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From Every Storny Wind that Blows

Author: Hugh Stowell Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #95 (1980) Topics: Meditation; Meditation First Line: From every stormy wind that blows Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat: 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed: Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suff'ring saints no mercy-seat. 5 Ah! there, there on eagle wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more: And heav'n comes down our souls to greet, While glory crowns the mercy seat. Amen. Scripture: Exodus 25:22 Languages: English Tune Title: [From every stormy wind that blows]

From Every Stormy Wind

Author: Hugh Stowell Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #104 (1967) Topics: Meditation; Meditation First Line: From ev'ry stormy wind that blows Lyrics: 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat: 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet; It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Tho' sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy seat. 4 There, there on eagles' wings we soar, And sin and sense molest no more. And heav'n comes down our souls to greet, When glory crowns the mercy seat. Languages: English Tune Title: [From ev'ry stormy wind that blows]

Sweet Hour of Prayer

Author: William W. Walford Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #110 (1967) Topics: Meditation; Meditation First Line: Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Lyrics: 1 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a world of care, And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known; In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 2 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear To him, whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting the soul to bless; And since He bids me seek His face, Believe His Word, and trust His grace, I'll cast on Him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. 3 Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! May I thy consolation share, Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, I view my home, and take my flight: This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise To seize the everlasting prize; And shout, while passing thro' the air, Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer! Languages: English Tune Title: [Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!]

Jesus, Lover of My Soul

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #152 (1967) Topics: Meditation; Meditation Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Savior, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenseless head With the shadow of Thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in Thee I find; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is Thy name, I am all unrighteousness; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound; Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee; Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, Lover of my soul]

Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Edward Caswall Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #163 (1980) Topics: Meditation; Meditation Lyrics: 1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. 2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mind recall A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, O Savior of mankind! 3 O Hope of every contrite heart, O Joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art! How good to those who seek! 4 But what to those who find? Ah! this Nor tongue nor pen can show, The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones know. Amen. Scripture: Psalm 51:17 Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesus, the very thought of Thee]

Sacred Stillness

Author: B. E. W. Hymnal: Truth in Song #165 (1907) Topics: Meditation First Line: In the twilight's sacred stillness Lyrics: 1 In the twilight’s sacred stillness, Where our kindred spirits blend, We with glad anticipation Wait that life which hath no end. Here we sit in meditation Of God’s awful words to man— “Dust thou art, to dust returnest”— This the order of his plan. 2 All this life is but a shadow, Only earthly things we see; Rippling stream and verdant meadow Waken tho’ts of praise in me. Thus the earth is robed in beauty, Sparkling jewels she doth wear; But the Lord’s transcendent glory We shall see when over there. 3 Blessed tho’t, ‘tis so transporting— As we lay these bodies down, We shall rise on wings immortal And receive a golden crown.— Free indeed thro’ his salvation, Free from trouble, grief and pain, Free at last from all temptation, Free, with Christ fore’er to reign. Languages: English Tune Title: [In the twilight's sacred stillness]

Savior, More Than Life to Me

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #176 (1967) Topics: Meditation; Meditation Refrain First Line: Ev'ry day, ev'ry hour, let me feel Thy cleansing pow'r Lyrics: 1 Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging, clinging, close to Thee; Let Thy precious blood applied, Keep me ever, ever near Thy side. Refrain: Ev'ry day, ev'ry hour, Let me feel Thy cleansing pow’r; Let Thy precious blood applied, Keep me ever, ever near Thy side. 2 Thro' this changing world below, Lead me gently, gently as I go; Trusting Thee, I cannot stray, I can never, never lose my way. (Refrain) 3 Let me love Thee more and more, Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o’er; Till my soul is lost in love, In a brighter, brighter world above. (Refrain) Languages: English Tune Title: [Savior, more than life to me]

When quiet in my house I sit

Author: C. Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book #187 (1917) Topics: Meditation; Meditation Lyrics: 1 When quiet in my house I sit, Thy book be my companion still; My joy Thy sayings to repeat, Talk o'er the records of Thy will, And search the oracles divine, Till every heart-felt word be mine. 2 O may the gracious words divine Subject of all my converse be! So will the Lord His follower join, And walk and talk Himself with me; So shall my heart His presence prove, And burn with everlasting love. 3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, O may the reconciling word Sweetly compose my weary breast! While, on the bosom of my Lord, I sink in blissful dreams away, And visions of eternal day. 4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise, Thee may I publish all day long; And let Thy precious word of grace Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue; Fill all my life with purest love, And join me to the church above. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPANION

O Lord, How Manifold the Works

Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #220 (1934) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Meditation Lyrics: 1 O Lord, how manifold the works In wisdom wrought by Thee; The wealth of Thy creation fills The earth and mighty sea. 2 Let God rejoice in all His works, And let His works proclaim Forevermore their Maker's praise And glorify His Name. 3 While life shall last, my thankful lips A song to God will raise, My soul, rejoicing in the Lord, His praises shall repeat. 4 My heart shall think upon His grace In meditation sweet; My soul, rejoicing in the Lord, His praises shall repeat. Scripture: Psalm 104 Languages: English Tune Title: MOLINE

More Love to Thee

Author: Elizabeth P. Prentiss Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #247 (1980) Topics: Meditation; Meditation First Line: More love to Thee, O Christ Lyrics: 1 More love to Thee, O Christ, More love to Thee! Hear Thou the prayer I make On bended knee: This is my earnest plea: More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee, More love to Thee! 2 Once earthly joy I craved, Sought peace and rest; Now Thee alone I seek, Give what is best; This all my prayer shall be: More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee, More love to Thee! 3 Let sorrow do its work, Send grief and pain; Sweet are Thy messengers, Sweet their refrain, When they can sing with me: More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee, More love to Thee! 4 Then shall my latest breath Whisper Thy praise; This be the parting cry My heart shall raise; This still its prayer shall be: More love, O Christ, to Thee, More love to Thee, More love to Thee! Amen. Scripture: Philippians 1:9 Languages: English Tune Title: [More love to Thee, O Christ]