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A general Song of Praise to GOD
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.) #149a (1786) Topics: Praise General; Praise General First Line: Among the princes, earthly gods Lyrics: 1 Among the princes, earthly gods,
There’s none hath power divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations, thou hast made shall bring
Their off'rings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet,
Teach me thine heavenly ways,
And all my wandering thoughts unite
In God my father’s praise.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 86:8-13 Languages: English
A general Song of Praise to GOD
A general Song of Praise to GOD
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #149a (1790) Topics: Praise General; Praise General First Line: Among the princes, earthly gods Lyrics: 1 Among the princes, earthly gods,
There’s none hath power divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations, thou hast made shall bring
Their off'rings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet,
Teach me thine heavenly ways,
And all my wandering thoughts unite
In God my father’s praise.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 86:8-13 Languages: English
A general Song of Praise to GOD
A general Song of Praise to GOD
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.) #158b (1786) Topics: Praise General; Praise General First Line: Among the princes, earthly gods Lyrics: 1 Among the princes, earthly gods,
There’s none hath power divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations, thou hast made shall bring
Their off'rings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet,
Teach me thine heavenly ways,
And all my wandering thoughts unite
In God my father’s praise.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 86:8-13 Languages: English
A general Song of Praise to GOD
A general Song of Praise to GOD
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #158b (1787) Topics: Praise General; Praise General First Line: Among the princes, earthly gods Lyrics: 1 Among the princes, earthly gods,
There’s none hath power divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations, thou hast made shall bring
Their off'rings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet,
Teach me thine heavenly ways,
And all my wandering thoughts unite
In God my father’s praise.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell. Scripture: Psalm 86:8-13 Languages: English
A general Song of Praise to GOD
O mother dear, Jerusalem
Author: D. Dickson Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #403a (1898) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: General; General; General; General; Processionals General Lyrics: 1 O Mother dear, Jerusalem,
When shall I come to Thee?
When shall my sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall I see?
2 O happy harbor of God's saints!
O sweet and pleasant soil!
In thee no sorrow can be found,
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil.
3 No murky cloud o'er shadows thee,
Nor gloom, nor darksome night;
But every soul shines as the sun;
For God Himself give light.
4 O sweet home, Jerusalem,
Thy joys when shall I see?
The King that sitteth on thy throne
In his felicity?
5 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks
Continually are green,
Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers
As nowhere else are seen.
6 Right through thy streets, with silver sound,
The living waters flow,
And on the banks, on either side
The trees of life doth grow.
7 Those trees for evermore bear fruit,
And evermore do spring:
There evermore the angels sit
And evermore do sing.
8 Jerusalem, my happy home,
Would God I were in Thee!
Would God my woes were at an end,
Thy joys that I might see!
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MATERNA
O mother dear, Jerusalem
For a time of general Sickness
Author: Leech Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #DXXXIX (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: General sickness First Line: Death, with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death, with his dread commission seal'd,
Now hastens to his arms:
In awful state he takes the field,
And sounds his dire alarms.
2 Attendant plagues around him stand,
And wait his dread command;
And pains, and dying groans obey
The signal of his hand.
3 With cruel force, he scatters round
His shafts of deadly power;
While the grave waits its disten'd prey,
Impatient to devour.
4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy,
Nor let your fears prevail;
Eternal life is our reward,
When life on earth shall fail.
5 What tho' his darts, promiscous hurl'd,
Deal fatal plagues around;
And heaps of putrid carcases
O'erload the cumber'd ground;
6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh,
Were giv'n him from above,
Dipt in the great redeemer's blood,
And feather'd all with love.
7 These, with a gentle hand, he throws,
And saints lie gasping too;
But heavenly strength supports their souls,
And bears them conquerors thro'.
8 Joyful they stretch their wings abroad,
And all in triumph rise,
To the fair palace of their God,
And mansions in the skies. Languages: English
For a time of general Sickness
For a time of general sickness
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCCXLIX (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness General First Line: Death with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death with his dread commission seal'd,
Now hastens to his arms:
In awful state he takes the field,
And sounds his dire alarms.
2 Attendant plagues around him stand,
And wait his dread command;
And pains, and dying groans obey
The signal of his hand.
3 With cruel force, he scatters round
His shafts of deadly pow'r;
While the grave waits its destin'd prey,
Impatient to devour.
4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy,
Nor let your fears prevail;
Eternal life is our reward,
When life on earth shall fail.
5 What though his darts promiscous hurl'd,
Deal fatal plagues around;
And heaps of putrid carcases
O'erload the cumber'd ground;
6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh,
Were giv'n him from above,
Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood,
And feather'd all with love.
7 These, with a gentle hand he throws,
And saints lie gasping too;
But heav'nly strength supports their souls,
And bears them conqu'rors through.
Languages: English
For a time of general sickness
For a time of general sickness
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCCXLIX (1802) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sickness General First Line: Death with his dread commission seal'd Lyrics: 1 Death with his dread commission seal'd,
Now hastens to his arms:
In awful state he takes the field,
And sounds his dire alarms.
2 Attendant plagues around him stand,
And wait his dread command;
And pains, and dying groans obey
The signal of his hand.
3 With cruel force, he scatters round
His shafts of deadly pow'r;
While the grave waits its destin'd prey,
Impatient to devour.
4 Look up, ye heirs of endless joy,
Nor let your fears prevail;
Eternal life is our reward,
When life on earth shall fail.
5 What though his darts promiscous hurl'd,
Deal fatal plagues around;
And heaps of putrid carcases
O'erload the cumber'd ground;
6 The arrows, that shall wound your flesh,
Were giv'n him from above,
Dipt in the great Redeemer's blood,
And feather'd all with love.
