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My God, how endless is thy love!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #398 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently descend like earthly dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
and quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days:
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise. Languages: English
My God, how endless is thy love!
Hosannah with a cheerful sound
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #399 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Hosanna with a cheerful sound
To God's upholding hand!
Ten thousand snares our path surround,
And yet secure we stand.
2 How wondrous is that mighty pow'r
Which form'd us with a word!
And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The ev'ning rests our weary head,
And mercy guards the room.
We wake, and we admire the bed
That was not made our tomb.
4 The rising morn cannot assure,
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To take our lives away.
5 God is our Sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble frame lies safe at night
Beneath his shady wings.
Languages: English
Hosannah with a cheerful sound
Lord of my life! O may thy praise
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #400 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Lord of my life! O may thy praise
Employ my noblest pow'rs,
Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours!
2 Preserv'd by thy almighty arm,
I pass the shades of night,
Serene and safe from ev'ry harm,
And see returning light.
3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes,
In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes
And undisturb'd repose.
4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread,
And I unconscious lay;
Thy watchful care was round my bed,
To guard my feeble clay.
5 O let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From ev'ry trespass, ev'ry snare,
My heedless steps defend.
6 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise. Languages: English
Lord of my life! O may thy praise
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #401 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely pass'd the silent night:
Again I see the breaking shade,
I drink again the morning light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour;
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be:
My conscious soul resumes her pow'r,
And springs, my guardian God! to thee.
3 O guide me through the various maze,
My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread;
And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,
Where dangers press around my head.
4 A deeper shade shall soon impend;
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress:
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall break away;
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes:
Thy light shall give eternal day;
Thy love, the raptures of the skies. Languages: English
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #402 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul! and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 By influ'nce of the light divine,
Let thy own light to others shine;
Reflect all heav'ns propitious rays,
I ardent love and cheerful praise.
3 Lord! I my vows to thee renew:
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design to do or say;
That ll my pow'rs, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.
5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refresh'd me, while I slept!
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless light partake. Languages: English
Awake, my soul! and with the sun
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #403 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 To thee let my first off'rings rise,
Whose sun creates my day;
Swift as his gladd'ning influ'nce flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before!
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.
3 If bliss thy Providence impart,
For which, resign'd, I pray:
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
That, without guilt, is gay.
4 Affliction should'st thou please to send,
As sin's or folly's cure:
Patient, to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.
5 Be this and ev'ry future day
Still wiser than the past;
That, from the whole of life's survey,
I may find peace at last.
Languages: English
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
All praise to thee, my God! this night
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #404 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 All praise to thee, my God! this night,
For all the blessings of the light.
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings!
Beneath thy own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son,
The ill that I have ever done;
That with the world, myself, and thee,
I, e'er I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
To die, that this frail body may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
Languages: English
All praise to thee, my God! this night
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #405 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on,
Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days;
And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home:
But he forgives my follies past
And strength supplies for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow of my head:
His ever-watchful eye will keep
Its constant guard around my bed.
4 Faith in his name forbids my fear:
O may thy presence ne’er depart!
And in the morning may I bear
Thy loving kindness on my heart! Languages: English
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Indulgent God! whose bounteous care
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #406 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Indulgent god! whose bounteous care
O'er all thy works is shown:
O let my grateful praise and pray'r
Ascend before thy throne.
2 What mercies has this day bestow'd!
How richly hast thou bless'd!
My cup with plenty overflow'd,
With cheerfulness my breast.
3 Now may sweet slumbers close my eyes,
From pain and sickness free;
And let my waking thoughts arise,
To meditate on thee.
4 So bless each future day and night,
Till life's fond scene is o'er;
and then to realms of endless light
O let my spirit soar! Languages: English
Indulgent God! whose bounteous care
Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #407 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Lord! thou wilt hear me, when I pray;
I am forever thine:
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.
2 And, while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free;
’Tis sweet conversing on my bed,
With my own heart and thee.
3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice;
And, when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone. Languages: English
Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray
Interval of grateful shade
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #408 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Interval of grateful shade,
Welcome to my weary head!
