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This Ship We Now Commend To Thee
Author: Robert Fergusson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12460 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 This ship we now commend to Thee,
Thou God of providence and grace;
Here may Thy presence ever dwell,
To sanctify and bless the place.
2 Lord, speed the vessel in its course;
Let winds and waves propitious be;
Let Thy divine protection shield
All whom we now commend to Thee.
3 Hallowed to Thee be every heart:
Instructed in Thy righteous will,
Where’er they go, whate’er they do,
In all, Thy great designs fulfill.
4 O God of Bethel! hear our prayer,
And keep Thy servants to the end;
Then let us meet around Thy throne,
A blest eternity to spend. Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
This Ship We Now Commend To Thee
In Pleasant Lands
Author: James Flint Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13582 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: In pleasant lands have fallen the lines Lyrics: 1 In pleasant lands have fallen the lines
That bound our goodly heritage,
And safe beneath our sheltering vines
Our youth is blest, and soothed our age.
2 What thanks, O God, to Thee are due,
That Thou didst plant our fathers here,
And watch and guard them as they grew,
A vineyard to the planter dear!
3 The toils they bore our ease have wrought;
They sowed in tears, in joy we reap;
The birthright they so dearly bought
We’ll guard, till we with them shall sleep.
4 Thy kindness to our fathers shown,
In weal and woe, through all the past,
Their grateful sons, O God, shall own,
While here their name and race shall last. Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
In Pleasant Lands
Aggódó Szív
Author: John Newton; Anna Piroska Williams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14259 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Aggódó szív, fontold meg jól Lyrics: 1 Aggódó szív, fontold meg jól:
Ha benned béke nem honol,
Csak mindig gond és bú gyötör,
Mit hirdetsz így Isten felől?
2 Hidd bátran el, mit megígért,
Ne félj sosem, bármi baj ért!
Ő így szól: "Rám vesd gondodat,
Jól értem én bajaidat!"
3 Fiának Ő nem kedvezett,
Értünk mindent latba vetett.
Miénk hűsége, ereje,
Bölcsessége, szeretete.
4 A kegyelem trónusánál
Mikor Őhozzá fordultál,
Bízni Ő engedélyt adott,
Meglátod: cserben nem hagyott!
5 Mikor rá bíztad életed,
Átadtad Néki mindened,
Ő kérni felhatalmazott,
Hűségéről biztosított.
6 Göröngyös bár a keskeny út,
Ki azon jár, a mennybe jut.
Csak tarts ki, mert Ő megsegít,
Jutalmát nem veszti a hit.
7 Ha medve támad, oroszlán,
"Mint Dávid, küzdök!" szól a szám!
Hatalmas bár a Góliát,
Nem győzi le az ég Urát!
8 Még mindeddig jött segítség,
És nem hiú e reménység!
Bajt bajra hoznak napjaim,
"Ében-há-ézer" szavaim!
9 Bár nehéz itt a küzdelem,
Harcokban telik életem,
Legyőzetik az ellenség,
És mennyben vár a dicsőség! Languages: Hungarian Tune Title: WAREHAM
Aggódó Szív
Isten Nevét Dicseerd
Author: William Wordsworth; Anna Piroska Williams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14336 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Isten nevét dicsérd, szívem Lyrics: 1 Isten nevét dicsérd, szívem,
Mert kedves néki énekem
Minden új nap friss hajnalán,
S Őt áldom a nap alkonyán.
2 Déli imám vedd kedvesen,
Téged kereslek szívesen!
Dicséret, hálaáldozat
Mind egy-egy áldott pillanat.
3 A munka terhe bár nehéz:
A hálás szív pihenni kész.
Míg testem kurtán megpihen,
Könnyítsen hála terhemen!
4 Qldás legyen e perceken,
Mit Istennek készségesen
A munkám közben átadok,
Hű szívvel néki áldozok.
5 A munkahely így templomom,
Bárhol is töltöm a napom—
Megszentelt, áldott környezet:
Az Úrral minden hely lehet.
6 Nézd, ott fenn fut a szorgos Nap,
S már megtette a fél utat.
Sem meg nem áll, sem el nem tér—
Ó, ember—mint "ő"—, hűen élj!
7 Mióta fölkelt keleten,
Ha szent törvényed megszegtem,
Vedd újra kézbe, s Te urald,
Utamból mi mára marad!
8 Míg még tart röpke életem,
Kegyelmeddel, ó, légy velem!
Világos lesz így alkonyom,
És nálad lesz örök honom. Languages: Hungarian Tune Title: WAREHAM
Isten Nevét Dicseerd
The Christmas Time Draws On Apace
Author: John W. Chadwick Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #15282 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The Christmas time draws on apace;
The happy crowds go up and down;
There’s joy and hope in all the town;
And in each little maiden’s face
2 A look of expectation sweet,
That comes of musing oft and long
On what that day of gift and song
Shall bring to her as offering meet.
3 But I will sit alone and dream
Of Him who gave the day its name;
And think of all His wondrous fame,
And if to Him it strange doth seem,
4 That in these happy, careless ways,
As often as the years come round,
We mark with light, and joyful sound,
His advent and His toilsome days.
5 And deeper still my thoughts shall go,
And ponder if He hears above,
’Mid all the heav’nly peace and love,
Our weary talking to and fro;
6 Our asking how it all began,
And what the secret of His power,
That since He came, until this hour,
The world has said, "Behold the Man!"
7 "Behold the Man! Behold the God!"
