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O Father, You Are Sovereign

Author: Margaret Clarkson Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #233 (2018) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Seasons Lyrics: 1 O Father, you are sovereign in all the worlds you made; your mighty word was spoken, and light and life obeyed. Your voice commands the seasons and bounds the ocean’s shore, sets stars within their courses and stills the tempest's roar. 2 O Father, you are sovereign in all affairs of man; no pow'rs of death or darkness can thwart your perfect plan. All chance and change transcending, supreme in time and space, you hold your trusting children secure in your embrace. 3 O Father, you are sovereign, the Lord of human pain, transmuting earthly sorrows to gold of heav'nly gain. All evil overruling, as none but Conqu'ror could, your love pursues its purpose-- our souls’ eternal good. 4 O Father, you are sovereign! We see you dimly now, but soon before your triumph earth’s ev'ry knee shall bow. With this glad hope before us, our faith springs up anew: our sovereign Lord and Savior, we trust and worship you! Scripture: Isaiah 14:27 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. THEODULPH

March on, my soul, with strength

Author: William Wright (1859-1924) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #236 (2005) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Topics: The Living God Our Response to God - in times and seasons; Our Response to God in times and seasons Lyrics: 1 March on, my soul, with strength, march forward, void of fear; he who has led will lead, through each succeeding year; and as you journey on your way, his hand shall hold you day by day. 2 March on, my soul, with strength, in ease you dare not dwell; your Master calls you forth; then up, and serve him well! Take up your cross, take up your sword, and fight the battles of your Lord. 3 March on, my soul, with strength, with strength, but not your own; the conquest you shall gain, through Christ your Lord alone; his grace shall power your feeble arm, his love preserve you safe from harm. 4 March on, my soul, with strength, from strength to strength march on; warfare shall end at length, all foes be overthrown. And then, my soul, if faithful now, the crown of life awaits your brow. Scripture: 2 Corinthians 10:4 Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTCHURCH

March on, my soul, with strength

Author: William Wright (1859-1924) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #236 (2008) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Topics: The Living God Our Response to God - in times and seasons; Our Response to God in times and seasons Lyrics: 1 March on, my soul, with strength, march forward, void of fear; he who has led will lead, through each succeeding year; and as you journey on your way, his hand shall hold you day by day. 2 March on, my soul, with strength, in ease you dare not dwell; your Master calls you forth; then up, and serve him well! Take up your cross, take up your sword, and fight the battles of your Lord! 3 March on, my soul, with strength, with strength, but not your own; the conquest you shall gain, through Christ your Lord alone; his grace shall power your feeble arm, his love preserve you safe from harm. 4 March on, my soul, with strength, from strength to strength march on; warfare shall end at length, all foes be overthrown. And then, my soul, if faithful now, the crown of life awaits your brow. Scripture: 2 Corinthians 10:4 Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTCHURCH

God, All Nature Sings Thy Glory

Author: David Clowney Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #253 (2018) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Seasons Scripture: Psalm 19:1-4 Languages: English Tune Title: ODE TO JOY

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's imitation of the Psalms of David, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (3rd ed.) #259 (1786) Topics: Seasons of the year; Seasons of the year First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #259 (1790) Topics: Seasons of the year; Seasons of the year First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

All Beautiful the March of Days

Author: Frances W. Wile, 1878-1939 Hymnal: Hymns for a Pilgrim People #275 (2007) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Seasons Lyrics: 1 All beautiful the march of days, As seasons come and go; The hand that shaped the rose hath wrought The crystal of the snow, Hath sent the hoary frost of heav'n, The flowing waters sealed, And laid a silent loveliness On hill and wood and field. 2 O'er white expanses sparkling pure The radiant morns unfold; The solemn splendors of the night Burn brighter through the cold. Life mounts in ev'ry throbbing vein, Love deepens round the hearth, And clearer sounds the angel hymn, "Good will to men on earth." 3 O Thou from whose unfathomed law The year in beauty flows, Thyself the vision passing by In crystal and in rose, Day unto day doth utter speech, And night to night proclaim, In ever-changing words of light, The wonder of Thy name. Scripture: Psalm 148:3 Languages: English Tune Title: FOREST GREEN

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #276 (1786) Topics: Seasons of the year; Seasons of the year First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #276 (1787) Topics: Seasons of the year; Seasons of the year First Line: Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names, His sovereign wisdom knows no bound, A deep where all great thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is the Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. Pause. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food his hands supply, And feeds the ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force? The vigorous man, the warlike horse, The sprightly wit, the active limb All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight; He views his children with delight; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English

Fill your hearts with joy and gladness

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith (b. 1926) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #283 (2013) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Seasons Lyrics: 1 Fill your hearts with joy and gladness, sing and praise your God and mine! Great the Lord in love and wisdom, might and majesty divine! He who framed the starry heavens knows and names them as they shine. 2 Praise the Lord, his people, praise him! Wounded souls his comfort know; those who fear him find his mercies, peace for pain and joy for woe; humble hearts are high exalted, human pride and power laid low. 3 Praise the Lord for times and seasons, cloud and sunshine, wind and rain; spring to melt the snows of winter till the waters flow again; grass upon the mountain pastures, golden valleys thick with grain. 4 Fill your hearts with joy and gladness, peace and plenty crown your days; love his laws, declare his judgements, walk in all his words and ways; he the Lord and we his children: praise the Lord, all people, praise! Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English Tune Title: REGENT SQUARE