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Commit thy Ways and Goings

Hymnal: Psalmodia Germanica #63 (1732) Lyrics: I. Commit thy Ways and Goings, And All that grieves thy Soul, To him, whose wisest Doings Rule all without Controul: He makes the Times and Seasons Revolve from Year to Year, And knows Ways, Means, and Reasons, When Help shall best appear. II. Unto the Lord turn wholly, For he will never fail To rescue thee from Folly, If thou dost but bewail Thy stiff-neck'd Self-Reliance; Shake off that Yoke of Hell, Which ever bids Defiance To him that governs well. III. Trust also in him ever, Without reluctant Will: His Promises will never Once come behind thy Zeal. His Goodness knows no Measure, His Love and Care no End, For such as wait with Pleasure Till he Salvation send. IV. And he shall surely lighten The Sorrows on thy heart, And with his Glory brighten Thy darken'd inward Part. When Thou his great Salvation With wond'ring Eyes shalt see, Thou'lt say, without Cessation, He loves and cares for Thee. V. Bring to to pass, O Blessed Above what Words can tell: And see us all released From Sin and Death and Hell. Direct us, O most Holy, In the blest heav'nly Way, That leads through this dark Valley To everlasting Day. Topics: Divine Providence Languages: English Tune Title: [Commit they Ways and Goings]

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1951) First Line: O sacred Head now wounded Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown; O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss till now was Thine! Yet, tho' despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain. Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve Thy place. Look on me with Thy favor; Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me Thine forever; And, should i fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee. 4 Be near me when I'm dying; Oh, show thy cross to me; And, for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free. These eyes new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move; For he who dies believing Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Topics: Atonement Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1978) First Line: O sacred Head now wounded Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown; O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss till now was Thine! Yet, tho' despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain. Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve Thy place. Look on me with Thy favor; Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me Thine forever; And, should i fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee. 4 Be near me when I'm dying; Oh, show thy cross to me; And, for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free. These eyes new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move; For he who dies believing Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]