7 These, with a gentle hand he throws,
And saints lie gasping too;
But heav'nly strength supports their souls,
And bears them conqu'rors through.
Languages: English
For a time of general sickness
Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of CHRIST's coming to Judgment
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #21 (1740) Topics: Corruption of Manners general First Line: Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail Lyrics: 1 Help, Lord, for Men of Virtue fail,
Religion loses Ground;
The Sons of Violence prevail,
And Treacheries abound.
2 Their Oaths and Promises they break,
Yet act the Flatterer's Part;
With fair, deceitful Lips they speak,
And with a double Heart.
3 If we reprove some hateful Lye,
How is their fury stirr'd?
"Are not our Lips our own," they cry,
"And who shall be our Lord?"
4 Scoffers appear on every Side,
Where a vile Race of Men
Is rais'd to Seats of Pow'r and Pride,
And bears the Sword in vain.
Pause.
5 Lord, when Iniquities abound,
And Blasphemy grows bold,
When Faith is hardly to be found,
And Love is waxen cold;
6 Is not thy Chariot hast'ning on;
Hast thou not giv'n this Sign;
May we not trust and live upon
A Promise so divine?
7 "Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise,
"And make Oppressors flee;
"I shall appear to their Surprize,
"And set my Servants free.
8 Thy Word, like Silver seven Times try'd,
Thro' Ages shall endure;
Then Men that in thy Truth confide
Shall find the Promise sure. Scripture: Psalm 12 Languages: English
Complaint of a general Corruption of Manners; or, The Promise and Signs of CHRIST's coming to Judgment
A general Song of Praise to GOD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #151a (1740) Topics: Praise General First Line: Among the Princes, earthly Gods Lyrics: 1 Among the Princes, earthly Gods,
There's none hath Pow'r divine;
Nor is their Nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their Works like thine.
2 The Nations thou hast made shall bring
Their Off'rings round thy Throne;
For thou alone dost wond'rous Things,
For thou art GOD alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy Feet;
Teach me thine heav'nly Ways,
And my poor scatter'd Thoughts unite
In GOD my Father's Praise.
4 Great is thy Mercy, and my Tongue
Shall those great Wonders tell,
How by thy Grace my sinking Soul
Rose from the Deeps of Hell. Scripture: Psalm 86:8-13 Languages: English
A general Song of Praise to GOD
General Intercessions
Author: Bob Hurd, b. 1950 Hymnal: Journeysongs (2nd ed.) #242 (2003) Topics: Service Music for Mass: Liturgy of the Word General Intercessions First Line: Hear our prayer Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear our prayer]
General Intercessions
Litany for General Intercessions
Author: John D. Becker, b. 1953 Hymnal: Journeysongs (2nd ed.) #282 (2003) Topics: Service Music for Mass: Liturgy of the Word General Intercessions First Line: Hear our prayer Languages: English Tune Title: [Hear our prayer]
Litany for General Intercessions
General Intercessions
Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #296 (1986) Topics: Service Music General Intercessions First Line: Lord, we ask you, hear our prayer Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, we ask you, hear our prayer]
General Intercessions
General Intercessions
Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #297 (1986) Topics: Service Music General Intercessions First Line: Kyrie, Kyrie eleison Lyrics: Kyrie, Kyrie eleison;
Kyrie, Kyrie eleison. (hum) Languages: Greek Tune Title: [Kyrie, Kyrie eleison]
General Intercessions
General Intercessions
Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #298 (1986) Topics: Service Music General Intercessions First Line: Kyrie, Kyrie eleison Lyrics: Kyrie, Kyrie eleison.
Kyrie, Kyrie eleison. (hum) Tune Title: [Kyrie, Kyrie eleison]
General Intercessions
General Intercessions
Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #299 (1986) Topics: Service Music General Intercessions First Line: Gracious Lord, hear us, we pray Languages: English Tune Title: [Gracious Lord, hear us, we pray]
General Intercessions
General Intercessions
Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #300 (1986) Topics: Service Music General Intercessions First Line: Jesus, Jesus, hear our prayer Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, Jesus, hear our prayer]
General Intercessions
Art thou weary, art thou languid?
Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #342a (1898) Meter: 8.5.8.3 with refrain Topics: General; General; General; General First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid Languages: English Tune Title: STEPHANOS
Art thou weary, art thou languid?
O Paradise, O Paradise
Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #394a (1898) Meter: 6.6.8.6.6.6.6.6 Topics: General; General; General; Processionals General Lyrics: 1 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, thro' and thro',
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, thro' and thro',
In God's most holy sight?
3 O Paradise, O Paradise,
We long to sin no more;
We long to be as pure on earth
As on Thy spotless shore;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture, thro' and thro',
In God's most holy sight?
4 O Paradise, O Paradise,
We shall not wait for long;
E'en now the loving ear may catch
Faint fragments of thy song;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture, thro' and thro',
In God's most holy sight?
5 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,
Oh, keep me in Thy love,
And guide us to that happy land
Of perfect rest above;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,
All rapture, thro' and thro',
In God's most holy sight?
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: PARADISE
O Paradise, O Paradise
For thy dear saints, O Lord
Author: Richard Mant Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #124 (1940) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: All Saints Morning Prayer General; St. James The Communion General; St. John Evangelsit Evening Prayer General; St. Mark The Communion General Tune Title: ST. GEORGE
For thy dear saints, O Lord
God, deigning man to be
Author: Frank Damrosch, Jr. Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #131 (1940) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Topics: St. Bartholomew The Communion General; St. James Morning Prayer General; St. John Evangelsit Morning Prayer General; Trinity XIV Morning Prayer General Tune Title: LITTLE CORNARD
God, deigning man to be
Jesu, lover of my soul
Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #335a (1898) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Topics: General; General; General Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Lover of my soul,
Let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high:
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
Oh, 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 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.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: HOLLINGSIDE
Jesu, lover of my soul
Rock of ages, cleft for me
Author: A. M. Toplady; J. Cotterill Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #336a (1898) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7 Topics: General; General; General Lyrics: 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy side, a healing flood,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath, and make me pure.
