{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3975", "width": "2635", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\nChap..\u00e2\u0080\u0094.\u00e2\u0080\u0094. Copyright No......\\nShelf ft 3\\nT3\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "*i\u00c2\u00a3- *M- *M *J\u00c2\u00a3- ~^f- ^k ~^f- ~i\u00c2\u00a3-\\nHYMNAL\\nOF THE *e\\nEvangelical Ghorch.\\nWORD EDITION.\\nElDBlJtf PUBLISHING HOUSE,\\n1716-1718 Chouteau Avenue\\nSt. Louis, Mo\\n5^- *M- ~4\u00c2\u00a3- 5^- *M-\\n^S ^S ^S ^S ^S ^S \u00e2\u0080\u00a2^v ^S ^S", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "46170\\njUibrai y of Congress\\nTwo tOPttS RECtUED\\nSEP 12 1900\\nCopyright entry\\nSECOND COPY.\\nDelivered to\\nORDER DIVISION,\\nSEP 19 190U\\np\\n80078\\nEntered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1900,\\nBY A. G. TGENNIES,\\nin trust for the Eden Publishing House, in the office of\\nthe Librarian of Congress at Washington, D. C.", "height": "3862", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "FIMSUVVOJ\u00c2\u00a9.\\n,p T*he German Evangelical Synod of North\\nAmerica, organized A. D. 1840, has of late\\nyears been confronted by the necessity of giving\\nto its children a Hymnal in the language of the\\ncountry. The rising generation of this church,\\nthough of German ancestry, is gradually, in some\\nsections even rapidly, drifting away from the lan-\\nguage and customs of its forefathers, land is in\\ndanger of becoming estranged to a church, all of\\nwhose services hitherto have been conducted in\\nthe German language.\\nWhile there are many Hymnals in the English\\nlanguage, yet there is none that contains a suffi-\\ncient number of beautiful, lofty and dignified\\nGerman chorales, to merit its introduction into\\nthe Evangelical congregations, with whom the\\nknowledge of these chorales is the very essence of\\ntheir musical taste and education.\\nAccordingly, in February, 1899, a Hymnal in\\nthe English language, which should meet the re-\\nquirements of the Evangelical Church, has been\\npublished. It is a splendid work, based upon the\\nnoble German chorales with the very cream of\\nEnglish and American hymns, both a selection\\nand collection of choice tunes and distinctive\\nEvangelical hymns. Old English tunes, which", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "IV.\\nhave become obsolete and worthless, have been\\ndropped, and the acquired space has been given\\nto the most exquisite music of ancient and modern\\ndate only. Melodies of rare metre and merit,\\nnever before published in America, have been\\nadopted and new translations of choice German\\nhymns introduced. The arrangement of hymns\\naccording to the church-year and under many\\nmiscellaneous headings facilitates their selection.\\nThe Hymnal has found the happy approval\\nand praise of many men of national renown in\\nthe line of hymnological literature. Hardly a\\nyear has elapsed since its publication and intro-\\nduction in many of the Evangelical congregations,\\nand already comes the demand for a very cheap\\nedition, without music, which might be used\\nalongside the Hymnal proper. In order to meet\\nthis request, this word edition of the Hymnal\\nof the Evangelical Church is now published, only\\nthe music and appendix being omitted, and placed\\ninto the hands of the public, with the sincere\\nwish that this edition, too, may prove to be a\\nsource of great blessing and a means of establish-\\ning praise and glory to God, the Giver of all good.\\nBe filled with the spirit; speaking to your-\\nselves in Psalms, and Hymns, and spiritual Songs,\\nsinging and making melody in your heart to the\\nLord. Eph. 5, 18. 19.\\nBOARD OF PUBLICATION.\\nSt. Louis, June, 1900.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "I. WORSHIP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 HYMNS.\\nAt the Opening of Service 1\u00e2\u0080\u009425\\nAt the Close of Service 26\u00e2\u0080\u0094 35\\nii. the father. the son, and the holy\\nspirit-\\ngod, The Father Almighty:\\nHis Being and Attributes 36\u00e2\u0080\u0094 57\\nThe Creation Government and Providence 58\u00e2\u0080\u009479\\nThe Angels 80-83\\nThe Fall and Redemption of Man 84\u00e2\u0080\u0094 91\\nJesus Christ, The Son op God, Our Lord:\\nThe Advent 92-101\\nThe Nativity 102-114\\nThe Epiphany 115\u00e2\u0080\u0094122\\nThe Teaching, Character and Example 123-144\\nThe Passion 145-172\\nThe Resurrection 173\u00e2\u0080\u0094193\\nThe Ascension .194-202\\nThe Kingdom and Glory 203\u00e2\u0080\u0094216\\nThe Second Coming 217\u00e2\u0080\u0094226\\nThe Holy Spirit 227\u00e2\u0080\u0094247\\nThe Holy Trinity .248-255\\nIII. