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A leaf tossed by the sea
Author: Joy F. Patterson Hymnal: New Hymns of Hope #4 Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics: 1 A leaf tossed by the sea,
my fragile ship of faith
is rudderless, and holds no course,
turns with each passing wave:
as once you walked
on Galilee,
steady my boat
and rescue me.
2 The prayers I try to make
fall flightless back to me,
imprisoned in the web of self
which day by day I weave:
as once you freed
a madman's soul,
break my soul's bonds
and make me whole.
3 Christ, help my unbelief,
make strong my fearful heart,
relieve my need to have control,
teach me to trust and wait:
as once you died
to set us free,
come, give new birth,
new life to me. Topics: Courage; Deliverance; Encouragement; Faith; Peace; Trust Languages: English Tune Title: XIN LAI
A leaf tossed by the sea
When Jesus to the judgment hall
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #11 (1911) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
I
When Jesus to the judgment hall
By cruel men was led,
He wore a purple robe of scorn,
And thorns upon His head;—
They called Him King, and bowed the knee,
And paid Him homage, mockingly.
II
“Away! let Him be crucified!”
The impious shouts proclaim;
And forth they led the Son of God
To die a death of shame;
And passing thence amid’ the crowd,
Beneath a ponderous cross He bowed.
III
Behold Him nailed upon the cross
And left alone to die,
While from the awful scene of death
His timid followers fly;—
In agony He groaned and sighed,
And faint, He bowed the head, and died.
IV
Ah, cruel death for Him to die,
Ah, vilest death of shame,—
Who, to redeem our guilty souls,
From God, in pity came;—
The glory of the Father’s throne
He left, to make our souls His own.
V
O Jesus, to Thy cross I cling,
For Thou, my Lord, art there,
Who, in Thy love, True Man became,
My load of sin to bear;
And lo, I lift my eyes to heaven,
For God in mercy hath forgiven.
Languages: English
When Jesus to the judgment hall
The solemn feast was spent
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Russian Church #24 (1920) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
The solemn feast was spent,
And night had spread her pall,
When Christ with His disciples went
Beyond the city wall;
And in the dark He led the way,
Towards the lone Gethsemane.
He took His chosen three,
And bowed with grief He saith,
"Abide ye here, and watch with me,
I sorrow unto death";
Then, moving forward still a pace,
He fell in prayer upon His face.
Ah, ill their watch they keep,
For soon their eyelids close,
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And when their Lord returned, in sleep
Those weary men repose;
"Awake," He said, "make prayerful call,
Lest ye before the tempter fall."
Thrice did the Master pray,
That God His Son would save;
But heaven in silence turned away,
And earth no comfort gave;
And still the worn disciples slept
While Christ alone the vigil kept.
O soul of mine, awake!
Cast off thy careless sleep;
To God Thy prayer for succour make
And earnest vigil keep;
And learn, whate'er His will may be,
To do that will is best for thee.
Languages: English
The solemn feast was spent
O God, the Holy Ghost
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #31 (1911) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
I
O God, the Holy Ghost,
Thou Lord of light appear,
And, as of old, at Pentecost,
Come to us, waiting here;
And let the darkness that enshrouds,
Pass from our souls like passing clouds.
II
O God, the Holy Ghost—
The choicest gifts are Thine;
Grant us the grace we covet most,
And virtues most divine;
And with Thy purifying fire,
Consume, we pray, our vain desire.
III
O God, the Holy Ghost,
With strength our weakness brace,
That e’en the threatenings of a host
We may with courage face;
And put satanic power to flight,
That bears upon our souls with might.
IV
O God, the Holy Ghost,
Our soul’s enduring Friend,
For all the gifts of Pentecost
Our grateful songs ascend;—
Thee, with the Father, and the Son
We worship, glorious Three in One.
Languages: English
O God, the Holy Ghost
Our evening prayers attend
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Russian Church #33 (1920) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
Our evening prayers attend,
O Thou that holy art;
In mercy full forgiveness send
To every contrite heart;
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For Thou hast risen to set us free,
And all mankind rejoice in Thee.
Encompass Zion round,
Ye people, tell His fame;
Let Resurrection joy abound,
And glory to His name;
He is our Lord, Who from the grave
Arose our sinning souls to save.
With Resurrection lays,
Ye people, come adore,
And worship Him with grateful praise,
Who lives for evermore;
He is our God, Who from the grave
Arose our sinning souls to save.
Lord, by Thy Passion Thou
Sav'st men from passions base,
And by Thy Resurrection, now
Dost from corruption raise.--
Glory to Thee we humbly bring,
O Christ, Who art our heavenly King.
Languages: English
Our evening prayers attend
When in the clouds of heaven
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #36 (1911) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
I
When in the clouds of heaven
The Lord, the Judge, appears,
When memory brings my sin to light,
And conscience fills with fears,—
In mercy, Lord, have mercy then,
Nor rank my soul with wicked men.
II
I have no plea to give,
The sin is all my own,
I cannot bear the searching glance
Nor for that sin atone;
I can alone that mercy crave,—
O Lord, Thine erring servant save.
III
Didst Thou not come to earth?
Didst Thou not die for me?
And all my sin in mercy bear
Upon the awful tree?
I claim that sacrifice, and pray,
Turn not my erring soul away.
IV
The record of my sin,
In mercy, Lord, remove,
And to a place at Thy right hand
Call Thou my soul, in love;
That love divine I make my plea,
O may that love encircle me.
Languages: English
When in the clouds of heaven
The day fades into night
Hymnal: Hymns of the Early Church #38 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
The day fades into night,
The shadows lengthening fall,
And see, the deepening purple light
Throws on the hills its pall:
Lord, be our Light when suns decline,
And in our souls unclouded shine.
Still is the eventide,
Calm is the soft repose,
When earthly toil is laid aside,
And eyelids drooping, close;
Lord, let Thy peace my soul possess,
In everlasting restfulness.
Night of my life draws near;
Lord, when the light departs,
Be all to me that Thou hast been
To other trusting hearts,
And in the calm that night bestows,
Let me in peace with Thee repose.
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The night gives place to morn,
The gloom shall pass away,
And an eternal day be born,
Whose sun shall shine for aye;
Lord, wake me when the morn is come,
And let me find with Thee my home.
Languages: English
The day fades into night
The day declines to night
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #43 (1911) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
I
The day declines to night,
The shadows lengthening fall,
And see, the deepening purple light
Throws on the hills its pall;—
Lord, be our Light when suns decline,
And in our souls unclouded shine.
II
Still is the eventide,—
Calm is the soft repose,
When earthly toil is laid aside,
And eyelids drooping, close;
Lord, let Thy peace my soul possess,
In everlasting restfulness.
III
Night of my life draws near;
Lord, when the light departs,
Be all to me that Thou hast been
To other trusting hearts,
And in the calm that night bestows,
Let me in peace with Thee repose.
IV
The night gives place to morn,
The gloom shall pass away,
And an eternal day be born,
Whose sun shall shine for aye;
Lord, wake me when the morn is come,
And let me find with Thee my home.
Languages: English
The day declines to night
Our evening prayers attend
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Greek Church #47 (1900) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
Our evening prayers attend,
O Thou that holy art;
In mercy full forgiveness send
To every contrite heart;
For Thou hast risen to set us free,
And all mankind rejoice in Thee.
Encompass Zion round,
Ye people, tell His fame;
Let Resurrection joy abound,
And glory to His name;
He is our Lord, who from the grave
Arose our sinning souls to save.
With resurrection lays
Ye people, come, adore,
And worship Him with grateful praise
Who lives for evermore;
He is our God, who from the grave
Arose our sinning souls to save.
Lord, by Thy Passion Thou
Sav’st men from passions base,
And by Thy Resurrection, now
Dost from corruption raise.
Glory to Thee we humbly bring,
O Christ, who art our Heavenly King.
Languages: English
Our evening prayers attend
O, I have wandered far
Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns of the Russian Church #65b (1920) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics:
O, I have wandered far,
Good Lord Thou knowest well
The heights of pride my feet have trod,
The awful depths of hell;
Now sore at heart, and sick of sin,
O Lord in mercy take me in.
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I thought when shone the day
The light would cloudless last,
That stars would shine when darkness fell,
And morn when night was past;
But foolish hopes were quenchèd soon,
And starless night came on at noon.
But I have found Thy gate,
All footsore and distressed,
And lo, I stand and boldly knock,
For fain I'd be at rest;
Good Lord, in mercy take me in,
All sore at heart and sick of sin.
Languages: English
O, I have wandered far
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