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Sweet Flowers Are Blooming In God's Sight
Author: Matilda B. Stevenson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8502 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Sweet flowers are blooming in God’s sight Lyrics: 1 Sweet flowers are blooming in God’s sight,
Created by His word,
Beneath His heav’n of sunny light,
By spring’s quick pulses stirred.
2 Through sky blue depths the larks do sing:
Their music fills the air;
What is it makes their voices ring
With gladness everywhere?
3 It is the love of God, I know,
His world with joy doth fill;
His birds that sing, His flowers that blow,
Each of them does His will.
4 If He is glad when small birds sing,
And flowers drink the dew,
Can I, His child, do anything
To bring Him service too?
5 I am not wise, nor great, nor strong,
But I His will may do;
May love and serve Him all day long,
Be innocent and true.
6 And if to birds and flowers His smile
Of love and joy be giv’n,
His child shall serve Him all the while,
And find that love is Heav’n. Languages: English Tune Title: ASCRIPTION
Sweet Flowers Are Blooming In God's Sight
O, From These Visions Dark And Drear
Author: Joseph P. Bartrum Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8550 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O, from these visions dark and drear,
Kind Father, set me free;
I struggle yet with darkness here—
My God, remember me!
2 Refresh my drooping soul with grace
And quickening energy;
Still running, toiling, in the race—
My God, remember me!
3 Some cheering ray of hope impart,
Sweet influence from Thee;
And raise this feeble, drooping heart—
My God, remember me!
4 For the inheritance in light,
On trembling wings I flee;
With sins, and doubts, and fears I fight—
My God, remember me! Languages: English Tune Title: AZMON
O, From These Visions Dark And Drear
Father And Canst Thou Me Receive?
Author: Christian H. Bateman, 1813-1889 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8568 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Father and canst Thou me receive Lyrics: 1 Father and canst Thou me receive,
So deep by sin defiled?
And canst Thou let the rebel live
And own Thy wandering child?
2 All sin, all rags, just as I am,
My Father, will I come,
All over guilt, I blush with shame,
And yet through Christ I come.
3 Thy choicest robe shall deck me well
Thy smile, my spirit cheer,
Bright angels loud my welcome tell,
Thy voice disperse my fear.
4 Oh wondrous grace! Oh love divine!
That lets the sinner live,
Father, receive me now as Thine,
And now Thy welcome give! Languages: English Tune Title: BANGOR
Father And Canst Thou Me Receive?
Oh, Charge The Waves to Bear Our Friends
Author: William Ward, 1769-1823 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8590 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Oh, charge the waves to bear our friends
In safety o’er the deep;
Let the rough tempest speed their way,
Or bid its fury sleep.
2 Where’er thy sons proclaim good news
Beneath the banyan’s shade,
Let the poor Hindu feel its power,
And grace his soul pervade.
3 O let the heavenly Shaster spread;
Bid Brahmans preach the word;
And may all India’s tribes become
One caste to serve the Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: FAR AND NEAR
Oh, Charge The Waves to Bear Our Friends
On Thee, Each Morning, O My God
Author: Andrew Kippis, 1725-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8670 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: On Thee each morning, O my God Lyrics: 1 On Thee each morning, O my God,
My waking thoughts attend;
In whom are founded all my hopes,
In whom my wishes end.
2 My soul, in pleading wonder lost,
Thy boundless love surveys,
And fired with grateful zeal prepares
Her sacrifice of praise.
3 When evening slumbers press my eyes,
With Thy protection blest,
In peace and safety I commit
My weary limbs to rest.
4 My spirit in Thy hands secure
Fears no approaching ill;
For whether waking or asleep
Thou, Lord, art with me still.
5 Then will I daily to the world
Thy wondrous acts proclaim;
Whilst all with me shall praises sing
And bless Thy sacred name.
6 At morn, at noon, at night I’ll still
The growing work pursue;
And Thee alone wilt praise, to whom
Eternal praise is due. Languages: English Tune Title: ABERDEEN
On Thee, Each Morning, O My God
Vouchsafe, O Lord,Thy Presence Now
Author: George B. Ide Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8683 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Vouchsafe, O Lord, Thy presence now Lyrics: 1 Vouchsafe, O Lord, Thy presence now,
Direct us in Thy fear;
Before Thy throne we humbly bow,
And offer fervent prayer.
2 Give us the men whom Thou shalt choose,
Thy house on earth to guide;
Those who shall ne’er their power abuse,
Or rule with haughty pride.
3 Inspired with wisdom from above,
And with discretion blest;
Displaying meekness, temperance, love,
Of every grace possessed.