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nIts Nature, Warfare and Guidance 256\u00e2\u0080\u0094263\\nThe Communion of Saints 264\u00e2\u0080\u0094275\\nReformation and Home Missions 276 301\\nForeign Missions 302\u00e2\u0080\u0094322\\nIV. THE MEANS OF GRACE-\\nThe Word of God 323\u00e2\u0080\u0094338\\nThe Lord s Day and Sanctuary 339-367\\nThe Ministry, Ordination and Installation 368 375\\nThe Holy Baptism 37G\u00e2\u0080\u0094 382", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "VI.\\nHYMNS.\\nThe Confirmation 383\u00e2\u0080\u0094395\\nThe Holy Communion 396\u00e2\u0080\u0094414\\nV. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nPrayer and Aspiration 415-440\\nInvitation 441 452\\nRepentance 453-468\\nFaith and Salvation 469\u00e2\u0080\u0094492\\nLove, and Communion with Christ 493-527\\nConsecration and Service 528\u00e2\u0080\u0094553\\nTemptation, Struggle and Victory 554\u00e2\u0080\u0094576\\nComfort, Trust and Hope in Suffering 577 605\\nPraise and Thanksgiving 606\u00e2\u0080\u0094637\\nVI. MISCELLANEOUS and SPECIAL OCCASIONS\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nOur Country and Government:\\nIn Peace and Prosperity 638 645\\nIn War and National Trouble 646\u00e2\u0080\u0094652\\nThe Seasons .653\u00e2\u0080\u0094661\\nHarvest 662\u00e2\u0080\u0094669\\nThe Old Year 670\u00e2\u0080\u0094673\\nThe New Year 674\u00e2\u0080\u0094682\\nDaily Devotion:\\nMorning 683\u00e2\u0080\u0094696\\nEvening 697\u00e2\u0080\u0094731\\nHome and Personal Use 732\u00e2\u0080\u0094740\\nFor the Sick and Afflicted 741\u00e2\u0080\u0094747\\nTravelers by Land and Sea 748\u00e2\u0080\u0094751\\nMatrimony 752\u00e2\u0080\u0094755\\nChildren s Services 756\u00e2\u0080\u0094807\\nTeachers 808\u00e2\u0080\u0094809\\nFarewell Services 810\\nOrphans 811\\nOfferings 812\u00e2\u0080\u0094813\\nLaying a Corner-stone 814\u00e2\u0080\u0094815\\nDedication of a Church 816\u00e2\u0080\u0094817\\nRestoration of a Church 818\\nDedication of Church Bells 819\\nDedication of an Organ 820\\nDedication of a Burial Ground 821", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "VII.\\nVII. PILGRIMAGE and the LIFE EVERLASTING\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nHYMNS.\\nPilgrimage 822\u00e2\u0080\u0094843\\nThe Christian s Death 844\u00e2\u0080\u0094851\\nBurial of the Dead 852\u00e2\u0080\u0094864\\nThe Resurrection and Judgment 865\u00e2\u0080\u0094868\\nThe Life Everlasting 869\u00e2\u0080\u0094888\\nPAGES\\nDoxologies 744\u00e2\u0080\u0094749\\nIndex of Hymns 750\u00e2\u0080\u0094767", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "L WORSHIP.\\nAt the Opening of Service.\\n8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\nAll Glory be to God on high,\\nWho hath our race befriended!\\nTo us no harm shall now come nigh,\\nThe strife at last is ended;\\nGod showeth His good-will to men,\\nAnd peace shall reign on earth again,\\nthank Him for His goodness.\\nWe praise, we worship Thee, we trust,\\nAnd give Thee thanks for ever,\\nFather, that Thy rule is just,\\nAnd wise, and changes never:\\nThy boundless power o er all things reigns,\\nThou dost whate er Thy will ordains;\\nWell for us that Thou rulest!\\nJesus Christ, our God and Lord,\\nSon of Thy heavenly Father,\\nThou who hast our peace restored\\nAnd the lost sheep dost gather,\\nThou Lamb of God, to Thee on high\\nFrom out our depths we sinners cry,\\nHave mercy on us, Jesus\\n1", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n4 O Holy Ghost, Thou precious Gift,\\nThou Comforter unfailing,\\nO er Satan s snares our souls uplift,\\nAnd let Thy power availing\\nAvert our woes and calm our dread:\\nFor us the Saviour s blood was shed;\\nWe trust in Thee to save us!\\nNicolaus Deems, 1526.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862\\nL. M.