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Jesu, Name Of Sweetest Thought

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th century; Alfred Edersheim, 1825-1889 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jesu, name of sweetest thought, Name with every blessing fraught— But beyond all blessings here, Is Thy presence, Jesu, dear. 2 O Thou richest song of all, Sweetest sound that e’er can fall, Charmèd thought forever nigh— Jesu, Son of God, on high! 3 Hope of contrite hearts and meek, Jesu, near to them that seek— If to those who ask so kind, Lord, what is it Thee to find! 4 Jesu, joy of hearts, most bright, Spring of truth and inward light, Sweetest joy of Heaven above, Far exceeding human love. 5 Human speech it cannot say, Pen it cannot e’er portray, He who loves alone can sing What it means to Him to cling! 6 Shut thy door, my weary heart, Seek at night the better part— Day or night, where’er I be, Seeks my love Thy face to see. 7 Magdalene, in morning gray, Goes to see where Jesus lay— Longs my heart for vision bright, Longs my heart for better sight. 8 Fills my voice the empty tomb, Jesus is not in its gloom— Let me at His feet be cast, Holds my love the Risen fast. 9 Jesu, wondrous king art Thou! Victor-laurels deck Thy brow; Thou art altogether fair, Bliss in Thee beyond compare. 10 With us stay, Redeemer dear, On us shed Thy brightness here; Chase the darkness of the night, Fill the world with sweetest light! 11 For Thy blessèd presence, Lord, Gives the knowledge of Thy word; Fetters of the earth it breaks, Ardent love within awakes. 12 Love of Jesus, oh, how meet! Love of Jesus, oh, how sweet! Thousand times more glorious far, Than our highest praises are. 13 This Thy bitter passion shows, And the precious blood that flows— Gracious pardon now is sealed, And the Father’s face revealed. 14 Jesus, then, let all adore, Now let all His grace implore; Seek in Him to have your part— Seeking, love shall fill your heart. 15 Thus we feebly own the love Richly pourèd from above; Own, in grace, His precious grace, Haste to see His blessèd face. 16 Jesu, spring of pity high, Jesu, hope of every joy, Source of grace and glory bright, Thou of hearts the true delight! 17 Who may fully sing Thy praise? Faltering voices here we raise— Dare we, filled with joyous love, Mingle songs with saints above? 18 Oh, then, let me taste and see, Lord, Thy gracious love to me— Jesus, by Thy presence dear, Let me feel Thy glory here! 19 Jesu, Thy dilection, Sweetest heart’s reflection, Never satiates, ever fills, Longing meets but never stills. 20 They who eat will hunger more, Thirst anew who drank before— Oh, the longing luxury Of the heart that pants for Thee! 21 Wouldst the joy of Jesus know? Must thy heart in love o’erflow— Satisfied in Him, and blest, Finds the soul eternal rest. 22 Jesus, praise of angels high, Song of sweetest melody, Honey from the rock Thou art, Heavenly nectar in the heart. 23 Thousand times I long for Thee, Come, O Jesus, come to me; Gladden, Lord, my heart in grace, Satisfy me with Thy face! 24 Ever-flowing stream of love, Ever wafting hearts above— Love that sweetest fruit will bear, Fruit of life eternal there. 25 O Thou depth of love untold, Joy that e’er the heart doth hold, Sovereign mercy unsurpassed, Let Thy kindness hold me fast. 26 Yes, to love, it is most blest— Lord, Thyself my sole request; Let all vanish then and flee, Let me live, from hence, in Thee! 27 Thou art my eternal part, Hope of every praying heart— Inmost longing of the meek, Tears of penitence Thee seek! 28 Though I wander far and wide, Will I seek Thee by my side; Oh what joy to find Thee near! Oh what bliss to hold Thee here! 29 Fills the heart delight untold, Heavenly fellowship I hold; Could such joys forever last, All too quickly they are past! 30 What so long I asked, I see What I sought I have in Thee; And, while joying in Thy love, Long the more for Thee above. 31 Love which from Thy loving flows, Neither change nor end it knows, Fails not, loses not its glow, Evermore must brighter grow. 32 Love that fresh desire awakes, Meeting it most blessèd makes; Love, delighting, knows aright, Knowing, tastes of fresh delight. 33 Love which heavenly love imparts, Love which dwells in inmost hearts, Love which lightens up the mind, Pleasure true alone can find. 34 Oh what sweet and holy fire, Oh what ardent, blest desire, Oh what rich reflection, Loving Thee, eternal Son! 35 Blossom of the virgin womb, Heavenly light in earthly gloom; Humbled once, to glory raised, And in songs eternal praised! 36 Come, oh come, most glorious King, Thou, whose praises angels sing; Ever longs our soul for Thee, Help us clearer now to see! 37 Brighter than the sunlight calm, Fragrant more than sweetest balm; Better Thou, more precious, dear, Than our broken pleasures here. 38 Every sense and taste is filled, Every yearning, Lord, is stilled Thou alone canst be the part, Jesu, of each loving heart. 39 Thou, heart’s delectation, Thou, love’s consummation, Thou, best consolation, Jesu, our salvation! 40 Thou hast conquered, glorious, And returned victorious; Yet though now enthroned on high, Ever Thou to us art nigh! 41 Art Thou risen, and reign’st above? I am bound to Thee in love; Never art Thou far from me— Gracious Lord, I follow Thee! 42 Heavenly denizens draw nigh, Lift the jeweled gates on high, And to Christ triumphant sing: Jesus, hail! of glory King! 43 King of glory, King of might, King of victory most bright; Blessèd Jesu, full of grace, Image of the Father’s face— 44 Thou, the Truth, the Life, the Way— Thou, the Sun of endless day, Chase our sorrow’s darksome night, Pouring down Thy glorious light! 45 Praise the Lord, thou heavenly choir, Answer, thou seraphic lyre, While a joyous, ransomed earth Sings the story of her birth. 46 Reign, O Lord! in peace most blest— Reign in sweet, unbroken rest; Ah! how longs each weary heart There to have its joyous part. 47 To the Father gone art Thou, Entered Heaven’s glory now; And my heart is gone from me, Bound, O Christ, in love to Thee! 48 Lord, we follow with our praise— Vows, and prayers, and hymns we raise; Grant, O Christ, eternally There to dwell in light with Thee! 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Blessed Jesus, Hear My Prayer

