; + How shall we show our love to Thee, + Who givest all? + + 2. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, + But gav’st Him for a world undone, + And freely with that Blessed One + Thou givest all. + + 3. Thou giv’st the Spirit’s holy dower, + Spirit of Life and Love and Power, + And dost His sevenfold graces shower + Upon us all. + + 4. For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, + For means of grace and hopes of heaven, + What can to Thee, O Lord, be given, + Who givest all? + + 5. We lose what on ourselves we spend; + We have, as treasure without end, + Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, + Who givest all. + + 6. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee + Repaid a thousandfold will be; + Then gladly will we give to Thee, + Who givest all. + + C. Wordsworth, abr., 1863. + + +358 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us + With Thy life-blood as the price, + Never grudging for the lost ones + That tremendous sacrifice; + And with that hast freely given + Blessings countless as the sand, + To th’ unthankful and the evil + With Thine own unsparing hand. + + 2. Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee, + Gladly, freely, of Thine own; + With the sunshine of Thy goodness + Melt our thankless hearts of stone, + Till our cold and selfish natures, + Warmed by Thee, at length believe + That more happy and more blessed + ’Tis to give than to receive. + + 3. Wondrous honor hast Thou given + To our humblest charity + In Thine own mysterious sentence, + “Ye have done it unto Me.” + Can it be, O gracious Master, + Thou dost deign for alms to sue, + Saying by Thy poor and needy, + “Give as I have given to you”? + + 4. Lord of Glory, who hast bought us + With Thy life-blood as the price, + Never grudging for the lost ones + That tremendous sacrifice, + Give us faith to trust Thee boldly, + Hope, to stay our souls on Thee; + But oh! best of all Thy graces, + Give us Thine own charity. + + E. S. Alderson, 1868, abr. + + +359 + + C. M. + + Lord, lead the way the Savior went, + By lane and cell obscure, + And let love’s treasures still be spent, + Like His, upon the poor. + + 2. Like Him through scenes of deep distress, + Who bore the world’s sad weight, + We, in their crowded loneliness, + Would seek the desolate. + + 3. For Thou hast placed us side by side + In this wide world of ill, + And that Thy followers may be tried, + The poor are with us still. + + 4. Mean are all offerings we can make, + But Thou hast taught us, Lord, + If given for the Savior’s sake, + They lose not their reward. + + W. Crosswell, 1831. + + +360 + + L. M. + + Almighty Father, heav’n and earth + With lavish wealth before Thee bow; + Those treasures owe to Thee their birth, + Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou. + + 2. The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea, + The gold, the silver, sparkling gem, + The waving corn, the bending tree, + Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them. + + 3. To Thee, as early morning’s dew, + Our praises, alms, and prayer shall rise, + As rose, when joyous earth was new, + Faith’s patriarchal sacrifice. + + 4. We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest, + The costliest offerings on Thy shrine; + But when we give, and give our best, + We only give Thee what is Thine. + + 5. O Father, whence all blessings come, + O Son, Dispenser of God’s store, + O Spirit, bear our offerings home; + Lord, make them Thine forevermore. + + E. A. Dayman, 1868. + + +361 + + S. M. + + We give Thee but Thine own, + Whate’er the gift may be; + All that 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 first-fruits give! + + 3. To comfort and to bless, + To find a balm for woe, + To tend the lone and fatherless— + Is angels’ work below. + + 4. The captive to release, + To God the lost to bring, + To teach the way of life and peace— + It is a Christlike thing. + + 5. And we believe Thy Word, + Though dim our faith may be. + Whate’er for Thine we do, O Lord, + We do it unto Thee. + + W. W. How, 1858, abr. + + +362 + + 8, 8, 8, 6 + + O God of mercy, God of might, + In love and pity infinite, + Teach us, as ever in Thy sight, + To live our life to Thee. + + 2. And Thou, who cam’st on earth to die + That fallen man might live thereby, + O hear us, for to Thee we cry, + In hope, O Lord, to Thee. + + 3. Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught, + To feel for those Thy blood hath bought, + That every word and deed and thought + May work a work for Thee. + + 4. For all are brethren, far and wide, + Since Thou, O Lord, for all hast died; + Then teach us, whatsoe’er betide, + To love them all in Thee. + + 5. In sickness, sorrow, want, or care, + Whate’er it be, ’tis ours to share; + May we, where help is needed, there + Give help as unto Thee! + + 6. And may Thy Holy Spirit move + All those who live to live in love, + Till Thou shalt greet in heaven above + All those who give to Thee. + + G. Thring, 1879. + + +TRUST. + + +363 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + All depends on our possessing + God’s free love and grace and blessing, + Though all earthly wealth depart; + He who God for his hath taken + Mid the changing world unshaken + Keeps a free, heroic heart. + + 2. He who hitherto hath fed me + And to many a joy hath led me + Is and ever shall be mine; + He who did so gently school me, + He who still doth guide and rule me, + Will not leave me now to pine. + + 3. Shall I weary me with fretting + O’er vain trifles and regretting + Things that never can remain? + I will strive but that to win me + Which can shed true rest within me, + Rest the world must seek in vain. + + 4. When my heart with longing sickens, + Hope again my courage quickens, + For my wish shall be fulfilled. + If it please His will most tender, + Soul and body I surrender + Unto Him on whom I build. + + 5. Well He knows how best to grant me + All the longing hopes that haunt me; + All things have their proper day. + I would dictate to Him never; + As God wills, so be it ever; + When He wills, I will obey. + + 6. If on earth He bids me linger, + He will guide me with His finger + Through the years that now look dim. + All that earth has fleets and changes, + As a river onward ranges, + But I rest in peace on Him. + + Anon., 1673; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858. + + +364 + + C. M. + + O God of Jacob, by whose hand + Thy people still are fed; + Who through this weary pilgrimage + Hast all our fathers led; + + 2. To Thee our humble vows we raise, + To Thee address our prayer + And in Thy kind and faithful breast + Deposit all our care. + + 3. Through each perplexing path of life + Our wandering footsteps guide; + Give us each day our daily bread + And raiment fit provide. + + 4. O spread Thy covering wings around + Till all our wanderings cease + And at our Father’s loved abode + Our souls arrive in peace. + + 5. To Thee, as to our covenant God, + We’ll our whole selves resign + And thankful own that all we are, + And all we have, is Thine. + + Philip Doddridge, 1737, a. + + +365 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 6, 8 + + Lord, hear the voice of my complaint, + To Thee I now commend me, + Let not my heart and hope grow faint, + But deign Thy grace to send me. + True faith from Thee, my God, I seek, + The faith that loves Thee solely, + Keeps me lowly + And prompt to aid the weak, + And mark each word that Thou dost speak. + + 2. Yet more from Thee I dare to claim, + Whose goodness is unbounded; + O let me ne’er be put to shame, + My hope be ne’er confounded, + But e’en in death still find Thee true, + And in that hour, else lonely, + Trust Thee only, + Not aught that I can do; + For such false trust I sore should rue. + + 3. O grant that from my very heart + My foes be all forgiven; + Forgive my sins and heal their smart + And grant new life from heaven. + Thy Word, that blessed food, bestow, + Which best the soul can nourish; + Make it flourish + Through all the storms of woe + That else my faith might overthrow. + + 4. Then be the world my foe or friend, + Keep me to her a stranger, + Thy steadfast follower to the end, + Through pleasure and through danger; + From Thee alone comes such high grace, + No works of ours obtain it + Or can gain it; + Our pride hath here no place— + This Thy free promise we embrace. + + 5. Help me, for I am weak; I fight, + Yet scarce can battle longer; + I cling but to Thy grace and might, + ’Tis Thou canst make me stronger; + When sore temptations are my lot + And tempests round me lower, + Break the power: + So, through deliverance wrought, + I know that Thou forsak’st me not. + + J. Agricola, 1531; C. Winkworth, 1863, a. + + +366 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8, 8 + + O Lord, I love Thee from my heart; + I pray Thee, ne’er from me depart, + With tender mercy cheer me; + I scorn the richest earthly lot, + E’en heaven and earth attract me not, + If only Thou be near me. + Yea, though my heart be like to break, + Thou shalt my Trust that naught can shake, + My Portion and my Comfort be, + Who by Thy blood hast purchased me, + Lord Jesus Christ! + My God and Lord, my God and Lord! + Forsake me not who trust Thy Word. + + 2. Yea, Lord, ’twas Thy free bounty gave + My body, soul, and what I have + In this poor life of labor; + O grant that I may through Thy grace + Use all my powers to show Thy praise + And serve and help my neighbor. + From all false doctrine keep me, Lord, + From Satan’s lies and malice ward, + In every cross uphold Thou me + That I may bear it patiently. + Lord Jesus Christ! + My God and Lord, my God and Lord! + In death Thy comfort still afford. + + 3. Ah! Lord, let Thy dear angels come + At my last end to bear me home, + That I may die unfearing; + And in its narrow chamber keep + My body safe in painless sleep + Until Thy reappearing; + And then from death awaken me + That these mine eyes with joy may see, + O Son of God, Thy glorious face, + My Savior and my Fount of grace. + Lord Jesus Christ! + My prayer attend, my prayer attend, + And I will praise Thee without end. + + M. Schalling, c. 1567. + + +367 + + C. M. + + The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want; + He makes me down to lie + In pastures green; He leadeth me + The quiet waters by. + + 2. My soul He doth restore again + And me to walk doth make + Within the path of righteousness, + E’en for His own name’s sake. + + 3. Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale, + Yet will I fear no ill; + For Thou art with me, and Thy rod + And staff me comfort still. + + 4. My table Thou hast furnishèd + In presence of my foes, + My head Thou dost with oil anoint, + And my cup overflows. + + 5. Goodness and mercy, all my life, + Shall surely follow me; + And in God’s house forevermore + My dwelling-place shall be. + + F. Rous, 1643. + + +368 + + C. M. + + When I can read my title clear + To mansions in the skies, + I bid farewell to every fear + And wipe my weeping eyes. + + 2. Should earth against my soul engage + And hellish darts be hurled, + Then I can smile at Satan’s rage + And face a frowning world. + + 3. Let cares like a wild deluge come + And storms of sorrow fall, + May I but safely reach my home, + My God, my heaven, my all! + + 4. There shall I bathe my weary soul + In seas of heavenly rest + And not a wave of trouble roll + Across my peaceful breast. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +369 + + S. M. + + My spirit on Thy care, + Blest Savior, I recline; + Thou wilt not leave me to despair, + For Thou art Love divine. + + 2. In Thee I place my trust, + On Thee I calmly rest; + I know Thee good, I know Thee just, + And count Thy choice the best. + + 3. Whate’er events betide, + Thy will they all perform; + Safe in Thy breast my head I hide + Nor fear the coming storm. + + 4. Let good or ill befall, + It must be good for me; + Secure of having Thee in all, + Of having all in Thee. + + H. F. Lyte, 1834. + + +370 + + 8, 5, 8, 3 + + I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, + Trusting only Thee; + Trusting Thee for full salvation, + Great and free. + + 2. I am trusting Thee for pardon, + At Thy feet I bow; + For Thy grace and tender mercy, + Trusting now. + + 3. I am trusting Thee for cleansing + In the crimson flood; + Trusting Thee to make me holy + By Thy blood. + + 4. I am trusting Thee to guide me; + Thou alone shalt lead, + Every day and hour supplying + All my need. + + 5. I am trusting Thee for power, + Thine can never fail; + Words which Thou Thyself shalt give me + Must prevail. + + 6. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, + Never let me fall; + I am trusting Thee forever + And for all. + + F. R. Havergal, 1874. + + +371 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + To Thee, O dear, dear Savior, + My spirit turns for rest, + My peace is in Thy favor, + My pillow on Thy breast; + Though all the world deceive me, + I know that I am Thine, + And Thou wilt never leave me, + O blessed Savior mine. + + 2. In Thee my trust abideth, + On Thee my hope relies, + O Thou whose love provideth + For all beneath the skies; + O Thou whose mercy found me, + From bondage set me free, + And then forever bound me + With threefold cords to Thee. + + 3. My grief is in the dulness + With which this sluggish heart + Doth open to the fulness + Of all Thou wouldst impart; + My joy is in Thy beauty + Of holiness divine, + My comfort in the duty + That binds my life in Thine. + + 4. Alas, that I should ever + Have failed in love to Thee, + The only One who never + Forgot or slighted me! + Oh, for a heart to love Thee + More truly as I ought + And nothing place above Thee + In deed or word or thought! + + 5. Oh, for that choicest blessing + Of living in Thy love + And thus on earth possessing + The peace of heaven above! + Oh, for the bliss that by it + The soul securely knows + The holy calm and quiet + Of faith’s serene repose! + + J. S. B. Monsell, 1863. + + +372 + + 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.) + + Where’er I go, whate’er my task, + The counsel of my God I ask, + Who ruleth all things right; + Unless He give both thought and deed, + The utmost pains can ne’er succeed, + And vain must be man’s might. + + 2. For what can all my toil avail? + My care, my watching,—all must fail + Unless my God is there. + Then let Him order all for me + As in His will He shall decree; + On Him I cast my care. + + 3. For naught can come, as naught has been, + But what my Father has foreseen + And what shall work my good. + Whate’er He gives me I will take, + Whate’er He chooses I will make + My choice with thankful mood. + + 4. I lean upon His mighty arm, + Which shieldeth me from every harm + And all calamity. + If in His precepts I shall live, + Whate’er is useful He will give; + And naught can injure me. + + 5. But only may He of His grace + The record of my guilt efface + And wipe out all my debt; + Though I have sinned, He will not straight + Pronounce His judgment, He will wait, + Have patience with me yet. + + 6. I travel to a distant land + To serve the post wherein I stand, + Which He hath bid me fill; + And He will bless me with His light + That I may serve His world aright + And make me know His will. + + 7. And though through desert wilds I fare, + Yet Jesus Christ is with me there, + The Lord Himself is near; + In all my dangers He will come, + And He who kept me safe at home + Can keep me safely here. + + 8. Yes, He will speed me on my way + And point me where to go and stay + And help me still and lead; + Let me in health and safety live + And time and wind and weather give + And whatsoe’er I need. + + 9. His holy angel being near, + My enemies I need not fear, + For He protects me well; + I owe it to my faithful Guide, + Who never yet hath left my side, + That I in peace may dwell. + + 10. When late at night my sleep I take, + When early in the morn I wake, + At rest, or on my way, + In hours of weakness or in bonds, + When, vexed with fears, my heart desponds, + God’s Word is e’er my stay. + + 11. Since, then, my course is traced by Him, + I will not fear that future dim, + But go, whate’er befall, + Well knowing naught awaits me there + Too hard for me through Him to bear; + With Him I’ll conquer all. + + 12. To Him myself I wholly give, + At His command I die or live, + I trust His love and power; + And if to-morrow or to-day + His summons come, I will obey, + He knows the proper hour. + + 13. But if it please that Love most kind, + And if this voice within my mind + Be whispering not in vain, + I yet shall praise my God ere long + In many a sweet and joyful song + When in my home again. + + 14. To those I love will He be near, + With His consoling light appear, + Who is my Shield and theirs; + And He will grant beyond our thought + What they and I alike have sought + With tears and fervent prayers. + + Paul Fleming, 1642; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a. + + +373 + + S. M. + + Jesus, my Truth, my Way, + My sure unerring Light, + On Thee my feeble soul I stay, + Which Thou wilt lead aright. + + 2. My Wisdom and my Guide, + My Counselor Thou art; + O let me never leave Thy side + Nor from Thy paths depart! + + 3. Thou seest my feebleness; + Jesus, be Thou my Power, + My Help and Refuge in distress, + My Fortress and my Tower. + + 4. Give me to trust in Thee; + Be Thou my sure Abode; + My Horn and Rock and Buckler be, + My Savior and my God. + + 5. Myself I cannot save, + Myself I cannot keep; + But strength in Thee I surely have, + Whose eyelids never sleep. + + 6. My soul to Thee alone + Now, therefore, I commend. + Thou, Jesus, having loved Thine own, + Wilt love me to the end! + + Charles Wesley, 1749. + + +374 + + S. M. + + The Lord my Shepherd is, + I shall be well supplied: + Since He is mine and I am His, + What can I want beside? + + 2. He leads me to the place + Where heavenly pasture grows, + Where living waters gently pass + And full salvation flows. + + 3. If e’er I go astray, + He doth my soul reclaim + And guides me in His own right way + For His most holy name. + + 4. While He affords His aid, + I cannot yield to fear; + Though I should walk through death’s dark shade, + My Shepherd’s with me there. + + 5. The bounties of Thy love + Shall crown my following days; + Nor from Thy house will I remove + Nor cease to speak Thy praise. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +375 + + 11s 4 l + + How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, + Is laid for your faith in His excellent Word! + What more can He say than to you He hath said, + Who unto the Savior for refuge have fled? + + 2. In every condition,—in sickness, in health, + In poverty’s vale or abounding in wealth, + At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea,— + As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. + + 3. Fear not, I am with Thee, oh, be not dismayed; + For I am thy God and will still give thee aid; + I’ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, + Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand. + + 4. When through the deep waters I call thee to go, + The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow; + For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless + And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. + + 5. When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, + My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; + The flames shall not hurt thee; I only design + Thy dross to consume and thy gold to refine. + + 6. E’en down to old age all My people shall prove + My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love; + And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn, + Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. + + 7. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose + I will not, I will not, desert to His foes; + That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, + I’ll never, no never, no never, forsake! + + Keen, 1787. + + +WARFARE. + + +376 + + L. M. + + Fight the good fight with all thy might; + Christ is thy Strength and Christ thy Right. + Lay hold on life, and it shall be + Thy joy and crown eternally. + + 2. Run the straight race through God’s good grace, + Lift up thine eyes and seek His face; + Life with its way before us lies, + Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize. + + 3. Cast care aside; upon thy Guide + Lean, and His mercy will provide; + Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove + Christ is its Life and Christ its Love. + + 4. Faint not, nor fear, His arms are near; + He changeth not, and thou art dear; + Only believe, and thou shalt see + That Christ is all in all to thee. + + J. S. B. Monsell, 1863. + + +377 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Stand up!—stand up for Jesus! + Ye soldiers of the Cross; + Lift high His royal banner, + It must not suffer loss. + From victory unto victory + His army shall He lead, + Till every foe is vanquished + And Christ is Lord indeed. + + 2. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus! + The trumpet call obey; + Forth to the mighty conflict + In this His glorious day. + Ye that are men, now serve Him + Against unnumbered foes; + Let courage rise with danger + And strength to strength oppose. + + 3. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus! + Stand in His strength alone; + The arm of flesh will fail you, + Ye dare not trust your own. + Put on the Gospel armor, + Each piece put on with prayer; + Where duty calls or danger, + Be never wanting there. + + 4. Stand up!—stand up for Jesus! + The strife will not be long; + This day the noise of battle, + The next, the victor’s song. + To him that overcometh, + A crown of life shall be; + He with the King of Glory + Shall reign eternally. + + G. Duffield, 1858. + + +378 + + C. M. + + Am I a soldier of the Cross, + A follower of the Lamb? + And shall I fear to own His cause + Or blush to speak His name? + + 2. Must I be carried to the skies + On flowery beds of ease + While others fought to win the prize + And sailed through bloody seas? + + 3. Are there no foes for me to face? + Must I not stem the flood? + Is this vile world a friend to grace, + To help me on to God? + + 4. Sure I must fight if I would reign; + Increase my courage, Lord! + I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, + Supported by Thy Word. + + 5. Thy saints, in all this glorious war, + Shall conquer, though they die; + They see the triumph from afar + With faith’s discerning eye. + + 6. When that illustrious day shall rise + And all Thine armies shine + In robes of victory through the skies, + The glory shall be Thine. + + Isaac Watts, 1709, a. + + +379 + + S. M. + + My soul, be on thy guard; + Ten thousand foes arise, + And hosts of sin are pressing hard + To draw thee from the skies. + + 2. O watch and fight and pray, + The battle ne’er give o’er; + Renew it boldly every day + And help divine implore. + + 3. Ne’er think the victory won, + Nor lay thine armor down; + Thine arduous work will not be done + Till thou receive thy crown. + + 4. Fight on, my soul, till death + Shall bring thee to thy God; + He’ll take thee at thy parting breath + To His divine abode. + + George Heath, 1781. + + +380 + + S. M. + + Soldiers of Christ, arise + And put your armor on; + Strong in the strength which God supplies + Through His eternal Son. + + 2. Strong in the Lord of hosts + And in His mighty power. + Who in the strength of Jesus trusts + Is more than conqueror. + + 3. Stand, then, in His great might, + With all His strength endued; + But take, to arm you for the fight, + The panoply of God: + + 4. That, having all things done + And all your conflicts past, + Ye may o’ercome through Christ alone + And stand entire at last. + + 5. From strength to strength go on, + Wrestle and fight and pray; + Tread all the powers of darkness down + And win the well-fought day. + + 6. Still let the Spirit cry + In all His soldiers, “Come,” + Till Christ the Lord descends from high + And takes the conquerors home. + + Charles Wesley, 1749. + + +381 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + Rise, my soul, to watch and pray, + From thy sleep awake thee, + Lest at last the evil day + Suddenly o’ertake thee; + For the Foe, Well we know, + Oft his harvest reapeth + While the Christian sleepeth. + + 2. But first rouse thee and awake + From secure indiff’rence; + Else will follow in its wake + Woe without deliv’rance. + O beware! Soul, take care! + Death in sins might find thee + Ere thou look behind thee. + + 3. Wake and watch, or else thy night + Christ can ne’er enlighten; + Far off still will seem the light + That thy path should brighten; + God demands Eyes and hands + Open for the offers + He so richly proffers. + + 4. Watch against the devil’s snares + Lest asleep he find thee; + For, indeed, no pains he spares + To deceive and blind thee; + Satan’s prey Oft are they + Who are soundly sleeping + And no good watch keeping. + + 5. Watch against the world that frowns + Darkly to dismay thee; + Watch when she thy wishes crowns, + Smiling to betray thee; + Watch and see Thou art free + From false friends that charm thee + While they seek to harm thee. + + 6. Watch against thyself, my soul; + See thou do not stifle + Grace that should thy thoughts control + Nor with mercy trifle. + Pride and sin Lurk within + All thy hopes to scatter; + List not when they flatter. + + 7. But while watching, also see + That thou pray unceasing; + For the Lord must make thee free, + Strength and faith increasing, + So to do Service true. + Let not sloth enslave thee; + Pray, and He will save thee. + + 8. Yea, indeed, He bids us pray, + Promising to hear us, + E’er to be our Staff and Stay, + Ever to be near us. + Ere we plead Will He heed, + Strengthen, keep, defend us, + And deliv’rance send us. + + 9. Courage, then, for all things must + Work for good and bless us, + If we but in prayerful trust + To His Son address us; + For He will Richly fill + And His Spirit send us, + Who to Him commend us. + + 10. Therefore let us watch and pray + Ever without ceasing, + For we know with every day + Dangers are increasing, + And the end Doth impend; + When the trumpet calleth, + Earth in ruins falleth. + + J. B. Freystein, 1704. + + +382 + + S. M. + + Ye servants of the Lord, + Each in his office wait, + Observant of His heavenly Word + And watchful at His gate. + + 2. Let all your lamps be bright + And trim the golden flame; + Gird up your loins, as in His sight, + For awful is His name. + + 3. Watch! ’tis your Lord’s command; + And while we speak, He’s near. + Mark the first signal of His hand + And ready all appear. + + 4. O happy servant he + In such a posture found! + He shall his Lord with rapture see + And be with honor crowned. + + Philip Doddridge, 1755. + + +RESIGNATION. + + +383 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me, + No other wish I cherish; + In life and death I cling to Thee, + O Lord, let me not perish! + Let but Thy grace ne’er from me part, + Else as Thou wilt; grant patient heart: + Thy will the best is ever. + + 2. Grant honor, truth, prosperity, + And love Thy Word to ponder; + False doctrines, Lord, keep far from me + And grant both here and yonder + What serves my everlasting bliss; + Preserve me from unrighteousness + In all my life and doings. + + 3. When at Thy summons I must leave + This world of sin and sadness, + Grant me Thy grace, Lord, not to grieve, + But to depart with gladness. + My spirit I commend to Thee; + O Lord, a blessed end give me + Through Jesus Christ;—yea. Amen. + + C. Melissander, 1574. + + +384 + + 6s 8 l + + Thy way, not mine, O Lord, + However dark it be! + Lead me by Thine own hand, + Choose out my path for me. + I dare not choose my lot; + I would not if I might. + Choose Thou for me, my God, + So shall I walk aright. + + 2. The kingdom that I seek + Is Thine; so let the way + That leads to it be Thine, + Else I must surely stray. + Take Thou my cup and it + With joy or sorrow fill, + As best to Thee may seem; + Choose Thou my good and ill. + + 3. Choose Thou for me my friends, + My sickness or my health; + Choose Thou my cares for me, + My poverty or wealth. + Not mine, not mine, the choice, + In things or great or small; + Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, + My Wisdom and my All. + + H. Bonar, 1857. + + +385 + + 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + What is the world to me + And all its vaunted pleasure + When Thou, and Thou alone, + Lord Jesus, art my Treasure! + Thou only, dearest Lord, + My soul’s Delight shalt be; + Thou art my Peace, my Rest,— + What is the world to me! + + 2. The world is like the smoke, + A fleeting exhalation, + A shadow faint and dim, + Of very short duration. + My Jesus doth abide, + Though all things fade and flee; + My everlasting Rock,— + What is the world to me! + + 3. The world strives to be praised + And honored by the mighty + Nor will at all reflect + How frail they are and flighty. + But what I glory in + Above all things is He, + My Jesus, He alone,— + What is the world to me! + + 4. The world seeks after wealth, + And unto Mammon offers + Its all, content if gold + Is hoarded in its coffers. + I know a higher good, + Which e’er my joy shall be; + My Jesus is my Wealth,— + What is the world to me! + + 5. The world is sorely grieved + Whenever it is slighted, + As though an enemy + Its honor would have blighted. + Christ, I bear Thy reproach + While thus it pleaseth Thee! + I’m honored by my Lord,— + What is the world to me! + + 6. The world cannot extol + Too highly sinful pleasures + And foolishly resigns + For them the heavenly treasures. + Let others love the world + To please their vanity: + I love the Lord, my God,— + What is the world to me! + + 7. What is the world to me! + It rapidly must vanish; + With all its gorgeous pomp + Pale death it cannot banish; + Its riches pass away, + And all its joys must flee. + But Jesus doth abide,— + What is the world to me! + + 8. What is the world to me! + My Jesus is my Treasure, + My Life, my Wealth, my All, + My Friend, my Love, my Pleasure, + My heavenly Happiness + And Bliss eternally. + Once more, then, I would say, + What is the world to me! + + G. M. Pfefferkorn, 1667; A. Crull, tr. + + +386 + + 8, 8, 8, 4 + + My God, my Father, while I stray + Far from my home, on life’s rough way, + O teach me from my heart to say, + “Thy will be done!” + + 2. Though dark my path and sad my lot, + Let me be still and murmur not. + Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, + “Thy will be done!” + + 3. What though in lonely grief I sigh + For friends beloved, no longer nigh, + Submissive still would I reply, + “Thy will be done!” + + 4. Though Thou hast called me to resign + What most I prized, it ne’er was mine; + I have but yielded what was Thine: + “Thy will be done!” + + 5. Should grief or sickness waste away + My life in premature decay, + My Father, still I strive to say, + “Thy will be done!” + + 6. Let but my fainting heart be blest + With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest; + My God, to Thee I leave the rest: + “Thy will be done!” + + 7. Renew my will from day to day; + Blend it with Thine and take away + All that now makes it hard to say, + “Thy will be done!” + + 8. Then, when on earth I breathe no more, + The prayer, oft mixed with tears before, + I’ll sing upon a happier shore, + “Thy will be done!” + + Charlotte Elliott, 1834. + + +387 + + 6s 8 l + + My Jesus, as Thou wilt! + Oh, may Thy will be mine! + Into Thy hand of love + I would my all resign. + Through sorrow or through joy + Conduct me as Thine own + And help me still to say, + My Lord, Thy will be done. + + 2. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! + If needy here and poor, + Give me Thy people’s bread, + Their portion rich and sure. + The manna of Thy Word + Let my soul feed upon; + And if all else should fail, + My Lord, Thy will be done. + + 3. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! + Though seen through many a tear, + Let not my star of hope + Grow dim or disappear, + Since Thou on earth hast wept + And sorrowed oft alone. + If I must weep with Thee, + My Lord, Thy will be done. + + 4. My Jesus, as Thou wilt! + All shall be well for me; + Each changing future scene + I gladly trust with Thee. + Straight to my home above + I travel calmly on + And sing in life or death, + My Lord, Thy will be done. + + B. Schmolck, † 1737; Jane Borthwick, tr., 1854. + + +388 + + S. M. + + Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, + That taught us this sweet way + Only to love Thee for Thyself + And for that love obey. + + 2. O Thou, our soul’s chief Hope, + We to Thy mercy fly; + Where’er we are Thou canst protect, + Whate’er we need, supply. + + 3. Whether we sleep or wake, + To Thee we both resign; + The darkest night is as the day + If Thy light on us shine. + + 4. Whether we live or die, + Both we submit to Thee; + In death we live, as well as life, + If Thine in death we be. + + John Austin, 1668. + + +389 + + C. M. + + O Lord, my best desire fulfil + And help me to resign + Life, health, and comfort to Thy will + And make Thy pleasure mine. + + 2. Why should I shrink at Thy command, + Whose love forbids my fears, + Or tremble at the gracious hand + That wipes away my tears? + + 3. No, rather let me freely yield + What most I prize to Thee, + Who never hast a good withheld, + Nor wilt withhold, from me. + + 4. Thy favor, all my journey through, + Thou art engaged to grant; + What else I want, or think I do, + ’Tis better still to want. + + W. Cowper, 1779. + + + + +CATECHISM. + + +390 + + L. M. + + Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain + The catechismal doctrine plain + As Luther taught the heavenly truth + In simple words to tender youth. + + 2. That we Thy holy Law may know + And mourn our sin and all its woe + And yet believe in Father, Son, + And Holy Spirit, Three in One. + + 3. That we on Thee, our Father, call, + Who canst and wilt give help to all; + That as Thy children we may live, + Whom Thou in Baptism didst receive. + + 4. That, if we fall, we rise again, + Repentingly confess our sin, + And take the Sacrament in faith.— + Amen. God grant a happy death! + + L. Helmbold, 1577; M. Loy, tr. + + +LAW. + + +391 + + 8, 8, 8, 7, 4 + + That man a godly life might live, + God did these Ten Commandments give + By His true servant Moses, high + Upon the Mount Sinai. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 2. I am thy God and Lord alone, + No other god beside Me own; + Put thy whole confidence in Me + And love Me e’er cordially. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 3. By idle word and speech profane + Take not My holy name in vain + And praise but that as good and true + Which I Myself say and do. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 4. Hallow the day which God hath blest + That thou and all thy house may rest; + Keep hand and heart from labor free + That God may so work in thee. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 5. Give to thy parents honor due, + Be dutiful, and loving too, + And help them when their strength decays, + So shalt thou have length of days. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 6. In sinful wrath thou shalt not kill, + Nor hate, nor render ill for ill; + Be patient and of gentle mood, + And to thy foe do thou good. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 7. Be faithful to thy marriage vows, + Thy heart give only to thy spouse; + Thy life keep pure, and lest thou sin, + Use temp’rance and discipline. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 8. Steal not; all usury abhor + Nor wring their life-blood from the poor, + But open wide thy loving hand + To all the poor in the land. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 9. Bear not false witness nor belie + Thy neighbor by foul calumny; + Defend his innocence from blame; + With charity hide his shame. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 10. Thy neighbor’s house desire thou not, + His wife, nor aught that he hath got, + But wish that his such good may be + As thy heart doth wish for thee. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 11. God these commandments gave, therein + To show thee, child of man, thy sin + And make thee also well perceive + How man unto God should live. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 12. Help us, Lord Jesus Christ, for we + A Mediator have in Thee. + Our works cannot salvation gain; + They merit but endless pain. + Have mercy, Lord! + + Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +392 + + 8, 8, 8, 7, 4 + + Wilt thou, O man, live happily + And dwell with God eternally? + The Ten Commandments keep, for thus + Our God Himself biddeth us. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 2. I am thy Lord and God; take heed + Lest other gods do thee mislead. + Thy heart shall trust alone in Me; + Thou shalt My own kingdom be. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 3. Honor My name in word and deed + And call on Me in time of need. + Hallow the Sabbath that I may + Work in thy heart on that day. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 4. Obedient always, next to Me, + To father and to mother be. + Kill no man, but to wrath be slow. + Be true to thy marriage vow. + Have mercy, Lord! + + 5. Steal not nor do thy neighbor wrong + By bearing witness with false tongue. + Thy neighbor’s wife desire thou not + Nor grudge him aught he hath got. + Have mercy, Lord! + + Martin Luther, 1525; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +CREED. + + +393 + + 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 7 + + We all believe in one true God, + Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + Present Helper in all need, + Praised by all the heavenly host, + By whose mighty power alone + All is made and wrought and done. + + 2. And we believe in Jesus Christ, + Son of God and Mary’s Son, + Who from heaven above came down + And leads us to heaven’s throne; + By whose blood and death are we + Rescued from all misery. + + 3. And we confess the Holy Ghost, + Who from both fore’er proceeds; + Who upholds and comforts us + In the midst of fears and needs. + Blest and holy Trinity, + Praise forever be to Thee! + + T. Clausnitzer, † 1684. + + +394 + + 8s 10 l + + We all believe in one true God, + Maker of the earth and heaven, + The Father, who to us in love + Hath the claim of children given; + He in soul and body feeds us, + All we want His hand provides us, + Through all snares and perils leads us + Watches that no harm betides us; + He cares for us by day and night, + All things are governed by His might. + + 2. And we believe in Jesus Christ, + His own Son, our Lord, possessing + An equal Godhead, throne, and might, + Through whom comes the Father’s blessing: + Conceived of the Holy Spirit, + Born of Mary, virgin-mother, + That lost man might life inherit, + Made true man, our Elder Brother, + Was crucified for sinful men, + And raised by God to life again. + + 3. We in the Holy Ghost believe, + Who sweet grace and comfort giveth + And with the Father and the Son + In eternal glory liveth; + Who the Christian Church doth even + Keep in unity of spirit. + Sins are truly here forgiven + Through the blest Redeemer’s merit. + All flesh shall rise again, and we + Shall live with God eternally. Amen. + + Martin Luther, 1525. + + +PRAYER. + + +395 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + What a Friend we have in Jesus, + All our sins and griefs to bear! + What a privilege to carry + Everything to God in prayer! + Oh, what peace we often forfeit, + Oh, what needless pain we bear,— + All because we do not carry + Everything to God in prayer! + + 2. Have we trials and temptations? + Is there trouble anywhere? + We should never be discouraged, + Take it to the Lord in prayer. + Can we find a Friend so faithful, + Who will all our sorrows share? + Jesus knows our every weakness,— + Take it to the Lord in prayer. + + 3. Are we weak and heavy-laden, + Cumbered with a load of care? + Precious Savior, still our Refuge,— + Take it to the Lord in prayer. + Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? + Take it to the Lord in prayer; + In His arms He’ll take and shield thee, + Thou wilt find a solace there. + + Joseph Scriven, 1855. + + +396 + + L. M. 6 l + + Our Father, Thou in heaven above, + Who biddest us to dwell in love, + As brothers of one family, + And cry for all we need to Thee: + Teach us to mean the words we say + And from our inmost heart to pray. + + 2. Thy name be hallowed! Help us, Lord, + To keep in purity Thy Word + And lead according to Thy name + A holy life, untouched by blame. + Let no false teachings do us hurt, + All poor, deluded souls convert. + + 3. Thy kingdom come! Thine let it be + In time and through eternity! + Oh, let Thy Holy Spirit dwell + With us to rule and guide us well. + From Satan’s mighty power and rage + Preserve Thy Church from age to age. + + 4. Thy will be done on earth, O Lord, + As where in heaven Thou art adored! + Patience in time of grief bestow, + Obedience in weal and woe; + Our sinful flesh and blood control + That thwart Thy will within the soul. + + 5. Give us this day our daily bread + And all that for this life we need; + From war and strife be our Defense, + From famine and from pestilence, + That we may live in godly peace, + Unvexed by cares and avarice. + + 6. Lord, all our trespasses forgive + That they our hearts no more may grieve, + As we forgive their trespasses + Who unto us have done amiss. + Thus let us dwell in charity + And serve each other willingly. + + 7. Into temptation lead us not; + And when the Foe doth war and plot + Against our souls on every hand, + Then, armed with faith, O may we stand + Against him as a valiant host, + Through comfort of the Holy Ghost. + + 8. From evil, Lord, deliver us; + The times and days are perilous. + Redeem us from eternal death; + And when we yield our dying breath, + Console us, grant us calm release, + And take our souls to Thee in peace. + + 9. Amen! that is, So let it be! + Confirm our faith continually + That we may doubt not, but believe + That what we ask we shall receive; + Thus in Thy name and at Thy word + We say: Amen; O hear us, Lord! + + Martin Luther, 1539. + + +397 + + S. M. + + Our heavenly Father, hear + The prayer we offer now; + Thy name be hallowed far and near, + To Thee all nations bow. + + 2. Thy kingdom come; Thy will + On earth be done in love, + As saints and seraphim fulfil + Thy holy will above. + + 3. Our daily bread supply + While by Thy word we live; + The guilt of our iniquity + Forgive as we forgive. + + 4. From dark temptation’s power, + From Satan’s wiles defend; + Deliver in the evil hour + And guide us to the end. + + 5. Thine shall forever be + Glory and power divine; + The scepter, throne, and majesty + Of heaven and earth are Thine. + + James Montgomery, 1825. + + +398 + + C. M. + + Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire, + Uttered or unexpressed; + The motion of a hidden fire + That trembles in the breast. + + 2. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, + The falling of a tear, + The upward glancing of an eye, + When none but God is near. + + 3. Prayer is the simplest form of speech + That infant lips can try; + Prayer the sublimest strains that reach + The Majesty on high. + + 4. Prayer is the contrite sinner’s voice, + Returning from his ways, + While angels in their songs rejoice + And cry, “Behold, he prays!” + + 5. Prayer is the Christian’s vital breath. + The Christian’s native air, + His watchword at the gate of death,— + He enters heaven with prayer. + + 6. The saints in prayer appear as one + In word and deed and mind, + While with the Father and the Son + Sweet fellowship they find. + + 7. Nor prayer is made by man alone,— + The Holy Spirit pleads, + And Jesus on th’ eternal throne + For sinners intercedes. + + 8. 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! + + James Montgomery, 1818. + + +399 + + C. M. + + Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, + Where Jesus answers prayer; + There humbly fall before His feet, + For none can perish there. + + 2. Thy promise is my only plea, + With this I venture nigh; + Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, + And such, O Lord, am I. + + 3. Bowed down beneath a load of sin, + By Satan sorely pressed, + By wars without and fears within, + I come to Thee for rest. + + 4. Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place, + That, sheltered near Thy side, + I may my fierce Accuser face + And tell him Thou hast died. + + 5. O wondrous Love, to bleed and die, + To bear the cross and shame, + That guilty sinners such as I + Might plead Thy gracious name! + + John Newton, 1779. + + +BAPTISM. + + +400 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + Baptized into Thy name most holy, + O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + I claim a place, though weak and lowly, + Among Thy seed, Thy chosen host. + Buried with Christ and dead to sin, + Thy Spirit now shall live within. + + 2. My loving Father, Thou dost take me + To be henceforth Thy child and heir; + My faithful Savior, Thou dost make me + The fruit of all Thy sorrows share; + Thou, Holy Ghost, wilt comfort me + When darkest clouds around I see. + + 3. And I have vowed to fear and love Thee + And to obey Thee, Lord, alone; + I felt Thy Holy Spirit move me + And freely pledged myself Thine own, + Renouncing sin to keep the faith + And war with evil unto death. + + 4. My faithful God, Thou failest never, + Thy covenant surely will abide; + O cast me not away forever + Should I transgress it on my side; + If I have sore my soul defiled, + Yet still forgive, restore Thy child. + + 5. Yea, all I am and love most dearly, + To Thee I offer new the whole; + O let me make my vows sincerely, + Take full possession of my soul; + Let naught within me, naught I own, + Serve any will but Thine alone. + + 6. Depart, depart, thou Prince of Darkness! + No more by thee I’ll be enticed. + Mine is indeed a tarnished conscience, + But sprinkled with the blood of Christ. + Away, vain world! O sin, away! + Lo! I renounce you all this day. + + 7. And never let my purpose falter, + O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + But keep me faithful to Thine altar + Till Thou shalt call me from my post; + So unto Thee I’ll live and die + And praise Thee evermore on high. + + J. J. Rambach, † 1735; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +401 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ, + To do God’s pleasure willing, + And there was by Saint John baptized, + All righteousness fulfilling; + There did He consecrate a bath + To wash away transgression + And quench the bitterness of death + By His own blood and Passion, + He would a new life give us. + + 2. So hear ye all and well perceive + What God doth call a Baptism + And what a Christian should believe + Who error shuns and schism: + That we should water use the Lord + Declareth is His pleasure, + Not simple water, but the Word + And Spirit without measure;— + He is the true Baptizer. + + 3. To show us this, He hath His Word + With signs and symbols given; + On Jordan’s banks was plainly heard + The Father’s voice from heaven: + “This is My well-beloved Son, + In whom My soul delighteth; + Hear Him!” Yea, hear Him, every one, + Whom He Himself inviteth; + Hear and obey His teaching! + + 4. In tender manhood God the Son + In Jordan’s water standeth; + The Holy Ghost from heaven’s throne + In dovelike form descendeth; + That thus the truth be not denied, + Nor should our faith e’er waver, + That all three Persons do preside + At Baptism’s holy laver + And dwell with the believer. + + 5. Thus Jesus His disciples sent: + Go, teach ye every nation, + That, lost in sin, they must repent + And flee from condemnation. + He that believes and is baptized + Shall thereby have salvation, + A new-born man he is in Christ, + From death free and damnation, + He shall inherit heaven. + + 6. Who in this mercy hath not faith + Nor aught therein discerneth, + Is yet in sin, condemned to death + And fire that ever burneth; + His holiness avails him not, + Nor aught which he is doing; + His inborn sin brings all to naught + And maketh sure his ruin; + Himself he cannot succor. + + 7. The eye of sense alone is dim + And nothing sees but water; + Faith sees Christ Jesus and in Him + The Lamb ordained for slaughter; + It sees the cleansing fountain, red + With the dear blood of Jesus, + Which from the sins, inherited + From fallen Adam, frees us + And from our own misdoings. + + Martin Luther, 1543; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +402 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 8 + + Blessed Jesus, here we stand, + Met to do as Thou hast spoken; + And this child, at Thy command, + Now we bring to Thee in token + That to Christ it here is given; + For of such shall be Thy heaven. + + 2. Yes, Thy warning voice is plain, + And we would obey it duly: + “He who is not born again, + Heart and life renewing truly, + Born of water and the Spirit, + Will My kingdom ne’er inherit.” + + 3. Therefore hasten we to Thee; + Take the pledge we bring, O take it! + Let us here Thy glory see + And in tender pity make it + Now Thy child and leave it never, + Thine on earth and Thine forever. + + 4. Wash it, Jesus, in Thy blood + From the sin-stain of its nature; + Let it rise from out this flood + Clothed in Thee, a new-born creature; + May it, washed as Thou hast bidden, + In Thine innocence be hidden. + + 5. Turn its darkness into light, + To Thy grace receive and save it; + Heal the Serpent’s venomed bite + In the font where now we lave it; + Here let flow a Jordan river + And from leprosy deliver. + + 6. Make it, Head, Thy member now; + Shepherd, take Thy lamb and feed it; + Prince of Peace, its Peace be Thou; + Way of Life, to heaven lead it; + Vine, this branch may nothing sever, + Graft by faith in Thee forever. + + 7. Now into Thy heart we pour + Prayers that from our hearts proceeded; + Let our sighing heavenward soar, + Let our warm desires be heeded. + Write the name we now have given, + Write it in the book of heaven. + + B. Schmolck, 1704; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +403 + + L. M. + + Now Christ, the very Son of God, + On sinners sends another flood; + It is the water which the Lord + Has comprehended in the Word. + + 2. This flood, to cleanse sin’s leprosy, + Mere earthly water cannot be; + But water and God’s gracious Word + Conjoined, this saving bath afford. + + 3. “Go ye,” says Christ, “My Word proclaim, + Baptize the nations in God’s name; + All who are baptized and believe + My full salvation shall receive.” + + 4. God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + To be baptized invites the host; + He will be present, though unseen, + From all their sins to wash them clean. + + 5. So, too, by our repentance, must + The old man, with his sins and lust, + Be daily drowned and then arise + A new man, righteous, pure, and wise. + + 6. That by the water and the Word + We’re born again, we thank Thee, Lord. + In life and death Thine let us be + And Thine in all eternity. + + N. Selnecker, 1572; C. H. L. Schuette, tr., 1880. + + +404 + + L. M. + + This child we dedicate to Thee, + O God of grace and purity! + Shield it from sin and threatening wrong + And let Thy love its life prolong. + + 2. Oh, may Thy Spirit gently draw + Its willing soul to keep Thy Law! + May virtue, piety, and truth + Dawn even with its dawning youth! + + 3. We, too, before Thy gracious sight, + Once shared the blest baptismal rite + And would renew its solemn vow + With love and thanks and praises now. + + 4. Grant that with true and faithful heart + We still may act the Christian’s part, + Cheered by each promise Thou hast given + And laboring for the prize in heaven. + + From the German. S. Gilman, tr., 1823. + + +405 + + 10, 6, 10, 6, 8, 8, 4 + + Father of heaven, who hast created all + And rulest all, we pray, + Look on this babe, who at Thy gracious call + Now enters on life’s way. + Oh, make it Thine; Thy blessing give, + That to Thy glory it may live, + Father of heav’n! + + 2. O Son of God, atoning Lord, behold, + We bring this babe to Thee: + Take it, O loving Shepherd, to Thy fold, + Forever Thine to be; + Defend it through this earthly strife + And lead it on the path of life, + O Son of God! + + 3. O Holy Ghost, who broodest o’er the wave, + Descend upon this child; + Give it undying life, its spirit lave + With waters undefiled, + And make it evermore to be + An heir of bliss, a shrine for Thee, + O Holy Ghost! + + 4. O Triune God, what Thou hast willed is done; + We speak, but Thine the might. + This babe hath hardly seen our earthly sun, + Yet on it pour Thy light + Of faith and hope and joyful love, + Thou Sun of all below, above, + O Triune God! + + A. Knapp, 1841; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858. + + +406 + + S. M. + + The Savior kindly calls + Our children to His breast; + He folds them in His gracious arms, + Himself declares them blest. + + 2. “Let them approach,” He cries, + “Nor scorn their humble claim; + The heirs of heaven are such as these, + For such as these I came.” + + 3. With joy we bring them, Lord, + Devoting them to Thee, + Imploring that, as we are Thine, + Thine may our offspring be. + + H. U. Onderdonk, 1826. + + +407 + + S. M. + + Stand, soldier of the Cross, + Thy high allegiance claim + And vow to hold the world but loss + For Thy Redeemer’s name. + + 2. Arise and be baptized + And wash thy sins away; + Thy league with God be solemnized, + Thy faith confessed to-day. + + 3. No more thine own, but Christ’s; + With all the saints of old, + Apostles, seers, evangelists, + And martyr-throngs enrolled: + + 4. In God’s whole armor strong, + Front hell’s embattled powers. + The warfare may be sharp and long, + The victory must be ours. + + 5. O bright the conqueror’s crown, + The song of triumph sweet. + When faith casts every trophy down + At our great Captain’s feet! + + E. H. Bickersteth, 1870, a. + + +CONFIRMATION. + + +408 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Let me be Thine forever, + Thou faithful God and Lord; + Let me forsake Thee never + Nor wander from Thy Word; + Lord, do not let me waver, + But give me steadfastness, + And for such grace forever + Thy holy name I’ll bless. + + 2. Lord Jesus, my Salvation, + My Light, my Life divine, + My only Consolation, + O make me wholly Thine! + For Thou hast dearly bought me + With blood and bitter pain; + Let me, since Thou hast sought me, + Eternal life obtain. + + 3. And Thou, O Holy Spirit, + My Comforter and Guide, + Grant that in Jesus’ merit + I always may confide, + Him to the end confessing, + Whom I have known by faith. + Give me Thy constant blessing + And grant a Christian death. + + N. Selnecker, 1572; M. Loy, tr., a., 1880. + + +409 + + 6, 5, 8 l + + In the hour of trial, + Jesus, plead for me, + Lest by base denial + I depart from Thee. + When Thou see’st me waver, + With a look recall + Nor from fear or favor + Suffer me to fall. + + 2. With forbidden pleasures + Would this vain world charm + Or its sordid treasures + Spread to work me harm. + Bring to my remembrance + Sad Gethsemane + Or, in darker semblance, + Cross-crowned Calvary. + + 3. Should Thy mercy send me + Sorrow, toil, and woe, + Or should pain attend me + On my path below, + Grant that I may never + Fail Thy hand to see; + Grant that I may ever + Cast my care on Thee. + + 4. When my last hour cometh, + Fraught with strife and pain, + When my dust returneth + To the dust again, + On Thy truth relying, + Through that mortal strife, + Jesus, take me, dying, + To eternal life. + + James Montgomery, 1834, a. + + +410 + + L. M. 8 l + + Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, + With shield of faith and Spirit’s sword. + Forth to the battle may they go + And boldly fight against the foe, + With banner of the Cross unfurled, + And by it overcome the world; + And so at last receive from Thee + The palm and crown of victory. + + 2. Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come + And make Thy servants’ hearts Thy home; + May each a living temple be, + Hallowed forever, Lord, to Thee! + Enrich that temple’s holy shrine + With sevenfold gifts of grace divine; + With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless, + With counsel, strength, fear, godliness. + + 3. O Trinity in Unity, + One only God and Persons Three; + In whom, through whom, by whom we live, + To Thee we praise and glory give. + O grant us so to use Thy grace + That we may see Thy glorious face + And ever with the heavenly host + Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. + + C. Wordsworth, 1862. + + +411 + + 7s + + Thine forever, God of Love! + Hear us from Thy throne above, + Thine forever may we be + Here and in eternity. + + 2. Thine forever, Lord of Life! + Shield us through our earthly strife; + Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, + Guide us to the realms of day. + + 3. Thine forever! O how blest + They who find in Thee their rest! + Savior, Guardian, heavenly Friend, + O defend us to the end! + + 4. Thine forever! Savior, keep + These Thy frail and trembling sheep! + Safe alone beneath Thy care, + Let us all Thy goodness share. + + 5. Thine forever! Thou our Guide, + All our wants by Thee supplied, + All our sins by Thee forgiven; + Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. + + Mary F. Maude, 1848. + + +412 + + C. M. + + My God, accept my heart this day + And make it always Thine + That I from Thee no more may stray, + No more from Thee decline. + + 2. Before the cross of Him who died, + Behold, I prostrate fall; + Let every sin be crucified, + Let Christ be all in all! + + 3. Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace, + Adopt me for Thine own, + That I may see Thy glorious face + And worship at Thy throne! + + 4. May the dear blood, once shed for me, + My blest atonement prove + That I from first to last may be + The purchase of Thy love! + + 5. Let every thought and work and word + To Thee be ever given; + Then life shall be Thy service, Lord, + And death the gate of heaven. + + M. Bridges, 1848. + + +CONFESSION. + + +413 + + 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 8, 4, 8 + + Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone + My only hope on earth I place; + For other comforter is none, + No help have I but in Thy grace. + There is no man nor creature here, + No angel in the heavenly sphere, + Who in my need can succor me. + I cry to Thee, + For Thee I trust implicitly. + + 2. My sin is very sore and great, + I mourn beneath its dreadful load; + O free me from this heavy weight, + My Savior, through Thy precious blood; + And with Thy Father for me plead + That Thou hast suffered in my stead; + From me the burden then is rolled. + Lord, I lay hold + On Thy dear promises of old. + + 3. And in Thy mercy now bestow + True Christian faith on me, O Lord, + That all the sweetness I may know + Which in Thy holy Cross is stored, + Love Thee o’er earthly pride or pelf, + And love my neighbor as myself; + And when at last is come my end, + Be Thou my Friend, + From Satan’s wiles my soul defend. + + 4. Glory to God in highest heaven, + The Father of eternal love; + To His dear Son, for sinners given, + Whose watchful grace we daily prove; + To God the Holy Ghost on high; + Oh, ever be His comfort nigh, + And teach us, in His love and fear, + To please Him here + And serve Him in the heavenly sphere! + + J. Schneesing, 1542; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1858. + + +414 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + O may all this saying ponder + Who in sin’s delusions live + And from God and heaven wander! + This alone sure hope can give— + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 2. We deserve but grief and shame, + Yet His words, rich grace revealing, + Pardon, peace, and life proclaim; + Here their ills have perfect healing + Who with humble hearts believe— + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 3. Sheep that from the fold did stray + Every faithful shepherd seeketh; + Weary souls that lost their way, + Christ, the Shepherd, seeks and taketh + In His arms that they may live— + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 4. Come, ye sinners, one and all, + Come, ye all have invitation; + Come, obey His gracious call, + Come, accept His free salvation! + Firmly in these words believe: + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 5. I, a sinner, come to Thee + And acknowledge my transgression; + Tender mercy show to me, + Grant me graciously remission; + Let these words my soul relieve: + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 6. Henceforth I need fear no foe; + Were as scarlet my transgression, + It shall be as white as snow + By the virtue of Thy Passion; + For in these words I believe: + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + 7. Now my conscience is at ease, + Now I fear no condemnation. + He who grants me full release + Hath atoned for my transgression. + In true faith to Him I cleave,— + “Jesus sinners doth receive!” + + Erdmann Neumeister, 1718. + + +415 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Out of the depths I cry to Thee, + Lord, hear my lamentation; + Bend down Thy gracious ear to me + And grant my supplication; + For if Thou fix Thy searching eye + On all sin and iniquity, + Who, Lord, can stand before Thee? + + 2. But love and grace with Thee prevail, + O God, our sins forgiving; + The best and holiest deeds must fail + Of all before Thee living; + Before Thee none can boasting stand, + But all must fear Thy strict demand + And live alone by mercy. + + 3. My hope I rest, then, on the Lord + And build not on my merit; + My heart shall trust His gracious Word, + His goodness stays my spirit. + His precious Word assureth me + He will my Joy and Comfort be; + This is my firm reliance. + + 4. And though it tarry till the night + And till the morn appeareth, + My heart still trusteth in His might, + It doubteth not nor feareth. + Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, + Ye of the Spirit born indeed, + Wait for your God’s appearing. + + 5. Though great our sins and sore our woes, + His grace much more aboundeth; + His helping love no limit knows, + Our utmost need it soundeth, + Our Shepherd is the Lord, and He + At last shall set His Israel free + From all their sin and sorrow. + + Martin Luther, 1524. + + +416 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8 + + Lord, to Thee I make confession, + I have sinned and gone astray, + I have multiplied transgression, + Chosen for myself my way. + Led at last to see my errors, + Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors. + + 2. Yet, though conscience’ voice appall me, + Father, I will seek Thy face; + Though Thy child I dare not call me, + Yet receive me to Thy grace; + Do not for my sins forsake me, + Let not yet Thy wrath o’ertake me. + + 3. For Thy Son hath suffered for me, + And the blood He shed for sin, + That can heal me and restore me, + Quench this burning fire within; + ’Tis alone His cross can vanquish + These dark fears and soothe this anguish. + + 4. Then on Him I cast my burden, + Sink it in the depths below! + Let me feel Thy gracious pardon, + Wash me, make me white as snow. + Let Thy Spirit leave me never, + Make me only Thine forever! + + J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr., 1862. + + +417 + + L. M. + + O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art + The Life and Comfort of my heart, + I, wretched sinner, come to Thee + And bring so many sins with me. + + 2. O God, my sinfulness is great, + I groan beneath a dreadful weight; + Yet be Thou merciful, I pray, + Take guilt and punishment away. + + 3. Saint John the Baptist biddeth me + To cast my burden, Lord, on Thee, + Since Thou hast left Thy heavenly throne + That for our sins Thou might’st atone. + + 4. Help me amend my ways, O Lord, + And willingly obey Thy Word; + Do always, then, abide with me, + And when I die, take me to Thee. + + B. Helder, 1620; A. Crull, tr., 1880. + + +418 + + L. M. + + With broken heart and contrite sigh, + A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry; + Thy pardoning grace is rich and free; + O God, be merciful to me! + + 2. I smite upon my troubled breast, + With deep and conscious guilt opprest; + Christ and His Cross my only plea; + O God, be merciful to me! + + 3. Far off I stand with tearful eyes + Nor dare uplift them to the skies; + But Thou dost all my anguish see; + O God, be merciful to me! + + 4. Nor alms nor deeds that I have done + Can for a single sin atone; + To Calvary alone I flee; + O God, be merciful to me! + + 5. And when, redeemed from sin and hell, + With all the ransomed throng I dwell, + My raptured song shall ever be, + God has been merciful to me! + + C. Elven, 1852. + + +419 + + L. M. + + O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, + Though all my crimes before Thee lie, + Behold them not with angry look, + But blot their memory from Thy book. + + 2. Create my nature pure within, + And form my soul averse to sin; + Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart + Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. + + 3. I cannot live without Thy light, + Cast out and banished from Thy sight; + Thy holy joys, my God, restore + And guard me that I fall no more. + + 4. Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, + His help and comfort still afford; + And let me now come near Thy throne + To plead the merits of Thy Son. + + 5. A broken heart, my God, my King, + Is all the sacrifice I bring; + Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye + And save the soul condemned to die. + + 6. O may Thy love inspire my tongue! + Salvation shall be all my song; + And all my powers shall join to bless + The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, a. + + +420 + + L. M. 6 l + + Th’ abyss of many a former sin + Encloses me and bars me in; + Like billows my transgressions roll— + Be Thou the Pilot of my soul— + And to salvation’s harbor bring, + Thou Savior and Thou glorious King! + + 2. My Father’s heritage abused, + Wasted by lust, by sin misused, + To shame and want and misery brought, + The slave to many a fruitless thought:— + I cry to Thee, who lovest men, + O pity and receive again! + + 3. In hunger now, no more possest + Of that my portion bright and blest, + The exile and the alien see + Who yet would fain return to Thee. + And save me, Lord, who seeks to raise + To Thy dear love the hymn of praise! + + 4. With that saved thief my prayer I make, + “Remember for Thy mercy’s sake!” + With that poor publican I cry, + “Be merciful, O God most high!” + With that lost prodigal I fain + Back to my home would turn again. + + 5. Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care + And raise to Christ the contrite prayer:— + O Thou, who freely wast made poor + My sorrows and my sins to cure, + Me, poor of all good works, embrace, + Enriching with Thy boundless grace! + + Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862. + + +421 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Alas, my God! my sins are great, + My conscience doth upbraid me; + And now I find that in my strait + No man hath power to aid me. + + 2. And fled I hence in my despair + In some lone spot to hide me, + My griefs would still be with me there + And peace still be denied me. + + 3. Lord, Thee I seek. I merit naught, + Yet pity and restore me; + Be not Thy wrath, just God, my lot; + Thy Son hath suffered for me. + + 4. If pain and woe must follow sin, + Then be my path still rougher. + Here spare me not; if heaven I win, + On earth I gladly suffer. + + 5. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt, + Make Thou my patience firmer; + For they must miss the good Thou wilt + Who at Thy chastenings murmur. + + 6. Then deal with me as seems Thee best, + Thy grace will help me bear it, + If but at last I see Thy rest + And with my Savior share it. + + M. Rutilius, 1604; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +422 + + S. M. + + And wilt Thou pardon, Lord, + A sinner such as I, + Although Thy book his crimes record + Of such a crimson dye? + + 2. So deep are they engraved, + So terrible their fear: + The righteous scarcely shall be saved, + And where shall I appear? + + 3. O Thou Physician blest, + Make clean my guilty soul + And me, by many a sin opprest, + Restore and keep me whole. + + 4. I know not how to praise + Thy mercy and Thy love; + But deign Thy servant to upraise, + And I shall learn above. + + Joseph of the Studium, c. 860; J. M. Neale, tr., 1862. + + +423 + + S. M. + + Out of the deep I call + To Thee, O Lord, to Thee; + Before Thy throne of grace I fall, + Be merciful to me. + + 2. Out of the deep I cry, + The woeful deep of sin, + Of evil done in days gone by, + Of evil now within; + + 3. Out of the deep of fear + And dread of coming shame. + From morning watch till night is near + I plead the precious name. + + 4. Lord, there is mercy now, + As ever was, with Thee; + Before Thy throne of grace I bow; + Be merciful to me. + + H. W. Baker, 1868. + + +ABSOLUTION. + + +424 + + L. M. + + O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord, + I have not kept Thy holy Word, + But sinned and oft offended Thee; + Now I repent, it grieveth me. + + 2. Thou, Father, merciful and kind, + No pleasure in my death dost find, + But strong desire doth in Thee burn + That I should unto Thee return. + + 3. Since Thou, dear Father, callest me, + I, poor lost sinner, come to Thee, + Relying on Christ’s precious blood + Which from His holy five wounds flowed. + + 4. I pray through Christ, Thine only Son, + Who for my good our flesh put on, + To me let Thy love never fail, + O’er justice let Thy grace prevail. + + 5. In mercy, Father, let Thy grace + Through Jesus’ blood my sins efface; + Then I, the poor lost child, will be + From all my sins forever free. + + 6. Grant that, according to Thy Word, + I lead a godly life, O Lord, + And let me, after time is o’er, + Inherit life forevermore. + + Anon., 1650; A. Crull, tr., 1880. + + +425 + + L. M. + + O faithful God, we worship Thee! + Thou pardon’st our iniquity, + Thou grantest help in sin’s distress, + And soul and body Thou dost bless. + + 2. Thou, through Thy servant, say’st to me: + “Thy sins are all forgiven thee, + Depart in peace; but sin no more + And e’er My pardoning grace adore.” + + 3. O Lord, we bless Thy gracious heart, + For Thou Thyself dost heal our smart + Through Christ our Savior’s precious blood, + Which for the sake of sinners flowed. + + 4. Give us Thy Spirit, peace afford + Now and forever, gracious Lord! + Thy Word and holy Sacrament + Preserve to us till life is spent. + + N. Selnecker, 1587. + + +426 + + L. M. + + Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith, + I do not wish the sinner’s death, + But that he turn from error’s ways, + Repent, and live through endless days. + + 2. Hence Christ His servants gave command: + “Go forth and preach in every land; + Forgiveness to each soul extend + That mourns, believes, and will amend. + + 3. “Whose sins soever ye remit, + I truly pardon and acquit; + Whose sins soever ye retain, + Condemned and guilty shall remain. + + 4. “What ye shall bind, that bound shall be; + What ye shall loose, that shall be free; + To all alike the keys are given + To ope and close the gates of heaven. + + 5. “They who believe, when ye proclaim + The joyful tidings in My name, + That I for them My blood have shed, + Are free from guilt and Judgment dread.” + + 6. The words which absolution give + Are His who died that we might live; + The minister whom Christ has sent + Is but His humble instrument. + + 7. However great our sin may be, + The absolution sets us free, + Appointed by God’s own dear Son + To bring the pardon He has won. + + 8. When ministers lay on their hands, + Absolved by Christ the sinner stands; + He who by grace the Word believes + The purchase of His blood receives. + + 9. This is the power of holy keys, + It binds and doth again release; + The Church retains them at her side, + Our mother and Christ’s holy bride. + + 10. Let those who stings of conscience bear, + Whom sin would drive to dark despair, + To Jesus come with trustful mind + And peace in absolution find. + + 11. All praise, eternal Son, to Thee + For absolution full and free, + In which Thou showest forth Thy grace; + From false indulgence guard our race. + + 12. Praise God the Father and the Son + And Holy Spirit, Three in One, + As ’twas, is now, and so shall be, + World without end, eternally! + + Nikolaus Herman, 1560; M. Loy, tr., 1880. + + +THE LORD’S SUPPER. + + +427 + + 10s + + Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord + And drink the holy blood for you outpoured. + Offered was He for greatest and for least, + Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest. + + 2. He that in this world rules His saints and shields, + To all believers life eternal yields, + With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, + Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. + + 3. Approach ye, then, with faithful hearts sincere + And take the pledges of salvation here. + O Judge of all, our only Savior Thou, + In this Thy feast of love be with us now. + + Latin, c. 680; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851, a. + + +428 + + L. M. + + O Jesus, bruised and wounded more + Than bursted grape or bread of wheat, + The Life of life without our souls, + The Cup of our salvation sweet! + + 2. We come to show Thy dying hour, + Thy streaming vein, Thy broken flesh; + And still the blood is warm to save, + And still the fragrant wounds are fresh. + + 3. O Heart, that with a double tide + Of blood and water maketh pure; + O Flesh, once offered on the cross, + The gift that makes our pardon sure,— + + 4. Let nevermore our sinful souls + The anguish of Thy cross renew + Nor forge again the cruel nails + That pierced Thy victim body through. + + 5. Come, Bread of heaven, to feed our souls, + And with Thee, Jesus, enter in! + Come, Wine of God! and as we drink + His precious blood, wash out our sin. + + Mrs. C. F. Alexander. + + +429 + + L. M. + + My God, and is Thy table spread? + And does Thy cup with love o’erflow? + Thither be all Thy children led + And let them all its sweetness know. + + 2. Hail, sacred feast which Jesus makes, + Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! + Thrice happy he who here partakes + That sacred stream, that heavenly food! + + 3. Why are its blessings all in vain + Before unwilling hearts displayed? + Was not for us the Victim slain? + Are we forbid the children’s bread? + + 4. O let Thy table honored be + And furnished well with joyful guests; + And may each soul salvation see + That here its sacred pledges tastes! + + Philip Doddridge, 1755, abr. + + +430 + + S. M. + + Thy table I approach, + Dear Savior, hear my prayer; + Oh, let no unrepented sin + Prove hurtful to me there! + + 2. Lo, I confess my sins + And mourn their wretched bands; + A contrite heart is ever wont + To find grace at Thy hands. + + 3. Thy body and Thy blood, + Once slain and shed for me, + Are taken at Thy table here— + A wondrous mystery! + + 4. Here I with mouth and soul, + Incomprehensibly, + Shall eat the precious flesh of Christ + In blest reality. + + 5. Search not how this takes place, + Nor whether it can be; + God can accomplish vastly more + Than seemeth plain to thee. + + 6. Vouchsafe, O blessed Lord, + That earth and hell combined + May ne’er about this Sacrament + A doubt raise in my mind! + + 7. And may I never fail + To thank Thee day and night + For Thy true body and true blood, + O God, my Peace and Light! + + G. W. Molanus, 1673; M. Loy, 1880, a. + + +431 + + 11, 8, 11, 8, 5, 9, 9, 6, 7, 5 + + May God be praised henceforth and blest forever, + Who, Himself both Gift and Giver, + With His own flesh and blood our souls doth nourish; + May they grow thereby and flourish! + O Lord, have mercy! + By Thy holy body, the selfsame + Which from Thine own mother Mary came, + By the drops Thou didst bleed, + Help us in the hour of need. + O Lord, have mercy! + + 2. Thou hast to death Thy holy body given, + Life to win for us in heaven; + By stronger love, dear Lord, Thou couldst not bind us, + Whereof this should well remind us. + O Lord, have mercy! + Lord, Thy love constrained Thee for our good + Mighty things to do by Thy dear blood; + Thou hast paid all we owed, + Thou hast made our peace with God. + O Lord, have mercy! + + 3. May God bestow on us His grace and blessing, + That, His holy footsteps tracing, + We walk as brethren dear in love and union + Nor repent this sweet Communion. + O Lord, have mercy! + Let not Thy good Spirit forsake us, + Grant that heavenly-minded He make us, + That Thy poor Church may see + Days of peace and unity. + O Lord, have mercy! + + 1st stanza 15th cent.; Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., a. + + +432 + + L. M. 8 l + + Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, + Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness, + Come into the daylight’s splendor, + There with joy thy praises render + Unto Him whose grace unbounded + Hath this wondrous banquet founded; + High o’er all the heavens He reigneth, + Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth. + + 2. Hasten as a bride to meet Him + And with loving reverence greet Him; + For with words of life immortal + Now He knocketh at thy portal; + Haste to ope the gates before Him, + Saying, while thou dost adore Him, + “Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee, + And I nevermore will leave Thee.” + + 3. He who costly goods desireth + To obtain much gold requireth; + But to freely give the treasure + Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure; + For on earth there is no coffer + Which as payment we might offer + For this cup, Thy blood containing, + And this manna, on us raining. + + 4. Ah, how hungers all my spirit + For the love I do not merit! + Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging, + Thought upon this food with longing, + In the battle well-nigh worsted, + For this cup of life have thirsted, + For the Friend, who here invites us + And to God Himself unites us. + + 5. Now I sink before Thee lowly, + Filled with joy most deep and holy, + As with trembling awe and wonder + On Thy mighty works I ponder, + How, by mystery surrounded, + Depths no man hath ever sounded, + None may dare to pierce unbidden, + Secrets that with Thee are hidden. + + 6. Nay, though reason here doth ponder, + It can never reach this wonder, + That this bread is never lessened, + Though it nourish thousands present, + And that Christ His blood is giving + With the wine we are receiving. + Oh, these mysteries, unsounded, + Are by God alone expounded! + + 7. Sun, who all my life doth brighten, + Light, who dost my soul enlighten, + Joy, the sweetest man e’er knoweth, + Fount, whence all my being floweth,— + At Thy feet I cry, my Maker, + Let me be a fit partaker + Of this blessed food from heaven, + For our good, Thy glory, given. + + 8. Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven + Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven, + For us on the cross to languish + And to die in bitter anguish, + To forego all joy and gladness + And to shed Thy blood in sadness, + Which we drink now; grant that never + We forget Thy love, dear Savior! + + 9. Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee, + Let me gladly here obey Thee, + Never to my hurt invited, + Be Thy love with love requited; + From this banquet let me measure, + Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure. + Through the gifts Thou here dost give me + As Thy guest in heaven receive me. + + J. Franck, 1649; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +433 + + 7s + + Lo, upon the altar lies + Bread of heaven from the skies, + Food to mortal wanderers given, + To the sons and heirs of heaven. + + 2. Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep! + Thou Thy flock in safety keep. + Living Bread! Thy life supply; + Strengthen us, or else we die. + + 3. Thou, who feedest us below, + Source of all we have or know, + Grant that with Thy saints above + We may reach Thy feast of love! + + Thomas Aquinas, † 1274; E. Caswall, tr., 1848. + + +434 + + L. M. + + The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, + We celebrate with one accord; + It is our comfort in distress, + Our heart’s sweet joy and happiness. + + 2. He blotted out with His own blood + The judgment that against us stood; + He full atonement for us made, + And all our debt He fully paid. + + 3. That this is so and ever true + He gives an earnest ever new, + In this His holy Supper here + We taste His love so sweet, so near. + + 4. For His true body, as He said, + And His true blood, for sinners shed, + In this communion we receive; + His sacred Word we do believe. + + 5. A precious food this is indeed,— + It never faileth, such we need,— + A heavenly manna for our soul, + That we may safely reach our goal. + + 6. Then blessed is each worthy guest + Who in this promise finds His rest; + For Jesus will in love abide + With those who do in Him confide: + + 7. The guest that comes with true intent + To turn to God and to repent, + To live for Christ, to die to sin, + And thus a holy life begin. + + 8. Who does unworthy here appear, + Does not believe nor is sincere, + Salvation here he cannot find. + May we this warning bear in mind! + + 9. O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear, + Unto Thy cross we now draw near; + Thy sacred wounds indeed make whole + A wounded and afflicted soul. + + 10. Help us sincerely to believe + That we Thy mercy do receive + And in Thy grace do find our rest. + Amen. He who believes is blest. + + H. Spegel, 1686; J. O. Wallin, 1814. + + +435 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + O living Bread from heaven, + How hast Thou fed Thy guest! + The gifts Thou now hast given + Have filled my heart with rest. + O wondrous Food of blessing! + O Cup that heals our woes! + My heart, this gift possessing, + In thankful song o’erflows. + + 2. My Lord, Thou here hast led me + Within Thy holiest place + And there Thyself hast fed me + With treasures of Thy grace; + And Thou hast freely given + What earth could never buy, + The Bread of life from heaven, + That now I shall not die. + + 3. Thou givest all I wanted. + The food can death destroy, + And Thou hast freely granted + The cup of endless joy. + Ah, Lord, I do not merit + The favor Thou hast shown, + And all my soul and spirit + Bow down before Thy throne. + + 4. Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened + With heavenly food, while here + My course on earth is lengthened, + I serve with holy fear; + And when Thou call’st my spirit + To leave this world below, + I enter, through Thy merit, + Where joys unmingled flow. + + J. Rist, 1651, a.; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858. + + +436 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good; + Thou spread’st for our salvation + Thy body and Thy blood as food + And giv’st us invitation; + As weary souls, with sin opprest, + We come to Thee for needed rest, + For counsel and forgiveness. + + 2. Although Thou didst ascend to heaven, + Where angels bow before Thee, + And now to mortals ’tis not given + By sight here to adore Thee, + Until begins Thy Judgment grand, + When we before Thy throne shall stand + And cheerfully behold Thee; + + 3. Yet art Thou ever with us, Lord, + And with Thy congregation + And not confined—so says Thy Word— + To any habitation. + Firm as a rock Thy Word still stands, + Unshaken by the en’mies’ hands + Though they be e’er so cunning. + + 4. Thou say’st: “This is My body; eat + And orally receive Me. + This is My blood; drink all of it + And henceforth never leave Me.” + What Thou hast spoken true must be; + Thou art almighty, and with Thee + Impossible is nothing. + + 5. Although my reason cannot see + How in so many places + Thy body at one time may be, + Yet faith Thy Word embraces. + How it can be I leave to Thee; + Thy Word alone sufficeth me, + For Thou wilt that we trust it. + + 6. Lord, I believe in simple trust, + Strength in my weakness give me, + For I am naught but sinful dust, + Nor of Thy Word bereave me! + Thy Baptism, Supper, and Thy Word + My consolation are, O Lord, + For they contain my treasure. + + 7. Grant that we worthily receive + Thy Supper, Lord, our Savior, + That for our sins we truly grieve + And prove by our behavior + That we obtained Thy saving grace + And trust in it throughout our days; + Then will our life be godly. + + 8. For Thy consoling Supper, Lord, + Be praised throughout all ages! + Preserve it, for with one accord + The world against it rages. + Grant that Thy body and Thy blood + May be my comfort and sweet food + In my last moments. Amen. + + S. Kinner, 1638; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880. + + +437 + + L. M. + + An awful mystery is here + To challenge faith and waken fear; + The Savior comes as food divine, + Concealed in earthly bread and wine. + + 2. This world is loveless—but above, + What wondrous boundlessness of love! + The King of Glory stoops to me + My spirit’s Life and Strength to be. + + 3. In consecrated wine and bread + No eye perceives the mystery dread; + But Jesus’ words are strong and clear: + “My body and My blood are here.” + + 4. How dull are all the powers of sense, + Employed on proofs of love immense! + The richest food remains unseen, + And highest gifts appear how mean! + + 5. But here we have no boon on earth, + And faith alone discerns its worth; + The Word, not sense, must be our guide + And faith assure, since sight’s denied. + + 6. Lord, show us still that Thou art good + And grant us evermore this food; + Give faith to ev’ry wav’ring soul + And make each wounded spirit whole. + + M. Loy, 1880. + + +438 + + L. M. + + Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, + I stood a guest before Thy face; + As host Thou spread’st no common food; + Here is Thy body and Thy blood! + + 2. How holy is this Sacrament, + Where pardon, peace, and life are spent! + This bread and cup my lips have pressed; + Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed. + + 3. Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart + With full assurance in his heart; + For such communion, Lord, with Thee + May a new life my offering be! + + 4. When Thou shalt in Thy glory come + To gather all Thy people home, + Then let me, as Thy heavenly guest, + In anthems praise Thee with the blest! + + E. Cronenwett, c. 1880. + + +439 + + L. M. + + ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night, + When powers of earth and hell arose + Against the Son of God’s delight, + And friends betrayed Him to His foes. + + 2. Before the mournful scene began, + He took the bread and blessed and brake; + What love through all His actions ran! + What wondrous words of grace He spake! + + 3. “This is My body, broke for sin; + Receive and eat the living food”; + Then took the cup and blessed the wine: + “’Tis the new covenant in My blood.” + + 4. “Do this,” He said, “till time shall end, + In memory of your dying Friend. + Meet at My table and record + The love of your departed Lord.” + + 5. Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate; + We show Thy death, we sing Thy name, + Till Thou return and we shall eat + The marriage supper of the Lamb. + + Isaac Watts, 1709, a. + + +440 + + L. M. + + At Thy command, our dearest Lord, + Here we attend Thy dying feast; + Thy blood, like wine, adorns the board, + And Thine own flesh feeds every guest. + + 2. Our faith adores Thy bleeding love + And trusts for life in One that died; + We hope for heavenly crowns above + From a Redeemer crucified. + + 3. Let the vain world pronounce it shame + And fling their scandals on the cause; + We come to boast our Savior’s name + And make our triumphs in His cross. + + 4. With joy we tell the scoffing age, + He that was dead has left His tomb; + He lives above their utmost rage, + And we are waiting till He come. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +441 + + 8, 8, 7, 8 + + Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, + Turned away God’s wrath forever; + Suffering pains no tongue can tell, + He saved us from the pains of hell. + + 2. To remind us that, to save us, + He hath died, His flesh He gave us + With this bread, a quick’ning food, + And with this wine His precious blood. + + 3. Whoso to this board repaireth + Take good heed how he prepareth; + Death instead of life shall he + Receive who comes unworthily. + + 4. Thou shalt hold with faith unshaken + That this food is to be taken + By the sick who are distressed, + By those whose heart is sin-oppressed. + + 5. Christ says: “Come, ye heavy-laden, + I your weary hearts will gladden; + They that are yet strong and well, + Despise the best physician’s skill. + + 6. “Couldst thou earn thine own salvation, + Useless were My death and Passion; + This feast is not spread for thee + If thine own helper thou wilt be.” + + 7. If thou this believest truly + And confession makest duly, + Thou a welcome guest art here, + This heavenly food thy soul shall cheer. + + 8. But the fruits must not be missing, + Love thy neighbor without ceasing; + That true love let him receive + Which here to thee thy God doth give. + + John Huss, † 1415; Martin Luther, 1524. + + +HOME, MARRIAGE, CHILDREN. + + +442 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + The voice that breathed o’er Eden, + That earliest wedding-day, + The primal marriage blessing,— + It hath not passed away. + + 2. Still in the pure espousal + Of Christian man and maid, + The Holy Three are with us, + The threefold grace is said. + + 3. Be present, loving Father, + To give away this bride, + As Eve Thou gav’st to Adam + Out of his own pierced side. + + 4. Be present, Son of Mary, + To join their loving hands, + As Thou didst bind two natures + In Thine eternal bands. + + 5. Be present, Holiest Spirit, + To bless them as they kneel, + As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom, + The heavenly spouse dost seal. + + 6. O spread Thy pure wings o’er them, + Let no ill power find place, + When onward to Thine altar + Their hallowed path they trace, + + 7. To cast their crowns before Thee + In perfect sacrifice, + Till to the home of gladness + With Christ’s own Bride they rise. + + J. Keble, 1857, a. + + +443 + + C. M. 8 l + + Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast + Didst as a Guest appear, + Thou dearer far than earthly guest, + Vouchsafe Thy presence here; + For holy Thou indeed dost prove + The marriage-vow to be, + Proclaiming it a type of love + Between the Church and Thee. + + 2. The holiest vow that man can make, + The golden thread in life, + The bond that none may dare to break, + That bindeth man and wife; + Which, blessed by Thee, whate’er betides, + No evil shall destroy, + Through care-worn days each care divides, + And doubles every joy. + + 3. On those who now before Thee kneel, + O Lord, Thy blessing pour, + That each may wake the other’s zeal + To love Thee more and more. + Oh, grant them here in peace to live, + In purity and love, + And, this world leaving, to receive + A crown of life above. + + A. Thrupp, 1853, a. + + +444 + + 11, 10, 11, 10 + + O perfect Love, all human thought transcending, + Lowly we kneel in pray’r before Thy throne, + That theirs may be the love which knows no ending, + Whom Thou forevermore dost join in one. + + 2. O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance + Of tender charity and steadfast faith, + Of patient hope and quiet, brave endurance, + With childlike trust, that fears nor pain nor death. + + 3. Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow; + Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife, + And to life’s day the glorious unknown morrow + That dawns upon eternal love and life. + + Dorothy F. Bloomfield, 1883. + + +445 + + L. M. + + O blest the house, whate’er befall, + Where Jesus Christ is all in all; + Yea, if He were not dwelling there, + How poor and dark and void it were! + + 2. O blest that house where faith ye find, + And all within have set their mind + To trust their God and serve Him still + And do in all His holy will! + + 3. O blest the parents who give heed + Unto their children’s foremost need + And weary not of care or cost! + To them and heaven shall none be lost. + + 4. Blest such a house, it prospers well, + In peace and joy the parents dwell, + And in their children’s lot is shown + How richly God can bless His own. + + 5. Then here will I and mine to-day + A solemn covenant make and say: + Though all the world forsake Thy Word, + I and my house will serve the Lord. + + C. C. von Pfeil, 1782; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +446 + + L. M. + + Happy the man who feareth God, + Whose feet His holy ways have trod; + Thine own good hand shall nourish thee, + And well and happy shalt thou be. + + 2. Lo! to that man these blessings cleave + Who in God’s holy fear doth live; + From him the ancient curse hath fled + By Adam’s race inherited. + + 3. Out of Mount Zion God shall send + And crown with joy thy latter end, + That thou Jerusalem may’st see + In favor and prosperity. + + 4. He shall be with thee in thy ways + And give thee health and strength of days; + Yea, thou shalt children’s children see, + And peace on Israel shall be. + + 5. Praise God the Father, God the Son, + And God the Spirit, Three in One; + As ’twas through ages heretofore, + Is now, and shall be evermore. + + Martin Luther, 1524; R. Massie, tr., abr. + + +447 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd, + Children all are dear to Thee; + Gathered with Thine arms and carried + In Thy bosom may they be; + Sweetly, fondly, safely tended, + From all want and danger free. + + 2. Tender Shepherd, never leave them + From Thy fold to go astray; + By Thy warning love directed, + May they walk the narrow way! + Thus direct them, thus defend them, + Lest they fall an easy prey. + + 3. Cleanse their hearts from sinful folly + In the stream Thy love supplied, + Mingled stream of blood and water + Flowing from Thy wounded side; + And to heavenly pastures lead them, + Where Thine own still waters glide. + + 4. Let Thy holy Word instruct them; + Fill their minds with heavenly light; + Let Thy powerful grace constrain them + To approve whate’er is right; + Let them feel Thy yoke is easy, + Let them prove Thy burden light. + + 5. Taught to lisp Thy holy praises + Which on earth Thy children sing, + Both with lips and hearts, unfeignèd, + Glad thank-offerings may they bring; + Then with all the saints in glory + Join to praise their Lord and King. + + Jane E. Leeson, 1857. + + +448 + + 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + Shepherd of tender youth, + Guiding in love and truth + Through devious ways; + Christ, our triumphant King, + We come Thy name to sing + And here our children bring + To join Thy praise. + + 2. Thou art our holy Lord, + O all-subduing Word, + Healer of strife. + Thou didst Thyself abase + That from sin’s deep disgrace + Thou mightest save our race + And give us life. + + 3. Thou art the great High Priest; + Thou hast prepared the feast + Of holy love; + And in our mortal pain + None calls on Thee in vain; + Help Thou dost not disdain, + Help from above. + + 4. Ever be near our side, + Our Shepherd and our Guide, + Our Staff and Song; + Jesus, Thou Christ of God, + By Thine enduring Word + Lead us where Thou hast trod, + Make our faith strong. + + 5. So now, and till we die, + Sound we Thy praises high + And joyful sing; + Let all the holy throng + Who to Thy Church belong + Unite and swell the song + To Christ, our King! + + Clement of Alexandria, 211; H. M. Dexter, tr., 1846. + + +449 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Savior, who Thy flock art feeding + With the Shepherd’s kindest care, + All the feeble gently leading, + While the lambs Thy bosom share,— + + 2. Now, these little ones receiving, + Fold them in Thy gracious arm; + There, we know, Thy Word believing, + Only there secure from harm. + + 3. Never, from Thy pasture roving, + Let them be the Lion’s prey; + Let Thy tenderness, so loving, + Keep them through life’s dangerous way. + + 4. Then within Thy fold eternal + Let them find a resting-place, + Feed in pastures ever vernal, + Drink the rivers of Thy grace. + + W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826. + + + + +CHURCH. + + +LAYING OF CORNER-STONE. + + +450 + + L. M. + + O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills + The bounds of the eternal hills + And yet vouchsaf’st, in Christian lands, + To dwell in temples made with hands; + + 2. Grant that all we who here to-day + Rejoicing this foundation lay + May be in very deed Thine own, + Built on the precious Corner-stone. + + 3. The heads that guide endue with skill, + The hands that work preserve from ill, + That we, who these foundations lay + May raise the top-stone in its day. + + 4. But now and ever, Lord, protect + The temple of Thine own elect; + Be Thou in them and they in Thee, + O ever-blessed Trinity! + + J. M. Neale, 1844, abr. + + +451 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + In the name which earth and heaven + Ever worship, praise, and fear, + Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, + Shall a house be builded here. + Here with prayer its deep foundations, + In the faith of Christ, we lay, + Trusting by His help to crown it + With the top-stone in its day. + + 2. Here as in their due succession + Stone on stone the workmen place; + Thus, we pray, unseen, but surely, + Jesus, build us up in grace; + Till, within these walls completed, + We complete in Thee are found + And to Thee, the one Foundation, + Strong and living stones, are bound. + + 3. Fair shall be Thine earthly temple; + Here the careless passer-by + Shall bethink him, in its beauty, + Of the holier house on high; + Weary hearts and troubled spirits + Here shall find a still retreat; + Sinful souls shall bring their burden + Here to the Absolver’s feet. + + 4. Yet with truer, nobler beauty, + Lord, we pray, this house adorn, + Where Thy Bride, Thy Church redeemèd, + Robes her for her marriage morn; + Clothed in garments of salvation, + Rich with gems of heavenly grace, + Spouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting + Till she may behold His face. + + 5. Here in due and solemn order + May her ceaseless prayer arise; + Here may strains of holy gladness + Lift her heart above the skies; + Here the Word of Life be spoken; + Here the child of God be sealed; + Here the Bread of Heaven be broken, + “Till He come,” Himself revealed. + + 6. Praise to Thee, O Master Builder, + Maker of the earth and skies; + Praise to Thee, in whom Thy temple, + Fitly framed together, lies; + Praise to Thee, eternal Spirit, + Binding all that lives in one, + Till our earthly praise be ended + And th’ eternal song begun! + + J. Ellerton, 1871, a. + + +452 + + C. M. + + Behold the sure Foundation-stone + Which God in Zion lays + To build our heavenly hopes upon + And His eternal praise! + + 2. Chosen of God, to sinners dear, + Let saints adore the name; + They trust their whole salvation here, + Nor shall they suffer shame. + + 3. The foolish builders, scribe and priest, + Reject it with disdain; + Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest + And envy rage in vain. + + 4. What though the gates of hell withstood, + Yet must this building rise; + ’Tis Thine own work, Almighty God, + And wondrous in our eyes. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +453 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Christ is our Corner-stone, + On Him alone we build: + With His true saints alone + The courts of heav’n are filled; + On His great love our hopes we place, + Of present grace and joys above. + + 2. Oh, then with hymns of praise + These hallowed courts shall ring; + Our voices we will raise + The Three in One to sing + And thus proclaim in joyful song, + Both loud and long, that glorious name. + + 3. Here, gracious God, do Thou + Forevermore draw nigh; + Accept each faithful vow + And mark each suppliant sigh; + In copious shower, on all who pray, + Each holy day, Thy blessing pour. + + 4. Here may we gain from heaven + The grace which we implore, + And may that grace, once given, + Be with us evermore, + Until that day when all the blest + To endless rest are called away! + + From the Latin, 6th or 7th cent.; J. Chandler, tr., 1837. + + +DEDICATION OF CHURCH. + + +454 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation, + Thou the Head and Corner-stone; + Chosen of the Lord and precious, + Binding all the Church in one; + Thou Thy Zion’s Help forever + And her Confidence alone. + + 2. To this temple, where we call Thee, + Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day; + With Thy wonted loving-kindness + Hear Thy servants as they pray; + And Thy fullest benediction + Shed within these walls alway. + + 3. Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants + What they ask of Thee to gain, + What they gain from Thee forever + With the blessed to retain, + And hereafter in Thy glory + Evermore with Thee to reign. + + 4. Praise and honor to the Father, + Praise and honor to the Son, + Praise and honor to the Spirit, + Ever Three and ever One; + One in might and one in glory, + While eternal ages run. + + From the Latin; J. M. Neale, 1851, a. + + +455 + + L. M. + + Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne, + Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face; + Enter this temple, now Thine own, + And let Thy glory fill the place. + + 2. We praise Thee that to-day we see + Its sacred walls before Thee stand; + ’Tis Thine for us; ’tis ours for Thee, + Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand. + + 3. Oft as returns the day of rest, + Let heartfelt worship here ascend; + With Thine own joy fill every breast, + With Thine own power Thy Word attend. + + 4. Here in the dark and sorrowing day + Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still; + Oh, wipe the mourner’s tears away + And give new strength to meet Thy will! + + 5. When at Thine altar we shall meet + And keep the feast of dying love, + Be our communion ever sweet + With Thee and with Thy Church above. + + 6. Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep; + In Thine own arms the lambs infold; + Give help to climb the heavenward steep + Till Thy full glory we behold. + + Ray Palmer, 1875, a. and abr. + + +456 + + L. M. + + Eternal Son of God, O Thou, + Before whom earth and heaven bow, + Regard Thy people as they raise + To Thee their songs of prayer and praise. + + 2. This house they dedicate to Thee + That here Thy glory they may see, + Thy body and Thy blood they here + Receive their fainting souls to cheer. + + 3. Here in baptismal water pure + They find for sin a gracious cure; + Their children here to Thee they bring, + O Thou our death-subduing King. + + 4. Here sin’s diseases healing find; + The weak grow strong, light cheers the blind; + The troubled heart with peace is blest, + And weariness finds heavenly rest. + + 5. When tempests shake the world around, + The rock-built Church secure is found; + The gates of hell may here assail + Whom Christ defends, but not prevail. + + 6. To God the Father, God the Son, + And God the Spirit, Three in One, + Be praise! Do Thou, whom we adore, + Teach us to praise Thee evermore. + + From the Latin, tr., 1880. + + +457 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + In loud, exalted strains, + The King of Glory praise; + O’er heav’n and earth He reigns + Through everlasting days; + But Zion, with His presence blest, + Is His delight, His chosen rest. + + 2. O King of Glory, come + And with Thy favor crown + This temple as Thy home, + This people as Thy own; + Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show + How God can dwell with men below. + + 3. Now let Thine ear attend + Our supplicating cries; + Now let our praise ascend, + Accepted, to the skies; + Now let Thy Gospel’s joyful sound + Spread its celestial influence round. + + 4. Here may the listening throng + Imbibe Thy truth and love, + Here Christians join the song + Of seraphim above, + Till all who humbly seek Thy face + Rejoice in Thy abounding grace. + + B. Francis, 1774. + + +458 + + S. M. + + Great is the Lord, our God, + And let His praise be great; + He makes the Church His own abode, + His most delightful seat. + + 2. In Zion God is known, + A Refuge in distress; + How bright has His salvation shone + Through all her palaces! + + 3. Oft have our fathers told, + Our eyes have often seen, + How well our God secures the fold + Where His own sheep have been. + + 4. In every new distress + We’ll to His house repair; + We’ll think upon His wondrous grace + And seek deliverance there. + + Isaac Watts, 1719, abr. + + +459 + + L. M. + + Here in Thy name, eternal God, + We build this earthly house for Thee; + Oh, choose it for Thy fixed abode + And keep it from all error free! + + 2. Here, when Thy people seek Thy face + And dying sinners pray to live, + Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place; + And when Thou hearest, Lord, forgive. + + 3. Here, when Thy messengers proclaim + The blessed Gospel of Thy Son, + Still by the power of His great name + Be mighty signs and wonders done. + + 4. When children’s voices raise the song, + “Hosanna to the heavenly King!” + Let heaven with earth the strain prolong, + Hosanna! let the angels sing. + + 5. Thy glory never hence depart; + Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone: + Thy kingdom come to every heart, + In every bosom fix Thy throne. + + James Montgomery, 1822. + + +THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS. + + +460 + + L. M. + + There is within this heart of mine + A little church, with sacred shrine, + And stained forever with the blood + Of Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God. + + 2. Here dwelleth God the Father, Son, + And Holy Spirit, Three in One; + He is my soul’s beloved Guest + And grants my heart true peace and rest. + + 3. This little church looks poor and odd; + But being the abode of God, + It has a glorious, peerless grace: + It is God’s royal dwelling-place. + + 4. This little church, Lord, I commend + Unto Thy care and pray: Defend + And shield it from calamity, + Dwell there now and eternally. + + From the Latin of B. Walther; B. Derschau, † 1639; A. Crull, tr. + + +461 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be + No aliens from each other, + But even as he loves himself + Each saint shall love his brother. + + 2. When in Thy courts below we meet + To mourn our sinful living + And with united hearts repeat + Confession, creed, thanksgiving: + + 3. Make us to hear in each sweet word + Thy Holy Spirit calling + To oneness with Thy Church and Thee, + That heavenly bond forestalling. + + 4. One Baptism and one faith have we, + One Spirit sent to win us, + One Lord, one Father, and one God, + Above and through and in us. + + 5. Never, by schism or by sin, + May we that union sever, + Till all, to perfect stature grown, + Are one with Thee forever! + + J. Anstice, † 1836. + + +462 + + S. M. + + Blest be the tie that binds + Our hearts in Christian love; + The fellowship of kindred minds + Is like to that above. + + 2. Before our Father’s throne + We pour our ardent prayers; + Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, + Our comforts and our cares. + + 3. We share our mutual woes; + Our mutual burdens bear; + And often for each other flows + The sympathizing tear. + + 4. When we asunder part, + It gives us inward pain; + But we shall still be joined in heart + And hope to meet again. + + 5. This glorious hope revives + Our courage by the way, + While each in expectation lives + And longs to see the day. + + 6. From sorrow, toil, and pain, + And sin we shall be free; + And perfect love and friendship reign + Through all eternity. + + J. Fawcett, 1772. + + +463 + + C. M. + + The saints on earth and those above + But one communion make; + Joined to their Lord, in bonds of love, + All of His grace partake. + + 2. One family, we dwell in Him, + One Church above, beneath; + Though now divided by the stream, + The narrow stream, of death. + + 3. One army of the living God, + To His commands we bow; + Part of the host have passed the flood, + And part are crossing now. + + 4. Lo, thousands to their endless home + Are swiftly borne away; + And we are to the margin come + And soon must launch as they. + + 5. Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide; + Then, when the word is given, + Bid death’s cold flood its waves divide + And land us safe in heaven. + + Isaac Watts, 1709, and Charles Wesley, 1759, a. + + +GLORY OF THE CHURCH. + + +464 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Glorious things of thee are spoken, + Zion, city of our God; + He whose word cannot be broken + Formed thee for His own abode: + On the Rock of Ages founded, + What can shake thy sure repose? + With salvation’s walls surrounded, + Thou may’st smile at all thy foes. + + 2. See, the streams of living waters + Springing from eternal love + Well supply thy sons and daughters + And all fear of want remove. + Who can faint while such a river + Ever flows their thirst t’assuage— + Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver, + Never fails from age to age? + + 3. Savior, since of Zion’s city + I, through grace, a member am, + Let the world deride or pity, + I will glory in Thy name. + Fading is the worldling’s pleasure, + All his boasted pomp and show; + Solid joys and lasting treasure + None but Zion’s children know. + + John Newton, 1779. + + +465 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 + + Zion stands with hills surrounded, + Zion, kept by power divine; + All her foes shall be confounded, + Though the world in arms combine. + Happy Zion, + What a happy lot is thine! + + 2. Every human tie may perish, + Friend to friend unfaithful prove, + Brothers cease their own to cherish, + Heaven and earth at last remove; + But no changes + Can attend Jehovah’s love. + + 3. 