\\nPraise God, from whom all blessings flow;\\nPraise Him, all Creatures here below;\\nPraise Him above, ye heav nly host;\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.\\n5 L. M.\\n1 From all that dwell below the skies,\\nLet the Creator s praise arise:\\nLet the Eedeemer s praise be sung\\nThrough every land, by every tongue.\\n2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord!\\nEternal truth attends Thy word;\\nThy praise shall sound from shore to shore\\nTill suns shall rise and set no more.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n4 L. M.\\n1 Before Jehovah s awful throne,\\nYe nations, bow with sacred joy;\\nKnow that the Lord is God alone,\\nU He can create, and He destroy.\\n2 His sovereign power, without our aid,\\nMade us of clay, and formed us men;\\nAnd when like wandering sheep we strayed,\\nHe brought us to His fold again.\\n2", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n3 We are His people, we His care,\\nOur souls and all our mortal frame;\\nWhat lasting honors shall we rear,\\nAlmighty Maker, to Thy Name?:||\\n4 We ll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,\\nHigh as the heavens our voices raise;\\nAnd earth, with her ten thousand tongues,\\nII Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.\\n5 Wide as the world is Thy command,\\nVast as eternity Thy love;\\nFirm as a rock Thy truth must stand,\\nWhen rolling years shall cease to move.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719, alt.\\n6 L. M\\n1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord!\\nWe praise Thy Name with one accord.\\nThy saints who here Thy goodness see,\\nThro all the world do worship Thee.\\n2 To Thee aloud all angels cry,\\nThe heavens and all the powers on high:\\nThee, holy, holy, holy King,\\nLord God of hosts, they ever sing.\\n3 The apostles join the glorious throng;\\nThe prophets swell the immortal song;\\nThy martyrs noble army raise\\nEternal anthems to Thy praise.\\n4 From day to day, Lord, do we\\nHighly exalt and honor Thee\\nThy Name we worship and adore,\\nWorld without end, forevermore!\\n5 Vouchsafe, Lord, we humbly pray,\\nTo keep us safe from sin this day;\\nHave mercy, Lord! we trust in Thee;\\nO, let us ne er confounded be!\\nTr. in Cotterill s Selection, 1815.\\n3", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE,\\n6 L. M,\\n1 All people that on earth do dwell,\\nSing to the Lord with cheerful voice:\\nHim serve with fear, His praise forth tell,\\nCome ye before Him and rejoice.\\n2 The Lord ye know is God indeed;\\nWithout our aid He did us make:\\nWe are His folk, He doth us feed,\\nAnd for His sheep He doth us take.\\n3 enter then His gates with praise,\\nApproach with joy His courts unto\\nPraise, laud, and bless His Name always,\\nFor it is seemly so to do.\\n4 For why? the Lord our God is good,\\nHis mercy is for ever sure;\\nHis truth at all times firmly stood,\\nAnd shall from age to age endure.\\nW. Kethe, 1561.\\nZ L. M.\\n1 Lord Jesus Christ, be present now!\\nAnd let Thy Holy Spirit bow\\nAll hearts in love and fear to-day,\\nTo hear the truth and keep Thy way.\\n2 Open our lips to sing Thy praise,\\nOur hearts in true devotion raise,\\nStrengthen our faith, increase our light,\\nThat we may know Thy Name aright:\\n3 Until we join the host that cry\\nHoly art Thou, O Lord most High!\\nAnd mid the light of that blest place\\nShall gaze upon Thee face to face.\\n4", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\nGlorv to God, the Father, Son.\\nAnd Holy Spirit, Three in One!\\nTo Thee, O blessed Trinity,\\nBe praise throughout eternity\\nWm. August. II., Duke of Saxe- Weimar, 1638.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1862.\\n6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Come, Thou Almighty King,\\nHelp us Thy Name to sing,\\nHelp us to praise\\nFather all glorious\\nO er all victorious,\\nCome and reign over us,\\nAncient of days.\\n2 Jesus, our Lord, descend;\\nFrom all our foes defend,\\nNor let us fall\\nLet Thine almighty aid\\nOur sure defense be made,\\nOur souls on Thee be stayed;\\nLord, hear our call.\\n3 Come, Thou incarnate Word\\nGird on Thy mighty sword;\\nOur prayer attend;\\nCome, and Thy people bless\\nCome, give Thy word success;\\nSpirit of holiness,\\nOn us descend.