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O Thou, Who gav'st Thy servant grace
Author: Reginald Heber Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 16 hymnals Lyrics:
O Thou, who gav'st thy servant grace
On thee the living Rock to rest,
To look on thine unveilèd face,
And lean on thy protecting breast;
Grant us, O King of mercy, still
To feel thy presence from above,
And in thy word and in thy will
To hear thy voice and know thy love;
And when the toils of life are done,
And nature waits thy just decree,
To find our rest beneath thy throne,
And look in certain hope to thee.
To thee, O Jesus, Light of Light,
Whom as their King the saints adore,
Thou strength and refuge in the fight,
Be laud and glory evermore.
Amen.
Topics: St. John the Evangelist Used With Tune: EISENACH
O Thou, Who gav'st Thy servant grace
Komm, Schöpfer, Geist, in unser Herz
Appears in 16 hymnals Used With Tune: [Komm, Schöpfer, Geist, in unser Herz]
Komm, Schöpfer, Geist, in unser Herz
The Abyss Of Many A Former Sin
Author: Joseph of the Studium Appears in 17 hymnals First Line: Th'abyss of many a former sin Lyrics: 1 Th'abyss of many a former sin
Encloses me, and bars me in:
Like billows my transgressions roll--
Be Thou the pilot of my soul;
And to salvation’s harbor bring,
Thou Savior and Thou glorious King!
2 My Father’s heritage abused,
Wasted by lust, by sin misused;
To shame and want and mis'ry brought,
The slave to many a fruitless thought:--
I cry to Thee, who lovest men,
O pity and receive again!
3 In hunger now, no more possessed
Of that my portion bright and blest,
The exile and the alien see,
Who yet would fain return to Thee!
Accept me, Lord, I seek Thy grace;
And let me see a Father's face!
4 With that blest thief my prayer I make,
Remember for Thy mercy’s sake!
With that poor publican I cry,
Be merciful, O God, most high!
With that lost prodigal I fain,
Back to my home would turn again!
5 Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care,
And raise to Christ the contrite prayer;--
Oh, Thou who freely wast made poor,
My sorrows and my sins to cure,
Me, poor of all good works, embrace,
Enriching with Thy boundless grace! Topics: Call and Repentance Used With Tune: [Th'abyss of many a former sin]
The Abyss Of Many A Former Sin
Thou Hallowed Chosen Morn of Praise
Author: John of Damascus (675?=749?); John Mason Neale (1818-1866) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thou hallowed chosen morn of praise,
that best and greatest shinest;
fair Easter, queen of all the days,
of seasons, best, divinest!
Christ rose from death; and we adore
forever and forevermore.
2 Come, let us taste the vine's new fruit,
for heavenly joy preparing;
today the branches with the root
in resurrection sharing:
whom as true God our hymns adore
forever and forevermore.
Topics: Easter (season); Vine Scripture: Isaiah 55, 56:1 Used With Tune: MACH'S MIT MIR, GOTT
Thou Hallowed Chosen Morn of Praise
Great God, Who, Hid from Mortal Sight
Author: John Chandler Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 14 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Great God, who, hid from mortal sight,
Dost dwell in unapproachèd light,
Before whose throne with veilèd brow,
Thy sinless angels trembling bow.
2. A while in darkness here below
We lie oppressed with sin and woe;
But soon the everlasting day
Shall chase the night of gloom away.
3. The day prepared for us by Thee;
The day reserved for us to see;
A day but faintly imaged here
By brightest sun at noontide clear.
4. Too long, alas! it still delays,
It lingers yet, that day of days;
The flesh, with all its load of sin,
Must perish, ere its joy we win.
5. Then from these earthy bonds set free
The soul shall fly, O God, to Thee;
To see Thee, love Thee, and adore,
Her blissful task for evermore.
6. All bounteous Trinity! prepare
Our souls Thy hidden joy to share,
That our brief daytime, used aright,
May issue in eternal light. Used With Tune: EISENACH Text Sources: Paris Breviary, 1736; Translation: Hymns of the Primitive Church, 1837, number 10
Great God, Who, Hid from Mortal Sight
Oh, World! Behold Upon The Tree
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 14 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Oh, world! behold upon the tree
Thy Life is hanging now for thee;
Thy Savior yields His dying breath;
The mighty Prince of glory now
For thee doth unresisting bow
To cruel stripes, to scorn and death.
2 Draw near, O world, and mark Him well;
Behold the drops of blood that tell
How sore His conflict with the foe:
And hark! how from that noble heart,
Sigh after sigh doth slowly start
From depths of yet unfathomed woe.
