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We Speak of the Realms of the Blest

Author: Mrs. Elizabeth Mills, 1805-1829 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 372 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We speak of the realms of the blest, That country so bright and so fair, And oft are its glories confessed; But what must it be to be there! 2 We speak of its pathways of gold, Its walls decked with jewels so rare, Its wonders and pleasures untold; But what must it be to be there! 3 We speak of its freedom from sin, From sorrow, temptation, and care, From trials without and within; But what must it be to be there! 4 We speak of its service of Love, The robes which the glorified wear, The church of the first-born above; But what must it be to be there! 5 Do Thou, Lord, 'mid sorrow and woe, Still for heaven my spirit prepare, And shortly I also shall know And feel what it is to be there. Amen. Topics: Eternity Used With Tune: DEVOTION

My gracious Redeemer I love

Appears in 206 hymnals Used With Tune: TIMNA

Inspirer and hearer of prayer

Author: Augustus M. Toplady Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 184 hymnals Lyrics: Inspirer and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine, My all to thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. If thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me; And, fast as my minutes roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. A sovereign Protector I have, Unseen, yet for ever at hand; Unchangeably faithful to save, Almighty to rule and command. His smiles and his comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul he delights to defend. Topics: Through the Week Used With Tune: DEVOTION

To Jesus, The Crown Of My Hope

Author: William Cowper, 1731-1800 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 162 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone: O bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to His throne. 2 My Savior, whom absent, I love; Whom, not having seen, I adore; Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion, and power: 3 Dissolve Thou these bonds that detain My soul from her portion in Thee; Ah! strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. 4 When that happy era begins, When clad in Thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more, by my sins, The bosom on which I recline: 5 O then shall the veil be removed, And round me Thy brightness be poured: I’ll meet Him whom absent I loved, And see whom unseen I adored. 6 And then, never more shall the fears, The trials, temptations, and woes, Which darken this valley of tears, Intrude on my blissful repose. 7 Or, if yet remembered above, Remembrance no sadness shall raise; They’ll be but new signs of Thy love, New themes for my wonder and praise. 8 Thus strokes which from sin and from pain Shall set me eternally free, But strengthen and rivet the chain Which binds me, my Savior, to Thee. Used With Tune: DEVOTION

O Jesus, Delight Of My Soul

Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 57 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, delight of my soul, My Savior, my shepherd divine! I yield to Thy blessèd control, My body and spirit are Thine. 2 Thy love I can never deserve, That bids me be happy in Thee; My God and my king I will serve, Whose favor is Heaven to me. 3 How can I Thy goodness repay, By nature so weak and defiled? Myself I have given away, O call me Thine own little child. 4 And art Thou my Father above? Will Jesus abide in my heart? O bind me so fast with Thy love, That I never from Thee depart. Used With Tune: TIMNA Text Sources: The Mother's Nursery Songs by Thomas Hastings (New York: John P. Haven, 1835)

How Vast Is The Tribute I Owe

Author: Thomas Jervis Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 24 hymnals Lyrics: 1 How vast is the tribute I owe Of gratitude, homage, and praise To God, who gives all I possess, The life and the length of my days! 2 When sorrows I dreaded were come, I poured out my sighs and my tears; To Him, who alone can relieve, My soul breathed her vows and her prayers. 3 My heart throbbed with pain and alarm, And paleness my cheek overspread; When sickness pervaded my frame, My soul on my Maker was stayed. 4 When death’s awful image was nigh, And no mortal able to save; Thou brightened the valley of death, And lit up the gloom of the grave. 5 In mercy Thy presence dispels The shades of calamity’s night, And turns the sad scene of despair To morning of joy and delight. 6 Great source of my comforts restored! Thou healer and balm of my woes! Thou hope and desire of my soul! Thy mercy no plague can oppose. 7 How boundless the gratitude due To Thee, O Thou God of my praise! The fountain of all I possess, The life and the light of my days! Used With Tune: DEVOTION Text Sources: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns by William Emerson (Boston: Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1808), alt.

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