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My God, My God
Author: Adam M. L. Tice Hymnal: Voices Together #696 (2020) Meter: 9.8.9.8 D Topics: Praying For Ourselves First Line: My God, my God, would you forsake me? Scripture: Psalm 22 Tune Title: WAYFARING STRANGER
My God, My God
For the Healing of the Nations
Author: Fred Kaan Hymnal: Voices Together #705 (2020) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Praying For Healing Lyrics: 1 For the healing of the nations,
Lord, we pray with one accord,
for a just and equal sharing
of the things that earth affords.
To a life of love in action
help us rise and pledge our word.
2 Lead us forward into freedom;
from despair your world release,
that, redeemed from war and hatred,
all may come and go in peace.
Show us how through care and goodness
fear will die and hope increase.
3 All that kills abundant living,
let it from the earth be banned:
pride of status, race, or schooling,
dogmas that obscure your plan.
In our common quest for justice
may we hallow life’s brief span.
4 You, Creator God, have written
your great name on humankind.
For our growing in your likeness,
bring the life of Christ to mind
that by our response and service
earth its destiny may find. Scripture: Genesis 1:26-31 Tune Title: REGENT SQUARE
For the Healing of the Nations
Come, O thou all-victorious Lord
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HVIII (1791) Topics: Praying for a Blessing Lyrics: 1 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord;
Thy power to us make known:
Strike with the hammer of thy word,
And break these hearts of stone.
2 O that we all might now begin
Our foolishness to mourn;
And turn at once from every sin,
And to my Saviour turn.
3 Give us ourselves and thee to know
In this your gracious day;
Repentance unto life bestow,
And take our sins away.
4 Conclude us first in unbelief,
And freely then release;
Fill every soul with sacred grief,
And then with sacred peace.
5 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve,
And then enrich the poor;
The knowledge of our sickness give,
The knowledge of our cure.
6 That blessed sense of guilt impart,
And then remove the load;
Trouble, and wash the troubled heart
In the atoning blood.
7 Our desperate state through sin declare,
And speak our sins forgiven:
By perfect holiness prepare,
And take us up to heaven. Languages: English
Come, O thou all-victorious Lord
Except the Lord conduct the plan
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HXXVI (1791) Topics: For the Society Praying Lyrics: 1 Except the Lord conduct the plan,
The best concerted schemes are vain,
And never can succeed;
We spend our wretched strength for nought;
But if our works in thee are wrought;
They shall be blest indeed.
2 Lord, if you did'st thyself inspire
Our souls with this intense desire
Thy goodness to proclaim;
Thy glory if we now intend,
O let our deed begin and end
Complete in Jesu's name!
3 In Jesu's name behold we meet,
Far from an evil world retreat,
And all its frantic ways;
One only thing resolv'd to know,
And square our useful lives below
By reason and by grace.
4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell,
Not in the dark, monastic cell,
By vows and grates confined;
Freely to all ourselves we give
Constrained by Jesu's love to live
Thy servants of mankind.
5 Now, Jesu, now thy love impart,
To govern each devoted heart,
And fit us for thy will!
Deep founded in the truth of grace,
Build up thy rising church, and place
The city on the hill.
6 O let our love and faith abound!
O let our lives to all around
With purest lustre shine!
That all around our works may see,
And give the glory, Lord, to thee,
The heavenly light divine! Languages: English
Except the Lord conduct the plan
Ezekiel's Vison of the dry bones
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCXLIV (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Burdened soul praying for relief First Line: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye Lyrics: 1 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie;
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughter'd heaps around.
2 And can these mouldering corpses live?
And can these perish'd bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain
To prophesy upon the slain;
In vain they call, in vain they cry,
Till thine almighty aid is nigh.
4 But if thy spirit deign to breath,
Life spreads thro' all the realms of death:
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice;
They move, they waken, they rejoice:
5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the Heav'ns and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies. Scripture: Ezekiel 37:3 Languages: English
Ezekiel's Vison of the dry bones
On the dangerous illness of a minister
Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDXIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Church Praying for their pastor when ill First Line: O thou, before whose gracious throne Lyrics: 1 O thou, before whose gracious throne,
We bow our suppliant spirits down,
View the sad breast, the streaming eye,
And let our sorrows pierce the sky.
2 Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel;
And all our trembling lips would tell;
Thou only canst assuage our grief—
And yield our woe-fraught hearts relief.
