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To Thee, In Youth's Bright Morning

Author: Robert G. Staples Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 23 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: To Thee, in youth’s bright morning Lyrics: 1 To Thee, in youth’s bright morning Father of all, we pray; While thought and fancy dawning, Lead on the rising day; To Thee, in life’s last even, We’ll tune our feebler breath; Hear all our sins forgiven, And softly sleep in death. 2 When from death’s sleep we waken, No fears shall us surprise; All earthly things forsaken, What joys shall meet our eyes! With rapture then increasing, For ever we’ll rejoice; And praises never ceasing, Shall wake each tuneful voice. 3 Though vine nor fig tree either Its fruit or leaves should bear; Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there; Yet God, the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For while in Him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. Used With Tune: CHENIES

How Long, O Lord Our Saviour

Author: James G. Deck Appears in 68 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: The Lord's Coming Used With Tune: CHENIES

He hides within the lily

Author: William C. Gannett Appears in 31 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: CHENIES

O brothers, lift your voices

Author: Edward H. Bickersteth Appears in 68 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: CHENIES

The Lamb's Bridal

Author: Gerard Moultrie Appears in 16 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: The marriage feast is ready Lyrics: 1 The marriage feast is ready, The marriage of the Lamb, He calls the faithful children Of faithful Abraham: Now from the golden portals The sounds of triumph ring; The triumph of the Victor, The marriage of the King. 2 Nor sigh nor sorrow enter Where Jesus leads them in; Nor death may cross the threshold, Nor pain, nor fear, nor sin: Now shades of night and darkness Are past and fled away, Before the radiant brightness Of everlasting day. 3 No tear-drops stain that threshold, No weeping eyes are there; For God hath wiped all tear-drops, And God hath stilled all care: The sunlight of the Presence, The bright Shechinah-flame, Lights up the bridal banquet Of God and of the Lamb. Topics: Advent of Christ To Kingdom; Christ Bridegroom Scripture: Matthew 25:6 Used With Tune: CHENIES

The morn of truth is breaking

Author: Mary E. Butters Appears in 4 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: CHENIES

Light For All

Author: Joseph Gostlick Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 3 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: You cannot pay with money Lyrics: 1 You cannot pay with money The million sons of toil— The sailor on the ocean, The peasant on the soil; The laborer in the quarry, The hewer of the coal, Your coin pays hand and sinew, But cannot pay the soul. 2 You gaze on yon cathedral, Whose turrets meet the sky: Remember its foundations In earth and darkness lie; For, were not those foundations So darkly resting there, The tow’rs could never rise up So proudly in the air. 3 The workshop must be crowded That palaces be bright; If ploughman made no furrow, The poet could not write. Let every toil be hallowed, That man performs for man, And have its share of honor As part of one great plan. 4 See, light darts down from Heaven, And enters where it may; The eyes of all earth’s people Are cheered with one bright day. So let the mind’s true sunshine Be spread o’er earth so free, To fill the souls that labor As waters fill the sea. 5 A turner of the soil Need not have earthly mind; Nor digger in the coal field Be held by spirit blind: The mind can shed a light on All worthy labor done, And humble acts shine brightly With radiance of the sun. 6 The tailor and the cobbler, May lift their heads as men— Nobler than Alexander, If he could live again, And think of all his bloodshed, (And all for nothing, too!) And ask himself—What made I As useful as a shoe? 7 What cheers the musing student The poet, the divine? The thought that on his followers A brighter day will shine. Let every human labor Enjoy the vision bright— And let the thought from Heaven Be spread like Heav’n’s own light! 8 O ye who wield the pen, Rise like a band inspired, Ye poets, let your lyrics With hope for man be fired; Till earth becomes a temple, And every human heart Shall join in one great service, Each happy in his part. Used With Tune: CHENIES Text Sources: Tales, Essays, and Poems (London: Simpkin, Marshall, 1848)