Henry Francis Lyte

Henry Francis Lyte
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Short Name: Henry Francis Lyte
Full Name: Lyte, Henry Francis, 1793-1847
Birth Year: 1793
Death Year: 1847

Lyte, Henry Francis, M.A., son of Captain Thomas Lyte, was born at Ednam, near Kelso, June 1, 1793, and educated at Portora (the Royal School of Enniskillen), and at Trinity College, Dublin, of which he was a Scholar, and where he graduated in 1814. During his University course he distinguished himself by gaining the English prize poem on three occasions. At one time he had intended studying Medicine; but this he abandoned for Theology, and took Holy Orders in 1815, his first curacy being in the neighbourhood of Wexford. In 1817, he removed to Marazion, in Cornwall. There, in 1818, he underwent a great spiritual change, which shaped and influenced the whole of his after life, the immediate cause being the illness and death of a brother clergyman. Lyte says of him:—

"He died happy under the belief that though he had deeply erred, there was One whose death and sufferings would atone for his delinquencies, and be accepted for all that he had incurred;"

and concerning himself he adds:—

"I was greatly affected by the whole matter, and brought to look at life and its issue with a different eye than before; and I began to study my Bible, and preach in another manner than I had previously done."

From Marazion he removed, in 1819, to Lymington, where he composed his Tales on the Lord's Prayer in verse (pub. in 1826); and in 1823 he was appointed Perpetual Curate of Lower Brixham, Devon. That appointment he held until his death, on Nov. 20, 1847. His Poems of Henry Vaughan, with a Memoir, were published in 1846.

His own Poetical works were:—
(1) Poems chiefly Religious 1833; 2nd ed. enlarged, 1845. (2) The Spirit of the Psalms, 1834, written in the first instance for use in his own Church at Lower Brixham, and enlarged in 1836; (3) Miscellaneous Poems (posthumously) in 1868. This last is a reprint of the 1845 ed. of his Poems, with "Abide with me" added. (4) Remains, 1850.
Lyte's Poems have been somewhat freely drawn upon by hymnal compilers; but by far the larger portion of his hymns found in modern collections are from his Spirit of the Psalms. In America his hymns are very popular. In many instances, however, through mistaking Miss Auber's (q. v.) Spirit of the Psalms, 1829, for his, he is credited with more than is his due. The Andover Sabbath Hymn Book, 1858, is specially at fault in this respect. The best known and most widely used of his compositions are "Abide with me, fast falls the eventide;” “Far from my heavenly home;" "God of mercy, God of grace;" "Pleasant are Thy courts above;" "Praise, my soul, the King of heaven;" and "There is a safe and secret place." These and several others are annotated under their respective first lines: the rest in common use are:—
i. From his Poems chiefly Religious, 1833 and 1845.
1. Above me hangs the silent sky. For Use at Sea.
2. Again, 0 Lord, I ope mine eyes. Morning.
3. Hail to another Year. New Year.
4. How good, how faithful, Lord, art Thou. Divine care of Men.
5. In tears and trials we must sow (1845). Sorrow followed by Joy.
6. My [our] rest is in heaven, my [our] rest is not here. Heaven our Home.
7. 0 Lord, how infinite Thy love. The Love of God in Christ.
8. Omniscient God, Thine eye divine. The Holy Ghost Omniscient.
9. The leaves around me falling. Autumn.
10. The Lord hath builded for Himself. The Universe the Temple of God.
11. Vain were all our toil and labour. Success is of God.
12. When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend. Lent.
13. When earthly joys glide swift away. Ps. cii.
14. Wilt Thou return to me, O Lord. Lent.
15. With joy we hail the sacred day. Sunday.