Welcome, slumber, to my eyes,
Tir'd with glaring vanities.
2 My great Master still allows
Needful periods of repose:
By my heav'nly Father blest,
Thus, I give y pow'rs to rest.
3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name!
Night and day his love the same!
Far be each suspicious thought,
Ev'ry anxious care forgot!
4 Thou my ever-bounteous God!
Crown'st my days with various good.
Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep,
My defenseless hours shall keep.
5 What if death my sleep invade?
Should I be of death afraid?
While encircled by thine arm,
Death may strike, but cannot harm.
6 With thy heav'nly presence blest,
Death is life, and labour rest.
Welcome sleep or death to me,
Still secure, for still with thee!
Languages: English
Interval of grateful shade
Great God! we sing that mighty hand
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #409 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand,
By which supported, still we stand.
The op'ning year your mercy shows:
Let mercy, crown it, till it close.
2 By day, at night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian-care commit,
And peaceful, leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest:
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues;
Our helper God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast. Languages: English
Great God! we sing that mighty hand
God of our lives! thy constant care
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #410 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 The God of our lives! thy constant care
With blessings crowns each op'ning year.
These lives, so frail, dost thou prolong,
And wake anew our annnual song.
2 How many precious souls are fled
To the dark regions of the dead,
Since, from this day, the changing sun
Through his last yearly course has run!
3 We yet survive: but who can say,
Or through the year, or month, or day,
I shall retain my vital breath,
Thus far at least in league with death?
4 That breath is thine, eternal God!
'Tis thine to fix the soul's abode.
We hold our lives from thee alone,
On earth, or in the world unknown.
5 To thee we all our pow'rs resign;
Make us and own us still as thine:
Then shall we smile, secure from fear,
Though death should blast the rising year.
6 Thy children, eager to be gone,
Bid time's impetuous tide roll on,
And land them on that blooming shore
Where years and death are known no more. Languages: English
God of our lives! thy constant care
Remark my soul! the narrow bounds
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #411 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 Remark, my soul! the narrow bounds
Of the revolving year.
How swift the weeks complete their rounds!
How short the months appear!
2 So fast eternity comes on,
And that important,
When all that mortal life has done
God's judgment shall survey.
3 Yet like an idle tale we pass
The swift advancing year;
And study artful ways t' increase
The speed of its career.
4 Waken, O God! my trifling heart,
Its great concern to see;
That I may act the Christian part,
And give the year to thee.
5 Thus shall their course more grateful run,
If future years arise;
And bear me, swift as time can move,
To joy that never dies. Languages: English
Remark my soul! the narrow bounds
Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #412 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name;
His goodness, and thy bliss proclaim.
For thee each blessing largely flows,
That freedom's lib'ral hand bestows.
2 Thy children are secure and blest;
Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest;
He feeds thy sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 Thy changing seasons he ordains,
Thine early and thy latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And well the springing corn defends.
4 But he hath nobler works and ways,
To call his people to his praise:
To all our land his laws are shown;
His gospel's through the nation known.
Languages: English
Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name
How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #413 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From thee our varied comforts spring:
Th' extended trade, the fruitful skies,
The blessings liberty bestows,
Th' eternal joys te gospel shows—
All from thy boundless goodness rise.
2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store,
That pours from ev'ry foreign shore;
Science and art their charms display:
Religion teaches us to raise
Our voices to our Maker's praise,
As truth and conscience point the way.
3 With grateful hearts, with joyful songs;
His pow'r and mercy we proclaim:
This land through ev'ry age shall own,
Jehovah here has fix'd his throne,
And triumph in his mighty name.
4 Long as the moon her course shall run,
Or man behold the circling sun,
O still may God amidst us reign:
Crown our just counsels with success,
With peace and joy our borders bless,
And all our sacred rights maintain. Languages: English
How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
In vain opposing nations rage
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #414 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 In vain opposing nations rage,
If God with us abide:
One word of his dissolves their strength,
And humbles all their pride.
2 His wisdom sees correction meet;
He gives the dread command,
And war its desolation spreads
Through ev'ry trembling land.
3 His purpose wrought, again he speaks,
And desolations cease;
War's loud alarms are heard no more,
And all the world is peace.
4 Mortals, adore his sov'reign pow'r,
Nor dare provoke his rod:
Through all your various tribes be still,
And know that he is God.
Languages: English
In vain opposing nations rage
While sounds of war are heard around
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #415 (1814) Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 While sounds of war are heard around,
And death and ruin strew the ground:
To thee we look, on thee we call,
The Parent and the Lord of all.
2 Thou, who hast stamp'd on human kind
The image of a heav'n-born mind,
And in a Father’s wide embrace
Hast cherished all the kindred race;
3 O see, with that insatiate rage
Thy sons their impious battles wage;
How spreads destruction like a flood,
And brothers shed their brothers' blood!
4 See guilty passions spring to birth,
And deeds of hell deform the earth;
Whilst righteousness and justice mourn,
And love and pity droop forlorn.
5 Great God! whose pow'rful hand can bind
The raging waves, the furious wind,
O bid the human tempest cease,
And hush the madd'ning world to peace.
6 With rev'rence may each hostile land
Hear and obey that high command,
Thy Son’s blest errand from above:—
“My creatures, live in mutual love!” Languages: English
While sounds of war are heard around
God, to correct the world
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #416 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 God, to correct the world,
In wrath is slow to rise;
But comes at length, in thunder cloth'd,
And darkness veils the skies.
2 His banners, lifted high,
The nations' God declare,
And, stain'd with blood, with terrors mark'd,
Spread wonder and despair.
3 All earthly pomp and pride
Are in his presence lost;
Empires o'erturned, thrones, sceptres, crowns,
In wild confusion tost.
4 While war and wo prevail,
And desolation wide;
In God, the sov'reign Lord of all,
The righteous still confide.
5 Mysterious is the course
Of his tremendous way:
His path is in the trackless winds,
And in the foaming sea.
6 Yet, though now wrapt in clouds,
And from our view conceal'd
The righteous Judge will soon appear,
In majesty reveal'd!
7 He'll curb the lawless pow'r,
The deadly wrath of man;
And all the windings will unfold
Of his own gracious plan.
8 The sons of tyranny,
In ruin shall be hurl'd;
And light, and liberty, and bliss,
Embrace the new-born world.
Languages: English
God, to correct the world
O come, behold a scene of dread!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #417 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 O come, behold a scene of dread!
Behold a world with slaughter spread!
And know, 'tis God who bids each land
thus feel the terrors of his hand.
2 'Tis his again the earth to cheer,
To break the bow, to snap the spear,
To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car,
And hush the tumult of the war.
3 Behold us, Lord! oppress'd with woe,
And exil'd from thy care we go:
Rebuk'd for sin, chastis'd by thee,
Grant us again thy face to see.
4 O thou, the God whom we adore!
Our breaches heal, our peace restore.
Our hope on man repos'd in vain,
O let thy strength, great God! sustain.
5 The objects of thy tend'rest love
O save, propitious from above!
Let us with them thy mercy share,
And hear, O hear our ceaseless pray'r.
Languages: English
O come, behold a scene of dread!
We feel thy awful chast'ning rod
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #418 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 We feel thy awful chast'ning rod,
Thy sovereign justice we adore;
Yet we approach thy feet, O God,
Thy boundless mercy to implore.
2 Teach us to mourn for all our guilt;
May reformation fill the land;
No more may human blood be spilt,
But love and joy each heart expand.
3 To thee, O Lord, to thee alone,
We look for help, while drown'd in tears.
Send down salvation from thy throne;
Subdue our hearts, remove our fears.
4 Unite our souls to trust thy grace;
Portentous, angry clouds dispel;
Let party-feuds no more have place,
Nor tongues be "set on fire of hell."
5 May the kind spirit of thy Son
Preside and rule in ev'ry soul;
That wars may cease, thy will be done,
And praise resound from pole to pole. Languages: English
We feel thy awful chast'ning rod
O Lord, our fathers oft have told
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #419 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 O Lord, our fathers oft have told,
In our attentive ears,
Thy wonders in their days perform'd,
And in more ancient years.
2 ’Twas not their courage, nor their sword,
To them salvation gave;
’Twas not their number, nor their strength
That did their country save.
3 But thy right hand, thy pow'rful arm;
Whose succor they implor'd—
Thy Providence protected those,
Who thy great name ador'd.
4 As thee, their God, our fathers own'd,
So thou art still our King;
O therefore, as thou didst to them,
To us deliv'rance bring.
5 To thee, the glory we'll ascribe,
From whom salvation came;
In God our shield we will rejoice,
And ever bless thy name.
Languages: English
O Lord, our fathers oft have told
Now may the God of grace and pow'r
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #420 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Now may the God of grace and pow'r
Attend his people’s humble cry;
Defend them in the needful hour,
And send deliv'rance from on high.
2 In his salvation is our hope;
And in the name of Israel’s God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up
Our navies spread their flags abroad.
3 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts;
Our surest expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heav’nly hosts.
4 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear;
Now let our hope be firm and strong;
Till the salvation shall appear,
And hymns of peace conclude our song. Languages: English
Now may the God of grace and pow'r
Great framer of unnumber'd worlds
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #421 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Great framer of unnumber'd worlds,
And whom unnumber'd worlds adore!
Thy goodness all thy creatures share,
And nature trembles at thy pow'r.
2 While suppliant crowds implore thine aid,
To thee we raise the humble cry:
Thine alter is the contrite heart;
Thine incense a repentant sigh.
3 But if injustice grind the poor,
Or av'rice stain the sordid hand,
Or stern ambition thirst for blood,
Or rude oppression waste the land:
4 The God, who hears the orphan's cry,
The martyr's pray'r, and pris'ner's groan,
Still list'ning to the poor opprest,
Would spurn th' oppressor from him throne.
5 Yet, though enormous crimes abound,
Should but a genuine sorrow rise;
And, as new troubles threaten round
'Midts wasting wars and angry skies,
6 Should, in her sober hour, our land
Confess thy hand and bless the rod:
Thou still wouldst love to be her friend,
Who lov'd to own thee as her God. Languages: English
Great framer of unnumber'd worlds
When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #422 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe,
Before Jehovah stood,
And with an humble fervent pray'r,
For guilty Sodom sued;
2 With what success, what wondrous grace,
Was his petitions crown'd!
The Lord would spare, if in the place
Ten righteous men were found.
3 And could a single, pious soul
So rich a boon obtain?
Good God! and shall a nation cry,
And plead with thee in vain?
4 Are not the righteous dear to thee,
Now, as in ancient times?
Or does this sinful land exceed
Gomorrah in its crimes!
5 Still are we thine, we bear thy name,
Here yet is thine abode.
Long has thy presence blest our land:
Forsake us not, O God!
6 O may our people, rulers, priests,
Thy choicest blessings share;
And know thee by that glorious name,
"The God who heareth pray'r!"
Languages: English
When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe
Thy gracious favour, Lord! display
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #423 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Thy gracious favour, Lord! display,
Which we have long implor'd;
And, for thy wondrous mercies sake,
Thy wonted aid afford.
2 God's answer patiently I'll wait;
For he, with glad success,
If they no more to folly turn,
His morning saints will bless.
3 To all, that fear his holy name,
His sure salvation's near;
And in its former happy state,
Our nation shall appear.
4 Truth from the earth shall spring, whilst heav'n
Shall streams of justice pour;
And God, from whom all blessings flow,
Shall endless plenty show'r.
Languages: English
Thy gracious favour, Lord! display
Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #424 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear
Propitious to his people's pray'r;
And, though deliv'rance long delay,
Answers in his well chosen day.
2 Salvation doth to God belong;
His pow'r and grace shall be our song;
The tribute of our love we bring
To thee our Saviour and our King.
3 O temples, guarded from the flame,
Shall echo thy triumphant name;
And ev'ry peaceful private home
To thee a temple shall become.
4 Still be it our supreme delight
To walk us in thy honour'd sight;
Still in thy precepts and thy fear
Till life's last hour, to persevere.
