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Ah God, my days are dark indeed

Author: Hojer Hymnal: CBE #136 (1863) Lyrics: Ah God, my days are dark indeed, How oft this aching heart must bleed; The narrow way, how fill'd with pain, That I must pass ere heav'n I gain! How hard to teach this flesh and blood To seek alone th'Eternal Good! Ah whither now for comfort turn? For Thee, my Jesus, do I yearn, In Thee have I, howe'er distrest, Found ever counsel, aid, and rest; I cannot all forsaken be While still my heart can trust in Thee. Jesus, my only God and Lord, What sweetness in Thy name is stored! So dark and hopeless is no grief But Thy sweet Name can bring relief, So keen no sorrows' rankling dart But Thy sweet Name can heal my heart. The world can show no truth like Thine, And therefore will I not repine; I know Thou wilt forsake me not, Thy truth is fix'd, though dark my lot; Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep From every real harm Thou wilt keep. Jesus, my boast, my light, my joy, The treasure nought can e'er destroy, No words, no song that I can frame Speak half the sweetness of Thy name! They only all its power shall prove Whose hearts have learnt Thy faith and love. How many a time I've sadly said, Far better were it I were dead, Far better ne'er the light to see If I had not this joy in Thee; For he who hath not Thee in faith, His very life is merely death. Jesus, my Bridegroom and my crown, If Thou but smile, the world may frown, In Thee lie depths ofjoy untold, Far richer than her richest gold; Whene'er I do but think of Thee, Thy dews drop down and solace me; Whene'er I hope in Thee, my Friend Thy comfort and Thy peace descend; Whene'er in grief I pray and sing, I feel new courage in me spring; Thy Spirit witnesses that this Is foretaste of the eternal bliss. Then while I live this life of care The cross for Thee I'll gladly bear Grant me a patient, willing mood, I know that it shall work my good; Help me to do my task aright, That it may stand before Thy sight. Let me this flesh and blood control, From sin and shame preserve my soul, And keep me steadfast in the faith, Then I am Thine in life and death; Jesys, Consoler, bend to me, Ah would I were e'en now with Thee! Languages: English

Farewell I gladly bid Thee

Author: V. Herberger Hymnal: CBE #137 (1863) Lyrics: Farewell I gladly bid Thee, False, evil world, farewell! Thy life is dark and sinful, With thee I would not dwell: In heav'n are joys untroubled, I long for that bright sphere Where God rewards them doubled, Who serv'd Him truly here. Do with me as it pleases Thy heart, O Son of God; When anguish on me seizes, Help me to bear my load; Nor then my sorrows lengthen, But take me hence on high; My fearful heart, oh strengthen, And let me calmly die. When all around is darkling, Thy name and cross, still bright, Deep in my heart are sparkling, Like stars in blackest night; Appear Thou in Thy sorrow, For Thine was woe indeed, And from Thy cross I borrow All comfort heart can need. Thou diedst for me,--oh hide me When tempests round me roll; Through all my foes, oh guide me, Receive my trembling soul: If I but grasp Thee firmer, What matters pain when past? Hath he a cause to murmur Who reaches heaven at last? Oh write my name, I pray Thee, Now in the book of life; So let me here obey Thee, And there, where joys are rife, For ever bloom before Thee, Thy perfect freedom prove, And tell, as I adore Thee, How faithful was Thy love. Languages: English

In Thy heart and hands, my God

Author: Winkler Hymnal: CBE #138 (1863) Lyrics: In Thy heart and hands, my God, Calmly now my soul reposes, Waiting patiently the end That Thy aim in all discloses; Stripp'd of self, how sweet her rest On her loving Father's breast. And my soul repineth not, Well content whate'er befall her; Murmurs, wishes, of self-will, Doom'd to death, no more enthrall her; Restless thoughts, that fret and crave, Slumber in her Saviour's grave. And my soul doth cease from cares, From the thoughts that sore perplex us, That destroy the inner peace, For like sharpest thorns they vex us; He who made her careth well, She but seeks in peace to dwell. And my soul despaireth not, Loves Him most when sad and lonely; Grief that wrings and breaks the heart Comes to those who hate Him only; They who love Him still possess Comfort in their worst distress. And my soul complaineth not, For no pain or fears dismay her, Still she clings to God in faith, Trusts Him though He seem to slay her. 'T is when flesh and blood repine, Sun of joy, Thou canst not thine. Thus my soul is still and waits, Every murmuring word she hushes, Conquering thus the pain or wrong That the restless spirit crushes; Like a silent ocean, bright With her Maker's praise and light. Languages: English

