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Jesu, Our Lenten Fast of Thee

Author: Anonymous; John W. Hewett Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Jesu, our Lenten fast of Thee We duteous learn to keep, A healing time, by Thy decree, For all Thy wounded sheep. 2. A time in which towards paradise, Once lost by carnal sense, The souls redeemed by Thee may rise Through chastening abstinence. 3. Now with Thy Church be present, Lord, In all Thy saving grace, And hear us as with one accord Mourning, we seek Thy face. 4. Most Merciful, forgive the past, The sins which we deplore; Thy sheltering arms around us cast, That we may sin no more. 5. To Thee our sacrifice we bring Of Lenten fast and prayer, Till, cleansed by Thee, our God and King, Thy Paschal joy we share. 6. Grant this, O Father, through Thy Son, And through the Spirit blest, Who art with Them forever One, Eternally confessed. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Translation: Verses by a Country Curate, 1859 & the compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern

Lord, I Would Spread My Sore Distress

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 49 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Lord, I would spread my sore distress And guilt before Thine eyes; Against Thy laws, against Thy grace, How high my crimes arise! 2. Shouldst Thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heav’n would approve Thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3. I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean; All my original is shame And all my nature sin. 4. Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath; And as my days advanced, I grew A juster prey for death. 5. Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With Thy forgiving love; And make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6. Let not Thy spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from Thy face; Create anew my vicious heart And fill it with Thy grace. 7. Then I will make Thy mercy known Before the sons of men; Backsliders shall address Thy throne, And turn to God again. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

My God, How Many Are My Fears

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 47 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. My God, how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2. The lying tempter would persuade There’s no relief in Heav’n; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiv’n. 3. But Thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 4. I cried, and from His holy hill He bowed a listening ear; I called my Father, and my God, And He subdued my fear. 5. He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose. 6. What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood, Terrors no more shall shake my soul; My refuge is my God. 7. Arise, O Lord, fulfill Thy grace, While I Thy glory sing; My God has broke the serpent’s teeth, And death has lost his sting. 8. Salvation to the Lord belongs; His arm alone can save; Blessings attend Thy people here, And reach beyond the grave. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

Today, O Lord, a Holier Work

Author: Charles Coffin; John Chandler & others Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Today, O Lord, a holier work Thy secret counsels frame, A king to rule Thy new made world, To praise Thy glorious name. 2. Thou formest man: Thy Spirit breathes Life into dust of earth: Man, in Thine own true image made, From Thee receives his birth. 3. And henceforth he dominion holds O’er all in earth and sea; Yet mindful whence his being came Must humbly walk with Thee. 4. Alas! his willful heart rebels Against Thy gentle sway; Proud dust of earth would fain be like The God whom all obey. 5. O griefs and sorrows numberless, Which hence the world o’erspread; Jesu, Thy mercy succored us, Or hope itself had fled. 6. O praise the Father, and the Son Who saved us by His death, And Holy Ghost who quickens us With His life giving breath. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Paris Breviary, 1736; translated by John Chandler & the compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern

Why Has My God My Soul Forsook?

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 19 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Why has my God my soul forsook Lyrics: 1. Why has my God my soul forsook, Nor will a smile afford? Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord. 2. Though ’tis Thy chief delight to dwell Among Thy praising saints, Yet Thou canst hear a groan as well, And pity our complaints. 3. Our fathers trusted in Thy name, And great deliverance found; But I’m a worm, despised of men, And trodden to the ground. 4. Shaking the head, they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn; In vain he trusts in God, they cry, Neglected and forlorn. 5. But Thou art He who formed my flesh By Thine almighty Word; And since I hung upon the breast, My hope is in the Lord. 6. Why will my Father hide His face, When foes stand threatening round, In the dark hour of deep distress, And not a helper found? 7. Behold Thy darling left among The cruel and the proud, As bulls of Bashan, fierce and strong, As lions roaring loud. 8. From earth and hell My sorrows meet To multiply the smart; They nail My hands, they pierce My feet, And try to vex My heart. 9. Yet if Thy sovereign hand let loose The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heav’nly Father bruise The Son He loves so well? 10. My God, if possible it be, Withhold this bitter cup But I resign my will to Thee, And drink the sorrows up. 11. My heart dissolves with pangs unknown, In groans I waste my breath; Thy heavy hand has brought Me down Low as the dust of death. 12. Father, I give My Spirit up, And trust it in Thy hand; My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at Thy command. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

Why Should I Vex My Soul?

