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Away, my needless fears

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 52 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Away, my needless fears And doubts no longer mine! A ray of heavenly light appears, A messenger divine. 2 Thrice comfortable hope, That calms my stormy breast; My Father's hand prepares the cup, And what He wills is best. 3 He knows whate'er I want; He sees my helplessness, And always readier is to grant Than I to ask His grace. 4 My fearful heart He reads, Secures my soul from harms, And underneath His mercy spreads Its everlasting arms. 5 Here is firm footing; here, My soul, is solid rock, To break the waves of grief and fear, And trouble's rudest shock: 6 This only can sustain When earth and heaven remove: O turn thee to thy Rest again, Thy God's eternal Love! Used With Tune: MORAVIA
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My God, I leave to Thee my ways

Author: George Neumark; Miss Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, I leave to Thee my ways; I hope in Thee whate'er betide, To find Thee in the evil days My all-sufficient Strength and Guide; Who trust in God's unchanging Love Builds on the Rock that naught can move. 2 What can our anxious cares avail, Our never-ceasing moans and sighs? What can it help us to bewail Each painful moment as it flies? Our cross and trials do but press The heavier for our bitterness. 3 Help me my restless heart to still, And wait in cheerful hope, content To take whate'er Thy gracious Will, Thy all-discerning Love, hath sent; Nor doubt my inmost wants are known To Him who chose me for His own. 4 Thou know'st when joyful hours are best, And send'st them as Thou seest it meet: When I have borne the fiery test, And am made free from all deceit, Thou comest to me all unaware, And makest me own Thy loving care. 5 Help me to swerve not from Thy ways, But do my own part faithfully, And trust Thy promises of grace, That they may be fulfilled in me. Thou never wilt forsake at need The soul that trusts in Thee indeed. Used With Tune: WER NUR DEN LIEBEN GOTT LÄSZT WALTEN
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Through all the changing scenes of life

Author: Nahum Tate; Nicholas Brady Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 474 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of His deliverance I will boast, Till all that are distrest From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt His Name! When in distress on Him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just; Deliverance He affords to all Who on His succor trust. 5 O make but trial of His Love; Experience will decide How blest they are, and only they, Who in His truth confide. 6 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you His service your delight, He'll make your wants His care. Scripture: Psalm 34 Used With Tune: ST. OSWIN
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O Love divine, how sweet Thou art!

Author: C. Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 379 hymnals Topics: The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O Love divine, how sweet Thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by Thee! I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 Stronger His love than death or hell; Its reaches are unsearchable; The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see, They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God: O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, Be mine this better part. 4 O that I could for ever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet! Be this my happy choice: My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom’s voice! Used With Tune: [O Love divine, how sweet Thou art!]
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Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Author: Charles Wesley Appears in 131 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let Thy will on earth be done: Praise by all to Thee be giv'n, Gracious Lord of earth and heav'n. 2 That so poor a worm as I May to Thy great glory live, All my actions sanctify, All my words and thoughts receive: Claim me, for Thy service claim All I have, and all I am. 3 Take my soul and body's pow'rs! Take my mem'ry, mind, and will, All my goods and all my hours, All I know and all I feel: All I think, or speak, or do; Take my heart, but make it new! 4 Now, O God, Thine own I am; Now I give Thee back Thine own; Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Consecrate to Thee alone; Thine I live, thrice happy I! Happier still if Thine I die. Used With Tune: TURIN
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When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay

Author: Thomas Gibbons Appears in 155 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, What were His works from day to day, But miracles of pow'r and grace, Which spread salvation thro' our race? 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and Thy steps pursue: Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 3 That man may last, but never lives, Who much receives, but nothing gives: Whom none can love, whom none can thank, Creation's blot, creation's blank. 4 But he who marks from day to day In gen'rous acts his radiant way, The same path treads the Savior trod, The path to glory and to God. Used With Tune: SURREY
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He that goeth forth with weeping

Author: Thomas Hastings, Mus. Doc. Appears in 269 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 He that goeth forth with weeping, Sowing precious seed in love, Never tiring, never sleeping, Findeth blessing from above. 2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, Bright the rays celestial shine; Precious fruits will thus be given Through an influence all divine. 3 Sow thy seed, be never weary, Let no fears thy soul annoy; Be the prospect ne’er so dreary, Thou shalt reap the fruits in joy. 4 God but uses thee as sower, Puts the seed into thy hand; Sow thou then, let Him be Mower, Till thou reap in fatherland. Used With Tune: EPHESUS
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My God, my only Help and Hope

