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Nearer, my God, to Thee

Author: Sarah F. Adams Hymnal: HPEC1871 #507 (1871) Meter: Irregular Person Name: Sarah F. Adams Lyrics: 1 Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee, E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, My God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 2 Though like the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me, My rest a stone; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let my way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given: Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 4 Then, with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Altars I'll raise; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 5 Or if on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upward I fly, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

O Lord, the Holy Innocents

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: HPEC1871 #178 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Cecil F. Alexander Lyrics: 1 O Lord, the Holy Innocents Laid down for Thee their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for Thee in fire and strife. 2 We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learn'd like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus' sake? 3 O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus' sake, A weary war to wage with sin. 4 When deep within our swelling hearts, The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes; 5 Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. 6 With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good-humour brighten there, And do all still for Jesus' sake. 5 There's not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus' sake. Topics: Holy Innocents Languages: English

Souls in heathen darkness lying

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: HPEC1871 #292 (1871) Person Name: Cecil F. Alexander Lyrics: 1 Souls in heathen darkness lying, Where no light has broken through, Souls that Jesus bought by dying, Whom His soul in travail knew-- Thousand voices Call us, o'er the waters blue. 2 Christians, hearken! None has taught them Of His love so deep and dear; Of the precious price that bought them; Of the nail, the thorn, the spear; Ye who know Him, Guide them from their darkness drear. 3 Haste, Oh haste, and spread the tidings, Wide to earth's remotest strand; Let no brother's bitter chidings Rise against us, when we stand In the judgment, From some far, forgotten land. 4 Lo! the hills for harvest whiten, All along each distant shore; Seaward far the islands brighten; Light of nations! lead us o'er; When we seek them, Let Thy Spirit go before. Topics: Missions and Charities Languages: English

When musing sorrow weeps the past

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #255 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Thomas Augustine Arne Lyrics: 1 When musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain, How sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain! 2 'Tis not that mumuring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will; 'Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still; 3 It is that heaven-taught faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 It is that hope with ardour glows To see Him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. 5 It is that tortur'd conscience feels The pangs of struggling sin; Sees, though afar, the Hand that heals, And ends her war within. 6 O let me wing my hallow'd flight From earth-born woe and care, And soar above these clouds of night My Saviour's bliss to share. Topics: Offices of the Church Visitation of the Sick Languages: English

For all the Saints, who from their labour rest

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #187 (1871) Meter: Irregular Person Name: Joseph Barnby Lyrics: 1 For all the Saints, who from their labour rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confess'd, Thy Name, O Jesus, be forever bless'd. Alleluia. 2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might: Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight; Thou, in the darkness drear, the Light of light. Alleluia. 3 O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the Saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia. 4 O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia. 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear, the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia. 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes the rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the bless'd. Alleluia. 7 But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; The Saints triumphant rise in bright array; The King of Glory passes on His way. Alleluia. 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia. Topics: The Communion of Saints Languages: English

Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #124 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Jonathan Battishill Lyrics: 1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armour on, March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes; Thy Saviour nail'd them to the Cross, And sung the triumph when He rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the heavenly gate; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in Almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. Languages: English

When gathering clouds around I view

Hymnal: HPEC1871 #250 (1871) Person Name: Henry Carey Lyrics: 1 When gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, Who not in vain Experienced every human pain; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do; Still He, Who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 3 If vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies, Still He, Who once vouchsafed to bear Such bitter conflict with despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 4 When sorrowing, o'er some stone I bend, Which covers what was once a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while, Thou, Saviour, mark'st the tears I shed, For Thou didst weep o'er Lazarus dead. 5 And O, when I have safely past Through every conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed of death, for Thou hast died; Then point to realms of cloudless day, And wipe the latest tear away. Topics: Offices of the Church Visitation of the Sick Languages: English

When I can trust my all with God

Author: Josiah Conder Hymnal: HPEC1871 #323 (1871) Meter: Irregular Person Name: Josiah Conder Lyrics: 1 When I can trust my all with God, In trial's fearful hour, Bow, all resign'd beneath His rod, And bless His chastening power, A joy springs up amid distress, A fountain in the wilderness. 2 O blesséd be the Hand that gave, Still blesséd be when it takes; Blesséd be He Who smites to save, Who heals the heart He breaks: Perfect and true are all His ways, Whom heaven adores and death obeys. Topics: Family Worship Languages: English

God moves in a mysterious way

Author: William Cowper Hymnal: HPEC1871 #502 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: William Cowper 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 sovereign 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. Topics: Miscellaneous Languages: English

Salvation doth to God belong

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: HPEC1871 #304 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Philip Doddridge Lyrics: 1 Salvation doth to God belong, His power and grace shall be our song; From Him alone all mercies flow, His arm alone subdues the foe. 2 Then praise this God, who bows His ear Propitious to His people's prayer; And though deliverance He may stay, Yet answers still in His own day. 3 O may this goodness lead our land, Still saved by thine Almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To Thee, our Saviour and our King. Topics: Special Seasons Thanksgiving and Harvest Home Languages: English