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O Righteous, in the Lord Rejoice
Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 8 hymnals First Line: O righteous in the Lord rejoice Lyrics: 1 O righteous, in the Lord rejoice;
how pleasant that with joyful voice
God's saints his name should praise.
With harp and hymn of gladness sing,
your gift of sweetest music bring,
to him a new song raise.
2 Let all the earth the Lord God fear;
let all who dwell both far and near
in awe before him stand!
For, lo, he spoke and it was done,
and all, with sov'reign pow'r begun,
stood firm at his command.
3 The Lord God from his throne on high
looks down with clear and searching eye
on all that dwell below.
And he that fashioned heart and mind
looks ever down on humankind
the works of all to know.
4 His eye is on all those who fear;
to those who hope, the Lord is near
according to his word.
Death cannot touch those in his hand,
nor trouble conquer in the land;
we wait upon the Lord.
Topics: Church As Covenant People; Fear of God; God; God Incomprehensibility; God Praises of; God Sovereignty of ; The Nation Scripture: Psalm 33 Used With Tune: FRANCES Text Sources: The Psalter, 1912; alt.
O Righteous, in the Lord Rejoice
God, Hear My Prayer
Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: God, hear my prayer, my voice attend Text Sources: The Book of Psalms for Singing, 1973; alt.
God, Hear My Prayer
O Happy Land, Whose Sons in Youth
Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 11 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O happy land, whose sons in youth,
In sturdy strength and noble truth,
Like plants in vigor spring;
Whose daughters fair, a queenly race,
Are like the cornerstones that grace
The palace of a king,
The palace of a king.
2 O happy land, when flock and field
Their rich, abundant increase yield,
And blessings multiply;
When plenty all thy people share,
And no invading foe is there,
And no distressful cry,
And no distressful cry.
3 O happy people, favored land,
To whom the Lord with liberal hand
Has thus His goodness shown;
Yea, surely is that people blest
By whom Jehovah is confessed
To be their God alone,
To be their God alone. Topics: Harvest; Civil Liberty; Our Nation; Prosperity; Thanksgiving Day; Youth Scripture: Psalm 144 Used With Tune: SHORTLE
O Happy Land, Whose Sons in Youth
How Blest Are Hearts, Which Christ The Lord
Author: Christopher Wordsworth Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 How blest are hearts, which Christ the Lord
Has joined, as with a silver cord,
In spousal unity;
And animated are with love,
And inspirations from above,
O Holy Ghost, by Thee!
2 When angels sang creation’s birth,
Man, fashioned from the dust of earth,
In Eden was alone;
But God made Eve from Adam’s side,
And brought her to him as a bride,
And willed them to be one.
3 O holy wedlock, ratified
In Heav’n; a knot for ever tied
By God in paradise;
O happiness beyond compare,
What tongues of angels to declare
Thy blessedness suffice?
4 Anthems angelical were heard,
When Christ, the Everlasting Word,
To wed His spouse did come,
And take His consecrated bride,
Cleansed by the life-blood from His side,
Unto His heav’nly home.
5 At Cana’s feast, that heav’nly Guest
Did first His Godhead manifest,
And water change to wine;
In wedlock, tears of sorrowing earth
Are changed to wine of heav’nly mirth,
By power and love divine.
6 Mirrored in nuptial purity
The marriage of the Church we see,
And Christ the Bridegroom’s love;
Angels look down, and anthems sing,
The Holy Dove, with golden wing,
Sheds blessings from above.
7 Bless, ever bless, Thy servants, Lord,
Whom Thou dost join in sweet accord.
The bridegroom and the bride;
In sorrow, sickness, and in health,
In tribulation and in wealth,
Be Thou their help and guide.
8 Be with them, Lord, as day by day
They with one heart together pray,
Thy Word together read,
Together at Thine altar kneel,
And with Thy blood their union seal,
On Thee together feed.
9 May they for ever have Thee near,
Making them to Thyself more dear,
And each to each in Thee;
So, when from earthly cares released,
May they at Thine own marriage feast
Be blest eternally.
10 To Father, whose paternal love
Sends benedictions from above,
Eternal praises be;
And God the Son, Incarnate Word,
With Holy Spirit, be adored;
One God and Persons Three.