ii. From his Spirit of the Psalms, 1834.
16. Be merciful to us, O God. Ps. lvii.
17. Blest is the man who knows the Lord. Ps. cxii.
18. Blest is the man whose spirit shares. Ps. xli.
19. From depths of woe to God I cry. Ps. cxxxx.
20. Gently, gently lay Thy rod. Ps. vi.
21. Glorious Shepherd of the sheep. Ps. xxiii.
22. Glory and praise to Jehovah on high. Ps. xxix.
23. God in His Church is known. Ps. lxxvi.
24. God is our Refuge, tried and proved. Ps. xlvi.
25. Great Source of my being. Ps. lxxiii.
26. Hear, O Lord, our supplication. Ps. lxiv.
27. How blest the man who fears the Lord. Ps.cxxviii.
28. Humble, Lord, my haughty spirit. Ps. cxxxi.
29. In this wide, weary world of care. Ps. cxxxii.
30. In vain the powers of darkness try. Ps.lii.
31. Jehovah speaks, let man be awed. Ps. xlix.
32. Judge me, O Lord, and try my heart. Ps. xxvi.
33. Judge me, O Lord, to Thee I fly. Ps. xliii.
34. Lord, I have sinned, but O forgive. Ps. xli.
35. Lord, my God, in Thee I trust. Ps. vii.
36. Lord of the realms above, Our Prophet, &c. Ps.xlv.
37. Lone amidst the dead and dying. Ps. lxii.
38. Lord God of my salvation. Ps. lxxxviii.
39. Lord, I look to Thee for all. Ps. xxxi.
40. Lord, I would stand with thoughtful eye. Ps. lxix.
41. Lord, my God, in Thee I trust. Ps. vii.
42. My God, my King, Thy praise I sing. Ps. cviii.
43. My God, what monuments I see. Ps. xxxvi.
44. My spirit on [to] Thy care. Ps. xxxi.
45. My trust is in the Lord. Ps. xi.
46. Not unto us, Almighty Lord [God]. Ps. cxv.
47. O God of glory, God of grace. Ps. xc.
48. O God of love, how blest are they. Ps. xxxvii.
49. O God of love, my God Thou art. Ps. lxiii.
50. O God of truth and grace. Ps. xviii.
51. O had I, my Saviour, the wings of a dove. Ps. lv.
52. O how blest the congregation. Ps. lxxxix.
53. O how safe and [how] happy he. Ps. xci.
54. O plead my cause, my Saviour plead. Ps. xxxv.
55. O praise the Lord, 'tis sweet to raise. Ps. cxlvii.
56. O praise the Lord; ye nations, pour. Ps. cxvii.
57. O praise ye the Lord With heart, &c. Ps. cxlix.
58. O that the Lord's salvation. Ps. xiv.
59. O Thou Whom thoughtless men condemn. Ps. xxxvi.
60. Of every earthly stay bereft. Ps. lxxiv.
61. Our hearts shall praise Thee, God of love. Ps. cxxxviii.
62. Pilgrims here on earth and strangers. Ps. xvi.
63. Praise for Thee, Lord, in Zion waits. Ps. lxv.
64. Praise to God on high be given. Ps. cxxxiv.
65. Praise ye the Lord, His servants, raise. Ps. cxiii.
66. Redeem'd from guilt, redeem'd from fears. Ps. cxvi.
67. Save me by Thy glorious name. Ps. liv.
68. Shout, ye people, clap your hands. Ps. xlvii.
69. Sing to the Lord our might. Ps. lxxxi.
70. Strangers and pilgrims here below. Ps. cix.
71. Sweet is the solemn voice that calls. Ps. cxxii.
72. The Church of God below. Ps. lxxxvii.
73. The Lord is King, let earth be glad. Ps. xcvii.
74. The Lord is on His throne. Ps. xciii.
75. The Lord is our Refuge, the Lord is our Guide. Ps. xlvii.
76. The mercies of my God and King. Ps. lxxxix.
77. The Lord Who died on earth for men. Ps. xxi.
78. Tis a pleasant thing to fee. Ps. cxxxiii.
79. Thy promise, Lord, is perfect peace. Ps. iii.
80. Unto Thee I lift mine [my] eyes. Ps. cxxiii.
81. Whom shall [should] we love like Thee? Ps. xviii.
Lyte's versions of the Psalms are criticised where their sadness, tenderness and beauty are set forth. His hymns in the Poems are characterized by the same features, and rarely swell out into joy and gladness.

