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O Jesu, crucified for man

Author: W. W. How Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #5a (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Daily Prayer Morning Lyrics: 1 O Jesu, crucified for man, O Lamb, all glorious on Thy throne, Teach Thou our wond'ring souls to scan The myst'ry of Thy love unknown. 2 We pray Thee, grant us strength to take Our daily cross, whate'er it be, And gladly for Thine own dear sake In paths of pain to follow Thee. 3 As on our daily way we go, Thro' light or shade, in calm or strife, Oh! may we bear Thy marks below In conquered sin and chastened life. 4 And week by week this day we ask That holy mercies of Thy cross May sanctify each common task, And turn to gain each daily loss. 5 Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear Till at Thy feet we lay it down, Win thro' Thy blood our pardon there, And thro' the cross attain the crown. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: INTERCESSION

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #99 (1786) Topics: Daily Devotion; Worship daily; Daily Devotion; Worship daily First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #99 (1790) Topics: Daily Devotion; Worship daily; Daily Devotion; Worship daily First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 O were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:1-8 Languages: English

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #106 (1786) Topics: Daily Devotion; Worship daily; Daily Devotion; Worship daily First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Support for the afflicted and tempted Soul

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #106 (1787) Topics: Daily Devotion; Worship daily; Daily Devotion; Worship daily First Line: O God, my refuge, hear my cries Lyrics: 1 O God, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears, For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is level'd at my life, My soul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pains my heart-strings wound, I groan with every breath; Horror and fear beset me round Amongst the shades of death. 4 Oh were I like a feather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 7 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all To 'scape the rage of hell! The mighty God, on whom I call, Can save me here as well. Pause. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid; Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 9 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all; My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, My lips shall spread his praise; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live out half their days. Scripture: Psalm 55:22 Languages: English

Watchfulness and Brotherly Love

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #251a (1786) Topics: Devotion daily; Worship daily; Devotion daily; Worship daily First Line: My God, accept my early vows Lyrics: 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way! Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I’ll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English

Watchfulness and Brotherly Love

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #251a (1790) Topics: Devotion daily; Worship daily; Devotion daily; Worship daily First Line: My God, accept my early vows Lyrics: 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way! Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I’ll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English

Watchfulness and Brotherly Love

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #267b (1786) Topics: Devotion daily; Worship daily; Devotion daily; Worship daily First Line: My God, accept my early vows Lyrics: 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way! Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I’ll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English

Watchfulness and Brotherly Love

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #267b (1787) Topics: Devotion daily; Worship daily; Devotion daily; Worship daily First Line: My God, accept my early vows Lyrics: 1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house, And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o’er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead. 3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way! Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I’ll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love. Scripture: Psalm 141:2-5 Languages: English

O Lord, who hast my place assigned

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnal #328 (1880) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Catechism Daily Duty Lyrics: 1 O Lord, who hast my place assigned, And made my duties plain, Grant for my work a ready mind, My wayward thoughts restrain. 2 Let me in Thy most holy name My daily task pursue: Thy glory be my only aim In all I think and do. 3 May I submissive to Thy will In all my calling be, And let me as Thy servant still Be faithful found to Thee. 4 Thy goodness all my life has crowned, And all my wants supplied; O let that goodness still aboud, And daily bread provide. 5 Be Thou my guide in all my ways; From every ill defend; And may my songs of daily praise In grateful joy ascend. 6 May I in faith still stronger grow, While here I toil in love; And when my work is done below, Give me sweet rest above. Languages: English