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Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 59 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Sickness and Recovery Lyrics: 1 Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand In ev'ry chast'ning stroke; And while I smart beneath thy rod, Thy presence I invoke. 2 To thee in my distress I cried, And thou hast bow'd thy ear; Thy pow'rful word prolong'd my life, And brought salvation near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness, That, with the pious throng, I may record my solemn vows, And tune my grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord, whose gentle hand Renews our lab'ring breath: Praise to the Lord, who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 My God, in thine appointed hour Those heav'nly gates display, Where pain and sin, and fear and death For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures bow around; My anthems to deliv'ring grace, In sweeter strains shall sound.

Life is a span, a fleeting hour

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 164 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour; How soon the vapour flies! Man is a tender transient flow'r, That e'en in blooming dies. 2 Death spreads like winter's frozen arms, And beauty smiles no more. Ah! where are now those rising charms, Which pleas'd our eyes before? 3 The once lov'd form, now cold and dead, Each mournful thought employs; And nature weeps her comforts fled, And wither'd all her joys. 4 But wait the interposing gloom, And lo! stern winter flies; And, drest in beauty's fairest bloom, The flow'ry tribes arise. 5 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore Shall rise in full immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 6 Then cease, fond nature! cease thy tears; Religion points on high: There everlasting spring appears, And joys that cannot die.

Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 88 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears Flow o'er your children dead: Say not in transports of despair, That all your hopes are fled. 2 While cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie; Rise, and with joy and rev'rence view A heavenly parent nigh. 3 "I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, "In my own house a place; "No names of daughters and of sons "Could yield so high a grace. 4 "Transient and vain is ev'ry hope A rising race can give; In endless honour and delight My children all shall live." 5 We welcome, Lord! those rising tears, Through which thy face we see, And bless those wounds, which thro' our hearts Prepare a way for thee.

Though nature's voice you must obey

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 23 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 Though nature's voice you must obey, Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow, That hand, which takes your joys away, That sov'reign hand can heal your woe. 2 And, while your mournful thoughts deplore The parent gone, remov'd the friend! With hearts resign'd, his grace adore, On whom your nobler hopes depend. 3 Does he not bid his children come Through death's dark shades to realms of light? Yet, when he calls them to their home Shall fond survivors mourn their flight? 4 His word--here let your souls rely-- Immortal consolation gives: Your heav'nly Father cannot die, Th'eternal Friend for ever lives. 5 O be that best of friends your trust; On his almighty arm recline. He, when your comforts sink in dust, Can give you comforts more divine.

O hear me, Lord! on thee I call

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 17 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances On the Death of Relatives and Friends Lyrics: 1 O hear me, Lord! on thee I call, And prostrate at thy footstool fall; Propitious in my cause appear, And bow to my request thine ear. 2 Look down, my only hope! look down; Behold me, but without a frown: And ne'er to my desiring eye Thy presence, heav'nly Lord! deny, 3 O let me, on thy aid reclin'd, Thee still my great salvation find; Nor leave me, helpless and forlorn, The absence of thy grace to mourn. 4 Though, doom'd the orphan's lot to bear, No father's kind concern I share, Nor o'er me wakes a mother's eye My wants attentive to supply:— 5 Adopted by thy care, in thee The Parent and the Friend I see; And, nourish'd by thy fost'ring hand, Within thy courts secure I stand.

Children, in years and knowledge young

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 67 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Children, in years and knowledge young, Your parents’ hope, your parents’ joy! Attend the counsels of my tongue: Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state: Restrain your feet from wicked ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard His saints; His ears are open to their cries; He sets His frowning face against The sons of violence and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts God with His grace is ever nigh: Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, He counts their groans, His Son redeems their souls from death; His Spirit heals their broken bones, They in His praise employ their breath.

Happy is he, whose early years

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 143 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Happy is he, whose early years Receive instructions well; Who hates the sinner’s path, and fears The road that leads to hell. 2 ’Tis easier work, if we begin To serve the Lord betimes; While sinners, who grow old in sin, Are harden’d by their crimes. 3 It saves us from a thousand snares To mind religion young: With joy it crowns succeeding years, And makes our virtue strong. 4 To thee, almighty God! to thee Our hearts we now resign: ’Twill please us, to look back and see, That our whole lives were thine! 5 Let the sweet work of pray'r and praise Employ our daily breath: Thus we're prepar'd for future days, Or fit for early death.

Now, in the heat of youthful blood

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 118 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 Now, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God. Behold, the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say, "My joys are gone!" 2 God from on high beholds your thoughts; His book records your secret faults: The works of darkness men have done Must all appear before the sun. 3 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With bitt'rest curses on his head. 4 The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God, not there to dwell, But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 5 God of the young! turn off their eyes From earth's alluring vanities; And let the warnings of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord!

With humble heart and tongue

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 162 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 With humble heart and tongue, My God! to thee I pray; O make me learn, whilst I am young, How I may cleanse my way. 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care; Help me to choose the path of truth, And fly from ev'ry snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone, Inspire with love divine; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 4 O let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ; Be this through all my following days, My treasure and my joy. 5 To what thy laws impart Be my whole will inclin'd; O let them dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind. 6 May thy young servant learn, By these to cleanse his way; And may I here the path discern That leads to endless day.

My God, my everlasting hope!

Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 115 hymnals Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances For the Young, And Old Lyrics: 1 My God, my everlasting hope! I live upon thy truth; Thine hands have held my childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, And shows thy skill divine; And from my mother’s painful hour, I’ve been entirely thine. 3 Still has my life new wonders seen In each revolving year: Behold, my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off, when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise: And round me let thy glory shine, Whene’er thy servant dies.