Author: John Mason Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 7 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 My God, my only Help and Hope, My strong and sure Defence, For all my safety and my peace I bless Thy Providence. 2 The daily favors of my God I cannot sing at large: Yet let memake this holy boast, I am the Almighty's charge. 3 Lord, in the day Thou art about The paths wherein I tread; And in the night, when I lie down, Thou art about my bed. 4 Naked I came into the world, And nothing with me brought; And nothing have I here deserved, Yet have I lackéd nought. 5 I do not bless my laboring hand, My laboring head, or chance; The Providence, most gracious God, Is mine inheritance. Used With Tune: WESTMINSTER
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O Menneske, vil du betænke

Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Lyrics: 1 O Menneske, vil du betænke Min bitre Pine og Død, Jeg vil dig igjen skjænke Liv for den evig' Død; Til mig skal du dig holde, Jeg haver Alt at volde, Jeg er den, dig har frelst. 2 Jeg har dig ikke betalet Med Sølv eller Guld saa rød, Men dig fra Djævelen taget Alt med min Pine og Død; Hvi est du da saa blinder, Og ei min Godhed kjender? Du selv forkaster dig. 3 Du attraar Verdens Ære, For den gjør du dig Flid, Man mine Bud at lære, Dertil har du ei Tid; Thi Verden, som dig skal daare, Den har du kjær saa saare, Mig har du slet forgjet. 4 Hvo Rigdom elsker mere End min Naade og Godhed, Hans Anslag skal ham besnære, Og blive ham evig led; Den Rigdom, som ei kan svige, Den findes i Himmerige, Os alle til Salighed. 5 Derfor lad dig nu nøie, O Menneske, hvo du est! Jeg skal dig vel tilføie Alt det dig tjener bedst; Din Salighed ei forsømme! Jeg skal dig ei forglemme Hos mig til evig Tid. 6 Se Liljerne i Enge, Hvor deilig' de mon staa! De har ei kjøbt for Penge Den Herlighed, de har paa: Selv Salomon var ikke Udi sit Kongesmykke Klædt saa som en af dem. 7 Se og til Himlens Fugle, Hvor Gud forsyner dem, De Dyr i deres Hule Har deres Føde af ham, Navnunger i deres Rede Han gier nok at æde, At ei de sulte ihjel. 8 Thi sørger ei og græder, I, mine Tjener kjær, For Føde og for Klæder! Jeg eders Sorrig b"r; Jeg vil eder vel forsyne, Agt I kun Ordene mine, Og hav eders Tro til mig. 9 Er Himmel og Jord da mine, Al Herlighed dertil, Hvi skulde jeg ei forsyne Dem, paa mig lide vil? Jeg Israel har bespiset, Og rette Vei dem viset Til det forjætted' Land. 10 Lad eder da paaminde, Og agt det ei for Skjemt! I skal det aldrig befinde, At jeg mit Folk har glemt; Forgjævers har Ingen raabet, Som paa mig haver haabet: Thi blive kun fast hos mig! 11 Tak, Lov, Pris, Hæder og Ære Ske Gud i Evighed For sin guddommelig' Lære, Som han har os beted! Han unde os, at vi kunde Hans Godhed ret begrunde Os alle til Salighed!
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Farvel med dine Gange

Appears in 2 hymnals Topics: Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity Sunday Evening Lyrics: 1 Farvel med dine Gange, Du vellystfulde Vei! Lad Andre paa dig prange, Jeg siger evig nei, Din Ende er for haard, Mig lyster ei at trine Paa Roser til den Pine, Som ingen Ende faar. 2 Farvel, du brede Stræde, Du ser mig aldrig mer! Bort, syndigt Selskabs Glæde, Som i din Jammer ler! Du er mig altfor led, Lod Andre tænke andet, Jeg kalder dig forbandet, Saa stor du er og bred. 3 Dig, rette Vie, jeg ynder, Som gaar til Himlens Land, Paa dig jeg nu begynder At trine, hvad jeg kan, At dræbe Kjød go Blod, Og Verdens Lyst forsage, Og har det end sin Plage, Saa er dog Enden god. 4 Velan, I fromme Hjerter! Jeg følger eders Trop Igjennem mange Smerter Til Himlens Glæde op; Lad møde, hvad der maa, Det har slet ingen Fare, Naar vi den Ondes Snare Kun ret forbi kan gaa. 5 O Jesu, se, hvor farlig Er vores Vandringsfærd, Hjælp, at vi vandre varlig, Og vær os altid nær! Vis os, hvordan vi skal I dine Fodsport ile, Saa kan vi snart os hvile I Himlens Brudesal!

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