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 37 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Why should I vex my soul, and fret Lyrics: 1. Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? 2. As flowery grass, cut down at noon, Before the evening fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. 3. Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And He’ll provide me food. 4. I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait His will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfill. 5. Mine innocence shalt Thou display, And make Thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6. The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of Heav’n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv’n. 7. Rest in the Lord, and keep His way, Nor let your anger rise, Though Providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. 8. Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for He sees Their day of vengeance come. 9. They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murderous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10. My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

Ye Sons of Men, a Feeble Race

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 72 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling place, And try and trust His care. 2. No ill shall enter where you dwell; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, ’Twill raise His saints on high. 3. He’ll give His angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch your pillow while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4. Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall And dash against the stones: Are they not servants at His call, And sent t’attend His sons? 5. Adders and lions ye shall tread; The tempter’s wiles defeat; He that hath broke the serpent’s head Puts him beneath your feet. 6. Because on Me they set their love, I’ll save them, saith the Lord; “I’ll bear their joyful souls above Destruction and the sword. 7. “My grace shall answer when they call, In trouble I’ll be nigh; My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die. 8. They that on earth My name have known I’ll honor them in Heav’n; There My salvation shall be shown, And endless live be giv’n. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

O Lord Of Life and Death

Author: John Ellerton Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 4 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: O Lord of life and death, we come Lyrics: 1 O Lord of life and death, we come In sorrow to Thy throne; Yet not bewildered, blind and dumb, Before some power unknown. 2 The scourge is our Father’s hand; The plague comes forth from Thee; Oh, give us hearts to understand, And faith Thy ways to see! 3 Forgive the foul neglect that brought Thy chastening to our door; The homes uncared-for, souls untaught, The unregarded poor; 4 The slothful ease, the greed of gain, Tbe wasted years, forgive; Purge out our sins by needful pain, Then turn, and bid us live. 5 So shall the lives for which we plead Be spared to praise Thee still; And we, from fear and danger freed, Be strong to do Thy will. Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: Church Hymn, 1871

En lando malproksime for

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander; Adela Ŝefer Appears in 7 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1. En lando malproksime for, sur verda monta pint', krucume mortis la Sinjor', de l' mondo la Savint'. 2. Ha! nedireble premis lin doloroj kaj sufer'! Li mortis, ĉar li amis nin kaj ĉiun sur la ter'. 3. Por nia savo mortis li, pardono al homar'; por ke ĉielon iru ni tra ora portalar'. 4. Li sola povis doni sin por helpi nin al bon'; li sola povas gvidi nin al glora Dia tron'. 5. Ho, kare, kare amis li, kaj elaĉetis nin! Al lia sango fidu ni kaj ĉiam amu lin. Topics: Passion Scripture: Mark 15:22-24 Used With Tune: WINDSOR Text Sources: HE 55

God Bids, And Lo!

Author: James Merrick, 1720-1769 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: God bids, and lo! a burning waste Lyrics: 1 God bids, and lo! a burning waste, Where rolled the floods before, And, touched by the descending blast, The springs are seen no more. 2 Sad witness of some dire offense, Behold the fertile soil No more its wonted gifts dispense, But mock the tiller’s toil. 3 He bids, and o’er the desert wide The liquid lake is spread; New springs the thirsty earth divide, And murmuring lift the head. 4 There myriads, late with hunger wan, By Him assembled, meet; There pleased the future city plan, And fix their sure retreat. 5 And now they sow the foodful grain, The tender vine they rear; Now waves the harvest o’er the plain, And plenty crowns the year. 6 Blest in His care, the sires with joy A numerous race behold; Nor dares disease their herds annoy, Or waste the peopled fold. 7 His works attentive while it sees, The Heav’n-instructed mind Shall own, how equal His decrees, His providence, how kind! Used With Tune: WINDSOR