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O Lord, Be with Us When We Sail

Author: Edward A. Dayman Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5059 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O Lord, be with us when we sail Upon the lonely deep, Our guard, when on the silent deck The midnight watch we keep. 2. We need not fear, though all around ’Mid rising winds we hear The multitude of waters surge; For Thou, O God, art near. 3. The calm, the breeze, the gale, the storm, That pass from land to land, All, all are Thine, are held within The hollow of Thy hand. 4. If duty calls from threatened strife To guard our native shore, And shot and shell are answering The booming cannon’s roar, 5. Be Thou the mainguard of our host, Till war and dangers cease; Defend the right, put up the sword, And through the world make peace. 6. Across this troubled tide of life Thyself our pilot be, Until we reach that better land, The land that knows no sea. 7. To Thee the Father, Thee the Son, Whom earth and sky adore, And Spirit moving on the deep, Be praise forevermore. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

O Thou, Who Didst with Love Untold

Author: Emma L. Toke Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5427 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. O Thou, who didst with love untold Thy doubting servant chide, Bidding the eye of sense behold Thy wounded hands and side. 2. Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe To own Thee God and Lord, And from this hour of darkness draw Faith in the incarnate Word. 3. And while that wondrous record now Of unbelief we hear, O let us only lowlier bow In self-distrusting fear. 4. And grant that we may never dare Thy loving heart to grieve, But, at the last, their blessing share Who see not, yet believe. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Thou, Whose Unmeasured Temple Stands

Author: William C. Bryant Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6694 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Thou, whose unmeasured temple stands, Built over earth and sea, Accept these walls that human hands Have raised, O God, to Thee. 2. Lord, from Thine inmost glory send, Within these courts to bide, The peace that dwelleth without end Serenely by Thy side! 3. And let the Comforter and Friend, Thy Holy Spirit, meet, With those who here in worship bend Before Thy mercy seat. 4. May they who err be guided here To find the better way; And they who mourn, and they who fear, Be strengthened as they pray. 5. May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earth born passion dies. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Thou Who Thyself Didst Sanctify

Author: George Rawson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7008 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Thou who Thyself didst sanctify, And set Thyself apart, Thy servant’s purpose ratify, The purpose of his heart. 2. In reverence he himself would yield To be Thy soldier true, And in high places of the field Thy glorious work to do. 3. Captain divine, his name enroll; In token let him feel The fire from Heav’n within his soul, The ever burning zeal! 4. Give him his armor, all of light; And with unfaltering breath, Lord, make him Thy great battle fight, And faithful be, to death! 5. He that o’ercometh, Lord, with Thee The morning star shall own, The robe and palm of victory And the immortal crown. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Why Do We Mourn Departing Friends?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7452 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Why do we mourn departing friends Lyrics: 1. Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death’s alarms? ’Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to His arms. 2. Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move? Nor would we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our love. 3. Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4. The graves of all His saints He blessed, And softened every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head? 5. Thence He arose, ascending high, And showed our feet the way; Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, At the great rising day. 6. Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred rise; Awake, ye nations under ground; Ye saints, ascend the skies. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Ye Little Flock Whom Jesus Feeds

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7764 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Ye little flock whom Jesus feeds, Dismiss your anxious cares; Look to the Shepherd of your souls, And smile away your fears. 2. Though wolves and lions prowl around, His staff is your defense; ’Midst sands and rocks, your shepherd’s voice, Calls streams and pastures thence. 3. Your Father will a kingdom give, And give it with delight; His feeblest child His love shall call, To triumph in His sight. 4. Ten thousand praises, Lord, we bring, For sure supports like these; And o’er the pious dead we sing, Thy living promises. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Blest News! To Us A Child Is Born

