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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 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

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 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

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

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

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

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]

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]

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

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]

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]

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 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!

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 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 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 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 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 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, my God, this night

Author: Bishop Ken Hymnal: HRGC1892 #18 (1894) Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 4 Oh, may my sleep on Thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close; Sleep that shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. 6 Oh, when shall I, in endless day, Forever chase dark sleep away, And hymns divine with angels sing, All praise to Thee, eternal King? 7 Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, angelic host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. Topics: Daily Prayer Evening Languages: English Tune Title: [All praise to Thee, my God, this night]

Alleluia! Alleluia!

Author: Bp. C. Wordsworth Hymnal: HRGC1892 #123 (1894) Meter: 8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Alleluia! Alleluia! Hearts and voices heavenward raise: Sing to God a hymn of gladness, Sing to God a hymn of praise: He, Who on the cross a victim, For the world's salvation bled, Jesus Christ, the King of glory, Now is risen from the dead. 2 Now the iron bars are broken, Christ from death to life is born, Glorious life, and life immortal, On this holy Easter morn: Christ has triumphed, and we conquer By His mighty enterprise, We with Him to life eternal By His resurrection rise. 3 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits Of the holy harvest-field, Which will all its full abundance At His second coming yield: Then the golden ears of harvest Will their heads before Him wave, Ripened by His glorious sunshine From the furrows of the grave. 4 Christ is risen, we are risen! Shed upon us heavenly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory From the brightness of Thy face: That, with hearts in heaven dwelling, We on earth may fruitful be, And by angel-hands be gathered, And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 5 Alleluia! Alleluia! Glory be to God on high; Alleluia to the Saviour Who has won the victory; Alleluia to the Spirit, Fount of love and sanctity; Alleluia! Alleluia! To the Triune Majesty. Amen. Topics: Eastertide Languages: English Tune Title: [Alleluia! Allleluia!]

Alleluia, sing to Jesus!

Author: Wm. C. Dix Hymnal: HRGC1892 #368 (1894) Meter: 8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the sceptre, His the throne; Alleluia! His the triumph, His the victory alone: Hark! the songs of peaceful Sion Thunder like a mighty flood; Jesus out of every nation Hath redeemed us by His blood. 2 Alleluia! not as orphans Are we left in sorrow now; Alleluia! He is near us, Faith believes, nor questions how: Though the cloud from sight received Him, When the forty days were o'er: Shall our hearts forget His promise, "I am with you evermore"? 3 Alleluia! Bread of Heaven, Thou on earth our Food, our Stay! Alleluia! here the sinful Flee to thee from day to day: Intercessor, Friend of sinners, Earth's Redeemer, plead for me, Where the songs of all the sinless Sweep across the crystal sea. 4 Alleluia! King eternal, Thee the Lord of lords we own; Alleluia! born of Mary, Earth Thy footstool, heaven Thy throne: Thou within the veil hast entered, Robed in flesh, our great High-Priest; Thou on earth both Priest and Victim In the Eucharistic feast. 5 Alleluia! sing to Jesus! His the sceptre, His the throne; Alleluia! His the triumph, His the victory alone; Hark! the songs of holy Sion Thunder like a mighty flood; Jesus out of every nation Hath redeemed us by His blood. Amen. Topics: Eastertide; General; Processional; Adoration; Day of Judgment; Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: [Alleluia! sing to Jesus]

Alleuia, song of gladness

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #73a (1894) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Alleluia, song of gladness Lyrics: 1 Alleluia, song of gladness, Voice of joy that cannot die; Alleluia is the anthem Ever dear to choirs on high; In the house of God abiding Thus they sing eternally. 2 Alleluia thou resoundest, True Jerusalem and free; Alleluia joyful mother. All thy children sing with thee; But by Babylon's sad waters Mourning exiles now are we. 3 Alleluia cannot always Be our song while here below; Alleluia our transgressions Make us for awhile forego: For the solemn time is coming When our tears for sin must flow. 4 Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee, Grant us blessèd Trinity, At the last to keep Thine Easter In our home beyond the sky; There to Thee forever singing Alleluia joyfully. Amen. Topics: Septuagesima Languages: English Tune Title: [Alleluia, song of gladness]

Alleluia, song of gladness

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #73b (1894) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 Alleluia, song of gladness, Voice of joy that cannot die; Alleluia is the anthem Ever dear to choirs on high; In the house of God abiding Thus they sing eternally. 2 Alleluia thou resoundest, True Jerusalem and free; Alleluia joyful mother. All thy children sing with thee; But by Babylon's sad waters Mourning exiles now are we. 3 Alleluia cannot always Be our song while here below; Alleluia our transgressions Make us for awhile forego: For the solemn time is coming When our tears for sin must flow. 4 Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee, Grant us blessèd Trinity, At the last to keep Thine Easter In our home beyond the sky; There to Thee forever singing Alleluia joyfully. Amen. Topics: Septuagesima Tune Title: [Alleluia, song of gladness]