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, thine everlasting Light. + + Thomas Kelly, 1806. + + +466 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + The Church’s one foundation + Is Jesus Christ, her Lord; + She is His new creation + By water and the Word. + From heav’n He came and sought her + To be His holy bride; + With His own blood He bought her, + And for her life He died. + + 2. Elect from every nation, + Yet one o’er all the earth, + Her charter of salvation + One Lord, one faith, one birth. + One holy name she blesses, + Partakes one holy food, + And to one hope she presses, + With every grace endued. + + 3. Though with a scornful wonder + Men see her sore oppressed, + By schisms rent asunder, + By heresies distressed, + Yet saints their watch are keeping, + Their cry goes up, “How long?” + And soon the night of weeping + Shall be the morn of song. + + 4. Mid toil and tribulation + And tumult of her war + She waits the consummation + Of peace forevermore, + Till with the vision glorious + Her longing eyes are blest + And the great Church victorious + Shall be the Church at rest. + + 5. Yet she on earth hath union + With God, the Three in One, + And mystic, sweet communion + With those whose rest is won. + O happy ones and holy! + Lord, give us grace that we, + Like them, the meek and lowly, + On high may dwell with Thee. + + S. J. Stone, 1866. + + +467 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Hark! the Church proclaims her honor, + And her strength is only this; + God hath laid her choice upon her, + And the work she doth is His. + + 2. He His Church has firmly founded, + He will guard what He began; + We, by sin and foes surrounded, + Build her bulwarks as we can. + + 3. Frail and fleeting are our powers, + Short our days, our foresight dim, + And we own the choice not ours, + We were chosen first by Him. + + 4. Onward, then! for naught despairing; + Calm we follow at His word, + Thus through joy and sorrow bearing + Faithful witness to our Lord. + + 5. Though we here must strive in weakness, + Though in tears we often bend, + What His might began in meekness + Shall achieve a glorious end. + + S. Preiswerk, 1844; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858. + + +468 + + S. M. + + I love Thy Zion, Lord, + The house of Thine abode, + The Church our blest Redeemer saved + With His own precious blood. + + 2. I love Thy Church, O God! + Her walls before Thee stand, + Dear as the apple of Thine eye, + And graven on Thy hand. + + 3. Should I with scoffers join + Her altars to abuse? + No! better far my tongue were dumb, + My hand its skill should lose. + + 4. For her my tears shall fall, + For her my prayers ascend, + To her my cares and toils be given + Till toils and cares shall end. + + 5. Beyond my highest joy + I prize her heavenly ways, + Her sweet communion, solemn vows, + Her hymns of love and praise. + + 6. Jesus, Thou Friend Divine, + Our Savior and our King, + Thy hand from every snare and foe + Shall great deliverance bring. + + 7. Sure as Thy truth shall last, + To Zion shall be given + The brightest glories earth can yield + And brighter bliss of heaven. + + T. Dwight, 1800, a. + + +469 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + Lord of the worlds above, + How pleasant and how fair + The dwellings of Thy love, + Thine earthly temples are! + To Thine abode + My heart aspires, + With warm desires + To see my God. + + 2. Oh, happy souls who pray + Where God appoints to hear! + Oh, happy men who pay + Their constant service there! + They praise Thee still; + And happy they + Who love the way + To Zion’s hill. + + 3. They go from strength to strength + Through this dark vale of tears, + Till each arrives at length, + Till each in heaven appears. + Oh, glorious seat, + When God, our King, + Shall thither bring + Our willing feet! + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +MISSIONS. + + +470 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Saints of God, the dawn is brightening, + Token of our coming Lord; + O’er the earth the field is whitening; + Louder rings the Master’s word: + Pray for reapers + In the harvest of the Lord! + + 2. Now, O Lord, fulfil Thy pleasure, + Breathe upon Thy chosen band, + And, with Pentecostal measure, + Send forth reapers o’er our land, + Faithful reapers, + Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand. + + 3. Broad the shadow of our nation, + Eager millions hither roam; + Lo! they wait for Thy salvation. + Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come; + By Thy Spirit + Bring Thy ransomed people home. + + 4. Soon shall end the time of weeping, + Soon the reaping time will come, + Heaven and earth together keeping + God’s eternal Harvest-home. + Saints and angels + Shout the world’s great Harvest-home. + + M. Maxwell, 1849. + + +471 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + The morning light is breaking; + The darkness disappears; + The sons of earth are waking + To penitential tears; + Each breeze that sweeps the ocean + Brings tidings from afar + Of nations in commotion, + Prepared for Zion’s war. + + 2. See heathen nations bending + Before the God we love, + And thousand hearts ascending + In gratitude above; + While sinners, now confessing, + The Gospel call obey + And seek the Savior’s blessing, + A nation in a day. + + 3. Blest river of salvation, + Pursue thy onward way; + Flow thou to every nation, + Nor in thy richness stay; + Stay not till all the lowly + Triumphant reach their home; + Stay not till all the holy + Proclaim, “The Lord is come!” + + S. F. Smith, 1832. + + +472 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Our country’s voice is pleading, + Ye men of God, arise! + His providence is leading, + The land before you lies; + Day-gleams are o’er it brightening, + And promise clothes the soil; + Wide fields, for harvest whitening, + Invite the reaper’s toil. + + 2. Go where the waves are breaking + On California’s shore, + Christ’s precious Gospel taking, + More rich than golden ore; + On Alleghany’s mountains, + Through all the Western vale, + Beside Missouri’s fountains, + Rehearse the wondrous tale. + + 3. His love of Christ unfolding, + Speed on from east to west, + Till all, His Cross beholding, + In Him are fully blessed. + Great Author of salvation, + Haste, haste the glorious day, + When we, a ransomed nation, + Thy scepter shall obey. + + Maria F. Anderson, 1848. + + +473 + + L. M. + + O Spirit of the living God, + In all Thy plenitude of grace, + Where’er the foot of man hath trod, + Descend on our apostate race. + + 2. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love + To preach the reconciling Word; + Give power and unction from above + Where’er the joyful sound is heard. + + 3. Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; + Confusion—order, in Thy path; + Souls without strength inspire with might; + Bid mercy triumph over wrath. + + 4. O Spirit of the Lord, prepare + A sinful world their God to meet; + Breathe Thou abroad like morning air + Till hearts of stone begin to beat. + + 5. Baptize the nations; far and nigh + The triumphs of the Cross record; + The name of Jesus glorify + Till every kindred call Him Lord. + + 6. God from eternity hath willed + All flesh shall His salvation see; + So be the Father’s love fulfilled, + The Savior’s sufferings crowned through Thee. + + James Montgomery, 1825. + + +474 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + From Greenland’s icy mountains, + From India’s coral strand, + Where Afric’s sunny fountains + Roll down their golden sand; + From many an ancient river, + From many a palmy plain, + They call us to deliver + Their land from error’s chain. + + 2. What though the spicy breezes + Blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle, + Though every prospect pleases + And only man is vile; + In vain with lavish kindness + The gifts of God are strown; + The heathen in his blindness + Bows down to wood and stone. + + 3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted + With wisdom from on high,— + Shall we to men benighted + The lamp of life deny? + Salvation, O salvation! + The joyful sound proclaim + Till earth’s remotest nation + Has learned Messiah’s name. + + 4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, + And you, ye waters, roll, + Till, like a sea of glory, + It spreads from pole to pole; + Till o’er our ransomed nature + The Lamb for sinners slain, + Redeemer, King, Creator, + In bliss returns to reign. + + Reginald Heber, 1819. + + +475 + + L. M. + + O Christ, our true and only Light, + Enlighten those who sit in night; + Let those afar now hear Thy voice + And in Thy fold with us rejoice. + + 2. Fill with the radiance of Thy grace + The souls now lost in error’s maze + And all whom in their secret minds + Some dark delusion haunts and blinds. + + 3. And all who else have strayed from Thee, + O gently seek! Thy healing be + To every wounded conscience given + And let them also share Thy heaven. + + 4. O make the deaf to hear Thy Word + And teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord, + Who dare not yet the faith avow, + Though secretly they hold it now. + + 5. Shine on the darkened and the cold, + Recall the wanderers from Thy fold, + Unite all those who walk apart, + Confirm the weak and doubting heart. + + 6. So they with us may evermore + Such grace with wondering thanks adore, + And endless praise to Thee be given + By all Thy Church in earth and heaven. + + J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +476 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, + “Who will go and work to-day? + Fields are white and harvests waiting, + Who will bear the sheaves away?” + Loud and long the Master calleth, + Rich reward He offers thee; + Who will answer, gladly saying, + “Here am I, send me, send me”? + + 2. If you cannot cross the ocean + And the heathen lands explore, + You can find the heathen nearer, + You can help them at your door; + If you cannot give your thousands, + You can give the widow’s mite; + And the least you give for Jesus + Will be precious in His sight. + + 3. If you cannot speak like angels, + If you cannot preach like Paul, + You can tell the love of Jesus, + You can say He died for all. + If you cannot rouse the wicked + With the Judgment’s dread alarms, + You can lead the little children + To the Savior’s waiting arms. + + 4. Let none hear you idly saying, + “There is nothing I can do,” + While the souls of men are dying + And the Master calls for you. + Take the task He gives you gladly, + Let His work your pleasure be; + Answer quickly when He calleth, + “Here am I, send me, send me!” + + D. March, 1868. + + +477 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Savior, sprinkle many nations; + Fruitful let Thy sorrows be; + By Thy pains and consolations + Draw the Gentiles unto Thee! + Of Thy Cross the wondrous story, + Be it to the nations told; + Let them see Thee in Thy glory + And Thy mercy manifold. + + 2. Let to mortals all be given + Thee to know and life to gain, + Thee the very God of heaven, + Thee the Man for sinners slain! + Speak Thou, through the Gospel-tiding, + Peace to every human breast; + Grant to all in Thee confiding + Mercy, solace, hope, and rest. + + 3. Great the need in every nation, + Dense the darkness of sin’s night; + Let Thy Spirit bring salvation, + Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light. + Give the Word, Thy preachers strengthen + With the prophets’ power of old, + Help them Zion’s cords to lengthen, + All Thy wandering sheep to fold! + + A. C. Coxe, 1851; Stanzas 2 and 3 a., W. G. Polack, 1927. + + +478 + + 10s + + Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! + Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes; + See heaven its sparkling portals wide display + And break upon thee in a flood of day. + + 2. See a long race thy spacious court adorn; + See future sons and daughters, yet unborn, + In crowding ranks on every side arise, + Demanding life, impatient for the skies. + + 3. See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, + Walk in the light and in thy temple bend; + See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, + While every land its joyful tribute brings. + + 4. The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay, + Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; + But fixed this Word, this saving power, remains; + Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. + + Alexander Pope, 1720. + + +479 + + L. M. + + Look from Thy sphere of endless day, + O God of mercy and of might! + In pity look on those who stray + Benighted in this land of light. + + 2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen, + In crowded mart, by stream or sea, + How many of the sons of men + Hear not the message sent from Thee! + + 3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call + The thoughtless young, the hardened old, + A scattered, homeless flock, till all + Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold. + + 4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak, + Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart, + To awe the bold, to stay the weak, + And bind and heal the broken heart. + + 5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene, + That makes us sadden as we gaze, + Shall grow with living waters green + And lift to heaven the voice of praise. + + William Cullen Bryant, 1840, a. + + +480 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + May God bestow on us His grace, + With blessings rich provide us, + And may the brightness of His face, + To life eternal guide us, + That we His gracious work may know + And what is His good pleasure, + And also to the heathen show + Christ’s riches without measure + And unto God convert them. + + 2. Thine over all shall be the praise + And thanks of every nation, + And all the world with joy shall raise + The voice of exultation; + For Thou shalt judge the earth, O Lord, + Nor suffer sin to flourish; + Thy people’s pasture is Thy Word + Their souls to feed and nourish, + In righteous paths to keep them. + + 3. O let the people praise Thy worth, + In all good works increasing; + The land shall plenteous fruit bring forth, + Thy Word is rich in blessing. + May God the Father, God the Son, + And God the Spirit bless us! + Let all the world praise Him alone, + Let solemn awe possess us. + Now let our hearts say, Amen. + + Martin Luther, 1524. + + +481 + + L. M. 6 l + + Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire + The watchmen of the Church’s youth, + Who faced the foe’s envenomed ire, + Who witnessed day and night Thy truth, + Whose voices loud are ringing still + And bringing hosts to know Thy will. + + 2. Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard, + The prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray; + For, lo, Thy children’s hearts are stirred + In every land in this our day + To cry with fervent soul to Thee, + O help us, Lord! So let it be! + + 3. O haste to help ere we are lost! + Send preachers forth, in spirit strong, + Armed with Thy Word, a dauntless host, + Bold to attack the rule of wrong; + Let them the earth for Thee reclaim, + Thy heritage, to know Thy name. + + 4. Would there were help within our walls! + O let Thy Spirit come again, + Before whom every barrier falls; + And now once more shine forth as then. + O rend the heavens and make us free! + Come, Lord, and bring us back to Thee! + + 5. And let Thy Word have speedy course, + Through every land be glorified, + Till all the heathen know its force + And fill Thy churches far and wide. + Spread Thou the conquest of Thy Word + And let Thy kingdom come, O Lord! + + 6. The Church’s desert paths restore; + Let stumbling-blocks that in them lie + Hinder Thy Word henceforth no more; + Error destroy, and heresy, + And let Thy Church, from hirelings free, + Bloom as a garden fair to Thee. + + C. H. Bogatzky, 1750; C. Winkworth, tr., a., 1855. + + +482 + + 7s + + Soldiers of the Cross, arise, + Gird you with your armor bright; + Mighty are your enemies, + Hard the battle ye must fight. + + 2. O’er a faithless, fallen world + Raise your banner in the sky; + Let it float there wide unfurled; + Bear it onward, lift it high. + + 3. Mid the homes of want and woe, + Strangers to the living Word, + Let the Savior’s heralds go, + Let the voice of hope be heard. + + 4. Where the shadows deepest lie, + Carry truth’s unsullied ray; + Where are crimes of blackest dye, + There the saving sign display. + + 5. To the weary and the worn + Tell of realms where sorrows cease; + To the outcast and forlorn + Speak of mercy and of peace. + + 6. Guard the helpless; seek the strayed; + Comfort troubles; banish grief; + In the might of God arrayed, + Scatter sin and unbelief. + + 7. Be the banner still unfurled, + Still unsheathed the Spirit’s Sword, + Till the kingdoms of the world + Are the kingdom of the Lord. + + W. W. How, 1854. + + +483 + + L. M. + + Jesus shall reign where’er the sun + Does his successive journeys run; + His kingdom stretch from shore to shore + Till moons shall wax and wane no more. + + 2. To Him shall endless prayer be made + And endless praises crown His head; + His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise + With every morning sacrifice. + + 3. People and realms of every tongue + Dwell on His love with sweetest song; + And infant voices shall proclaim + Their early blessings on His name. + + 4. Blessings abound where’er He reigns; + The prisoner leaps to loose his chains, + The weary find eternal rest, + And all the sons of want are blest. + + 5. Where He displays His healing power, + Death and the curse are known no more; + In Him the tribes of Adam boast + More blessings than their father lost. + + 6. Let every creature rise and bring + Peculiar honors to our King; + Angels descend with songs again, + And earth repeat the loud Amen. + + Isaac Watts, 1719. + + +484 + + 8, 8, 8, 6 + + Send Thou, O Lord, to every place + Swift messengers before Thy face, + The heralds of Thy wondrous grace, + Where Thou Thyself wilt come. + + 2. Send men whose eyes have seen the King, + Men in whose ears His sweet words ring; + Send such Thy lost ones home to bring; + Send them where Thou wilt come,— + + 3. To bring good news to souls in sin, + The bruised and broken hearts to win; + In every place to bring them in + Where Thou Thyself wilt come. + + 4. Thou who hast died, Thy victory claim; + Assert, O Christ, Thy glory’s name + And far to lands of pagan shame + Send men where Thou wilt come. + + 5. Gird each one with the Spirit’s Sword, + The sword of Thine own deathless Word, + And make them conquerors, conquering Lord, + Where Thou Thyself wilt come. + + 6. Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost, + From this broad land a mighty host, + Their war-cry, “We will seek the lost + Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come!” + + Mrs. M. E. Gates, 1889. + + +THE MINISTRY. + + +485 + + 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.) + + Lord of the Church, we humbly pray + For those who guide us in Thy way + And speak Thy holy Word; + With love divine their hearts inspire + And touch their lips with hallowed fire + And needful strength afford. + + 2. Help them to preach the Truth of God, + Redemption through the Savior’s blood, + Nor let the Spirit cease + On all the Church His gifts to shower,— + To them a messenger of power; + To us, of life and peace. + + 3. So may they live to Thee alone; + Then hear the welcome word, “Well done!” + And take their crown above; + Enter into their Master’s joy + And all eternity employ + In praise and bliss and love. + + E. Osler, 1836. + + +486 + + 10s + + God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons; + Elijah’s mantle o’er Elisha cast; + Each age its solemn task may claim but once; + Make each a nobler, stronger than the last! + + 2. Anoint them prophets! Make their ears attent + To Thy divinest speech; their hearts awake + To human need; their lips make eloquent + T’assure the right and every evil break. + + 3. Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors they + For pardon and for charity and peace! + Ah, if with them the world might pass, astray, + Into the dear Christ’s life of sacrifice! + + 4. Anoint them kings; aye, kindly kings, O Lord! + Anoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son! + Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword; + Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won! + + 5. Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross! + Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace. + Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss + And stand at last with joy before Thy face. + + 6. O mighty age of prophet-kings, return! + O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time! + Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn; + A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime! + + D. Wortman, 1884. + + +487 + + S. M. 8 l + + Lord, when at Thy command + The Word of Life we sow, + Watered by Thy almighty hand, + The seed shall surely grow; + The virtue of Thy grace + A large increase shall give + And multiply the faithful race + Who to Thy glory live. + + 2. Now, then, the ceaseless shower + Of Gospel-blessings send + And let the soul-converting power + Thy ministers attend; + On multitudes confer + The heart-renewing love + And by the joy of grace prepare + For fuller joys above. + + Charles Wesley. + + +488 + + L. M. + + Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high + And Thine ordainèd servants bless; + Graces and gifts to each supply + And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. + + 2. Within Thy temple when they stand + To teach the truth as taught by Thee, + Savior, like stars in Thy right hand, + Let all Thy Church’s pastors be. + + 3. Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, + Firmness and meekness from above, + To bear Thy people in their heart + And love the souls whom Thou dost love; + + 4. To watch and pray and never faint + By day and night strict guard to keep, + To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, + To feed Thy lambs, and fold Thy sheep. + + 5. So, when their work is finished here, + They may in hope their charge resign; + So, when their Master shall appear, + They may with crowns of glory shine. + + James Montgomery, 1833. + + +489 + + L. M. + + We bid thee welcome in the name + Of Jesus, our exalted Head. + Come as a servant,—so He came,— + And we receive thee in His stead. + + 2. Come as a shepherd; guard and keep + This fold from hell and earth and sin; + Nourish the lambs and feed the sheep; + The wounded heal, the lost bring in. + + 3. Come as a teacher sent from God, + Charged His whole counsel to declare; + Lift o’er our ranks the prophet’s rod + While we uphold thy hands with prayer. + + 4. Come as a messenger of peace, + Filled with the Spirit, fired with love; + Live to behold our large increase + And die to meet us all above. + + James Montgomery. + + +490 + + S. M. + + How beauteous are their feet + Who stand on Zion’s hill; + Who bring salvation on their tongues + And words of peace reveal! + + 2. How charming is their voice! + How sweet their tidings are! + “Zion, behold thy Savior-King! + He reigns and triumphs here.” + + 3. How happy are our ears + That hear this joyful sound + Which kings and prophets waited for + And sought, but never found! + + 4. How blessed are our eyes + That see this heavenly light! + Prophets and kings desired it long, + But died without the sight. + + 5. The watchmen join their voice + And tuneful notes employ; + Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, + And deserts learn the joy. + + 6. The Lord makes bare His arm + Through all the earth abroad. + Let every nation now behold + Their Savior and their God. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +491 + + S. M. + + Lord of the harvest, hear + Thy needy servants cry; + Answer our faith’s effectual prayer + And all our wants supply. + + 2. On Thee we humbly wait, + Our wants are in Thy view. + The harvest, truly, Lord, is great, + The laborers are few. + + 3. Convert and send forth more + Into Thy Church abroad + And let them speak Thy Word of Power + As workers with their God. + + 4. Oh, let them spread Thy name, + Their mission fully prove, + Thy universal grace proclaim, + Thine all-redeeming love! + + Charles Wesley, 1742. + + +492 + + L. M. 6 l + + Thou who the night in prayer didst spend + And then didst Thine apostles send, + And bidd’st us pray the harvest’s Lord + To send forth sowers of Thy Word,— + Hear and Thy chosen servants bless + With sevenfold gifts of holiness. + + 2. Oh, may Thy pastors faithful be, + Not laboring for themselves, but Thee! + Give grace to feed with wholesome food + The sheep and lambs bought by Thy blood, + To tend Thy flock, and thus to prove + How dearly they the Shepherd love. + + 3. Oh, may Thy people faithful be, + And in Thy pastors honor Thee, + And with them work, and for them pray, + And gladly Thee in them obey; + Receive the prophet of the Lord + And gain the prophet’s own reward! + + 4. So may we, when our work is done, + Together stand before Thy throne + And joyful hearts and voices raise + In one united song of praise, + With all the bright celestial host, + To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. + + C. Wordsworth. + + +493 + + L. M. + + Bow down Thine ear, almighty Lord, + And hear Thy Church’s suppliant cry + For all who preach Thy saving Word + And wait upon Thy ministry. + + 2. In mercy, Father, now give heed + And pour Thy quickening Spirit’s breath + On those whom Thou dost call to feed + Thy flock redeemed by Jesus’ death. + + 3. O Savior, from Thy piercèd hand + Shed o’er them all Thy gifts divine + That those who in Thy presence stand + May do Thy will with love like Thine. + + 4. Blest Spirit, in their hearts abide + And give them grace to watch and pray, + That, as they seek Thy flock to guide, + Themselves may keep the narrow way. + + 5. O God, Thy strength and mercy send + To shield them in their strife with sin; + Grant them, enduring to the end, + The crown of life at last to win. + + T. E. Powell, 1864. + + + + +CROSS AND COMFORT. + + +494 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Whate’er God will, let that be done; + His will is ever wisest; + His grace will all thy hope outrun + Who to that faith arisest. + The gracious Lord Will help afford, + He chastens with forbearing; + Who God believes And to Him cleaves, + Shall not be left despairing. + + 2. My God is my sure Confidence, + My Hope, and my Existence; + His counsel is beyond my sense, + Yet I’ll not make resistance. + His Word declares The very hairs + Upon my head are numbered; + His mercy large Holds me in charge, + With care that never slumbered. + + 3. The time has come when at His will + My life in this world ceases; + I think upon it and am still, + Let come whate’er He pleases. + To Him I trust My soul, my dust, + When flesh and spirit sever; + The Christ we sing Has plucked the sting + Away from death forever. + + 4. Yet one thing, Lord, I ask of Thee, + O grant my supplication: + When Satan sorely tempteth me, + Save me from desperation. + O God, my Lord, True to Thy Word, + Do Thou my soul deliver! + Who doth believe, He shall receive. + Thy name be praised forever! + + Anon., 1554; N. L. Frothingham, tr., a. + + +495 + + 8, 8, 7, 8, 7 + + In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust, + Leave me not helpless in the dust, + Let me not be confounded; + Let in Thy Word My faith, O Lord, + Be always firmly grounded. + + 2. Bow down Thy gracious ear to me + And hear my prayers, Lord, speedily, + O grant me Thy protection! + For woes and fear Surround me here; + Help me in my affliction. + + 3. My God and Shield, now let Thy power + Be unto me a mighty tower, + Whence bravely I defend me + Against the foes That round me close; + O Lord, assistance lend me! + + 4. Thy Word hath said, Thou art my Rock, + The Fortress that can fear no shock, + My Help, my Life, my Treasure; + Howe’er distress And dangers press, + All must perform Thy pleasure. + + 5. The world for me has falsely set + Full many a secret snare and net, + Dark lies, and sore temptations. + Lord, hear my prayers And break these snares + And hellish machinations. + + 6. With Thee, Lord, would I cast my lot; + My God, my God, forsake me not; + For, Lord, I am commending + My soul to Thee; Deliver me + Now and when life is ending. + + 7. All honor, praise, and majesty + To Father, Son, and Spirit be, + Our God forever glorious, + In whose rich grace We’ll run our race + Till we depart victorious. + + Ps. 31. Adam Reusner, 1533; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +496 + + C. M. + + Lord, it belongs not to my care, + Whether I die or live; + To love and serve Thee is my share, + And this Thy grace must give. + + 2. If life be long, I will be glad + That I may long obey; + If short, yet why should I be sad + To soar to endless day? + + 3. Christ leads me through no darker rooms + Than He went through before; + He that into God’s kingdom comes + Must enter by this door. + + 4. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet + Thy blessed face to see; + For if Thy work on earth is sweet, + What will Thy glory be? + + 5. Then shall I end my sad complaints + And weary, sinful days + And join with the triumphant saints + That sing Jehovah’s praise. + + 6. My knowledge of that life is small, + The eye of faith is dim; + But ’tis enough that Christ knows all + And I shall be with Him. + + Richard Baxter, 1681, a. + + +497 + + C. M. + + O Thou, from whom all goodness flows, + I lift my heart to Thee; + In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, + Dear Lord, remember me! + + 2. When on my aching, burdened heart + My sins lie heavily, + My pardon speak, new peace impart; + In love remember me. + + 3. Temptations sore obstruct my way, + And ills I cannot flee. + O give me strength, Lord, as my day; + For good remember me. + + 4. Distressed with pain, disease, and grief, + This feeble body see; + Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; + Hear and remember me! + + 5. When in the solemn hour of death + I wait Thy just decree, + Be this the prayer of my last breath, + Good Lord, remember me! + + 6. And when before Thy throne I stand + And lift my soul to Thee, + Then with the saints at Thy right hand, + Good Lord, remember me! + + Thomas Haweis and Thomas Cotterill, 1792, a. + + +498 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + If thou but suffer God to guide thee + And hope in Him through all thy ways, + He’ll give thee strength, whate’er betide thee, + And bear thee through the evil days. + Who trusts in God’s unchanging love + Builds on the Rock that naught can move. + + 2. What can these anxious cares avail thee, + These never-ceasing moans and sighs? + What can it help if thou bewail thee + O’er each dark moment as it flies? + Our cross and trials do but press + The heavier for our bitterness. + + 3. Be patient and await His leisure + In cheerful hope, with heart content, + To take whate’er thy Father’s pleasure + And His discerning love hath sent, + Nor doubt our inmost wants are known + To Him who chose us for His own. + + 4. He knows the time for joy and, truly, + Will send it when He sees it meet; + When He has tried and purged thee duly + And finds thee free from all deceit, + He comes to thee all unaware + And makes thee own His loving care. + + 5. Nor think amid the heat of trial + That God hath cast thee off unheard; + That he whose hopes meet no denial + Must surely be of God preferred; + Time passes and much change doth bring + And sets a bound to everything. + + 6. All are alike before the Highest; + ’Tis easy to our God, we know, + To raise thee up, though low thou liest, + To make the rich man poor and low. + True wonders still by Him are wrought + Who setteth up and brings to naught. + + 7. Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving; + So do thine own part faithfully + And trust His Word, though undeserving, + Thou yet shalt find it true for thee. + God never will forsake in need + The soul that trusts in Him indeed. + + Ps. 55, 23. George Neumark, 1657; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +499 + + 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8 + + I leave all things to God’s direction, + He loveth me in weal and woe; + His will is good, true His affection, + With tender love His heart doth glow. + My Fortress and my Rock is He: + What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. + + 2. My God hath all things in His keeping, + He is the ever faithful Friend; + He grants me laughter after weeping, + And all His ways in blessings end. + His love endures eternally: + What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. + + 3. The will of God shall be my pleasure + While here on earth is mine abode; + My will is wrong beyond all measure, + It doth not will what pleaseth God. + The Christian’s maxim e’er must be: + What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. + + 4. God knows what must be done to save me, + His love for me will never cease; + For He upon His palms did grave me + With purest gold of loving grace. + Away, my own will, off with thee! + What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. + + 5. My God desires the soul’s salvation, + Me also He desires to save; + Therefore, with Christian resignation, + All earthly troubles I will brave. + His will be done eternally: + What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. + + Anon., 17th cent.; A. Crull, tr. + + +500 + + 7s + + Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, + Onward, Christians, onward go! + Bear the toil, maintain the strife, + Strengthened with the Bread of Life. + + 2. Let not sorrow dim your eye; + Soon shall every tear be dry. + Let not woe your course impede; + Great your help if great your need. + + 3. Let your drooping hearts be glad; + March, in heavenly armor clad. + Fight, nor think the battle long; + Victory soon shall tune your song. + + 4. Onward, then, to battle move! + More than conquerors you shall prove; + Though begirt with many a foe, + Onward, Christians, onward go! + + H. K. White, 1806, a. + + +501 + + 8, 6, 6, 8, 6, 6 + + Why should sorrow ever grieve me; + Christ is near, What can here + E’er of Him deprive me? + Who can rob me of my heaven + That God’s Son As my own + To my faith hath given? + + 2. Naked was I and unswathèd + When on earth At my birth + My first breath I breathèd. + Naked hence shall I betake me + When I go From earth’s woe + And my breath forsakes me. + + 3. Naught—not e’en the life I’m living— + Is my own, God alone + All to me is giving. + Must I, then, His own restore Him? + Though bereft Of each gift, + Still shall I adore Him. + + 4. Though a heavy cross I’m bearing + And my heart Feels the smart, + Shall I be despairing? + God can help me, who doth send it; + He doth know All my woe + And how best to end it. + + 5. God oft gives me days of gladness; + Shall I grieve If He give + Seasons, too, of sadness? + God is good and tempers ever + Every hurt; Me desert + Wholly can He never. + + 6. Though united world and devil, + All their power Can no more + Do than mock and cavil. + Let derision now employ them, + Christ e’en here Will appear + And ’fore all destroy them. + + 7. True believers, shrinking never, + Where they dwell, Should reveal + Their true colors ever. + When approaching death would scare them, + Still should they Patient stay + And with courage bear them. + + 8. Death can never kill us even, + But relief From all grief + To us then is given. + It doth close life’s mournful story, + Makes a way That we may + Pass to heavenly glory. + + 9. There I’ll reap enduring pleasure, + After woe Here below + Suffered in large measure. + Lasting good we find here never, + All the earth Deemeth worth + Vanisheth forever. + + 10. What is all this life possesseth? + But a hand Full of sand + That the heart distresseth. + Noble gifts that pall me never + Christ so free There gives me + To enjoy forever. + + 11. Lord, Thou Fount of joy forever, + Thou art mine, I am Thine, + No one can us sever. + I am Thine, because Thou gavest + Life and blood For my good, + By Thy death me savest. + + 12. Thou art mine, I love and own Thee, + Ne’er shall I, Light of joy, + From my heart dethrone Thee. + Let me, let me, soon behold Thee + Face to face,—Thy embrace, + May it soon enfold me! + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr., a. + + +502 + + C. M. + + Dear Refuge of my weary soul, + On Thee, when sorrows rise, + On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, + My fainting hope relies. + + 2. To Thee I tell each rising grief, + For Thou alone canst heal; + Thy Word can bring a sweet relief + For every pain I feel. + + 3. Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? + And shall I seek in vain? + And can the ear of pardoning grace + Be deaf when I complain? + + 4. No, still the ear of saving grace + Attends the mourner’s prayer; + O may I ever find access + To breathe my sorrows there! + + Anne Steele, 1760. + + +503 + + L. M. + + O God, my days are dark indeed, + How oft this aching heart must bleed; + The narrow way,—how filled with pain, + That I must pass, ere heaven I gain! + + 2. How hard to teach this flesh and blood + To seek alone th’ eternal God! + Ah! whither now for comfort turn? + For Thee, my Jesus, do I yearn. + + 3. In Thee have I, howe’er distrest, + Found ever counsel, aid, and rest! + I cannot all forsaken be + While still my heart can trust in Thee. + + 4. Thine office and Thy person show + That Thou great miracles canst do; + Miraculous was, Lord, Thy birth + When Thou wert born a child on earth. + + 5. And by Thy death Thou mak’st me free + So strangely from all misery. + Jesus, my only God and Lord, + What sweetness in Thy name is stored! + + 6. No grief can ever be so sore + But Thy sweet name can cheer me more; + So keen no sorrow’s rankling dart + But Thy sweet name can heal my heart. + + 7. Although my flesh and heart may fail, + I’ll heed it not, I shall not quail; + My Savior, if I have but Thee, + I shall be blest eternally. + + 8. With heart and soul I’m Thine fore’er; + Sin, death, and hell I need not fear; + The world can show no truth like Thine, + And therefore will I not repine. + + 9. I know Thou wilt forsake me not, + Thy truth is fixed, though dark my lot; + Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep + From harm forever Thou wilt keep. + + 10. Jesus, my Boast, my Light, my Joy, + The Treasure naught can e’er destroy, + No words, no song that I can frame + Speak half the sweetness of Thy name. + + 11. They only all its power shall prove + Whose hearts have learned Thy faith and love; + How many a time I’ve sadly said, + Far better were it I were dead; + + 12. Far better ne’er the light to see + If I had not this joy in Thee; + For he who hath not Thee in faith, + His very life is merely death. + + 13. Jesus, my Bridegroom and my Crown, + If Thou but smile, the world may frown; + In Thee lie depths of joy untold, + Far richer than the richest gold. + + 14. Whenever I but think of Thee, + Thy dews drop down and solace me; + Whene’er I hope in Thee, my Friend, + Thy comfort and Thy peace descend. + + 15. Whene’er in grief I pray and sing, + I feel new courage in me spring; + Thy Spirit witnesses that this + Is foretaste of eternal bliss. + + 16. Therefore, while life remains in me, + I’ll bear Thy cross and follow Thee. + Grant me a patient, willing mood; + I know that it shall work my good. + + 17. Help me to do my task aright, + That it may stand before Thy sight; + Let me this flesh and blood control, + From sin and shame preserve my soul. + + 18. O keep me steadfast in the faith, + Then I am Thine in life and death. + Jesus, my Comfort, bend to me; + Ah, would I were e’en now with Thee! + + Conrad Hojer, 1597. + + +504 + + S. M. + + In weariness and pain, + By sins and fears opprest, + I turn me to my Rest again, + My soul’s eternal Rest. + + 2. The Lamb that died for me + And still my load doth bear; + To Jesus’ streaming wounds I flee + And find my quiet there. + + 3. Jesus, was ever grief, + Was ever love, like Thine? + Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief, + Thy life hath ransomed mine. + + 4. O may I rise with Thee + And soar to things above + And spend a blest eternity + In praise of dying love! + + Charles Wesley, 1749, a. + + +505 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 + + Zion mourns in fear and anguish, + Zion, city of our God. + “Ah!” she saith, “how sore I languish, + Bowed beneath so hard a load! + God hath now forsook me quite + And forgot my evil plight.” + Nay, the Lord, who chose thee, spares thee, + For within His heart He bears thee. + + 2. “Once,” she mourns, “He promised plainly + That His help should aye be near, + Yet I now must seek Him vainly + In my days of woe and fear. + Will He, then, forevermore + Keep His anger and no more + Help His chosen generation + In its present tribulation?” + + 3. “Zion, surely I have loved thee!” + Thus to her the Highest saith. + “Although many woes have proved thee + And thy soul is sad to death, + Yet now cast thy griefs behind; + Where wilt thou a mother find + For her own child not providing + Or in hatred with it chiding? + + 4. “And if thou couldst find a mother + Who forgot her infant’s claim + Or whose wrath her love could smother, + Yet would I be still the same; + For My truth is pledged to thee, + Zion, thou art dear to Me; + I within My heart have set thee, + And I never can forget thee. + + 5. “Let not Satan make thee craven; + He can fight, but cannot harm. + On My hands thy name is graven, + And thy shield is still My arm. + How, then, could it ever be + That I failed to think of thee, + Build the wall of My own city + And look down on thee with pity? + + 6. “Thou before My eyes art ever, + In My bosom thou art laid + As a nursing child, and never + Shalt thou lack My timely aid. + Me and thee no time nor stress, + War, nor danger, nor distress, + No, nor Satan’s self shall sever,— + Only be thou faithful ever.” + + J. Heermann, 1636; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +506 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 + + Let not such a thought e’er pain thee + As that thou art cast away, + But within God’s Word restrain thee, + That far otherwise doth say. + E’en though thou unrighteous art, + True and faithful is God’s heart. + Hast thou death deserved forever? + God’s appeased, despond thou never! + + 2. Thou art, as is every other, + Tainted by the poison sin, + That the Serpent and our father + Adam, by the Fall, brought in. + But if God’s voice thou dost hear, + “Turn to Me, do good,” ne’er fear, + Be of good cheer, He thy yearning + Will regard, thy prayer ne’er spurning. + + 3. He is not a bear or lion + Thirsting only for thy blood, + Faithful is thy God in Zion, + Gentle ever is His mood. + God aye as a Father feels, + He’s afflicted by our ills; + Our misfortune sorrow gives Him, + And our dying ever grieves Him. + + 4. “Truly,” saith He, “as I’m living, + I the death of none desire, + But that men, themselves upgiving, + May be rescued from sin’s mire.” + When a prodigal returns, + God’s heart then with rapture burns, + Wills that not the least one even + Ever from His flock be driven. + + 5. Shepherd was so faithful never, + Seeking sheep that go astray. + Couldest thou God’s heart see ever + How He cares for them alway, + How it thirsts and sighs and burns + After him who from Him turns, + From His people’s midst doth wander, + Love would make thee weep and ponder. + + 6. God the good not only loveth, + Those who in His house now dwell, + But His heart compassion moveth + For those whom the Prince of hell + Hath enslaved, the cruel foe, + Who men’s hearts with hate to glow + Makes ’gainst Him, who when He ever + Moves His foot, can make earth quiver. + + 7. Deep His love and most enduring, + His desire is ever great; + He is calling and alluring + Us to enter heaven’s gate. + When they come, whoe’er they be, + Seeking now that liberty + From the devil’s fangs be given, + Glad are all the hosts of heaven. + + 8. God and all those with Him dwelling, + ’Fore whom heaven must hush its voice + When their Maker’s praise forth telling, + O’er our penitence rejoice; + But what has been done amiss + Covered now and buried is, + All offense to Him we’ve given,— + All, yea all, is now forgiven. + + 9. From no lake so much is gushing, + No depth is so deep at all, + With such force no stream is rushing, + All compared with God is small; + Naught is like His grace so great, + That remits our mighty debt, + That He ever throweth over + All our lives e’en as a cover. + + 10. Soul, why art thou sad and dreary? + Rest now and contented be! + Why wilt thou thyself so weary + When there is no need for thee? + Though thy sins appear to thee + Like a vast and shoreless sea, + If with God’s heart thou compare them, + ’Twill a trifle seem to bear them. + + 11. Could we myriad worlds discover, + All sunk in apostasy, + Had the sins there o’er and over + Every one been done by thee, + Oh! still there were less by far + Than the light of grace so clear + Could on earth extinguish ever, + God from greater could deliver. + + 12. Of such wondrous love and favor + Open wide the door to me; + Everywhere and aye, my Savior, + Tasted be Thy grace by me. + Love me, Lord, and let me be + Nearer ever drawn to Thee + That I may embrace and love Thee, + Nevermore to anger move Thee. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1653; J. Kelly, tr. + + +507 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Whatever God ordains is good! + His righteous will abideth; + I will be still whate’er He doth + And follow where He guideth. + He is my God; Though dark my road, + He knoweth how to shield me, + Wherefore to Him I yield me. + + 2. Whatever God ordains is good! + He never will deceive me; + He leads me by the proper path, + I know He will not leave me, + And take content What He hath sent; + His hand that sends my sadness + Will turn my tears to gladness. + + 3. Whatever God ordains is good! + His loving thought attends me; + No poisoned draught the cup can be + That my Physician sends me, + But medicine; God true has been. + Of doubt, then, I’ll divest me + And on His goodness rest me. + + 4. Whatever God ordains is good! + My Life, my Light, can never + Intend me harm; then, to His care + I give myself forever + In weal or woe; For well I know + Some day I shall see clearly + That God did love me dearly. + + 5. Whatever God ordains is good! + Though now this cup in drinking + May bitter to my taste appear + I take it all unshrinking; + For to my heart God will impart + A timely balm of healing + And end each painful feeling. + + 6. Whatever God ordains is good! + Here shall my stand be taken; + Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, + Yet am I not forsaken; + My Father’s care Is round me there, + His arms embrace and shield me; + Then to my God I yield me. + + Samuel Rodigast, 1675; C. Winkworth, 1863, a. + + +508 + + 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 7 + + In God, my faithful God, + I trust when dark my road; + Though many woes o’ertake me, + Yet He will not forsake me; + His love it is doth send them + And, when ’tis best, will end them. + + 2. My sins assail me sore, + But I despair no more. + I build on Christ, who loves me; + From this Rock nothing moves me. + To Him I all surrender, + To Him, my soul’s Defender. + + 3. If death my portion be, + Then death is gain to me, + And Christ my Life forever, + From whom death cannot sever; + Come when it may, He’ll shield me, + To Him I wholly yield me. + + 4. O Jesus Christ, my Lord, + So meek in deed and word, + Thou once didst die to save us, + Because Thou fain wouldst have us + After this life of sadness + The heirs of heavenly gladness. + + 5. “So be it,” then I say + With all my heart each day. + We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee, + We sing for joy before Thee. + Guide us while here we wander + Till safely landed yonder. + + S. Weingaertner, 1607; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +509 + + 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6 + + From God shall naught divide me, + For He is true for aye + And on my path will guide me, + Who else should often stray; + His ever-bounteous hand + By night and day is heedful + And gives me what is needful, + Where’er I go or stand. + + 2. When man’s help and affection + Shall unavailing prove, + God grants me His protection + And proves His power and love; + He helps me in my need, + Delivers me from evil, + From sin and death and devil; + He is my Friend indeed. + + 3. If sorrow comes, He sent it, + In Him I put my trust; + I never shall repent it, + For He is true and just + And endeth every ill; + My life and soul I render + To God, my strong Defender; + Let Him do as He will. + + 4. Whate’er shall be His pleasure + Is surely best for me; + He sent His dearest Treasure + That our weak hearts may see + His good and gracious will. + In His own Son He gave us + Whate’er can bless and save us; + Praise Him who loves us still! + + 5. O praise Him, for He never + Forgets our daily need; + O blest the hour whenever + Our thoughts to Him can speed; + Yea, all the time we spend + Without Him is but wasted, + Till we His joy have tasted, + The joy that hath no end. + + 6. The world away is passing + With all its pomp and pride; + All we have been amassing + No longer may abide. + But in our earthly bed, + When safely we are sleeping, + God hath us in His keeping, + To wake us from the dead. + + 7. Our soul shall never perish, + But in yon paradise + The joys of heaven shall cherish. + Our body shall arise + Pure, holy, new-born, free + From every sin and evil; + The tempting of the devil + We then no more shall see. + + 8. Then, though on earth I suffer + Much trial, well I know + I merit ways still rougher, + And ’tis to heaven I go. + For Christ I know and love, + To Him I now am hasting, + And gladness everlasting + With Him my heart shall prove. + + 9. Such is His will that made us. + The Father seeks our good; + The Son of sin doth rid us, + And saves us by His blood; + His Spirit rules our ways, + Through faith in us abiding, + To heaven our footsteps guiding. + To Him be thanks and praise! + + L. Helmbold, 1563. + + +510 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + God is Love; His mercy brightens + All the path in which we rove; + Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens: + God is Wisdom, God is Love. + + 2. Chance and change are busy ever, + Man decays, and ages move, + But His mercy waneth never: + God is Wisdom, God is Love. + + 3. E’en the hour that darkest seemeth + Will His changeless goodness prove; + From the gloom His brightness streameth: + God is Wisdom, God is Love. + + 4. He with earthly cares entwineth + Hope and comfort from above; + Everywhere His glory shineth: + God is Wisdom, God is Love. + + J. Bowring, 1825. + + +511 + + 8, 7, 8 l + + Who puts his trust In God most just + Hath built his house securely; + He who relies On Jesus Christ, + Heaven shall be his most surely. + Then fixed on Thee My trust shall be, + For Thy truth cannot alter; + While mine Thou art Not death’s worst smart + Shall make my courage falter. + + 2. Though fiercest foes My course oppose, + A dauntless front I’ll show them; + My Champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now, + Who soon shalt overthrow them; + And if but Thee I have in me + With Thy good gifts and Spirit, + Nor death nor hell, I know full well, + Shall hurt me, through Thy merit. + + 3. I rest me here Without a fear; + By Thee shall all be given + That I can need, O Friend indeed, + For this life or for heaven. + O keep me true, My heart renew, + My soul and flesh deliver! + Lord, hear my prayer And in Thy care + Keep me in peace forever. + + J. Magdeburg, 1572; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +512 + + 11, 10, 11, 10 + + Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, + Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; + Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; + Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. + + 2. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, + Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, + Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, + Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. + + 3. Here see the Bread of Life, see water flowing + Forth from the throne of God, pure from above. + Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing + Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. + + T. Moore, 1816. Stanza 3 a. + + +513 + + 4, 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7 + + God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + God is good; from His compassion + Earthly help and comfort flow; + Strong is His right hand to fashion + All things well for man below. + Trial, oft the most distressing, + In the end has proved a blessing. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 2. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + He who gave the eye its vision, + Shall He slumber once or sleep? + He who gave the ear its mission, + Hears He not His children weep? + God is God; His ear attendeth + When the sigh our bosom rendeth. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 3. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + He who gives the clouds their measure, + Stretching out the heavens alone; + He who stores the earth with treasure, + Is not far from every one. + God in the hour of need defendeth + Him whose heart in love ascendeth. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 4. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + Is thy cross too great and pond’rous, + Cast on Him thy grievous load; + God is great, His love is wondrous, + He will speed thee on the road. + For His truth endureth ever, + And His mercy ceaseth never. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 5. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + Is the yoke of sin too galling? + Christ Himself has set thee free, + Borne for thee their weight appalling, + Cast them in oblivion’s sea! + In thy deepest grief and sadness + He can grant thee joy and gladness. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 6. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + When the world would let thee perish, + Pathless all thy tangled way, + God the nearer draws to cherish + Him who makes the Lord his Stay. + Children oft that most He loveth + Thus with strictest rod He proveth. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 7. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + Heaven’s huge vault may cleave asunder, + Earth’s round globe in ruins burst, + Satan’s fellest rage may thunder, + Death and hell may spend their worst; + Yet will God keep safe and surely + Those who trust in Him securely. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + 8. God liveth still! + Soul, despair not, fear no ill! + Be thy life until its ending + Full of thorns, of grief, or need, + God, in love the trial sending, + Thus His child would heavenwards lead. + For this life’s long night of sadness + He will give thee peace and gladness. + Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? + God still lives, who heareth prayer. + + J. F. Zihn, 1782; F. E. Cox, tr., a. + + +514 + + L. M. + + Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design + Are framed upon Thy throne above, + And every dark and bending line + Meets in the center of Thy love. + + 2. With feeble light and half obscure, + Poor mortals Thine arrangements view, + Not knowing that the least are sure + And the mysterious just and true. + + 3. Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care, + Though now they seem to roam uneyed, + Are led or driven only where + They best and safest may abide. + + 4. They neither know nor trace the way; + But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye, + Their feet shall ne’er to ruin stray, + Nor shall the weakest fail or die. + + 5. My favored soul shall meekly learn + To lay her reason at Thy throne; + Too weak Thy secrets to discern, + I’ll trust Thee for my guide alone. + + Ambrose Serle, 1786. + + +515 + + L. M. + + When in the hour of utmost need + We know not where to look for aid; + When days and nights of anxious thought + Nor help nor counsel yet have brought, + + 2. Then this our comfort is alone, + That we may meet before Thy throne + And cry, O faithful God, to Thee + For rescue from our misery; + + 3. To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, + Repenting sore with bitter sighs, + And seek Thy pardon for our sin + And respite from our griefs within. + + 4. For Thou hast promised graciously + To hear all those who cry to Thee, + Through Him whose name alone is great, + Our Savior and our Advocate. + + 5. And thus we come, O God, to-day + And all our woes before Thee lay; + For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand, + Perils and foes on every hand. + + 6. Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face, + Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, + Be with us in our anguish still, + Free us at last from every ill, + + 7. That so with all our hearts we may + Once more our glad thanksgivings pay + And walk obedient to Thy Word + And now and ever praise Thee, Lord. + + Paul Eber, 1547; C. Winkworth, tr. + + +516 + + 7s + + Seems it in my anguish lone + As if God forsook His own, + Yet I hold the knowledge fast + God will surely help at last. + + 2. Though awhile it be delayed, + He denieth not His aid; + Though it come not oft with speed, + It will surely come at need. + + 3. As a father not too soon + Grants his child the longed-for boon, + So our God gives when He will; + Wait His pleasure and be still. + + 4. I can rest in thoughts of Him + When all courage else grows dim, + For I know my soul shall prove + His is more than father’s love. + + 5. Would the powers of ill affright, + I can smile at all their might; + Or the cross be pressing sore, + God, my God, lives evermore. + + 6. Man may hate me causelessly, + Man may plot to ruin me, + Foes my heart may pierce and rend; + God in heaven is still my Friend. + + 7. Earth against me may declare, + For her love I do not care; + Though the world bear me a grudge, + God, my Father, is my Judge. + + 8. Earth may all her gifts deny, + Safe my treasure is on high; + And if heaven at last be mine, + All things else I can resign. + + 9. I renounce thee willingly, + World, I hate what pleases thee. + Baneful every gift of thine; + Only be, my God, still mine. + + 10. Ah! Lord, if but Thee I have, + Naught of other good I crave; + Bright is even death’s dark road + If but Thou art there, my God. + + C. Titius, † 1703; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +517 + + L. M. + + Lord God, who art my Father dear, + I pray in Jesus’ name: O hear + What, trusting in His promised Word, + I humbly ask of Thee, good Lord. + + 2. Grant us Thy Word, Thy Spirit give, + That by His grace we godly live; + Give shelter, peace, good friends, and food, + Protect our native land, O God. + + 3. Save us from sin and Satan’s fraud, + Deliver us from evil, God, + Be with us in our dying hour; + Thine is the kingdom, glory, power. + + 4. Lord, at Thy word Amen I say; + Increase my feeble faith, I pray. + Thou lead’st me with a father’s care; + Oh, let me be Thy child and heir! + + J. Mathesius, † 1565; A. Crull, tr. + + +518 + + S. M. + + Beloved, “It is well!” + God’s ways are always right; + And perfect love is o’er them all + Though far above our sight. + + 2. Beloved, “It is well!” + Though deep and sore the smart, + The hand that wounds knows how to bind + And heal the broken heart. + + 3. Beloved, “It is well!” + Though sorrow clouds our way, + ’Twill only make the joy more dear + That ushers in the day. + + 4. Beloved, “It is well!” + The path that Jesus trod, + Though rough and strait and dark it be, + Leads home to heaven and God. + + G. W. Doane, 1833. + + +519 + + S. M. + + My Father! cheering name! + O may I call Thee mine! + Give me with humble hope to claim + A portion so divine. + + 2. Whate’er Thy will denies + I calmly would resign; + For Thou art just and good and wise,— + Oh, bend my will to Thine! + + 3. Whate’er Thy will ordains, + Oh, give me strength to bear! + Still let me know a Father reigns + And trust a Father’s care. + + 4. Thy ways are little known + To my weak, erring sight; + Yet shall my soul, believing, own + That all Thy ways are right. + + Anne Steele, 1760, a. + + +520 + + 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + 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! + + 2. Nearer, my Lord, to Thee, + Nearer to Thee! + Who to Thy cross didst come + Dying for me. + Strengthen my willing feet, + Hold me in service sweet + Nearer, O Christ, to Thee, + Nearer to Thee! + + 3. Nearer, O Comforter, + Nearer to Thee! + Who with my loving Lord + Dwellest with me. + Grant me Thy fellowship, + Help me each day to keep + Nearer, my Guide, to Thee, + Nearer to Thee! + + 4. But to be nearer still, + Bring me, O God, + Not by the visioned steeps + Angels have trod. + Here where Thy cross I see, + Jesus, I wait for Thee, + Then evermore to be + Nearer to Thee! + + Sarah F. Adams, 1841; a. by H. D. Ganse, † 1891. + + +521 + + C. M. 8 l + + And let this feeble body fail + And let it faint or die; + My soul shall quit the mournful vale + And soar to worlds on high; + Shall join the disembodied saints + And find its long-sought rest, + That only bliss for which it pants, + In my Redeemer’s breast. + + 2. In hope of that immortal crown + I now the cross sustain + And gladly wander up and down + And smile at toil and pain. + I suffer on my threescore years + Till my Deliverer come + And wipe away His servant’s tears + And take His exile home. + + 3. Oh, what hath Jesus bought for me! + Before my ravished eyes + Rivers of life divine I see + And trees of paradise! + I see a world of spirits bright + Who reap the pleasures there; + They all are robed in spotless white, + And conquering palms they bear. + + 4. Oh, what are all my sufferings here + If, Lord, Thou count me meet + With that enraptured host t’appear + And worship at Thy feet! + Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, + Take life or friends away, + But let me find them all again + In that eternal day. + + Charles Wesley, 1759, a. + + +522 + + L. M. + + God of my life, to Thee I call; + Afflicted, at Thy feet I fall: + When the great water-floods prevail, + Leave not my trembling heart to fail. + + 2. Friend of the friendless and the faint, + Where should I lodge my deep complaint? + Where but with Thee, whose open door + Invites the helpless and the poor? + + 3. Did ever mourner plead with Thee, + And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? + Does not the word still fixed remain, + That none shall seek Thy face in vain? + + 4. That were a grief I could not bear, + Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; + But a prayer-hearing, answering God + Supports me under every load. + + 5. Fair is the lot that’s cast for me; + I have an Advocate with Thee; + They whom the world caresses most + Have no such privilege to boast. + + 6. Poor though I be, despised, forgot, + Yet God, my God, forgets me not; + And he is safe and must succeed + For whom the Lord Himself does plead. + + W. Cowper, 1779, a. + + +523 + + L. M. + + Help me, O Lord, in fear and need, + Have mercy, to my prayer give heed! + I know Thou lov’st me still as Thine, + Though world and hell ’gainst me combine. + + 2. My God and Lord, I trust in Thee; + What need I if Thou art with me? + And Thou, Lord Jesus Christ, art mine; + My God and Savior, I am Thine. + + 3. Therefore my happiness is great; + I am content, for Thee I wait, + Trust wholly in Thy name, and then + I know Thy help is sure. Amen. + + Martin Moller, 1598. + + +524 + + C. M. + + God moves in a mysterious way + His wonders to perform; + He plants His footsteps in the sea + And rides upon the storm. + + 2. Deep in unfathomable mines + Of never-failing skill + He treasures up His bright designs + And works His sovereign will. + + 3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; + The clouds ye so much dread + Are big with mercy and shall break + In blessings on your head. + + 4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, + But trust Him for His grace; + Behind a frowning providence + He hides a smiling face. + + 5. His purposes will ripen fast, + Unfolding every hour; + The bud may have a bitter taste, + But sweet will be the flower. + + 6. Blind unbelief is sure to err + And scan His work in vain; + God is His own interpreter, + And He will make it plain. + + W. Cowper, 1772. + + +525 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Commit whatever grieves thee + At heart, and all thy ways, + To Him who never leaves thee, + On whom creation stays, + Who freest courses maketh + For clouds and air and wind, + Who care and counsel taketh + A path for thee to find. + + 2. On God repose forever + If thou wouldst prosper sure; + On his work gaze thou ever, + If thine is to endure. + By anxious care and grieving, + By self-consuming pain, + God is not moved to giving; + By prayer must thou obtain. + + 3. Thy grace, that ever floweth, + O Father, what is good + Or evil, ever knoweth, + To mortal flesh and blood. + What to Thine eye all-seeing, + And to Thy counsel wise + Seems good must into being, + O mighty Prince, arise. + + 4. For means it fails Thee never, + Thou always find’st a way, + Thy deeds are blessing ever, + Thy path like brightest day. + Thy work no one can hinder, + Thy labor cannot rest, + If Thou design’st Thy tender + Children should all be blessed. + + 5. Though all the power of evil + Should rise up to resist, + Without a doubt or cavil + God never will desist; + His undertakings ever + At length He carries through; + What He designs He never + Can fail at all to do. + + 6. Hope on, thou heart, grief-riven, + In hope courageous be; + Where anguish thee had driven + Thou shalt deliverance see. + God from thy pit of sadness + Shall raise thee graciously; + Wait, and the sun of gladness + Thine eyes shall early see. + + 7. Arise, to pain and anguish + A long good night now say; + Drive all that makes thee languish + In grief and woe away. + Not thine ’tis to endeavor + The ruler’s part to play; + God sits as Ruler ever, + Guides all things well each day. + + 8. Let Him alone and tarry, + He is a Prince all-wise, + He shall Himself so carry + ’Twill strange seem in thine eyes, + When He, as Him beseemeth, + In wonderful decree, + Shall as Himself good deemeth, + O’errule what grieveth thee. + + 9. He may, a while still staying, + His comforts keep from thee + And, on His part delaying, + Seem to have utterly + Forgotten and forsaken + And put thee out of mind, + Though grief hath thee o’ertaken, + No time for thee to find. + + 10. But if thou never shrinkest + And true dost still remain, + He’ll come when least thou thinkest + And set thee free again, + Thee from the load deliver, + That burdeneth thy heart, + That thou hast carried never + For any evil part. + + 11. Hail! child of faith, who gainest + The victory alway, + Who honor’s crown obtainest, + That never fades away. + God in thy hand will give thee + One day the glorious palm; + Who ne’er in grief did leave thee, + To Him thou’lt sing thy psalm. + + 12. O Lord, no longer lengthen + Our time of misery; + Our hands and feet do strengthen; + And until death may we + By Thee be watched and cared for, + In faithfulness and love. + So come we where prepared for + Us is our blessed abode. + + Paul Gerhardt, 1656; J. Kelly, tr., a. + + +526 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + If God Himself be for me, + I may a host defy, + For when I pray, before me + My foes confounded fly. + If Christ, my Head and Master, + Befriend me from above, + What foe or what disaster + Can drive me from His love? + + 2. This I believe—yea, rather, + Of this I make my boast, + That God is my dear Father, + The Friend who loves me most; + And that, whate’er betide me, + My Savior is at hand + Through stormy seas to guide me + And bring me safe to land. + + 3. I build on this foundation, + That Jesus and His blood + Alone are my salvation, + The true, eternal good; + Without Him all that pleases + Is valueless on earth; + The gifts I owe to Jesus + Alone my love are worth. + + 4. My Jesus is my Splendor, + My soul’s bright-beaming Sun; + Were He not my Defender + Before God’s awful throne, + I never should find favor + And mercy in His sight, + But be destroyed forever, + As darkness by the light. + + 5. He canceled my offenses + And saved my soul from death; + ’Tis He who ever cleanses + Me from my sins through faith. + In Him I can be cheerful, + Bold, and undaunted aye; + In Him I am not fearful + Of God’s great Judgment Day. + + 6. Naught, naught can e’er condemn me + Nor set my hope aside; + Now hell no more can claim me, + Its fury I deride. + No sentence e’er reproves me, + No ill destroys my peace, + For Christ, my Savior, loves me + And screens me with His grace. + + 7. His Spirit in me dwelleth, + And o’er my mind He reigns. + All sorrow He dispelleth + And soothes away all pains. + He crowns His work with blessing + And helpeth me to cry, + “My Father!” without ceasing, + To Him who dwells on high. + + 8. To mine His Spirit speaketh + Sweet words of holy cheer, + How God, to Him that seeketh + For rest, is always near, + And how He hath erected + A city fair and new, + Where what our faith expected + We evermore shall view. + + 9. In yonder home doth flourish + My heritage, my lot; + Though here I die and perish, + My heaven shall fail me not. + Though care my life oft saddens + And causeth tears to flow, + The light of Jesus gladdens + And sweetens every woe. + + 10. Who clings with resolution + To Him whom Satan hates + Must look for persecution; + For him the burden waits + Of mockery, shame, and losses, + Heaped on his guiltless head; + A thousand plagues and crosses + Shall be his daily bread. + + 11. All this I am prepared for, + Yet am I not afraid; + By Thee shall all be cared for, + To whom my vows were paid. + Though life and limb it cost me + And everything I have, + Unshaken shall I trust Thee, + Thee never shall I leave. + + 12. Though earth be rent asunder, + Thou’rt mine eternally; + Not fire nor sword nor thunder + Shall sever me from Thee; + Not hunger, thirst, nor danger, + Not pain nor poverty, + Nor mighty princes’ anger, + Shall ever hinder me. + + 13. No angel and no gladness, + No throne, no pomp, no show, + No love, no hate, no sadness, + No pain, no depth of woe, + No scheme of man’s contrivance, + However small or great, + Shall draw me from Thy guidance + Nor from Thee separate. + + 14. My heart for joy is springing + And can no more be sad, + ’Tis full of mirth and singing, + Sees naught but sunshine glad. + The Sun that cheers my spirit + Is Jesus Christ, my King; + That which I shall inherit + Hereafter, makes me sing. + + Rom. 8, 31-39. Paul Gerhardt, 1664; R. Massie, tr., a. + + + + +DEATH AND BURIAL. + + +527 + + L. M. + + Lord Jesus Christ, true man and God, + Who borest anguish, scorn, the rod, + And diedst at last upon the tree + To gain Thy Father’s grace for me: + + 2. I pray Thee, through that bitter woe, + Let me, a sinner, mercy know + When comes the hour of failing breath + And I must wrestle, Lord, with death; + + 3. When from my sight all fades away, + And when my tongue no more can say, + And when mine ears no more can hear, + And when my heart is racked with fear; + + 4. When all my mind is darkened o’er, + And human help can do no more;— + Then come, Lord Jesus, come with speed, + And help me in the hour of need. + + 5. Lead me from this dark vale beneath + And shorten then the pangs of death; + All evil spirits drive away, + But let Thy Spirit with me stay, + + 6. Until my soul the body leave; + Then in Thy hands my soul receive + And let the earth the body keep + Till the Last Day shall break its sleep. + + 7. Joyful my resurrection be, + Thou in the Judgment plead for me + And hide my sins, Lord, from Thy face + And give me life, of Thy dear grace! + + 8. Implicitly I trust Thee, Lord, + For Thou hast promised in Thy Word: + “In truth I tell you, who receives + My Word, and keeps it, and believes, + + 9. “Shall never fall God’s wrath beneath, + Shall never taste eternal death; + Though here he must return to dust, + He still is noways therefore lost; + + 10. “For I will with a mighty hand + Deliver him from death’s strong band + And lift him hence that he shall be + Forever in My realm with Me, + + 11. “Forever living there in bliss.” + Oh, let us not that glory miss! + Dear Lord, forgive us all our guilt, + Help us to wait until Thou wilt + + 12. That we depart; and let our faith + Be brave and conquer e’en in death, + Firm resting in Thy sacred Word + Until we sleep in Thee, our Lord. + + Paul Eber, 1565; C. Winkworth, tr., 1855. + + +528 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + When my last hour is close at hand + And I must hence betake me, + Lord Jesus Christ, beside me stand, + Nor let Thy help forsake me; + To Thy blest hands I now commend + My soul, at this my earthly end, + And Thou wilt safely keep it. + + 2. My sins, dear Lord, disturb me sore, + My conscience cannot slumber; + But though as sands upon the shore + My sins may be in number, + I will not quail, but think of Thee; + Thy death, Thy sorrow, borne for me, + Thy sufferings, shall uphold me. + + 3. I have been grafted in the Vine + And hence my comfort borrow, + For Thou wilt surely keep me Thine + Through fear and pain and sorrow; + Yea, though I die, I die to Thee, + Who through Thy death hast won for me + The right to life eternal. + + 4. Since Thou from death didst rise again, + In death Thou wilt not leave me; + Lord, Thy ascension soothes my pain, + No fear of death shall grieve me; + For Thou wilt have me where Thou art, + And so with joy I can depart + To be with Thee forever. + + 5. And so I stretch mine arms to Thee + And gladly hence betake me; + Peaceful and calm my sleep shall be, + No human voice can wake me. + But Christ is with me through the strife, + And He will bear me into life + And open heaven before me. + + Nikolaus Herman, 1560; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +529 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + For me to live is Jesus, + To die is gain for me, + To Him I gladly yield me + And die right cheerfully. + + 2. From hence I go with gladness + To Christ my Brother’s side + That I may soon be with Him + And e’er with Him abide. + + 3. I have o’ercome life’s crosses; + Grief, pain, and sorrow cease; + Through His five wounds most holy + With God I am at peace. + + 4. When all my powers are breaking, + My breath comes heavily, + Nor word more I can utter, + Lord, hear my sighs to Thee! + + 5. When reason, sense, and thinking + Fail like a flickering light, + That to and fro doth waver + Ere ’tis extinguished quite, + + 6. Then let me softly, gently, + Lord, fall asleep in Thee, + When by Thy will and counsel + My last hour comes to me. + + 7. As to the oak the ivy, + So let me cleave to Thee + And live in heavenly glory + With Thee eternally. + + 8. Amen! This wilt Thou, Jesus, + Grant graciously to me; + Endow me with Thy Spirit + That I die happily. + + Anon., 1609; E. Cronenwett, tr., 1880. + + +530 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 7 + + Hark! a voice saith, “All are mortal.” + Yea, all flesh must fade as grass, + Only through death’s gloomy portal + To a better land we pass; + This frail body here must perish + Ere the heavenly joys it cherish, + Ere it gain the free reward + For the ransomed of the Lord. + + 2. Therefore, when my God doth choose it, + Willingly I’ll yield my life, + Nor will grieve that I should lose it, + For with sorrows it was rife; + In my dear Redeemer’s merit + Peace hath found my troubled spirit, + And in death my comfort is + Jesus’ death—sweet comfort this! + + 3. For my sake He went before me, + And His death is now my gain; + Peace and hope He conquered for me; + So without regret or pain, + Yea, with joy I’ll quit earth’s sadness + For the beauteous heaven of gladness, + Where I shall eternally + See the holy Trinity. + + 4. There is joy beyond our telling, + Where so many saints have gone; + Thousands, thousands, there are dwelling, + Worshiping before the throne; + There the seraphim are shining, + Evermore in chorus joining: + “Holy, holy, holy, Lord! + Triune God, for aye adored!” + + 5. There great men, of sacred story, + Prophets, patriarchs, are met; + There apostles, too, in glory + Fill twelve thrones by Jesus set; + All the saints that have ascended + Age on age, through time extended, + There in blissful concert sing + Hallelujahs to their King. + + 6. O Jerusalem, how glorious + Dost thou shine, thou city fair! + Lo! I hear the tones victorious + Ever sweetly sounding there! + O the bliss that there surprises! + Lo! the sun of morn now rises, + And the breaking day I see + That shall never end for me! + + 7. Yea, I see what here was told me, + See that wondrous glory shine; + Feel the spotless robes enfold me, + Know a golden crown is mine. + Thus before the throne so glorious + Now I stand, a soul victorious, + Gazing on that joy for aye + That shall never pass away. + + J. G. Albinus, 1652; C. Winkworth, 1863, a. + + +531 + + S. M. + + One sweetly solemn thought + Comes to me o’er and o’er,— + Nearer my home to-day am I + Than e’er I’ve been before; + + 2. Nearer my Father’s house, + Where many mansions be; + Nearer to-day the great white throne; + Nearer the crystal sea; + + 3. Nearer the bound of life + Where burdens are laid down; + Nearer to leave the heavy cross; + Nearer to gain the crown. + + 4. But, lying dark between, + Winding down through the night, + There rolls the silent, unknown stream + That leads at last to light. + + 5. E’en now, perchance, my feet + Are slipping on the brink, + And I to-day am nearer home, + Nearer than now I think. + + 6. Father, perfect my trust; + Strengthen my spirit’s faith; + Nor let me stand at last alone + Upon the shore of death. + + Phoebe Cary, 1852. + + +532 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Farewell! I say with gladness, + False, evil world, farewell! + Thy life is sin and sadness, + With thee I would not dwell; + In heaven are better pleasures, + I long for that bright sphere + Where God grants endless treasures + To those that served Him here. + + 2. Do with me as it pleases + Thy heart, O Son of God! + When anguish on me seizes, + Help me to bear my load; + Nor then my sorrows lengthen, + But take me hence on high; + My fearful spirit strengthen + And let me calmly die. + + 3. When all around is darkling, + Thy name and cross, still bright, + Deep in my heart are sparkling + Like stars in blackest night. + Appear Thou in Thy sorrow, + For Thine was woe indeed, + And from Thy cross I borrow + All comfort heart can need. + + 4. Thou diedst for me,—O hide me + When tempests round me roll; + Through all my foes, O guide me, + Receive my trembling soul. + If I but grasp Thee firmer, + What matters pain when past? + Hath he a cause to murmur + Who reaches heaven at last? + + 5. O write my name, I pray Thee, + Now in the book of life; + So let me here obey Thee + And there, where joys are rife, + Forever bloom before Thee, + Thy perfect freedom prove, + And tell, as I adore Thee, + How faithful was Thy love. + + V. Herberger, 1613; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +533 + + S. M. + + It is not death to die, + To leave this weary road, + And midst the brotherhood on high + To be at home with God. + + 2. It is not death to close + The eye long dimmed by tears + And wake in glorious repose + To spend eternal years. + + 3. It is not death to bear + The wrench that sets us free + From dungeon chain, to breathe the air + Of boundless liberty. + + 4. It is not death to fling + Aside this sinful dust + And rise, on strong, exulting wing, + To live among the just. + + 5. Jesus, Thou Prince of Life, + Thy chosen cannot die; + Like Thee, they conquer in the strife + To reign with Thee on high. + + M. A. C. Malan, 1832; G. W. Bethune, tr., 1847. + + +534 + + S. M. + + And must this body die, + This mortal frame decay? + And must these active limbs of mine + Lie moldering in the clay? + + 2. God, my Redeemer, lives + And ever from the skies + Looks down and watches all my dust + Till He shall bid it rise. + + 3. Arrayed in glorious grace + Shall these vile bodies shine + And every shape and every face + Look heavenly and divine. + + 4. These lively hopes we owe + To Jesus’ dying love; + We would adore His grace below + And sing His power above. + + 5. Dear Lord, accept the praise + Of these our humble songs + Till tunes of nobler sound we raise + With our immortal tongues. + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +535 + + 11s + + I would not live alway; I ask not to stay + Where storm after storm rises dark o’er the way; + The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here + Are enough for life’s woes, full enough for its cheer. + + 2. I would not live alway; thus fettered by sin, + Temptation without and corruption within; + E’en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears + And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. + + 3. I would not live alway; no, welcome the tomb; + Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. + There sweet be my rest till He bid me arise + To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. + + 4. Who, who would live alway, away from his God? + Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, + Where the rivers of pleasure flow o’er the bright plains, + And the noontide of glory eternally reigns; + + 5. Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, + Their Savior and brethren transported to greet, + While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll + And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul? + + W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826. + + +536 + + 7s + + Hark! a voice divides the sky: + Happy are the faithful dead, + In the Lord who sweetly die; + They from all their toils are freed. + + 2. Them the Spirit hath declared + Blest, unutterably blest; + Jesus is their great Reward, + Jesus is their endless Rest. + + 3. Followed by their works, they go + Where their Head had gone before; + Reconciled by grace below, + Grace hath opened mercy’s door. + + 4. Justified through faith alone, + Here they knew their sins forgiven; + Here they laid their burden down, + Hallowed and made meet for heaven. + + 5. When from flesh the spirit freed, + Hastens homeward to return, + Mortals cry, “A man is dead!” + Angels sing, “A child is born!” + + Charles Wesley, 1742. + + +537 + + 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7 + + Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled + Now Thy little lamb’s brief weeping; + Ah! how peaceful, pale, and mild, + In its narrow bed ’tis sleeping, + And no sigh of anguish sore + Heaves that little bosom more. + + 2. In this world of care and pain, + Lord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it; + To the sunny, heavenly plain + Dost Thou now with joy receive it; + Clothed in robes of spotless white, + Now it dwells with Thee in light. + + 3. Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we + Where it lives may soon be living, + And the lovely pastures see + That its heavenly food are giving; + Then the gain of death we prove + Though Thou take what most we love. + + J. W. Meinhold, 1835; C. Winkworth, tr., 1853. + + +538 + + L. M. + + Now lay we calmly in the grave + This form, whereof no doubt we have + That it shall rise again that day + In glorious triumph o’er decay. + + 2. And so to earth again we trust + What came from dust and turns to dust + And from the dust shall surely rise + When the last trumpet fills the skies. + + 3. His soul forever lives in God, + Whose grace his pardon hath bestowed, + Who through His Son redeemed him here + From bondage unto sin and fear. + + 4. His trials and his griefs are past; + A blessed end is his at last; + He bore Christ’s yoke and did His will; + And though he died, he liveth still. + + 5. He lives where none do mourn and weep, + And calmly shall his body sleep. + ’Tis God shall death Himself destroy + And raise it into glorious joy. + + 6. He suffered pain and grief below, + Christ heals him now from all his woe. + For him hath endless joy begun; + He shines in glory like the sun. + + 7. Then let us leave him to his rest + And homeward turn, for he is blest; + And we must well our souls prepare, + For death may seize us everywhere. + + 8. So help us, Christ, our Hope in loss; + Thou hast redeemed us by Thy cross + From endless death and misery; + We praise, we bless, we worship Thee. + + M. Weiss, 1531; Stanza 8, Martin Luther; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +539 + + L. M. + + Now hush your cries and shed no tear, + On such death none should look with fear; + He died a faithful Christian man, + And with his death true life began. + + 2. Coffin and grave we deck with care, + His body reverently bear; + It is not dead, but rests in God + And softly sleeps beneath the sod. + + 3. It seems as all were over now,— + The heavy limbs, the soulless brow,— + Yet through these rigid limbs once more + A noble life ere long shall pour. + + 4. These bones, now dead, again shall feel + New warmth and vigor through them steal, + And reunited they shall soar + On high to live forevermore. + + 5. This body, lying stiff and stark, + Shall soon rise upward from the dark + And swiftly mount up to the skies, + E’en as the spirit heavenward flies. + + 6. The buried grain of wheat must die, + Withered and worthless long must lie, + Yet springs to light all sweet and fair + And proper fruits shall rightly bear. + + 7. E’en so this body, made of dust, + To earth we once again entrust, + Where it shall slumber free from pain + Till from the dead it rise again. + + 8. God breathed into this house of clay + The spirit that hath passed away; + The righteous mind, the noble heart, + The living faith, did Christ impart. + + 9. Now earth has hid it from our eyes + Till God shall bid it wake and rise, + Who ne’er the creature will forget, + On whom His image He hath set. + + 10. Ah, would that promised day were here + When Christ will once again appear + And bring them to their heavenly home + Who have been buried in the tomb! + + “Deus, ignee fons animarum.” Tr. from the German, C. Winkworth, 1856. + + +540 + + L. M. + + Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep, + From which none ever wakes to weep; + A calm and undisturbed repose, + Unbroken by the last of foes. + + 2. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet + To be for such a slumber meet, + With holy confidence to sing + That death has lost his venomed sting. + + 3. Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest, + Whose waking is supremely blest; + No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour + That manifests the Savior’s power. + + 4. Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me + May such a blissful refuge be! + Securely shall my ashes lie + And wait the summons from on high. + + Margaret Mackay, 1832, abr. + + +541 + + S. M. + + Jesus, I live to Thee, + The Loveliest and Best; + My life in Thee, Thy life in me, + In Thy blest love I rest. + + 2. Jesus, I die to Thee + Whenever death shall come; + To die in Thee is life to me + In my eternal home. + + 3. Whether to live or die, + I know not which is best; + To live in Thee is bliss to me, + To die is endless rest. + + 4. Living or dying, Lord; + I ask but to be Thine; + My life in Thee, Thy life in me, + Make heaven forever mine! + + H. Harbaugh, 1850. + + +542 + + C. M. + + Why do we mourn departing friends + Or shake at death’s alarms? + ’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends + To call them to His arms. + + 2. Are we not tending upward, too, + As fast as time can move? + Nor would we wish the hours more slow + To keep us from our love. + + 3. Why should we tremble to convey + Their bodies to the tomb? + There the dear flesh of Jesus lay + And scattered all the gloom. + + 4. The graves of all the saints He blessed + And softened every bed; + Where should the dying members rest + But with their dying Head? + + 5. Thence He arose, ascending high, + And showed our feet the way. + Up to the Lord we, too, shall fly + At the great rising-day. + + 6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound + And bid our kindred rise; + Awake, ye nations under ground! + Ye saints, ascend the skies! + + Isaac Watts, 1709. + + +543 + + L. M. 6 l + + O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee, + In my distress Thou helpest me. + My soul and body I commend + Into Thy hands; Thine angel send + To guide me home and cheer my heart + Since Thou dost call me to depart. + + 2. O Jesus Christ, Thou Lamb of God, + Once slain to take away our load, + Now let Thy cross, Thine agony, + Avail to save and solace me; + Thy death to open heaven and there + Bid me the joy of angels share. + + 3. O Holy Spirit, at the end, + Sweet Comforter, be Thou my Friend, + When death and hell assail me sore, + Leave me, O leave me nevermore, + But bear me safely through the strife, + As Thou hast promised, into life. + + N. Selnecker, † 1592; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +544 + + 8s 6 l + + Who knows how near my end may be? + Time speeds away, and death comes on; + How swiftly, ah, how suddenly, + May death be here and life be gone! + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 2. The world that smiled when morn was come + May change for me ere close of eve; + So long as earth is still my home, + In peril of my death I live. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 3. Teach me to ponder oft my end, + And ere the hour of death appears, + To cast my soul on Christ, her Friend, + Nor spare repentant cries and tears. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 4. And let me now so order all + That ever ready I may be + To say with joy, Whate’er befall, + Lord, do Thou as Thou wilt with me. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 5. Let heaven to me be ever sweet, + And this world bitter let me find, + That I, mid all its toil and heat, + May keep eternity in mind. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 6. O Father, cover all my sins + With Jesus’ merits, who alone + The pardon that I covet wins + And makes His long-sought rest my own. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 7. His sorrows and His cross I know + Make deathbeds soft and light the grave; + They comfort in the hour of woe, + They give me all I fain would have. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 8. From Him can naught my soul divide, + Nor life nor death can part us now; + I thrust my hand into His side + And say, My Lord and God art Thou! + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 9. In Holy Baptism long ago + I joined me to the living Vine; + Thou lovest me in Him, I know, + In Him Thou dost accept me Thine. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 10. And I have eaten His own flesh + And drunk His blood,—nor can I be + Forsaken now nor doubt afresh + I am in Him and He in me. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 11. Then death may come or tarry yet, + I know in Christ I perish not; + He never will His own forget, + He gives me robes without a spot. + My God, for Jesus’ sake I pray + Thy peace may bless my dying day. + + 12. And thus I live in God at peace + And die without a thought of fear, + Content to take what God decrees, + For through His Son my faith is clear. + His grace shall be in death my stay, + And peace shall bless my dying day. + + Countess Emilie Juliane, 1686; C. Winkworth, tr., 1858, a. + + +545 + + L. M. 6 l + + I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds, + There pardon for my sins abounds; + Yea, Jesus’ blood and righteousness + My jewels are, my glorious dress, + Wherein before my God I’ll stand + When I shall reach the heavenly land. + + 2. With peace and joy I now depart, + God’s child I am with all my heart; + I thank thee, Death, thou leadest me + To that true life where I would be. + So cleansed by Christ, I fear not death. + Lord Jesus, strengthen Thou my faith! + + Probably Paul Eber, † 1569; C. Winkworth, 1869, tr., a. + + +546 + + 7, 7, 7, 5 + + When the day of toil is done, + When the race of life is run, + Father, grant Thy wearied one + Rest forevermore. + + 2. When the strife of sin is stilled, + When the foe within is killed, + Be Thy gracious word fulfilled, + “Peace forevermore.” + + 3. When the darkness melts away + At the breaking of the day, + Bid us hail the cheering ray, + Light forevermore. + + 4. When the heart, by sorrow tried, + Feels at length its throbs subside, + Bring us where all tears are dried, + Joy forevermore. + + 5. When for vanished days we yearn, + Days that never can return, + Teach us in Thy love to learn + Love forevermore. + + 6. When the breath of life is flown, + When the grave must claim its own, + Lord of life, be ours Thy crown,— + Life forevermore. + + J. Ellerton, 1871. + + +547 + + 10, 10, 5, 10 + + O how blest are ye whose toils are ended! + Who through death have unto God ascended! + Ye have arisen + From the cares which keep us still in prison. + + 2. We are still as in a dungeon living, + Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving; + Our undertakings + Are but toils and troubles and heartbreakings. + + 3. Ye, meanwhile, are in your chambers sleeping, + Quiet, and set free from all our weeping; + No cross or sadness + There can hinder your untroubled gladness. + + 4. Christ has wiped away your tears forever; + Ye have that for which we still endeavor; + To you are chanted + Songs that ne’er to mortal ears were granted. + + 5. Ah! who would, then, not depart with gladness + To inherit heaven for earthly sadness? + Who here would languish + Longer in bewailing and in anguish? + + 6. Come, O Christ, and loose the chains that bind us! + Lead us forth and cast this world behind us! + With Thee, th’ Anointed, + Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed. + + S. Dach, 1635; H. W. Longfellow, tr., a. + + + + +JUDGMENT. + + +548 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + O’er the distant mountains breaking + Comes the redd’ning dawn of day; + Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, + Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray; + |: ’Tis thy Savior, :| + On His bright returning way. + + 2. O Thou long-expected, weary + Waits my anxious soul for Thee; + Life is dark, and earth is dreary, + Where Thy light I do not see; + |: O my Savior, :| + When wilt Thou return to me? + + 3. Nearer is my soul’s salvation, + Spent the night, the day at hand; + Keep me in my lowly station, + Watching for Thee, till I stand, + |: O my Savior, :| + In Thy bright, Thy promised land. + + 4. With my lamp well trimmed and burning, + Swift to hear and loath to roam, + Watching for Thy glad returning + To restore me to my home. + |: Come, my Savior, :| + Thou hast promised: quickly come. + + J. S. B. Monsell, 1863, a. + + +549 + + 8, 9, 8, 6, 6, 4, 8, 8 + + Wake, awake, for night is flying, + The watchmen on the heights are crying: + Awake, Jerusalem, arise! + Midnight hears the welcome voices, + And at the thrilling cry rejoices; + O where are ye, ye virgins wise? + The Bridegroom comes, awake! + Your lamps with gladness take! + Hallelujah! + With bridal care Yourselves prepare + To meet the Bridegroom, who is near! + + 2. Zion hears the watchmen singing, + And all her heart with joy is springing, + She wakes, she rises from her gloom; + For her Lord comes down all glorious, + The strong in grace, in truth victorious, + Her Star is risen, her Light is come! + Now come, Thou Blessed One, + Lord Jesus, God’s own Son, + Hail! Hosanna! + The joyful call We answer all, + And follow to the nuptial hall. + + 3. Glory unto Thee be given, + By men and by the host of heaven, + With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone; + Of one pearl each shining portal, + Where we are with the choir immortal + Of angels round Thy dazzling throne. + Nor eye hath seen, nor ear + Hath yet attained to hear + Such great glory; + Therefore will we Eternally + Sing hymns of joy and praise to Thee. + + Ph. Nicolai, 1599; Comp. tr. + + +550 + + L. M. + + Let thoughtless thousands choose the road + That leads the soul away from God; + This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, + To live and die entirely Thine. + + 2. On Christ, by faith, I fain would live, + From Him my life, my all, receive, + To Him devote my fleeting hours, + Serve Him alone with all my powers. + + 3. Christ is my everlasting All; + To Him I look, on Him I call; + He will my every want supply + In time and through eternity. + + 4. Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear; + Soon shall I end my trials here, + Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain; + To live is Christ, to die is gain. + + 5. Soon will the saints in glory meet, + Soon walk through every golden street, + And sing on every blissful plain,— + To live is Christ, to die is gain. + + J. Haskins, 1789. + + +551 + + L. M. + + That day of wrath, that dreadful day, + When heaven and earth shall pass away! + What power shall be the sinner’s stay? + How shall he meet that dreadful day? + + 2. When, shriveling like a parchèd scroll, + The flaming heavens together roll; + When louder yet, and yet more dread, + Swells the high trump that wakes the dead: + + 3. Lord, on that day, that wrathful day, + When man to Judgment wakes from clay, + Be Thou the trembling sinner’s stay, + Though heaven and earth shall pass away. + + Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; Walter Scott, 1805, a. + + +552 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + The day is surely drawing near + When God’s Son, the Anointed, + Shall with great majesty appear + As Judge of all appointed. + All mirth and laughter then shall cease, + When flames on flames will still increase, + As the Apostle teacheth. + + 2. A trumpet loud shall then resound, + And all the earth be shaken; + Then all who in their graves are found + Shall from their sleep awaken; + But all that live shall in that hour + By the Almighty’s boundless power + Be changed at His commanding. + + 3. A book is opened then to all, + A record truly telling + What each hath done, both great and small, + When he on earth was dwelling; + And every heart be clearly seen, + And all be known as they have been, + In thoughts and words and actions. + + 4. Then woe to those who scorned the Lord + And sought but carnal pleasures, + Who here despised His precious Word + And loved their earthly treasures! + With shame and trembling they will stand + And at the Judge’s stern command + To Satan be delivered. + + 5. O Jesus, who my debt didst pay + And for my sin wast smitten, + Within the book of life, O may + My name be also written! + I will not doubt; I trust in Thee, + From Satan Thou hast made me free + And from all condemnation. + + 6. Therefore my Intercessor be, + And for Thy bloody merit + Declare my name from judgment free, + With all who life inherit; + That I may see Thee face to face + With all Thy saints in that blest place + Which Thou for us hast purchased. + + 7. O Jesus Christ, do not delay, + But hasten our salvation! + We often tremble on our way + In fear and tribulation. + Then hear us when we cry to Thee; + Come, mighty Judge, and make us free + From every evil! Amen. + + B. Ringwaldt, † 1599; P. A. Peter, 1880, tr., a. + + +553 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 + + Great God, what do I see and hear? + The end of things created; + The Judge of mankind doth appear + On clouds of glory seated; + The trumpet sounds; the graves restore + The dead which they contained before: + Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. + + 2. The dead in Christ shall first arise + At the last trumpet’s sounding, + Caught up to meet Him in the skies; + With joy their Lord surrounding; + No gloomy fears their souls dismay; + His presence sheds eternal day + On those prepared to meet Him. + + 3. But sinners, filled with guilty fears, + Behold His wrath prevailing, + For they shall rise and find their tears + And sighs are unavailing; + The day of grace is past and gone; + Trembling they stand before the throne, + All unprepared to meet Him. + + 4. O Christ, who diedst and yet dost live, + To me impart Thy merit; + My pardon seal, my sins forgive, + And cleanse me by Thy Spirit. + Beneath Thy cross I view the day + When heaven and earth shall pass away, + And thus prepare to meet Thee. + + W. B. Collyer, 1812. + + +554 + + S. M. + + And will the Judge descend? + And must the dead arise + And not a single soul escape + His all-discerning eyes? + + 2. And from His righteous lips + Shall this dread sentence sound; + And, through the numerous guilty throng, + Spread black despair around? + + 3. “Depart from Me, accursed, + To everlasting flame, + For rebel angels first prepared, + Where mercy never came.” + + 4. How will my heart endure + The terrors of that day, + When earth and heaven before His face + Astonished shrink away? + + 5. But ere that trumpet shakes + The mansions of the dead, + Hark, from the Gospel’s cheering sound + What joyful tidings spread! + + 6. Ye sinners, seek His grace + Whose wrath ye cannot bear; + Fly to the shelter of His cross + And find salvation there. + + Philip Doddridge, † 1751. + + +555 + + 8s 3 l + + Day of wrath, that day of mourning! + See fulfilled the Prophet’s warning, + Heaven and earth in ashes burning! + + 2. O what fear man’s bosom rendeth + When from heaven the Judge descendeth + On whose sentence all dependeth! + + 3. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth, + Through earth’s sepulchers it ringeth, + All before the throne it bringeth. + + 4. Death is struck and nature quaking; + All creation is awaking, + To its Judge an answer making. + + 5. Lo, the book, exactly worded, + Wherein all hath been recorded; + Thence shall judgment be awarded. + + 6. When the Judge His seat attaineth, + And each hidden deed arraigneth, + Nothing unavenged remaineth. + + 7. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? + Who for me be interceding, + When the just are mercy needing? + + 8. King of majesty tremendous, + Who dost free salvation send us, + Fount of pity, then befriend us! + + 9. Think, kind Jesus! my salvation + Caused Thy wondrous incarnation; + Leave me not to reprobation! + + 10. Faint and weary Thou hast sought me, + On the cross of suffering bought me; + Shall such grace in vain be brought me? + + 11. Righteous Judge of retribution, + Grant Thy gift of absolution + Ere that day’s dread execution. + + 12. Guilty, now I pour my moaning, + All my shame with anguish owning: + Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning! + + 13. Thou the women gav’st remission, + Heard’st the dying thief’s petition; + Hopeless else were my condition. + + 14. Worthless are my prayers and sighing, + Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, + Rescue me from fires undying! + + 15. With Thy favored sheep, O place me! + Nor amid the goats abase me; + But to Thy right hand upraise me. + + 16. While the wicked are confounded, + Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, + Call me, with Thy saints surrounded. + + 17. Bows my heart in meek submission, + Strewn with ashes of contrition. + Succor Thou my lost condition! + + 18. Day of sorrow, day of weeping, + When, in dust no longer sleeping, + Man awakes in Thy dread keeping! + + 19. To the rest Thou didst prepare me, + On Thy cross, O Christ, upbear me! + Spare, O God, in mercy spare me! + + Thomas of Celano, c. 1250; W. J. Irons, tr., 1848, a. + + + + +HEAVEN. + + +556 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Jerusalem the golden, + With milk and honey blest! + Beneath thy contemplation + Sink heart and voice opprest. + I know not, O I know not + What joys await us there, + What radiancy of glory, + What bliss beyond compare! + + 2. There is the throne of David; + And there, from care released, + The songs of them that triumph, + The shout of them that feast; + And they who, with their Leader, + Have conquered in the fight, + Forever and forever, + Are clad in robes of white! + + 3. Exult, O dust and ashes! + The Lord shall be thy Part; + His only, His forever, + Thou shalt be and thou art! + Jesus, in mercy bring us + Soon to that land of rest; + Who art, with God the Father + And Spirit, ever blest! + + Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851. + + +557 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + Brief life is here our portion; + Brief sorrow, short-lived care; + The life that knows no ending, + The tearless life, is there. + O happy retribution! + Short toil, eternal rest; + For mortals and for sinners + A mansion with the blest! + + 2. And now we fight the battle, + But then shall wear the crown + Of full and everlasting + And passionless renown; + And now we watch and struggle, + And now we live in hope, + And Zion in her anguish + With Babylon must cope. + + 3. But He whom now we trust in + Shall then be seen and known; + And they that know and see Him + Shall have Him for their own. + And there is David’s fountain + And life in fullest glow; + And there the light is golden, + And milk and honey flow. + + 4. The morning shall awaken, + And shadows shall decay, + And each true-hearted servant + Shall shine as doth the day; + Yes! God, my King and Portion, + In fulness of His grace, + We then shall see forever + And worship face to face. + + 5. O sweet and blessed country, + The home of God’s elect! + O sweet and blessed country + That eager hearts expect! + Jesus, in mercy bring us + To that dear land of rest; + Who art, with God the Father + And Spirit, ever blest. + + Bernard of Cluny, 12th cent.; J. M. Neale, tr., 1851. + + +558 + + C. M. + + Jerusalem, my happy home, + Name ever dear to me, + When shall my labors have an end + In joy and peace and thee? + + 2. When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls + And pearly gates behold; + Thy bulwarks with salvation strong + And streets of shining gold? + + 3. O when, thou city of my God, + Shall I thy courts ascend, + Where evermore the angels sing, + Where sabbaths have no end? + + 4. There happier bowers than Eden’s bloom, + Nor sin nor sorrow know; + Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes + I onward press to you. + + 5. Why should I shrink from pain and woe + Or feel at death dismay? + I’ve Canaan’s goodly land in view + And realms of endless day. + + 6. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there + Around my Savior stand; + And soon my friends in Christ below + Will join the glorious band. + + From an ancient hymn, anon., 1801. + + +559 + + 10, 6, 10, 6, 7, 6, 7, 6 + + Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, + Would God I were in thee! + My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly, + It will not stay with me; + Far over vale and mountain, + Far over field and plain, + It hastes to seek its Fountain + And quit this world of pain. + + 2. O happy day, and yet far happier hour, + When wilt thou come at last, + When fearless to my Father’s love and power, + Whose promise standeth fast, + My soul I gladly render? + For surely will His hand + Lead her, with guidance tender, + To heaven, her fatherland. + + 3. A moment’s space, and gently, wondrously, + Released from earthly ties, + Elijah’s chariot bears her up to thee, + Through all these lower skies + To yonder shining regions, + While down to meet her come + The blessed angel legions + And bid her welcome home. + + 4. O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold + The gates of grace to me! + How many a time I longed for thee of old, + Ere yet I was set free + From yon dark life of sadness, + Yon world of shadowy naught, + And God had given the gladness, + The heritage I sought. + + 5. O what the tribe, or what the glorious host, + Comes sweeping swiftly down? + The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most, + The Church’s brightest crown, + Our Lord hath sent to meet me, + As in the far-off years + Their words oft came to greet me + In yonder land of tears. + + 6. The patriarchs’ and prophets’ noble train, + With all Christ’s followers true, + Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain + That tyrants dared to do, + I see them shine forever, + All glorious as the sun, + Mid light that fadeth never, + Their perfect freedom won. + + 7. And when within that lovely paradise + At last I safely dwell, + From out my soul what songs of bliss shall rise, + What joy my lips shall tell, + While holy saints are singing + Hosannas o’er and o’er, + Pure hallelujahs ringing + Around me evermore! + + 8. Innumerous choirs before the shining throne + Their joyful anthems raise, + Till heaven’s glad halls are echoing with the tone + Of that great hymn of praise, + And all its host rejoices, + And all its blessed throng + Unite their myriad voices + In one eternal song. + + J. M. Meyfart, 1626; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +560 + + C. M. + + There is a land of pure delight, + Where saints immortal reign; + Eternal day excludes the night, + And pleasures banish pain. + + 2. There everlasting spring abides, + And never-withering flowers; + Death, like a narrow sea, divides + This heavenly land from ours. + + 3. Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, + Stand dressed in living green; + So to the Jews old Canaan stood, + While Jordan rolled between. + + 4. But timorous mortals start and shrink + To cross this narrow sea, + And linger, shivering, on the brink + And fear to launch away. + + 5. O could we make our doubts remove, + Those gloomy doubts that rise, + And view the Canaan that we love, + With unbeclouded eyes: + + 6. Could we but climb where Moses stood + And view the landscape o’er, + Not Jordan’s stream nor death’s cold flood + Should fright us from the shore. + + Isaac Watts, 1707. + + +561 + + 8, 6, 8, 6, 6, 6, 6, 6 + + O Paradise, O Paradise, + Who doth not crave for rest? + Who would not seek the happy land + Where they that loved are blest; + Where loyal hearts, and true, + Stand ever in the light, + All rapture through and through, + In God’s most holy sight? + + 2. O Paradise, O Paradise, + The world is growing old; + Who would not be at rest and free + Where love is never cold; + Where loyal hearts, and true, + Stand ever in the light, + All rapture through and through, + In God’s most holy sight? + + 3. O Paradise, O Paradise, + I greatly long to see + The special place my dearest Lord + In love prepares for me; + Where loyal hearts, and true, + Stand ever in the light, + All rapture through and through, + In God’s most holy sight. + + 4. Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, + Oh, keep me in Thy love + And guide me to that happy land + Of perfect rest above, + Where loyal hearts, and true, + Stand ever in the light, + All rapture through and through, + In God’s most holy sight. + + F. W. Faber, 1862. + + +562 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + The Homeland! O the Homeland! + The land of souls free born! + No gloomy night is known there, + But aye the fadeless morn. + I’m sighing for that country, + My heart is aching here; + There is no pain in the Homeland, + To which I’m drawing near. + + 2. My Lord is in the Homeland, + With angels bright and fair; + No sinful thing nor evil, + Can ever enter there. + The music of the ransomed + Is ringing in my ears; + And when I think of the Homeland, + My eyes are wet with tears. + + 3. For loved ones in the Homeland + Are waiting me to come + Where neither death nor sorrow + Invades their holy home. + O dear, dear native country! + O rest and peace above! + Christ bring us all to the Homeland + Of His eternal love. + + H. R. Haweis, 1855. + + +563 + + 6, 4, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 + + I’m but a stranger here, + Heav’n is my home; + Earth is a desert drear, + Heav’n is my home; + Danger and sorrow stand + Round me on every hand; + Heav’n is my fatherland, + Heav’n is my home. + + 2. What though the tempest rage, + Heav’n is my home; + Short is my pilgrimage, + Heav’n is my home; + And time’s wild wintry blast + Soon shall be overpast; + I shall reach home at last,— + Heav’n is my home. + + 3. There at my Savior’s side— + Heav’n is my home— + I shall be glorified,— + Heav’n is my home. + There are the good and blest, + Those I love most and best; + And there I, too, shall rest,— + Heav’n is my home. + + 4. Therefore I murmur not— + Heav’n is my home— + Whate’er my earthly lot,— + Heav’n is my home; + And I shall surely stand + There at my Lord’s right hand,— + Heav’n is my fatherland, + Heav’n is my home. + + T. R. Taylor, 1836, a. + + +564 + + 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 + + There is an hour of peaceful rest, + To mourning wanderers given; + There is a joy for souls distrest, + A balm for every wounded breast: + ’Tis found above—in heaven. + + 2. There is a soft, a downy bed, + ’Tis fair as breath of even; + A couch for weary mortals spread + Where they may rest the aching head + And find repose—in heaven. + + 3. There is a home for weary souls, + By sin and sorrow driven,— + When tossed on life’s tempestuous shoals, + Where storms arise and ocean rolls, + And all is drear—but heaven. + + 4. There faith lifts up her cheerful eye, + To brighter prospects given; + And views the tempest passing by, + The evening shadows quickly fly, + And all serene—in heaven. + + 5. There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, + And joys supreme are given; + There rays divine disperse the gloom; + Beyond the confines of the tomb + Appears the dawn of heaven. + + W. B. Tappan, 1818. + + +565 + + 9, 8, 6 l + + A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name, + A rest from all toil and sorrow; + Earth tenderly takes my weary frame + To sleep till the blissful morrow; + In heaven my soul with God abides, + Forgotten are cares and trials. + + 2. An even I know, serene and blest, + And oft is my spirit longing, + When, weary and worn, it finds no rest + While woes on the way are thronging; + Oft longing to see the journey’s end, + And rest in a blissful slumber. + + 3. A morning I know, so bright and fair, + When tidings of joy shall wake us, + When anthems from high shall fill the air + And God to His glory take us; + When Jesus shall bid us rise from sleep— + How joyous that hour of awaking! + + 4. Oh, dear is that morning fair to me! + And oft, o’er the mountains beaming, + In spirit its heavenly light I see, + As golden the peaks are gleaming. + For joy I must sing as birds at dawn + Their carols in lofty lindens. + + 5. The Savior then comes unto our graves; + His mighty command is given. + Then break from the deep the ocean waves, + Each tomb and restraint is riven. + All earth hears the cry, Ye dead, come forth! + In glory we go to meet Him. + + M. B. Landstad, † 1880. + + +566 + + 8s 10 l + + Yes, there remaineth still a rest! + Arise, sad heart, that darkly pines, + By heavy care and pain opprest, + On whom no sun of gladness shines; + Look to the Lamb! In yon bright fields + Thou’lt know the joy His presence yields. + Cast off thy load and thither haste; + Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more, + Soon, soon thy weary course be o’er, + And deep the rest thou then shalt taste. + + 2. The rest appointed thee of God, + The rest that naught shall break or move, + That ere this earth by man was trod, + Was set apart for thee by Love. + Our Savior gave His life to win + This rest for thee; O enter in! + Hear how His voice sounds far and wide, + “Ye weary souls, no more delay, + Loiter not faithless by the way; + Here in My peace and rest abide!” + + 3. Ye heavy-laden, come to Him! + Ye who are bent with many a load, + Come from your prisons drear and dim, + Toil thus not sadly on your road! + Ye’ve borne the burden of the day, + And hear ye not the Savior say: + “I am your Refuge and your Rest”? + His children ye, of heavenly birth, + Howe’er may rage sin, hell, or earth, + Here ye are safe, here calmly blest. + + 4. O what contentment fills the breast + Of wanderers through the desert plains + If they have found a place to rest, + To quench their thirst and cure their pains! + How welcome is a humble bed, + Where they may rest their weary head, + To persons that are sick and sore! + Such hours of sweet repose soon fly. + But there remains a rest on high + Where we shall rest forevermore. + + 5. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring, + Whose seed was sown on earth in tears; + There in our Father’s house we sing + The song too sweet for mortal ears. + Sorrow and sighing all are past, + And pain and death are fled at last. + There with the lamb of God we dwell, + He leads us to the crystal river, + He wipes away all tears forever; + What there is ours no tongue can tell. + + 6. Nor thirst nor hunger pains us there, + The time of recompense is come, + Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear, + We’re sheltered in our Savior’s home. + The Lamb is in the midst; and those + Who followed Him through shame and woes + Are crowned with honor, joy, and peace. + The dry bones gather life again, + One Sabbath over all shall reign, + Wherein all toil and labor cease. + + 7. There is untroubled calm and light, + No gnawing care shall mar our rest; + Ye weary, heed this word aright; + Come, lean upon your Savior’s breast! + Fain would I linger here no more, + Fain to yon happier world upsoar, + And join that bright, expectant band. + O raise, my soul, the joyful song + That rings through yon triumphant throng; + Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand. + + J. S. Kunth, 1733; C. Winkworth, tr., a. + + +567 + + S. M. + + “Forever with the Lord!” + Amen! so let it be; + Life from the dead is in that word, + ’Tis immortality. + + 2. Here in the body pent, + Absent from Him I roam, + Yet nightly pitch my moving tent + A day’s march nearer home. + + 3. My Father’s house on high, + Home of my soul! how near + At times to faith’s foreseeing eye + The golden gates appear! + + 4. Ah! then my spirit faints + To reach the land I love, + The bright inheritance of saints, + Jerusalem above! + + 5. “Forever with the Lord!” + Father, if ’tis Thy will, + The promise of that faithful word + E’en here to me fulfil. + + 6. Be Thou at my right hand, + Then I can never fail; + Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand; + Fight, and I must prevail. + + 7. So when my latest breath + Shall rend the veil in twain, + By death I shall escape from death + And life eternal gain. + + 8. Knowing as I am known, + How shall I love that word + And oft repeat before the throne, + “Forever with the Lord!” + + James Montgomery, 1835. + + + + +CHANTS. + + +568 + +Gloria in Excelsis. + + _Congregation_:— + +Glory be to | God on high, | and on earth | peace, good | will toward | +men! || + + _Choir or Congregation_:— + +We | praise Thee, we | bless Thee, we | wor-ship | Thee, we | glo-ri-fy +| Thee, we | give thanks to | Thee for Thy great | glo-ry. O | Lord God, +| heavenly King, | God the Fa-ther Al- | might-y! O | Lord the only-be- +| got-ten Son, | Jesus Christ, | O Lord God, Thou | Lamb of God, Son | +of the Fa-ther, | that tak-est a- | way the sin of the | world, have | +mer-cy up- | on us! || Thou, that | tak-est a-way the | sin of the world, +re-| ceive our | prayer! Thou that | sit-test at the | right hand of +| God the | Father, have | mer-cy up- | on us! For | Thou on-ly art | +ho-ly, Thou | on-ly art the | Lord, Thou | on-ly, O | Christ, with the | +Ho-ly | Ghost, | art most | high in the | glo-ry of | God the | Fa-ther. +| A- | men. + + +569 + +Levavi Oculos. + +1. I will lift up mine _eyes_ un- | to the | hills || From _whence_ | +com-eth | my — | help. + +2. My help _com_eth | from the | Lord || Who hath | made — | heaven and | +earth. + +3. He will not _suf_fer thy | foot to be | moved. || _He_ that | keepeth +thee | will not | slumber. + +4. Behold, _He_ that | keep-eth | Israel || _Shall_ | nei-ther | slumber +nor | sleep. + +5. The _Lord_ Him- | self is thy | Keeper: || The _Lord_ is thy De- | +fense up-on | thy right | hand, + +6. So that the sun shall not _burn_ | thee by | day || _Nor_ the | moon — +| by — | night. + +7. The Lord shall pre_serve_ thee | from all | evil || _He_ | shall pre- +| serve thy | soul. + +8. The Lord shall preserve thy going _out_ and thy | coming | in || From +_this_ time | forth for- | ev-er- | more. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — _A-_ — | _men_. + + +570 + +Benedictus. + +1. Blessed be the Lord _God_ of | Is-ra- | el, || for He hath _visit_ed | +and re- | deem-ed His | people: + +2. And hath raised up a _mighty_ sal- | va-tion | for us || in the +_house_ | of His | servant | David; + +3. As He spake by the _mouth_ of His | ho-ly | prophets || which have +_been_ | since the | world be- | gan; + +4. That we should be _saved_ | from our | enemies || and from the _hand_ +of | all that | hate — | us; + +5. To perform the mercy _promis_ed to | our fore- | fathers, || and to +re_mem_ber His | ho-ly | Cov-e- | nant: + +6. To perform the oath which He sware to our fore-_fa_ther | A-bra- | ham +|| that | He would | give —| us; + +7. That we, being delivered out of the _hand_ of our | en-e- | mies, || +might _serve_ | Him with- | out — | fear, + +8. In holiness and _right_eous- | ness be- | fore Him || _all_ the | days +of | our — | life. + +9. And thou, child, shalt be called the _prophet_ | of the | Highest, || +for thou shalt go before the face of the _Lord_ | to pre- | pare His | +ways; + +10. To give knowledge of sal_va_tion | unto His | people || _for_ the re- +| mis-sion | of their | sins, + +11. Through the tender _mer_cy | of our | God || whereby the Day-spring +_from_ on | high hath | visit-ed | us; + +12. To give light to them that sit in darkness and _in_ the | shadow of | +death || and to guide our _feet_ | into the | way of | peace. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ever | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +571 + +Te Deum Laudamus. + +1. We _praise_ | Thee, O | God, || we ac_knowl_edge | Thee to | be the | +Lord. + +2. All the _earth_ doth | wor-ship | Thee, || _the_ | Fa-ther | ev-er- | +lasting. + +3. To Thee all _an_gels | cry a- | loud, || the _Heavens_ and | all the | +powers there- | in. + +4. To Thee cheru_bim_ and | Ser-a- | phim || _con-_ | tin-ual- | ly do | +cry, + +5. _Ho_ly | ho-ly | holy, || _Lord_ | God of | Sab-a- | oth; + +6. Heaven and earth are _full_ of the | maj-es- | ty || _of_ | Thy — | +glo- — | ry. + +7. The glorious _com_pany | of the a- | postles || _praise_ | — — | — — | +Thee. + +8. The goodly _fel_lowship | of the | prophets || _praise_ | — — | — — | +Thee. + +9. The _no_ble | army of | martyrs || _praise_ | — — | — — | Thee. + +10. The holy _Church_ throughout | all the | world || _doth_ | — ac- | +knowl-edge | Thee; + +11. _The_ | Fa- — ther || _of_ an | in-finite | maj-es | ty; + +12. _Thine_ a- | dor-able, | true, || _and_ | on- — | — ly | Son; + +13. Al_so_ the | Holy | Ghost, || _the_ | Com- — | fort- — | er. + +14. _Thou_ art the King of | Glory, || O | — — | — — | Christ! + +15. Thou art the _ev_er- | last-ing | Son || _of_ | — the | Fa- — | ther. + +16. When Thou tookest upon _Thee_ to de- | liv-er | man, || Thou didst +humble Thy_self_ to be | born — | of a | virgin. + +17. When Thou hadst over_come_ the | sharpness of | death, || Thou didst +open the _king_dom of | heaven to | all be- | lievers. + +18. Thou sittest at the _right_ | hand of | God || _in_ the | glo-ry | of +the | Father. + +19. We be_lieve_ that | Thou shalt | come || _to_ | be — | our — | Judge. + +20. We therefore _pray_ Thee, | Help Thy | servants, || whom Thou hast +_redeem_ed | with Thy | precious | blood! + +21. Make them to be _num_bered | with Thy | saints || _in_ | glo-ry | +ev-er- | lasting. + +22. O _Lord_, | save Thy | people || _and_ | bless Thine | her-it- | age! + +23. _Gov-_ | — ern | them || _and_ | lift them | up for- | ever! + +24. _Day_ | by — | day || _we_ | mag-ni | fy — | Thee; + +25. _And_ we | worship Thy | name || _ev_er, | world with- | out — | end. + +26. _Vouch-_ | safe, O | Lord, || to keep _us_ this | day with- | out — | +sin. + +27. O _Lord_, have | mercy up- | on us, || _have_ | mercy up- | on — us! + +28. O Lord, let Thy _mer_cy | be up- | on us, || _as_ our | trust — | is +in | Thee. + +29. O Lord, in _Thee_ | have I | trusted; || _let_ me | nev-er | be con- +| founded! + + +572 + +Magnificat. + +1. My soul doth _mag_ni- | fy the | Lord, || and my spirit _hath_ re- | +joiced in | God, my | Savior. + +2. _For_ He | hath re- | garded || the _low_li- | ness | of | His hand- | +maiden. + +3. _For_, be- | hold, from | henceforth || all _gen_er- | a-tions shall | +call me | blessed. + +4. For He that is _mighty_ hath | magni-fied | me, || _and_ | ho-ly | is +His | name. + +5. And His mer_cy_ is on | them that | fear Him || _through-_ | out all | +gen-er- | ations. + +6. He hath showed _strength_ | with His | arm; || He hath scattered the +proud in the im_ag_i- | na-tion | of their | hearts. + +7. He hath put down the _mighty_ | from their | seats || and _hath_ ex- | +alted the | humble and | meek. + +8. He hath filled the _hun_gry | with good | things, || and the _rich_ He +hath | sent — | empty a- | way. + +9. He, remembering His mercy, hath holpen His _ser_vant | Is-ra- | el, +|| as He promised to our fore-fathers, Abra_ham_ | and his | seed for- | +ever. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +573 + +Dominus Regit Me. + +1. The _Lord_ | is my | Shepherd, || I | shall | not | want. + +2. He maketh me to lie _down_ in | green | pastures; || He leadeth _me_ +be- | side the | still — | waters. + +3. _He_ re- | storeth my | soul; || He leadeth me in the paths of +righteous_ness_ | for His | name’s | sake. + +4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of _death_, I will +| fear no | evil; || for Thou art with me; Thy _rod_ and Thy | staff, +they | comfort | me. + +5. Thou preparest a table before me in the _pres_ence | of mine | +enemies; || Thou anointest my head with _oil_; my | cup | run-neth | over. + +6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the _days_ | of my | +life, || and I will dwell in the _house_ | of the | Lord for- | ever. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +574 + +De Profundis. + +1. Out of the deep have I called unto _Thee_, O | Lord! || _Lord_, hear +my | voice! + +2. O let Thine ears con_sid_er | well || the voice of _my_ com- | plaint. + +3. If Thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is _done_ a- | miss, || O +Lord, who _may_ a- | bide it? + +4. For there is mer_cy_ with | Thee; || therefore shalt _Thou_ be | +feared. + +5. I look for the Lord; my soul doth _wait_ for | Him; || in His _Word_ +is my | trust. + +6. My soul _fleeth_ unto the | Lord || before the morning watch, I say, +before the _morn_ing | watch. + +7. O Israel, trust in the Lord; for with the _Lord_ there is | mercy, || +and with Him is plent_eous_ re- | demption. + +8. And He shall re_deem_ Isra- | el || from _all_ his sins. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +575 + +Venite, Exultemus. + +1. O come, let us sing | unto the | Lord; || let us make a joyful noise +to the | Rock of | our sal- | vation! + +2. Let us come before His presence | with thanks- | giving, || and make a +joyful | noise unto | Him with | psalms. + +3. For the Lord is a | great | God || and a great | King a- | bove all | +gods. + +4. In His hand are the deep places | of the | earth; || the strength of +the | hills is | His | also. + +5. The sea is His, and | He | made it; || and His hands | form-ed | the | +dry | land. + +6. O come, let us worship | and bow | down; || let us kneel be- | fore +the | Lord, our | Maker! + +7. For He | is our | God, || and we are the people of His pasture | and +the | sheep of His | hand. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +576 + +The Lord’s Prayer. + +1. Our Fa_ther_ which | art in | heaven! || _Hal_lowed | be — | Thy — | +name. + +2. _Thy_ | kingdom | come. || Thy will be done in _earth_ | as it | is in +| heaven. + +3. Give us this _day_ our | daily | bread. || And forgive us our _debts_ +as | we for- | give our | debtors. + +4. And lead us _not_ | into temp- | tation, || but de- | liv-er | us from +| evil. + +5. For Thine is the king_dom_ and the | power and the | glory || _for-_ | +ever. | _A-_ — | _men_. + + +577 + +The Beatitudes. + +1. Bless_ed_ are the | poor in | spirit, || _for_ | theirs is the | +kingdom of | heaven. + +2. Bless_ed_ are | they that | mourn, || _for_ | they — | shall be | +comforted. + +3. Bless_ed_ | are the | meek, || _for_ | they shall in- | herit the | +earth. + +4. Blessed are they which do hunger and _thirst_ after | right-eous- | +ness, || _for_ | they — | shall be | filled. + +5. Bless_ed_ are the | mer-ci- | ful, || _for_ | they shall ob- | tain | +mercy. + +6. Bless_ed_ are the | pure in | heart, || _for_ | they shall | see | God. + +7. Bless_ed_ are the | peace- | makers, || for they shall be _call_ed the +| children | of | God. + +8. Blessed are they which are persecut_ed_ for | righteous-ness’ | sake, +|| _for_ | theirs is the | kingdom of | heaven. + +9. Blessed are ye when men shall revile _you_, and | perse-cute | you, || +and shall say all manner of evil _against_ you | false-ly | for My | sake. + +10. Rejoice and be exceeding glad, for great is _your_ re- | ward in | +heaven; || for so persecuted _they_ the | prophets which | were be- | +fore you. + +Glory be to the _Fa_ther | and to the | Son || _and_ | to the | Ho-ly | +Ghost, + +As it was in the beginning, is _now_, and | ev-er | shall be, || _world_ +without | end! — | _A-_ — | _men_. + + + + +DOXOLOGIES. + + +578 + + L. M. + + Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; + Praise Him, all creatures here below; + Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: + Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! + + +579 + + L. M. 6 l + + To God the Father, God the Son, + And God the Spirit, Three in One, + Be glory in the highest given + By all on earth and all in heaven, + As was through ages heretofore, + Is now, and shall be evermore. + + +580 + + C. M. + + To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, + The God whom we adore, + Be glory as it was, is now, + And shall be evermore. + + +581 + + 6, 5, 6, 5 + + Father, Son, and Spirit, + Endless One in Three, + Now, henceforth, forever, + Glory be to Thee! + + +582 + + 7, 6, 7, 6 + + To Father, Son, and Spirit, + Eternal One and Three, + As was and is forever, + All praise and glory be. + + +583 + + TROCHAIC, 7, 6, 7, 6 + + Glory be to God Most High, + Glory to the Savior, + Glory to the Holy Ghost, + Now, henceforth, forever. + + +584 + + 7, 6, 8 l + + O mighty God and holy, + Fount of unchanging grace, + Whose mercy ever shineth— + The brightness of Thy face; + To Thee all praise and glory, + Thou God of love and might: + The Father, Son, and Spirit— + Thou uncreated Light! + + +585 + + 7s + + Thee, eternal God Most High, + Thee we laud and magnify; + Glorious o’er the heavenly host— + Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. + + +586 + + TROCHAIC, 7s + + Holy Father, holy Son, + Holy Spirit, Three in One! + Glory, as of old, to Thee + Now and evermore shall be. + + +587 + + S. M. + + To God the Father, Son, + And Spirit, One in Three, + Be glory as it was, is now, + And shall forever be. + + +588 + + 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) + + O Blessed, Holy One! + All worship, praise, and love + To Thee—the Father, Son, + And Spirit—God above! + Let earth and heaven with one accord + Sing Thine eternal glory, Lord! + + +589 + + S. M. + + Eternal, holy Lord! + Thy name we glorify— + The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost— + Jehovah, God Most High! + + +590 + + 8, 7, 8, 7 + + Praise the Father, earth and heaven, + Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, + As it was, and is, be given + Glory through eternal days. + + +591 + + 8, 7, 6 l + + Praise and honor to the Father, + Praise and honor to the Son, + Praise and honor to the Spirit, + Ever Three and ever One, + One in might and one in glory + While eternal ages run. + + +592 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 + + Glory be to God the Father, + Glory be to God the Son, + Glory be to God the Spirit, + Great Jehovah, Three in One: + Glory, glory, + While eternal ages run. + + +593 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 + + Great Jehovah, we adore Thee, + God the Father, God the Son, + God the Spirit, joined in glory + On the same eternal throne; + Endless praises + To Jehovah, Three in One. + + +594 + + 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7 + + Glory be to God the Father, + Glory be to God the Son, + Glory be to God the Spirit, + Everlasting Three in One: + Thee let heaven and earth adore, + Now, henceforth, and evermore. + + + + +VERSICLES FOR FESTIVAL SEASONS AND GENERAL OCCASIONS. + + +List I. + + 1. The eyes of all wait upon Thee. + And Thou givest them their meat in due season. + + 2. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah! + Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah! + + 3. Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, + That He would send forth laborers into His harvest. + + 4. Ask, and ye shall receive, + That your Joy may be full. + + 5. O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good. Hallelujah! + For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah! + + 6. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, + And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High. + + 7. Lord, Thou hast heard the desire of the humble. + Thou wilt preserve their heart; Thou wilt cause Thine ear to hear. + + 8. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah! + The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah! + + 9. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament. + Hallelujah! + And they that turn many to righteousness, as the stars forever + and ever. Hallelujah! + + 10. By Me kings reign and princes decree justice. + By Me princes rule and nobles, even all the judges of the earth. + + 11. He shall give His angels charge over thee + To keep thee in all thy ways. + + 12. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield; the Lord will give grace and + glory. Hallelujah! + No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. + Hallelujah! + + 13. Sanctify us through Thy truth. Hallelujah! + Thy Word is truth. Hallelujah! + + 14. Lord, teach me to do Thy will. Hallelujah! + Let Thy good Spirit lead me in the right way. Hallelujah! + + 15. Show me Thy ways, O Lord. Hallelujah! + Teach me Thy paths. Hallelujah! + + 16. Save Thy people and bless Thine inheritance; + Feed them also and lift them up forever. + + 17. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name. + Deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake. + + 18. I have trusted in Thy mercy. + My heart shall rejoice in Thy salvation. + + 19. Suffer the little children to come unto Me and forbid them not; + For of such is the kingdom of heaven. + + 20. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His + holy name. Hallelujah! + Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. + Hallelujah! + + 21. Call upon Me in the day of trouble. + I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me. + + 22. Make me to understand the way of Thy precepts. + Strengthen Thou me according to Thy Word. + + +List II. + + +GENERAL. + + 23. =_Minister_=: The Lord be with you. + =_Congregation_=: And with thy spirit. + + +ADVENT. + + 24. Blessed be the Lord God of Israel. Hallelujah! + For He hath visited and redeemed His people. Hallelujah! + + 25. Hosanna to the Son of David! Hallelujah! + Hosanna in the highest! Hallelujah! + + 26. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting + doors! Hallelujah! + And the King of Glory shall come in. Hallelujah! + + 27. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined. + Hallelujah! + Our God shall come. Hallelujah! + + 28. Prepare ye the way of the Lord. Hallelujah! + Make His paths straight. Hallelujah! + + +CHRISTMAS. + + 29. Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy. Hallelujah! + Which shall be to all people. Hallelujah! + + 30. Blessed be He that cometh in the name of the Lord. Hallelujah! + God is the Lord, which hath showed us light. Hallelujah! + + 31. The Word was made flesh. Hallelujah! + And dwelt among us. Hallelujah! + + 32. Unto us a Child is born. Hallelujah! + Unto us a Son is given. Hallelujah! + + 33. Unto you is born this day a Savior. Hallelujah! + Which is Christ the Lord. Hallelujah! + + +NEW YEAR. + + 34. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His + holy name. Hallelujah! + Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits. + Hallelujah! + + 35. Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace. Hallelujah! + For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation. Hallelujah! + + 36. Show me Thy ways, O Lord. + Teach me Thy paths. + + 37. Thou shalt call His name Jesus. Hallelujah. + For He shall save His people from their sins. Hallelujah! + + +EPIPHANY. + + 38. All they from Sheba shall come. Hallelujah! + They shall bring gold and incense. Hallelujah! + + 39. Arise, shine, for thy light is come. Hallelujah! + And the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee. Hallelujah! + + 40. O praise the Lord, all ye nations. Hallelujah! + Praise Him, all ye people. Hallelujah! + + 41. There shall come a Star out of Jacob. Hallelujah! + And a Scepter shall rise out of Israel. Hallelujah! + + +THE PASSION SEASON. + + 42. Christ became obedient unto death; + Even the death of the cross. + + 43. God spared not His own Son; + But delivered Him up for us all. + + 44. He was wounded for our transgressions; + He was bruised for our iniquities. + + 45. Surely He hath borne our griefs + And carried our sorrows. + + 46. The chastisement of our peace was upon Him, + And with His stripes we are healed. + + +HOLY THURSDAY. + + 47. As often as ye eat this bread and drink this cup, + Ye do show the Lord’s death till He come. + + 48. He hath made His wonderful works to be remembered. + The Lord is gracious and full of compassion. + + +EASTER. + + 49. Christ was delivered for our offenses. Hallelujah! + And was raised again for our justification. Hallelujah! + + 50. Death is swallowed up in victory. Hallelujah! + Thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory! Hallelujah! + + 51. I know that my Redeemer liveth. Hallelujah! + And that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth. + Hallelujah! + + 52. Jesus Christ hath abolished death. Hallelujah! + And hath brought life and immortality to light. Hallelujah! + + 53. O death, where is thy sting? Hallelujah! + O grave, where is thy victory? Hallelujah! + + 54. The Lord is risen. Hallelujah! + The Lord is risen indeed. Hallelujah! + + 55. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah! + We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah! + + +ASCENSION DAY. + + 56. Christ hath ascended on high. Hallelujah! + He hath led captivity captive. Hallelujah! + + 57. God is gone up with a shout. Hallelujah! + The Lord with the sound of a trumpet. Hallelujah! + + +WHITSUNTIDE. + + 58. Create in me a clean heart, O God. + And renew a right spirit within me. + + 59. God is the Lord which hath showed us light. Hallelujah! + Thou art my God, and I will praise Thee. Hallelujah! + + 60. The Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost. Hallelujah! + He shall teach you all things. Hallelujah! + + +THE FESTIVAL OF TRINITY. + + 61. Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts. Hallelujah! + The whole earth is full of His glory. Hallelujah! + + 62. We praise God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Hallelujah! + We praise Him now and evermore. Hallelujah! + + +ST. MICHAEL’S AND ALL ANGELS’. + + 63. Bless ye the Lord, all ye His hosts. Hallelujah! + Ye ministers of His that do His pleasure. Hallelujah! + + 64. He shall give His angels charge over thee. Hallelujah! + To keep thee in all thy ways. Hallelujah! + + +THE FESTIVAL OF HARVEST OR THANKSGIVING. + + 65. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord. Hallelujah! + And to sing praises unto Thy name, O Most High. Hallelujah! + + 66. O give thanks unto the Lord: for He is good. Hallelujah! + For His mercy endureth forever. Hallelujah! + + 67. Praise Him for His mighty acts. Hallelujah! + Praise Him according to His excellent greatness. Hallelujah! + + 68. The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord. Hallelujah! + And Thou givest them their meat in due season. Hallelujah! + + +THE FESTIVAL OF REFORMATION. + + 69. Do good in Thy good pleasure unto Zion. Hallelujah! + Build Thou the walls of Jerusalem. Hallelujah! + + 70. Stand fast therefore in the liberty + Wherewith Christ hath made you free. + + 71. The Lord, our God, be with us + As He was with our fathers. + + 72. Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet. Hallelujah! + And a light unto my path. Hallelujah! + + +A DAY OF HUMILIATION AND PRAYER. + + 73. Enter not into judgment with Thy servant, O Lord; + For in Thy sight shall no man living be justified. + + 74. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy loving-kindness. + According unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies blot out my + transgressions. + + 75. Lord, deal not with us after our sins, + Nor reward us according to our iniquities. + + 76. We have sinned with our fathers. + We have committed iniquity, we have done wickedly. + + +FAITH AND JUSTIFICATION. + + 77. Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven. Hallelujah! + Whose sin is covered. Hallelujah! + + 78. O Lord, I have trusted in Thy mercy. Hallelujah! + My ear shall rejoice in Thy salvation. Hallelujah! + + 79. The Lord hath clothed me with the garments of salvation. + Hallelujah! + He hath covered me with the robe of righteousness. Hallelujah! + + 80. The Lord is merciful and gracious. Hallelujah! + Slow to anger and plenteous in mercy. Hallelujah! + + 81. We have trusted in Thy mercy. + Our heart shall rejoice In Thy salvation. + + 82. With the heart man believeth unto righteousness. + And with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. + + +SANCTIFICATION. + + 83. Sanctify us, O Lord, through Thy truth. + Thy Word is truth. + + 84. Show me Thy ways, O Lord. + Teach me Thy paths. + + 85. Teach me, O Lord, to do Thy will. + Thy good Spirit lead me into the land of uprightness. + + 86. Teach me Thy way, O Lord; I will walk in Thy truth. + Unite my heart to fear Thy name. + + +CHURCH AND MISSIONS. + + 87. How amiable are Thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts! Hallelujah! + My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord. + Hallelujah! + + 88. Lord, I have loved the habitation of Thy house. Hallelujah! + And the place where Thine honor dwelleth. Hallelujah! + + 89. Lord, preserve unto us Thy Word. + Thy Word is unto us the joy and rejoicing of our hearts. + + 90. Pray ye the Lord of the harvest + That He would send forth laborers into His harvest. + + 91. Save Thy people, O Lord, and bless Thine inheritance. + Feed them also and lift them up forever. + + 92. The Gentiles shall come to thy light. Hallelujah! + And kings to the brightness of thy rising. Hallelujah! + + 93. Their voice is gone out through all the earth. Hallelujah! + And their words to the end of the world. Hallelujah! + + 94. The Lord God is a Sun and Shield, the Lord will give grace and + glory. Hallelujah! + No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. + Hallelujah! + + 95. The Lord will give strength unto His people. Hallelujah! + The Lord will bless His people with peace. Hallelujah! + + +FOR OTHER OCCASIONS. + + 96. Ask, and ye shall receive, + That your joy may be full. + + 97. Be thou faithful unto death, + And I will give thee the crown of life. + + 98. Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord. + They rest from their labors, and their works do follow them. + + 99. Call upon Me in the day of trouble. + I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify Me. + + 100. Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Thy name. + And deliver us and purge away our sins for Thy name’s sake. + + 101. I will greatly rejoice in the Lord. Hallelujah! + My soul shall be joyful in my God. Hallelujah! + + 102. My soul doth magnify the Lord. Hallelujah! + And my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Savior. Hallelujah! + + 103. Serve the Lord with gladness. Hallelujah! + Come before His presence with singing. Hallelujah! + + 104. Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid them not. + For of such is the kingdom of God. + + 105. The Lord is my Shepherd. Hallelujah! + I shall not want. Hallelujah! + + 106. The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon Him. Hallelujah! + To all that call upon Him in truth. Hallelujah! + + 107. The Lord shall judge the world with righteousness. Hallelujah! + And the people with His truth. Hallelujah! + + 108. The Word of the Lord is right. Hallelujah! + And all His works are done in truth. Hallelujah! + + 109. They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament. + And they that turn many to righteousness as the stars forever + and ever. + + 110. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Hallelujah! + We will rejoice and be glad in it. Hallelujah! + + 111. Turn Thou us, and we shall be turned. + For Thou art the Lord, our God. + + 112. We have here no continuing city. + But we seek one to come. + + + + +Morning Prayer. + + +In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. + +I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, +that Thou hast kept me this night from all harm and danger; and I pray +Thee that Thou wouldst keep me this day also from sin and every evil, +that all my doings and life may please Thee. For into Thy hands I commend +myself, my body and soul, and all things. Let Thy holy angel be with me +that the wicked Foe may have no power over me. Amen. + + * * * * * + +O Thou crucified Lord Jesus Christ, who, as the truly patient Lamb of +God, didst suffer for me the most shameful death on the cross and with +Thy precious blood didst redeem me from all sins, from death, and from +the power of the devil: I pray Thee, give me the assurance of this +redemption through Thy Word, govern my heart with Thy Holy Spirit, +preserve me with Thy divine love, and hide me this day, both soul and +body, in Thy holy wounds. Wash me clean from all my sins, teach me to +live a life of good works, and finally lead me from this world of sorrows +to Thine eternal joy and glory, Thou most faithful Savior, Jesus Christ, +mine only Comfort, Hope, and Life. Amen. + + + + +Evening Prayer. + + +In the name of God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. + +I thank Thee, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, Thy dear Son, +that Thou hast graciously kept me this day; and I pray Thee that Thou +wouldst forgive me all my sins where I have done wrong, and graciously +keep me this night. For into Thy hands I commend myself, my body and +soul, and all things. Let Thy holy angel be with me that the wicked Foe +may have no power over me. Amen. + + * * * * * + +O Lord Jesus Christ, Thou patient Lamb of God, Thou holy Sacrificial +Offering for all my sins, and not for mine only, but for the sins of the +whole world: I most heartily thank Thee that Thou hast graciously kept +both my body and soul under Thy protecting care this day; and I pray Thee +that Thou wouldst graciously pardon and forgive all my sins which I have +committed this day, both through the weakness of my old evil nature and +the temptations of the Evil Spirit, all of which sorely oppress my heart +and conscience. Cover me this night with the wings of Thy grace and grant +that my body may sleep in safety while my soul watches for Thy glorious +coming to Judgment, ready to enter Thy blessed Kingdom of Glory. Grant +this, O Lord, for the sake of Thy suffering and death. Amen. + + + + +Before Meals. + + +The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord, and Thou givest them their meat +in due season; Thou openest Thine hand and satisfiest the desire of every +living thing. + +Lord God, heavenly Father, bless us and these Thy gifts which we receive +from Thy bountiful goodness; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen. + + + + +After Meals. + + +O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good; for His mercy endureth +forever. He giveth food to all flesh: He giveth to the beast his food +and to the young ravens which cry. He delighteth not in the strength of +the horse. He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man. The Lord taketh +pleasure in them that fear Him, in those that hope in His mercy. + +We thank Thee, Lord God, heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, our Lord, +for all Thy benefits, who livest and reignest forever and ever. Amen. + + + + +A Short Form for Holy Baptism in Cases of Necessity. + + +In urgent cases, in the absence of the pastor, any Christian may +administer Holy Baptism. + +Take water, call the child by its name, pour or sprinkle the water on the +child, saying:— + +=I baptize thee in the name of God the Father and of the Son and of the +Holy Ghost. Amen.