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The Lord shall come and not be slow

Author: J. Milton (1608-1674) Appears in 102 hymnals Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW

Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord!

Author: Thomas Raffles Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 113 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord! On Thee I fix my trust, Encouraged by Thy holy Word, A feeble child of dust. I have no argument beside, I urge no other plea; And 'tis enough my Saviour died, My Saviour died for me. 2 When storms of fierce temptation beat, And furious foes assail, My refuge is the mercy-seat, My hope within the veil. From strife of tongues and bitter words My spirit flies to Thee: Joy to my heart the thought affords, My Saviour died for me. 3 'Mid trials heavy to be borne, When mortal strength is vain, A heart with grief and anguish torn, A body racked with pain: Ah, what could give the sufferer rest, Bid every murmur flee, But this, the witness in my breast That Jesus died for me? 4 And when Thy awful voice commands This body to decay, And life, in its last lingering sands, Is ebbing fast away, Then, though it be in accents weak, And faint and tremblingly, O give me strength in death to speak, "My Saviour died for me." Topics: The Cross and Comfort; The Cross and Comfort In General Need; Lent, First Sunday; Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; Twenty First Sunday after Trinity Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW

Behold the western evening light

Author: W. B. O. Peabody Appears in 101 hymnals Used With Tune: MY REFUGE

To heaven I lift my waiting eyes

Appears in 111 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes. There all my hopes are laid, the Lord that built the earth and skyes is my perpetuahl aid. 2 Their feet shall never slide or fall, whom he designs to keep; His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 He will sustain our feeble powers, With his Almighty arm, And watch our most unguarded hours, Against invading harm. 4 Israel rejoice and rest secure, Thy keeper is the Lord; His wakefull eyes employ his pow'r, For thine eternal guard 5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Shall have his leave to smile; He shields thy head from burning noon From blasting damps at night. 6 He guards the soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come; Go and return secure from death, Till God commands thee home. Used With Tune: ST. MATHEW'S

It singeth low in ev'ry heart

Author: John White Chadwick Appears in 66 hymnals Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW

I heard the voice of Jesus say

Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 1,257 hymnals Topics: Miscellaneous Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEWS

Hear Me O God, Nor Hide Thy Face

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 64 hymnals First Line: Hear me, O God, nor hide Thy face Lyrics: 1. Hear me, O God, nor hide Thy face; But answer, lest I die; Hast Thou not built a throne of grace To hear when sinners cry? 2. My days are wasted like the smoke Dissolving in the air; My strength is dried, my heart is broke, And sinking in despair. 3. My spirits flag like withering grass Burnt with excessive heat; In secret groans my minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4. As on some lonely building’s top The sparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and hope I sit and grieve alone. 5. My soul is like a wilderness Where beasts of midnight howl; There the sad raven finds her place And there the screaming owl. 6. Dark, dismal thoughts, and boding fears, Dwell in my troubled breast; While sharp reproaches wound my ears, Nor give my spirit rest. 7. My cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my repast; My daily bread, like ashes, grows Unpleasant to my taste. 8. Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel Thy frown; Lord, ’twas Thy hand advanced me high Thy hand hath cast me down. 9. My looks like withered leaves appear; And life’s declining light Grows faint as evening shadows are That vanish into night. 10. But Thou for ever art the same, O my eternal God; Ages to come shall know Thy name, And spread Thy works abroad. 11. Thou wilt arise and show Thy face, Nor will my Lord delay Beyond th’appointed hour of grace, That long-expected day. 12. He hears His saints, He knows their cry, And by mysterious ways Redeems the prisoners doomed to die, And fills their tongues with praise. Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

O Love! O Life! our faith and sight

Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Appears in 51 hymnals Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW

O Lord, turn not Thy face away

Author: J. Marckant Appears in 52 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Lord, turn not Thy face away From them that lowly lie, Lamenting sore their sinful life, With tears and bitter cry. Thy mercy gates are open wide To them that mourn their sin; O shut them not against us, Lord, But let us enter in. 2 We need not to confess our fault, For surely Thou canst tell; What we have done, and what we are, Thou knowest very well. Wherefore, to beg and to entreat, With tears we come to Thee, As children that have done amiss Fall at their father's knee. 3 And need we, then, O Lord, repeat The blessing which we crave, When Thou dost know, before we speak, The thing that we would have? Mercy, O Lord, we mercy ask, This is the total sum; For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer; O let Thy mercy come! Topics: The Church Year Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Seventeenth Sunday after Trinity Used With Tune: [O Lord, turn not Thy face away]

Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews

Author: Catherine Winkworth, 1829-78; Carl Bernhard Garve, 1763 - 1841 Appears in 46 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy word, O Lord, like gentle dews, Falls soft on hearts that pine; Lord, to thy garden ne'er refuse This heavenly balm of thine. Watered by thee, let every tree Then blossom to thy praise, By grace of thine bear fruit divine Through all the coming days. 2 Thy word is like a flaming sword, A wedge that cleaveth stone; Keen as a fire, so burns thy word, And pierceth flesh and bone. Let it go forth o'er all the earth To cleanse our hearts within, To show thy power in Satan's hour, And break the might of sin. A-men. 3 Thy word, a wondrous guiding star, On pilgrim hearts doth rise, Leads those to God who dwell afar, And makes the simple wise. Let not its light e'er sink in night, But in each spirit shine, That none may miss heaven's final bliss, Led by thy light divine. Amen. Topics: The Holy Scriptures Used With Tune: ST. MATTHEW