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O'er the Distant Mountains Breaking

Author: John S. B. Monsell Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 113 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O’er the distant mountains breaking Comes the redd'ning dawn of day. Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking; Rise and sing and watch and pray. ’Tis thy Savior, 'Tis thy Savior, On His bright returning way. 2 O Thou Long-expected, weary Waits my anxious soul for Thee; Life is dark, and earth is dreary, When Thy light I do not see. O my Savior, O my Savior, When wilt Thou return to me? 3 Nearer is my soul’s salvation; Spent the night, the day at hand. Keep me in my lowly station, Watching for Thee till I stand, O my Savior, O my Savior, In Thy bright, Thy promised land. 4 With my lamp well trimmed and burning, Swift to hear and slow to roam, Watching for Thy glad returning To restore me to my home. Come, my Savior, Come, my Savior, O my Savior, quickly come. Amen. Topics: The Last Things Judgment Scripture: Matthew 24:42 Used With Tune: O JERUSALEM, DU SCHÖNE

God beyond earth's finest treasures

Author: Martin Leckebusch (b. 1962) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Commitment; Discipleship; Future hope; God Presence of; Praise; Wisdom Scripture: Psalm 16 Used With Tune: ST HELEN

O'er the realms of pagan darkness

Author: Rev. Thomas Cotterill, 1779-1823 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 97 hymnals Topics: Gospel Power of; Gospel Spread of the Used With Tune: HOLYWOOD

Father, Long Before Creation

Author: Francis P. Jones, 1890- Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 9 hymnals Topics: Gospel Call and Response Used With Tune: WINTER Text Sources: Chinese: anon. c. 1952

Jeso o, Sakaiza tsara (Jesu, the good Friend)

Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: [Jesu the good Friend]

Christian Joy in Death

Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. Kelly Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: My face, why should'st thou troubled be Lyrics: My face, why should’st thou troubled be When thou of death art hearing? Know it, it cannot injure thee, Contemplate it, ne’er fearing. When thou dost know Death, all its woe Will soon be disappearing. From the old serpent’s face first tear The mask he is assuming, And lo! no poison more is there, ’Tis harmless through the coming Of Christ to save, Who to the grave Went down, death thus o’ercoming. Thou, Lord, didst break our foe’s great pow’r, His sting thus from him taking, The butt of scorn he’s evermore, No mischief can be making. Thy precious blood Damps his hot mood, His ardour’s him forsaking. ’Twas sin that was the sting of death, And on to dying drove us, For ever done away sin hath Our Saviour, who did love us. Its pow’r and might Is broken quite, Though it to grief may move us. Now sin is dead, God’s anger’s turn’d, He’s reconcil’d; the Saviour Hath borne the curse our debts had earn’d, Restor’d us to God’s favour. Who was our foe Our friend is now, Is full of grace for ever. It cannot be, if Thou’rt my friend, That Thou would’st kill me ever; Thy Father’s heart can ne’er intend To death me to deliver, And who is e’er Thy child and heir By ill is injur’d never. But Thou, O Father! doest well When trials sore are grieving, When misery the life doth fill, The waves around us heaving, That us Thy hand To Fatherland Brings, from the floods relieving. When from the angry skies storms break, And mountains quake before them, The thunder of Thy wrath doth shake The hills, and pealeth o’er them, Then dost Thou come And takest home Thine own, Thou carest for them. When rage around our enemies, Our injury are seeking, When lions, wolves, and bears arise, Their vengeance on us wreaking, Thou tak’st Thy sheep, Dost safely keep Them near Thee, comfort speaking. And if the world treats evilly Him who to Thee is cleaving, Thou sayest, “Come to me, my son! Come, from me be receiving Love, pleasure, joy, That never cloy, That I for aye am giving.” And angel hosts then joyfully Descend, and round us hover, And tend the soul so carefully; And when life’s course is over To God on high It peacefully Goes with them ’neath their cover. The Lord His bride meets joyfully And saith, “Now welcome ever, I have espousèd thee to me, To all mine own come hither! Whom I ’fore thee Have brought to me, From yon world did deliver. “Thou true and faithful wast in heart, Wast ne’er asham’d to own me, And now receivest thou thy part, With crown of joy I crown thee. Thy part am I, Eternally Beside me I enthrone thee. “Of thine eyes now I dry the flood, Thy bitter tears am stilling; Here turn’d is to thy highest good, The grief thou once wert feeling; Of thy grief’s sea No one shall be Here save with rapture telling. “All my belov’d ones clothe I here In pure white linen ever, With joy in heaven they appear, Here envy felt is never. Here is no death, No cross nor scath, Good friends at all can sever.” O God! why should the thought of death With terror make me shiver? ’Tis he who’ll from the yoke beneath Of mis’ry me deliver. From torture He Will set me free, I can regret it never. For death is the Red Sea to me, Through which on dry land ever Thine Israel, so dear to Thee, Pass to the land of favour, Where milk and wine Flow ever in Full streams that cease shall never. It is heav’n’s golden door to me, The fiery car God sendeth, Wherein my spirit speedily To th’ angel choir ascendeth, When God shall say “Thy working day Of life below now endeth.” O sweetest joy, O blessèd rest! To all true-hearted given, Come, let mine eyes by Thee be press’d, In peace take me to heaven. May I roam there ’Mong pastures fair Where day ne’er knoweth even. What fails us here, there will He give, Full measure to us bringing, Our grateful songs shall He receive, From loving hearts up-springing. And there shall I Too, willingly Song after song be singing. Paul Gerhardt’s Spiritual Songs, 1867

Speed thy servants, Saviour, speed them

Author: Rev. Thomas Kelly, 1769-1854 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 79 hymnals Topics: Gospel Spread of the Used With Tune: ST. PETER'S

O what matchless condescension

Author: William Gadsby 1773-1844 Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O what matchless condescension the eternal God displays, claiming our supreme attention to his boundless works and ways; his own glory, his own glory he reveals in gospel days. 2 In the person of the Saviour all his majesty is seen, love and justice shine for ever; and without a veil between we approach him, we approach him and rejoice in his dear name. 3 Would we view his brightest glory? Here it shines in Jesus’ face; sing and tell the amazing story, all you sinners saved by grace: call the guilty, call the guilty this great Saviour to embrace. 4 In his highest work, redemption, see his glory in a blaze; nor can angels ever mention that which more of God displays. Grace and justice, grace and justice here unite to endless days. 5 O what sweet and solemn pleasure, God to view in Christ the Lord: here he smiles, and smiles for ever; may my soul his name record, praise and bless him, praise and bless him and his wonders spread abroad. Topics: The Father His Love Scripture: Psalm 85:1 Used With Tune: BRITTANY