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How Lovely, Lord of Hosts, to Me
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2514 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. How lovely, Lord of Hosts, to me
The tabernacles of Thy grace;
O how I long, yea, faint to see
Thy hallowed courts, Thy dwelling place;
For Thee my heart and spirit sigh,
For Thee, O living God, I cry.
2. The sparrow has her place of rest;
The swallow, through Thy kindly care,
Has found where she may build her nest
And brood her young in safety there;
Thy altars as my rest I sing,
O Lord of Hosts, my God, my King.
3. Blest they who in Thy house abide,
They still to Thee shall render praise;
Blest they who in Thy strength confide,
And in whose hearts are Zion’s ways;
Though passing through the vale of tears,
Like springs of joy Thy grace appears.
4. Advancing still from strength to strength,
They onward go where saints have trod,
Till every one appears at length
In Zion’s courts before his God;
Jehovah, God of Hosts, give ear,
Our fathers’ God, in mercy hear.
5. Upon us look, O God, our shield,
The face of Thy anointed see;
A thousand other days can yield
No gladness like one day with Thee;
Though only at Thy door I wait,
No tents of sin give joy so great.
6. Jehovah, God our Shield and Sun,
Will grace and glory surely give;
No good will He withhold from one
Who in His sight shall rightly live;
O Lord of Hosts, most blest is he
Who puts his steadfast trust in Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
How Lovely, Lord of Hosts, to Me
A Hymn for Midnight
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2696 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: While midnight shades the earth o'erspread Lyrics: 1. While midnight shades the earth o’erspread,
And veil the bosom of the deep,
Nature reclines her weary head,
And care respires and sorrows sleep;
My soul still aims at nobler rest,
Aspiring to her Savior’s breast.
2. Aid me, ye hovering spirits near,
Angels and ministers of grace;
Who ever, while you guard us here,
Behold your heavenly Father’s face!
Gently my raptured soul convey
To regions of eternal day.
3. Fain would I leave this earth below,
Of pain and sin the dark abode;
Where shadowy joy, or solid woe,
Allures, or tears me from my God:
Doubtful and insecure of bliss,
Since death alone confirms me His.
4. Till then, to sorrow born, I sigh,
And gasp, and languish after home;
Upward I send my streaming eye,
Expecting till the Bridegroom come:
Come quickly, Lord! Thy own receive;
Now let me see Thy face, and live.
5. Absent from Thee, my exiled soul
Deep in a fleshly dungeon groans;
Around me clouds of darkness roll,
And laboring silence speaks my moans:
Come quickly, Lord! Thy face display,
And look my midnight into day.
6. Error, and sin, and death are o’er,
If Thou reverse the creature’s doom;
Sad Rachel weeps her loss no more,
If Thou, the God, the Savior come:
Of Thee possest, in Thee we prove
The light, the life, the heaven of love. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
A Hymn for Midnight
Infinite God, to Thee We Raise
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2976 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Infinite God, to Thee we raise
Our hearts in solemn songs of praise,
By all Thy works on earth adored,
We worship Thee, the common Lord;
The everlasting Father own,
And bow our souls before Thy throne.
2. Thee all the choir of angels sings,
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings;
Cherubs proclaim Thy praise aloud,
And seraphs shout the Triune God;
And, Holy, holy, holy, cry,
Thy glory fills both earth and sky!
3. God of the patriarchal race,
The ancient seers record Thy praise,
The goodly apostolic band
In highest joy and glory stand;
And all the saints and prophets join
To extol Thy majesty divine.
4. Head of the martyrs’ noble host,
Of Thee they justly make their boast;
The church, to earth’s remotest bounds,
Her heavenly Founder’s praise resounds;
And strives, with those around the throne,
To hymn the mystic Three in One.
