Instance Results

‹ Return to hymnal
Hymnal, Number:ritl1985
In:instances

Planning worship? Check out our sister site, ZeteoSearch.org, for 20+ additional resources related to your search.
Showing 491 - 492 of 492Results Per Page: 102050
TextPage scan

Here, O My Lord, I See Thee Face to Face

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: RITL1985 #549 (1985) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Scripture: Revelation 19:9 Lyrics: 1 Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face; here would I touch and handle things unseen, here grasp with firmer hand th'eternal grace, and all my weariness upon thee lay. 2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God, here drink with thee the royal wine of heav'n; here would I lay aside each earthly load, here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiv'n. 3 This is the hour of banquet and of song; this is the heav'nly table spread for me; here let me feast, and feasting still prolong this hallowed hour of fellowship with thee. 4 Too soon we rise: the symbols disappear; the feast, though not the love, is past and gone; the bread and wine remove, but thou art here, nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun. 5 I have no help but thine; nor do I need another arm save thine to lean upon; it is enough, my Lord, enough indeed; my strength is in thy might, thy might alone. 6 Feast after fear thus comes and passes by, yet, passing, points to that glad feast above, giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy, the Lamb's great bridal feast of bliss and love. 6 Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness; mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing Blood. Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace; thy Blood, thy righteousness, O Lord, my God! Languages: English Tune Title: LANGRAN
TextPage scan

Jerusalem the Golden

Author: Bernard of Cluny; J. M. Neale Hymnal: RITL1985 #579 (1985) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Revelation 19:9 Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest, beneath thy contemplation sink heart and voice oppress'd: I know not, Oh, I know not, what joys await us there, what radiancy of glory, what bliss beyond compare. 2 They stand, those halls of Zion, conjubilant with song, and bright with many an angel, and all the martyr throng: the cross is all their splendor, The Crucified their praise, his laud and benediction his ransomed people raise. 3 There is the throne of David, and there, from sin released, the shout of them that triumph, the song of them that feast, and they who with their Leader have conquered in the fight, forever and forever are clad in robes of white. 4 There God, our King and Portion, the fullness of his grace shall we behold forever and worship face to face. Then all the halls of Zion for aye shall be complete, and in the land of beauty all things of beauty meet. Topics: Funerals Languages: English Tune Title: EWING

Pages


Export as CSV