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One in Christ

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #157 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: A Holy air is breathing round Lyrics: A Holy air is breathing round, A fragrance from above; Be every soul from sense unbound, Be every spirit love. O God, unite us heart to heart, In sympathy divine, That we be never drawn apart, And love not Thee nor Thine; But, by the cross of Jesus taught, And all Thy gracious word, Be nearer to each other brought, And nearer to the Lord. Languages: English

“Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord!”

Author: Drummond Hymnal: BHPPD866 #103 (1866) First Line: A Voice from the desert comes awful and shrill Lyrics: A Voice from the desert comes awful and shrill; The Lord is advancing; prepare ye the way! The word of Jehovah he comes to fulfil, And o’er the dark world pour the splendor of day. Bring down the proud mountain, though towering to heaven, And be the low valley exalted on high; The rough path and crooked be made smooth and even, For, Zion! your King, your Redeemer, is nigh. The beams of salvation his progress illume, The lone, dreary wilderness sings of her God; The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom, And the olive of peace spreads its branches abroad. Languages: English

“Let This Cup Pass From Me.”

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #131 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: A voice upon the midnight air Lyrics: A voice upon the midnight air, Where Kedron’s moonlit waters stray, Weeps forth in agony of prayer, “O Father, take this cup away!” Ah, thou who sorrow’st unto death, We conquer in thy mortal fray; And earth for all her children saith, “O God, take not this cup away!” O Lord of sorrow, meekly die; Thou’lt heal or hallow all our woe; Thy peace shall still the mourner’s sigh; Thy strength shall raise the faint and low. Great chief of faithful souls, arise; None else can lead the martyr band, Who teach the soul how peril flies, When faith, unarmed, uplifts the hand. O King of earth, the cross ascend; O’er climes and ages ’tis thy throne; Where’er thy fading eye may bend, The desert blooms and is thine own. Thy parting blessing, Lord, we pray; Make but one fold below, above; And when we go the last, lone way, O, give the welcome of thy love. Languages: English

Epiphany

Author: J. Weiss Hymnal: BHPPD866 #424 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: A wondrous star our pioneer Lyrics: A wondrous star our pioneer, We left the mystic land Where heaven-nurtured childhood slept, Where yet old visions stand. O God! the land of dreams we left, Repose we left for aye, And followed meekly to the place Where our Redeemer lay. That humble manger we have found; The world his cradle is; His life is hidden far below Its sins and miseries. The world throws wide its brazen gates; With Thee we enter in; O, grant us, in our humble sphere, To free that world from sin. We have one mind in Christ our Lord To stand and point above; To hurl rebuke at social wrong; But all, O God, in love. The star is resting in the sky; To worship Christ we came; The moments haste; O, touch our tongues With Thy celestial flame! The truest worship is a life; All dreaming we resign; We lay our offerings at thy feet,— Our lives, O Christ, are thine! Languages: English

“In Remembrance of Me.”

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #139 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: According to thy gracious word Lyrics: According to thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. Gethsemane can I forget? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee? When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! I must remember thee;— Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me; Yea, while a breath, a pulse, remains, Will I remember thee. Languages: English

Acquaint Thee with God

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #199 (1866) First Line: Acquaint thee, O spirit, acquaint thee with God Lyrics: Acquaint thee, O spirit, acquaint thee with God, And joy, like the sunshine, shall beam on thy road; And peace, like the dew, shall descend round thy head, And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. Acquaint thee, O spirit, acquaint thee with God, And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad; Thy safeguard in danger that threatens thy path, Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. Languages: English

Affliction, God’s Angel

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #329 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Affliction's faded form draws nigh Lyrics: Affliction’s faded form draws nigh, With wrinkled brow and downcast eye; With sackcloth on her bosom spread, And ashes scattered o’er her head. But deem her not a child of earth; From heaven she draws her sacred birth; Beside the throne of God she stands To execute his kind commands. The messenger of love, she flies To train us for our sphere, the skies; And onward as we move, the way Becomes more smooth, more bright the day. Her weeds to robes of glory turn, Her looks with kindling radiance burn; And from her lips these accents steal,— “God smites to bless, he wounds to heal!” Languages: English