= + +If there is time, the baptism may be preceded by the following _prayer_:— + +Eternal, merciful God! We pray Thee, extend Thy goodness and mercy unto +this child who now asks; open the door to it who knocks, that it may +enjoy the everlasting blessing of Thy heavenly washing and may come to +the eternal kingdom which Thou hast prepared through Christ, our Lord. +Amen. + +Our Father who art in heaven. Hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. +Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily +bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass +against us. And lead us not into temptation. But deliver us from evil. +For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever. +Amen. + + + + +CONTENTS. + + + PAGE + + Morning Service, or the Communion 3 + Evening Service 18 + Early Service, or Matins 22 + + THE HYMNS. + + HYMN + + Beginning of Worship 1 + Close of Worship 9 + Morning 19 + Evening 30 + Invitation 46 + Praise 59 + The Redeemer 81 + God’s Word 110 + The Lord’s Day 123 + Advent 130 + Christmas 145 + End of Year 163 + New Year 166 + Circumcision 175 + Epiphany 179 + Presentation 185 + Passion:— + General 191 + Good Friday 203 + Burial of Jesus 215 + Easter 218 + Ascension 231 + Session 237 + Intercession 240 + Pentecost 246 + Trinity 261 + Festival of the Reformation 273 + St. Michael and All Angels 285 + All Saints 288 + Harvest and Thanksgiving 291 + National 299 + Faith and Justification 306 + Sanctification:— + Obedience 331 + Consecration 345 + Giving 357 + Trust 363 + Warfare 376 + Resignation 383 + Catechism 390 + Law 391 + Creed 393 + Prayer 395 + Baptism 400 + Confirmation 408 + Confession 413 + Absolution 424 + The Lord’s Supper 427 + Marriage, Family, Children 442 + Church:— + Laying of Corner-Stone 450 + Dedication of Church 454 + The Communion of Saints 460 + Glory of the Church 464 + Missions 470 + The Ministry 485 + Cross and Comfort 494 + Death and Burial 527 + Judgment 548 + Heaven 556 + Chants 568 + Doxologies 578 + + PAGE + + Versicles 533 + Morning Prayer 542 + Evening Prayer 543 + Prayer before Meals 544 + Prayer after Meals 544 + Short Form for Baptism 545 + First Lines of Hymns 548 + First Lines of Chants 559 + First Lines of Doxologies 559 + Authors and Translators 560 + + + + +INDEX OF FIRST LINES. + + + Abide, O dearest Jesus, 9 + + Abide with me; fast falls the eventide, 40 + + Across the sky the shades of night, 164 + + Again is come the new church-year, 140 + + A great and mighty wonder, 149 + + Ah! Lord, our God, let them not be confounded, 280 + + A hymn of glory let us sing, 235 + + A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, 191 + + Alas, and did my Savior bleed, 214 + + Alas, my God, my sins are great, 421 + + All depends on our possessing, 363 + + All glory be to God on high, 261 + + All hall the power of Jesus’ name, 93 + + All my heart this night rejoices, 145 + + All praise to Jesus’ hallowed name, 147 + + All that I was, my sin, my guilt, 308 + + Almighty Father, heaven and earth, 360 + + Almighty God, Thy Word is cast, 13 + + Almighty Lord, before Thy throne, 303 + + Am I a soldier of the Cross, 378 + + A mighty Fortress is our God, 273 + + An awful mystery is here, 437 + + And let this feeble body fail, 521 + + And must this body die, 534 + + And will the Judge descend, 554 + + And wilt Thou pardon, Lord, 422 + + Angels from the realms of glory, 187 + + Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 399 + + Arise, my soul, arise, 240 + + Arise, sons of the kingdom, 142 + + Arm these, Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, 410 + + Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep, 540 + + A slumber I know, in Jesus’ name, 565 + + As with gladness men of old, 183 + + At Thy command, our dearest Lord, 440 + + Awake, my heart, with gladness, 218 + + Awake, my soul, and with the sun, 29 + + Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, 92 + + Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire, 481 + + + Baptised into Thy name most holy, 400 + + Before Jehovah’s awful throne, 78 + + Before Thy throne I now appear, 35 + + Behold a Stranger at the door, 51 + + Behold the Savior of mankind, 211 + + Behold the sure Foundation-stone, 452 + + Beloved, it is well, 518 + + Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken, 198 + + Blessed are the sons of God, 315 + + Blessed Jesus, at Thy word, 3 + + Blessed Jesus, here we stand, 402 + + Blest be the tie that binds, 462 + + Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, 388 + + Blest is the man, forever blest, 309 + + Bow down Thine ear, 493 + + Brief life is here our portion, 557 + + Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 181 + + By grace I’m saved, grace free and boundless, 311 + + + Chief of sinners though I be, 99 + + Christ, by heavenly hosts adored, 296 + + Christ, everlasting Source of light, 34 + + Christians, come, in sweetest measures, 121 + + Christ is our Corner-stone, 453 + + Christ, the Life of all the living, 196 + + Christ, the Lord, is risen again, 225 + + Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 221 + + Christ, Thou art the sure Foundation, 454 + + Christ, Thou the Champion of the band who own, 279 + + Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 100 + + Come, follow Me, the Savior spake, 334 + + Come, God Creator, Holy Ghost, 249 + + Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing, 159 + + Come, Holy Ghost, God and Lord, 257 + + Come, Holy Spirit, come, 258 + + Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 255 + + Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne, 455 + + Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 102 + + Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 56 + + Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit, 246 + + Come, Thou Almighty King, 262 + + Come, Thou precious Ransom, come, 135 + + Come to Calvary’s holy mountain, 212 + + Come unto Me, ye weary, 49 + + Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish, 512 + + Come, ye thankful people, come, 295 + + Come, ye weary sinners, come, 58 + + Comfort, comfort ye My people, 130 + + Commit whatever grieves thee, 525 + + Crown Him with many crowns, 104 + + + Day of wrath, that day of mourning, 555 + + Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, 310 + + Dear Refuge of my weary soul, 502 + + Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness, 432 + + Delay not, delay not, O sinner, 57 + + Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord, 427 + + Drawn to the cross, 321 + + Draw us to Thee, 234 + + + Enslaved by sin and bound in chains, 202 + + Eternal Son of God, O Thou, 456 + + Every morning mercies new, 28 + + + Farewell I say with gladness, 532 + + Father, in whom we live, 270 + + Father, let me dedicate, 166 + + Father of Glory, to Thy name, 267 + + Father of heaven, who hast created all, 405 + + Father of heaven, whose love profound, 269 + + Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 219 + + Father of mercies, in Thy Word, 117 + + Father, who the light this day, 123 + + Fear not, O little flock, the Foe, 276 + + Fight the good fight, 376 + + For all Thy saints, O Lord, 289 + + Forever with the Lord, 567 + + For me to live is Jesus, 529 + + For Thy mercy and Thy grace, 168 + + From all that dwell below the skies, 79 + + From God shall naught divide me, 509 + + From Greenland’s icy mountains, 474 + + From heaven above to earth I come, 150 + + + Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled, 537 + + Give to our God immortal praise, 70 + + Glorious things of thee are spoken, 464 + + Glory be to God the Father, 268 + + Glory be to Jesus, 208 + + Glory to Thee, my God, this night, 36 + + Go to dark Gethsemane, 199 + + God bless our native land, 305 + + God, from all eternity, 343 + + God is love, His mercy brightens, 510 + + God liveth still, 513 + + God moves in a mysterious way, 524 + + God of mercy, God of grace, 71 + + God of my life, Thy boundless grace, 265 + + God of my life, to Thee I call, 522 + + God of my life, whose gracious power, 332 + + God of the prophets, bless the prophets’ sons, 486 + + God the Father, be our Stay, 271 + + God, who madest earth and heaven, 23 + + God, who madest earth and heaven, Darkness, 44 + + Grace, ’tis a charming sound, 328 + + Gracious Savior, gentle Shepherd, 447 + + Gracious Spirit, Dove Divine, 253 + + Great God, we sing that mighty Hand, 167 + + Great God, what do I see and hear, 553 + + Great is the Lord, our God, 458 + + Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah, 340 + + + Had God not come, may Israel say, 282 + + Hail the day that sees Him rise, 243 + + Hail, Thou once despised Jesus, 242 + + Hail, Thou Source of every blessing, 182 + + Hail to the Lord’s Anointed, 132 + + Happy the man who feareth God, 446 + + Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding, 133 + + Hark, a voice divides the sky, 536 + + Hark, a voice saith, all are mortal, 530 + + Hark, ten thousand harps and voices, 238 + + Hark, the Church proclaims her honor, 467 + + Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes, 139 + + Hark! the herald-angels sing, 154 + + Hark! the sound of holy voices, 290 + + Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, 476 + + Hark! what mean those holy voices, 160 + + Hasten, O sinner, to be wise, 55 + + Help, Helper, help in fear and need, 523 + + Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter, 171 + + Here in Thy name, eternal God, 450 + + Holy Father, Thou hast taught me, 336 + + Holy Ghost, with light divine, 259 + + Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, 263 + + Holy Spirit, hear us, 256 + + How beauteous are their feet, 490 + + How can I thank Thee, Lord, 344 + + How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 375 + + How lovely now the morning star, 24 + + How precious is the Book Divine, 111 + + How shall the young secure their hearts, 112 + + How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 96 + + + I am content! my Jesus liveth still, 226 + + I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, 370 + + I do not come because my soul, 316 + + I fall asleep in Jesus’ wounds, 545 + + If God Himself be for me, 526 + + If God were not upon our side, 284 + + If thou but suffer God to guide thee, 498 + + I heard the voice of Jesus say, 46 + + I know that my Redeemer lives and ever prays, 245 + + I know that my Redeemer lives, what, 229 + + I lay my sins on Jesus, 322 + + I leave all things to God’s direction, 499 + + I leave Thee not! Thou art my Jesus ever, 87 + + I’ll praise my Maker whilst I’ve breath, 73 + + I love Thy Zion, Lord, 468 + + I’m but a stranger here, 563 + + Immanuel, we sing Thy praise, 161 + + In death’s strong grasp the Savior lay, 224 + + In God, my faithful God, 508 + + In His temple now behold Him, 186 + + In loud, exalted strains, 457 + + In peace and joy I now depart, 185 + + In the Cross of Christ I glory, 95 + + In Thee, Lord, have I put my trust, 495 + + In the hour of trial, 409 + + In the name which earth and heaven, 451 + + In vain would boasting reason find, 122 + + Invited, Lord, by boundless grace, 438 + + In weariness and pain, 504 + + It is not death to die, 533 + + I was a wandering sheep, 105 + + I will sing my Maker’s praises, 65 + + I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, 535 + + + Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, 67 + + Jerusalem, my happy home, 558 + + Jerusalem, the golden, 556 + + Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, 559 + + Jesus, and shall it ever be, 91 + + Jesus, Brightness of the Father, 287 + + Jesus came, the heav’ns adoring, 131 + + Jesus Christ, my sure Defense, 220 + + Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, 441 + + Jesus, grant that balm and healing, 194 + + Jesus, I live to Thee, 541 + + Jesus, I my cross have taken, 335 + + Jesus, I will ponder now, 192 + + Jesus, Jesus, Jesus only, 86 + + Jesus lives; no longer now, 222 + + Jesus, Lover of my soul, 107 + + Jesus, my great High Priest, 244 + + Jesus, my Truth, my Way, 373 + + Jesus, name of wondrous love, 178 + + Jesus, priceless Treasure, 82 + + Jesus, Refuge of the weary, 210 + + Jesus, Savior, come to me, 106 + + Jesus shall reign where’er the sun, 483 + + Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep, 356 + + Jesus sinners doth receive, 414 + + Jesus, still lead on, 331 + + Jesus, the very thought of Thee, 98 + + Jesus, Thou art mine forever, 97 + + Jesus, Thou my heart’s Delight, 89 + + Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness, 326 + + Jesus, Thy boundless love to me, 84 + + Jesus, Thy Church with longing eyes, 144 + + Joy to the world, the Lord is come, 158 + + Just as I am, without one plea, 318 + + + Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, 81 + + Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace, 119 + + Let every ear attend, 53 + + Let me be Thine forever, 408 + + Let not such a thought e’er pain thee, 506 + + Let songs of praises fill the sky, 254 + + Let the earth now praise the Lord, 146 + + Let thoughtless thousands choose the road, 550 + + Let us all with gladsome voice, 153 + + Let us ever walk with Jesus, 333 + + Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates, 138 + + Light of the Gentile nations, 190 + + Lo, God to heaven ascendeth, 233 + + Look from Thy sphere of endless day, 479 + + Lord, as Thou wilt, deal Thou with me, 383 + + Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing, 17 + + Lord God, we all to Thee give praise, 286 + + Lord God, who art my Father dear, 517 + + Lord, grant that we e’er pure retain, 390 + + Lord, hear the voice of my complaint, 365 + + Lord, in Thy kingdom there shall be, 461 + + Lord, it belongs not to my care, 496 + + Lord Jesus Christ, in Thee alone, 413 + + Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light, 195 + + Lord Jesus Christ, strong Hero Thou, 230 + + Lord Jesus Christ, to us attend, 1 + + Lord Jesus Christ, true Man and God, 527 + + Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide, 110 + + Lord Jesus, Thou art truly good, 436 + + Lord Jesus, who our souls to save, 217 + + Lord, keep us in Thy Word and work, 274 + + Lord, lead the way the Savior went, 359 + + Lord of Glory, Thou hast bought us, 358 + + Lord of my life, O may Thy praise, 27 + + Lord of my life, whose tender care, 18 + + Lord of the Church, we humbly pray, 485 + + Lord of the harvest, hear, 491 + + Lord of the worlds above, 469 + + Lord, open Thou my heart to hear, 2 + + Lord, pour Thy Spirit from on high, 488 + + Lord, ’tis not that I did choose Thee, 69 + + Lord, to Thee I make confession, 416 + + Lord, we come before Thee now, 7 + + Lord, we confess our numerous faults, 307 + + Lord, when at Thy command, 487 + + Lord, when we bend before Thy throne, 6 + + Lord, while for all mankind we pray, 302 + + Lord, who at Cana’s wedding-feast, 443 + + Lo, upon the altar lies, 433 + + + May God be praised henceforth and blest forever, 431 + + May God bestow on us His grace, 480 + + May we Thy precepts, Lord, fulfil, 339 + + My dear Jesus I’ll not leave, 88 + + My faith looks up to Thee, 351 + + My Father! cheering name!, 519 + + My God, accept my heart this day, 412 + + My God, and is Thy table spread, 429 + + My God, my Father, while I stray, 386 + + My hope is built on nothing less, 306 + + My inmost heart now raises, 22 + + My Jesus, as Thou wilt, 387 + + My soul, be on thy guard, 379 + + My soul, now bless thy Maker, 59 + + My soul, repeat His praise, 77 + + My Spirit on Thy care, 369 + + + Nearer, my God, to Thee, 520 + + Nearer, my God, to Thee, through Word, 324 + + No change of time shall ever shock, 281 + + Not all the blood of beasts, 319 + + Not what these hands have done, 320 + + Now, Christ, the very Son of God, 403 + + Now do we pray God the Holy Ghost, 260 + + Now God be with us, for the night is closing, 38 + + Now hush your cries and shed no tear, 539 + + Now I have found the sure foundation, 312 + + Now lay we calmly in the grave, 538 + + Now let us come before Him, 174 + + Now may He who from the dead, 15 + + Now our worship sweet is o’er, 10 + + Now praise we Christ, the Holy One, 148 + + Now rest beneath night’s shadows, 33 + + Now thank we all our God, 64 + + Now the day is over, 45 + + Now the shades of night are gone, 26 + + + O bleeding Head, and wounded, 201 + + O bless the Lord, my soul, 76 + + O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate, 300 + + O blest the house, 445 + + O Christ, our true and only Light, 475 + + O darkest woe, 215 + + O dearest Jesus, Thee I pray, 188 + + O enter, Lord, Thy temple, 252 + + O’er the distant mountains breaking, 548 + + O faithful God, we worship Thee, 425 + + O for a faith that will not shrink, 354 + + O for a thousand tongues to sing, 108 + + O Friend of souls, how blest am I, 109 + + Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, 500 + + O God, forsake me not, 347 + + O God, from heaven look down and see, 278 + + O God, my days are dark indeed, 503 + + O God of Jacob, by whose hand, 364 + + O God of mercy, God of might, 362 + + O God, our Help in ages past, 172 + + O God, Thou faithful God, 346 + + O God, Thou righteous, faithful Lord, 424 + + O holy, blessed Trinity, 20 + + O Holy Ghost, eternal God, 251 + + O Holy Spirit, enter in, 247 + + O how blest are ye whose toils are ended, 547 + + O how great is Thy compassion, 317 + + O Jesus, bruised and wounded more, 428 + + O Jesus, King most wonderful, 90 + + O Jesus, King of Glory, 179 + + O Jesus, Lamb of God, who art, 417 + + O Lamb of God, most holy, 203 + + O living Bread from heaven, 435 + + O Lord, how shall I meet Thee, 136 + + O Lord, I love Thee from my heart, 366 + + O Lord, I sing with mouth and heart, 292 + + O Lord, my best desire fulfil, 389 + + O Lord, my God, I cry to Thee, 543 + + O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, 357 + + O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills, 450 + + O Lord, our Father, thanks to Thee, 170 + + O Lord, whose bounteous hand again, 291 + + O Love, who formedst me to wear, 348 + + O Morning Star, how fair, 103 + + O mystery of Love Divine, 330 + + Once He came in blessing, 143 + + One sweetly solemn thought, 531 + + One thing needful! then, Lord Jesus, 83 + + On this day, the first of days, 126 + + On what has now been sown, 11 + + O Paradise, O Paradise, 561 + + Open now Thy gates of beauty, 5 + + O perfect Love, 444 + + O rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, 152 + + O sacred day, 177 + + O Spirit of the living God, 473 + + O that I had a thousand voices, 62 + + O that the Lord would guide my ways, 342 + + O Thou from whom all goodness flows, 497 + + O Thou that hear’st when sinners cry, 419 + + O Thou who wouldst not have, 338 + + Our country’s voice is pleading, 472 + + Our Father, Thou in heaven above, 396 + + Our God so loved the world that He, 327 + + Our heavenly Father, hear, 397 + + Our Lord is risen from the dead, 232 + + Out of the deep I call, 423 + + Out of the depths I cry to Thee, 415 + + O Word of God incarnate, 113 + + + Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, 157 + + Praise, O praise our God and King, 297 + + Praise to God, immortal praise, 298 + + Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation, 63 + + Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire, 398 + + + Rejoice, ye sons of men, alway, 151 + + Renew me, O eternal Light, 350 + + Return, O wanderer, return, 54 + + Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise, 478 + + Rise, my soul, to watch and pray, 381 + + Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 325 + + + Safely through another week, 125 + + Saints of God, the dawn is brightening, 470 + + Salvation unto us has come, 314 + + Savior, again to Thy dear name we raise, 16 + + Savior, all my sins confessing, 14 + + Savior, breathe an evening blessing, 37 + + Savior, I follow on, 337 + + Savior of the heathen, come, 141 + + Savior, sprinkle many nations, 477 + + Savior, Thy dying love, 353 + + Savior, when in dust to Thee, 213 + + Savior, who Thy flock art feeding, 449 + + Seems it in my anguish lone, 516 + + See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph, 231 + + See, world, thy Life assailed, 205 + + Send, O God, a gentle shower, 248 + + Send Thou, O Lord, to every place, 484 + + Seven times our blessed Savior spoke, 207 + + Shepherd of tender youth, 448 + + Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home, 236 + + Since now the day has reached its close, 30 + + Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, 31 + + Sinners, turn; why will ye die, 48 + + Soldiers of Christ, arise, 380 + + Soldiers of the Cross, arise, 482 + + Songs of immortal praise belong, 61 + + Songs of praise the angels sang, 68 + + Songs of thankfulness and praise, 184 + + So rest, my Rest, 216 + + Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, 345 + + Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, 250 + + Stand, soldier of the Cross, 407 + + Stand up!—stand up for Jesus!, 377 + + Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, 285 + + Stricken, smitten, and afflicted, 209 + + Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, 42 + + Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go, 12 + + Swell the anthem, raise the song, 299 + + + Take my life and let it be, 355 + + Ten thousand times ten thousand, 288 + + Th’ abyss of many a former sin, 420 + + Thank God, my Jesus cleanseth me, 189 + + That day of wrath, that dreadful day, 551 + + That man a godly life might live, 391 + + Th’ atoning work is done, 241 + + The advent of our God, 137 + + The ancient Law departs, 176 + + The Bridegroom soon will call us, 134 + + The Church’s one foundation, 466 + + The day is past and gone, 41 + + The day is surely drawing near, 552 + + The death of Jesus Christ, our Lord, 434 + + The Gospel shows the Father’s grace, 116 + + The happy sunshine now is gone, 32 + + The Head that once was crowned with thorns, 237 + + The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, 114 + + The Homeland! O the Homeland, 562 + + The Law of God is good and wise, 115 + + The Lord hath helped me hitherto, 80 + + The Lord, my God, be praised, 272 + + The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 85 + + The Lord my Shepherd is, 374 + + The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want, 367 + + The man is ever blest, 341 + + The morning light is breaking, 471 + + The mouth of fools doth God confess, 277 + + The mystery hidden from the eyes, 264 + + The new-born Child this early morn, 169 + + The old year now hath passed away, 173 + + The saints on earth and those above, 463 + + The Savior calls, let every ear, 47 + + The Savior kindly calls, 406 + + The Spirit in our hearts, 52 + + The Star proclaims the King is here, 180 + + The voice that breathed o’er Eden, 442 + + The year begins with Thee, 175 + + Thee we adore, eternal Lord, 66 + + Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower, 349 + + There is a fountain filled with blood, 200 + + There is a land of pure delight, 560 + + There is an hour of peaceful rest, 564 + + There is within this heart of mine, 460 + + Thine forever! God of Love, 411 + + Thine honor rescue, Christ, our Lord, 275 + + This child we dedicate to Thee, 404 + + This day at Thy creating word, 127 + + This is the day the Lord hath made, 129 + + Thou art the Way, to Thee alone, 94 + + Thou who art Three in unity, 266 + + Thou, who roll’st the year around, 165 + + Thou, who the night in prayer didst spend, 492 + + Through all the changing scenes of life, 75 + + Through Jesus’ bloody merit, 323 + + Through the day Thy love hath spared us, 43 + + Thus far the Lord has led me on, 39 + + Thy life was giv’n for me, 352 + + Thy presence, gracious God, afford, 4 + + Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me, 206 + + Thy table I approach, 430 + + Thy way, not mine, O Lord, 384 + + Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, 514 + + Thy works, not mine, O Christ, 329 + + To-day Thy mercy calls us, 50 + + To God be glory, peace on earth, 74 + + To God the Father of all love, 60 + + To Jordan came our Lord, the Christ, 401 + + To our Redeemer’s glorious name, 101 + + To shepherds, as they watched by night, 162 + + To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give, 193 + + To Thee, O dear, dear Savior, 371 + + To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise, 294 + + To Thee, our God, we fly, 304 + + To Thy temple I repair, 8 + + To us a Child of hope is born, 155 + + ’Twas on that dark, that doleful night, 439 + + + Wake, awake, for night is flying, 549 + + We all believe in one true God, Father, 393 + + We all believe in one true God, Maker, 394 + + We bid thee welcome in the name, 489 + + We Christians may rejoice to-day, 156 + + We give Thee but Thine own, 361 + + We have a sure prophetic Word, 120 + + We lift our hearts to Thee, 25 + + We sing th’ almighty power of God, 293 + + We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, 239 + + Welcome, delightful morn, 124 + + Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife, 228 + + What a Friend we have in Jesus, 395 + + Whate’er God will, let that be done, 494 + + Whatever God ordains is good, 507 + + What is the world to me, 385 + + What our Father does is well, 301 + + When all Thy mercies, O my God, 72 + + When I can read my title clear, 368 + + When in the hour of utmost need, 515 + + When Israel through the desert passed, 118 + + When I survey the wondrous cross, 204 + + When my last hour is close at hand, 528 + + When o’er my sins I sorrow, 197 + + When Rome had shrouded earth in night, 283 + + When streaming from the eastern skies, 19 + + When the day of toil is done, 546 + + Where’er I go, whate’er my task, 372 + + Where wilt thou go, since night draws near, 227 + + While with ceaseless course the sun, 163 + + While yet the morn is breaking, 21 + + Who is this that comes from Edom, 223 + + Who knows how near my end may be, 544 + + Who puts his trust, 511 + + Who shall the Lord’s elect condemn, 313 + + Why do we mourn departing friends, 542 + + Why should sorrow ever grieve me, 501 + + Wilt thou, O man, live happily, 392 + + With broken heart and contrite sigh, 418 + + With joy we hall the sacred day, 128 + + + Yea, as I live, Jehovah saith, 426 + + Ye servants of the Lord, 382 + + Yes, there remaineth yet a rest, 566 + + + Zion mourns in fear and anguish, 505 + + Zion stands with hills surrounded, 465 + + + + +Index of Selections for Chanting. + + + Glory be to God on High. (Gloria In Excelsis.), 568 + + I will Lift Up Mine Eyes. (Levavi Oculos.), 569 + + Blessed be the Lord God. (Benedictus.), 570 + + We Praise Thee, O God. (Te Deum Laudamus.),571 + + My Soul doth Magnify the Lord. (Magnificat.),572 + + The Lord Is My Shepherd. (Dominus Regit Me.),573 + + Out of the Deep. (De Profundis.), 574 + + O Come, Let Us Sing. (Venite, Exultemus.), 575 + + Our Father, which Art in Heaven. (Lord’s Prayer.), 576 + + Blessed Are the Poor. (The Beatitudes.), 577 + + + + +Index of Doxologies. + + + Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow, 578 + + To God the Father, God the Son, 579 + + To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 580 + + Father, Son, and Spirit, 581 + + To Father, Son, and Spirit, 582 + + Glory be to God Most High, 583 + + O Mighty God and Holy, 584 + + Thee, Eternal God Most High, 585 + + Holy Father, Holy Son, 586 + + To God the Father, Son, 587 + + O Blessed, Holy One, 588 + + Eternal, Holy Lord, 589 + + Praise the Father, Earth and Heaven, 590 + + Praise and Honor to the Father, 591 + + Glory be to God the Father, 592 + + Great Jehovah, We Adore Thee, 593 + + Glory be to God the Father, 594 + + + + +INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS. + + +(The numbers after the names indicate the hymns.) + + Adam of St. Victor, 121. + + Adams, S. F., 520. + + Addison, Joseph, 72, 85. + + Albert, H., 23. + + Albinus, J. G., 530. + + Alderson, E. S., 358. + + Alexander, J. W., 87 (tr.). + + Alexander, Mrs. C. F., 428. + + Alford, H., 288, 295. + + Allen, O., 50. + + Altenburg, J. M., 276. + + Ambrosius, 34, 141. + + Anatolius, 149. + + Anderson, Maria F., 472. + + Anna, Countess of Stolberg, 529. + + Anonymous, 18, 74, 215 (1), 220, 250, 291, 300, 363, 408 (2, 3), 424, + 453, 456, 494, 499, 529, 539, 553, 558. + + Anselm of Canterbury, 198. + + Anstice, J., 461. + + Aquinas, Thomas, 433. + + Auber, H., 128. + + Austin, John, 388. + + + Bacon, L. W., 185 (tr.), 249 (tr.). + + Baker, H. W., 126 (tr.), 297, 301 (tr.), 423. + + Bakewell, John, 242. + + Barbauld, Mrs. A. L., 298. + + Baring-Gould, Sabine, 45. + + Barton, B., 119. + + Bathhurst, Wm. Hiley, 144, 354. + + Baxter, Richard, 496. + + Beddome, B., 118. + + Behm, Martin, 20, 179, 195. + + Bernard of Clairvaux, 90, 98, 201. + + Bernard of Cluny, 556, 557. + + Besnault, Abbé, 176, 177. + + Bethune, G. W., 533 (tr.). + + Bickersteth, E. H., 407. + + Birken, Sigmund von (Betullus), 192, 333. + + Bloomfield, Dorothy F., 444. + + Bodo von Hodenberg, 35. + + Boeschenstein. J., 207. + + Bogatzky, C. H., 481. + + Bohemian Brethren, 38, 225 (M. Weiss). + + Bonar, Horatius, 46, 105, 268, 308, 320, 322, 329, 384. + + Borthwick, Jane, 331 (tr.), 387 (tr.). + + Bowring, Sir John, 95, 510. + + Brady, Nicholas (cf. Nahum Tate), 75, 281. + + Bridges, Matthew, 104, 412. + + Brooks, C. T., 305. + + Bryant, W. C., 479. + + + Campbell, R., 121 (tr.). + + Carlyle, J. D., 6. + + Cary, Phoebe, 531. + + Caswall, Edw., 90, 98, 133, 159, 208, 287, 433 (all translations). + + Cawood, J., 13, 160. + + Celano, Thomas de, 551, 555. + + Chandler, J., 137, 177 (tr.), 453 (tr.). + + Charles, E. R., 235. + + Clausnitzer, Tobias, 3, 393. + + Clement of Alexandria, 448. + + Collyer, Wm. B., 54, 553 (2, 3). + + Condor, Josiah, 69. + + Cook, Henry, 356. + + Cooper, E., 269. + + Cotterill, Thomas, 66 (additional stanzas), 254, 497 (with T. Haweis). + + Cowper, Wm., 200, 389, 522, 524. + + Cox, Francis Elizabeth, 24, 83, 222, 233, 513 (all translations). + + Coxe, A. C., 477, 1. + + Crasselius, B., 67. + + Cronenwett, E., 120, 169 (tr.), 436 (tr.), 438, 520 (tr.). + + Crosswell, W., 359. + + Crull, A., 9, 80, 86, 135, 151, 157, 170, 188, 189, 192, 193, 226, + 227, 230, 234, 248, 251, 272, 317, 323, 327, 343, 344, 347, + 350, 385, 417, 424, 460, 499, 517 (all translations). + + + Dach, S., 323, 547. + + Dayman, E. A., 360. + + Decius, N., 203, 261. + + Derschau, B., 460. + + Dessler, W. C., 87, 109. + + Dexter, H. M., 448 (tr.). + + Dix, W. C., 49, 183, 294. + + Doane, Geo. W., 94, 518. + + Doddridge, Philip, 139, 167, 328, 364, 382, 429, 554. + + Downton, H., 168. + + Duffield, G., 377. + + Dwight, J., 468. + + Dwight, J. S., 305. + + + Eber, Paul, 286 (tr.), 515, 527, 545. + + Edmeston, J., 37. + + Ellerton, J., 16, 451, 546. + + Elliott, Charlotte, 265, 318, 386. + + Elliott, Julia, A., 123. + + Elven, C., 418. + + Emilie Juliane, Countess, 80, 544. + + + Faber, F. W., 12, 561. + + Fawcett, John, 4, 17, 111, 462. + + Fischer, Chr., 193. + + Fleming, Paul, 372. + + Flittner, J., 89. + + Francis, B., 91, 457. + + Franck, J., 82, 190, 416, 432. + + Franck, Sal., 216, 347. + + Freund, Cornelius, 151. + + Freystein, J. B., 381. + + Frothingham, N. L., 494. + + Fueger, C., 156. + + Funcke, F., 234. + + + Ganse, H. D., 520. + + Gates, Mrs. M. E., 484. + + Gellert, Christian, 222. + + Gerhardt, Paul, 33, 65, 84, 136, 145, 161, 174, 191, 201, 205, 218, + 252, 264, 292, 501, 506, 525, 526. + + Gesenius, J., 35, 197, 344. + + Gill, Thomas H., 330. + + Gilman, S., 404 (tr.). + + Grant, R., 213. + + Graumann, J., 59. + + Grigg, J., 51, 91. + + + Hamilton, James, 164. + + Hammond, W., 7. + + Harbaugh, H., 296, 541. + + Hart, J., 81, 258. + + Haskins, J., 550. + + Hastings, T., 3, 57, 512. + + Havergal, F. R., 352, 355, 370. + + Haweis, H. R., 562. + + Haweis, T., 14, 497 (with T. Cotterill). + + Hayward, 124. + + Heath, George, 379. + + Heber, R., 44, 181, 263, 474. + + Heermann, Johann, 194, 198, 275, 280, 346, 475, 505. + + Held, H., 146, 246. + + Helder, B., 188, 230, 251, 417. + + Helmbold, L., 390, 509. + + Herberger, V., 532. + + Herman, N., 32, 157, 426, 528, 539. + + Hernamann, Claudia F., 266 (tr.). + + Herzog, J. F., 30. + + Hojer, Conrad, 503. + + Homburg, E. C., 195, 227. + + Horn, J., 143. + + How, W. W., 113, 127, 178, 304, 361, 482. + + Humphreys, J., 315. + + Huss, John, 441. + + + Irons, G. M., 321. + + Irons, W. J., 555 (tr.). + + + Jacobi, J. C., 23 (tr.). + + Jacobs, H. E., 324. + + Jonas, Justus, 274 (4, 5), 284. + + Joseph of the Studium, 285, 420, 422. + + + Keble, J., 42, 175, 442. + + Keen, 375. + + Kelly, J., 174, 205, 218, 501, 506, 525 (all translations). + + Kelly, T., 43, 209, 223, 237, 238, 241, 465. + + Ken, Thomas, 29, 36, 578. + + Keymann, C., 88, 152. + + Kinner, S., 436. + + Knapp, A., 405. + + Kraemer, M., 248. + + Kunth, J. S., 566. + + + Landstad, M. B., 565. + + Langhanns, Urban, 153. + + Leeson, J. E., 447. + + Leland, John, 41. + + Lochner, K. F., 345. + + Loewenstern, M. A. von, 279. + + Longfellow, H. W., 547 (tr.). + + Loy, M., 10 (tr.), 97, 115, 116, 206 (tr.), 275 (tr.), 283, 311 + (tr.), 390 (tr.), 426 (tr.), 430 (tr.), 437. + + Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg, 86. + + Luther, Martin, 141, 147, 148, 150, 162, 185, 224, 249, 257, 260, + 266, 271, 273, 274, 277, 278, 282, 310, 391, 392, 394, 396, + 401, 415, 431, 441, 446, 480, 538. + + Lyte, H. F., 40, 71, 335, 369. + + + Mackay, Mrs. M., 540. + + Magdeburg, J., 511. + + Malan, M. A. C., 533. + + Mant, R., 289. + + March, D., 476. + + Massie, R., 147, 148, 162, 266, 277, 282, 391, 392, 401, 431, 446, + 526 (all translations). + + Mathesius, J., 22, 517. + + Maude, M. F., 411. + + Maurus, Rhabanus, 287. + + Maxwell, M., 470. + + McComb, Wm., 99. + + Medley, Samuel, 92, 229. + + Meinhold, J. W., 537. + + Melissander, Caspar, 388. + + Mentzer, J., 62. + + Meusslin, W., 34. + + Meyfart, J. M., 559. + + Moeller, J. J., 226. + + Mohr, J., 256. + + Molanus, G. W., 430. + + Moller, M., 523. + + Monsell, J. S. B., 371, 376, 548. + + Montgomery, James, 8, 68, 132, 187, 199, 212, 397, 398, 409, 459, + 473, 488, 489, 567. + + Moore, T., 512. + + Morison, J., 155. + + Mote, E., 306. + + Muehlenberg, W. A., 449, 535. + + Muehlmann, J., 21, 511. + + Mylius, J., 188. + + + Neale, J. M., 149, 180, 285, 336, 420, 422, 427, 450, 454, 556, 557. + + Neander, J., 63. + + Neumann, C., 343. + + Neumark, G., 498. + + Neumeister, Erdmann, 414. + + Newton, J., 11, 15, 56, 96, 125, 163, 399, 464. + + Nicolai, P., 103, 549. + + + Occom, Samson, 26. + + Olearius, J., 2, 130, 140, 189, 272, 317, 327. + + Olearius, J. G., 135. + + Onderdonk, H. U., 52, 406. + + Osler, E., 339, 485. + + + Palmer, Ray, 165, 351, 455. + + Perronet, E., 93. + + Peter, P. A., 552 (tr.). + + Pfefferkorn, G. M., 385. + + Pfeil, C. H. von, 445. + + Phelps, S. D., 353. + + Phillimore, G., 28. + + Polack, W. G., 477 (2, 3). + + Pope, Alexander, 478. + + Powell, T. E., 493. + + Praetorius’s _Musae Sioniae_, 239. + + Preiswerk, S., 467. + + Pye, H. J., 186. + + + Rambach, J. J., 400. + + Reed, A., 259. + + Reusner, A., 495. + + Rimbach, J. A., 89 (tr.), 333 (tr.). + + Rinckart, M., 64. + + Ringwaldt, B., 552. + + Rist, J., 31, 142, 171, 215, 435. + + Robinson, C. S., 337. + + Rodigast, S., 507. + + Rothe, J. A., 312. + + Rous, F., 367. + + Ruopp, J. F., 350. + + Russell, A. T., 23 (tr.). + + Rutilius, M., 421. + + + Sacer, G. W., 233. + + St. John, F. B., 316. + + Savonarola, Jerome, 210. + + Schaeffer, C. W., 334 (tr.). + + Schalling, M., 366. + + Scheffler, J. (Angelus), 106, 206, 334, 348, 349. + + Scheidt, C. L., 311. + + Schenck, M. H., 10. + + Schirmer, M., 247. + + Schmolck, B., 5, 228, 301, 387, 402. + + Schneegass, C., 169, 170. + + Schneesing, John, 413. + + Schroeder, J. H., 83. + + Schuette, C. H. L., 20 (tr.), 403 (tr.). + + Schuetz, J. 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