Adelaide Anne Procter

Adelaide Anne Procter
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Short Name: Adelaide Anne Procter
Full Name: Procter, Adelaide Anne, 1825-1864
Birth Year: 1825
Death Year: 1864

Not to be confused with Adelaide A. Pollard.

Adelaide Anne Proctor was born in London, in 1825. Her father, Brian W. Proctor, is well known by his literary nom de guerre of Barry Cornwall. In 1853, Miss Proctor became a contributor to Dickens' "Household Words." Her reputation as a poet was secured by the publication of her first volume of "Legends and Lyrics," in 1858. A second volume was added in 1860. She also published other compositions in poetry and prose. She died in 1864. She was a member of the Roman Catholic Church.
--Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A. 1872.
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Procter, Adelaide Anne, daughter of Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall), was born in Bedford Square, London, Oct. 30, 1825. In 1851 she entered the Roman communion, and died in London, Feb. 2, 1864. Miss Procter displayed more than usual intellectual powers at an early age. In later years she was skilled in music and languages. Her poetical gifts have been widely appreciated. Her Legends and Lyrics, A Book of Verse, was published in 1858. Of this an enlarged edition was published in 1862. Her hymns in common use from these two editions are:—

1. I do not ask, 0 Lord, that life may be. Resignation. In her Legends, &c., 1862. It is one of the most widely used of Miss Procter's hymns.
2. I thank Thee, 0 my God, Who made. Thankfulness. In her Legends, &c., 1858, p. 207, in 6 stanzas of 6 lines. In several collections, including the Hymnal Companion, it begins in an altered form, "My God, I thank Thee, Who hast made;" and in others, "Our God, we thank Thee, Who hast made." Bishop Bickersteth in his note on this hymn in the Hymnal Companion, 1816, says, "This most beautiful hymn by A. A. Procter (1858), touches the chord of thankfulness in trial, as perhaps no other hymn does, and is thus most useful for the visitation of the sick."
3. One by one the sands are going [flowing]. The links of Life. In her Legends, &c., 1858, p. 20, in 8 stanzas of 4 lines.
4. Rise, for the day is passing. Redeem the Time. In her Legends, &c., 1858. Sometimes given as "Arise, for the day is passing," as in Holy Song, 1869.
5. Strive; yet I do not promise. Strive, Wait, Pray. In her Legends, &c., 1858, p. 103, in 3 stanzas of 8 lines.
6. The way is long and dreary. Life a Pilgrimage. In her Legends, &c., 1858, p. 136, in 3 stanzas of 8 lines and a refrain.
7. The shadows of the evening hours. Evening. In her Legends, &c., 1862.
8. We ask for peace, 0 Lord. Peace with God. In her Legends, &c., 1858, p. 214, in 4 stanzas of 9 lines.

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)


Texts by Adelaide Anne Procter (47)sort descendingAsInstances
A stable rude and a manger bedAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Are we not noblesMiss A. A. Procter (Author)2
Arise, this day shall shineMiss A. A. Procter (Author)3
Around thystarry crownAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Ave Maria, bright and pureA. Procter (Author)17
Before Thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close ofAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)7
But for a moment, this valley of sorrowsAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
Carry thy sorrow to JesusA. A. P. (Author)2
Cleanse me, O Lord, from all that grieves thy loveAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Do not look at life's long sorrowAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
Fierce raged the tempest over the deepAdelaide A. Procter (Author)2
For all the Savior's heart was brokenAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Fret not, poor soul, while doubt and fearAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
Give us our daily breadAdelaide A. Procter (Author)2
Gracious Spirit, dwell with meAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)1
Here the heart-arche, there the gladnessAdelaide A. Procter (Author)2
How pure, how [and] frail, and whiteA. Procter (Author)16
Hush, I cannot bear to see theeAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
I beg of you, I beg of youMiss A. A. Procter (Author)2
I do not ask, O Lord, that life may beAdelaide A. Procter (Author)110
I thank you, Lord, that you have madeAdelaide Anne Procter 1825-64 (Author)2
If we daily labor, doing whatAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Judge not, the workings of his brainMiss A. A. Procter (Author)5
Let me count my treasuresA. Procter (Author)2
Love divine, through all thingsAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Misaotra Anao zahay izaoAdelaide A. Procter (Author)2
My God, I thank Thee who hast madeAdelaide A. Procter (Author)185
Nothing resting in its own complenessMiss A. A. Procter (Author)2
O Savior, ere we partAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
O to have dwelt in BethlehemMiss A. A. Procter (Author)4
One by one, our duties wait usAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
One by one, the sands are flowingMiss Procter (Author)43
One Priest alone can pardon meAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)5
Our God, we thank theeA. A. Procter (Author)5
Rise, for the day is passingAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
Seated one day at the organAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)3
See the rivers flowing downward to the seaAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)7
Sow with a generous handMiss A. A. Proctor (Author)4
Stay, weary sinnerAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
Strive, yet I do not promise the prizeAdelaide A. Procter (Author)3
The moon that now is shiningAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
The shadows of the evening hoursAdelaide A. Procter (Author)195
The way is long and dreary, The path is bleak and bareA. A. Procter (Author)28
Through the world thy children raiseA. Procter (Author)7
'Tis to fight the battleAdelaide Anne Procter (Author)2
We ask for peace, O LordMiss A. A. Procter (Author)6
Weighed in the balance, and wantingA. A. P. (Author)2

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