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Morning has broken, like the first morning
Author: Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 93 hymnals Topics: Morning; Children and All-Age Worship; Creation; Creation and the Environment; Praise Scripture: Genesis 1:1-5 Used With Tune: BUNESSAN
Morning has broken, like the first morning
Come, and Let Us Drink of That New River
Author: St. John of Damascus; J. M. Neale Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Come, let us drink of that new river
Come, and Let Us Drink of That New River
Praise and thanksgiving
Author: Albert F. Bayly, 1901-1984 Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 32 hymnals Topics: Harvest Scripture: 2 Corinthians 9:15 Used With Tune: BUNESSAN
Praise and thanksgiving
Now By God's Mercy
Author: James Carson Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Now by God's mercy are we all entrusted Topics: Missions and Witness; Proclamation/Testimony; Profession of Faith; Sending/Commission; Vocation, Ministry Scripture: 2 Corinthians 4:1-6 Used With Tune: SLANE
Now By God's Mercy
How Shall the Wise Be Proud of Their Wisdom
Author: Christopher M. Idle Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: [How Shall the Wise Be Proud of Their Wisdom] Scripture: Jeremiah 9:24 Text Sources: Light Upon the River (Hope Publishing Company,, 1998)
How Shall the Wise Be Proud of Their Wisdom
God of the Ages, History's Maker
Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: God Praise to God Scripture: Psalm 90:2 Used With Tune: BUNESSAN
God of the Ages, History's Maker
Hallowed Church Bell, Not For Earthly Centers
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Hallowed church bell not for earthly centers Lyrics: 1 Hallowed church bell, not for worldly centers
Wast thou made but for the village small,
Where thy toll, as home and hearth it enters,
Blends with lullabies at even fall.
2 When a child, and in the country dwelling,
Christmas morning seemed my heav'n on earth,
And thy chimes, like angel voices swelling,
Told with joy of my Redeemer’s birth.
3 Louder still thy joyful tones resounded
When, on wings of early morning borne,
They proclaimed: Awake with joy unbounded,
Christ arose this blessed Easter morn.
4 Sweeter even was thy toll when blending
With the calm of summer's eventide,
And, like voices from the sky descending,
They did bid me lay all care aside.
5 Hence, as now the day is softly ending,
Shadows fall, and birds ascend their nest,
With the flow'rs my head in silence bending,
I am chanting with my soul at rest:
6 "When at last, O church bell, thou art tolling
O’er my grave as loved ones weep and sigh,
Say to them, their troubled hearts consoling:
He is resting with the Lord on high!'" Topics: Morning and Evening Used With Tune: [Hallowed church bells, not for earthly centers]
Hallowed Church Bell, Not For Earthly Centers
Told of God's favor
Author: Richard Leach Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Told of God's favor, told of God's purpose
Told of God's favor
Down From Heav'n Winging
Author: Elliot Stock Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Down from Heav’n winging Lyrics: 1 Down from Heav’n winging,
Angels come singing,
Joyous news bringing
Of Christ our Lord.
All ye confiding
In love unchiding,
Hail this good tiding
Of Christ our Lord.
2 Ye who in sadness,
Mourning sin’s madness,
Dare not in gladness
Welcome your Lord;
Leave the world’s Babel,
Seek this poor stable—
Ah! ’tis no fable—
Come, see your Lord.
3 Sinful and holy,
Great ones and lowly,
Yield your hearts wholly
Unto the Lord.
So life’s brief training,
In love unfeigning,
Ends in Heav’n gaining
Through Christ our Lord.
4 Learn what rich blessing,
Past all our guessing,
Comes through confessing
Jesus our Lord;
And, ever praising,
Love so amazing,
Join now in raising
Songs to our Lord. Used With Tune: BUNESSAN Text Sources: A Selection of One Hundred Tunes Composed by Josiah Booth (London: Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Company, 1909)
Down From Heav'n Winging
In His Own Raiment Clad
Author: Edward Monro Meter: 10.9.10.9 Appears in 32 hymnals First Line: In His own raiment clad, with His blood dyed Lyrics: 1. In His own raiment clad, with His blood dyed;
Women walk sorrowing by His side.
Heavy that cross to Him, weary the weight;
One who will help Him waits at the gate.
2. See! they are traveling on the same road;
Simon is sharing with Him the load.
O whither wandering bear they that tree?
He who first carries it, who is He?
3. Follow to Calvary; tread where He trod,
He who for ever was Son of God.
You who would love Him stand, gaze at His face:
Tarry a while on your earthy race.
4. As the swift moments fly, through the blest week,
Read the great story the cross will teach.
Is there no beauty to you who pass by,
In that lone figure which marks that sky?
5. On the cross lifted Thy face we scan,
Bearing that cross for us, Son of Man.
Thorns form Thy diadem, rough wood Thy throne;
For us Thy blood is shed, us alone.
6. No pillow under Thee to rest Thy head;
Only the splintered cross is Thy bed.
Nails pierced Thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear;
No voice is nigh to say help is near.
7. Shadows of midnight fall, though it is day:
Thy friends and kinsfolk stand far away.
Loud is Thy bitter cry; sunk on Thy breast
Hangeth Thy bleeding head without rest.
8. Loud scoffs the dying thief, who mocks at Thee;
Can it, my Savior, be all for me?
Gazing, afar from Thee, silent and lone,
Stand those few weepers Thou callest Thine own.
9. I see Thy title, Lord, inscribed above;
Jesus of Nazareth, King of Love.
What, O my Savior, here didst Thou see,
Which made Thee suffer and die for me?
10. “Child of My grief and pain, watched by My love;
I came to call thee to realms above.
I saw thee wandering far off from Me:
In love I seek for Thee; do not flee.
11. For thee My blood I shed, for thee alone;
I came to purchase thee, for Mine own.
Weep thou not for My grief, child of My love:
Strive to be with Me in Heaven above.
12. O I will follow Thee, Star of my soul,
Through the deep shades of life to the goal.
Yea, let Thy cross be borne each day by me;
Mind not how heavy, if but with Thee.
13. Lord, if Thou only wilt, make us Thine own,
Give no companion, save Thee alone.
Grant through each day of life to stand by Thee;
With Thee, when morning breaks, ever to be. Used With Tune: STORY OF THE CROSS Text Sources: A Supplement to Hymns Used in the Church of St. John the Evangelist, Leeds (Leeds, England: E. W. Sharp, 1864)
In His Own Raiment Clad
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