Instance Results

‹ Return to hymnal
Switch back to the old search page.Advanced Search
Hymnal, Number:hrgc1892✖
In:instances✖

Planning worship? Check out our sister site, ZeteoSearch.org, for 20+ additional resources related to your search.
Showing 1 - 20 of 1,061Results Per Page: 102050
TextPage scan

A charge to keep I have

Author: Rev. Chas. Wesley Hymnal: HRGC1892 #501 (1894) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. 2 From youth to hoary age, My calling to fulfill: Oh, may it all my powers engage To do my Master's will! 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in Thy sight to live, And oh, Thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give! 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on Thyself rely, Steadfast to walk on Christ's dear way And God to glorify. Amen. Topics: Watchfulness Languages: English Tune Title: [A charge to keep I have]
A charge to keep I have
TextPage scan

A few more years shall roll

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #203a (1894) Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set, O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, Who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen. Topics: The Old Year; Parochial Missions Languages: English Tune Title: [A few more years shall roll]
A few more years shall roll
TextPage scan

A few more years shall roll

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #203b (1894) Lyrics: 1 A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb; Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 2 A few more suns shall set, O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 3 A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 4 A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. 5 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, Who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away. Amen. Topics: The Old Year Languages: English Tune Title: [A few more years shall roll]
A few more years shall roll
TextPage scan

A tower of strength our God doth stand

Author: H. J. Buckoll; Marin Luther Hymnal: HRGC1892 #416 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A tower of strength our God doth stand, A shield and sure defender: True help from all our woes, His hand Thro' life doth freely render. Our foe hath fixed his purpose fell, with might and craft he's arm'd full well, On earth is not his fellow. 2 With force of arms we nothing can: Full soon were we o'erridden: But for us fights the goodly man Whom God Himself hath bidden. Ask ye His Name? 'Tis Christ our Lord, The God of Hosts alone adored, Our Champion, none dare brave Him. 3 Should hell's whole legion round us press, All banded to devour us, Yet this should work us good success, Nor fear e'en then o'erpower us: Though this world's prince look fierce and bold, It maters not, his doom is told, A single word can foil him. 4 Our foes must let the Word stand sure; No thanks for this they're reaping; God's Spirit in His way secure, God's grace our souls is keeping; Those foes may spoil all earthly bliss; Let be! they win no gain from this, God's kingdom still is left us. Amen. Topics: Protection Languages: English Tune Title: EIN FESTE BURG
A tower of strength our God doth stand
TextPage scan

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12a (1894) Lyrics: 1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 5 Hold Thou the cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
TextPage scan

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12b (1894) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: 1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 5 Hold Thou the cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
TextPage scan

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12c (1894) Lyrics: 1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 5 Hold Thou the cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
TextPage scan

Abide with me: fast falls the eventide

Author: Rev. H. F. Lyte Hymnal: HRGC1892 #12d (1894) Lyrics: 1 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide: When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away, Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou Who changest not, abide with me. 3 I need Thy presence every passing hour; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 5 Hold Thou the cross before my closing eyes: Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee: In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me. Amen. Topics: Fellowship with God; Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [Abide with me: fast falls the eventide]
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
TextPage scan

Above the clear blue sky

Author: Mary Bourdillon Hymnal: HRGC1892 #570 (1894) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Lyrics: 1 Above the clear blue sky, In heaven's bright abode, The angel host on high Sing praises to their God: Alleluia! They love to sing To God their King Alleluia! 2 But God from children's tongues On earth receiveth praise; We then our cheerful songs In sweet accord will raise: Alleluia! We too will sing To God our King Alleluia! 3 O blessèd Lord, Thy truth To all Thy flock impart, And teach us in our youth To know Thee as Thou art. Alleluia! Then shall we sing To God our King Alleluia! 4 Oh, may thy holy Word Spread all the world around! And all with one accord Uplift the joyful sound: Alleluia! All then shall sing To God their King Alleluia! Amen. Topics: For Children Languages: English Tune Title: [Above the clear blue sky]
Above the clear blue sky
TextPage scan

According to Thy gracious word

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #233a (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The cup, Thy precious blood, I take, And thus remember Thee? 3 Gethsemane, can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee. 5 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy Kingdom come, Then, Lord, remember me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [According to Thy gracious word]
According to Thy gracious word
TextPage scan

According to Thy gracious word

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #233b (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; The cup, Thy precious blood, I take, And thus remember Thee? 3 Gethsemane, can I forget? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee. 5 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy Kingdom come, Then, Lord, remember me. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [According to Thy gracious word]
According to Thy gracious word
TextPage scan

Across the sky the shades of night

Author: Rev. James Hamilton Hymnal: HRGC1892 #202 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Across the sky the shades of night This Winter's eve are fleeting: We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light, In solemn worship meeting: And as the year's last hours go by, We lift to Thee our earnest cry. Once more Thy love entreating. 2 Before the cross, subdued we bow, To Thee our prayers addressing; Recounting all Thy mercies now, And all our sins confessing; Beseeching Thee, this coming year, To hold us in Thy faith and fear, And crown us with Thy blessing. 3 And, while we kneel, we lift our eyes To dear ones gone before us, Safe housed with Thee in Paradise, Whose peace descendeth o'er us: And beg of Thee, when life is past, To re-unite us all, at last, And to our loss restore us. 4 We gather up, in this brief hour, The memory of Thy mercies: Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power, Our grateful song rehearses: For Thou hast been our strength and stay, In many a dark and dreary day Of sorrow and reverses. 5 In many an hour, when fear and dread, Like evil spells have bound us, And clouds were gathering overhead, Thy providence hath found us: In many a night when waves run high, Thy gracious presence drawing nigh Hath made all calm around us. 6 Then, O Great God, in years to come, Whatever fate betide us, Right onward through our journey home Be Thou at hand to guide us: Nor leave us till, at close of life, Safe from all perils, toil, and strife, Heaven shall unfold and hide us. Amen. Topics: The Old Year Languages: English Tune Title: [Across the sky the shades of night]
Across the sky the shades of night
TextPage scan

