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Breath of God that Ordered Chaos

Author: Patricia B. Clark Hymnal: A Taste of Heaven's Joys #9 (2005) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Disipleship; Repentance Scripture: Genesis 1:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: WHEATLEY

Lift Your Voice Rejoicing, Mary (Let Your Alleluias Rise!)

Author: Elizabeth Rundle Charles, 1828-96 Hymnal: Rejoice in God #18 (2000) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Lift your voice rejoicing, Mary Refrain First Line: Let your alleluias rise Tune Title: PATERSON

Break forth, O beauteous heav'nly light

Author: Johann Rist Hymnal: The Hymnal of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America 1940 #25 (1940) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas; Christmas Eve The Holy Communion Sequence Tune Title: SCHOP

Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Johann Rist; John Troutbeck Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #26 (1990) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, And usher in the morning; You shepherds, shudder not with fright, But hear the angel's warning. This Child, now weak in infancy, Our confidence and joy shall be; The power of Satan breaking, Our peace eternal making. Scripture: Isaiah 9:2-7 Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH

For Constant Christian Friendship

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #26 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother Lyrics: Jesus! Thou, my dearest Brother, Who dost well to me intend, Thou mine Anchor, Mast, and Rudder, And my truest Bosom-Friend. To Thee, ere was earth or heaven, Had the race of man been given; Thou, e’en me, poor guest of earth, Chosen hadst before my birth. Thou art free from guile, Lord! ever Innocent of all that’s base; But on this sad earth whenever I in meditation gaze, There I find deception living; Who excelleth in deceiving, Who the best dissemble can, He’s the best and wisest man. Hollow and unfaithful ever Is the friendship of the earth; Seemeth she a man to favour? ’Tis but for the gold he’s worth; Are we prosp’rous, do we flourish? She will smile on us, and nourish; Doth misfortune o’er us low’r? She forsakes us in that hour. Drive away from me, and shield me From such instability; If I, Father, have defil’d me (For I also human be) With this mire, and did I ever Falsehood love, oh! now deliver. All my guilt I own to Thee, Patience give, and grace to me! May I ne’er be overtaken By the evils Thou hast said Come on those who’ve truth forsaken, And with wares deceptive trade; For Thou sayest Thou disownest, As abomination shunnest, Ev’ry hypocrite’s false mood, Who talks, but doth not the good. May my heart be constant ever, Faithful still to every friend; When to grief Thou dost deliver Them, and ’neath the cross they bend, May I even then ne’er shun them, But like unto Thee, Lord, own them, Who, when we were poor and bare, Tended’st us with fondest care. After Thy will, Saviour, give me One in whom I may confide, Who will faithful counsel give me When my heart is sorely tried; To whom I may freely utter All I feel, with nought to fetter, In the measure I may need, ’Till my heart from care is freed. Oh! let David’s bliss betide me, Give to me a Jonathan Who will come and stand beside me Like a rock, though every man From my company should sever, Who his heart will give me ever, Who’ll stand firm in every hour, When sun shines or tempests low’r. Out of all the men who’re living, Choose me a believing friend, Who to Thee is firmly cleaving, On Thine arm doth aye depend; Who may by Thy will relieve me, Help and comfort ever give me, Help, from sympathizing heart, Comfort, when I feel grief’s smart. When ’tis only the mouth loveth, Then the love is ill bestow’d; Whose love but to good words moveth While he keeps a hateful mood, Whom self-interest rules ever, Who when honey falls, stays never, But escapeth speedily,— Ever far be such from me! In my weakness and my sinning, Move my friend to speak to me, By his words of kindness winning, Never as an enemy. Who reproves in love and sadness Is like him, in days of gladness, Who pours balsam over me That by Jordan floweth free. Riches great were I possessing, Priceless were my property; Jesus! did Thy hand such blessing Graciously bestow on me, Were such friend, Lord! ever near me, By His constancy to cheer me; Who doth honour Thee, and fear He hath such a treasure near. Good friends like to staves are ever, Whereon men lean as they go, That the weak one can deliver, When he slides and lieth low: Sad his case who such ne’er knoweth, Who through life all friendless goeth, Weary is his lonely way, When he falls, to help who stay? Gracious Saviour! let it please Thee, Be my Friend in every hour, Be my Friend, till death release me, Be my faithful Staff of pow’r! When Thou to Thyself wilt bind me, Then a heart Thou soon wilt find me, By Thy Holy Spirit fir’d With good thoughts to me inspir’d. Languages: English

Thou art but Man!