Slavery

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #439 (1866) First Line: Ages, ages have departed Lyrics: Ages, ages have departed, Since the first dark vessel bore Afric’s children, broken-hearted, To this far-off western shore; She, like Rachel, Weeping, for they were no more. Millions, millions have been slaughtered In the fight and on the deep; Millions, millions more have watered, With such tears as captives weep, Fields of labor Where their wasted bodies sleep. Mercy, mercy, vainly pleading, Rends her garments, smites her breast, Till a voice from heaven proceeding Gladden all the waiting west: “Come, ye weary! Come, and I will give you rest!” Tidings, tidings of salvation! Brothers, rise with one accord, Purge the plague-spot from our nation, Till, unto their rights restored, Slaves no longer, All are freemen in the Lord! Languages: English

Life’s Work

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #306 (1866) First Line: All around us, fair with flowers Lyrics: All around us, fair with flowers, Fields of beauty sleeping lie; All around us clarion voices Call to duty stern and high. Thankfully we will rejoice in All the beauty God has given; But beware it does not win us From the work ordained of Heaven. Following every voice of mercy With a trusting, loving heart; Let us in life’s earnest labor Still be sure to do our part. Now, to-day, and not to-morrow, Let us work with all our might, Lest the wretched faint and perish In the coming stormy night. Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,— Lest, before to-morrow’s sun, We too, mournfully departing, Shall have left our work undone. Languages: English

Praise Ye the Lord

Author: Sandys Hymnal: BHPPD866 #495 (1866) First Line: All, from the sun's uprise Lyrics: All, from the sun’s uprise Unto his setting rays, Resound in jubilees The great Creator’s praise! Him serve alone; In triumph bring Your gifts, and sing Before His throne! Man drew from man his birth; But God his noble frame, (Built of the ruddy earth,) Filled with celestial flame. His sons we are, By Him are led, Preserved and fed With tender care. Then to His portals press In your divine resorts; With thanks His power profess, And praise Him in His courts. How good! how pure! His mercies last; His promise past Is ever sure. Languages: English

Christian Equality

Author: H. Martineau Hymnal: BHPPD866 #182 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: All men are equal in their birth Lyrics: All men are equal in their birth, Heirs of the earth and skies; All men are equal, when that earth Fails from their dying eyes. God greets the throngs who pay their vows In courts their hands have made; And hears the worshipper who bows Beneath the plantain shade. ’Tis man alone who difference sees, And speaks of high and low; And worships those, and tramples these, While the same path they go. O, let man hasten to restore To all their rights of love! In power and wealth exult no more, In wisdom lowly move. Ye great! renounce your earth-born pride; Ye low! your shame and fear; Live, as ye worship, side by side; Your brotherhood revere. Languages: English

Praise the Lord!

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #499 (1866) First Line: All ye nations, praise the Lord Lyrics: All ye nations, praise the Lord; All ye lands, your voices raise; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord, forever praise. For His truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of His right hand, Like His own eternity. Praise Him, ye who know His love; Praise Him, from the depths beneath; Praise Him in the heights above; Praise your Maker, all that breathe! Languages: English

Charitable Judgment

Author: Scott Hymnal: BHPPD866 #288 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: All-seeing God!-'tis Thine to know Lyrics: All-seeing God! ’tis Thine to know The springs whence wrong opinions flow,— To judge, from principles within, When frailty errs, and when we sin. Who, among men, great Lord of all, Thy servant to his bar shall call? Judge him, for modes of faith, Thy foe, Or doom him to the realms of woe? Who with another’s eye can read, Or worship by another’s creed? Trusting Thy grace, we form our own, And bow to Thy commands alone. If wrong, correct; accept, if right; While, faithful, we improve our light, Condemning none, but zealous still To learn and follow all Thy will. Languages: English

Spiritual Blessings

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #217 (1866) First Line: Almighty Father! Thou hast many a blessing Lyrics: Almighty Father! Thou hast many a blessing In store for every erring child of Thine; For this I pray,—Let me, Thy grace possessing, Seek to be guided by Thy will divine. Not for earth’s treasures, for her joys the dearest, Would I my supplications raise to Thee; Not for the hopes that to my heart are nearest, But only that I give that heart to Thee. I pray that Thou wouldst guide and guard me ever; Cleanse, by Thy power, from every stain of sin; I will Thy blessing ask on each endeavor, And thus Thy promised peace my soul shall win. Languages: English

Prayer for Wisdom

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #43 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Almighty God, in humble prayer Lyrics: Almighty God, in humble prayer To Thee our souls we lift; Do Thou our waiting minds prepare For Thy most needful gift. We ask not golden streams of wealth Along our path to flow; We ask not undecaying health, Nor length of years below: We ask not honors, which an hour May bring and take away; We ask not pleasure, pomp, or power, Lest we should go astray: We ask for wisdom: Lord, impart The knowledge how to live: A wise and understanding heart To all before Thee give. The young remember Thee in youth, Before the evil days! The old be guided by Thy truth In wisdom’s pleasant ways! Languages: English

