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Author: John Byrom Hymnal: LH1941 #84 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn
Whereon the Savior of the world was born.
Rise to adore the mystery of love
Which hosts of angels chanted from above,
With them the joyful tidings first begun
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin’s son.
2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,
Who heard th’angelic herald’s voice, "Behold,
I bring good tidings of a Savior’s birth
To you and all the nations upon earth;
This day hath God fulfilled His promised word;
This day is born a Savior, Christ the Lord."
3 He spake; and straightaway the celestial choir
In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;
The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heav’n’s whole orb with alleluias rang.
God’s highest glory was their anthem still,
Peace upon earth and unto men good will.
4 To Bethlehem straight th’enlightened shepherds ran
To see the wonder God had wrought for man
And found, with Joseph and the blessed maid,
Her son, the Savior, in a manger laid;
Then to their flocks, still praising God, return,
And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn.
5 Oh, may we keep and ponder in our mind
God’s wondrous love in saving lost mankind!
Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss,
From His poor manger to His bitter cross,
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace,
Till man’s first heavenly state again takes place.
6 Then may we hope, th’angelic hosts among,
To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song.
He that was born upon this joyful day
Around us all His glory shall display.
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing
Eternal praise to heaven’s almighty King.
Amen. Topics: The Church Year CHRISTMAS Scripture: Luke 2:1-18 Languages: English Tune Title: YORKSHIRE
Christians, Awake, Salute the Happy Morn
Author: Catherina von Schlegel; Jane Borthwick Hymnal: LH1941 #651 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10.10.10 First Line: Be still my soul; the Lord is on thy side Lyrics: 1 Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In ev'ry change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heav'nly, friend
Thro' thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
2 Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
3 Be still, my soul, tho' dearest friends depart
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.
4 Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
Topics: Carols and Spiritual Songs Scripture: Psalm 46:10 Languages: English Tune Title: FINLANDIA
Be Still, My soul
Author: John Ellerton Hymnal: LH1941 #47 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Savior, again to Thy dear Name we raise
With one accord our parting hymn of praise.
Once more we bless Thee ere our worship cease,
Then, lowly bending, wait Thy word of peace.
2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way;
With Thee began, with Thee shall end, the day.
Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame,
That in this house have called upon Thy name.
3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night;
Turn Thou for us its darkness into light.
From harm and danger keep Thy children free;
For dark and light are both alike to Thee.
4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life,
Our Balm in sorrow and our Stay in strife;
Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease,
Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace.
Amen. Topics: Adoration Close of Service Scripture: Psalm 110:2 Languages: English Tune Title: ELLERS
Savior, Again to Thy Dear Name We Raise
Author: John M. Neale; St. Joseph the Hymnographer. d. 883 Hymnal: LH1941 #255 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial resplendence and light,
These that, where night never followeth day,
Praise the Thrice Holy One ever and aye.
2 These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own,
Lord God of Sabaoth, nearest Thy throne;
These are Thy messengers, these dost Thou send,
Help of the helpless ones, man to defend.
3 Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space,
Then, when the planets first sped on their race,
Then, when were ended the six days' employ,
Then all the sons of God shouted for joy.
4 Still let them succor us, still let them fight,
Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right,
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
We with the angels may bow and adore.
Amen. Topics: The Church Year St. Michael and All Angels Scripture: Job 38:7 Languages: English Tune Title: O QUANTA QUALIA
Stars of the Morning, so Gloriously Bright
Author: John M. Neale; Unknown Hymnal: LH1941 #307 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Draw nigh and take the Body of the Lord,
And drink the holy Blood for you outpoured.
Offered was He for greatest and for least,
Himself the Victim and Himself the Priest.
2 He that His saints in this world rules and shields,
To all believers life eternal yields,
With heav'nly bread makes them that hunger whole,
Gives living waters to the thirsting soul.
3 Approach ye, then, with faithful hearts sincere,
And take the pledges of salvation here.
O Judge of all, our only Savior Thou,
In this Thy feast of love to be with us now.
Topics: The Sacraments The Lord's Supper Scripture: Psalm 34:8 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 124TH
Draw Nigh and Take the Body of the Lord
Author: Denis Wortman Hymnal: LH1941 #483 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 First Line: God of the prophets, bless the prophets' sons Lyrics: 1 God of the prophets, bless the prophets' sons:
Elijah's mantle o'er Elisha cast.
Each age its solemn task may claim but once;
Make each one nobler, stronger than the last.
2 Anoint them prophets. Make their ears attent
To Thy divinest speech, their hearts awake
To human need, their lips make eloquent
To gird the right and ev'ry evil break.
3 Anoint them priests. Strong intercessors, they,
For pardon, and for charity and peace.
Ah, if with them the world might, now astray,
Find in our Lord from all its woes release!
4 Anoint them kings; aye, kingly kings, O Lord.
Anoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son.
Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword;
Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won.
5 Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross;
Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace.
Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss
And stand at last with joy before Thy face.
