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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. 33 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.

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.

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.

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

Burn in Me, Fire of God

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal

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

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.

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; 74 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 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. 173 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.

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. 216 '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 child, a youth, a man

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: A child, a youth, a man, The whole of life below! Our time a breath, our course a span; Whence come we? whither go? Whence come we?--From the womb Of dark eternity; And thither go we, through the tomb,-- Behold a mystery! 217 For though with worms and dust His mortal relics lie, Death may not hold or harm the just; The spirit cannot die. On angels' wings afar, 'Tis, by a path unknown, Beyond the range of sun or star, Caught up before the throne:-- At rest in Paradise, With Him in bliss to live, Who bought it with so great a price, Heaven could no higher give:-- Till at the trumpet's sound, When soul and body meet, They twain are one again, and found In Christ, a saint complete. By His good Spirit taught, While train'd on earth, may we Be thus by grace to glory brought, And immortality. Sacred Poems and Hymns

As from the winter sky

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: As from the winter sky, When keen the tempests blow, O'er fields that waste and barren lie, Descends the softening snow; Not with ice-binding cold To chill the stubborn soil, But crumble and prepare the mould To meet the plougher's toil. Then dew, rain, thunder-showers With milk and honey feed The infant family of flowers, And nurse the sower's seed. Till autumn-sunshine bland, The grateful ground receives, And harvest-moonlight, o'er the land, Brings home the reaper's sheaves:-- Thus, in the reign of grace, Come gospel-blessings down, And where they fall or shine, the place With love, joy, peace, they crown. God's word, His will performs, And in this world, destroy'd By sin and death, through calms or storms, Returns not to Him void. 303 May our great union-field, Where precious seed is sown, Harvests of souls in season yield To gather round His throne. Sacred Poems and Hymns

With men impossible

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: With men impossible! What hope remains for me? A sinner on the verge of hell, How? whither? shall I flee? "Flee from the wrath to come," I hear Jehovah say; What can I do--let doubt be dumb,-- What can I--but obey? His sceptre or His rod, Who shall control them?--None: All things are possible with God, He speaks, and it is done. 31 'Tis but to know His will, And in His power confide, Then faith may bid the sun stand still, Or walk upon the tide. The Lord can make a worm Almighty if He please, And at His single word perform Impossibilities. When to the blind man's eyes He saith "Behold!" 'tis so: And when He calls the dead, they rise, Though the grave's mouth cries "No!" Then, my Redeemer, then, From wrath to love I flee, The things impossible to men, Are possible with Thee. I, at Thy feet, in dust, My unbelief resign, In Thee alone is all my trust, Lord, save me, I am thine. Sacred Poems and Hymns

God said, Let there be light

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: God said, "Let there be light!" And light sprang forth, new born; He spake, 'twas done,--primeval night Brake into glorious morn. Who then shall dare to say, "Let there be darkness"--none But ravening wolves that hate the day, And owls that fear the sun. Stars, from the solar fount, Their borrow'd lustre draw; Moses came radiant from the mount To teach God's holy law. Warm from the throne of grace, Where we have learnt His will; When we go forth may every face Express His image still. Light in the Lord are we, While by His truth we stand, Reflecting beams of Deity, Like stars in His right hand. So shall our schools be found As gardens of the Lord, And fruits of holiness abound, Where'er we plant the Word. Sacred Poems and Hymns

Let songs of praise arise

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Let songs of praise arise; Teachers, your tribute bring Lyrics: Let songs of praise arise; Teachers, your tribute bring; Let hallelujahs fill the skies, Earth with hosannas ring. Once, by the river-side, A little fountain rose; Now, like the Severn's sea-ward tide, Round the broad world it flows. One heaven-directed mind Reveal'd the simple plan: Now, in the glorious task combined, Ten thousand are one man. Though poor and mean the place, And small the band he taught: Millions since then have shared the grace; Behold what God hath wrought. Through Albion's ocean-isles, In near and distant lands, Where'er the Christian Sabbath smiles, The Sabbath School-house stands. 362 Heralds of peace proclaim The year of jubilee; Now in the Babe of Bethlehem's Name, Bid every child go free. Sacred Poems and Hymns

Doxology (S.M.)

Author: James Montgomery Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Glory, O Father! be Lyrics: Glory, O Father! be, To Thee, and to Thy Son, And to the Holy Spirit--Three, In name, in Godhead One. As 'twas ere time begun, As 'tis, and yet shall be, While everlasting ages run, On through eternity. 378 Sacred Poems and Hymns

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