Author: Jonathan B. Atchinson Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Blessed Jesus, hear my prayer Upon Thee I cast my care; Lift the bondage from me now, While to Thee I humbly bow. Savior, now my sins forgive, Bid me come to Thee and live; Let Thy blood cleanse every stain, Take my heart and make it clean. 2 Teach me how to trust Thee, Lord, Teach me how to keep Thy Word; Teach me how to watch and pray, How to serve Thee every day. Blessèd Jesus, Thou art mine, Pure and holy, just, divine; Only Thee will I adore, Praise Thee now and evermore. Used With Tune: WICHITA Text Sources: Heart and Voice by William F. Sherwin (Cincinnati: John Church, 1881)

I rejoiced to hear them say

Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals
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Jesus Christ Is Risen Today

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 491 hymnals Topics: Easter Used With Tune: ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR Text Sources: Latin, 14th c.; Tr. Lyra Davidica, 1708
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Great and Fair Is She

Author: William Watson Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 21 hymnals First Line: Great and fair is she, our land Lyrics: 1. Great and fair is she, our land, High of heart and strong of hand; Dawn is on her forehead still, In her veins youth’s arrowy thrill. Hers are riches, might and fame; All the earth resounds her name; In her roadsteads navies ride: Hath she need of aught beside? 2. Power Unseen, before whose eyes Nations fall and nations rise, Grant she climb not to her goal All-forgetful of the Soul! Firm in honor be she found, Justice-armed and mercy-crowned, Blest in labor, blest in ease, Blest in noiseless charities. 3. Unenslaved by things that must Yield full soon to moth and rust, Let her hold a light on high Men unborn may travel by. Mightier still she then shall stand, Molded by Thy secret hand, Power Eternal, at whose call Nations rise and nations fall. Used With Tune: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR Text Sources: The Muse in Exile (New York: John Lane Company, 1913)
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Book Divine

