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Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #12 (1883) Topics: Festivals Lyrics: 1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go; Thy word into our minds instil: And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 2 The day has gone, its hours have run, And Thou hast taken count of all, The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through lifs's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 4 Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toil'd; And care is light, for Thou hast cared; Ah! never! let our works be soil'd With strife, or by deceit ensnarled. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 5 For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto Thee we call; O let Thy mercy make us glad; Thou art our Jesus, and our all. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. 6 Sweet Saviour, bless us; night is come; Through night and darkness near us be, Good angels watch about our home, And we are one day nearer Thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: STELLA

Prepare the way, O Zion!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #13 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 Prepare the way, O Zion! Ye awful deeps, rise high, Sink low, ye towering mountains, The Lord is drawing nigh: The righteous King of glory, Foretold in sacred story. Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name! 2 O Zion, He approacheth, Thy Lord and King for aye! Palm-branches strew with gladness Spread garments in His way. God's promise faileth never, Hosianna sound forever! Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name! 3 Fling wide thy portals, Zion, And hail Thy glorious King; His tidings of salvation To every people bring, Who, waiting yet in sadness Would sing His praise with gladness. Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name! 4 He cometh not with warriors, And not with pomp and show; Yet smiteth He with terror Sin, death, and every foe. The Spirit's sword He wieldeth, Not e'en to death He yieldeth, Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name. 5 Give heed, thou sinful people, Thy King and Saviour own: The kingdom which He foundeth Is not an earthly one; No power can overthrow it, Nor earthly wisdom know it. Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name! 6 The throne which He ascendeth Is fixed in heaven above: His sanctified dominion Is light alone and love. With grace and peace abounding His praise be ever sounding. Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name! 7 Jerusalem is fallen, And closed its temple-door; Its sacrifices ended; Its scepter is no more. Christ's kingdom never ceaseth, Its glory still increaseth. Oh, blest is He that came In God the Father's Name!

Jesus, Son of Mary

Author: Edmund S. Palmer Hymnal: Break Forth in Joyous Song #13 (2006) Meter: Irregular Topics: Lesser Festivals Languages: English Tune Title: ADORO (TE) DEVOTE

Rejoice, all ye believers

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #14 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, all ye believers, And let your lights appear! The evening is advancing, The darker night is near, The Bridegroom is arising, And soon He draweth nigh. Up, pray, and watch, and wrestle,-- At midnight comes the cry. 2 The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near; Go meet Him as He cometh, With hallelujahs clear. The marriage-feast is waiting, The gates wide-open stand: Up, up, ye heirs of glory. The Bridegroom is at hand! 3 Ye saints, who here in patience Your cross and sufferings bore, Shall live and reign for ever, When sorrow is no more. Around the throne of glory The Lamb ye shall behold, In triumph cast before Him Your diadems of gold! 4 Our Hope and Expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, Thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere! With hearts and hands uplifted; We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, That brings us unto Thee!

Blessed Are They

Hymnal: Break Forth in Joyous Song #14 (2006) Meter: 7.7.7.8 Topics: Lesser Festivals Scripture: Luke 23:42 Languages: English Tune Title: FLEMING

Hail to the Lord's Anointed

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #15 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing; Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying, Were precious in His sight. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth; And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth. Before Him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow. 4 For Him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His Name shall stand forever; That Name to us is Love.

Oh! how shall I receive Thee?

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #16 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: Oh! how shall I receive Thee Lyrics: 1 Oh! how shall I receive Thee, How greet Thee, Lord, aright? All nations long to see Thee, My hope, my heart's Delight! Oh, kindle, Lord, most holy, Thy lamp within my breast, To do in spirit, lowly, All that will please Thee best. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing. And branches fresh and fair; My heart, its powers renewing, An anthem shall prepare. My souls puts off her sadness Thy glories to proclaim; With all her strength and gladness She fain would serve Thy Name. 3 I lay in fetters groaning, Thou com'st to set me free: I stood, my shame bemoaning, Thou com'st to honor me. A glory Thou dost give me, A treasure safe on high, That will not fail nor leave me As earthly riches fly. 4 Love caused Thine incarnation, Love brought Thee down to me; Thy thirst for my salvation Procured my liberty. Oh, love beyond all telling, That led Thee to embrace, In love all love excelling, Our lost and fallen race! 5 Rejoice, then, ye sad-hearted, Who sit in deepest gloom, Who mourn o'er joys departed, And tremble at your doom: He, who alone can cheer you, Is standing at the door; He brings His pity near you, And bids you weep no more.