5 O when shall time the period bring,
When peace shall stretch her balmy wing
O'er ev'ry land and ev'ry shore,
And raging war shall waste no more!
Languages: English
Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear
Had not the Lord, may Israel say
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #425 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Had not the Lord, may Isr'el say,
Had not the Lord maintain'd our side,
When men, to make our lives a prey,
Rose like the swelling of the tide;
2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath,
So fiercely did the waters roll,
We had been swallow'd up in death;
Proud waters had o'erwhelmed our soul.
3 For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who broke the fowlers' deadly snare;
Who sav'd us from the threat'ning sword,
And made our lives his watchful care.
4 Our help is in Jehovah's name,
Who form'd the earth and built the skies;
Who still upholds all nature's frame
And guards his church with watchful eyes.
Languages: English
Had not the Lord, may Israel say
Now let our songs address the God of peace
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #426 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Now let our songs address the God of peace,
Who bids the tumult of the battle cease;
The pointed spears to pruning hooks he bends,
And the broad falchion in the plough-share ends.
His pow'rful word unites contending nations
In kind embrace and friendly salutations.
2 While we beneath our vines and fig-trees sit,
Or thus within thy sacred temple meet,
Accept, great God! the tribute of our song,
And all the mercies of this day prolong.
Then spread thy peaceful word thro' ev'ry nation,
That all the earth may hail thy great salvation. Languages: English
Now let our songs address the God of peace
Peace! the welcome sound proclaim
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #427 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Peace! the welcome sound proclaim;
Dwell with rapture on the theme.
Loud, still louder swell the strain:
Peace on earth! good-will to men!
2 Breezes! whisp'ring soft and low,
Gently murmur as ye blow,
Now, when was and discord cease,
Praises to the God of peace.
3 Ocean's billows far and wide,
Rolling in majestic pride!
Loud, still louder swell the strain:
Peace on earth! good-will to men!
4 Vocal songsters of the grove!
Sweetly chant in notes of love,
Now, when war and discord cease,
Praises to the God of peace.
5 Mortals, who these blessings feel!
Christians who before him kneel!
Loud, still louder swell the strain:
Peace of earth, good-will to men!
Languages: English
Peace! the welcome sound proclaim
And will the great eternal God
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #428 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 And will the great eternal God
On earth establish his abode?
And will he, from his radiant throne,
Regard our temples for his own?
2 We bring the tribute of our praise;
And sing that condescending grace,
Which to our notes will lend an ear,
And call us sinful mortals near.
3 Our Father's watchful care we bless,
Which guards our house of pray'r in peace,
That no tumultuous foes invade,
To fill the worshippers with dread.
4 These walls we to thy honour raise;
Long may they echo with thy praise;
And thou, descending, fill the place
With choicest tokens of thy grace.
5 And in the great decisive day,
When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear
That crowds were born to glory here!
Languages: English
And will the great eternal God
In sweet exalted strains
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #429 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 In sweet exalted strains,
The King of Glory praise:
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days;
He with a nod the world controls,
Sustains or sinks the distant poles.
2 To earth he bends his throne,
His throne of grace divine;
Wide is his bounty known
And wide his glories shine.
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest,
Is with his smiles and presence blest.
3 Then King of glory! come;
And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy dome,
This people as thy own.
Within this house O deign to show,
How God can dwell with men below.
4 Here may thine ears attend
Our interceding cries,
And grateful praise ascend
All fragrant to the skies.
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread the joys of heav'n around.
5 Here may th' attentive throng
Imbibe thy truth and love;
And converts join the song
Of Seraphim above;
And willing crowds surround thy board,
With sacred joy and sweet accord.
6 In peace, here may our sons
And daughters sound thy praise;
and shine like polish'd stones,
Though long succeeding days.
Here Lord! display thy saving pow'r,
While churches stand and saints adore. Languages: English
In sweet exalted strains
Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #430 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent
His ministers to preach his word;
They through the world obedient went,
And spread the gospel of their Lord.
