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My God, who makes the sun to know
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Divine and Moral Songs #HXXV (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
My God, who makes the sun to know
His proper hour to rise;
And, to give light to all below,
Doth send him round the skies:
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When from the chambers of the east
His morning race begins,
He never tires, nor stops to rest,
But round the world he shines.
So, like the sun, would I fulfil
The business of the day;
Begin my work betimes, and still
March on my heavenly way.
Give me, O Lord, thy early grace,
Nor let my soul complain
That the young morning of my day
Has all been spent in vain!
Languages: English
My God, who makes the sun to know
My race is run; my warfare's o'er
Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R55 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
My race is run; my warfare’s o’er;
the solemn hour is nigh,
When, offered up to God, my soul
shall wing its flight on high.
With heav’nly weapons I have fought
the battles of the Lord;
Finished my course, and kept the faith,
depending on his word.
Henceforth there is laid up for me
a crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day
shall place it on my head.
Nor hath the Sov’reign Lord decreed
this prize for me alone;
But for all such as love like me
th’ appearance of his Son.
From ev’ry snare and evil work
his grace shall me defend,
And to his heav’nly kingdom safe
shall bring me in the end.
Scripture: 2 Timothy 4:6-8 Languages: English
My race is run; my warfare's o'er
My heart is fill'd with longing
Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #a4 (1863) Lyrics:
My heart is fill'd with longing
To pass away in peace;
For woes are round me, thronging,
And trials will not cease.
Oh fain would I be hasting
From thee, dark world of gloom,
To gladness everlasting;
O Jesus! quickly come!
Languages: English
My heart is fill'd with longing
Mysteries to be explained hereafter
Author: Beddome Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #XXXV (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Great God of Providence! thy ways Lyrics: 1 Great God of Providence! thy ways
Are hid from mortal sight;
Wrapt in impenetrable shades,
Or cloth'd with dazzling light.
2 The wond'rous methods of thy grace,
Evade the human eye;
The nearer we attempt t' approach,
The farther off they fly.
3 But in the world of bliss above
Where thou dost ever reign,
These mysteries shall be all unveil'd,
And not a doubt remain.
4 The sun of righteousness shall there
His brightest beams display,
And not a hovering cloud obscure
That never-ending day. Topics: Creation and Providence; Providence to be explained hereafter Scripture: John 13:7 Languages: English
Mysteries to be explained hereafter
Mysteries to be explained hereafter
Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #XXIV (1799) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Great God of providence! thy ways Lyrics: 1 Great God of providence! thy ways
Are hid from mortal sight;
Wrapt in impenetrable shades,
Or cloth'd with dazzling light.
2 The wond'rous methods of thy grace,
Evade the human eye;
The nearer we attempt t' approach,
The farther off they fly.
3 But in the world of bliss above,
Where thou dost ever reign,
These myst'ries shall be all unveil'd,
And not a doubt remain.
4 The sun of righteousness shall there
His brightest beams display,
And not a hovering cloud obscure
That never-ending day. Topics: Mysteries To be explained; Providence To be explained hereafter; Mysteries To be explained; Providence To be explained hereafter Scripture: John 13:7 Languages: English
Mysteries to be explained hereafter
My Flesh is Meat indeed
Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CLXXVII (1790) First Line: Here at thy table, Lord, we meet Lyrics: 1 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet
To feed on food divine;
Thy Body is the bread we eat,
The precious blood the wine.
2 He that prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies,
And then invites us thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
3 Sure there was never love so free,
Dear Saviour, so divine;
Well thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.
4 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart,
My soul, my strength, my all,
With life itself I'll freely part,
My Jesus, at thy call.
Topics: Lord's Supper Scripture: John 6:65 Languages: English
My Flesh is Meat indeed
My flesh is meat indeed
Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDLXXXIII (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed Lyrics: 1 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet,
To feed on food divine:
Thy body is the bread we eat,
The precious blood the wine.
2 He that prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies;
And then invites us, thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
3 The bitter torments he endur'd
Upon the shameful cross,
For us, his welcome guests, procur'd
These heart-reviving joys.
4 His body torn with rudest hands,
Becomes the finest bread;
And with the blessing he commands,
Our noblest hopes are fed.
5 His blood, that from each opening vein
In Purple torrents ran,
Hath fill'd this cup with gen'rous wine,
That cheers both God and man.
6 Sure there was never love so free,
Dear Savior, so divine!
Well thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.
7 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart
My soul, my strength, my all:
With life itself I'll freely part,
My Jesus at thy call.
Topics: The Lord's Supper Scripture: John 6:53-55 Languages: English
My flesh is meat indeed
My Flesh is Meat indeed
Author: Stennett Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #CLXXVII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Here at thy table, Lord, we meet Lyrics: 1 Here at thy table, Lord, we meet
To feed on food divine;
Thy body is the bread we eat,
The precious blood the wine.
2 He that prepares this rich repast,
Himself comes down and dies;
And then invites us, thus to feast
Upon the sacrifice.
3 The bitter torments he endur'd
Upon the shameful cross,
For us, his welcome guests, procur'd
These heart-reviving joys.
4 His body torn with rudest hands,
Becomes the finest bread;
And with the blessing he commands,
Our noblest hopes are fed.
5 His blood that from each opening vein
In purple torrents ran,
Hath fill'd this cup with gen'rous wine,
That cheers both God and man.
6 Sure there was never love so free,
Dear Saviour, so divine!
Well thou may'st claim that heart of me,
Which owes so much to thine.
7 Yes, thou shalt surely have my heart,
My soul, my strength, my all:
With life itself I'll freely part,
My Jesus, at thy call. Topics: Lord's Supper Languages: English
My Flesh is Meat indeed
My Body given for You
Author: Beddome Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #CCCXXII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes Lyrics: 1 Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes
Beholds thy wond'rous sacrifice,
Love rises to an ardent flame,
And we all other hope disclaim.
2 With cold affections who can see
The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree,
Thy flowing tears, and purple sweat,
Thy bleeding hands, and head, and feet?
3 Look, saints, into his op'ning side,
The breach how large, how deep, how wide!
Thence issues forth a double flood,
Of cleansing water, pard'ning blood.
4 Hence, O my soul, a balsam flows,
To heal thy wounds and cure thy woes;
Immortal joys come streaming down,
Joys, like his griefs, immense, unknown.
5 Thus I could sit, and ever sing,
The suff'rings of my heav'nly King;
With glowing pleasure spread abroad
The myst'ries of a dying God. Topics: Hymns, adapted to the Celebration of the Lord's Supper Scripture: Luke 22:15-20 Languages: English
My Body given for You
My Grace is sufficient for thee
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CXLV (1791) First Line: Kind are the Words that Jesus speaks Lyrics: 1 Kind are the Words that Jesus speaks,
To chear the drooping Saint;
"My Grace sufficient is for you,
"Tho' Nature's Powers may faint.
2 My Grace its Glories shall display,
And make your Griefs remove;
"Your Weakness shall the Triumph tell
Of Boundless Pow'r and Love."
3 what though my Griefs are not remov'd,
Yet why should I dispair?
While my kind Saviours Arms support
I can the Burden bear.
4 Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord!
'Tis good to trust thy Name:
Thy Power, thy Faithfulness and Love
Will ever be the same.
5 Weak as I am, yet thro' thy Grace
I all Things can perform;
And smiling Triumph in thy Name,
Amid'st the raging Storm. Scripture: 2 Corinthians 12:9 Languages: English
My Grace is sufficient for thee
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