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Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 245 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Lord! thou wilt hear me, when I pray;
I am forever thine:
I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.
2 And, while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free;
’Tis sweet conversing on my bed,
With my own heart and thee.
3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice;
And, when my work is done,
Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.
Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray
Great God! we sing that mighty hand
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 491 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand,
By which supported, still we stand.
The op'ning year your mercy shows:
Let mercy, crown it, till it close.
2 By day, at night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian-care commit,
And peaceful, leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest:
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues;
Our helper God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast.
Great God! we sing that mighty hand
God of our lives! thy constant care
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 75 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 The God of our lives! thy constant care
With blessings crowns each op'ning year.
These lives, so frail, dost thou prolong,
And wake anew our annnual song.
2 How many precious souls are fled
To the dark regions of the dead,
Since, from this day, the changing sun
Through his last yearly course has run!
3 We yet survive: but who can say,
Or through the year, or month, or day,
I shall retain my vital breath,
Thus far at least in league with death?
4 That breath is thine, eternal God!
'Tis thine to fix the soul's abode.
We hold our lives from thee alone,
On earth, or in the world unknown.
5 To thee we all our pow'rs resign;
Make us and own us still as thine:
Then shall we smile, secure from fear,
Though death should blast the rising year.
6 Thy children, eager to be gone,
Bid time's impetuous tide roll on,
And land them on that blooming shore
Where years and death are known no more.
God of our lives! thy constant care
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 76 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 To thee let my first off'rings rise,
Whose sun creates my day;
Swift as his gladd'ning influ'nce flies,
And spotless as his ray.
2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before!
Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.
3 If bliss thy Providence impart,
For which, resign'd, I pray:
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
That, without guilt, is gay.
4 Affliction should'st thou please to send,
As sin's or folly's cure:
Patient, to gain that blessed end,
May I the means endure.
5 Be this and ev'ry future day
Still wiser than the past;
That, from the whole of life's survey,
I may find peace at last.
To thee, let my first off'rings rise
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 658 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on,
Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days;
And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home:
But he forgives my follies past
And strength supplies for days to come.
3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow of my head:
His ever-watchful eye will keep
Its constant guard around my bed.
4 Faith in his name forbids my fear:
O may thy presence ne’er depart!
And in the morning may I bear
Thy loving kindness on my heart!
Thus far the Lord has led me on
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 117 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely pass'd the silent night:
Again I see the breaking shade,
I drink again the morning light.
2 New-born, I bless the waking hour;
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be:
My conscious soul resumes her pow'r,
And springs, my guardian God! to thee.
3 O guide me through the various maze,
My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread;
And spread thy shield's protecting blaze,
Where dangers press around my head.
4 A deeper shade shall soon impend;
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress:
Yet then thy strength shall still defend,
Thy goodness still delight to bless.
5 That deeper shade shall break away;
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes:
Thy light shall give eternal day;
Thy love, the raptures of the skies.
In sleep's serene oblivion laid
My soul, the awful hour will come
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 31 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 My soul, the awful hour will come,
Apace it passeth on,
To bear this body to the tomb,
And thee to scenes unknown.
2 My heart, long lab'ring with its woes,
Shall pant and sink away;
And you, my eye-lids, soon shall close
On the last glimm'ring ray.
3 Whence in that hour shall I receive
A cordial for my pain,
When, if earth's monarchs were my friends,
Those friends would weep in vain?
4 Great King of nature and of grace!
To thee my spirit flies,
And opens all its deep distress
Before thy pitying eyes.
5 All its desires to thee are known,
And ev'ry secret fear;
The meaning of each broken groan
Well-notic'd by thine ear.
6 O fix me by that mighty pow'r,
Which to such love belongs,
Where darkness veils the eyes no more,
And groans are chang'd to songs.
My soul, the awful hour will come
Firm was my health, my day was bright
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 72 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Firm was my health, my day was bright,
And I presum'd ’twould ne’er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
Pleasure and peace shall ne’er depart.
2 But I forgot, thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long;
And, when thy face was turn'd aside,
My health was gone, my comforts died.
3 Hear me, O God of grace, I said,
And raise me from among the dead:
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt.
4 I will extol thee, Lord, on high:
At thy command diseases fly.
Who but a God can speak and save
From the dark borders of the grave?
5 Thine anger but a moment stays;
Thy love is life and lengths of day.
Though grief and tears the night employ,
The morning-star restores the joy.
Firm was my health, my day was bright
How vast is the tribute I owe
Meter: Irregular Appears in 24 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 How vast is the tribute I owe
Of gratitude, homage, and praise
To the giver of all I possess,
The life and the length of my days!
2 When the sorrows I boded were come,
I pour'd out my sighs and my tears;
And to him, who alone can relieve,
My soul breath'd her vows and her pray'rs.
3 When my heart throbb'd with pain and alarm,
When paleness my cheek overspread,
When sickness pervaded my frame;--
Then my soul on my Maker was staid.
4 When death's awful image was nigh,
And no mortal was able to save;
Thou didst brighten the valley of death,
And illumine the gloom of the grave.
5 In mercy thy presence dispels
the shades of calamity's night,
And turns the sad scene of despair
to a morning of joy and delight.
6 Great source of my comforts restor'd!
Thou healer and balm of my woes!
Thou hope an desire of my soul!
On thy mercy I'll ever repose.
7 How boundless the gratitude due
To thee, O thou God of my praise!
The fountain of all I possess,
The life and the light of my days!
How vast is the tribute I owe
My God, how endless is thy love!
Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 614 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 My God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently descend like earthly dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
and quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
3 I yield myself to thy command;
To thee devote my nights and days:
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
My God, how endless is thy love!
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