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Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Appears in 512 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die:
O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin
O'er captive death and conquered sin.
2 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
The last and fiercest strive is nigh;
The Father on His sapphire throne
Awaits His own anointed Son.
3 Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die;
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain;
Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign.
Amen. Used With Tune: BRESLAU
Ride on! ride on in majesty!
Bless Thou the Gifts
Author: Samuel Longfellow, 1819-1892 Appears in 58 hymnals First Line: Bless thou the gifts our hands have brought Topics: Offertory Used With Tune: BRESLAU
Bless Thou the Gifts
O Christ, the true and only Light
Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Saint's Days Conversion of St. Paul Used With Tune: BRESLAU
O Christ, the true and only Light
He sat to watch o'er customs paid
Author: William Bright, 1824-1901 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1. He sat to watch o'er customs paid,
a man of scorned and hardening trade,
alike the symbol and the tool
of foreign master's hated rule.
2. But grace within his heart had stirred,
there needed but the timely word;
it came, true Lord of souls, from thee,
that royal summons, "Follow me."
3. Enough, when thou wast passing by,
to hear thy voice, to meet thine eye;
he rose, responsive to the call,
and left his task, his gains, his all.
4. O wise exchange! with these to part,
and lay up treasures in the heart;
let them of Matthew's wealth partake,
who yield up all for Jesus' sake.
Topics: Holy Days and Various Occasions Saint Matthew (Septmber 21) Used With Tune: BRESLAU
He sat to watch o'er customs paid
The Lord Appears To Earth Again
Author: Unknown; Arthur T. Russell Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: The Lord again to earth appears Lyrics: 1 The Lord again to earth appears,
Our comforter in all our tears;
Who lately on the shameful tree
Died, wretched man from wrath to free.
2 The holy women spices brought,
And with the dawn their Savior sought;
To them the blessèd angels say:
"Fear not, the Lord is risen today."
3 "Bid His disciples weep no more:
This day doth Christ to them restore."
Lord, ours this paschal joy shall be;
Thanks to the blessèd Trinity. Used With Tune: BRESLAU Text Sources: Psalms and Hymns (Cambridge, England: John Deighton, 1851)
The Lord Appears To Earth Again
Lord, Help Us Ever to Retain
Author: Ludwig Helmbold; Matthias Loy Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 7 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Lord, help us ever to retain
The catechism’s doctrine plain
As Luther taught the word of truth
In simple style to tender youth.
2. Help us Thy holy law to learn,
To mourn our sin, and from it turn
In faith to Thee and to Thy Son
And Holy Spirit, Three in One.
3. Hear us, dear Father, when we pray
For needed help from day to day
That as Thy children we may live,
Whom Thou in baptism did receive.
4. Lord, when we fall and sin doth stain,
Absolve and lift us up again;
And thro’ the sacrament increase
Our faith till we depart in peace. Used With Tune: HERR JESU CHRIST, MEIN'S
Lord, Help Us Ever to Retain
O Love Divine! that stooped to share
Author: Dr. O. W. Holmes, 1809-1894 Appears in 277 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O Love Divine! that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear,
On Thee we cast each earth-born care,
We smile at pain while Thou art near.
2 Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread,
Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near.
3 When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us Thou art near.
4 On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love Divine, for ever dear;
Content to suffer while we know,
Living or dying, Thou art near! Topics: God Love of; The Christian Life Comfort and Sympathy; Love Divine; Love Of God Used With Tune: BRESLAU
O Love Divine! that stooped to share
Thy Soul, O Jesus, Hallow Me
Author: M. Loy; Johann Scheffler Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 16 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy soul, O Jesus, hallow me,
Thy Spirit steep me all in Thee;
Thy body, pierced by ruthless steel,
My wretched soul and body heal.
2 The water from Thy side that poured
For me a cleansing bath afford,
And all Thy blood, with life divine,
Revive these sluggish pow'rs of mine.
3 The bloody sweat upon Thy face
Deliver me from death's embrace,
And all Thy passion, cross and pain,
With strength my feebleness sustain. A-men.
4 O Christ! turn not away from me,
Accept and hide me quite in Thee,
Within Thy holy wounds enclose
And keep me safe when foes oppose.
5 In death's dark hour with me abide,
And place me, Savior, at Thy side,
With all Thy blessed saints on high
To sing Thy praise, and never die.
Topics: The Church Year Passion Used With Tune: BRESLAU
Thy Soul, O Jesus, Hallow Me
Murder Of The Innocents
Author: Thomas B. Murray Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: The songs of praise were scarcely done Lyrics: 1 The songs of praise were scarcely done,
Which magnified the Father’s love
In sending forth His only Son,
A perfect offering from above;
2 When He, the Lamb, unblemished, bright,
Snatched from the tyrant’s hands in time,
Amidst the silence of the night,
Sought refuge in a foreign clime.
3 For murder’s threatening shadow fell
On Bethl’hem, and the coasts around;
And scenes too sad for tongue to tell,
Were acted on that holy ground.
4 A voice was heard of those that mourn,
A piteous plaint, a clamor wild;
The infant from its mother torn,
The mother wailing for her child.
5 ’Twas heard in Ramah long before,
When Rachel, bending o’er the dead,
Bemoaned her children now no more,
Refusing to be comforted.
6 O dark and lamentable day,
That saw fulfilled the prophet’s word,
The lamb-like victims dragged away,
And slaughtered by the tyrant’s sword.
7 Yet they were blest; that shining band
First in the martyrs’ army stood;
Fair spring flowers, nipped by Herod’s hand,
Torn from the stem, baptized in blood.
8 Then, mothers, cease your mourning tones;
Resign in faith what God hath giv’n;
And count your parted little ones
His jewels treasured up in Heav’n. Used With Tune: BRESLAU Text Sources: Lays of Christmas (London: Francis & John Rivington, 1847)
Murder Of The Innocents
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