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Hymnal: Paul Gerhardt's Spiritual Songs #34 (1867) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 First Line: Thou art but man, to thee 'tis known Lyrics: Thou art but man, to thee ’tis known, Why dost thou then endeavour To do what God should do alone, Or can accomplish ever? A thousand griefs thou goest through, In spite of all thy wit can do; Upon thine end thou pond’rest, What it will be thou wond’rest. ’Tis all in vain, in vain thy care, With all thy musings earnest, In all thy life a single hair Thou white or black ne’er turnest. The griefs by which thou’rt sore distress’d Can only serve to mar thy rest, Cause anguish unavailing, Thy life itself curtailing. Wilt thou do what is for thy good, And what thy God good seeth? Then cast on Him each heavy load, ’Fore whom earth and heav’n fleeth. Thy life and labour, all that’s thine, With joy into God’s hand resign; A happy end He’ll ever Give thee, and thee deliver. Who car’d for thee ere light of day Had dawn’d upon thy vision, While in the womb thy soul still lay As in a gloomy prison? Who thought upon thy welfare then? What good did all the might of men Do, when to thee were given Life, mind, and pow’r from heaven? Whose skill was it that fashion’d thee? And who thy frame uprearèd? To glad our eyes, by whose decree, Say, hath the light appearèd? Who hath thy veins in order laid, For each a course convenient made? Who hath thy frame replenish’d With members fair and finish’d? Where were thy mind and will and heart When land and ocean over, Yea, even earth’s remotest part, The sky was spread to cover? Who made the sun and moon to shine, Who gave herbs, trees, and beasts as thine, Who bid them satisfy thee, And no desire deny thee? Lift up thy head, see everywhere, Above, around, below thee, How God in all for thee His care, And at all times, doth show thee! Thy meat and drink, the clothes dost wear, Did God, ere need thou felt’st, prepare. God, ere thou wast, prepar’d thee Thy mother’s milk, that rear’d thee. The raiment that in infancy Thy nakedness did cover, The cradle that receivèd thee, The roof thy young head over, Were all in love prepar’d for thee, Ere yet thine eye was op’d to see The wonders that abounded, The world that thee surrounded. Yet wilt thou walk by thine own light Thy life long, only heeding, Believing nothing but thy sight, Go whither it is leading. In all that thou dost undertake, Thy heart thy counsellor dost make, Unless by it selected, Is ev’ry plan rejected. Behold! how oft and openly God’s providence undoeth The plans thy hand so ardently And hopefully pursueth. But it doth happen frequently, That e’en the very things we see The wisest men could never Predict, or think of ever. How oft thy stiff-neck’d self-will hath To bitter need reduc’d thee! When heart and mind deluded, death To take for life, seduc’d thee! And had the Lord thy work and deed Along the path allow’d proceed That thou thyself had’st taken, Lost wert thou and forsaken. He who to us love endless feels, When self-involv’d, then frees us, Ev’n self-inflicted wounds He heals, Guides when astray He sees us. Paternal kindness, tender love, To these His heart doth ever move, This love poor sinners beareth, For whom as sons He careth. Ah! silence doth He often keep, But still the while He blesses, E’en though we tears of anguish weep, Though grief the heart depresses, Although our eager eyes we strain, And seek for light, but seek in vain, And seek deliv’rance ever From woe, but find it never. But God our Lord still onward straight His path pursueth ever, And brings us to heav’n’s peaceful gate, Where storms assail us never. What dark was and mysterious here In all God’s ways, shall be then clear, His wisdom we’ll discover When our life-work is over. Then peace, be still, my troubled breast! And let no grief distress thee, God ever plans for thee the best, His heart is set to bless thee. Thy cause the Saviour ne’er can leave, In this assuredly believe, Tow’rd us He ever yearneth, His ardent love aye burneth. With grace and truth His loving heart For evermore is glowing, And keenly feeleth He the smart, When from our eyes are flowing Hot tears, caus’d by vain sorrow’s load, As if in wrath and hate our God Could ever helpless leave us, Would never comfort give us! The evil thought, ah! put away, No more may it deceive thee, Although what happ’neth, seldom may Increase of pleasure give thee. But that will happen certainly Which God thy Father doth decree; From what He wills to send thee, No mortal can defend thee. Then to thy Father’s arms of love In confidence betake thee, Pray on till His compassion move, His special care He make thee! Then by His Spirit will He guide, Through unknown paths still at thy side, From all thy woe and striving At last deliv’rance giving. Languages: English

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M.G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: A Teaching Hymnal #34 (2018) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #36 (1994) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Topics: Christmas; Jesus Christ Birth Languages: English Tune Title: Ẉ ZLOBIE LEZY

Lord, we humbly bow before Thee

Author: Henry Thompson Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #42 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Lord, we humbly bow before Thee, In thy courts on this Thy day; Help us rightly to adore Thee, Worthily to praise and pray: Worldly cares and thoughts dispelling, In our hearts Thy Spirit dwelling; Teach us meekly to obey, Learn Thy will, and keep Thy way. 2 Hear, O Lord, our full confession, When to Thee we lift our cry; Pardon speak for each transgression; To our suppliant soul draw nigh: Thy pure word our hearts directing, Thy good grace our steps protecting; Look on us with pitying eye, All we need, O Lord, supply. Topics: Beginning of Service; Worship in General Beginning of Service; Beginning of Service; Lord's Day; Praise and Prayer Tune Title: [Lord, we humbly bow before Thee, in Thy courts on this Thy day]

Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

Author: Edith M. G. Reed, 1885-1933 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #44 (1978) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Infant holy, infant lowly, For his bed a cattle stall; Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the child is Lord of all. Swiftly winging, angels singing, Bells are ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the child is Lord of all! Christ the child is Lord of all! 2 Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping Vigil till the morning new Saw the glory, heard the story, Tidings of a Gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, Praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the child was born for you! Christ the child was born for you! Topics: Christmas; Christmas Languages: English Tune Title: W ZLOBIE LEZY