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God of Our Fathers, unto Thee
Author: Arthur C. Ainger Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 8 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Refrain First Line: Lord God of hosts, uplift Thine hand Lyrics: 1. God of our fathers, unto Thee
Our fathers cried in danger’s hour,
And then Thou gavest them to see
The acts of Thine almighty power.
They cried to Thee, and Thou didst hear;
They called on Thee, and Thou didst save;
And we their sons today draw near
Thy name to praise, Thy help to crave.
Refrain
Lord God of hosts, uplift Thine hand,
Protect and bless our fatherland.
2. Thine is the majesty, O Lord,
And Thine dominion over all;
When Thou commandest, at Thy word
Great kings and nations rise or fall.
For eastern realms, for western coasts,
For islands washed by every sea,
The praise be giv’n, O God of hosts,
Not unto us, but unto Thee. [Refrain]
3. If in Thy grace Thou should’st allow
Our fame to wax through coming days,
Still grant us humbly, then as now,
Thy help to crave, Thy name to praise.
Not all alike in speech or birth,
Alike we bow before Thy throne;
One fatherland throughout the earth
Our Father’s noble acts we own. [Refrain] Used With Tune: TRAFALGAR
God of Our Fathers, unto Thee
The Seven Words On The Cross
Author: Charles L. Ford Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Brother in Christ! thy heart prepare Lyrics: 1 Brother in Christ! thy heart prepare,
Gird up thy loins, and mount with me
In soul yon blood-stained heights, to share
The sight which angels wondering see;
Hear on this spot of holy ground
Thy Savior’s dying words resound,
And take to thee their strength divine;
For they can richest solace lend
Through life—yea, and when life shall end,
Such only comfort shall be thine.
2 O loving heart! O pitying eyes
Such look that on His murderers threw!
"Forgive," amidst His pain He cries,
"They know not, Father, what they do."
Lover of men, Thy suppliant prayer
Ascends for those who nail Thee there,
Who on Thy grief with mockeries gaze.
O man, by vengeful passions driven,
Behold thy bright Example given,
And pray as thy Redeemer prays.
3 What pattern of affection large,
When, rising thousand pangs above,
He recommends the filial charge
To the disciple of His love!
Must I my own beloved ones see
Weep round my dying bed for me,
This word shall sweetest comfort bring;
To Him, whose latest mandate kind
Cared for the friends He left behind,
Shall those I leave for succor cling.
4 Ho! sin-sick souls, dispel your fears!
Trust and be saved, in Christ confide:
Hear how the world’s Redeemer cheers
The contrite sinner by His side.
He saith, consoling, "Thou shalt be
Today in paradise with Me;"
Such light at death’s dark gate be mine!
So may I hear Thy strengthening voice;
Such watchword sweet my soul rejoice
When in the last dread strife I join.
5 How sharp the sin-avenging rod
That urged Him, hanging on the tree,
Loudly to cry, "My God, My God,
Wherefore hast Thou forsaken Me?"
Yet thus, in nature’s weakest hour,
When darkness o’er His soul hath power,
His heart’s firm trust is unforgot.
I too the cup of grief shall drain;
My sinking soul shall cry, through pain,
"O God, my God, forsake me not!"
Used With Tune: TRAFALGAR Text Sources: German; Tr.: Lyra Christi by Charles L. Ford (London: Houlston and Sons, 1874)
The Seven Words On The Cross