He Maketh All Things New

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #594 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Almighty Spirit, now behold Lyrics: Almighty Spirit, now behold A world by sin destroyed! Creative spirit, as of old Move on the formless void! Give Thou the word—the healing sound Shall quell the deadly strife, And earth again, like Eden crowned, Bring forth the tree of life. If sang the morning stars for joy When nature rose to view, What strains shall angel harps employ, When Thou shalt all renew! Languages: English

The Soldier of the Cross

Author: Watts Hymnal: BHPPD866 #311 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Am I a soldier of the cross Lyrics: Am I a soldier of the cross, And pledged to bear its shame? And shall I fear to own Christ’s cause, Or blush to speak his name? Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Shall sloth and faintness win Thy peace, O Thou, the martyr’s God? The fearless heart Thou wilt sustain; Increase my courage, Lord! I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word. The saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. When Thy illustrious day shall rise, And all Thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine. Languages: English

The Reformers

Author: Nicoll Hymnal: BHPPD866 #426 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: An offering at the shrine of power Lyrics: An offering at the shrine of power Our hands shall never bring; A garland on the car of pomp Our hands shall never fling; Applauding in the conqueror’s path Our voices ne’er shall be; But we have hearts to honor those Who bade the world go free! Praise to the good, the pure, the great, Who made us what we are,— Who lit the flame which yet shall glow With radiance brighter far! Glory to them in coming time, And through eternity, Who burst the captive’s galling chain, And bade the world go free! Languages: English

Evening Hymn for a Child

Author: Pierpont Hymnal: BHPPD866 #372 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Another day its course hath run Lyrics: Another day its course hath run, And still, O God! Thy child is blest; For Thou hast been by day my sun, And Thou wilt be by night my rest. Sweet sleep descends, mine eyes to close; And now, while all the world is still, I give my body to repose, My spirit to my Father’s will. Languages: English

Not Lost, But Gone Before

Author: Whittier Hymnal: BHPPD866 #404 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Another hand is beckoning us Lyrics: Another hand is beckoning us, Another call is given; And glows once more with angel steps The path that leads to heaven. O, half we deemed she needed not The changing of her sphere, To give to heaven a shining one, Who walked an angel here. Unto our Father’s will alone One thought hath reconciled; That He whose love exceedeth ours Hath taken home his child. Fold her, O Father, in thine arms, And let her henceforth be A messenger of love between Our human hearts and Thee. Still let her mild rebukings stand Between us and the wrong, And her dear memory serve to make Our faith in goodness strong. Languages: English

Glad Worship

Author: Mrs. Osgood Hymnal: BHPPD866 #464 (1866) First Line: Approach not the altar with gloom in thy soul Lyrics: Approach not the altar with gloom in thy soul, Nor let thy feet falter from terror’s control; God loves not the sadness of fear and mistrust; O, serve Him with gladness,—the Loving and Just! His bounty is tender, His being is love; His smile fills with splendor the blue arch above; Confiding, believing, O, enter always His courts with thanksgiving, His portals with praise! Come not to His temple with pride in thy mien But lowly and simple, in courage serene; Bring meekly before Him the faith of a child, Bow down and adore Him with heart undefiled! Languages: English

The Heart’s Prayer

Author: Moore Hymnal: BHPPD866 #96 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: As, down in the sunless retreats of the ocean Lyrics: As, down in the sunless retreats of the ocean, Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So, deep in my soul, the still prayer of devotion, Unheard by the world, rises, silent, to Thee, My God! silent, to Thee,— Pure, warm, silent, to Thee. As still to the star of its worship, though clouded, The needle points faithfully o’er the dim sea, So, dark when I roam, in this wintry world shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns, trembling, to Thee, My God! trembling, to Thee,— True, sure, trembling, to Thee. Languages: English

The Heavenly Guardian

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #59 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: As every day Thy mercy spares Lyrics: As every day Thy mercy spares Will bring its trials or its cares, O Father, till my life shall end, Be Thou my counsellor and friend! Teach me Thy statutes all divine, And let Thy will be always mine! When each day’s scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy, richly blest, Guard me, my Father, while I rest; And as each morning sun shall rise, O, lead me onward to the skies! Languages: English

