THE HYMNAL AS AUTHORIZED AND APPROVED FOR USE BY THE GENERAL CONVENTION OF The Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD MCMXVI THE CHURCH PENSION FUND NEW YORK COPYRIGHT, 1916, BY MONELL SAYRE, TRUSTEE First published, October, 1916 First edition published, February, 1919 COPYRIGHT, 1920, BY MONELL SAYRE, TRUSTEE First edition published, March, 1920 Electronic Text Edited by Peter B. Irvine, AOJN CERTIFICATE ACTION OF THE GENERAL CONVENTION OF 1916 IT was voted by both Houses of the General Convention held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and sixteen: That the New Hymnal, as reported by the Joint Commission on the Revision of the Hymnal be authorized and approved for use in this Church. That the Commission be continued with authority to perfect the details of its work and to complete, for the benefit of the Church Pension Fund, musical editions of the New Hymnal. That the publication of the Hymnal be committed to the Trustees of the Church Pension Fund for the benefit of that Fund. Attest: GEORGE FRANCIS NELSON, Secretary of the House of Bishops. HENRY ANSTICE, Secretary of the House of Deputies. CERTIFICATE ACTION OF THE GENERAL CONVENTION OF 1919 IT was voted by both Houses of the General Convention, held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and nineteen: That the Commission on the Hymnal be requested to publish an edition of the words of the New Hymnal without the music, at a small cost. It was voted by both Houses of the General Convention, held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and nineteen: WHEREAS, the New Hymnal was approved and authorized for use by the General Convention of 1916, and WHEREAS, an edition with words only has been ordered by the Convention and will be published; RESOLVED, the House of Deputies concurring, the House of Bishops heartily commends the use of the New Hymnal with music score, in order to take advantage of the present popular interest in singing and to promote congregational singing throughout the whole Church. Attest: GEORGE FRANCIS NELSON, Secretary of the House of Bishops. HENRY ANSTICE Secretary of the House of Deputies. CERTIFICATE IT is hereby certified that this edition of the Hymnal having been compared with, and corrected by, the standard book as the General Convention has directed, is permitted to be published accordingly. On behalf of the Commission empowered to superintend the publication of the Hymnal. CORTLANDT WHITEHEAD, Chairman . MORRIS EARLE, Secretary. RUBRIC FROM THE BOOK OF COMMON PRAYER HYMNS AND ANTHEMS HYMNS set forth and allowed by the authority of this Church, and Anthems in the words of Holy Scripture or of the Book of Common Prayer, may be sung before and after any Office in this Book, and also before and after Sermons. CANON 48 OF THE MUSIC OF THE CHURCH IT shall be the duty of every Minister to appoint for use in his Congregation hymns or anthems from those authorized by the Rubric, and, with such assistance as he may see fit to employ from persons skilled in music, to give order concerning the tunes to be sung in his Church. It shall be his especial duty to suppress all light and unseemly music, and all irreverence in the performance. PREFACE THE General Convention of the year 1913 entrusted to a Commission the revision of the Hymnal. The General Convention of 1916, accepting a book then submitted, referred it back to the Commission with instructions to perfect it and give it to the Church. In its effort to obey this command, the Commission now pre- sents this book. Some hymns which were in the former collection have been omitted because it was discovered by careful inquiry that they were seldom if ever used. One of the principles of the revision was to make the new book as compact as excellence and variety would permit. Some old hymns which are perhaps below the general standard are retained because they have the affection of a considerable number of people. The hymns added find a place either because they are great religious verse, or because they express the experience and aspirations of our time. These are hymns intended to voice our yearning for larger social service, for deeper patriotism, for a more eager obligation to the winning and maintaining of a free world, for a higher enthusiasm towards the unity and extension of Christianity. This Hymnal of 1918 cannot escape the marks of the Great War, -- its tragedy, its sympathy, its loving sacrifice, its gratitude because God has given us the victory for the right and the true. The hymns have been arranged as nearly as possible in the Prayer Book order, with the hope that people will recognize that they have a companion for the Book of Common Prayer in a Book of Common Praise. The Commission has tried to retain and to add such hymns as express reality in the religious life. At the same time there has been generous thought for a wide diversity of temperament and training. From stern simplicity to exuberant emotion, the ways in which men would praise God are manifold. Accordingly there are hymns of objective adoration, august and distant, side by side with hymns which unburden the singer's heart and tell what God has done for him alone. The prayer which goes up With the finishing of the book is that, in spite of its limitations and imperfections, it may bring the Church into greater joy, as the people sing these hymns of the ages to the grateful honour of the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost. Cortlandt Whitehead Roland S. Morris G. Mott Williams Robert C. Pruyn Thomas F. Davies Miles Farrow William F. Faber Walter Henry Hall James W. Ashton Horatio Parker Charles Lewis Slattery T. Tertius Noble Frank Damrosch, Jr. Monell Sayre Winfred Douglas Peter Christian Lutkin Morris Earle Wallace Goodrich CONTENTS I. DAILY PRAYER MORNING 18 NOON 9, 10 EVENING 1131 THROUGH THE WEEK 3242 THE LORD'S DAY 4351 FRIDAY 52 II. THE CHRISTIAN YEAR ADVENT 5370 CHRISTMAS 7184 ST. STEPHEN 85 ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST 86 HOLY INNOCENTS 87 CIRCUMCISION 8891 EPIPHANY 9297 SUNDAYS AFTER EPIPHANY 98110 SEPTUAGESIMA 111121 ASH WEDNESDAY AND LENT 122142 LITANIES OF PENITENCE 141, 142 HOLY WEEK 143162 THE STORY OF THE CROSS 163 THE WORDS ON THE CROSS 164 EASTER EVEN 165167 EASTER-DAY 168180 ROGATION DAYS 181183 THE ASCENSION DAY 184194 WHITSUNDAY 195204 LITANIES OF THE HOLY GHOST 203, 204 TRINITY SUNDAY 205210 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 211266 FAITH 211225 THE DIVINE LOVE 226236 THE DIVINE MERCY 237243 DIVINE GUIDANCE 244248 PRAISE AND ADORATION 249266 HOLY DAYS 267302 GENERAL FOR SAINTS' DAYS 267 ST. ANDREW 268 ST. THOMAS 269, 270 CONVERSION OF ST. PAUL 271, 272 THE PRESENTATION OF CHRIST or PURIFICATION OF ST. MARY 273, 274 ST. MATTHIAS 275 THE ANNUNCIATION 276, 277 ST. MARK 278 ST. PHILIP AND ST. JAMES 279 ST. BARNABAS 280, 281 ST. JOHN BAPTIST 282 ST. PETER 283 ST. JAMES 284 THE TRANSFIGURATION 285, 286 ST. BARTHOLOMEW 287 ST. MATTHEW 288 ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS 289291 ST. LUKE 292 ST. SIMON AND ST. JUDE 293 ALL SAINTS 294302 III. SACRAMENTS AND RITES HOLY COMMISSION 303340 INTROITS 303318 THE OFFERTORY 319 THE COMMUNION 320340 HOLY BAPTISM 341346 ADULTS 346 CATECHISM 347364 SCHOOL LIFE 365367 LITANY FOR CHILDREN 368 CONFIRMATION 369380 HOLY MATRIMONY 381383 VISITATION 384408 BURIAL OF THE DEAD 409414 FOR CHILDREN 414 TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 415419 IV. SPECIAL OCCASIONS THANKSGIVING DAY 420428 NATIONAL DAYS 427442 OLD AND NEW YEAR 443449 EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 450456 CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 457462 THE BURIAL GROUND 462 V. THE CHURCH THE CHURCH MILITANT 463472 LITANY OF THE CHURCH 473 MISSIONS 474487 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 488505 TEMPERANCE 506 THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 507516 VI. PROCESSIONALS PROCESSIONALS 517544 VII. CAROLS CAROLS 545561 INDEX TO FIRST LINES 523536 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS 537547 THE HYMNAL I. DAILY PRAYER Morning 1 L.M. NEW every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought. 2 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 3 If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. 4 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see; Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and care. 5 The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves, a road To bring us daily nearer God. 6 Seek we no more; content with these, Let present rapture, comfort, ease, -- As heaven shall bid them, come and go: The secret this of rest below. 7 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray. Amen. John Keble, 1822 2 L.M. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Redeem thy misspent moments past; And live this day as if thy last: Improve thy talent with due care; For the great Day thyself prepare. 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear; Think how all-seeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King. PART II 5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept And hast refreshed me while I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. 6 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 7 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, angelic host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. Thomas Ten, 1695, rev. 1709 3 8.4.7.8.4.7 COME, my soul, thou must be waking Now is breaking O'er the earth another day: Come, to him who made this splendour See thou render All thy feeble strength can pay. 2 Gladly hail the sun returning, Ready burning Be the incense of thy powers; For the night is safely ended, God hath tended With his care thy helpless hours. 3 Pray that he may prosper ever Each endeavour When thine aim is good and true; And that he may ever thwart thee, And convert thee, When thou evil wouldst pursue. 4 Think that he thy ways beholdeth; He unfoldeth Every fault that lurks within; He the hidden shame glossed over Can discover, And discern each deed of sin. 5 Mayest thou on life's last morrow, Free from sorrow, Pass away in slumber sweet; And, released from death's dark sadness, Rise in gladness That far brighter Sun to greet. 6 Only God's free gifts abuse not, Light refuse not, But his Spirit's voice obey; Thou with him shalt dwell, beholding Light enfolding All things in unclouded day. F. R. L. Canitz, 1654-1699; Tr. Henry J. Buckoll, 1838 4 Six 7'S CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of Righteousness, arise! Triumph o'er the shades of night: Day-spring from on high, be near; Day-star, in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn Unaccompanied by thee; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see; Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 3 Visit then this soul of mine! Pierce the gloom of sin and grief! Fill me, Radiancy divine; Scatter all my unbelief, More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1740 5 C.M. NOW that the sun is gleaming bright, Implore we, bending low, That he, the uncreated Light May guide us as we go. 2 No sinful word, nor deed of wrong Nor thoughts that idly rove, But simple truth be on our tongue, And in our hearts be love. 3 And while the hours in order flow, O Christ, securely fence Our gates, beleaguered by the foe, The gate of every sense. 4 And grant that to thine honour, Lord, Our daily toil may tend; That we begin it at thy word, And in thy favour end. Amen. Latin; Tr. John Henry Newman, 1836-1838 6 C.M. MY Father, for another night Of quiet sleep and rest, For all the joy of morning light, Thy holy Name be blest. 2 Now with the newborn day I give Myself anew to thee, That as thou willest I may live, And what thou willest be. 3 Whate'er I do, things great or small, Whate'er I speak or frame, Thy glory may I seek in all, Do all in Jesus' Name. 4 My Father, for his sake, I pray Thy child accept and bless; And lead me by thy grace to-day In paths of righteousness. Amen. Henry W. Balder, 1875 7 L.M. FORTH in thy Name, O Lord, I go My daily labour to pursue; Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task thy wisdom hath assigned, O let me cheerfully fulfill; In all my works thy presence find, And prove thy good and perfect will. 3 Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes my inmost substance see: And labour on at thy command, And offer all my works to thee. 4 Give me to bear thy easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray; And still to things eternal look, And hasten to thy glorious Day. 5 Fain would I still for thee employ Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given, Would run my course with even joy And closely walk with thee to heaven. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1749 8 L.M. COME, Holy Ghost, who ever One Art with the Father and the Son, Come, Holy Ghost, our souls possess With thy full flood of holiness. 2 In will and deed, by heart and tongue, With all our powers, thy praise be sung; And love light up our mortal frame, Till others catch the living flame. 3 Almighty Father, hear our cry Through Jesus Christ our Lord most high, Who with the Holy Ghost and thee Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. Latin; St. Ambrose, 340-397; Tr. John Henry Newman, 1836 Also the following 205 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty Noon 9 L.M. BLEST are the moments, doubly blest, That drawn from this one hour of rest, Are with a ready heart bestowed Upon the service of our God! 2 Each field is then a hallowed spot, An altar is in each man's cot, A church in every grove that spreads Its living roof above our heads. 3 Look up to heaven, the industrious sun Already half his race hath run: He cannot halt or go astray, But our immortal spirits may. 4 Lord, since his rising in the east, If we have faltered or transgressed, Guide, from thy love's abundant source, What yet remains of this day's course; 5 Help with thy grace, through life's short day, Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest. Amen. William Wordsworth, 1834 10 C.M. BEHOLD us, Lord, a little space From daily tasks set free, And met within thy holy place To rest awhile with thee. 2 Around us rolls the ceaseless tide Of business, toil, and care; And scarcely can we turn aside For one brief hour of prayer. 3 Yet these are not the only walls Wherein thou mayst be sought; On homeliest work thy blessing falls, In truth and patience wrought. 4 Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, The wealth of land and sea, The worlds of science and of art, Revealed and ruled by thee. 5 Then let us prove our heavenly birth, In all we do and know; And claim the kingdom of the earth For thee and not thy foe. 6 Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought As thou wouldst have it done, And prayer, by thee inspired and taught, Itself with work be one. Amen. John Ellerton, 1870 Evening 11 L.M. O TRINITY of blessed light, O Unity of princely might, The fiery sun now goes his way; Shed thou within our hearts thy ray. 2 To thee our morning song of praise, To thee our evening prayer we raise; O grant us with thy saints on high To praise thee through eternity. 3 All laud to God the Father be; All praise, eternal Son, to thee; All glory, as is ever meet, To God the holy Paraclete. Amen. Latin: St. Ambrose, 340-397; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852 12 10.6.10.6 O BRIGHTNESS of the immortal Father's face, Most holy, heavenly, blest, Lord Jesus Christ, in whom his truth and grace Are visibly expressed: 2 The sun is sinking now, and one by one The lamps of evening shine; We hymn the eternal Father, and the Son, And Holy Ghost divine. 3 Worthy art thou at all times to receive Our hallowed praises, Lord. O Son of God, be thou, in whom we live, Through all the world adored. Amen. "The Candlelight Hymn," Greek, before 370; Tr. Edward W. Eddis, 1864 13 six 10's THE day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows. O Brightness of thy Father's glory, thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now. Where thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with thee. 2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend. O Conqueror of the grave, be thou our guide, Be thou our light in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. 3 Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail. When all is dark may we behold thee nigh, And hear thy voice: "Fear not, for it is I." 4 The weary world is mouldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; in that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awakened by thy call, With thee, O Lord, for ever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1863 14 8.8.8.4 THE radiant morn hath passed away, And spent too soon her golden store; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more. 2 Our life is but an autumn sun, Its glorious noon, how quickly past; Lead us, O Christ, our lifework done, Safe home at last. 3 O by thy soul-inspiring grace, Uplift our hearts to realms on high; Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky, 4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace In undivided empire reign, And thronging angels never cease Their deathless strain; 5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white. And evening shadows never fall, Where thou, eternal Light of Light, Art Lord of all. Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1864 15 8.7.8.7.7.7 THROUGH the day thy love has spared us; Hear us ere the hour of rest: Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest; Jesus, thou our guardian be; Sweet it is to trust in thee. 2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes; Us and ours preserve from dangers; In thine arms may we repose; And, when life's short day is past, Rest with thee in heaven at last. Amen. Thomas Kelly, 1806 16 7.7.7.5 HOLY Father, cheer our way With thy love's perpetual ray; Grant us every closing day Light at evening time. 2 Holy Saviour, calm our fears When earth's brightness disappears; Grant us in our latter years Light at evening time. 3 Holy Spirit, be thou nigh When in mortal pains we lie; Grant us, as we come to die, Light at evening time. 4 Holy, blessèd Trinity, Darkness is not dark with thee; Those thou keepest always see Light at evening time. Amen. Richard H. Robinson, 1869 17 6.4.6.6 THE sun is sinking fast, The daylight dies: Let love awake, and pay Her evening sacrifice. 2 As Christ upon the cross His head inclined, And to his Father's hands His parting soul resigned; 3 So now herself my soul Would wholly give Into his sacred charge, In whom all spirits live; 4 So now beneath his eye Would calmly rest, Without a wish or thought Abiding in the breast; 5 Save that his will be done, Whate'er betide; Dead to herself, and dead In him to all beside. 6 Thus would I live; yet now Not I, but he, In all his power and love, Henceforth alive in me. 7 One sacred Trinity, One Lord divine, May I be ever his, And he for ever mine. Amen. Latin; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1858 18 10.10.10.10 ABIDE with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O thou who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. 5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. Henry F. Lyte, 1847 19 Four 7's SOFTLY now the light of day Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labour free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall for ever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity; Then, from thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye. Amen. George W. Doane, 1824 20 L.M. SUN of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near; O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 4 If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned to-day the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep to-night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of thy love We lose ourselves in heaven above. Amen. John Keble, 1820 21 S.M. THE day is past and gone; The evening shades appear: O may we all remember well The night of death draws near. 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possest. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. Amen. John Ireland, 1792 22 C.M.D. THE shadows of the evening hours Fall from the darkening sky; Upon the fragrance of the flowers The dews of evening lie. Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close of day; Look on thy children from on high, And hear us while we pray. 2 The sorrows of thy servants, Lord, O do not thou despise, But let the incense of our prayers Before thy mercy rise. The brightness of the coming night Upon the darkness rolls; With hopes of future glory chase The shadows on our souls. 3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade: So fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and Joy, That one by one depart. Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Within the heavens shine: Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, And trust in things divine. 4 Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend; From midnight fears and perils, thou Our trembling hearts defend. Give us a respite from our toil; Calm and subdue our woes; Through the long day we labour, Lord, O give us now repose. Amen. Adelaide A. Procter, 1862 23 7.6.7.6.8.8 THE day is past and over: All thanks, O Lord, to thee! I pray thee that offenseless The hours of dark may be. O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 2 The joys of day are over: I lift my heart to thee, And call on thee that sinless The hours of gloom may be. O Jesus, make their darkness light, And guard me through the coming night. 3 The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be. O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 4 Lord, that in death I sleep not, And lest my foe should say, "I have prevailed against him," Lighten mine eyes, I pray: O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. 5 Be thou my soul's preserver, O God, for thou dust know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. Lover of men, O hear my call, And guard and save me from them all! Amen. St. Anatolius, 800; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1853 24 8.7.6.7 D. SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing; Ere repose our spirits seal; Sin and want we come confessing; Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee; Thou art he who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly, Angel-guards from thee surround us; We are safe, if thou art nigh. Be thou nigh, should death o'ertake us; Jesus, then our refuge be, And in Paradise awake us, There to rest in peace with thee. 3 Father, to thy holy keeping Humbly we ourselves resign; Saviour, who hast slept our sleeping, Make our slumbers pure as thine; Blessed Spirit, brooding o'er us, Chase the darkness of our night, Till the perfect day before us Breaks in everlasting light. Amen. James Edmeston, 1820; st. 3, Edward H. Bickersteth, 1876 25 L.M. ALL praise to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 O may my soul on thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close; Sleep that shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. 6 O when shall I, in endless day, For ever chase dark sleep away, And hymns divine with angels sing, All praise to thee, eternal King? 7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, angelic host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. Thomas Ken, 1709 26 8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4 GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light; Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night, May thine angel-guards defend us, Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This livelong night. 2 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping And, when we die, May we in thy mighty keeping, All peaceful lie: When the last dread call shall wake us, Do not thou, our God, forsake us, But to reign in glory take us With thee on high. Amen. Reginald Heber, 1827, and Richard Whateley, 1855 27 C.M. NOW from the altar of my heart Let incense flames arise; Assist me, Lord, to offer up Mine evening sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fleet and free than they. 3 New time, new favour, and new joys Do a new song require; Till I shall praise thee as I would, Accept my heart's desire. Amen. John Mason, 1683 28 L.M. BEFORE the ending of the day, Creator of the world, we pray That with thy wonted favour, thou Wouldst be our Guard and Keeper now. 2 From all ill dreams defend our sight, From fears and terrors of the night; Withhold from us our ghostly foe, That spot of sin we may not know. 3 O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, thine only Son; Who, with the Holy Ghost and thee, Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. Latin; St. Ambrose, 340-397; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852 29 9.8.9.8 THE day thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at thy behest; To thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. 2 We thank thee that thy Church unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. 3 As o'er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. 4 The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren 'neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. 5 So be it, Lord; thy throne shall never, Like earth's proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever, Till all thy creatures own thy sway. John Ellerton, 1870 30 C.M. AS now the sun's declining rays At eventide descend, E'en so our years are sinking down To their appointed end. 2 Lord, on the cross thine arms were stretched To draw the nations nigh; O grant us then that cross to love, And in those arms to die. 3 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from saints on earth, And from the angel host. Amen. Charles Coffin, 1736: Tr. John Chandler, 1837 31 8.7.8.7 TARRY with me, O my Saviour! For the day is passing by; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. 2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? 3 Lonely seems the vale of shadow; Sinks my heart with troubled fear; Give me faith for clearer vision, Speak thou, Lord, in words of cheer. 4 Let me hear thy voice behind me, Calming all these wild alarms; Let me, underneath my weakness, Feel the everlasting arms. 5 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on thee; Tarry with me through the darkness; While I sleep, still watch by me. 6 Tarry with me, O my Saviour! Lay my head upon thy breast Till the morning; then awake me! Morning of eternal rest. Amen. Caroline L. Smith, 1853; alt. 1855, 1862 Also the following 34 Inspirer and hearer of prayer 48 O Saviour, bless us ere we go 49 Our day of praise is done 50 Saviour, again to thy dear Name we raise 364 Now the day is over 399 At even, when the sun was set 407 One sweetly solemn thought 412 Sunset and evening star Through the Week 32 L.M. FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place than all beside more sweet; It is the blood-stained mercy-seat. 3 There is a spot where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 4 There, there, on eagles' wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more; And heaven comes down, our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat. Hugh Stowell, 1828 33 C.M. O HELP us, Lord, each hour of need Thy heavenly succour give: Help us in thought, in word, and deed, Each hour on earth we live! 2 O help us, when our spirits cry With contrite anguish sore; And when our hearts are cold and dry, O help us, Lord, the more! 3 O help us through the prayer of faith More firmly to believe! For still the more the servant hath, The more shall he receive. 4 O help us, Saviour, from on high: We have no help but thee. O help us so to live and die As thine in heaven to be! Amen. Henry H. Milman, 1827 34 Four 8's INSPIRER and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine, My all to thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. 2 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. 3 A sovereign Protector I have, Unseen, yet for ever at hand; Unchangeably faithful to save, Almighty to rule and command. 4 His smiles and his comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul he delights to defend. Augustus M. Toplady,1774 35 C.M. WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed, To thee my thoughts would soar: Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see; Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favoured hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storms shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee. Amen. Helen M. Williams, 1786 36 8.4.8.4 LORD, for to-morrow and its needs I do not pray; Keep me, my God, from stain of sin, Just for to-day. 2 Help me to labour earnestly And duly pray; Let me be kind in word and deed, Father, to-day. 3 Let me be slow to do my will, Prompt to obey; Help me to sacrifice myself Gladly, to-day. 4 Let me no wrong or idle word Unthinking say; Set thou a seal upon my lips Through all to-day. 5 Let me in season, Lord, be grave, In season gay: Let me be faithful to thy grace, Dear Lord, to-day. 6 And if to-day this life of mine Should ebb away, Give me thy Sacrament divine, Father, to-day. 7 So for to-morrow and its needs I do not pray: Still keep me, guide me, love me, Lord, Through each to-day. Amen. Mary Xavier, 1877 37 six 6'S WHEN morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries, May Jesus Christ be praised; Alike at work and prayer To Jesus I repair; May Jesus Christ be praised. 2 Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised; O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised. 3 My tongue shall never tire Of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised; This song of sacred joy, It never seems to cloy, May Jesus Christ be praised. 4 When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised; When evil thoughts molest, With this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised. 5 Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised; Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised. 6 The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say, May Jesus Christ be praised; The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised. 7 In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised; Let earth, and sea, and sky From depth to height reply May Jesus Christ be praised. 8 Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, May Jesus Christ be praised; Be this the eternal song Through ages all along, May Jesus Christ be praised. Anon., German, 1828; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1853 38 7.7.7.5 THREE in One, and One in Three, Ruler of the earth and sea, Hear us while we lift to thee Holy chant and psalm. 2 Light of lights! with morning shine, Lift on us thy light divine; And let charity benign Breathe on us her balm. 3 Light of lights! when falls the even, Let it sink on sin forgiven; Fold us in the peace of heaven; Shed a holy calm. 4 Three in One, and One in Three, Darkling here we worship thee; With the saints hereafter we Hope to bear the palm. Amen. Gilbert Rorison, 1849 39 L.M. SAVIOUR, when night involves the skies, My soul, adoring, turns to thee; Thee, self-abased in mortal guise, And wrapt in shades of death for me. 2 On thee my waking raptures dwell, When crimson gleams the east adorn, Thee, Victor of the grave and hell, Thee, source of life's eternal morn. 3 When noon her throne in light arrays, To thee my soul triumphant springs; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze, Thee, Lord of lords and King of kings. 4 O'er earth, when shades of evening steal, To death and thee my thoughts I give; To death, whose power I soon must feel, To thee, with whom I trust to live. Thomas Gisborne, 1805 40 Six 8's O LIGHT, whose beams illumine all From twilight dawn to perfect day, Shine thou before the shadows fall, That lead our wandering feet astray; At morn and eve thy radiance pour, That youth may love and age adore. 2 O Way, through whom our souls draw near To yon eternal home of peace, Where perfect love shall cast out fear, And earth's vain toil and wandering cease; In strength or weakness may we see Our heavenward path, O Lord, through thee. 3 O Truth, before whose shrine we bow, Thou priceless pearl for all who seek, To thee our earliest strength we vow; Thy love will bless the pure and meek; When dreams or mists beguile our sight, Turn thou our darkness into light. 4 O Life, the well that ever flows To slake the thirst of those that faint, Thy power to bless, what seraph knows? Thy joy supreme, what words can paint? In earth's last hour of fleeting breath Be thou our conqueror over death. 5 O Light, O Way, O Truth, O Life, O Jesus, born mankind to save, Give thou thy peace in deadliest strife; Shed thou thy calm on stormiest wave; Be thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lord of the living and the dead. Amen. Edward H. Plumptre, 1864 41 7.7.7.5 LORD of mercy and of might, Of mankind the life and light, Maker, Teacher infinite: Jesus, hear and save. 2 Strong Creator, Saviour mild, Humbled to a mortal child, Captive, beaten, bound, reviled: Jesus, hear and save. 3 Throned above celestial things, Borne aloft on angels' wings, Lord of lords, and King of kings: Jesus, hear and save. 4 Soon to come to earth again, Judge of angels and of men, Hear us now, and hear us then: Jesus, hear and save. Amen. Reginald Heber, 1827 42 8.7.8.7 GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand. 2 Open now the crystal fountains Whence the living waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through. 3 Feed me with the heavenly manna In this barren wilderness; Be my sword, and shield, and banner, Be the Lord my Righteousness. 4 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side. Amen. Welsh: William Williams, 1745; Tr. Peter Williams, 1772; alt. John Keble, 1857 Also the following 118 My soul, be on thy guard 247 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us 248 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace 354 Saviour, teach me, day by day 372 My God, accept my heart this day The Lord's Day 43 7.6.7.6 D O DAY of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright: On thee the high and lowly, Through ages joined in tune, Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, To the great God Triune. 2 On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven, And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given. 3 Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our promised land. 4 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where Gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. 5 New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest. To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To thee, blest Three in One. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 44 L.M. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy Name, give thanks and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels, how divine! 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Isaac Watts, 1719; Psalm 92 45 S.M. THIS is the day of light: Let there be light to-day; O Day-spring, rise upon our night, And chase its gloom away. 2 This is the day of rest: Our failing strength renew; On weary brain and troubled breast Shed thou thy freshening dew. 3 This is the day of peace: Thy peace our spirits fill; Bid thou the blasts of discord cease, The waves of strife be still. 4 This is the day of prayer: Let earth to heaven draw near; Lift up our hearts to seek thee there, Come down to meet us here. 5 This is the first of days: Send forth thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Vanquisher of death! Amen. John Ellerton, 1867 46 Six 7's SAFELY through another week God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day; Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we seek for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's Name, Show thy reconciled face, Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy Name to praise; Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. Amen. John Newton, 1774 47 Four 7's ON this day, the first of days, God the Father's Name we praise: Who, creation's Lord and Spring, Did the world from darkness bring. 2 On this day the Eternal Son Over death his triumph won; On this day the Spirit came With his gifts of living flame. 3 O that fervent love to-day May in every heart have sway, Teaching us to praise aright God, the Source of life and light. 4 Father, who didst fashion me Image of thyself to be, Fill me with thy love divine, Let my every thought be thine. 5 Holy Jesus, may I be Dead and buried here with thee; And, by love inflamed, arise Unto thee a sacrifice. 6 Thou, who dost all gifts impart, Shine, blest Spirit, in my heart; Best of gifts thyself bestow; Make me burn thy love to know. 7 God, the blessed Three in One, Dwell within my heart alone; Thou dost give thyself to me, May I give myself to thee. Amen. Latin; Tr. Henry W. Baker, 1861 48 Six 8's O SAVIOUR, bless us ere we go; Thy word into our minds instill, And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 2 The day is gone, its hours have run; And thou hast taken count of all, The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night O gentle Jesus, be our light. 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day and deaths dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 4 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto thee we call; O let thy mercy make us glad; Thou art our Saviour and our all. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 5 O Saviour, bless us; night is come; Through night and darkness near us be; Good angels watch about our home, And we are one day nearer thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. Amen. Frederick William Faber, 1849 49 S.M. OUR day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. 2 Around the throne on high, Where night can never be, The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire: But O, the strains, how full and clear, Of that eternal choir! 4 Yet, Lord, to thy dear will If thou attune the heart, We in thine angels' music still May bear our lower part. 5 'Tis thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our life a daily psalm Of glory to thy Name. 6 A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; And songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend. Amen. John Ellerton, 1871 50 Four 10's SAVIOUR, again to thy dear Name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon thy Name. 2 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night; Turn thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to thee. 3 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life; Peace to thy Church from error and from strife; Peace to our land, the fruit of truth and love; Peace in each heart, thy Spirit from above: 4 Thy peace in life, the balm of every pain; Thy peace in death, the hope to rise again; Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. Amen. John Ellerton, 1866 51 8.7.8.7.4.7 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: O refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration For thy Gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May thy presence With us evermore be found; 3 So that when thy love shall call us, Saviour, from the world away, Fear of death shall not appall us, Glad thy summons to obey. May we ever Reign with thee in endless day. Amen. John Fawcett, 1773, alt. Also the following 307 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear 352 Again the morn of gladness 504 Holy offerings, rich and rare 544 O what the joy and the glory must be Friday 52 L.M. O JESUS, crucified for man, O Lamb, all glorious on thy throne, Teach thou our wondering souls to scan The mystery of thy love unknown. 2 We pray thee, grant us strength to take Our daily cross, whate'er it be, And gladly for thine own dear sake In paths of pain to follow thee. 3 As on our daily way we go, Through light or shade, in calm or strife, O may we bear thy marks below In conquered sin and chastened life. 4 And week by week this day we ask That holy memories of thy cross May sanctify each common task, And turn to gain each earthly loss. 5 Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear Till at thy feet we lay it down, Win through thy blood our pardon there, And through the cross attain the crown. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1871 Also the following 154 When I survey the wondrous cross 160 We sing the praise of him who died II. THE CHRISTIAN YEAR Advent 53 8.8.8.8.11 HOSANNA to the living Lord! Hosanna to the Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing! Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 2 Hosanna, Lord! thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord! thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound; Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 3 O Saviour, with protecting care, Return to this thy house of prayer: Assembled in thy sacred Name, Where we thy parting promise claim: Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 4 But, chiefest, in our cleansèd breast, Eternal! bid thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure and worthy thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 5 So in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Amen. Reginald Heber, 1827 54 C.M. HARK! the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long: Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure: And with the treasures of his grace To enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim: And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved Name. Amen. Philip Doddridge, 1735, alt. 55 8.7.8.7 COME, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art; Dear desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. 3 Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone: By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1744 56 C.M. THY kingdom come! on bended knee The passing ages pray; And faithful souls have yearned to see On earth that kingdom¹s day. 2 But the slow watches of the night Not less to God belong; And for the everlasting right The silent stars are strong. 3 And lo, already on the hills The flags of dawn appear; Gird up your loins, ye prophet souls, Proclaim the day is near: 4 The day in whose clear-shining light All wrong shall stand revealed, When justice shall be throned in might, And every hurt be healed; 5 When knowledge, hand in hand with peace, Shall walk the earth abroad; The day of perfect righteousness, The promised day of God. Frederick L. Hosmer, 1891 57 8.7.8.7.4.7 LO he comes, with clouds descending, Once for our salvation slain; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train: Alleluia! Christ, the Lord, returns to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold him, Pierced, and nailed him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. 3 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear: All his saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet him in the air: Alleluia! See the day of God appear. 4 Yea, amen; let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne; Saviour, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdoms for thine own: Alleluia! Thou shalt reign, and thou alone. Amen. John Cennick, 1750, and Charles Wesley, 1758 58 7.6.7.6 D. O WORD of God incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth, unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky, We praise thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. 2 The Church from her dear Master Received the gift divine, And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored, It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Christ, the living Word. 3 It floateth like a banner Before God's host unfurled; It shineth like a beacon Above the darkling world; It is the chart and compass That o'er life's surging sea, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, Still guides, O Christ, to thee. 4 O make thy Church, dear Saviour, A lamp of purest gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old; O teach thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1867 59 Four 6's LORD, thy word abideth, And our footsteps guideth; Who its truth believeth Light and joy receiveth. 2 When our foes are near us, Then thy word doth cheer us, Word of consolation, Message of salvation. 3 When the storms are o'er us, And dark clouds before us, Then its light directeth, And our way protecteth. 4 Who can tell the pleasure, Who recount the treasure, By thy word imparted To the simple-hearted? 5 Word of mercy, giving Succour to the living; Word of life, supplying Comfort to the dying! 6 O that we discerning Its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear thee! Evermore be near thee! Amen. Henry W. Baker, 1861 60 C.M. LAMP of our feet, whereby we trace Our path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heavenly grace, Brook by the traveler¹s way; 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, True manna from on high; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky; 3 Pillar of fire, through watches dark, And radiant cloud by day; When waves would whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay: 4 Word of the everliving God, Will of his glorious Son; Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? 5 Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts; And to its heavenly teaching turn, With simple, childlike hearts. Amen. Bernard Barton, 1826 61 7.6.7.6 D. REJOICE, rejoice, believers! And let your lights appear; The evening is advancing, And darker night is near. The Bridegroom is arising, And soon he will draw nigh; Up! pray, and watch, and wrestle! At midnight comes the cry. 2 See that your lamps are burning; Replenish them with oil; Look now for your salvation, The end of sin and toil. The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near, Go meet him as he cometh, With alleluias clear. 3 O wise and holy virgins, Now raise your voices higher, Until in songs of triumph Ye meet the angel choir. The marriage-feast is waiting, The gates wide open stand; Up, up, ye heirs of glory! The Bridegroom is at hand. 4 Our hope and expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere! With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, And ever be with thee! Amen. Laurentius Laurenti, 1700; Tr. Sarah B. Findlater, 1854 62 P.M. WAKE, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the heights are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight's solemn hour is tolling, His chariot wheels are nearer rolling, He comes; prepare, ye virgins wise. Rise up, with willing feet, Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Alleluia! Bear through the night your well-trimmed light, Speed forth to join the marriage rite. 2 Sion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart with deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom: Forth her Bridegroom comes, all glorious, In grace arrayed, by truth victorious; Her Star is risen, her Light is come! All hail, Incarnate Lord, Our crown, and our reward! Alleluia! We haste along, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. 3 Lamb of God, the heavens adore thee, And men and angels sing before thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone. By the pearly gates in wonder We stand, and swell the voice of thunder, That echoes round thy dazzling throne. No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught, Such bliss and joy: To raise the song, we swell the throng, To praise thee ages all along. Amen. Philip Nicolai, 1599; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858 63 8.7.8.7 HARK! a thrilling voice is sounding; "Christ is nigh," it seems to say; Cast away the works of darkness, O ye children of the day." 2 Wakened by the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies. 3 Lo! the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from heaven; Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, One and all to be forgiven; 4 So when next he comes with glory, Wrapping all the world in fear, May he with his mercy shield us, And with words of love draw near. Latin, 6th cent.; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. 64 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 GREAT God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of all men doth appear On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet him! 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold his wrath prevailing For they shall rise and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet him. 4 Great God, to thee my spirit clings, Thy boundless love declaring; One wondrous sight my comfort brings, The Judge my nature wearing. Beneath his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him. Amen. William B. Collyer, 1812; alt, Thomas Cotterill, 1820 65 8.8.8 DAY of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! 2 O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. 3 Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. 4 Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. 5 Lo! the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. 6 When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. 7 What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? 8 King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! 9 Think, good Jesus, my salvation Cost thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! 10 Faint and weary, thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me. Shall such grace be vainly brought me? 11 Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution, Ere the day of retribution. 12 Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning! 13 Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. 14 Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! 15 With thy favoured sheep O place me; Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me. 16 While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded Call me with thy saints surrounded. 17 Low I kneel, with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. 18 Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! 19 Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen. Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; Tr. William J. Irons, 1849 66 Six 8¹s O COME, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel; That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! 2 O come, thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell thy people save, And give them victory o'er the grave. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! 3 O come, thou Day-spring, come and cheer Our spirits by thine advent here; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, And death's dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! 4 O come, thou Key of David, come, And open wide our heavenly home; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! 5 O come, O come, thou Lord of might! Who to thy tribes on Sinai's height, In ancient times didst give the law, In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. Amen. Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852; alt. 1861 67 P.M. THOU art coming, O my Saviour! Thou art coming, O my King! In thy beauty all resplendent, In thy glory all transcendent; Well may we rejoice and sing; Coming: in the opening east Herald brightness slowly swells; Coming: O thou glorious Priest! Hear we not thy golden bells? 2 Thou art coming, thou art coming; We shall meet thee on thy way; We shall see thee, we shall know thee, We shall bless thee, we shall show thee All our hearts could never say; What an anthem that will be, Music rapturously sweet, Pouring out our love to thee At thine own all-glorious feet. 3 Thou art coming; at thy table We are witnesses for this; While remembering hearts thou meetest In communion clearest, sweetest, Earnest of our coming bliss; Showing not thy death alone, And thy love exceeding great, But thy coming, and thy throne, All for which we long and wait. 4 Thou art coming, we are waiting With a hope that cannot fail; Asking not the day or hour, Resting on thy word of power, Anchored safe within the veil. Time appointed may be long, But the vision must be sure; Certainty shall make us strong, Joyful patience can endure. 5 O the joy to see thee reigning, Thee, our own beloved Lord! Every tongue thy Name confessing, Worship honour, glory, blessing Brought to thee with one accord; Thee, our Master and our Friend, Vindicated and enthroned, Unto earth's remotest end Glorified, adored, and owned! Amen. Frances R. Havergal, 1873 68 7.6.7.6 D THE world is very evil; The times are waxing late: Be sober and keep vigil; The Judge is at the gate: The Judge who comes in mercy, The Judge who comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. 2 Arise, arise, good Christians Let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow To heavenly gladness lead: To the home of fadeless splendour, Of flowers that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children, Who here as exiles mourn; 3 'Mid power that knows no limit, And wisdom free from bound, Where rests a peace untroubled, Peace holy and profound, O happy, holy portion, Refection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, Sweet cure for all distrest! 4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! Thou hast no time, bright days Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! Strive, man, to win that glory; Toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, Till hope be lost in sight. 5 O sweet and blessèd country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessèd country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. St. Bernard of Cluny, 1145; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1858 69 7.6.7.6 D BRIEF life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life is there! O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest, For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! 2 There grief is turned to pleasure; Such pleasure as below No human voice can utter, No human heart can know; And after fleshly weakness, And after this world's night, And after storm and whirlwind, Are calm, and joy, and light. 3 And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown; And he whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see him Shall have him for their own. 4 And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Sion in her anguish With Babylon must cope; But there is David's fountain, And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. 5 The morning shall awaken, The shadows flee away, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day; For God our King and Portion, In fullness of his grace, We then shall see for ever, And worship face to face. 6 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest Who art with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. St. Bernard of Cluny, 1145; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1858 70 C.M. THE King shall cone when morning dawns, And light triumphant breaks; When beauty gilds the eastern hills, And life to joy awakes. 2 Not as of old a little child To bear, and fight, and die, But crowned with glory like the sun That lights the morning sky. 3 O brighter than the rising morn When he, victorious, rose, And left the lonesome place of death, Despite the rage of foes; -- 4 O brighter than that glorious morn Shall this fair morning be, When Christ, our King, in beauty comes, And we his face shall see. 5 The King shall come when morning dawns, And earth's dark night is past; O haste the rising of that morn, The day that aye shall last; 6 And let the endless bliss begin, By weary saints foretold, When right shall triumph over wrong, And truth shall be extolled. 7 The King shall come when morning dawns, And light and beauty brings: Hail, Christ the Lord! Thy people pray, Come quickly, King of kings. Amen. Greek; Tr. John Brownlie, 1907 Also the following 105 Thy kingdom come, O God 106 Watchman, tell us of the night 282 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry 481 Lord, her watch thy Church is keeping 518 Hark! the voice eternal Christmas 71 C.M. WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3 "To you, in David's town, this day Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: 4 "The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song: 6 "All glory be to God on high And on the earth be peace; Good will henceforth from heaven to men Begin and never cease." Nahum Tate, 1700 72 P.M. O COME, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold him Born the King of angels; O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. 2 God of God, Light of Light, Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb; Very God, Begotten, not created; O come, let us adore him, etc. 3 Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above: Glory to God In the highest; O come, let us adore him, etc. 4 Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning; Jesus, to thee be glory given; Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing; O come, let us adore him, etc. Amen. Latin; Tr. Frederick Oakeley, 1841 73 Eight 7's, with refrain HARK! the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With the angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem! Hark the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King! 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the Incarnate Deity, Pleased as Man with man to dwell; Jesus, our Emmanuel! Hark! the herald angels sing, etc. 3 Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Risen with healing in his wings, Light and life to all he brings, Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hark! the herald angels sing, etc. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1739, alt. 74 P.M. OF the Father's love begotten, Ere the worlds began to be, He is Alpha and Omega, He the source, the ending he, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see, Evermore and evermore! 2 O that Birth for ever blessèd, When the Virgin, full of grace, By the Holy Ghost conceiving, Bare the Saviour of our race; And the Babe, the world's Redeemer, First revealed his sacred face, Evermore and evermore! 3 O ye heights of heaven adore him; Angel hosts, his praises sing; Powers, Dominions, bow before him, And extol our God and King; Let no tongue on earth be silent. Every voice in concert ring, Evermore and evermore! 4 Thee let old men, thee let young men, Thee let boys in chorus sing; Matrons, virgins, little maidens, With glad voices answering: Let their guileless songs re-echo, And the heart its music bring, Evermore and evermore! 5 Christ, to thee with God the Father, And, O Holy Ghost, to thee, Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving, And unwearied praises be: Honour, glory, and dominion, And eternal victory, Evermore and evermore! Amen. Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, 348-413: Tr. John Mason Neale, 1854, and Henry W. Baker, 1859 75 P.M. SHOUT the glad tidings, exultingly sing, Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! 1 Sion, the marvelous story be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth! The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. Shout the glad tidings, etc. 2 Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round: How free to the faithful he offers salvation, His people with joy everlasting are crowned. Shout the glad tidings, etc. 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise: Ye angels, the full alleluia be singing; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. Shout the glad tidings, etc. William A. Mühlenberg, 1826 76 Six 10¹s CHRISTIANS, awake, salute the happy morn, Whereon the Saviour of the world was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son. 2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald¹s voice: "Behold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour s birth To you and all the nations upon earth. This day hath God fulfilled his promised word, This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord." 3 He spake, and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang; God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and unto men good will. 4 To Bethlehem straight the happy shepherds ran, To see the wonder God had wrought for man; And found, with Joseph and the blessèd Maid, Her Son, the Saviour, in a manger laid; Amazed, the wondrous story they proclaim, The earliest heralds of the Saviour¹s name. 5 Let us, like these good shepherds, then employ Our grateful voices to proclaim the joy; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From his poor manger to his bitter cross; Treading his steps, assisted by his grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 6 Then may we hope, the angelic thrones among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song; He, that was born upon this joyful day, Around us all his glory shall display; Saved by his love, incessant we shall sing Of angels and of angel-men the King. John Byrom, 1750 77 Four 7's, with refrain SING, O sing, this blessèd morn, Unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given, God himself comes down from heaven; Sing, O sing, this blessed morn, Jesus Christ to-day is born. 2 God of God, and Light of Light, Comes with mercies infinite, Joining in a wondrous plan Heaven to earth and God to man. Sing, O sing, etc. 3 God with us, Emmanuel, Deigns for ever now to dwell; He on Adam's fallen race Sheds the fullness of his grace. Sing, O sing, etc. 4 God comes down that man may rise, Lifted by him to the skies; Christ is Son of man that we Sons of God in him may be. Sing, O sing, etc. 5 O renew us, Lord, we pray, With thy Spirit day by day, That we ever one may be With the Father and with thee. Sing, O sing, etc. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 78 7.6.8.6 D. O LITTLE town of Bethlehem! How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night. 2 For Christ is born of Mary, And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth. 3 How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him, still The dear Christ enters in. 4 O holy Child of Bethlehem! Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in, Be born in us to-day. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel! Amen. Phillips Brooks, 1868 79 C.M.D. IT came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold: Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heaven's all-gracious King; The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. 2 Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world: Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. 3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow! Look now, for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: O rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing. 4 For lo! the days are hastening on, By prophets seen of old, When with the ever-circling years, Shall come the time foretold, When the new heaven and earth shall own The Prince of Peace their King, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. Edmund H. Sears. 1846 80 8.7.8.7.4.7 ANGELS from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King. 2 Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant Light: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King. 3 Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar: Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen his natal star. Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King. 3 Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King. James Montgomery, 1816 81 8.7.8.7 HARK! what mean those holy voices Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo! the angelic host rejoices, Heavenly alleluias rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy -- "Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high! 3 "Peace on earth, goodwill from heaven, Reaching far as man is found; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 "Christ is born, the great Anointed! Heaven and earth his praises sing! O receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King! 5 "Hasten, mortals, to adore him; Learn his name to magnify, Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high!" John Cawood, 1819 82 7.6.7.6.6.7.6 A GREAT and mighty wonder A full and holy cure! The Virgin bears the Infant With virgin-honour pure. Repeat the hymn again! "To God on high be glory, And peace on earth to men!" 2 The Word becomes incarnate And yet remains on high! And cherubim sing anthems To shepherds from the sky. Repeat, etc. 3 While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and mountains, Ye oceans, clap your hands. Repeat, etc. 4 Since all he comes to ransom, By all be he adored, The Infant born in Bethlehem, The Saviour and the Lord. Repeat, etc. 5 And idol forms shall perish, And error shall decay, And Christ shall wield his scepter, Our Lord and God for aye. Repeat, etc. St. Germanus, 634-734; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 83 P.M. THOU didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown, When thou camest to earth for me; But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room For thy holy nativity. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 2 Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang, Proclaiming thy royal degree; But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth, And in great humility. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 3 The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest In the shade of the forest tree; But thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God, In the desert of Galilee. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 4 Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word, That should set thy people free; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn, They bore thee to Calvary. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! Thy cross is my only plea. 5 When the heavens shall ring, and the angels sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saving, "Yet there is room There is room at my side for thee." And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus, When thou comest and callest for me. Amen. Emily E. S. Elliott, 1864 84 C.M. CALM on the listening ear of night Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. 2 Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there; And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. 3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy heights, The Day-spring from on high. 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. 5 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring, "Peace to the earth, good will to men, From heaven's eternal King!" 6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born: More bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. Edmund H. Sears, 1834 Also the following 349 Once in royal David's city 545 All my heart this night rejoices 546 Silent night, holy night 547 When Christ was born of Mary free 548 Like silver lamps 549 Good Christian men, rejoice 550 Dost thou in a manger lie 551 The first Nowell the angel did say 552 Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day St. Stephen 85 C.M. THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood-red banner streams afar: Who follows in his train? 2 Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain; Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train. 3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on him to save. 4 Like him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train? 5 A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. 6 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks the death to feel. Who follows in their train? 7 A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. 8 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain: O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. Amen. Reginald Heber, 1812 Suitable for any martyr's festival. St. John the Evangelist 86 L.M. 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; 2 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; 3 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. 4 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. Reginald Heber, 1827 Also the following 277 Blest are the pure in heart 288 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures Holy Innocents 87 L.M. O LORD, the Holy Innocents Laid down for thee their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for thee in fire and strife. 2 We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learned like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus' sake? 3 O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus' sake, A weary war to wage with sin. 4 When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes; 5 Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. 6 With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good-humour brighten there, And do all still for Jesus' sake. 7 There's not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus' sake. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1850 Circumcision 88 S.M. THE ancient law departs And all its terrors cease; For Jesus makes with faithful hearts A covenant of peace. 2 The Light of Light divine, True Brightness undefiled, He bears for us the shame of sin, A holy, spotless Child. 3 To-day the Name is thine, At which we bend the knee; They call the Jesus, Child divine! Our Jesus deign to be. Amen. Sebastien Besnault, 1736; Tr. Compilers of H. A. &. M. 89 8.7.8.7.8.7 TO the Name of our salvation Laud and honour let us pay, Which for many a generation Hid in God's foreknowledge lay; But with holy exultation We may sing aloud to-day. 2 Jesus is the Name we treasure; Name beyond what words can tell; Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, Ear and heart delighting well; Name of sweetness, passing measure, Saving us from sin and hell. 3 'Tis the Name for adoration, Name for songs of victory, Name for holy meditation In this vale of misery, Name for joyful veneration By the citizens on high. 4 'Tis the Name that whoso preacheth Speaks like music to the ear; Who in prayer this Name beseecheth Sweetest comfort findeth near; Who its perfect wisdom reacheth, Heavenly joy possesseth here. 5 Therefore we, in love adoring, This most blessed Name revere; Holy Jesus, thee imploring So to write it in us here That hereafter, heavenward soaring, We may sing with angels there. Amen. Tr. John Mason Neale, 1851, alt. 1861 90 Four 7's JESUS! Name of wondrous love! Name all other names above! Unto which must every knee Bow in deep humility. 2 Jesus! Name decreed of old To the maiden mother told, Kneeling in her lowly cell, By the angel Gabriel. 3 Jesus! Name of priceless worth To the fallen sons of earth, For the promise that it gave "Jesus shall his people save." 4 Jesus! Name of mercy mild, Given to the holy Child When the cup of human woe First he tasted here below. 5 Jesus! only Name that's given, Under all the mighty heaven, Whereby man, to sin enslaved, Bursts his fetters and is saved. 6 Jesus! Name of wondrous love! Human Name of God above; Pleading only this we flee, Helpless, O our God, to thee. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1854 91 Four 7's CONQUERING kings their titles take From the foes they captive make; Jesus, by a nobler deed, From the thousands he hath freed. 2 Yes: none other Name is given Unto mortals under heaven, Which can make the dead arise, And exalt them to the skies. 3 We would gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame; Joyfully for him to die Is not death, but victory. 4 Jesus, who dost condescend To be called the sinner's Friend, Hear us, as to thee we pray, Glorying in thy Name to-day. Amen. Paris Breviary, 1736; Tr. John Chandler, 1837, alt. 1859 Also the following 108 How beauteous were the marks divine 232 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 316 Jesus, the very thought of thee 394 Thy way, not mine, O Lord 404 Immortal Love, for ever full Epiphany 92 6.5., 12 lines FROM the eastern mountains Pressing on they come, Wise men in their wisdom To his humble home; Stirred by deep devotion, Hasting from afar, Ever journeying onward, Guided by a star. Light of Light that shineth Ere the worlds began Draw thou near, and lighten Every heart of man. 2 There their Lord and Saviour Meek and lowly lay, Wondrous Light that led them Onward on their way, Ever now to lighten Nations from afar, As they journey homeward By that guiding star. Light of Light, etc. 3 Thou who in a manger Once hast lowly lain, Who dost now in glory O'er all kingdoms reign, Gather in the heathen, Who in lands afar Ne'er have seen the brightness Of thy guiding star. Light of Light, etc. 4 Gather in the outcasts, All who've gone astray, Throw thy radiance o'er them, Guide them on their way, Those who never knew thee, Those who've wandered far, Lead them by the brightness Of thy guiding star. Light of Light, etc. 5 Onward through the darkness Of the lonely night, Shining still before them With thy kindly light, Guide them, Jew and Gentile, Homeward from afar, Young and old together, By thy guiding star. Light of Light, etc. 6 Until every nation, Whether bond or free, 'Neath thy starlight banner, Jesus, follows thee O'er the distant mountains To that heavenly home, Where no sin nor sorrow Evermore shall come. Light of Light, etc. Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1873 93 8.7.8.7 EARTH has many a noble city; Bethlehem, thou dost all excel: Out of thee the Lord from heaven Came to rule his Israel. 2 Fairer than the sun at morning Was the star that told his birth, To the world its God announcing Seen in fleshly form on earth. 3 Eastern sages at his cradle Make oblations rich and rare; See them give, in deep devotion, Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. 4 Sacred gifts of mystic meaning: Incense doth their God disclose, Gold the King of kings proclaimeth, Myrrh his sepulcher foreshows. 5 Jesus, whom the Gentiles worshipped At thy glad Epiphany, Unto thee, with God the Father And the Spirit, glory be. Amen. Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, 348-413 Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849, alt, 1861 94 Six 7¹s AS with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to thee. 2 As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger-bed; There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. 3 As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ! to thee, our heavenly King. 4 Holy Jesus! every day Keep us in the narrow way; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds thy glory hide. 5 In the heavenly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down, There for ever may we sing Alleluias to our King. Amen. William C. Dix, 1860 95 11.10.11.10 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 3 Shall we not yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would his favour secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the rolls of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Reginald Heber, 1811 96 Eight 7's SONGS of thankfulness and praise, Jesus, Lord, to thee we raise, Manifested by the star To the sages from afar; Branch of royal David's stem In thy birth at Bethlehem; Anthems be to thee addressed, God in Man made manifest. 2 Manifest at Jordan's stream, Prophet, Priest, and King supreme; And at Cana, wedding-guest, In thy Godhead manifest; Manifest in power divine, Changing water into wine; Anthems be to thee addressed, God in Man made manifest. 3 Manifest in making whole Palsied limbs and fainting soul; Manifest in valiant fight, Quelling all the devil's might; Manifest in gracious will, Ever bringing good from ill; Anthems be to thee addressed, God in Man made manifest. 4 Sun and moon shall darkened be, Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee, Christ will then like lightning shine, All will see his glorious sign: All will then the trumpet hear; All will see the Judge appear; Thou by all wilt be confessed, God in Man made manifest. 5 Grant us grace to see thee, Lord, Mirrored in thy holy word; May we imitate thee now, And be pure, as pure art thou; That we like to thee may be At thy great Epiphany; And may praise thee, ever blest, God in Man made manifest. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 97 7.6.7.6 D. O ONE with God the Father In majesty and might, The brightness of his glory, Eternal Light of Light; O'er this our home of darkness Thy rays are streaming now; The shadows flee before thee, The world's true Light art thou. 2 Yet, Lord, we see but darkly: O heavenly Light, arise! Dispel these mists that shroud us, And hide thee from our eyes! We long to track the footprints That thou thyself hast trod; We long to see the pathway That leads to thee, our God. 3 O Jesus, shine around us With radiance of thy grace; O Jesus, turn upon us The brightness of thy face. We need no star to guide us, As on our way we press, If thou thy light vouchsafest, O Son of Righteousness. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1871 Also the following 553 Saw you never, in the twilight 554 We three kings of Orient are See also Sundays after Epiphany Sundays after Epiphany 98 P.M. HOW bright appears the Morning Star, With mercy beaming from afar; The host of heaven rejoices; O Righteous Branch, O Jesse's Rod! Thou Son of man and Son of God! We, too, will lift our voices: Jesus, Jesus! Holy, holy, yet most lowly, Draw thou near us; Great Emmanuel, come and hear us. 2 Though circled by the hosts on high, He deigned to cast a pitying eye Upon his helpless creature; The whole creation's Head and Lord, By highest seraphim adored, Assumed our very nature; Jesus, grant us, Through thy merit, to inherit Thy salvation; Hear, O hear our supplication. 3 Rejoice, ye heavens; thou earth, reply; With praise, ye sinners, fill the sky, For this his incarnation. Incarnate God, put forth thy power, Ride on, ride on, great Conqueror, Till all know thy salvation. Amen, Amen! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Praise be given Evermore, by earth and heaven. Amen. Philip Nicolai, 1599, alt., Tr. William Mercer, recast 1859 99 7.6.7.6 D. HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succour speedy To those who suffer wrong, To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth: Before him on the mountains Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 Kings shall bow down before him. And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore him, His praise all people sing; To him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. 5 O'er every foe victorious, He on his throne shall rest; From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-blest: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand for ever, His changeless Name of Love. James Montgomery, 1821 100 8.7.8.7 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling, Borders on the shades of death, Jesus, now thyself revealing, Scatter every cloud beneath. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our doubts, and cheering Every meek and contrite heart. 3 Show thy power in every nation, O thou Prince of Peace and Love! Give the knowledge of salvation, Fix our hearts on things above. 4 By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release; By the presence of thy Spirit, Guide us into perfect peace. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1744 101 C.M. JOY to the world! the Lord is come: Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare him room And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the world! the Saviour reigns: Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. Isaac Watts, 1719 102 C.M. O VERY God of very God And very Light of Light, Whose feet this earth's dark valley trod, That so it might be bright; 2 Our hopes are weak, our fears are strong, Thick darkness blinds our eyes; Cold is the night; thy people long That thou, their Sun, wouldst rise. 3 And even now, though dull and gray, The east is brightening fast, And kindling to the perfect day, That never shall be past. 4 O guide us till our path is done, And we have reached the shore Where thou, our everlasting Sun, Art shining evermore! 5 We wait in faith, and turn our face To where the daylight springs, Till thou shalt come our gloom to chase, With healing in thy wings. Amen. John Mason Neale, f 848 103 Light 7's HARK! the song of jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fullness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore: "Hallelujah! for the Lord God Omnipotent shall reign; Hallelujah!" let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah! hark! the sound, From the depths unto the skies. Wakes above, beneath, around All creation's harmonies; See Jehovah's banner furled, Sheathed his sword; he speaks; 'tis done; And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole With illimitable sway; He shall reign when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away. Then the end; beneath his rod Man's last enemy shall fall: Hallelujah! Christ in God, God in Christ is All in All. James Montgomery, 1818 SUNDAYS AFTER EPIPHANY 93 104 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 THOU, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight; Hear us, we humbly pray, And, where the Gospel day Sheds not its glorious ray, Let there be light! 2 Thou who didst come to bring On thy redeeming wing Healing and sight Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the only blind, O now, to all mankind, Let there be light! 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving, holy Dove, Speed forth thy flight! Move on the waters' face Bearing the lamp of grace, And, in earth's darkest place, Let there be light! 4 Holy and blessed Three, Glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might; Boundless as ocean's tide, Rolling in fullest pride, Through the world, far and wide, Let there be light! Amen. John Marriott, 1813 105 Four 6's THY kingdom come, O God! 1 Thy rule, O Christ, begin! Break with thine iron rod The tyrannies of sin! 2 Where is thy reign of peace, And purity, and love? When shall all hatred cease, As in the realms above? 3 When comes the promised time That war shall be no more, Oppression, lust, and crime Shall flee thy face before? 4 We pray thee, Lord, arise, And come in thy great might; Revive our longing eyes, Which languish for thy sight. 5 O'er heathen lands afar Thick darkness broodeth yet: Arise, O Morning Star, Arise, and never set. Amen. Lewis Hensley, 1867 106 Eight 7's WATCHMAN, tell us of the night, w 8 What its signs of promise are. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveler, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends. Traveler, blessedness and light, Peace and truth its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler, ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Traveler, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home. Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace, Lo! the Son of God is come! John Bowring, 1825 107 8.6.8.6.8.8 O NORTH, with all thy vales of green, O South, with all thy palms! From peopled towns and vales between, Uplift the voice of psalms; Raise, ancient East, the anthem high, And let the youthful West reply. 2 Lo, in the clouds of heaven appears God's well-beloved Son He brings a train of brighter years; His kingdom is begun. He comes, a guilty world to bless With mercy, truth, and righteousness. 3 O Father, haste the promised hour, When at his feet shall lie All rule, authority, and power, Beneath the ample sky; When he shall reign from pole to pole, The Lord of every human soul: 4 When all shall heed the words he said Amid their daily cares And by the loving life he led Shall seek to pattern theirs; And he who conquered death shall win The mightier conquest over sin. Amen. William Cullen Bryant, 1869 96 SUNDAYS AFTER EPIPHANY 108 HOW beauteous were the marks divine That in thy meekness used to shine; That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God! 2 O who like thee, so calm, so bright, Thou Son of man, thou Light of Light; O who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe? 3 O who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men before? So meek, forgiving, Godlike, high, So glorious in humility! 4 And all thy life's unchanging years, A man of sorrows and of tears, The cross, where all our sins were laid, Upon thy bending shoulders weighed. 5 And death, that sets the prisoner free, Was pang and scoff and scorn to thee; Yet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 6 O in thy light be mine to go, Illuming all this way of woe; And give me ever on the road To trace thy footsteps, Son of God! Amen. Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1840, cento 109 S.M. NOT by thy mighty hand, Thy wondrous works alone, But by the marvels of thy word, Thy glory, Lord, is known. SUNDAYS AFTER EPIPHANY 97 2 Forth from the eternal gates, Thine everlasting home, To sow the seed of truth below, Thou didst vouchsafe to come. 3 And still from age to age, Thou, gracious Lord, hast been The Bearer forth of goodly seed The Sower still unseen. 4 And thou wilt come again, And heaven beneath thee bow, To reap the harvest thou hast sown, Sower and Reaper thou. 5 Watch, Lord, thy harvest field With thine unsleeping eye, The children of the Kingdom keep To thy Epiphany; 6 That when, in thy great day, The tares shall severed be, We may be surely gathered in With all thy saints to thee. Amen. James R. Woodford, 1868 110 8.7.8.7.8.7 ALLELUIA, song of gladness, Voice of joy that cannot die; Alleluia is the anthem Ever dear to choirs on high; In the house of God abiding Thus they sing eternally. 2 Alleluia thou resoundest, True Jerusalem and free; Alleluia, joyful mother, All thy children sing with thee; But by Babylon's sad waters Mourning exiles now are we. 98 SEPTUAGESIMA 3 Alleluia cannot always Be our song while here below; Alleluia our transgressions Make us for a while forego: For the solemn time is coming When our tears for sin must flow. 4 Therefore in our hymns we pray thee, Grant us, blessed Trinity, At the last to keep thine Easter In our home beyond the sky; There to thee for ever singing Alleluia joyfully. Amen. Tr. John Mason Neale, 1861, alt. Also the following 241 Eternal Light! Eternal Light 312 God of mercy, God of grace 356 Fairest Lord Jesus 362 When Jesus left his Father's throne 466 Rise, crowned with light 471 O where are kings and empires now 472 Triumphant Sion, lift thy head 477 Hasten the time appointed 478 Saviour, sprinkle many nations 479 The morning light is breaking 480 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 482 Fling out the banner 487 Arm of the Lord See also Sundays after Trinity, Church Militant, Missions, Brotherhood and Service !Septuagesima C.M. AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigour on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. SEPTUAGESIMA 9 9 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigour on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. Philip Doddridge, 1755 112 5.5.5.5.6.5.6.5 BREAST the wave, Christian, to When it is strongest; Watch for day, Christian, When the night's longest; Onward and onward still Be thine endeavour; The rest that remaineth Will be for ever. 2 Fight the fight, Christian, Jesus is o'er thee; Run the race, Christian, Heaven is before thee; He who hath promised Faltereth never; The love of eternity Flows on for ever. 3 Lift thine eye, Christian, Just as it closeth; Raise thy heart, Christian, Ere it reposeth; s00 SEPTUAGESIMA Thee from the love of Christ Nothing shall sever; And, when thy work is done, Praise him for ever. Joseph Stammers, 1830, alt. 113 L.M. FIGHT the good fight with all thy might, Christ is thy strength, and Christ thy right; Lay hold on life, and it shall be Thy joy and crown eternally. 2 Run the straight race through God's good grace, Lift up thine eyes, and seek his face; Life with its way before us lies, Christ is the path, and Christ the prize. 3 Cast care aside, lean on thy Guide; His boundless mercy will provide; Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove Christ is its life, and Christ its love. 4 Faint not nor fear, his arms are near; He changeth not, and thou art dear; Only believe, and thou shalt see That Christ is all in all to thee. John S. B. Monsell, 1863, alt. 114 7.6.7.6.7.7.7.6 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things, Toward heaven, thy destined place. SEPTUAGESIMA Sol Sun and moon and stars decay, Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn! Press onward to the prize; Soon thy Saviour will return, To take thee to the skies. There is everlasting peace, Rest, enduring rest, in heaven; There will sorrow ever cease, And crowns of joy be given. Robert Seagrave, 1742, alt. 115 Four, 's SOLDIERS of the cross, arise! Gird you with your armour bright! Mighty are your enemies, Hard the battle ye must fight. 2 O'er a faithless fallen world, Raise your banner in the sky! Let it float there wide unfurled! Bear it onward! lift it high! 3 Mid the homes of want and woe, Strangers to the living Word, Let the Saviour's herald go! Let the voice of hope be heard! 4 Where the shadows deepest lie, Carry truth's unsullied ray! Where are crimes of blackest dye, There the saving sign display! J2 SEPTUAGESIMA 5 To the weary and the worn Tell of realms where sorrows cease! To the outcast and forlorn Speak of mercy and of peace! 6 Guard the helpless! seek the strayed! Comfort troubles! banish grief! In the might of God arrayed, Scatter sin and unbelief! 7 Be the banner still unfurled, Still unsheathed the Spirit's sword, Till the kingdoms of the world Are the kingdom of the Lord! W. Walsham How, 184 116 Four 7's OFT in danger, oft in woe, Onward, Christians, onward go; Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the Bread of Life. 2 Let sour drooping hearts be glad; March in heavenly armour clad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Soon shall victory tune your song. 3 Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry; Let not fears your course impede, Great your strength, if great your need. 4 Onward then to battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. Henry Kirke White, 1806; Frances S. Fuller-Maitland, 1827 SEPTUAGESIMA 103 117 7 6.5.6.5.6.6.6.5 HE who would valiant be 'Gainst all disaster, Let him in constancy Follow the Master. There's no discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avowed intent To be a pilgrim. Who so beset him round With dismal stories, Do but themselves confound, His strength the more is. No foes shall stay his might, Though he with giants fight; He will make good his right To be a pilgrim. Since, Lord, thou dost defend Us with thy Spirit We know we at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies flee away! I'll fear not what men say, I'll labour night and day To be a pilgrim. John Bunyan, 1628-16;88, alt. 11 8 S.M. MY soul, be on thy guard; Aft Ten thousand foes arise; A host of sins are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 O watch, and fight, and pray! The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 104 SEPTUAGESIMA 3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armour down: Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God! He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. Forge Heath, 1781 119 L.M. THOU to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee: O burst these bonds, and set it free! 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the cross; Hallow each thought; let all within Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my Light, be thou my Way; No foes, no evils need I fear, No harm, while thou, my God, art near. 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of doe, Jesus, thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, Dauntless, untired, I follow thee: O let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill! Amen. N. L. ton Zinzendorf, 1721; Tr. John Wesley, 17S8 SEPTUAGESIMA 1 05 120 8.6.8.8.6 DEAR Lord and Father of mankind, Forgive our foolish ways! Reclothe us in our rightful mind, In purer lives thy service find, In deeper reverence, praise. 2 In simple trust like theirs who heard, Beside the Syrian sea The gracious calling of the Lord Let us, like them, without a word, Rise up and follow thee. 3 O Sabbath rest by Galilee! O calm of hills above, Where Jesus knelt to share with thee The silence of eternity Interpreted by love! 4 Drop thy still dews of quietness Till all our strivings cease: Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of thy peace. 5 Breathe through the heats of our desire Thy coolness and thy balm ; Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire; Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still, small voice of calm. Amen. John G. Whinier, 1872 121 7775 GRACIOUS Spirit, Holy Ghost, Taught by thee we covet most, Of thy gifts at Pentecost, Holy, heavenly love. 106 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 2 Love is kind, and suffers long, Love is meek, and thinks no wrong, Love than death itself more strong; Therefore, give us love. 3 Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day; Love will ever with us stay; Therefore, give us love. 4 Faith will vanish into sight; Hope be emptied in delight; Love in heaven will shine more bright; Therefore, give us love. 5 Faith and hope and love we see, Joining hand in hand, agree, But the greatest of the three And the best, is love. 6 From the overshadowing Of thy gold and silver wing, Shed on us, who to thee sing, Holy, heavenly love. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 185e Also the following 234 My God, I love thee 235 O Love that casts out fear 354 Saviour, teach me day by day 496 O Lord, and Master of us all Ash- Wednesday and Lent ant tent 122 7-77 T LORD, in this thy mercy's day, t Ere the time shall pass away On our knees we fall and pray. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 107 2 Holy Jesus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-searching fears, Ere that day of doom appears. 3 Lord, on us thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at thy door, Ere it close for evermore. 4 By thy night of agony, By thy supplicating cry, By thy willingness to die, 5 By thy tears of bitter woe For Jerusalem below, Let us not thy love forego. (6 Judge and Saviour of our race, Grant us, when we see thy face, With thy ransomed ones a place. { On thy love we rest alone And that love shall then be known By the pardoned, round thy throne. Amen. Isaac Williams, 1842. alt. 123 Four 7's FORTH days and forty nights ]0 Thou wast fasting in the wild; Forty days and forty nights Tempted, and yet undefiled. 2 Shall not we thy sorrow share, And from earthly joys abstain, Fasting with unceasing prayer, Glad with thee to suffer pain? 108 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 3 And if Satan, vexing sore, Flesh or spirit should assail, Thou, his Vanquisher before, Grant we may not faint nor fail. 4 So shall we have peace divine: Holier gladness ours shall be; Round us, too, shall angels shine, Such as ministered to thee. 5 Keep, O keep us, Saviour dear, Ever constant by thy side; That with thee we may appear At the eternal Eastertide. Amen. George Hunt Smyttan, 1866, all. 124 C.M. T LORD, when we bend before thy throne, L And our confessions pour Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. 2 Our broken spirits, pitying, see; True penitence impart; And let a kindling glance from thee Beam hope upon the heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign; And not a thought our bosoms share That is not wholly thine. 4 Let faith each weak petition fill, And waft it to the skies, And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it, or denies. Amen. Joseph D. Carlyle, 1802 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT l O9 125 C.M. T LORD, as to thy dear cross we flee, L And plead to be forgiven, So let thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear; Like thee, to do our Father's will Our brethren's grief to share. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine; And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as thing 4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on, We in our turn would meekly cry, "Father, thy will be done." 5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven O may we lead the pilgrim's life, And follow thee to heaven! Amen. John H. Gurney, 1888 126 6.5.6.5 D. CHRISTIAN! dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the powers of darkness Rage thy steps around? Christian! up and smite them, Counting gain but loss; In the strength that cometh By the holy cross. 1 lo ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 2 Christian! dost thou feel then How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian! never tremble; Never be downcast; Gird thee for the battle, Watch and pray and fast. 3 Christian! dost thou hear them, How they speak thee fair? "Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?" Christian! answer boldly: "While I breathe I pray!" Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 "Well I know thy trouble, O my servant true; Thou art very weary, I was weary too; But that toil shall make thee Some day all mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near my throne." St. Andrew of Crete; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 127 8.7.8.7.4 JESUS, Lord of life and glory, Bend from heaven thy gracious ear; While our waiting souls adore thee, Friend of helpless sinners, hear: By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 1 l 2 From the depths of nature's blindness, From the hardening power of sin, From all malice and unkindness, From the pride that lurks within, By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. 3 When temptation sorely presses, In the day of Satan's power, In our times of deep distresses, In each dark and trying hour, By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. 4 When the world around is smiling, In the time of wealth and ease Earthly joys our hearts beguiling, In the day of health and peace, By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. 5 In the weary hours of sickness, In the times of grief and pain, When we feel our mortal weakness, When all human help is vain, By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. 6 In the solemn hour of dying, In the awful judgment day, May our souls, on thee relying, Find thee still our hope and stay: By thy mercy, O deliver us, good Lord. Amen. James J. Cummins, 18S9 112 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 128 7-773 ³CHRISTIAN, seek not yet repose,² Hear thy guardian angel say; "Thou art in the midst of foes: Watch and pray!" 2 Principalities and powers Mustering their unseen array, Wait for thy unguarded hours: Watch and pray! 3 Gird thy heavenly armour on, Wear it ever, night and day; Ambushed lies the evil one: Watch and pray! 4 Hear the victors who o'ercame; Still they mark each warrior's way; All with one sweet voice exclaim: " Watch and pray ! " 5 Hear, above all, hear thy Lord, Him thou lovest to obey; Hide within thy heart his word: " Watch and pray ! " 6 Watch, as if on that alone Hung the issue of the day; Pray that help may be sent down: Watch and pray! Charlotte Elliott, 1836 129 Four 10's WEARY of self, and laden with my sin, I look at heaven and long to enter in, But there no evil thing may find a home: And yet I hear a voice that bids me " Come. " ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 113 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way Evil is ever with me day by day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall "Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 3 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear; His are the hands stretched out to draw And his the blood that can for all atone And set me faultless there before the throne. 4 'Twas he who found me on the deathly wild, And he made me heir of heaven, the Father's child, And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me his grace of pardon, and will give. 5 O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer That in the Father's courts my glorious May be the garment of thy righteousness. Yea,, thou wilt answer for me, righteous Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown; Mine the life won, and thine the life laid down. Amen. Samuel J. Stone, 1866 114 AS}1-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 130 Eight 7's SAVIOUR! when in dust to thee Low we bow the adoring knee; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; O by all thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany! 2 By thy helpless infant years, By thy life of want and tears, By thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power; Turn, O turn a favouring eye, Hear our solemn litany! 3 By the sacred grief that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within thy fold; From thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany! 4 By thine hour of dire despair, By thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice; Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany! ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 115 5 By thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God: O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn-litany! Amen. Robert Grant 131 7.6.7.6 D. O JESUS! Lord most merciful, Low at thy cross I lie O sinner's Friend, most pitiful, Hear my bewailing cry. I come to thee with mourning, I come to thee in woe With contrite heart returning And tears that overflow. 2 O gracious Intercessor! O Priest within the veil! Plead, for a lost transgressor The blood that cannot fail. I spread my sins before thee, I tell them one by one O for thy Name's great glory, Forgive all I have done! 3 O by thy cross and passion Thy tears and agony, And crown of cruel fashion, And death on Calvary By all that untold suffering Endured by thee alone; O Priest! O spotless Offerings! Plead for me and atone! 116 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 4 And in this heart now broken, Re-enter thou and reign; And say, by that dear token, I am absolved again; And build me up, and guide me, And guard me day by day; And in thy presence hide me, And keep my soul alway. Amen. James Hamilton, 1867 . 132 7.6.7.6 D. O JESUS, thou art standing Outside the fast-closed door, In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er: Shame on us, Christian brothers, His Name and sign who bear; O shame, thrice shame upon us, To keep him standing there! 2 O Jesus, thou art knocking: And lo! that hand is scarred, And thorns thy brow encircle, And tears thy face have marred: O love that passeth knowledge So patiently to wait! O sin that hath no equal, So fast to bar the gate! 3 O Jesus, thou art pleading In accents meek and low: "I died for you, my children, And will ye treat me so?" O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door: Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us nevermore. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1867 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 117 133 L.M. WITH broken heart and contrite sigh, V T A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry: Thy pardoning grace is rich and free O God, be merciful to me. 2 I smite upon my troubled breast With deep and conscious guilt oppressed; Christ and his cross my only plea: O God, be merciful to me. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes Nor dare uplift them to the skies But thou dost all my anguish see. O God, be merciful to me. 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done, Can for a single sin atone To Calvary alone I flee: O God, be merciful to me. 5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever be God has been merciful to me. Amen. Cornelius Elven, 1862 134 C.M. LORD, who throughout these forty days, For us didst fast and pray, Teach us with thee to mourn our sins, And close by thee to stay. 2 As thou with Satan didst contend, And didst the victory win, O give us strength in thee to fight, In thee to conquer sin. 118 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 3 As thou didst hunger bear and thirst, So teach us, gracious Lord, To die to self, and chiefly lye By thy most holy word. 4 And through these days of penitence, And through thy Passion-tide, Yea, evermore, in life and death, Jesus! with us abide. 5 Abide with us, that so, this life Of suffering overpast, An Easter of unending joy We may attain at last! Amen. Claudia F. Hernaman, 1873 135 L.M. JESUS, and shall it ever be, A mortal man ashamed of thee? Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let night disown each radiant star; ' Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 3 Ashamed of Jesus! O as soon Let morning blush to own the sun! He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend No, when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his Name. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 1l9 5 Ashamed of Jesus! empty prides I'll boast a Saviour crucified; And O may this my portion be, My Saviour not ashamed of me. Joseph Grigg, J766, alt. l36 Six 8's WEARY of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return I hear and bow me to the rod For thee, not without hope, I mourn: I have an Advocate above A Friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesus, full of truth and grace More full of grace than I of sin Yet once again I seek thy face: Open thine arms and take me in And freely my backslidings heal And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back My fallen spirit to restore O for thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more: The ruins of my soul repair And make my heart a house of prayer. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1749 137 As 777 HEAL me, O my Saviour, heal; Al Heal me as I suppliant kneel; Heal me, and my pardon seal. 2 Fresh the wounds that sin hath made Hear the prayers I oft have prayed, And in mercy send me aid. 120 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 3 Helpless, none can help me now; Cheerless, none can cheer but thou; Suppliant, Lord, to thee I bow. 4 Thou the true Physician art; Thou, O Christ, canst health impart, Binding up the bleeding heart. 5 Other comforters are gone; Thou canst heal, and thou alone, Thou for all my sin atone. 6 Heal me, then, my Saviour, heal; Heal me, as I suppliant kneel; To thy mercy I appeal. Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1866 138 C.M. WHEN wounded sore the stricken soul Lies bleeding and unbound. One only hand, a pierced hand, Can heal the sinner's wound. 2 When sorrow swells the laden breast, And tears of anguish flow, One only heart, a broken heart, Can feel the sinner's woe. 3 When penitence has wept in vain, Over some foul dark spot, One only stream, a stream of blood, Can wash away the blot. 4 'Tis Jesus' blood that washes white, His hand that brings relief, His heart that's touched with all our joys, . And feeleth for our grief. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 121 5 Lift up thy bleeding hand, O Lord; Unseal that cleansing tide; We have no shelter from our sin, But in thy wounded side. Amen. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1858 139 - 8.8.8.6 JUST as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come. 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come. 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt Fightings and fears within, without, O Lamb of God, I come. 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind Yea, all I need, in thee to find, O Lamb of God, I come. 5 Just as I am: thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come. 6 Just as I am, thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be thine, yea, thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. Amen. Charlotte Elliott, 1840 122 ASE-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 140 Four 7's SINFUL, sighing to be blest; O Bound, and longing to be free; Weary, waiting for my rest: God be merciful to me. 2 Goodness I have none to plead, Sinfulness in all I see, I can only bring my need: God be merciful to me. 3 Broken heart and downcast eyes Dare not lift themselves to thee; Yet thou canst interpret sighs: God be merciful to me. 4 From this sinful heart of mine To thy bosom I would flee: I am not my own but thine: God be merciful to me. 5 There is One beside the throne, And my only hope and plea Are in him, and him alone: God be merciful to me. 6 He my cause will undertake, My interpreter will be; He's my all; and for his sake God be merciful to me. Amen. John S. B. Monsell, 18S7 LITANIES OF PENITENCE 141 7.7.7.6 fix GOD the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, Three in One, Hear us from thy heavenly throne: Spare us, Holy Trinity. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 123 2 Thou who, leaving crown and throne, Camest here, an outcast lone That thou mightest save thine own: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 Thou, despised, denied, refused And for man's transgressions bruised, Sinless, yet of sin accused: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 4 Thou who on the cross didst reign, Dying there in bitter pain, Cleansing with thy blood our stain: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 5 Shepherd of the straying sheep, Comforter of them that weep, Hear us crying from the deep Hear us, Holy Jesus. 6 That in thy pure innocence We may wash our souls' offense, And find truest penitence: We beseech thee, Jesus. That are give to sin no place, That we never quench thy grace, That we ever seek thy face: We beseech thee, Jesus. 8 That denying evil lust, Living godly, meek, and just, In thee only we may trust: We beseech thee, Jesus. 9 That to sin for ever dead We may live to thee instead, And the narrow pathway tread: We beseech thee, Jesus. 124 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 10 When shall end the battle sore, When our pilgrimage is o'er, Grant thy peace for evermore: We beseech thee, Jesus. Amen. Richard F. Littledale, 1876 142 7.7.7.6 PART I GOD the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, Three in One, Hear us from thy heavenly throne: Spare us, Holy Trinity. 2 Father, hear thy children's call: Humbly at thy feet we fall, Prodigals, confessing all: We beseech thee, hear us. 3 Christ, beneath thy cross, we blame All our life of sin and shame; Penitent we breathe thy Name: We beseech thee, hear us. 4 Holy Spirit, grieved and tried, Oft forgotten and defied, Now we mourn our stubborn pride: We beseech thee, hear us. 5 Love, that caused us first to be, Love, that bled upon the tree, Love, that draws us lovingly: We beseech thee, hear us. 6 We thy call have disobeyed, Into paths of sin have strayed, And repentance have delayed: We beseech thee, hear us. ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 126 Sick, we come to thee for cure, Guilty, seek thy mercy sure, Evil, long to be made pure: We beseech thee, hear us. 8 Blind, we pray that we may see, Bound, we pray to be made free, Stained, we pray for sanctity: We beseech thee, hear us. 9 Thou who hear'st each contrite sigh Bidding sinful souls draw nigh Willing not that one should die: We beseech thee, hear us. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 1871 PART II BY the gracious saving call, Spoken tenderly to all Who have shared in Adam's fall: We beseech thee, hear us. By the nature Jesus wore, By the stripes and death he bore, By his life for evermore We beseech thee, hear us. 12 By the love that longs to bless, Pitying our sore distress Leading us to holiness, We beseech thee, hear us. 13 By the love so calm and strong, Patient still to suffer wrong And our day of grace prolong: We beseech thee, hear us. 126 ASH-WEDNESDAY AND LENT 14 By the love that speaks within, Calling us to flee from sin, And the joy of goodness win: We beseech thee, hear us. 15 By the love that bids thee spare, By the heaven thou dost prepare, By thy promises to prayer: We beseech thee, hear us. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 1871 PART III TEACH us what thy love has borne, That with loving sorrow torn Truly contrite we may mourn: We beseech thee, hear us. Gifts of light and grace bestow, Help us to resist the foe, Fearing what alone is woe: We beseech thee, hear us. 18 Let not sin within us reign, May we gladly suffer pain, If it purge away our stain: We beseech thee, hear us. 19 May we to all evil die, Fleshly longings crucify, Fix our hearts and thoughts on high: We beseech thee, hear us. Grant us faith to know thee near, Hail thy grace, thy judgment fear, And through trial persevere: We beseech thee, hear us. HOLY WEEK 127 21 Grant us hope from earth to rise, And to strain with eager eyes Towards the promised heavenly prize: We beseech thee, hear us. 22 Grant us love, thy love to own, Love to live for thee alone And the power of grace make known: We beseech thee, hear us. 23 All our weak endeavours bless, As we ever onward press Till we perfect holiness: We beseech thee, hear us. 24 Lead us daily nearer thee, Till at last thy face we see, Crowned with thine own purity: We beseech thee, hear us. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 1871 Also the following 52 O Jesus, crucified for man 378 Jesus, I my cross have taken 379 O Jesus, I have promised See also Septuagesima, Holy Week, Sundays after Trinity, Introits, and Visitation Holy Week 143 7.6.7.6. with refrain ALL glory, laud, and honour fly To thee, Redeemer, King! To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 128 HOLY WEEK 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's Name comest, The King and Blessed One. All glory, etc. 3 The company of angels Are praising thee on high; And mortal men, and all things Created, male reply. All glory, etc. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before thee went: Our praise and prayers and anthems Before thee we present. All glory, etc. 5 To thee before thy Passion They sang their hymns of praise: To thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. All glory, etc. 6 Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. All glory, etc. Amen. St. Theodulph, 800; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1864 144 L.M. 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. HOLY WEEK 129 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. Amen. Venantius Fortunatus, 669 Tr. John Mason Neale, /86 145 L.M. RIDE on! ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry; O Saviour meek, pursue thy road With palms and scattered garments strewed. 2 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die: O Christ, thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 130 HOLY WEEK 3 Ride on! ride on in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching sacrifice. 4 Ride on! ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on his sapphire throne Expects his own anointed Son. 5 Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die; Bow thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, thy power, and reign. Henry H. Milman, 1827. alt. 146 Four 7's SEE the destined day arise! See a willing sacrifice! Jesus, to redeem our loss, Hangs upon the shameful cross. 2 Jesus, who but thou had borne, Lifted on that tree of scorn, Every pang and bitter throb Finishing thy life of woe? 3 Who but thou had dared to drain, Steeped in gall, the cup of pain, And with tender body bear Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear. 4 Thence the cleansing water flowed, Mingled from thy side with blood; Sign to all attesting eyes Of the finished sacrifice. HOLY WEEK 131 5 Holy Jesus, grant us grace In that sacrifice to place All our trust for life renewed, Pardoned sin, and promised good. Amen. Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609 paraphrased by Richard Mant, 1857 147 6.5.6.5 D. IN the hour of trial Jesus, plead for me Lest by base denial I depart from thee When thou seest me waver With a look recall Nor for fear or favour Suffer me to fall. 2 With forbidden pleasures Would this vain world charm Or its sordid treasures Spread to work me harm, Bring to my remembrance Sad Gethsemane, Or, in darker semblance Cross-crowned Calvary. 3 Should thy mercy send me Sorrow, toil, and woe Or should pain attend me On my path below, Grant that I may never Fail thy hand to see Grant that I may ever Cast my care on thee. 132 HOLY WEEK 4 When my last hour cometh, Fraught with strife and pain, When my dust returneth To the dust again, On thy truth relying, Through that mortal strife, Jesus, take me, dying, To eternal life. Amen. James Montgomery, 1854; aft. Frances A. Hutton and Godfrey Thring 148 6.6.6.4.8.8.4 BEHOLD the Lamb of God! O thou for sinners slain, Let it not be in vain That thou hast died: Thee for my Saviour let me take, My only refuge let me male Thy pierced side. 2 Behold the Lamb of God! Into the sacred flood Of thy most precious blood My soul I cast: Wash me and make me clean within, And keep me pure from every sin, Till life be past. 3 Behold the Lamb of God! All hail, incarnate Word, Thou everlasting Lord Saviour most blest Fill us with love that never faints, Grant us with all thy blessed saints, Eternal rest. HOLY WEEK 133 4 Behold the Lamb of God! Worthy is he alone, That sitteth on the throne Of God above; One with the Ancient of all days, One with the Comforter in praise, All light and love. Amen. Matthew Bridges, 1848 149 7.G.7.6 D. LAMB of God, still keep me Near to thy wounded side! 'Tis only there in safety And peace I can abide. What foes and snares surround met What lusts and fears within! The grace that sought and found me Alone can keep me clean. 2 'Tis only in thee hiding, I feel my life secure; Only in thee abiding The conflict can endure: Thine arm the victory gaineth O'er every hurtful fee; Thy love my heart sustaineth In all its care and woe. 3 Soon shall my eyes behold thee, With rapture, face to face; One half hath not been told me Of all thy power and grace; Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, The wonders of thy love, Shall be the endless story Of all thy saints above. Amen. James G. Deck, 1S4£ 134 HOLY WEEK 150 7.6.8.6.8.6.8.6 BENEATH the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty rock Within a weary land; A home within the wilderness, A rest upon the way, From the burning of the noontide heat, And the burden of the day. 2 Upon the cross of Jesus Mine eyes at times can see The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me; And from my smitten heart with tears These wonders I confess: The wonders of redeeming love, And my own worthlessness. 3 I take, O cross, thy shadow For my abiding place; I ask no other sunshine than The sunshine of his face; Content to let the world go by, To know no gain nor loss, My sinful self my only shame, My glory all the cross. Elizabeth C. Clephane, 1868 151 six 7's GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power; Your Redeemer's conflict see, Watch with him one bitter hour; Turn not from his griefs away, Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. HOLY WEEK 135 2 Follow to the judgment hall; View the Lord of life arraigned; O the wormwood and the gall! O the pangs his soul sustained! Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Learn of him to bear the cross. 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; There, adoring at his feet, Mark the miracle of time God's own sacrifice complete; "It is finished!" hear him cry; Learn of Jesus Christ to die. James Montgomery/, 1825 152 8.7.8.7 IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me: Lo! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming, Adds new luster to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 136 HOLY WEEK 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. John Bowring, 1825 153 L.M. O COME and mourn with me awhile; And tarry here the cross beside; O come, together let us mourn; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 2 Have we no tears to shed for him While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah! look how patiently he hangs; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 3 Seven times he spake, seven words of love; And all three hours his silence cried For mercy on the souls of men Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 4 O love of God! O sin of man! In this dread act your strength is tried; And victory remains with love For thou, our Lord, art crucified! Amen. Frederick William Faber, 1849, alt. 154 L.M. WHEN I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the cross of Christ, my God: All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. Isaac Watts, 1707 155 11.11.11.5 Holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, That man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted. 2 Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee 'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee. I crucified thee. 3 Lo, the good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man's atonement, while he nothing heedeth. God intercedeth. 4 For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation; Thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, For my salvation. 5 Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, Think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, Not my deserving. Amen. Johann Heermann, c. 16S0; Tr. Robert Bridges, 1899 156 8.8.8.6 HIS are the thousand sparkling rills That from a thousand fountains burst, And fill with music all the hills; And yet he saith, "I thirst." 2 All fiery pangs on battlefields, On fever beds where sick men toss, Are in that human cry he yields To anguish on the cross. 3 But more than pains that racked him then Was the deep longing thirst divine That thirsted for the souls of men: Dear Lord! and one was mine. { O Love most patient, give me grace; Make all my soul athirst for thee; That parched dry lip, that fading face, That thirst, were all for me. Amen. Cecil Frances Alexander, 187C 157 8.7.8.7 SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, ^ Which before the cross I spend, Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I kneel in wonder, viewing Mercy poured in streams of blood; Precious drops, for pardon suing, Make and plead my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is the station, Low before his cross to lie, While I see divine compassion Pleading in his dying eye. 4 Here I find my hope of heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze Loving much, and much forgiven, Let my heart o'erflow with praise. 5 Lord, in loving contemplation Fix my heart and eyes on thee Till I taste thy full salvation, And thine unveiled glories see. 6 For thy sorrows I adore thee, For the griefs that wrought our peace; Gracious Saviour, I implore thee, In my heart thy love increase. Amen. Walter Shirley, 1770; Prom James Allen, 1767 158 7.6.7.6 D. SACRED head surrounded By crown of piercing thorn! O bleeding head, so wounded, Reviled and put to scorn! Death's pallid hue comes o'er thee, The glow of life decays, Yet angel hosts adore thee, And tremble as they gaze. 2 I see thy strength and vigour, All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigour, Bereaving thee of life; O agony and dying! O love to sinners free! Jesus, all grace supplying, O turn thy face on me. 3 In this, thy bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me With thy most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be: Beneath thy cross abiding For ever would I rest, In thy dear love confiding, And with thy presence blest. 4 Be near when I am dying; O show thy cross to me: And to my succour flying, Come, Lord, and set me free. These eyes, new faith receiving, From thee shall never move; For he who dies believing, Dies safely in thy love. Amen. St. Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Tr. Henry W. Baker, 1861 159 C.M. THERE is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified Who died to save us all. 2 We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains he had to bear, But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. 3 He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by his precious blood. 4 There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin, He only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in. 5 0 dearly, dearly has he loved! And we must love him too, And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1848 160 L.M WE sing the praise of him who died, Of him who died upon the cross; The sinner's hope let men deride: For this we count the world but loss. 2 Inscribed upon the cross we see In shining letters, God is love: He bears our sins upon the tree: He brings us mercy from above. 3 The cross, it takes our guilt away; It holds the fainting spirit up; It cheers with hope the gloomy day, And sweetens every bitter cup. 4 It makes the coward spirit brave, And nerves the feeble arm for fight; It takes its terror from the grave, And gilds the bed of death with light. 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, The measure and the pledge of love, The sinner's refuge here below, The angels' theme in heaven above. Thomas Kelly, 181S 161 8.8.7.8.8.7 The cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where he hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereaved, Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 O how sad and sore distressed Now was she, that mother blessed Of the sole-begotten One. Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For his people's sine chastised, She beheld her Son despised, Scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till his spirit he resigned. 5 Jesus, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion Fount of love, Redeemer kind That my heart fresh ardour gaining And a purer love attaining May with thee acceptance find. Amen. Latin, 12th cent., Tr. Richard Mant 1533, and Edward Caswall, 1849, cento 162 6.5.6.5 GLORY be to Jesus Who in bitter pains Poured for me the life-blood From his sacred veins! 2 Grace and life eternal In that blood I find, Blest be his compassion Infinitely kind! 3 Blest through endless ages Be the precious stream Which from sin and sorrow Doth the world redeem! 4 Abel's blood for vengeance Pleaded to the skies; But the blood of Jesus For our pardon cries. 5 Oft as earth exulting Wafts its praise on high Angel hosts, rejoicing, Make their glad reply. 144 THE STORY OF THE CROSS 6 Lift ye then your voices; Swell the mighty flood; Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood. Amen. Italian; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1867, alt. Also the following 409 When our heads are bowed with woe The Story of the Cross 163 I. THE QUESTION 6.4.6.3 IN his own raiment clad, With his blood dyed Women walk sorrowing By his side. 2 Heavy that cross to him, Weary the weight; One who will help him waits At the gate. 3 See! they are traveling On the same road; Simon is sharing with Him the load. 4 O whither wandering Bear they that tree. He who first carries it, Who is he? THE STORY OF THE CROSS 145 II. THE ANSWER * 5 Follow to Calvary Tread where he trod, He who for ever was Son of God. 6 You who would love him stand, Gaze at his face: Tarry awhile on your Earthly race. As the swift moments fly Through the blest week, Read the great story the Cross will teach. Is there no beauty to You who pass by, In that lone figure which Marks that sky? III. THE STORY OF THE CROSS On the cross lifted Thy face we scan, Bearing that cross for us, Son of man. Thorns form thy diadem, Rough wood thy throne; For us thy blood is shed, Us alone. No pillow under thee To rest thy head; Only the splintered cross Is thy bed. 146 THE STORY OF THE CROSS 12 Nails pierced thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear; No voice is nigh to say Help is near. 13 Shadows of midnight fall, Though it is day: Thy friends and kinsfolk stand Far away. 14 Loud is thy bitter cry; Sunk on thy breast Hangeth thy bleeding head Without rest. 15 Loud scoffs the dying thief, Who mocks at thee: Can it, my Saviour, be All for me? Gazing, afar from thee, Silent and lone, Stand those few weepers thou Callest thine own. 17 I see thy title, Lord, Inscribed above; "Jesus of Nazareth," King of Love. 18 What, O my Saviour, Here didst thou see, Which made thee suffer and Die for me? IV. THE APPEAL 19 Child of my grief and pain, Watched by my love; I came to call thee to Realms above. THE STORY OF THE CROSS 147 I saw thee wandering Far off from me: In love I seek for thee; Do not flee. For thee my blood I shed, For thee alone I came to purchase thee, For mine own. 22 Weep thou not for my grief, Child of my love Strive to be with me in Heaven above.] V. THE RESPONSE 23 O I will follow thee Star of my soul, Through the deep shades of life To the goal. 24 Yea, let thy cross be borne Each day by me Mind not how heavy, if But with thee. 25 Lord, if thou only wilt, Make us thine own Give no companion, save Thee alone. Grant through each day of life To stand by thee With thee, when morning breaks Ever to be. Amen. Edward Monro, 1864 148 THE WORDS ON THE CROSS The Words on the Cross 164 PART I Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do." ST. Luke xxiii. 