2 "Go forth, ye heralds, in my name;
Bid the whole earth my grace receive;
The gospel jubilee proclaim,
And call them to repent and live.
3 "The joyful news to all impart,
And teach them where salvation lies;
Bind up the broken bleeding heart,
And wipe the tear from weeping eyes.
4 "Be wise as serpents where you go,
But harmless as the peaceful dove;
And let your heav'n-taught conduct show,
That you're commission'd from above.
5 "Freely from me ye have receiv'd;
Freely in love to others give:
Thus shall your doctrines be believ'd,
And by your labour sinners live."
6 Happy those servants of the Lord,
Who thus their Master's will obey
How rich, how full is their reward,
Reserv'd until the final day! Languages: English
Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent
Great Lord of all angels! we adore
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #431 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 Great Lord of angels! we adore
The grace that builds thy courts below;
And, midst ten thousand sons of light
Stoops to regard what mortals do!
2 Amidst the wastes of time and death,
Successive pastors thou dost raise,
Thy kingdom and thy truth to spread,
And form a people for thy praise.
3 At length, dismiss'd from feeble clay,
Thy servants join th'angelick band,
With them through distant worlds they fly,
With them before thy presence stand.
4 O blest employment! glorious hope!
Sweet lenitive of grief and care!
When shall we reach those radiant courts,
And all their joys and honours share?
5 Yet while these labours we pursue,
Tho' distant from thy heav'nly throne,
Give us a zeal and love like theirs,
And half their heav'n shall here be known.
Languages: English
Great Lord of all angels! we adore
O thou, before whose gracious throne
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #432 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 O thou, before whose gracious throne
We bow our suppliant spirits down,
Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel,
And all our trembling lips would tell.
2 Avert thy swift desolating stroke,
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock;
Restore him, sinking to the grave,
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save;
3 But if our supplications fail,
And prayer's and tears cannot prevail:
Be thou his strength, be thou his stay:
Support him through the gloomy way.
4 Around him may thy angels stand,
Waiting the signal of thy hand,
To bid his happy spirit rise,
And bear him to their native skies. Languages: English
O thou, before whose gracious throne
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #433 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For a Congregation Lyrics: 1 Now let our drooping hearts revive,
And let our tears be dry;
Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief
Which view a Saviour nigh?
2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The agèd and the young,
The watchful eye, in darkness clos'd,
And mute th’instructive tongue:
3 Th' eternal shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;
His eye still guides us, and his voice
Still animates our heart.
4 The pow'rs of nature, Lord! are thine,
And thine the aids of grace.
Thine arm has borne thy churches up,
Through ev'ry rising race.
5 Extert thy sacred influ'nce here;
Thy mourning servants bless.
O change to strains of cheerful praise
Their accents of distress. Languages: English
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Consider all my sorrows, Lord!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #434 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Consider all my sorrows, Lord!
And thy deliv'rance send.
My soul for thy salvation faints;
When will my troubles end?
2 Yet I have found, 'tis good for me
To bear my Father's rod;
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.
3 This is the comfort I enjoy
When new distress begins;
I read thy word, I run thy ways,
And hate my former sins.
4 Had not thy word been my delight,
When earthly joys were fled;
My soul, oppress'd with sorrow's weight
Had sunk amongst the dead.
5 I know, thy judgments, Lord! are right,
Though they may seem severe;
The sharpest suff'rings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care. Languages: English
Consider all my sorrows, Lord!
Peace, my complaining heart!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #435 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Peace, my complaining heart!
Ye busy cares, be still!
Adore the just, the sov'reign Lord,
Nor murmur at his will.
2 'Tis wisdom guides his hand;
Nor dares my guilty fear,
Amidst the sharpest pains I feel,
Pronounce his hand severe.
3 To soften ev'ry stroke,
Indulgent mercy bends;
And, unrepining when I plead,
His gracious ear attends.
4 Let me reflect with awe,
Whene'er my heart complains:
Compar'd with what my sins deserve,
How easy are my pains!
5 Yes, Lord, I own thy hand,
Thou just, and wise, and kind!
