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God of my life, whose gracious pow'r
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXIX (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 God of my life, whose gracious pow'r,
Thro' varied deaths my soul hath led,
Or turn'd aside the fatal hour,
Or lifted up my sinking head!
2 In all my ways thy hand I own,
Thy ruling providence I see:
Assist me still my course to run,
And still direct my paths to thee.
3 Whither, O whither should I fly?
But to my loving Saviour’s breast;
Secure within thine arms to lie,
And safe beneath thy wings to rest?
4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But thou, O Christ! my wisdom art;
I ever into ruin run,
But thou art greater than my heart.
5 Foolish, and ignorant, and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
Bring me where I my heav'n may find,
The heav'n of loving thee alone.
6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room;
Enter, and in me ever stay;
The crooked then shall straight become:
The darkness shall be lost in day! Languages: English
God of my life, whose gracious pow'r
God of my life, whose gracious pow'r
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXIX (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 God of my life, whose gracious pow'r,
Thro' varied deaths my soul hath led,
Or turn'd aside the fatal hour,
Or lifted up my sinking head!
2 In all my ways thy hand I own,
Thy ruling providence I see;
Assist me still my course to run,
And still direct my paths to thee.
3 Whither, O whither should I fly?
But to my loving Saviour’s breast;
Secure within thine arms to lie,
And safe beneath thy wings to rest?
4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But thou, O Christ! my wisdom art;
I ever into ruin run,
But thou art greater than my heart.
5 Foolish, and ignorant, and blind,
Lead me a way I have not known;
Bring me where I my heav'n may find,
The heav'n of loving thee alone.
6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room;
Enter, and in me ever stay;
The crooked then shall straight become:
The darkness shall be lost in day! Languages: English
God of my life, whose gracious pow'r
Divine Protection amid Dangers
Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #155 (1875) Topics: Trust In Providence First Line: He that hath made his refuge God Scripture: Psalm 91
Divine Protection amid Dangers
Away, my unbelieving fear
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXIII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear,
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face:
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
I never will give up the shield.
2 Although the vine its fruits deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The with'ring fig-tree droop and die,
The field elude the tiller's toil;
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And no one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But sin, and only sin is here;
Although my gifts and comforts lost
My blooming hopes cut off I see,
Yet will I win my Saviour trust,
And glory that he dy'd for me.
4 In hope believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim,
Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up,
Salvation is in Jesu's name:
To me he soon shall bring it nigh,
My soul shall then out-strip the wind,
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. Languages: English
Away, my unbelieving fear
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXV (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Soldiers of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal son:
Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.
2 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'd,
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:
That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o'ercome thro' Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.
3 Stand then against your foes,
In close and firm array,
Legions of wily fiends oppose
Throughout the evil day;
But meet the sons of night,
But mock their vain design,
Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light,
Of righteousness divine.
4 Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul;
Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace,
And fortify the whole;
Indissolubly join'd,
To battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind
That was in Christ your head. Languages: English
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Away, my unbelieving fear
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXIII (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear,
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face:
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
I never will give up the shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The with'ring fig-tree droop and die,
The field elude the tiller's toil;
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And no one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But sin, and only sin is here;
Although my gifts and comforts lost,
My blooming hopes cut off I see,
Yet will I win my Saviour trust,
And glory that he dy'd for me.
4 In hope believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim,
Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up,
Salvation is in Jesu's name;
To me he soon shall bring it nigh,
My soul shall then out-strip the wind,
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. Languages: English
Away, my unbelieving fear
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXV (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Soldiers of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal Son:
Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.
2 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'd,
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:
That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.
3 Stand then against your foes,
In close and firm array,
Legions of wily fiends oppose
Throughout the evil day;
But meet the sons of night,
But mock their vain design,
Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light,
Of righteousness divine.
4 Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul;
Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace,
And fortify the whole;
Indissolubly join'd,
To battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind
That was in Christ your head. Languages: English
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Away, my unbelieving fear!
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXIII (1790) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear!
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face:
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
I never will give up the shield.
2 Although the vine its fruit deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The with'ring fig-tree droop and die,
The field elude the tiller's toil,
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And no one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But sin, and only sin is here:
Although my gifts and comforts lost,
My blooming hopes cut off I see,
Yet will I win my Saviour trust,
And glory that he dy'd for me.
4 In hope believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim,
Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up,
Salvation is in Jesu's name;
To me he soon shall bring it nigh,
My soul shall then out-strip the wind,
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. Languages: English
Away, my unbelieving fear!
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXV (1790) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Soldiers of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal Son:
Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.
2 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'd,
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:
That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.
3 Stand then against your foes,
In close and firm array,
Legions of wily fiends oppose
Throughout the evil day;
But meet the sons of night,
But mock their vain design,
Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light,
Of righteousness divine.
4 Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul:
Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace,
And fortify the whole;
Indissolubly join'd,
To battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind
That was in Christ your head. Languages: English
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Mercies of God recounted
Author: Joseph Addison (1672-1719) Hymnal: Songs of Praise with Tunes #92 (1889) Topics: Trust In Providence First Line: When all Thy mercies, O my God Scripture: Psalm 103:1-7 Tune Title: GENEVA
Mercies of God recounted
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