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There is an hour when I must part
Appears in 28 hymnals Used With Tune: WINDSOR
There is an hour when I must part
The Awful Noontide Gloom Is O'er
Author: Archer T. Gurney Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: The awful noontide gloom is o’er Lyrics: 1 The awful noontide gloom is o’er,
The darkness ebbs away;
The Maries linger to adore:
O, let us with them pray!
2 Yea, let us linger ’neath the cross
Where hangs the Lord of Life;
Now let us weep their bitter loss,
And mourn our carnal strife.
3 More calmly now each past offense
May we in grief review,
And weep our vanished innocence,
And feel despair our due.
4 Yet He upon the cross who lies
For us hath pardon won;
Thence blend we comfort with our sighs,
And laud the glorious Son.
5 The hours creep on—O rest we here
Beneath the cross’ shade!
We’ll keep our vigil, sad yet dear,
Till low our Lord is laid.
6 See! Joseph comes with spices’ store;
See Nicodemus aid:
They gaze upon their Lord once more
While daylight’s rays do fade.
7 With pious haste and pious awe
They soon their task complete;
From those blest hands the nails they draw
And free those sacred feet.
8 Then down the blessèd form they bear
And low on earth to lay,
And weeping bend in silent prayer,
Yet scarce for tears can pray.
9 Now see that gracious company,
The Maries, true Saint John,
And those twain lords of high degree
Now raise and bear Him on.
10 They bear Him to the new-hewn tomb,
There down their Lord they set,
And leave Him in the sacred gloom,
Their Lord, and Savior yet.
11 O silent tears, O sighs of pain,
How flowed ye fast and free!
For them, for us, the Lamb was slain
To all eternity. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Lyra Messianica by Orby Shipley (London: Longman, Green, Longman, roberts & Green, 1864)
The Awful Noontide Gloom Is O'er
Lord, I Would Spread My Sore Distress
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 49 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Lord, I would spread my sore distress
And guilt before Thine eyes;
Against Thy laws, against Thy grace,
How high my crimes arise!
2. Shouldst Thou condemn my soul to hell,
And crush my flesh to dust,
Heav’n would approve Thy vengeance well,
And earth must own it just.
3. I from the stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean;
All my original is shame
And all my nature sin.
4. Born in a world of guilt, I drew
Contagion with my breath;
And as my days advanced, I grew
A juster prey for death.
5. Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul
With Thy forgiving love;
And make my broken spirit whole,
And bid my pains remove.
6. Let not Thy spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from Thy face;
Create anew my vicious heart
And fill it with Thy grace.
7. Then I will make Thy mercy known
Before the sons of men;
Backsliders shall address Thy throne,
And turn to God again. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719
Lord, I Would Spread My Sore Distress
Today, O Lord, a Holier Work
Author: Charles Coffin; John Chandler & others Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Today, O Lord, a holier work
Thy secret counsels frame,
A king to rule Thy new made world,
To praise Thy glorious name.
2. Thou formest man: Thy Spirit breathes
Life into dust of earth:
Man, in Thine own true image made,
From Thee receives his birth.
3. And henceforth he dominion holds
O’er all in earth and sea;
Yet mindful whence his being came
Must humbly walk with Thee.
4. Alas! his willful heart rebels
Against Thy gentle sway;
Proud dust of earth would fain be like
The God whom all obey.
5. O griefs and sorrows numberless,
Which hence the world o’erspread;
Jesu, Thy mercy succored us,
Or hope itself had fled.
6. O praise the Father, and the Son
Who saved us by His death,
And Holy Ghost who quickens us
With His life giving breath. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Paris Breviary, 1736; translated by John Chandler & the compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern
Today, O Lord, a Holier Work
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light
Author: Jane Crewdson, 1809-63 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 92 hymnals Topics: The Lord Jesus Christ His Priesthood and Sympathy; The Christian Life Prayer Used With Tune: WINDSOR
There is no sorrow, Lord, too light
O Name, all other names above
Author: Frederick Lucian Hosmer Appears in 14 hymnals Used With Tune: WINDSOR
O Name, all other names above
He Comes, He Comes! The Son Of God
Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
1 He comes, He comes! the Son of God
Descends from yonder sky;
Bright clouds compose His lofty seat,
And round Him angels fly.
2 Millions of millions trembling stand
Before His awful throne,
Summoned a strict account to give,
Of works which they have done.
3 Oh then may all my fears subside,
My sins and sorrows end,
And in the Judge may I behold
My Savior and my friend.
Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton and Briggs,1818)
He Comes, He Comes! The Son Of God
My God, How Many Are My Fears
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 47 hymnals Lyrics: 1. My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.
2. The lying tempter would persuade
There’s no relief in Heav’n;
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiv’n.
3. But Thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.
4. I cried, and from His holy hill
He bowed a listening ear;
I called my Father, and my God,
And He subdued my fear.
5. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;
I woke, and wondered at the grace
That guarded my repose.
6. What though the hosts of death and hell
All armed against me stood,
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.
7. Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace,
While I Thy glory sing;
My God has broke the serpent’s teeth,
And death has lost his sting.
8. Salvation to the Lord belongs;
His arm alone can save;
Blessings attend Thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719
My God, How Many Are My Fears
The Rapture Of The Saints
Author: Edward Denny Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Hark to the trump! Behold, it breaks Lyrics:
1 Hark to the trump! Behold, it breaks
The sleep of ages now:
And lo! the light of glory shines
On many aching brow.
2 Changed in a moment—raised to life,
The quick, the dead arise,
Responsive to the angel’s voice
That calls us to the skies.
3 Ascending through the crowded air,
On eagle’s wings we soar;
To dwell in the full joy of love,
And sorrow there no more.
4 Undazzled by the glorious light
Of that belovèd brow,
We see, without a single cloud,
We see the Savior now!
5 O Lord, the bright and blessèd hope
That cheered us through the past,
Of full eternal rest in Thee,
Is all fulfilled at last.
6 The cry of sorrow here is hushed,
The voice of prayer is o’er;*
’Tis needless now—for Lord, we crave
Thy gracious help no more.
7 Praise, endless praise alone becomes
This bright and blessèd place,
Where every eye beholds unveiled
The mysteries of Thy grace.
Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Hymns and Poems (London: James Nisbet, 1849)
The Rapture Of The Saints
As By One's Sin Fell All Our Kin
Author: Emanuel Cronenwett Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 5 hymnals Lyrics: 1 As by one's sin fell all our kin,
Conceived and born sin-stained,
So by One's grace, who took the place
Of all, are all regained.
2 The blood-red tide from Christ's cleft side,
Shed for the good of all,
Is laver pure to cleanse and cure
All lost in Adam's fall.
3 Of it are born, though once forlorn,
The saints in Him baptized;
Its life receive all who believe
That Jesus is the Christ.
4 His righteousness is crown and dress
Of those who own Him Lord,
Who, sin-oppressed, find in Him rest
And keep His faithful Word.
5 To God be praise thro' endless days,
In whom we live and move,
God--Father, Son and Spirit--One,
The Triune God of Love!
Amen. Topics: Faith and Justification Used With Tune: WINDSOR
As By One's Sin Fell All Our Kin
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