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Believing Fathers Oft Have Told
Author: Archibald H. Charteris Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #502 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Believing fathers oft have told
What things by God were done,
When faithful men in days of old
Their lifelong battle won;
And now when God calls us to life,
And Satan tempts each man,
We choose our side in th’mortal strife
To fight as best we can—
Like brothers true, of one accord,
To hold one faith and serve one Lord.
2. Our king has come to claim His own,
Has paid the debt we owe,
Himself has fought the fight alone,
In straits we cannot know.
Amid the world’s confusèd noise,
Where we but darkly see,
The Christ appeals, with sweet, clear voice,
My brothers, follow Me—
Like brothers true, of one accord,
To hold one faith, to serve one Lord.
3. His Church our shelter, He our guide,
Our strength His healing cross,
We range ourselves upon His side,
Where none can suffer loss.
We’re safe behind our Savior’s shield;
He makes us heirs of Heaven;
We claim upon th’embattled field
The victory Christ has given—
Like brothers true, of one accord,
To hold one faith, to serve one Lord.
4. And yet, O Christ, our Savior king,
Unless Thou keep us Thine,
Our faith will soon dry at the spring,
Our love will shrink and pine.
So by Thy Spirit mold us, Lord;
Inspire our hearts to pray;
Our hungry souls feed with Thy Word,
And teach our lips to say,
True brothers we, of one accord,
We hold one faith, we serve one Lord.
5. We fain would do our master’s part,
And help our fellow men,
Would cheer some lonely brother’s heart,
Some lost one bring again,
Would serve the Church abroad, at home,
With hearts from self set free,
Striving to make Thy kingdom come.
O God, so may it be,
That, brothers true, with one accord,
We hold the faith and serve the Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: STONYPATH
Believing Fathers Oft Have Told
From Olivet's Sequestered Seats
Author: Robert Grant, 1780-1838 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16322 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6.8.6.8.8 First Line: From Olivet’s sequestered seats Lyrics:
1 From Olivet’s sequestered seats,
What sounds of transport spread?
What concourse moves thro’ Salem’s streets,
To Sion’s holy head?
Behold Him there in lowliest guise,
The Savior of mankind!
Triumphal shouts before Him rise,
And shouts reply behind:
And, "Strike" they cry," your loudest string:
He comes—Hosanna to our king!"
2 Nor these alone, that present train,
Their present king adored;
An earlier and a later strain
Extol the self-same Lord.
Obedient to His Father’s will,
He came—He lived, He died;
Congratulating voices still
Before and after cried,
"All hail the Prince of David’s line!
Hosanna to the Man divine!"
3 He came to earth: from eldest years,
A long and bright array
Of prophet bards and patriarch seers
Proclaimed the glorious day:
The light of Heav’n in every breast,
Its fire on every lip,
In tuneful chorus on they pressed,
A goodly fellowship:
And still their pealing anthem ran,
"Hosanna to the Son of Man!"
4 He came to earth, thro’ life He passed
A man of griefs; and lo,
A noble army following fast
His track of pain and woe:
All decked with palms, and strangely bright,
That suffering host appears;
And stainless are their robes of white,
Tho’ steeped in blood and tears!
And sweet their martyr anthem flows,
"Hosanna to the Man of woes!"
5 From ages past descends the lay
To ages yet to be,
Till far its echoes roll away
Into eternity.
But oh! while saints and angels high
Thy final triumph share,
Amidst Thy followers, Lord, shall I
Tho’ last and meanest there,
Receive a place, and feebly raise
A faint hosanna to Thy praise?
Languages: English Tune Title: STONYPATH
From Olivet's Sequestered Seats