Be ev'ry anxious thought suppress'd,
And all my soul resign'd. Languages: English
Peace, my complaining heart!
Diseases are thy servants, Lord!
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #436 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Diseases are thy servants, Lord!
they come at thy command.
I'll not attempt a murmuring word
Against thy chast'ning hand.
2 I'm but a sojourner below,
As all my fathers were:
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear.
3 But, if my life be spar'd awhile,
Before my last remove:
Thy praise shall be my business still,
And I'll declare thy love. Languages: English
Diseases are thy servants, Lord!
My soul, the awful hour will come
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #437 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 My soul, the awful hour will come,
Apace it passeth on,
To bear this body to the tomb,
And thee to scenes unknown.
2 My heart, long lab'ring with its woes,
Shall pant and sink away;
And you, my eye-lids, soon shall close
On the last glimm'ring ray.
3 Whence in that hour shall I receive
A cordial for my pain,
When, if earth's monarchs were my friends,
Those friends would weep in vain?
4 Great King of nature and of grace!
To thee my spirit flies,
And opens all its deep distress
Before thy pitying eyes.
5 All its desires to thee are known,
And ev'ry secret fear;
The meaning of each broken groan
Well-notic'd by thine ear.
6 O fix me by that mighty pow'r,
Which to such love belongs,
Where darkness veils the eyes no more,
And groans are chang'd to songs.
Languages: English
My soul, the awful hour will come
How vast is the tribute I owe
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #438 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 How vast is the tribute I owe
Of gratitude, homage, and praise
To the giver of all I possess,
The life and the length of my days!
2 When the sorrows I boded were come,
I pour'd out my sighs and my tears;
And to him, who alone can relieve,
My soul breath'd her vows and her pray'rs.
3 When my heart throbb'd with pain and alarm,
When paleness my cheek overspread,
When sickness pervaded my frame;--
Then my soul on my Maker was staid.
4 When death's awful image was nigh,
And no mortal was able to save;
Thou didst brighten the valley of death,
And illumine the gloom of the grave.
5 In mercy thy presence dispels
the shades of calamity's night,
And turns the sad scene of despair
to a morning of joy and delight.
6 Great source of my comforts restor'd!
Thou healer and balm of my woes!
Thou hope an desire of my soul!
On thy mercy I'll ever repose.
7 How boundless the gratitude due
To thee, O thou God of my praise!
The fountain of all I possess,
The life and the light of my days! Languages: English
How vast is the tribute I owe
Firm was my health, my day was bright
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #439 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright,
And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
Pleasure and peace shall ne’er depart.
2 But I forgot, thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long;
And, when thy face was turn'd aside,
My health was gone, my comforts died.
3 Hear me, O God of grace, I said,
And raise me from among the dead:
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt.
4 I will extol thee, Lord, on high:
At thy command diseases fly.
Who but a God can speak and save
From the dark borders of the grave?
5 Thine anger but a moment stays;
Thy love is life and lengths of day.
Though grief and tears the night employ,
The morning-star restores the joy.
Languages: English
Firm was my health, my day was bright
I love the Lord; he heard my cries
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #440 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 I love the Lord; he heard my cries,
and pity'd ev'ry groan:
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to his throne.
2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear;
And chased my griefs away.
O let my heart no more despair,
While I have breath to pray!
3 Among the saints that fill thine house,
My off'ring shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.
4 The Lord behold me sore distrest;
He bade my pains remove.
Return, my soul, to God, thy rest;
For thou hast known his love. Languages: English
I love the Lord; he heard my cries
Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #441 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand
In ev'ry chast'ning stroke;
And while I smart beneath thy rod,
Thy presence I invoke.
2 To thee in my distress I cried,
And thou hast bow'd thy ear;
Thy pow'rful word prolong'd my life,
And brought salvation near.
3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness,
That, with the pious throng,
I may record my solemn vows,
And tune my grateful song.
4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand
Renews our lab'ring breath:
Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints
Triumphant e'en in death.
5 My God, in thine appointed hour
Those heav'nly gates display,
Where pain and sin, and fear and death
For ever flee away.