Almighty Father, bless the word

Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #33 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Almighty Father, bless the word Which thro' Thy grace we now have heard; Oh, may the precious seed take root, Spring up, and bear abundant fruit. 2 We praise Thee for the means of grace, Thus in Thy courts to seek Thy face: Grant, Lord, that we who worship here May all, at last, in heaven appear. Amen. Topics: The Lord's Day Languages: English Tune Title: [Almighty Father, bless the word]

Almighty Father, hear our cry

Author: Bp. E. H. Bickersteth Hymnal: HRGC1892 #307 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Almighty Father, hear our cry, As o'er the trackless deep we roam; Be Thou our haven always nigh, On homeless waters, Thou our home. 2 O Jesus, Saviour, at Whose voice The tempest sunk to perfect rest, Bid Thou the fearful heart rejoice, And cleanse and calm the trouble breast. 3 O Holy Ghost, beneath Whose power The ocean woke to life and light, Command Thy blessing in this hour, Thy fostering warmth, Thy quickening might. 4 Great God of our salvation, Thee We love, we worship, we adore; Our refuge on times's changeful sea, Our joy on heaven's eternal shore. Amen. Topics: Travellers by Sea or Land Languages: English Tune Title: [Almighty Father, hear our cry]

Almighty God, Whose only Son

Author: Rev. Sir H. W. Baker Hymnal: HRGC1892 #499 (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Almighty God, Whose only Son O'er sin and death the triumph won, And ever lives to intercede For souls who Thy sweet mercy need; 2 In His dear Name to Thee we pray For all who err and go astray, For sinners, whereso'er they be, Who do not serve and honor Thee. 3 And some within thy sacred fold, To holy tings are dead and cold, And waste the precious hours of life In selfish ease, or toil, or strife; 4 And many a quickened soul within There lurks the secret love of sin, A wayward will, or anxious fears Or lingering taint of bygone years; 5 Oh, give repentance true and deep To all Thy lost and wandering sheep! And kindle in their hearts the fire Of holy love and pure desire; 6 That so from angel hosts above May rise a sweeter song of love, And we, with all the blest, adore Thy Name, O God, for evermore. Amen. Topics: Lay Helpers; Intercession for the Church Languages: English Tune Title: [Almighty God, Whose only Son]

Am I a soldier of the cross

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: HRGC1892 #508a (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause Or blush to speak His Name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise And all Thy armies shine, In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. Amen. Topics: Consecration Languages: English Tune Title: [Am I a soldier of the cross]

Am I a soldier of the cross

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: HRGC1892 #508b (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause Or blush to speak His Name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise And all Thy armies shine, In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. Amen. Topics: Consecration Languages: English Tune Title: [Am I a soldier of the cross]

Ancient of days, Who sittest, throned in glory

Author: Bp. Wm. Croswell Doane Hymnal: HRGC1892 #311 (1894) Meter: 11.10 Lyrics: 1 Ancient of days, Who sittest, throned in glory; To Thee all knees are bent, all voices pray; Thy love has blest the wide world's wondrous story, With light and life since Eden's dawning day. 2 O Holy Father, who hast lead Thy children, In all the ages, with the Fire and Cloud, Through seas dry-shod; through weary wastes bewildering; To Thee, in reverent love, our hearts are bowed. 3 O Holy Jesus, Prince of Peace and Saviour, To Thee we owe the peace that still prevails, Stilling the rude wills of men's wild behaviour, And calming passion's fierce and stormy gales. 4 O Holy Ghost, the Lord and the Life-giver, Thine is the quickening power that gives increase: From Thee have flowed, as from a precious river, Our plenty, wealth, prosperity, and peace. 5 O Triune God, with heart and voice adoring, Praise we the goodness that doth crown our days; Pray we, that Thou wilt hear us, still imploring Thy love and favor, kept to us always. Amen. Topics: General; Processional Languages: English Tune Title: [Ancient of days, Who sittest, throned in glory]

And now, O Father, mindful of the love

Author: Rev. W. Bright Hymnal: HRGC1892 #228a (1894) Lyrics: 1 And now, O Father, mindful of the love That bought us, once for all, on Calvary's tree, And having with us Him that pleads above, We here present, we here spread forth to Thee, That only offering perfect in Thine eyes, The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice. 2 Look, Father, look on His anointed face, And only look on us as found in Him; Look not on our misusings of Thy grace Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim; For lo! between our sins and their reward, We set the Passion of Thy Son our Lord. 3 And then for those, our dearest and our best, By this prevailing presence we appeal; Oh, fold them closer to Thy mercy's breast! Oh, do Thine utmost for their souls' true weal! From tainting mischief keep them white and clear, And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere. 4 And so we come; Oh, draw us to Thy feet, Most patient Savior, Who canst love us still! And by this Food, so awful and so sweet, Deliver us from every touch of ill: In Thine own service make us glad and free, And grant us nevermore to part with Thee. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [And now, O Father, mindful of the love]

