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A Little Flock! So Calls He Thee
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11252 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A little flock! So calls He thee,
Who bought thee with His blood;
A little flock, disowned of men,
But owned and loved of God.
2 A little flock! So calls He thee;
Church of the first-born, hear!
Be not ashamed to own the name;
It is no name of fear.
3 A little flock! Yes, even so;
A handful among men,
Such is the purpose of thy God;
So willeth He, Amen!
4 Not many rich or noble called,
Not many great or wise;
They whom God makes His kings and priests,
Are poor in human eyes.
5 Church of the everlasting God,
The Father’s gracious choice,
Amid the voices of this earth,
How feeble is thy voice!
6 Thy words amid the words of earth,
How noiseless and how low!
Amid the hurrying crowds of time,
Thy steps how calm and slow!
7 But ’mid the wrinkled brows of earth,
Thy brow how free from care;
’Mid the flushed cheeks of riot here,
Thy cheek how pale and fair!
8 Amid the restless eyes of earth,
How steadfast is thine eye,
Fixed on the silent loveliness
Of the far eastern sky.
9 A little flock! ’Tis well, ’tis well;
Such be her lot and name;
Thro’ ages past it has been so,
And now ’tis still the same.
10 But the chief Shepherd comes at length;
Her feeble days are o’er,
No more a handful in the earth,
A little flock no more.
11 No more a lily among thorns;
Weary, and faint, and few,
But countless as the stars of heaven,
Or as the early dew.
12 Then entering the eternal halls,
In robes of victory,
That mighty multitude shall keep
The joyous jubilee.
13 Unfading palms they bear aloft,
Unfaltering songs they sing;
Unending festival they keep,
In presence of the King. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
A Little Flock! So Calls He Thee
'Twas I That Did It
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11253 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: I see the crowd in Pilate’s hall Lyrics: 1 I see the crowd in Pilate’s hall,
I mark their wrathful mien;
Their shouts of crucify appall,
With blasphemy between.
2 And of that shouting multitude
I feel that I am one;
And in that din of voices rude,
I recognize my own.
3 I see the scourges tear His back,
I see the piercing crown,
And of that crowd who smite and mock,
I feel that I am one.
4 Around yon cross, the throng I see,
Mocking the sufferer’s groan,
Yet still my voice it seems to be—
As if I mocked alone.
5 ’Twas I that shed the sacred blood,
I nailed Him to the tree,
I crucified the Christ of God,
I joined the mockery.
6 Yet not the less that blood avails,
To cleanse away my sin,
And not the less that cross prevails
To give me peace within. Languages: English Tune Title: DEWITT
'Twas I That Did It
Come, Mighty Spirit
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11260 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Come, mighty Spirit, penetrate Lyrics: 1 Come, mighty Spirit, penetrate
This heart and soul of mine;
And my whole being, with Thy grace,
Pervade, O Life divine.
2 As this clear air surrounds the earth,
Thy grace around me roll;
As the fresh light pervades the air,
So pierce and fill my soul.
3 As, from these clouds, drops down in love
The precious summer rain,
So, from Thyself, pour down the flood
That freshens all again.
4 As these fair flowers exhale their scent
In gladness at our feet,
So from Thyself let fragrance breathe,
More heav’nly and more sweet.
5 Thus life within our lifeless hearts
Shall make its glad abode;
And we shall shine in beauteous light,
Filled with the light of God. Languages: English Tune Title: TALLIS' ORDINAL
Come, Mighty Spirit
Lord, Give Me Light To Do Thy work
Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11261 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, give me light to do Thy work,
For only, Lord, from Thee
Can come the light, by which these eyes
The way of work can see.
2 In plainest things I daily err,
When walking in the light
The wisdom of this world affords,
However fair and bright.
3 In word, and plan, and deed I err,
When busiest in Thy work;
Beneath the simplest forms of truth
The subtlest errors lurk.
4 The way is narrow, often dark,
With lights and shadows strewn;
I wander oft, and think it Thine,
When walking in my own.
5 Yet pleasant is the work for Thee,
And pleasant is the way;
But Lord, the world is dark, and I
All prone to go astray.
6 Oh, send me light to do Thy work!
More light, more wisdom give!
Then shall I work Thy work indeed,
While on Thine earth I live.
7 So shall success be mine, in spite
Of feebleness in me;
Beyond all disappointment then
And failure I shall be.
8 The work is Thine, not mine, O Lord;
It is Thy race we run;
Give light! and then shall all I do
Be well and truly done. Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBETH
Lord, Give Me Light To Do Thy work
O God, To Our Repeated Cries
Author: John Barnard Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11271 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O God, to our repeated cries,
No longer silence keep;
Hold not Thy peace, as unconcerned,
Nor let Thy vengeance sleep.
2 For lo, Thine enemies, O God,
Have a fierce tumult made;
And those, that impiously Thee hate,
In pride lift up the head.
3 Against Thy people they consult,
And all their craft employ;
Their chief design’s Thy hidden ones
Entirely to destroy.
4 "Come," said they, "let us wholly root
The nation from the ground;
That Israel’s hated name, no more
Be in remembrance found."
6 Together they, with one consent,
In counsel, have combined;
These differing nations, close in league,
Against Thee, Lord, are joined.
7 There’s Esau’s sons, who dwell in tents,
Ishmael’s rejected line,
Moab, of incest eldest brood,
With Hagar’s Arabs join.
8 Strong Gebal, Ammon, Moab’s kin,
With Amalek conspire;
The lords of Palestine’s sea coast,
And with them wealthy Tyre.