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)

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Lyte, Henry Francis, p. 706, i. Additional versions of Psalms are in common use:--
1. Lord, a thousand foes surround us. Psalms lix.
2. Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits. Psalms lxv.
3. The Christian like his Lord of old. Psalms cxl.
4. The Lord of all my Shepherd is. Psalms xxiii.
5. The Lord of heaven to earth is come. Psalms xcviii.
6. Thy mercy, Lord, the sinner's hope. Psalms xxxvi.
7. To Thee, O Lord, in deep distress. Psalms cxlii. Sometimes given as "To God I turned in wild distress."
8. Uphold me, Lord, too prone to stray. Psalms i.
9. When Jesus to our [my] rescue came. Psalms cxxvi. These versions appeared in the 1st edition of Lyte's Spirit of the Psalms, 1834. It must be noted that the texts of the 1834, the 1836, and the 3rd ed., 1858, vary considerably, but Lyte was not responsible for the alterations and omissions in the last, which was edited by another hand for use at St. Mark's, Torquay.
Lyte's version of Psalms xxix., "Glory and praise to Jehovah on high" (p. 706, ii., 22), first appeared in his Poems, 1st ed., 1833, p. 25. Read also No. 39 as "Lord, I look for all to Thee."

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)


Texts by Henry Francis Lyte (178)sort iconAsInstances
我心,應當來稱頌主,帶你禮物來獻上; (Wǒ xīn, yīngdāng lái chēngsòng zhǔ, dài nǐ lǐwù lái xiàn shàng;)Henry F. Lyte (Author)2
A Jesus, o Rei da glória, santos hinos entoai.Henry Francis Lyte (Author)2
Abide with me: fast falls the eventideHenry Francis Lyte (Author)1309
Abide with me, the Kosmon dawn is hereHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Abiding, O so wondrous sweet!H.F. Lyte (Author)1
Above me hangs the silent skyHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Ach bleib' bei mir, weil's Abend worden istHenry F. Lyte (Author)6
Again, O Lord, I ope my eyesHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Alles will ich, Herr, verlassenHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
Arise, ye people, and adoreLyte (Author)24
As bright and lasting as the sunLyte (Author)2
As pants the for cooling springs, So longs my soul, O King of KingsHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chaseHenry F. Lyte (Author)38
Away, ye ceaseless doubts and fearsLyte (Author)2
Be merciful to us, O God Lyte (Author)10
Bellas tu moradas sonHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Bleibe bei mir, die Nacht ist vor der TürHenry F. Lyte (Author)1
Bleibe bei uns, Herr, wenn es Abend wirdHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Blest is the man whose spirit sharesHenry F. Lyte (Author)8
Blest Savior, on thy careHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Blif du hos mig, ty afton kommer visstHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Bright was the guiding star that ledLyte (Author)1
Church of God, by Christ's salvationHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Did Christ o'er sinners weep?Rev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)3
E ka Makua e Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author)2
Es schreit der Hirsch nach frischem QuellHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Far from my heavenly homeHenry F. Lyte (Author)97
Fica ao meu lado, ó Deus, em meu viver.Henry Francis Lyte (Author)2
For long I toiledHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
For what shall I praise thee, my God and my King?Henry F. Lyte (Author)1
Forbliv hos mig; fort daler solen blidHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Gently, gently, lay Thy rodLyte (Author)32
Gently, gently, O my God, on me layHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Glorious Shepherd of the sheepHenry Francis Lyte (Author)3
God in his church is knownHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
God is our refuge, tried and provedHenry F. Lyte (Author)10
God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness of Thy faceHenry F. Lyte (Author)135
God of wisdom, God of graceHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Great God, we hail the sacred dayHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Great is the Lord, his praise be greatHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
Hark, round the God of loveHenry Francis Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)4
Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, "Who will go and work today?"Henry F. Lyte (Author)1
Haste, O Lord, my spirit faintsHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Hasten, Lord, the glorious timeLyte (Author)5
Heal me Lord, my flesh is weakLyte (Author)2
