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Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #29 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals New Year First Line: Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter Lyrics: 1 Help us, O Lord, behold, we enter Upon another year to-day: In Thee our hopes and thoughts now center, Renew our courage for the way: New life, new strength, new happiness We ask of Thee, oh, 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, And 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, Faithful and blest from year to year. 5 Jesus, be with me and direct me; Jesus, my plans and hopes inspire; Jesus, from tempting thoughts protect me; Jesus, be all my heart's desire; Jesus, be in my thoughts all day, Nor suffer me to fall away. 6 And grant, Lord, when the year is over, That it for me in peace my 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 trone.

Oh! how shall I receive Thee?

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #16 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: Oh! how shall I receive Thee Lyrics: 1 Oh! how shall I receive Thee, How greet Thee, Lord, aright? All nations long to see Thee, My hope, my heart's Delight! Oh, kindle, Lord, most holy, Thy lamp within my breast, To do in spirit, lowly, All that will please Thee best. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing. And branches fresh and fair; My heart, its powers renewing, An anthem shall prepare. My souls puts off her sadness Thy glories to proclaim; With all her strength and gladness She fain would serve Thy Name. 3 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 nor leave me As earthly riches fly. 4 Love caused Thine incarnation, Love brought Thee down to me; Thy thirst for my salvation Procured my liberty. Oh, love beyond all telling, That led Thee to embrace, In love all love excelling, Our lost and fallen race! 5 Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted, Who sit in deepest gloom, Who mourn o'er joys departed, And tremble at your doom: He, who alone can cheer you, Is standing at the door; He brings His pity near you, And bids you weep no more.

When Christmas morn is dawning

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #24 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 When Christmas morn is dawning In faith I would repair Unto the lowly manger; My Saviour lieth there. 2 How kind, O loving Saviour, To come from heaven above! From sin and evil save us. And keep us in Thy love. 3 We need Thee, blessed Jesus, Our dearest friend Thou art; Forbid that we by sinning Should grieve Thy loving heart.

Lo! Jesus' Name rich comfort is

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #28 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals New Year First Line: Lo! Jesus' Name rich comfort is Lyrics: 1 Lo! Jesus' Name rich comfort is, Our haven safe, in all distress. Through Jesus grace we do receive, He best doth all our cares relieve. 2 God's only Son, O Jesus mild, Forgive us, sinful and beguiled! Thou seest and canst help our need, Thou, who art God and man indeed. 3 In Thee is all our righteousness, In Thee all peace and happiness. Who trusteth in Thy Holy Name, He shall be saved from sin and shame. 4 We praise Thee for Thy living Word, Baptismal grace, Thy table, Lord. Grant us Thy help in all our strife, And after death eternal life.

All praise to Thee, our Saviour good

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #37 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, our Saviour good, Who shedst for us Thy precious blood. From Satan's might and wicked wiles Thou hast us saved, O Jesus Christ. 2 We pray, true God and man, to Thee, Us from the bonds of sin set free, And comfort us, increase our faith, And save us from eternal death. 3 Keep us from sin, from grief and shame, And help us by Thy mighty Name To bear our cross without complaint, And strengthen us when weak and faint. 4 O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear, Thou ever wilt be with us here. Remain with us, in peace, in strife, And grant us everlasting life.

O Lamb of God, most holy

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #39 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 O Lamb of God, most holy, On Calvary an offering; Despised, meek and lowly, Thou in Thy death and suffering Our sins didst bear, our anguish: The might of death didst vanquish; Give us Thy peace, O Jesus!

Holy Spirit, hear us

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #54 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Pentecost Lyrics: 1 Holy Spirit, hear us On this sacred day. Come to us with blessing. Come with us to stay; Come, as once Thou camest On the faithful few, Patiently awaiting Jesus' promise true. 2 Up to heaven ascending Our dear Lord has gone; Yet His little children Leaves He not alone. To His blessed promise Now in faith we cling, Comforter most Holy! Spread o'er us Thy wing. 3 Lighten Thou our darkness, Be Thyself our Light, Strengthen Thou our weakness, Spirit of all might! In our doubts give counsel, In temptation aid, Say to us in danger, "Be not ye afraid!" 4 Spirit of adoption! Make us overflow With Thy sevenfold blessing And in grace to grow; "Into Christ baptized," Grant that we may be, Day and night, dear Spirit! Perfected by Thee.

O Thou, who by a star didst guide

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #31 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Epiphany Lyrics: 1 O Thou, who by a star didst guide The wise men on their way, Until it came and stood beside The place where Jesus lay; Although by stars Thou dost not lead Thy servants now below, Thy Holy Spirit, when they need, Will show them how to go. 2 As yet we know Thee but in part; But still we trust Thy Word, That blessed are the pure in heart, For they shall see the Lord. O Saviour, give us, then, Thy grace, To make us pure in heart; That we may see Thee face to face Hereafter, as Thou art.

O sacred Head, now wounded

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #34 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded, With thorns Thine only crown! O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now, was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, Which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, Was all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. 3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour, 'Tis I deserve Thy place! Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Receive me, my Redeemer; My Shepherd, make me Thine! Of every good the Fountain, Thou art the Spring of mine! 4 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end! Oh, make me Thine for ever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love to Thee. 5 Forbid that I should leave Thee; O Jesus, leave not me; In faith may I receive Thee, When death shall set me free. When strength and comfort languish, And I must hence depart, Release me then from anguish By Thine own wounded heart.

Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #41 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent First Line: Alas! and did my Savior bleed? Lyrics: 1 Alas and did my Saviour bleed? And did my Sovereign 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 wonder, God's own Son Is suffering there for me! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ the mighty Maker died For mankind's every sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While His dear cross appears; It brings to all a boundless grace, Robs death of all its fears. 5 Help me, O Lord, that I may see The debt of love I owe; Help me to keep myself to Thee, 'Tis all that I can do.