4 These are the men we seek of Thee,
O God of righteousness;
Such may our deacons ever be,
With such Thy people blest. Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH
Vouchsafe, O Lord,Thy Presence Now
No Man, Nor Angel, Can Compare
Author: Susannah Harrison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8688 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 No man, nor angel, can compare
With our almighty Lord:
To speak like Him what seraph dare,
Or imitate His word?
2 Who can command the dead to rise,
With a prevailing power?
Who can pour light on sightless eyes?
The sick to health restore?
3 Whose word can fiends infernal tame;
Or furious winds control?
Unstop deaf ears; or cure the lame;
Or make the wounded whole?
4 One word from Jesus this performs,
And proves His power divine;
His breath can still the roughest storms,
Leviathan confine!
5 None else could expiate my guilt,
Nor save one soul from hell;
Not all the blood of mortals spilt
Since our first parents fell.
6 Jesus for me fulfilled the law,
And justice satisfied;
My guilt and misery He saw,
And for my ransom died.
7 Love such as His can ne’er be found,
His grace is rich indeed;
Such words as His there’s none can sound,
Nor do as Jesus did. Languages: English Tune Title: WALSALL
No Man, Nor Angel, Can Compare
My Life Declines, My Strength Is Gone
Author: Susannah Harrison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8689 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My life declines, my strength is gone,
Disease and pains prevail;
Death threatens to arrest me soon,
My heart and flesh doth fail.
2 Soon must I leave this body here,
Soon must my soul away;
O awful thought—my soul, prepare
For that tremendous day!
3 Soon must I pass the solemn test,
How soon, my judge can tell!
When He with smiles shall call me blest,
Or frown me down to hell.
4 O how shall I prepare my heart
Eternal life to gain?
Jesus, Thy grace, Thy strength impart,
Or all I do is vain.
5 I cannot for one sin atone—
I swell with pride no more:
All the best duties I have done
I’ve reason to deplore.
6 Jesus, on Thee alone I lean,
Do Thou my soul prepare;
O cleanse my heart from every sin,
And fix Thy dwelling there.
7 Renewed and justified by grace,
Complete I then shall stand,
Before th’almighty Father’s face,
When He my life demand. Languages: English Tune Title: THE WAITS' SONG
My Life Declines, My Strength Is Gone
How Oft Doth Beauty Lead To Sin
Author: Susanna Harrison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8692 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How oft doth beauty lead to sin,
And tempt the heart to stray;
It charms awhile, then hides again,
And soon it fades away!
2 Not all the art, and pains, and care
Of man can make it sure;
Nor can the fairest of the fair
The transient bliss secure.
3 Sickness and pain may soon disgrace
The most admirèd charms:
Soon must they sleep in death’s embrace,
And lose their lovely forms.
4 How vain is beauty, then, my Muse!
Unworthy of thy lays:
Turn, and a nobler subject choose,
Let virtue have thy praise.
5 How wise is she whose constant care
Pursues the heav’nly road:
She shall the Eternal’s favor share,
And every real good.
6 She ever shuns the snares of vice
How circumspect her ways!
Wise in simplicity she is;
Unsought her general praise.
7 If she is called to mingle souls,
How cautious is her choice;
No vain pretense her love controls,
She scorns the flatterer’s voice.
8 United, see, illustrious shines
The tender, prudent wife;
Humility her soul refines,
Grace governs all her life.
9 What undissembled love she bears
To him who has her hand:
How does she soften all his cares,
And all his woes attend!
10 Is she a friend? How kind and true!
Her charity, how pure!
Her friendship is not like the dew
That passes in an hour.
11 She shall be praised when beauty fails,
And years and age increase:
She shall be blest while grace prevails,
And end her days in peace. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE
How Oft Doth Beauty Lead To Sin
Look, O My Soul, Within The Veil
Author: Susanna Harrison Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8693 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Look, O my soul, within the veil,
View that unnumbered throng,
Whose joys can never, never fail,
While Jesus is their song.
2 O happy souls! for ever freed
From sin and every snare,
They reign with their exalted Head,
And palms of victory bear.
3 They glory in their conquering God,
And see Him as He is:
Their robes are spotless through His blood,
Their happiness like His.
4 But I am in a world of woe,
Acquainted still with grief;
Affliction I’m ordained to know,
When shall I get relief?
5 They once were sore distressed, like me,
Till Heav’n subdued their fear;
They sailed o’er tribulation’s sea
Before they landed there.
6 Then may I live by faith on God,
On every promise giv’n;
And still confide in Jesu’s blood,
And wait resigned for Heav’n.
7 Jesus will surely bring me there
In His appointed time;
On Him, my soul, cast all thy care,
Rely alone on Him. Languages: English Tune Title: ACUSHNET
Look, O My Soul, Within The Veil
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