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Thy kingdom come, O God

Author: Lewis Hensley (1824-1905) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #816a (2013) Meter: 6.6.6.6 Scripture: Psalm 44:23-26 Lyrics: 1 Thy kingdom come, O God, thy rule, O Christ, begin; break with thine iron rod the tyrannies of sin. 2 Where is thy reign of peace and purity and love? When shall all hatred cease, as in the realms above? 3 When comes the promised time that war shall be no more, and lust, oppression, crime shall flee thy face before? 4 We pray thee, Lord, arise, and come in thy great might; revive our longing eyes, which languish for thy sight. 5 Men scorn thy sacred name, and wolves devour thy fold; by many deeds of shame we learn that love grows cold. 6 O'er lands both near and far thick darkness broodeth yet: arise, O Morning Star, arise, and never set! Topics: Church Year Advent; Justice; Kingdom of God; Longing; Peace; Sin; The Third Sunday before Lent Year A; Advent Languages: English Tune Title: ST CECILIA

Thy kingdom come, O God

Author: Lewis Hensley (1824-1905) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #816b (2013) Meter: 6.6.6.6 D Scripture: Psalm 44:23-26 Lyrics: 1 Thy kingdom come, O God, thy rule, O Christ, begin; break with thine iron rod the tyrannies of sin. 2 Where is thy reign of peace and purity and love? When shall all hatred cease, as in the realms above? 3 When comes the promised time that war shall be no more, and lust, oppression, crime shall flee thy face before? 4 We pray thee, Lord, arise, and come in thy great might; revive our longing eyes, which languish for thy sight. 5 Men scorn thy sacred name, and wolves devour thy fold; by many deeds of shame we learn that love grows cold. 6 O'er lands both near and far thick darkness broodeth yet: arise, O Morning Star, arise, and never set! Topics: Church Year Advent; Justice; Kingdom of God; Longing; Peace; Sin; The Third Sunday before Lent Year A; Advent Languages: English Tune Title: NETHERLANDS

To the Name of Our Salvation

Author: John Mason Neale (1818-1866) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #377 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Scripture: Psalm 44:1-8 Lyrics: 1 To the Name of our salvation laud and honour let us pay, which for many a generation hid in God's foreknowledge lay; but with holy exultation we may sing aloud today. 2 Jesus is the name we treasure, name beyond what words can tell; name of gladness, name of pleasure, ear and heart delighting well; name of sweetness passing measure, saving us from sin and hell. 3 'Tis the name that whoso preaches speaks like music to the ear; who in prayer this name beseeches finds its comfort ever near; who its perfect wisdom reaches, heavenly joy possesses here. 4 Jesus is the name exalted over every other name; in this name, whene'er assaulted, we can put our foes to shame: strength to them who else had halted, eyes to blind and feet to lame. 5 Therefore we in love adoring, this most blessed name revere, holy Jesus, thee imploring so to write it in us here that, hereafter heavenward soaring, we may sing with angels there. Topics: Adoration; Praise of God; Name of Jesus Languages: English Tune Title: ORIEL

O Lord, our Fathers oft have told

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #XLIV (1760) Scripture: Psalm 44 Lyrics: 1 O Lord, our Fathers oft have told, in our attentive Ears, Thy Wonders in their Days perform'd, and elder Times than theirs: 2 How Thou, to plant them here, didst drive the Heathen from the Land, Dispeopled by repeated Strokes of thy avenging Hand. 3 For not their Courage, nor their Sword, to them Possession gave; Nor Strength, that, from unequal Force, their fainting Troops could save; But thy Right-hand, thy pow'rful Arm, whose Succour they implor'd; Thy Presence with the chosen Race, who thy great Name ador'd. 4 As Thee their God our Fathers own'd; Thou art our Sov'reign King; O! therefore, as thou didst to them, to us Deliv'rance bring! 5 Thro' thy victorious Name, our Arms the proudest Foe shall quell; And crush them with repeated Strokes, as oft as they rebel. 6 I'll neither trust my Bow nor Sword, when I in Fight engage; 7 But Thee, who hast our Foes subdu'd, and sham'd their spiteful Rage. 8 To Thee the Triumph we ascribe, from whom the Conquest came: In God we will rejoice all Day, and ever bless his Name. Part II 9 But Thou hast cast us off; and now most shamefully we yield; For Thou no more vouchsaf'st to lead our Armies to the Field. 10 Since when, to ev'ry upstart Foe we turn our Backs in Fight; And with our Spoil their Malice feast, who bear us ancient Spite. 11 To Slaughter doom'd, we fall, like Sheep, into their butch'ring Hands; Or (what's more wretched yet) survive, dispers'd thro' Heathen Lands. 12 Thy People Thou hast sold for Slaves; and set their Price so low, That not thy Treasure, by the Sale, but their Disgrace, may grow; 13,14 Reproach'd by all the Nations round, the Heathens Bye-word grown; Whose Scorn of us is both in Speech, and mocking Gestures, shown. 15 Confusion strikes me blind; my Face in conscious Shame I hide; 16 While we are scoff'd, and God blasphem'd, by their licentious Pride. Part III 17 On us this Heap of Woes is fall'n; all this we have endur'd; Yet have not, Lord, renounc'd thy Name, or Faith to Thee abjur'd: 18 But in thy righteous Paths have kept our Hearts and Steps with Care; 19 Tho' Thou hast broken all our Strength, and we almost despair. 20 Could we, forgetting Thy great Name, on other Gods rely, 21 And not the Searcher of all Hearts the treach'rous Crime descry? 22 Thou seest what Suff'rings for thy sake we ev'ry Day sustain; All slaughter'd,or reserv'd like Sheep appointed to be slain. 23 Awake, arise; let seeming Sleep no longer thee detain; Nor let us, Lord, who sue to Thee, forever sue in vain. 24 O! wherefore hidest Thou thy Face from our afflicted State, 25 Whose Souls and Bodies sink to Earth with Grief's oppressive Weight? 26 Arise, O Lord, and timely Haste to our Deliv'rance make: Redeem us, Lord, if not for ours, yet for they Mercies sake. Languages: English