2 Should my tears forever flow,
Should my zeal no langour know,
All for sin could not atone,
Thou must save, and Thou alone;
In my hand no price I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling.
3 While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
And behold Thee on Thy throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: REDHEAD NO. 76
Rock of ages, cleft for me
In the hour of trial
Author: G. Thring; J. Montgomery; W. P. Hutton Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #340a (1898) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Topics: General; General; General Languages: English Tune Title: PENITENCE
In the hour of trial
Jesus, my Saviour, look on me
Author: C. Elliott Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #341a (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Topics: General; General; General Lyrics: 1 Jesus, my Saviour, look on me,
For I am weary and opprest;
I come to cast myself on Thee:
Thou art my Rest.
2 Look down on me, for I am weak;
I feel the toilsome journey's length;
Thine aid omnipotent I seek:
Thou art my Strength.
3 I am bewildered on my way,
Dark and tempestuous is the night;
Oh, send Thou forth some cheering ray!
Thou art my Light.
4 When Satan flings his fiery darts,
I look to Thee; my terrors cease;
Thy cross a hiding-place imparts:
Thou art my Peace.
6 Standing alone on Jordan's brink,
In that tremendous, latest strife,
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink:
Thou art my Life.
7 Thou wilt my every want supply,
E'en to the end, whate'er befall;
Through life, in death, eternally,
Thou art my All.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: HANFORD
Jesus, my Saviour, look on me
Those eternal bowers
Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #395a (1898) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Topics: General; General; Processionals General Languages: English Tune Title: ST. JOHN DAMASCENE
Those eternal bowers
Hark! hark my soul, Angelic songs are swelling
Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #398a (1898) Meter: 11.10.11.10.9.11 Topics: General; General; Processionals General Lyrics: 1 Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore;
How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling
Of that new life when sin shall be no more!
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome
The pilgrims of the night,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims,
the pilgrims of the night.
2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come;"
And through the dark, its echoes sweetly ringing,
The music of the Gospel leads us home.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of light,
Singing to welcome
The pilgrims of the night,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims,
the pilgrims of the night.
3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea;
And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to Thee.
Singing to welcome
The pilgrims of the night,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims,
the pilgrims of the night.
4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary,
The day must dawn, and darksome night be past;
Faith's journeys end in welcome to the weary,
And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last.
Singing to welcome
The pilgrims of the night,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims,
the pilgrims of the night.
5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keeping;
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above;
Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping,
And life's long shadows break in cloudless love.
Singing to welcome
The pilgrims of the night,
Singing to welcome the pilgrims,
the pilgrims of the night.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: PILGRIMS
Hark! hark my soul, Angelic songs are swelling
Blessed city, heavenly Salem
Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #400 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: General; General; Processionals General Lyrics: 1 Blessed city, heavenly Salem,
Vision dear of peace and love,
Who of living stones art builded
In the height of heaven above,
And, with angel hosts encircled,
As a bride dost earthward move;
2 From celestial realms descending,
Bridal glory round thee shed,
Meet for Him Whose love espoused thee,
To thy Lord shall thou be led;
All thy streets and all thy bulwarks
Of pure gold are fashionèd.
3 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining,
They are open evermore;
And by virtue of His merits
Thither faithful souls do soar,
Who for Christ's dear Name, in this world
Pain and tribulation bore.
4 Many a blow and biting sculpture
Polished well those stones elect,
In their places now compacted
By the heavenly Architect,
Who therewith hath willed forever
That His palace should be decked.
5 Laud and honor to the Father,
Laud and honor to the Son,
Laud and honor to the Spirit,
Ever Three, and ever One,
Consubstantial, Co-eternal,
While unending ages run.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ORIEL
Blessed city, heavenly Salem
O heavenly Jerusalem
Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #401a (1898) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: General; General; Processionals General Lyrics: 1 O Heavenly Jerusalem,
Of everlasting halls,
Thrice blessèd are the people
Thou storest in thy walls.
2 Thou art the golden mansion,
Where saints forever sing,
The seat of God's own chosen,
The palace of the king.
3 There God for ever sitteth,
Himself of all the crown;
The Lamb, the Light that shineth,
And never goeth down.
4 Naught to this seat approacheth
Their sweet peace to molest;
They sing their God forever,
Nor day nor night they rest.
5 Sure hope doth thither lead us;
Our longings thither tend;
May short-lived toil ne'er daunt us
For joys that cannot end.
6 To Christ, the Sun that lightens
His Church above, below;
To Father, and to Spirit
All things created bow.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ALPHEGE
O heavenly Jerusalem
Jerusalem, my happy home
Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #402a (1898) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: General; General; General Lyrics: 1 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 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom,
Nor sin nor sorrow know:
Blest seats! through rude and stormy scenes
I onward press to you.
4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe,
Or feel at death dismay?
I've Canann's goodly land in view,
And realms of endless day.
5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
Around my Saviour stand;
And soon my friends in Christ below
Will join the glorious band.
6 Jerusalem, my happy home!
My soul still pants for thee;
Then shall my labors have an end,
When I thy joys shall see.
Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BEATITUDO
Jerusalem, my happy home
Brief life is here our portion
Author: J. M. Neale Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #406a (1898) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: General; General; Processionals General Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ALPHEGE
Brief life is here our portion
O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother
Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #493 (1940) Topics: St. Bartholomew Evening Prayer General; The Purification Evening Prayer General; Trinity I The Holy Communion General; Trinity XXII The Communion General Tune Title: INTERCESSOR
O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother
Now that the sun is gleaming bright
Author: J. H. Newman Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #529 (1920) Topics: General Home and Personal Use; General Home and Personal Use; General Home and Personal Use Lyrics: 1 Now that the sun is gleaming bright,
Implore we, bending low,
That He, the uncreated Light,
May guide us as we go.