Hear, O Lord, our supplicationHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Help, Lord, the godly fail!Henry F. Lyte (Author)2
Herr, bleib bei mir, der Abend bricht hereinHenry Francis Lyte (Author)2
Herr, blieb' bei mir, die Sonne schon sich neightHenry F. Lyte (Author)13
Herr, blieb' bei uns, Der Tag hat sich geneigtHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
How blest the man who fears the Lord (Lyte)Henry F. Lyte (Author)4
Humble, Lord, my haughty spiritHenry F. Lyte (Author)8
I at last my cross have takenHenry F. Lyte (Arranger)2
I need thy presence every [Lord] [each] passing hourRev. Henry F. Lyte (Author)3
In tears and trials we must sowHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
In thee, O Lord, my trust I placeHenry Francis Lyte (Author)3
In vain the powers of darkness tryHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Is not the way to heavenly gainHenry F. Lyte (Author)4
Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow TheeHenry Francis Lyte (Author)946
Jesus, jag mitt kors vill b'raHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Jesus, mein Kreuz will ich tragenHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Judge me, O Lord, and try my heartLyte (Author)2
Kici mauŋ ye, Christ: oḣaŋkoyaHenry F. Lyte (Author)1
Know, my soul, thy full salvationH. F. Lyte (Author)92
Know, O child, thy full salvationHenry Francis Lyte (Author)9
Let the people praise thee, LordHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Lia wau, e Iesu KristoHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Lone amidst the dead and dyingHenry F. Lyte (Author)7
Long did I toil and knew no earthly restHenry F. Lyte (Author)19
Lord God of my salvation, To thee, to thee I cryHenry F. Lyte (Author)13
Lord, how the troublers of my peaceHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Lord, I have sinned, but O forgiveHenry F. Lyte (Author)4
Lord, I look for all to theeHenry F. Lyte (Author)16
Lord of the realms above, Our ProphetHenry F. Lyte (Author)4
Lord, thy blessings shedHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
'Tis not that I did choose TheeHenry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author (st. 3))1
Lord, to our prayer attendHenry Francis Lyte (Author)1
Loud was the wind, and wild the tideHenry Francis Lyte (Author)1
Man in his primal beauty shoneHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Momba anay, ry Jeso Tompo oH. F. Lyte (Author)2
My faith looks up to TheeHenry F. Lyte (Author)1
My God, my King, Thy praise I'll singHenry F. Lyte (Author)10
My God, what monuments I seeHenry F. Lyte (Author)8
My home is in heaven, my rest is not hereHenry F. Lyte (Author)88
My Savior, how Thy soul was awedHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
My spirit on Thy careHenry F. Lyte (Author)161
My trust is in the LordLyte (Author)2
My trust is in the Lord, What foe can injure me?Henry F. Lyte (Author)10
"No God for me!" the fool exclaimsHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Nos coeurs chantent, roi de gloireHenry F. Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)2
Not unto us almighty Lord, but to thyself the glory beHenry F. Lyte (Author)7
Now God be with us, for the night is closingRev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)1
O bliv hos mig naar livets kveld er n'rHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O had I, my Savior, the wings of a doveRev. Henry Francis Lyte (Author)14
O hallowed Head, compelled to bowHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O how blest the congregationHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O how safe, how happy heHenry F. Lyte (Author)8
O learn of me, the Savior criedHenry F. Lyte (Author)12
O Lord, how good, how great art thouRev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)15
O Lord, how infinite thy loveHenry F. Lyte (Author)15
Ó minha alma, a Deus bendizeHenry Francis Lyte (Author)2
O plead my cause, my Savior, pleadLyte (Author)3
O praise the Lord, 'tis sweet to raiseHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
O praise ye the Lord, his greatness proclaimHenry F. Lyte (Author)13
O praise ye the Lord With heart and with voiceHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
O that day of dread and wonderHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O what a conquest Jesus wonHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O while thou dost smile upon meHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
Of earthly stayHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
O for the death of thoseLyte (Author)1
