Hymns of the Early Church: translated from Greek and Latin sources; together with translations from a later period; centos and suggestions from the Greek; and several original pieces

Author: Rev. John Brownlie, D. D.
Publisher: Morgan & Scott LD, London, 1913
Language: English
Notes: Numbering is by page number.
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1Wake, awake to duty!TextPage Scan
3Thine be the glory, God of LightTextPage Scan
4With beauty decked the morn ascendsTextPage Scan
5Rise, thou glorious orb of dayTextPage Scan
8Up, up, my soul! with gladness riseTextPage Scan
10The crimson blush of morning glowsTextPage Scan
12The morn awakes; from eastern hillsTextPage Scan
14Gone are the shades of nightTextPage Scan
16Lo, in its brightness the morning arisingTextPage Scan
18From the hills the light is streamingTextPage Scan
20O Light that knew no dawnTextPage Scan
22The morn in beauty breaksTextPage Scan
23Now at this evening hourTextPage Scan
24Fades the glory of the west--TextPage Scan
26See where the orb of dayTextPage Scan
28There is no darkness where Thou artTextPage Scan
30Lord, upon our night descendingTextPage Scan
32Lord, let my evening prayerTextPage Scan
34O Lord of light, Thy beams displayTextPage Scan
36God of all grace, Thy mercy sendTextPage Scan
38The day fades into nightTextPage Scan
40A crown of gold surpassing rareTextPage Scan
42O Word of Truth! in devious pathsTextPage Scan
43Rosy dawn, with locks of goldTextPage Scan
45In the early morningTextPage Scan
48Lo, the clouds of night are rendingTextPage Scan
50Herdsmen keeping lonely vigilTextPage Scan
52Hail to the King, who comes in weakness nowTextPage Scan
54Hark! upon the morning breezesTextPage Scan
56Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hillsTextPage Scan
58Come, let us sing with joyful mirthTextPage Scan
60Zion is glad this glorious morn:TextPage Scan
62Out from the rising of the sunTextPage Scan
64What shall we bring to Thee?TextPage Scan
66Over trackless regionsTextPage Scan
68Bethlehem rejoices!TextPage Scan
70A band of herdsmen tarried lateTextPage Scan
72Glory in the highest!TextPage Scan
74Christ is born, go forth to meet HimTextPage Scan
76Behold the Lord to Zion ridesTextPage Scan
78O God of love, whose mercy cameTextPage Scan
80Christ the Word! Thine incarnationTextPage Scan
83Glory to God! The morn appointed breaksTextPage Scan
85Accept our evening prayerTextPage Scan
87We have heard the wondrous storyTextPage Scan
89He led them forth to BethanyTextPage Scan
91See the King of kings ascendingTextPage Scan
93He mounts to where the azure shinesTextPage Scan
95Past the cross with all its shameTextPage Scan
97Oh, may the Spirit of all graceTextPage Scan
99To God the Holy GhostTextPage Scan
101Spirit of Light, Thy glory pourTextPage Scan
102O King enthroned on highTextPage Scan
104Spirit of God, in love descendTextPage Scan
106Lord, may Thy Holy Spirit calmTextPage Scan
108As Thou didst say--the Spirit cameTextPage Scan
110O Gracious Christ, Thy power revealTextPage Scan
112Thou, Lord, hast power to healTextPage Scan
114A Fount of mercy, Lord, Thou artTextPage Scan
116Rest in the Lord, O servant by His graceTextPage Scan
118Almighty God, great Source of allTextPage Scan
120Great love Divine, whose compass broadTextPage Scan
122Great Son of God, supremely braveTextPage Scan
124How shall we climb the hill of GodTextPage Scan
126Almighty God! Thy power controlsTextPage Scan
128Far from Thy heavenly careTextPage Scan
129Light serene of holy gloryTextPage Scan
130When Thou shalt come, O LordTextPage Scan
132To Thy blest Cross, O Christ, we comeTextPage Scan
133Lord, I am Thine, for Thou hast died for meTextPage Scan
135Come, with the load of sorrow thou art bearingTextPage Scan
137When the morn with golden rayTextPage Scan
139Glorious from the field of strifeTextPage Scan
141Darkly the tempest sweptTextPage Scan
143O city girt with glory!TextPage Scan
147Christian soldiers in the conflict!TextPage Scan
149The time is drawing nearTextPage Scan
151Lord, to our humble prayers attend:TextPage Scan
154Come, praise with gladness the Lord of all creationTextPage Scan
156High on the throne of the Ancient of DaysTextPage Scan
158Ah, that blest abode aboveTextPage Scan
160I sought the Lord at early mornTextPage Scan
162Let a shining robe be mineTextPage Scan
164I am alone, yet not aloneTextPage Scan
166Oh, the Cross, the Saviour dyingTextPage Scan
167I wandered sore distressedTextPage Scan
168Once the Lord, for our salvationTextPage Scan
170Close beside the heart that loves meTextPage Scan
172My soul doth wait on GodTextPage Scan
174The chariots of the Lord are strongTextPage Scan
176O heavenly land beyond the sun!TextPage Scan
178There is no friend like JesusTextPage Scan
180When I heard the Saviour callingTextPage Scan
182I would not have a hand to guideTextPage Scan
183O Jesus, let me hear Thy voiceTextPage Scan
184Come, rest awhile; 'tis eventide--TextPage Scan
186We bless Thee, Lord, that Thou hast spreadTextPage Scan
188Hark the voice of angelsTextPage Scan
191O, come in early morningTextPage Scan
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