\\n4 Come, holy Comforter,\\nThy sacred witness bear,\\nIn this glad hour;\\nThou, who almighty art,\\nNow rule in every heart,\\nAnd ne er from us depart,\\nSpirit of power.", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n5 To the great One in Three,\\nThe highest praises be,\\nHence evermore;\\nHis sovereign majesty\\nMay we in glory see,\\nAnd to eternity\\nLove and adore. Unknown, c, 1757.\\n6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6.4.\\n1 Glory to God on high;\\nLet heaven and earth reply;\\nPraise ye His Name;\\nHis love and grace adore,\\nWho all our sorrows bore;\\nAnd sing forevermore,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n2 Ye who surround the throne,\\nCheerfully join in one,\\nPraising His Name;\\nYe who have felt His blood\\nSealing your peace with God,\\nSound His dear Name abroad,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n3 Join, all ye ransomed race,\\nOur Lord and God to bless;\\nPraise ye His Name;\\nIn Him we will rejoice,\\nAnd make a joyful noise,\\nShouting with heart and voice,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n4 Soon must we change our place;\\nYet will we never cease\\nPraising His Name;\\nTo Him our songs we ll bring,\\nHail Him our gracious King,\\nAnd through all ages sing,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\nRev. James Allen, 1761. alt.\\n6", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n10 C. M.\\n1 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear\\nMy voice ascending high\\nTo thee will I direct my pray r,\\nTo Thee lift up mine eye.\\n2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone,\\nTo plead for all His saints\\nPresenting, at the Father s throne,\\nOur songs and our complaints.\\n3 Thou art a God before whose sight\\nThe wicked shall not stand\\nSinners shall ne er be Thy delight\\nXor dwell at Thy right hand.:||\\n4 Now to Thy house I will resort\\nTo taste Thy mercies there,\\nI will frequent Thy holy court\\nII And worship in Thy fear.\\n5 may Thy Spirit guide my feet\\nIn ways of righteousness\\nMake every path of duty straight,\\nII And plain before my face.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n11 C. M.\\n1 Sing we. the song of those who stand\\nAround th eternal throne.\\nOf every kindred, clime, and land,\\nII A multitude unknown.\\n2 Life s poor distinctions vanish, here\\nTo-day the young, the old,\\nOur Saviour and His flock appear,\\nII One Shepherd and one fold.\\n3 Toil, trial, suffering, still await\\nOn earth the pilgrim throng;\\nYet learn we in our low estate\\nII The Church triumphant s song.\\n7", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,\\nCry the redeemed above,\\nBlessing and honor to obtain,\\nII And everlasting love.\\n5 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing,\\nWho died our souls to save:\\nHenceforth, O death, where is thy sting?\\nThy victory, O grave?\\n6 Then hallelujah, power and praise\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2To God in Christ be given\\nMay all who now this anthem raise,\\nRenew the song in heaven.\\nJames Montgomery, 1822.\\nIS 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Open now thy gates of beauty\\nZion, let me enter there,\\nWhere my soul in joyful duty\\nWaits for Him who answers pray r:\\nO how blessed is this place,\\nFilled with solace, light and grace.\\n2 Yes, my God, I come before Thee,\\nCome Thou also down to me\\nWhere we find Thee and adore Thee,\\nThere a heaven on earth must be.\\nTo my heart O enter Thou,\\nLet it be Thy temple now.\\n3 Here Thy praise is gladly chanted,\\nHere Thy seed is duly sown\\nLet my soul, where it is planted,\\nBring forth precious sheaves alone;\\nSo that all I hear may be\\nFruitful unto life in me.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n4 Thou my faith increase and quicken,\\nLet me keep Thy gift divine,\\nHowsoe er temptations thicken;\\nMay Thy word still o er me shine;\\nAs my pole-star through my life,\\nAs my comfort in my strife.\\n5 Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee,\\nLet Thy will be done indeed;\\nMay I undisturbed draw near Thee\\nWhile Thou dost Thy people feed.\\nHere of life the fountain flows,\\nHere is balm for all our woes.\\nBenjamin Schmolck, 1732.