What within me and without

Author: Catherine Winkworth; A. H. Francke, d. 1727 Hymnal: CBE #139 (1863) Lyrics: What within me and without, Hourly on my spirit weighs, Burd'ning heart and soul with doubt, Dark'ning all my weary days: In it I behold Thy will, God, who givest rest and peace, And my heart is calm and still, Waiting till Thou send release. God! Thou art my rock of strength, And my home is in Thine arms, Thou wilt send me help at length, And I feel no wild alarms. Sin nor Death can pierce the shield Thy defence has o'er me thrown, Up to Thee myself I yield, And my sorrows are Thine own. Thou my shelter from the blast, Thou my strong defence art ever; Though my sorrows thicken fast, Yet I know Thou leav'st me never; When my foe puts forth his might, And would tread me in the dust, To this rock I take my flight, And I conquer him through trust. When my trials tarry long, Unto Thee I look and wait, Knowing none, though keen and strong, Can my faith in Thee abate, And this faith I long have nurst, Comes alone, O God, from Thee; Thou my heart didst open first, Thou didst set this hope in me. Christians! cast on Him your load, To your tower of refuge fly! Know He is the Living God, Ever to His creatures nigh. Seek His ever-open door In your hours of utmost need; All your hearts before Him pour, He will send you help with speed. But hast thou some darling plan, Cleaving to the things of earth? Leanest thou for aid on man? Thou wilt find him nothing worth. Rather trust the One alone Whose is endless power and love, And the help He gives His own Thou in very deed shalt prove. Yea, on Thee, my God, I rest, Letting life float calmly on, For I know the last is best, When the crown of joy is won. In Thy might all things I bear, In Thy love find bitters sweet, And with all my grief and care Sit in patience at Thy feet. O my soul, why art thou vex'd? Let things go as e'en they will; Though to thee they seem perplex'd, Yet His order they fulfil. Here He is Thy strength and guard, Power to harm thee here has none; Yonder will He each reward For the works he here has done. Let Thy mercy's wings be spread O'er me, keep me close to Thee, In the peace Thy love doth shed, Let me dwell eternally; Be my All; in all I do Let me only seek Thy will, Where the heart to Thee is true, All is peaceful, calm, and still. Languages: English

From God shall nought divide me

Author: Helmbold Hymnal: CBE #140 (1863) Lyrics: From God shall nought divide me, For He is true for aye, And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray; His ever-bounteous hand By night and day is heedful, And gives me what is needful, Where'er I go or stand. If sorrow comes, He sent it, In Him I put my trust; I never shall repent it, For He is true and just, And loves to bless us still; My life and soul, I owe them To Him who doth bestow them, Let Him do as He will. Whate'er shall be His pleasure Is surely best for me; He gave His dearest treasure That our weak hearts might see How good His will t'ward us; And in His Son He gave us Whate'er could bless and save us;-- Praise Him who loveth thus! Oh praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; Oh blest the hour whenever To Him our thoughts can speed; Yes, all the time we spend Without Him is but wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. For when the'world is passing With all its pomp and pride, All we were here amassing No longer may abide; But in our earthy bed, Where softly we are sleeping, God hath us in His keeping, To wake us from the dead. Then though on earth I suffer Much trial, well I know I merit ways still rougher, And 'tis to heaven I go; For Christ I know and love, To Him I now am hasting, And gladness everlasting With Him this heart shall prove. For such His will who made us, The Father seeks our good; The Son hath grace to aid us, And save us by His blood; His Spirit rules our ways, By faith in us abiding, To heaven our footsteps guiding; To Him be thanks and praise. Languages: English

When in the hour of utmost need

Author: Paul Eber Hymnal: CBE #141 (1863) Lyrics: When in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid, When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought,-- Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne, And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery: To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, Repenting sore with bitter sighs, And seek Thy pardon for our sin, And respite from our griefs within: For Thou hast promised graciously To hear all those who cry to Thee, Through Him whose Name alone is great, Our Saviour and our Advocate. And thus we come, O God, to-day, And all our woes before Thee lay, For tried, forsaken, lo! we stand, Perils and foes on every hand. Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face, Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, Be with us in our anguish still, Free us at last from every ill, That so with all our hearts we may Once more our glad thanksgivings pay, And walk obedient to Thy word, And now and ever praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 140 Languages: English

