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Gather Jewels for the King

Author: Myra Goodwin Plantz, 1856-1914 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O eager hand, what are you seeking? Lyrics: 1. O eager hand, what are you seeking? For the gold the rugged mountains keep? For the pure white pearls, their beauty lying ’Neath the tangled seaweed of the deep? Do you search the sands of distant river, Where the precious star-like diamonds hide? Do you wait beside some ocean ever, For the ships that left with morning tide? 2. O restless brain, what keeps you burning? Is it secrets hid in ancient lore? Or the mystic leaves of nature turning, Reading where so many failed before? Do you strive that ere the struggle closes Laurel crown at last may grace your head? For a glorious name enwreathed with roses, To live on when others are all dead? 3. O ransomed soul, for what the living? For what your labors, prayers and tears? Oh, what is worth the priceless giving— Time preparing for immortal years? Do you gather flowers that fade while blowing All their sweetness on the air of June? Do you rest where ripened grain is growing, Though the night-time cometh all too soon? 4. The gold of mountain, gems of ocean, Were worth struggling if life meant much less; But what repays a soul’s devotion, But that which eternal years will bless? Can the gold and gems of earth be taken When the King comes for His jewels bright? When the crowns of earth are all forsaken, And the spirit takes it upward flight? 5. There are jewels worth a life’s hard toiling Lost in sin and shame’s dark ocean waves, And gems that worldly rust is spoiling, And gold buried deep in living graves; Gather them, though billows cold are breaking, And the tempest bitterness may bring; Save those precious gems, though heart be aching; O, gather jewels for the King! 6. There is not a soul so black with sinning That the Lamb’s pure blood cannot restore; Then let all your strength be spent in winning The lost to loving arms once more. Then will life be like a peaceful river, And then death Well done! and crown will bring, While in His bright homes will shine forever All the jewels you gathered for the King. Used With Tune: BLOTT EN DAG Text Sources: Appeared posthumously in her Songs for Quiet Hours (New York: The Methodist Book Concern, 1915), pages 67-8

Lord, How Sweet Thy Joy That Ever Floweth

Author: Stephen Popovich Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lord, how sweet Thy joy that ever floweth Through Thy servants if Thy word we keep. For Thy Spirit in us will but flourish If Thy voice is cherished by Thy sheep. ’Twas the hour when first my knees were bended, As by faith I knelt before Thy call, That Thy joy this sinner first attended, And still sets, more deeply, as my goal. 2 Son of God, Thou stillest seas of anguish, As in Thee my fears and trouble cease. By Thy blood the evil one was vanquished. By Thy blood I know a heav’nly peace. For the cross hath torn the veil asunder To reveal God’s comfort in Thy face, If my mind Thy word of hope is under, And my heart is shielded by the faith. 3 Seed of Life, Thy word in me was planted That Thy Spirit once did germinate, And Thy love therein to me was granted, As to all who from death’s hold escape. O Thy love’s first sprouting I remember; May that memory help me cling to Thee, That my service to Thy body’s members Might a steady light of witness be. 4 In my heart the Spirit’s Abba, Father Lifts my eye to watch beyond the clouds, Where the fearsome Judge of Sinai’s altar Bends to dine with me ’neath Mamre’s bough. Love has banished fear of condemnation, For I know the cleansing of Thy blood, That secured divine propitiation And acceptance full in God’s Beloved. 5 Father God, Thou givest life in Jesus And have saved me from the wrath to come. I confess Thy ransom for my service Daily pales the labor I have done. May Thy Spirit strengthen me yet further And my life display Thy settled love, ’Till the praise of peace arise in fervor With resounding joy sent from above. Used With Tune: BLOTT EN DAG

Day by Day Thy Mercies, Lord, Attend Me

Author: Ernest Edwin Ryden; Carolina V. (Sandell) Berg, 1832-1903 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Day by day Thy mercies, Lord, attend me, O what comfort in this hope to rest! All that Thou in love divine dost send me, Draws me, Saviour, closer to Thy breast. Thou dost love more tenderly than ever Earthly father careth for his own: Sorrow’s heavy burden Thou wilt never Suffer me to carry all alone. 2 Thro’ life’s devious paths Thou e’er wilt guide me, For each need wilt give me plenteous grace; In temptation’s storms wilt safely hide me, Till in glory I behold Thy face. Thou hast promised for each day and hour Grace to trust, and strength to do Thy will: “As thy day is, so shall be thy power,” This the gracious word Thou speakest still. 3 O what joy, beneath Thy heav’nly favor, Trustingly to rest my soul in Thee; Help me, Lord, that I may never waver, Nor forget Thy loving care for me; For I know, no matter what betide me, Thou wilt ever hold me by the hand; With Thy presence, Saviour, here to guide me, I shall reach at last the goodly land. Amen. Used With Tune: [Day by day Thy mercies, Lord, attend me]

每一天 (Day by day)

Author: Lina S. Berg Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: 每一天所度過每一時刻 Used With Tune: [Day by day and with each passing moment]

Chaque instant de chaque jour

Author: Karolina W. Sandell-Berg, 1832-1903 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Chaque instant de chaque jour qui passe Refrain First Line: Et son coeur si patient, sitendre Topics: Réconfort et Consolation Used With Tune: DAY BY DAY Text Sources: Adapt. française

Nu som förr

Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: [Nu som förr] Used With Tune: [Nu som förr]

كل يوم في هذا الزمان

Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1) كلَّ يوم في هذا الزمانِ في التجاريبِ هو النصيرْ واثقا بربيَ المنانِ لست أخشى صولةَ الشريرْ صاحبُ القلب الكبيرِ ربي يُغدِقُ بكل ما أحتاجْ يبدل الهم وكل كربِ بارتياح وكذا ابتهاجْ 2) كل يوم رحمةَ يزيدُ كل ساعة معي يسيرْ يحمل الهمومَ ويسودُ فاسمه عجيبٌ وقديرْ والتزامُه ليَ أكيدُ مثل أيامي معي يكونْ إنه بالقوة يجودُ في وُعوده ليَ أمينْ 3) كل يوم وسط كل ضيقِ أُومِنُ بوعدك الأمينْ فهو في عزائك الرقيقِ وهو في كلامك الثمينْ في كفاحي شدَّدَنْ إيماني بيديك قدني في الجهادْ يعبُرُ الزمانُ والثواني بعدها سأدخل الأمجادْ Used With Tune: [كل يوم في هذا الزمان]