2 No sinful word, nor deed of wrong,
Nor thoughts that idly rove,
But simple truth be on our tongue,
And in our hearts be love.
3 And while the hours in order flow,
O Christ, securely fence
Our gates, beleaguered by the foe,
The gate of every sense.
4 And grant that to Thine honour, Lord,
Our daily toil may tend;
That we begin it at Thy word,
And in Thy favour end. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER
Now that the sun is gleaming bright
Thee God, we praise, Thy name we bless
Author: Niceta of Remesiana Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #1 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Lyrics: 1 Thee God, we praise, Thy name we bless,
Thee Lord of all we do confess;
The whole creation worships Thee,
The Father of eternity.
2 To Thee aloud all angels cry,
The heavens and all the powers on high,
The cherubs and the seraphs join,
And thus they hymn Thy praise divine:
3 O holy, holy, holy Lord,
Thou God of hosts, by all adored;
Earth and the heavens are full of Thee,
Thy light, thy power, thy majesty.
4 The apostles join the glorious throng,
The prophets swell the immortal song,
The white-robed hosts of martyrs bright
All serve and praise Thee day and night.
5 Thy holy Church in every place
Throughout the world exalts Thy praise,
And ever doth acknowledge Thee,
Father of boundless majesty.
6 O God eternal, mighty King,
We unto Thee or praises bring;
And to Thy true and only Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One.
7 O King of glory, Christ the Lord,
God's everlasting Son--the Word,
To rescue mankind from its doom,
Thou didst our very flesh assume.
8 Thou overcamest death's sharp sting,
Believers unto heaven to bring;
At God's right hand, exalted there,
Thou dost the Father's glory share.
9 And we believe Thou wilt descend
To be our judge, when comes the end;
Thy servants help, whom Thou, O God,
Hast ransomed with Thy precious blood.
10 Among Thy saints let us be found
With glory everlasting crowned;
Thy people save from age to age,
And bless Thy chosen heritage.
11 O guide them, lift them up for aye;
We magnify Thee day by day,
Thy name we worship and adore,
World without end, for evermore.
12 Vouchsafe, O Lord, we humbly pray,
To keep us safe from sin this day;
O Lord, have mercy on us all,
Have mercy on us, when we call.
13 Thy mercy, Lord, to us extend,
As on Thy mercy we depend:
Lord, I have put my trust in Thee,
Confounded let me never be. Tune Title: [Thee God we praise, Thy name we bless]
Thee God, we praise, Thy name we bless
Sing praise to God who reigns above
Author: J.J. Schuetz 1515—85 Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #3 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise Lyrics: 1 Sing praise to God who reigns above,
The God of all creation;
The God of power, the God of love,
The God of our salvation.
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 the wisdom which could span,
And power which formed, creation's plan:
To God all praise and glory!
3 What God's almighty power hath made,
His gracious mercy keepeth;
By morning dawn 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 is never far away,
Forsakes his people never;
He is their refuge and their stay,
Their peace and trust forever;
And with a mother's watchful love
He guides them wheresoe'er thy rove;
To God all praise and glory!
6 When every earthly hope has flown
From sorrow's sons and daughters,
Our Father from His heavenly throne
Beholds the troubled waters;
And at His word the storm is stayed
Which made His children's heart afraid:
To God all praise and glory.
7 Thus all my pilgrimage 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 O ye who bear Christ’s holy name,
Give God all praise and glory!
All ye who own His power, proclaim
Aloud the wondrous story;
Cast each false idol from His throne,
The Lord is God, and He alone:
To God all praise and glory!
Languages: English Tune Title: [Sing praise to God who reigns above]
Sing praise to God who reigns above
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
Author: J. Neander, 1680 Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #5 (1913) Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise Lyrics: 1 Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear,
Now to His temple draw near,
Join me in glad adoration.
2 Praise to the Lord, who o'er all things is wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth;
Hast thou not seen
How thy desires e'er have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?
3 Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee;
Ponder anew
What the Almighty can do
If with His love He befriend thee!
4 Praise thou the Lord, who with marvelous wisdom hath made thee!
Decked thee with health, and with loving hand guided and stayed thee;
How oft in grief
Hath not He brought thee relief,
Spreading His wings for to shade 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!
Let the Amen
Sound from His people again;
Gladly for aye we adore Him.
Tune Title: [Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation]
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
The heavens declare Thy glory
Author: T. R. Birks, 1874 Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #8 (1913) Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise Lyrics: 1 The heavens declare Thy glory,
The firmament Thy power;
Day unto day the story
Repeats from hour to hour;
Night unto night replying,
Proclaims in every land,
O Lord, with voice undying,
The wonders of Thy hand.
2 The sun with royal splendor
Goes forth to chant Thy praise;
And moonbeams soft and tender
Their gentler anthem raise;
O’er every tribe and nation
That music strange is poured;
The song of all creation,
To Thee, creation’s Lord.
3 How perfect, just, and holy
The precepts Thou hast given;
Still making wise the lowly,
They lift the thoughts to heaven;
How pure, how soul-restoring
Thy gospel’s heavenly ray,
A brighter radiance pouring
Than noon of brightest day!
4 Thy statutes, Lord, with gladness
Rejoice the humble heart;
And guilty fear and sadness
From contrite souls depart:
Thy word hath richer treasure
Than dwells within the mine,
And sweetness beyond measure
Attends Thy voice divine.
