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O God, Be Merciful to Me (2)
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4834 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O God, be merciful to me Lyrics: 1. O God, be merciful to me,
For men no mercy show;
With constant warfare pressing me
They seek my overthrow.
2. When foes invade, I safely rest
Confiding in Thy Word;
I will not dread what man can do
My trust is in the Lord.
3. I take Thy vows upon me now,
O God, who savest me;
The sacrifice of praise I bring
In gratitude to Thee.
4. My feet from falling and my soul
From death thou hast restored,
And ever in the light of life
I walk before the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: MASON'S CHANT
O God, Be Merciful to Me (2)
O God of Bethel, by Whose Hand
Author: Philip Doddridge; John Logan; Unknown (Scottish) Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4837 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed,
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led.
2. Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
3. Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
4. O spread Thy covering wings around
Till all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father’s loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.
5. Such blessings from Thy gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And Thou shalt be our chosen God,
And portion evermore. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. HUGH (Hopkins)
O God of Bethel, by Whose Hand
O God, Before Thy Sun's Bright Beams
Author: Greville Phillimore Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4840 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, before Thy sun’s bright beams
All night’s dark shadows fly;
So on the soul Thy mercy gleams,
And doubts and terrors die.
2. So freshly falls Thy heaven sent grace
As morning’s gladdening breath;
Gives light to all to seek Thy face,
And guides in life and death.
3. O holy light! O light of God!
O light unseen below,
Which fills the courts of Thine abode,
Which there the blest shall know!
4. Swift comes the hour when none can toil,
Short is the rugged way:
Teach us our lamps to fill with oil,
Whilst it is called today.
5. Then we shall see that glorious light
Which to the saints is given,
So sweet, so fair, so passing bright,
The eternal morn of heaven.
6. O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
O holy One in Three,
Grant us, with all Thy glorious host,
To share that morn with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER (Reinagle)
O God, Before Thy Sun's Bright Beams
O Gracious God, Forsake Me Not
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4845 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O gracious God, forsake me not,
When I am old and gray,
That unto those that follow me
I may Thy might display.
2. Thy perfect righteousness, O God,
The height of Heav’n exceeds;
O who is like to Thee, who hast
Performed such mighty deeds?
3. Thou who hast sent me many griefs
Wilt yet my soul restore,
And out of sorrow’s lowest depths
Wilt bring me forth once more.
4. O turn again and comfort me,
My waning strength increase,
And for Thy faithfulness, O God,
My praise shall never cease.
5. Thou Holy One of Israel,
To Thee sweet songs I raise;
The soul Thou hast redeemed from death
Shall give Thee joyful praise.
6. My enemies that seek my hurt
Thy help has put to shame;
My thankful tongue will ceaselessly
Thy righteousness proclaim. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM
O Gracious God, Forsake Me Not
O God, the God That Saveth Me
Author: Anonymous Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4847 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, the God that saveth me,
Remove my guilty stains,
And I will sing Thy righteousness
In grateful, joyous praise.
2. O Lord, now open Thou my lips,
Long closed by sin and shame;
My mouth shall show before the world
The glory of Thy name.
3. No sacrifice dost Thou desire,
Else would I give it Thee;
Nor with appointed offerings
Wilt Thou delighted be.
4. A broken spirit is to God
A pleasing sacrifice;
A broken and a contrite heart
Thou, Lord, will not despise.
5. Do good to Zion in Thy grace,
Her ruined walls restore;
Then sacrifice of righteousness
Shall please Thee as of yore.
6. Thy people then, with willing hands
And hearts that Thou hast blest,
Shall bring in thankful sacrifice
Their choicest gifts and best. Languages: English Tune Title: SERENITY
O God, the God That Saveth Me
O Gracious God, Whose Constant Care
Author: Harry T. Stock Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4849 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O gracious God, whose constant care
Supplies our golden days,
Whose joyous fellowship we share
At work, at rest, in play and prayer—
Accept our heartfelt praise.
2. We thank Thee, Father, for each word,
Each thought-revealing truth,
For prophet voices gladly heard,
For darling dreams, for friends who stirred
The fragile wills of youth.
3. Companion of this sacred hour,
Renew in us each day
Our lofty purpose; grant us power
That worthy thoughts in deeds may flower,
In Christlike lives, we pray. Languages: English Tune Title: LOBT GOTT IHR CHRISTEN
O Gracious God, Whose Constant Care
O God, Hear Thou the Nation's Prayer
Author: Irving Maurer Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4852 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, hear Thou the nation’s prayer,
We lift our cause to Thee;
We wage the holy war of Christ;
We fight to make men free.
2. Give us to build our cities pure,
Salvation throned above,
To shelter lowly homes from ill,
And teach our hearts to love.
[originally, And tune our mills with love]
3. Give us to guide the alien feet,
To teach the brother’s way,
To save our motherhood from need;
To guard our children’s play.
4. May visions call and faith enflame,
And banish lust and greed;
O God, make Thou our home to be
[originally, Make Thou America to be]
A land of soulful deed. Languages: English Tune Title: BRENT
O God, Hear Thou the Nation's Prayer
O Gift of Gifts!
Author: Frederick W. Faber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4854 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O gift of gifts! O grace of faith Lyrics: 1. O gift of gifts! O grace of faith!