6 There, while the nations of the bless'd,
With raptures bow around;
My anthems to deliv'ring grace,
In sweeter strains shall sound.
Languages: English
Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand
When o'er the trodden paths of life
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #442 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 When o'er the trodden paths of life,
Backwards I turn mine eyes:
What varied scenes, throughout the road,
Awaken my surprise!
2 Thousands, to whom my natal hour
Imparted vital breath,
Just look'd on life, and clos'd their eyes
In the fast sleep of death.
3 Thousands, who climb'd to manhood's stage;
Safe through unnumber'd snares;
Travell'd not far, before they sunk
Amidst its thorns and cares.
4 Follow'd through ev'ry changing stage,
With goodness all my days:
Deny me not a heart to love,
A tongue to speak thy praise.
5 Ten thousand thousand thanks to thee,
Echo along the road.
O may I join those endless songs,
That fill thy blest abode. Languages: English
When o'er the trodden paths of life
The God of love will sure indulge
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #443 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 The God of love will sure indulge
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh,
When righteous persons fall around,
When tender friends and kindred die.
2 Yet not one anxious murm'ring thought
Should with our mourning passions blend;
Nor should our bleeding hearts forget
Th' almighty ever-living Friend.
3 Parent, Protector, Guardian, Guide!
Thou art each tender name in one.
On thee we cast our ev'ry care,
And comfort seek from thee alone.
4 Our Father God, to thee we look,
Our rock, our portion, and our Friend!
And on thy gracious love and truth
Our sinking souls shall still depend. Languages: English
The God of love will sure indulge
Must friends and kindred droop and die
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #444 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Must friends and kindred droop and die,
And helpers be withdrawn;
While sorrow, with a weeping eye
Counts up our comforts gone?
2 Be thou our comfort, mighty God!
Our helper and our friend;
Nor leave us in this dang'rous road,
Till all our trials end.
3 O may our feet pursue the way
Our pious fathers led;
With love and holy zeal obey
The counsels of the dead.
4 Let us be wean'd from earthly joys;
Let hope our grief dispel,
While dead in Jesus shall arise,
In endless bliss to dwell. Languages: English
Must friends and kindred droop and die
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #445 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 When blooming youth is snatch'd away
By death's resistless hand,
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
2 While pity prompts the rising sigh,
O may this truth, imprest
With awful pow'r,--I too must die,
Sink deep in ev'ry breast.
3 Let this vain world delude no more;
Behold the gaping tomb!
It bids us seize the present hour;
To-morrow death may come.
4 The voice of this alarming scene,
May ev'ry heart obey;
Nor be the heav'nly warming vain,
Which calls to watch and pray. Languages: English
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
Life is a span, a fleeting hour
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #446 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour;
How soon the vapour flies!
Man is a tender transient flow'r,
That e'en in blooming dies.
2 Death spreads like winter's frozen arms,
And beauty smiles no more.
Ah! where are now those rising charms,
Which pleas'd our eyes before?
3 The once lov'd form, now cold and dead,
Each mournful thought employs;
And nature weeps her comforts fled,
And wither'd all her joys.
4 But wait the interposing gloom,
And lo! stern winter flies;
And, drest in beauty's fairest bloom,
The flow'ry tribes arise.
5 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,
When what we now deplore
Shall rise in full immortal prime,
And bloom to fade no more.
6 Then cease, fond nature! cease thy tears;
Religion points on high:
There everlasting spring appears,
And joys that cannot die.
Languages: English
Life is a span, a fleeting hour
Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #447 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears
Flow o'er your children dead:
Say not in transports of despair,
That all your hopes are fled.
2 While cleaving to that darling dust,
In fond distress ye lie;
Rise, and with joy and rev'rence view
A heavenly parent nigh.
3 "I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord,
"In my own house a place;
"No names of daughters and of sons
"Could yield so high a grace.
4 "Transient and vain is ev'ry hope
A rising race can give;
In endless honour and delight
My children all shall live."
5 We welcome, Lord! those rising tears,
Through which thy face we see,
And bless those wounds, which thro' our hearts
Prepare a way for thee. Languages: English
Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears
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