5. Father of endless majesty,
All might and love they render Thee;
Thy true and only Son adore,
The same in dignity and power;
And God the Holy Ghost declare,
The saints’ eternal Comforter. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
Infinite God, to Thee We Raise
Jesus, My Lord, My God, My All
Author: Henry Collins Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3378 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All,
Hear me, blest Savior, when I call;
Hear me, and from Thy dwelling place
Pour down the riches of Thy grace;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.
2. Jesus, too late I Thee have sought;
How can I love Thee as I ought?
And how extol Thy matchless fame,
The glorious beauty of Thy name?
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.
3. Jesus, what didst Thou find in me
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly?
How great the joy that Thou hast brought,
So far exceeding hope or thought!
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more.
4. Jesus, of Thee shall be my song;
To Thee my heart and soul belong;
All that I have or am is Thine;
And Thou, blest Savior, Thou art mine;
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;
O make me love Thee more and more. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
Jesus, My Lord, My God, My All
Messiah, Joy of Every Heart
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4212 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Messiah, joy of every heart,
Thou, thou the King of Glory art!
The Father’s everlasting Son!
Thee it delights Thy Church to own;
For all our hopes on Thee depend,
Whose glorious mercies never end.
2. Bent to redeem a sinful race,
Thou, Lord, with unexampled grace,
Into our lower world didst come,
And stoop to a poor virgin’s womb;
Whom all the heavens could not contain,
Our God appeared a child of man!
3. When Thou hadst rendered up Thy breath,
And dying drawn the sting of death,
Thou didst from earth triumphant rise,
And ope the portals of the skies,
That all who trust in Thee alone
Might follow, and partake Thy throne.
4. Seated at God’s right hand again,
Thou dost in all His glory reign,
Thou dost, Thy Father’s image, shine,
In all the attributes divine;
And Thou with judgment clad shalt come
To seal our everlasting doom.
5. Wherefore we now for mercy pray;
O Savior, take our sins away!
Before Thou as our judge appear,
In dreadful majesty severe,
Appear our advocate with God,
And save the purchase of Thy blood.
6. Hallow, and make Thy servants meet,
And with Thy saints in glory seat;
Sustain and bless us by Thy sway,
And keep to that tremendous day,
When all Thy church shall chant above,
The new eternal song of love. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
Messiah, Joy of Every Heart
O Bethlem Town Tonight Is Cold
Author: Gordon Bottomley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4719 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. O Bethlem town tonight is cold,
And Bethlem town is very dark;
Down tumbling street, on upland wold
Stirs neither wife nor patriarch;
No travelers the inn doors seek
Where still the gust stirred signboards creak.
2. The dull, dumb shepherds of the heath
Are warm beside their wives in bed;
The mildewed manger chills beneath
The wet thatch gaping overhead;
The ancient stars are tired and dim,
And no new star announces Him.
3. Or is it that we cannot hear
The least of spiritual songs,
And know not some strange joy more near
Than too familiar angel throngs?
Of Him the greater is our need
Whose life has dwindled to a creed.
4. Because we know the Lord once woke
Unto a far off people’s pain,
We dream, a numb bewildered folk,
That He might think to come again
And save, through new enlightening cares,
A world more sorrowful than theirs. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
O Bethlem Town Tonight Is Cold
Think, Mighty God, on Feeble Man
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6637 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Think, mighty God, on feeble man;
How few his hours! how short his span!
Short from the cradle to the grave
Who can secure his vital breath
Against the bold demands of death,
With skill to fly, or power to save?
2. Lord, shall it be for ever said,
The race of man was only made
For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?
Are not Thy servants day by day
Sent to their graves, and turned to clay?
Lord, where’s Thy kindness to the just?
3. Hast Thou not promised to Thy Son
And all His seed a heav’nly crown?
But flesh and sense indulge despair:
For ever blessèd be the Lord,
That faith can read His holy Word,
And find a resurrection there.
4. For ever blessèd be the Lord,
Who gives His saints a long reward
For all their toil, reproach, and pain:
Let all below and all above
Join to proclaim Thy wondrous love,
And each repeat their loud Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
Think, Mighty God, on Feeble Man
Thus Speaks the Lord to Wicked Men
Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6929 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Thus speaks the Lord to wicked men:
My statutes why do you declare?