When anguish'd and perplex'd I lift my weary eyes

Author: Löwenstern, d. 1648 Hymnal: CBE #142 (1863) Lyrics: When anguish'd and perplex'd I lift my weary eyes Up to Thy hills, O Lord, and tell Thee all that grieves me, Thou hearken'st to my sighs, And never comfortless Thy inner presence leaves me. My help and my defence come, faithful God, from Thee, By whom were fix'd the heavens, and laid the earth's foundation; Man cannot succour me, Before Thy throne alone is refuge and salvation. Thou watchest that my foot should neither slip nor stray, Thou guidest me Thyself, though dark the course I travel; Thou pointest me the way, The snares of sin and earth for me Thou dost unravel. Guardian of Israel, Thou no rest or sleep dost know, Thy watchful eye beholds in earth's obscurest regions Who bravely meets Thy foe, And bears the Cross on high, still true to our allegiance. And when Thou bidd'st me leave this world of strife and pain, A steadfast hope in Thee, a quick release, oh grant me, And let me rise again, To dwell where death and war no more shall vex and haunt me. Languages: English

Why art thou thus cast down, my heart?

Author: Hans Sachs Hymnal: CBE #143 (1863) Lyrics: Why art thou thus cast down, my heart? Why troubled, why dost mourn apart, O'er nought but earthly wealth? Trust in thy God, be not afraid, He is thy Friend who all things made. Dost think thy prayers He doth not heed? He knows full well what thou dost need, And heaven and earth are His; My Father and my God, who still Is with my soul in every ill. Since Thou my God and Father art, I know Thy faithful loving heart Will ne'er forget Thy child; See I am poor, I am but dust, On earth is none whom I can trust. The rich man in his wealth confides, But in my God my trust abides; Then laugh ye as ye will, I hold this fast that He hath taught,-- Who trusts in God shall want for nought. Yes, Lord, Thou art as rich to-day As Thou hast been and shalt be aye, I rest on Thee alone; Thy riches to my soul be given, And 't is enough for earth and heaven. What here may shine I all resign, If the eternal crown be mine, That through Thy bitter death Thou gainedst, O Lord Christ, for me-- For this, for this, I cry to Thee! All wealth, all glories, here below, The best that this world can bestow, Silver or gold or lands, But for a little time is given, And helps us not to enter heaven. I thank Thee, Christ, Eternal Lord, That Thou hast taught me by Thy word To know this truth and Thee; O grant me also steadfastness Thy heavenly kingdom not to miss. Praise, honour, thanks, to Thee be brought, For all things in and for me wrought By Thy great mercy, Christ. This one thing only still I pray, Oh cast me ne'er from Thee away. Languages: English

O Christ, Thou bright and Morning Star

Author: Anon. Hymnal: CBE #144 (1863) Lyrics: O Christ, Thou bright and Morning Star, Now shed Thy light abroad; Shine on us from Thy throne afar In this dark place, dear Lord, With Thy pure glorious word. O Jesus, Comfort of the poor, I lift my heart to Thee, I know Thy mercies still endure And Thou wilt pity me; I trust alone to Thee. I cannot rest, I may not sleep, No joy or peace I know, My soul is torn with anguish deep And fears a deeper woe; O Christ, Thy pity show! For Thou didst suffer for my soul, Her burdens to remove; Oh make me through Thy sorrows whole, Refresh me with Thy love; Lord, help me from above. Then, Jesus, glory, honour, praise, I'll ever sing to Thee; Increase my faith that Thou wilt raise Me once where I shall see Eternal joys with Thee! Languages: English

Who puts his trust in God most just

Author: Anon. Hymnal: CBE #145 (1863) Lyrics: Who puts his trust in God most just Hath built his house securely; He who relies on Jesus Christ, Shall reach His heav'n most surely; Then fix'd on Thee my trust shall be, For Thy truth cannot alter; While mine Thou art, Not death's worst smart Shal make my courage falter. Though fiercest foes my course oppose, A dauntless front I'll show them; My champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now, Who soon shalt overthrow them! And if but Thee I have in me With Thy good gifts and Spirit, Nor death nor hell, I know full well, Shall hurt me, through Thy merit. I rest me here without a fear, By Thee shall all be given That I can need, O Friend indeed, For this life or for heaven. O make me true, my heart renew, My soul and flesh deliver! Lord, hear my prayer, and in Thy care Keep me in peace for ever. Languages: English