O lift your hearts, O, tune your tonguesHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
O that the Lord's salvationLyte (Author)92
On thy Church, O Power DivineLyte (Author)2
Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathedLyte (Author)2
Pilgrims here on earth and strangersHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Pleasant are Thy courts aboveHenry F. Lyte (Author)182
Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waitsHenry F. Lyte (Author)63
Praise, my soul, the God of heavenHenry Francis Lyte (Author)5
Praise, my soul, the King of heavenHenry F. Lyte (Author)389
Praise, O praise the KingH. F. Lyte (Alterer)2
Praise the Lord, his glories showHenry Francis Lyte (Author)125
Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore himHenry Francis Lyte (Author)1
Praise to God on high be givenHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
Redeemed from guilt, redeemed from fearsHenry F. Lyte (Author)15
Rejoice, the Lord is King: Your Lord and King adoreRev. H. F. Lyte (Author)2
Reste avec moi, déjà le jour déclineHenry F. Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)2
Savior, lead us for we needHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Savior, like a shepherd lead usHenry F. Lyte (Author)7
Señor Jesús, el día ya se fueHenry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author)2
Señor Jesús, la luz del sol se fueHenry F. Lyte (Author)6
Sing to the Lord our MightRev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847) (Author)32
Som hjorten skriger efter vandH. F. Lyte (Author)2
Som toerstig hjort till k'llan trarHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Sons of men, behold from farLyte (Author)1
Soul, then know thy full salvationHenry F. Lyte (Author)16
Spirit of peace, celestial doveRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author)2
Spirit of purity and loveLyte (Author)1
Stranger and pilgrim here below, I turn for refuge, Lord, to theeHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Sweet evening hour, sweet evening hourHenry F. Lyte (Author)8
Sweet is the solemn voice that callsHenry F. Lyte (Author)16
Sweet is the work, O LordLyte (Author)6
Swift to its close ebbs out life's little dayHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
Take, my soul, thy full salvationRev. Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author)31
Teach me, Lord, my true conditionHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The Christian, like his Lord of oldLyte (Author)2
The church of God belowHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The leaves around me fallingHenry F. Lyte (Author)17
The Lord hath builded for himselfHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
The Lord in trouble hear theeHenry F. Lyte (Author)5
The Lord is our Refuge, the Lord is our GuideHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The Lord of all my Shepherd isHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The Lord who died on earth for menHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The love of God, how safely led, How surely kept, how richly fedHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
The mercies of my God and KingLyte (Author)29
The powers of earth and hell combineHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
There is a safe and secret placeH. F. Lyte, 1793-1847 (Author)103
They who on the Lord relyLyte (Author)2
Thou, whose never failing armHenry F. Lyte (Author)6
Thy mercy, Lord, the sinner's hopeHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Thy promise, Lord, is perfect peaceHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
'Tis a pleasant thing to seeHenry F. Lyte (Author)14
’Tis He! ’Tis He! The Son of God!Henry F. Lyte (Author)2
Tossed upon life's raging billowLyte (Author)1
Uphold me, Lord, too prone to strayHenry F. Lyte (Author)7
Vain were all our toil and laborLyte (Author)13
Vainly through night's weary hoursHenry Francis Lyte (Author)6
Vater der BarmherzigkeitHenry F. Lyte (Author)1
When at thy footstool, Lord, I bendH. F. Lyte (Author)27
When earthly joys glide swift awayHenry Francis Lyte (Author)1
When Jesus to my rescue cameHenry F. Lyte (Author)3
Who O Lord, when life is o'er Lyte (Author)3
Whom have we, Lord, in heaven but theeLyte (Author)2
Whom should we love like theeHenry Francis Lyte (Author)2
Why bid me like a birdHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
Why do the people rageHenry F. Lyte (Author)2
With joy we hail the sacred dayLyte (Author)8
Yamni ohiŋniyaŋ kiŋHenry F. Lyte (Author)1
Yes, he is mine, and naught of earthly thingsHenry F. Lyte (Author)2

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