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The Lord my pasture shall prepare

Hymnal: Church Hymnal #360 (1877) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. HERMAS

When, Streaming from the Eastern Skies

Author: William Shrubsole Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #549 (1926) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, O Sun of righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine; Chase all dark clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 2 When, unto heaven's glorious King My morning sacrifice I bring; And, grieving o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy, Saviour, in Thy Name: My conscience sprinkle with Thy blood, And be my Advocate with God. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest: And as each rising sun I see, O draw me nearer unto Thee. 4 And, at my life's last setting sun, My conflict o'er, my labors done, Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed; And from death's gloom my spirit raise, To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. Amen. Topics: Occasional Morning; Morning Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

When, streaming from the eastern skies

Author: William Shrubsole Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #550 (1913) Lyrics: 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, O Sun of righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine; Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 2 As every day Thy mercy spares, Will bring its trials and its cares, O Savior, till my life shall end, Be Thou my counselor and friend! Teach me Thy precepts all divine, And be Thy great example mine. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Savior, while I rest; And as each morning sun shall rise, O lead me onward to the skies! 4 And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed; Then from death's gloom my spirit raise, To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. Topics: Family Prayer Morning; Family Prayer Morning Tune Title: [When, streaming from the eastern skies]

When, streaming from the eastern skies

Author: Wm. Shrubsole 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 #638 (1894) Lyrics: 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes, O Sun of Righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine; Chase the dark clouds of guilt away And turn my darkness into day. 2 As every day, Thy mercy spares, Will bring its trials and its cares, O Saviour, till my life shall end, Be Thou my counselor and friend! Teach me Thy precepts, all divine, And be Thy great example mine. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest; And as each morning sun shall rise, Oh, lead me onward to the skies! 4 And at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labors done, Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed, To cheer and bless my dying bed; And, from death's gloom my spirit raise, To see Thy face and sing Thy praise. Amen. Topics: Home and Personal Use Languages: English Tune Title: [When, streaming from the eastern skies]

I Call the World's Redeemer Mine

Author: Charles Wesley; John Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2761 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. I call the world’s Redeemer mine; He lives who died for me, I know; Who bought my soul with blood divine, Jesus, shall re-appear below, Stand in that dreadful day unknown, And fix on earth His heavenly throne. 2. Then the last judgment-day shall come; And though the worms this skin devour, The Judge shall call me from the tomb, Shall bid the greedy grave restore, And raise this individual me, God in the flesh, my God, to see. 3. In this identic body I, With eyes of flesh refined, restored, Shall see that self-same Savior nigh. See for myself my smiling Lord, See with ineffable delight; Nor faint to hear the glorious sight. 4. Then let the worms demand their prey, The greedy grave my reins consume; With joy I drop my moldering clay, And rest till my Redeemer come; On Christ, my Life, in death rely, Secure that I can never die. Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

Sinners, Believe the Gospel Word

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6096 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Sinners, believe the Gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save Jesus is come, your common Lord; Pardon ye all through Him may have, May now be saved, whoever will; This Man receiveth sinners still. 2. See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure; To whom did He His help deny? Whom in His days of flesh pass by? 3. Did not His Word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead? Did He not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need? Did He reject His helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away? 4. Nay, but His bowels yearned to see The people hungry, scattered, faint; Nay, but He uttered over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint; Jerusalem, who shedd’st His blood, That, with His tears, for thee hath flowed. Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

That Man Is Blest Who Stands in Awe

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6827 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. That man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves His sacred law: His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An unexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. 2. His liberal favors he extends, To some he gives, to others lends; A generous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs And thus he’s just to all mankind. 3. His hands, while they his alms bestowed, His glory’s future harvest sowed; The sweet remembrance of the just, Like a green root, revives and bears A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4. Beset with threat’ning dangers round, Unmoved shall he maintain his ground; His conscience holds his courage up: The soul that’s filled with virtue’s light, Shines brightest in affliction’s night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. 5. Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fixed on God relies, Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on the rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies, And all their hope and glory drowned. 6. The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations crossed; They and their envy, pride, and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, And all their names in darkness lost. Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

A Plea For Service

Author: Lydia W. Baldwin Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8263 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: O Christ divine, uplift my sight Lyrics: 1 O Christ divine, uplift my sight, That I my nobler self may see; Give strength to the clear, inner light In which my soul doth worship Thee! The "still small voice" I wait to hear, Thrill deep the silence, sweet and clear. 2 Attune my feeble, wandering thought, That eager service it may yield; On ever swifter pinions brought, To labor in a vaster field; To all humanity I’d bring The treasure of Thy love, my king! 3 Refine and elevate my faith To feel Thee in the smallest things; O Love supreme! what finite breath Speaks joy that from Thy great heart springs; This heavenly river of delight Flows not beyond our inner sight. 4 I crave the largeness of Thy peace, Which comforteth our earthly state; One note to sound and never cease, One will to do, early and late; Give me, dear Lord, swift eagerness, My lowly, common way to bless. Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

Jesu, The Growing Work Is Thine

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9096 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, the growing work is Thine, And who shall hinder its success? In vain the alien armies join Thy glorious Gospel to suppress, And vow, with Satan’s aid, to o’erthrow, The work Thy grace revives below. 2 The wary world, as Julian wise, Wise with the wisdom from beneath, A while its milder malice tries, And lets these mad enthusiasts breathe, Breathe to infect their purest air, And spread the plague of virtue there. 3 Wondering the calm despisers stand, And dream that they the respite give. Restrained by Thine o’erruling hand, They kindly suffer us to live, Live to defy their master’s frown, And turn his kingdom upside down. 4 Still the old dragon bites his chain, Not yet commissioned from on high; Rage the fierce Pharisees in vain; "Away with them," the zealots cry, And hoary Caiaphas exclaims, And Bonner dooms us to the flames. 5 But our great God, who reigns on high, Shall laugh their haughty rage to scorn, Scatter their evil with His eye, Or to His praise their fierceness turn; While all their efforts to remove His Church, shall stablish her in love. 6 Yes, Lord, Thy promise-word is true, Our sacred hairs are numbered all; Though earth and hell our lives pursue, Without Thy leave we cannot fall; And if Thou slack the murderer’s chain, We suffer but with Thee to reign. 7 Our sufferings shall advance Thy cause, And blunt the persecutor’s sword, Dispread the victory of Thy cross, And glorify our conquering Lord. Evil shall work for Sion’s good: Its seed is still the martyr’s blood. Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL

Eye Hath Not Seen, Ear Hath Not Heard

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9924 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard What Christ hath for His saints prepared, Who conquer thro’ their Savior’s might, Who sink into perfection’s height, And trample death beneath their feet, And gladly die their Lord to meet. 2 They on the hidden manna feed The heavenly, true, angelic Bread, Who gained on earth a partial taste Of bliss too exquisite to last, Obtain His fullest joy above, And all the sweetness of His love. 3 Christ shall on them a name bestow, Which no embodied saint can know, A new inexplicable name With God essentially the same! And what it is they they conceive, When Christ doth all His fullness give. 4 Dost thou desire to know and see What thy mysterious name shall be? Contending for thy heavenly home, Thy latest foe, in death o’ercome; ’Till then thou searchest out in vain What only conquest can explain. 5 But when the Lord hath closed thine eyes, And opened them in paradise, Receiving thy new name unknown, Thou read’st it wrote on the white stone, Wrote on thy pure humanity GOD THREE IN ONE AND ONE IN THREE! Languages: English Tune Title: BROWNWELL