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Great God, To Thee My Evening Song

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9481 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Great God, to Thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise; O let Thy mercy tune my tongue And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 Mercy, that rich unbounded store; Does my unnumbered wants relieve; Among Thy daily craving poor, On Thy all bounteous hand I live. 3 My days unclouded, as they pass, And every gently rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to Thy love and power. 4 Thy love and power, celestial Guard, Preserve me from surrounding harms; Can danger reach me, while the Lord Extends His kind protecting arms? 5 My numerous wants are known to Thee, Ere my slow wishes can arise; Thy goodness, measureless and free, Is ready still with full supplies. 6 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of Thy love, Ungrateful, can from Thee depart, And fond of trifles, vainly rove. 7 When calm reflection finds a place, How vile this wretched heart appears! O let Thy all subduing grace Melt it in penitential tears. 8 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus: His dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at Thy throne. 9 Let this blest hope my eyelids close With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in Thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to Thy name. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

How Long Will Ye Despise My Name?

Author: William H. Bathurst Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9541 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: "How long will ye despise My name?" Lyrics: 1 "How long will ye despise My name?" ’Tis thus the God of mercy pleads; :And turn My glory into shame, And triumph in your evil deeds?" 2 "Search out your heart, and mend your ways, That you may dwell with Me above; Obedient faith, and thankful praise, Such is the sacrifice I love." 3 O Lord, while others in despair Cry, "Where is comfort to be found?" I know that Thou wilt hear my prayer, And let my soul with peace be crowned. 4 Thy blessings are of lasting worth, Through endless years Thy goodness flows; Vain are the riches of the earth Compared with what Thy hand bestows. 5 I will lie down, and calmly sleep, For on Thy succor I depend; My soul in safety Thou wilt keep, And be my never failing friend. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

Return, My Soul, And Seek Thy Rest

Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10621 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Return, my soul, and seek thy rest Upon thy heav’nly Father’s breast: Indulge me, Lord, in that repose, The soul which loves Thee only knows. 2 Lodged in Thine arms I fear no more The tempest’s howl, the billows’ roar; Those storms must shake th’Almighty’s seat, Which violate the saints’ retreat. 3 Thy bounties, Lord, to me surmount The power of language to recount; From morning dawn, the setting sun Sees but my work of praise begun. 4 The mercies, all my moments bring, Ask an eternity to sing; What thanks those mercies can suffice Which thro’ eternity shall rise? 5 Rich in ten thousand gifts possessed, In future hopes more richly blessed, I’ll sit and sing, till death shall raise A note of more proportioned praise. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

Hark! Heard Ye Not The Ancient Seer?

Author: Richard Mant Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10696 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Hark! heard ye not the ancient seer Lyrics: 1 Hark! heard ye not the ancient seer, While thus the wondrous promise ran? A virgin shall conceive, and bear A son, Immanuel, God with man! 2 Hark! hear ye not the angel bring His answering message from the sky? Hail, virgin blest, from whom shall spring A son, the Son of God most high! 3 O Thou, who didst not scorn below, The Son of Man, with us to dwell, And us Thy Father’s glory show, The Son of God, Immanuel. 4 Thou, for our sake incarnate made, Thy Godhead, lo! with faith we own, Or in a servant’s form arrayed, Or partner of Thy Father’s throne. 5 O Jesus, glory be to Thee, Returned to Thy celestial rest, Throned with Thy Father’s majesty, In union with the Spirit blest. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

The Heart Dejected Sighs To Know

Author: John Needham, ?-circa 1786 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12655 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The heart dejected sighs to know, Why vice triumphant reigns below; Why saints have fall’n in every age, The victims of tyrannic rage. 2 Fast roll successive years away; Fast hastens on th’important day, When, to th’astonished world’s surprise, God’s high tribunal shall arise. 3 Hark! ’tis the trumpet’s piercing sound; The rising dead assemble round; In close procession, see, they come, Each to receive his final doom. 4 Lo! there, a vile, degenerate race; Pale terror sits on every face: Here, on the right, a joyful band, The sons of suffering virtue stand. 5 The sentence passed, lo! these arise To bliss and glory in the skies: While those, who once stood high in fame, Sink to contempt and lasting shame. 6 Thus shall God’s government appear Without a shade, divinely fair; And blushing doubt with joy confess, The Lord’s a God of righteousness. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

Satan Confined In Massy Chains

Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16106 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Satan confined in massy chains Lyrics: 1 Satan confined in massy chains, And doomed to everlasting pains, The awful vengeance dreads and feels, Which the almighty Thunderer deals. 2 No more can he obtain his will, No more his dark designs fulfill; How great soe’er his strength may be, Yet Christ is stronger far than he. 3 Christ breaks in twain his iron bands, And rescues captives from his hands; Treads him beneath their feeble feet, And makes their victory complete. 4 Exult, ye saints, your voices raise, And shout your great deliverer’s praise; Let every tongue and every tribe, Salvation to the Lamb ascribe. Languages: English Tune Title: DEUS TUORUM MILITUM

The royal banners forward go

Author: Venantius Fortunatus, 530-600; John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: CPWI Hymnal #145 (2010) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 The royal banners forward go, the cross shines forth in mystic glow; where he in flesh, our flesh who made, our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 2 There whilst he hung, his sacred side by soldier's spear was opened wide, to cleanse us in the precious flood of water mingled with his blood. 3 Fulfilled is now what David told in true prophetic song of old, how God the heathen's King should be; for God is reigning from the tree. 4 O tree of glory, tree most fair, ordained those holy limbs to bear, how bright in purple robe it stood, the purple of a Saviour's blood! 5 Upon its arms, like balance true, he weighed the price for sinners due, the price which none but he could pay, and spoiled the spoiler of his prey. 6 To thee, eternal Three in One, let homage meet by all be done: as by the cross thou dost restore, so rule and guide us evermore. Topics: Hymns for the Church Year Passion and Holy Week Scripture: John 19:34 Languages: English Tune Title: GRENOBLE (DEUS TUORM MILITUM)