34 JESUS, in thy dying woes, Even while thy life-blood flows, Craving pardon for thy foes: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 Saviour, for our pardon sue, When our sins thy pangs renew, For we know not what we do: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 O may we, who mercy need, Be like thee in heart and deed, When with wrong our spirits bleed: Hear us, Holy Jesus. PART II " To-day shalt thou be with me in Paradise." ST. Luke xxiii. 43 Jesus, pitying the sighs Of the thief, who near thee dies, Promising him Paradise: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 May we, in our guilt and shame, Still thy love and mercy claim, Calling humbly on thy Name: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 O remember us who pine, Looking from our cross to thine; Cheer our souls with hope divine: Hear us, Holy Jesus. THE WORDS ON THE CROSS 149 PART III " Woman, behold thy son! " " Behold thy mother! " Jesus, loving to the end Her whose heart thy sorrows rend, And thy dearest human friend Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 May we in thy sorrows share, And for thee all peril dare And enjoy thy tender care Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 May we all thy loved ones be, All one holy family, Loving for the love of thee Hear us, Holy Jesus. PART IV " My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? " ST. Matt. xxvii. 46 Jesus, whelmed in fears unknown, With our evil left alone, While no light from heaven is shown: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 When we vainly seem to pray, And our hope seems far away In the darkness be our stay Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 Though no Father seem to hear, Though no light our spirits cheer Tell our faith that God is near Hear us, Holy Jesus. 150 THE WORDS ON THE CROSS PART V I thirst. -- ST. JOHN xix. 28 Jesus, in thy thirst and pain, While thy wounds thy life-blood drain, Thirsting more our love to gain: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 Thirst for us in mercy still; All thy holy work fulfill: Satisfy thy loving will: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 May we thirst thy love to know; Lead us in our sin and woe Where the healing waters flow: Hear us, Holy Jesus. PART VI It is finished. -- ST. JOHN xix. 30 Jesus, all our ransom paid, All thy Father's will obeyed, By thy sufferings perfect made: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 Save us in our soul's distress, Be our help to cheer and bless, While we grow in holiness: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 Brighten all our heavenward way With an ever holier ray, Till we pass to perfect day: Hear us, Holy Jesus. EASTER-EVEN 151 PART VII '§ Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit." ST. Luke xxiii 46 Jesus, all thy labour vast, All thy woe and conflict past Yielding up thy soul at last: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 When the death shades round us lower Guard us from the tempter's power Keep us in that trial hour: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 May thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die Grace to reach the home on high: Hear us, Holy Jesus. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 187G Easter-Even 165 six 7's RESTING from his work to-day, In the tomb the Saviour lay Still he slept, from head to feet Shrouded in the winding sheet Lying in the rock alone, Hidden by the sealed stone. Late at even there was seen Watching long the Magdalene; Early, ere the break of day, Sorrowful she took her way To the holy garden glade, Where her buried Lord was laid. 152 EASTER-EVEN So with thee, till life shall end, I would solemn vigil spend: Let me hew thee, Lord, a shrine In this rocky heart of mine, Where in pure embalmed cell None but thou may ever dwell. Myrrh and spices will I bring, True affection's offering; Close the door from sight and sound Of the busy world around; And in patient watch remain Till my Lord appear again. Amen. Thomas Whytehead. 184', fob 166 C.M. THE grave itself a garden is, Where loveliest flowers abound; Since Christ, our never-fading life, Sprang from that holy ground. 2 O give us grace to die to sin, That we, O Lord, may have SO holy, happy rest in thee, A Sabbath in the grave. 3 Thou, Lord, baptized in thine own blood, And buried in the grave, Didst raise thyself to endless life, Omnipotent to save. 4 Baptized into thy death we died, And buried were with thee, That we might lye with thee to God, And ever blest might be. EASTER-EVEN 153 5 Lord, through the grave and gate of death May we, with thee, arise To an eternal Easter day Of glory in the skies! Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 167 8.6.8.6.6.6.6.6 PARADISE, O Paradise Who doth not crave for rest? Who would not seek the happy land Where they that loved are blest; Where loyal hearts and true Stand ever in the light All rapture, through and through In God's most holy sight. 2 O Paradise, O Paradise, The world is growing old; Who would not be at rest and free Where love is never cold? Where loyal hearts, etc. 3 O Paradise, O Paradise, We long to sin no more We long to be as pure on earth As on thy spotless shore Where loyal hearts, etc. 4 O Paradise, O Paradise, We shall not wait for long E'en now the loving ear may catch Faint fragments of thy song; Where loyal hearts, etc. 5 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise, O keep us in thy love, And guide us to that happy land Of perfect rest above; Where loyal hearts, etc. Amen. Frederick W. Faber, 186S, alt. 154 EASTER-DAY Also the following Holy Father, cheer our way When our heads are bowed with woe God of the living, in whose eyes O thou in whom thy saints repose Easter-Day HAIL! festal day, to endless ages known, When Christ, o'er death victorious, gained his throne. 2 Now with the Lord of new and heavenly birth, His gifts return to grace the springing earth. 3 He reigns supreme, who died the death of shame And all created things adore his Name. 4 Fulfill thy promise, King of love, we pray! The third morn brightens; rise, and come away. 5 No mouldering tomb shall hold thee in repose; No stone the ransom of the world enclose. Who holdest all things in thy hollowed hand, No rocky barrier can before thee stand. 7 Cast off thy grave-clothes; let them there remain: Come forth to us, our All, our only gain. EASTER-DAY 155 Creator, Fount of Life, thou knowest the And thence returning, thou art strong to save. 9 Light of the world, show us thy face once more, The day that died with thee, to-day restore. A countless people, from death's fetters free, Own thee Redeemer, join and follow thee. The shades of death are pierced, his lass And trembling chaos flees the rising sun. Amen. Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530- 609 Tr. Theodore A. Laced, 1884 1 69 Five 11's WELCOME, happy morning!" age to age shall say: Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day ! Lo! the Dead is living, God for evermore Him their true Creator, all his works adore! "Welcome, happy morning ! " age to age shall say. 2 Earth her. joy confesses, clothing her for spring, All fresh gifts returned with her returning King: 156 EASTER-DAY Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough, Speak his sorrow ended, hail his triumph now. Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day ! Months in due succession, days of lengthening light, Hours and passing moments praise thee in their flight. Brightness of the morning, sky and fields and sea, Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to thee. "Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say. Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all, Thou from heaven beholding human nature's fall, Of the Father's Godhead true and only Son, Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on. Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day! Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo, Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to show; Come then, True and Faithful, now fulfill thy word, Tis thine own third morning! rise, O buried Lord! Welcome, happy morning!" age to age shall say. EASTER-DAY 157 6 Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Satan's chain: All that now is fallen raise to life again; Show thy face in brightness, bid the nations see; Bring again our daylight: day returns with thee! Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day. Amen. Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609; Tr. John Ellerton, 186S 170 7.6.7.6 D. COME, ye faithful, raise the strain Of triumphant gladness; God hath brought his Israel Into joy from sadness; Loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yoke Jacob's sons and daughters Led them with unmoistened foot Through the Red Sea waters. 2 'Tis the spring of souls to-day Christ hath burst his prison, And from three days' sleep in death As a sun hath risen; All the winter of our sins, Long and dark, is flying From his light, to whom we give Laud and praise undying. 3 Now the queen of seasons, bright With the day of splendour, With the royal feast of feasts, Comes its joy to render; Comes to glad Jerusalem, Who with true affection Welcomes in unwearied strains Jesus' resurrection. 158 EASTER-DAY 4 Neither might the gates of death, Nor the tomb's dark portal, Nor the watchers, nor the seal, Hold thee as a mortal: But to-day amidst thine own Thou didst stand, bestowing That thy peace which evermore Passeth human knowing. Amen. St. John of Damascus, 749; Tr. John Mason Neale, 186S 1 71 7.6./.6 D. THE day of resurrection! Earth, tell it out abroad; The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From earth unto the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory. 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection-light; And, listening to his accents, May hear so calm and plain His own "All hail," and, hearing, May raise the victor strain. 3 Now let the heavens be joyful, Let earth her song begin, The round world keep high triumph, And all that is therein Let all things seen and unseen Their notes together blend, For Christ the Lord is risen, Our joy that hath no end. St. John of Damascus d. 74S; Tr. John Mason Neale, 18" EASTER-DAY 159 172 Four 7's, with alleluia JESUS CHRIST is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy day, Who did once upon the cross Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia! 2 Hymns of praise then let us sing Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia ! 3 But the pains which he endured, Our salvation have procured; Now above the sky he's King, Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia! 4 Sing we to our God above Praise eternal as his love Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Alleluia ! Amen . Latin, 14th cents, Tr. Tate and Brady 1698 St. 4, Charles Wesley 73 8.8.8.4 THE strife is o'er, the battle done, The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun. Alleluia ! 2 The powers of death have done their worst, But Christ their legions hath dispersed: Let shout of holy joy outburst. Alleluia ! 160 EASTER-DAY 3 The three sad days are quickly sped He rises glorious from the dead: All glory to our risen Head! Alleluia! 4 He closed the yawning gates of hell, The bars from heaven's high portals fell; Let hymns of praise his triumphs tell! Alleluia ! 5 Lord! by the stripes which wounded thee, From death's dread sting thy servants free, That we may live and sing to thee. Alleluia ! Amen. Latin; Tr. Francis Pott, 1861, alt. 1 74 8.8.6.8.8.6 COME, see the place where Jesus lay, And hear angelic watchers say, "He lives, who once was slain: Why seek the living midst the dead? Remember how the Saviour said That he would rise again." 2 O joyful sound! O glorious hour, When by his own Almighty power He rose and left the grave! Now let our songs his triumph tell, Who burst the bands of death and hell, And ever lives to save. 3 The First-begotten of the dead, For us he rose, our glorious Head, Immortal life to bring; What though the saints like him shall die, They share their Leader's victory, And triumph with their King. EASTER-DAY 161 4 No more they tremble at the grave, For Jesus will their spirits save, And raise their slumbering dust O risen Lord, in thee we live, To thee our ransomed souls we give, To thee our bodies trust. Amen. Thomas Kelly, 1804, alt. 175 Four 7's CHRIST the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the victory won, Jesus' agony is o'er, Darkness veils the earth no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ hath burst the gates of hell; Death in vain forbids him rise Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Soar we now where Christ hath led Following our exalted Head: Made like him, like him we rise; Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. Charles Wesley, 1759, alt. 176 7.8.7.8. with alleluia JESUS lives! thy terrors now Can no longer, death, appall us; Jesus lives! by this we know Thou, O grave, canst not enthrall us. Alleluia! 162 EASTER-DAY 2 Jesus lives! henceforth is death But the gate of life immortal; This shall calm our trembling breath, Alleluia! 3 Jesus lives! for us he died, Then, alone to Jesus living, Pure in heart may we abide, Glory to our Saviour giving. Alleluia! 4 Jesus lives! our hearts know well Naught from us his love shall sever; Life, nor death, nor powers of hell Tear us from his keeping ever. Alleluia! 5 Jesus lives! to him the throne Over all the world is given: May we go where he has gone, Rest and reign with him in heaven. Alleluia! Christian F. Gellert, 1767; Tr. Frances E. Cox, 1841, alt. 1 77 7.7.7.7.8.7 ANGELS, roll the rock away! Death, yield up the mighty Prey! See, the Saviour quits the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 2 Shout, ye seraphs; angels, raise Your eternal song of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo to the blissful sound. Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. EASTER-DAY 163 3 Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Glory as of old to thee, Now and evermore shall be. Alleluia! Alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. Amen. Thomas Scott, 1769, and Thomas Gibbons, 1776 178 Eight 7's AT the Lamb's high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his pierced side; Praise we him, whose love divine Gives his sacred Blood for wine, Gives his Body for the feast, Christ the victim, Christ the priest. 2 Where the Paschal blood is poured, Death's dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel's hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. Praise we Christ, whose blood was shed Paschal victim, Paschal bread With sincerity and love Eat we manna from above. 3 Mighty victim from the sky, Hell's fierce powers beneath thee lie; Thou hast conquered in the fight, Thou hast brought us life and light: Now no more can death appall, Now no more the grave enthrall; Thou hast opened Paradise, And in thee thy saints shall rise. 4 Easter triumph, Easter joy, Sin alone can this destroy; 164 EASTER-DAY From sin's power do thou set free Souls newborn, O Lord, in thee. Hymns of glory and of praise, Risen Lord, to thee we raise; Holy Father, praise to thee, With the Spirit, ever be. Amen. Latin; Or. Robert Campbell, 1849, sit. 1 79 S.7.8.7.7.7 HE is risen, he is risen; Tell it out with joyful voice: He has burst his three days' prison; Let the whole wide earth rejoice: Death is conquered, man is free, Christ has won the victory. 2 Come, ye sad and fearful-hearted, With glad smile and radiant brow: Lent's long shadows have departed; All his woes are over now, And the passion that he bore: Sin and pain can vex no more. 3 Come, with high and holy hymning, Chant our Lord's triumphant lay; Not one darksome cloud is dimming Yonder glorious morning ray, Breaking o'er the purple east, Symbol of our Easter feast. 4 He is risen, he is risen; He hath opened heaven's gate: We are free from sin's dark prison, Risen to a holier state; And a brighter Easter beam On our longing eyes shall stream. Cecil Frances Alexander, €84S, alt. EASTER-DAY 165 180 Four 7's FORTY days of Eastertide Thou didst visit oft thine own; Now by glimpses, Lord, descried, Handled now, and proved, and known: 2 Known, most Merciful, yet veiled; Else before the awful sight Surely heart and flesh had failed, Smitten with exceeding light. 3 Risen Master, fain would we, Sharing those unearthly days, Morn and eve, on shore and sea, Watch thy movements, mark thy ways; 4 Catch by faith each glad surprise Of thy footsteps drawing nigh; Hear thy sudden greeting rise, Peace be to you! It is I!" 5 Secrets of thy kingdom learn, Read the vision open spread, Feel thy word within us burn, Know thee in the broken Bread. 6 SO thy glory's skirts beside, Gently led from grace to grace, We thy coming may abide, And adore thee face to face. Amen. Jackson Mason, 1889, alt. Also the following 193 Alleluia! sing to Jesus 261 Awake, and sing the song 352 Again the morn of gladness 520 Alleluia! Alleluia 555 O sons and daughters, let us sing 556 Joy dawned again on Easter-Day 557 God hath sent his angels 166 ROGATION DAYS 558 Easter flowers are blooming bright 559 On wings of living light FOR SUNDAYS AFTER EASTER 212 How firm a foundation 251 O God of God! O Light of Light 259 Praise to the Holiest in the height 326 The King of love my Shepherd is 405 Peace, perfect peace 449 Jesus, still lead on 472 Triumphant Sion, lift thy head 515 There is a blessed home 521 Rejoice, the Lord is King Rogation Days 1 81 C.M.D. JESUS, crowned with all renown, Since thou the earth hast trod, Thou reignest, and by thee come down Henceforth the gifts of God. Thine is the health and thine the wealth That in our halls abound, And thine the beauty and the joy With which the years are crowned. 2 Lord, in their change, let-frost and heat, And winds and dews be given; All fostering power, all influence sweet, Breathe from the bounteous heaven. Attemper fair with gentle air The sunshine and the rain, That kindly earth with timely birth May yield her fruits again: ROGATION DAYS 167 3 That we may feed the poor aright, And, gathering round thy throne Here, in the holy angels' sight, Repay thee of thine own: That we may praise thee all our days And with the Father's Name, And with the Holy Spirit's gifts, The Saviour's love proclaim. Amen. Edward White Benson, 1860, alt. 1 82 6.6.6.6.8.8 TO thee our God we fly For mercy and for grace; O hear our lowly cry And hide not thou thy face. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. 2 Arise, O Lord of hosts Be jealous for thy Name And drive from out our coasts The sins that put to shame. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. 3 Thy best gifts from on high In rich abundance pour That we may magnify And praise thee more and more O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. 4 The powers ordained by thee, With heavenly wisdom bless May they thy servants be And rule in righteousness. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. 168 ROGATION DAYS 5 The Church of thy dear Son Inflame with love's pure fire, Bind her once more in one, And life and truth inspire. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. 6 Give peace, Lord, in our time; O let no foe draw nigh, Nor lawless deed of crime Insult thy Majesty. O Lord, stretch forth thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our fatherland. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1871 183 C.M. LORD, in thy Name thy servants End thou hast sworn to hear; Thine is the harvest, thine the seed, The fresh and fading year. 2 Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild, We trusted, Lord, with thee; And now that spring has on us smiled, We wait on thy decree. 3 The former and the latter rain, The summer sun and air, The green ear, and the golden grain, All thine, are ours by prayer. Thine, too, by right, and ours by grace, The wondrous growth unseen, The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace. The love that shines serene. ASCENSION-DAY 169 5 So grant the precious things brought forth By sun and moon below That thee, in thy new hear en and earth, We never may forego. Amen. John Keble, 1866 Also the following 423 We plow the fields, and scatter 184 HAIL! festal day! to endless ages known, When God ascended to his starry throne. 2 Now with the Lord of new and heavenly His gifts return to grace the springing 3 Now glows the earth with painted flowers' array, And warmer light unbars the gates of day. 4 Now Christ, from gloomy hell, comes triumphing, And field and grove with clover and leafage spring. 5 The reign of death o'erthrown, he mounts on high, Sent forth with joyous praise from sea and sky. 170 ASCENSION-DAY Loose now the captives, loose the prison door, The fallen, from the deep, to light restore. 7 A countless people, from death's fetters free, Own thee Redeemer, join, and follow thee. 8 Creator and Redeemer, Christ our Light! The One begotten of the Father's might; 9 Co-equal, Co-eternal, thou to whom The kingdom of the world decreed shall come; Thou, looking on our race in darkness laid, To rescue man, true Man thyself wast made. Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609: Tr. Theodore A. Lacey 1884 185 8.7.8.7.4.7 LOOK, ye saints; the sight is glorious; See the "Man of sorrows" now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to him shall bow; Crown him! Crown him! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 2 Crown the Saviour, angels crown him; Rich the trophies Jesus brings; On the seat of power enthrone him, While the vault of heaven rings Crown him! Crown him! Crown the Saviour King of kings. ASCENSION-DAY 17 1 3 Sinners in derision crowned him, Mocking thus Messiah's claim; Saints and angels crowd around him Own his title, praise his Name Crown him! Crown him Spread abroad the Victor's fame! 4 Hark! those bursts of acclamations Hark! those loud triumphant chords Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown him! Crown him! King of kings, and Lord of lords. Thomas Kelly, 1809 186 L.M. LIFT up your heads, ye mighty gates! Behold the King of glory waits; The King of kings is drawing near The Saviour of the world is here. 2 The Lord is just, a helper tried Mercy is ever at his side; His kingly crown is holiness; His scepter, pity in distress. 3 0 blest the land, the city blest, Where Christ the Ruler is confessed O happy hearts and happy homes To whom this King of triumph comes! 4 Fling wide the portals of your hearts Make it a temple, set apart From earthly use for heaven's employ, Adorned with prayer and love and joy. 172 ASCENSION-DAY 5 Redeemer, come! I open wide My heart to thee: here, Lord abide! Let me thy inner presence feel: Thy grace and love in me reveal. G So come, my Sovereign! enter in! Let new and nobler life begin! Thy Holy Spirit, guide us on, Until the glorious crown be won! Amen. George Weissel, 1642; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1866 187 L.M. OUR Lord is risen from the dead; Our Jesus is gone up on high; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way. 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide tenfold the radiant scene; He claims those mansions as his right; Receive the King of glory in. 4 Who is the King of glory, who? The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 5 Lo! His triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way. ,ASCENSION-DAY 173 Who is the King of glory, who? The Lord, of boundless power possessed, The King of saints and angels too, God, over all, for ever blest. John Wesley and Charles Wesley, 1743 88 C.M. THE head, that once was crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords Is his, is his by right, The King of kings, and Lord of lords, And heaven's eternal Light. 3 The joy of all who dwell above; The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love And grants his Name to know. 4 To them the cross with all its shame, With all its grace is given; Their name, an everlasting name, Their joy, the joy of heaven. 5 They suffer with their Lord below They reign with him above, Their profit and their joy to know The mystery of his love. The cross he bore is life and health, Though shame and death to him: His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. Thomas Kelly, 182O 174 ASCENSION-DAY 189 S.M.D. THOU art gone up on high To mansions in the skies; And round thy throne unceasingly The songs of praise arise: But we are lingering here, With sin and care oppressed; Lord, send thy promised Comforter, And lead us to thy rest. 2 Thou art gone up on high; But thou didst first come down, Through earth's most bitter agony, To pass unto thy crown; And girt with griefs and fears Our onward course must be; But only let that path of tears Lead us at last to thee. 3 Thou art gone up on high; But thou shalt come again, With all the bright ones of the sky Attendant in thy train. Lord, by thy saving power So make us live and die, That we may stand, in that dread hour, At thy right hand on high. Amen. Emma Toke, 1861 1 9O S.M.D. DROWN him with many crowns, The Lamb upon his throne; Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own: Awake, my soul, and sing Of him who died for thee, And hail him as thy matchless King Through all eternity. ASCENSION-DAY 175 2 Crown him the Son of God Before the worlds began And ye, who tread where Ye hath trod, Crown him the Son of man Who every grief hath known That wrings the human breast, And takes and bears them for his own That all in him may rest. 3 Crown him the Lord of Life, Who triumphed o'er the grave, And rose victorious in the strife For those he came to save His glories now we sing Who died, and rose on high, Who died, eternal life to bring And lives that death may die. 4 Crown him of lords the Lord, Who over all doth reign, Who once on earth, the Incarnate Word, For ransomed sinners slain Now lives in realms of light, Where saints with angels sing Their songs before him day and night, Their God, Redeemer, King. 5 Crown him the Lord of heaven, Enthroned in worlds above Crown him the King, to whom is given The wondrous name of Love. Crown him with many crowns As thrones before him fall, Crown him, ye kings, with many crowns, For he is King of all. Matthew Bridnee, 1861, cento 176 ASCENSION-DAY 1 91 8.7.8.7 D. HAIL, thou once despised Jesus! All Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame! By thy merit we find favour: Life is given through thy Name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were laid: By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. All thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of thy blood: Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide; All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. There for sinners thou art pleading: There thou dost our place prepare; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing Thou art worthy to receive: Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. Help, ye bright angelic spirits! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays! Help to sing our Saviour's merits! Help to chant Emmanuel's praise! Amen. John Bakewell, 1767; Martin Madan, 176O Augustus M. Toplady. 1776 ASCENSION-DAY 177 192 C.M. ALL hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem And crown him Lord of all! 2 Crown him, ye martyrs of our God Who from his altar call: Extol the Stem-of-Jesse's rod And crown him Lord of all! 3 Hail him, the Heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown him Lord of all! 4 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all! 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all! Let every kindred, every tribe, Before him prostrate fall! To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all! Edward Perronet, 1779. alt. 193 8.7.8.7 D ALLELUIA! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, his the throne Alleluia! his the triumph, His the victory alone: 178 ASCENSION-DAY Hark! the songs of peaceful Sion Thunder like a mighty flood; Jesus out of every nation Hath redeemed us by his blood. 2 Alleluia! not as orphans Are we left in sorrow now; Alleluia! he is near us, Faith believes, nor questions how: Though the cloud from sight received him, When the forty days were o'er: Shall our hearts forget his promise, "I am with you evermore"? 3 Alleluia! Bread of Heaven, Thou on earth our Food, our Stay! Alleluia! here the sinful Flee to thee from day to day: Intercessor, Friend of sinners, Earth's Redeemer, plead for me, Where the songs of all the sinless Sweep across the crystal sea. 4 Alleluia! King eternal, Thee the Lord of lords we own: Alleluia! born of Mary, Earth thy footstool, heaven thy throne: Thou within the veil hast entered, Robed in flesh, our great High Priest: Thou on earth both Priest and Victim In the Eucharistic feast. 5 Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the scepter, his the throne; Alleluia! his the triumph, His the victory alone; Hark! the songs of holy Sion Thunder like a mighty flood; Jesus out of every nation Hath redeemed us by his blood. Amen. William C. Din, 1866 ASCENSION-DAY 179 1 94 C.M. MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Aft Upon the Saviour's brow; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have; He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 6 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. Amen. Samuel Stennett, 1787 Also the following 251 O God of God! O Light of Light 262 Praise the Lord through every nation 335 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored 480 Jesus shall reign 521 Rejoice, the Lord is King 522 See the Conqueror mounts in triumph 523 Jesus, King of glory 560 Golden harps are sounding 180 WHITSUNDAY 195 HAIL ! festal day ! through every age divine, When God's fair grace from heaven to earth did shine. 2 Lo! God the Spirit to the Apostles' hearts This day in form of fire himself imparts. 3 Forth from the Father, bearing mystic powers, On human hearts new strength he richly showers. 4 Now cease they not, to all on earth that dwell, God's wondrous works in divers tongues to tell. 5 Hail, Breath of Life! Hail, Holy Fount of Light ! Life-giver! Fire of radiance ever bright! 6 Thou Good all good containing, Peace divine ! Fill with thy sweetness all these hearts of thine. 7 Who fillest all things, earth and sky and sea, Cleanse thou, and guard us; bid us live to thee. 8 Some foretaste grant us of thy secret things, The overshadowing of cherub wings. WHITSUNDAY 181 9 To love divine our lips and hearts inspire By flying seraph touched with altar fire. Amen. York Processional, 14th cent. Tr. Theodore A. Lacey, 1884 1 96 six 7'8 COME, thou Holy Spirit, come! And from thy celestial home Shed a ray of light divine! Come, thou Father of the poor! Come, thou Source of all our store! Come, within our bosoms shine! Thou, of comforters the best; Thou, the soul's most welcome Guest; Sweet refreshment here below; In our labour, rest most sweet; Grateful coolness in the heat; Solace in the midst of woe. 3 O most blessed Light divine, Shine within these hearts of thine, And our inmost being fill! Where thou art not, man hath naught, Nothing good in deed or thought, Nothing free from taint of ill. 4 Heal our wounds, our strength renew; On our dryness pour thy dew; Wash the stains of guilt away: Bend the stubborn heart and will; Melt the frozen, warm the chill; Guide the steps that go astray. 182 WHITSUNDAY 5 On the faithful, who adore And confess thee, evermore In thy sevenfold gifts descend; Give them virtue's sure reward; Give them thy salvation, Lord Give them joys that never end. Amen. Latin; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. 1869 1 9 7 L.M. SPIRIT of mercy, truth, and love, O shed thine influence from above; And still from age to age convey The wonders of this sacred day. 2 In every clime, by every tongue, Be God's surpassing glory sung: Let all the listening earth be taught The deeds our great Redeemer wrought. 3 Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide, Still o'er thy holy Church preside; Still let mankind thy blessings prove, Spirit of mercy, truth, and love. Amen. Anonymous, 1774 1 98 six 8's CREATOR Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every humble mind; Come, pour thy joys on human kind; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee. 2 O Source of untreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete! Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. ,WHITSUNDAY 183 3 Plenteous of grace, come from on high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy; Make us eternal truth receive, And practice all that we believe; Give us thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son by thee. Amen. John Dryden, 1693 99 8.6.8.4 OUR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His tender, last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed With us to dwell. 2 He came sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing Guest, While he can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 3 And his that gentle voice we hear, Soft as the breath of even, That checks each fault, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven. 4 And every virtue we possess, And every victory won, And every thought of holiness Are his alone. 5 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see; O make our hearts thy dwelling-place, And worthier thee. Amen. €Harriet Auber, 1829 184 WHITSUNDAY 200 C.M. COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 See how we grovel here below, Fond of these earthly toys: Our souls, how heavily they go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs, In vain we strive to rise: Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quickening powers; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. Amen. Isaac Watts, 1707, all, 201 L.M. COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above; Be thou our guardian, thou our guide; O'er every thought and step preside. 2 The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from thee may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to Christ, the living Way, Nor let us from his precepts stray; Lead us to holiness, the road That we must take to dwell with God. WHITSUNDAY 185 4 Lead us to heaven, that we may share Fullness of joy for ever there; Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with him for ever blest. Amen. Simon Browne, 1720, alt. 202 C.M. SPIRIT divine, attend our prayers, And make this house thy home; Descend with all thy gracious powers, O come, great Spirit, come! 2 Come as the light; to us reveal Our emptiness and woe, And lead us in those paths of life Whereon the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts Like sacrificial flame Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's Name. 4 Come as the dove, and spread thy wings, The wings of peaceful love; And let thy Church on earth become Blest as the Church above. 5 Spirit divine, attend our prayers; Make a lost world thy home; Descend with all thy gracious powers; O come, great Spirit, come! Amen. Andrew Reed, 1829 186 WHITSUNDAY LITANIES OF THE HOLY GHOST 203 7-7-7-5 COME to our poor nature's night With thy blessed inward light, Holy Ghost the Infinite, Comforter divine. 2 We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord; Sick and faint, thy strength afford; Lost, until by thee restored, Comforter divine. 3 Orphan are our souls and poor; Give us from thy heavenly store Faith, love, joy for evermore, Comforter divine. 4 Like the dew thy peace distill; Guide, subdue our wayward will, Things of Christ unfolding still, Comforter divine. 5 With us, for us, intercede, And with voiceless groanings plead Our unutterable need, Comforter divine. 6 In us, "Abba, Father," cry; Earnest of the bliss on high, Seal of immortality, Comforter divine. 7 Search for us the depths of God; Upwards, by the starry road, Bear us to thy high abode, Comforter divine. Amen. George Rawson, 1853 WHITSUNDAY 187 204 777.5 SPIRIT blest, who art adored With the Father and the Word One eternal God and Lord Hear us, Holy Spirit. 2 Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Dew descending from above, Breath of life, and fire of love; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 3 Thou by whom the Virgin bore Him whom heaven and earth adore, Sent our nature to restore Hear us, Holy Spirit. 4 Thou whom Jesus, from his throne, Gave to cheer and help his own That they might not be alone; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 5 Thou whose sound apostles heard, Thou whose power their spirit stirred Giving them thy living Word; Hear us, Holy Spirit. Thou whose grace the Church doth fill Showing her God's perfect will, Making Jesus present still Hear us, Holy Spirit. 7 All thy sevenfold gifts bestow, Gifts of wisdom God to know, Gifts of strength to meet the foe; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 8 All our evil passions kill, Bend aright our stubborn will; Though we grieve thee, patient still; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 188 WHITSUNDAY 9 Come to raise us when we fall, And when snares our souls enthrall, Lead us back with gentle call; Hear us, Holy Spirit. Come to strengthen all the weak, Give thy courage to the meek, Teach our faltering tongues to speak; Hear us, Holy Spirit. Come to aid the souls who yearn More of truth divine to learn, And with deeper love to burn; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 12 Keep us in the narrow way, Warn us when we go astray, Plead within us when we pray; Hear us, Holy Spirit. 13 Holy, loving, as thou art, Come, and Lee within our heart; Nevermore from us depart; Hear us, Holy Spirit. Amen. - Richard F. Lttledale, 1867 Also the following 121 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost 373 Holy Spirit, Truth divine 375 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest 380 Breathe on me, Breath of God 452 Revive thy work 455 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 475 O Spirit of the living God 524 Hear us, thou that broodedst 561 Joy because the circling year TRINITY SUNDAY 189 205 11.12.12.10 HOLY, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee: Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity. 2 Holy, Holy, Holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, Holy, Holy! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see, Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! All thy works shall praise thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea; Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity. Amen. Reginald Heber, pub. 1827. Published after his death. 190 TRINITY SUNDAY 206 L.M. FATHER of all, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy quickening power extend. 4 Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son! Mysterious Godhead, Three in One! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. Amen. Edward Cooper, 1805 0 7 S.7.S.7 D. ROUND the Lord in glory seated Cherubim and seraphim Filled his temple, and repeated Each to each the alternate hymn: "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with thy fullness stored; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord." 2 Heaven is still with glory ringing, Earth takes up the angels' cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy," singing, "Lord of hosts, the Lord Most High." With his seraph train before him, With his holy Church below, Thus unite we to adore him, Bid we thus our anthem flow: 3 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with thy fullness stored; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord. Thus thy glorious Name confessing, With thine angel hosts we cry, "Holy, Holy, Holy," blessing Thee, the Lord of hosts Most High. Amen. Richard Mant, 1837, alt. 208 six ads HOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord God of hosts, eternal King, By the heavens and earth adored; Angels and archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 2 Since by thee were all things made, And in thee do all things live, Be to thee all honour paid, Praise to thee let all things give, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 3 Thousands, tens of thousands stand, Spirits blest before thy throne, Speeding thence at thy command; And when thy command is done, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. 192 TRINITY SUNDAY 4 Cherubim and seraphim Veil their faces with their wings; Eyes of angels are too dim To behold the King of kings, While they sing eternally To the blessed Trinity. 5 Thee, apostles, prophets, thee, Thee, the noble martyr band, Praise with solemn jubilee, Thee, the Church in every land; Singing everlastingly, To the blessed Trinity. 6 Alleluia! Lord, to thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Three in One, and One in Three, Join we with the heavenly host, Singing everlastingly To the blessed Trinity. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 209 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 COME, thou almighty King, Help us thy Name to sing, Help us to praise! Father all-glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days! 2 Come, thou Incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; Our prayer attend! Come, and thy people bless; Come, give thy word success; 'Stablish thy righteousness, Saviour and Friend! TRINITY SUNDAY 193 3 Come, Holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour! Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power! 4 To thee, great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore; Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. Amen. Anonymous, c. 1757, alt. 210 8.7.8.7.4.7 HOLY Father, great Creator, Source of mercy, love, and peace, Look upon the Mediator, Clothe us with his righteousness; Heavenly Father, Through the Saviour hear and bless. 2 Holy Jesus, Lord of glory, Whom angelic hosts proclaim, While we hear thy wondrous story, Meet and worship in thy Name, Dear Redeemer, In our hearts thy peace proclaim. 3 Holy Spirit, Sanctifier, Come with unction from above, Raise our hearts to raptures higher, Fill them with the Saviour's love! Source of comfort, Cheer us with the Saviour's love. 4 God the Lord, through every nation Let thy wondrous mercies shine! In the song of thy salvation Every tongue and race combine! Great Jehovah, Form our hearts and make them thine. Amen. Alexander V. Griswold, 18S6 Also the following 11 O Trinity of blessed light 16 Holy Father, cheer our way 38 Three in One, and One in Three 47 On this day, the first of days 104 Thou, whose almighty word 247 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us 519 Ancient of Days 525 I bind unto myself to-day SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 21 1 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray; Take all my guilt away; O let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire; As thou hast died for me, O may my love to thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 195 3 While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread Be thou my guide; Bid darkness turn to day; Wipe sorrow's tears away Nor let me ever stray From thee aside! 4 When ends life's transient dream When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll; Blest Saviour, then in love Fear and distrust remove; O bear me safe above, A ransomed soul! Amen. Ray Palmer, 1830 Four 11's How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 2 Fear not, I am with thee; O be not dismayed! I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 3 When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 196 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee; I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 5 The soul that to Jesus hath fled for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell shall endeavour to shake, I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake. ³K² in Rippon¹s ³Selection,² 1787 213 PM. A MIGHTY Fortress is our God, A Bulwark never failing; Our Helper he amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing: For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work us woe; His craft and power are great, And, armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be losing; Were not the right man on our side, The man of God's own choosing: Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is he; Lord Sabaoth his Name, From age to age the same, And he must win the battle. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 197 3 And though this world, with devils filled Should threaten to undo us; We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us: The prince of darkness grim, We tremble not for him His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly powers, No thanks to them, abideth The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through him who with us sideth: Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also; The body they may kill: God's truth abideth still, His kingdom is for ever. Martin Luther, 1529; Tr. Frederick H. Budge, 1852 214 P.M. GOD is our stronghold and our stay, Our hope in tribulation; What though the mountains rock and sway To earth's long-hid foundation? What though the ocean roar, Fast gaining on the shore The hurtling storm rage loud Beneath the thunder cloud? Our hearts are all untroubled. 2 The might of water sinks to rest; How calm yon river glideth, God's city mirrored on its breast, The house where he abideth 198 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY Hushed be all strife and dint His presence dwells within, She standeth unremoved, By God himself beloved, Who helpeth her right early. 3 In vain the heathen shout for war, In vain our foes assemble; The voice of God is heard from far, And earth itself shall tremble. He breaks the spear and bow, He lays the warrior low, The chariot burns with flame; Our trust is in his Name, And Jacob's God our refuge! 4 Be still, the Lord is God alone, Let all the world adore him, And bending low before his throne, For pitying grace implore him. His kingdom is within, O'er hearts made pure from sin, Where love that casts out fear Exults to feel him near, The Lord of hosts our refuge. Psalm 46, Version by Elizabeth Wordsworth, 1903 215 S.MD. JESUS, my strength, my hope, On thee I cast my care; With humble confidence look up, And know thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on thee to wait, Till I can all things do; On thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 199 2 Give me a true regard, A single, steady aim, Unmoved by threatening or reward, To thee and thy great Name; A jealous, just concern For thine immortal praise; A pure desire that all may learn And glorify thy grace. 3 I rest upon thy word; The promise is for me; My succour and salvation, Lord, Shall surely come from thee: But let me still abide, Nor from my hope remove, Till thou my patient spirit guide Into thy perfect love. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1742 216 C.M. GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform: He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines, With never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 200 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour: The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. William Cowper, 1774 21 7 six 7¹s ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood From thy side, a healing flood, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When mine eyelids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. Amen. Augustus M. Toplady, 1776; ad. Thos. Cotterill, 1819 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 201 218 S.M. JESUS, I live to thee, The loveliest and best; My life in thee, thy life in me, In thy blest love I rest. 2 Jesus, I die to thee, Whenever death shall come; To die in thee is life to me, In my eternal home. 3 Whether to live or die, I know not which is best; To live in thee is bliss to me, To die is endless rest. 4 Living or dying, Lord, I ask but to be thine; My life in thee, thy life in me, Makes heaven for ever mine. Amen. Henry Harbaugh, 1850 219 Four 7'S CHRIST, of all my hopes the ground, Christ the spring of all my joy, Still in thee may I be found, Still for thee my powers employ. 2 Let thy love my heart inflame; Keep thy fear before my sight; Be thy praise my highest aim; Be thy smile my chief delight. 3 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, Freely from thy fullness give; Till I close my earthly race, May I prove it "Christ to live." 202 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 Firmly trusting in thy blood, Nothing shall my heart confound; Safely I shall pass the flood, Safely reach Emmanuel's ground. 5 Thus, O thus, an entrance give To the land of cloudless sky; Having known it "Christ to live," Let me know it "gain to die. ' Amen. Ralph Wardlaw, 1817 220 C.M. MY heart is resting, O my God, I will give thanks and sing; My heart is at the secret source Of every precious thing. 2 Now the frail vessel thou hast made, No hand but thine shall fill; The waters of the earth have failed, And I am thirsty still. 3 I thirst for springs of heavenly life, And here all day they rise; I seek the treasure of thy love, And close at hand it lies. 4 And a new song is in my mouth, To long-loved music set; Glory to thee for all the grace I have not tasted yet. 5 I have a heritage of joy, That yet I must not see; The hand that bled to make it mine Is keeping it for me. SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY 203 There is a certainty of love That sets my heart at rest; A calm assurance for to-day, That to be poor is best; 7 A prayer, reposing on his truth, Who hath made all things mine, That draws my captive will to him, And makes it one with thine. Amen. Anna L. Waring, 1849 22l C.M. MY God, how wonderful thou art Thy majesty how bright, How beautiful thy mercy-seat, In depths of burning light! 2 How dread are thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored! 3 How wonderful, how beautiful, The sight of thee must be, Thine endless wisdom, boundless power And awful purity! 4 O how I fear thee, living God, With deepest, tenderest fears, And worship thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears! 5 Yet I may love thee too, O Lord, Almighty as thou art, For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. Amen. Frederick W. Faber, 1849 222 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 6.4.6.4.6.6.4 NEARER, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee, Eden though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song would be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. 5 Or if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upwards I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee. Amen. Sarah F. Adams. 1841 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 205 223 Eight 7's JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high: Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone Still support and comfort me: All my trust on thee is stayed; All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cleanse from every sin; Let the healing streams abound Make and keep me pure within: Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee: Spring thou up within my heart Rise to all eternity. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1740, abbr. 224 7.6.7.6 D. IN heavenly love abiding, No change my heart shall fear, And safe is such confiding For nothing changes here. The storm may roar without me My heart may low be laid; But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed? 206 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 Wherever he may guide me, No want shall turn me back; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack. His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim; He knows the way he taketh, And I will walk with him. 3 Green pastures are before me, Which yet I have not seen; Bright skies will soon be o'er me, Where the dark clouds have been. My hope I cannot measure, The path to life is free; My Saviour has my treasure, And he will walk with me. Anna L. Waring, 1850 225 S.M. MY spirit on thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For thou art love divine. 2 In thee I place my trust, On thee I calmly rest; I know thee good, I know thee Just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform: Safe in thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. SUNDAYS, AFTER TRINITY 4 Let good or ill befall It must be good for me Secure in having thee in all, Of having all in thee. Amen. Henry F. Late, 1834, Psalm 31 Also the following 270 We walk by faith, and not by sight THE DIVINE LOVE 226 8.7.8.7 D. LOVE divine, all loves excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, thou art all compassion Pure, unbounded love thou art Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. 2 Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive Suddenly return, and never Nevermore thy temples leave. Thee we would be alway blessing Serve thee as thy hosts above Pray, and praise thee without ceasing Glory in thy perfect love. 3 Finish then thy new creation Pure and spotless let us be: Let us see thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in thee Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place: Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1747 208 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 227 six 8's THOU hidden love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows: I see from far thy beauteous light, Only I sigh for thy repose: My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it find rest in thee. 2 Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with thee my heart to share? Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there. Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in thee. 3 O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live. My base affections crucify, Nor let one favourite sin survive; In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but thee. 4 Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits thy call. Speak to my inmost soul, and say I am thy love, thy God, thy alit To feel thy power, to hear thy voice, To taste thy love, be all my choice! Amen. Gerhard Tersteegen, 1729; Tr. John Wesley, 1738, alt. 228 six 8'S JESUS, my Lord, my God, my all, Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call; Hear me, and from thy dwelling-place Pour down the riches of thy grace. Jesus, my Lord, I thee adore; O make me love thee more and more! SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 209 2 Jesus, too late I thee have sought; How can I love thee as I ought? And how extol thy matchless fame The glorious beauty of thy Name? Jesus, my Lord, I thee adore; O make me love thee more and more! 3 Jesus, what didst thou find in me That thou hast dealt so lovingly? How great the joy that thou hast brought! O far exceeding hope or thought! Jesus, my Lord, I thee adore; O make me love thee more and more! 4 Jesus, of thee shall be my song To thee my heart and soul belong: All that I am or have is thine And thou, my Saviour, thou art mine. Jesus, my Lord, I thee adore; O make me love thee more and more! Amen. Henry Collins, 1854, alt. 229 six 8¹s JESUS, thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare O knit my thankful heart to thee And reign without a rival there! Thine wholly, thine alone, I am; Be thou alone my constant flame. 2 O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but thy pure love alone! O may thy love possess me whole My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange flames far from my heart remove May every act, word, thought be love! 210 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray! All pain before thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but thee! 4 Still let thy love point out my way! What wondrous things thy love hath wrought ! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my word, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. O In suffering, be thy love my peace; In weakness, be thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that dark, final hour Of death, be thou my Guide and Friend, That I may love thee without end. Amen. Paulus Gerhardt, 1653: Tr. John Wesley, 17S9, alt. 230 six 8's COME, O thou Traveler unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee; With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am, My misery or sin declare; Thyself hast called me by my name; Look on thy hands and read it there But who, I ask thee, who art thou? Tell me thy Name, and tell me now. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 211 3 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair; Speak to my heart, in blessing speak, Be conquered by my instant prayer! Speak, or thou never hence shalt move And tell me if thy Name is Love. 4 'Tis Love! 'Tis Love! Thou diedst for met I hear thy whisper in my heart. The morning breaks, the shadows flee Pure, universal Love thou art To me, to all, thy mercies move Thy nature and thy Name is Love. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1742. 231 Eight 7's LOVE of Jesus, all divine Fill this longing heart of mine: Ceaseless struggling after life, Weary with the endless strife Saviour, Jesus, lend thine aid, Lift thou up my fainting head Lead me to my long-sought rest, Pillowed on thy loving breast. 2 Thou alone my trust shalt be, Thou alone canst comfort me Only, Jesus, let thy grace Be my shield and hiding-place; Let me know thy saving power In temptation's fiercest hour: Then, my Saviour, at thy side Let me evermore abide. 3 Thou hast wrought this fond desire, Kindled here this sacred fire, Weaned my heart from all below, Thee and thee alone to know. 212 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY Thou who hast inspired the cry, Thou alone canst satisfy: Love of Jesus, all divine, Fill this longing heart of mine. Amen. Francis Bottome, 1872. 232 C.M. HOW sweet the Name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds, And drives away our fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build, My shield and hiding-place, My never-failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus! my Shepherd, Guardian, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King, My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. Till then I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath; And may the music of thy Name Refresh my soul in death. Amen. John Newton, 1774 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 213 233 8.7.8.7 D. LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise thee For the bliss thy love bestows For the pardoning grace that saves me And the peace that from it flows Help, O God, my weak endeavour This dull soul to rapture raise: Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmed to praise. 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away; Praise, with love's devoutest feeling Him who saw thy guilt-born fear And, the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express Low before thy footstool kneeling Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless: Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure Love's pure flame within me raise And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth thy praise. Amen. Francis Scott Key, 1819. 234 C.M. MY God, I love thee: not because I hope for heaven thereby Nor yet because if I love not I must for ever die. 214 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 But, O my Jesus, thou didst me Upon the cross embrace; For me didst bear the nails and spear, And manifold disgrace, 3 And griefs and torments numberless, And sweat of agony, E'en death itself; and all for me Who was thine enemy. 4 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ, Should I not love thee well? Not for the hope of winning heaven, Nor of escaping hell; 5 Not with the hope of gaining aught; Not seeking a reward: But as thyself hast loved me, O ever-loving Lord! E'en so I love thee, and will love, And in thy praise will sing; Solely because thou art my God, And my eternal King. Amen. Ascribed to Francis Xavier; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849, alt. 235 Four 6's O LOVE that casts out fear, O Love that casts out sin, Tarry no more without, But come and dwell within! 2 True sunlight of the soul, Surround us as we go; So shall our way be safe, Our feet no straying know. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 215 3 Great love of God, come in! Wellspring of heavenly peace; Thou Living Water, come! Spring up, and never cease. 4 Love of the living God, Of Father and of Son; Love of the Holy Ghost, Fill thou each needy one. Amen. Horatius Bonar, 1861 236 8.8.8.8.6 O LOVE that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in thee; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. 2 O Light that followest all my way I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray That in thy sunshine's blaze its day May brighter, fairer be. 3 O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain That morn shall tearless be. . 4 O Cross that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from thee; I lay in dust life's glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be. Amen. George Matheson, 1882 216 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY THE DIVINE MERCY 237 C.M. THEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 O how shall words with equal warmth The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravished heart? But thou canst read it there. 3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 4 Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 5 When nature fails, and day and night Divide thy works no more, My ever grateful heart, O Lord, Thy mercy shall adore. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise; But O eternity's too short To utter all thy praise! Amen. Joseph Addison. 1712. abr. 238 € six 6'S THY life was given for me, Thy blood, O Lord, was shed, That I might ransomed be, And quickened from the dead; Thy life was given for me: What have I given for thee? SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 217 2 Long years were spent for me In weariness and woe, That through eternity Thy glory I might know. Long years were spent for me: Have I spent one for thee? 3 Thy Father's home of light Thy rainbow-circled throne, Were left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone Yea, all was left for me: Have I left aught for thee? 4 And thou hast brought to me, Down from thy home above Salvation full and free, Thy pardon and thy love. Great gifts thou broughtest me: What have I brought to thee? 5 O let my life be given, My years for thee be spent World fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent; Thou gavest thyself for me I give myself to thee. Amen. Frances R. Zarergal, 180-8 239 7.6.7.6 D. COULD not do without thee O Saviour of the lost, Whose precious blood redeemed me At such tremendous cost Thy righteousness, thy pardon Thy precious blood, must be My only hope and comfort, My glory and my plea. 218 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 I could not do without thee, I cannot stand alone, I have no strength or goodness, No wisdom of my own; But thou, beloved Saviour, Art all in all to me, And weakness will be power If leaning hard on thee. 3 I could not do without thee, For O the way is long, And I am often weary, And sigh replaces song: How could I do without thee? I do not know the way; Thou knowest, and thou leadest, And wilt not let me stray. 4 I could not do without thee, O Jesus, Saviour dear; E'en when my eyes are holden, I know that thou art near. How dreary and how lonely This changeful life would be, Without the sweet communion, The secret rest with thee! 5 I could not do without thee; No other friend can read The spirit's strange deep longings, Interpreting its need; No human heart could enter Each dim recess of mine, And soothe, and hush, and calm it, O blessed Lord, but thine. 6 I could not do without thee, For years are fleeting fast, And soon in solemn Oneness The river must be passed; SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 219 But thou wilt never leave me, And though the waves roll high, I know thou wilt be near me, And whisper, "It is I." Amen. Frances R. Zlarereal, 187S 240 8.7.8.7 D. THERE'S a wideness in God's mercy Like the wideness of the sea; There's a kindness in his justice Which is more than liberty. There is welcome for the sinner, And more graces for the good; There is mercy with the Saviour; There is healing in his blood. 2 There is no place where earth's sorrows Are more felt than up in heaven There is no place where earth's failings Have such kindly judgment given. There is plentiful redemption In the blood that has been shed There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. 3 For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind; And the heart of the Eternal Is most infinitely kind If our love were but more simple, We should take him at his word; And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of the Lord. Frederick W. Faber, 1861P, cento 220 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 24 1 8.6.8.8.6 ETERNAL Light! Eternal Light! How pure that soul must be, When, placed within thy searching sight, It shrinks not, but with calm delight Can live, and look on thee. 2 The spirits that surround thy throne May bear the burning bliss; But surely that is theirs alone Who, undefiled, have never known A fallen world like this. 3 O how shall I, whose native sphere Is dark, whose mind is dim, Before the Ineffable appear, And on my naked spirit bear The untreated beam? 4 There is a way for man to rise To that sublime abode: An offering and a sacrifice, A Holy Spirit's energies, An Advocate with God: 5 These, these prepare us for the sight Of holiness above: The sons of ignorance and night May dwell in the eternal Light, Through the eternal Love! Thomas Binned, c. 1826 242 C.M.D. I HEARD the voice of Jesus say, Come unto me and rest; Lay down, thou weary one, Lay down Thy head upon my breast. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 221 I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad; I found in him a resting-place, And he has made me glad. 2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, Behold, I freely give The living water; thirsty one, Stoop down and drink, and live. I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say I am this dark world's light Look unto me, thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright. I looked to Jesus, and I found In him my Star, my Sun; And in that light of life I'll walk Till traveling days are done. Horatius Bonar, 1846 243 8.7.8.7 SAVIOUR, source of every blessing, Tune my heart to grateful lays; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for ceaseless songs of praise. 2 Teach me some melodious measure, Sung by raptured saints above; Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, While I sing redeeming love. 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; Thou, to save my soul from danger, Didst redeem me with thy blood. 222 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 By thy hand restored, defended, Safe through life thus far I've come; Safe, O Lord, when life is ended, Bring me to my heavenly home. Amen. Robert Robinson, 1768, all. DIVINE GUIDANCE 244 10.4.10.4.10.10 LEAD, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead thou me on! Keep thou my feet! I do not ask to see The distant scene; one step enough for me. 2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou Shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead thou me on! I loved the garish day; and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. 3 So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone; And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. Amen. John Henry Newman, 1833 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 223 245 L.M. with refrain HE leadeth me! O blessed thought! O words with heavenly comfort fraught ! Whate'er I do, where'er I be, Still 'tis God's hand that leadeth me. He leadeth me! He leadeth me. By his own hand he leadeth me! His faithful follower I would be, For by his hand he leadeth me. 2 Sometimes mid scenes of deepest gloom, Sometimes where Eden's bowers bloom, By waters calm, o'er troubled sea, Still 'tis his hand that leadeth me. He leadeth me, etc. 3 Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, Nor ever murmur nor repine; Content, whatever lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me. He leadeth me, etc. 4 And when my task on earth is done, When, by thy grace, the victory's won, E'en death's cold wave I will not flee, Since God through Jordan leadeth me. He leadeth me, etc. Joseph H. Gilmore, 186£ 246 S.M. THOU say'st, "Take up thy cross, O man, and follow me"; The night is black, the feet are slack, Yet we would follow thee. 224 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 But, O dear Lord, we cry, That we thy face could see, Thy blessed face one moment's space, Then might we follow thee! 3 Dim tracts of time divide Those golden days from me; Thy voice comes strange o'er years of change How can I follow thee? 4 Comes faint and far thy voice From vales of Galilee; Thy vision fades in ancient shades; How should we follow thee? 5 O heavy cross: of faith In what we cannot see! As once of yore thyself restore, And help to follow thee. 6 If not as once thou cam'st In true humanity, Come yet as guest within the breast That burns to follow thee. 7 Within our heart of hearts In nearest nearness be: Set up thy throne within thine own: Go, Lord; we follow thee. Amen. Francis T. Palgrave, 1866 247 8.7.8.7.8.7 LEAD us, heavenly Father, lead us O'er the world's tempestuous sea; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but thee; Yet possessing every blessing, If our God our Father be. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 225 2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us, All our weakness thou dost know; Thou didst tread this earth before us Thou didst feel its keenest woe; Lone and dreary, faint and weary, Through the desert thou didst go. 3 Spirit of our God, descending Fill our hearts with heavenly joy Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy Thus provided, pardoned, guided, Nothing can our peace destroy. Amen. James Edmestors, 1821 248 Four 10's LEAD us, O Father, in the paths of peace Without thy guiding hand we go astray And doubts appall, and sorrows still increase; Lead us through Christ, the true and living Way. 2 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth Unhelped by thee, in error's maze we grope, While passion stains, and folly dims our youth, And age comes on, uncheered by faith and hope. 3 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of right; Blindly we stumble when we walk alone Involved in shadows of a darksome night, Only with thee we journey safely on. 226 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 Lead us, O Father, to thy heavenly rest, However rough and steep the path may be, Through joy or sorrows as thou deemest best, Until our lives are perfected in thee. Amen. William N. Burleigh, 18ff8 Also the following 42 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 305 O for a closer walk with God 355 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us 378 Jesus, I my cross have taken 449 Jesus, still lead on 493 O Master, let me walk with thee 534 Lead on, O King eternal 536 O happy band of pilgrims PRAISE AND ADORATION 249 L.M. A LL people that on earth do dwell A Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed, Without our aid he did us make: We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 O enter then his gates with praise Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless his Name always, For it is seemly so to do. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 227 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. Amen. William Kethe, 1661; Psalm 100 250 L.M. FROM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise! Let the Redeemer's Name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, And truth eternal is thy word: Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. Isaac Watts, 1719; Psalm 117 DOXOLOGY Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen. Thomas Ken, 1692 25 1 L.M.D. GOD of God! O Light of Light! Thou Prince of Peace, thou King of kings, To thee, where angels know no night, The song of praise for ever rings: To him who sits upon the throne, The Lamb once slain for sinful men, Be honour, might; all by him won; Glory and praise! Amen, Amen! 228 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 Deep in the prophets' sacred page, Grand in the poets' winged word, Slowly in type, from age to age, Nations beheld their coming Lord; Till through the deep Judean night Rang out the song, " Good-will to men ! Hymned by the first-born sons of light, Re-echoed now, " Good-will! " Amen! 3 That life of truth, those deeds of love, That death of pain, mid hate and scorn; These all are past, and now above He reigns our King! once crowned with thorn. Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; So sang his hosts, unheard by men; Lift up your heads, for you he waits. We lift them up! Amen, Amen! 4 Nations afar, in ignorance deep; Isles of the sea, where darkness lay: These hear his voice, they wake from sleep, And throng with joy the upward way. They cry with us, " Send forth thy light," O Lamb, once slain for sinful men; Burst Satan's bonds, O God of might; Set all men free! Amen, Amen! 5 Sing to the Lord a glorious song, Sing to his Name, his love forth tell; Sing on, heaven's hosts, his praise prolong; Sing, ye who now on earth do dwell: Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, From angels, praise; and thanks from men Worthy the Lamb, enthroned to reign, Glory and power! Amen, Amen! Amen. John Julian, 1883 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 229 252 L.M.D. HE spacious firmament on high With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun from day to day Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty Hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice For ever singing, as they shine "The Hand that made us is divine." Joseph Addison, 1712; Psalm 19 S 6.6.8.4 D. THE God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above; Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love; Jehovah, great I AM, By earth and heaven confessed; I bow and bless the sacred Namer For ever blest. 230 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 He by himself hath sworn, I on his oath depend, I shall, on angel-wings upborne, To heaven ascend: I shall behold his face, I shall his power adore, And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore. 3 There dwells the Lord, our King, The Lord, our Righteousness, Triumphant o'er the world and sin, The Prince of Peace; On Sion's sacred height His kingdom he maintains, And, glorious with his saints in light, For ever reigns. 4 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high; Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! They ever cry: Hail, Abraham's God and mine! I join the heavenly lays All might and majesty are thine, And endless praise. Amen. Thorrwas Olivers, c. 1770 254 10.10.11.11 HOW wondrous and great Thy works, God of praise! How just, King of saints, And true are thy ways! O who shall not fear thee, And honour thy Name? Thou only art holy, Thou only supreme SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 231 2 To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown; Their worship and vows Shall come to thy throne: Thy truth and thy judgments Shall spread all abroad, Till earth's every people Confess thee their God. Amen. Henry U. Onderdonk, 1826 255 10.10.11.11 O WORSHIP the King, all glorious above ! O gratefully sing his power and his love! Our shield and defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendour, and girded with praise. 2 O tell of his might! O sing of his grace! Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space. His chariots of wrath the deep thunderclouds form, And dark is his path on the wings of the storm. 3 The earth, with its store of wonders untold, Almighty, thy power hath founded of old, Hath 'stablished it fast by a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light; It streams from the hills; it descends to the plain, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain. 232 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies, how tender! how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend ! O measureless Might! ineffable Love! While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, With true adoration shall sing to thy praise. Amen. Robert Grant, 1833; Psalm 104 256 Four 7's SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with alleluias rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose when He Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass away; Songs of praise shall crown that day: God will make new heavens and earth; Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come? No; the Church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 233 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death Then, amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. James Montgomery, 1819 257 Four 7's SING, my soul, his wondrous love, Who, from yon bright throne above Ever watchful o'er our race, Still to man extends his grace. 2 Heaven and earth by him were made; All is by his scepter swayed; What are we that he should show So much love to us below? 3 God, the merciful and good Bought us with the Saviour's blood, And, to make our safety sure, Guides us by his Spirit pure. 4 Sing, my soul, adore his Name Let his glory be thy theme: Praise him till he calls thee home; Trust his love for all to come. Anonymous, 1800 258 8.7.8.7.8.7 PRAISE, my soul, the King of heaven; To his feet thy tribute bring; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore his praises sing: Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Praise the everlasting King. 234 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 2 Praise him for his grace and favour To our fathers in distress; Praise him still the same as ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless: Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Glorious in his faithfulness. 3 Father-like he tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame he knows; In his hand he gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes. Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely yet his mercy flows. 4 Angels in the height adore him! Ye behold him face to face; Saints triumphant bow before him! Gathered in from every race. Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace. Henry F. Lyte, 1854, alt.; Psalm 103 259 C.M. PRAISE to the Holiest in the height, And in the depth be praise; In all his words most wonderful, Most sure in all his ways! 2 O loving wisdom of our God! When all was sin and shame, A second Adam to the fight And to the rescue came. 3 O wisest love! that flesh and blood, Which did in Adam fail, Should strive afresh against the foe, Should strive and should prevail: SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 235 4 And that a higher gift than grace Should flesh and blood refine; God's Presence and his very Self, And Essence all-divine. 5 O generous love! that he who smote In Man for man the foe, The double agony in Man For man should undergo; 6 And in the garden secretly, And on the cross on high, Should teach his brethren, and inspire To suffer and to die. 7 Praise to the Holiest in the height, And in the depth be praise; In all his words most wonderful, Most sure in all his ways. John Henry Newman, 1865 260 C.M. O FOR a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free! A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me; 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer's throne, Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone; 3 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean; Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within. 236 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And full of love divine, Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, A copy, Lord, of thine! 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; Come quickly from above; Write thy new Name upon my heart, Thy new, best name of Love. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1742, alt. 261 S.M. AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb! Wake every heart and every tongue To praise the Saviour's Name. 2 Sing of his dying love! Sing of his rising power! Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore! 3 Sing on your heavenly way! Ye ransomed sinners, sing! Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, the eternal King! 4 Soon shall ye hear him say, "Ye blessed children, come." Soon will he call you hence away, And take his wanderers home. 5 There shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim, And sweeter voices swell the song Of glory to the Lamb. William Hammond, 1746, all., cento SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 237 262 P.M. RAISE the Lord through every nation; r His holy arm hath wrought salvation; Exalt him on his Father's throne. Praise your King, ye Christian legions, Who now prepares in heavenly regions Unfailing mansions for his own: With voice and minstrelsy Extol his majesty: Alleluia ! His praise shall sound all nature round, Where'er the race of man is found. 2 God with man dominion sharing, And Man with God our image bearing Gentile and Jew to him are given: Praise your Saviour, ransomed sinners, Of life, through him, immortal winners No longer heirs of earth, but heaven O beatific sight To view his face in light! Alleluia ! And while we see, transformed to be From bliss to bliss eternally. 3 Jesus, Lord, our Captain glorious, O'er sin, and death, and hell victorious, Wisdom and might to thee belong We confess, proclaim, adore thee; We bow the knee, we fall before thee, Thy love henceforth shall be our song. The cross meanwhile we bear, The crown erelong to wear: Alleluia ! Thy reign extend world without end, Let praise from all to thee ascend. Amen. Dutch; Rhijnvis Peith, 1806; Tr. James Montgomery, 1828 238 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 263 S.8.6.8.8.6 COULD I speak the matchless worth, O could I sound the glories forth Which in my Saviour shine, I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne: In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days Make all his glories known. 3 O the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. Samuel Medley, 1789 2 64 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 YE holy angels bright, Who wait at God's right hand, Or through the realms of light Fly at your Lord's command, Assist our song, For else the theme Too high doth seem For mortal tongue. 2 Ye blessed souls at rest, Who ran this earthly race And now, from sin released, Behold the Saviour's face, SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 239 God's praises sound, As in his light With sweet delight Ye do abound. 3 Ye saints, who toil below, Adore your heavenly King, And onward as ye go Some joyful anthem sing; Take what he gives And praise him still, Through good or ill, Who ever lives! 4 My soul, bear thou thy part, Triumph in God above: And with a well-tuned heart Sing thou the songs of love Let all thy days Till life shall end, Whate'er he send, Be filled with praise. Richard Baxter, 1681; Richard R. Chops, ad. 1867 265 10.10;7 SING Alleluia forth in duteous praise, Ye citizens of heaven, O sweetly raise An endless Alleluia. Ye powers, who stand before the eternal Light, In hymning choirs re-echo to the height An endless Alleluia. 3 The holy city shall take up your strain, And with glad songs resounding wake again An endless Alleluia. 240 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY 4 In blissful antiphons ye thus rejoice To render to the Lord with thankful voice An endless Alleluia. 5 Ye who have gained at length your palms in bliss, Victorious ones, your chant shall still be this An endless Alleluia. 6 There, in one grand acclaim, for ever ring The strains which tell the honour of your King, An endless Alleluia. 7 This is sweet rest for weary ones brought back, This is glad food and drink which ne'er shall lack, An endless Alleluia. 8 While thee, by whom were all things made, we praise For ever, and tell out in sweetest lays An endless Alleluia. 9 Almighty Christ, to thee our voices sing Glory for evermore; to thee we bring An endless Alleluia. Amen. Latin; Tr. John Ellerton, 1866 266 P.M. YE watchers and ye holy ones, Bright seraphs, cherubim and thrones, Raise the glad strain, Alleluia! Cry out, dominions, princedoms, powers, Virtues, archangels, angels' choirs, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia! HOLY DAYS 241 2 O higher than the cherubim More glorious than the seraphim Lead their praises, Alleluia! Thou bearer of the eternal Word Most gracious, magnify the Lord Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia! 3 Respond, ye souls in endless rest Ye patriarchs and prophets blest Alleluia, Alleluia! Ye holy twelve, ye martyrs strong, All saints triumphant, raise the song Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia ! 4 O friends, in gladness let us sing Supernal anthems echoing, Alleluia, Alleluia To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia! Amen. Athelstan Riley, 1909 GENERAL FOR SAINTS¹ DAYS 7.6.7.6 D FROM all thy saints in warfare, for all thy saints at rest, To thee, O blessed Jesus, all praises be addressed. Thou, Lord, didst win the battle that they might conquerors be Their crowns of living glory are lit with rays from thee. Insert here the stanza for the special Saint's Day to be celebrated. 242 HOLY DAYS ST. ANDREW 2 Praise, Lord, for thine apostle, the first to welcome thee, The first to lead his brother the very Christ to see. With hearts for thee made ready, watch we throughout the year, Forward to lead our brethren to own thine Advent near. ST. THOMAS 3 All praise for thine apostle, whose shorts lived doubtings prove Thy perfect twofold nature, the fullness of thy love. On all who wait thy coming shed forth thy peace, O Lord, And grant us faith to know thee, true Man, true God, adored. ST. STEPHEN 4 Praise for the first of martyrs, who saw thee ready stand To aid in midst of torments, to plead at God's right hand. Share we with him, if summoned by death our Lord to own, On earth the faithful witness, in heaven the martyr crown. ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST 5 Praise for the loved disciple, exile on Patmos' shore; Praise for the faithful record he to thy Godhead bore, HOLY DAYS 243 Praise for the mystic vision through him to us revealed. May we, in patience waiting, with thine elect be sealed. THE HOLY INNOCENTS 6 Praise for thine infant martyrs, by thee with tenderest love Called early from the warfare to share the rest above. O Rachel ! cease thy weeping: they rest from pains and cares. Lord, grant us hearts as guileless and crowns as bright as theirs. TIDE CONVERSION OF ST. PAUL 7 Praise for the light from heaven, praise for the voice of awe, Praise for the glorious vision the persecutor saw. Thee, Lord, for his conversion, we glorify to-day; So lighten all our darkness with thy true Spirit's ray. ST. MATTHIAS 8 Lord, thine abiding presence directs the wondrous choice For one in place of Judas the faithful now rejoice. Thy Church from false apostles for evermore defend, And by thy parting promise be with her to the end. 244 HOLY DAYS ST. MARK 9 For him, O Lord, we praise thee, the weak by grace made strong, Whose labours and whose Gospel enrich our triumph song. May we in all our weakness find strength from thee supplied, And all, as fruitful branches, in thee, the Vine, abide. ST. PHILIP AND ST. JAMES 10 All praise for thine apostle, blest guide to Greek and Jew, And him surnamed thy brother; keep us thy brethren true, And grant us grace to know thee, the Way, the Truth, the Life; To wrestle with temptations till victors in the strife. ST. BARNABAS 11 The son of Consolation, moved by thy law of love, Forsaking earthly treasures, sought riches from above. As earth now teems with increase, let gifts of grace descend, That thy true consolations may through the world extend. ST. JOHN BAPTIST 12 We praise thee for the Baptist, forerunner of the Word, Our true Elias, making a highway for the Lord. HOLY DAYS 245 Of prophets last and greatest, he saw thy dawning ray: Make us the rather blessed who love thy glorious day. ST. PETER 13 Praise for thy great apostle, the eager and the bold; Thrice falling, yet repentant, thrice charged to keep thy Fold. Lord, make thy pastors faithful to guard their flocks from ill, And grant them dauntless courage, with humble, earnest will. ST. JAMES 14 For him, O Lord, we praise thee, who, slain by Herod's sword Drank of thy cup of suffering, fulfilling thus thy word. Curb we all vain impatience to read thy veiled decree, And count it joy to suffer, if so brought nearer thee. ST. BARTHOLOMEW 15 All praise for thine apostle, the faithful, pure, and true, Whom underneath the fig tree thine eye all-seeing knew. Like him may we be guileless, true Israelites indeed, That thy abiding presence our longing souls may feed. 246 HOLY DAYS ST. MATTHEW 16 Praise, Lord, for him whose Gospel thy human life declared, Who, worldly gains forsaking, thy path of suffering shared. From all unrighteous Gammon O give us hearts set free, That we, whate'er our calling, may rise and follow thee. ST. LUKE 17 For that "beloved physician," all praise, whose Gospel shows The Healer of the nations, the Sharer of our woes. Thy wine and oil, O Saviour, And bruised hearts deign to pour, And with true balm of Gilead anoint us evermore. ST. SIMON AND ST..JUDE 18 Praise, Lord, for thine apostles, who sealed their faith to-day: One love, one zeal impelled them to tread the sacred way. May we with zeal as earnest the faith of Christ maintain, And, bound in love as brethren, at length thy rest attain. GENERAL ENDING 19 Apostles, prophets, martyrs, and all the sacred throng, Who wear the spotless raiment, who raise the ceaseless song; HOLY DAYS 247 For these, passed on before us, Saviour, we thee adore, And, walking in their footsteps, would serve thee more and more. 20 Then praise we God the Father, and praise we God the Son, And God the Holy Spirit, eternal Three in One Till all the ransomed number fall down before the throne, And honour, power, and glory ascribe to God alone. Amen. Horatio Nelson, 1864 ST. ANDREW 268 8.7.8.7 JESUS calls us; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild, restless sea, Day by day his sweet voice soundeth, Saying, " Christian, follow me." 2 As of old, Saint Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake, Turned from home, and toil, and kindred Leaving all for his dear sake. 3 Jesus calls us from the worship Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love me more." 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still he calls, in cares and pleasures, "That we love him more than these." 248 HOLY DAYS 5 Jesus calls us: by thy mercies, Saviour, make us hear thy call, Give our hearts to thine obedience, Serve and love thee best of all. Amen. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1852 ST. THOMAS 269 C.M. THOU who didst, with love untold, Thy doubting servant chide, And bad'st 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 his hour of darkness draw A fuller faith's reward. 3 And while that wondrous record now Of unbelief we hear, O let us only lowlier bow In self-distrusting fear; 4 And pray that we may never dare Thy loving heart to grieve, But at the last their blessings share Who see not, yet believe! Amen. Emma L. Toke, 1851 270 C.M. WE walk by faith, and not by sight; No gracious words we hear From him who spake as man ne'er spake; But we believe him near. HOLY DAYS 249 2 We may not touch his hands and side, Nor follow where he trod But in his promise we rejoice, And cry, "My Lord and God!" 3 Help then, O Lord, our unbelief; And may our faith abound, To call on thee when thou art near And seek where thou art found: 4 That, when our life of faith is done In realms of clearer light We may behold thee as thou art With full and endless sight. Amen. Sierra Afford, 1846 See also NO. 555, Bt. 4-8 CONVERSION OF ST. PAUL 271 , 7.6.7.6 D. 5~ YE sing the glorious conquest Before Damascus gate, When Saul, the Church's spoiler Came breathing threats and hate The ravening wolf rushed forward Full early to the prey; But lo! the Shepherd met him, And bound him fast to-day. 2 O glory most excelling That smote across his path! O light that pierced and blinded The zealot in his wrath! O voice that spake within him The calm, reproving word! O love that sought and held him The bondman of his Lord! 250 HOLY DAYS 3 O Wisdom ordering all things In order strong and sweet, What nobler spoil was ever Cast at the Victor's feet? What wiser master-builder E'er wrought at thine employ Than he, till now so furious Thy building to destroy? 4 Lord, teach thy Church the lesson, Still in her darkest hour Of weakness and of danger, To trust thy hidden power: Thy grace by ways mysterious The wrath of man can bind, And in thy boldest foeman Thy chosen saint can find. Amen. John Ellerton, 1871 2 CM. 27 LORD, who fulfillest thus anew Thine own blest dying prayer, That they who know not what they do, May in thy ransom share: 2 When foes thy Church's power defy, Or slight thy sacred word, Or thee, true God and Man, deny, Grant them conversion, Lord. 3 Grant that the light may round them shine; That, set from error free, They in thy word the truth divine, Thee in thy Church may see; HOLY DAYS 251 4 That so, when our brief time is done We may with them adore The Father, and coequal Son, And Spirit evermore. Amen. Henry W. Mosey, 1866 Also the following 117 He who would valiant be 152 In the cross of Christ I glory 218 Jesus, I live to thee THE PRESENTATION OF CHRIST OR PURIFICATION OF ST. MARY 273 8.7.8.7.8.7 IN his temple now behold him; t See the long-expected Lord! Ancient prophets had foretold him God hath now fulfilled his word. Now to praise him, his redeemed Shall break forth with one accord. 2 In the arms of her who bore him, Virgin pure, behold him lie While his aged saints adore him, Ere in perfect faith they die: Alleluia! Alleluia! Lo, the incarnate God most high 3 Jesus, by thy Presentation, Thou who didst for us endure, Make us see thy great salvation, Seal us with thy promise sure; And present us in thy glory To thy Father cleansed and pure. 252 HOLY DAYS 4 Prince and Author of salvation, Be thy boundless love our theme! Jesus, praise to thee be given By the world thou didst redeem, With the Father and the Spirit, Lord of majesty supreme! Amen. Henry J. Poe, 1861 274 six 6'S HAIL to the Lord who comes, Comes to his temple gate; Not with his angel host, Not in his kingly state; No shouts proclaim him nigh, No crowds his coming wait; 2 But, borne upon the throne Of Mary's gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest: Thus to his Father's house He comes, the heavenly Guest. 3 Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son, before all worlds; The Child of man, to-day; That he might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. 4 O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for thee! Come to thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before thy Father's face May all presented be! Amen. John Ellertors, 1880 HOLY DAYS 253 ST. MATTHIAS 2 7 5 7.6.7.6 D. APPRAISE to the heavenly Wisdom r Who knows the hearts of all, The saintly life's beginnings, The traitor's secret fall Our own ascended Master, Who heard his Church's cry Made known his guiding presence, And ruled her from on high. 2 Elect in his foreknowledge, To fill the lost one's place; He formed his chosen vessel By hidden gifts of grace; Then, by the lot's disposing He lifted up the poor, And set him with the Princes On high for evermore. 3 Still guide thy Church, chief Shepherd, Her losses still renew; Be thy dread keys entrusted To faithful hands and true; Apostles of thy choosing May all her rulers be That each with joy may render His last account to thee! Amen. John Ellerton, 1888 THE ANNUNCIATION 276 S.M. RAISE we the Lord this day, This day so long foretold, Whose promise shone with cheering ray On waiting saints of old. 254 HOLY DAYS 2 The prophet gave the sign For faithful men to read; A virgin born of David's line Shall bear the promised Seed. 3 Ask not how this should be, But worship and adore, Like her whom heaven's majesty Game down to shadow o'er. 4 Meekly she bowed her head To hear the gracious word, Mary, the pure and lowly maid, The favoured of the Lord. 5 Blessed shall be her name In all the Church on earth, Through whom that wondrous mercy came, The incarnate Saviour's birth. Anonymous, 184S 277 S.M. LEST are the pure in heart, 9 For they shall see our God; The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode. 2 The Lord, who left the heavens Our life and peace to bring, To dwell in lowliness with men Their pattern and their King; 3 He to the lowly soul Doth still himself impart; And for his dwelling and his throne Chooseth the pure in heart. 4 Lord, we thy presence seek; May ours this blessing be; Give us a pure and lowly heart, A temple meet for thee. Amen. John Keble, 1819, alt., cento HOLY DAYS 255 ST. MARK 278 7.6.7.6 WE praise thy grace, O Saviour, That beareth with us long, And ever out of weakness Thy servants maketh strong. 2 The saint, who left his comrades, And turned back from the fight Behold at last victorious In thy prevailing might! 3 From thee, Lord, came the courage Once more to front the host: Thy strength, most mighty Saviour, In weakness shineth most. 4 Thy love Saint Mark hath numbered Among the blessed four, And all the world rejoiceth To learn his Gospel-lore. 5 O Lord, our human weakness With pitying eye behold; Uplift the fainting spirit, And make the coward bold. 6 O Jesus, glorious Victor O'er all the hosts of sin, In us thy strength make perfect, In us the victory win. Amen. W. Walsham Gow, 1871 Also the following 288 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 256 HOLY DAYS ST. PHILIP AND ST. JAMES 279 C.M. THOU art the Way, to thee alone l From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. Amen. George W. Doane, 1824 ST. BARNABAS 280 ll.lo.ll.lo O SON of God, our Captain of salvation, Thyself by suffering schooled to human We bless thee for thy sons of consolation, Who follow in the steps of thee their Chief; 2 Those whom thy Spirit's dread vocation To lead the vanguard of thy conquering Whose toilsome years are spent in bra endeavours To bear thy saving Name from coast to coast; HOLY DAYS 257 3 Those whose bright faith makes feeble hearts grow stronger And sends fresh warriors to the great campaign Bids the lone convert feel estranged no longer, And wins the sundered to be one again; 4 And all true helpers, patient, kind, and skillful, Who shed thy light across our darkened earth, Counsel the doubting, and restrain the willful Soothe the sick bed, and share the children's mirth. 5 Such was thy Levite, strong in self-oblation To cast his all at thine apostles' feet; He whose new name, through every Christian nation From age to age our thankful strains repeat. 6 Thus, Lord, thy Barnabas in memory keeping, Still be thy Church's watchword, "Comfort ye," Till in our Father's house shall end our weeping, And all our wants be satisfied in thee. Amen. John Ellerton, 1871 281 7.6.7.6 D. THE son of Consolations Of Levi's priestly line, Filled with the Holy Spirit And fervent faith divine. 258 HOLY DAYS With lowly self-oblation, For Christ an offering meet, He laid his earthly riches At the apostles' feet. 2 The son of Consolation! O name of soothing balm! It fell on sick and weary Like breath of heaven's own calm! And the blest son of comfort, With fearless, loving hand, The Gentiles' great apostle Led to the faithful band. 3 The son of Consolation! Drawn near unto his Lord, He won the martyr's glory, And passed to his reward. With him is faith now ended, For ever lost in sight, But love, made perfect, fills him With praise, and joy, and light. 4 The son of Consolation! Lord, hear our humble prayer, That each of us thy children Such blessed name may bear! That we, sweet comfort shedding O'er homes of pain and woe, Midst sickness and in prisons, May seek thee here below. 5 The sons of Consolation! O what the bliss will be, When Christ the King shall tell them "Ye did it unto me"! The merciful and loving The Lord of life shall own, And as his priceless jewels Shall set them round his throne. Maud Coote, 1871 HOLY DAYS 259 282 ST. JOHN BAPTIST L.M. ON Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Awake and hearken, for he brings Glad tidings of the King of kings. Then cleansed be every Christian breast, And furnished for so great a guest; Yea, let us each our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there. For thou art our salvation, Lord, Oar refuge and our great reward; Without thy grace we waste away, Like flowers that wither and decay. To heal the sick stretch out thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand; Once more upon thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine. All praise, eternal Son, to thee, Whose Advent set thy people free; Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. Charges Coffin, 1756; Tr. John Chandler, 1837, alt Also the following 63 Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding ST. PETER 283 8.8.8.6 FORSAKEN once, and thrice denied, The risen Lord gave pardon free, Stood once again at Peter's side, And asked him, "Lov'st thou me?" 260 HOLY DAYS 2 How many times with faithless word Have we denied his holy Name, How oft forsaken our dear Lord, land shrunk when trial came! 3 Saint Peter, when the cock crew clear, Went out and wept his broken faith; Strong as a rock through strife and fear, He served his Lord till death. 4 How oft his cowardice of heart We have without his love sincere, The sin without the sorrow's smart, The shame without the tear! 5 O oft forsaken, oft denied, Forgive our shame, wash out our sin; Look on us from thy Father's side, And let that sweet look win. 6 Hear when we call thee from the deep, Still walk beside us on the shore, Give hands to work, and eyes to weep, And hearts to love thee more. Amen. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1876 Also the following 135 Jesus, and shall it ever be 147 In the hour of trial ST. JAMES 284 L.M. WE praise thy Name, O Lord most High Redeemer of our souls from death, And all thy mercies magnify, In making known thy saving faith. HOLY DAYS 261 Thou didst the humble fisher call, Beside the shores of Galilee: At thy command he gave up all And left his nets to follow thee. O happy choice, for earthly toil The strife to rescue souls from sin For treasures that may rust and spoil, The crown of heavenly life to win. O favoured one, who, ere he knew The sharpness of the coming cross Of thy bright beauty caught the view That turns to gain all earthly loss. Thy promise is fulfilled, and he Dares in thy painful steps to go; To drink thy cup of agony And drain the bitter dregs of woe. Grant, Lord, that hope of seeing thee In bliss may us with courage nerve, The world and all its pomp to flee, Our cross to bear, and thee to serve. Amen. Anonymous 2 8 5 THE TRANSFIGURATION L.M. O WONDROUS type! O vision fair Of glory that the Church shall share, Which Christ upon the mountain shows Where brighter than the sun he glows! 2 From age to age the tale declare How with the three disciples there, Where Moses and Elias meet, The Lord holds converse high and sweet. 262 HOLY DAYS 3 With shining face and bright array, Christ deigns to manifest to-day What glory shad be theirs above Who joy in God with perfect love. 4 And faithful hearts are raised on high By this great vision's mystery; For which in joyful strains we raise The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise. 5 0 Father, with the eternal Son, And Holy Spirit, ever One, Vouchsafe to bring us by thy grace To see thy glory face to face. Amen. Latin; Tr. John Mason Peale, 1864, alt. 286 L.M.D. LORD, it is good for us to be High on the mountain here with thee; Where stand revealed to mortal gaze Those glorious saints of other days; Who once received on Horeb's height The eternal laws of truth and right; Or caught the still small whisper, higher Than storm, than earthquake, or than fire. 2 Lord, it is good for us to be Entranced, enwrapt, alone with thee; And watch thy glistering raiment glow Whiter than Hermon's whitest snow, The human lineaments that shine irradiant with a light divine: Till we too change from grace to grace, Gazing on that transfigured face. 3 Lord, it is good for us to be Here on the holy mount with thee; When darkling in the depths of night, When dazzled with excess of light, HOLY DAYS 263 We bow before the heavenly voice That bide bewildered souls rejoice, Though love wax cold, and faith be dim, " This is my Son; O hear ye him!" Amen. Arthur P. Stanley, 1870, alt. Also the Following 98 How bright appears the Morning Star 356 Fairest Lord Jesus ST. BARTHOLOMEW 287 8 7.8.7 D. KING of saints, to whom the number Of thy starry host is known, Many a name, by man forgotten, Lives for ever round thy throne: Lights, which earth-born mists have darkened, There are shining full and clear, Princes in the court of heaven, Nameless, unremembered here. 2 In the roll of thine apostles One there stands, Bartholomew He for whom to-day we offer, Year by year, our praises due: How he toiled for thee and suffered None on earth can now record; All his saintly life is hidden In the knowledge of his Lord; 3 None can tell us: all is written In the Lamb's great book of life, All the faith, and prayer, and patience All the toiling, and the strife: 264 HOLY DAYS There are told thy hidden treasures: Number us, O Lord, with them, When thou makest up the jewels Of thy living diadem. Amen. John Ellerton, 1871 ST MATTHEW 288 8.8.7.8.8.7 COME, pure hearts, in sweetest measures Sing of those who spread the treasures In the holy Gospels shrined! Blessed tidings of salvation, Peace on earth their proclamation, Love from God to lost mankind. 2 See the rivers four that gladden, With their streams, the better Eden Planted by our Lord most dear; Christ the fountain, these the waters; Drink, O Sion's sons and daughters! Drink, and find salvation here. 3 0 that we, thy truth confessing, And thy holy word possessing, Jesus, may thy love adore. Unto thee our voices raising, Thee with ad thy ransomed praising, Ever and for evermore. Amen. Latin cento.; Tr. Robert Campbell, 1860 ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS 289 Four 10¹s STARS of the morning, so gloriously Willed with celestial splendour and light, These that, where night never followeth Raise the " Thrice Holy " song ever and aye: HOLY DAYS 265 2 These are thy ministers, these dost thou own, God of Sabaoth, the nearest thy throne These are thy messengers, these dost thou Help of the helpless ones! man to defend. 3 These keep the guard amid Salem's dear bowers, Thrones, principalities, virtues, and powers, Where, with the living ones, mystical Four, Cherubim, seraphim bow and adore. 4 Still let them succour us; still let them fight, Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right; Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly We with the angels may bow and adore. Amen. St. Joseph the Hymnographer, 850 Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 290 ll.lo.ll.lo.9.ll HARK! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shad be no more ! Angels of Jesus, angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 266 HOLY DAYS 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them "Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you And through the dark, its echoes sweetly The music of the Gospel leads us home. Angels of Jesus, etc. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and And laden souls by thousands meekly stealing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. Angels of Jesus, etc. 4 Rest comes at length, though life be long and dreary, The day must dawn, and darksome night be past, Faith¹s journeys end in welcome to the weary, And heaven, the heart's true home, will come at last. Angels of Jesus, etc. 5 Angels, sing out your faithful watches Sing us sweet fragments of the songs Till morning's joy shall end the night of And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. Angels of Jesus, etc. Frederick W. Faber, 1864, alt. HOLY DAYS 267 291 L.M. s ROUND the throne of God a band Of bright and glorious angels stand; Sweet harps within their hands they hold, And on their heads are crowns of gold. 2 Some wait around him ready still To sing his praise and do his will, And some, when he commands them, go To guard his servants here below. 3 Lord, give thine angels every day Command to guard us on our way, And bid them every evening keep Their watch around us while we sleep. 4 So shall no wicked thing draw near To do us harm, or cause us fear; And we shall dwell, when life is past, With angels round thy throne at last. Amen. John Mason Neale, 184S, all. Also the following 266 Ye watchers and ye holy ones ST. LUKE 292 L.M. WHAT thanks and praise to thee we O Priest and Sacrifice divine, For thy dear saint through whom we know So many a gracious word of thine; 2 Whom thou didst choose to tell the tale Of all thy manhood's toils and tears, And for a moment lift the veil That hides thy boyhood's spotless years. 268 HOLY DAYS 3 And still the Church through all her days Uplifts the strains that never cease, The blessed Virgin's hymn of praise, The aged Simeon's words of peace. 4 0 happy saint! whose sacred page, So rich in words of truth and love, Pours on the Church from age to age This healing unction from above 5 The witness of the Saviour's life, The great apostle's chosen friend Through weary years of toil and strife, And still found faithful to the end. 6 So grant us, Lord, like him to live, Beloved by man, approved by thee, Till thou at last the summons give, And we, with him, thy face shall see. William D. Maclagan, 187S Also the following 288 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures ST. SIMON AND ST. JUDE 293 S.M. FOR thy dear saints, O Lord, t Who strove in thee to live, Who followed thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. 2 For thy dear saints, O Lord, Who strove in thee to die, Who counted thee their great reward, Accept our thankful cry. HOLY DAYS 269 3 Thine earthly members fit To join thy saints above, In one communion ever knit, One fellowship of love. 4 Jesus, thy Name we bless And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness Who lived and died for thee. Amen. Richard Mant, 1837, all. z 94 ALL SAINTS Six 8's THE saints of God! their conflict past And life's long battle won at last No more they need the shield or sword They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints! for ever blest At Jesus' feet how safe your rest! 2 The saints of God! their wanderings done, No more their weary course they run No more they faint, no more they fall No foes oppress, no fears appall O happy saints! for ever blest In that dear home how sweet your rest 3 The saints of God! life's voyage o'er Safe landed on that blissful shore No stormy tempests now they dread No roaring billows lift their head O happy saints! for ever blest, In that calm haven of your rest! 4 The saints of God their vigil keep While yet their mortal bodies sleep Till from the dust they too shall rise And soar triumphant to the skies O happy saints! rejoice and sing He quickly comes, your Lord and King! 270 HOLY DAYS 5 0 God of saints! to thee we cry, O Saviour! plead for us on high; O Holy Ghost! our Guide and Friend, Grant us thy grace till life shall end; That with all saints our rest may be In that bright Paradise with thee. men. William D. Maclaaan, 1870 295 10.10.10.4 FOR all the saints, who from their labours rest, Who thee by faith before the world confessed Thy Name, O Jesus, be for ever blessed, Alleluia. 2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, the one true Light. Alleluia. 3 0 may thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia. 4 0 blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. Alleluia. HOLY DAYS 271 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia. 6 The golden evening brightens in the west Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia. 7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The saints triumphant rise in bright array The King of glory passes on his way. Alleluia. 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia ! Amen. W. Walsham How, 1864 296 8.7.8.7.7.7 WHO are these like stars appearing These, before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia! hark, they sing Praising loud their heavenly King. 2 Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God's own truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose luster ne'er shall fade, Ne'er be touched by time's rude handy Whence comes all this glorious band? 272 HOLY DAYS 3 These are they who have contended For their Saviour's honour long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng: These, who well the fight sustained, Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 4 These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified: Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. 5 These, like priests, have watched and Offering up to Christ their will, Soul and body consecrated, Day and night they serve him still. Now in God's most holy place, Blest they stand before his face. Heinrich T Schenck, 1719 Tr. Frances E. Coz; 1841, rer. 1864 297 8.7.8.7 D. HARK! the sound of holy voices, Chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia, alleluia, Alleluia, Lord, to thee: Multitude which none can number Like the stars in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hands. 2 Patriarch, and holy prophet, Who prepared the way for Christ¹s King, apostle, saint, confessor, Martyr and evangelist; HOLY DAYS 273 Saintly maiden, godly matron Widows who have watched to prayer Joined in holy concert, singing To the Lord of all, are there. 3 Marching with thy cross, their banner They have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation Thee, their Saviour and their King Gladly, Lord, with thee they suffered Gladly, Lord, with thee they died And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. 4 Now they reign in heavenly glory Now they walk in golden light Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite Love and peace they taste for ever And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the blessed Trinity. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 Eight 7's WHO are these in bright array v 8 This innumerable throng, Round the altar, night and day Tuning their triumphant songs "Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, Blessing, honour, glory, power, Wisdom, riches to obtain New dominion every hour." 2 These through fiery trials trod These from great affliction came Now before the throne of God Sealed with his eternal Name; 274 HOLY DAYS Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor palms in every hand, Through their great Redeemer s might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, On immortal fruits they feed; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead: Joy and gladness banish sighs; Perfect love dispels their fears, And for ever from their eyes God shall wipe away all tears. James Montgomery, 1819, alt. 299 C.M. LET saints on earth in concert sing With those whose work is done; For all the servants of our King In heaven and earth are one. 2 One family, we dwell in him, One Church, above, beneath; Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death. 3 One army of the living God, To his command we bow; Part of the host have crossed the flood, And part are crossing now. 4 E'en now to their eternal home There pass some spirits blest; While others to the margin come, Waiting their call to rest. HOLY DAYS 275 5 Jesus, be thou our constant Guide Then, when the word is given, Bid Jordan s narrow stream divide And bring us safe to heaven. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1769 C.M . LO! what a cloud of witnesses Encompass us around! Men once like us with suffering tried But now with glory crowned. 2 Let us, with zeal like theirs inspired Strive in the Christian race And, freed from every weight of sin, Their holy footsteps trace. 3 Behold a Witness nobler still Who trod affliction's path; Jesus, the author, finisher Rewarder of our faith. 4 He, for the joy before him set, And moved by pitying love Endured the cross, despised the shame And now he reigns above. 5 Thither, forgetting things behind, Press we to God's right hand; There, with the Saviour and his saints, Triumphantly to stand. Scotch Paraphrase, 1746 301 C.M. GIVE me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 276 HOLY DAYS 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their victory came; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They marked the footsteps that he trod, His zeal inspired their breast; And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. Isaac Watts, 1709 302 C.M.D. How bright these glorious spirits shine u Whence all their white array? How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day? Lo, these are they from sufferings great, Who came to realms of light: And in the blood of Christ have washed Those robes which shine so bright. 2 Now with triumphal palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love amidst The glories of the sky. His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes every mouth to sing; By day, by night, the sacred courts With glad hosannas ring. HOLY COMMUNION 277 3 The Lamb which reigns upon the throne Shall o'er them still preside Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide 'Mong pastures green he'll lead his flock Where living streams appear; And God the Lord from every eye Shall wipe off every tear. Isaac Watts, 1707, and William Cameron, 1781 Also the following 85 The Son of God goes forth to war 266 Ye watchers and ye holy ones III. SACRAMENTS AND RITES HOLY COMMUNION INTROITS To be sung with the appropriate doxology. 303 C.M. APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer There humbly fall before his feet For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to thee And such, O Lord, am I. 278 INTROITS 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By war without, and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place; That, sheltered near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, thou hast died! 5 0 wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious Name. John Newton, 1779 DOXOLOGY 0 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Amen. 304 Four 7's HOME, my soul, thy suit prepare; Jesus loves to answer prayer; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee, Nay. 2 Thou art coming to a King: Large petitions with thee bring; For his grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin: Lord, remove this load of sin; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. INTROITS 279 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest; Take possession of my breast; There thy blood-bought right maintain And without a rival reign. 5 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; As my guide, my guard, my friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 6 Show me what I have to do Every hour my strength renew Let me live a life of faith; Let me die thy people's death. John Newton, 1779 DOXOLOGY HOLY Father, Holy Son, And Holy Spirit, Three in One, Glory, as of old, to thee Now, and evermore shall be. Amen. 305 C.M O FOR a closer walk with God A calm and heavenly frame A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb! 2 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 3 The dearest idol I have known Whate'er that idol be Help me to tear it from thy throne And worship only thee. 280 INTROITS 4 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. William Cowper, 1772 DOXOLOGY 0 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Amen. 306 Four 7's LORD, for ever at thy side Let my place and portion be: Strip me of the robe of pride, Clothe me with humility. 2 Meekly may my soul receive, All thy Spirit hath revealed; Thou hast spoken; I believe, Though the oracle be sealed. 3 Humble as a little child, Weaned from the mother's breast, By no subtleties beguiled, On thy faithful word I rest. 4 Israel now and evermore, In the Lord Jehovah trust; Him, in all his ways, adore, Wise, and wonderful, and just. James Montgomery, 1822; Psalm 1d11 INTROITS 281 DOXOLOGY HOLY Father, Holy Son, Ill Holy Spirit, Three in One! Glory, as of old, to thee, Now and evermore shall be. Amen. 307 C.M. O ŒTWAS a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, Up, Israel! to the temple haste, And keep your festal day. 2 At Salem's courts we must appear, With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged. Like her united towers. 3 0 ever pray for Salem's peace; For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. 4 May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest be found With plenty and prosperity Thy palaces be crowned. 5 For my dear brethren's sake, and friends No less than brethren dear I'll pray, May peace in Salem's towers A constant guest appear. 6 But most of all I'll seek thy good, And ever wish thee well For Sion and the temple's sake, Where God vouchsafes to dwell. Tate and Brady, 1698; Psalm 122 282 INTROITS DOXOLOGY 0 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Amen. 308 L.M. O COME, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our almighty King, And high our grateful voices raise, As our Salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste To thank him for his favours past, To him address, in Joyful songs, The praise that to his Name belongs. 3 For God the Lord, enthroned in state, Is with unrivaled glory great; The depths of earth are in his hand, Her secret wealth at his command. 4 0 let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Low on our knees with reverence fall, And on the Lord our Maker call. Tate and Brady, 1698, all.; Psalm 96 DOXOLOGY PRAISE God, from whom all blessingsflow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen. INTROITS 283 309 L.M. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy Name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Isaac Watts. 1719; arr. John Wesley; Psalm 100 DOXOLOGY PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen 284 INTROITS 3 1 0 8.7.8.7 CALL Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; In his secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismayed. 2 There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. 3 God shall charge his angel legions Watch and ward o'er thee to keep, Though thou walk through hostile regions, Though in desert wilds thou sleep. 4 Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection, He will shield thee from above. 5 Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, he will save; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. James Montgomery, 1822; Psalm 91 DOXOLOGY PRAISE the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and if be given Glory through eternal days. Amen. INTROITS 285 3 1 1 8.7.8.7 p GOD, my King, thy might confessing, Ever will I bless thy Name; Day by day thy throne addressing, Still will I thy praise proclaim. 2 Honour great our God befitteth; Who his majesty can reach? Age to age his works transmitteth, Age to age his power shall teach. 3 They shall talk of all thy glory, On thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of thy dread acts the story, And thy deeds of wonder tell. 4 Nor shall fail from memory's treasure Works by love and mercy wrought, Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. 5 Full of kindness and compassion, Slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation All his works his goodness prove. 6 All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee; Thee shall all thy saints adore: King supreme shall they confess thee, And proclaim thy sovereign power. Richard Mant, 1824; Psalm 146 DOXOLOGY PRAISE the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. Amen. 286 INTROITS 312 six 7's GOD of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of thy face; Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, Fill thy Church with light divine; And thy saving health extend Unto earth's remotest end. 2 Let the people praise thee, Lord Be by all that live adored; Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King; At thy feet their tribute pay, And thy holy will obey. 3 Let the people praise thee, Lord; Earth shall then her fruits afford; God to man his blessings give, Man to God devoted live; All below, and all above, One in joy, and light, and love. Henry F. Late, 1854: Psalm 67 DOXOLOGY PRAISE the Name of God most high, Praise him, all below the sky, Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; As through countless ages past, Evermore his praise shall last. Amen. INTROITS 287 Four 10's AS pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwelling place. 2 Lord, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; And midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay. 3 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid? Thy God, the God of mercy still shall prove Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid: Unquestioned be his faithfulness and love. Psalm 42 Latin Version by Robert Lowth, 1753; Tr. George Gregory, 1787 DOXOLOGY TO God the Father, and to God the Son, To God the Holy Spirit, Three in One, Be praise from all on earth and all in heaven, As was, and is, and ever shall be given. Amen. 288 INTROITS 314 S.M. 5 MY soul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord. My hopes are on thy promise built, Thy never-failing word. 2 My longing eyes look out For thy enlivening ray, More duly than the morning watch To spy the dawning day. 3 Let Israel trust in God; No bounds his mercy knows; The plenteous source and spring from whence Eternal succour flows; 4 Whose friendly streams to us Supplies in want convey; A healing spring, a spring to cleanse And wash our guilt away. Tate and Brads, 1698; Psalm 130 DOXOLOGY TO God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed. Amen. 315 S.M. I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The Church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. INTROITS 289 2 For her my tears shall fall; For her my prayers ascend; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 3 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 4 Jesus, thou friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliverance bring. 