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Thou very present Aid
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #916 (1868) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Orphans Scripture: Isaiah 26:3
Thou very present Aid
Thou very present Aid
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #916 (1868) Topics: Orphans Scripture: Isaiah 26:3 Tune Title: THATCHER
Thou very present Aid
Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #1215 (1868) Topics: Orphans Scripture: Matthew 6:10
Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1215 (1868) Topics: Orphans Scripture: Matthew 6:10 Tune Title: DORRNANCE
Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
Where shall the child of sorrow find
Author: Anon. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #757 (1873) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Orphan Lyrics: 1 Where shall the child of sorrow find
A place for calm repose?
Thou, Father of the fatherless,
Pity the orphan's woes!
2 What Friend have I in heaven or earth,
What Friend to trust but thee?
My father's dead, my mother's dead;
My God, remember me!
3 Thy gracious promise now fulfill,
And bid my trouble cease;
In thee the fatherless shall find
Pure mercy, grace, and peace.
4 I've not a secret care or pain,
But he that secret knows;
Thou, Father of the fatherless,
Pity the orphan's woes!
Where shall the child of sorrow find
Thou Father of the fatherless
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #344 (1854) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Orphan Asylum Lyrics:
Thou Father of the fatherless,
A band of orphans see,
And from Thy throne of glory bless,
Our little family:--
A little family, who share
No human parents' love;
And yet for whom Thou wilt prepare
A house and home above:--
A home above, if train'd up here,
In Wisdom's paths to go.
We travel heavenward in Thy fear,
From this sweet home below:--
This home below, where we have found
Refuge in time of need,
And meet upon its holy ground,
Friends, who are friends indeed.
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For friends indeed to us are they,
Who, for our Saviour's sake,
Have sought us out, like lambs astray,
Their bounty to partake:
Thine is their bounty,--theirs not less,
Though Thine what each imparts,
When, to relieve the fatherless,
Thy love constrains their hearts.
Languages: English
Thou Father of the fatherless
O hear me, Lord! on thee I call
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #449 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The orphan's prayer Lyrics: 1 O hear me, Lord! on thee I call,
And prostrate at thy footstool fall;
Propitious in my cause appear,
And bow to my request thine ear.
2 Look down, my only hope! look down;
Behold me, but without a frown:
And ne'er to my desiring eye
Thy presence, heav'nly Lord! deny,
3 O let me, on thy aid reclin'd,
Thee still my great salvation find;
Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn,
The absence of thy grace to mourn.
4 Though, doom'd the orphan's lot to bear,
No father's kind concern I share,
Nor o'er me wakes a mother's eye
My wants attentive to supply:—
5 Adopted by thy care, in thee
The Parent and the Friend I see;
And, nourish'd by thy fost'ring hand,
Within thy courts secure I stand. Languages: English
O hear me, Lord! on thee I call
Our Father! we may lisp that name
Author: Mrs. Nichols Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #755 (1873) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Anniversary of an Orphan Asylum Lyrics: 1 Our Father! we may lisp that name,
When lowly at thy feet we bow;
Thy little children lightly blame,
For thou 'rt our only parent now!
2 We are a stricken, humble band,
With hearts that thrill to words of love,
And cling confiding to the hand
That points us to a home above.
3 Though 'mong the lowly of the earth,
Contented with our homely fare,
How cheerful was the orphan's hearth
Before cold Death had entered there!
4 No mother's voice soothes us to rest--
No father's smile our vision greets:
Yet we've a home in every breast
That with a tender feeling beats.
5 And thou hast raised us many a friend,
Not bound by ties of kindred blood;
Then let our hearts in prayer ascend
To thee, our Father, Saviour, God!
Our Father! we may lisp that name
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