9 Proud Assur’s powerful troops, the league,
And common cause, espouse;
These prove the strongest arm of strength,
To Lot’s apostate house.
10 But let such vengeance on them fall,
As Midian overtook;
As Sisera, and Jabin, felt,
At Kison’s fatal brook.
11 Where all their mighty numerous host,
Were put to rout, and slain;
Who left their carcasses for dung,
On Endor’s fertile plain.
12 As Zeeb, and Oreb, make their chiefs,
Like vengeance seize them all:
As Zebah, and Zalmunna, fell.
May all their princes fall.
13 Who boasting, said, "Let’s seize for ours
Each house of God we find."
My God, to ruin whirl them round.
As chaff before the wind.
14 As raging fire consumes the woods,
With flames the mountains blaze.
So with Thy tempest them pursue,
And with Thy storm amaze.
15 Their faces fill with shame, that they
May seek Jehovah’s name.
Or them confound, and terrify,
Until they die in shame.
16 The nations then shall know that Thou,
To whom alone pertains
The name Jehovah, art Most High,
O’er earth’s extended plains. Languages: English Tune Title: LAFAYETTE
O God, To Our Repeated Cries
Great God, With Wonder And With Praise
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11315 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Great God, with wonder and with praise
On all Thy works I look:
But still Thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brighter in Thy Book.
2 The stars that in their courses roll
Have much instruction giv’n;
But Thy good Word informs my soul
How I may climb to Heav’n.
3 The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord;
But fruits of life and glory grow
In Thy most holy Word.
4 Here are my choicest treasures hid;
Here my best comfort lies;
Here my desires are satisfied;
And hence my joys arise.
5 Lord, make me understand Thy law;
Show what my faults have been;
And from Thy Gospel let me draw
A pardon for my sin.
6 Here would I learn how Christ has died
To save my soul from hell:
Not all the books on earth beside
Such heav’nly wonders tell.
7 Then let me love my Bible more;
And take a fresh delight
By day to read these wonders o’er,
And meditate by night. Languages: English Tune Title: CAITHNESS
Great God, With Wonder And With Praise
Great King Of Glory And Of Grace
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11316 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Great King of glory and of grace! Lyrics: 1 Great King of glory and of grace!
We own with humble shame,
How vile is our degenerate race,
And our first father’s name.
2 From Adam flows our tainted blood,
The poison reigns within:
Makes us averse to all that’s good,
And willing slaves to sin.
3 Daily we break Thy holy laws,
And then reject Thy grace;
Engaged in the old serpent’s cause,
Against our Maker’s face.
4 We live estranged afar from God,
And love the distance well;
With haste we run the dangerous road
That leads to death and hell.
5 And can such rebels be restored?
Such natures made divine?
Let sinners see Thy glory, Lord,
And feel this power of Thine.
6 We raise our Father’s name on high
Who His own Spirit sends
To bring rebellious strangers nigh,
And turn His foes to friends. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ANNE
Great King Of Glory And Of Grace
We Bless Th'Eternal Source Of Light
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11325 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: We bless th’eternal Source of light Lyrics: 1 We bless th’ eternal Source of light,
Who makes the stars to shine;
And, through this dark beclouded world,
Diffuseth rays divine.
2 We bless the churches’ sovereign king,
Whose golden lamps we are;
Fixed in the temples of His love
To shine with radiance fair.
3 Still be our purity be preserved;
Still fled with oil the flame;
And in deep characters inscribed
Our heavenly master’s name.
4 Then, while between our ranks He walks
And all our state surveys,
His smiles shall with new luster deck
The people of His praise. Languages: English Tune Title: LAFAYETTE
We Bless Th'Eternal Source Of Light
Hark, 'Tis Our Heav'nly Leader's Voice
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11326 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Hark, ’tis our heav’nly leader’s voice Lyrics: 1 Hark, ’tis our heav’nly leader’s voice
From His triumphant seat:
’Midst all the war’s tumultuous noise,
How powerful, and how sweet!
2 "Fight on, My faithful band," He cries,
“Nor fear the mortal blow;
Who first in such a warfare dies
Shall speediest victory know.
3 "I have My days of combat known,
And in the dust was laid,
But thence I mounted to My throne,
And glory crowns My head.
4 "That throne, that glory you shall share;
My hands the crown shall give;
And you the sparkling honors wear,
While God Himself shall live."
5 Lord, ’tis enough; our bosoms glow
With courage, and with love:
Thine hand shall bear Thy soldiers thro’,
And raise their heads above.
6 My soul, while deaths beset me round,
Erects her ardent eyes,
And longs, thro’ some illustrious wound,
To rush and seize the prize. Languages: English Tune Title: LAMBETH
Hark, 'Tis Our Heav'nly Leader's Voice
All Hail, Victorious Savior, Hail!
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11327 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 All hail, victorious Savior, hail!
I bow to Thy command;
And own that David’s royal key
Well fits Thy sovereign hand.
2 Open the treasures of Thy love,
And shed Thy gifts abroad;
Unveil to my rejoicing eyes
The temple of my God.
3 There as a pillar let me stand
On an eternal base;
Upreared by Thine almighty hand
And polished by Thy grace.
4 There deep engraven let me bear
The title of Thy God;
And mark the new Jerusalem,
As my secure abode.
5 In lasting characters inscribe
Thine own belovèd name,
That endless ages there may read
The great Emmanuel’s claim.
6 Lead on, my General, I defy
What earth or hell can do;
Thy conduct, and this glorious hope
Shall bear Thy soldier through. Languages: English Tune Title: LANESBORO
All Hail, Victorious Savior, Hail!
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