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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
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
Thy kingdom come, O God
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
To the Name of Our Salvation
O God, our fathers oft have told
Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #PXLIV (1758) Scripture: Psalm 44 Lyrics: 1 O God, our fathers oft have told
in our attentive ears;
Thy wondrous works wrought in their days,
and elder time than theirs.
2 Thy hand did drive the heathen out,
but plant them in their place:
Thou didst the heathen people waste,
but thine thou didst increase.
3 For 'twas not their own sword, to them
the land's possession gave;
Now was the strength of their own arm
the pow'r that did them save:
But Thy right hand, thine arm, the light
that shined from thy face;
Because on them thou pleased wast
thy favour free to place.
4 Thou art my king, O might GOD;
deliverances command
For Jacob in his deep distress,
who needs thy mighty hand.
5 Thro' Thee, as with an horn, we will
push down our enemies:
We thro' the name will tread down those
who up against us rise.
6 Because it is not in my bow
that I affiance have;
Nor is it any sword of mine
that ever can me save.
7 But thou hast sav'd us from our foes,
and haters put to shame.
8 In GOD we all the day triumph,
and ever praise thy name.
[2 Part]
9 But now thou seem'st to cast us off;
thou shamest us also;
And with our military troops
to battle dost not go.
10 Thou mak'st us from our enemies
basely to turn our back;
And they who hate us, for themselves
our spoils deserted, take.
11 As sheep for meat and slaughter doom'd,
thou giv'st us to their hands;
And scatt'rest our poor captives thro;
their barb'rous, heathen lands.
12 Thy people Thou hast sold for nought;
no wealthier art thou found:
13 Thou mak'st us a reproach and scoff
to all our neighbours round.
14 Yea ev'n among the heathen Thou
a proverb dost us make;
And people round us in contempt
at us their heads to shake.
15 Before our eyes continually
appears our great disgrace;
And wholly with confounding shame
o'er-covered is our face;
16 By reason of the voice of him
who taunts and vilifies;
By reason of the faces of
our spiteful enemies.
[3 Part]
17 But tho' all this be come on us;
yet we forget not thee,
Nor falsly to thy covenant
behave our selves do we.
18 Nor have our hearts returned back,
nor feet from thy way stray'd;
19 Tho' us Thou break'st in dragons dens,
and cov'rest in death's shade.
20 If our God's name forget, or hands
to a strange God we raise;
21 Would not GOD fid it out? who sees
the heart's most hidden ways.
22 Yet we as sheep to slaughter doom'd,
kill'd for thy sake all day:
23 Wake Lord! why sleep'st Thou? rise! nor us
for ever cast away.
24 Thy countenance away from us,
O wherefore dost Thou hide?
Why dost Thou mindless of our grief,
and great distress, abide?
24 For down to dust our soul is bow'd,
to earth our bellies cleave;
26 O rise, our mighty help, and us
in thy great mercy save.
Languages: English
O God, our fathers oft have told
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 oft have told
O GOD, our fathers oft have told
Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #PXLIV (1773) Scripture: Psalm 44 Lyrics: 1 O God, our fathers oft have told
in our attentive ears;
Thy wondrous works wrought in their days,
and elder time than theirs.
2 Thy hand did drive the heathen out,
but plant them in their place:
Thou didst the heathen people waste,
but thine thou didst increase.
3 For 'twas not their own sword, to them
the land's possession gave;
Now was the strength of their own arm
the pow'r that did them save:
But Thy right hand, thine arm, the light
that shined from thy face;
Because on them thou pleased wast
thy favour free to place.
4 Thou art my king, O might GOD;
deliverances command
For Jacob in his deep distress,
who needs thy mighty hand.
5 Thro' Thee, as with an horn, we will
push down our enemies:
We thro' the name will tread down those
who up against us rise.
6 Because it is not in my bow
that I affiance have;
Nor is it any sword of mine
that ever can me save.
7 But thou hast sav'd us from our foes,
and haters put to shame.
8 In GOD we all the day triumph,
and ever praise thy name.
[2 Part]
9 But now thou seem'st to cast us off;
thou shamest us also;
And with our military troops
to battle dost not go.
10 Thou mak'st us from our enemies
basely to turn our back;
And they who hate us, for themselves
our spoils deserted, take.
11 As sheep for meat and slaughter doom'd,
thou giv'st us to their hands;
And scatt'rest our poor captives through
their barb'rous, heathen lands.
12 Thy people Thou hast sold for nought;
no wealthier art thou found:
13 Thou mak'st us a reproach and scoff
to all our neighbours round.
14 Yea ev'n among the heathen Thou
a proverb dost us make;
And people round us in contempt
at us their heads to shake.
15 Before our eyes continually
appears our great disgrace;
And wholly with confounding shame
o'er-covered is our face;
16 By reason of the voice of him
who taunts and vilifies;
By reason of the faces of
our spiteful enemies.
[3 Part]
17 But tho' all this be come on us;
yet we forget not thee,
Nor falsly to thy covenant
behave our selves do we.
18 Nor have our hearts returned back,
nor feet from thy way stray'd;
19 Tho' us Thou break'st in dragons dens,
and cov'rest in death's shade.
20 If our God's name forget, or hands
to a strange God we raise;
21 Would not GOD find it out? who sees
the heart's most hidden ways.
22 Yet we as sheep to slaughter doom'd,
kill'd for thy sake all day:
23 Wake Lord! why sleep'st Thou? rise! nor us
for ever cast away.
24 Thy countenance away from us,
O wherefore dost Thou hide?
Why dost Thou mindless of our grief,
and great distress, abide?
24 For down to dust our soul is bow'd,
to earth our bellies cleave;
26 O rise our mighty help, and us
in thy great mercy save. Languages: English
O GOD, our fathers oft have told
O Lord, our fathers aft have told
Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XLIV.I (1793) Scripture: Psalm 44
O Lord, our fathers aft have told
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
National deliverances ascribed to God
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
O Lord, our Fathers oft have told
O Lord, our fathers oft have told
Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (6th ed.) #553 (1832) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 44 Topics: In time of war Languages: English
O Lord, our fathers oft have told
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