5 O who can make confession
Of every secret sin;
Or keep from all transgression
His spirit pure within?
But let me never boldly
From Thy commands depart,
Or render to Thee coldly
The service of my heart.
6 All heaven on high rejoices
To do its Maker’s will;
The stars with solemn voices
Resound Thy praises still;
So let my whole behavior,
Thoughts, words, and actions be,
O Lord, my Strength, my Savior,
One ceaseless song to Thee. Tune Title: [The heavens declare Thy glory]
The heavens declare Thy glory
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven
Author: H. F. Lyte, 1831 Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #9 (1913) Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise Lyrics: 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,
To His feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Praise the everlasting King.
2 Praise Him for His grace and favor
To our fathers in distress;
Praise Him, still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless:
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Glorious in his faithfulness.
3 Father-like He tends and spares us;
Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes;
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Widely as His mercy goes.
4 Angels in the height, adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face;
Saints triumphant, bow before Him;
Gathered in from every race.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Praise with us the God of grace. Tune Title: [Praise, my soul, the King of heaven]
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven
I praise Thee, O my God and Father
Author: J. Mentzer Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #10 (1913) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: Worship in General; Worship in General Prayer and Praise; Worship in General Prayer and Praise Lyrics: 1 I praise Thee, O my God and Father,
For all I am and all I have,
The blessings that we daily gather,
E'en from our cradle to our grave;
For Thy rich grace hath scattered here
Whate'er we need to help and cheer.
2 I praise Thee, Savior, whose compassion
Hath brought Thee down to succor me;
Thy pitying heart sought my salvation,
Though keenest woes were heaped on Thee,
Wrought me from bondage full release,
Made me Thine own and gave me peace.
3 Thee, too, I praise, O Holy Spirit,
By whose deep teachings I am made
A heavenly kingdom to inherit,
Who art my comforter, my aid;
Whate'er of good by me is done
Is of Thy grace and light alone.
4 And as my life is onward gliding,
With each fresh scene anew I mark
How Thou art holding me and guiding,
Where all seems troubled, strange, and dark;
When cares oppress and hopes depart,
Thy light hath never failed my heart.
5 Shall I not then be filled with gladness,
Shall I not praise Thee evermore?
And triumph o'er all fears and sadness,
E'en when my cup of woe runs o'er?
Though heaven and earth may pass away,
I know Thy word stands fast for aye. Tune Title: [I praise Thee, O my God and Father]
I praise Thee, O my God and Father
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
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.) #21 (1786) Topics: Corruption of Manners general; Corruption of Manners general First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love;
Why do my foes insult and cry,
Fly like a timorous trembling dove,
To distant woods or mountains fly?
2 If government be once destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eye-lids search our spirits through.
4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their wicked ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Sulphureous flames of wasting death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere,
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #21 (1790) Topics: Corruption of Manners general; Corruption of Manners general First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love;
Why do my foes insult and cry,
Fly like a timorous trembling dove,
To distant woods or mountains fly?
2 If government be once destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eye-lids search our spirits through.
4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His soul abhors their wicked ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Sulpherous flames of wasting death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere,
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
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.) #24 (1786) Topics: Corruption of Manners general; Corruption of Manners general First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love;
Why do my foes insult and cry,
Fly like a timorous trembling dove,
To distant woods or mountains fly?
2 If government be once destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eye-lids search our spirits through.
4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their wicked ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Sulphureous flames of wasting death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere,
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #24 (1787) Topics: Corruption of Manners general; Corruption of Manners general First Line: My refuge is the God of love Lyrics: 1 My refuge is the God of love;
Why do my foes insult and cry,
Fly like a timorous trembling dove,
To distant woods or mountains fly?
2 If government be once destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace)
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress?
3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eye-lids search our spirits through.
4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their wicked ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Sulphurous flames of wasting death,
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere,
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear. Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked
O sons and daughters, let us sing
Author: John Mason Neale; Jean Tisserand, 15th cent. Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #99 (1940) Meter: 8.8.8 with alleluia Topics: Easter Day Evening Prayer General; Easter II Morning Prayer General; St. Thomas' Day The Communion General Tune Title: O FILII ET FILIAE
O sons and daughters, let us sing
Cuánta dicha la del hombre
Author: William F. Rice Hymnal: Culto Cristiano #160 (1964) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: La Vida Cristiana La Vida Christiana en General; The Christian Life in General The Christian Life in General Lyrics: 1 ¡Cuánta dicha la del hombre
Perdonado por Jesús,
Que por fe lavó su alma
En la sangre de la cruz,
El que es bienaventurado,
Al que Dios no contará
Ni el engaño ni el pecado,
Mas su gracia le dará!
2 Triste, envuelto en el silencio
Mis pecados escondi;
¡Qué pesares de conciencia,
Qué miserias padecí!
Mas, por fin desesperado,
Descubríle mi aflicción;
Mis pecados confesando,
En Jesús busqué perdón.
3 El oyendo mis clamores,
Mis pecados perdonó,
Y de todas mis angustias
Compasivo me libró.
¡Gloria a Ti, Señor eterno,
Adorable Salvador!
¡Gloria a Ti por las edades,
Dios de vida, Dios de amor!
Amén.
Languages: Spanish Tune Title: REX GLORIAE
Cuánta dicha la del hombre
From all Thy saints in warfare
Author: Earl Nelson Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #174 (1894) Meter: 7.6 D Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts General for Saints' Days Lyrics: 1 From all Thy saints in warfare,
for all Thy saints at rest,
To Thee, O blessed Jesus,
all praises be addressed.
Thou Lord, didst win the battle
that they might conquerors be;
Their crowns of living glory
are lit with rays from Thee.