All glory, laud, and honor

Author: John M. Neale; St. Theodulph Hymnal: HRGC1892 #90 (1894) Meter: 7.6 First Line: All glory, laud, and honor Lyrics: 1 All glory, laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and blessèd One. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 3 The company of angels Are praising Thee on high; And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went: Our prayers and praise and anthems Before Thee we present. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 5 To Thee before Thy Passion They sang their hymns of praise: To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 6 Thou didst accept their praises; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. All glory laud, and honor, To Thee, Redeemer, King! To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [All glory, laud, and honor]
All glory, laud, and honor
TextPage scan

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: E. Perronet Hymnal: HRGC1892 #450a (1894) Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let Angels prostrate fall: Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call: Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! 3 Hail Him, the heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call; The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! 4 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget, The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! 8 Let every kindred, every tongue, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him crown Him Lord of all! Amen. Topics: Ascensiontide; Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: [All hail the power of Jesus' Name]
All hail the power of Jesus' Name!
TextPage scan

All hail the power of Jesus' Name!

Author: E. Perronet Hymnal: HRGC1892 #450b (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let Angels prostrate fall: Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all! 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call: Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod, And crown Him Lord of all! 3 Hail Him, the heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call; The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown Him Lord of all! 4 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all! 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget, The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all! crown Him Lord of all! 8 Let every kindred, every tongue, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all! Amen. Topics: Ascensiontide; Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: [All hail the power of Jesus' Name]
All hail the power of Jesus' Name!
TextPage scan

All my heart this night rejoices

Author: Miss Winkworth; P. Gerhardt Hymnal: HRGC1892 #538 (1894) Meter: 8.3.3.6 Lyrics: 1 All my heart this night rejoices, As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest angel voices; "Christ is born," their choirs are singing, Till the air Everywhere Now with joy is ringing. 2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat, "Flee from woe and danger! Brethren, come! from all doth grieve you, You are freed; All you need I will surely give you." 3 Come then, let us hasten yonder! Here let all, Great and small, Kneel in awe and wonder! Love Him Who with love is yearning! Hail the Star, That from far Bright with hope is burning! 4 Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish, Live to Thee, And with Thee Dying, shall not perish; But shall dwell with Thee forever, Far on high, In the joy That can alter never. Amen. Topics: For Children Languages: English Tune Title: [All my heart this night rejoices]
All my heart this night rejoices
TextPage scan

All people that on earth do dwell

Author: Rev. W. Kethe Hymnal: HRGC1892 #470 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, Come ye before Him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid He did us make: We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. 3 Oh, enter then His gates with praise, Approach with joy His courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless His Name always, For it is seemly so to do. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is forever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. Amen. Topics: Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: [All people that on earth do dwell]
All people that on earth do dwell
TextPage scan

All praise to Him Who built the hills

Author: Dr. H. Bonar Hymnal: HRGC1892 #463 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 All praise to Him Who built the hills; All praise to Him the streams Who fills; All praise to Him Who lights each star That sparkles in the sky afar. 2 All praise to Him Who wakes the morn, And bids it glow with beams new-born; Who draws the shadows of the night, Like curtains, o'er our wearied sight. 3 All praise to Him Whose love hath given, In Christ His Son, the life of heaven; Who gives us, for our darkness, light, And turns to day our deepest night. 4 All praise to Him in love Who came, To bear our woe, and sin, and shame; Who lived to die, Who died to rise, The all-prevailing the sacrifice. 5 All praise to Him Who sheds abroad Within our hearts the love of God: The Spirit of all truth and peace, The fount of joy and holiness. 6 To Father, Son, and Spirit now Our hands we lift, our knees we bow: To Thee, blest Trinity, we raise E'en here, in exile, songs of praise. Amen. Topics: Adoration; Praise Languages: English Tune Title: [All praise to Him Who built the hills]
All praise to Him Who built the hills
Text

All praise to the Father, the Son

Hymnal: HRGC1892 #D2 (1894) Lyrics: All praise to the Father, the Son, And Spirit, thrice holy and blest, Th' eternal, supreme Three in One, Was, is, and shall still be addressed. Amen. Languages: English
All praise to the Father, the Son
TextPage scan

All praise to Thee, eternal Lord

Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: HRGC1892 #320 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, Eternal Lord, Who wore the garb of flesh and blood; And chose a manger for Thy throne, While worlds on worlds were Thine alone. 2 Once did the skies before Thee bow; A virgin's arms contain Thee now; While angels who in Thee rejoice Now listen for Thine infant voice. 3 A little Child, Thou art our Guest, That weary ones in Thee may rest: Forlorn and lonely is Thy birth, That we may rise to heaven from earth. 4 Thou comest in the darksome night To make us children of the light, To make us, in the realms divine, Like Thine own angels, round Thee shine. 5 All this for us Thy love hath done; By this to Thee our love is won; For this our joyful songs we raise, For this we sing Thee ceaseless praise. Amen. Topics: General Languages: English Tune Title: [All praise to Thee, eternal Lord]
All praise to Thee, eternal Lord

Pages


Export as CSV