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The gracious call
Author: Mrs. Anna L. Barbauld Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #344 (1891) Meter: 7 Topics: Peace For the troubled First Line: Come, said Jesus’ sacred voice Scripture: Matthew 11:28 Languages: English
The gracious call
Sometimes a light surprises
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #368 (1870) Topics: Hope in troubles Lyrics: 1 Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord, Who rises
With healing in His wings;
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining
To cheer it after rain.
2 In holy contemplation,
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God’s salvation,
And find it ever new:
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown to-morrow
Bring with it what it may.
3 It can bring with it nothing
But He will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing,
Will clothe His people, too:
Beneath the spreading heavens
No creature but is fed;
And He who feeds the ravens
Will give His children bread.
4 Though neither vine nor fig-tree
Its wonted fruit should bear,
Though all the fields should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there;
Yet God the same abiding,
Yis praise shall tune my voice;
For while in Him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice. Languages: English
Sometimes a light surprises
The Lord's Prayer
Hymnal: Church Psalmist #441 (1845) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Troubles First Line: Our heavenly Father, hear Languages: English
The Lord's Prayer
As various as the moon
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #457 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 As various as the moon
Is man's estate below:
To his bright day of gladness soon
Succeeds a night go woe.
2 The night of woe resigns
Its darkness and its grief;
Again the morn of comfort shines,
And brings our souls relief.
3 Yet not from fickle chance
These varying scenes arise:
Our dark and brighter hours advance,
By laws supremely wise.
4 God measures out to all
Their lot of good and ill;
Nor this too great, nor that too small,
Ordain'd by heav'n's high will.
5 Hopeful and humble bear
Thy evil and thy good;
Nor by presumption, nor despair,
Weak mortal be subdu'd. Languages: English
As various as the moon
Providence, profusely kind
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #458 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 Providence, profusely kind,
Wheresoe'er you turn your eyes,
Bids you with a grateful mind
View a thousand blessings rise.
2 Thankful own what you enjoy:
But a changing world like this,
Where a thousand fears annoy,
Cannot give you perfect bliss.
3 Perfect bliss resides above,
Far above yon azure sky;
Bliss, that merits all your love,
Merits ev'ry anxious sigh.
4 What like this has earth to give?
O ye righteous! in your breast
Let the admonition live,
Nor on earth desire to rest.
5 When your bosom heaves a sigh,
Or your eye emits a tear,
Let your wishes rise on high,
Ardent rise to bliss sincere. Languages: English
Providence, profusely kind
How gracious and how wise
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #459 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 How gracious and how wise
Is our chastising God!
And O! how rich the blessings are,
That blossom from his rod!
2 He lifts it up on high,
With pity in his heart;
That ev'ry stroke his children feel
May grace and peace impart.
3 Instruct thus, they bow
And own his sov'reign sway;
They turn their erring footsteps back
To his forsaken way.
4 His cov'nant love they seek,
And seek the happy bands
that closer still engage their hearts,
To honour his commands.
5 Submissive, Lord! we yield
To discipline divine,
And bless the pains that make us still
More uniformly thine. Languages: English
How gracious and how wise
Father! I bless thy gentle hand
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #460 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 Father, I bless thy gentle hand:
How kind was thy chastising rod,
That forc'd my conscience to a stand,
And brought my wand'ring soul to God!
2 Foolish and vain, I went astray
Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord!
I left my guide, and lost my way;
But now I love and keep thy word.
3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke,
That I might learn his statutes well.
4 The law that issues from thy mouth
Shall raise my cheerful passions more
Than all the treasures of the south,
Or western hills of golden ore.
5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my soul within;
Teach me to know thy wondrous name,
And guard me safe from death and sin.
6 Then all, that love and fear the Lord,
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have trusted in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice. Languages: English
Father! I bless thy gentle hand
Affliction is a stormy deep
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #461 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christian experience Scene of troubles Lyrics: 1 Affliction is a stormy deep,
Where wave resounds to wave;
Though o'er my head the billows roll,
I know the Lord can save.
2 The hand that now withholds my joys
Can reinstate my peace;
And he who bade the tempest roar,
Can bid that tempest cease.
3 In the dark watches of the night,
I'll count his mercies o'er;
I'll praise him for ten thousand past,
And humbly sue for more.
4 When darkness and when sorrows rose
And press'd on every side,
The Lord has still sustain'd my steps,
And still has been my guide.
5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes,
Nor murmur at his rod;
He's more than all the world to me,
My health, my life, my God!
Scripture: Psalm 42
Affliction is a stormy deep
How well our great Preserver knows
Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #461 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Troubles of Life Lyrics: 1 How well our great Preserver knows,
To weigh and to relieve our woes!
Behold his wrath's avenging blast,
How slow to rise, how soon o'erpast!
2 How prompt his favour to dispense
Its life-imparting influence!
How speedy his paternal love
Our deep afflictions to remove!
3 Grief for a night, obtrusive guest,
Beneath our roof perhaps may rest;
But joy, with the returning day,
Shall wipe each transient tear away.
4 With what delight, great God, I trace
The acts of thy stupendous grace!
To count them, were to count the sand
That lies upon the sea-beat strand. Languages: English
How well our great Preserver knows
Am I a soldier of the cross
Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #462 (1828) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Christian experience Scene of troubles Lyrics: 1 Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?
2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease?
While others fought to win the prize,
And sail'd through bloody seas!
3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
4 Sure, I must fight if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
5 Thy saints in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise
And all thine armies shine,
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine! Scripture: 1 Corinthians 16:13
Am I a soldier of the cross
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