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Habitual Devotion
Author: H. M. Williams Hymnal: BHPPD866 #95 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: H. M. Williams First Line: While Thee I seek, protecting Power! Lyrics:
While Thee I seek, protecting Power!
Be my vain wishes stilled;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.
Thy love the powers of thought bestowed;
To Thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o’er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore!
In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!
Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferred by Thee.
In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.
When gladness wings my favored hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will.
My lifted eye, without a tear,
The gathering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear;
That heart shall rest on Thee!
Languages: English
Habitual Devotion
Angels
Author: Wilson Hymnal: BHPPD866 #343 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Wilson First Line: O, NOT when the death-prayer is said Lyrics:
O, not when the death-prayer is said,
The life of life departs;
The body in the grave is laid,
Its beauty in our hearts.
At holy midnight, voices sweet,
Like fragrance, fill the room;
And happy ghosts, with noiseless feet,
Come brightening through the gloom.
We know who sends the visions bright,
From whose dear side they came;
We veil our eyes before Thy light,
We bless our Father’s name!
This frame, O God, this feeble breath,
Thy hand may soon destroy;
We think of Thee, and feel in death
A deep and holy joy.
Dim is the light of vanished years
In glory yet to come;
O idle grief, O foolish tears,
When Jesus calls us home!
Languages: English
Angels
Sunset Hymn
Author: Wordsworth Hymnal: BHPPD866 #369 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Wordsworth First Line: Up to the throne of God is borne Lyrics:
Up to the throne of God is borne
The voice of praise at early morn,
And He accepts the reverent hymn
Sung as the light of day grows dim.
Look up to heaven! the obedient sun
Already through his course hath run;
He cannot halt or go astray,
But our immortal spirits may.
Lord, since his rising in the east,
If we have faltered or transgressed,
Guide, from Thy love’s abundant source,
What yet remains of this day’s course.
Help with Thy grace, through all life’s day,
Our upward and our downward way;
And glorify for us the west,
When we shall sink into our rest.
Languages: English
Sunset Hymn
Independence
Author: Wotton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #279 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Wotton First Line: How happy is he born or taught Lyrics:
How happy is he born or taught
Who serveth not another’s will;
Whose armor is his honest thought,
And simple truth his highest skill;
Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepared for death;
Not tied unto the world with care
Of public fame or private breath;
Who God doth late and early pray
More of His grace than goods to lend,
And walks with man, from day to day,
As with a brother and a friend!
This man is freed from servile bands
Of hope to rise, or fear to fall;
Lord of himself, though not of lands,
And having nothing, yet hath all.
Languages: English
Independence
God in His Works and Word
Author: Wreford Hymnal: BHPPD866 #87 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Person Name: Wreford First Line: God of the ocean, earth, and sky Lyrics:
God of the ocean, earth, and sky,
In Thy bright presence we rejoice;
We feel Thee, see Thee ever nigh,
And gladly hear Thy gracious voice.
We feel Thee in the sunny beam;
We see Thee walk the mountain waves;
We hear Thee in the murmuring stream,
And when the tempest wildly raves.
God on the lonely hills we meet,
God, in the vale and fragrant grove,
While birds and whispering winds repeat,
That God is there,—the God of love.
We meet Thee in the pensive hour
When wearied nature sinks to rest;
When dies the breeze, and sleeps the flower
And peace is given to every breast.
We see Thee when, at eve, afar
We upward lift our wondering sight,
We see Thee in each silent star
That glorifies the gloom of night.
But better still, and still more clear,
Thee in Thy holy Son we see;
There Thy own glorious words we hear,
And learn the way to heaven and Thee.
Languages: English
God in His Works and Word
Prayer for Increase of Faith
Author: Wreford Hymnal: BHPPD866 #207 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Person Name: Wreford First Line: Lord! I believe; Thy power I own Lyrics:
Lord! I believe; Thy power I own
Thy word I would obey;
I wander comfortless and lone,
When from Thy truth I stray.
Lord! I believe; but gloomy fears
Sometimes bedim my sight;
I look to Thee with prayers and tears,
And cry for strength and light.
Lord! I believe; but oft, I know,
My faith is cold and weak;
Make strong my weakness, and bestow
The confidence I seek!
Yes, I believe; and only Thou
Canst give my soul relief;
Lord! to Thy truth my spirit bow,
Help Thou my unbelief!
Languages: English
Prayer for Increase of Faith
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