O'er the distant mountains breaking

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #17 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: O'er the distant mountains breaking Lyrics: 1 O'er the distant mountains breaking Comes the reddening dawn of day; Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray; 'Tis Thy Saviour, 'Tis Thy Saviour, On His bright returning way. 2 O Thou long-expected! Wear Waits my anxious soul for Thee; Life is dark, and earth is dreary, Where Thy light I do not see; O my Saviour, O my Saviour, When wilt Thou return to me? 3 Nearer is my soul's salvation, Spent the night, the day at hand; Keep me in my lowly station, Watching for Thee, till I stand, O my Saviour, O my Saviour, In Thy bright and promsied land. 4 With my lamp, well trimmed and burning, Swift to hear and slow to roam, Watching for Thy glad returning, To restore me to my home. Come, my Saviour, Come, my Saviour, Thou hast promised; quickly come.

All hail to thee, O blessed morn!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #18 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 All hail to thee, O blessed morn! To tidings, long by prophets borne, Hast Thou fulfillment given. A sacred and immortal day, When unto earth, in glorious ray, Descends the grace of heaven! Singing, Ringing, Sounds are blending, Praises sending Unto heaven For the Lord to mankind given. 2 'Tis God's own Image and, withal, The Son of Man, that mortals all May find in Him a brother. He comes with peace and love to bide On earth, the erring race to guide, And help, as could no other; Rather Gather Closer, fonder, Sheep that wander, Feed and fold them, Than let evil powers hold them. 3 He tears, like other men, will shed, Our sorrows share, and be our aid, Through His eternal power; The Lord's good will unto us show, And mingle in our cup of woe The drops of mercy's shower; Dying, Buying, Through His passion Our salvation, And to mortals Opening the heavenly portals. 4 He comes, for our redemption sent, And by His glory heaven is rent To close upon us never; Our blessed Shepherd He would be, Whom we may follow faithfully And be with Him forever; Higher, Nigher, Glory winging, Praises singing To the Father And His Son, our Lord and Brother.

The happy Christmas comes once more

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #19 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 The happy Christmas comes once more, The heavenly Guest is at the door, The blessed words the shepherds thrill, The joyous tidings: Peace, Good will. 2 To David's city let us fly, Where angels sing beneath the sky, Through plain and village pressing near, And news from God with shepherds hear. 3 Oh, let us go with quiet mind, The gentle Babe with shepherds find, To gaze on Him who gladdens them, The loveliest flower of Jesse's stem. 4 The lowly Saviour meekly lies, Laid off the splendor of the skies; No crown bedecks His forehead fair, No pearl, nor gem, nor silk is there. 5 No human glory, might and gold, The lovely Infant's form enfold; The manger and the swaddlings poor Are His, whom angels' songs adore. 6 Oh, wake our hearts, in gladness sing, And keep our Christmas with our King, Till living son, from loving souls, Like sound of mighty waters rolls. 7 O holy Child, Thy manger streams Till earth and heaven glow with its beams, Till midnight noon's bright light has won, And Jacob's Star outshines the sun. 8 Thou Patriarchs' joy. Thou Prophets' song, Thou heavenly Day-Spring, looked for long, Thou Son of man, Incarnate Word, Great David's Son, great David's Lord! 9 Come, Jesus, glorious heavenly Guest, Keep Thine own Christmas in our breast, Then David's harp-strings, hushed so long, Shall swell our Jubilee of song.