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As pants the Hart for cooling Streams
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLII (1767) Lyrics: 1 As pants the Hart for cooling Streams,
When heated in the Chace;
So longs my Soul, Oh GOD! for thee,
And thy refreshing Grace:
For thee my Soul doth pine,
Thou Majesty divine!
Oh when shall I behold thy Face,
And drink of thy refreshing Grace?
2 Tears are my constant Food, while thus
Insulting Foes upbraid,
"Deluded Wretch, where's now thy GOD,
"And where his promis'd Aid?"
My Thoughts, with Grief, present
The Days I did frequent
Thy sacred House, my Vows to pay,
3 Why restless, why cast down, my Soul?
Trust GOD, he will employ
His Aid for thee, and change these Sighs
To thankful Hymns of Joy.
My Soul, tho' much distrest,
Thy Name, Oh GOD, hath blest;
Rememb'ring thee, and Sion still,
From Jordan's Bank, and Hermon's Hill.
4 One Trouble calls another on,
And bursting o'er my Head,
Fall spouting down, till round my Soul,
A roaring Sea is spread;'
Like Wares together roll'd,
Whose Rage is uncontroul'd,
My growing Sorrows gather round,
And still my Soul with Fear confound.
5 But when thy Presence, Lord of Life!
(As I have thee implor'd,)
Dispells at once this threat'ning Storm,
And hath a Calm restor'd;
My Soul shall bless thy Name,
Thy Goodness I'll proclaim;
To Thee I'll midnight Anthems raise,
And daily strive to sing thy Praise.
6 God of my Strength! how long shall I
Like one forgotten, mourn?
Forlorn, forsaken, and expos'd
To my Oppressor's Scorn;
While thus my Foes upbraid,
"Where's now thy promis'd Aid?"
"Thy empty Boastings are in vain,
Thy GOD will not relieve thy Pain."
11 Why restless, why cast down, my Soul?
Trust GOD, and he'll employ
His Aid for thee, and change these Sighs,
To thankful Hymns of Joy:
If thou wilt yet depend,
On GOD, thy only Friend;
The Praise of him thou yet shalt sing,
Who is thy Health's eternal Spring. Topics: Prayers When deprived ot the Opportunitys of attending in God's House Scripture: Psalm 42 Languages: English Tune Title: [As pants the hart for cooling streams]
As pants the Hart for cooling Streams
Gud, i mina unga dagar
Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #S76 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Gud, i mina unga dagar
Lär mig alltid tjäna dig,
Att jag gör, hvad dig behagar,
städse går på lifvets stig!
Lär mig bygga all min ro
På din nåd och Kristi tro,
Så att, hvad mig än må hända,
Intet kan mig från dig vända!
2 O, hur kan jag nånsin löna
Moders kärlek, faders vård,
All den huldhet, jag fått röna
I min lugna barndoms gård!
Men dock mycket mera än,
Fader uti himmelen,
Mig du älskat, mig du hägnat
Och med dina gåfvor fägnat.
3 Därför jag, o Gud, dig beder:
Lär mig först att älska dig!
Gif och nåd, att jag bereder
Fröjd åt dem, som vårdat mig,
At föräldrar, lära re!
Värdes ock mig krafter ge
Att i handling tack hembära
At min barndoms kyrka kära!
4 Fåglaran med glädje sjunga
I den klara, mogonväkt;
Liljorna på marken gunga,
Lifvade af vårens fläkt.
Låt ock mig till ditt behag
Ägna dig min lefnadsdag!
Skänk den sanna lefnadsfröjden,
Helga den med ljus från höjden!
5 Som det gröna träd i skogen
Växer friskt i sommarregn,
Låt mig växa, ren och trogen,
I ditt hulda fadershägn!
Vänd allt orent bort från mig,
Låt mig hafva rot i dig
Och mig hålla vid det ena,
Dig att älska, frukta, tjäna!