O Lord, our fathers aft have told

Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XLIV.I (1793) Scripture: Psalm 44

National deliverances ascribed to God

Hymnal: New Hymn and Tune Book #25c (1889) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 44:1 First Line: O Lord, our fathers oft have told Topics: Miscellaneous Our Country Languages: English

O Lord, our Fathers oft have told

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #86 (1754) Scripture: Psalm 44 Lyrics: 1 O Lord, our Fathers oft have told, in our attentive Ears, Thy Wonders in their Days perform'd, and elder Times than theirs: 2 How Thou, to plant them here, didst drive the Heathen from the Land, Dispeopled by repeated Strokes of thy avenging Hand. 3 For not their Courage, nor their Sword, to them Possession gave; Nor Strength, that, from unequal Force, their fainting Troops could save; But thy Right-hand, thy po'rful Arm, whose succour they implor'd; Thy Presence with the chosen Race, who thy great Name ador'd. 4 As Thee their God our Fathers own'd; Thou art our Sov'reign King; O! therefore, as thou didst to them, to us Deliv'rance bring! 5 Thro' thy victorious Name, our Arms the proudest Foe shall quell; And crush them with repeated Strokes, as oft as they rebel. 6 I'll neither trust my Bow nor Sword, when I in Fight engage; 7 But Thee, who hast our Foes subdu'd, and sham'd their spiteful Rage. 8 To Thee the Triumph we ascribe, from whom the Conquest came: In God we will rejoice all Day, and ever bless His Name. Part II 9 But Thou hast cast us off; and now most shamefully we yield; for Thou no more vouchsaf'st to lead Our Armies to the Field. 10 Since when, to ev'ry upstart Foe we turn our Backs in Fight; And with our Spoil their Malice feast, who bear us antient Spite. 11 To Slaughter doom'd, we fall, like Sheep, into their butch'ring Hands; Or (what's more wretched yet) survive, dispers'd thro' Heathen Lands. 12 Thy People Thou hast sold for Slaves; and set their Price so low, That not thy Treasure, by the Sale, but their Disgrace, may grow; 13,14 Reproach'd by all the Nations round, the Heathens Bye-word grown; Whose Scorn of us is both in speech, and mocking Gestures, shown. 15 Confusion strikes me blind; my Face in conscious Shame I hide; 16 While we are scoff'd, and God blasphem'd, by their licentious Pride. Part III 17 On us this Heap of Woes is fall'n; all this we have endur'd; Yet have not, Lord, renounc'd thy Name, or Faith to Thee abjur'd: 18 But in thy righteous Paths have kept our Hearts and Steps with Care; 19 Tho' Thou hast broken all our Strength, and we almost despair. 20 Could we, forgetting thy great Name, on other Gods rely, 21 And not the Searcher of all Hearts the treach'rous Crime descry? 22 Thou seest what Suff'rings for thy sake we ev'ry Day sustain. All slaughter'd,or reserv'd like Sheep appointed to be slain. 23 Awake, arise; let seeming sleep no longer Thee detain; Nor let us, Lord, who sue to Thee, forever sue in vain. 24 O! wherefore hidest thou thy Face from our afflicted State, 25 Whose Souls and Bodies sink to Earth with Grief's oppressive Weight? 26 Arise, O Lord, and timely Haste to our Deliv'rance make: Redeem us, Lord, if not for ours, yet for they Mercies sake. Languages: English