5 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Sion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. Timothy Dwight, !800 DOXOLOGY To God, the Father, Son l And Spirit, ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed. Amen. 316 C.M. JESUS, the very thought of thee With sweetness fills the breast But sweeter far thy face to see, And in thy presence rest. 2 No voice can sing, no heart can frame, Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than Jesus' Name, The Saviour of mankind. 290 - INTROITS 3 0 Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind thou art! How good to those who seek! 4 But what to those who find? Ah, this Nor tongue nor pen can show; The love of Jesus, what it is None but his loved ones know. 5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, As thou our prize wilt be; In thee be all our glory now, And through eternity. St. Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-116S; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849, al; DOXOLOGY Father, Son, and Holy Ghost The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Amen 3 1 7 six 8'S THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. INTROITS 291 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. Amen. Joseph Addison, 1712; Psalm 23 DOXOLOGY 0 God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be glory in the highest given, By all in earth, and all in heaven, As was through ages heretofore, Is now, and shall be evermore. Amen. 318 S.M. BLESS the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim! And all that is within me join To bless his holy Name! 2 0 bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind! Forget not all his benefits! The Lord to thee is kind. 3 He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 292 INTROITS 5 He clothes thee with his love; Upholds thee with his truth; And like the eagle he renews The vigour of thy youth. 6 Then bless his holy Name, Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days! O bless the Lord, my soul! James Montgomery, 1819; Psalm 103 DOXOLOGY 0 God, the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed. Amen. Also the following 42 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 44 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 119 0 thou to whose all-searching sight 213 A mighty Fortress is our God 214 God is our stronghold and our stay 225 My spirit on thy care 237 When all thy mercies, O my God 249 All people that on earth do dwell 250 From all that dwell below the skies 252 The spacious firmament on high 254 How wondrous and great 255 0 worship the King 258 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven 326 The King of love my Shepherd is 445 0 God, our help in ages past 446 0 God of Bethel 465 We love the place, O God 467 Pleasant are thy courts above 468 Glorious things of thee are spoken 487 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake 489 Blest be the tie that binds HOLY COMMUNION 293 THE OFFERTORY 319 S.M. WE give thee but thine own, Whate'er the gift may be: All that we have is thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from thee. 2 May we thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as thou blessest us, To thee our first-fruits give. 3 0 hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the Fold! 4 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels' work below. 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ-like thing. 6 And we believe thy word, Though dim our faith may be Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto thee. Amen. W. Walsham row, 18S Also the following 339 Let all mortal flesh keep silence 294 HOLY COMMUNION THE COMMUNION 320 C.M. ACCORDING to thy gracious word, A In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember thee. 2 Thy Body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The cup, thy precious Blood, I take, And thus remember thee. 3 Gethsemane, can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat. And not remember thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember thee. 5 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Then, Lord, remember me. Amen. James Montgomery, 1826 321 C.M. O GOD, unseen yet ever near, Thy presence may we feel; thus inspired with holy fear, Before thine altar kneel. 2 Here may thy faithful people know The blessings of thy love, The streams that through the desert flow, The manna from above. HOLY COMMUNION 295 3 We come, obedient to thy word To feast on heavenly food; Our meat the Body of the Lord, Our drink his precious Blood. 4 Thus may we all thy word obey, For we, O God, are thine And go rejoicing on our way, Renewed with strength divine. Amen. Edward Osler, 1836, ad. 322 6.5.6.5 JESUS, gentlest Saviour, God of might and power, Thou thyself art dwelling With us at this hour. 2 Nature cannot hold thee, Heaven is all too strait For thine endless glory And thy royal state. 3 Out beyond the shining Of the farthest star, Thou art ever stretching Infinitely far. 4 Yet the hearts of children Hold what worlds cannot, And the God of wonders Loves the lowly spot. 5 Jesus, gentlest Saviour, Thou art with us now; Fill us with thy goodness Till our hearts o'erflow. 296 HOLY COMMUNION 6 Multiply our graces; Give us love and fear, And, dear Lord, the chiefest, Grace to persevere! 7 0 how can we thank thee For a gift like this, Gift that truly maketh Heaven's eternal bliss? Amen. Frederick W. Faber. 1864, alt. 323 C.M. T AM not worthy, holy Lord, l That thou shouldst come to me; Speak but the word: one gracious word Can set the sinner free. 2 I am not worthy; cold and bare The lodging of my soul; How canst thou deign to enter there? Lord, speak, and make me whole. 3 I am not worthy; yet, my God, How can I say Thee nay; Thee, who didst give thy Flesh and Blood My ransom price to pay? 4 0 come! in this sweet morning hour Feed me with food divine; And fill with all thy love and power This worthless heart of mine. Amen. Hearty W. Baker, 1876 324 C.M. SHEPHERD of souls, refresh and bless Thy chosen pilgrim flock, With manna in the wilderness, With water from the rock. HOLY COMMUNION 297 2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak, As thou when here below, Our souls the joys celestial seek Which from thy sorrows flow. 3 We would not live by bread alone, But by thy word of grace, In strength of which we travel on To our abiding-place. 4 Be known to us in breaking bread, But do not then depart; Saviour, abide with us, and spread Thy table in our heart. 5 Lord, sup with us in love divine Thy Body and thy Blood, That living bread, that heavenly wine, Be our immortal food. Amen. James Montgomery,/. 1825, apt., cento 3 2 5 Four 6's I HUNGER and I thirst Jesus, my Manna be: Ye living Waters, burst Out of the rock for me. 2 Thou bruised and broken Bread My life-long wants supply; As living souls are fed, O feed me, or I die! 3 Thou true life-giving Vine, Let me thy sweetness prove; Renew my life with thine, Refresh my soul with love. 298 HOLY COMMUNION 4 Rough paths my feet have trod, Since first the course began; Feed me, thou Bread of God; Help me, thou Son of Man. 5 For still the desert lies My thirsting soul before; O living Waters, rise Within me evermore! Amen. John S. B. Monsell, 1866 326 8.7.8.7 THE King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am his, And he is mine for ever. 2 Where streams of living water flow My ransomed soul he leadeth, And, where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. 3 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love he sought me, And on his shoulder gently laid, And home, rejoicing, brought me. 4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill With thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me. 5 Thou spread'st a table in my sight; Thy unction grace bestoweth; And O what transport of delight From thy pure chalice floweth! HOLY COMMUNION 299 6 And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never: Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise Within thy house for ever. Amen. Henry W. Baker, 1868; Psalm 23. 327 7.7.7 JESUS, to thy table led, Now let every heart be fed With the true and living Bread. 2 While in penitence we kneel Thy blest presence let us feel All thy wondrous love reveal. 3 While on thy dear cross we gaze Mourning o'er our sinful ways, Turn our sadness into praise. 4 When we taste the mystic wine Of thine outpoured Blood the sign Fill our hearts with love divine. 5 Draw us to thy wounded side Whence there flowed the healing tide There our sins and sorrows hide. 6 From the bonds of sin release Cold and wavering faith increase; Lamb of God, grant us thy peace. 7 Lead us by thy pierced hand, Till around thy throne we stand, In the bright and better land. Amen. Robert B. Baynes, !8S4 300 HOLY COMMUNION 328 L.M. JESUS, thou Joy of loving hearts! Thou Fount of life! Thou Light of men! From the best bliss that earth imparts We turn unfilled to thee again. 2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Thou savest those that on thee call; To them that seek thee, thou art good, To them that find thee, all in all. 3 We taste thee, O thou living Bread! And long to feast upon thee still; We drink of thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst from thee our souls to fill. 4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast; Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, Blest, when our faith can hold thee fast 5 0 Jesus, ever with us stay! Make all our moments calm and brightly Chase the dark night of sin away! Shed o'er the world thy holy light! Amen. St. Bernard of Clairvaux, c. 1160; Tr. Ray Palmer, 1868 329 L.M. MY God, and is thy table spread, And does thy cup with love o¹erflow? Thither be all thy children led, And let them thy sweet mercies know. HOLY COMMUNION 301 2 Hail! sacred Feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of his Flesh and Blood Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 3 0 let thy table honoured be, And furnished well with joyful guests: And may each soul salvation see That here its sacred pledges tastes. 4 Drawn by thy quickening grace, O Lord, In countless numbers let them come And gather from their Father's board The Bread that lives beyond the tomb. 5 Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run Till with this Bread all men be blest Who see the light or feel the sun. Amen. Philip Doddridge. 1766. cento 330 10.10 DRAW nigh and take the Body of the Lord, And drink the holy Blood for you outpoured. 2 Saved by that Body and that holy Blood, With souls refreshed, we render thanks to God. 3 Salvation's giver, Christ, the only Son By his dear cross and Blood the victory won. 4 Offered was he for greatest and for least Himself the Victim, and himself the Priest. 302 HOLY COMMUNION 5 Victims were offered by the law of old, That in a type celestial mysteries told. 6 He, Ransomer from death, and Light from shade Now gives his holy grace, his saints to aid. 7 Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere, And take the safeguard of salvation here. 8 He, that his saints in this world rules and shields, To all believers life eternal yields; 9 With heavenly bread makes them that hunger whole, Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. 10 Alpha and Omega, to whom shall bow All nations at the doom, is with us now. Latin. 7th cent.; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1861 331 L.M. O SAVING Victim, opening wide The gate of heaven to man below, Our foes press on from every side, Thine aid supply, thy strength bestow. 2 All praise and thanks to thee ascend For evermore, blest One in Three; O grant us life that shall not end, In our true native land with thee. Amen. St. Thomas Aquinas, c. 1227-1294; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849 HOLY COMMUNION 303 429e Six 7's BREAD of heaven, on thee we feed For thy Flesh is meat indeed Ever may our souls be fed With this true and living Bread; Day by day with strength supplied Through the life of him who died. 2 Vine of heaven, thy Blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice; Lord, thy wounds our healing give, To thy cross we look and live Jesus, may we ever be Grafted, rooted, built in thee. Amen. Josiah Conder, 1824, alt. 333 six 10's A ND now, O Father, mindful of the love That bought us, once for all, onCalvary¹s tree, And having with us him that pleads above We here present, we here spread forth to thee, That only offering perfect in thine eyes The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice. 2 Look, Father, look on his anointed face, And only look on us as found in him Look not on our misusings of thy grace Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim; For lo! between our sins and their reward We set the Passion of thy Son our Lord. 304 HOLY COMMUNION 3 And then for those, our dearest and our best, By this prevailing presence we appeal; O fold them closer to thy mercy's breast! O do thine utmost for their souls' true weal} From tainting mischief keep them white and clear, And crown thy gifts with strength to persevere. 4 And so we come; O draw us to thy feet, Most patient Saviour, who canst love us still! And by this Food, so awful and so sweet, Deliver us from every touch of ill: In thine own service make us glad and And grant us nevermore to part with thee. Amen. William Bright, 1874 334 Four 10¹S HERE, O my Lord, I see thee face to face; Here would I touch and handle things unseen; Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace, And all my weariness upon thee lean. 2 Here would I feed upon the Bread of God; Here drink with thee the royal Wine of heaven; Here would I lay aside each earthly load, Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven. HOLY COMMUNION 305 3 I have no help but thine; nor do I need Another arm save thine to lean upon; It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; My strength IS in thy might, thy might alone. 4 Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness: Mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace; Thy Blood, thy righteousness, O Lord my God! Amen. Horatius Bonar, 1866 335 8.8.8.4 BY Christ redeemed, in Christ restored We keep the memory adored, And show the death of our dear Lord Until he come. 2 His Body broken in our stead Is here, in this memorial bread And so our feeble love is fed, Until he come. 3 His fearful drops of agony, His Life-blood shed for us we see: The wine shall tell the mystery, Until he come. 4 And thus that dark betrayal night With the last Advent we unite -- The shame, the glory, by this rite, Until he come. 5 Until the trump of God be heard, Until the ancient graves be stirred, And with the great commanding word, The Lord shall come. 306 HOLY COMMUNION 6 0 blessed hope! with this elate, Let not our hearts be desolate, But strong in faith, in patience wait, Until he come! George Rawson, 1867, tent of 187G 336 9.8.9.8 BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By whom the words of life were spoken, And in whose death our sins are dead: 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed; And be thy feast to us the token That by thy grace our souls are fed. Amen. Reginald Heber, pub. 1827 1 337 six 10's THOU, who at thy first Eucharist didst pray, That all thy Church might be for ever one, Grant us at every Eucharist to say With longing heart and soul, "Thy will be done." O may we all one Bread, one Body be, Through this blest Sacrament of Unity. 2 For all thy Church, O Lord, we intercede; Make thou our sad divisions soon to cease; Draw us the nearer each to each, we plead, By drawing all to thee, O Prince of Peace; Thus may we all one Bread, one Body be, Through this blest Sacrament of Unity. 3 We pray thee, too, for wanderers from Thy fold O bring them back, good Shepherd of the sheep, Back to the faith which saints believed of old, Back to the Church which still that faith doth keep; Soon may we all one Bread, one Body be, Through this blest Sacrament of Unity. 4 So, Lord, at length when Sacraments shall cease, May we be one with all thy Church above One with thy saints in one unbroken peace, One with thy saints in one unbounded love; More blessed still, in peace and love to be One with the Trinity in Unity. Amen. William H. Turton, >881 338 8.7.8.7.8.7 NOW, my tongue, the mystery telling Of the glorious Body sing And the Blood, all price excelling, Which the Gentiles' Lord and King, Once on earth amongst us dwelling Shed for this world's ransoming! 2 Given for us and condescending To be born for us below, He with men in converse blending Dwelt, the seed of truth to sow, Till he closed with wondrous ending His most patient life of woe. 308 HOLY COMMUNION 3 That last night at supper lying, Mid the Twelve, his chosen band, Jesus, with the Law complying, Keeps the Feast its rites demand; Then, more precious food supplying, Gives himself with his own hand. 4 Word-made-flesh true bread he maketh By his word his Flesh to be; Wine his Blood; which whoso taketh Must from carnal thoughts be free; Faith alone, though sight forsaketh, Shows true hearts the mystery. PART II 5 Therefore we, before him bending, This great Sacrament revere; Types and shadows have their ending, For the newer rite is here; Faith, our outward sense befriending, Makes our inward vision clear. 6 Glory let us give and blessing To the Father and the Son, Honour, thanks, and praise addressing, While eternal ages run; Ever too his love confessing Who from Both with Both is One. Amen. St. Thomas Aquinas, c. 1227-1274 version from Oxford Hymn Book 339 15.15.15 LET all mortal flesh keep silence, and with fear and trembling stand; Ponder nothing earthly-minded, for with blessing in his hand, Christ our God to earth descendeth, our full homage to demand. HOLY COMMUNION 309 2 King of kings, yet born of Mary, as of old on earth he stood Lord of lords, in human vesture -- in the Body and the Blood -- He will give to all the faithful his own self for heavenly food. 3 Rank on rank the host of heaven spreads its vanguard on the way, As the Light of Light descendeth from the realms of endless day That the powers of hell may vanish as the darkness clears away. 4 At his feet the six-winged seraph; cherubim with sleepless eye, Veil their faces to the Presence, as with ceaseless voice they cry Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, Lord most high. Amen. Liturgy of St. James; Tr. Gerard Moultrie, I864 340 7.8.7.8.7.7 LET thy Blood in mercy poured, Let thy gracious Body broken, Be to me, O gracious Lord Of thy boundless love the token. Thou didst give thyself for me, Now I give myself to thee. 2 Thou didst die that I might live; Blessed Lord, thou cam'st to save me: All that love of God could give Jesus by his sorrows gave me. Thou didst give thyself for me, Now I give myself to thee. 310 HOLY BAPTISM 3 By the thorns that crowned thy brow, By the spear-wound and the nailing, By the pain and death, I now Claim, O Christ, thy love unfailing. Thou didst give thyself for me, Now I give myself to thee. 4 Wilt thou own the gift I bring? All my penitence I give thee; Thou art my exalted King, Of thy matchless love forgive me. Thou didst give thyself for me, Now I give myself to Thee. Amen. Greek; Tr. John Brownlie, 1907 Also the following 193 Alleluia! sing to Jesus Holy Baptism 341 L.M. A LITTLE child the Saviour came, A The Mighty God was still his Name; And angels worshipped as he lay, The seeming infant of a day. 2 He who a little child began The life divine to show to man, Proclaims from heaven the message free, "Let little children come to me." 3 We bring them, Lord, and with the sign Of cleansing water name them thine: Their souls with saving grace endow, Baptize them with thy Spirit now. HOLY BAPTISM 311 4 0 give thy angels charge, good Lord, Them safely in thy way to guard; Thy blessing on their lives command, And write their names upon thy hand. 5 0 Thou who by an infant's tongue Dost hear thy perfect glory sung May these, with all the heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. William Robertson, 1861 342 10.6.10.6.8.8.4 FATHER of heaven, who hast created all In wisest love, we pray, Look on this child, who at thy gracious call Is entering on life's way! O make it thine, thy blessing give, That to thy glory it may live, Father of heaven! 2 O Son of God, atoning Lord, behold We bring this child to thee; Take it, O loving Shepherd, to thy Fold For ever thine to be: Defend it through this earthly strife, And lead it in the path of life, 0 Son of God! 3 0 Holy Ghost, who broodest o'er the wave Descend upon this child; Give it undying life, its spirit lave With waters undefiled; And make it evermore to be A child of God, a home for thee, 0 Holy Ghost! 3 12 HOLY BAPTISM 4 O Triune God, what thou hast willed is done; We speak: but thine the might; This child hath scarce yet seen our earthly sun, Yet pour on it thy light Of faith, and hope, and joyful love, Thou Sun of all below, above, O Triune God. Amen. Albert Knapp, 1841; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1888, alt. 343 8.7.8.7 SAVIOUR, who thy flock art feeding, With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs thy bosom share: 2 Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in thy gracious arm; here we know, thy word believing, Only there secure from harm. 3 Never from thy pasture roving Let them be the lion's prey; Let thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them all life's dangerous way. 4 Then, within thy fold eternal, Let them find a resting-place; Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of thy grace. Amen. William A. Muhlenberg, Asia 344 C.M. IN token that thou shalt not fear Christ crucified to own, We print the cross upon thee here, And stamp thee his alone. HOLY BAPTISM 313 2 In token that thou shalt not blush To glory in his Name, We blazon here upon thy front His glory and his shame. 3 In token that thou too shalt tread The path he traveled by, Endure the cross, despise the shame, And sit thee down on high; 4 Thus outwardly and visibly We seal thee for his own: And may the brow that wears his cross Hereafter share his crown. Amen. Henry/ Afford, 18S2 345 8.7.8.7 D., 6 O" LET the children come to me," Dear Saviour, thou commandest: And for these innocents we see How thou in welcome standest. Still goes thy Spirit freely forth, To gladden souls that need thee, And thou bestowest heavenly birth, If they like children heed thee, For theirs the kingdom is. 2 By water and the Spirit thou Our sinful nature cleansest; Thy word doth show the path to go, And daily grace thou sendest. O may thy sanctifying love Surround us all with blessing; And may we all thy favour prove In daily thee confessing, Abiding close to thee. 3 14 HOLY BAPTISM 3 O soul of man, remember well The holy Name thou bearest. Of everything that tongue can tell That Name is still the dearest. O child of God, his voice attend, Live worthy of his choosing; For he is thy eternal friend; Beware lest thou be losing His grace so freely thine. Swedish, Johan O. Wallin, 17Y9-18S9; Tr. G. Mott Williams, 1916 ADULTS 346 S.M. SOLDIERS of Christ, arise, And put your armour on; Strong in the strength which God supplies, Through his eternal Son. 2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts, And in his mighty power: Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand then in his great might, With all his strength endued, And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God. 4 From strength to strength go on, Wrestle, and fight, and pray: Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day. 5 That, having all things done, And all your conflicts past, Ye may overcome, through Christ alone, And stand complete at last. 315 6 To God, the Father, San, And Spirit, ever blest The One in Three, the Three in One Be endless praise addressed. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1749, cento Catechism 347 8.5.7.5 GLORY to the blessed Jesus! Who for us was born, In the stable, cold and poor, On glad Christmas morn. 2 Glory to the blessed Jesus Who was crucified On Good Friday for our sins: Loving us he died. 3 Glory to the blessed Jesus! Who for sinners lay In the tomb, and rose upon Happy Easter Day. 4 Glory to the blessed Jesusl He, who is our Way Went up in a cloud to heaven On Ascension Day. 5 Glory to the blessed Jesusl Who at Whitsuntide Sent his Holy Spirit down With us to abide. 6 Glory to the blessed Jesus! We will praise his love, All our days on earth below, And for aye above. Amen. Anonymous 316 CATECHISM 348 Four 7's s ADVENT tells us Christ is near; A Christmas tells us Christ is here In Epiphany we trace All the glory of his grace. 2 Those three Sundays before Lent Will prepare us to repent, That in Lent we may begin Earnestly to mourn for sin. 3 Holy Week and Easter, then, Tell who died and rose again: O that happy Easter Day! "Christ is risen indeed," we say. 4 Yes, and Christ ascended, too, To prepare a place for you, So we give him special praise, After those great forty days. 5 Then, he sent the Holy Ghost, On the day of Pentecost, With us ever to abide: Well may we keep Whitsuntide! 6 Last of all, we humbly sing Glory to our God and King, Glory to the One in Three, On the Feast of Trinity. Amen. Katherine Hankey, 1888 349 8.7.8.7.7.7 ONCE in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her baby, In a manger for his bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. CATECHISM 3 17 2 He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And his shelter was a stable, And his cradle was a stall; With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour holy. 3 And, through all his wondrous childhood, He would honour and obey, Love, and watch the lowly maiden In whose gentle arms he lay; Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as he. 4 For he is our childhood's pattern; Day by day like us he grew; He was little, weak, and helpless, Tears and smiles like us he knew, And he feeleth for our sadness, And he shareth in our gladness. 6 And our eyes at last shall see him, Through his own redeeming love; For that child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in heaven above; And he leads his children on To the place where he is gone. 6 Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see him; but in heaven, Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars his children crowned, All in white shall wait around. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1848 318 CATECHISM 350 11.8.12.9 I THINK when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How he called little children as lambs to his fold, I should like to have been with them then. 2 I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arms had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind look when he said, "Let the little ones come unto me." 3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go And ask for a share in his love; And if I thus earnestly seek him below, I shall see him and hear him above, 4 In that beautiful place he has gone to prepare For all who are washed and forgiven; And many dear children shall be with him there, For "of such is the kingdom of heaven." 5 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home; I wish they could know there is room for them all, And that Jesus has bid them to come. Jemima Luke, 1841 CATECHISM 319 351 C.M. BY cool Siloam's shady rill How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose! 2 Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, And stormy passion's rage. 5 O thou whose infant feet were found Within thy Father's shrine, Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine, 6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, We seek thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death, To keep us still thine own. Amen. Reginald Hieber, 181X 352 7.6.7.6D., 6.6.8.4 A GAIN the morn of gladness, 5 The morn of light is here; The earth itself looks fairer, And heaven itself more near; 320 CATECHISM The bells, like angel voices, Speak peace to every breast: And all the land lies quiet To keep the day of rest. Glory be to Jesus, Let all his children say; He rose again, he rose again, On this glad day. 2 Again, O loving Saviour, The children of thy grace Prepare themselves to seek thee Within thy chosen place. Our song shall rise to greet thee, If thou our hearts wilt raise; If thou our lips wilt open, Our mouth shall show thy praise. Glory; etc. 3 The shining choir of angels That rest not day or night, The crowned and palm-decked martyrs, The saints arrayed in white, The happy lambs of Jesus In pastures fair above -- These all adore and praise him, Whom we too praise and love. Glory, etc. 4 The Church on earth rejoices To join with these to-day; In every tongue and nation She calls her sons to pray; Across the northern snow-fields, Beneath the Indian palms, She makes the same pure offering, And sings the same sweet psalms. Glory, etc. CATECHISM 321 5 Tell out, sweet bells, his praises! Sing, children, sing his Name! Still louder and still farther His mighty deeds proclaim Till all whom he redeemed Shall own him Lord and King, Till every knee shall worship, And every tongue shall sing, Glory be to Jesus, Let all creation say, etc. John Ellerton, 1874 353 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 ABOVE the clear blue sky, In heaven's bright abode, The angel host on high Sing praises to their God: Alleluia ! They love to sing To God their King Alleluia ! 2 But God from children's tongues On earth receiveth praise; We then our cheerful songs In sweet accord will raise: Alleluia ! We too will sing To God our King Alleluia ! 3 O blessed Lord, thy truth To all thy flock impart, And teach us in our youth To know thee as thou art. Alleluia ! Then shall we sing To God our King Alleluia ! 322 CATECHISM 4 O may thy holy word Spread all the world around And all with one accord Uplift the joyful sound: Alleluia! All then shall sing To God their King Alleluia! Amen. John Chandler, 184! 354 Four 7's SAVIOUR, teach me, day by day, Love's sweet lesson to obey; Sweeter lesson cannot be, Loving him who first loved me. 2 With a childlike heart of love, At thy bidding may I move; Prompt to serve and follow thee, Loving him who first loved me. 3 Teach me all thy steps to trace, Strong to follow in thy grace; Learning how to love from thee; Loving him who first loved me 4 Love in loving finds employ, In obedience all her joy; Ever new that joy will be, Loving him who first loved me. 5 Thus may I rejoice to show That I feel the love I owe; Singing, till thy face I see, Of his love who first loved me. Amen. Jane E. Lesson, 1842 CATECHISM 323 355 8.7.8.7.4.7 SAVIOUR, like a shepherd lead us, Much we need thy tender care; in thy pleasant pastures feed us; For our use thy folds prepare: Blessed Jesus! Thou hast bought us, thine we are. 2 Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be; Thou hast mercy to relieve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free: Blessed Jesus! Let us early turn to thee. 3 Early let us seek thy favour, Early let us learn thy will; Do thou, Lord, our only Saviour, With thy love our bosoms fill: Blessed Jesus! Thou hast loved us: love us still. Amen. Anonymous, 1836 356 5.6.8.5.5.8 FAIREST Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature, O thou of God and man the Son Thee will I cherish, thee will I honour Thou, my soul's glory, joy, and crown. 2 Fair are the meadows, Fairer still the woodlands, Robed in the blooming garb of spring: Jesus is fairer, Jesus IS purer, Who makes the woeful heart to sing. 324 CATECHISM 3 Fair is the sunshine, Fairer still the moonlight, And all the twinkling, starry host: Jesus shines brighter, Jesus shines purer, Than all the angels heaven can boast. Anonymous, Munster 1677 Tr. unknown, pub. by Richard S. Willis, 1860 357 6.5.6.5 FAITHFUL Shepherd, feed me In the pastures green; Faithful Shepherd, lead me Where thy steps are seen. 2 Hold me fast and guide me In the narrow way; So, with thee beside me, I shall never stray. 3 Daily bring me nearer To the heavenly shore; May my faith grow clearer, May I love thee more. 4 Hallow every pleasure, Every gift and pain: Be thyself my treasure, Though none else I gain. 5 Give me joy or sadness, This be all my care, That eternal gladness I with thee may share. 6 Day by day prepare me, As thou seest best, Then let angels bear me To thy promised rest. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 1868 CATECHISM 325 358 7.6.7.6, with refrain ALL things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all. 1 Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings. All things bright, etc. 2 The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset, and the morning That brightens up the sky, All things bright, etc. 3 The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one. - All things bright, etc. 4 The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water, We gather every day, All things bright, etc. ! 5 He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well. All things bright, etc. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1848 326 CATECHISM 359 6.6.6.6.8.8 HUSHED was the evening hymn, On The temple courts were dark, The lamp was burning dim Before the sacred ark, When suddenly a voice divine Rang through the silence of the shrine. 2 The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept; His watch the temple-child, The little Levite, kept; And what from Eli's sense was sealed, The Lord to Hannah's son revealed. 3 O give me Samuel's ear, The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of thy word! Like him to answer at thy call, And to obey thee first of all. 4 O give me Samuel's heart, A lowly heart, that waits Where in thy house thou art, Or watches at thy gates! By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of thy will. 5 O give me Samuel's mind, A sweet, unmurmuring faith, Obedient and resigned To thee in life and death! That l may read with childlike eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. Amen. James D. Burns, 18C7 CATECHISM 327 360 8.7.8.7 JESUS, tender Shepherd, hear me; Bless thy little lamb to-night: Through the darkness be thou near me, Keep me safe till morning light. 2 All this day thy hand has led me, And I thank thee for thy care Thou has warmed me, clothed and fed me; Listen to my evening prayers 3 Let my sins be all forgiven; Bless the friends I love so well: Take us all at last to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell. Mary Duncan, 1839 361 6.5.6.5 JESUS, meek and gentle, Son of God most high, Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear thy children's cry. 2 Pardon our offenses, Loose our captive chains, Break down every idol Which our soul detains. 3 Give us holy freedom Fill our hearts with love; Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. 4 Lead us on our journey, Be thyself the way Through terrestrial darkness To celestial day. 328 CATECHISM 5 Jesus, meek and gentle, Son of God most high, Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear thy children's cry. Amen. George R. Prynne, 1865 62 C.M.D. 3 THEN Jesus left his Father's throne, He chose an humble birth; Like us, unhonoured and unknown, He came to dwell on earth. Like him may we be found below, In wisdom's path of peace; Like him in grace and knowledge grow, As years and strength increase. 2 Sweet were his words and kind his look, When mothers round him pressed; Their infants in his arms he took, And on his bosom blessed. Safe from the world's alluring harms, Beneath his watchful eye, Thus in the circle of his arms May we for ever lie. 3 When Jesus into Salem rode, The children sang around; For joy they plucked the palms an strowed Their garments on the ground. Hosanna our glad voices raise, Hosanna to our King! Should we forget our Saviour's praise, The stones themselves would sing. James Montgomery, 1818 CATECHISM 329 363 7.6.7.6 D. HERE'S a Friend for little children l Above the bright blue sky, A Friend who never changes, Whose love will never die; Our earthly friends may fail us, And change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy Of that dear Name he bears. 2 There's a rest for little children Above the bright blue sky, Who love the blessed Saviour, And to the Father cry A rest from every turmoil, From sin and sorrow free, Where every little pilgrim Shall rest eternally. 3 There's a home for little children Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare; For every one is happy Nor could be happier there. 4 There's a song for little children Above the bright blue sky, A song that will not weary, Though sung continually; A song which even angels Can never, never sing They know not Christ as Saviour, But worship him as King. 330 CATECHISM 5 There's a crown for little children Above the bright blue sky, And all who look for Jesus Shall wear it by and by; All, all above is treasured, And found in Christ alone: Lord, grant thy little children To know thee as their own. Amen. Albert Midlane. 1859 364 6.5.6.5 NOW the day is over, Night is drawing nigh; Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky; 2 Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose; With thy tenderest blessing May our eyelids close. 3 Grant to little children Visions bright of thee; Guard the sailors tossing On the deep, blue sea. 4 Comfort every sufferer Watching late in pain; Those who plan some evil From their sins restrain. 5 Through the long night watches, May thine angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. CATECHISM 331 6 When the morning wakens, Then may I arise Pure, and fresh, and sinless In thy holy eyes. Amen. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1866 Also the following 55 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 59 Lord, thy word abideth 78 O little town of Bethlehem 79 It came upon the midnight clear 87 O Lord, the Holy Innocents 90 Jesus, Name of wondrous love 95 Brightest and best 123 Forty days and forty nights 147 In the hour of trial 159 There is a green hill far away 193 Alleluia! sing to Jesus 199 Our blest Redeemer 205 Holy, Holy, Holy 211 My faith looks up to thee 235 O Love that casts out fear 243 Saviour, source of every blessing 256 Songs of praise the angels sang 268 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult 277 Blest are the pure in heart 291 Around the throne of God a band 295 For all the saints 322 Jesus, gentlest Saviour See also Baptism, Confirmation, Missions, Brotherhood and Service, Professionals, and Carols 332 SCHOOL LIFE Dundee 365 C.M. ~ THOU whose feet have climbed life's t } hill, And trod the path of youth, Our Saviour and our Brother still, Now lead us into truth. 2 The call is thine: be thou the Way, And give us men, to guide; Let wisdom broaden with the day, Let human faith abide. 3 Who learn of thee, the truth shall find; Who follow, gain the goal: With reverence crown the earnest mind, And speak within the soul. 4 Awake the purpose high which strives, And, falling, stands again; Confirm the will of eager lives To quit themselves like men: 5 Thy life the bond of fellowship, Thy love the law that rules; Thy Name, proclaimed by every lip, The Master of our schools. Amen. Louis F. Benson, 1891, 366 L.M. WE build our school on thee, O Lord, To thee we bring our common need; The loving heart, the helpful word, The tender thought, the kindly deed. SCHOOL LIFE 333 2 We work together in thy sight, We live together in thy love; Guide thou our faltering steps aright, And lift our thought to heaven above. 3 Hold thou each hand to keep it just, Touch thou our lips and make them pure; If thou art with us, Lord, we must Be faithful friends and comrades sure. 4 We change, but thou art still the same, The same good Master, Teacher, Friend; We change; but, Lord, we bear thy Name, To journey with it to the end. Amen. Sebastian W. Meyer, 1908 367 L.M. (Land of our birth, we pledge to thee Our love and toil in the years to be, When we are grown and take our place As men and women with our race.) FATHER in heaven, who lovest all, 1 O help thy children when they call; That they may build from age to age An undefiled heritage. 2 Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, With steadfastness and careful truth; That, in our time, thy grace may give The truth whereby the nations live. 3 Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Controlled and cleanly night and day; That we may bring, if need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrifice. 334 LITANY FOR CHILDREN 4 Teach us to look in all our ends On thee for Judge and not our friends That we, with thee, may walk uncowed By fear or favour of the crowd. 5 Teach us the strength that cannot seek, By deed or thought, to hurt the weak; That, under thee, we may possess Man's strength to comfort man's distress. 6 Teach us delight in simple things, And mirth that has no bitter springs; Forgiveness free of evil done, And love to all men heath the sun. Amen. (Land of our birth, our faith, our pride, For whose dear sake our fathers died; O Motherland, we pledge to thee Head, heart, and hand through the years to be.) Rudyard Kipling, 1906 Litany for Children 368 7.7.7.6 JESUS, from thy throne on high, Far above the bright blue sky, Look on us with loving eye: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 2 Little children need not fear, When they know that thou art near: Thou dost love us, Saviour dear: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 3 Little hearts may love thee well, Little lips thy love may tell, Little hymns thy praises swell: Hear us, Holy Jesus. LITANY FOR CHILDREN 335 4 Little lives may be divine, Little deeds of love may shine Little ones be wholly thine: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 5 Jesus, once an infant small Cradled in the oxen's stall Though the God and Lord of all: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 6 Once a child so good and fair, Feeling want, and toil, and care, All that we may have to bear: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 7 Jesus, thou dost love us still, And it is thy holy will That we should be safe from ill Hear us, Holy Jesus. 8 Be thou with us every day, In our work and in our play, When we learn and when we pray. Hear us, Holy Jesus. 9 When we lie asleep at night, Ever may thy angels bright Keep us safe tip morning light: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 10 Make us brave without a fear, Make us happy, full of cheer, Sure that thou art always near: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 11 May we prize our Christian name, May we guard it free from blame Fearing all that causes shame: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 336 CONFIRMATION 12 May we grow from day to day, Glad to learn each holy way, Ever ready to obey: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 13 May we ever try to be From all sinful tempers free, Pure and gentle, Lord, like thee: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 14 May our thoughts be undefiled, May our words be true and mild, Make us each a holy child: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 15 Jesus, Son of God most high, Who didst in a manger lie, Who upon the cross didst die: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 16 Jesus, from thy heavenly throne, Watching o'er each little one, Till our life on earth is done: Hear us, Holy Jesus. 17 Jesus, whom we hope to see Calling us in heaven to be Happy evermore with thee: Hear us, Holy Jesus. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 1871 Confirmation 369 S.M. THE cross is on our brow, 1 Redemption's awful sign: Come thou, O Holy Spirit, now, To seal the work divine. CONFIRMATION 337 2 Thy sevenfold gifts impart, O Comforter most sweet: Inflame with zeal each lukewarm heart, And guide the trembling feet. 3 With Pentecostal force Thy presence let us feel: With strength, who art thyself its source Inspire us as we kneel. 4 Confirm in us to-day The work that thou hast wrought Illume the souls with love's pure ray Which Jesus' blood hath bought. 5 No earth-forged arms we bear: Strength, weapons, all are thine: Accept each vow and hear each prayer, Blest Trinity divine. Amen. William C. Dix. 1869 370 Four 7's THINE for ever! God of love, Hear us from thy throne above; Thine for ever may we be, Here and in eternity. 2 Thine for ever! O how blest They who find in thee their rest! Saviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend, O defend us to the end! 3 Thine for ever! Lord of life Shield us through our earthly strife Thou the Life, the Truth, the Way Guide us to the realms of day. 338 CONFIRMATION 4 Thine for ever! Shepherd, keep These thy weak and trembling sheep, Safe alone beneath thy care, Let them all thy goodness share. 5 Thine for ever! Thou our Guide, All our wants by thee supplied; All our sins by thee forgiven, Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. Amen. Mary F. Maude, 1847 371 Six7's HOLY Spirit, Lord of love, Thou who camest from above, Gifts of blessing to bestow On thy waiting Church below; Once again in love draw near To thy children gathered here. 2 From their bright baptismal day, Through their childhood's onward way, Thou hast been their constant Guide, Watching ever by their side; May they now till life shall end, Choose and know thee as their Friend. 3 Give them light thy truth to see, Give them life to live for thee, Daily power to conquer sin, Patient faith the crown to win; Shield them from temptation's breath, Keep them faithful unto death. 4 When the holy vow is made, When the hands are on them laid, Come, in this most solemn hour, With thy sevenfold gifts of power, Come, thou blessed Spirit, come, Make each heart thy happy home. Amen. Will am D Maclagan. 1873 CONFIRMATION 339 372 C.M. MY God, accept my heart this day. And make it always thine That I from thee no more may stray, No more from thee decline. 2 Before the cross of him who died, Behold, I prostrate fall; Let every sin be crucified, And Christ be all in all. 3 Anoint me with thy heavenly grace And seal me for thine own That I may see thy glorious face, And worship near thy throne. 4 Let every thought, and work, and word, To thee be ever given; Then life shall be thy service, Lord, And death the gate of heaven! Amen. Matthew Bridges, 1848 373 Four 7's HOLY Spirit, Truth divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine Breath of God and inward light, Wake my spirit, clear my sight. 2 Holy Spirit, Love divine, Glow within this heart of mine; Kindle every high desire Perish self in thy pure fire! 3 Holy Spirit, Power divine, Fill and nerve this will of mine By thee may I strongly live, Bravely bear, and nobly strive. 340 CONFIRMATION 4 Holy Spirit, Right divine, King within my conscience reign; Be my law, and I shall be Firmly bound, for ever free. 5 Holy Spirit, Peace divine, Still this restless heart of mine; Speak to calm this tossing sea, Stayed in thy tranquillity. Holy Spirit, Joy divine, Gladden thou this heart of mine; In the desert ways I sing, "Spring, O Well, for ever spring." Amen. Samuel Longfellow, 1864 3 74 six 7'B LORD, thy children guide and keep, As with feeble steps they press On the pathway rough and steep Through the weary wilderness. Holy Jesus, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. 2 There are stony ways to tread; Give the strength we sorely lack. There are tangled paths to thread; Light us, lest we miss the track. Holy Jesus, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. 3 There are sandy wastes that lie Cold and sunless, vast and drear, Where the feeble faint and die; Grant us grace to persevere. Holy Jesus, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. CONFIRMATION 341 4 There are soft and flowery glades Decked with golden-fruited trees, Sunny slopes and scented shades; Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease. Holy Jesus, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. 5 Upward still to purer heights! Onward yet to scenes more blest, Calmer regions, clearer lights, Till we reach the promised rests Holy Jesus, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. Amen. W. Walsham How, 1854 375 L.M. COME, Holy Ghost, Creator blest Vouchsafe within our souls to rest Come with thy grace and heavenly aid And fill the hearts which thou hast made. 2 To thee, the Comforter, we cry; To thee, the gift of God most high; The Fount of life, the fire of love, The soul's anointing from above. 3 The sacred, sevenfold grace is thine, Dread Finger of the Hand divine: The promise of the Father thou! Who dost the tongue with power endow. 4 Thy light to every sense impart, And shed thy love in every heart; Thine own unfailing might supply To strengthen our infirmity. 342 CONFIRMATION 5 Drive far away our ghostly foe, And thine abiding peace bestow; If thou be our preventing guide, No evil can our steps betide. Amen. Latin, Tr. Edward Caswall and compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861; alt., from Richard Maid, 1837 376 six 8's LORD, shall thy children come to thee? Lax A boon of love divine we seek: Brought to thine arms in infancy, Ere heart could feel or tongue could speak, Thy children pray for grace, that they May come themselves to thee to-day. 2 Lord, shall we come, and come again, Oft as we see thy table spread, And tokens of thy dying pain, The wine poured out, the broken bread? Bless thou, O Lord, thy children's prayer, That they may come and find thee there. 3 Lord, shall we come -- not thus alone At holy time or solemn rite, But every hour till life be flown, Through weal or woe, in gloom or light, Come to thy throne of grace, that we In faith, hope, love, confirmed may be? 4 Lord, shall we come, come yet again? Thy children ask one blessing more: To come, not now alone, but then -- When life, and death, and time are o'er; Then, then to come, O Lord, and be Confirrned in heaven, confirmed by thee. Amen. Samuel Hinds, 1854; e£. S. Henry J. Buckoll, 184S CONFIRMATION 343 8.8.6.8.8.6 LORD, in thy presence dread and sweet, Thine own dear Spirit we entreat His sevenfold gifts to shed On us who fall before thee now, Bearing the cross upon our brow On which our Master bled. 2 Spirit of Wisdom! turn our eyes From earth and earthly vanities, To heavenly truth and love Spirit of Understanding true! Our souls with holy light endue To seek the things above. 3 Spirit of Counsel! be our Guide; Teach us by earthly struggles tried Our heavenly crown to win. Spirit of Fortitude! thy power Be with us in temptation's hour, To keep us free from sin. 4 Spirit of Knowledge! lead our feet In thine own paths secure and sweet, By angel footsteps trod Where thou our Guardian true shalt be Spirit of gentle Piety! To keep us close to God. 5 But most of all, be ever near, Spirit of God's most holy Fear! In our hearts' inmost shrine: Our souls with loving reverence fill, To worship his most holy will All righteous and divine. 344 CONFIRMATION 6 So, dearest Lord, through peace or strife, Lead us to everlasting life, Where only rest may be. What matter where our lot is cast, If only it may end at last In Paradise with thee! Amen. Anonymous, c. 1860 3 7 8 8.7.8.7 D. JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be: Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Fret how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still my own. 2 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. O 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me: O 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. 3 Take, my soul, thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear: Think what Spirit dwells within thee; What a Father's smile is thine; What a Saviour died to win thee Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine? CONFIRMATION 345 4 Haste then on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer, Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. Henry F. Lyte, 1824; rev 1833 3 7 9 7.G.7.6 D. JESUS, I have promised To serve thee to the end: Be thou for ever near me, My Master and my Friend! I shall not fear the battle, If thou art by my side, Nor wander from the pathway, If thou wilt be my Guide. 2 O let me feel thee near met The world is ever near I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear; My foes are ever near me Around me and within; But, Jesus, draw thou nearer, And shield my soul from sin. 3 O let me hear thee speaking In accents clear and still, Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self-will! O speak to reassure me, To hasten or control! O speak, and make me listen, Thou Guardian of my soul! 346 CONFIRMATION 4 O Jesus, thou hast promised To all who follow thee, That where thou art in glory There shall thy servant be; And, Jesus, I have promised To serve thee to the end; O give me grace to follow, My Master and my Friend! 5 O let me see thy footmarks, And in them plant my own! My hope to follow duly Is in thy strength alone. O guide me, call me, draw me, Uphold me to the end! At last in heaven receive me, My Saviour and my Friend! Amen. John E. Bode, 1869 380 S.M. 13 BREATHE on me, Breath of God, D Fill me with life anew, That I may love what thou dost love, And do what thou wouldst do. 2 Breathe on me, Breath of God, Until my heart is pure, Until with thee I will one will, To do or to endure. 3 Breathe on me, Breath of God, Till I am wholly thine, Till all this earthly part of me Glows with thy fire divine. 4 Breathe on me, Breath of God, So shall I never die; But live with thee the perfect life Of thine eternity. Amen. Edith Batch, 1878 HOLY MATRIMONY 347 Also the following 117 He who would valiant be 211 My faith looks up to thee 525 I bind unto myself to-day 535 Go forward, Christian soldier Holy Matrimony 381 T.6.7.6 D. O FATHER, all creating, Whose wisdom, love, and power First bound two lives together In Eden's primal hour, To-day to these thy children Thine earliest gifts renew -- A home by thee made happy, A love by thee kept true. 2 O Saviour, Guest most bounteous Of old in Galilee Vouchsafe to-day thy presence With these who call on thee; Their store of earthly gladness Transform to heavenly wine, And teach them, in the tasting, To know the gift is thine. 3 O Spirit of the Father, Breathe on them from above, So mighty in thy pureness, So tender in thy love; That, guarded by thy presence, From sin and strife kept free, Their lives may own thy guidance, Their hearts be ruled by thee. 348 HOLY MATRIMONY 4 Except thou build it, Father, The house is built in vain; Except thou, Saviour, bless it, The joy will turn to pain; But naught can break the marriage Of hearts in thee made one, And love thy Spirit hallows Is endless love begun. Amen. John Ellerton, 187B 382 ll.lo.ll.lo PERFECT Love, all human thought transcending, Lowly we kneel in prayer before thy throne, That theirs may be the love that knows no ending, Whom thou for evermore dost join in one. 2 O perfect Life, be thou their full assurance Of tender charity and steadfast faith, Of patient hope, and quiet, brave endurance, With childlike trust that fears nor pain nor death. 3 Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow; Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife, And to life's day the glorious unknown morrow That dawns upon eternal love and life. Amen. Dorothy/ F. Gurney 1883 HOLY MATRIMONY 349 383 7.6.7.6 THE voice that breathed o'er Eden, l That earliest wedding day The primal marriage blessing, It hath not passed away. 2 Still in the pure espousal Of Christian man and maid, The holy Three are with us, The threefold grace is said. 3 Be present, aweful Father, To give away this bride, As Eve thou gav'st to Adam Out of his own pierced side: 4 Be present, Son of Mary, To join their loving hands, As thou didst bind two natures In thine eternal bands! 5 Be present, holiest Spirit, To bless them as they kneel, As thou, for Christ the Bridegroom, The heavenly Spouse dust seal! 6 O spread thy pure wing o'er them, Let no ill power find place, When onward to thine altar Their hallowed path they trace, 7 To cast their crowns before thee In perfect sacrifice, Till to the home of gladness With Christ's own Bride they rise. Amen John Keble, 1857 350 VISITATION 384 8.4.8.4.8.4 MY God, I thank thee, who hast made The earth so bright, So full of splendour and of Joy, Beauty and light; So many glorious things are here, Noble and right. 2 I thank thee too that thou hast made Joy to abound; So many gentle thoughts and deeds Circling us round, That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found. 3 I thank thee more that all our joy Is touched with pain; That shadows fall on brightest hours; That thorns remain So that earth's bliss may be our guide, And not our chain. 4 For thou who knowest, Lord, how soon Our weak heart clings, Hast given us joys, tender and true, Yet all with wings; So that we see gleaming on high Dinner things. 5 I thank thee, Lord, that thou hast kept The best in store; We have enough, yet not too much To long for more: A yearning for a deeper peace, Not known before. VISITATION 351 6 I thank thee, Lord, that here our souls, Though amply blest, Can never find, although they seek, A perfect rest; Nor ever shall, until they lean On Jesus' breast. Amen. Adelaide A. Procter, 1858 385 10.4.10.4 I DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be A pleasant road; I do not ask that thou wouldst take from me Aught of its load. 2 I do not ask that Bowers should always spring Beneath my feet; I know too well the poison and the sting Of things too sweet. 3 For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead: Lead me aright Though strength should falter and though heart should bleed, Through peace to light. 4 I do not ask, O Lord, that thou shouldst shed Full radiance here Give but a ray of peace, that I may tread Without a fear. 5 I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see; Better in darkness just to feel thy hand, And follow thee. 352 VISITATION 6 Joy is like restless day; but peace divine Like quiet night. Lead me? ° Lord, till perfect day shall shine, Through peace to light. Amen. Adelaide A. Procter, I862 386 8.5.8.3 ART thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? 'Come to me," saith One, "and coming, Be at rest." 2 Hath he marks to lead me to him, If he be my guide? "In his feet and hands are wound-prints, And his side." 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That his brow adorns? "Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns." 4 If I find him, if I follow, What his guerdon here? "Many a sorrow, many a labour, Many a tear." 5 If I still hold closely to him, What hath he at last? "Sorrow vanquished, labour ended, Jordan past." 6 If I ask him to receive me, Will he say me nay? "Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away." VISITATION 353 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling. Is he sure to bless? Angels, martyrs, prophets, virgins, Answer, "Yes." John M. Neale, 1862 2Q7 as § 7.6.7.6D. TOME unto me, ye weary, u And I will give you rest." O blessed voice of Jesus, Which comes to hearts opprest! It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace, and peace, Of joy that hath no ending, Of love that cannot cease. 2 "Come unto me, ye wanderers, And I will give you light." O loving voice of Jesus, Which comes to cheer the night! Our hearts were filled with sadness, And we had lost our way, But he has brought us gladness, And songs at break of day. 3 "Come unto me, ye fainting, And I will give you life." O cheering voice of Jesus, Which comes to aid our strife The foe is stern and eager, The fight is fierce and long; But Thou hast made us mighty, And stronger than the strong. 4 "And whosoever cometh, I will not cast him out." O welcome voice of Jesus, Which drives away our doubt! 354 VISITATION Which calls us, very sinners, Unworthy though we be Of love so free and boundless, To come, O Lord, to thee. Amen. William C. Din, 1867 388 ll.lo.ll.lo COME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye u languish; Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel: Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, " Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure." 3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but heaven can remove. Thomas Moore, 1816; St. S. Thomas Hastings, 1831 3 8 9 Four 7's ARK, my soul! it is the Lord. l 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, "Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me? VISITATION 355 2 "I delivered thee when bound, And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light. 3 "Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 "Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 "Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of my throne shalt be: Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint That my love is weak and faint Yet I love thee and adore O for grace to love thee more! Amen. William Cowper, 1768 390 8.8.8.4 JESUS, my Saviour, look on me, For I am weary and opprest; I come to cast myself on thee: Thou art my Rest. 2 Look down on me, for I am weak; I feel the toilsome journey's length: Thine aid omnipotent I seek: Thou art my Strength. 356 VISITATION 3 I am bewildered on my way, Dark and tempestuous is the night; O send thou forth some cheering ray! Thou art my Light. 4 When Satan flings his fiery darts, I look to thee; my terrors cease; Thy cross a hiding-place imparts: Thou art my Peace. 5 Standing alone on Jordan's brink, In that tremendous, latest strife, Thou wilt not suffer me to sink: Thou art my Life. 6 Thou wilt my every want supply, E'en to the end, whate'er befall: Through life, in death, eternally, Thou art my All. Amen. Charlotte Elliott, 1869, Q1. 39 1 8.8.8.4 MY God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way, O teach me from my heart to say, " Thy will be done ! " 2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not, Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, "Thy will be done!" 3 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh, Submissive still would I reply, "Thy will be done!" VISITATION 357 4 If thou shoulds't call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine: I only yield thee what is thine; "Thy will be done!" 5 Let but my fainting heart be blest With thy good Spirit for its guest, My God, to thee I leave the rest; "Thy will be done!" 6 Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say, "Thy will be done!" 7 Then, when on earth I breathe no more The prayer oft mixed with tears before, I'll sing upon a happier shore, "Thy will be done!" Amen. Charlotte Elliott, 18S4, alt. 3 92 C.M. LORD, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, O make me glad The longer to obey; If short, no labourer is sad To end his toilsome day. 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before; And he that to God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. 358 VISITATION 4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see: For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be? 5 Then I shall end my sad complaints And weary, sinful days, And join with the triumphant saints That sing my Saviour's praise. 6 My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with him. Amen. Richard Baxter, 1681, cento 393 S.M. LORD Jesus, think on me, And purge away my sin; From earthborn passions set me free, And make me pure within. 