Amen. Topics: The Church Ministry Scripture: 2 Kings 2:9-15 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 124TH
God of the Prophets, Bless the Prophet's Sons
Author: Alexander Pope Hymnal: LH1941 #503 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 First Line: Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! Lyrics: 1 Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise!
Exalt thy tow'ring head and lift thine eyes;
See heav’n its sparkling portals wide display
And break upon thee in a flood of day.
2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn;
See future sons, and daughters yet unborn,
In crowding ranks on ev'ry side arise
Demanding life, impatient for the skies.
3 See barb'rous nations at Thy gates attend,
Walk in Thy light, and in Thy temple bend;
See Thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings,
While ev'ry land its joyous tribute brings.
4 The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away;
But fixed this Word, His saving pow'r remains;
Thy realm shall last, thine own Messiah reigns.
Amen. Topics: The Church Missions Scripture: Isaiah 60:1 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 124TH
Rise, Crowned with Light, Imperial Salem, Rise
Author: Henry F. Lyte Hymnal: LH1941 #552 (1941) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide'
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide.
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me!
2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away.
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me!
3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word,
But as Thou dwelst with Thy disciples, Lord,
Familiar, condescending, patient, free.
Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me.
4 Come not in terrors as the King of kings,
But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;
Tears for all woes, a heart for ev'ry plea.
Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
5 Thou on my head in every youth didst smile,
And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,
Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee.
On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.
6 I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power?
Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!
7 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness.
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still if Thou abide with me.
8 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes,
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies.
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
Amen. Topics: Times and Seasons Evening Scripture: Luke 24:29 Languages: English Tune Title: EVENTIDE
Abide with Me! Fast Falls the Eventide
Author: Henry W. Longfellow; Simon Dach Hymnal: LH1941 #589 (1941) Meter: 10.10.5.10 First Line: Oh, how blest are ye whose toils are ended Lyrics: 1 Oh, how blest are they whose toils are ended,
Who thro' death have unto God ascended!
Ye have arisen
From the cares which keep us still in prison.
2 We are still as in a dungeon living,
Still oppressed with sorrow and misgiving;
Are but toils and troubles and heartbreakings.
3 Ye meanwhile are in their chambers sleeping,
Quiet, and set free from all our weeping;
No cross or sadness
There can hinder their untroubled gladness.
4 Christ has wiped away their tears forever;
Ye have that for which we still endeavor;
To you are chanted
Songs that ne'er to mortal ears were granted.
5 Ah, who would, then, not depart with gladness
To inherit heaven for earthly sadness?
Who here would languish
Longer in bewailing and in anguish?
6 Come, 0 Christ, and loose the chains that bind us;
Lead us forth and cast this world behind us.
With Thee, th'Anointed,
Finds the soul its joy and rest appointed.
Topics: The Last Things Death and Burial Scripture: Revelation 14:13 Languages: English Tune Title: O WIE SELIG
Oh, How Blest Are Ye Whose Tolls are Ended
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Johann M. Meyfart Hymnal: LH1941 #619 (1941) Meter: 10.6.10.6.220.127.116.11 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high,
Would God I were in thee!
My longing heart fain, fain, to thee would fly,
It will not stay with me.
Far over vale and mountain,
Far over field and plain,
It hastes to seek its Fountain
And leave this world of pain.
2 O happy day and yet far happier hour,
When wilt thou come at last,
When fearless to my Father's love and pow'r,
Whose promise standeth fast,
My soul I gladly render?
For surely will His hand
Lead her with guidance tender
To heav'n, her fatherland.
3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously,
Released from earthly ties,
Elijah's chariot bears her up to thee,
Thro' all these lower skies
To yonder shining regions,
While down to meet her come
The blessed angel legions
And bid her welcome home.
4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold
The gates of grace to me.
How many a time I longed for thee of old
Ere yet I was set free
From yon dark life of sadness,
Yon world of shadowy naught,
And God had given the gladness,
The heritage, I sought!
5 What glorious throng and what resplendent host
Comes sweeping swiftly down?
The chosen ones on earth who wrought the most,
The Church's brightest crown,
Our Lord hath set to meet me,
As in the far-off years
Their words oft came to greet me
In yonder land of tears.
6 The partiarchs' and prophets' noble train,
With all Christ's followers true,
Who bore the cross and could the worst disdain
That tyrants dared to do,
I see them shine forever,
All-glorious as the sun,
Mid light that fadeth never,
Their perfect freedom won.
7 And when within that lovely Paradise
At last I safely dwell,
What songs of bliss shall from my lips arise,
What joy my tongue shall tell,
While all the saints are singing
Hosannas o'er and o'er,
Pure hallelujahs ringing
Around me evermore!
8 Unnumbered choirs before the shining throne
Their joyful anthems raise
Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone
Of that great hymn of praise
And all its host rejoices,
And all its blessed throng
Unite their myriad voices
In one eternal song.
Amen. Topics: The Last Things Life Everlasting Scripture: Matthew 17:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: JERUSALEM, DU HOCHGEBUATED STADT
Jerusalem, Thou City Fair and High