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1863.\\n13 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 Blessed Jesus at Thy word\\nWe are gathered all to hear Thee;\\nLet our hearts and souls be stirred\\nNow to seek and love and fear Thee,\\nBy Thy teachings sweet and holy,\\nDrawn from earth to love Thee solely.\\n2 All our knowledge, sense, and sight\\nLie in deepest darkness shrouded,\\nTill Thy spirit breaks our night\\nWith the beams of truth unclouded.\\nThou alone to God canst win us,\\nThou must work all good within us.\\n3 Glorious Lord, Thyself impart!\\nLight of Light, from God proceeding,\\nOpen Thou our ears and heart,\\nHelp us by Thy Spirit s pleading;\\nHear the cry Thy people raises,\\nHear, and bless our prayers and praises.\\nTobias Clausnitzen, 1668.\\nTr. Anon.\\n9", "height": "3834", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n1-5 7. 8. 7. 8, 7. 7.\\n1 Light of Light, enlighten me\\nNow anew the day is dawning;\\nSun of grace, the shadows flee,\\nBrighten Thou my Sabbath morning!\\nWith Thy joyous sunshine blest,\\nHappy is my day of rest.\\n2 Fount of all our joy and peace,\\nTo Thy living waters lead me;\\nThou from earth my soul release,\\nAnd with grace and mercy feed me.\\nBless Thy word, that it may prove\\nRich in fruits that Thou dost love.\\n3 Kindle Thou the sacrifice\\nThat upon my lips is lying;\\nClear the shadows from mine eyes,\\nThat, from every error flying,\\nNo strange fire may in me glow\\nThat Thine altar doth not know.\\n4 Let me with my heart to-day,\\nHoly, holy, holy singing,\\nRapt awhile from earth away,\\nAll my soul to Thee up-springing,\\nHave a foretaste, inly given,\\nHow they worship Thee in heaven.\\n5 Rest in me and I in Thee,\\nBuild a paradise within me;\\nO reveal Thyself to me,\\nBlessed Love, who diedst to win me:\\nFed from Thy exhaustless urn,\\nPure and bright my lamp will burn.\\n10", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n6 Hence all care, all vanity,\\nFor the day to God is holy:\\nCome, Thou glorious majesty,\\nDeign to fill this temple lowly\\nNaught to-day my soul shall move,\\nSimply resting in Thy love.\\nBenjamin Schmolck, 1715,\\nTr. Catherine Winkwortk, 1858.\\n15 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n(Or to Longwood.)\\n1 Father, again in Jesus Name we meet,\\nAnd bow in penitence beneath Thy feet;\\nAgain to Thee our feeble voices raise,\\nTo sue for mercy, and to sing Thy praise.\\n2. O we would bless Thee for Thy ceaseless care,\\nAnd all Thy work from day to day declare\\nIs not our life with hourly mercies crowned?\\nDoes not Thine arm encircle us around?\\n3 Alas, unworthy of Thy boundless love,\\nToo oft with careless feet from Thee we rove\\nBut now, encouraged by Thy voice, we come,\\nReturning sinners to a Father s home.\\n4 by that Name in which all fulness dwells,\\nby that love which every love excels,\\nby that blood so freely shed for sin,\\nOpen blest mercy s gate/ and take us in!\\nLady L. E. G. Whitmore 1824.\\n16 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 The Lord Jehovah reigns;\\nHis throne is built on high;\\nThe garments he assumes\\nAre light and majesty\\nHis glories shine with beams so bright\\nNo mortal eye can bear the sight.\\n11", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n2 The thunders of His hand\\nKeep the wide world in awe;\\nHis wrath and justice stand\\nTo guard His holy law;\\nAnd where His love resolves to bless,\\nHis truth confirms and seals the grace.\\n3 Through all His mighty works,\\nSurprising wisdom shines\\nConfounds the powers of hell,\\nAnd breaks their cursed designs;\\nStrong is His arm, and shall fulfill\\nHis great decrees, His sovereign will.\\n4 And can this mighty King\\nOf glory condescend,\\nAnd will He write His Name,\\nMy Father and my Friend?\\nI love His Name, I love His word;\\nJoin all my powers, and praise the Lord!\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1709.\\n\u00c2\u00b1T 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 Christ is our Corner-stone,\\nOn Him alone we build;\\nWith His true saints alone\\nThe courts of heaven are filled;\\nOn His great love our hopes we place\\nOf present grace and joys above.