Languages: Swedish Tune Title: FREU DICH SEHR, O MEINE SEELE
Gud, i mina unga dagar
Gute Nacht
Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #A18 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 First Line: Gute Nacht, ihr meine Lieben Topics: Sterb- und Begräbniβlieder Scripture: Psalm 4:9 Languages: German Tune Title: [Gute Nacht, ihr meine Lieben]
Gute Nacht
Thy mercy, Lord, extend to me
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #LI (1767) Lyrics: 1 Thy Mercy, Lord, extend to me,
As thou wert ever kind;
Let me, oppress'd with Loads of guilt,
Thy wonted Mercy find:
Wash off my foul Offence,
And cleanse me from my Sin;
For I confess my Crime, and see
How very great my Guilt hath been.
2 Against thee, O my GOD, alone,
And only in thy Sight,
Have I transgress'd, and tho' condemn'd,
Must own thy Judgment right:
In Guilt each Part was form'd,
Of all this sinful Frame;
In Sin I was conceiv'd and born,
The hapless Heir of Guilt and Shame.
3 Yet thou, whose ever searching Eye,
Does inward Truth require,
In secret did'st with Wisdom's Laws
My tender Soul inspire.
With Hyssop purge me, LORD,
And so I clean shall be;
I shall with Snow in Whiteness vie,
When wahs'd and purify'd by thee.
4 Make me, O LORD, to hear with Joy,
Thy kind forgiving Voice;
That so the Bones which thou hast broke,
May with fresh Strength rejoice.
Blot out my crying Sins,
Nor me in Anger view;
Create in me a Heart that's clean,
A just and upright Mind renew.
Part II
5 Withdraw not thou thy Help, O LORD!
Nor cast me from thy Sight;
Nor let thy Holy Spirit take
Its everlasting Flight.
The Joy thy Favour gives,
Let me again obtain;
And thy free Spirit's firm Support,
My feeble fainting Soul sustain.
6 So I thy just and righteous Ways
To Sinners will impart;
Whilst my Advice shall wicked Men,
To thy just Laws convert.
My Guilt of Blood remove,
My Saviour and my GOD;
And my glad Tongue shall loudly tell,
Thy Truth and righteous Acts abroad.
7 Do thou, O LORD, unlock my Lips,
With Sorrow clos'd, and Shame;
So shall my Mouth thy wond'rous Praise,
To all the World proclaim.
Could Sacrifice atone,
Whole Flocks and Herds should die;
But on such Off'rings, LORD, thou do'st
Disdain to cast a gracious Eye.
8 A humble Spirit is alone,
By GOD most highly priz'd;
By him a contrite broken Heart,
Shall never be despis'd.
Let Sion ever be
Of thy good Will assur'd;
Let thy own City flourish long,
By strong and lofty Walls secur'd.
9 'Tis there the Righteous shall attend,
And pleasing Tribute pay;
And Sacrifice of choicest Kind,
Upon thy Altar lay. Topics: Description of Repentance; Prayers Of a Sinner to obtain Forgiveness of Sins; Prayers When zealous for the Knowledge and Fear of God Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English Tune Title: [Thy mercy, Lord, extend to me]
Thy mercy, Lord, extend to me
To my just Plea and sad Complaint
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XVII (1767) Lyrics: 1 To my just Plea and sad Complaint,
Attend, O righteous LORD!
And to my Pray'r, which is unfeign'd,
A gracious Ear afford.
As thou my Ways hast seen,
And I have upright been,
So let my righteous Sentence be;
For I resign my Cause to thee.
2 Thou, LORD, hast search'd my Heart by Day,
And visited by Night;
And on the strictest Trial found
Its secret Motions right;
Nor shalt thou only find
My Heart to Good inclin'd,
For I have purpos'd that my Tongue
Shall be restrain'd and speak no Wrong.
3 I know what wicked Men would do,
Their Safety to maintain;
But me thy just and mild Commands,
From bloody Paths restrain.
That from thy righteous Way
My Soul may never stray;
Do thou my Innocence secure,
And make my Footsteps ever sure.
4 Since heretofore I ne'er in vain
To Thee my Pray'r address'd,
O now, my GOD, incline thine Ear
To this my just Request.
The Wonders of thy Love
Let me, thy Servant prove,
Thou whose Right-hand doth oft engage,
To quell the bold Oppressor's Rage.
5 Oh! keep me in thy tend'rest Care!
Thy shelt'ring Wing stretch out,
To guard me safe from savage Foes,
That compass me about.
