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Beulah Land

Author: Edgar Page Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 316 hymnals First Line: I've reached the land of corn and wine Refrain First Line: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land Lyrics: 1 I’ve reached the land of corn and wine, And all its riches freely mine; Here shines undimmed one blissful day, For all my night has passed away. Refrain: O Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land, As on thy highest mount I stand, I look away across the sea, Where mansions are prepared for me, And view the shining glory shore, My heav’n, my home forevermore! 2 My Savior comes and walks with me, And sweet communion here have we; He gently leads me by His hand, For this is Heaven’s borderland. [Refrain] 3 A sweet perfume upon the breeze, Is borne from ever vernal trees, And flow’rs that never fading grow Where streams of life forever flow. [Refrain] 4 The zephyrs seem to float to me, Sweet sounds of Heaven’s melody, As angels with the white-robed throng Join in the sweet redemption song. [Refrain] Scripture: Deuteronomy 8:7-10 Used With Tune: [I've reached the land of corn and wine] Text Sources: Timeless Truths (http://library.timelesstruths.org/music/Beulah_Land); Anonymous/Unknown, The Blue Book (93)

Wir Glauben All' An Einen Gott

Author: Martin Luther Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 20 hymnals First Line: Wir glauben All’ an einen Gott Lyrics: 1 Wir glauben All’ an einen Gott, Schöpfer Himmels und der Erden, Der sich zum Vater geben hat, Dass wir seine Kinder werden. Er will uns allzeit ernähren, Leib und Seel’ auch wohl bewahren, Allem Unfall will er wehren, Kein Leid soll uns widerfahren, Er sorget für uns, hüt’t und wacht, Es steht Alles in seiner Macht. 2 Wir glauben auch an Jesum Christ, Seinen Sohn und unser’n Herren, Der ewig bei dem Vater ist, Gleicher Gott von Macht und Ehren, Von Maria der Jungfrauen Ist ein wahrer Mensch geboren Durch den heil’gen Geist im Glauben, Für uns, die wir war’n verloren, Am Kreuz gestorben, und vom Tod Wieder auferstanden durch Gott. 3 Wir glauben an den heil’gen Geist, Gott mit Vater und dem Sohne, Der aller Blöden Troester heisst Und mit Gaben zieret schöne Die ganz’ Christenheit auf Erden, Hält in einem Sinn gar eben, Hie all’ Suend’ vergeben werden, Das Fleisch soll auch wieder leben. Nach diesem Elend ist bereit. Used With Tune: WIR GLAUBEN ALL

O Friend of Souls, how well is me

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Wolfgang C. Deszler Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: O Friend of Souls, how well is me, Whene'er Thy love my spirit calms! From sorrow's dungeon forth I flee, And hide me in Thy shelt'ring arms. The night of weeping flies away Before the heart-reviving ray Of love, that beams from out Thy breast; Here is my heaven on earth begun; Who were not joyful had he won In Thee, O God, his joy and rest! The world may call herself my foe, So be it; for I trust her not, E'en though a friendly face she show, And with her bounties heap my lot. In Thee alone will I rejoice, Thou art the Friend, Lord, of my choice, For Thou art true when friendships fail; 'Mid storms of woe Thy truth is still My anchor; hate me as it will, The world shall o'er me ne'er prevail. Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest, I follow leaning on Thy hand; From out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest, And giv'st him water from the sand. I know Thy wondrous ways will end In love and blessing, Thou true Friend, Enough if Thou art ever near! I know, whom Thou wilt glorify, And raise o'er sun and stars on high, Thou lead'st through depths and darkness here. To others Death seems dark and grim, But not, Thou Life of life, to me; I know Thou ne'er forsakest him Whose heart and spirit rest in Thee. Oh who would fear his journey's close, If from dark woods and lurking foes, He then found safety and release? Nay, rather with a joyful heart From this dark region I depart To Thy eternal light and peace. O Friend of souls, then well indeed Is me, when on Thy love I lean! The world, nor pain, nor death I heed, Since Thou, my God, my joy hast been. Oh let this peace that Thou hast given Be but a foretaste of Thy heaven, For goodness infinite is Thine. Hence, world, with all thy flattering toys! In God alone be all my joys; Oh rich delight, my Friend is mine!