\\n2 O then with hyms of praise\\nThese hallowed courts shall ring;\\nOur voices we will raise\\nThe Three in One to sing;\\nAnd thus proclaim in joyful song,\\nBoth loud and long, that glorious Name.\\n12", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n3 Here, gracious God, do Thou\\nFor evermore draw nigh;\\nAccept each faithful vow,\\nAnd mark each suppliant sigh;\\nIn copious shower on all who pray,\\nEach holy day, Thy blessings pour.\\n4 Here may we gain from heaven\\nThe grace which we implore;\\nAnd may that grace, once given,\\nBe with us evermore,\\nUntil that day when all the blest\\nTo endless rest are called away.\\nAnon. (Latin, 6th or 7th Century.)\\nTr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837.\\n6. 6. 8. 6. 6. 8, 6. o\\\\ 6.\\n1 God reveals His presence\\nLet us now adore Him,\\nAnd with awe appear before Him.\\nGod is in His temple,\\nAll in us keep silence,\\nAnd before Him bow with rev rence.\\nHim alone\u00e2\u0080\u0094 God we own\\nHe s our Lord and Saviour:\\nPraise His Name forever.\\n2 God reveals His presence\\nWhom angelic legions\\nServe with awe in heavenly regions:\\nHoly, Holy, Holy\\nSing the hosts of heaven\\nPraise to God be ever given:\\nCondescend to attend\\nGraciously, O Jesus,\\nTo our songs and praises.\\n13", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n3 O majestic Being\\nWere our soul and body\\nThee to serve at all times ready;\\nMight we, like the angels\\nWho behold Thy glory\\nIn submission sink before Tfoee,\\nAnd through grace\u00e2\u0080\u0094 all our days\\nIn our whole demeanor,\\nGive Thee praise and honor.\\n4 Lord, come dwell within us,\\nWhile on earth we tarry;\\nMake us Thy blest sanctuary.\\nO vouchsafe Thy presence;\\nDraw unto us nearer,\\nAnd reveal Thyself still clearer;\\nUs direct and protect,\\nThus we in all places,\\nShall show forth Thy praises.\\nGerhard Tersteegen, 1697\u00e2\u0080\u00941769.\\nTr. Moravian Collection.\\n10 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Lord, we come before Thee now;\\nAt Thy feet we humbly bow;\\nO do not our suit disdain:\\nShall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain?\\n2 Lord, on Thee our souls depend,\\nIn compassion, now descend;\\nFill our hearts with Thy rich grace,\\nTune our lips to sing Thy praise.\\n3 In Thine own appointed way,\\nNow we seek Thee, here we stay:\\nLord, we know not how to go,\\nTill a blessing Thou bestow.\\n14", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n4 Send some message from Thy word,\\nThat may joy and peace afford;\\nLet Thy Spirit now impart\\nFull salvation to each heart.\\n5 Comfort those who weep and mourn,\\nLet the time of joy return;\\nHeal the sick, the captive free,\\nLet us all rejoice in Thee.\\nRev. William Hammond, 1745.\\n50 L. M.\\n1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice\\nBefore the Lord, your sov reign King,\\nServe Him with cheerful heart and voice,\\nWith all your tongues His glory sing.\\n2 The Lord is God; tis He alone\\nDoth life and breath and being give;\\nWe are His work, and not our own\\nThe sheep that on His pastures live.\\n3 Enter His gates with songs of joy,\\nWith praises to His courts repair,\\nAnd make it your divine employ\\nTo pay your thanks and honors there.\\n4 The Lord is good; the Lord is kind;\\nGreat is His grace, His mercy sure\\nAnd the whole race of man shall find\\nHis truth from age to age endure.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n51 C. M.\\nJ Lord, when we bend before Thy throne,\\nAnd our confessions pour,\\nTeach us to feel the sins we own,\\nAnd hate what we deplore.\\n15", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n2 Our broken spirits pitying see,\\nAnd penitence impart;\\nThen let a kindling glance from Thee\\nBeam hope upon the heart.\\n3 When our responsive tongues essay\\nTheir grateful hymns to raise,\\nGrant that our souls may join the lay,\\nAnd mount to Thee in praise.\\n4 When we disclose our wants in prayer,\\nMay we our wills resign;\\nAnd not a thought our bosom share\\nWhich is not wholly Thine.\\n5 Let faith each meek petition fill,\\nAnd waft it to the skies;\\nAnd teach our hearts tis goodness still\\nThat grants it, or denies.\\nRev. Joseph D. Carlyle, 1802.\\n22 6. 7. 8. 4. 8. 7. 7. 10. 8.\\nJehovah, Jehovah!\\nJehovah, Thou art worthy\\nOf honor and glory and praise!