[Insert here the stanza for the special Saint's Day to be celebrated]
St. Andrew:
2 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostle,
the first to welcome Thee,
The first to lead his brother
The very Christ to see.
With hearts for Thee made ready,
watch we throughout the year,
Forward to lead our brethren
to own Thine Advent near.
St. Thomas:
3 All praise for Thine apostle,
whose short-lived doubtings prove
Thy perfect twofold nature,
the fullness of Thy love.
On all who wait Thy coming
shed forth Thy peace, O Lord,
And grant us faitn to know Thee,
true man, true God, adored.
St. Stephen:
4 Praise for the first of martyrs
who saw Thee ready stand,
To aid in midst of torments,
to plead at God's right hand.
Share we with him, if summoned
by death our Lord to own,
On earth the faithful witness,
in heaven the martyr crown.
St. John the Evangelist:
5 Praise for the loved disciple,
exile on Patmos' shore;
Praise for the faithful record,
he to Thy Godhead bore,
Praise for the mystic vision
through him to us revealed.
May we, in patience waiting,
with Thine elect be sealed.
The Holy Innocents:
6 Praise for Thine infant martyrs,
by Thee with tenderest love
Called early from the warfare
to share the rest above.
O Rachel! cease thy weeping:
they rest from pains and cares.
Lord, grant us hearts as guileless,
and crowns as bright as theirs.
The Conversion of St. Paul:
7 Praise for the light from heaven,
praise for the voice of awe,
Praise for the glorious vision
the persecutor saw.
Thee Lord, for his conversion,
We glorify to-day;
So lighten all our darkness,
with Thy true Spirit's ray.
St. Matthias:
8 Lord, Thine abiding presence
directs the wondrous choice;
For one in place of Judas
the faithful now rejoice.
Thy Church from false apostles
for evermore defend,
And by Thy parting promise,
be with her to the end.
St. Mark:
9 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee,
the weak by grace made strong,
Whose labors and whose Gospel
Enrich our triumph-song.
May we, in all our weakness,
find strength in Thee supplied,
And all, as faithful branches,
In Thee, the Vine, abide.
St. Philip and St. James:
10 All praise for Thine apostle,
blest guide to Greek and Jew,
And him surnamed Thy brother;
Keep us Thy brethren true,
And grant us grace to know Thee,
the Way, the truth, the Life,
To wrestle with temptations
till victors in the strife.
St. Barnabas:
11 The Son of Consolation,
moved by Thy law of love
Forsaking earthly treasures,
sought riches from above.
As earth now teems with increase,
let gifts of grace descend,
That Thy true consolations
may through the world extend.
St. John the Baptist:
12 We praise Thee for the Baptist,
forerunner of the Word,
Our true Elias making
A highway for the Lord.
Of prophets last and greatest,
he saw Thy dawning ray:
Make us the rather blessèd,
who love Thy glorious day.
St. Peter:
13 Praise for Thy great apostle
so eager and so bold;
Thrice falling, yet repentant,
thrice charged to keep Thy fold.
Lord, make Thy pastors faithful
to guard their flocks from ill,
And grant them dauntless courage,
with humble, earnest will.
St. James:
14 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee,
who, slain by Herod's sword,
Drank of Thy cup of suffering
fulfilling thus Thy word.
Curb we all vain impatience
to read Thy veiled decree,
And count it joy to suffer,
if so brought nearer Thee.
St. Bartholomew:
15 All praise for Thine apostle,
the faithful, pure, and true
Whom underneath the fig tree
Thine eye all-seeing knew.
Like him, may we be guileless,
true Israelites indeed,
That Thy abiding presence
Our longing souls may feed.
St. Matthew:
16 Praise, Lord, for him whose Gospel
Thy human life declared,
Who, worldly gains forsaking,
Thy path of suffering shared.
From all unrighteous mammon,
oh, give us hearts set free,
That we, whate'er our calling,
may rise and follow Thee.
St. Luke:
17 For that "beloved physician,"
all praise, whose Gospel shows
The healer of the nations,
the sharer of our woes.
Thy wine and oil, O Saviour,
On bruised hearts deign to pour,
And with true balm of Gilead
anoint us evermore.
St. Simon and St. Jude:
18 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostles,
who sealed their faith to-day,
One love, one zeal impelled them
to tread the sacred way,
May we with zeal as earnest
the faith of Christ maintain,
And, bound in love as brethren,
at length Thy rest attain.
General ending:
19 Apostles, prophets, martyrs,
and all the sacred throng
Who wear the spotless raiment,
who raise the ceaseless song;
For these, passed on before us,
Saviour, we Thee adore,
And, walking in their footsteps,
would serve Thee more and more.
20 Then praise we God the Father,
and praise we God the Son,
And God the Holy Spirit,
eternal Three in One;
Till all the ransomed number
fall down before Thy throne,
And honor, power, and glory
ascribe to God alone.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: [From all Thy saints in warfare]
From all Thy saints in warfare
From all Thy saints in warfare
Author: Earl Nelson Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #174 (1898) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts General for Saints' Days Lyrics: 1 From all Thy saints in warfare,
for all Thy saints at rest,
To Thee, O blessed Jesus,
all praises be addressed.
Thou Lord, didst win the battle
that they might conquerors be;
Their crowns of living glory
are lit with rays from Thee.
[Insert here the stanza for the special Saint's Day to be celebrated]
St. Andrew:
2 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostle,
the first to welcome Thee,
The first to lead his brother
The very Christ to see.
With hearts for Thee made ready,
watch we throughout the year,
Forward to lead our brethren
to own Thine Advent near.
St. Thomas:
3 All praise for Thine apostle,
whose short-lived doubtings prove
Thy perfect twofold nature,
the fullness of Thy love.