3 Tho' we have sinn'd and justly dread
The vengeance hovering o'er our head;
Yet, power benign, thy servant spare,
Nor turn aside thy people's prayer.
4 Avert thy swift descending stroke
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock,
Lest o'er the barren waste we stray,
To prowling wolves an easy prey.
5 Restore him sinking to the grave,
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save;
Back to our hopes and wishes give,
And bid our friend and father live.
6 Bound to each soul by tenderest ties,
In every breast his image lies;
Thy pitying aid O God, impart,
Nor rend him from each bleeding heart.
7 Yet if our supplications fail,
And prayers and tears can naught prevail,
Condemn'd on this dark desert coast,
To mourn our much lov'd leader lost:
8 Be thou his strength, be thou his stay:
Support him thro' the gloomy way,
Comfort his soul, surround his bed,
And guide him thro' the dreary shade.
9 Around him may thy angels wait,
Deck'd with their robes of heavenly state,
To teach his happy soul to rise,
And waft him to their native skies.
Languages: English
On the dangerous illness of a minister
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #HVII (1791) Topics: Praying for a Blessing Lyrics: 1 Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Our inmost thoughts perceive,
Accept the evening sacrifice,
Which now to thee we give.
2 We bow before thy gracious throne,
And think ourselves sincere:
But shew us, Lord, is every one
Thy real worshiper?
3 Is here a soul who knows thee not,
Nor feels his want of thee?
A stranger to the blood, which bought
His pardon on the tree?
4 Convince him now of unbelief,
His desperate state explain:
And his fill his heart with sacred grief,
And penitential pain.
5 Speak with that voice, which wakes the dead,
And bid the sleeper rise,
And bid his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.
6 Extort the cry, what must be done
To save a wretch like me?
How shall a trembling sinner shun
That endless misery?
7 I must this instant now begin
Out of my sleep to wake;
And turn to God, and every sin
Continually forsake.
8 I must for faith incessant cry,
And wrestle, Lord, with thee:
I must be born again, or die
To all eternity. Languages: English
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
The people's prayer for their minister
Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDXV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Church Praying for their minister First Line: With heavenly power, O Lord, defend Lyrics: 1 With heavenly power, O Lord, defend
Him whom we now to thee commend;
His person bless, his soul secure,
And make him to the end endure.
2 Gird him with all-sufficient grace;
Direct his feet in paths of peace;
Thy truth and faithfulness fulfil,
And help him to obey thy will.
3 Before him thy protection send;
O love him, save him to the end!
Nor let him, as thy pilgrim, rove
Without the convoy of thy love.
4 Enlarge, enflame, and fill his heart,
In him thy mighty power exert:
That thousands yet unborn may praise
The wonders of redeeming grace.
Languages: English
The people's prayer for their minister
Ezekiel's Vison of the dry bones
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCXLIV (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Burdened soul praying for relief First Line: Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye Lyrics: 1 Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye;
See Adam's race in ruin lie;
Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughter'd heaps around.
2 And can these mouldering corpses live?
And can these perish'd bones revive?
That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain
To prophesy upon the slain;
In vain they call, in vain they cry,
Till thine almighty aid is nigh.
4 But if thy spirit deign to breath,
Life spreads thro' all the realms of death:
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice;
They move, they waken, they rejoice:
5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the Heav'ns and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies. Scripture: Ezekiel 37:3 Languages: English
Ezekiel's Vison of the dry bones
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CCXXXVII (1790) Topics: Praying for a Blessing Lyrics: 1 Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Our inmost thoughts perceive,
Accept the evening-sacrifice,
Which now to thee we give.
2 We bow before thy gracious throne,
And think ourselves sincere:
But shew us, Lord, is every one
Thy real worshiper?
3 Is here a soul who knows thee not,
Nor feels his want of thee?
A stranger to the blood, which bought
His pardon on the tree?
4 Convince him now of unbelief,
His desperate state explain:
And his fill his heart with sacred grief,
And penitential pain.
5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead,
And bid the sleeper rise,
And bid his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.
6 Extort the cry, “What must be done
To save a wretch like me?
How shall a trembling sinner shun
That endless misery?
7 I must this instant now begin
Out of my sleep to wake;
And turn to God, and every sin
Continually forsake.
8 I must for faith incessant cry,
And wrestle, Lord, with thee:
I must be born again, or die
To all eternity. Languages: English
Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
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