\\nAmen, Amen!\\nUntil the temple of this world\\nBy Thy pow r to dust is hurl d,\\nHelp us when these halls we throng\\nThe Holy, Holy, Holy to prolong,\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\nG. K. Pfeffel,1776.\\nTr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897.\\n23 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 As pants the wearied heart for cooling springs,\\nThat sinks exhausted in the summer s chase,\\nSo pants my soul for Thee, great King of kings,\\nSo thirsts to reach Thy sacred dwelling-place.\\n16", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n2 Whv throb, mv heart? whv sink, my saddening\\nsoul?\\nWhy droop to earth, with various woes op-\\npressed?\\nMy years shall yet in blissful circles roll,\\nAnd* peace be yet an inmate of this breast.\\n3 Lord, Thy sure mercies, ever in my sight,\\nMy heart shall gladden through the tedious\\ndays;\\nAnd midst the dark and gloomy shades of\\nnight,\\nTo Thee, my God, I ll tune the grateful lay.\\n4 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah s aid?\\nThy God the God of mercy still shall prove;\\nWithin His courts thy thanks shall yet be paid\\nUnquestioned be His faithfulness and love.\\nRev. Robert Lowth, 1787, Ab.\\nS^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 Glory be to God the Father!\\nGlory be to God the Son!\\nGlory be to God the Spirit!\\nGreat Jehovah, Three in One!\\nGlory, glory,\\nWhile eternal ages run?\\n2 Glory be to Him who loved us,\\nWashed us from each spot and stain!\\nGlory be to Him who bought us,\\nMade us kings with Him to reign!\\nGlory, glory,\\nTo the Lamb that once was slain?\\n17", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "AT THE OPENING OF SERVICE.\\n3 Glory to the King of angels!\\nGlory to the Church s King!\\nGlory to the King of nations!\\nHeaven and earth your praises bring!\\nGlory, glory,\\nTo the King of glory bring!\\n4 Glory, blessing, praise eternal!\\nThus the choir of angels sings;\\nHonor, riches, power, dominion!\\nThus its praise creation brings;\\nGlory, glory,\\nGlory to the King of kings!\\nRev. Horatius Bonar; 1866.\\n25 8.7.8.7.4.7.\\n1 In Thy Name, Lord, assembling,\\nWe, Thy people, now draw near;\\nTeach us to rejoice with trembling,\\nSpeak, and let Thy servants hear\\nHear with meekness,\\nHear Thy word with godly fear.\\n2 While our days on earth are lengthened,\\nMay we give them, Lord, to Thee;\\nCheered by hope, and daily strengthened,\\nMay we run, nor weary be,\\nTill Thy glory\\nWithout clouds in heaven we see.\\n3 There in worship purer, sweeter,\\nThee Thy people shall adore;\\nTasting of enjoyment greater\\nFar than thought conceived before\\nFull enjoyment,\\nFull, unmixed, and evermore.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1815.\\n18", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "At the Close of Service.\\nSO 8.7.8.7.8.7.\\n1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,\\nFill our hearts with joy and peace\\nLet us each, Thy love possessing,\\nTriumph in redeeming grace\\nO refresh us, refresh us,\\nTray ling through this wilderness.\\n2 Thanks we give and adoration\\nFor Thy gospels joyful sound\\nMay the fruits of Thy salvation\\nIn our hearts and lives abound;\\nEver faithful, ever faithful\\nTo the truth may we be found!\\n3 So that when Thy love shall call us,\\nSaviour, from the world away;\\nLet no fear of death appal us,\\nGlad Thy summons to obey\\nMay we ever, may we ever\\nReign with Thee in endless day.\\nAnon. 1773. (Ascribed to Rev. John Fawcett.)\\n^T L. M.\\n1 Lord, now we part in Thy blest Name,\\nIn which we here together came\\nGrant us our few remaining days,\\nTo work Thy will and spread Thy praise.\\n2 Teach us in life and death to bless\\nThee, Lord, our strength and righteousness\\nGrant that we all may meet above,\\nWhere we shall better sing Thy love.\\n19", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\n3 To God the Father, God the Son,\\nAnd God the Spirit, Three in One,\\nBe honor, praise, and glory given,\\nBy all on earth, and all in heaven.\\nJohn Dracup, 1787, alt.\\n28 L. M. 61.\\n1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go;\\nThy words into our minds instill;\\nAnd make our luke-warm hearts to glow\\nWith lowly love and fervent will.