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When, streaming from the eastern skies

Author: Wm. Shrubsole Hymnal: Hymnal Companion to the Prayer Book #8b (1907) Hymnal Title: Hymnal Companion to the Prayer Book Languages: English

When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies

Author: William Shrubsole Hymnal: Hymnal of the Evangelical Church. Word ed. #d846 (1900) Hymnal Title: Hymnal of the Evangelical Church. Word ed. Languages: English

When, streaming from the eastern skies

Author: William Shrubsole Jr. Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #110 (1878) Hymnal Title: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church Languages: English

The soul's Advocate

Author: William Shrubsole Jr. Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #110 (1891) Hymnal Title: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church First Line: When, streaming from the eastern skies Topics: Christ Advocate; Christ Sun of Righteousness; Death Prayer in prospect of; Morning Prayer; Prayer in time of war Scripture: Romans 14:8 Languages: English

When, streaming from the eastern skies

Hymnal: Hymnal of the Presbyterian Church #495 (1866) Hymnal Title: Hymnal of the Presbyterian Church Languages: English

When, streaming from the eastern skies

Hymnal: Hymnal #314 (1871) Hymnal Title: Hymnal 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 When, to Heaven's great and glorious King My morning sacrifice I bring, And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy in my Saviour's Naem, Then Jesus, sprinkle with Thy blood, And be my advocate with God. 3 As every day Thy mercy spares Will bring its trials and its cares, O Saviour, till my life shall end, Be Thou my counsellor and friend: Teach me Thy precepts, all divine, And be Thy great example mine. 4 When pain transfixes every part, Or languor settles at the heart; When on my bed, diseased, opprest, I turn, and sigh, and long for rest; O great Physician, see my grief, And grant Thy servant sweet relief. 5 Should poverty's consuming blow Lay all my worldly comforts low; And neither help nor hope appear My steps to guide, my heart to cheer; Lord, pity and supply my need, For Thou, on earth, wast poor indeed. 6 Should Providence profusely pour Its various blessings on my store; O keep me from the ills that wait On such a seeming prosperous state: From hurtful passions set me free, And humbly may I walk with Thee. 7 When each day's scenes and labours 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, O lead me onward to the skies. 8 And, at my life's last setting sun, My conflicts o'er, my labours done, Jesus, thine 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. Topics: Family Worship Languages: English