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Tsy mangataka aho Tompo (I don't want anything, O Lord)
Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: CALON LÂN
Tsy mangataka aho Tompo (I don't want anything, O Lord)
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Author: Henry Francis Lyte Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1,325 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Jesus, I my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee;
Destitute, despis'd, forsaken,
Thou from hence my all shalt be.
Perish, ev'ry fond ambition,
All I've sought, and hop'd, and known;
Yet how rich is my condition;
God and Heav'n are still my own!
2. Let the world despise and leave me;
They have left my Savior, too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like them, untrue;
And while thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me;
Show thy face, and all is bright!
3. Go then, earthly fame and treasure!
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In thy service, pain is pleasure;
With thy favor, loss is gain.
I have called thee Abba, Father;
I have stayed my heart on thee;
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather;
All must work for good to me.
4. Haste then on from grace to glory,
Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r;
Heav'n's eternal day before thee;
God's own hand shall guide me there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission;
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope soon change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. Topics: Ordinary Time Week 17 Scripture: Matthew 16:24-25 Used With Tune: CALON LAN
Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken
Lowly Bending At Thy Footstool
Author: Unknown Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lowly bending at Thy footstool,
Humbly kneeling at Thy feet,
Lord, I come, with deep contrition,
Thy forgiveness to entreat.
Far from Thee my heart has wandered,
Filled with trifling, earthly thought,
Never do I seem to love Thee,
Or to serve Thee as I ought.
2 When Thy sacred Book I’m reading,
When its leaves with glory shine,
When the Spirit is revealing
To my soul some truth divine,
Even then there come to vex me
Thoughts I do not love or seek,
Proving that my faith is wavering,
That my strength is growing weak.
3 Lord, on Thee I cast this burden,
Helpless in this fight am I;
Hear my prayer, O God, for succor,
Hear Thy servant’s earnest cry:
Oh forgive my past transgressions,
All these wandering thoughts remove,
Fill my heart to overflowing
With my precious Savior’s love. Used With Tune: CALON LÂN Text Sources: Songs of Gladness (London: Sunday School Union, 1871)
Lowly Bending At Thy Footstool
What a Friend We Have in Jesus
Author: Joseph Medlicott Scriven Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1,755 hymnals Used With Tune: CALON LÂN
What a Friend We Have in Jesus
Come, O Fount of every blessing
Author: Robert Robinson 1735-90 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2,233 hymnals Topics: The Christian Life Perseverance Scripture: Luke 15:4 Used With Tune: CALON LÅN
Come, O Fount of every blessing
All Who Love and Serve Your City
Author: Erik Routley Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 34 hymnals Used With Tune: CALON LÂN
All Who Love and Serve Your City
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
Author: William R. Wallace Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: They say that man is mighty Lyrics: 1 They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea;
He wields a mighty scepter
O’er lesser powers that be;
By a mightier power and stronger,
Man from his throne is hurled,
And the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
2 Blessings on the hand of woman!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place!
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
3 Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow;
Mother’s first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow;
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or darkness hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
4 Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
5 Blessings on the hand of woman!
Fathers, sons and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky—
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world. Used With Tune: CALON LÅN
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle
Shelter safely in the shadow
Author: David G. Preston Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: The Christian Life Submission and Trust; Travel Scripture: Psalm 91 Used With Tune: CALON LÅN
Shelter safely in the shadow
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