And now, O Father, mindful of the love

Author: Rev. W. Bright Hymnal: HRGC1892 #228b (1894) Lyrics: 1 And now, O Father, mindful of the love That bought us, once for all, on Calvary's tree, And having with us Him that pleads above, We here present, we here spread forth to Thee, That only offering perfect in Thine eyes, The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice. 2 Look, Father, look on His anointed face, And only look on us as found in Him; Look not on our misusings of Thy grace Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim; For lo! between our sins and their reward, We set the Passion of Thy Son our Lord. 3 And then for those, our dearest and our best, By this prevailing presence we appeal; Oh, fold them closer to Thy mercy's breast! Oh, do Thine utmost for their souls' true weal! From tainting mischief keep them white and clear, And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere. 4 And so we come; Oh, draw us to Thy feet, Most patient Savior, Who canst love us still! And by this Food, so awful and so sweet, Deliver us from every touch of ill: In Thine own service make us glad and free, And grant us nevermore to part with Thee. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [And now, O Father, mindful of the love]

Angels from the realms of glory

Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #60 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7 Lyrics: 1 Angels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship, Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant-light: Come and worship, Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar: Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen His natal star: Come and worship, Come and worship, Worship Christ the new-born King. 4 Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In His temple shall appear: Come and worship, Come and worship, Worship Christ, the new-born King. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Angels from the realms of glory]

Angels, roll the rock away!

Author: T. Scott; T. Gibbons Hymnal: HRGC1892 #116a (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Angels, roll the rock away! Death yield up the might Prey! See, the Saviour quits the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 2 Shout ye seraphs; angels raise Your eternal song of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo to the blissful sound. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 3 Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Glory as of old to Thee, Now and evermore, shall be. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. Amen. Topics: Eastertide Languages: English Tune Title: [Angels, roll the rock away!]

Angels, roll the rock away!

Author: T. Scott; T. Gibbons Hymnal: HRGC1892 #116b (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Angels, roll the rock away! Death yield up the might Prey! See, the Saviour quits the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 2 Shout ye seraphs; angels raise Your eternal song of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Echo to the blissful sound. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. 3 Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, Glory as of old to Thee, Now and evermore, shall be. Alleluia! alleluia! Christ the Lord is risen to-day. Amen. Topics: Eastertide Languages: English Tune Title: [Angels, roll the rock away!]

Angel-voices, ever singing

Author: Rev. Francis Pott Hymnal: HRGC1892 #304a (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Angel-voices, ever singing Round Thy throne of light; Angel harps, forever ringing, Rest not day nor night; Thousands only live to bless Thee, And confess Thee Lord of might! 2 Lord, we know Thy love rejoices O'er each work of Thine; Thou didst ears and hands and voices For Thy praise combine; Craftsman's art and music's measure For Thy pleasure Didst design. 3 Here, great God, to-day we offer Of Thine own to Thee; And for Thine acceptance proffer, All unworthily, Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, In our choicest Melody. 4 Honor, glory, might, and merit, Thine shall ever be! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Blessèd Trinity! Of the best that Thou hast given Earth and heaven Render Thee! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Angel-voices, ever singing]

Angel-voices, ever singing

Author: Rev. Francis Pott Hymnal: HRGC1892 #304b (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Angel-voices, ever singing Round Thy throne of light; Angel harps, forever ringing, Rest not day nor night; Thousands only live to bless Thee, And confess Thee Lord of might! 2 Lord, we know Thy love rejoices O'er each work of Thine; Thou didst ears and hands and voices For Thy praise combine; Craftsman's art and music's measure For Thy pleasure Didst design. 3 Here, great God, to-day we offer Of Thine own to Thee; And for Thine acceptance proffer, All unworthily, Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, In our choicest Melody. 4 Honor, glory, might, and merit, Thine shall ever be! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Blessèd Trinity! Of the best that Thou hast given Earth and heaven Render Thee! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Angel-voices, ever singing]

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat

Author: Rev. John Newton Hymnal: HRGC1892 #652a (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without, and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place; That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died! 5 O wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name. Amen. Topics: Parochial Missions; Home and Personal Use Languages: English Tune Title: [Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat]

Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat

Author: Rev. John Newton Hymnal: HRGC1892 #652b (1894) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before His feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh; Thou callest burdened souls to Thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By wars without, and fears within, I come to Thee for rest. 4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place; That, sheltered near Thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, Thou hast died! 5 O wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead Thy gracious Name. Amen. Topics: Parochial Missions; Home and Personal Use Languages: English Tune Title: [Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat]

