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Jesus, Thou Joy

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 558 hymnals First Line: Jesus, Thou Joy of loving hearts Topics: Prayer and Consecration Used With Tune: HAMPSTEAD

Where cross the crowded ways of life

Author: Frank Mason North Appears in 369 hymnals Topics: The Kingdom of God Service Used With Tune: HAMPSTEAD

When, Dearest Lord, When Shall It Be?

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: When, dearest Lord, when shall it be Lyrics: 1 When, dearest Lord, when shall it be That I shall find my all in Thee, The fullness of Thy promise prove, The seal of Thine eternal love? 2 A poor, blind child I wander here, If haply I may feel Thee near: O dark, dark, dark, I still must say, Amid the blaze of Gospel day. 3 Thee, only Thee, I fain would I find, I cast the world and flesh behind; Thou, only Thou, to me be given, And all Thou hast in earth or Heaven. 4 All earthly comforts I disdain, They shall not rob me of my pain, Or make me senseless of my load, Or less disconsolate for God. 5 Rather, let all the creatures take Their miserable comforts back, With every vain relief depart, And leave me to my broken heart. 6 Leave me, my friends, the mourner leave, For God, and not for you I grieve; My weakness, O ye strong, despise, My foolish ignorance, ye wise. 7 Let all my Father’s children be Still angry, still displeased with me, Disclaim, dishonor, and disown: I would be poor, forlorn, alone. 8 A child, a fool, a thing of naught, Abhorred, neglected, and forgot, Contemned, abandoned, and distressed Till I from mortal man have cease. 9 When from the arm of flesh set free, Jesu, my soul shall fly to Thee: Jesu, when I have lost my all, My soul shall on Thy bosom fall. 10 When man forsakes, Thou wilt not leave, Ready the outcasts to receive, Thou all my simpleness I own, And all my faults to Thee are known. 11 Ah! wherefore did I ever doubt? Thou wilt in no wise cast me out, A helpless soul that comes to Thee, With only sin and misery. 12 Lord, I am sick; My sickness cure; I want; Do Thou enrich the poor: Under Thy mighty hand I stoop, O lift the abject sinner up! 13 Lord, I am blind; be Thou my sight; Lord, I am weak; be Thou my might; A helper of the helpless be, And let me find my all in Thee! Used With Tune: HAMPSTEAD Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England; Felix Farley, 1742)