On all who wait Thy coming
shed forth Thy peace, O Lord,
And grant us faitn to know Thee,
true man, true God, adored.
St. Stephen:
4 Praise for the first of martyrs
who saw Thee ready stand,
To aid in midst of torments,
to plead at God's right hand.
Share we with him, if summoned
by death our Lord to own,
On earth the faithful witness,
in heaven the martyr crown.
St. John the Evangelist:
5 Praise for the loved disciple,
exile on Patmos' shore;
Praise for the faithful record,
he to Thy Godhead bore,
Praise for the mystic vision
through him to us revealed.
May we, in patience waiting,
with Thine elect be sealed.
The Holy Innocents:
6 Praise for Thine infant martyrs,
by Thee with tenderest love
Called early from the warfare
to share the rest above.
O Rachel! cease thy weeping:
they rest from pains and cares.
Lord, grant us hearts as guileless,
and crowns as bright as theirs.
The Conversion of St. Paul:
7 Praise for the light from heaven,
praise for the voice of awe,
Praise for the glorious vision
the persecutor saw.
Thee Lord, for his conversion,
We glorify to-day;
So lighten all our darkness,
with Thy true Spirit's ray.
St. Matthias:
8 Lord, Thine abiding presence
directs the wondrous choice;
For one in place of Judas
the faithful now rejoice.
Thy Church from false apostles
for evermore defend,
And by Thy parting promise,
be with her to the end.
St. Mark:
9 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee,
the weak by grace made strong,
Whose labors and whose Gospel
Enrich our triumph-song.
May we, in all our weakness,
find strength in Thee supplied,
And all, as faithful branches,
In Thee, the Vine, abide.
St. Philip and St. James:
10 All praise for Thine apostle,
blest guide to Greek and Jew,
And him surnamed Thy brother;
Keep us Thy brethren true,
And grant us grace to know Thee,
the Way, the truth, the Life,
To wrestle with temptations
till victors in the strife.
St. Barnabas:
11 The Son of Consolation,
moved by Thy law of love
Forsaking earthly treasures,
sought riches from above.
As earth now teems with increase,
let gifts of grace descend,
That Thy true consolations
may through the world extend.
St. John the Baptist:
12 We praise Thee for the Baptist,
forerunner of the Word,
Our true Elias making
A highway for the Lord.
Of prophets last and greatest,
he saw Thy dawning ray:
Make us the rather blessèd,
who love Thy glorious day.
St. Peter:
13 Praise for Thy great apostle
so eager and so bold;
Thrice falling, yet repentant,
thrice charged to keep Thy fold.
Lord, make Thy pastors faithful
to guard their flocks from ill,
And grant them dauntless courage,
with humble, earnest will.
St. James:
14 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee,
who, slain by Herod's sword,
Drank of Thy cup of suffering
fulfilling thus Thy word.
Curb we all vain impatience
to read Thy veiled decree,
And count it joy to suffer,
if so brought nearer Thee.
St. Bartholomew:
15 All praise for Thine apostle,
the faithful, pure, and true
Whom underneath the fig tree
Thine eye all-seeing knew.
Like him, may we be guileless,
true Israelites indeed,
That Thy abiding presence
Our longing souls may feed.
St. Matthew:
16 Praise, Lord, for him whose Gospel
Thy human life declared,
Who, worldly gains forsaking,
Thy path of suffering shared.
From all unrighteous mammon,
oh, give us hearts set free,
That we, whate'er our calling,
may rise and follow Thee.
St. Luke:
17 For that "beloved physician,"
all praise, whose Gospel shows
The healer of the nations,
the sharer of our woes.
Thy wine and oil, O Saviour,
On bruised hearts deign to pour,
And with true balm of Gilead
anoint us evermore.
St. Simon and St. Jude:
18 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostles,
who sealed their faith to-day,
One love, one zeal impelled them
to tread the sacred way,
May we with zeal as earnest
the faith of Christ maintain,
And, bound in love as brethren,
at length Thy rest attain.
General ending:
19 Apostles, prophets, martyrs,
and all the sacred throng
Who wear the spotless raiment,
who raise the ceaseless song;
For these, passed on before us,
Saviour, we Thee adore,
And, walking in their footsteps,
would serve Thee more and more.
20 Then praise we God the Father,
and praise we God the Son,
And God the Holy Spirit,
eternal Three in One;
Till all the ransomed number
fall down before Thy throne,
And honor, power, and glory
ascribe to God alone.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: PÆAN
From all Thy saints in warfare
From all Thy Saints in warfare
Author: Earl Nelson Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #175 (1920) Topics: Holy Days General For Saints' Days Lyrics: 1 From all Thy Saints in warfare,
For all Thy Saints at rest,
To Thee, O blessed Jesus,
All praises be address'd;
Thou, Lord, didst win the battle
That they might conquerors be;
Their crowns of living glory
Are lit with rays from Thee.
St. Andrew
2 Praise, Lord, for Thine Apostle, the first to welcome Thee,
The first to lead his brother, the very Christ to see.
With hearts for Thee made ready, watch we throughout the year,
Forward to lead our brethren to own Thine Advent near.
St. Thomas
3 All praise for Thine Apostle, whose short-lived doubtings prove
Thy perfect twofold nature, the fulness of Thy love.
On all who wait Thy coming shed forth Thy peace, O Lord,
And grant us faith to know Thee, true Man, true God, adored.
St. Stephen
4 Praise for the first of Martyrs, who saw Thee ready stand,
To aid in midst of torments, to plead at God's right hand.
Share we with him, if summoned by death our Lord to own,
On earth the faithful witness, in heaven the martyr crown.
St. John the Evangelist
5 Praise for the loved disciple, exile on Patmos' shore;
Praise for the faithful record, he to Thy Godhead bore,
Praise for the mystic vision, through him to us revealed.
