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O Thou, in whose presence
Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: The Mennonite Hymnal #273 (1969) Tune Key: a minor First Line: O Thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight Topics: Life in Christ Joy and Peace Tune Title: ZION'S PILGRIM
O Thou, in whose presence
O thou, in whose presence
Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: Hymnal #559 (1992) Tune Key: a minor First Line: O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight Languages: English Tune Title: ZION'S PILGRIM
O thou, in whose presence
O Thou, in Whose Presence
Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: Voices Together #600 (2020) Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Tune Key: a minor First Line: O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight Lyrics: 1 O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight,
on whom in affliction I call,
my comfort by day, and my song in the night,
my hope, my salvation, my all:
Where dost thou, dear Shepherd, resort with thy sheep
to feed in the pastures of love?
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep
or lone in the wilderness rove?
2 Oh, why should I wander an alien from thee
or cry in the desert for bread?
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see
and smile at the tears I have shed.
Yet speak, and ten thousands of angels rejoice;
thy soul-cheering wisdom impart.
Eternity echoes the sound of thy voice
that reaches my desolate heart. Topics: Comfort; Death and Eternal Life; Funeral / Memorial Service; God Presence of; Joy; Praying For Healing; Suffering Scripture: Psalm 23 Tune Title: ZION’S PILGRIM
O Thou, in Whose Presence
His Voice, as the Sound of the Dulcimer Sweet
Author: Joseph Swain Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2445 Tune Key: a minor Lyrics: 1. His voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet,
is heard through the shadows of death;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at His feet,
the air is perfumed with His breath.
His lips as the fountain of righteousness flow,
that waters the garden of grace,
From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know,
and bask in the smiles of His face.
2. O! Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
on whom in affliction I call;
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
my hope, my salvation, my all—
Where dost Thou at noontide resort with Thy sheep,
to feed on the pastures of love?
Say, why in the valley of death should I weep,
or ’lone in the wilderness rove?
3. O! why should I wander an alien from thee,
and cry in the desert for bread?
Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see,
and smile at the tears I have shed.
Ye daughters of Zion, declare, have you seen
the star that on Israel shone?
Say if in your tents my belovèd hath been,
and where, with His flock, is He gone?
4. What is thy belovèd, thou dignified fair?
What excellent beauties hath He?
His charms and perfections be pleased to declare,
that we may embrace Him with thee.
This is my belovèd, His form is divine;
His vestments shed odor around;
The locks on His head are as grapes on the vine,
when autumn with plenty is crowned.
5. The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow
in the vales, on the banks of the streams
On His cheeks in the beauty of excellence blow;
His eyes are as quivers of beams.
His voice as the sound of the dulcimer sweet
is heard through the shadows of death;
The cedars of Lebanon bow at His feet,
the air is perfumed with His breath. Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
His Voice, as the Sound of the Dulcimer Sweet
His voice as the sound of a dulcimer sweet
Hymnal: Folk Hymns of America #20 (1938) Tune Key: d minor Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
His voice as the sound of a dulcimer sweet
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Author: Joy F. Patterson Hymnal: New Hymns for Children #4 (1982) Meter: 11.8.11.8.11.8.11.8 Tune Key: f minor Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Author: Joy F. Patterson Hymnal: Glory to God #77 (2013) Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Tune Key: f minor Lyrics: 1 Isaiah the prophet has written of old
how God’s new creation shall come.
Instead of the thorn tree, the fir tree shall grow;
the wolf shall lie down with the lamb.
The mountains and hills shall burst forth into song,
the peoples be led forth in peace,
for the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of God
as the waters cover the sea.
2 Yet nations still prey on the meek of the world,
and conflict turns parent from child.
Your people despoil all the sweetness of earth;
the briar and the thorn tree grow wild.
God, bring to fruition your will for the earth,
that no one shall hurt or destroy,
that wisdom and justice shall reign in the land
and your people shall go forth in joy.
Topics: God's Covenant with Israel; Justice; World Peace Scripture: Isaiah 11:6-9 Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
O God, Hear My Prayer; Let My Cry Come to You
Author: Carl P. Daw, Jr. Hymnal: Christian Worship #102A (2021) Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Tune Key: f minor Lyrics: 1 O God, hear my prayer; let my cry come to you,
and turn not your face from my need.
My days fade like smoke, all my bones burn like coals,
my heart has dried up like a reed.
I moan like an owl or a lone rooftop bird,
while enemies taunt night and day.
Because of your anger, my bread tastes like ash,
while life wanes and withers away.
2 Yet you are the true God whose throne will endure,
whose ways are both righteous and just.
Restore now the city your servants hold dear,
who cherish its stones and its dust.
Of old you have pitied the prisoners' groans,
freed those under sentence of death.
Once more for your glory reveal your great might,
and we shall sing praise with each breath.
3 My strength fades and fails in the midst of my days,
my life-span feels suddenly brief.
To you, ageless God, will I make my appeal;
preserve me and grant me relief.
You still will remain when the works of your hands
are shrugged off like clothing out-worn.
May praise from the people who honor your name
continue through ages unborn.
Topics: Children; Death; Face of the Lord; Jerusalem; Old Age; Penitential; Peoples; Prayer; Sickness; Weariness; Zion Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTRHA
O God, Hear My Prayer; Let My Cry Come to You
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Author: Joy F. Patterson Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #337 (1990) Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Tune Key: f minor Lyrics: 1 Isaiah the prophet has written of old
How God's earthly kingdom shall come,
Instead of the thorn tree the fir tree shall grow;
The wolf shall lie down with the lamb.
The mountains and hills shall break forth into song,
The peoples be led forth in peace,
For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of God
As the waters cover the seas.
2 Yet nations still prey on the meek of the world,
And conflict turn parent from child.
Your people despoil all the sweetness of earth;
The brier and the thorn grow wild.
Lord, hasten to bring in Your kingdom on earth.
When no one shall hurt or destroy,
When wisdom and justice shall reign in the land
And Your people shall go forth in joy. Scripture: Isaiah 11 Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
Author: Joy F. Patterson, 1931- Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #532 (2003) Meter: 11.8.11.8 D Tune Key: f minor Lyrics: 1 Isaiah the prophet has written of old
how God's new creation shall come.
Instead of the thorn tree, the fir tree shall grow;
the wolf shall lie down with the lamb.
The mountains and hills shall break forth into song,
the peoples be led forth in peace,
for the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of God
as the waters cover the seas.
2 Yet nations still prey on the meek of the world,
and conflict turns parent from child.
Your people despoil all the sweetness of earth,
the brier and the thorn tree grow wild.
God, bring to fruition your will for the earth,
that no one shall hurt or destroy,
when wisdom and justice shall reign in the land
and your people shall go forth in joy.
Scripture: Isaiah 55:12-13 Languages: English Tune Title: SAMANTHRA
Isaiah the Prophet Has Written of Old
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