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What Shall I Do, My God To Love?
Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 60 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: What shall I do my God to love Lyrics: 1 What shall I do my God to love,
My Savior, and the world’s to praise?
Whose bowels of compassion move
To me, and all the fallen race;
Whose mercy is divinely free
For all the fallen race, and me.
2 I long to know, and to make known
The height and depth of love divine,
The kindness Thou to me hast shown,
Whose every sin was counted Thine:
My God for me resigned His breath,
He died, to save my soul from death.
3 All souls are Thine: and Thou for all
The ransom of Thy life hast given,
To raise the sinner from His fall,
And bring him back to God and Heaven;
Thou all the world hast died to save,
And all may Thy salvation have.
4 How shall I thank Thee for the grace,
On me, and all mankind bestowed!
O that my every breath were praise,
O that my heart were filled with God!
My heart would then with love o’erflow,
And all my life Thy glory show.
5 See me, O Lord, athirst and faint,
Me weary of forbearing see,
And let me feel Thy love’s constraint,
And freely give up all for Thee.
True in the fiery trial prove,
And pay Thee back Thy dying love. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England: Felix Farley, printer, 1742)
What Shall I Do, My God To Love?
Jesus, Thou Art That Morning Star!
Author: Charles Wesley Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Refrain First Line: 88.88.88 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Thou art that morning star!
Thy brightness in my heart declare;
To me Thine only glory show,
Thine only self on me bestow;
I want no other light to see,
No other stars or sun but Thee.
2 Who walk enlightened by Thy light
Their morn hath no succeeding night;
They by reflected luster shine,
And bright in majesty divine,
Admire with all those stars above,
The Light of life, the God of love. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Short Hymns on Select Passages of Holy Scripture (Bristol, England: E. Farley, 1762)
Jesus, Thou Art That Morning Star!
Jesu, The Growing Work Is Thine
Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, the growing work is Thine,
And who shall hinder its success?
In vain the alien armies join
Thy glorious Gospel to suppress,
And vow, with Satan’s aid, to o’erthrow,
The work Thy grace revives below.
2 The wary world, as Julian wise,
Wise with the wisdom from beneath,
A while its milder malice tries,
And lets these mad enthusiasts breathe,
Breathe to infect their purest air,
And spread the plague of virtue there.
3 Wondering the calm despisers stand,
And dream that they the respite give.
Restrained by Thine o’erruling hand,
They kindly suffer us to live,
Live to defy their master’s frown,
And turn his kingdom upside down.
4 Still the old dragon bites his chain,
Not yet commissioned from on high;
Rage the fierce Pharisees in vain;
"Away with them," the zealots cry,
And hoary Caiaphas exclaims,
And Bonner dooms us to the flames.
5 But our great God, who reigns on high,
Shall laugh their haughty rage to scorn,
Scatter their evil with His eye,
Or to His praise their fierceness turn;
While all their efforts to remove
His Church, shall stablish her in love.
6 Yes, Lord, Thy promise-word is true,
Our sacred hairs are numbered all;
Though earth and hell our lives pursue,
Without Thy leave we cannot fall;
And if Thou slack the murderer’s chain,
We suffer but with Thee to reign.
7 Our sufferings shall advance Thy cause,
And blunt the persecutor’s sword,
Dispread the victory of Thy cross,
And glorify our conquering Lord.
Evil shall work for Sion’s good:
Its seed is still the martyr’s blood. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England, Felix Farley, 1739) Vol. II
Jesu, The Growing Work Is Thine
'Tis Come, The Time So Oft Foretold
Author: Thomas Grinfield Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: ’Tis come, the time so oft foretold Lyrics: 1 ’Tis come, the time so oft foretold,
The time eternal love forecast;
Four thousand years of hope have rolled,
And God hath sent His Son at last;
Let heaven, let earth, adore the plan;
Glory to God, and grace to man!
2 To swains that watched their nightly fold,
Of lowly lot, of lowly mind,
To these the tidings first were told,
That spoke of hope for lost mankind;
God gives His Son, no more He can;
Glory to God, and grace to man!
3 And well to shepherds first ’tis known,
The Lord of angels comes from high,
In humblest aspect like their own,
Good Shepherd, for His sheep to die:
O height and depth, which who shall span?
Glory to God, and grace to man!
4 Fain with those meek, those happy swains,
Lord, I would hear that angel choir;
Till, ravished by celestial strains,
My heart responds with holy fire:
That holy fire Thy breath must fan;
Glory to God, and grace to man! Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: A Century of Original Sacred Songs (London: 1836)
'Tis Come, The Time So Oft Foretold
They Seek The Babe
Author: Mary N. Meigs Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: They seek the Babe—no regal state Lyrics: 1 They seek the Babe—no regal state—
No princely pomp are His the while;
On Him no bright-robed courtiers wait,
But humble peasants watch His smile:
The magi kneel, and shepherds bend,
To Him who angels did attend.