We All Believe in One True God

Author: Martin Luther; H. Bruecker Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 11 hymnals First Line: We all believe in one true God, Who created earth and heaven Text Sources: The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941 (Tr.) alt.

Sanctified by Faith

Author: D. S. Warner Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 10 hymnals First Line: Why should a doubt or fear arise Refrain First Line: I'm fully Thine, yes, wholly Thine Lyrics: 1 Why should a doubt or fear arise, As this poor little all of mine I lay a living sacrifice, All on the altar, Christ divine? Refrain: I’m fully Thine, yes, wholly Thine, All on the altar, Christ divine; The word of Jesus I believe, The Sanctifier I receive; All on the altar I abide, And Jesus says I’m sanctified. 2 Ah, not a moment more I’ll doubt, And not a moment longer wait; He shed His blood to sanctify, He suffered death without the gate. [Refrain] 3 By faith I venture on His Word, My doubts are o’er, the vict’ry won; He said the altar sanctifies, I just believe Him, and ’tis done. [Refrain] 3 Through all my soul I feel His pow’r, And in the precious, cleansing wave I wash my garments white this hour, And prove His utmost pow’r to save. [Refrain]

Yes, there remaineth yet a rest!

Author: Kunth; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: Yes, there remaineth yet a rest! Arise, sad heart, who now dost pine, By heavy care and pain opprest, On whom no sun of joy can shine; Look to the Lamb! in yon bright fields Thou'lt know the joy His presence yields; Cast off thy load and thither haste; Soon shalt thou fight and bleed no more, Soon, soon thy weary course be o'er, And deep the rest thou then shalt taste: The rest appointed thee of God, The rest that nought shall break or move, That ere this earth by man was trod Was set apart for thee by Love. Our Saviour gave His life to win This rest for thee; oh enter in! Here how His voice sounds far and wide: Ye weary souls, no more delay, Nor loiter faithless by the way, Here in my peace and rest abide! Ye heavy-laden, come to Him! Ye who are bent with many a load, Come from your prisons drear and dim, Toil not thus sadly on your road! Ye've borne the burden of the day, And hear ye not your Saviour say, I am your refuge and your rest? His children ye, of heavenly birth, Howe'er may rage sin, hell, or earth, Here are ye safe, here calmly blest. Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring, Whose seed was sown on earth in tears; There in our Father's house we sing The song too sweet for mortal ears. Sorrow and sighing all are past, And pain and death are fled at last, There with the Lamb of God we dwell, He leads us to the crystal river, He wipes away all tears for ever; What there is ours no tongue can tell. Hunger nor thirst can pain us there, The time of recompense is come, Nor cold nor scorching heat we bear, Safe sheltered in our Saviour's home. The Lamb is in the midst; and those Who followed Him through shame and woes, Are crowned with honour, joy, and peace. The dry bones gather life again, One Sabbath over all shall reign, Wherein all toil and labour cease. There is untroubled calm and light, No gnawing care shall mar our rest; Ye weary, heed this word aright, Come, lean upon your Saviour's breast. Fain would I linger here no more, Fain to yon happier world upsoar, And join that bright expectant band. Oh raise, my soul, the joyful song That rings through yon triumphant throng; Thy perfect rest is nigh at hand.

