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Take Not Thought for Food or Raiment
Meter: 8.8.7.8.5 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Take not thought for food or raiment,
Careful one, so anxiously;
For the king Himself provideth
Food and clothes for thee.
2. He who daily feeds the sparrows,
He Who clothes the lilies bright,
More than birds and flowers holds thee
Precious in His sight.
3. Wouldst thou give a stone, a serpent,
To thy pleading child for food?
And shall not thy heavenly Father
Give thee what is good?
4. On the heart that careth for thee
Rest thou then from sorrow free;
For of all most tender fathers
None so good as He.
5. Seek thou first His gracious promise,
Treasure stored in Heav’n above;
So thou may’st entrust all other
Safely to His love.
6. Unto Thee, O bounteous Father,
Glory, honor, praise be done;
With the Son and Holy Spirit,
God for ever One. Used With Tune: ST. CLARE Text Sources: Translated from Latin to English by the compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern; Unknown author in Chalons-sur-Marne Breviary, 1736
Take Not Thought for Food or Raiment
Years Are Coming
Author: Adin Ballou Meter: 8.8.7.8.5 Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: Years are coming—speed them onward! Lyrics: 1 Years are coming—speed them onward!
When the sword shall gather rust,
And the helmet, lance and falchion,
Sleep in silent dust!
2 Earth has heard too long of battle,
Heard the trumpet’s voice too long!
But another age advances,
Seers foretold in song.
3 Years are coming when, forever,
War’s dread banner shall be furled,
And the angel peace be welcomed,
Regent of the world!
4 Hail with song that glorious era,
When the sword shall gather rust,
And the helmet, lance and falchion,
Sleep in silent dust. Used With Tune: ST. CLARE Text Sources: The Gospel Psalmist by John G. Adams and S. B. Ball (Boston: Universalist Publishing House, 1861)
Years Are Coming
Lo, The Clouds Of Night Are Rending
Author: Unknown; John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.7.8.5 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Lo, the clouds of night are rending,
Clad in light, heavenly bright,
Herald hosts to earth descending,
Hail approaching morn.
2 Hail the morn with heavenly singing,
And the song, they prolong,
News untold to earth is bringing,
Of Immanuel born.
3 Fearful watchers, see the glory,
Cease to gaze with amaze;
Herdsmen, sages, list the story,
Peace abides on earth.
4 Glory! sons of men repeat it,
Heavenly morn, Christ is born,
Lift your eyes to Heaven and greet it,
Greet Immanuel’s birth.
5 Gone the dismal years of waiting,
Angels bright, shed your light!
Peace hath banished ill and hating,
On this glorious morn.
6 Glory be to God ascending,
And the Son, who hath won
Life for man in bliss unending,
Now the Christ is born. Used With Tune: ST. CLARE Text Sources: Hymns of the Early Church (London: Morgan & Scott, 1913)
Lo, The Clouds Of Night Are Rending