2 He has resigned a crown of light—
Laid all His glorious vestments by—
And shrouding in this world of night
The splendors of the Deity,
Hath come to succor, save, and bless,
His creatures in their wretchedness.
3 Savior, again we hail the day,
When brightly rose Thy natal star;
And join the angels’ Heaven-taught lay,
Which in the azure fields afar—
The music of celestial spheres,
Rang on the shepherds’ listening ears.
4 And lo, from nature’s hand we bear
An offering for Thy holy shrine;
With evergreen, and garlands fair,
High arch and lofty pillar twine:
And joyfully our paeans raise,
Redeemer, Savior, in Thy praise.
5 And though no bright, peculiar gem
Is hung upon our midnight sky—
Like that which shone o’er Bethlehem,
What time the heavenly hosts were nigh—
Thy Word our polar star shall be,
Guiding us on, to Heaven and Thee.
Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Poems (New York: Pudney, Hooker & Russell, 1884)
They Seek The Babe
Bright ray whose welcome, vernal beam
Author: Samuel June Barrows Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: BROWNELL
Bright ray whose welcome, vernal beam
Megváltóm Él, Én Jól Tudom
Author: Charles Wesley; Anna Piroska Williams Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Megváltóm él, én jól tudom Lyrics: 1 Megváltóm él, én jól tudom,
Őt Megváltómnak hívhatom!
Ki Benne hisz, nem lát halált,
Új testben látja majd Urát!
Mert Jézus egy nap visszajön,
Mint Bíró áll meg e földön.
2 Egy nap majd innen búcsúzok,
A sírban békén nyughatok.
Elhúnyva várom Megváltóm,
Ő hű, eljő értem, tudom.
Mert Krisztus lett az életem,
A halál nem árt énnekem!
3 Ítélet napja felvirrad,
S bár testemből csak por marad,
Bár fogva tart soká a sír,
Életre Bírám visszahív,
Feltámaszt engem mint egyént,
És minden embert egyenként.
4 Meglátja Őt az én szemem,
Meglátom Őt, ki Istenem,
És leghőbb vágyam teljesül,
Megváltómnak szívem örül!
Kimondhatatlan örömem:
Megváltóm arcát nézhetem! Used With Tune: BROWNWELL
Megváltóm Él, Én Jól Tudom
Ó, Aggódó Lélek, Ím, Békesség Néked!
Author: Charles Wesley; Anna Piroska Williams Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Ó, aggódó lélek, ím, békesség Néked Lyrics: 1 Ó, aggódó lélek, ím, békesség Néked,
Ki embernek formált, így szól: "Ne félj!"
Az Úr neveden hívott téged,
Az övé vagy, bízzál, remélj!
Ki drága vérén megváltott,
Ő hűséges, őrző Pásztorod!
2 Ha utam nagy vízen kell átvigyen engem,
Mit Ő ígért, kérem: "Uram, légy velem!"
A hullámok ím, nem érnek el,
A folyó el nem borít engem.
Bár rémít az áradat—félnem nem kell:
Egy cseppet sem árthat, hisz az Úr közel!
3 Nem kétkedő szívvel, ám gyermeki hittel—
Bár tűzbe visz utam—bátran léphetek:
A tűz tűznek lenni elfelejt,
A sok-sok lángnyelv hűs táncot lejt.
A láng meg nem perzsel—az Úr oltalom!
A Megtartó, hű Úr az én Megtartóm!
4 Ám el ne hagyj engem, hatalmas Megmentőm,
Ha rám törnek próbák, légy hű őrizőm!
Rejts el kezed mélyén engemet,
Hadd hirdessem majd mentő Neved!
Karod legyen oltalmam, rejtekhelyem,
Ki nem ragad onnan senki, semmi sem!
5 Mert Te hívtál engem: "Jöjj hozzám a vízen!"
S mert jól tudom: jó vagy, és megbízható,
Az élet viharzó tengere
Szent szavadra, lám, már járható!
De kétségek, félelmek riogatnak,
Mint ásító örvények tátonganak.
6 S ha zúgó szél hangja a szívem riasztja,
S mély bánat hulláma már majd’ eltemet,
A szívem ijedten felkiált:
"Uram, tarts meg! Elsüllyedek!"
Egy jól ismert hang szól és békét teremt:
"Csak bízzatok! Én vagyok! Ne féljetek!" Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1739
Ó, Aggódó Lélek, Ím, Békesség Néked!
Thou hidden Source of calm repose
Author: Rev. Charles Wesley (1708-1788) Appears in 166 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: MILTON (Brownell)
Thou hidden Source of calm repose
The Inmost Word
Author: T. L. Harris Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Within the sacred scriptures shine Used With Tune: BROWNELL
The Inmost Word
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