Used With Tune: JOSEPHINE Text Sources: The Holy Year (London: Rivingtons: 1862)
How Blest Are Hearts, Which Christ The Lord
How Happy Is the Pilgrim's Lot
Author: John Wesley Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 181 hymnals Lyrics: 1. How happy is the pilgrim’s lot!
How free from every anxious thought,
From worldly hope and fear!
Confined to neither court nor cell,
His soul disdains on earth to dwell,
He only sojourns here.
2. This happiness in part is mine,
Already saved from self design,
From every creature love;
Blest with the scorn of finite good,
My soul is lightened of its load,
And seeks the things above.
3. The things eternal I pursue,
A happiness beyond the view
Of those that basely pant
For things by nature felt and seen;
Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean
I neither have nor want.
4. I have no sharer of my heart,
To rob my Savior of a part,
And desecrate the whole;
Only betrothed to Christ am I,
And wait His coming from the sky,
To wed my happy soul.
5. I have no babes to hold me here;
But children more securely dear
For mine I humbly claim,
Better than daughters or than sons,
Temples divine of living stones,
Inscribed with Jesus’ name.
6. No foot of land do I possess,
No cottage in this wilderness,
A poor wayfaring man,
I lodge awhile in tents below;
Or gladly wander to and fro,
Till I my Canaan gain.
7. Nothing on earth I call my own;
A stranger, to the world unknown,
I all their goods despise;
I trample on their whole delight,
And seek a country out of sight,
A country in the skies.
8. There is my house and portion fair,
My treasure and my heart are there.
And my abiding home;
For me my elder brethren stay,
And angels beckon me away,
And Jesus bids me come.
9. I come, Thy servant, Lord, replies,
I come to meet Thee in the skies,
And claim my heavenly rest;
Now let the pilgrim’s journey end,
Now, O my Savior, brother, friend.
Receive me to Thy breast! Used With Tune: HABAKKUK Text Sources: Hymns for Those That Seek and Those That Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus, 1747
How Happy Is the Pilgrim's Lot
Be it my only wisdom here
Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-88 Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 155 hymnals Topics: The Christian Life Service and Influence Used With Tune: GROSVENOR
Be it my only wisdom here
Before Thee, Lord, a People Waits
Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 11 hymnals Topics: Dependence On God, On Christ; Hearer Of Prayer, God The; Nature, God In; Providence, Divine; Vows; Worship; Forgiveness of Sins; House of God ; Opening Of The Service; Election, Divine; Goodness of God; Grace Of God, Of Christ Scripture: Psalm 65 Used With Tune: MALONE
Before Thee, Lord, a People Waits
Come On, My Partners in Distress
Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 239 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Come on, my partners in distress,
My comrades through the wilderness,
Who still your bodies feel;
Awhile forget your griefs and fears,
And look beyond the vale of tears,
To that celestial hill.
2. Beyond the bounds of time and space,
Look forward to that happy place,
The saints’ secure abode;
On faith’s strong eagle pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.
3. See where the Lamb in glory stands,
Encircled with His radiant bands,
And join the angelic powers.
For all that height of glorious bliss,
Our everlasting portion is,
And all that Heaven is ours.
4. Who suffer with our Master here,
We shall before His face appear
And by His side sit down;
To patient faith the prize is sure,
And all that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.
5. Thrice blessèd, bliss-inspiring hope!
It lifts the fainting spirits up,
It brings to life the dead;
Our conflicts here shall soon be past,
And you and I ascend at last,
Triumphant with our Head.
6. That great mysterious Deity
We soon with open face shall see;
The beatific sight
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.
7. The Father shining on His throne,
The glorious co-eternal Son,
The Spirit one and seven,
Conspire our rapture to complete;
And lo! we fall before His feet,
And silence heightens Heaven.
8. In hope of that ecstatic pause,
Jesus, we now sustain Thy cross,
And at Thy footstool fall,
’Till Thou our hidden life reveal,
’Till Thou our ravished spirits fill,
And God is all in all. Used With Tune: HABAKKUK Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749
Come On, My Partners in Distress
His Matchless Worth
Author: Samuel Medley, 1738-1799 Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 738 hymnals First Line: O could I speak the matchless worth Topics: Hymns of Worship Christ; Praise Used With Tune: ARIEL
His Matchless Worth
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