3 Alas! my Savior, who could dare
Bid Thee such bitter anguish bear,
What evil heart entreat Thee thus?
For Thou art good, hast wrongèd none,
As we and ours too oft have done,
Thou hast not sinned, dear Lord, like us.
4 I and my sins, that number more
Than yonder sands upon the shore,
Have brought to pass this agony.
’Tis I have caused the floods of woe
That now Thy dying soul o’erflow,
And those sad hearts that watch by Thee.
5 ’Tis I to whom these pains belong,
’Tis I should suffer for my wrong,
Bound hand and foot in heavy chains;
Thy scourge, Thy fetters, whatsoe’er
Thou bearest, ’tis my soul should bear,
For she hath well deserved such pains.
6 Yet Thou dost even for my sake
On Thee, in love, the burdens take
That weighed my spirit to the ground:
Yes, Thou art made a curse for me,
That I might yet be blest through Thee;
My healing in Thy wounds is found.
7 To save me from the monster’s power,
The Death that all things would devour,
Thyself into his jaws dost leap;
My death Thou takest thus away,
And buriest in Thy grave for aye,
O love most strangely true and deep!
8 From henceforth there is nought of mine
But I would seek to make it Thine,
Since all myself to Thee I owe.
Whate’er my utmost powers can do,
To Thee to render service true,
Here at Thy feet I lay it low.
9 Ah! little have I, Lord, to give,
So poor, so base the life I live,
But yet, till soul and body part,
This one thing I will do for Thee
The woe, the death endured for me,
I’ll cherish in my inmost heart.
10 Thy cross shall be before my sight,
My hope, my joy, by day and night,
Whate’er I do, where’er I rove;
And, gazing, I will gather thence
The form of spotless innocence,
The seal of faultless truth and love.
11 And from Thy sorrows will I learn
How fiercely doth God’s anger burn,
How terribly His thunders roll,
How sorely this our loving God
Can smite with His avenging rod,
How deep His floods o’erwhelm the soul.
12 And I will study to adorn
My heart with meekness under scorn,
With gentle patience in distress,
With faithful love, that yearning cleaves
To those o’er whom to death it grieves,
Whose sins its very soul oppress.
13 When evil tongues with stinging blame
Would cast dishonor on my name,
I’ll curb the passions that upstart;
And take injustice patiently,
And pardon, as Thou pardon’st me,
With an ungrudging generous heart.
14 And I will nail me to Thy cross,
And learn to count all things but dross:
Wherein the flesh doth pleasure take;
Whate’er is hateful in Thine eyes,
With all the strength that in me lies,
Will I cast from me and forsake.
15 Thy heavy groans, Thy bitter sighs,
The tears that from Thy dying eyes
Were shed when Thou wast sore oppressed,
Shall be with me, when at the last
Myself on Thee I wholly cast,
And enter with Thee into rest. Used With Tune: EISENACH Text Sources: Proxis Pietatis Melica by Johann Crüger, 1647; Tr.: Lyra Germanica, second series (London: Longman, Brown, Green, Longmans & Roberts,1858)
Oh, World! Behold Upon The Tree
The God Who Sits Enthroned on High
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 13 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The God Who sits enthroned on high
The foolish in their heart deny;
Not one does good; corrupt in thought,
Unrighteous works their hands have wrought.
2 From heaven the Lord with searching eye
Looked down the sons of men to try,
To see if any understood
And sought for God, the only good.
3 From righteousness they all depart,
Corrupt are all, and vile in heart;
yea, every man has evil done;
Not one does good, not even one.
4 Has knowledge with the wicked failed,
That they My people have assailed,
That they delight in works of shame,
And call not on Jehovah's Name?
5 Thy lowly servant they despise,
Because he on the Lord relies;
But they shall tremble yet in fear,
For to the righteous God is near.
6 O that from Zion His abode
Salvation were on us bestowed!
When God His exiles shall restore,
They shall in song His grace adore. Topics: Evil Character; Existence of God; Total Depravity Scripture: Psalm 14 Used With Tune: EISENACH
The God Who Sits Enthroned on High
Forgive, O Lord, Our Severing Ways
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier, 1807-1892 Appears in 12 hymnals Topics: Unity Used With Tune: EISENACH Text Sources: and others
Forgive, O Lord, Our Severing Ways
Father of all! whose powerful voice
Author: John Wesley, 1703-91 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 39 hymnals Topics: God In Creation and Providence Used With Tune: EISENACH
Father of all! whose powerful voice
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