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Almighty God! I call to Thee

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #511 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Almighty God! I call to Thee, By sore temptation shaken; Incline Thy gracious ear to me, And leave me not forsaken; For who that feels the power within Of past remorse and present sin, Can stand, O Lord, before Thee. 2 On Thee alone my stay I place, All human help rejecting; Relying on Thy sovereign grace, Thy sovereign and expecting, I rest upon Thy sacred word, That Thou'lt repel him not, O Lord, Who to Thy mercy fleeth. 3 And though I travail all the night, And travail all the morrow, My trust is in Jehovah's might, My triumph in my sorrow; Forgetting not that Thou of old Didst Israel, though weak, uphold; When weakest then most loving! 4 What though my sinfulness be great, Redeeming love is greater; What though all hell should lie in wait, Supreme is my Creator; And He my Rock and fortress is, And when most helpless, most I'm His, My strength and my Redeemer. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #512 (1871) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on. Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene; one step enough for me. 2 I was not ever thus, nor pray'd that Thou Shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on. I loved the garish day; and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. 3 So long Thy power has blest me, sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone; And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

O where shall rest be found

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #513 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh; 'Tis not the whole of life to live; Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years; And all that life is love. 4 There is a death, whose pang Ontlasts the fleeting breath; O what eternal horrors hang Around the second death! 5 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun, Lest we be driven from Thy face, For evermore undone. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

Art thou weary, art thou languid

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #514 (1871) Meter: 8.5.8.3 Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distress'd? “Come to Me,” saith One, “and coming, Be at rest!” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? “In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.” 3 Is there diadem, as Monarch, That His brow adorns? 6 “Yea, a crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labour, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? “Sorrow vanquish'd, labour ended, Jordan pass'd” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth, and not till Heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? “Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,, Answer, Yes.” Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

Thou hidden love of God, Whose height

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #515 (1871) Lyrics: 1 Thou hidden love of God, Whose height, Whose depth unfathom'd, no man knows: I see from far Thy beauteous light, Inly I sigh for Thy repose: My heart is pain'd, nor can it be At rest till it finds rest in Thee. 2 Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with Thee my heart to share? Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone, The Lord of every motion there. Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it has found repose in Thee. 3 O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live; My vile affections crucify, Nor let one darling lust survive; In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee. 4 Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say "I am thy Love, thy God, thy All." To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice! Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

The Lord,our God is clothed with might

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #516 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 The Lord our God is clothed with might, The winds obey His will; He speaks, and, in His heavenly height, The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts His awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night, your force combine; Without His high behest, Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies; He yokes the whirlwind to His ear, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait His nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate your God. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

O thou to whom all creatures bow

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #517 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 O Thou to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame; Through all the world how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name! 2 In heaven Thy wondrous acts are sung, Nor fully reckon'd there; And yet Thou mak'st the infant tongue Thy boundless praise declare. 3 When heaven, thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wondering sight; The moon, that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light; 4 O what is man, that, Lord, Thou lov'st To keep him in Thy mind? Or what his offspring, that Thou prov'st To them so wondrous kind? 5 O Thou to Whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art Thou! How glorious is Thy Name! Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

My hope my steadfast trust

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #518 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My hope, my steadfast trust, I on Thy help repose; That Thou, my God, art good and just, My soul with comfort knows. 2 Whate'er events betide, Thy wisdom times them all; Then, Lord, thy servant safely hide From those that seek his fall. 3 The brightness of Thy face To me, O Lord, disclose; And as Thy mercies still increase, Preserve me from my foes. 4 How great Thy mercies are To such as fear Thy name, Which Thou, for those that trust Thy care, Dost to the world proclaim! 5 O all ye saints, the Lord With eager love pursue; Who to the just will help afford, And give the proud their due. 6 Ye that on God rely, Courageously proceed; For He will still your hearts supply With strength in time of need. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

O worship the King

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #519 (1871) Lyrics: 1 O Worship the King, All glorious above, O gratefully sing His power and His love; Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of days, Pavilion'd in splendour, And girded with praise. 2 O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space. His chariots of wrath Deep thunder-clouds form, And dark is His path On the wings of the storm. 3 The earth, with its store, Of wonders untold, Almighty, Thy power Hath founded of old-- Hath stablished it fast By a changeless decree, And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite? It breathes in the air; It shines in the light; It streams from the hills; It descends to the plain; And sweetly distils On the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, In Thee do we trust, Nor find Thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender, How firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend! 6 O measureless might! Ineffable love! While angels delight To hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, Though feeble their lays, With true adoration Shall lisp to Thy praise. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

Far from my heavenly home

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #520 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting I cry, Blest Spirit, come, And speed me to my rest. 2 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee: My heart, O Sion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 3 To thee, to thee I press, A dark and toilsome road: When shall I pass the wilderness, And reach the saints' abode? 4 God of my life, be near; On Thee my hopes I cast: O guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English