Tempted As We Are

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #113 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: As oft, with worn and weary feet Lyrics: As oft, with worn and weary feet, We tread earth’s rugged pathway o’er, The thought how comforting and sweet,— Christ trod this very path before; Our wants, our weaknesses, he knows, From life’s first dawning to its close. If we, beneath temptation’s stress, Do fight against dark powers within, So, in Judea’s wilderness, Christ wrestled with the thoughts of sin, When, in a weary, lonely hour, The tempter came with all his power. So, tried as I, this earth he trod, Knew every human ill but sin, And though the holiest Son of God, As I am now so hath he been; Jesus, my Saviour! look on me; For help and strength I turn to thee! Languages: English

The Soul Thirsting for God

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: BHPPD866 #226 (1866) First Line: As the hart, with eager looks Lyrics: As the hart, with eager looks, Panteth for the water-brooks, So my soul, athirst for Thee, Pants the living God to see; When, O, when, without a fear, Lord, shall I to Thee draw near? Why art thou cast down, my soul? God, thy God, shall make thee whole; Why art thou disquieted? God shall lift thy fallen head, And His countenance benign Be the saving health of thine. Languages: English

God Ever Near

Author: Newton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #69 (1866) First Line: As the sun's enlivening eye Lyrics: As the sun’s enlivening eye Shines on every place the same; So the Lord is always nigh To the souls that love His name. When they move at duty’s call, He is with them by the way; He is ever with them all, Those who go and those who stay. From His holy mercy-seat Nothing can their souls confine; Still in spirit they may meet, And in sweet communion join. Father, hear our humble prayer! Tender Shepherd of Thy sheep, Let Thy mercy and Thy care All our souls in safety keep. In Thy strength may we be strong; Sanctify each cross and pain; Give us, if Thou wilt, ere long Here to meet in peace again. Languages: English

“He Knoweth What Ye Have Need Of.”

Author: Merrick Hymnal: BHPPD866 #260 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Author of good, we rest on Thee Lyrics: Author of good, we rest on Thee; Thine ever watchful eye Alone our real wants can see, Thy hand alone supply. In Thine all-gracious providence Our cheerful hopes confide; O, let Thy power be our defence, Thy love our footsteps guide! And since, by passion’s force subdued, Too oft, with stubborn will, We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill,— Not what we wish, but what we want, Thy mercy still supply! The good unasked, O Father, grant; The ill, though asked, deny! Languages: English

The Christian Warfare

Author: Mrs. Barbauld Hymnal: BHPPD866 #318 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes Lyrics: Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes; See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host; Awake, my soul! or thou art lost. Here giant danger threatening stands, Mustering his pale, terrific bands; There, pleasure’s silken banners spread, And willing souls are captives led. See where rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires and lusts engage; The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain. Come, then, my soul! now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield; Put on the armor from above Of heavenly truth and heavenly love. The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth, and powers of hell; The Man of Calvary triumphed here; Why should his faithful followers fear? Languages: English

Forgetting the Things Behind

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: BHPPD866 #315 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve Lyrics: Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. ’Tis God’s all-animating voice That calls thee from on high; ’Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye;— That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors’ wreaths and monarchs’ gems Shall blend in common dust. Languages: English

Press Onward to the Mark

Author: Watts Hymnal: BHPPD866 #541 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Awake, our souls, away, our fears Lyrics: Awake, our souls, away, our fears; Let every trembling thought be gone. Awake and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. True ’tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, That feeds the strength of every saint. From Thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply, While such as trust in human strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We’ll mount aloft to Thine abode; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. Languages: English

Even-Song

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #556 (1866) First Line: Be near us, O Father! through night's silent hour Lyrics: Be near us, O Father! through night’s silent hour; Impart to our slumbers Thy calmness divine; Drop rest on our lids like the dew on the flower, That even our still sleep may have something of Thine. O watch o’er our couch; drive the tempter away; From the sins that corrupt and betray keep us free; That nor fancy shall wander, nor passion shall stray, And we dream not a thought that’s displeasing to Thee. And grant, when deep sleep o’er our senses shall close, That the heart may still watch, all unclouded and clear; Guard, guard still Thy children; and bless the repose That, stainless of sin, is untouched by a fear. Then still to Thee, Father, our praises we pay; Still to Thee we will offer love’s infinite store; Send down Thy pure spirit, even now while we pray; Be with us, and keep us, and bless, evermore! Languages: English