Arise, O Lord, and shine

Author: W. Hurn Hymnal: HRGC1892 #259 (1894) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Arise, O Lord, and shine In all Thy saving might, And prosper each design To spread Thy glorious light: Let healing streams of mercy flow, That all the earth Thy truth may know. 2. Oh, bring the nations near, That they may sing Thy praise; Let all the people hear And learn Thy holy ways: Reign, mighty God, assert Thy cause, And govern by Thy righteous laws. 3. Put forth Thy glorious power: The nations then shall see, And earth present her store, In converts born to Thee: God, our own God, His Church shall bless, And earth be filled with righteousness. Amen. Topics: Intercession for the Church Languages: English Tune Title: [Arise, O Lord, and shine]

Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!

Author: Wm. Shrubsole Hymnal: HRGC1892 #265a (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Arm of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on Thy strength! the nations shake! And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 2 Say to the heathen from Thy throne, I am Jehovah, God alone: Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Sion's time of favor come; Oh, bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every clime, of every name; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!]

Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!

Author: Wm. Shrubsole Hymnal: HRGC1892 #265b (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Arm of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on Thy strength! the nations shake! And let the world adoring see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. 2 Say to the heathen from Thy throne, I am Jehovah, God alone: Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Sion's time of favor come; Oh, bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. 4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim In every clime, of every name; Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!]

Art thou weary, art thou languid?

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #342a (1894) Meter: Irregular First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? “Come to me," saith One, “and coming, Be at rest.” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him If He be my guide? “In His Feet and Hands are wound-prints, And His Side.” 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That His Brow adorns? “Yea, a Crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? “Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past!” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, "Yes.” Topics: Parochial Missions; Confession of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Art thou weary, art thou languid]

Art thou weary, art thou languid?

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #342b (1894) Meter: Irregular First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? “Come to me," saith One, “and coming, Be at rest.” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him If He be my guide? “In His Feet and Hands are wound-prints, And His Side.” 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That His Brow adorns? “Yea, a Crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? “Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past!” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, "Yes.” Topics: Parochial Missions; Confession of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Art thou weary, art thou languid]

Art thou weary, art thou languid?

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #342c (1894) Meter: Irregular First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? “Come to me," saith One, “and coming, Be at rest.” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him If He be my guide? “In His Feet and Hands are wound-prints, And His Side.” 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That His Brow adorns? “Yea, a Crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? “Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past!” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, "Yes.” Topics: Parochial Missions; Confession of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Art thou weary, art thou languid]

Art thou weary, art thou languid?

Author: Rev. J. M. Neale Hymnal: HRGC1892 #342d (1894) Meter: Irregular First Line: Art thou weary, art thou languid Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest? “Come to me," saith One, “and coming, Be at rest.” 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him If He be my guide? “In His Feet and Hands are wound-prints, And His Side.” 3 Is there diadem, as monarch, That His Brow adorns? “Yea, a Crown, in very surety, But of thorns.” 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? “Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear.” 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? “Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan past!” 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? “Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away.” 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, "Yes.” Topics: Parochial Missions; Confession of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: [Art thou weary, art thou languid]

As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs

Author: Bishop Lowth; Geo. Gregory Hymnal: HRGC1892 #661 (1894) Lyrics: 1 As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, So pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling place. 2 Lord, Thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; And 'midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To Thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay. 3 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid? Thy God, the God of mercy, still shall prove; Within His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid: Unquestioned be His faithfulness and love. Amen. Topics: Home and Personal Use Languages: English Tune Title: [As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs]

As when the weary traveller gains

Author: Rev. J. Newton Hymnal: HRGC1892 #677a (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 As, when the weary traveller gains The height of some commanding hill, His heart revives, if o'er the plains He eyes his home, tho' distant still; 2 Thus when the Christian pilgrim views By faith his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 The thought of heaven his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 Jesus, on Thee our hopes we stay, To lead us on to Thine abode; Assured Thy love will far o'erpay The hardest labors of the road. Amen. Topics: Home and Personal Use Languages: English Tune Title: [As when the weary traveller gains]

As when the weary traveller gains

Author: Rev. J. Newton Hymnal: HRGC1892 #677b (1894) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 As, when the weary traveller gains The height of some commanding hill, His heart revives, if o'er the plains He eyes his home, tho' distant still; 2 Thus when the Christian pilgrim views By faith his mansion in the skies, The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 The thought of heaven his spirit cheers; No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 Jesus, on Thee our hopes we stay, To lead us on to Thine abode; Assured Thy love will far o'erpay The hardest labors of the road. Amen. Topics: Home and Personal Use Tune Title: [As when the weary traveller gains]

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