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O Love divine, that stooped to share
Author: Oliver Wendell Holmes Hymnal: The Hymnal #400 (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
O Love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear!
On thee we cast each earth-born care;
We smile at pain while thou art near.
Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, thou art near.
When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, thou art near.
On thee we rest our burdening woe,
O Love divine, for ever dear!
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, thou art near.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: ABENDS
O Love divine, that stooped to share
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows
Author: Thomas Haweis Hymnal: The Hymnal #401a (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my heart to thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Dear Lord, remember me.
When on my aching, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,
Thy pardon grant, thy peace impart:
In love, remember me.
When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,
O let my strength be as my day!
For good, remember me.
If worn with pain, disease, and grief
This feeble frame should be,
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief:
Hear and remember me.
And O when in the hour of death
I own thy just decree,
Be this the prayer of my last breath,
Dear Lord, remember me!
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: MANOAH
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows
Author: Thomas Haweis Hymnal: The Hymnal #401b (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows,
I lift my heart to thee;
In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes,
Dear Lord, remember me.
When on my aching, burdened heart
My sins lie heavily,
Thy pardon grant, thy peace impart:
In love, remember me.
When trials sore obstruct my way,
And ills I cannot flee,
O let my strength be as my day!
For good, remember me.
If worn with pain, disease, and grief
This feeble frame should be,
Grant patience, rest, and kind relief:
Hear and remember me.
And O when in the hour of death
I own thy just decree,
Be this the prayer of my last breath,
Dear Lord, remember me!
Amen.
Tune Title: SILOAM
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows
Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow
Author: Jane Borthwick Hymnal: The Hymnal #402 (1916) Meter: 11.10.11.10.10.10 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow
Of the sad heart that comes to thee for rest;
Cares of today, and burdens of tomorrow,
Blessings implored, and sins to be confessed;
We come before thee at thy gracious word,
And lay them at thy feet: thou knowest, Lord.
365
Thou knowest all the past; how long and blindly
On the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed;
How the Good Shepherd followed, and how kindly
He bore it home, upon his shoulders laid;
And healed the bleeding wounds, and soothed the pain,
And brought back life, and hope, and strength again.
Thou knowest all the present; each temptation,
Each toilsome duty, each foreboding fear;
All to each one assigned, of tribulation,
Or to belovèd ones, than self more dear;
All pensive memories, as we journey on,
Longings for vanished smiles and voices gone.
Thou knowest all the future; gleams of gladness
By stormy clouds too quickly overcast;
Hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness,
And the dark river to be crossed at last.
O what could hope and confidence afford
To tread that path, but this? Thou knowest, Lord.
Thou knowest, not alone as God, all-knowing;
As Man, our mortal weakness thou hast proved;
On earth, with purest sympathies o'erflowing,
O Savior, thou hast wept, and thou hast loved;
And love and sorrow still to thee may come,
And find a hiding-place, a rest, a home.
366
Therefore we come, thy gentle call obeying,
And lay our sins and sorrows at thy feet;
On everlasting strength our weakness staying,
Clothed in thy robe of righteousness complete:
Then rising and refreshed we leave thy throne,
And follow on to know as we are known.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: EDINBURGH
Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow
Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord
Author: Thomas Raffles Hymnal: The Hymnal #403 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord,
In thee I put 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 Savior died,
My Savior died for me.
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 Savior died for me.
Mid trials heavy to be borne,
When mortal strength is vain,
A heart with grief and anguish torn,
A body racked with pain,
367
Ah! what could give the sufferer rest,
Bid every murmur flee,
But this, the witness in my breast
That Jesus died for me?
Languages: English Tune Title: ELIM
Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord
Immortal Love, for ever full
Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal #404 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
Immortal Love, for ever full,
For ever flowing free,
For ever shared, for ever whole,
A never-ebbing sea!
Our outward lips confess the Name
All other names above;
Love only knoweth whence it came,
And comprehendeth love.
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For him no depths can drown:
But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is he;
And faith has still its Olivet,
And love its Galilee.
The healing of his seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
We touch him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.
Through him the first fond prayers are said
Our lips of childhood frame;
The last low whispers of our dead
Are burdened with his Name.
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O Lord, and Master of us all,
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own thy sway, we hear thy call,
We test our lives by thine.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: FINGAL
Immortal Love, for ever full
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
Author: Edward H. Bickersteth Hymnal: The Hymnal #405a (1916) Meter: 10.10 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within.
Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed?
To do the will of Jesus, this is rest.
Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round?
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.
Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away?
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they.
Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?
Jesus we know, and he is on the throne.
Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours?
Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers.
It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease,
And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace.
Languages: English Tune Title: PAX TECUM
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
Author: Edward H. Bickersteth Hymnal: The Hymnal #405b (1916) Meter: 10.10 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers peace within.
Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed?
To do the will of Jesus, this is rest.
Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round?
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.
Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away?
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they.
Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?
Jesus we know, and he is on the throne.
Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours?
Jesus has vanquished death and all its powers.
It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease,
And Jesus call us to heaven's perfect peace.
Tune Title: FLETCHER
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen
Author: Anna B. Warner Hymnal: The Hymnal #406 (1916) Meter: 11.10.11.10 Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen
Across this little landscape of our life;
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen
For the last weariness, the final strife.
We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation
Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace:
Nor life nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us, if we see his face.
We would see Jesus: other lights are paling,
Which for long years we have rejoiced to see;
The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing:
We would not mourn them, for we go to thee.
We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers
Round the dear objects it has loved so long,
And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers;
Our love to thee makes not this love less strong.
We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding,
And heaven appears too dim, too far away;
We would see thee, thyself our hearts reminding
What thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay.
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We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing;
Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight;
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading;
Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: VISIO DOMINI
We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen
One sweetly solemn thought
Author: Phoebe Cary Hymnal: The Hymnal #407 (1916) Meter: Irregular Topics: Visitation Lyrics:
One sweetly solemn thought
Comes to me o'er and o'er;
I am nearer my home today
Than I ever have been before;
Nearer the great white throne,
Nearer the crystal sea,
Nearer my Father's house,
Where the "many mansions" be;
Nearer the bound of life,
Where we lay our burdens down;
Nearer leaving the cross,
Nearer gaining the crown;
But lying darkly between,
Winding down through the night,
Is the deep and unknown stream
To be crossed ere we reach the light.
Jesus, perfect my trust,
Strengthen the hand of my faith:
Let me feel thee near when I stand
On the edge of the shore of death;
Feel thee near when my feet
Are slipping over the brink;
For it may be I'm nearer home,
Nearer now than I think.
Amen.
Languages: English Tune Title: AMBROSE
One sweetly solemn thought
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