The House of God

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #4 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Be still! be still! for all around Lyrics: Be still! be still! for all around, On either hand, is holy ground: Here in His house, the Lord to-day Will listen, while His people pray. Thou, tost upon the waves of care, Ready to sink with deep despair, Here ask relief, with heart sincere, And thou shalt find that God is here. Thou who hast laid within the grave Those whom thou hadst no power to save, Believe their spirits now are near, For angels wait while God is here. Thou who hast dear ones far away, In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray, Pray for them now, and dry the tear, And trust the God who listens here. Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin, Deploring guilt that reigns within, The God of peace is ever near; The troubled spirit meets Him here. Languages: English

Trust in God

Author: Newton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #323 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Be still, my heart! these anxious cares Lyrics: Be still, my heart! these anxious cares To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares, They cast dishonor on thy Lord, And contradict His gracious word. Brought safely by His hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear? How canst thou want if He provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide? Did ever trouble yet befall, And He refuse to hear thy call? And has He not His promise past, That thou shalt overcome at last? He who has helped me hitherto Will help me all my journey through, And give me daily cause to raise New trophies to His endless praise. Languages: English

Morning Hymn

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #551 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Be Thou, O God, by night, by day Lyrics: Be Thou, O God, by night, by day, My guard, my guide from sin, My life, my trust, my light divine, To keep me pure within. Pure as the air, when day’s first light A cloudless sky illumes, And active as the lark that soars Till heaven shines round its plumes. So may my soul, upon the wings Of faith, unwearied rise, Till at the gate of heaven it sings, ’Midst light from Paradise. Languages: English

Through Cross to Light

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #532 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Bear on, my soul! the bitter cross Lyrics: Bear on, my soul! the bitter cross Of every trial here Shall lift thee to thy heaven above, But shall not enter there. Bear on, my soul! on God rely; Deliverance will come; A thousand ways the Father hath To bring His children home. And Thou, my heavenly Friend and Guide, Hast kindly led me on; Taught me to rest my fainting head Upon Thy heart alone. So comforted and so sustained, With dark events I strove, And found, when rightly understood, All, messengers of love. Languages: English

Hundredth Psalm

Author: Watts Hymnal: BHPPD866 #18 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Before Jehovah's awful throne Lyrics: Before Jehovah’s awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and He destroy. His sovereign power, without our aid, Gave life to clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again. We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name? We’ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs; High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise. Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love, Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Languages: English

Morning Hymn

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #550 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Behold, night's shadows fade Lyrics: Behold, night’s shadows fade, And morn is in the skies! To Him by whom all things were made Our aspirations rise. To break this deathly trance Help us, our God, our stay! Give the freed spirit utterance, Its languors charm away! So sin shall cease to reign, So safety shall be nigh; Rend, spirit blest, the heavy chains Of death, in victory! Languages: English

The Prince of Peace

Author: Needham Hymnal: BHPPD866 #112 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Behold, the Prince of Peace Lyrics: Behold, the Prince of Peace, The chosen of the Lord, God’s well beloved Son, fulfils The sure prophetic word! No royal pomp adorns This King of Righteousness; Meekness and patience, truth and love, Compose his princely dress. The Spirit of the Lord, In rich abundance shed, On this great prophet gently lights, And rests upon his head. Jesus, the light of men! His doctrine life imparts; O, may we feel its quickening power To warm and glad our hearts! Cheered by its beams, our souls Shall run the heavenly way; The path which Christ has marked and trod Will lead to endless day. Languages: English

Christianity

Author: Moore Hymnal: BHPPD866 #170 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Behold the sun, how bright Lyrics: Behold the sun, how bright From yonder east he springs, As if the soul of life and light Were breathing from his wings. So bright the gospel broke Upon the souls of men; So fresh the dreaming world awoke In truth’s full radiance then. Before yon sun arose, Stars clustered through the sky; But, O, how dim, how pale, were those, To his one burning eye! So truth lent many a ray, To bless the Pagan’s night; But, Lord, how faint, how cold, were they, To Thy one glorious light! Languages: English

The New Commandment

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #564 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Beneath the shadow of the cross Lyrics: Beneath the shadow of the cross, As earthly hopes remove, His new commandment Jesus gives, His blessed word of love. O bond of union, strong and deep! O bond of perfect peace! Not even the lifted cross can harm, If we but hold to this. Then, Jesus, be thy spirit ours! And swift our feet shall move To deeds of pure self-sacrifice, “And the sweet tasks of love.” Languages: English

Words and Deeds.