Oh, which to say, and how and why!
In vain our tangled reasons try
The path so many feet have trod.
8 O Man of sorrows, Man of joy!
Of joy for all Thy strife and scars—
Whereso Thou art among the stars,
In peace that nothing can destroy.
9 If there Thou knowest what we do,
Who linger here beneath the sun,
Thou knowest that the records run—
"I came to witness to the true."
10 To witness Thou, and we to seek:
"What is the truth?" our steadfast cry.
Oh hear it, dwelling o’er so high,
Nor deem our reverence cold and weak,
11 Thou we our voices may not blend
With that hoarse chant the centuries raise!
For is it not a sweeter praise
To say, "Our brother and our friend?"
12 And if, beyond this verge of time,
We know Thee better as Thou art,
Wilt Thou not clasp us heart to heart,
As fills our ears the heavenly chime? Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
The Christmas Time Draws On Apace
The Powerful Word That Reared The Skies
Author: Daniel Turner Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16520 First Line: The powerful Word that reared the skies Lyrics:
1 The powerful Word that reared the skies,
Calls thro’ the world, "Ye dead, arise";
The opening graves that Word obey,
And death and hell resign their prey.
2 Sinners with horror and amaze,
Feel wrath divine upon them seize;
The saints with joyful looks appear,
And forms and smiles celestial wear.
3 Grace in them now triumphant reigns,
Freed from temptations, sins, and pains,
As angels pure, as cherubs gay,
Dressed in immortal light as they.
4 O could I say Jesus is mine,
Hope thus to rise, and thus to shine!
Death would no horrid aspect have,
Nor darkness then begloom the grave.
5 In hopes of that illustrious day,
That power and grace to change my clay;
Cheerful I’d lay me down to rest,
In that cold bed my Savior blest.
Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
The Powerful Word That Reared The Skies
The Past Is Dark With Sin And Shame
Author: Thomas W. Higginson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16610 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
1 The past is dark with sin and shame,
The future dim with doubt and fear;
But, Father, yet we praise Thy name,
Whose guardian love is always near.
2 For man has striven, ages long,
With faltering steps to come to Thee,
And in each purpose high and strong
The influence of Thy grace could see.
3 He could not breathe an earnest prayer,
But Thou wast kinder than he dreamed,
As age by age brought hopes more fair,
And nearer still Thy kingdom seemed.
4 But never rose within his breast
A trust so calm and deep as now—
Shall not the weary find a rest?
Father, Preserver, answer Thou!
5 ’Tis dark around, ’tis dark above,
But through the shadow streams the sun;
We cannot doubt Thy certain love;
And man’s true aim shall yet be won!
Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
The Past Is Dark With Sin And Shame
Come, Jesus, From The Sapphire Throne
Author: Ray Palmer Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16677 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne Lyrics: 1 Come, Jesus, from the sapphire throne,
Where Thy redeemed behold Thy face,
Enter this temple, now Thine own,
And let Thy glory fill the place.
2 We praise Thee that today we see
Its sacred walls before Thee stand;
’Tis Thine for us—’tis ours for Thee;
Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand.
3 Oft as returns the day of rest,
Let heartfelt worship here ascend;
With Thine own joy fill every breast,
With Thine own power Thy word attend.
4 Here, in the dark and sorrowing day,
Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still;
O wipe the mourner’s tears away,
And give new strength to meet Thy will.
5 When round this board Thine own shall meet,
And keep the feast of dying love,
Be our communion ever sweet,
With Thee, and with Thy Church above.
6 Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep;
In Thine own arms the lambs enfold;
Give help to climb the heavenward steep,
Till Thy full glory we behold.
Languages: English Tune Title: WAREHAM
Come, Jesus, From The Sapphire Throne
Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee
Hymnal: The Hymnal #3 (1956) Lyrics: 1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord for thee;
Thy saints adore thy holy name;
Thy creatures bend the obedient knee,
And humbly thy protection claim.
2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust;
The breath of life thy Spirit gave.
Where bu in thee can mortals trust?
Who but our god has power to save?
3 Here at the portal of thy house,
We leave our mortal hopes and fears;
Answer our prayers and bless our vows,
Accept our praise and dry our tears.
4 So shall our sun of hope arise
With brighter and still brighter ray,
Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes
With beams of everlasting day.
Topics: God Creator; Hope; God's House; Praise; Trust; Zion; Adoration and Praise General Praise Scripture: Isaiah 51:7 Languages: English Tune Title: ALL SAINTS (OLD)
Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee
The Time is Nigh
Author: P. P. Pratt Hymnal: Latter-Day Saints Congregational Hymns #5 (1919) First Line: The time is nigh, the happy time Lyrics: 1. The time is nigh, the happy time,
That great expected, blessed day,
When countless thousands of our race
Shall dwell with Christ, and Him obey.
2. The prophecies must be fulfilled,
Though earth and hell should dare oppose;
The stone out of the mountain cut,
Though unobserved, a kingdom grows.
3. The blended image soon shall fall —
Brass, silver, iron, gold and clay;
And superstition's dreadful reign
To light and liberty give way.
4. In one sweet symphony of praise,
The Jews and Gentiles will unite;
And infidelity o'ercome,
Return again to endless night.
5. From east to west, from north to south,
The Savior's kingdom shall extend,
And ev'ry man in ev'ry place
Shall meet a brother and a friend. Languages: English Tune Title: [The time is nigh, the happy time]
The Time is Nigh
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