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Prayer Is the Soul's Sincere Desire

Author: James Montgomery, 1771-1854 Hymnal: Worship and Service Hymnal #387 (1957) Lyrics: 1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Unuttered or expressed, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of the eye When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death; He enters heaven with prayer. 5 O Thou, by whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way! The path of prayer Thyself hast trod; Lord, teach us how to pray. Amen. Topics: Intercession; Prayer Hymns about; The Christian Way of Life Prayer and Watchfulness Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss

Author: Anne Steele; A. M. Toplady Hymnal: Church Hymns and Tunes #402 (1906) Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI

A holy air is breathing round

Author: Abiel Abbot Livermore Hymnal: The Pilgrim Hymnal #417 (1935) Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI

Father, Whate'er of Earthly Bliss

Author: Augustus M. Toplady; Anne Steele Hymnal: Hymns for the Living Church #419 (1974) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father, whate’er of earthly bliss Thy sov'reign will denies, Accepted at Thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise. 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessing of Thy grace impart, And let me live to Thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend; Thy presence thro' my journey shine, And crown my journey’s end. Amen. Scripture: Philippians 4:11 Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI

Father, Whate'er of Earthly Bliss

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Christian Hymnal #424 (1963) Tune Title: NAOMI

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Hymns of the Church #425 (1912) Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI

Teach me the measure of my days

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran hymnal #432a (1908) Lyrics: 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame! I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast; A fleeting hour of time; Man is but vanity and dust, In all His flower and prime. 3 Vain race of mortals, see them move Like shadows o'er the plain: They rage and strive, desire and love, But all the noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore; They toil for whom they do not know, And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then, From creatures, earth, and dust? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I resign my earthly hope, My fond desires recall; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. Topics: First Sunday after Trinity; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Contemplation of Death; Christian Life and Hope The Consummation: Contemplation of Death Languages: English Tune Title: NAOMI