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At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Author: Robert Campbell, 1814-68 Hymnal: NEH1985 #104 (1986) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Person Name: Robert Campbell, 1814-68 Lyrics: 1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Praise to our victorious King:
Who hath washed us in the tide
Flowing from his piercèd side;
Praise we him whose love divine
Gives the guests his blood for wine,
Gives his body for the feast,
Love the Victim, Love the Priest.
2 *Where the Paschal blood is poured,
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel's hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe.
Christ, the Lamb whose blood was shed,
Paschal victim, Paschal bread!
With sincerity and love
Eat we Manna from above.
3 Mighty Victim from on high,
Powers of hell beneath thee lie;
Death is broken in the fight,
Thou hast brought us life and light.
Now thy banner thou dost wave,
Conquering Satan and the grave.
See the prince of darkness quelled;
Heaven's bright gates are open held.
4 Paschal triumph, Paschal joy,
Only sin can this destroy;
From sin's death do thou set free,
Souls re-born, dear Lord, in thee.
Hymns of glory, songs of praise,
Father, unto thee we raise.
Risen Lord, all praise to thee,
Ever with the Spirit be. Topics: The Christian Year Eastertide Languages: English Tune Title: SALZBURG
At the Lamb's high feast we sing
Dance, then, wherever you may be
Author: Sydney Carter, b. 1915 Hymnal: NEH1985 #375 (1986) Meter: Irregular Person Name: Sydney Carter, b. 1915 First Line: I danced in the morning when the world was begun Topics: Eastertide; Ascensiontide Languages: English Tune Title: LORD OF THE DANCE
Dance, then, wherever you may be
Hark! A herald voice is calling
Author: E. Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #5 (1986) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Person Name: E. Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 Hark! A herald voice is calling:
'Christ is nigh,' it seems to say;
'Cast away the dreams of darkness,
O ye children of the day!'
2 Startled at the solemn warning,
Let the earth-bound soul arise;
Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,
Shines upon the morning skies.
3 Lo! the Lamb, so long expected,
Comes with pardon down from heaven;
Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,
One and all to be forgiven;
4 So when next he comes in glory,
And earth's final hour draws near,
May he then as our defender
On the clouds of heaven appear.
5 Honour, glory, virtue, merit,
To the Father and the Son,
With the co-eternal Spirit,
While unending ages run. Amen. Topics: The Christian Year Advent Languages: English Tune Title: MERTON
Hark! A herald voice is calling
All ye who seek a comfort sure
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #63 (1986) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 All ye who seek a comfort sure
In trouble and distress,
Whatever sorrow vex the mind,
Or guilt the soul oppress,
2 Jesus, who gave himself for you
Upon the cross to die,
Opens to you his sacred heart;
O to that heart draw nigh.
3 Ye hear how kindly he invites;
Ye hear his words so blest--
'All ye that labour come to me,
And I will give you rest.'
4 O Jesus, joy of saints on high,
Thou hope of sinners here,
Attracted by those loving words
To thee I lift my prayer.
5 Wash thou my wounds in that dear blood
Which forth from thee doth flow;
New grace, new hope inspire, a new
And better heart bestow. Topics: The Christian Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ST BERNARD
All ye who seek a comfort sure
My God, I love thee; not because
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #73a (1986) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 My God, I love thee; not because
I hope for heaven thereby,
Nor yet because who love thee not
Are lost eternally.
2 Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me
Upon the Cross embrace;
For me didst bear the nails and spear,
And manifold disgrace,
3 And griefs and torments numberless,
And sweat of agony;
E'en death itself; and all for one
That was thine enemy.
4 Then why, O blessèd Jesu Christ,
Should I not love thee well,
Not for the sake of winning heaven,
Or of escaping hell;
5 Not with the hope of gaining aught,
Not seeking a reward;
But as thyself hast lovèd me,
O ever-loving Lord!
