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And crown Him Lord of all!

Author: E. Perronet Hymnal: CHRC1920 #429 (1920) Tune Title: CORONATION First Line: All hail the power of Jesus' name Lyrics: 1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown Him Lord of all; 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! 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all! Topics: General Languages: English

Fight the good fight with all thy might

Author: J. S. B. Monsell Hymnal: CHRC1920 #378 (1920) Tune Title: COURAGE Lyrics: 1 Fight the good fight with all thy might, Christ is thy strength, and Christ thy right; Lay hold on life, and it shall be Thy joy and crown eternally; Lay hold on life, and it shall be Thy joy and crown eternally. 2 Run the straight race thro' God's good grace, Lift up thine eyes, and seek His face; Life with its way before us lies, Christ is the path, and Christ the prize. 3 Cast care aside, lean on Thy Guide; His boundless mercy will provide; Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove Christ is its life, and Christ its love. 4 Faint not nor fear, His arms are near; He changeth not, and thou art dear; Only believe, and thou shalt see That Christ is all in all to thee. Topics: General Languages: English

Cradled all lowly,

Author: H. B. Farnie Hymnal: CHRC1920 #663 (1920) Tune Title: [Cradled all lowly] Lyrics: 1 Cradled all lowly, Behold the Saviour Child! A Being holy, In dwelling rude and wild; Ne'er yet was regal state Of monarch proud and great, Who grasped a nation's fate, So glorious as the manger bed of Bethlehem. 2 No longer sorrow As without hope, O earth! A brighter morrow Dawned with that Infant's Birth. Our sins were great and sore, But these the Saviour bore, And God was wroth no more; His own Son was the Child that lay in Bethlehem. 3 Babe weak and wailing, In lowly village stall, Thy glory veiling, Thou cam'st to die for all. The sacrifice is done, The world's atonement won, Till time its course hath run, O Jesus, Saviour, Morning Star of Bethlehem. Topics: Youth and School Life Carols Languages: English

The spacious firmament on high

Author: J. Addison Hymnal: CHRC1920 #438 (1920) Tune Title: CREATION Lyrics: 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to ev'ry land The work of an almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; For ever singing, as they shine, "The Hand that made us is divine." Topics: General Languages: English

Sunset and evening star

Author: A. Tennyson Hymnal: CHRC1920 #254 (1920) Tune Title: CROSSING THE BAR Lyrics: 1 Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. 2 Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark; For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar. Topics: The Church Burial Languages: English

Beneath the Cross of Jesus

Author: E. C. Clephane Hymnal: CHRC1920 #481 (1920) Tune Title: CRUCIS UMBRA Lyrics: 1 Beneath the Cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, The shadow of a mighty rock Within a weary land; A home within the wilderness, A rest upon the way, From the burning of the noon-tide heat, And the burden of the day. 2 Upon the Cross of Jesus Mine eyes at times can see The very dying form of One Who suffered there for me; And from my smitten heart with tears Two wonders I confess: The wonders of redeeming love, And my own worthlessness. 3 I take, O Cross, thy shadow For my abiding place; I ask no other sunshine than The sunshine of His face; Content to let the world go by, To know no gain nor loss, My sinful self my only shame, My glory all the Cross. Topics: General Languages: English

The voice of God is calling

Hymnal: CHRC1920 #522 (1920) Tune Title: CRUGER Lyrics: 1 The voice of God is calling Its summons unto men; As once He spoke in Zion, So now He speaks again. When shall I send to succour My people in their need? Whom shall I send to loosen The bonds of lust and greed? 2 I hear my people crying In cot and mine and slum; No field of man is silent, No city street is dumb. I see my people falling In darkness and despair, Whom shall I send to shatter The letters which they bear? 3 We heed, O Lord, Thy summons, And answer, here are we! Send us upon Thine errand, Let us Thy servants be, Our strength is dust and ashes, Our years a passing hour But Thou canst use our weakness, To magnify Thy power. 4 From ease and pleasure save us, From pride of place absolve; Purge us of low desire, Lift us to high resolve. Take us, and make us holy, Teach us Thy will and way, Speak, and behold! we answer, Command, and we obey! Topics: General Brotherhood, Service, Guilds, Parochial Missions Languages: English