Their wicked Tongues blaspheme,
O LORD! thy holy Name,
Enclos'd in their own Fat they lie,
And GOD, and Man, at once defy.
61 Well may they boast, for they have now
Encompass'd me around,
Their Eyes at watch, their Bodies bow'd
And couching on the Ground:
In Treach'ry they engage,
Or, like the Lion rage,
When greedy searching for his Prey,
He lurks within a Covert Way.
7 Arise, O LORD! defeat their Plots,
Their swelling Rage controul:
From wicked Men, who are thy Sword,
Deliver thou my Soul:
From Men who still employ
Their Thoughts in worldly Joy;
Who find their Portion's here below,
And seek no higher Bliss to know.
8 Their Race is num'rous, that partake
Their Substance while they live;
Their Heirs survive, to whom they may
The vast Remainder give.
But in thy heav'nly Grace,
I'll seek thy glorious Face,
And when I 'wake, with Joy shall find,
Thy Image dwelling in my Mind.
reflected in my Soul. Topics: Prayers When percecuted; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English Tune Title: [To my just plea and sad complaint]
To my just Plea and sad Complaint
Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #XLIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes
Do Thou assert my Right,
Oh set me free, my GOD, from those
Who in Deceit delight;
Since thou'rt my only Stay,
Why mourn I all the Day?
Why leav'st thou me in deep Distress,
While daring Foes my Soul oppress?
2 Let me with Light and Truth be bless'd,
O let them lead the Way,
'Till on thy holy Hill I rest,
And in thy Temple pray;
Fresh Altars then I'll raise
To GOD; and Songs of Praise
To him, who is my only Joy,
Shall all my grateful Hours employ.
3 Why then cast down my Soul, and why
So much oppress'd with Care?
On GOD, thy GOD, for Aid rely,
Who will thy State repair:
On him alone depend,
For he's thy surest Friend;
And then his Praise thou yet shalt sing,
Who is thy Health's eternal Spring. Topics: Prayers When deprived ot the Opportunitys of attending in God's House; Prophecies Prophetical Curses against the Enemies and Persecutors of the Chruch Scripture: Psalm 43 Languages: English Tune Title: [Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes]
Just Judge of Heav'n, against my Foes
Gute Nacht
Hymnal: Church and Sunday School Hymnal with Supplement #G18 (1902) First Line: Gute Nacht, ihr meine Lieben Languages: German Tune Title: [Gute Nacht, ihr meine Lieben]
Gute Nacht
Praise to Thee and adoration
Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #AII (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Praise to Thee and adoration,
Blessed Jesus, Son of God,
Who, to serve Thine own creation,
Didst partake of flesh and blood;
Teach me that I never may
From Thy fold or pastures stray,
But with zeal and joy exceeding
Follow where Thy steps are leading.
2 Let me never, Lord, forsake Thee,
E'en though bitter pain and strife
On my way shall overtake me;
But may I through all my life
Walk in fervent love to Thee,
In all woes for comfort flee
To Thy birth, Thy death and passion;
Till I see Thy full salvation. Tune Title: [Praise to Thee and adoration]
Praise to Thee and adoration
Abba, Father! We Adore Thee
Author: Robert S. Hawker (1804-1873) Hymnal: The Believers Hymn Book with Music #2b (2011) First Line: Abba, Father! we adore Thee Tune Title: OLD 42nd
Abba, Father! We Adore Thee
Comfort, Comfort You My People
Author: Johannes G. Olearius; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #3 (1990) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Comfort, comfort you my people,
Tell of peace, thus saith our God;
Comfort those who sit in darkness
Bowed beneath oppression's load.
Speak ye to Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell them that their sins I cover,
And their warfare now is over.
2 For the herald's voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Bidding us to make repentance
Since the kingdom now is here.
O that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
Let the valleys rise in meeting
And the hills bow down in greeting.
3 Make ye straight what long was crooked,
Make the rougher places plain:
Let your hearts be true and humble,
As befits God's holy reign,
For the glory of the Lord
Now o'er earth is shed abroad;
And all flesh shall see the token
That God's word is never broken.
Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-8 Languages: English Tune Title: PSALM 42
Comfort, Comfort You My People
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