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Jesu, Son of Mary

Author: E. S. Palmer, 1856-1931 Hymnal: Common Praise #352a (2000) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Funerals, Commemoration, Remembrance and All Souls; Remembrance Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Son of Mary, fount of life alone, here we hail thee present on thine altar- throne: humbly we adore thee, Lord of endless might, in the mystic symbols veiled from earthly sight. 2 Think, O Lord, in mercy on the souls of those who, in faith gone from us, now in death repose. Here 'mid stress and conflict toils can never cease; there, the warfare ended, bid them rest in peace. 3 Often were they wounded in the deadly strife; heal them, Good Physician, with the balm of life. Every taint of evil, frailty and decay, good and gracious Saviour, cleanse and purge away. 4 Rest eternal grant them, after weary fight; shed on them the radiance of thy heavenly light. Lead them onward, upward, to the holy place, where thy saints made perfect gaze upon thy face. Scripture: Hebrews 12:23 Languages: English Tune Title: EUDOXIA

Jesu, Son of Mary

Author: E. S. Palmer, 1856-1931 Hymnal: Common Praise #352b (2000) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Funerals, Commemoration, Remembrance and All Souls; Remembrance Sunday Lyrics: 1 Jesu, Son of Mary, fount of life alone, here we hail thee present on thine altar- throne: humbly we adore thee, Lord of endless might, in the mystic symbols veiled from earthly sight. 2 Think, O Lord, in mercy on the souls of those who, in faith gone from us, now in death repose. Here 'mid stress and conflict toils can never cease; there, the warfare ended, bid them rest in peace. 3 Often were they wounded in the deadly strife; heal them, Good Physician, with the balm of life. Every taint of evil, frailty and decay, good and gracious Saviour, cleanse and purge away. 4 Rest eternal grant them, after weary fight; shed on them the radiance of thy heavenly light. Lead them onward, upward, to the holy place, where thy saints made perfect gaze upon thy face. Scripture: Hebrews 12:23 Languages: English Tune Title: CASWALL

Weep for the Dead

Author: Brian Wren Hymnal: Voices United #526 (1996) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: The Church at Worship Special Days, Seasons, Occasions: Remembrance; Remembrance Day First Line: Weep for the dead. Let tears and silence tell Lyrics: 1 Weep for the dead. Let tears and silence tell f blood and battle, horror and renown. The years diminish, but do not dispel the pain of lives destroyed, and life laid down. 2 Silent the dead. Remembering, we stand silent as they, for words cannot esteem causes of war, the love of native land, all that they were, and all they might have been. 3 Raising our flag, we stand with muffled drum, judged by the colours of God's love and loss, recalling, as we pray, "Your Kingdom come," a purple robe, and blood upon a cross. 4 Summoned by love that leaves no room for pride, we pray that every continent and isle, wounded by war, war's hate may lay aside, and find a way to heal and reconcile. 5 Weep for the dead, from all the ills of earth. Stand by the cross that bids all hatred cease. March to the drums of dignity and worth. Salute the King of Love, the Prince of Peace. Tune Title: HARRIS

God! As with Silent Hearts

Author: Fred Kaan Hymnal: Voices United #527 (1996) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: The Church at Worship Special Days, Seasons, Occasions: Remembrance; Remembrance Day First Line: God! As with silent hearts we bring to mind Lyrics: 1 God! As with silent hearts we bring to mind how hate and war diminish humankind, we pause, and seek in worship to increase our knowledge of the things that make for peace. 2 Hallow our will as humbly we recall the lives of those who gave and give their all. We thank you, Lord, for women, children, men who seek to serve in love, today as then. 3 Give us deep faith to comfort those who mourn, high hope to share with all the newly born, strong love in our pursuit of human worth: "lest we forget" the future of this earth. 4 So, Prince of Peace, disarm our trust in power, teach us to coax the plant of peace to flower. May we, impassioned by your living Word, remember forward to a world restored. Tune Title: ST AGNES (LANGRAN)

