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I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnbook #109 (1955) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No offering of mine own I have,
No works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
3 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
Amen. Topics: Faith; God Love and Fatherhood; Humility; Penitence; Trust; God the Father His Love and Fatherhood Scripture: Job 42:5-6 Tune Title: PENTATONE
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: J. G. Whittier Hymnal: The New Christian Hymnal #218 (1929) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No off'ring of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2. I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruised reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
3. I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
Topics: The Christian Life Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: AMESBURY
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: John G. Whittier; John Greenleaf Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #414 (1937) Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No off'ring of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2 I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruised reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
3 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
4 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
Amen.
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #414 (1926) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No off'ring of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2 I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruised reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
3 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
4 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
Amen. Topics: Way of Salvation Repentance; Trinity, Nineteenth Sunday; Death Prayer for help in Languages: English Tune Title: AMESBURY
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2736 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1. I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No offering of mine own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2. I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruiséd reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
3. I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar;
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
4. I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care;
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: RESTING PLACE
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
Author: J. G. Whittier Hymnal: The Praise Book #107 (1906) Topics: Faith Tune Title: CHESTER
I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
I bow my forehead to the dust
Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal #282 (1950) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
No offering of mine own I have,
No works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
2 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
3 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
Amen. Topics: The Life in Christ Trust; Confidence; God Presence, His Abiding; Hope; Humility; Trust and Confidence Languages: English Tune Title: PENTATONE
I bow my forehead to the dust
I bow my forehead to the dust
Author: John Greenleaf Whittier, 1807 - 92 Hymnal: Service Book and Hymnal of the Lutheran Church in America #371 (1958) Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
2 No offering of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts he gave,
And plead his love for love.
3 I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
4 And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruisèd reed he will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
Topics: The Life in Christ Repentance and Faith Languages: English Tune Title: ST. BERNARD
I bow my forehead to the dust
I bow my forehead to the dust
Author: John G. Whittier Hymnal: The Hymnal #545 (1895) Lyrics: 1 I bow my forehead to the dust,
I veil mine eyes for shame,
And urge, in trembling self-distrust,
A prayer without a claim.
2 No offering of my own I have,
Nor works my faith to prove;
I can but give the gifts He gave,
And plead His love for love.
3 I dimly guess, from blessings known,
Of greater out of sight;
And, with the chastened Psalmist, own
His judgments too are right.
4 And if my heart and flesh are weak
To bear an untried pain,
The bruisèd reed He will not break,
But strengthen and sustain.
5 I know not what the future hath
Of marvel or surprise,
Assured alone that life and death
His mercy underlies.
6 And so beside the silent sea
I wait the muffled oar:
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
7 I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.
8 And Thou, O Lord, by whom are seen
Thy creatures as they be,
Forgive me if too close I lean
My human heart on Thee.
Amen.
I bow my forehead to the dust
I bow my forehead to the dust, I veil mine eyes for shame
Author: John G. Whittier; John Greenleaf Whittier Hymnal: Song-Flowers #d39 (1868)
I bow my forehead to the dust, I veil mine eyes for shame
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