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Moment By Moment
Author: F. E. B. Hymnal: Christ in Song #497 (1908) Topics: Living His Life Trusting First Line: Moment by moment, hour by hour Refrain First Line: Moment by moment, Helper is He Lyrics: 1 Moment by moment, hour by hour,
Constantly trusting His keeping pow'r;
Day by day and week by week,
Only His praise my tongue shall speak.
Refrain:
Moment by moment, Helper is He,
Moment by monument dwelling in me;
Gently subduing powers of sin,
Wonderful Saviour is Christ within.
2 Why for the body anxious thot'?
Knowing He careth, sweet is my lot;
Mine is the asking, His the store,
Moment by moment, o'er and o'er. [Refrain]
3 Why should the spirit doubting weep?
What I've committed, surely He'll keep;
Mine is the trusting, His the pow'r,
Moment by moment, hour by hour. [Refrain]
4 Why for the resting sing or sigh,
Selfishly seeking mansions on high?
Earth needeth more of holy love,
Than all the universe above. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Moment by moment, hour by hour]
Moment By Moment
Fight the Good Fight
Author: John Samuel Bewley Monsell Hymnal: Glory to God #846 (2013) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Trusting in the Promises of God First Line: Fight the good fight with all thy might Lyrics: 1 Fight the good fight with all thy might.
Christ is thy strength and Christ thy right.
Lay hold on life, and it shall be
thy joy and crown eternally.
2 Run the straight race through God's good grace;
lift up thine eyes, and seek Christ's face.
Life with its way before us lies;
Christ is the path, and Christ the prize.
3 Cast care aside; lean on thy guide.
God's boundless mercy will provide.
Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove
Christ is its life, and Christ its love.
4 Faint not nor fear: God's arms are near.
God changeth not, and thou art dear.
Only believe, and thou shalt see
that Christ is all in all to thee. Scripture: Psalm 25:15 Languages: English Tune Title: DUKE STREET
Fight the Good Fight
Away, my unbelieving fear
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXIII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear,
Fear shall in me no more have place;
My Saviour doth not yet appear,
He hides the brightness of his face:
But shall I therefore let him go,
And basely to the tempter yield?
No, in the strength of Jesus, no,
I never will give up the shield.
2 Although the vine its fruits deny,
Although the olive yield no oil,
The with'ring fig-tree droop and die,
The field elude the tiller's toil;
The empty stall no herd afford,
And perish all the bleating race,
Yet I will triumph in the Lord,
The God of my salvation praise.
3 Barren although my soul remain,
And no one bud of grace appear,
No fruit of all my toil and pain,
But sin, and only sin is here;
Although my gifts and comforts lost
My blooming hopes cut off I see,
Yet will I win my Saviour trust,
And glory that he dy'd for me.
4 In hope believing against hope,
Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim,
Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up,
Salvation is in Jesu's name:
To me he soon shall bring it nigh,
My soul shall then out-strip the wind,
On wings of love mount up on high,
And leave the world and sin behind. Languages: English
Away, my unbelieving fear
Commit thou all thy griefs
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXVII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Commit thou all thy griefs
And ways into his hands,
To his sure trust and tender care,
Who earth and heav'n commands;
Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey,
He shall direct thy wand'ring feet,
He shall prepare thy way.
2 Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe shalt thou go on;
Fix on his work thy stedfast eye,
So shall thy work be done:
No profit canst thou gain
By self-consuming care,
To Him commend thy cause, his ear
Attends the softest pray'r.
3 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sells all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove;
And whatse'er thou will'st
Thou dost, O King of kings;
What thine unerring wisdom chose,
Thy pow'r to being brings.
4 Thou ev'ry where hast way,
And all things servet thy might,
Thy ev'ry act pure blessing is,
Thy path unsully'd light:
When thou arisest, Lord,
What shall thy work withstand?
When all thy children want, thou giv'st,
Who, who shall stay thine hand? Languages: English
Commit thou all thy griefs
God moves in a mysterious way
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flow'r.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain:
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain. Languages: English
God moves in a mysterious way
How gentle God's commands
Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #C (1789) Topics: Confidence and Resignation Trusting in him who careth for us Lyrics: 1 How gentle God’s commands!
How kind His precepts are!
"Come, cast your burdens on the Lord,
And trust his constant care."
2 His providence supports,
Let saints securely dwell;
The hand, which bears all nature up
Shall guide his children well.
3 Then let no anxious load
Press down your weary mind;
Haste to your heav'nly Father’s throne,
And sweet refreshment find.
4 His goodness stands appov'd
Down to the present day;
Then drop your burden at his feet,
And bear a song away. Languages: English
How gentle God's commands
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXVII (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear,
Thy great provider still is near;
Who fed thee last, will feed thee still,
Be calm and sink into his will.
2 The Lord who built the earth and sky,
In mercy stoops to hear thy cry;
His promise all may freely claim,
"Ask and receive in Jesu's name."
3 His stores are open all and free
To such as truly upright be;
Water and bread he'll give for food
With all things else which he sees good.
4 Your sacred hairs which are so small,
By God himself are numbered all:
This truth he's publish'd all abroad,
That men may learn to trust the Lord.
5 The ravens daily he doth feed,
And sends them food as they have need,
Altho' they nothing have in store,
Yet as they lack he gives them more.
6 Then do not seek, with anxious care,
What ye shall eat, or drink, or wear:
Your heav'nly Father will you feed,
He knows that all these things you need.
7 Without reserve, give Christ your heart;
Let him his righteousness impart;
Then all things else he'll freely give,
With him you all things shall receive.
8 Thus shall the soul be truly blest,
That seeks in God his only rest,
May I that happy person be,
In time, and in eternity! Languages: English
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CLXXV (1791) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Soldiers of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal son:
Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.
2 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'd,
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:
That having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o'ercome thro' Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.
3 Stand then against your foes,
In close and firm array,
Legions of wily fiends oppose
Throughout the evil day;
But meet the sons of night,
But mock their vain design,
Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light,
Of righteousness divine.
4 Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul;
Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace,
And fortify the whole;
Indissolubly join'd,
To battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind
That was in Christ your head. Languages: English
Soldiers of Christ, arise
Commit thou all thy griefs
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXVII (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: Part the First.
1 Commit thou all thy griefs
And ways into his hands,
To his sure trust and tender care,
Who earth and heav'n commands;
Who points the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey,
He shall direct thy wand'ring feet,
He shall prepare thy way.
2 Thou on the Lord rely,
So safe shalt thou go on;
Fix on his work thy stedfast eye,
So shall thy work be done:
No profit canst thou gain
By self-consuming care,
To Him commend thy cause, his ear
Attends the softest pray'r.
3 Thine everlasting truth,
Father, thy ceaseless love,
Sells all thy children's wants, and knows
What best for each will prove;
And whatse'er thou will'st
Thou dost, O King of kings;
What thine unerring wisdom chose,
Thy pow'r to being brings.
4 Thou ev'ry where hast way,
And all things servet thy might,
Thy ev'ry act pure blessing is,
Thy path unsully'd light:
When thou arisest, Lord,
What shall thy work withstand?
When all thy children want, thou giv'st,
Who, who shall stay thine hand?
Languages: English
Commit thou all thy griefs
God moves in a mysterious way
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CLXXII (1788) Topics: Trusting in Providence Lyrics: 1 God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain:
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
Languages: English
God moves in a mysterious way
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