O God, our help in ages past

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Common Praise #537 (2000) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Remembrance Sunday; Funerals, Commemoration, Remembrance and All Souls Lyrics: 1 O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come, our shelter from the stormy blast, and our eternal home; 2 Under the shadow of thy throne thy saints have dwelt secure; sufficient is thine arm alone, and our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, or earth received her frame, from everlasting thou art God, to endless years the same. 4 A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away; they fly forgotten, as a dream dies at the opening day. 6 O God, our help in ages past, our hope for years to come, be thou our guard while troubles last, and our eternal home. Scripture: 1 Chronicles 29:15 Languages: English Tune Title: ST ANNE

Bread to Share

Author: Marty Haugen, b. 1950 Hymnal: RitualSong #927 (1996) Topics: Remembrance First Line: Bread for ev'ry hunger Refrain First Line: Plenty of bread at the feast of life Scripture: John 6:1-13 Languages: English Tune Title: [Bread for every hunger]

Psalm 77 Part 1

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.164 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Remembrance of former deliverances First Line: To God I cried with mournful voice Lyrics: To God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose, And filled the night with fear. Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My soul refused relief; I thought on God the just and wise, But thoughts increased my grief. Still I complained, and still oppressed, My heart began to break; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more; Then I within myself withdrew, And called thy judgments o'er. I called back years and ancient times When I beheld thy face; My spirit searched for secret crimes That might withhold thy grace. I called thy mercies to my mind Which I enjoyed before; And will the Lord no more be kind? His face appear no more? Will he for ever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? But I forbid this hopeless thought; This dark, despairing frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er; Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men that love thy word Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Psalm 77 Part 2

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.165 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Remembrance of former deliverances First Line: How awful is thy chast'ning rod! Lyrics: "How awful is thy chast'ning rod!" May thy own children say: "The great, the wise, the dreadful God! How holy is his way !" I'll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt's yoke oppressed; Long he delayed to hear their cry, or gave his people rest. The sons of good old Jacob seemed Abandoned to their foes; But his almighty arm redeemed The nation that he chose. Isr'el, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls; He bade them venture through the deep, And made the waves their walls. The waters saw thee, mighty God! The waters saw thee come; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. Strange was thy journey through the sea Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. [Thy voice, with terror in the sound, Through clouds and darkness broke; All heav'n in lightning shone around, And earth with thunder shook. Thine arrows through the skies were hurled; How glorious is the Lord! Surprise and trembling seized the world, And his own saints adored. He gave them water from the rock, And safe, by Moses' hand, Through a dry desert led his flock Home to the promised land.] Scripture: Psalm 77 Languages: English

Psalm 143

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.322 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Remembrance of former deliverances First Line: My righteous Judge, my gracious God Lyrics: My righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succor from thy throne; O make thy truth and mercy known! Let judgment not against me pass; Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace: Should justice call us to thy bar, No man alive is guiltless there. Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burden me; Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot. I dwell in darkness and unseen, My heart is desolate within My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To bear my sinking spirits up; I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst like parched lands for rain For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn: When will thy smiling face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove? And God for ever hide his love? My God, thy long delay to save Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye; Make haste to help before I die. The night is witness to my tears, Distressing pains, distressing fears; O might I hear thy morning voice, How would my wearied powers rejoice! In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And lift my heavy soul on high; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. Break off my fetters, Lord, and show Which is the path my feet should go; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill; Let the good Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. Then shall my soul no more complain, The tempter then shall rage in vain; And flesh, that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. Scripture: Psalm 143 Languages: English

Jesus is gone above the Skies

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #III.VI (1766) Topics: Remembrance of Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus is gone above the Skies, Where our weak Senses reach him not; And carnal Objects court our Eyes To thrust our Saviour from our Thought. 2 He knows what wand'ring Hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely Face; And, to refresh our Minds, he gave These kind Memorials of his Grace. 3 The Lord of Life this Table spread With his own Flesh and dying Blood; We on the rich Provision feed, And taste the Wine, and bless our God. 4 Let sinful Sweets be all forgot, And Earth grow less in our Esteem; Christ and his Love fill every Thought, And Faith and Hope be fix'd on him. 5 While He is absent from our Sight, 'Tis to prepare our Souls a Place, That we may dwell in heav'nly Light, And live for ever near his Face. [6 Our Eyes look upwards to the Hills Whence our returning Lord shall come; We wait thy Chariots hast'ning Wheels, To fetch our longing Spirits home.] Languages: English