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Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish

Author: Thomas Moore Appears in 1,075 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish, Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel: Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. Used With Tune: COME, YE DISCONSOLATE (Alma) (Comforter)

Nearer, my God, to Thee

Author: Sarah Flower Adams Appears in 2,560 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; yet in my dreams I'd be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! 3 There let the way appear, Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! 4 Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! 5 Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee; Nearer to Thee! Used With Tune: BETHANY

Salig' er de Døde, hine

Author: Landstad; F. G. Klopstock Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday High Mass Lyrics: 1 Salig' er de Døde, hine Som dø i Herren, ingen Pine Skal nodensinde røre dem; Aanden siger, at de hvile, Og brudte ere Dødens Pile, De fundet har et Fredens Hjem! Og deres Gjerning al Dem hisset følge skal. Lover Herren! som vel har gjort; Dem, som gik bort, Han favner inden Himlens Port. 2 Tak, Tilbedelse og Ære, Magt, Visdom, Herlighed skal være Guds Lam, som Verdens Synder bar! Skare, som har overvundet, Som har din Seiers-Krone fundet, Pris Lammet, som opofret var! Han gik for os i Grav, Vi staa med ham deraf, Synge Seier-og Glaædeskvad I Englerad, I Herrens Lys og Himlens Stad! 3 Ikke Maanen, ikke Solen, Et bedre Lys fra Naadestolen Er Krist, Guds Søn, vor Herre bold; Dagen, hvortil vi har stundet, Nu, Gud ske Lov, er den oprundet, Vor Herre self er Sol og Skjold! Nu græde vi ei meer, Det Gamle ude er, Halleluja! Her er det Ny! Bort Gravnats-Sky! Rind op, Guds store Morgengry!

When gathering clouds around I view

Author: Sir Robert Grant Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 276 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark and friends are few, On Him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every human pain; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do; Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, And sore dismayed, my spirit dies, Still He, who once vouchsafed to bear The sickening anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend: And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while; Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 5 And, O, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My painful bed, for Thou hast died; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away. Used With Tune: WER NUR DEN LIEBEN GOTT LÄSZT WALTEN

Ak Fader lad dit Ord, din Aand

Author: Brorson Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday For Evening Lyrics: 1 Ak Fader, lad dit Ord, din Aand Dog ret saa Overhaand! Og se hvor fuld din Urtegaard Af Torn og Tidsel staar! Din Vekst du har vel her, Men, ak, hvor tynd den er! Hvor lidet er dog Kraften kjendt Af Ord og Sacrament! 2 O Jesu, Jesu, kom dog snart At se din Vingaards Art! Af Døbte vrimler Stad og Land Men hvor er Troens Brand? Hvad hjælper det, vi veed, Du Døden for os leed, Naar vi ei staa mod Satans Verk I Troen frisk og sterk? 3 O Helligaand, for dig vor Skat Vi græde Dag og Nat, Kom, giv os samme Lys og Kraft, Vor' Formænd før har havt. Da Kristendommen stod Som Træ med sterkest Rod Og Krone fuld af Frugters Sne Og Purpur! Lad det ske! Used With Tune: [Ak Fader lad dit Ord, din Aand]

Affliction is a stormy deep

Author: Nathaniel Cotton Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 86 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Affliction is a stormy deep, Where wave resounds to wave; Though o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. 2 The hand that now withholds my joys Can reinstate my peace: And He who bade the tempest roar, Can bid that tempest cease. 3 In the dark watches of the night, I'll count His mercies o'er; I'll praise Him for ten thousand past, And humbly sue for more. 4 When darkness and when sorrows rose And pressed on every side, The Lord has still sustained my steps, And still has been my Guide. 5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes, Nor murmur at His rod; He's more than all the world to me, My Health, my Life, my God! Scripture: Psalm 42 Used With Tune: DOMINE CLAMAVI

Who knows how near my end may be?

Author: Miss Winkworth; Emilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg-Rudolstadt Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 26 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Who knows how near my end may be? Time speeds away, and death comes on. How swiftly, ah, how suddenly, May death be here, and life be gone! My God, for Jesus' sake I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. 2 O Father, cover all my sins With Jesus' merits, who alone The pardon that I covet wins, And makes His long-sought Rest my own. My God, for Jesus' sake I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. 3 Then death may come or tarry yet; I know in Christ I perish not. He never will His own forget; He gives me robes without a spot. My God, for Jesus' sake I pray Thy peace may bless my dying day. 4 And thus I live in God at peace, And die without a thought of fear, Content to take what God decrees, For through His Son my faith is clear; His grace shall be in death my stay, And peace shall bless my dying day. Used With Tune: WER WEISZ, WIE NAHE WIR MEIN ENDE

Jesus Christ, my sure defence

Author: Miss Winkworth; Louisa Henrietta of Brandenburg Meter: 7.8.7 Appears in 58 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure defense And my Saviour, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth, Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I too, life must waken: He will have me where He is; Shall my courage then be shaken? Shall I fear? Or could the Head Rise and leave its members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope for ever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never; Not the ban of death can part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him in glory bringeth: Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth. Natural is the death we die, Spiritual our life on high. 5 Saviour, draw away our heart Now from pleasures base and hollow, Let us there with Thee have part, Here on earth Thy foot-steps follow. Fix our hearts beyond the skies, Whither we ourselves would rise. Used With Tune: JESUS, MEINE ZUVERSICHT

Thou very present Aid

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 103 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Thou very present Aid In suffering and distress; The soul which still on Thee is stayed Is kept in perfect peace. 2 The soul by faith reclined On his Redeemer's breast, Midst raging storms exults to find An everlasting rest. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone, Whene'er Thy face appears; It still the sighing orphan's moan, And dries the widow's tears. 4 It hallows every cross; It sweetly comforts me; Makes me forget my every loss, And find my all in Thee. 5 Peace to the troubled heart, Health to the sin-sick mind; The wounded spirit's Balm Thou art, The Healer of mankind. 6 Jesus, to whom I fly, Doth all my wishes fill; In vain created streams are dry, In have the Fountain still. 7 Stript of my earthly friends, I fend them all in One; And peace, and joy that never ends, And heaven, in Christ alone. Used With Tune: HANDEL

When I can trust my all with God

Author: Josiah Conder Appears in 91 hymnals Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, Bow, all resigned, beneath His rod, And bless His sparing power, A joy springs up amid distress, A fountain in the wilderness. 2 O, to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though sorrows fix me there, Is still a privilege; and sweet The energies of prayer, Though sighs and tears its language be, If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. 3 Then blesséd be the Hand that gave, Still blesséd when it takes: Blesséd be He who smites to save, Who heals the heart He breaks: Perfect and true are all His ways, Whom heaven adores and death obeys. Used With Tune: DU FRIEDEFÜRST, HERR JESU CHRIST