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O Light, resplendent of the morn

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: I O Light, resplendent of the morn On golden pinions upwards borne, That usherest in the day; We rise responsive to the call, As night removes her dusky pall, And speeds her flight away. II O Light, that, from the Father’s face, Shone on our world with winning grace, When darker night prevailed; We rise to greet Thine Advent bright, All hail! majestic in Thy might, When darkness is assailed. III O let my soul Thy rising see; From every cloud my vision free, And on my pathway shine; Then shall my course, in safety trod, Lead ever nearer to my God, The source of light divine. IV O Jesus, Morn of better day, Thou Light of lights, Whose gladsome ray Gives light, and life, and cheer; Light to my soul, and life impart, And fill with joy my inmost heart, And scatter night and fear. Hymns from the Morningland, 1911

To Thee my soul enraptured sings

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: I To Thee my soul enraptured sings, O Thou, Immortal King of kings Enthroned where glory shines; The garland of the praises sweet, That I would offer at Thy feet, My grateful heart entwines. II More rare Thy beauty than the best By highest heaven or earth possessed; More radiant than the sun, The glory shining from Thy face That fills with light the holy place, O Thou Immortal One! III Greater Thy might than lord of war,— Thy vast dominions stretch afar Beyond a kingly sway; Thy hand upholds the earth and sea, And heaven, and all that therein be, Thy wise decrees obey. IV But not by rule of power alone Are subjects loyal to Thy throne, Thy love their fealty wins,— A love that, by its winning grace Allured our fallen, guilty race From their rebellious sins. V Lord, by Thy cross that won my soul, From bondage to benign control, My every power possess; That, daily, I my cross may bear, And find, to serve Thee everywhere, Is praising Thee the best. VI To Thee my soul enraptured sings, O Thou Immortal King of kings, But I would join the song, Of myriad souls in realms of light, Who praise their King by day and night, Through all the ages long. Hymns from the Morningland, 1911

O truly is the nation blest

Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Text Sources: Metrical Version, 1909

Loss and Gain.

Author: Joseph Morris Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: In Eden—Memory e'er will tell Lyrics: In Eden—Memory e’er will tell, How honours thick as dew that fell Were lost: alas, man’s crown! On Calvary, did Mercy bring More lofty honours—I will sing The Victor’s high renown.

Evening Hymn

Author: Joseph Morris Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Jesus, my Savior and my God, Who gavest us Thy precious blood Lyrics: Jesus, my Saviour and my God, Who gavest us thy precious blood To heal our guilty smart: O give me faith to make my nest, Where this my soul may hide and rest, Within thy wounded heart. In thy safe bosom let me lie, Prepared in holy peace to die, If Thou ere morn shouldst call: Then may thine angel-guards attend, And me from Satan’s power defend, Lest to his hands I fall. Favorite Welsh Hymns, 1854

A Glance.

Author: Joseph Morris Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: A pilgrim I to Canaan flee Lyrics: A pilgrim I to Canaan flee, To dwell, my blessed Lord, with Thee In thine eternal rest: Beyond the tempter’s roar and dart, And every foe to cause me smart, Thy constant, filial guest. Afar I sometimes see below A glimpse of Salem’s mansions glow, All blessèd, all divine: O city high, nor sun nor moon, Arise o’er thee, God is thy noon! When shall thy bliss be mine? At the great resurrection day, I shall shake off this heavy clay, And rise above the earth: Then mount on wings sublime to heaven, When Thou hast powers immortal given, O strange, and glorious birth! And then, with life immortal crowned, My feeble song of glory drowned Among the sons of light, Our strains shall high and higher swell, In keeping feast without farewell, To Jesus day and night. Favorite Welsh Hymns, 1854

Contrasted Characters

Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Rest in the Lord and be thou still Lyrics: 1 Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not tho' sinners' gains increase; forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. 2 The evildoer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain; A little while and thou shalt see That wicked men cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. 3 Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness where fruits of peace abound. 4 The vile may plot against the just who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall. The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912

All Wise, All Good, Almighty Lord

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1. All wise, all good, almighty Lord, Jesus, by highest Heav’n adored, Ere time its course began; How did Thy glorious mercy stoop, To take Thy fallen children up, When Thou Thyself wert man? 2. Th’eternal God from Heav’n came down; The King of glory dropped His crown And veiled His majesty; Emptied of all but love He came, Jesus, I call Thee by the name, Thy pity bore for me. 3. O holy Child, still let Thy birth Bring peace to us poor worms of earth, And praise to God on high! Come, Thou who didst my flesh assume; Now to the abject sinner come, And in a manger lie. 4. Didst Thou not in person join The natures human and divine, That God and man might be Henceforth inseparably one? Haste then and make Thy nature known Incarnated in me. 5. In my weak, sinful flesh appear, O God, be manifested here, Peace, righteousness and joy; Thy kingdom, Lord, set up within My faithful heart; and all my sin, The devil’s work, destroy. 6. I long Thy coming to confess, The mystic power of godliness, The life divine to prove: The fullness of Thy life to know, Redeemed from all my sins below, And perfected in love. 7. O Christ, my Hope, make known to me The great, the glorious mystery The hidden life impart; Come, Thou Desire of nations, come, Formed in a spotless virgin’s womb, A pure, believing heart. 8. Come quickly, dearest Lord, that I May own, tho’ Antichrist deny, Thy incarnation’s power: May cry, a witness to my Lord, Come in my flesh is Christ the Word, And I can sin no more! Text Sources: Hymns for the Nativity of Our Lord (London: William Strahan, 1745), number 15