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Hallowed Be Thy Name

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #491 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Holy and reverend is the name Lyrics: Holy and reverend is the name Of our eternal King; Thrice holy, Lord! the angels cry; Thrice holy, let us sing. The deepest reverence of the mind Pay, O my soul, to God; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To His sublime abode. With sacred awe pronounce His name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A reverent heart shall please Him more Than the best forms of speech. Thou holy God! preserve my soul From sinful passion free; And, pure in heart, may I behold A God of purity! Languages: English

Give Us Each Day Our Daily Bread

Author: Heber Hymnal: BHPPD866 #492 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Thy bounteous hand with food can bless Lyrics: Thy bounteous hand with food can bless The bleak and barren wilderness, And Thou hast taught us, Lord, to pray For daily bread from day to day. And O, when through the wilds we roam That part us from our heavenly home; When, lost in danger, want, and woe, Our faithless tears begin to flow; Do Thou Thy gracious comfort give, By which alone the soul can live; And grant Thy children, Lord, we pray, The bread of life from day to day! Languages: English

Deliver Us From Evil

Author: Conder Hymnal: BHPPD866 #493 (1866) First Line: Heavenly Father! to whose eye Lyrics: Heavenly Father! to whose eye Future things unfolded lie; Through the desert when I stray Let Thy counsels guide my way. Leave me not, for flesh is frail, Where fierce trials would assail; Leave me not in darkened hour, To withstand the tempter’s power. Lord! uphold me day by day; Shed a light upon my way; Guide me through perplexing snares; Care for me in all my cares. Should Thy wisdom, Lord, decree Trials long and sharp for me, Pain, or sorrow, care or shame,— Father! glorify Thy name. Let me neither faint nor fear, Feeling still that Thou art near; In the course my Saviour trod, Tending home to Thee, my God. Languages: English

Thine is the Glory Forever

Author: Gaskell Hymnal: BHPPD866 #494 (1866) First Line: To Thee, the Lord almighty Lyrics: To Thee, the Lord almighty, Our noblest praise we give, Who all things hast created, And blessest all that live; 386 Whose goodness, never-failing Through countless ages gone, Forever and forever Shall still keep shining on. Languages: English

Praise Ye the Lord

Author: Sandys Hymnal: BHPPD866 #495 (1866) First Line: All, from the sun's uprise Lyrics: All, from the sun’s uprise Unto his setting rays, Resound in jubilees The great Creator’s praise! Him serve alone; In triumph bring Your gifts, and sing Before His throne! Man drew from man his birth; But God his noble frame, (Built of the ruddy earth,) Filled with celestial flame. His sons we are, By Him are led, Preserved and fed With tender care. Then to His portals press In your divine resorts; With thanks His power profess, And praise Him in His courts. How good! how pure! His mercies last; His promise past Is ever sure. Languages: English

O Give Thanks Unto the Lord!

Author: Conder Hymnal: BHPPD866 #496 (1866) First Line: O, GIVE thanks to Him who made Lyrics: O, give thanks to Him who made Morning light and evening shade; Source and Giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food: Quickener of our wearied powers, Guard of our unconscious hours! O, give thanks to nature’s King, Who made every breathing thing; His our warm and sentient frame; His the mind’s immortal flame; O, how close the ties that bind Spirits to the Eternal Mind! O give thanks with heart and lip, For we are His workmanship, And all creatures are His care; Not a bird that cleaves the air Falls unnoticed;—but who can Speak the Father’s love to man! O give thanks for him who came, In a mortal, suffering frame, Temple of the Deity;— Came to bear our souls on high; In the path himself hath trod, Leading back his saints to God. Languages: English

Thanksgiving

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #497 (1866) First Line: Meet and right it is to sing Lyrics: Meet and right it is to sing, In every time and place, Praises to our heavenly King, The God of truth and grace. Join we then in sweet accord, All in one thanksgiving join; Holy, holy, holy Lord, Eternal praise be Thine! Thee, the first-born sons of light, In choral symphonies, Praise alway, day without night, In songs that never cease. And with them our hearts aspire, On the wings of faith and love, Vying with the heavenly choir, Who chant Thy praise above. Still they sing, with glory crowned, Thanksgiving to Thy name; Lower if our voices sound, Our hymn is still the same; “Glory be to God on high!” So the song of angels ran, And our voices still reply, “Good-will on earth to man!” Languages: English

Hallelujah, For the Lord Reigneth

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #498 (1866) First Line: Hallelujah! best and sweetest Lyrics: Hallelujah! best and sweetest Of the hymns of praise above; Hallelujah! thou repeatest, Angel-host, these notes of love; This ye utter, While your golden harps ye move. Hallelujah! strains of gladness Comfort not the faint and worn; Hallelujah! sounds of sadness Best become the heart forlorn: Our offences We with bitter tears must mourn. But our earnest supplication, Holy God! we raise to Thee; Visit us with Thy salvation, Make us all Thy peace to see! Hallelujah! Ours at length this strain shall be. Languages: English

Praise the Lord!

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #499 (1866) First Line: All ye nations, praise the Lord Lyrics: All ye nations, praise the Lord; All ye lands, your voices raise; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord, forever praise. For His truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of His right hand, Like His own eternity. Praise Him, ye who know His love; Praise Him, from the depths beneath; Praise Him in the heights above; Praise your Maker, all that breathe! Languages: English

Closing Hymn

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #500 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: O Thou great Spirit! who along Lyrics: O Thou great Spirit! who along The waters first did move, And straight, from warring chaos sprung Light, harmony and love; Upon our waiting spirits brood, Bid all their discord cease, And breathe upon the troubled soul Thy last, best gift of peace! Languages: English