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O Thou who driest the mourner's tear

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #322 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 O Thou who driest the mourner’s tear, How dark this world would be, If, pierced by sins and sorrows here, We could not fly to Thee! 2 But Thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of woe. 3 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And even the hope that threw A moment’s sparkle o’er our tears, Is dimmed and vanished too,— 4 Oh who could bear life’s stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above? 5 Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright, With more than rapture’s ray; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day. Languages: English

Affliction

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #323 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble First Line: Hear, gracious God, my humble moan Lyrics: 1 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, To Thee I breathe my sigh: When will the mournful night be gone? When shall my joys arise? 2 Yet though my soul in darkness mourns, Thy promise is my stay; Here would I rest till light returns, Thy presence makes my day. 3 Come, Lord, and with celestial peace, Relieve my aching heart; Oh smile, and bid my sorrows cease, And all their gloom depart. 4 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, And bless Thy healing rays, And change these deep complaining sighs For songs of sacred praise. Languages: English

Oh my soul, what means this sadness?

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #324 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Oh my soul, what means this sadness? Wherefore art thou thus cast down? Let thy griefs be turned to gladness, Bid thy restless fears be gone; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in His dear name. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day? And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay? Thou shalt conquer, Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within, Jesus saith He'll ne'er forget thee, But will save from hell and sin: He is faithful To perform His gracious Word. 4 Though distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road, His right hand shall still defend thee; Soon He'll bring thee home to God! Therefore praise Him-- Praise the great Redeemer's name. 5 Oh that I could now adore Him Like the heavenly host above, Who for ever bow before Him, And unceasing sing His love! Happy songsters! When shall I your chorus join? Languages: English

There is a pure and peaceful wave

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #325 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 There is a pure and peaceful wave, That rolls around the throne of love; Whose waters gladden as they lave The bright and heavenly shores above. 2 While streams, which on that tide depend, Steal from those heavenly shores away, And on this desert world descend, Over our barren land to stray,-- 3 The pilgrim, faint and near to sink Beneath his load of earthly woe, Refreshed in its gentle flow. 4 There, oh my soul, do thou repose, And hover o'er the hallowed spring, To drink the crystal wave, and there To lave thy wounded, weary wing. 5 It may be that the waft of love Some leaves on that pure tide hath driven, Which passing from the shores above, Have floated down to us from heaven. 6 So shall thy wants and woes be healed By the blest influence they bring; So thy parched lips shall be unsealed, Thy Saviour's worthy name to sing. Languages: English

Commit Thy way, confiding

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #327 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Commit Thy way, confiding, When trials here arise, To Him whose hand is guiding The tumults of the skies. There clouds and tempests, raging, Have all their path assigned; Will God, for thee engaging, No way of safety find? 2 Trust in the Lord! His favor Will for thy wants provide; Regard His word!--and ever Thy work shall safe abide. When sorrows here o'ertake thee, And self-inflicted care, Let not thy God forsake thee! He listens for thy prayer. 3 Hope on! thou weak believer, Hope on, and falter not! He will thy soul deliver From deeps of troubled thought: Thy graces He will nourish, With hope thy heart employ, Till faith and hope shall flourish And yield their fruits of joy. 4 The sorrows, Lord, that try us, Oh bring them to an end! With needed strength supply us, From ever foe defend! Let us, till death pursuing The best--Thy chosen--way, In heaven our life renewing, Praise Thee in endless day. Scripture: Psalm 37 Languages: English

When musing sorrow weeps the past

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #328 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 When musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that mumuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will; 'Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still. 3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 O let me wing my hallowed flight From earth-born woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share! Languages: English

In Thee I put my steadfast trust

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #329 (1867) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 In Thee I put my steadfast trust, Defend me, Lord, from shame: Incline Thine ear, and save my soul, For righteous is Thy Name. 2 Be Thou my strong abiding-place, To which I may resort: Thy promise, Lord, is my defence, Thou art my rock and fort. 3 My steadfast and unchanging hope Shall on Thy power depend; And I in grateful songs of praise My time to come will spend. 4 Thy righteous acts and saving health My mouth shall still declare, Unable yet to count them all, Though summed with utmost care. 5 While God vouchsafes me His support, I'll in His strength go on; All other righteousness disclaim, And mention His alone. 6 Thou, Lord, hast taught me from my youth, To praise thy glorious Name; And ever since, Thy wondrous works Have been my constant theme. Scripture: Psalm 71 Languages: English

The Sailor

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #330 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble First Line: Tossed upon life's raging billow Lyrics: 1 Tossed upon life’s raging billow, Sweet it is, O Lord, to know Thou hast press’d a sailor’s pillow, And canst feel a sailor’s woe: 2 Never slumbering, never sleeping, Tho’ the night be dark and drear, Thou the faithful watch art keeping, All, all's well! Thy constant cheer. 3 And though loud the wind is howling, Fierce though flash the lightnings red, Darkly though the storm clouds scowling, O’er the sailor’s anxious head,-- 4 Thou canst calm the raging ocean, All its noise and tumult still, Hush the tempest's wild commotion, At the bidding of Thy will. Languages: English

When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #331 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o’er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker: "Save, Lord, or we perish." 2 O Jesus, once rocked on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from Thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, Who cries in his anguish, "Save, Lord, or we perish." 3 And oh! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When sin in our hearts its wild warfare is waging, Then send down Thy Spirit, Thy redeemèd to cherish, Rebuke the destroyer; "Save, Lord, or we perish." Languages: English

Star of peace! to wand'rers weary

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #332 (1867) Topics: Man a Saint In Bodily and Spiritual Trouble Lyrics: 1 Star of peace! to wand'rers weary, Bright the beams that smile on me; Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, Far, far at sea. 2 Star of hope! gleam on the billow; Bless the soul that sighs for thee. Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, Far, far at sea. 3 Star of faith, when winds are mocking All his toil, he flies to thee; Save him, on the billows rocking, Far, far at sea. 4 Star divine! oh safely guide him,-- Bring the wanderer home to Thee! Sore temptations long have tried him, Far, far at sea. Languages: English