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الليل منته دنا النهار
Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: 1 الليلُ منتهٍ دنا النهارْ
وكوكبُ الصبحِ بدا الآنا
ومجدُ وجهِ الربِّ قد أنارْ
إقبالُهُ في المجدِ قد حانا
2 ما أبهجَ اليومَ الذي فيهِ
يجيءُ ربُّ المجدِ فادينا
فيه بتهليلٍ نُلاقيهِ
وهْو بترحيبٍ يلاقينا
3 حينئذٍ نُلَبَّسُ التيجانْ
للملكِ مع فادي الورى القهّارْ
من بعدِ ما ذُقنا مِن الأحزانْ
والضيقِ من أجلِ اسمِه والعارْ
4 فاستنظروه أيها الإخوانْ
لا بد أن يجيءَ عن قريبْ
فتنظُروا مخلصَ الإنسانْ
ومن قضى عنا على الصليبْ Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE
الليل منته دنا النهار
He Shed His Blood
Author: Richard W. Adams Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Christ shed His blood to wash away our sin Lyrics: 1 Christ shed His blood to wash away our sin,
Erase our guilt, and make us pure within;
The Lamb of God removed our every stain,
He died that we might have eternal gain.
Then rose again to prove the Scripture true,
Performed the work that only God can do.
2 How then can we receive this perfect gift?
Only believe, and feel the burden lift.
Christ did it all, and you can do no more:
Now go and spread the news the wide world o’er;
Proclaim that we no longer need to fear,
Death’s darkest prison or the Judge severe.
3 Send out the light to earth’s remotest bound,
Make shadows flee wherever sin is found;
Speak of the Christ who died our souls to save,
Tell of the God whose power destroyed the grave.
Tell how His grace and mercy set us free,
That we might live with Him eternally.
4 Announce the King who lives and reigns above,
Publish good tidings of His mighty love.
Tell how the Spirit comes when we believe,
Tell of the promise: He will never leave.
When Christ returns, O, how will we be then?
The Gospel spreading to the very end? Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE
He Shed His Blood
Left Behind
Author: James Allen Crutchfield Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Two women shall be grinding at the mill Lyrics: 1 Two women shall be grinding at the mill,
Two men shall be at home on plain or hill;
Two women shall be working in the field,
Two men shall be in search of wealth concealed,
But one shall be of hope at last bereft—
"One shall be taken and the other left."
2 Two boys be sleeping in the self-same bed,
On the same breast each leaned his baby head;
Two girls in social circles side by side,
Two girls in learning with each other vied;
But one has thought of Him whose side was cleft,
"One shall be taken and the other left."
3 Two sweethearts shall be laughing by the way,
Two travelers meeting at the close of day;
Two figures at an altar, side by side,
One is a groom, the other, blushing bride;
But when the veil that hides is rent and reft,
"One shall be taken and the other left."
4 Two lawyers shall be poring o’er a brief,
Two doctors seeking means to give relief;
Two faithful, trusted officers of state,
Two bankers at their desk—early and late;
But sin holds one by millstone weight and heft—
"One shall be taken and the other left."
5 Two soldiers hear their country’s call and go,
Two tongues to tests of truth say yes, or no;
Two heads feel sun and rain which come to all;
Two souls shall hear God’s oft repeated call—
But when at last is wove life’s web and weft,
"One shall be taken and the other left." Used With Tune: [Two women shall be grinding at the mill] Text Sources: Miscellaneous Poems (Chicago, 1906)
Left Behind
As Jonah, Issuing from His Three Days' Tomb
Author: Cosmas the Melodist; John M. Neale Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1. As Jonah, issuing from his three days’ tomb,
At length was cast, uninjured, on the earth;
So, from the virgin’s unpolluted womb
Th’incarnate Word, that dwelt there, had His birth:
For He, who knew no taint of mortal stain,
Willed that His mother spotless should remain.
2. Christ comes, incarnate God, amongst us now,
Begotten of the Father ere the day:
And He, to whom the sinless legions bow,
Lies cradled, ’midst unconscious beasts on hay:
And, by His homely swaddling-bands girt in,
Looses the many fetters of our sin.
3. Now the new Child of Adam’s race draws nigh,
To us, the faithful, giv’n: This, this is He
That shall the Father of eternity,
The Angel of the Mighty Counsel, be:
This the eternal God, by whose strong hands
The fabric of the world supported stands. Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: Trans. Hymns of the Eastern Church, 1862
As Jonah, Issuing from His Three Days' Tomb
Glory To God! We Were In Bitter Need
Author: A. M. M. Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Glory to God! We were in bitter need,
We sat in darkness long and weary days;
But now our light is come, the Light indeed,
And we may rise and shine with kindred rays;
The God-Man comes down so we can now ascend,
The Guiltless drinks guilt’s woes to work their end.
2 O mystic gift of God Omnipotent!
O happiness for man, most deep, most dear!
This is no theme for subtle argument,
No lore of earth hath lot or portion here;
That the Great God should so abasèd be—
We speak, we cannot search, the mystery.
3 The dew of God is on the parchèd fleece,
The sapless rod blooms with immortal flowers,
The virgin bears a Son, our utter peace,
Nor knows pollution in her travail’s hours;
We cannot speak that birth, but we confess
Most great the mystery of godliness.
4 Though it may chance the shipmen toil and row,
With countless wrecks far strewn on either hand,
They see a star above the waters glow,
There is an ark which sights the pleasant land;
There is a door of life set wide, which none
Can open to lorn souls, can shut, save One.