God of our fathers, unto thee

Author: A. C. Ainger Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals

Now rests her soul in Jesu's arms

Author: Allendorf; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: Now rests her soul in Jesu's arms, Her body in the grave sleeps well, His heart her death-chilled heart re-warms, And rest more deep than tongue can tell, Her few brief hours of conflict passed,— She finds with Christ, her Friend, at last; She bathes in tranquil seas of peace, God wipes away her tears, she feels New life that all her languor heals, The glory of the Lamb she sees. She hath escaped all danger now, Her pain and sighing all are fled; The crown of joy is on her brow, Eternal glories o'er her shed, In golden robes, a queen, a bride, She standeth at her Sovereign's side, She sees His face unveiled and bright; With joy and love He greets her soul, She feels herself made inly whole, A lesser light amid His light. The child hath now its Father seen, And feels what kindling love may be, And knoweth what those words may mean, "Himself, the Father, loveth thee." A shoreless ocean, an abyss Unfathomed, filled with good and bliss, Now breaks on her enraptured sight; She sees God's face, she learneth there What this shall be, to be His heir, Joint-heir with Christ, her Lord, in light. The body rests, its labours over, And sleeps till Christ shall bid it wake; The dust that earth and darkness cover, Then as a sun its tomb shall break. Ah, with what joy it rises then To meet the perfect soul again! Redeemed from death, no more to sever, At that great marriage feast shall they With all the saints their homage pay, And worship there the Lamb for ever. We who yet wander through the waste, In faith long after Thee on high; While here the bread of tears we taste, We think upon that home of joy, Where we (who knows how soon?) shall meet With all the saints at Jesu's feet, And dwell with Him for ever there. We shall see God; how deep the bliss We know not yet that lies in this; Lord Jesus, come, our hearts prepare!

Thrice-Holy Name!

Author: Francis T. Palgrave Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Thrice-holy name! that sweeter sounds Lyrics: 1. Thrice-holy name! that sweeter sounds Than streams which down the valley run, And tells of more than human love, And more than human power, in one: First from the gracious herald heard, Heard since through all the choirs on high; O child of Mary, Son of God, Eternal, hear Thy children’s cry! While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! 2. Within our dim-eyed souls call up The vision of Thine earthly years; The mount of the transfigured form; The garden of the bitter tears; The cross upreared in darkening skies; The thorn-wreathed head, the bleeding side; And whisper in the heart, For you, For you, I left the Heav’ns, and died, While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! 3. Ah! with faith’s inward piercing eye The riven rock-hewn bed we see, Whence Thou in triumph hast gone forth By death from death to make us free! And when on earth’s last awful day The judgment-seat of God shall shine, Lift Thou our trembling eyes to read In Thy dear face the mercy-sign. While at the blessèd name we bow, Lord Jesus, be among us now! Used With Tune: NOMEN TERSANCTUM Text Sources: School Guardian, 1883

Many a gift did Christ impart

Author: Ernst Lange; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: Many a gift did Christ impart, Noblest of them all is Love, Love, a balm within the heart That can all its pains remove; Love, a star most bright and pure; Love, a gem of priceless worth, Richer than man knows on earth; Love, like beauty, strong to lure; Love, like joy, makes man her thrall, Strong to please and conquer all. Love can give us all things; here Use and beauty cannot sever; Love can raise us to that sphere Whence the soul tends heavenwards ever; Though one speak with angel tongues Bravest words of strength and fire, If no love his heart inspire, They are but as fleeting songs; All his eloquence shall pass, As the noise of sounding brass. Science with her keen-eyed glance, All the wisdom of the world, Mysteries that the soul entrance, Faith that mighty hills had hurled From their ancient seats;--all this, Wherein man takes most his pride, Valueless is cast aside, If the spirit there we miss, That can work from love alone, Not from pride in what is known. Though I lavished all I have On the poor in charity; Though I shrank not from the grave, Or unmoved the stake could see; Though my body here were given To the all-consuming flame; If my mind were still the same, Meeter were I not for heaven, Till by Love my works were crowned, Till in Love my strength were found. Faith must conquer, Hope must bloom, As our onward path we wend, Else we came not through the gloom, But with earth they also end: Thou, O Love, doth stretch afar Through the wide eternity, And the soul arrayed in Thee Shines for ever as a star. Faith and hope must pass away, Thou, O Love, endurest aye. Come, thou Spirit of pure Love, Who dost forth from God proceed, Never from my heart remove, Let me all Thy impulse heed; All that seeks self-profit first, Rather than another's good, Whether foe or linked in blood, Let me hold such thought accurst; And my heart henceforward be Ruled, inspired, O Love, by thee!