2 Lord Jesus, think on me, With care and woe opprest, Let me thy loving servant be, And taste thy promised rest. 3 Lord Jesus, think on me, Nor let me go astray; Through darkness and perplexity Point thou the heavenly way. 4 Lord Jesus, think on me, That, when the flood is past, I may the eternal brightness see, And share thy joy at last. Amen. Synesius, c. 375-430; Tr. Allen W. Chatfield, 1876 VISITATION 359 394 Eight 6's THY way, not mine, O Lord, l However dark it be: Lead me by thine own hand: Choose out the path for me. Smooth let it be or rough, It will be still the best Winding or straight, it leads Right onward to thy rest. 2 I dare not choose my lot I would not, if I might; Choose thou for me, my God: So shall I walk aright. Take thou my cup, and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to thee may seem; Choose thou my good and ill. 3 Choose thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose thou my cares for me My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small Be thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom, and my All. Amen. Horatius Bonar, 1857 - ;^~ Eight 6's MY Jesus, as thou wilt! O may thy will be mined Into thy hand of love I would my all resign; Through sorrow or through joy, Conduct me as Thine own And help me still to say, My Lord, thy will be done 360 VISITATION 2 My Jesus, as thou wilt! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear; Since thou on earth hast wept, And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with thee, My Lord, thy will be done 3 My Jesus, as thou wilt! All shall be well for me; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with thee: Straight to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing in life or death, My Lord, thy will be done! Amen. Benjamin Schmolck, c. 1704; Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1854 396 C.M. FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise: 2 Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of thy grace impart. And make me live to thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My path of life attend: Thy presence through my journey shine And crown my journey's end. Amen. Anne Steele, 1760, cento. VISITATION 361 ~7 ,;>~ { 8.6.8.6.8.8 T LOOK to thee in every need, l And never look in vain I feel thy strong and tender love, And all is well again: The thought of thee is mightier far Than sin, and pain, and sorrow are. 2 Discouraged in the work of life Disheartened by its load, Shamed by its failures or its fears, I sink beside the road; But let me only think of thee, And then new heart springs up in me. 3 Thy calmness bends serene above, My restlessness to still; Around me flows thy quickening life, To nerve my faltering will: Thy presence fills my solitude; Thy providence turns all to good. 4 Embosomed deep in thy dear love Held in thy law, I stand; Thy hand in all things I behold, And all things in thy hand; Thou leadest me by unsought ways, And turn'st my mourning into praise. Amen. Samuel Longfellow, 18C4 5 ~5 10.10.10.6 I SOUGHT the Lord, and afterward I knew l He moved my soul to seek him, seeking me; It was not I that found, O Saviour true; No, I was found of thee. 362 VISITATION 2 Thou didst reach forth thy hand and mine enfold; I walked and sank not on the stormvexed sea -- 'Twas not so much that I on thee took hold, As thou, dear Lord, on me. 3 I find, I walk, I love, but O the whole Of love is but my answer, Lord, to thee; For thou wert long beforehand with my soul, Always thou lovedst me. Amen. Anonymous, c. 1878 399 L.M. AT even, when the sun was set, The sick, O Lord, around thee lay; O in what divers pains they met! O with what joy they went away. 2 Once more 'tis eventide, and we Oppressed with various ills draw near; What if thy form we cannot see? We know and feel that thou art here 3 O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel; For some are sick, and some are sad, And some have never loved thee well, And some have lost the love they had, 4 And some have found the world is vain, Yet from the world they break not free, And some have friends who give them pain, Yet have not sought a friend in thee. VISITATION 363 5 And none, O Lord, have perfect rest, For none are wholly free from sin; And they who fain would love thee best Are conscious most of wrong within. 6 O Saviour Christ, thou too art Man; Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried, Thy kind but searching glance can scan The very wounds that shame would hide. 7 Thy touch has still its ancient power; No word from thee can fruitless fall; Hear, in this solemn evening hour, And in thy mercy heal us all. Amen. Henry quells, 1868 400 L.M. X~^ LOVE divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear! On thee we cast each earthborn care; We smile at pain while thou art near. 2 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, thou art near. 3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief, And trembling faith is changed to fear, The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf, Shall softly tell us, thou art near. 4 On thee we rest our burdening woe, O Love divine, for ever dear! Content to suffer while we know, Living and dying, thou art near. Amen. Oliver Wendell Holmes, 1869 364 VISITATION 401 C.M. n THOU, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. 2 When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, thy peace impart: In love, remember me. 3 When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, O let my strength be as my day! For good, remember me. 4 If worn with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble frame should be, Grant patience, rest, and kind relief: Hear and remember me. 5 And O when in the hour of death I own thy just decree, Be this the prayer of my last breath, Dear Lord, remember me! Amen. Thomas Haweis, 1791, all. 402 ll.lo.ll.lo.lo.lo THOU knowest, Lord, the weariness and l sorrow Of the sad heart that comes to thee for rest; Cares of to-day, and burdens of to-morrow, Blessings implored, and sins to be confessed; We come before thee at thy gracious word, And lay them at thy feet: thou knowest, Lord. VISITATION 365 2 Thou knowest all the past; how long and blindly On the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed; How the Good Shepherd followed, and how kindly He bore it home, upon his shoulders laid And healed the bleeding wounds, and soothed the pain, And brought back life, and hope, and strength again. 3 Thou knowest all the present; each temptation, Each toilsome duty, each foreboding fear; All to each one assigned, of tribulation, Or to beloved ones, than self more dear All pensive memories, as we journey on, Longings for vanished smiles and voices gone. 4 Thou knowest all the future; gleams of gladness By stormy clouds too quickly overcast; Hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness, And the dark river to be crossed at last O what could hope and confidence afford To tread that path, but this? Thou knowest, Lord. 5 Thou knowest, not alone as God, all-knowing; As Man, our mortal weakness thou hast proved; On earth, with purest sympathies o'erflowing, O Saviour, thou hast wept, and thou hast loved; And love and sorrow still to thee may come, And find a hiding-place, a rest, a home. 366 VISITATION 6 Therefore we come, thy gentle call obeying, And lay our sins and sorrows at thy feet; On everlasting strength our weakness staying, Clothed in thy robe of righteousness complete: Then rising and refreshed we leave thy throne, And follow on to know as we are known. Amen. Jane Borthwick, 1869 403 C.M.D. THOU art my hiding-place, O Lord, In thee I put my trust; Encouraged by thy holy word, A feeble child of dust: I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea; And 'tis enough my Saviour died, My Saviour died for me. 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-seat, My hope within the veil. From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to thee: Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Saviour died for me. 3 Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain, VISITATION 367 Ah! what could give the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me? Thomas Rafflles, BASS 404 C.M. IMMORTAL Love, for ever full, For ever flowing free, For ever shared, for ever whole A never-ebbing sea! 2 Our outward lips confess the Name All other names above; Love only knoweth whence it came, And comprehendeth love. 3 We may not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For him no depths can drown: 4 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is he; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. 5 The healing of his seamless dress Is by our beds of pain We touch him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again. 6 Through him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with his Name. 368 VISITATION 7 O Lord, and Master of us all, Whate'er our name or sign, We own thy sway, we hear thy call, We test our lives by thine. Amen. John a. Whittier, 1866 l 405 lo.lo PEACE, perfect peace, in this dark r world of sin? The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. 2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. 3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found 4 Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they. 5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown? Jesus we know, and he is on the throne. 6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers. 7 It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace. Edward B. Bickersteth, 1876 VISITATION 369 406 ll.lo.ll.lo WE would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen Across this little landscape of our life We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen For the last weariness, the final strife. 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace: Nor life nor death, with all their agitation, Can thence remove us, if we see his face. 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing: We would not mourn them, for we go to thee. 4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers; Our love to thee makes not this love less strong. 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, And heaven appears too dim, too far away; We would see thee, thyself our hearts reminding What thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay. 370 VISITATION 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we're Strength, Joy, and willingness come with the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night. Amen. Anna B. Warner, 1852 407 P.M. ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer my home to-day Than I ever have been before; 2 Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea, Nearer my Father's house, Where the "many mansions be; 3 Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown; 4 But lying darkly between, Winding down through the night, Is the deep and unknown stream To be crossed ere we reach the light. 5 Jesus, perfect my trust, Strengthen the hand of my faith: Let me feel thee near when I stand On the edge of the shore of death; 6 Feel thee near when my feet Are slipping over the brink; For it may be I'm nearer home, Nearer now than I think. Amen. Phoebe Cove 186S VISITATION 371 408 S.M. FAR from my heavenly home, 1 Far from my Father's breast, Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest. 2 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee; My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 3 To thee, to thee I press A dark and toilsome road; When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saints' abode? 4 God of my life, be near: On thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last! Amen. Henry F. Lyte, 18234 Also the following 16 Holy Father, cheer our way 36 Lord, for to-morrow and its needs 42 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 52 O Jesus, crucified for man 69 Brief life is here our portion 122 Lord, in this thy mercy's day 149 O Lamb of God, still keep me 150 Beneath the cross of Jesus 157 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 176 Jesus lives! thy terrors now 211 My faith looks up to thee 215 Jesus, my strength, my hope 217 Rock of ages 222 Nearer, my God, to thee 372 BURIAL OF THE DEAD 223 Jesus, lover of my soul 224 In heavenly love abiding 225 My spirit on thy care 232 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 235 O Love that casts out fear 244 Leads kindly Light See also The Church Triumphant BURIAL OF THE DEAD 409 Four 7's THEN our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow, When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not thine own Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Amen. Henry H. Milmen, 1827 4 1 0 six 8's GOD of the living, in whose eyes Unveiled thy whole creation lies, All souls are thine; we must not say That those are dead who pass away, From this our world of flesh set free We know them living unto thee. 2 Released from earthly toil and strife, With thee is hidden still their life Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers All thine, and yet most truly ours For well we know, where'er they be, Our dead are living unto thee. 3 Not spilt like water on the ground, Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound, Not wandering in unknown despair Beyond thy voice, thine arm, thy care; Not left to lie like fallen tree; Not dead, but living unto thee. 4 Thy word is true, thy will is just To thee we leave them, Lord, in trust; And bless thee for the love which gave Thy Son to fill a human grave, That none might fear that world to see Where all are living unto thee. 374 BURIAL OF THE DEAD 5 O Breather into man of breath, O Holder of the keys of death, O Giver of the life within, Save us from death, the death of sin; That body, soul, and spirit be For ever living unto thee! Amen. John Ellerton, 1858; alt. 1867 41 1 7.7.7.7.8.8 STOW the labourer's task is o'er; 151 Now the battle day is past; Now upon the farther shore Lands the voyager at last. Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. 2 There the tears of earth are dried; There its hidden things are clear; There the work of life is tried By a juster Judge than here. Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. 3 There the penitents, that turn To the cross their dying eyes, All the love of Jesus learn At his feet in Paradise. Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. 4 There no more the powers of hell Can prevail to mar their peace; Christ the Lord shall guard them well, He who died for their release. Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. BURIAL OF THE DEAD 375 5 "Earth to earth, and dust to dust," Calmly now the words we say, Left behind, we wait in trust For the resurrection day Father, in thy gracious keeping Leave we now thy servant sleeping. Amen. John Ellerton, 1870 412 P.M. SUNSET and evening star, o And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea, 2 But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. 3 Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark; 4 For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar. Alfred Tennyson, 1889 413 L.M. s SLEEP Jesus! blessed sleep! <. From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 376 BURIAL OF THE DEAD 2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet; With holy confidence to sing That death hath lost its painful sting! 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest! Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no woe shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me May such a blissful refuge be! Securely shall my ashes lie, Waiting the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus! far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be; But there is still a blessed sleep, From which none ever wakes to weep. Margaret Mackay, HESS Also the following 18 Abide with me 65 Day of wrath! O day of mourning 165 Resting from his work to-day 166 The grave itself a garden is 167 O Paradise, O Paradise 171 The day of resurrection 173 The strife is o'er, the battle done 176 Jesus lives! thy terrors now 222 Nearer, my God, to thee 244 Lead, kindly Light 290 Hark! hark my soul 414 Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled See also The Church Triumphant TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 377 FOR CHILDREN 4 1 4 7.8.7.8.7.7 TENDER Shepherd, thou hast stilled 1 Now thy little lamb's brief weeping: Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping! And no sign of anguish sore Heaves that little bosom more. 2 In this world of care and pain, Lord, thou wouldst no longer leave it: To the sunny heavenly plain Thou dost now with joy receive it; Clothed in robes of spotless white, Now it dwells with thee in light. 3 Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we Where it lives may soon be living, And the lovely pastures see That its heavenly food are giving; Then the gain of death we prove, Though thou take what most we love. Amen Johann W. Meinhold, 1835 Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1868 Travelers by Sea and Land 4 1 5 six 8's ETERNAL Father! strong to save, t Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep: O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea. 378 'TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 2 O Christ! whose voice the waters heard And hushed their raging at thy word, Who walkedst on the foaming deep, And calm amidst its rage didst sleep; O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea! 3 Most Holy Spirit! who didst brood Upon the chaos dark and rude, And bid its angry tumult cease, And give, for wild confusion, peace; O hear us when we cry to thee For those in peril on the sea! 4 O Trinity of love and power! Our brethren shield in danger's hour; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go; Thus evermore shall rise to thee Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. Amen. William Whiting 1860, alt. 41 6 6.4.6.4 D. FIERCE was the wild billow, Dark was the night; Oars laboured heavily, Foam glimmered white; Trembled the mariners, Peril was nigh Then said the God of God, "Peace! It is I." 2 Ridge of the mountain wave, Lower thy crest! Wail of Euroclydon, Be thou at rest! TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 379 Sorrow can never be, Darkness must fly, Where saith the Light of Light, "Peace! It is I." 3 Jesus, Deliverer, Come thou to me; Soothe thou my voyaging Over life's sea: Thou, when the storm of death Roars, sweeping by, Whisper, O Truth of Truth, "Peace! It is I." Amen. Ascribed lo St. Anatolius; Tr. John Mason Neale, 186R 417 Four 7's SAFE upon the billowy deep, Loving Lord, thy servants keep Helpless, trusting pilgrims they, Guard them on their watery way. 2 In the morning fill their sails, Slid the dark send favouring gales; If their sky be overcast, Calm the waves, and still the blast. 3 Let thy sunshine guide by day; Send at eve the starrv ray Through the watches of the night, Be thou, Lord, their shining light. 4 Thus, as hour by hour rolls by, Watch them with thy sleepless eye: Guide with thine almighty hand Safe unto the haven-land. 39 TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 5 And at last, life's voyage o'er, Take us to the heavenly shore, Safe in port, to dwell with thee Where there shall be "no more sea." Amen. Henrv Coppee, 1887 418 L.M. MAKER of the sea and sky, Whose word the stormy winds fulfill, On the wide ocean thou art nigh, Bidding these hearts of ours be stint 2 What if thy footsteps are not known? We know thy way is in the sea; We trace the shadow of thy throne, Constant amid inconstancy. 3 Thou bidd'st the north or south wind blow: The lonely sea-bird is thy care; And in the clouds which come and go, We see thy chariots everywhere. 4 The sun that lights the home-land dear Spreads the new morning o'er the deep; And in the dark thy stars appear, Keeping their watches while we sleep. 5 Our friends seem near when thou art nigh; And homeless on the ocean foam, Beneath an ever-changing sky, With thee we are at rest, at home. 6 And so, secure from all alarms, Thy seas beneath, thy skies above, Clasped in the everlasting arms, We rest in thine unslumbering love. Amen. Henry Burton. 1905 TRAVELERS BY SEA AND LAND 381 4 1 9 6.6.8.4 ZENITH the sweet word of peace We bid our brethren go; Peace as a river to increase, And ceaseless flow. 2 With the calm word of prayer We earnestly commend Our brethren to thy watchful care, Eternal Friend! 3 With the dear word of love We give our brief farewell; Our love below, and thine above, With them shall dwell. 4 With the strong word of faith We stay ourselves on thee, That thou, O Lord, in life and death, Their help shalt be; 5 Then the bright word of hope Shall on our parting gleam, And tell of joys beyond the scope Of earth-born dream. 6 Farewell! in hope and love, In faith, and peace, and prayer; Till he whose home is ours above, Unite us there. Amen. George Watson, 1867 Also the following 32 From every stormy wind that blows 244 Lead, kindly Light 248 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace 536 O happy band of pilgrims 382 THANKSGIVING-DAY IV. SPECIAL OCCASIONS Thanksgiving bar 42o six 7's PRAISE to God, immortal praise, r For the love that crowns our days; Bounteous source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ: All to thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. 2 All the plenty summer pours; Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores; Flocks that whiten all the plain; Yellow sheaves of ripened grain: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 3 Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss, and public wealth, Knowledge with its gladdening streams, Pure religion's holier beams: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. 4 As thy prospering hand hath blest. May we give thee of our best; And by deeds of kindly love For thy mercies grateful prove; Singing thus through all our days, Praise to God, immortal praise. Amen. Anna Laetitia Barbauld 1772 THANKSGIVING-DAY 383 421 Eight 7's HOME, ye thankful people, come, b Raise the song of harvest-home: All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin; God, our Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied; Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest-home. 2 All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto his praise to yield; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown: First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Grant, O harvest Lord, that we Wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take his harvest home; From his field shall in that day All offenses purge away; Give his angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast, But the fruitful ears to store In his garner evermore. 4 Even so, Lord, quickly come To thy final harvest-home; Gather thou thy people in, Free from sorrow, free from sin; There, for ever purified, In thy presence to abide: Come, with all thine angels, come, Raise the glorious harvest-home. Amen. Henry Afford, 1844; retired, 1867 384 TIIANKSGIVING-DAY 422 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6 Now thank we all our God, I 5 With heart, and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his world rejoices; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. 2 O may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us! With ever-joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us; And keep us in his grace, And guide us when perplexed, And free us from all ills In this world and the next. Amen. Martin Rinkart, c. 16S6; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1868 423 7.6.7.6 D., 6.6.8.4 WE plow the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above; Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord For all his love. THANKSGIVING-DAY 385 2 He only is the Maker Of all things near and far; He paints the wayside flower He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey him, By him the birds are fed; Much more to us, his children, He gives our daily bread. All good gifts, etc. 3 We thank thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seedtime and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food: No gifts have we to offer For all thy love imparts, But that which thou desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. All good gifts, etc. Amen. Matthias Claudius, 17S2: Tr. Jane M. Campbell, 1861 424 8.7.8.7.8.S.7 WE come unto our fathers' God: Their Rock is our salvation The eternal arms, their dear abode, We make our habitation; We bring thee, Lord, the praise they brought, We seek thee as thy saints have sought In every generation. 2 The fire divine their steps that led Still goeth bright before us, The heavenly shield, around them spread, Is still high holden o'er us; The grace those sinners that subdued, The strength those weaklings that renewed, Doth vanquish, doth restore us. 386 THANKSGIVING-DAY 3 Their joy unto their Lord we bring, Their song to us descendeth The Spirit who in them did sing To us his music lendeth: His song in them, in us, is one; We raise it high, we send it on -- The song that never endeth. 4 Ye saints to come, take up the strain, The same sweet theme endeavour Unbroken be the golden chain! Keep on the song for ever! Safe in the same dear dwelling-place, Rich with the same eternal grace, Bless the same boundless Giver. Amen. Thomas H. Gill, 1868 42 5 six 7^S FOR the beauty of the earth, [4 For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 2 For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise 3 For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind's delight, For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. THANKSGIVING-DAY 387 4 For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above For all gentle thoughts and mild, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 5 For each perfect gift of thine To our race so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth and buds of heaven, Lord of all, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. Amen. Folliott S. Pierpoint, 1864 A Ad 8.8.S.4 LORD of heaven and earth and sea, To thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to thee Who givest all? 2 The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruit, thy love declare; Where harvests ripen, thou art there Who givest all. 3 For peaceful homes and healthful days, For all the blessings earth displays, We owe thee thankfulness and praise Who givest all. 4 Thou didst not spare thine only Son But gav'st him for a world undone, And freely with that Blessed One Thou givest all. 5 Thou giv'st the Holy Spirit's dower Spirit of life, and love and power, And dost his sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. 388 NATIONAL DAYS 6 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, Father, what can to thee be given Who givest all? To thee, from whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give; O may we ever with thee live Who givest all. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1863; revised 1872 Also the following 181 O Jesus, crowned with all renown National Days 427 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 MY country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing; Land where my fathers died, Land of the pilgrims' pride, From every mountain side Let freedom ring. 2 My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3 Let music swell the breeze, And ring from all the trees Sweet freedom's song: Let mortal tongues awake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their silence break, The sound prolong. NATIONAL DAYS 389 4 Our fathers' God, to thee, Author of liberty, To thee we sing: Long may our land be bright With freedom's holy light; Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King. Amen. Samuel F. Smith, 1832 428 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 GOD bless our native land; Firm may she ever stand Through storm and night: When the wild tempests rave. Ruler of wind and wave, Do thou our country save By thy great might. 2 For her our prayers shall rise To God, above the skies On him we wait; Thou who art ever nigh, Guarding with watchful eye, To thee aloud we cry, God save the state! Amen. Siegfried A. Mahlmann, 1816 Tr. Charles T. Brooks, 1833, John S. Dwight, 1844 429 . 0 SAY can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming 39o NATIONAL DAYS And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. O say does the Star-spangled Banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? 2 O thus be it ever, when free men shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's desolation ! Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto, " In God is our trust ! " And the Star-spangled Banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! Francis Scott Key, 1814, abr. 430 Four 10's GOD of our fathers, whose almighty hand Leads forth in beauty all the starry band Of shining worlds in splendour through the skies, Our grateful songs before thy throne arise. 2 Thy love divine hath led us in the past, In this free land by thee our lot is cast; Be thou our ruler, guardian, guide, and stay, Thy word our law, thy paths our chosen way. NATIONAL DAYS 391 3 From war's alarms, from deadly pestilence, Be thy strong arm our ever sure defense; Thy true religion in our hearts increase, Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace. 4 Refresh thy people on their toilsome way, Lead us from night to never-ending day; Fill all our lives with love and grace divine, And glory, laud, and praise be ever thine. Amen. Daniel C. Roberts, 1876, abr. 431 C.M. LORD, while for all mankind we pray, Of every clime and coast O hear us for our native land, The land we love the most. 2 O guard our shores from every foe; With peace our borders bless; With prosperous times our cities crown, Our fields with plenteousness. 3 Unite us in the sacred love Of knowledge, truth, and thee, And let our hills and valleys shout The songs of liberty. 4 Here may religion, pure and mild, Smile on our sabbath hours, And piety and virtue bless The home of us and ours. 5 Lord of the nations, thus to thee Our country we commend; Be thou her refuge and her trust, Her everlasting Friend. Amen. John R. Wreford, 18:17 392 NATIONAL DAYS 432 8.7.8.7.8.7 JUDGE eternal, throned in splendour, J Lord of lords and King of kings, With thy living fire of judgment Purge this land of bitter things; Solace all its wide dominion With the healing of thy wings. 2 Still the weary folk are pining For the hour that brings release, And the city's crowded Langour Cries aloud for sin to cease; And the homesteads and the woodlands Plead in silence for their peace. 3 Crown, O God, thine own endeavour; Cleave our darkness with thy sword; Feed the faint and hungry heathen With the richness of thy word; Cleanse the body of this nation Through the glory of the Lord. Amen. Henry Scott Holland, 1902 433 8.7.8.7 D. ONCE to every man and nation Comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, For the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's new Messiah, Offering each the bloom or blight, And the choice goes by for ever 'Twixt that darkness and that light. 2 Then to side with truth is noble, When we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, And 'tis prosperous to be just; NATIONAL DAYS 393 Then it is the brave man chooses, While the coward stands aside Till the multitude make virtue Of the faith they had denied. 3 By the light of burning martyrs Jesus' bleeding feet I track Toiling up new Calvaries ever With the cross that turns not back; New occasions teach new duties, Time makes ancient good uncouth They must upward still and onward Who would keep abreast of truth. 4 Though the cause of evil prosper, Yet 'tis truth alone is strong; Though her portion be the scaffold, And upon the throne be wrong, Yet that scaffold sways the future And, behind the dim unknown Standeth God within the shadow Keeping watch above his own. James Russell Lowell, !844 Carts 434 15.15.15.6, with refrain MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where thegrapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword His truth is marching on. Glory! glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. 394 NATIONAL DAYS 2 I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I have read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. Glory ! glory ! Hallelujah ! His day is marching on. . 3 I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; " Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on. Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. 4 He has sounded forth his trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer him: be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on. Glory ! glory ! Hallelujah ! Our God is marching on. 5 In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born, across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me; As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free! While God is marching on. Glory ! glory ! Hallelujah ! While God is marching on. Julia Ward House, 18X 435 11.10.11.9 GOD the All-terrible ! King, who ordained Thunder thy clarion, the lightning thy sword Show forth thy pity on high where thou reignest, Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 2 God the All-merciful! earth hath forsaken Thy ways of blessedness, slighted thy word; Bid not thy wrath in its terrors awaken Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 3 God the All-righteous One! man hath defied thee; Yet to eternity standeth thy word, Falsehood and wrong shall not tarry beside thee; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 4 God the Omnipotent! wisely ordaining Judgments unsearchable, famine and sword; Over the tumult of war thou art reigning: Give to us peace in our time, O Lord. 396 NATIONAL DAYS 5 God the All-wise! by the fire of thy chastening, Earth shall to freedom and truth be restored; Through the thick darkness thy kingdom is hastening; Thou wilt give peace in thy time, O Lord. 6 So shall thy children with thankful devotion, Praise him who saved them from peril and sword, Singing in chorus from ocean to ocean, Peace to the nations, and praise to the Lord. Amen. Henry F. Chorley, 1842; Rev. Johns Ellerton, 1870; alt. 436 L.M. O GOD of love, O King of peace, Make wars throughout the world to cease; The wrath of sinful man restrain, Give peace, O God, give peace again! 2 Remember, Lord, thy works of old, The wonders that our fathers told; Remember not our sin's dark stain, Give peace, O God, give peace again! 3 Whom shall we trust but thee, O Lord? Where rest but on thy faithful word? None ever called on thee in vain, Give peace. O God, give peace again! NATIONAL DAYS 397 4 Where saints and angels dwell above, All hearts are knit in holy love; O bind us in that heavenly chain! Give peace, O God, give peace again! Amen. Henry W. Baker, 1861 437 L.M. O LORD of hosts! Almighty King! Behold the sacrifice we bring: To every arm thy strength impart; Thy Spirit shed through every heart. 2 Wake in our breast the living fires, The holy faith that warmed our sires: Thy hand hath made our nation free; To die for her is serving thee. 3 Be thou a pillared flame to show The midnight snare, the silent foe And when the battle thunders loud, Still guide us in its moving cloud. 4 God of all nations! Sovereign Lord! In thy dread Name we draw the sword, We lift the starry flag on high That fills with light our stormy sky. 5 From treason's rent, from murder's stain, Guard thou its folds till peace shall reign Till fort and field, till shore and sea, Join our loud anthem, praise to thee! Amen. Older Wendell Holmes, /861 398 NATIONAL DAYS 438 six 8's LORD God of hosts, whose mighty hand Dominion holds on sea and land, In peace and war thy will we see Shaping the larger liberty; Nations may rise and nations fall Thy changeless purpose rules them all. 2 For those who weak and broken lie In weariness and agony, Great Healer, to their beds of pain Come, touch and make them whole again. O hear a people's prayers, and bless Thy servants in their hour of stress! 3 For those to whom the call shall come, We pray thy tender welcome home; The toil, the bitterness, all past, We trust them to thy love at last. O hear a people's prayers for all Who, nobly striving, nobly fall! 4 For those who minister and heal, And spend themselves, their skill, their zeal; Renew their hearts with Christ-like faith, And guard them from disease and death; And in thine own good time, Lord, send Thy peace on earth till time shall end. Amen. John Oxenham, 1915 439 six 8's GOD of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle line, Beneath whose aweful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. NATIONAL DAYS 399 2 The tumult and the shouting dies; The captains and the kings depart; Still stands thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. 3 Far called our navies melt away, On dune and headland sinks the fire; Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. 4 If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not thee in awe, Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the law: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. 5 For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard; All valiant dust that builds on dust, And, guarding, calls not thee to guard: For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy mercy on thy people, Lord. Amen. Rudyard Kipling, 1897 440 6.7.6.7.6.6.6.6 LORD God, we worship thee! In loud and happy chorus We praise thy love and power, Whose goodness reigneth o'er us. To heaven our song shall soar, For ever shall it be Resounding o'er and o'er, Lord God, we worship thee! 400 NATIONAL DAYS 2 Lord God, we worship thee! For thou our land defendest; Thou pourest down thy grace, And strife and war thou endest. Since golden peace, O Lord, Thou grantest us to see, Our land, with one accord, Lord God! gives thanks to thee! 3 Lord God, we worship thee! Thou didst indeed chastise us, Yet still thy anger spares, And still thy mercy tries us: Once more our Father's hand Doth bid our sorrows flee, And peace rejoice our land: Lord God, we worship thee! Amen. Johann Franck, 1653; Or. Catherine Winkworth, 186S 441 six 8's FAITH of our fathers! living still In spite of dungeon, fire and sword: O how our hearts beat high with joy, Whene'er we hear that glorious word: Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death. 2 Our fathers, chained in prisons dark, Were still in heart and conscience free: How sweet would be their children's fate, If they, like them, could die for thee! Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death. NATIONAL DAYS 401 3 Faith of our fathers! faith and prayer Shall keep our country true to thee; And through the truth that comes from God, Our land shall then indeed be free. Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death 4 Faith of our fathers! we will love Both friend and foe in all our strife: And preach thee, too, as love knows how, By kindly deeds and virtuous life. Faith of our fathers, holy faith! We will be true to thee till death. Frederick W. Faber, 1849, apt 442 Ten 8's GOD of the nations, who hast led Thy children since the world began, Through doubt and struggle, pain and tears, Unfolding thy eternal plan; From countless hilltops as of old The fire upon the altar flares Through countless rites, in countless tongues, Men offer their imperfect prayers; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. 2 O Jesus Christ, Incarnate Son, Who bore our flesh that men might see The Vision of the Perfect Life Fashioned in their humanity By all thy words of heavenly truth, By all thy deeds of mercy wrought, 402 NATIONAL DAYS By all the passion of thy cross, By the redemption thou bast brought; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. 3 O Holy Spirit, who dost touch The prophets with thy sacred fire, Eternal Wisdom to whose light All seekers after truth aspire; Behold the warring sons of men, The helpless by the strong oppressed, The truth with error still concealed, The evil grudgingly confessed; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. 4 O God Triune, thy Church to-day In penitence before thee kneels, Mourning her years of slothful ease, Her deafness to the world's appeals; Divided where she should be one, Enamoured of a lesser strife, Tithing the mint and cummin while Men perish for the Bread of Life; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. 5 Restore to us the vision, Lord, Descend with fires of Pentecost; Our tongues unloose, our hearts inflame, To preach the Gospel to the lost: Here at thy feet our prayer is made, Here life and wealth we dedicate; Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, Lord, thy anointing we await; Hasten the time of our release, Bring in thy reign of truth and peace. Frederick Edwards 190S OLD AND NEW YEAR 403 Also the following 182 To thee our God we fly 519 Ancient of Days 443 S.M.D. At FEW more years shall roll A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 404 OLD AND NEW YEAR 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And he shall come again, Who died that we might live, who lives That we with him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; O wash me in thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen. Horatius Bonar, 1842 444 L.M. RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die 2 Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. 3 Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. 4 Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. OLD AND NEW YEAR 405 5 Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. 6 Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be. Alfred Tennyson, 1850 445 O GOD, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast And our eternal home: 2 Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone, And our defense is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 406 OLD AND NEW YEAR 6 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our Guide while life shall last, And our eternal home. Amen. Isaac Watts, 1719; Psalm 90 446 C.M. O GOD of Bethel, by whose hand Thy people still are fed Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led: 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace: God of our fathers, be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wandering footsteps guide; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 O spread thy sheltering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace! 5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore; And thou shalt be our chosen God, And portion evermore. Amen. Philip Doddridge, 1736; John Logan, 1781 447 Four 7's FOR thy mercy and thy grace, Faithful through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Jesus, our Redeemer, hear. OLD AND NEW YEAR 407 2 Lo! our sins on thee we cast, Thee our perfect Sacrifice; And, forgetting all the past, Press towards our glorious prize. 3 Dark the future; let thy light Guide us, bright and morning Star: Fierce our foes, and hard the fight; Arm us, Saviour, for the war. 4 In our weakness and distress, Rock of strength, be thou our stay; In the pathless wilderness Be our true and living way. 5 Who of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread, With thy rod and staff, O God, Comfort thou his dying bed. 6 Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore thine own, Help, O help us to endure; Fit us for the promised crown. Amer. Henry Downton, 1841 448 7.5.7.5 D. FATHER, let me dedicate All this year to thee, In whatever worldly state Thou wilt have me be: Not from sorrow, pain, or care Freedom dare I claim, This alone shall be my prayer, Glorify thy Name. 408 OLD AND NEW YEAR 2 Can a child presume to choose Where or how to live? Can a Father's love refuse All the best to give? More thou givest every day Than the best can claim, Nor withholdest aught that may Glorify thy Name. 3 If in mercy thou wilt spare Joys that yet are mine; If on life, serene and fair, Brighter rays may shine; Let my glad heart, while it sings, Thee in all proclaim, And, whate'er the future brings, Glorify thy Name. 4 If thou tallest to the cross, And its shadow come, Turning all my gain to loss, Shrouding heart and home; Let me think how thy dear Son To his glory came, And in deepest woe pray on, Glorify thy Name. Amen. Laurence Tuttiett, 1864 449 5.5.8.8.5.5 JESUS, still lead on, Till our rest be won; And, although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless; Guide us by thy hand To our Fatherland. EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 409 2 If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a woe To our home we go. 3 When we seek relief From a long-felt grief; When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. 4 Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won: Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our Fatherland. Amen. N. L. son Zinzendorf, 1721; Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1846 Also the following 483 God is working his purpose out Ember Days and Ordination 450 L.M. LORD, pour thy Spirit from on high, And thine ordained servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe thy priests with righteousness. 2 Within thy temple when they stand, To teach the truth as taught by thee, Saviour, like stars in thy right hand, Let all thy Church's pastors be. 410 EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness and meekness from above, To bear thy people in their heart, And love the souls whom thou dost love; 4 To watch, and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep, To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, To feed thy lambs, and fold thy sheep. 5 So, when their work is finished here, They may in hope their charge resign; So, when their Master shall appear, They may with crowns of glory shine. Amen. James Montgomery 1833 451 Four 10!S GOD of the prophets ! Bless the prophets' sons: Elijah's mantle o'er Elisha cast; Each age its solemn task may claim but once: Make each one nobler, stronger than the last! 2 Anoint them prophets! Make their ears attent To thy divinest speech; their hearts awake To human need; their lips make eloquent To assure the right, and every evil break. 3 Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors they For pardon, and for charity and peace! Ah, if with them the world might pass, astray, Into the dear Christ's life of sacrifice! EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 411 4 Anoint them kings! Aye, kingly kings, Anoint them with the Spirit of thy Son: Theirs not a jeweled crown, a bloodstained sword; Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won. 5 Make them apostles! Heralds of thy cross, Forth may they go to tell all realms thy grace: Inspired of thee, may they count all but loss, And stand at last with joy before thy face. 6 O mighty age of prophet-kings, return! O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time! Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn: A weary world awaits thy reign sublime! Amen. Denis Wortman, 1884 452 S.M. 9 REVIVE thy work, O Lord Thy mighty arm make bare; Speak with the voice that wakes the dead And make thy people hear. 2 Revive thy work, O Lord, Disturb this sleep of death; Quicken the smouldering embers now By thine almighty breath. 3 Revive thy work, O Lord, Create soul thirst for thee; And hungering for the Bread of life, O may our spirits be! 412 EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 4 Revive thy work, O Lord, Exalt thy precious Name; And, by the Holy Ghost, our love For thee and thine inflame. 5 Revive thy work, O Lord, And give refreshing showers; The glory shall be all thine own, The blessing, Lord, be ours. Amen. Albert Midlane, 1868 453 L.M. YE Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Emmanuel's Name: To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 2 God shield you with a wall of fire, With holy zeal your hearts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease, And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labours all are o'er Then may we meet to part no more, Meet, with the ransomed throng to fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Amen. Bourne H. Draper, 1806 454 L.M. O THOU who makest souls to shine With light from brighter worlds above, And droppest glistening dew divine Ore all who seek a Saviour's love; 2 Do thou thy benediction give On all who teach, on all who learn, That so thy (church may holier live, And every lamp more brightly burn EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 413 3 Give those that teach pure hearts and wise, Faith, hope, and love, all warmed by prayer: Themselves first training for the skies, They best will raise their people there. 4 Give those that learn the willing ear, The spirit meek, the guileless mind; Such gifts will make the lowliest here Far better than a kingdom find. 5 O bless the shepherd, bless the sheep, That guide and guided both be one, One in the faithful watch they keep Until this hurrying life be done. 6 If thus, good Lord, thy grace be given, Our glory meets us ere we die; Before we upward pass to heaven We taste our immortality. Amen. John Armstrong, 1847 455 8.8 COME, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, And lighten with celestial fire. 2 Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart. 3 Thy blessed unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love. 4 Enable with perpetual light The dullness of our blinded sight. 5 Anoint and cheer our soiled face With the abundance of thy grace. 414 EMBER-DAYS AND ORDINATION 6 Keep far our foes, give peace at home: Where thou art guide, no ill can come. 7 Teach us to know the Father, Son, And thee of both to be but One, 8 That, through the ages all along, This may be our endless song 9 Praise to thy eternal merit, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen. Latin; Tr. John Cosin, 1627 456 S.M. YE servants of the Lord, 1 Each in your office, wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins as in his sight, For awful is his Name. 3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command, And while we speak he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he In such a posture found; He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crowned. Philip Doddridge, 1766 Also the following 115 Soldiers of the cross, arise 246 Thou say'st, "Take up thy cross" 282 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry CHURCH] BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 415 373 Holy Spirit, Truth divine 475 O Spirit of the living God 486 Christ for the world we sing 490 Go, labour on 492 Rise up, O men of God 493 O Master, let me walk with thee 502 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak Church Building and Consecration 457 8.7.8.7.8.7 CHRIST is made the sure foundation, Christ the head and corner-stone, Chosen of the Lord, and precious, Binding all the Church in one; Holy Sion's help for ever, And her confidence alone. 2 All that dedicated city, Dearly loved of God on high, In exultant jubilation Pours perpetual melody; God the One in Three adoring In glad hymns eternally. 3 To this temple, where we call thee, Come, O Lord of Hosts, to-day; With thy wonted loving-kindness, Hear thy servants as they pray: And thy fullest benediction Shed within its walls alway. 4 Here vouchsafe to all thy servants What they ask of thee to gain, What they gain from thee, for ever With the blessed to retain, And hereafter in thy glory Evermore with thee to reign. Amen. Latin, 7th cent.; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1861 416 CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 458 6.6.6.6.8.8 CHRIST is our corner-stone, On him alone we build: With his true saints alone The courts of heaven are filled; On his great love our hopes we place, Of present grace and joys above. 2 O then with hymns of praise These hallowed courts shall ring; Our voices we will raise The Three in One to sing, And thus proclaim in joyful song, Both loud and long, that glorious Name. 3 Here, gracious God, do thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful vow, And mark each suppliant sigh; In copious shower on all who pray, Each holy day thy blessings pour. 4 Here may we gain from heaven The grace which we implore; And may that grace, once given, Be with us evermore; Until that day when all the blest To endless rest are called away. Amen. Latin, 7th cent.; Tr. John Chandler, 1837 459 L.M. JESUS! where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 417 2 And since within no walls confined, Thou dwellest in the humble mind: Let all within thy house who come, Departing, take thee to their home. 3 Yet everywhere thou guid'st thine own To raise for thee an earthly throne; And where thy Name thou dost record, There thou wilt come and bless them, Lord ! 4 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; And here to wayward hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving Name! 5 Here may we prove the might of prayer, To strengthen faith and sweeten care: To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes! 6 Here to the babe newborn on earth, Grant thou the newer, better birth; By water and the Holy Ghost Restoring all that Adam lost. 7 Here to the weary, hungry soul, Give thou the gift that maketh whole; The bread that is Christ's Flesh, for food, The wine that is the Saviour's Blood. 8 Lord, we are few, but thou art near; Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear; O rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts thine own! Amen. William Cowper, 1769, alt. 418 CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 460 L M ALL things are thine; no gift have we, Lord of all gifts, to offer thee; And hence with grateful hearts to-day Thine own before thy feet we lay. 2 Thy will was in the builders' thought; Thy hand unseen amidst us wrought; Through mortal motive, scheme, and plan, Thy wise eternal purpose ran. 3 In weakness and in want we call On thee for whom the heavens are small; Thy glory is thy children's good, Thy joy thy tender Fatherhood. 4 O Father, deign these walls to bless; Fill with thy love their emptiness; And let their door a gateway be To lead us from ourselves to thee. Amen. John G. Whittier, 1872 46 1 8.5.8.5.8.7 ANGEL voices, ever singing Round thy throne of light Angel harps, for ever ringing, Rest not day nor night; Thousands only live to bless thee, And confess thee Lord of might. 2 Yea, we know that thou rejoicest O'er each work of thine; Thou didst ears and hands and voices For thy praise combine Craftsman's art and music's measure For thy pleasure didst design. CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 419 3 In thy house, great God, we offer Of thine own to thee; And for thine acceptance proffer, All unworthily, Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, In our choicest melody. 4 Honour, glory, might, and merit, Thine shall ever be! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Blessed Trinity! Of the best that thou hast given, Earth and heaven render thee. Amen. Francis Pott, 1861, alt. Also the following 202 Spirit divine, attend our prayers 464 The Church's one foundation 465 We love the place, O God 466 Rise, crowned with light 467 Pleasant are thy courts above 468 Glorious things of thee are spoken 508 Blessed city! heavenly Salem THE BURIAL GROUND 462 six 8's THOU in whom thy saints repose, When life's brief conflict finds its close, Behold us met before thy face To hallow this their resting-place: Safe are the souls whom thou dost keep; And safely here their dust shall sleep. 420 CHURCH BUILDING AND CONSECRATION 2 Thou knowest, Lord, for thou hast wept Beside the tomb where Lazarus slept, What tears must Sow, what hearts must bleed When here we sow the precious seed: Thou still rememberest, on thy throne, Thy garden grave and sealed stone. 3 Bid then thy hosts encamp around This chosen spot of holy ground: Here let calm hope with memory dwell, And faith of heavenly comfort tell: No thought of ill, no footstep rude, Profane the sacred solitude. 4 Here when thy mourners shall repair In lonely grief and trembling prayer, Lift thou sad hearts and streaming eyes To those fair glades of Paradise, Where safe within the guarded gate Thy ransomed souls in patience wait. 5 And when the valley, thick with corn, Shall laugh to see thy harvest-morn, Here may the angel reapers find Full many a sheaf for thee to bind, And in thy golden garner store, Our fruit of tears for evermore. Amen. John Ellerton, 1870 Also the following 166 The grave itself a garden is THE CHURCH MILITANT 421 463 6.6.6.6.8.8 ONE sole baptismal sign, J One Lord, below, above, One faith, one hope divine, One only watchword, Love: From different temples though it rise, One song ascendeth to the skies. 2 Our sacrifice is one, One Priest before the throne. The slain, the risen Son, Redeemer, Lord alone! And sighs from contrite hearts that spring, Our chief, our choicest offering. 3 Head of thy Church beneath, The catholic, the true, On all her members breathe, Her broken frame renew! Then shall thy perfect will be done, When Christians love and live as one. Amen. George Robinson, 1842 464 7.6.7.6 D. HE Church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord; She is his new creation By water and the word: From heaven he came and sought her To be his holy bride; With his own blood he bought her, And for her life he died. 422 THE CHURCH MILITANT 2 Elect from every nation, Yet one o'er all the earth, Her charter of salvation, One Lord, one faith, one birth; One holy Name she blesses, Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued. 3 Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore opprest, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distrest; Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, "How long?" And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song. 4 'Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war, She waits the consummation Of peace for evermore; Till with the vision glorious Her longing eyes are blest, And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest. 5 Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One, And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won. O happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we Like them, the meek and lowly, On high may dwell with thee. Amen. Samuel J. Stones 18S6 THE CHURCH MILITANT 423 4 6 5 Four 6's WE love the place, O God, Wherein thine honour dwells; The joy of thine abode All other joy excels. 2 We love the house of prayer, Wherein thy servants meet; For thou, O Load, art there Thy chosen ones to greet. 3 We love the sacred font, Wherein the holy Dove Bestows, as ever wont, His blessing from above. 4 We love thine altar, Lord, Its mysteries revere; For there, in faith adored We find thy presence near. 5 We love thy holy word, The lamp thou gav'st to guide All wanderers home, O Lord Home to their Father's side. 6 Then let us sing the love To us so freely given, Until we sing above The triumph song of heaven! Amen. William Bullock, 1864, alt. 4 6 6 Four 10's 9 RISE, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise ! Exalt thy towering head and lift thine eyes ! See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day. 424 THE: CHURCH MILITANT 2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn: See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies. 3 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend: See thy blight altars thronged with prostrate kings, While every land its joyous tribute brings. 4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; But fixed his word, his saving power remains; Thy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. Alexander Pope, 171! 4 6 7 Eight 7's PLEASANT are thy courts above, In the land of light and love; Pleasant are thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. O my spirit longs and faints For the converse of thy saints, For the brightness of thy face, For thy fullness, God of grace! 2 Happy birds that sing and fly Round thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest In a heavenly Father's breast! Like the wandering dove, that found No repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair And enjoy it ever there. THE CHURCH MILITANT 425 3 Happy souls! their praises flow Ever in this vale of woe; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies: On they go from strength to strength Till they reach thy throne at length, At thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win; Guide me through a world of sin; Keep me by thy saving grace; Give me at thy side a place. Sun and shield alike thou art; Guide and guard my erring heart. Grace and glory flow from thee; Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me! Amen. Henry F. Lyte, 1834,~ Psalm 84 468 8.7.8.7 D. GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Sion, city of our God; He whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode; On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2 See, the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove. Who can faint, when such a river Ever will their thirst assuage? Grace which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age. 426 THE CHURCH MILITANT 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. Thus deriving from their banner, Light by night, and shade by day, Safe they feed upon the manna, Which he gives them when they pray. 4 Blest inhabitants of Sion, Washed in the Redeemer's blood! Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God. 'Tis his love his people raises Over self to reign as kings: And as priests, his solemn praises Each for a thank-offering brings. John Newton, 1779, alt. 469 11.11.11.5 LORD of our life, and God of oursalvation, Star of our night, and hope of every nation, Hear and receive thy Church's supplication, Lord God Almighty. 2 See round thine ark the hungry billows curling! See how thy foes their banners are unfurling! Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling, Thou canst preserve us. THE CHURCH MILITANT 427 3 Lord, thou canst help when earthly armour faileth; Lord, thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth; Lord, o'er thy rock nor death nor hell prevaileth: Grant us thy peace, Lord! 4 Peace, in our hearts, our evil thoughts assuaging, Peace, in thy Church, where brothers are engaging, Peace, when the world its busy war is waging; Calm thy foes raging 5 Grant us thy help till backward they are driven; Grant them thy truth, that they may be forgiven; Grant peace on earth, and after we have striven, Peace in thy heaven. Amen. Philip Pusey, 1840 based or Matthaus A. Von Lowenstern, 1644 470 C.M. CITY of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are Of every age and clime. 2 One holy Church, one army strong, One steadfast high intent, One working band, one harvest song, One King omnipotent! 428 TIRE CHURCH MILITANT 3 How purely hath thy speech come down From man's primeval youth; How grandly hath thine empire grown Of freedom, love, and truth! 4 How gleam thy watchfires through the night With never-fainting ray! How rise thy towers, serene and bright, To meet the dawning day! 5 In vain the surge's angry shock, In vain the drifting sands: Unharmed upon the eternal Rock The eternal city stands. Samuel Johnson, 1860 471 O WHERE are kings and empires now Of old, that went and came? But, Lord, thy Church is praying yet, A thousand years the same. 2 We mark her goodly battlements, And her foundations strong We hear within the solemn voice Of her unending song. 3 For not like kingdoms of the world Thy holy Church, O God, Though earthquake shocks are threatening her, And tempests are abroad; 4 Unshaken as eternal hills, Immovable she stands, A mountain that shall fill the earth, A house not made by hands. Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1839, cento. LITANY OF THE CHURCH 429 472 L.M. TRIUMPHANT Sion, lift thy head l From dust, and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thine excellence be known: Decked in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer, His hand thy ruins shall repair: Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. Philip Doddridge, 1766, fit. Litany of the Church 473 7.7.7.6 JESUS, with thy Church abide, to Be her Saviour, Lord, and Guide, While on earth her faith is tried: We beseech thee, hear us. 2 Keep her life and doctrine pure, Help her, patient to endure, Trusting in thy promise sure: We beseech thee, hear us. 430 LITANY OF THE CHURCH 3 May her voice be ever clear, Warning of a judgment near, Telling of a Saviour dear: We beseech thee, hear us. 4 All her fettered powers release, Bid our strife and envy cease, Grant the heavenly gift of peace: We beseech thee, hear us. 5 May she one in doctrine be, One in truth and charity, Winning all to faith in thee: We beseech thee, hear us. 6 May she guide the poor and blind, Seek the lost until she find, And the broken-hearted bind: We beseech thee, hear us. 7 Save her love from growing cold, Make her watchmen strong and bold, Fence her round, thy peaceful fold: We beseech thee, hear us. 8 May her priests thy people feed, Shepherds of the flock indeed, Ready, where thou canst, to lead: We beseech thee, hear us. 9 Judge her not for work undone, Judge her not for fields unwon, Bless her works in thee begun: We beseech thee, hear us. to All that she has lost, restore, May her strength and zeal be more Than in brightest days of yore: We beseech thee, hear us. LITANY OF THE CHURCH 431 11 Raise her to her calling high, Let the nations far and nigh Hear thy heralds' warning cry: We beseech thee, hear us. 12 May her lamp of truth be bright, Bid her bear aloft its light Through the realms of heathen night: We beseech thee, hear us. 13 May her scattered children be From reproach of evil free, Blameless witnesses for thee: We beseech thee, hear us. 14 May she holy triumphs win, Overthrow the hosts of sin, Gather all the nations in: We beseech thee, hear us. 15 May she soon all glorious be, Spotless and from wrinkle free, Pure, and bright, and worthy thee. We beseech thee, hear us. Amen. Thomas B. Pollock, 187t Also the following 105 Thy kingdom come, O God 315 I love thy kingdom, Lord 481 Lord, her watch thy Church is keeping 432 MISSIONS 474 P.M. O SION, haste, thy mission high fulfilling, To tell to all the world that God is Light; That he who made all nations is not willing One soul should perish, lost in shades of night: Publish glad tidings; Tidings of peace; Tidings of Jesus, Redemption and release. 2 Behold how many thousands still are lying Bound in the darksome prison-house of sin, With none to tell them of the Saviour's dying, Or of the life he died for them to win. Publish, etc. 3 'Tis thine to save from peril of perdition The souls for whom the Lord his life laid down; Beware lest, slothful to fulfill thy mission Thou lose one jewel that should deck his crown. Publish, etc. 4 Proclaim to every people, tongue, and nation That God, in whom they live and move, is Love: Tell how he stooped to save his lost creation, And died on earth that man might live above. Publish, etc. MISSIONS 433 5 Give of thy sons to bear the message glorious; Give of thy wealth to speed them on their way, Pour out thy soul for them in prayer victorious; And all thou spendest Jesus will repay. Publish, etc. 6 He comes again! O Sion, ere thou meet him, Make known to every heart his saving grace; Let none whom he hath ransomed fail to greet him, Through thy neglect, unfit to see his face. Publish, etc. Mary A. Thomson, 1870 475 L.M. O SPIRIT of the living God, In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might, Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 Convert the nations! far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record The Name of Jesus glorify Till every people call him Lord. Amen. James Montgomery, 1825 434 MISSIONS 476 a .6.7.6 D. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 11 From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile: In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown; The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high; Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation, O salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's Name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. Reginald Beber, 1819 MISSIONS 435 477 7.6.7.6 D HASTEN the time appointed, By prophets long foretold When all shall dwell together, One Shepherd and one fold. Let every idol perish, To moles and bats be thrown And every prayer be offered To God in Christ alone. 2 Let Jew and Gentile, meeting From many a distant shore Around one altar kneeling, One common Lord adore. Let all that now divides us Remove and pass away, Like shadows of the morning Before the blaze of day. 3 Let all that now unites us A More sweet and lasting prove closer bond of union, In a blest land of love. Let war be learned no longer, Let strife and tumult cease, All earth his blessed kingdom The Lord and Prince of Peace. 4 O long-expected dawning, Come with thy cheering ray! When shall the morning brighten, The shadows flee away? O sweet anticipation! It cheers the watchers on To pray, and hope, and labour, Till the dark night be gone. Jane Borthwick, 1869 MISSIONS 478 8.7.8.7 SAVIOUR, sprinkle many nations; Fruitful let thy sorrows be; By thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto thee! 2 Of thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see thee in thy glory And thy mercy manifold. 3 Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for thee each mortal breast, Human tears for thee are flowing, Human hearts in thee would rest. 4 Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new-mown grass for rain Thee they seek as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. 5 Saviour, lo! the isles are waiting Stretched the hand and strained the sight, For thy Spirit, new creating, Love's pure flame, and wisdom's light. 6 Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung! Amen. Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1861 479 7.6.7.6 D. THE morning light is breaking; l The darkness disappears The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears; MISSIONS 437 Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Sion's war. 2 See heathen nations bending Before the God we love, And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above; While sinners now confessing, The Gospel call obey, And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day. 3 Blest river of salvation! Pursue thy onward way; Flow thou to every nation, Nor in thy richness stay: Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home; Stay not till all the holy Proclaim, "The Lord is come!" Samuel F. Smith, 1832! 480 L.M. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Doth his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 To him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head; His Name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his Name. 438 MISSIONS 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honours to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. Isaac Watts, 1719 481 s.~, .8.7 D. LORD, her watch thy Church is keeping: t When shall earth thy rule obey? When shall end the night of weeping? When shall break the promised day? See the whitening harvest languish, Waiting still the labourers' toil; Was it vain, thy Son's deep anguish? Shall the Strong retain the spoil? 2 Tidings, sent to every creature, Millions yet have never heard: Can they hear without a preacher? Lord almighty, give the word! Give the word! in every nation Let the Gospel trumpet sound, Witnessing a world's salvation, To the earth's remotest bound. 3 Then the end! Thy Church completed, All thy chosen gathered in, With their King in glory seated, Satan bound, and banished sing Gone for ever parting, weeping, Hunger, sorrow, death, and pain; Lo! her watch thy Church is keeping; Come, Lord Jesus, come to reign! Amen. Henry Downton, 1867 MISSIONS 439 482 L.M. FLING out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide; The sun that lights its shining folds, The cross, on which the Saviour died. 2 Fling out the banner! angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine. 3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, crowding to be born, Baptize their spirits in its light. 4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls That sink and perish in the strife, Shall touch in faith its radiant hem, And spring immortal into life. 5 Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the cross; Our only hope, the Crucified! 6 Fling out the banner! wide and high, Seaward and skyward, let it shine: Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours; W e conquer only in that sign. George W. Doane, 184S 483 P.M. p GOD is working his purpose out, As year succeeds to year: God is working his purpose out, And the time is drawing near; 440 MISSIONS Nearer and nearer draws the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. 2 From utmost east to utmost west, Where'er man's foot hath trod, By the mouth of many messengers Goes forth the voice of God; Give ear to me, ye continents, Ye isles, give ear to me, That the earth may be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. 3 What can we do to work God's work, To prosper and increase The brotherhood of all mankind, The reign of the Prince of Peace? What can we do to hasten the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. 4 March we forth in the strength of God, With the banner of Christ unfurled, That the light of the glorious gospel of truth May shine throughout the world: Fight we the fight with sorrow and sin To set their captives free, That the earth may be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. MISSIONS 441 5 All we can do is nothing worth, Unless God blesses the deed Vainly we hope for the harvest-tide, Till God gives life to the seed; Yet nearer and nearer draws the time, The time that shall surely be, When the earth shall be filled with the glory of God As the waters cover the sea. Arthur C. Ainger, 1894 484 L.M. SOON may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee; And over land and stream and main Wave thou the scepter of thy reign. 3 O that the anthem now might swell, And host to host the triumph tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns! Amen. Ascribed to Mrs. Cokes, 1816 485 7.5.7.5.7.7 LET the song go round the earth Jesus Christ is Lord Sound his praises, tell his worth, Be his Name adored Every clime and every tongue Join the grand, the glorious song! 442 MISSIONS 2 Let the song go round the earth From the eastern sea, Where the daylight has its birth, Glad, and bright, and free! China's millions join the strains, Waft them on to India's plains. 3 Let the song go round the earth! Lands where Islam's sway Darkly broods o'er home and hearth, Cast their bonds away! Let his praise from Afric's shore Rise and swell her wide lands o'er. 4 Let the song go round the earth! Where the summer smiles; Let the notes of holy mirth Break from distant isles! Inland forests, dark and dim, Icebound coasts give back the hymn. 5 Let the song go round the earth, Jesus Christ is King! With the story of his worth Let the whole world ring! Him creation all adore Evermore and evermore. Sarah C. Stocks, 1898 486 6.6.4.6.6.6.4 CHRIST for the world we sing! The world to Christ we bring With loving zeal; The poor, and them that mourn, The faint and overborne Sin-sick and sorrow-worn, Whom Christ doth heal. MISSIONS 443 2 Christ for the world we sing! The world to Christ we bring With fervent prayer; The wayward and the lost, By restless passions tossed Redeemed at countless cost From dark despair. 3 Christ for the world we sing! The world to Christ we bring, With one accord With us the work to share, With us reproach to dare, With us the cross to bear For Christ our Lord. 4 Christ for the world we sing! The world to Christ we bring With joyful song; The newborn souls, whose days, Reclaimed from error's ways Inspired with hope and praise, To Christ belong. Samuel Wolcott, 18S9 48 7 L.M. ARM of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on thy strength ! the nations shake ! And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne I am Jehovah, God alone: Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 444 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 3 Let Sion's time of favour come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim In every clime, of every name; Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Amen. William Shrubsole, 1796 Also the following 54 Hark! the glad sound! 55 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 66 O come, O come, Emmanuel 85 The Son of God goes forth to war 100 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 104 Thou, whose almighty word 105 Thy kingdom come, O God 106 Watchman, tell us of the night 107 O North, with all thy vales of green 190 Crown him with many crowns 193 Alleluia! sing to Jesus 238 Thy life was given for me 282 On Jordan's bank 468 Glorious things of thee are spoken 494 Where cross the crowded ways of life 530 Onward, Christian soldiers Brotherhood and Service 488 C.M. AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his Name? BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 445 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the cross, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. Amen. Isaac Watts, 12724 489 S.M. BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Jesus' love: The fellowship of Christian minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour united prayers; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one; Our comforts and our cares. 446 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we at death must part, Not like the world's, our pain; But one in Christ, and one in heart, We part to meet again. 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And sin, we shall be free And perfect love and friendship reign Throughout eternity. John Fawcett, 187S, al 490 L.M GO, labour on! spend and be spent! Thy joy to do the Father's will; It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still? 2 Go, labour on! 'tis not for naught Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain; Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises: what are men? 3 Go, labour on! enough, while here, If he shall praise thee, if he deign The willing heart to mark and cheer: No toil for him shall be in vain. 4 Go, labour on, while it is day! The world's dark night is hastening on: Speed, speed thy work! cast sloth away It is not thus that souls are won. BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 447 5 Toil on! faint not! keep watch, and pray! Be wise the erring soul to win! Go forth into the world's highway! Compel the wanderer to come in! 6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice! For toil comes rest, for exile home; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal, "Behold, I come!" Horatius Bonar, 1845 49 1 six lows ETERNAL Ruler of the ceaseless round Of circling planets singing on their way; Guide of the nations from the night profound Into the glory of the perfect day; Rule in our hearts, that we may ever be Guided and strengthened and upheld by thee. We are of thee, the children of thy love, The brothers of thy well-beloved Son; Descend, O Holy Spirit, like a dove Into our hearts, that we may be as one; As one with thee, to whom we ever tend, As one with him, our Brother and our Friend. 3 We would be one in hatred of all wrong, One in our love of all things sweet and fair, One with the joy that breaketh into song, One with the grief that trembles into prayer, One in the power that makes thy children free To follow truth, and thus to follow thee. 448 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 4 O clothe us with thy heavenly armour, Lord, Thy trusty shield, thy sword of love divine: Our inspiration be thy constant word; We ask no victories that are not thine. Give or withhold, let pain or pleasure be; Enough to know that we are serving thee. Amen. John W. Chadwick, 1864 4 92 S.M. RISE up, O men of God! Have done with lesser things, Give heart, and soul, and mind, and strength To serve the King of Kings. 2 Rise up, O men of God! His kingdom tarries long. Bring in the day of brotherhood And end the night of wrong. 3 Lift high the cross of Christ! Tread where his feet have trod. As brothers of the Son of man, Rise up, O men of God! William Pierson Merrill, 1911, abr. copyright, l9ll, by "The Continent." 493 L.M. O MASTER, let me walk with thee In lowly paths of service free; Tell me thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care. BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 449 2 Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of love; Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way. 3 Teach me thy patience; still with thee In closer, dearer company, In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In trust that triumphs over wrong, 4 In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future's broadening way, In peace that only thou canst give, With thee, O Master, let me live. Amen. Washington Gladden, 18,9 494 LM. WHERE cross the crowded ways of Where sound the cries of race and clan Above the noise of selfish strife, We hear thy voice, O Son of man. 2 In haunts of wretchedness and need, On shadowed thresholds dark with fears, From paths where hide the lures of greed, We catch the vision of thy tears. 3 From tender childhood's helplessness, From woman's grief, man's burdened toil, From famished souls, from sorrow's stress, Thy heart hath never known recoil 4 The cup of water given for thee Stills holds the freshness of thy grace; Yet long these multitudes to see The sweet compassion of thy face. 450 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 5 O Master, from the mountain side, Make haste to heal these hearts of pain; Among these restless throngs abide, O tread the city's streets again; 6 Till sons of men shall learn thy love, And follow where thy feet have trod; Till glorious from thy heaven above, Shall come the City of our God. Amen. Frank Mason North, 1906 495 7.6.7.6 D. BROTHERS, lift your voices, Triumphant songs to raise; Till heaven on high rejoices, And earth is filled with praise. Ten thousand hearts are bounding With holy hopes and free; The Gospel trump is sounding, The trump of Jubilee. 2 O Christian brothers, glorious Shall be the conflict's close: The cross hath been victorious, And shall be o'er its foes. Faith is our battle token: Our Leader all controls; Our trophies, fetters broken; Our captives, ransomed souls. 3 Not unto us: Lord Jesus, To thee all praise be due! Whose blood-bought mercy frees us, Has freed our brethren too. Not unto us: in glory The angels catch the strain, And cast their crowns before thee Exultingly again. BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 451 4 Captain of our salvation, Thy presence we adore: Praise, glory, adoration Be thine for evermore! Still on in conflict pressing On thee thy people call, Thee, King of kings confessing, Thee, crowning Lord of all. Amen. Edward H. Bickersteth, 18i,8 496 C.M. O LORD, and Master of us all, Whate'er our name or sign, We own thy sway, we hear thy call, We test our lives by thing 2 Thou judgest us; thy purity Doth all our lusts condemn; The love that draws us nearer thee Is hot with wrath to them; 3 Our thoughts lie open to thy sight And naked to thy glance Our secret sins are in the light Of thy pure countenance. 4 Yet weak and blinded though we be, Thou dost our service own; We bring our varying gifts to thee, And thou rejectest none. 5 To thee our full humanity, Its joys and pains belong; The wrong of man to man on thee Inflicts a deeper wrong. 452 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 6 Who hates, hates thee; who loves, becomes Therein to thee allied: All sweet accords of hearts and homes In thee are multiplied. 7 Apart from thee all gain is loss, All labour vainly done; The solemn shadow of the cross Is better than the sun. Amen. John G. Whittier, 1866 497 4.10.10.10.4 COME, labour on. t Who dares stand idle on the harvest plain, While all around him waves the golden grain? And to each servant does the Master say, "Go work to-day." 2 Come, labour on. Claim the high calling angels cannot share -- To young and old the gospel gladness bear: Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly. The night draws nigh. 3 Come, labour on. The enemy is watching night and day, To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away; While we in sleep our duty have forgot, He slumbered not. 4 Come, labour on. Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear! No arm so weak but may do service here: By feeblest agents may our God fulfill His righteous will. BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 453 5 Come, labour on. No time for rest, till glows the western sky, While the long shadows o'er our pathway lie, And a glad sound comes with the setting sun "Servants, well done." Jane Borthwick, 1869 498 C.M O GOD of truth, whose living Word Upholds whate'er hath breath, Look down on thy creation, Lord, Enslaved by sin and death. 2 Set up thy standard, Lord, that we Who claim a heavenly birth May march with thee to smite the lies That vex thy groaning earth. 3 Ah! would we join that blest array, And follow in the might Of him, the Faithful and the True, In raiment clean and white! 4 We fight for truth, we fight for God, Poor slaves of lies and sin! He who would fight for thee on earth Must first be true within. 5 Then, God of truth for whom we long, Thou who wilt hear our prayer, Do thine own battle in our hearts, And slay the falsehood there. Still smite, still burn, till naught is left But God's own truth and love; Then, Lord, as morning dew come down, Rest on us from above. 454 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 7 Yea, come; then, tried as in the fire, From every lie set free, Thy perfect truth shall dwell in us, And we shall live in thee. Amen. Thomas Hughes, 1869 499 C.M.D. OUR Father! thy dear Name doth show The greatness of thy love; All are thy children here below As in thy heaven above. One family on earth are we Throughout its widest span: O help us everywhere to see The brotherhood of man. 2 Alike we share thy tender care; We trust one heavenly Friend Before one mercy-seat in prayer In confidence we bend; Alike we hear thy loving call; One heavenly vision scan, One Lord, one faith, one hope for all, The brotherhood of man. 3 Bring in, we pray, the glorious day When battle cries are stilled; When bitter strife is swept away And hearts with love are filled. O help us banish pride and wrong, Which since the world began Have marred its peace; help us make strong The brotherhood of man. 4 Close knit the warm fraternal tie That makes the whole world one; Our discords change to harmony Like angel-songs begun: BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 455 At last, upon that brighter shore Complete thy glorious plan, And heaven shall crown for evermore The brotherhood of man. Amen. Charles H. Richards, 1910 500 6.4.6.4.6.6.4 MASTER, no offering, Gus Costly and sweet, May we, like Magdalene, Lay at thy feet; Yet may love's incense rise, Sweeter than sacrifice, Dear Lord, to thee. 2 Daily our lives would show Weakness made strong, Toilsome and gloomy ways Brightened with song; Some deeds of kindness done, Some souls by patience won, Dear Lord, to thee. 3 Some word of hope, for hearts Burdened with fears, Some balm of peace, for eyes Blinded with tears: Some dews of mercy shed, Some wayward footstep led, Dear Lord, to thee. 4 Thus, in thy service, Lord, Till eventide Closes the day of life, May we abide. And when earth's labours cease, Bid us depart in peace, Dear Lord, to thee. Amen. Edwin P. Parker, 1888 456 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 50 1 7.6.7.6.8.8.8.5 116 THEN wilt thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? Not kings and lords, but nations! Not thrones and crowns, but men! Flowers of thy heart, O God, are they; Let them not pass, like weeds, away, Their heritage a sunless day. God save the people! 2 Shall crime bring crime for ever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it thy will, O Father, That man shall toil for wrong? "No," say thy mountains; "No," thy skies; Man¹s clouded sun shall brightly rise, And songs be heard instead of sighs; God save the people! 3 When wilt thou save the people? O God of mercy, when? The people, Lord, the people, Not thrones and crowns, but men! God save the people; thine they are, Thy children, as thy angels fair; From vice, oppression, and despair, God save the people! Amen. Ebenezer Elliot 1860 502 L.M. LORD, speak to me, that I may speak In living echoes of thy tone; As thou hast sought, so let me seek, Thy erring children lost and lone. BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 457 2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet; O feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with rnanna sweet. 3 O strengthen me, that while I stand Firm on the Rock, and strong in thee, I may stretch out a loving hand To wrestlers with the troubled sea. 4 O teach me, Lord, that I may teach The precious things thou dost impart; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart. 5 O give thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing power A word in season, as from thee, To weary ones in needful hour. 6 O fill me with thy fullness, Lord Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, thy praise to show. 7 O use me, Lord, use even me Just as thou wilt, and when, and where; Until thy blessed face I see, Thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share. Amen. Frances R. Havergal, 1872 03 L.M. O GOD of mercy! hearken now Before thy throne we humbly bow; With heart and voice to thee we cry For all on earth who suffering lie. 458 BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 2 We seek thee where thou dwell'st on high, Beyond the glittering, starry sky: We find thee where thou dwell'st below Beside the beds of want and woe. 3 Be ours the hearts and hands to bless The sorrowing sons of wretchedness; Send thou the help we cannot give; Bid dying souls arise and live. 4 O let the healing waters spring, Touched by thy pitying angel's wing; With quickening power new strength impart To palsied will, to withered heart. 5 Where poverty in pain must lie, Where little suffering children cry, Bid us haste forth as called by thee, And in thy poor, thyself to see. 6 Be thou, O God eternal, blest, Thy holy Name on earth confess! Echo thy praise from every shore For ever and for evermore., Amen. Emily Vernon Clark, 1891 504 7.7.7.7.8.8.8.8 HOLY offerings, rich and rare, Offerings of praise and prayer, Purer life and purpose high, Clasped hands, uplifted eye, Lowly acts of adoration To the God of our salvation; . On his altar laid, we leave them. Christ, present them! God, recede them! BROTHERHOOD AND SERVICE 459 2 Homage of each humble heart, Ere we from thy house depart Worship fervent, deep and high, Adoration, ecstasy All that childlike love can render Of devotion true and tender; On thine altar laid, we leave them: Christ, present them! God, receive them! 3 To the Father, and the Son And the Spirit, Three in One, Though our mortal weakness raise Offerings of imperfect praise, Yet with hearts bowed down most lowly Crying, Holy! Holy! Holy! On thine altar laid, we leave them: Christ, present them! God, receive them! Amen. John S. B. Morsels, 1867, abr. 505 C.M. THROUGH him, who all our sickness felt, Who all our sorrows bare, Through him, in whom thy fullness dwelt, We lift to thee our prayer. 2 Help us to help each other, Lord, Each other's burdens bear; Let each his friendly aid afford, To soothe another's care. 3 Help us to build each other up, Help us ourselves to prove Increase our faith, confirm our hope And perfect us in love. 460 TEMPERANCE 4 Complete at length thy work of grace, And take us to thy rest, Among the saints who see thy face, To be for ever blest. Amen. Charles Wesley, 1782, cento Also the following 99 Hail to the Lord's Anointed 105 Thy kingdom come, O God 115 Soldiers of the cross, arise 125 Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee 181 O Jesus, crowned with all renown 268 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult 280 O Son of God, our Captain of salvation 300 Lo! what a cloud of witnesses 307 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear 312 God of mercy, God of grace 337 Thou, who at thy first Eucharist didst pray 538 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus 539 Through the night of doubt and sorrow 506 Temperance 8.8.8.7 FATHER, who on man dost shower, 11 Gifts of plenty from thy dower, To thy people give the power All thy gifts to use aright. 2 Give pure happiness in leisure, Temperance in every pleasure, Holy use of earthly treasure, Bodies clear and spirits bright. 3 Lift from this and every nation All that brings us degradation; Quell the forces of temptation; Put thine enemies to flight. THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 461 4 Be with us, thy strength supplying, That with energy undying, Every foe of man defying, We may rally to the fight. 5 Thou who art our Captain, ever Lead us on to great endeavour May thy Church the world deliver, Give us wisdom, courage, might. 6 Father, who hast sought and found us, Son of God, whose love has bound us, Holy Ghost, within us, round us, Hear us, Godhead infinite. Amen. Percy Dearmer, 1906 Also the following 215 Jesus, my strength, my hope The Church Triumphant 507 8.7.8.7.S.7 LIGHT'S abode, celestial Salem, I Vision whence true peace doth spring, Brighter than the heart can fancy, Mansion of the highest King; O how glorious are the praises Which of thee the prophets sing! 2 There for ever and for ever Alleluia is outpoured For unending, for unbroken Is the feast-day of the Lord; All is pure and all is holy That within thy walls is stored. 462 THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 3 There no cloud nor passing vapour Dims the brightness of the air; Endless noonday, glorious noonday, From the Sun of suns is there; There no night brings rest from labour, For unknown are toil and care. 4 O how glorious and resplendent, Fragile body, shalt thou be, When endued with so much beauty, Full of health, and strong, and free, Full of vigour, full of pleasure That shall last eternally! 5 Now with gladness, now with courage, Bear the burden on thee laid, That hereafter these thy labours May with endless gifts be paid, And in everlasting glory Thou with brightness be arrayed. 6 Laud and honour to the Father, Laud and honour to the Son, Laud and honour to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, Co-eternal, While unending ages run. Amen. St. Thomas a Kempis, 1379-1471 Tr. John Mason Neale, 1868 508 8.7.8.7.8.7 BLESSED city, heavenly Salem, Vision dear of peace and love, Who of living stones art builded In the height of heaven above, And, with angel hosts encircled, As a bride dost earthward move; THE CHURCH}I TRIUMPHANT 463 2 From celestial realms descending, Bridal glory round thee shed, Meet for him whose love espoused thee, To thy Lord shalt thou be led; All thy streets and all thy bulwarks Of pure gold are fashioned. 3 Bright thy gates of pearl are shining, They are open evermore; And by virtue of his merits Thither faithful souls do soar, Who, for Christ's dear Name, in this world Pain and tribulation bore. 4 Many a blow and biting sculpture Polished well those stones elect, In their places now compacted By the heavenly Architect, Who therewith hath willed for ever That his palace should be decked. 5 Laud and honour to the Father, Laud and honour to the Son, Laud and honour to the Spirit, Ever Three, and ever One, Consubstantial, Co-eternal, While unending ages run. Amen. Latin, c. 7th cent.; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1861 509 7.6.7.6 HEAVENLY Jerusalem, Of everlasting halls, Thrice blessed are the people Thou storest in thy walls. 2 Thou art the golden mansion, Where saints for ever sing, The seat of God's own chosen, The palace of the King. 464 THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 3 There God for ever sitteth, Himself of all the crown; The Lamb, the Light that shineth, And never goeth down. 4 Naught to this seat approacheth Their sweet peace to molest; They sing their God for ever, Nor day nor night they rest. 5 Sure hope doth thither lead us; Our longings thither tend; May short-lived toil ne'er daunt us For joys that cannot end. 6 To Christ, the Sun that lightens His Church above, below; To Father, and to Spirit All things created bow. Amen. Tr. Isaac Williams, 1839 510 C.M. O MOTHER dear, Jerusalem, When shall I come to thee? When shall my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see? 2 O happy harbour of God's saints O sweet and pleasant soil! In thee no sorrow can be found, Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 3 No murky cloud o'ershadows thee, Nor gloom, nor darksome night; But every soul shines as the sun; For God himself gives light. THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 465 4 O my sweet home, Jerusalem, Thy joys when shall I see? The King that sitteth on thy throne In his felicity? 5 Thy gardens and thy goodly walks Continually are green, Where grow such sweet and pleasant flowers As nowhere else are seen. 6 Right through thy streets, with silver sound, The living waters flow, And on the banks, on either side The trees of life do grow. 7 Those trees for evermore bear fruit, And evermore do spring: There evermore the angels are And evermore do sing. 8 Jerusalem, my happy home, Would God I were in thee! Would God my woes were at an end, Thy joys that I might see! "F. B. P.," 168S, all. 51 1 , .6.7.6 D. JERUSALEM the golden! With milk and honey blest; Beneath thy contemplation Sink heart and voice opprest. I know not, O I know not, What joys await us there! What radiancy of glory! What bliss beyond compared 466 THE CHURCH TRlUMPHANT 2 They stand, those halls of Sion, All jubilant with song, And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen. 3 There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. And they who with their Leader Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white. 4 O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest! Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. St. Bernard of Cluny, 1146; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1858 512 7.6.7.6 D. FOR thee, O dear, dear country, Mine eyes their vigils keep; For very love beholding Thy holy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory Is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, And love, and life, and rest. THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 467 2 O one, O only mansion! O Paradise of joy! Where tears are ever banished And smiles have no alloy; Thy loveliness oppresses All human thought and heart And none, O Peace, O Sion Can sing thee as thou art. 3 With jasper glow thy bulwarks, Thy streets with emeralds blaze The sardius and the topaz Unite in thee their rays; Thine ageless walls are bonded With amethyst unpriced; The saints build up thy fabric, And the corner-stone is Christ 4 The cross is all thy splendour The Crucified thy praise His laud and benediction Thy ransomed people raise: Upon the Rock of Ages They build thy holy tower; Thine is the victor's laurel, And thine the golden dower. 5 O sweet and blessed country The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country, That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest; Who art, with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. ft. Bernard of Clung, 1146; John Mason Neale, 1868 468 THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 513 C.M. THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Eternal day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-fading flowers; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Bright fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dressed in living green; So to the Jews fair Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross the narrow sea; And linger, trembling on the brink, And fear to launch away. 5 O could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love, With faith's illumined eyes 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. Isaac Watts, 1709, alt. 514- C.M. JERUSALEM, my happy home, Name ever dear to me, When shall my labours have an end In joy, and peace, and thee? THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 469 2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold? Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold? 3 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know: Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you. 4 Why should I shrink from pain and woe, Or feel at death dismay? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Saviour stand: And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home, My soul still pants for thee; Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joys shall see. Joseph Bromehead, 1796, based on "F. B. P.," 1583 515 Eight 6's THERE is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crowned, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. 470 THE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT 2 There is a land of peace: Good angels know it well; Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell; Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father One, And Spirit, evermore. 3 O joy all joys beyond, To see the Lamb who died, And count each sacred wound In hands, and feet, and side! To give to him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things he hath done! 4 Look up, ye saints of God! Nor fear to tread below The path your Saviour trod Of daily toil and woe! Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love! His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. Henry W. Baker, 1861 516 S.M. FOR ever with the Lord! Amen! so let it be! Life from the dead is in that word, And immortality. 2 Here in the body pent, Absent from him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. PROCESSIONALS 471 3 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear! 4 Ah! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above! 5 Then, then I feel that he, Remembered or forgot, The Lord, is never far from me Though I perceive him not. 6 So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. James Montgomery, 183o VI. PROCESSIONALS 5 1 7 Four 7's CHILDREN of the heavenly King, b As ye journey, sweetly sing! Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways! 2 We are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod: They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light! Sion's city is in sight: There our endless home shall be, There our Lord we soon shall see. 472 PROCESSIONALS 4 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand On the borders of your land; Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on. 5 Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below; Only thou our leader be, And we will still follow thee. Amen. John Cennick, 1745 518 6.5.,12 lines HARK! the voice eternal, Al Robed in majesty, Caging into being Earth and sea and sky Hark! in countless numbers All the angel-throng Hail creation's morning With one burst of song. High in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reign, O King immortal, Holy, infinite. 2 Bright the world and glorious, Calm both earth and sea, Noble in its grandeur Stood man's purity; Came the great transgression, Came the saddening fall, Death and desolation Breathing over all. Still in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigned the King immortal, Holy, infinite. PROCESSIONALS 473 3 Long the nations waited, Through the troubled night, Looking, longing, yearning, For the promised light. Prophets saw the morning Breaking far away, Minstrels sang the splendour Of that opening day; Whilst in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigned the King immortal, Holy, infinite. 4 Brightly dawned the Advent Of the newborn King, Joyously the watchers Heard the angels sing. Sadly closed the evening Of his hallowed life, As the noontide darkness Veiled the last dread strife Lo! again in glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reigns the King immortal, Holy, infinite. 5 Lo! again he cometh, Robed in clouds of fight, As the Judge eternal, Armed with power and might. Nations to his footstool Gathered then shall be; Earth shall yield her treasures, And her dead, the sea. Till the trumpet soundeth, 'Mid eternal light Reign, thou King immortal, Holy, infinite. 474 PROCESSIONALS 6 Jesus! Lord and Master, Prophet, Priest, and King, To thy feet, triumphant, Hallowed praise we bring. Thine the pain and weeping, Thine the victory; Power, and praise, and honour, Be, O Lord, to thee. High in regal glory, 'Mid eternal light, Reign, O King immortal, Holy, infinite. Amen. John Julian, 188D 5 1 9 l 1. lo. l l . lo ANCIENT of Days, who sittest, throned in glory; To thee all knees are bent, all voices pray; Thy love has blessed the wide world's wondrous story, With light and life since Eden's dawning day. 2 O Holy Father, who hast led thy children In all the ages, with the Fire and Cloud, Through seas dry-shod, through weary wastes bewildering, To thee, in reverent love, our hearts are bowed. 3 O Holy Jesus, Prince of Peace and Saviour, To thee we owe the peace that still prevails, Stilling the rude wills of men's wild behaviour, And calming passion's fierce and stormy gales. PROCESSIONALS 475 O Holy Ghost, the Lord and the Life-giver, Thine is the quickening power that gives increase. From thee have flowed, as from a pleasant river Our plenty, wealth, prosperity, and peace. 5 O Triune God, with heart and voice adoring, Praise we the goodness that doth crown our days Pray we that thou wilt hear us, still imploring Thy love and favour, kept to us always. Amen. William C. Doane, 1886 520 8.7.8.7 D ALLELUIA! Alleluia! Hearts and voices heavenward raise: Sing to God a hymn of gladness, Sing to God a hymn of praise: He, who on the cross a victim, For the world's salvation bled Jesus Christ, the King of glory, Now is risen from the dead 2 Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, On this holy Easter morn: Christ has triumphed, and we conquer By his mighty enterprise, We with him to life eternal By his resurrection rise. 476 PROCESSIONALS 3 Christ is risen, Christ, the first-fruits Of the holy harvest-field, Which will all its full abundance At his second coming yield: Then the golden ears of harvest Will their heads before him wave, Ripened by his glorious sunshine From the furrows of the grave. 4 Christ is risen, we are risen! Shed upon us heavenly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory From the brightness of thy face: That, with hearts in heaven dwelling, We on earth may fruitful be, And by angel hands be gathered, And be ever, Lord, with thee. 5 Alleluia! Alleluia! Glory be to God on high; Alleluia to the Saviour Who has won the victory; Alleluia to the Spirit, Fount of love and sanctity; Alleluia ! Alleluia ! To the Triune Majesty. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 1872 52 1 6.6.6.6.8.8 REJOICE, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore! Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore. Lift up your heart! lift up your voice! Rejoice! again I say, rejoice! PROCESSIONALS 477 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love: When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above. Lift up your heart! lift up your voice! Rejoice! again I say, rejoice! 3 He sits at God's right hand, Till all his foes submit, And bow to his command, And fall beneath his feet. Lift up your heart! lift up your voice! Rejoice! again I say, rejoice! 4 Rejoice in glorious hope! Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home. We soon shall hear the archangel's voice; The trump of God shall sound: Rejoice! Charles Wesley 1746: alt. John Taylor, 1796 52 2 8.7.8.7 D. SEE the Conqueror mounts in triumph: See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds, his chariot, To his heavenly palace gate! Hark! the choirs of angel voices Joyful alleluias sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heavenly King. 2 Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He hath gained the victory! 478 PROCESSIONALS He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan; He by death has spoiled his foes. 3 While he raised his hands in blessing, He was parted from his friends While their eager eyes behold him, He upon the clouds ascends; He who walked with God and pleased him, Preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated To his everlasting home. 4 Now our heavenly Aaron enters, With his blood, within the veil; Joshua now is come to Canaan, And the kings before him quail; Now he plants the tribes of Israel In their promised resting-place; Now our great Elijah offers Double portion of his grace. 5 Thou hast raised our human nature On the clouds to God's right hand: There we sit in heavenly places, There with thee in glory stand. Jesus reigns, adored by angels; Man with God is on the throne; Mighty Lord, in thine Ascension, We by faith behold our own. Amen. Christopher Wordsworth, 186J2 523 6.5., 12 lines JESUS, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear thy children cry. PROCESSIONALS 479 Pardon our transgressions, Cleanse us from our sin; By thy Spirit help us Heavenly life to win. Jesus, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear thy children cry. 2 On this day of gladness, Bending low the knee In thine earthly temple, Lord, we worship thee; Celebrate thy goodness, Mercy, grace, and truth, All thy loving guidance Of our heedless youth. Jesus, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear our grateful cry. 3 For the little children Who have come to thee; For the glad, bright spirits Who thy glory see; For the loved ones resting In thy dear embrace; For the pure and holy Who behold thy face, Jesus, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear our grateful cry. 4 For thy faithful servants Who have entered in; For thy fearless soldiers Who have conquered sin; 480 PROCESSIONALS For the countless legions Who have followed thee, Heedless of the danger, On to victory Jesus, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear our grateful cry. 5 When the shadows lengthen, Show us, Lord, thy way; Through the darkness lead us To the heavenly day. When our course is finished, Ended all the strife, Grant us with the faithful Palms and crowns of life. Jesus, King of glory, Throned above the sky, Jesus, tender Saviour, Hear thy children cry. Amen. W. Hope Davison, 1887 5 2 4 6 .5., 12 lines HEAR us, thou that broodedst O'er the watery deep, Waking all creation From its primal sleep; Holy Spirit, breathing Breath of life divine, Breathe into our spirits, Blending them with thine. Light and Life immortal! Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise. PROCESSIONALS 481 2 When the sun ariseth In a cloudless sky, May we feel thy presence, Holy Spirit, nigh; Shed thy radiance o'er us, Keep it cloudless still, Through the day before us, Perfecting thy will. Light and Life immortal! etc. 3 When the fight is fiercest In the noontide heat, Bear us, Holy Spirit, To our Saviour's feet; There to find a refuge Till our work is done, There to fight the battle Till the battle's won. Light and Life immortal! etc. 4 If the day be falling Sadly as it goes, Slowly in its sadness Sinking to its close, May thy love in mercy, Kindling, ere it die, Cast a ray of glory O'er our evening sky. Light and Life immortal! etc. 5 Morning, noon, and evening, Whensoe'er it be, Grant us, gracious Spirit, Quickening life in thee: Life that gives us, living, Life of heavenly love, Life that brings us, dying, Life from heaven above. 482 PROCESSIONALS Light and Life immortal! Hear us as we raise Hearts, as well as voices, Mingling prayer and praise. Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1873 PART I 525 L.M.D. I BIND unto myself to-day The strong Name of the Trinity, By invocation of the same, The Three in One and One in Three. 2 I bind this day to me for ever, By power of faith, Christ's Incarnation; His baptism in Jordan river His death on cross for my salvation; His bursting from the spiced tomb; His riding up the heavenly way; His coming at the day of doom: I bind unto myself to-day. 3 I bind unto myself the power Of the great love of cherubim; The sweet ' Well done ' in judgment hour; The service of the seraphim; Confessors' faith, apostles' word, The patriarchs' prayers, the prophets' scrolls; All good deeds done unto the Lord, And purity of virgin souls. 4 I bind unto myself to-day The virtues of the star-lit heaven, The glorious sun's life-giving ray, The whiteness of the moon at even The flashing of the lightning free, The whirling wind's tempestuous shocks, The stable earth, the deep salt sea, Around the old eternal rocks. PROCESSIONALS 483 5 I bind unto myself to-day The power of God to hold and lead, His eye to watch, his might to stay, His ear to hearken to my need; The wisdom of my God to teach, His hand to guide, his shield to ward; The word of God to give me speech, His heavenly host to be my guard. PART II 6 Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger. 7 I bind unto myself the Name, The strong Name of the Trinity; By invocation of the same, The Three in One, and One in Three. Of whom all nature hath creation; Eternal Father, Spirit, Word: Praise to the Lord of my salvation, Salvation is of Christ the Lord. Amen. St. Patrick, S72-466, Tr. Cecil Frances Alexander, ]886 526 7.6.7.6 D. SAVIOUR, precious Saviour, Whom yet unseen we love! O Name of might and favour, All other names above! We worship thee, we bless thee, To thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise thee, and confess thee Our holy Lord and King. 484 PROCESSIONALS 2 O bringer of salvation, Who wondrously hast wrought, Thyself the revelation Of love beyond our thought; We worship thee, we bless thee, To thee, O Christ, we sing; We praise thee, and confess thee Our gracious Lord and King. 3 In thee all fullness dwelleth, All grace and power divine; The glory that excelleth, O Son of God, is thine; We worship thee, we bless thee, To thee, O Christ, we sing: We praise thee, and confess thee Our glorious Lord and King. 4 O grant the consummation Of this our song above, In endless adoration, And everlasting love! Then shall we praise and bless thee Where perfect praises ring, And evermore confess thee Our Saviour and our King. Amen. Frances R. Havergal, I870 527 6.5.6.5 D. SAVIOUR, blessed Saviour, Listen while we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King. All we have we offer; All we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, All we yield to thee. PROCESSIONAL 485 2 Nearer, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to thee, Deep in adoration Bending low the knee: Thou for our redemption Cam'st on earth to die: Thou, that we might follow, Hast gone up on high. 3 Great, and ever greater, Are thy mercies here; True and everlasting Are the glories there, Where no pain or sorrow, Toil or care, is known, Where the angel legions Circle round thy throne. 4 Clearer still, and clearer, Dawns the light from heaven, In our sadness bringing News of sins forgiven; Life has lost its shadows; Pure the light within Thou hast shed thy radiance On a world of sin. 5 Brighter still, and brighter, Glows the western sun, Shedding all its gladness O'er our work that's done; Time will soon be over, Toil and sorrow past, May we, blessed Saviour, Find a rest at last! 6 Onward, ever onward Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God! 486 PROCESSIONALS Leaving all behind us, May we hasten on Backward never looking Till the prize is won. 7 Bliss, all bliss excelling, When the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgetting, Finds its promised goal; Where in joys unheard of Saints with angels song, Never weary raising Praises to their King. Amen. Godfrey Thring, 1862 528 6.5.6.5 D. AT the Name of Jesus Every knee shall bow, Every tongue confess him King of glory now; Tis the Father's pleasure We should call him Lord, Who from the beginning Was the mighty Word. 2 At his voice creation Sprang at once to sight, All the angel faces, All the hosts of light, Thrones and dominations, Stars upon their way, All the heavenly orders, In their great array. 3 Humbled for a season, To receive a Name From the lips of sinners, Unto whom he came, PROFESSIONALS 487 Faithfully he bore it Spotless to the last, Brought it back victorious, When from death he passed; 4 Bore it up triumphant, With its human light Through all ranks of creatures, To the central height: To the throne of Godhead, To the Father's breast, Filled it with the glory Of that perfect rest. 5 In your hearts enthrone him; There let him subdue All that is not holy, All that is not true: Crown him as your Captain In temptation's hour; Let his will enfold you In its light and power. Brothers, this Lord Jesus Shall return again, With his Father's glory, With his angel train; For all wreaths of empire Meet upon his brow, And our hearts confess him King of Glory now. Caroline Maria Noel, I870 52 9 6.5., 12 lines 2 RIGHTLY gleams our banner, Lo Pointing to the sky Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. 488 PROCESSIONALS Journeying o'er the desert, Gladly thus we pray, And with hearts united Take our heavenward way. Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. 2 Jesus, Lord and Master, At thy sacred feet, Here with hearts rejoicing See thy children meet: Often have we left thee, Often gone astray; Keep us, mighty Saviour, In the narrow way. Brightly gleams, etc. 3 All our days direct us In the way we go; Lead us on victorious Over every foe: Bid thine angels shield us When the storm clouds lower, Pardon, Lord, and save us In the last dread hour. Brightly gleams, etc. 4 Then with saints and angels May we join above, Offering prayers and praises At thy throne of love. When the toil is over, Then comes rest and peace, Jesus in his beauty! Songs that never cease! Brightly gleams, etc. Amen. Thomas J. Potter, 1880 PROCESSIONALS 489 530 6.5., 12 lines ONWARD, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before! Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe Forward into battle, See, his banners go. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before! 2 At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory! Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise Onward, etc. 3 Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod; We are not divided, All one Body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. Onward, etc. 4 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain; 490 PROCESSIONALS Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that Church prevail; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward, etc. 5 Onward, then, ye people! Join our happy throng! Blend with ours your voices In the triumph song! Glory, laud, and honour, Unto Christ the King; This through countless ages Men and angels sing. Onward, etc. Amen. Sabine Baring-Gould, 18a4 531 6.5., 12 lines FORWARD! be our watchword, Steps and voices joined; Seek the things before us, Not a look behind; Burns the fiery pillar At our army's head; Who shall dream of shrinking, By our Captain led? Forward through the desert, Through the toil and fight! Jordan flows before us Sion beams with light. 2 Glories upon glories Hath our God prepared, By the souls that love him One day to be shared; Eye hath not beheld them, Ear hath never heard; PROCESSIONALS 491 Nor of these hath uttered Thought or speech a word; Forward! marching eastward, Where the heaven is bright, Till the veil be lifted, Till our faith be sight. 3 Far o'er yon horizon Rise the city towers, Where our God abideth; That fair home is ours: Flash the streets with jasper, Shine the gates with gold; Flows the gladdening river Shedding joys untold. Thither, onward thither, In the Spirit's might! Pilgrims to your country, Forward into light! 4 To the eternal Father Loudest anthems raise; To the Son and Spirit Echo songs of praise; To the Lord of glory, Blessed Three in One, Be by men and angels Endless honour done. Weak are earthly praises, Dull the songs of night: Forward into triumph! Forward into light! Amen. Henry Afford, 1871 492 PROCESSIONALS 532 6.5., 12 lines ON our way rejoicing, As we homeward move, Hearken to our praises, O thou God of love! Is there grief or sadness? Thine it cannot be! Is our sky beclouded? Clouds are not from thee! On our way rejoicing, As we homeward move, Hearken to our praises, O thou God of love! 2 If with honest-hearted Love for God and man, Day by day thou find us Doing what we can, Thou who giv'st the seedtime Wilt give large increase Crown the head with blessings, Fill the heart with peace. On our way rejoicing, etc. 3 On our way rejoicing Gladly let us go; Conquered hath our Leader, Vanquished is our foe! Christ without, our safety; Christ within, our joy; Who, if we be faithful, Can our hope destroy? On our way rejoicing, etc. 4 Unto God the Father Joyful songs we sing; Unto God the Saviour Thankful hearts we bring; PROCESSIONALS 493 Unto God the Spirit Bow we and adore, On our way rejoicing Now and evermore! On our way rejoicing, etc. Amen. John S. B. Monsell, 1863 533 P.M. WE march, we march to victory! With the cross of the Lord before us, With his loving eye looking down from the sky, And his holy arm spread o'er us. We come in the might of the Lord of light, In reverent train to meet him; And we put to flight the armies of night, That the sons of the day may greet him. We march, we march, etc. 2 Our sword is the Spirit of God on high, Our helmet is his salvation, Our banner, the cross of Calvary, Our watchword, the Incarnation. We march, we march, etc. 3 And the choir of angels with song awaits Our march to the golden Sion; For our Captain has broken the brazen gates, And burst the bars of iron. We march, we march, etc. 4 Then onward we march, our arms to prove, With the banner of Christ before us, With his eye of love looking down from above, And his holy arm spread o'er us. 494 PROCESSIONALS We march, we march to victory! With the cross of the Lord before us, With his loving eye looking down from the sky, And his holy arm spread o'er us. Gerard Moultrie, /867 534 7.6.7.6 D. LEAD on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come; Henceforth in fields of conquest Thy tents shall be our home: Through days of preparation Thy grace has made us strong, And now, O King Eternal, We lift our battle-song. 2 Lead on, O King Eternal, Till sin's fierce war shall cease, And holiness shall whisper The sweet Amen of peace; For not with swords loud clashing, Nor roll of stirring drums, But deeds of love and mercy, The heavenly kingdom comes. 3 Lead on, O King Eternal: We follow, not with fears; For gladness breaks like morning Where'er thy face appears; Thy cross is lifted o'er us; We journey in its light: The crown awaits the conquest; Lead on, O God of might. Amen. Ernest W. Shurtleff, 1888 PROCESSIONALS 495 535 7.6.7.6 D. O forward, Christian soldier, u Beneath his banner true! The Lord himself, thy Leader, Shall all thy foes subdue. His love foretells thy trials; He knows thine hourly need; He can with bread of heaven Thy fainting spirit feed. 2 Go forward, Christian soldier! Fear not the secret foe; Far more o'er thee are watching Than human eyes can know: Trust only Christ, thy Captain; Cease not to watch and pray; Heed not the treacherous voices That lure thy soul astray. 3 Go forward, Christian soldier! Nor dream of peaceful rest, Till Satan's host is vanquished And heaven is all possessed! Till Christ himself shall call thee To lay thine armour by, And wear in endless glory The crown of victory! 4 Go forward, Christian soldier! Fear not the gathering night: The Lord has been thy shelter; The Lord will be thy light. When morn his face revealeth, Thy dangers all are past: O pray that faith and virtue May keep thee to the last! Laurence Tuttiett, 1861 496 PROCESSIONALS 536 7.6.7.6 HAPPY band of pilgrims, If onward ye will tread With Jesus as your fellow To Jesus as your head! 2 O happy if ye labour As Jesus did for men! O happy if ye hunger As Jesus hungered then! 3 The cross that Jesus carried, He carried as your due: The crown that Jesus weareth, He weareth it for you. 4 The faith by which ye see him, The hope in which ye yearn, The love that through all troubles To him alone will turn; 5 The trials that beset you, The sorrows ye endure, The manifold temptations That death alone can cure; 6 What are they but his jewels, Of right celestial worth? What are they but the ladder Set up to heaven on earth? 7 O happy band of pilgrims, Look upward to the skies, Where such a light affliction Shall win so great a prize! PROCESSIONALS 49 t 8 To Father, Son, and Spirit, The God whom we adore, Be loftiest praises given, Now and for evermore. Amen. St. Joseph the Hymnographer, 860; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862, alt. 537 S.M. REJOICE, ye pure in heart! Rejoice, give thanks, and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! 2 Bright youth and snow-crowned age, Strong men and maidens meek: Raise high your free, exulting song! God's wondrous praises speak! 3 With all the angel choirs, With all the saints of earth, Pour out the strains of joy and bliss, True rapture, noblest mirth! 4 Your clear hosannas raise, And alleluias loud! Whilst answering echoes upward float, Like wreaths of incense cloud. 5 Yes, on through life's long path! Still chanting as ye go; From youth to age by night and day, In gladness and m woe. 6 Still lift your standard high! Still march in firm array! As warriors through the darkness toil, Till dawns the golden day! 498 PROCESSIONALS 7 At last the march shall end; The wearied ones shall rest; The pilgrims find their Father's house, Jerusalem the blest. 8 Then on, ye pure in heart! Rejoice, give thanks, and sing! Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King! Edward H. Plumptre, 1866 538 7.6.7.6 D. STAND up, stand up, for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross! Lift high his royal banner! It must not suffer loss: From victory unto victory His army shall he lead; Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! The trumpet call obey! Forth to the mighty conflict In this his glorious day! Ye that are men now serve him Against unnumbered foes! Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! Stand in his strength alone! The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own: Put on the Gospel armour, And watching unto prayer, When duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there! PROCESSIONALS 499 4 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! The strife will not be long: This day, the noise of battle; The next, the victor's song. To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be; He with the King of glory Shall reign eternally. George Duffield, Jr., €868 539 8.7.8.7 D. THROUGH the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation, Marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding light: Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. 2 One, the light of God's own presence, O'er his ransomed people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread: One, the object of our journey, One, the faith which never tires, One, the earnest looking forward, One, the hope our God inspires. 3 One! the strain the lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one; One the conflict, one the peril One, the march in God begun: One, the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the One Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. 500 PROCESSIONALS 4 Onward therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward, with the cross our aid! Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we rest beneath its shade! Soon shall come the great awaking; Soon the rending of the tomb Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom! Danish; Bernhard S. Ingemann, 1826: Tr. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1867 540 6.5.6.5 D. THOSE eternal bowers Man hath never trod Those unfading flowers Round the throne of God: Who may hope to gain them After weary fight? Who at length attain them, Clad in robes of white? 2 He who wakes from slumber At the Spirit's voice, Daring here to number Things unseen his choice: He who casts his burden Down at Jesus' cross; Christ's reproach his guerdon, All beside but loss. 3 He who gladly barters All on earthly ground He who, like the martyrs, Says, "I will be crowned"; He whose one oblation Is a life of love, Knit in God's salvation . To the blest above. PROCESSIONALS 501 4 Shame upon you, legions Of the heavenly King, Citizens of regions Past imagining! What! with pipe and tabour Dream away the light, When he bids you labour, When he tells you, "Fight"? 5 Jesus, Lord of glory, As we breast the tide, Whisper thou the story Of the other side; Where the saints are casting Crowns before thy feet, Safe for everlasting, In thyself complete. Amen. St. John of Damascus, 7Z49 Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862P, alt 541 , .6.7.6 D. TEN thousand times ten thousand In sparkling raiment bright The armies of the ransomed saints Throng up the steeps of light: 'Tis finished! all is finished, Their fight with death and sin: Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in. 2 What rush of alleluias Fills all the earth and sky! What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made! O joy, for all its former woes A thousand-fold repaid! 502 PROCESSIONALS 3 O then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore! What knitting severed friendships up, Where partings are no more! Then eyes with joy shall sparkle That brimmed with tears of late; Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. 4 Bring near thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain Fill up the roll of thine elect, Then take thy power and reign! Appear, Desire of nations! Thine exiles long for home: Show in the heavens thy promised sign! Thou Prince and Saviour, come! Amen. Henry Afford, 1867 542 7.6.8.6 D. I HEARD a sound of voices Around the great white throne, With harpers harping on their harps To him that sat thereon: "Salvation, glory, honour!" I heard the song arise As through the courts of heaven it rolled In wondrous harmonies. 2 From every clime and kindred, And nations from afar, As serried ranks returning home In triumph from a war, I heard the saints upraising, The myriad hosts among, In praise of him who died and lives, Their one glad triumph song. PROCESSIONALS 503 3 I saw the holy city, The New Jerusalem, Come down from heaven, a bride adorned With jeweled diadem; The flood of crystal waters Flowed down the golden street; And nations brought their honours there, And laid them at her feet. 4 And there no sun was needed, Nor moon to shine by night, God's glory did enlighten all, The Lamb himself the light And there his servants serve him, And, life's long battle o'er, Enthroned with him, their Saviour, King, They reign for evermore. 5 O great and glorious vision! The Lamb upon his throne; O wondrous sight for man to see! The Saviour with his own: To drink the living waters And stand upon the shore, Where neither sorrow, sin, nor death Shall ever enter more. 6 O Lamb of God who reignest! Thou bright and morning Star, Whose glory lightens that new earth Which now we see from far! O worthy Judge eternal! When thou dost bid us come, Then open wide the gates of pearl And call thy servants home. Amen. Godfrey Thring, /886 504 PROCESSIONALS 543 /.6 JERUSALEM! high tower thy glorious walls, Would God I were in thee! Desire of thee my longing heart enthralls, Desire at home to be: Wide from the world outleaping, O'er hill, and vale, and plain, My soul's strong wing is sweeping, Thy portals to attain. 2 O gladsome day and yet more gladsome hour ! When shall that hour have come, When my rejoicing soul its own free power May use in going home? Itself to Jesus giving In trust to his own hand, To dwell among the living In that blest Fatherland. 3 Great fastness thou of honour! thee l greet: Throw wide thy gracious gate, An entrance free to give these longing feet, At last released, though late, From wretchedness and sinning, And life's long, weary way; And now, of God's gift, winning Eternity's bright day. 4 Unnumbered choirs before the Lamb's high throne There shout the jubilee, With loud resounding peal and sweetest tone, In blissful ecstasy PROCESSIONALS 505 A hundred thousand voices Take up the wondrous song; Eternity rejoices God's praises to prolong. Johann M. Meyfart, 1626 Tr. William R. Whittingham, 1860, cento 544 Four 10 s WHAT the joy and the glory must be Those endless Sabbaths the blessed ones see; Crown for the valiant, to weary ones rest God shall be all, and in all ever blest. 2 What are the Monarch, his court, and his throne? What are the peace and the joy that they own? O that the blest ones who in it have share, All that they feel could as fully declare! 3 Truly Jerusalem name we that shore, Vision of peace that brings joy evermore Wish and fulfillment can severed be ne'er, Nor the thing prayed for come short of the prayer. 4 There, where no troubles distraction can bring, We the sweet anthems of Sion shall sing; While for thy grace, Lord, their voices of praise Thy blessed people eternally raise. 5 There dawns no Sabbath, no Sabbath is o'er, Those Sabbath-keepers have one evermore; One and unending is that triumph song Which to the angels and us shall belong. 506 PROCESSIONALS 6 Now, in the meanwhile, with hearts raised on high, We for that country must yearn and must sigh; Seeking Jerusalem, dear native land, Through our long exile on Babylon's strand. 7 Low before him with our praises we fall, Of whom, and in whom, and through whom are all; Of whom, the Father; and in whom, the Son; Through whom, the Spirit, with them ever One. Amen. Ascribed to Peter Abelard, 1079-1142; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1864 Also the following 4 Christ, whose glory fills the skies 22 The shadows of the evening hours 61 Rejoice, rejoice, believers 67 Thou art coming, O my Saviour 72 O come, all ye faithful 76 Christians, awake 85 The Son of God goes forth to war 92 From the eastern mountains 103 Hark! the song of jubilee 110 Alleluia, song of gladness 113 Fight the good fight 143 All glory, laud, and honour 144 The royal banners forward go 145 Ride on, ride on in majesty 167 O Paradise, O Paradise 168 Hail! festal day (Easter) 169 Welcome, happy morning 171 The day of resurrection 184 Hail! festal day (Ascension) CAROLS 5.07 185 Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious 195 Hail! festal day (Whitsun) 205 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty 210 Holy Father, great Creator 253 The God of Abraham praise 266 Ye watchers and ye holy ones 295 For all the saints 297 Hark! the sound of holy voices 352 Again the morn of gladness 356 Fairest Lord Jesus 423 We plow the fields, and scatter 433 Once to every man and nation 442 God of the nations 449 Jesus, still lead on 458 Christ is our corner-stone 468 Glorious things of thee are spoken 474 O Sion, haste, thy mission high 483 God is working his purpose out 501 When wilt thou save the people 50S Blessed city, heavenly Salem 509 O heavenly Jerusalem 510 O mother dear, Jerusalem 512 For thee, O dear, dear country 557 God hath sent his angels VII. CAROLS 545 8.33.6D. ALL my heart this night rejoices 5 As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest angel voices; "Christ is born," their choirs are singing, Till the air Everywhere Now with joy is ringing. 508 CAROLS 2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat, "Flee from woe and danger! Brethren, come! from all doth grieve you, You are freed; All you need I will surely give you." 3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder Here let all, Great and small, Kneel in awe and wonder! Love him who with love is yearning Hail the star That from far Bright with hope is burning! 4 Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish, Live to thee, And with thee Dying, shall not perish; But shall dwell with thee for ever, Far on high, In the joy That can alter never. Amen. Paulus Gerhardt, 1656; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1861 546 P.M. SILENT night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace. CAROLS 509 2 Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake at the sight, Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing alleluia; Christ, the Saviour, is born! 3 Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love's pure light Radiant beams from thy holy face, With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at thy birth. Amen. Joseph Mohr, 1818 547 P.M. WHEN Christ was born of Mary free, In Bethlehem, that fair citie, Angels sang there with mirth and glee, "In excelsis gloria." 2 Herdsmen beheld these angels bright, To them appearing with great light, Who said, "God's Son is born this night, In excelsis gloria." 3 This King is come to save mankind, In Scripture promised as we find, Therefore this song have we in mind, "In excelsis gloria." 4 Grant us, O Lord, for thy great grace, In heaven in bliss to see thy face, Where we may sing to thy solace, "In excelsis gloria." Amen. Traditional, 15th century 510 CAROLS 548 P.M. LIKE silver lamps in a distant shrine, The stars are sparkling bright The bells of the city of God ring out, For the Son of Mary is born to-night. The gloom is past And the morn at last Is coming with orient light. 2 No earthly songs are half so sweet As those which are filling the skies, And never a palace shone half so fair As the manger-bed where our Saviour lies; No night in the year Is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs. 3 The stars of heaven still shine as at first They gleamed on this wonderful night; The bells of the city of God peal out And the angels' song still rings in the height, And love still turns Where the Godhead burns Hid in flesh from fleshly sight. 4 Faith sees no longer the stable floor, The pavement of sapphire is there The clear light of heaven streams out to the world And the angels of God are crowding the air, And heaven and earth Through the spotless birth Are at peace on this night so fair. William C. Dix, 1867 CAROLS 511 549 P.M. GOOD Christian men, rejoice, With heart, and soul, and voice; Give ye heed to what we say: Jesus Christ is born to-day; Ox and ass before him bow, And he is in the manger now Christ is born to-day! 2 Good Christian men, rejoice, With heart, and soul, and voice; Now ye hear of endless bliss: Jesus Christ was born for this! He hath oped the heavenly door, And man is blessed evermore. Christ was born for this! 3 Good Christian men, rejoice, With heart, and soul, and voice; Now ye need not fear the grave: Jesus Christ was born to save! Calls you one and calls you all, To gain his everlasting hall: Christ was born to save! Latin; Tr. John Mason Neale, 186S 550 P.M. DOST thou in a manger lie, Who hast all created, Stretching infant hands on high, Saviour, long awaited? If a monarch, where thy state? Where thy court on thee to wait? Royal purple, where? Here no regal pomp we see; Naught but need and penury: Why thus cradled here? 512 CAROLS 2 Pitying love for fallen man Brought me down thus low; For a race deep lost in sin, Came I into woe. By this lowly birth of mine, Sinner, riches shall be thine, Matchless gifts and free; Willingly this yoke I take, And this sacrifice I make, Heaping joys for thee. 3 Fervent praise would I to thee Evermore be raising; For thy wondrous love to me Thee be ever praising. Glory, glory be for ever Unto that most bounteous Giver, And that loving Lord! Better witness to thy worth, Purer praise than ours on earth, Angels' songs afford. Amen. Latin, Jean Mauburn, 1494; Tr. Elizabeth Charles, 1868 551 P.M. THE first Nowell the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields as they lay, keeping their sheep, On a cold winter's night that was so deep. Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Nowell, Born is the King of Israel. 2 They looked up and saw a star Shining in the east, beyond them far, And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. Nowell, etc. CAROLS 513 3 And by the light of that same star Three wise men came from country far; To seek for a king was their intent, And to follow the star wherever it went. Nowell, etc. 4 This star drew nigh to the northwest, O'er Bethlehem it took its rest, And there it did both stop and stay Right over the place where Jesus lay. Nowell, etc. 5 Then entered in those wise men three Full reverently upon their knee, And offered there in his presence Their gold, and myrrh, and frankincense. Nowell, etc. 6 Then let us all with one accord Sing praises to our heavenly Lord; That hath made heaven and earth of naught, And with his blood mankind hath bought. Nowell, etc. Traditional 552 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.4 JOY fills our inmost hearts to-day! The royal Child is born; And angel hosts in glad array His advent keep this morn. Rejoice, rejoice! the incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell; No sweeter sound than this is heard, Emmanuel. 514 CAROLS 2 Low at the cradle throne we bend, We wonder and adore; And feel no bliss can ours transcend, No joy was sweet before. Rejoice, etc. 3 For us the world must lose its charms Before the manger shrine When, folded in thy mother's arms, We see thee, Babe divine. Rejoice, etc. 4 Thou Light of untreated Light, Shine on us, holy Child; That we may keep thy birthday bright, With service undefiled. Rejoice, rejoice! the incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell; No sweeter sound than this is heard, Emmanuel. Amen. William C. Dix, c. 1866 553 8.7.8.7 D. SAW you never, in the twilight, When the sun had left the skies, Up in heaven the clear stars shining Through the gloom, like silver eyes? So of old the wise men, watching, Saw a little stranger star, And they knew the King was given, And they followed it from far. 2 Heard you never of the story How they crossed the desert wild Journeyed on by plain and mountain Till they found the holy Child? CAROLS 515 How they opened all their treasure, Kneeling to that infant King; Gave the gold and fragrant incense, Gave the myrrh in offering? 3 Know ye not that lowly baby Was the bright and morning Star? He who came to light the Gentiles, And the darkened isles afar? And we, too, may seek his cradle; There our hearts' best treasures bring; Love, and faith, and true devotion For our Saviour, God, and King. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1855 554 P.M. WE three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, Moor and mountain, Following yonder star. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright; Westward leading, Still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. GASPARD 2 Born a King on Bethlehem's plain, Gold I bring to crown him again, King for ever, Ceasing never Over us all to reign. O star of wonder, etc. 5 1 6 CAROLS MELCHIOR 3 Frankincense to offer have I, Incense owns a Deity nigh, Prayer and praising, All men raising, Worship him, God on high. O star of wonder, etc. BALTHAZAR 4 Myrrh is mine; its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom; Sorrowing, sighing, Bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. O star of wonder, etc. THE THREE 5 Glorious now behold him arise, King, and God, and Sacrifice, Heaven sings Alleluia: Alleluia the earth replies. O star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright: Westward leading Still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. Amen. John Henry Hopkins, Jr., 1867 555 8.8.8. with alleluias ALLELUIA! Alleluia! Alleluia! O sons and daughters, let us sing The King of heaven, the glorious King, O'er death to-day rose triumphing. Alleluia ! CAROLS 517 2 That Easter morn, at break of day, The faithful women went their way To seek the tomb where Jesus lay. Alleluia! 3 An angel clad in white they see, Who sat, and spake unto the three, "Your Lord doth go to Galilee." Alleluia! 4 That night the apostles met in fear; Amidst them came their Lord most dear, And said, "My peace be on all here." Alleluia! 5 When Thomas first the tidings heard, How they had seen the risen Lord, He doubted the disciples' word. Alleluia ! "My pierced hands, O Thomas, see; My hands, my feet, I show to thee; Not faithless, but believing be." Alleluia! 7 No longer Thomas then denied, He saw the feet, the hands, the side; "Thou art my Lord and God," he cried. Alleluia! 8 How blest are they who have not seen, And yet whose faith has constant been, For they eternal life shall win. Alleluia! 9 On this most holy day of days, To God your hearts and voices raise, In laud, and jubilee, and praise. Alleluia ! Jean Tisserand, d. 1494: or. John Mason Neale, 1852 518 CAROLS 556 L.M. JOY dawned again on Easter-Day The sun shone out with fairer ray, When, to their longing eyes restored, The apostles saw their risen Lord. 2 His risen flesh with radiance glowed; His wounded hands and feet he showed: Those scars their silent witness gave That Christ was risen from the grave. 3 O Jesus, King of gentleness, Do thou our inmost hearts possess; And we to thee will ever raise The tribute of our grateful praise. 4 Jesus, who art the Lord of all, In this our Easter festival, From every weapon death can wield Thine own redeemed, thy people, shield. 5 All praise, O risen Lord, we give To thee, who, dead, again dost live; To God the Father equal praise, And God the Holy Ghost, we raise. Amen. Latin; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 557 six ll's GOD hath sent his angels to the earth again, Bringing joyful tidings to the sons of men; They who first, at Christmas, thronged the heavenly way, Now beside the tomb-door, sit on Easter Day. CAROLS 519 Angels sing his triumph, as you sang his birth "Christ, the Lord, is risen. Peace, goodwill on earth." 2 In the dreadful desert, where the Lord was tried, There the faithful angels gathered at his side And when in the garden, grief and pain and care Bowed him down with anguish, they were with him there. Angels, sing his triumph, etc. 3 Yet the Christ they honour is the same Christ still, Who, in light and darkness, did his Father's will; And the tomb deserted shineth like the sky, Since he passed out from it into victory. Angels, sing his triumph, etc. 4 God has still His angels, helping, at his word, All his faithful children, like their faithful Lord; Soothing them in sorrow, arming them in strife, Opening wide the tomb-doors, leading into life. Angels, sing his triumph, etc. Phillips Brooks, 1877 558 7.7.7.6 EASTER flowers are blooming bright, Easter skies pour radiant light: Christ our Lord is risen in might, Glory in the highest. 520 CAROLS 2 Angels caroled this sweet lay, When in manger rude he lay; Now once more cast grief away, Glory in the highest. 3 He, then born to grief and pain, Now to glory born again, Calleth forth our gladdest strain, Glory in the highest. 4 As he riseth, rise we too, Tune we heart and voice anew Offering homage glad and true, Glory in the highest. Amen. Mare A. Nicholson, 1875 559 6.6.6.6.8.8 ON wings of living light At earliest dawn of day, Came down the angel bright, And rolled the stone away. Your voices raise with one accord To bless and praise your risen Lord. 2 The keepers watching near, At that dread sight and sound, Fell down with sudden fear Like dead men to the ground. Your voices raise, etc. 3 Then rose from death's dark gloom, Unseen by mortal eye, Triumphant o'er the tomb The Lord of earth and sky! Your voices raise, etc. CAROLS 521 4 O let your hearts be strong! For we, like him, shall rise, To dwell with him ere long In bliss beyond the skies. Your voices raise, etc. W. Walsham How, 1872 560 6.5., 12 lines GOLDEN harps are sounding, Angel voices sing, Pearly gates are opened, Opened for the King! Jesus, King of glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph, To his throne above. All his work is ended, Joyfully we sing, Jesus hath ascended! Glory to our King! 2 He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory, At his Father's side. Nevermore to suffer, Nevermore to die; Jesus, King of glory, Is gone up on high? All his work, etc. 3 Pleading for his children In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them his grace: 522 CAROLS His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you; Jesus ever liveth Ever loveth too. All his work, etc. Amen. Frances R. Havergal, 1871 5 6 1 Four 7's, with Alleluia JOY because the circling year Brings our day of blessings here Day when first the Light divine On the Church began to shine. Alleluia! 2 Like to quivering tongues of flame Unto each the Spirit came: Tongues that each might hear their call; Fire, that love might burn in all. Alleluia! 3 So the wondrous works of God Wondrously were spread abroad; Every tribe's familiar tone Made the glorious marvel known. Alleluia! 4 Still the Spirit's fullness, Lord, On thy waiting Church be poured! Once thou on thy Church didst shower Mighty signs and words of power; Alleluia! 5 Humbler things we ask thee now, Gifts of heaven to men below; Grant our burdened heart release, Grant thine own abiding peace. Alleluia! Amen. Latin; Tr. John Ellerton and Fenton J. A. Hort, 1871 INDEX TO FIRST LINES Hymns whose first lines are marked with an asterisk are copyright, and must not be reproduced without permission. Numbers in the first parenthesis are those of the same hymn in the Hymnal of 1874; those in the second are in the Hymnal of 1892. No. A few more years shall roll (2S) (203) 443 A great and mighty wonder 82 A little child the Saviour came 341 A mighty Fortress is our God 213 Abide with me; fast falls the eventide (335) (12) 18 Above the clear blue sky (570) 353 According to thy gracious word (211) (233) 320 Advent tells us Christ is near 348 Again the morn of gladness 352 Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended 155 All glory, laud, and honour (72) (90) 143 All hail the power of Jesus' Name (424) (450) 192 All my heart this night rejoices (538) 545 All people that on earth do dwell (405) (470) 249 All praise to thee, my God, this night (333) (18) 25 All things are thine; no gift have we 460 All things bright and beautiful 358 Alleluia! Alleluia! Hearts and voices (123) 520 Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia 555 See, O sons and daughters, let us sing Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia (103) (121) 173 See, The strife is o'er, the battle done Alleluia! sing to Jesus (368) 193 Alleluia, song of gladness (430) (73) 110 Am I a soldier of the cross (471) (508) 488 Ancient of Days, who sittest throned in glory . . (311) 519 And now, O Father, mindful of the love (228) 333 Angel voices, ever singing (304) 461 Angels from the realms of glory (24) (60) 80 Angels, roll the rock away (101) (116) 177 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat (399) (652) 303 Arm of the Lord, awake! awake (287) (265) 487 Around the throne of God, a band 291 Art thou weary, art thou languid (514) (342) 386 As now the sun's declining rays ...... (358) 30 As pants the wearied hart for cooling sprigs.......................... (155) (661) 313 As with gladness men of old (45) (65) 94 Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep (260) (244) 413 At even, when the gun was set (14) 399 At the cross her station keeping (103) 161 At the Lamb's high feast we sing (100) (118) 178 At the Name of Jesus (518) 528 Awake, and sing the song (463) (369) 261 Awake, my soul, and with the sun (332) (2) 2 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve (476) (503) 111 Before Jehovah's awful throne (409) (473) 309 Before the ending of the day (359) (21) 28 Behold the Lamb of God 80) (96) 148 Behold us, Lord, a little space................... 10 Beneath the cross of Jesus 150 Blessed city, heavenly Salem (400) 508 Blest are the moments, doubly blest 9 Blest are the pure in heart . (410) 277 Blest he the tie that binds (315) (G72) 489 Bread of heaven, on thee we feed (209) (224) 332 Bread of the world, in mercy broken (207) (225) 336 Breast the wave, Christian (472) (656) 112 Breathe on me, Breath of God 380 Brief life is here our portion (l91) (9) Brightest and best of the sons of the morning (37) (66) 95 Bnghtly gleams our banner (515) 529 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored (236) 335 By cool Siloam's shady rill (224) (565) 351 By the gracious saving call Part II (529) 142 Call Jehovah thy salvation (415) 310 See, God shall charge his angel legions Calm on the listening ear of night (26) (55) 84 Children of the heavenly King (449) (452) 517 Christ be with me, Christ within me Part II 525 Christ for the world we sing (580) 486 Christ is made the sure foundation (282) (483) 457 Christ is our corner-stone (279) (294) 458 Christ, of all my hopes the ground 219 Christ the Lord is risen to-day (98) (111) 175 Christ, whose glory fills the skies (331) (312) 4 Christian dost thou see them (68) (81) 126 Christian, seek not yet repose 128 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn . (21) (56) 76 City of God, how broad and far 470 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove (131) (379) 201 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest (380) 375 Come Holy Ghost our souls inspire..... (137) (289) 455 Come Holy Ghost who ever One 8 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove (128) (377) 200 Come, lahour on 497 Come, my soul, thou must be waking (330) (3) 3 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare (401) (651) 304 Come, O thou Traveler unknown 230 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures. . (272) (497) 288 Come, see the place where Jesus lay (102) 174 Come, thou almighty Icing.............. (428) (388) 209 Come, thou Holy Spirit, come (378) 196 Come, thou long-expected Jesus (48) 55 Come to our poor nature's night (135) 203 Come unto me, ye weary (937) 387 Come, ye disconsolate (637) 388 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain (110) 170 Come, ye thankful people, come (306) (193) 421 Conquering kings their titles tale (322) 91 Creator Spirit, by whose aid (129) (381) 198 Crown him with many crowns (116) (374) 190 Day of wrath! O day of mourning (483) (36) 6S Dear Lord and Father of mankind 120 Dost thou in a manger lie 550 Draw nigh and take the Body of the Lord (220) 330 Earth has many a noble city (63) 93 Easter flowers are blooming bright S58 Eternal Father, strong to save (267) (306) 415 Eternal Light! Eternal Light 241 Eternal Ruler of the ceaseless round 491 Fairest Lord Jesus 356 Faith of our fathers! living still 441 Faithful Shepherd, feed me 357 Far from my heavenly home (420) (333) 408 Father, hear thy children's call (529) 142 Father in heaven, who lovest all 367 See, Land of our birth, Be pledge to thee Father, let me dedicate 448 Father of all, whose love profound (142) (139) 206 Father of heaven, who hast created all (206) 342 Father, whatever of earthly bliss (440) (670) 396 Father, who on man dost shower 506 Fierce was the wild billow (265) 416 Fight the good fight with all thy might (505) 113 Fling out the banner! let it float ... (253) 482 For all the saints, who from their labours rest (187) (176) 295 For ever with the Lord (489) (675) 516 For the beauty of the earth . 425 For thee, O dear, dear country (492j (407) 512 For thy dear saints, O Lord (181) 293 For thy mercy and thy grace................. (204) 447 Forsaken once, and thrice bellied.................. 283 Forth in thy Name, O Lord, I go (318) (639) 7 Forty days and forty nights (49) (79) 123 Forty days of Eastertide......................... 180 Forward! he our watchword (523) 531 From all that dwell below the skies (289) (468) 250 From all thy saints in warfare (175) (174) 267 From every stormy wind that blows (403) (481) 32 From Greenland's icy mountains (283) (254) 476 From the eastern mountains (62) 92 Give me the wings of faith to rise 301 Glorious things of thee are spoken (190) (490) 468 Glory he to Jesus (74) (362) 162 Glory to the blessed Jesus (537) 347 Go forward, Christian soldier (510) 535 Go labour on! spend and be spent (584) 490 Go to dark Gethsemane (86) (93) 151 God bless our native land (309) 428 See, Our Fathers' God to thee (196) God hath sent his angels to the earth again 557 God is our stronghold and our stay 214 God is working his purpose out . 483 God moves in a mysterious way (502) (427) 216 God, my King, thy might confessing (423) (465) 311 God of mercy, God of grace (332) 312 God of our fathers, known of old . 439 God of our fathers, whose almighty hand (194) 430 God of the living, in whose eyes 410 God of the nations, who hast led 442 God of the prophets! bless the prophets' sons. . (280j 451 God that madest earth and heaven (344) (19) 26 God, the All-terrible! King who ordainest (198) 435 God the Father, God the Son (528) 141 God the Father, God the Son (529) 142 &e, Father, hear thy children's call Golden harps are sounding (545) 560 Good Christian men, rejoice 549 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost (527) (76) 121 Great God, what do I see and hear (484) (37) 64 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah (505) (414) 42 Hail! festal day! through every age divine (Whitsunday) 195 Hail! festal day! to endless ages known (Easter). . 168 Hail! festal day! to endless ages known (Ascension) . 184 Hail, thou once despised Jesus (76) (365) 191 Hail to the Lord who comes (154) 274 Hail to the Lord's Anointed (34) (323) 99 Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding (41) 63 Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling (485) (398) 290 Hark, my soul! it is the Lord (521) (599) 389 Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes . . (15) (47) 54 Hark! the herald angels sing ...... (17) (51) 73 Hark! the song of jubilee ...... (42) 103 Hark! the sound of holy voices (189) (179) 297 Hark! the voice eternal (35) 518 Hark! what mean those holy voices........ (20) (61) 81 Hasten the time appointed (291) (255) 477 He is risen, he is risen (107) (117) 179 He leadeth me! O blessed thought (616) 245 He who would valiant be 117 Heal me, O my Saviour, heal (356) 137 Hear us, thou that broodedst (133) 524 Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face (219) 334 His are the thousand sparkling rills 156 Holy Father, cheer our way (9) 16 Holy Father, great Creator (145) (386) 210 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord (140) (385) 208 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty . . . (138) (383) 205 Holy offerings, rich and rare (478) 504 Holy Spirit, Lord of love (213) 371 Holy Spirit, Truth divine 373 Hosanna to the living Lord (4) (316) 53 How beauteous were the marks divine 108 See, O who like thee, so calm, so bright (314) How bright appears the Morning Star 98 How bright these glorious spirits shine (177) 302 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord (398) (636) 212 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds (395) (433) 232 How wondrous and great (35) (467) 254 Hushed was the evening hymn (568) 359 I am not worthy, holy Lord 234) 323 I bind unto myself to-day 525 l could not do without thee ....... (603) 239 I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be (633) 385 l heard a sound of voices (404) 542 I heard the voice of Jesus say (528) (673) 242 I hunger and I thirst (343) 325 I look to thee in every need 397 I love thy kingdom, Lord (191) (485) 316 I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew 398 I think when I read that sweet story of old (22G) (5625 350 Immortal Love, for ever full 404 In heavenly love abiding 224 In his own raiment clad (106) 163 In his temple now behold him (151) 273 In the cross of Christ I glory (359) 152 In the hour of trial (443) (340) 147 In token that thou shalt not fear (214) (209) 344 Inspirer and hearer of prayer (339) (643) 34 It came upon the midnight clear (22) (59) 79 Jerusalem! high tower thy glorious walls. . (497) 543 Jerusalem, my happy home (496) (402) 514 Jerusalem the golden (493) (408) 511 Jesus, and shall it ever be (218) (597) 135 Jesus calls us: o'er the tumult (143) 268 Jesus Christ is risen to-day (99) (112) 172 Jesus, from thy throne on high (526) 368 Jesus, gentlest Saviour (576) 322 Jesus, I live to thee (666) 218 Jesus, I my cross have taken (236) (358) 378 Jesus, in thy dying noes (530) 164 Jesus, King of glory (531) 523 Jesus Eves! thy terrors now (104) (122) 176 Jesus, Lord of life and glory (350) 127 Jesus, Lover of my soul (393) (335) 223 Jesus, meek and gentle (225) (567) 361 Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all (600) 228 Jesus, my Saviour, look on me (394) (341) 390 Jesus, my strength, my hope (434) (650) 215 Jesus! Name of wondrous love (33) (149) 90 Jesus shall reign wherever the sun (284) (261) 480 Jesus, still lead on (420) 449 Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me (352) (534) 360 Jesus, the very thought of thee (455) (434) 316 Jesus, thou Joy of loving hearts (430) 328 Jesus, thy boundless love to me (625) 229 Jesus, to thy table led (222) 327 Jesus! where'er thy people meet (296) 459 Jesus, with thy Church abide (525) 473 Joy because the circling year 561 Joy dawned again on Easter day 556 Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day (639) 552 Joy to the world! the Lord is come (40) (324) 101 Judge eternal, throned in splendour 432 Just as I am, without one plea (392) (606) 139 King of saints, to whorl the number (168) 287 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace (281) 60 'Land of our birth, eve pledge to thee 367 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom (512) (423) 244 Lead on, O King Eternal 534 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us (506) (421) 247 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace (422) 248 Let all mortal flesh keep silence 339 Let saints on earth in concert sing (391) 299 Let the song go round the earth 485 Let thy Blood in mercy poured 349 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates (454) 186 Light of those whose dreary dwelling (39) (325) 100 Light's abode, celestial Salem (399) 507 Like silver lamps in a distant shrine 648 Litany for Children (526) 368 Litany of Penitence I (528) 141 Litany of Penitence II (529) 142 Litany of the Church (525) 473 Litany of the Holy Ghost I (135) 203 Litany of the Holy Ghost II (524) 204 Litany of the Incarnate Life (527) 41 Lo, he comes with clouds descending (1) (39) 57 Lo! what a cloud of witnesses (183) (393) 300 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious (115) (130) 185 Lord as to thy dear cross we flee (251) (346) 125 Lord dismiss us with thy blessing (165) (34) 51 Lord, for ever at thy side (466) (649) 306 Lord, for to-morrow and its needs 36 Lord God of hosts, whose mighty hand 438 Lord God, we worship thee (308) (200) 440 Lord, her watch thy Church is keeping (260) 481 Lord in this thy mercy's day (63) (88) 122 Lord in thy Name thy servants plead (172) (189) 183 Lord, in thy presence dread and sweet 377 Lord, it belongs not to my care (486) (665) 392 See Christ leads me through no darker rooms Lord, it is good for us to be (166) 286 Lord Jesus, think on me (614) 393 Lord of mercy and of might (527) 41 Lord of our life, and God of our salvation (496) 469 Lord, pour thy Spirit from on high, (270) (183) 450 Lord, shall thy children come to thee (241) 376 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak (586) 502 Lord, thy children guide and keep .- (572) 374 Lord, thy word abideth (282) 59 Lord, when we bend before thy throne . . . (69) (354) 124 Lord, while for all mankind we pray 431 Lord, who fulfillest thus anew 272 Lord, who throughout these forty days (78) 134 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee . . (454) (443) 233 Love divine, all loves excelling (456) (432) 226 Love of Jesus, all divine (607) 231 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 194 Master, no offers............................. 500 Mine eyes have seen the glory 434 My country, 'tis of thee 427 My faith looks up to thee (237) (345) 211 My Father, for another night (640) 6 My God, accept my heart this day (234) (429) 372 My God, and is thy table spread (205) (231) 329 My God, how wonderful thou art (460) (441) 221 My God, I love thee: not because (458) (653) 234 My God, I thank thee, who hast made (624) 384 My God, my Father, while I stray (256) (667) 391 My heart is resting, O my God 220 My Jesus, as thou wilt (634) 395 My soul, be on thy guard (470) (504) 118 My soul with patience waits (55) (334) 314 My spirit on thy care (664) 225 Nearer my God to thee (507) (344) 222 New every morning is the love (329) (1) 1 Not by thy mighty hand (72) 109 Now from the altar of my heart (3i7) (20) 27 Now, my tongue, the mystery telling 338 Now thank we all our God (303) (466) 422 Now that the sun is gleaming bright 5 Now the day is over (535) 364 Now the labourer's task is o'er................ (242) 411 O bless the Lord, my soul (413) (474) 318 O Brightness of the immortal Father's face (6) 12 O brothers, lift Your voices (579) 495 O come, all ye faithful (19) (49) 72 O come and mourn with me awhile (89) (105) 153 O come, loud anthems let us sing (301) (472) 308 O come, O come, Emmanuel (13) (45) 66 O could I speak the matchless worth (374) 263 O day of rest and gladness (160) (24) 43 O Father all creating 381 O for a closer walk with God (435) (660) 305 O for a heart to praise my God (467) (439) 260 O God of Bethel, by whose hand (417) 446 O God of God, O Light of Light (455) 251 O God of Love, O King of peace (312) (199) 436 O God of mercy! hearken now (275) 503 O God of truth, whose living word 498 O God, our help in ages past ... (29) (418) 445 O God, unseen, yet ever near (221) 321 O happy band of pilgrims (511) 536 O heavenly Jerusalem (401) 509 O help us, Lord, each hour of need (337) 33 O Jesus crowned with all renown 181 O Jesus crucified for man (5) 52 O Jesus I have promised (615) 379 O Jesus Lord most merciful .. (360) 131 O Jesus, thou art standing (10) (357) 132 O Lamb of God, still keep me (363) 149 O let the children come to me 345 O Light, whose beams illumine all (424) 40 O little town of Bethlehem ........... (58) 78 O Lord, and Master of us all 496 O Lord of heaven and earth and sea (477) 426 O Lord of hosts! Almighty King (197) 437 O Lord, the Holy Innocents (178) (575) 87 O Love divine, that stooped to share (627) 400 O Love that casts out fear ............ (431) 235 O Love that wilt not let me go 236 €O Maker of the sea and sky 418 €O Master, let me walk with thee 493 O mother dear, Jerusalem (495) (403) 510 O North, with all thy vales of green 107 O one with God the Father ........... (68) 97 O Paradise, O Paradise (509) (3 ) O perfect Loves all human thought transcending (238) 382 O sacred head surrounded (87) (102) 158 O Saving Victim, opening wide............. (227) 331 O Saviour, bless us ere we go 48 See, Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go. . (338) (22) O Saviour, precious Saviour (444) 526 O say can you see by the dawn's early light 429 O Sion, haste, thy mission high fulfilling....... (2- 474 O Son of God, our Captain of salvation (161) 280 O sons and daughters, let us sing ...... 555 O Spirit of the living God (126) (288) 475 O thou from whom all goodness flows (G6) (663) 401 O thou In whom thy saints repose (302) 462 O thou to whose all-searching sight ((i2) (339) 119 O thou who didst with love untold (144) 269 O thou who gav'st thy servant grace (14G) 86 O thou who makest souls to shine 454 €O thou whose feet have climbed life's hill 365 O Trinity of blessed light 11 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear (281) ( 307 O very God of very God (326) 102 O what the joy and the glory must be (397) 544 O where are kings and empires now 471 O wondrous type! O vision fair (285 O Word of God incarnate............... (:3G2) (284) 58 O worship the King () (459) 255 Of the Father's love begotten (52) 74 Oft m danger, oft in woe (477) (506) 116 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry (12) (44) 282 On our way rejoicing (522) 532 On this day, the first of days 47 On wings of living light 559 Once in royal David's city .. .... (233) (540) 349 Once to every man and nation 433 One sole baptismal sign .. ......... (197) (492) 463 One sweetly solemn thought (676) 407 Onward, Christian soldiers (232) (516) 530 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed (132) (375) 199 Our day of praise is done .......... (23) 49 Our Father! thy dear Name doth show........... 499 Our Lord is risen from the dead (117) (132j 187 Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin . . (674) 405 Pleasant are thy courts above .. (200) (489) 467 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven (o29) (458) 258 Praise the Lord through every nation 262 Praise to God, Immortal praise (302) (192) 420 Praise to the heavenly Wisdom . (155) 275 Praise to the Holiest in the height . . (453) 259 Praise we the Lord this day (181) (158) 2. 6 Rejoice, rejoice, believers (5) (43) 61 Rejoice, the Lord is King ... (457) 521 Rejoice, ye pure in heart .. . (520) 53i Resting from his work to-day (90) (107) 165 Revive thy work, O Lord , .. (618) 452 Ride on! ride on in majesty (73) (91) 145 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky 444 Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise (36) (487) 466 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings (447) (512) 114 'Rise up, O men of God 492 Rock of ages, cleft for me (531) (336) 217 Round the Lord, in glory seated (431) (387) 207 Safe upon the billowy deep (309) 417 Safely through another week (350) 46 Saviour, again to thy dear Name we raise . (169) (32) 50 Saviour, blessed Saviour (519) 527 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing (17) 24 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us (229) (573) 355 Saviour, source of every blessing (370) (442) 243 Saviour, sprinkle many nations (257) 478 Saviour, teach me day by day (563) 354 Saviour! when in dust to thee (53) (89) 13U Saviour, when night involves the skies . . . (325) (641) 39 Saviour, who thy flock art feeding (213) (207) 343 Saw you never in the twilight . ... .... ...., (542) 553 See the Conqueror mounts in triumph (126) 52' See the destined day arise................ (81) (97) 146 Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless (210) (235) 324 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing , (23) (53) 75 Silent night, holy night 546 Sinful, sighing to be blest (347) 140 Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise (432) (462) 265 Sing, my soul, his wondrous love (373) (438) 257 Sing, O sing this blessed morn (57) 77 Softly now the light of day (340) (13) 19 Soldiers of Christ, arise (216) (509) 346 Soldiers of the cross, arise (581) 115 Songs of praise the angels sang ., (422) (476) 256 Songs of thankfulness and praise (67) 96 Soon may the last glad song arise 484 Spirit blest, who art adored 204 See, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove (524) Spirit divine, attend our prayers (382) 202 Spirit of mercy, truth, and love (133) (136) 197 Stand up, stand up for Jesus (582) 538 Stars of the morning, 80 gloriously bright (170) 289 Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear (336) (11) 20 Sunset and evening star ................... 412 Sweet is the work, my God, my King (150) 44 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing (84) (104) 157 Tarry with me, O my Saviour (642) 31 Teach us what thy love has borne Part III 142 Ten thousand times ten thousand (396) '541 Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled (263) (248) 414 The ancient law departs (32) (148) 88 The Church's one foundation (202) (491) 464 The cross is on our brow (212) 369 The day is gently sinking to a close (349) (7) 13 The day is past and gone (334) (645) 21 The day is past and over (341) (16) 23 The day of resurrection ............ (105) (115) 171 The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended 29 The first Nowell the angel did say 551 The God of Abraham praise (141) (460) 253 The grave itself a garden is (108) 166 The head, that once was crowned with thorns (114) (372) 188 The King of love my Shepherd is (464) (412) 326 The King shall come when morning dawns 70 The Lord my pasture shall prepare (504) (659) 317 The morning light is breaking................. (252) 479 The radiant morn hath passed away (8) 14 The royal banners forward go (79) (94) 144 The saints of God their conflict past (175) 294 The shadows of the evening hours (337) (15) 22 The son of Consolation (162) 281 The Son of God goes forth to war (176) (507) 85 The spacious firmament on high (508) (464) 252 The Story of the Cross (106) 163 The strife is o'er, the battle done (103) (121) 173 See, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia The sun is sinking fast (345) (10) 17 The voice that breathed o'er Eden (248) (240) 383 'the Words on the Cross (530) 164 The world is very evil (490) (405) 68 There is a blessed home . . (317) (679) 515 There is a green hill far away .... .... (231) (544) 159 There is a land of pure delight (488) (678) 513 There's a Friend for little children (553) 363 There's a wideness in God's mercy 240 Thine for ever! God of love (238) (216) 370 This is the day of light (159) (28) 45 Those eternal bowers (395) 540 Thou art coming, O my Saviour (317) 67 Thou art gone up on high , .,, ,, (113) (373) 189 Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord (253) 403 Thou art the Way, to thee alone (501) (425) 279 Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown (319) 83 Thou hidden love of God, whose height . . (515) (658) 227 Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow . (630) 402 Thou say'st, " Take up thy cross " 246 Thou, who at thy first Eucharist didst pray.... (230) 337 Thou who, leaving crown and throne (528) 141 Thou, whose almighty word (146) (327) 104 Three in One, and One in Three (389) 38 Through him who all our sickness felt (588) 505 Through the day thy love has spared us . . (342) (646) 15 Through the night of doubt and sorrow (521) 539 Thy kingdom come, O God ..... (7) (329) 105 Thy kingdom come! on bended knee 56 Thy life was given for me (604) 238 Thy way, not mine, O Lord (254) (632) 394 To the Name of our salvation (321) 89 To thee our God we fly . (187) 182 Triumphant Sion, lift thy head (192) (488) 472 Wake, awake, for night is flying (40) 62 Watchman, tell us of the night (43) (331) 106 We build our school on thee, O Lord 366 We come unto our fathers' God 424 We give thee hut thine own ..... (299) (268) 319 We love the place, O God .............. (484) 465 We march, we march to victory (514) 533 We plow the fields and scatter 423 We praise thy grace, O Saviour (159) 278 We praise thy Name, O Lord most high 284 We sing the glorious conquest (150) 271 We sing the praise of him who died (78) (100) 160 We three kings of Orient are 554 We walk by faith, and not by sight (426) 270 We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen .(629) 406 Weary of self, and laden with my sin (67) (82) 129 Weary of wandering from my God .... (70) (83) 136 Welcome, happy morning! (109) 169 What thanks and praise to thee we owe (172) 292 When all thy mercies, O my God (426) (657) 237 When Christ was born of Mary free 547 When I survey the wondrous cross (83) (101) 154 When Jesus left his Father's throne (230) (561) 362 When morning gilds the skies (445) 37 When our heads are bowed with woe (252) (348) 409 When wilt thou save the people 501 When wounded sore the stricken soul (380) 138 Where cross the crowded ways of life 494 While shepherds watched their flocks by night (18) (54) 71 While thee I seek, protecting Power (441) (671) 35 Who are these in bright array ....... (494) (180) 298 Who are these like stars appearing (178) 2 6 With broken heart and contrite sigh . (71) (87) 133 With the sweet word of peace 41 Ye Christian heralds go, proclaim (290) (263) 453 Ye holy angels bright............................ 264 Ye servants of the Lord (171) (186) 456 Ye watchers and ye holy ones 266 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS NAME DATE No. Abelard, Rev. Peter 1079-1142 44 Adams, Mrs. Sarah (Flower) 1805-1848 222 Addison, Joseph 1672-1719 237, 252, 317 Ainger, Arthur Campbell 1811- ......... 483 Alexander, Mrs. Cecil Frances (Humphreys) 1823-1895 87, 138, 156, 159, 179, 268, 283 349, 358 525 553 Alford, Dean Henry 1810-1871 270, 344, 421, 531, 541 Allen, Rev. James 1734-1804 157 Anonymous 37, 173, 19, 284, 347, 355 356, 377, 398 Armstrong, Bishop John 1813-1856 454 Auber, Miss Harriet 1773-1862 199 Baker, Rev. Sir Henry Williams 1821-1877 6, 47, 59, 74, 158, 323, 325, 43t;, 515 Bakewell, Rev. John 1721-1819 ......... 191 Barbauld, Mrs. Anna Laetitia (Aiken).................... 1743-1825 ......... 420 Baring-Gould, Rev. Sabine..... 1834- 3G4, 530, 533 Barton Bernard 1784-1849 .......... 60 Baxter Rev. Richard 1615 1691 ..... 264,392 Baynes, Canon Robert Hall 1831-1895 ........ 327 Benson, Archbishop Edward White 1829-1896 ......... 181 Benson Rev. Louis Fitzgerald 1855- ......... 365 Besnault, Rev. Abbe Sebastien.. -1724 ......... 88 Bickersteth, Bishop Edward Henry 1825-1906 24, 405, 495 Binney, Rev. Thomas 1798-1874 ........ 241 Bode, Rev. John Ernest 1816-1874 ......... 379 Bonar, Rev. Horatius 1808-1889 235, 242, 334, 394, 443, 490 Borthwick, Miss Jane 1813-1897 395, 402, 449, 477, 497 Bottome, Rev. Francis 1823-1894 ......... 231 Bowring, Sir John 1792-1872 ..... 106, 152 Brady Rev. Nicholas 1659-1726 See Tate and Brady Bridges, Matthew 1800-1894 148, 190, 372 Bridges, Robert Seymour 1844- ......... 155 Bright, Canon William 1824-1901 ......... 333 Bromehead, Rev. Joseph 1748-1826 ......... 514 Brooks, Rev. Charles Timothy . 1813-1883 ......... 428 Brooks, Bishop Phillips 1835 1898 ...... 78, 557 Browne, Rev. Simon 1680-1732 ......... 201 Brownlie, Rev. John 1859- ...... 70, 340 Bryant, William Culled........ 1794-1878 ......... 107 Buckoll Rev. Henry James 1803-1871 ..... 3, 376 Bullock Dean William 1798-1874 ..... .. 465 Bunyan, John 1628-1688 ......... 117 Burleigh, Rev. William Henry . 1812-1871 ......... 248 Burns, Rev. James Drummond 1823-1864 ......... 359 Burton, Rev. Henry 1840 ......... 418 Byrom, John 1692-1763 ......... 76 Cameron. Rev. William 1751-1811 ......... 302 Campbell Miss Jane Montgomery 1817-1878 ..... .423 Campbell Robert. . ... 1814-1868 ..... i78, 288 Canitz, Baron Friedrich Rudolph Ludwig von 1654-1699 .......... 3 Carlyle, Rev. Joseph Dacre 1759-1804 ......... 124 Cary, Miss Phoebe............. 1824-1871 ....... 407 Caswall, Rev. Edward 1814-1878 17, 37, 63, 93, 161 162 196 234 316 331 375 Cawood, Rev. John 1775-1852 .......... 81 Cennick, Rev. John 1718-1755 57, 517 Chadwick, Rev. John White 1840-1904 ......... 491 Chandler, Rev. John 1806-1876 .. 30, 91, 282, 353, 458 Charles, Mrs. Elizabeth (Rundle) 1828-1896 ......... 550 Chatfield, Rev. Allen William 1808-1896 ......... 393 Chope, Rev. Richard Robert 1830 ......... 264 Chorley, Henry Fotheringill 1808-1872 ......... 435 Clark, Miss Emily V 1891 ......... 503 Claudius, Rev. Matthias 1740-1815 , 423 Clephane, Miss Elizabeth Cecilia 1830-1869 ......... 150 Coffin, Charles 1676-1749 ...... 30, 282 Collins, Rev. Henry 1854 ......... 228 Collyer, Rev. William Bengo 1782-1854 .......... 64 Colquhoun Frances Sara (Fuller-Maitiand) 1809-1877 ......... 116 Conder, Josiah 1789-1855 ......... 332 Cooper, Rev. Edward 1770-1833 ......... 206 Coote, Mrs. Maude (Oswell).... 1871 ......... 281 Coppee, Henry 1821-1895 ......... 417 Cosin, Bishop John 1594-1672 . . .455 Cotterill, Rev. Thomas 1779 1823 64, 217 Cowper, William 1731-1800 216, 305, 389, 459 Cox, Miss Frances Elizabeth 1812-1897 176, 296 Coxe, Bishop Arthur Cleveland 1818-1896 108, 471, 478 Cummins, John James 1795-1867 127 Danish 539 Davison, Rev. W. Hope 1827-1894 523 Dearmer, Rev. Percy 1867- 506 Deck, Rev. James George 1802-1884 149 Dix, William Chatterton........ 1837-1898 94, 193, 369 387, 548, 552 Doane, Bishop George Washing ton 1799-1859 19, 279, 482 Doane, Bishop William Cross well 1832-1913 ......... 519 Doddridge, Rev. Philip 1702-1751 54, 111, 329, 446, 456, 472 Downton, Rev. Henry 181S-1885 ..... 447, 481 Draper, Rev. Bourne Hall 1775-1843 ......... 453 Dryden, John 1631-1701 ....... 198 Duffield, Rev. George, Jr. 1818-1888 ....... 538 Duncan, Mrs. Mary (Lundie) 1814-1840 ......... 360 Dutch ................. 262 Dwight, Rev. John Sullivan 1813-1893 428 Dwight, Rev. Timothy 1752-1817 315 Eddis, Edward Wilton 1825- 12 Edmeston, James 1791-1867 24, 247 Edwards, Rev. Frederick 1905 ........ 442 Ellerton, Rev. John 1826-1893 10 29, 4a, 49 50 169, 265 271, 274, 275, 280 287, 352 381, 410 411: 435 462 561 Elliott Miss Charlotte 1789-1871 128, 139:390. Elliott, Ebenezer 1781-1849 ......... 501 Elliott Miss Emily Elizabeth Steele 1836-1897 .......... 83 Elven, Rev. Cornelius 1797-1873 ......... 133 " F. B. P." 1583 . 510, 514 Faber, Rev. Frederick William. . 1814-1863 48, 1S3, 167 221 240 290 322 44; Fawcett. Rev. John 1740-1817 ., 51, 489 Feith, Rev. Rhijnvis 1753-1824 ......... 262 Findlater, Mrs. Sarah (Borth wick) 1823 188G ......... 61 Fortunatus, Bishop Venantius Honorius c. 530 609 144, 14G, 168, 169, 184 Franck, Johann 1618-1677 ......... 440 Gellert, Rev. Christian Furcht gott 1715-1769 ......... 176 Gerhardt, Rev. Paulus......... 1607-1676 .... 229 545 German 3, 37, 61 62, 98, 119, 155 176, 186, 213 227, 229 296 342, 356 395 414 422 423 428 440 449 469, 543, 545 Gibbons, Rev. Thomas 1720 1785 ......... 177 Gill, Thomas Hornblower 1819-1906 ......... 424 Gilmore, Rev. Joseph Henry.... 1834- ......... 245 Gisborne, Rev. Thomas 1758-1846 ......... 39 Gladden, Rev. Washington 1836-1918 ......... 493 Grant, Sir Robert 1785-1838 ..... 130, 255 Greek 12, 23, 70, 126, 170, 171, 289 339 340 393 416 536 540 Gregory, George 1754-1808 ........ 313 Grigg, Rev. Joseph c.1722-1768 135 Griswold, Bishop Alexander Viets 1766-1843 .. ...... 210 Gurney, M so Dorothy Frances (Blomfield), 1858- 382 Gurney, Canon John Hampden. 1802-1862 ......... 125 Hamilton, Rev. James 1819-1896 ......... 131 Hammond, Rev. William 1719-1783 ......... 261 Hankey, Miss Katherine 1846- ......... 348 Harbaugh, Rev. Henry 1817-1867 ......... 218 Hastings, Thomas 1784-1872 ......... 388 Hatch, Rev. Edwin 1835-1889 ......... 380 Havergal, Miss Frances Ridley. . 183G-1879 67, 238, 239, 502, 526, 560 Haweis, Rev. Thomas 1732-1820 401 Heath, Rev. George -1822 118 Heber, Bishop Reginald 1783-1826 26, 41, 53, 85, 86, 95, 205, 336, 351, 476 Hedge, Rev. Frederick Henry 1805-1890 .. ..... 213 Heermann, Rev. Johann 1585-1647 ......... 155 Hensley, Canon Lewis 1824-1905 ......... 105 Hernaman, Mrs. Claudia Frances (Ibotson) 183S-1898 . 134 Hinds, Bishop Samuel 1793-1872 ......... 376 Holland, Canon Henry Scott 1847-1918 ....... ,432 Holmes, Oliver Wendell 1809-1894 ..... 400, 437 Hopkins, Rev. John Henry, Jr. 1820-1891 ......... 554 Hort, Rev. Fenton John Anthony 1828-1892 . 561 Hosmer, Rev. Frederick Lucien. 1840- .......... 56 How, Bishop William Walsham. 1823-1897 52, 58, 90, 97, 115, 132, 182, 278 295, 319 374 5S9 Howe, Mrs. Julia Ward 1819-1910 434 Hughes Thomas 1823-1896 498 Hutton Mrs. Frances A 1875 ...... , 147 Ingemann, Bernhard Severin.... 1789-1862 539 Irish 525 Irons, Rev. William Josiah 1812-1883 65 Italian .................. ......... ..... .162 Johnson, Rev. Samuel.......... 1822-1882 ......... 470 Julian, Canon John 1839-1913 ..... 251, 518 " K " (probably Keens) in Rippon's "Selections" 1787 ......... 212 Keble, Rev. John 1792-1866 1, 20, 42, 183, 277, 383 Kelly, Rev. Thomas 1769-1854 15, 160, 174, 185, 188 Ken, Bishop Thomas 1637-1711 ........ 2, 25 Kethe, Rev. William -1594 249 Key, Francis Scott ........... 1779-1843 ..... 233, 429 Kipling, Rudyard 1865- 367, 439 Knapp, Rev. Albert 1798 1864 342 Lacey, Rev. Theodore Alexander 1853- 168, 184, 195 Latin 5, 8, 11, 17, 28,30,47,63, 65, 66, 68, 69, 72, 74, 82, 89 91, 93, 110 143, 144, 146 158, 161, 168 169, 172, 173 178, 184, 195 196, 198, 234 265, 285, 288 313, 316, 328 330, 331, 338 375, 455, 457, 458, 507, 508 509, 511, 512 544, 549, 550 555, 556, 561 Laurenti, I.aurentius 1660-1722 ..... 61 Leeson, Miss Jane Eliza 1807-1882 ..... 354 Leland, Rev. John . . . . . . . . 1754-1841 . .. ..... 21 Littledale, Rev. Richard Frederick 1833-1890 ..... 141, 204 Liturgy of St. James 339 Logan, John 1748-1788 .. .446 Longfellow, Rev. Samuel 1819-1892 .. 373, 397 Lowell, James Russell .. 1819-1891 . ...... 433 Lowenstern, Matthaus Appelles von 1594-1648 ......... 469 Lowth, Bishop Robert 1710 1797 ......... 313 Luke, Mrs. Jemima (Thompson) 1813-1906 ......... 350 Luther, Rev. Martin 1483-1546 ......... 213 Lyte, Rev. Henry Francis 1793-1847 18, 225, 258, 312, 378, 408, 467 Mackay, Mrs. Margaret (Mac kay) 1802-1887 413 Maclagan, Archbishop William Dalrymple 1826-1910 292, 294, 371 Madan, Rev. Martin 1726-1790 191 Mahlmann, Siegfried A . 1771-1826 . . . . 428 Mant, Bishop Richard 1776-1848 146; 161; 207, 293, 311, 375 Marriott, Rev. John 1780-1825 104 Mason, Rev. Jackson 1833-1899 180 Mason, Rev. John -1694 27 Matheson, Rev. George 1842-1906 ......... 236 Mauburn, Rev. Abbe Jean 1460-1503 ......... 550 Maude, Mrs. Mary Fawler (Hooper) 1819- ......... 370 Medley, Rev. Samuel 1738-1799 ......... 263 Meinhold, Rev. Johann Wilhelm 1797-1851 ......... 414 Mercer, Rev. William 1811-1873 .......... 98 Merrill, Rev. William Pierson... 1867- ......... 492 Meyer, Sebastian William 1856- ......... 366 Meyfart Johann Matthaus 1590-1642 . ,, ,543 Midlane Rev. Albert 1825-1909 . 363, 452 Milman, Dean Henry Hart 1791-1868 33, 145, 409 Mohr, Rev. Joseph 17D2-184S 546 Monro, Rev. Edward 1815-1866 163 Monsell, Rev. John Samuel 1811-1875 113, 140, 325 Bewley 504, 532 Montgomery, James 1771-1854 80, 99, 103, 147, 151 256 262, 298 306, 310, 318 320 324, 362 450 475, 516 Moore, Thomas 1779-1852 ......... 38& Moultrie, Rev. Gerard 1829-1885 ..... 339, 533 Mozley, Henry Williams 1866 ......... 272 Muhlenberg Rev. William Au gustus 1796-1877 ...... 75, 343 Neale, Rev. John Mason 1818-1866 11, 23, 28, 66, 68 69, 74 82 89 102, Silo 126 143 144 170 171 285 289 291 330 386 416 457 507, 508, 511, 512, 536 540 544, 549 555 556 Nelson, Horatio (third Earl Nel son) 1823-1913 ......... 267 Newman, Cardinal John Henry 1801-1890 5, 8, 244, 259 Newton, Rev. John 1725-1807 46, 232, 303, 304, 468 Nicholson, Mary A 1875 ......... 558 Nicolai, Rev. Philip 1556-1608 ....... 62, 9 Noel, Miss Caroline Maria 1817-1877 ......... 528 North, Rev. Frank Mason 1850- ......... 491 Oakeley, Canon Frederick 1802-1880 .......... 72 Olivers, Rev. Thomas 1725-1799 ......... 253 Onderdonk, Bishop Henry Ustick 1789-1858 ......... 254 Osler, Dr. Edward 1798-1863 ......... 321 Oxenham, John 1915 ......... 438 Oxford Hymn Book 1908 ......... 338 Palgrave, Francis Turner 1824-1897 ......... 246 Palmer, Rev. Ray 1808-1887 ..... 211, 328 Paris Breviary 1736 .......... 91 Parker, Rev. Edwin Pond 1836- ......... 500 Perronet, Rev. Edward 1726-1792 ......... 192 Pierpoint, Folliott Sandford..... 1835- ......... 425 Plumptre, Dean Edward Hayes. 1821-1891 ...... 40, 537 Pollock, Rev. Thomas Benson. . . 1836-1896 142, 164, 357, 368, 473 Pope, Alexander 1688-1744 ......... 466 Pott, Rev. Francis 1832-1909 ..... 173, 461 Potter, Rev. Thomas Joseph 1827-1873 ......... 529 Procter, Miss Adelaide Anne 1825-1864 22, 384, 385 Prudentius, Aurelius Clemens 348-413 ....... 74, 93 Prynne, Rev. George Rundle 1818-1903 ......... 361 Pusey, Philip 1799-1855 ......... 469 Pye, Rev. Henry John 1825-1903 ......... 273 Raffles, Rev. Thomas 1788-18r3 ......... 403 Rawson, George .... : 1807-1899 ..... 203, 335 Reed, Rev. Andrew 1787-18G2 ........ 202 Richards, Rev. Charles l[...... 1839- - .499 Riley, John Athelstan Laurie. . . 1858- .266 Rinkhart, Rev. Martin........ 1586-1649 ....... 422 Roberts, Rev. Daniel C 1811-1907 ......... 430 Robertson, Rev. William 1820-186 ~......... 341 Robinson, George 1842 463 Robinson, Rev. Richard Hayes 1842-1892 .16 Robinson, Rev. Robert......... 173.5-1790 ......... 243 Rorison, Rev. Gilbert 1821-1869 .......... 38 St. Ambrose (Aurelius Ambro sius), Bishop of Milan 340-397 .... 8, 11, 28 St. Anatolius 8th century 23, 416 St. Andrew, Bishop of Crete 660- 732 ......... 126 St. Bernard, Abbot of Clairvaux 1091-1153 158, 316, 328, St. Bernard of Cluny 12th century 68, -69, 511, 512 St. Francis Xavier 1506-1552 ......... 234 St. Germanus 634-734 .......... 82 St. John of Damascus c.696-749 170, 171, 540 St. Joseph the Hymnographer 9th century ..... 289, 536 St. Patrick, Bishop of Ireland... 372-466 ......... 525 St. Theodulph, Bishop of Orleans -821 ......... 143 St. Thomas a Kempis.......... 1379-1471 ......... 507 St. Thomas Aquinas 1225-1274 ..... 331, 338 Schenck, Rev. Theobald Heinrich 1656-1727 ......... 296 Schmolck, Rev. Benjamin 1672-1737 ......... 395 Scotch Paraphrase 1650 ......... 300 Scott, Rev. Thomas 1705-1775 ......... 177 Seagrave, Rev. Robert......... 1693-1759 ......... 114 Sears, Rev. Edmund Hamilton.. 1810-1876 ....... 79, 84 Shirley, Rev. Walter 1725-1786 ......... 157 Shrubsole, William 1759 1829 ......... 487 Shurtleff, Rev. Ernest Warburton 1862- ......... 534 Smith, Mrs. Caroline Louisa (Sprague) 1827-1862 .......... 31 Smith, Rev. Samuel Francis 1808-1895 ..... 427, 479 Smyttan, Rev. George blunt.... 1825-1870 .. ..... 123 Stammers, Joseph 1801-1885 ......... 112 Stanley, Dean Arthur Penrhyn 1815-1881 ......... 286 Steele, Miss Anne............. 1716-1778 ......... 396 Stennett, Rev. Samuel 1727-1795 ......... 194 Stock, Miss Sarah Geraldina.... 1838-1898 ......... 485 Stone, Rev. Samuel John 1839-1900 ..... 129, 464 Stowell, Canon Hugh 1799-1865 .......... 32 Swedish .... . 345 Synesius, Bishop of Ptolemais 375 430 393 Tate, Nahum .... 1652-1715 ......... 71 Tate and Brady . . 1696 172, 307, 308, 314 Taylor, John 1750 1826 ......... 521 Tennyson, Alfred, Lord 1809-1892 .... ,412, 444 Tersteegen, Gerhardt........... 1697-1769 ......... 227 Thomas of Celano 13th century 65 Thomson, Mrs. Mary Ann 1834- ......... 474 Thring, Rev. Godfrey 1823-1903 14, 92, 137, 147, 524, 527, 542 Tisserand, Jean -1494 ......... 555 Toke, Mrs. Emma Leslie 1818-1878 ..... 189, 269 Toplady, Rev. Augustus Mon tague 1i40-1778 34, 191, 217 Traditional 547, 551 Turton, Lieut.-Col. William Harry, 1856- 337 Tuttiett, Rev. Laurence....... 1825-1897 448, 535 Twells, Canon Henry 1823-1900 399 Vokes, Mrs , , 484 Wallin, Archbishop Johan Olaf 1779-1839 ......... 345 Wardlaw, Rev. Ralph 1779o1853 ., 219 Waring Miss Anna Letitia 1823g1910 ..... 220, 224 Warner Miss Anna Bartlett 182181910 , 406 Watson, George 1811-1898 ......... 419 Watts, Rev. Isaac 1674-1748 44, 101, 154 200, 250, 301 302, 309, 445, 480, 488, 513 Weissel, Rev. George 1590-1635 18d Welsh ' 42 Wesley, Rev. Charles 1707-1788 4, 7 55, 57, 73, 100, 136, 175, 187 215, 223, 226 230, 505, 521 Wesley, Rev. John 1703-1791 119, 187, 227, 229 Whateley, Archbishop Richard., 1787-1863 .......... 26 White, Henry Kirke 1785-1806 ......... 116 Whiting, William . . 182F1878 .... : 415 Whittier, John Greenleaf 1807-1892 120, 404, 460, 496 Whittingham, Bishop William Rollinson 1805-1879 ......... 543 Whytehead, Rev. Thomas 1815-1843 ......... 165 Williams, Bishop Gershom Mott 1857- ......... 345 Williams, Helen Maria 1762-1827 .......... 35 Williams Rev. Isaac 1802-1865 ..... 122, 509 Williams Rev. Peter 1722-1796 .......... 42 Williams, Rev. William 1717-1791, 42 Willis, Richard Storrs.......... 1819-1900 ......... 356 Winkworth, Miss Catherine 1829-1878 62, 186, 342, 414, 422, 440, 545 Wolcott, Rev. Samuel 1813-1866 ......... 486 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATORS 547 NAME DATE No. Woodford, Bishop James Russell 1820-1885 ......... 109 Wordsworth, Bishop Christopher 1807-1885 13, 43, 77, 96, 121, ]66, 208, 297, 426, 520, 522 Wordsworth, Miss Elizabeth, 1840-- ......... 214 Wordsworth, William 1770-1850 ........... 9 Wortman, Rev. Denise.......... 1835- ......... 451 Wreford, Rev. John Reynell 1800-1881 ......... 431 Xavier, Sister Mary 1877 .......... 36 Zinzendorf, Rev. Count Nicholas Ludwig von 1700-1760 ..... 119, 449