The Son of God goes forth to war

Author: R. Heber Hymnal: CHRC1920 #592 (1920) Tune Title: CRUSADER Lyrics: 1 The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood-red banner streams afar; Who follows in His train? The Son of God, goes forth to war. Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain; Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train. 3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. 4 Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He pray'd for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train? 5 A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. 6 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory man; They bowed their necks the death to feel: Who follows in their train? 7 A noble army: men and boys, The matron and the maid; Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. 8 They climbed the steep ascent of heav'n Through peril, toil, and pain: O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. Topics: General Processionals; General Processionals Languages: English

In His own raiment clad

Author: E. Monroe Hymnal: CHRC1920 #106 (1920) Tune Title: CRUX Lyrics: I. THE QUESTION 1 In His own raiment clad, With His blood dyed; Women walk sorrowing By His side. 2 Heavy that cross to Him, Weary the weight; One who will help Him waits At the gate. 3 See! they are travelling On the same road; Simon is sharing with Him the load. 4 O whither wandering Bear they that tree? He who first carries it Who is He? II. THE ANSWER 5 Follow to Calvary; Tread where He trod, He who for ever was Son of God. 6 You who would love Him stand, Gaze at His face: Tarry a while on your Earthly race. 7 As the swift moments fly Through the blest week, Read the great story the Cross will teach. 8 Is there no beauty to You who pass by, In that lone figure which Marks that sky? III. THE STORY OF THE CROSS 9 On the Cross lifted Thy face we scan, Bearing that Cross for us, Son of Man. 10 Thorns form Thy diadem, Rough wood Thy throne; For us Thy blood is shed, Us alone. 11 No pillow under Thee To rest Thy head; Only the splintered Cross Is Thy bed. 12 Nails pierced Thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear; No voice is nigh to say Help is near. 13 Shadows of midnight fall, Though it is day: Thy friends and kinsfolk stand Far away. 14 Loud is Thy bitter cry; Sunk on Thy breast Hangeth Thy bleeding head Without rest. 15 Loud scoffs the dying thief, Who mocks at Thee: Can it, my Saviour, be All for me? 16 Gazing, afar from Thee, Silent and lone, Stand those few weepers Thou Callest Thine own 17 I see Thy title, Lord, Inscribed above; "Jesus of Nazareth," King of Love. 18 What, O my Saviour, Here didst Thou see, Which made Thee suffer and Die for me? IV. THE APPEAL 19 Child of My grief and pain, Watched by My love; I came to call Thee to Realms above. 20 I saw thee wandering Far off from Me: In love I seek for thee; Do not flee. 21 For thee My blood I shed, For thee alone; I came to purchase thee, For Mine own. 22 Weep thou not for My grief, Child of My love: Strive to be with Me in Heaven above. V. THE RESPONSE 23 O I will follow Thee, Star of my soul, Thro' the deep shades of life To the goal. 24 Yea, let Thy cross be borne Each day by me; Mind not how heavy, if But with Thee. 25 Lord, if Thou only wilt, Make us Thine own, Give no companion, save Thee alone. Topics: Lent Holy Week; Lent The Story of the Cross Languages: English

O, that I might hear the angels

Author: Anon. Hymnal: CHRC1920 #588 (1920) Tune Title: DAILY, DAILY First Line: Daily, daily sing the praises Lyrics: 1 Daily, daily sing the praises Of the City God hath made; In the beauteous fields of Eden Its foundation stones are laid: O that I might hear the angels Singing o'er the crystal sea, And amidst the fields of Eden Find a home prepared for me! 2 All the walls of that dear City Are of bright and burnished gold; It is matchless in its beauty, And its treasures are untold. O that I might, etc. 3 There are sounds of many voices In the golden streets above, Filling all the air with gladness, Blended in eternal love. O that I might, etc. 4 In those quiet resting places, Midst the pastures green and fair, Jesus gathers in the homeless, And He dwells among them there. O that I might, etc. 5 Can we see the happy faces Of the dear ones gone before? They are ready now to greet us When we gain that blessed shore. O that I might, etc. 6 Then the pearly gates, unfolding, Never shall be closed again, We shall see within the City Jesus, 'mid His white-robed train. O that I might, etc. 7 O I would my ears were open Here to catch that happy strain! O I would my eyes some vision Of that Eden could attain! O that I might, etc. Topics: General Processionals Languages: English