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When our heads are bowed with woe

Author: H.H. Milman Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #464 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow; When we mourn the lost, the dear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 2 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, Thou hast shed the human tear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 3 When the solemn death-bell tolls For our own departing souls, When our final doom is near, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 4 Thou hast bowed the dying head, Thou the blood of life hast shed, Thou hast filled a mortal bier; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 5 When the heart is sad within With the thought of all its sin, When the spirit shrinks with fear, Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! 6 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known, Though the sins were not Thine own; Thou hast deigned their load to bear; Jesus, Son of Mary, hear! Tune Title: [When our heads are bowed with woe]

Long hast thou wept and sorrowed

Author: Meta Heusser-Schweitzer Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #465 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6 Topics: The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Long hast thou wept and sorrowed, Poor mourner, dry thy tears; Behold, with light and comfort, The Lord Himself appears. 2 All other hope must perish, All earthly props decay; Then let the seed be buried, The husk be blown away. 3 Yet think not god has granted But to recall again,-- His gifts of love and goodness Shall ever thine remain. 4 The seed, before it flourish, Must low in darkness lie; And love, to live for ever, Must for a season die. 5 But those like thee, bereavéd Within earth's darkened home, Are rich in many a promise And pledge, of joys to come. 6 "Trust in my mercy ever, My people!" saith the Lord; Hold fast in deepest sorrow, That soul-sustaining word. 7 The harvest day is hasting-- The rest from toil and pain, When those who sleep in Jesus Shall come with Him again. 8 And, more than all the treasures That morning shall restore, Himself, Himself shall meet thee, Thy portion evermore! 9 Then rest, sad heart, in patience, With this petition still, "Lord, all these vacant places With Thine own fullness fill!" Tune Title: [Long hast thou wept and sorrowed]

Affliction is a stormy deep

Author: Nathaniel Cotton Hymnal: Church Book #479 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Affliction is a stormy deep, Where wave resounds to wave; Though o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. 2 The hand that now withholds my joys Can reinstate my peace: And He who bade the tempest roar, Can bid that tempest cease. 3 In the dark watches of the night, I'll count His mercies o'er; I'll praise Him for ten thousand past, And humbly sue for more. 4 When darkness and when sorrows rose And pressed on every side, The Lord has still sustained my steps, And still has been my Guide. 5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes, Nor murmur at His rod; He's more than all the world to me, My Health, my Life, my God! Scripture: Psalm 42 Languages: English Tune Title: DOMINE CLAMAVI

God of my life, to Thee I call!

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: Church Book #480 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 God of my life, to Thee I call! Afflicted at Thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail! 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint! Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? 3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner's plea? Does not the word still fixed remain, That none shall seek Thy face in vain? 4 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer-hearing, answering God Supports me under every load. 5 Fair is the lot that's cast for me; I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast. 6 Poor though I be, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. Languages: English Tune Title: ANGELUS

Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Church Book #481 (1890) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise; On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal; Thy word can bring a sweet relief, For every pain I feel. 3 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer: O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there! Languages: English Tune Title: LONDON NEW

O hear me, Lord, for I am poor

Author: John Mason Hymnal: Church Book #482 (1890) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 O hear me, Lord, for I am poor, And seek salvation at Thy door; Bow down Thy gentle ear to me, Who am opprest with misery. 2 Let mercy come from God on high, The object of my daily cry; I daily knock, I daily wait, For mercy's alms, at mercy's gate. 3 Thou, Lord, art good, and Thou dost stand With sealéd pardons in Thy hand; O how the dews of mercy fall, And answer at Thy people's call! 4 Lord, guide me in Thy secret way; With such a Guide I shall not stray: Bring me into a heavenly frame, Unite my heart to fear Thy Name. 5 O King of Nations, Lord of all, Before Thee shall all nations fall; And every language shall confess Thy glorious everlastingness! Scripture: Psalm 86 Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CATHERINE

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish

Author: Thomas Moore Hymnal: Church Book #483a (1890) Meter: 11.10 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come, you disconsolate, where'er yelanguish; Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;-- Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. Languages: English Tune Title: WEBBE

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish

Author: Thomas Moore Hymnal: Church Book #483b (1890) Meter: 11.10 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 Come, you disconsolate, where'er yelanguish; Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;-- Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure! Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 3 Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above; Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. Languages: English Tune Title: THORNE

When I can trust my all with God

Author: Josiah Conder Hymnal: Church Book #484 (1890) Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 When I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, Bow, all resigned, beneath His rod, And bless His sparing power, A joy springs up amid distress, A fountain in the wilderness. 2 O, to be brought to Jesus' feet, Though sorrows fix me there, Is still a privilege; and sweet The energies of prayer, Though sighs and tears its language be, If Christ be nigh, and smile on me. 3 Then blesséd be the Hand that gave, Still blesséd when it takes: Blesséd be He who smites to save, Who heals the heart He breaks: Perfect and true are all His ways, Whom heaven adores and death obeys. Languages: English Tune Title: DU FRIEDEFÜRST, HERR JESU CHRIST

In weariness and pain

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: Church Book #485 (1890) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity Lyrics: 1 In weariness and pain, By sins and fears opprest, I turn me to my Rest again, My soul's eternal Rest: 2 The Lamb that died for me, And still my load doth bear; To Jesus' streaming wounds I flee, And find my quiet there. 3 Jesus, was ever grief, Was ever love like Thine? Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief, Thy life hath ransomed mine. 4 O may I rise with Thee, And soar to things above, And spend a blest eternity In praise of dying Love. Languages: English Tune Title: DENNIS