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Jesu! The Very Thought is Sweet!

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 95 hymnals First Line: Jesu! the very thought is sweet Lyrics: 1. Jesu! the very thought is sweet! In that dear name all heart-joys meet; But sweeter than the honey far The glimpses of His presence are. 2. No word is sung more sweet than this: No name is heard more full of bliss; No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh, Than Jesus, Son of God most high. 3. Jesu! the hope of souls forlorn! How good to them for sin that mourn! To them that seek Thee, O how kind! But what art Thou to them that find? 4. Jesu, Thou sweetness, pure and blest, Truth's fountain, light of souls distressed, Surpassing all that heart requires, Exceeding all that soul desires! 5. No tongue of mortal can express, No letters write His blessedness, Alone who hath Thee in his heart Knows, love of Jesus! what Thou art. 6. O Jesu! King of wondrous might! O Victor, glorious from the fight! Sweetness that may not be expressed, And altogether loveliest! 7. Remain with us, O Lord, today! In every heart Thy grace display; That now the shades of night are fled, On Thee our spirits may be fed. 8. All honor, laud and glory be, O Jesu, virgin-born, to Thee! All glory, as is ever meet, To Father and to Paraclete. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: Sometimes attributed to an 11th Century abbess

The New Song

Author: Horatius Bonar Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 11 hymnals First Line: Beyond the hills where suns go down Lyrics: 1 Beyond the hills where suns go down, And brightly beckon as they go; I see the land of far renown, The land which I so soon shall know. 2 Above the dissonance of time, And discord of its angry words, I hear the everlasting chime, The music of unjarring chords. 3 I bid it welcome; and my haste To join it cannot brook delay; O song of morning, come at last, And ye who sing it, come away! 4 O song of light, and dawn, and bliss, Sound over earth, and fill these skies, Nor ever, ever, ever cease Thy soul entrancing melodies. 5 Glad song of this disburdened earth, Which holy voices then shall sing; Praise for creation’s second birth, And glory to creation’s king! Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: Hymns of Faith and Hope 2nd series (London, James Nisbet, 1861)

When Israel Out of Egypt Went

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1. When Israel out of Egypt went, From people of a speech unknown, The Lord among His people dwelt, And there He set his royal throne. 2. The sea beheld and fled away, The Jordan’s waters backward turned, The lofty mountains and the hills With trembling awe our God discerned. 3. What aileth thee, O troubled sea? Thou Jordan, why thy riven tide? Ye mountains and ye little hills, Why thus dismayed on every side? 4. O tremble, earth, before the Lord, In presence of Jehovah fear, Beneath whose touch the flinty rock Became a fount of water clear. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: The Psalter, 1912

When Far Astray

Author: Salathial C. Kirk Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: When far astray in sin, one day Lyrics: 1 When far astray in sin, one day The loving Savior passed my way; As helpless, sick, and sore I lay Deep in the pit and miry clay. 2 He stooped and touched me in my shame; I felt His touch, I breathed His name; A thrill divine went through my soul— I felt that touch had made me whole. 3 "For you I drank the bitter cup," Thus Jesus said, and raised me up; He raised me up, O praise the Lamb, From what I was to what I am! 4 I know the depths from whence I came; Thou knowest, too, how weak my frame; Keep Thou my hand within Thine own, For, O, I dare not walk alone! 5 Close by the side of such a friend, Whose love could such a depth descend, I shall not wander from the fold, For power to save is grace to hold. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: Musings Along the Way (Philadelphia: A. H. Sickler & Company, 1900)

Children, in Years and Knowledge Young

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 67 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Children, in years and knowledge young, Your parents’ hope, your parents’ joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue, Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2. If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state, Restrain your feet from impious ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3. The eyes of God regard His saints, His ears are open to their cries; He sets His frowning face against The sons of violence and lies. 4. To humble souls and broken hearts God with His grace is ever nigh; Pardon and hope His love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5. He tells their tears, He counts their groans, His Son redeems their souls from death; His Spirit heals their broken bones, They in His praise employ their breath. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

