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Seems it in my anguish lone

Author: Christoph Titius; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #412 (1908) Lyrics: 1 Seems it in my anguish lone, As though God forsook His own, Yet I hold this knowledge fast, God will surely help at last. 2 Though awhile it be delayed, He denieth not His aid; Though it come not oft with speed, It will surely come in need. 3 As a father not too soon Grants his child the longed-for boon, So our God gives when He will; Wait His pleasure and be still. 4 I can rest in thoughts of Him, When all courage else grows dim, For I know my soul shall prove His is more than father's love. 5 Would the powers of ill affright, I can smile at all their might; Or the cross be pressing sore, God, my God, lives evermore! 6 Man may hate me causelessly, Man may plot to ruin me, Foes my heart may piecer and rend: God in heaven is still my Friend. 7 Earth may all her gifts deny, Safe my treasure is on high; And if heaven at last be mine, All things else I can resign. 8 I renounce thee willingly, World, I hate what pleases thee, Baneful every gift of thine, Only be my God still mine. 9 Ah Lord, if but Thee I have, Nought of other good I crave, Bright is even death's dark road, If but Thou art there, my God. Topics: Sunday after New Year's; Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; Third Sunday after Easter; Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Cross and Consolation; Christian Life and Hope The Walk of Godliness: Cross and Consolation Languages: English Tune Title: WEBER (Seymour)

God of Mercy! God of Grace!

Author: John Taylor Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #413 (1926) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 God of mercy! God of grace! Hear our sad, repentant songs. O restore Thy suppliant race, Thou to whom our praise belongs! 2 Deep regret for follies past, Talents wasted, time misspent; Hearts debased by worldly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent: 3 Foolish fears and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain: Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain; 4 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame, we own. Humbled at Thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from Thy throne. Amen. Topics: Way of Salvation Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: WEBER (SEYMOUR)

Softly Now the Light of Day

Author: George Washington Doane Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #539 (1926) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with Thee. 2 Thou whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3 When for me the light of day Shall for ever pass away, Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with Thee. Amen. Topics: Family Life Prayers; Evening Languages: English Tune Title: WEBER (SEYMOUR)

Softly now the light of day

Author: Bishop George W. Doane Hymnal: Christian Song #17 (1926) Languages: English Tune Title: SEYMOUR

Holy Spirit, Pity Me

Author: William M. Bunting, 1798-1874 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2516 Meter: 7.7.7.7 First Line: Holy Spirit! pity me Lyrics: 1. Holy Spirit! pity me, Pierced with grief for grieving Thee; Present, though I mourn apart, Listen to a wailing heart. 2. Sins unnumbered I confess, Of exceeding sinfulness, Sins against Thyself alone, Only to Omniscience known. 3. Deafness to Thy whispered calls, Rashness ’midst remembered falls, Transient fears beneath the rod, Treacherous trifling with my God. 4. Tasting that the Lord is good, Pining then for poisoned food; At the fountains of the skies Craving creaturely supplies! 5. Worldly cares at worship time: Groveling aims in works sublime; Pride, when God is passing by! Sloth, when souls in darkness die! 6. Chilled devotions, changed desires, Quenched corruption’s earlier fires: Sins like these my heart deceive, Thee, who only know’st them, grieve. 7. O how lightly I have slept, With Thy daily wrongs unwept! Sought Thy chiding to defer, Shunned the wounded Comforter. 8. Woke to holy labors fresh, With the plague-spot in my flesh; Angel seemed to human sight, Stood a leper in Thy light! 9. Still Thy comforts do not fail, Still Thy healing aids avail; Patient Inmate of my breast, Thou art grieved, yet I am blest. 10. O be merciful to me, Now in bitterness for Thee! Father, pardon through Thy Son Sins against Thy Spirit done! Languages: English Tune Title: SEYMOUR