Why take My covenant in your mouth,
Since ye for wisdom do not care?
For ye My holy words profane
And cast them from you in disdain.
2. Ye have consented with the thief,
Ye have partaken with the vile,
Your mouths to evil words ye give,
Your tongues proclaim deceit and guile,
Ye glory in your brother’s shame,
Your mother’s son do you defame.
3. Thus have ye done; I silence kept,
And this has been your secret thought,
That I was wholly as yourselves,
To take your evil deeds as naught;
I will reprove you and array
Your deeds before your eyes this day.
4. Consider this, who God forget
Lest I destroy with none to free;
Who offers sacrifice of thanks,
He glorifies and honors Me;
To him who orders well his way
Salvation free I will display. Scripture: Psalm 50 Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
Thus Speaks the Lord to Wicked Men
When Time Seems Short and Death Is Near
Author: George W. Bethune Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7340 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: When time seems short, and death is near Lyrics: 1. When time seems short, and death is near,
And I am pressed by doubt and fear,
And sins, an overflowing tide,
Assail my peace on every side,
This thought my refuge still shall be,
I know my Savior died for me.
2. His name is Jesus, and He died—
For guilty sinners crucified;
Content to die, that He might win
Their ransom from the death of sin.
No sinner worse than I can be,
Therefore I know He died for me.
3. If grace were bought, I could not buy;
If grace were coined, no wealth have I;
By grace alone I draw my breath,
Held up from everlasting death.
Yet since I know His grace is free,
I know the Savior died for me.
4. I read God’s holy Word, and find
Great truths which far transcend my mind
And little do I know beside
Of thought so high and deep and wide.
This is my best theology—
I know the Savior died for me.
5. My faith is weak, but ’tis Thy gift;
Thou canst my helpless soul uplift,
And say, Thy bonds of death are riv’n,
Thy sins by Me are all forgiv’n,
And thou shalt live, from guilt set free;
For I, thy Savior, died for thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO TE
When Time Seems Short and Death Is Near
Shepherd Of Israel, Bow Thine Ear
Author: James Merrick, 1720-1769 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8183 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Shepherd of Israel, bow Thine ear;
O Thou, our prayer indulgent hear,
Who Joseph’s pasture hast prepared,
His guide by day, by night his guard;
Betwixt the cherubs seated high;
Glad with Thy beams our longing eyes!
2 With all who from Manasses claim
Their birth, and all of Ephraim’s name,
Each hostile power by Thee o’erthrown,
Let Benjamin Thy presence own!
How long, great God, shall Israel see
Thy wrath, nor bend the stubborn knee?
3 Behold a vine from Egypt’s land,
Transplanted by Thy fostering hand.
Behold in Canaan’s shores her bed
By Thee prepare, her root outspread
Far as the utmost coast extends,
While o’er the hills her shade extends.
4 Her branches, towering to the skies,
With healthful stem conspicuous rise,
Round the tall cedar’s loftiest boughs
Her covering veil entwined she throws;
And, strengthened by Thy power, defies
Each storm that rends the wintry skies.
5 Long cherished by Thy care she stood;
Here, verging toward th’Assyrian flood,
In circuit wide the earth she crowned,
And there, the ocean marked her bound.
But now, in sad reverse (ah, why?)
By Thee o’erthrown the fences lie.
6 The fruit exposed beside the way,
To each rapacious band a prey;
The savage boar with restless toil
Uproots it from the loosened soil,
And every monster of the wood
Crops from the branch his obvious food.
7 Leader of hosts, and Israel’s Lord!
Return; Thy succors oft implored
Extend: from Heav’n’s high seat incline
Thy eyes, and visit this Thy vine.
Turn them again, Thy face display,
And grief and fear shall fly away. Languages: English Tune Title: ADORE TE
Shepherd Of Israel, Bow Thine Ear
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