My God, how can it be
That Thou, who hast discerning love
Shouldst give that gift to me?
2. How many hearts Thou mightst have had
More innocent than mine,
How many souls more worthy far
Of that sweet touch of Thine!
3. Ah, grace, unto unlikeliest hearts
It is thy boast to come;
The glory of thy light to find
In darkest spots a home.
4. How can they live, how will they die,
How bear the cross of grief,
Who have not yet the light of faith,
The courage of belief?
5. The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross,
Seems trifles less than light:
Earth looks so little and so low
When faith shines full and bright.
6. O happy, happy that I am!
If thou canst be, O faith,
The treasure that thou art in life,
What will thou be in death? Languages: English Tune Title: FAITH (Dykes)
O Gift of Gifts!
O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
Author: Thomas Sternhold, 1500-1549; John Hopkins Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4865 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, my God, wherefore dost Thou
Forsake me utterly?
And helpest not when I do make
My great complaint and cry?
2. To Thee, my God, e’en all day long
I do both cry and call;
I cease not all the night, and yet
Thou hearest not at all.
3. But Thou that in Thy holy place
For evermore dost dwell;
Thou art the joy, the comfort, and
Glory of Israel:
4. And Him in whom our fathers old
Had all their hope and stay;
Who, when they put their trust in Thee,
Delivered’st them alway.
5. They were preservèd ever when
They called upon Thy name;
And for the faith they had in Thee,
They were not put to shame.
6. But I am now become more like
A worm than to a man,
An outcast, whom the people scorn
With all the spite they can.
7. All men despise as they behold
Me walking on the way:
They grin, make mouths, and nod their heads,
And on this wise do say.
8. This man did glory in the Lord,
His favor and His love:
Let Him redeem and help him now,
His power if he will prove.
9. But from the prison of the womb
I was by Thee released;
Thou didst preserve me still in hope,
Whilst I did suck the breast:
10. I was committed from my birth
With Thee to have abode;
Since I came from my mother’s womb,
Thou hast been still my God.
11. Then, Lord, depart not now from me
In this my present grief,
Since I have none to be my help,
My succor and relief.
12. For many bulls do compass me,
That be full strong of head;
Yea, bulls so fat, as though they had
In Bashan field been fed.
13. They gape upon me greedily,
As though they would me slay;
Much like a lion roaring out,
And ramping for his prey.
14. But I drop down like water shed,
My joints in sunder break,
My heart doth in my body melt
Like wax, I am so weak.
15. My strength doth like a potsherd dry,
My tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws, and I am brought
To dust of death at last.
16. For many dogs do compass me,
In council they do meet,
Conspiring still against my life,
Piercing my hands and feet.
17. I was tormented so that I
Might all my bones have told,
Whilst they do look and stare at me,
When they do me behold.
18. My garments they divided have
In parts among them all;
And for my coat they did cast lots
To whom it should befall.
19. Therefore, I pray Thee, be not far
From me at my great need,
But rather, since Thou art my strength,
To help me, Lord, make speed:
20. And from the sword save Thou my soul
By Thy might and Thy power,
And ever keep my darling dear
From dogs that would devour;
And from the lion’s mouth that would
Me all in sunder tear;
From ’midst the horns of unicorns,
O Lord, Thou didst me hear.
When shall I to my brethren all
Thy Majesty record,
And in Thy Church shall praise the name
Of Thee, the living Lord.
All ye that fear Him, praise the Lord,
Thou, Jacob, Him adore,
And all ye seed of Israel,
Fear Him for evermore.
For He despiseth not the poor,
He hideth not away
His countenance when they do call,
But hears them when they pray,
Among the folk that fear the Lord,
I will therefore proclaim
Thy praise, and keep my promise made
For setting forth Thy name.
The poor shall eat and be sufficed;
Such as their minds do give
To seek the Lord, and praise His name,
Their hearts shall ever live.
The coasts of all the earth shall praise
The Lord, and seek His grace;
The heathen folk shall worship all
Before His blessèd face.
The kingdoms of the heathen folk
The Lord shall have therefore;
And he shall be their governor
And king for evermore.
The rich men of His goodly gifts
Shall taste and feed also,
And in His presence worship Him,
And bow their knees full low.
And all that shall go down to dust,
Of life by Him shall taste;
A seed shall serve and worship Him,
Till time away shall waste.
They shall declare and plainly show
His truth and righteousness,
Unto a people yet unborn,
Who shall His name confess. Languages: English Tune Title: HEREFORD (Ouseley)
O God, My God, Wherefore Dost Thou
O God, My Refuge, Hear My Cries
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4870 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O God, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears;
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2. Their rage is leveled at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife,
To shake my hopes in God.
3. With inward pain my heart-strings sound,
I groan with every breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4. O were I like a feathered dove,
And innocence had wings,
I’d fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5. Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6. Vain hopes, and vain inventions all
To ’scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call,
Can save me here as well.
7. By morning light I’ll seek His face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask His grace,
Nor will He long deny.
8. God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If He command their aid.
9. I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon His Word,
That saints shall never fall.
10. My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread His praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days. Languages: English Tune Title: BURFORD
O God, My Refuge, Hear My Cries
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