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Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tower

Author: Johann Scheffler, 1624-1677; John Wesley, 1703-1791 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 165 hymnals Topics: The Life in Christ Love and Gratitude Used With Tune: PATER OMNIUM

Thou hidden love of God, whose height

Author: John Wesley; Gerhard Tersteegen Appears in 265 hymnals Used With Tune: [Thou hidden love of God, whose height]

Father in Heaven, Who Lovest All

Author: Rudyard Kipling Appears in 81 hymnals First Line: Father, in heav'n, who lovest all Used With Tune: PATER OMNIUM

This Is the Field

Author: Joseph Hinchsliffe Appears in 57 hymnals First Line: This is the field, the world below Lyrics: 1. This is the field, the world below, In which the sowers came to sow, Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares, For so the word of truth declares: And soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. 2. Most awful truth! and is it so? Must all the world that harvest know? Is every man or wheat or tare? Then for that harvest O prepare! For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. 3. To love my sins—a saint to appear, To grow with wheat—yet be a tare, May serve me while I live below, Where tares and wheat together grow: But soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. 4. But all who truly righteous be Their Father’s kingdom then shall see; And shine like suns for ever there: He that hath ears, now let him hear; For soon the reaping time will come, And angels shout the harvest home. Used With Tune: PATER OMNIUM Text Sources: Favourite Hymns, Odes, and Anthems, as Sung at the Methodist Chapels in Sheffield, Rotherham, Doncaster, and Nottingham Circuits, fifth edition, 1797

At evening time, let there be light

Author: James Montgomery Appears in 38 hymnals Used With Tune: PATER OMNIUM

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me

Author: Rev. John Wesley; Paulus Gerhardt Appears in 347 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; Oh, 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 Oh, grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but Thy pure love alone! Oh, may Thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange fires far from my soul remove; May every act, word, thought be love! 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! How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my work, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 5 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 important hour Of death, be Thou my guide and friend, That I may love Thee without end. Amen. Topics: Parochial Missions; For the Sick and Afflicted; Love Of God Used With Tune: [Jesus, Thy boundless love to me]

Music on Christmas Morning

Author: Anne Brontë Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Music I love--but ne'er a strain Lyrics: 1. Music I love—but ne’er a strain Could kindle raptures so divine, So grief assuage, so conquer pain, And rouse this pensive heart of mine; As that we hear on Christmas morn, Upon the wintry breezes borne. 2. Though darkness still her empire keep, And hours must pass, ere morning break; From troubled dreams, or slumbers deep, That music kindly bids us wake: It calls us, with an angel’s voice, To wake, and worship, and rejoice. 3. To greet with joy the glorious morn, Which angels welcomed long ago, When our redeeming Lord was born, To bring the light of Heaven below; The powers of darkness to dispel, And rescue Earth from death and hell. 4. While listening to that sacred strain, My raptured spirit soars on high; I seem to hear those songs again Resounding through the open sky, That kindled such divine delight, In those who watched their flocks by night. 5. With them, I celebrate His birth; Glory to God, in highest Heaven, Good will to men, and peace on Earth, To us a Savior King is given; Our God is come to claim His own, And Satan’s power is overthrown! 6. A sinless God, for sinful men, Descends to suffer and to bleed; Hell must renounce its empire then; The price is paid, the world is freed, And Satan’s self must now confess, That Christ has earned a right to bless. 7. Now holy peace may smile from Heaven, And heavenly truth from earth shall spring: The captive’s galling bonds are riven, For our Redeemer is our King; And He that gave His blood for men Will lead us home to God again. Used With Tune: PATER OMNIUM Text Sources: Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (London: Aylott and Jones, 1846)