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9460 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Blest news! To us a child is born, To us a son is given; Emmanuel He, the God with us, The choicest gift of Heaven. 2 With transport view this wondrous Child, Of purest virgin born; In your best songs the titles sing Which His great name adorn. 3 The brightest rays of heavenly truth From Him reflected shine; The Father’s wisdom dwells in Him, Our counselor divine. 4 To universal empire born, The charge He well sustains; Nations rejoice, the mighty Lord, Your king Messiah reigns. 5 With growing honors He shall sit On David’s ancient throne; There shall He ever reign, and thence Shall make His justice known. 6 Lord of the future glorious age By Heaven’s unchanged decree; Gentiles and Jews shall own His sway, And angels bow the knee. 7 Blest news! to us a child is born; The Prince of Peace is given; He brings down heavenly peace to earth, And makes our peace with Heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

How Long Shall Death, The Tyrant, Reign?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9801 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How long shall death, the tyrant reign Lyrics: 1 How long shall death, the tyrant reign, And triumph o’er the just, While the dear blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 2 When shall the tedious night be gone? When will our Lord appear? Our fond desires would pray Him down, Our love embrace Him here, 3 Let faith arise, and climb the hills, And from afar descry How distant are His chariot wheels, And tell how fast they fly. 4 Lo, I behold the scattering shades, The dawn of Heav’n appears, The sweet immortal morning spreads Its blushes round the spheres, 5 I see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around: The skies divide to make Him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 6 I hear the voice, "Ye dead arise," And lo, the graves obey, And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th’expected day. 7 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the middle air, In shining garments meet their king, And low adore Him there. 8 O may my humble spirit stand Amongst them clothed in white! The meanest place at His right hand Is infinite delight. 0 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning king Shall bear us homeward through the skies On love’s triumphant wing! Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

Abashed Be All The Boast Of Age!

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10921 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Abashed be all the boast of age! Be hoary learning dumb! Expounder of the mystic page, Behold an infant come! 2 Oh, Wisdom, whose unfading power Beside th’Eternal stood, To frame, in nature’s earliest hour, The land, the sky the flood; 3 Yet didst not Thou disdain awhile An infant form to wear; To bless Thy mother with a smile, And lisp Thy faltered prayer. 4 But, in Thy Father’s own abode, With Israel’s elders round, Conversing high with Israel’s God, Thy chiefest joy was found. 5 So may our youth adore Thy name! And Savior, deign to bless With fostering grace the timid flame Of early holiness. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE

A Little Flock! So Calls He Thee

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11252 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A little flock! So calls He thee, Who bought thee with His blood; A little flock, disowned of men, But owned and loved of God. 2 A little flock! So calls He thee; Church of the first-born, hear! Be not ashamed to own the name; It is no name of fear. 3 A little flock! Yes, even so; A handful among men, Such is the purpose of thy God; So willeth He, Amen! 4 Not many rich or noble called, Not many great or wise; They whom God makes His kings and priests, Are poor in human eyes. 5 Church of the everlasting God, The Father’s gracious choice, Amid the voices of this earth, How feeble is thy voice! 6 Thy words amid the words of earth, How noiseless and how low! Amid the hurrying crowds of time, Thy steps how calm and slow! 7 But ’mid the wrinkled brows of earth, Thy brow how free from care; ’Mid the flushed cheeks of riot here, Thy cheek how pale and fair! 8 Amid the restless eyes of earth, How steadfast is thine eye, Fixed on the silent loveliness Of the far eastern sky. 9 A little flock! ’Tis well, ’tis well; Such be her lot and name; Thro’ ages past it has been so, And now ’tis still the same. 10 But the chief Shepherd comes at length; Her feeble days are o’er, No more a handful in the earth, A little flock no more. 11 No more a lily among thorns; Weary, and faint, and few, But countless as the stars of heaven, Or as the early dew. 12 Then entering the eternal halls, In robes of victory, That mighty multitude shall keep The joyous jubilee. 13 Unfading palms they bear aloft, Unfaltering songs they sing; Unending festival they keep, In presence of the King. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE