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To our Redeemer's glorious Name

Author: Anna Steele Appears in 363 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 To our Redeemer's glorious Name Awake the sacred song! O may His love, immortal flame! Tune ev'ry heart and tongue, Tune ev'ry heart and tongue, Amen. 2 His love what mortal thought can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left His radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die-- Was ever love like this? 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Savior died for me!" 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming Name, And join the sacred song! Used With Tune: AVON
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O hvilken Ære

Author: Brorson Appears in 4 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday in Lent High Mass Lyrics: 1 O hvilken Ære, For Tanken alt for stor, Hans Barn at være, Som i det Høie bor! Naar man er bleven Til Herren ret omvendt, Fra Verden reven, Med Jesu ret bekjendt, I Himlen skreven Med Lammets røde Prent! 2 O hvilket Smykke Fra Himlene er det, O hvilken Lykke Er denne Barneret! Naar, hvad os skader, Vi kan for Thronen gaa, Og sige: Fader, dit Barn du hjælpe maa! O Gud, hvor lader Det deilig der at staa! 3 Hvo kan udsige, Hvad Kristi Kraft formaar, Naar Himlens Rige I Sjælen ret opgaar! Naar i mig brænder Men Jesu Kjærlighed, Og mig omspender Som Himlen selv saa bred, Hvor jeg mig vender Og tænker op og ned! 4 O jeg har fundet Lyksalighedens Stand, Og sødt forvundet Min første Jødsels Band! O hvor fornøiet Er nu min arme Sjæl, Før dybt nedbøiet Til Jorden som en Træl, Nu høit ophøiet Med sin Immanuel! 5 O surt fortjente Min Sjæles Frydestund! O søde Rente Af Jesu Pinsels Pund! Er Førstegrøden Saa meget sød og kjær, Hvad Engle-Føden, Som mig skal times der, Naar efter Døden Jeg rigtig hjemme er! 6 Naar jeg skal tage Mod Dødens sidste Bud, Da kan jeg drage Med Glæde til min Gud, Hans Haand skal lindre Mig Dødens Kamp og Sved, Hvad kan det hindre, At Støvet falder ned, Hist skal det tindre I evig Herlighed!
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Saa skal dog Satans Rige

Author: Kingo Appears in 6 hymnals Topics: Third Sunday in Lent; Third Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 Saa skal dog Satans Rige Aldeles kastes om, Gud vil det selv bekrige Ved Jesu Magt og Dom; Han skal evindelig Med al sin Magt beskjæmmes, Ja ved Guds Finger tæmmes, Og haaanlig pakke sig. 2 Om han end Mund og Mæle Med sine Helved-Baand Tilsnøre kan og kvæle, Dog kan vor Jesu Haand Hans Knuder løse snart, At og den Stummes Tunge Skal tale og udsjunge Guds Lov med Himmel-Art. 3 Sin Fæstning maa han rømme Og skamfuld vige bort, Gud holder ham i Tømme Og gjør ham Stien kort; Hans Helved-Vaaden maa Ei Sjælen Skade gjøre, Gud kan ham dem afføre, Han agter dem som Straa. 4 O Jesus, o du kjender, Hvor ofte Satan dag Min Fæstning hart berender, At bringe mig i Aag, Hvert Lem og Ledemod Han trædskelig bestrider, Sig ind ved Synden glider I mine Ben og Blod. 5 Nu vil han Tungen binde, Den Gud ei prise skal; Nu vil han Øiet blinde, At jeg i Mørkheds Dal Ei Naadens Lys skal se; Nu døver han mit Øre, Jeg ei Guds Ord skal høre, At lindre Sjælens Ve. 6 Jeg dagligdags vil gjøre Et Hjertens Fodefald, Og ligge Gud i Øre Med Bønnesuk og Kald; At han med Jesu Blod Mig daglig vil bestænke, Og Satans Magt forkrænke, Og rykke den af Rod. 7 Gud, lad ei Vellyst feie Guds Frygt ud af mit Sind, At Satan ei skal eie Og tage Hjertet ind, Gud lad dit søde Ris Mig heller daglig snerte, Dig plante i mit Hjerte Til evig Lov og Pris! 8 Du bør og ene have Mit Hjertes hele Bo, Kom, Jesus, tag den Gave, Og styrk mig i min Tro! O Gud, mig selv bered, Og aabne saa mit Øre, At jeg dit Ord kan høre Min Sjæl til Salighed!

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[O Thou before whose presence]

Appears in 1,132 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: Samuel S. Wesley Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday in Lent Tune Key: E Flat Major Incipit: 33343 32116 54345 Used With Text: O Thou before whose presence
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SWANWICK

Appears in 33 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: James Lucas Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Tune Key: A Major Incipit: 51131 27134 21653 Used With Text: To our Redeemer's glorious Name
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AVON

Appears in 1,052 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: Hugh Wilson Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Tune Key: A Major Incipit: 51651 23213 53213 Used With Text: To our Redeemer's glorious Name

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Vær i Korset tro og stille

Author: Benj. Prætorius; Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #270 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday in Lent; Third Sunday in Lent; Third Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 Vær i Korset tro og stille, Tænk, hvad Jesus for dig led, Lad dig ingen Jammer skille Fra hans store Kjærlighed! Tænk, hvor mangen Vei han gik, Før han dig tilbage fik! Da fra ham du vendte Hjertet, Om det ikke ham har smertet! 2 Vær dog tro i Troens Stride, Uforandret, uforsagt, (Fast paa Jesus kan du lide) At du fra den visse Pagt, Som du har i Daaben gjort, Aldrig, aldrig viger bort, Men arbeider alle Dage Til din Jesus at behage! 3 Vær dog tro i Kjærligheden Til din Gud af ganske Sjæl, Elsk din Næste og isteden For hans Brede und han vel! Tænk, hvor Jesus bad for dem, Som ham pinte hvert et Lem! Tænk, Gud vil din synd tilgive! Saadan maa du ogsaa blive. 4 Vær dog tro i Haab at vinde! Kon du ingen Udgang se, Gud kan snart et Middel finde Til at ende al din Ve. Haab kun stadig, Gud er her, Som dig har af Hjertet kjær, Haab, at Gud din Sag vil fremme, Haabet skal dig ei beskjæmme! 5 Vær dog tro i Dødsens Dale, Det er dog den sidste Strid, Det er dog saa kort en Dvale, Og saa stor en Seiers Tid! Hvo med Gud i Kampen gaar, Og med Jakob mandig staar, Han er evig Seier vinder, Og den Livsens Krone finder. 6 Vær dag tro til sidste Ende, Før til Seier hver en Kamp, Lad det bide, lad det brænde, Koste blodig Sved og Damp; Al vor Trængsel er dog her Ikke Herligheden værd, Som dig Jesus hisset giver, Naar du hans Medarving bliver. 7 I Guds Navn saa vil jeg lide, Elske, tro og haabe fast, Jesus hjælper mig at stride, Aldrig har han den forkast', Som i Korset stødig stod, Og paa ham sig fast forlod; Ham vil jeg mig overgive, Han skal al min Nød fordrive. Languages: Norwegian
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Staa fast, min Sjæl, staa fast

Author: Brorson Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #284 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday in Lent; Third Sunday in Lent; Third Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 Staa fast, min Sjæl, staa fast I Herrens Krige! Tænk, hvilken Skam og Last Sin Gud at svige! Tænk, hvilken skamfuld Ting, Først Gud at tjende, Og siden sig omkring, Og siden sig omkring, Til Verden vende! 2 Begyndt er ikke endt, Det maa du vide, Som har din Jesus kjendt; Bliv ved at stride! Alt, hvad dit Hjerte vil Fra Himlen vende, Skal overvindes til, Skal overvindes til, Din sidste Ende. 3 At staa med Magt imod Paa alle Sider, Den Sag er ret og god For den, der strider; Men der vil mere til Sin Krans at finde, Bestandigheden vil, Bestandigheden vil, Alene vinde. 4 Hvad hjælper mange Saar Og blodig Skramme, Naar du dog siden staar Til Spot og Skamme? Vær tro til Døden! saa Og ellers ikke Kan Kronen vel sig paa, Kan Kronen vel sig paa, Dit Hoved skikke. 5 Se op, og tænk engang Paa Livets Krone, Paa din bestemte Rang For Lammets Throne! I Sandhed, hvad du her Skal gaa og taale, Af Kronen ei er værd, Af Kronen ei er værd, Den mindste Straale. 6 Ja tænk, min kjære Sjæl, Paa vores Hoved Hvad vor Immanuel For os har vovet; For os han flyde lod Sit Blod tilhobe, Sit Blod–sit dyre Blod, Sit Blod-sit dyre Blod, Til sidste Draabe. 7 Naar Jesu Kjærlighed Kun ret betragtes, Og Verdens Herlighed For intet agtes, Naar Himlen et os kjær Og sød og yndig, Da bliver Herrens Hær, Da bliver Herrens Hær, I Striden myndig. 8 Gud være Lov og Pris, Ja ham alene, Som lod es Paradis Saa dyrt forstjene! Vor Jesu Kamp og Strid Til Æreminde, Vi vil vor korte Tid, Vi vil vor korte Tid, Staa fast og vinde. Languages: Norwegian
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Jesus, giv Seier! Livs-Fyrste og Kilde!

Author: Joh. Schrøder; Ukjendt Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #471 (1919) Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Lyrics: 1 Jesus, giv Seier! Livs-Fyrste og Kilde! Se dog, hvor Mørket nu trænger sig ind, Søger med Helvedes Kræfter at hilde Og at fordærve mit Hjerte og Sind! Satan kan tusind Kunster optænke, Mig at besnære, at knuse og krænke. 2 Jesus, giv Seier, naar Synden mig frister, Vellyst, Selvkjærlighed, Avind sig ter, Lysternes Lue i Hjertet udbrister, Og jeg kun Helvedes Brand i mig ser, Gjør mine Kinder af Skamfuldhed røde, Og lad din Døds Kraft al Synd i mig døde! 3 Jesus, giv Seier, at Vilje og Længsel Kun i din Vilje sin Hvile attraar, Og at mit Hjerte i glæde og Trængsel Aabent for dig og opofret dig staar! Lær mig at afdø fra Lysterne mine, Saa jeg maa leve og regnes blandt Dine! 4 Jesus, giv Seier i alle Tilfælde! Skjænk mig din Rustning, og ræk mig dit Sverd! Lær mig at stride, saa tidt det skal gjelde, Trøstig mod Satans den mægtig Hær! Midt udi Helvedes gruligste Mørke Vis mig, o Jesus, dit Lys og din Styrke! 5 Jesus, giv Seier, og lad mig ei synke! Løgnerens Kræfter tidt skjulte fremstaa, Og sig med Sandhedens Farve opsminke, Hjælp dog, at aldrig de svige mig maa! Lær mig i Ordet mig flittig at øve, Inderlig bede og Aanderne prøve! 6 Jesus, giv Seier, og lær mig at vaage, Som du, min Vægter, ei sov paa din Vagt! Lad mig i Bønnen din Forbøns Kraft smage, Som du saa dyre mig haver tilsagt! Og naar mig Sikkerheds Søvn vil tildække, Lad da din Aand mig opfriske og vække! 7 Jesus, giv Seier, naar alting forsvinder, Og jeg kun Syndens Forgift i mig ser, Naar ingen Styrke til Bønnen jeg finder, Hjertet mistrøstigt og bange sig ter: Lad da, o Jesus, din Aand sig forbinde Med mine Suk, saa jeg Seier maa vinde! 8 Jesus, giv Seier! og lad mig omsider Prøvet i Kampen Klenodiet faa! Saa skal med Lovsang til evige Tider Salig jeg hist i din Helldom staa; Ja hvor dit Navn da med Pris og med Ære Af dine Frelste velsignet skal være! Languages: Norwegian

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Anne Steele

1717 - 1778 Person Name: Anna Steele Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Author of "To our Redeemer's glorious Name" in Evangelical Lutheran hymnal Anne Steele was the daughter of Particular Baptist preacher and timber merchant William Steele. She spent her entire life in Broughton, Hampshire, near the southern coast of England, and devoted much of her time to writing. Some accounts of her life portray her as a lonely, melancholy invalid, but a revival of research in the last decade indicates that she had been more active and social than what was previously thought. She was theologically conversant with Dissenting ministers and "found herself at the centre of a literary circle that included family members from various generations, as well as local literati." She chose a life of singleness to focus on her craft. Before Christmas in 1742, she declined a marriage proposal from contemporary minister-hymnist Benjamin Beddome. All the same, some of Steele's sufferings were very real. She lost her mother at age 3, a potential suitor at age 20, her step mom at 43, and her sister-in-law at 45. She spent many years caring for her father until his death in 1769. For most of her life, she exhibited symptoms of malaria, including persistent pain, fever, headaches, and stomach aches. Caleb Evans, in his preface to Steele's posthumous Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose (1780), noted that she had been bed ridden for "some years" before her death: When the interesting hour came, she welcomed its arrival, and though her feeble body was excruciated with pain, her mind was perfectly serene. . . . She took the most affectionate leave of her weeping friends around her, and at length, the happy moment of her dismission arising, she closed her eyes, and with these animating words on her dying lips, "I know that my Redeemer liveth," gently fell asleep in Jesus. Historically, her most popular hymn has been "When I survey life's varied scene" (and its shortened form, "Father, whate'er of earthly bliss"), a hymn that turns earthly loss or denial into a spirit of thankfulness, published in over 800 North American hymnals since 1792. Not all of her work deals with personal agony. Her hymns span a wide doctrinal and ecclesiastical range, some crafted and used for her father's congregation. Her metrical psalms are among the finest of the genre. Steele's hymns and psalms were published in two volumes in 1760, Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, under the pseudonym Theodosia, with an additional volume of material published after her death, in Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose, 1780. Another small collection, Verses for Children, was issued in 1788, with two other editions given in 1803 and 1806. Sixty-two of her hymns, including new material and some revisions by Steele, were published in a hymnal for Baptists in 1769, A Collection of Hymns Adapted to Public Worship, edited by Caleb Evans and John Ash. Forty seven were included in John Rippon's A Selection of Hymns from the Best Authors in 1787; the only author with larger representation was Philip Doddridge, with 101. These collections represent the earliest attempts to anthologize Baptist hymns and were vital for bringing Steele's hymns into wider public worship, where they have been a mainstay for over two hundred years. Chris Fenner adapted from The Towers (Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, August 2015) Recommended Bibliography: Cynthia Y. Aalders, To Express the Ineffable: The Hymns and Spirituality of Anne Steele (Milton Keynes, U.K.: Paternoster, 2008). Cynthia Y. Aalders, "In melting grief and ardent love: Anne Steele's contribution to eighteenth-century hymnody," The Hymn (summer 2009), 16-25. J.R. Broome, A Bruised Reed: The Life and Times of Anne Steele (Harpenden, U.K.: Gospel Standard Trust Publications, 2007). Joseph Carmichael, The Hymns of Anne Steele in John Rippon's Selection of Hymns: A Theological Analysis in the Context of the English Particular Baptist Revival (2012), dissertation, http://digital.library.sbts.edu/handle/10392/4112 Priscilla Wong, Anne Steele and Her Spiritual Vision (Grand Rapids: Reformation Heritage Books, 2012). Timothy Whelan & Julia B. Griffin, eds., Nonconformist Women Writers, 1720–1840, vols. 1 & 2 (London: Pickering & Chatto, 2011). ======================== Steele, Anne, born in 1716, was the daughter of Mr. Wm. Steele, a timber merchant, and pastor, without salary, of the Baptist Church at Broughton, in Hampshire. At an early age she showed a taste for literature, and would often entertain her friends by her poetical compositions. But it was not until 1760 that she could be prevailed upon to publish. In that year two volumes appeared under the title of Poems on Subjects chiefly Devotional, by Theodosia. After her death, which occurred in November, 1778, a new edition was published with an additional volume and a Preface by the Rev. Dr. Caleb Evans, of Bristol (Bristol, 1780). In the three volumes are 144 hymns, 34 Psalms in verse, and about 30 short poems. They have been reprinted in one vol. by D. Sedgwick, 1863…. Among Baptist hymnwriters Miss Steele stands at the head, if we regard either the number of her hymns which have found a place in the hymnals of the last 120 years, or the frequency with which they have been sung. Although few of them can be placed in the first rank of lyrical compositions, they are almost uniformly simple in language, natural and pleasing in imagery, and full of genuine Christian feeling. Miss Steele may not inappropriately be compared with Miss F. R. Havergal, our "Theodosia" of the 19th century. In both there is the same evangelic fervour, in both the same intense personal devotion to the Lord Jesus. But whilst Miss Steele seems to think of Him more frequently as her "bleeding, dying Lord "—dwelling on His sufferings in their physical aspect—Miss Havergal oftener refers to His living help and sympathy, recognizes with gladness His present claims as "Master" and "King," and anticipates almost with ecstasy His second coming. Looking at the whole of Miss Steele's hymns, we find in them a wider range of thought than in Miss Havergal's compositions. She treats of a greater variety of subjects. On the other hand, Miss Havergal, living in this age of missions and general philanthropy, has much more to say concerning Christian work and personal service for Christ and for humanity. Miss Steele suffered from delicacy of health and from a great sorrow, which befell her in the death of her betrothed under peculiarly painful circumstances. In other respects her life was uneventful, and occupied chiefly in the discharge of such domestic and social duties as usually fall to the lot of the eldest daughter of a village pastor. She was buried in Broughton churchyard. [Rev W. R. Stevenson, M.A.] A large number of Miss Steele's hymns are in common use, the larger proportion being in American hymnbooks. In addition to "Almighty Maker of my frame," “Far from these narrow scenes of night," "Father of mercies in Thy word," and others annotated under their respective first lines, there are also:— i. From her Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, 1760, vols. i., ii. 1. Come, let our souls adore the Lord. Pleading for Mercy. One of two hymns "On the Fast, Feb. 11, 1757," the first being "While justice waves her vengeful hand." 2. Come, tune ye saints, your noblest strains. Christ Dying and Rising. 3. Deep are the wounds which sin has made. Christ, the Physician. 4. Enslaved by sin, and bound in chains. Redemption. 5. Eternal power, almighty God. Divine Condescension. 6. Eternal Source of joys divine. Divine Assurance desired. 7. Great God, to Thee my evening song. Evening. 8. Great Source of boundless power and grace. Desiring to Trust in God. 9. Hear, gracious [God] Lord, my humble moan [prayer] . The presence of God desired. 10. Hear, O my God, with pity hear. Ps. cxliii. 11. How long shall earth's alluring toys ? On Longing after unseen pleasures. 12. How lovely, how divinely sweet. Ps. lxxziv. 13. How oft, alas, this wretched heart. Pardoning Love. 14. In vain my roving thoughts would find. Lasting Happiness. 15. Jesus, the spring of joys divine. Christ the Way. 16. Lord, how mysterious are Thy ways. Providence. 17. Lord, Thou hast been Thy Children's God. Ps. xc. 18. Lord, we adore Thy boundless grace. Divine Bounty. 19. Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys. Creation and Providence. 20. Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove. Passiontide. 21. My God, 'tis to Thy mercy seat. Divine Mercy. 22. My God, to Thee I call. Lent. 23. O for a sweet, inspiring ray. The Ascended Saviour. 24. O Thou Whose tender mercy hears. Lent. 25. Permit me, Lord, to seek Thy face. Strength and Safety in God alone. 26. Should famine o'er the mourning field. During Scarcity. 27. So fades the lovely, blooming flower. Death of a Child. 28. Stretched on the Cross the Saviour dies. Good Friday. 29. The Lord, my Shepherd and my Guide. Ps.xxiii. 30. The Lord, the God of glory reigns. Ps. xciii. 31. The Saviour calls; let every ear. The Invitation. 32. There is a glorious world on high. True Honour. 33. Thou lovely [only] Source of true delight. Desiring to know Jesus. 34. Thou only Sovereign of my heart. Life in Christ alone. 35. To Jesus, our exalted Lord. Holy Communion. 36. To our Redeemer's glorious Name. Praise to the Redeemer. 37. To your Creator, God. A Rural Hymn. 38. When I survey life's varied scene. Resignation. 39. When sins and fears prevailing rise. Christ the Life of the Soul. 40. Where is my God? does He retire. Rreathing after God. 41. While my Redeemer's near. The Good Shepherd. 42. Why sinks my weak desponding mind? Hope in God. 43. Ye earthly vanities, depart. Love for Christ desired. 44. Ye glittering toys of earih adieu. The Pearl of great Price. 45. Ye humble souls, approach your God. Divine Goodness. ii. From the Bristol Baptist Collection of Ash & Evans, 1769. 46. Come ye that love the Saviour's Name. Jesus, the King of Saints. 47. How helpless guilty nature lies. Need of Receiving Grace. 48. Praise ye the Lord let praise employ. Praise. iii. Centos and Altered Texts, 49. How blest are those, how truly wise. True honour. From "There is a glorious world on high." 50. How far beyond our mortal view. Christ the Supreme Beauty. From "Should nature's charms to please the eye," 1760, st. iii. 51. In vain I trace creation o'er. True happiness. From "When fancy spreads her boldest wings," 1760, st. ii. 52. Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky? Praise to Jesus. From “Jesus, in Thy transporting name," 1760, st. iv. 53. Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye. Breathing after God. From No. 40, st. v. 54. Lord, in the temple of Thy grace. Christ His people's Joy. From "The wondering nations have beheld," 1760, st. iii. 55. My God, O could I make the claim. Part of No. 9 above. 56. My soul, to God, its source, aspires. God, the Soul's only Portion. From "In vain the world's alluring smile," st. iii. 57. O could our thoughts and wishes fly. Part of No. 11 above, st. iv. 58. O for the eye of faith divine. Death anticipated. From "When death appears before my sight," 1760, st. iii., vii., viii. altered, with opening stanzas from another source. 59. O Jesus, our exalted Head. Holy Communion. From "To Jesus, our exalted Lord." See No. 35. 60. O world of bliss, could mortal eyes. Heaven. From "Far from these narrow scenes of night." 61. See, Lord, Thy willing subjects bow. Praise to Christ. From "O dearer to my thankful heart," 1780, st. 5. 62. Stern winter throws his icy chains. Winter. From "Now faintly smile day's hasty hours," 1760, st. ii. 63. Sure, the blest Comforter is nigh. Whitsuntide. From "Dear Lord, and shall Thy Spirit rest," 1760, st. iii. 64. The God of my salvation lives. In Affliction. From, "Should famine, &c," No. 26, st. iv. 65. The Gospel, O what endless charms. The Gospel of Redeeming Love. From "Come, Heavenly Love, inspire my song." 66. The mind was formed lo mount sublime. The Fettered Mind. From "Ah! why should this immortal mind?" 1760, st. ii. 67. The once loved form now cold and dead. Death of a Child. From "Life is a span, a fleeting hour," 1760, st. iii. 68. Thy gracious presence, O my God. Consolation in Affliction. From "In vain, while dark affliction spreads," 1780, st. iv. 69. Thy kingdom, Lord, for ever stands. Ps. cxlv. From "My God, my King, to Thee I'll raise," 1760, st. xii. 70. Triumphant, Christ ascends on high. Ascension. From "Come, Heavenly Love, inspire my song," 1760, st. xxxii. 71. When blest with that transporting view. Christ the Redeemer. From "Almighty Father, gracious Lord," 1760, st. xi. 72. When death before my sight. Death Anticipated. From "When death appears before my sight," 1760. 73. When gloomy thoughts and boding fears. Com¬forts of Religion. From "O blest religion, heavenly fair," 1760, st. ii. 74. When weary souls with sin distrest. Invitation to Rest. From "Come, weary souls, with sin distressed," 1760. 75. Whene'er the angry passions rise. Example of Christ. From “And is the gospel peace and love?" 1760, st. ii. All the foregoing hymns are in D. Sedgwick's reprint of Miss Steele's Hymns, 1863. --Excerpts from John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907) ==================== Steele, Anne, p. 1089, i., Additional hymns in common use: 1. Amazing love that stoop'd so low. Thankfulness. From "O dearer to my thankful heart," 1780, iii. 2. Bright scenes of bliss, unclouded skies. Saved by Hope. Poems, 1760, i. p. 228. 3. Jesus demands this heart of mine. Pardon De¬sired. Poems, 1760, i. p. 120. 4. Jesus, Thou Source divine. Christ the Way. Poems, 1760, i. p. 53, altered. 5. Lord, how mysterious are Thy ways. Mysteries of Providence. Poems, 1760, i. p. 131. 6. Lord^in Thy great, Thy glorious Name. Ps. xxxi. Poems, 1760, ii. p. 158. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)

Hugh Wilson

1766 - 1824 Topics: Third Sunday in Lent Composer of "AVON" in Evangelical Lutheran hymnal Hugh Wilson (b. Fenwick, Ayrshire, Scotland, c. 1766; d. Duntocher, Scotland, 1824) learned the shoemaker trade from his father. He also studied music and mathematics and became proficient enough in various subjects to become a part-­time teacher to the villagers. Around 1800, he moved to Pollokshaws to work in the cotton mills and later moved to Duntocher, where he became a draftsman in the local mill. He also made sundials and composed hymn tunes as a hobby. Wilson was a member of the Secession Church, which had separated from the Church of Scotland. He served as a manager and precentor in the church in Duntocher and helped found its first Sunday school. It is thought that he composed and adapted a number of psalm tunes, but only two have survived because he gave instructions shortly before his death that all his music manuscripts were to be destroyed. Bert Polman

Samuel Sebastian Wesley

1810 - 1876 Person Name: Samuel S. Wesley Topics: The Church Year Third Sunday in Lent Composer of "[O Thou before whose presence]" in The Lutheran Hymnary Samuel Sebastian Wesley (b. London, England, 1810; d. Gloucester, England, 1876) was an English organist and composer. The grandson of Charles Wesley, he was born in London, and sang in the choir of the Chapel Royal as a boy. He learned composition and organ from his father, Samuel, completed a doctorate in music at Oxford, and composed for piano, organ, and choir. He was organist at Hereford Cathedral (1832-1835), Exeter Cathedral (1835-1842), Leeds Parish Church (1842­-1849), Winchester Cathedral (1849-1865), and Gloucester Cathedral (1865-1876). Wesley strove to improve the standards of church music and the status of church musicians; his observations and plans for reform were published as A Few Words on Cathedral Music and the Music System of the Church (1849). He was the musical editor of Charles Kemble's A Selection of Psalms and Hymns (1864) and of the Wellburn Appendix of Original Hymns and Tunes (1875) but is best known as the compiler of The European Psalmist (1872), in which some 130 of the 733 hymn tunes were written by him. Bert Polman
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