May we, in patience waiting, with Thine elect be sealed.
The Holy Innocents
6 Praise for Thine infant martyrs, by Thee with tenderest love
Called early from the warfare to share the rest above.
O Rachel! cease thy weeping: they rest from pains and cares.
Lord, grant us hearts as guileless, and crowns as bright as theirs.
The Conversion of St. Paul
7 Praise for the light from heaven, praise for the voice of awe,
Praise for the glorious vision the persecutor saw.
Thee, Lord, for his conversion, we glorify to-day;
So lighten all our darkness with Thy true Spirit's ray.
St. Matthias
8 Lord, Thine abiding presence directs the wondrous choice;
For one in place of Judas the faithful now rejoice.
Thy Church from false apostles for evermore defend,
And by Thy parting promise be with her to the end.
St. Mark
9 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, the weak by grace made strong,
Whose labours and whose Gospel enrich our triumph-song.
May we in all our weakness find strength from Thee supplied,
And all, as fruitful branches, in Thee, the Vine abide.
St. Philip and St. James
10 All praise for Thine Apostle, blest guide to Greek and Jew,
And him surnamed Thy brother; keep us Thy brethren true,
And grant us grace to know Thee, the Way, the Truth, the Life:
To wrestle with temptations till victors in the strife.
St. Barnabas
11 The Son of Consolation, moved by Thy law of love,
Forsaking earthly treasures, sought riches from above.
As earth now teems with increase, let gifts of grace descend,
That Thy true consolations may through the world extend.
St. John Baptist
12 We praise Thee for the Baptist, forerunner of the Word,
Our true Elias, making a highway for the Lord.
Of prophets last and greatest, he saw Thy dawning ray:
Make us the rather blessed, who love Thy glorious day.
St. Peter
13 Praise for Thy great Apostle, the eager and the bold;
Thrice falling, yet repentant, thrice charged to keep Thy Fold.
Lord, make Thy pastors faithful, to guard their flocks from ill,
And grant them dauntless courage, with humble, earnest will.
St. James
14 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, who, slain by Herod's sword,
Drank of Thy cup of suffering, fulfilling thus Thy word.
Curb we all vain impatience to read Thy veiled decree,
And count it joy to suffer, if so brought nearer Thee.
St. Bartholomew
15 All praise for Thine Apostle, the faithful, pure, and true,
Whom underneath the fig tree Thine eye all-seeing knew.
Like him may we be guileless, true Israelites indeed,
That Thy abiding presence our longing souls may feed.
St. Matthew
16 Praise, Lord, for him whose Gospel Thy human life declared,
Who, worldly gains forsaking, Thy path of suffering shared.
From all unrighteous mammon, O give us hearts set free,
That we, whate'er our calling, may rise and follow Thee.
St. Luke
17 For that "beloved physician," all praise, whose Gospel shows
The Healer of the nations, the Sharer of our woes.
Thy wine and oil, O Saviour, on bruised hearts deign to pour,
And with true balm of Gilead anoint us evermore.
St. Simon and St. Juke
18 Praise, Lord, for Thine Apostles, who sealed their faith to-day:
One love, one zeal impelled them to tread the sacred way.
May we with zeal as earnest the Faith of Christ maintain,
And, bound in love as brethren, at length Thy rest attain.
General Ending
19 Apostles, Prophets, Martyrs, and all the sacred throng,
Who wear the spotless raiment, who raise the ceaseless song;
For these, passed on before us, Saviour, we Thee adore,
And, walking in their footsteps, would serve Thee more and more.
20 Then praise we God the Father, and praise we God the Son,
And God the Holy Spirit, eternal Three in One;
Till all the ransomed number fall down before the throne,
And honour, power, and glory ascribe to God alone.
Languages: English Tune Title: PAEAN
From all Thy Saints in warfare
A prayer of the afflicted
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.) #176 (1786) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer, lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry?
2 My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And sinking in dispair.
3 My spirits flag like withering grass
Burnt with excessive heat:
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on some lonely building’s top,
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.
5 My soul is like a wilderness
Where beasts of midnight howl;
Where the sad raven finds her place,
And where the screaming owl.
6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears
Dwell in my troubled breast;
While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my spirit rest.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread, like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
8 Sense can afford no real joy
To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord ’twas thy hand advanc'd me high
Thy hand hath cast me down.
9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear;
And life’s declining light
Grows faint as evening-shadows are,
That vanish into night.
10 But thou forever art the same,
O my eternal God;
Ages to come shall know thy name,
And spread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face,
Nor will my Lord delay,
Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry,
And by mysterious ways,
Redeems the prisoners, doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise. Scripture: Psalm 102:20-21 Languages: English
A prayer of the afflicted
A Prayer of the afflicted
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #176 (1790) Topics: Complaint general; Complaint general First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face Lyrics: 1 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer, lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry?
2 My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And sinking in dispair.
3 My spirits flag like withering grass
Burnt with excessive heat:
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on some lonely building’s top,
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.
5 My soul is like a wilderness
Where beasts of midnight howl;
Where the sad raven finds her place,
And where the screaming owl.
6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears
Dwell in my troubled breast;
While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my spirit rest.
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread, like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
8 Sense can afford no real joy
To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord ’twas thy hand advanc'd me high
Thy hand hath cast me down.
9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear;
And life’s declining light
Grows faint as evening-shadows are,
That vanish into night.
10 But thou forever art the same,
O my eternal God;
Ages to come shall know thy name,
And spread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face,
Nor will my Lord delay,
Beyond th’ appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry,
And by mysterious ways,
Redeems the prisoners, doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise. Scripture: Psalm 102:20-21 Languages: English
A Prayer of the afflicted
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