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The mourners came at break of day
Author: S. F. Adams Hymnal: Hymns for Christian Devotion #605 (1871) Topics: Mourners comforted Languages: English
The mourners came at break of day
Christ comforting mourners
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #487 (1891) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Comfort for mourners First Line: Gracious soul, to whom are given Languages: English
Christ comforting mourners
Blessing for mourners
Author: William C. Bryant Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #627 (1891) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Comfort for mourners First Line: Deem not that they are blest alone Scripture: Psalm 30:5 Languages: English
Blessing for mourners
Living Water, freely-flowing
Author: Unknown Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #166 (1917) Topics: Comfort, for mourners; Mourners Lyrics: 1 Living Water, freely-flowing,
Fount of gladness, life-bestowing,
Holy Spirit, O draw nigh,
While Thy name we magnify!
2 Full of grace from heaven Thou bendest,
And to lowest depths descendest;
Seeking, through a world of sin,
Souls whom Jesus died to win.
3 Where one contrite tear gives token
Of a heart by sorrow broken,
Breathing forth the breath of prayer,
O blest Spirit! Thou art there.
4 When the word of revelation
Glows with tidings of salvation,
Through the cross of Christ made known,
There Thy saving power is shown.
5 Where the mourner in his anguish
Lifts to God the eyes that languish;
When his spirit finds repose,
Comforter, from Thee it flows.
6 O Eternal Spirit! hear us;
Let Thy power and presence cheer us;
With Thy life our souls inspire;
With Thy love our bosoms fire.
7 By the Father sent from heaven,
By the Saviour's promise given,
Thee we claim, O Power Divine!
Come and make our hearts Thy shrine. Languages: English Tune Title: STUTTGART
Living Water, freely-flowing
From every stormy wind that blows
Author: Canon H. Stowell, 1799-1865 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #444 (1917) Topics: Comfort, for mourners; Mourners Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;
'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat.
2 There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,
A place than all beside more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
3 There is a place where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid,
When tempted, desolate, dismayed?
Or how the hosts of hell defeat,
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat?
5 There, there on eagle wings we soar,
And sin and sense molest no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
While glory crowns the mercy-seat. Languages: English Tune Title: RETREAT
From every stormy wind that blows
O King of mercy, from Thy throne on high
Author: Dr. T. R. Birks, 1810-1883 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #464 (1917) Topics: Comfort, for mourners Lyrics: 1 O king of mercy, from Thy throne on high
Look down in love, and hear our humble cry.
2 Thou tender Shepherd of the blood-bought sheep,
Thy feeble wandering flock in safety keep.
3 O gentle Saviour, by Thy death we live;
To contrite sinners life eternal give.
4 Thou art the Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed;
Be near to help our souls in time of need.
5 Thou art the mourner's Stay, the sinner's Friend,
Sweet Fount of joy and blessings without end.
6 O come and cheer us with Thy heavenly grace;
Reveal the brightness of Thy glorious face.
7 In cooling cloud by day, in fire by night,
Be near our steps, and make our darkness light.
8 Go where we go, abide where we abide,
In life, in death, our Comfort, Strength, and Guide.
9 O lead us daily with Thine eye of love
And bring us safely to our home above. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CYRIL
O King of mercy, from Thy throne on high
Not for the pious dead we weep
Author: Mrs. Barbauld Hymnal: Hymns for Christian Devotion #568 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Mourners thoughts of heaven; The Mourner's Thoughts of Heaven Languages: English
Not for the pious dead we weep
O weep not for the joys that fade,
Author: Knowles Hymnal: Hymns for Christian Devotion #602 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Mourners comforted; The Mourner Comforted Languages: English
O weep not for the joys that fade,
God is in this and every place
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HX (1791) Topics: For Mourners Convinced of Sin Lyrics: 1 God is in this and every place;
But O how dark and void
To me! 'tis one great wilderness,
This earth without my God.
2 Empty of him who all things fills,
Till he his light impart!
Till he his glorious self reveals,
The veil is on my heart!
3 O thou who seest and know'st my grief!
Thyself unseen, unknown,
Pity my helpless unbelief,
And take away the stone.
4 Regard me with a gracious eye,
The long sought blessing give;
And bid me, at the point to die,
Behold thy face and live.
5 A darker soul did never yet
Thy promis'd help implore:
O that I now my Lord might meet,
And never lose him more!
6 Now, Jesus, now the father's love
Shed in my heart abroad;
The middle wall of sin remove,
And let me into God! Languages: English
God is in this and every place
Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HXIII (1791) Topics: For Mourners Recovered Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep,
Pity my unsettl'd soul!
Guide, and nourish me, and keep,
Till thy love shall make me whole:
Give me, perfect soundness give,
Make me stedfastly believe.
2 I am never at one stay
Changing ev'ry hour I am:
But thou art, as yesterday,
Now and evermore the same;
Constancy to me impart,
Stablish with thy grace my heart.
3 Lay thy weighty cross on me,
All my unbelief control:
Till the rebel cease to be,
Keep him down within my soul;
That he never more may move,
Root and ground me fast in love.
4 Give me faith to hold me up,
Walking over life's rough sea;
Holy, purifying hope
Still my soul's sure anchor be;
That I may be always thine,
Perfect me in love divine. Languages: English
Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep
Thou hidden God for whom I groan
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HXI (1791) Topics: For Mourners brought to the Birth Lyrics: 1 Thou hidden God for whom I groan,
Till thou thyself declare;
God inaccessible unknown,
Regard a sinner's pray'r.