Author: John Burton Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 569 hymnals First Line: Holy Bible, book divine Refrain First Line: Mine, mine, book divine Topics: Special Solos Used With Tune: BOOK DIVINE
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What Within Me And Without

Author: August H. Francke; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 within me and without, Hourly on my spirit weighs, Burdening heart and soul with doubt, Darkening all my weary days: In it I behold Thy will, God, who givest rest and peace, And my heart is calm and still, Waiting till Thou send release. 2 God! Thou art my rock of strength, And my home is in Thine arms, Thou wilt send me help at length, And I feel no wild alarms. Sin nor death can pierce the shield Thy defense has o’er me thrown, Up to Thee myself I yield, And my sorrows are Thine own. 3 Thou my shelter from the blast, Thou my strong defense art e’er; Though my sorrows thicken fast, Yet I know Thou leav’st me ne’er; When my foe puts forth his might, And would tread me in the dust, To this rock I take my flight, And I conquer him through trust. 4 When my trials tarry long, Unto Thee I look and wait, Knowing none, though keen and strong, Can my faith in Thee abate, And this faith I long have nursed, Comes alone, O God, from Thee; Thou my heart didst open first, Thou didst set this hope in me. 5 Christians! cast on Him your load, To your tower of refuge fly; Know He is the Living God, Ever to His creatures nigh. Seek His ever open door In your hours of utmost need; All your hearts before Him pour, He will send you help with speed. 6 But hast thou some darling plan, Cleaving to the things of earth? Leanest thou for aid on man? Thou wilt find him nothing worth. Rather trust the One alone Whose is endless power and love, And the help He gives His own Thou in very deed shalt prove. 7 Yea, on Thee, my God, I rest, Letting life float calmly on, For I know the last is best, When the crown of joy is won. In Thy might all things I bear, In Thy love find bitters sweet, And with all my grief and care Sit in patience at Thy feet. 8 O my soul, why art thou vexed? Let things go as e’en they will; Though to thee they seem perplexed, Yet His order they fulfill. Here He is thy strength and guard, Power to harm thee here has none; Yonder will He each reward For the works he here has done. 9 Let Thy mercy’s wings be spread O’er me, keep me close to Thee, In the peace Thy love doth shed, Let me dwell eternally; Be my All; in all I do Let me only seek Thy will, Where the heart to Thee is true, All is peaceful, calm, and still. Used With Tune: MADRID Text Sources: Tr.: Lyra Germanica, 1855 and 1856
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When this Passing World is Done

Author: Robert M. McCheyne Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 146 hymnals Topics: Gratitude; Heaven Used With Tune: MCCHEYNE
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Lord, Thy Death and Passion Give

Author: Johann Heermann; Miss C. Winkworth Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Lord, Thy death and passion give Strength and comfort in my need. Ev'ry hour while here I live, On Thy love my soul shall feed. Thou didst death for me endure, And I shun all thoughts impure; Thinking on Thy bitter pains, Hushed in prayer my heart remains. 2. Thy blest cross hath pow'r to heal All the wounds of sin and strife. Lost in Thee, my heart doth feel Sudden warmth and nobler life, In my saddest, darkest grief, Let Thy sweetness bring relief. Thou who camest but to save, Thou who fearest not the grave! 3. Lord, in Thee I place my trust, Thou art my Defense and Tow'r; Death Thou treadest in the dust, O'er my soul he hath no pow'r. That I may have part in Thee, Help and save and comfort me; Give me of Thy grace and might, Resurrection, life and light. 4. Fount of good, within me dwell, For the peace Thy presence sheds Keeps us safe in conflict fell, Stills the pain from dying beds. Hide me safe within Thine arm, Where no foe can hurt or harm; Whoso, Lord, in Thee doth rest, He hath conquered, he is blest. Topics: Choral Section Passion of Christ Used With Tune: O LIEBE MEINER LIEBE

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