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Lord, let my evening prayer
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
Lord, let my evening prayer
As incense sweet ascend;
And while I lift my hands to Thee,
From heaven in mercy bend.
For in Thy name I hope,
And brightness floods my way;
The night departs, and clouds that roll,
And threaten with dismay.
And in Thy name I trust,
To find Thy promise sure;
Thy cov'nant like the mountains strong,
That evermore endure.
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Now, at this evening hour,
My hope and trust renew;
Refresh me as the earth that drinks
The cool refreshing dew.
And when the morning wakes,
Awake my soul, I pray,
That in Thy strength goes forth to bear
The burdens of the day.
Lord, let my evening prayer
The Time Shall Surely Come
Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
The time shall surely come,
The hour is drawing near,
When in the clouds of heaven the Lord
To mortals shall appear.
Not in a lowly garb,
Shall we the Lord descry,
But decked in glory like the sun,
That lights the morning sky.
Not as in former days,
To pain and suffering sore,--
He comes to judge, Who came to save,--
To reign for evermore.
Then, O my soul, awake!
Put on thy garb of light,
Look for the dawn that brings the day,
All glorious and bright.
Wait, for the hour is nigh;
Watch, for His coming nears;
Be thou the faithful servant then,
When He, thy Lord, appears.
The Time Shall Surely Come
Beyond the Clouds of Heaven
Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
Beyond the clouds of Heaven,
The Lord of life ascends;
Behold Him rise towards the skies,
Who for our race was given.
He came to earth Whose grace
Hath made our vileness clean;
That we may rise towards the skies,
And serve before His face.
He dwelt on earth Who gave
Himself for sinful man,--
That we may rise towards the skies,
Whom he came down to save.
We would no longer gaze,
O Christ, to where Thou art,--
But, that we rise, towards the skies,
Do Thou Thy servants raise.
Beyond the Clouds of Heaven
Hymn of Adoration
Author: Nan Allen Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Lord, we worship You Topics: Adoration; Worship; Praise, Adoration, Worship, Exaltation of God Scripture: Luke 4:8 Used With Tune: ADORATION
Hymn of Adoration
Sticheron Idiomelon (Hymn of Anatolius)
Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Firm through the endless years Lyrics:
Firm through the endless years,
Thy kingdom stands secure,
And Thy dominion evermore,
Through ages shall endure.
Thou from the Holy Ghost,
Incarnate cam'st to earth,
And, Christ our God! didst stoop
To share man's lowly birth.
Thou cam'st on us to shine,
Light from Eternal Light!
And now the Father's brightness rests
On those who dwelt in night.
O, everything that breathes,
To Thee gives homage now--
The glory of Almighty God,
The Father's image, Thou.
O Thou Who shinest forth,
Incarnate God most High,
Who art, and wast in ages gone,
To us bring mercy nigh.
Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church, 1902 Text Sources: Menaion, December 25, p. 192
Sticheron Idiomelon (Hymn of Anatolius)
Awake! the morn is here
Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
Awake! the morn is here,
The long, dark night is past;
The gladness and the light appear,
And beauty shines at last.
Awake! the morning sings,
The clouds have passed away;
The rising sun triumphant brings
The long-expected day.
Awake! the Christ arose
The first faint dawn to greet;
The smiling world in sweetness strews
Its flowers among His feet.
Awake, my soul, awake!
Arise on buoyant wings,
The sordid and the sin forsake,
And mount to better things.
Immortal Christ, all hail!
Thy power hath triumphed quite;
Sin can no more our souls assail,
Nor death, nor grave, nor night.
Awake! the morn is here
My sin was very great
Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
My sin was very great,
Its burden bore me down;
I dared not lift my eyes to God,
So much I feared His frown;
And sore my conscience smote,
And all was sad within,
For I had turned away from God
Who loved me in my sin.
I said "I'll tell it all,
The sin, the grief, the pain,
Mayhap He'll pardon my offence,
And take me back again."
And then my heart was glad,
To think it might be done,
If I but cast myself upon
The merits of His Son.
I said "Ah, God, receive
The sacrifice I bring,--
A broken and a contrite heart,
That is my offering;
And for His sake Who came
To bear the Cross of pain,
Forgive the error of my life,
And take me back again."
'Twas then the heart of love
That I had wounded sore,
In loving accents spake to me,
And bade me sin no more;
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And spake the word of grace
That made my spirit whole;
And now the pain and grief are gone,
For gladness fills my soul.
My sin was very great
My soul doth wait on God
Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
My soul doth wait on God,
From Him my help proceeds;
His mercy is exceeding broad,
To overtake my needs.
He gives His pardoning grace,
When I my sin confess;
Nor ever hides from me His face
In my distressfulness.
The Spirit of all power,
Most freely He bestows;
And I am strong in evil hour,
When pressed by direst foes.
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Oh, He has gifts in store,
More rich than wealth commands;
And when His pity I implore,
He fills my empty hands.
God, Thou art good and kind,
And full of tender grace;
Have me for ever in Thy mind,
Nor hide from me Thy face.
My soul doth wait on God
A hundred years ago, not one
Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics:
A hundred years ago, not one
Of us had sprung to birth;
A hundred years to come, and none
Can hope to walk this earth.
We are, we were not! here our mind
Looks round with hopes and fears;
This point is Time; before, behind,
Eternity appears.
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'Tis yet, through grace, within our power,
To choose what we would be;
On the decision of an hour,
Depends eternity.
This hour! this moment, let us take
The narrow upward path;
This hour, this moment, all forsake
The broad down road to wrath.
O Lord, our Shepherd! lest like sheep,
Thy children go astray,
Feed us with knowledge, guide and keep
Our souls in Thy right way.
So, when a hundred years are fled,
Remembering this day's choice,
On earth, though number'd with the dead,
In heaven, may we rejoice.
Sacred Poems and Hymns
A hundred years ago, not one
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