6 E’en so I love thee, and will love,
And in thy praise will sing,
Solely because thou art my God,
And my eternal King. Topics: The Christian Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SOLOMON
My God, I love thee; not because
My God, I love thee; not because
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #73b (1986) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 My God, I love thee; not because
I hope for heaven thereby,
Nor yet because who love thee not
Are lost eternally.
2 Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me
Upon the Cross embrace;
For me didst bear the nails and spear,
And manifold disgrace,
3 And griefs and torments numberless,
And sweat of agony;
E'en death itself; and all for one
That was thine enemy.
4 Then why, O blessèd Jesu Christ,
Should I not love thee well,
Not for the hope of winning heaven,
Or of escaping hell;
5 Not with the hope of gaining aught,
Not seeking a reward;
But as thyself hast lovèd me,
O ever-loving Lord!
6 E’en so I love thee, and will love,
And in thy praise will sing,
Solely because thou art my God,
And my eternal King. Topics: The Christian Year Lent Tune Title: ST FRANCIS XAVIER
My God, I love thee; not because
Glory be to Jesus
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #83 (1986) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 Glory be to Jesus,
Who, in bitter pains,
Poured for me the life-blood
From his sacred veins.
2 Grace and life eternal
In that Blood I find;
Blest be his compassion,
Infinitely kind.
3 Blest through endless ages
Be the precious stream,
Which from endless torment
Doth the world redeem.
4 Abel’s blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies;
But the Blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.
5 Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
Terror-struck departs.
6 Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Hell with terror trembles,
Heaven is filled with joy.
7 Lift ye then your voices;
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder
Praise the precious Blood. Topics: The Christian Year Passiontide Languages: English Tune Title: CASWALL
Glory be to Jesus
Jesu, the very thought of thee
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #385 (1986) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 Jesu, the very thought of thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest.
2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the memory find,
A sweeter sound than thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind!
3 O hope of every contrite heart,
O joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind thou art!
How good to those who seek!
4 But what to those who find? Ah, this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is
None but his loved ones know.
4 Jesu, our only joy be thou,
As thou our prize wilt be;
Jesu, be thou our glory now,
And through eternity. Topics: The Circumcision of Christ January 1st Languages: English Tune Title: ST BOTOLPH
Jesu, the very thought of thee
O Jesu, King most wonderful
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: NEH1985 #386 (1986) Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-78 Lyrics: 1 O Jesu, King most wonderful,
Thou Conqueror renowned,
Thou sweetness most ineffable,
In whom all joys are found!
2 When once thou visitest the heart,
Then truth begins to shine;
Then earthly vanities depart;
Then kindles love divine.
3 O Jesu, Light of all below,
Thou Fount of life and fire,
Surpassing all the joys we know,
And all we can desire:
4 May every heart confess thy name,
And ever thee adore;
And, seeking thee, itself inflame
To seek thee more and more.
5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless,
Thee may we love alone;
And ever in our lives express
The image of thine own.
Languages: English Tune Title: KING'S NORTON
O Jesu, King most wonderful
When morning gilds the skies
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-79 Hymnal: NEH1985 #473a (1986) Meter: 6.6.7.6.6.7 D Person Name: Edward Caswall, 1814-79 Lyrics: 1 WHEN morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
Alike at work and prayer
To Jesus I repair;
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
2 *The sacred minster bell
It peals o'er hill and dell,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
O hark to what it sings,
As joyously it rings,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
3 *My tongue shall never tire
Of chanting in the choir,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
The fairest graces spring
In hearts that ever sing,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
4 *When sleep her balm denies,
My silent spirit sighs,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
When evil thoughts molest,
With this I shield my breast,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
5 *Does sadness fill my mind?
A solace here I find,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
Or fades my earthly bliss?
My comfort still is this,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
6 The night becomes as day,
When from the heart we say,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
The powers of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
7 In heaven's eternal bliss
The loveliest strain is this,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
Let air, and sea, and sky
From depth to height reply,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd.
8 Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle divine,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd:
Be this the eternal song
Through all the ages on,
May Jesus Christ be praisèd. Topics: Morning Languages: English Tune Title: O SEIGNEUR
When morning gilds the skies
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