Thy Broken Body, Gracious Lord

Author: Samuel P. Tregelles, 1813-1875 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 25 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Thy broken body, gracious Lord, Is shadowed by this broken bread; The wine which in this cup is poured, Points to the blood which Thou hast shed. 2. And while we meet together thus, We show that we are one in Thee; Thy precious blood was shed for us, Thy death, O Lord, hast set us free! 3. We have one hope that Thou wilt come, Thee in the air we wait to see, When Thou wilt give Thy saints a home, And we shall ever reign with Thee. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED

Father In Heav'n, Look Down, I Pray

Author: Grace W. Hinsdale Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Father in Heav’n, look down, I pray Lyrics: 1 Father in Heav’n, look down, I pray, And guide my steps throughout the day; Let not my thoughts to sin incline, But fill me with Thy grace divine. 2 Let all my words and actions be Restrained and governed, Lord, by Thee; Bless my dear friends whom Thou has giv’n To teach my soul the way to Heav’n. 3 Bless me, dear Lord, again I pray; Let nothing tempt me from the way Which leads at last, through Jesus’ love To that sweet home of joy above. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: Coming to the King (New York: Anson D. F. Randolph, 1865)

All Ye That Seek the Lord Who Died

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 7 hymnals Lyrics: 1. All ye that seek the Lord who died, Your God for sinners crucified, Prevent the earliest dawn, and come To worship at His sacred tomb. 2. Bring the sweet spices of your sighs, Your contrite hearts, and streaming eyes, Your sad complaints, and humble fears; Come, and embalm Him with your tears. 3. While thus ye love your souls t’employ, Your sorrow shall be turned to joy: Now, let all your grief be o’er! Believe, and ye shall weep no more. 4. An earthquake hath the cavern shook, And burst the door, and rent the rock; The Lord hath sent His angel down, And he hath rolled away the stone. 5. As snow behold his garment white, His countenance as lightning bright: He sits, and waves a flaming sword, And waits upon his rising Lord. 6. The third auspicious morn is come, And calls your Savior from the tomb, The bands of death are torn away, The yawning tomb gives back its prey. 7. Could neither seal nor stone secure, Nor men, nor devils make it sure? The seal is broke, the stone cast by, And all the powers of darkness fly. 8. The body breathes, and lifts His head, The keepers sink, and fall as dead; The dead restored to life appear, The living quake, and die for fear. 9. No power a band of soldiers have To keep one body in its grave: Surely it no dead body was That could the Roman eagles chase. 10. The Lord of Life is risen indeed, To death delivered in your stead; His rise proclaims your sins forgiv’n, And show the living way to Heav’n. 11. Haste then, ye souls that first believe, Who dare the Gospel-Word receive, Your faith with joyful hearts confess, Be bold, be Jesus’ witnesses. 12. Go tell the followers of your Lord Their Jesus is to life restored; He lives, that they His life may find; He lives, to quicken all mankind. The Garden of the Sepulcher 13. It was a night of calls and far replies, A night of trembling for that Serpent head In gulfs that were before the eldest dead— A night of whispering haste along the skies, Prayer, and a wondering down of seraph eyes; While stilled Jerusalem, washed in the moon’s light, Lay like a brood of sepulchers, ghost-white. 14. The dark was dying silverly, that strange, Still hour when Earth is falling toward the day— That hour of spacious silence and delay When all things pose upon the hinge of change. The guardsmen had grown silent on their round, Their fire was sinking, when a crash of sound— Darkness—a reel of Earth—a rush of light— Cleft rocks—then scent of aloes on the night! 15. Their faces turned to faces of the dead, Their spears fell clamoring terribly as they fled. And He stood risen in the guarded place, With empire in His gesture—on His face The hush of muted music and the might That drew the stars down on the ancient night. 16. Tall in the first-light, mystical and pale, He stood as one who dares and cannot fail, As some high conscript of the Bright Abodes, As one still called to travel on the wild roads In Love’s divine adventure—His white face Hushed with heroic purpose for the race; Yet wistful of the men who should deny Him, And wistful of the years that should belie Him. 17. With peace of heart the blind world could not break, He took a path the young leaves keep awake. Glad of the day come back and loving all, He passed across the morning, felt the cool, Sweet, kindling air blown upward from the pool A burning bush was reddening by the wall; An oleander bough was full of stirs, Struck by the robes of unseen messengers. 18. The hills broke purpling, as the sun’s bright edge Pushed slowly up behind a rocky ledge: The hovering dome of the Temple, gray and cold, Burned out with sudden, unexpected gold. A light wind silvered up the olive slope, And all the world was wonder and wild hope! 19. Edwin Markham The Shoes of Happiness and Other Poems, 1921 Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: Hymns for Our Lord's Resurrection (London: William Strahan, 1746), number 1

Lord, In Thy Field I Work All Day

Author: John Keble Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 "Lord, in Thy field I work all day, I read, I teach, I warn, I pray, And yet these willful wandering sheep Within Thy fold I cannot keep. 2 "I journey, yet no step is won— Alas! the weary course I run! Like sailors shipwrecked in their dreams All powerless and benighted seems." 3 What? wearied out with half a life? Scared with this smooth unbloody strife? Think where thy coward hopes had flown, Had Heaven held out the martyr’s crown. 4 How couldst thou hang upon the cross, To whom a weary hour is loss? Or how the thorns and scourging brook, Who shrinkest from a scornful look? 5 Yet ere thy craven spirit faints, Hear thine own king, the King of saints; Though thou wert toiling in the grave, ’Tis He can cheer thee, He can save. 6 He is th’ eternal mirror bright, Where angels view the Father’s light, And yet in Him the simplest swain May read his homely lesson plain. 7 Early to quit His home on earth, And claim His high celestial birth, Alone with His true Father found Within the temple’s solemn round: 8 Yet in meek duty to abide For many a year at Mary’s side, Nor heed, though restless spirits ask, "What? hath the Christ forgot His task?" 9 Conscious of Deity within, To bow before an heir of sin, With folded arms on humble breast, By His own servant washed and blest: 10 With hymns of angels in His ears, Back to His task of woe and tears, Unmurmuring through the world to roam With not a wish or thought of home: 11 All but Himself to heal and save, Till ripened for the cross and grave, He to His Father gently yield The breath that our redemption sealed: 12 Then to unearthly life arise, Yet not at once to seek the skies, But glide away from saint to saint, Lest on our lonely way we faint; 13 And through the cloud by glimpses show How bright, in Heaven, the marks will glow Of the true cross, imprinted deep Both on the Shepherd and the sheep: 14 When out of sight, in heart and prayer Thy chosen people still to bear, And from behind Thy glorious veil, Shed light that cannot change or fail: 15 This is Thy pastoral course, O Lord, Till we be saved, and Thou adored; Thy course and ours—but who are they Who follow on the narrow way? 16 And yet of Thee from year to year The Church’s solemn chant we hear, As from Thy cradle to Thy throne She swells her high heart-cheering tone. 17 Listen, ye pure white robèd souls, Whom in her list she now enrolls, And gird yet from your high emprize By these her thrilling minstrelsies. 18 And wheresoe’er, in earth’s wide field, Ye lift, for Him, the red-cross shield, Be this your song your joy and pride— "Our Champion went before and died." Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: The Christian Year 1827

Just Are Thy Ways

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 63 hymnals First Line: Just are Thy ways, and true Thy Word Lyrics: 1. Just are Thy ways, and true Thy Word, Great rock of my secure abode: Who is a god beside the Lord? Or where’s a refuge like our God? 2. ’Tis He that girds me with His might, Gives me His holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight Spreads His salvation for my shield. 3. He lives, and blessèd be my rock! The God of my salvation lives: The dark designs of hell are broke; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 4. Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Father’s name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach and bear the shame. 5. To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their head Knows not a limit, nor an end. Used With Tune: ABSCHIED Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719