2 A sinner welt'ring in his blood,
Unpurg'd, and unforgiv'n;
Far distant from the living God,
As far as hell from heav'n.
3 An unregen'rate child of man,
To thee for faith I call:
Pity thy fallen creature's pain,
And raise me from my fall!
4 The Darkness, which through thee I feel
Thou only canst remove:
Thy own eternal pow'r reveal,
The Deity of Love!
5 Thou hast in unbelief shut up,
That grace may let me go;
In hope believing against hope,
I wait the truth to know.
6 Thou wilt in me reveal thy name,
Thou wilt thy light afford:
Bound and opprest, yet thine I am,
The prisoner of the Lord.
7 I would not to thy foe submit;
I hate the tyrant's chain:
Send forth thy prisoner from the pit,
Nor let me cry in vain!
8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace,
The cov'nant blood apply!
And all my griefs at once shall cease,
And all my sins shall die.
9 Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend
The mountain sin remove;
My unbelief and troubles end,
If thou art Truth and Love!
10 Speak, Jesu, speak into my heart,
What thou for me hast done!
One grain of living faith impart,
And God is all my own. Languages: English
Thou hidden God for whom I groan
God is in this and ev'ry place
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CCXL (1790) Topics: For Mourners conceived of Sin Lyrics: 1 God is in this and ev'ry place;
But O how dark and void
To me! 'tis one great wilderness,
This earth, without my God.
2 Empty of him who all things fills,
Till he his light impart!
Till he his glorious self reveals,
The veil is on my heart!
3 O thou who seest and know'st my grief,
Thyself unseen, unknown,
Pity my helpless unbelief,
And take away the stone.
4 Regard me with a gracious eye;
The long-sought blessing give;
And bid me, at the point to die,
Behold thy face and live.
5 A darker soul did never yet
Thy promis'd help implore:
O that I now my Lord might meet,
And never lose him more!
6 Now, Jesus, now the Father's love
Shed in my heart abroad;
The middle wall of sin remove,
And let me into God! Languages: English
God is in this and ev'ry place
Thou hidden God, for whom I groan
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CCXLI (1790) Topics: For Mourners brought to the Birth Lyrics: 1 Thou hidden God, for whom I groan,
Till thou thyself declare:
God inaccessible, unknown,
Regard a sinner's pray'r:
2 A sinner welt'ring in his blood,
Unpurg'd, and unforgiv'n;
Far distant from the living God,
As far as hell from heav'n.
3 An unregen'rate child of man,
To thee for faith I call:
Pity thy fallen creature's pain,
And raise me from my fall!
4 The darkness which through thee I feel
Thou only canst remove:
Thy own eternal pow'r reveal,
The Deity of Love!
5 Thou hast in unbelief shut up,
That grace may let me go;
In hope believing against hope,
I wait the truth to know.
6 Thou wilt in me reveal thy name,
Thou wilt thy light afford:
Bound and oppress'd, yet thine I am,
The prisoner of the Lord.
7 I would not to thy foe submit;
I hate the tyrant's chain:
Send forth thy prisoner from the pit,
Nor let me cry in vain!
8 Shew me the blood that bought my peace,
The cov'nant blood apply!
And all my griefs at once shall cease,
And all my sins shall die.
9 Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend;
The mountain sin remove;
My unbelief and troubles end,
If thou art truth and love!
10 Speak, Jesu, speak into my heart,
What thou for me hast done!
One grain of living faith impart,
And God is all my own. Languages: English
Thou hidden God, for whom I groan
Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CCXLIII (1790) Topics: For Mourners Recovered Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep,
Pity my unsettl'd soul!
Guide, and nourish me, and keep,
Till thy love shall make me whole:
Give me, perfect soundness give,
Make me stedfastly believe.
2 I am never at one stay:
Changing ev'ry hour I am:
But thou art, as yesterday,
Now and evermore the same;
Constancy to me impart,
'Stablish with thy grace my heart.
3 Lay thy weighty cross on me,
All my unbelief controul:
Till the rebel cease to be,
Keep him down within my soul:
That he never more may move,
Root and ground me fast in love.
4 Give me faith to hold me up,
Walking over life's rough sea;
Holy, purifying hope
Still my soul's sure anchor be:
That I may be always thine,
Perfect me in love divine.
Languages: English
Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep
Enslaved to sense, to pleasure prone
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #108 (1874) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin Languages: English
Enslaved to sense, to pleasure prone
Wretched, helpless, and distrest
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #109 (1874) Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin Languages: English
Wretched, helpless, and distrest
Love me freely, seal my peace
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #110 (1874) Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin First Line: Jesus, Friend of sinners, hear Languages: English
Love me freely, seal my peace
Thus saith the Lord! Who seek the Lamb
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #111 (1874) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin Languages: English
Thus saith the Lord! Who seek the Lamb
Woe is me! what tongue can tell
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #112 (1874) Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin Languages: English
Woe is me! what tongue can tell
O Thou, whom fain my soul would love
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, for the Use of the People Called Methodists, with a Supplement #113 (1874) Topics: For Mourners convicted of Sin Languages: English
O Thou, whom fain my soul would love
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