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #295 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Beneath the thick but struggling clouds Lyrics: Beneath the thick but struggling clouds, We talk of Christian life; The words of Jesus on our lips, Our hearts with man at strife. Traditions, forms, and selfish aims, Have dimmed the inner light; Have closely veiled the spirit-world And angels from our sight. Strong souls and willing hands we need, Our temple to repair; Remove the gathering dust of years, And show the model fair. We slumber while the present calls, But darkness grows with rest; Wouldst thou see truth? To action wake,— Do the divine behest. Languages: English

For a Summer Festival

Author: J. Weiss Hymnal: BHPPD866 #459 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Beneath Thy trees to-day we met Lyrics: Beneath Thy trees to-day we met, Amid Thy summer flowers; And every heart is blessing yet These happy, fleeting hours. But creeping shades to vespers call, And timely lore impart, To make our latest shadows fall From sunshine in the heart. Yes, even so; the summer leaf, The summer flowers, declare Their childlike, chastening belief, That Thou dost make them fair. O, let us cherish nature’s creed, And live and bloom to Thee; For only childlike hearts, we read, Can grace eternity. Languages: English

He Had Not Where to Lay His Head

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #126 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Birds have their quiet nest Lyrics: Birds have their quiet nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; All creatures have their rest, But Jesus had not where to lay his head. And yet he came to give The weary and the heavy-laden rest; To bid the sinner live, And soothe our griefs to slumber on his breast. Let the birds seek their nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; Come, Saviour, in my breast Come and repose thine oft rejected head! Come! give me rest, and take The only rest on earth thou lov’st, within A heart that for thy sake Shall purify itself from every sin. Languages: English

New Year

Author: Newton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #566 (1866) First Line: Bless, O Lord, each opening year Lyrics: Bless, O Lord, each opening year To the souls assembling here: Clothe Thy word with power divine, Make us willing to be Thine. Where Thou hast Thy work begun, Give new strength the race to run; Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears, Wipe away the mourner’s tears. Bless us all, both old and young; Call forth praise from every tongue: Let our whole assembly prove All Thy power and all Thy love! Languages: English

Praise to the God of Nature

Author: Hogg Hymnal: BHPPD866 #55 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Blessed be Thy name forever Lyrics: Blessed be Thy name forever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver! Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Blest are they Thou kindly keepest! God of stillness and of motion, Of the rainbow, and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock, and river, Blessed be Thy name forever! God of evening’s peaceful ray! God of every dawning day, Rising from the distant sea Breathing of eternity; Thine the flaming sphere of light, Thine the darkness of the night! God of life, that fade shall never! Glory to Thy name forever! Languages: English

Blessed Are the Dead

Author: Bowring Hymnal: BHPPD866 #348 (1866) First Line: Blessed, blessed are the dead Lyrics: Blessed, blessed are the dead In the Lord who die; Radiant is the path they tread Upward to the sky. All their deeds of virtue done, Deeds of peace and love, Now are stars of glory strewn, Lighting them above. Languages: English

The Pure in Heart

Author: Keble Hymnal: BHPPD866 #281 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Blest are the pure in heart Lyrics: 1 Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our God; The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is His abode. 2 Still to the lowly soul God doth Himself impart, And for His temple and His throne Doth choose the pure in heart. Languages: English

Bread of Heaven

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #153 (1866) First Line: Bread of heaven, on thee we feed Lyrics: Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed; Ever let our souls be fed With this true and living bread. Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice; Lord, thy wounds our healing give; To thy cross we look and live. Day by day with strength supplied, Through the life of him who died, Lord of life, O, let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee! Languages: English

Onward and Upward

Author: Staughton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #317 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Breast the wave, Christian! when it is strongest Lyrics: Breast the wave, Christian! when it is strongest; Watch for day, Christian! when the night’s longest; Onward and onward still be thine endeavor; The rest that remaineth will be forever. Fight the fight, Christian! Jesus is o’er thee; Run the race, Christian! heaven is before thee; He who hath promised faltereth never; The love of eternity flows on forever. Lift the eye, Christian! just as it closeth; Raise the heart, Christian! ere it reposeth; Thee from the love of Christ nothing shall sever; Mount when the work is done,—praise God forever! Languages: English

Epiphany

Author: Heber Hymnal: BHPPD866 #108 (1866) First Line: Brightest and best of the sons of the morning Lyrics: Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? Vainly we offer each costly oblation; Vainly with gifts would his favor secure: Richer by far is the heart’s adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Languages: English

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