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Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah

Author: William Williams; Peter Williams; John Keble Hymnal: The Hymnal #42a (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand. Open now the crystal fountains Whence the living waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through. Feed me with the heavenly manna In this barren wilderness; Be my sword, and shield, and banner, Be the Lord my Righteousness. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. OSWALD

Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah

Author: William Williams; Peter Williams; John Keble Hymnal: The Hymnal #42b (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand. Open now the crystal fountains Whence the living waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through. Feed me with the heavenly manna In this barren wilderness; Be my sword, and shield, and banner, Be the Lord my Righteousness. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side. Amen. Tune Title: AUTUMN

Thou art coming, O my Saviour!

Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: The Hymnal #67 (1916) Meter: 8.7.8.8.7.7.7.7.7 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Thou art coming, O my Savior! Thou art coming, O my King! In thy beauty all resplendent, In thy glory all transcendent; Well may we rejoice and sing; Coming: in the opening east Herald brightness slowly swells; Coming: O thou glorious Priest! Hear we not thy golden bells? Thou art coming, thou art coming; We shall meet thee on thy way; We shall see thee, we shall know thee, We shall bless thee, we shall show thee All our hearts could never say; What an anthem that will be, Music rapturously sweet, Pouring out our love to thee At thine own all-glorious feet. Thou art coming; at thy table We are witnesses for this; While remembering hearts thou meetest In communion clearest, sweetest, Earnest of our coming bliss; Showing not thy death alone, And thy love exceeding great, But thy coming, and thy throne, All for which we long and wait. Thou art coming, we are waiting With a hope that cannot fail; Asking not the day or hour, Resting on thy word of power, Anchored safe within the veil. Time appointed may be long, But the vision must be sure; Certainty shall make us strong, Joyful patience can endure. O the joy to see thee reigning, Thee, our own beloved Lord! Every tongue thy Name confessing, Worship honour, glory, blessing Brought to thee with one accord; Thee, our Master and our Friend, Vindicated and enthroned, Unto earth's remotest end Glorified, adored, and owned! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: BEVERLY

Weary of earth, and laden with my sin

Author: S. J. Stone Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #82 (1898) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, I look to heaven and long to enter in: But there no evil thing may find a home; And yet I hear a voice that bids me "Come." 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that throne appear? Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near. 3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, Evil is ever with me day be day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, "Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear; His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, And His the blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne. 5 'Twas He Who found me on the deathly wild, And made me heir of heaven, the Father's child, And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me His grace of pardon, and will give. 6 O great Absolve, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, That in the Father's courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness. 7 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord; Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; Thine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden crown; Mine the life won, and Thine the life laid down. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: LANGRAN

Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown

Author: Emily E. S. Elliott Hymnal: The Hymnal #83 (1916) Meter: Irregular Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown, When thou camest to earth for me; But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room For thy holy nativity. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang, Proclaiming thy royal degree; But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth, And in great humility. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest In the shade of the forest tree; But thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God, In the desert of Galilee. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word, That should set thy people free; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn, They bore thee to Calvary. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! Thy cross is my only plea. When the heavens shall ring, and the angels sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saving, "Yet there is room There is room at my side for thee." And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus, When thou comest and callest for me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MARGARET

Weary of wandering from my God

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #83 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 Weary of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return, I hear and bow me to the rod; For Thee, not without hope, I mourn: I have an Advocate above, A Friend before the throne of love. 2 O Jesu, full of pardoning grace, More full of grace than I of sin; Yet once again I seek Thy face: Open Thine arms and take me in; And freely my backslidings heal, And love the faithless sinner still. 3 Thou know'st the way to bring me back, My fallen spirit to restore; Oh, for Thy truth and mercy's sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more: The ruins of my soul repair, And make my heart a house of prayer. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: WAVERTREE

O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #84 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend, Who, loving, lov'st them to the end; On this alone my hopes depend, That Thou wilt plead for me. 2 When, weary in the Christian race, Far off appears my resting place, And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace, Then, Saviour, plead for me. 3 When I have erred and gone astray Afar from Thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimmering, guiding way, Still, Saviour, plead for me. 4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold, Then with Thy pitying arms enfold, And plead, oh, plead for me! 5 And when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with sorrow, pain, and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend]

O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend

Author: C. Elliott Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #84 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 O Thou, the contrite sinners' friend, Who, loving, lov'st them to the end; On this alone my hopes depend, That Thou wilt plead for me. 2 When, weary in the Christian race, Far off appears my resting place, And, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace, Then, Saviour, plead for me. 3 When I have erred and gone astray Afar from Thine and wisdom's way, And see no glimmering, guiding way, Still, Saviour, plead for me. 4 When Satan, by my sins made bold, Strives from Thy cross to loose my hold, Then with Thy pitying arms enfold, And plead, oh, plead for me! 5 And when my dying hour draws near, Darkened with sorrow, pain, and fear, Then to my fainting sight appear, Pleading in heaven for me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: TIDESWELL

O Jesu, Saviour of the lost

Author: Bp. E. H. Bickersteth Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #85 (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 O Jesu, Saviour of the lost, My rock and hiding place, By storms of sin and sorrow tost, I seek Thy sheltering grace. 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry; Pursued by foes I come; A sinner, save me, or I die; An outcast, take me home. 3 Once safe in Thine almighty arms, Let storms come on amain; There danger never, never harms; There death itself is gain. 4 And when I stand before Thy throne, And all Thy glories see, Still be my righteousness alone To hide myself in Thee. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [O Jesu, Saviour of the lost]

O Jesu, Saviour of the lost

Author: E. H. Bickersteth Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #85 (1898) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Parochial Missions Lyrics: 1 O Jesu, Saviour of the lost, My rock and hiding place, By storms of sin and sorrow tost, I seek Thy sheltering grace. 2 Guilty, forgive me, Lord, I cry; Pursued by foes I come; A sinner, save me, or I die; An outcast, take me home. 3 Once safe in Thine almighty arms, Let storms come on amain; There danger never, never harms; There death itself is gain. 4 And when I stand before Thy throne, And all Thy glories see, Still be my righteousness alone To hide myself in Thee. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM