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Deck Thyself, my Soul, with Gladness
Author: Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #224a (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,
Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,
Come into the day-light’s splendor,
There with joy thy praises render.
Unto Him whose grace unbounded
Hath this wondrous banquet founded;
High o’er all the earth He reigneth,
Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth.
2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him,
And with loving reverence greet Him.
For with words of life immortal
Now He knocketh at thy portal;
Haste to ope the gates before Him,
Saying, while thou dost adore Him,
"Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,
And I never more will leave Thee."
3 He who costly goods desireth
To obtain, much gold requireth;
But to freely give the treasure
Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure,
For on earth there is no coffer
Which as payment we might offer
For this cup Thy blood containing
and this manna on us raining.
4 Ah, how hungers all my spirit
For the love I do not merit!
Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,
Thought upon this food with longing,
In the battle well-nigh worsted,
For this cup of life have thirsted,
For the Friend, who here invites us,
And to God Himself unites us.
5 Sun, who all my life dost brighten,
Light, who dost my soul enlighten,
Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth,
Fount, whence all my being floweth,
At Thy feet I cry, my Maker
Let me be a fit partaker
Of this blessed food from heaven,
For our good, Thy glory, given.
6 Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven
Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven.
For us on the cross to languish,
And to die in bitter anguish,
To forego all joy and gladness,
And to shed Thy blood in sadness,
Which we drink now; grant that never
We forget Thy love, dear Saviour!
7 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee,
Let me gladly here obey Thee.
Never to my hurt invited,
Be Thy love with love requited;
From this banquet let me measure,
Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure;
Through the gifts Thou here dost give me
As Thy guest in heaven receive me.
Topics: The Lord's Supper Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH, O LIEBE SEELE
Deck Thyself, my Soul, with Gladness
Deck Thyself, my Soul, with Gladness
Author: Johann Franck, 1618-1677 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #224b (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: 1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,
Leave the gloomy haunts of sadness,
Come into the day-light’s splendor,
There with joy thy praises render.
Unto Him whose grace unbounded
Hath this wondrous banquet founded;
High o’er all the earth He reigneth,
Yet to dwell with thee He deigneth.
2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him,
And with loving reverence greet Him.
For with words of life immortal
Now He knocketh at thy portal;
Haste to ope the gates before Him,
Saying, while thou dost adore Him,
"Suffer, Lord, that I receive Thee,
And I never more will leave Thee."
3 He who costly goods desireth
To obtain, much gold requireth;
But to freely give the treasure
Of Thy love is Thy good pleasure,
For on earth there is no coffer
Which as payment we might offer
For this cup Thy blood containing
and this manna on us raining.
4 Ah, how hungers all my spirit
For the love I do not merit!
Oft have I, with sighs fast thronging,
Thought upon this food with longing,
In the battle well-nigh worsted,
For this cup of life have thirsted,
For the Friend, who here invites us,
And to God Himself unites us.
5 Sun, who all my life dost brighten,
Light, who dost my soul enlighten,
Joy, the sweetest man e'er knoweth,
Fount, whence all my being floweth,
At Thy feet I cry, my Maker
Let me be a fit partaker
Of this blessed food from heaven,
For our good, Thy glory, given.
6 Lord, Thy fervent love hath driven
Thee to leave Thy throne in heaven.
For us on the cross to languish,
And to die in bitter anguish,
To forego all joy and gladness,
And to shed Thy blood in sadness,
Which we drink now; grant that never
We forget Thy love, dear Saviour!
7 Jesus, Bread of life, I pray Thee,
Let me gladly here obey Thee.
Never to my hurt invited,
Be Thy love with love requited;
From this banquet let me measure,
Lord, how vast and deep love’s treasure;
Through the gifts Thou here dost give me
As Thy guest in heaven receive me.
Topics: The Lord's Supper Languages: English Tune Title: SCHMÜCKE DICH, O LIEBE SEELE
Deck Thyself, my Soul, with Gladness
Sweet Hour of Prayer
Author: William W. Walford Hymnal: Church Hymnal, Mennonite #224 (2017) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer Scripture: Psalm 27:8 Languages: English Tune Title: [Sweet hour of prayer]
Sweet Hour of Prayer
He leadeth me, he leadeth me
Author: J. H. Gilmore Hymnal: The Praise Hymnary #225 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: He leadeth me, O blessed thought Topics: Fellowship; God's Care; God Fellowship; Praise General
He leadeth me, he leadeth me
Sweet Hour of Prayer
Author: Rev. W. W. Walford Hymnal: The New Christian Hymnal #228 (1929) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer Lyrics: 1. Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne,
Make all my wants and wishes known!
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter's snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer.
2. Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
The joys I feel, the bliss I share
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God, my Savior, shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer.
3. Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer,
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him, whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless:
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word, and trust his grace,
I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. Topics: The Christian Life Prayer Languages: English Tune Title: [Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer]
Sweet Hour of Prayer
O Love divine, whose constant beam
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Hymnal: Christian Science Hymnal (Rev. and enl.) #229 (1937) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Languages: English Tune Title: CONSTANCY
O Love divine, whose constant beam
Some Time We'll Understand
Author: Maxwell N. Cornelius, 1842-1893 Hymnal: Sacred Songs of the Church #229 (2007) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Not now, but in the coming years Tune Title: [Not now, but in the coming years]
Some Time We'll Understand
Sweet Hour of Prayer!
Author: William W. Walford Hymnal: The Hymnal of The Evangelical United Brethren Church #232 (1957) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Lyrics: 1 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known:
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief;
And oft escaped the tempter's snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!
2 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His word, and trust His grace,
I'll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God, my Savior, shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!
Amen. Scripture: Psalm 27:5-8 Tune Title: SWEET HOUR
Sweet Hour of Prayer!
O Master, it is good to be
Author: A. P. Stanley, 1815-81 Hymnal: The English Hymnal #235 (1906) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Languages: English
O Master, it is good to be
The days and years of time are fled
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #236 (1854) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Lyrics:
The days and years of time are fled,
Sun, moon, and stars have shone their last;
The earth and sea gave up their dead,
Then vanished at the archangel's blast;
All secret things have been reveal'd,
Judgment is pass'd, the sentence seal'd,
And man to all eternity
What he is now henceforth must be.
From Adam to his youngest heir,
Not one escaped the muster-roll,
Each, as if he alone were there,
Stood up, and won or lost his soul;
These from the Judge's presence go
Down into everlasting woe;
Vengeance hath barr'd the gates of hell,
The scenes within no tongue can tell.
But lo! far off the righteous pass
To glory from the King's right hand;
In silence, on the sea of glass,
Heaven's numbers without number stand,
While He who bore the cross lays down
His priestly robe and victor crown;
The mediatorial reign complete,
All things are put beneath His feet.
Then every eye in Him shall see,
(While thrones and powers before Him fall,)
The fulness of the Deity,
Where God Himself is all in all:
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O how eternity will ring
With the first note the ransom'd sing!
While in that strain all voices blend,
Which once begun shall never end.
In that unutterable song,
Shall I employ immortal breath?
Or, with the wicked borne along,
For ever die "the second death?"
Jesus! my life, my light Thou art;
Thy word is in my month, my heart;
Lord, I believe,--my spirit save
From sinking lower than the grave.
Topics: Day of grace after Judgment Languages: English
The days and years of time are fled
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