5 O not with observation came He then
Into our world, but soon the day shall be
When with great glory He shall come again
With all His saints, and every eye shall see
Him whom they piercèd. When we meet Thee thus
Let there be mercy, O our God, on us. Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: Missal of Noyon; Tr.: Lyra Messianica by Orby Shipley (London: Longman, Green, Longman, roberts & Green, 1864)
Glory To God! We Were In Bitter Need
A Noble Theme Inspires My Heart
Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: A noble theme inspires my heart and mind Topics: Annunciation of our Lord; Anoint; Ascension; Christmas Season; Epiphany Season; Evangelism; God as King of Kings; Kingdom of God; Missions; Prophecy; St. Mary; Stewardship Scripture: Psalm 45 Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: Sing Psalms
A Noble Theme Inspires My Heart
To Christ the Monarch
Author: William Dix; Richard W. Adams Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today Lyrics: 1 To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today,
Unto the Lord who set His people free;
His tribes have passed on dry ground through the flood,
Their foes cast down to darkest depth of sea;
With His right hand, and glorious holy arm
The King gains for Himself the victory.
2 The enemy said, I will overtake,
But horse and rider sank down like a stone
In surging tide, when parted watery walls
By God on high were all together thrown.
With His right hand, and glorious mighty power
The King gains for Himself the victory.
3 The enemy said, I will cast them down
To lions’ den, into the sevenfold flame;
But angels saved them from the lions’ mouths,
And cooling wind into the furnace came.
With His right hand, that rules o’er beast and fire,
The King gains for Himself the victory.
The enemy said, I will bind in chains
Th’imprisoned souls that lie in death’s domain;
But Christ the Lord led them into the light,
And Hades’ prisoners were free again;
With His right hand, and power o’er life and death,
The King gains for Himself the victory.
Glory, thanksgiving, praises to the King
May all His servants bring ’til heavens ring;
See, through the grave and gate of death He passed,
From bonds of sin His precious own to free;
With His right hand, and glorious holy arm
The King gains for Himself the victory.
Used With Tune: [To Christ the Monarch, be our praise today] Text Sources: A Vision of All Saints (London: John Hodges, 1871)
To Christ the Monarch
Not To Our Names
Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 61 hymnals First Line: Not to our names, Thou only just and true Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: The Psalms of David,1719
Not To Our Names
Told in the Market-Place
Author: Edwina S. Babcock Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: That day the doves with burnished silver breasts Lyrics: 1. That day the doves with burnished silver breasts
Uneasy were; we, halt and blind and lame,
Within the temple waited, ugly guests,
Hoping, in spite of filth, disease and shame;
Outside the multitude waved branches green
Calling, Hosanna to the Nazarene.
2. I shrank close to the roof-prop, for my eyes
Were dead to seeing: but heard I the coins,
The piles of clinking silver shekels rise,
Poured from sheiks’ bags and belts ’round merchant loins;
I heard the purple priced; and in between
Far off, Hosanna to the Nazarene.
3. I could not see Him enter, but I heard
The multitude and smelled the dusty throng:
Old Anab brushed me with his ragged beard,
Muttering, Kneel, thou! He will speak ere long.
Yea—though five time more leprous I had been
I would come here to implore the Nazarene.
4. But then the woman Terah, ill of pox,
Began to whimper, See, He bringeth woe!
He overturns the booths, the treasure box,
Eyes blazing on the sellers. Let us go!
He’ll scourge us, smite us! Tush! It is well seen
We shall be cursèd of the Nazarene.
5. A form swept past us, we in terror caught
A man’s clear voice of anger: then the sound
Of fleeing feet of traffickers, onslaught
On booths, and tables crashing to the ground.
I heard the money scatter and careen
Under the spurning of the Nazarene.
6. Rachel, a maiden, clutched my sleeve, and shrank
With me behind the curtain, and the crowd
Surged wildly past. For us, our dear hopes sank
Under that stern voice cutting like a goad,
Judging, arraigning, charging; ’mid the spleen
Of money-changers, stood the Nazarene!
7. This temple is My house, the House of Prayer!
His voice was like the wind that whips the leaves.
But with your buyings and your sellings there
Ye—ye have made My house a den of thieves.
Then little Rachel sobbed, Awful is His mien;
His eyes are flames; I fear the Nazarene.
8. But when the temple silenced—while a dove
Fluttered and soared and beat against the roof,
We frightened beggars heard a voice of love
Calling us gently; then His tender proof
He gave. He healed us! I, who e’er had been
Blind from my birth—I saw the Nazarene! Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE
Told in the Market-Place
Oh More Than Merciful
Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Oh more than merciful! whose bounty gave Lyrics: 1 Oh more than merciful! whose bounty gave
Thy guiltless self to glut the greedy grave!
Whose heart was rent to pay Thy people’s price;
The great high priest at once and sacrifice!
Help, Savior, by Thy cross and crimson stain,
Nor let Thy glorious blood be spilt in vain!
2 When sin with flowery garland hides her dart,
When tyrant force would daunt the sinking heart,
When fleshly lust assails, or worldly care,
Or the soul flutters in the fowler’s snare—
Help, Savior, by Thy cross and crimson stain,
Nor let Thy glorious blood be spilt in vain!
3 And, chiefest then, when nature yields the strife,
And mortal darkness wraps the gate of life;
When the poor spirit, from the tomb set free,
Sinks at Thy feet and lifts its hope to Thee—
Help, Savior, by Thy cross and crimson stain,
Nor let Thy glorious blood be spilt in vain! Used With Tune: YORKSHIRE Text Sources: Published posthumously in Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Church Service of the Year (London: J. Murray, 1827)
Oh More Than Merciful
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