\\nThrough life s long day and death s dark night,\\nO gentle Jesus, be our Light.\\n2 The day is done, its hours have run;\\nAnd Thou hast taken count of all\\nThe scanty triumphs grace hath won,\\nThe broken vow, the frequent fall.\\nThrough life s long day and death s dark night,\\nO gentle Jesus, be our Light.\\n3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways\\nTrue absolution and release;\\nAnd bless us, more than in past days,\\nWith purity and inward peace.\\nThrough life s long day and death s dark night,\\nO gentle Jesus, be our Light.\\n4 Do more than pardon; give us joy,\\nSweet fear, and sober liberty,\\nAnd loving hearts without alloy,\\nThat only long to be like Thee.\\nThrough life s long day and death s dark night,\\nO gentle Jesus, be our Light.\\n20", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\no For all we love, the poor, the sad,\\nThe sinful, unto Thee we call;\\nlet Thy mercy make us glad\\nThou art our Jesus, and our All.\\nThrough life s long day and death s dark night,\\ngentle Jesus, be our Light.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1849.\\nSO 7.6.7.6.\\n1 Abide with us, our Saviour,\\nNor let Thy mercy cease;\\nFrom Satan s might defend us,\\nAnd grant our soul s release.\\n2 Abide with us, our Saviour,\\nSustain us by Thy word,\\nThat we with all Thy people\\nTo life may be restored.\\n3 Abide with us, our Saviour,\\nThou Light of endless Light;\\nIncrease to us Thy blessings,\\nAnd save us by Thy might.\\nJoshua Stegmann, 1632.\\n30 C. M.\\n1 Almighty God, Thy word is cast\\nLike seed upon the ground;\\nmay it grow in humble hearts,\\nAnd righteous fruits abound.\\n2 Let not the foe of Christ and man\\nThis holy seed remove,\\nBut give it root in praying souls\\nTo bring forth fruits of love.\\n3 Let not the world s deceitful cares\\nThe rising plant destroy,\\nBut may it, in converted minds,\\nProduce the fruits of joy.\\n21", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\n4 Let not Thy word, so kindly sent\\nTo raise us to Thy throne,\\nEeturn to Thee, and sadly tell\\nThat we reject Thy Son.\\nRev. John Cawood 1816.\\n31 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise\\nWith one accord our parting hymn of praise\\nWe stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease\\nThen, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace.\\n2 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way\\nWith Thee began, with Thee shall end the day\\nGuard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from\\nshame,\\nThat in this house have called upon Thy Name.\\n3 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming\\nnight;\\nTurn Thou for us its darkness into light;\\nFrom harm and danger keep Thy children free,\\nFor ,dark and light are both alike to Thee.\\n4 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life,\\nOur balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife;\\nThen, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict\\ncease,\\nCall us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1866.\\n32 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Now may He who from the dead\\nBrought the Shepherd of the sheep,\\nJesus Christ our King and Head,\\nAll our souls in safety keep.\\n22", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\n2 May he teach us to fulfill\\nWhat is pleasing in His sight;\\nPerfect us in all His will,\\nAnd preserve us day and night.\\n3 To that dear Redeemer s praise,\\nWho the covenant sealed with blood,\\nLet our hearts and voices raise\\nLoud thanksgivings to our God.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779.\\n33 C. M.\\n1 And now the wants are told that brought\\nThy children to Thy knee\\nHere lingering still, we ask for nought,\\nBut simply worship Thee.\\n2 The hope of heaven s eternal days\\nAbsorbs not all the heart\\nThat gives Thee glory, love, and praise,\\nFor being what Thou art.\\n3 For Thou art God, the One, the same,\\nO er all things high and bright;\\nAnd round us, when we speak Thy Name,\\nThere spreads a heaven of light.\\n4 wondrous peace, in thought to dwell\\nOn excellence Divine;\\nTo know that nought in man can tell\\nHow fair Thy beauties shine.\\n5 Thou, above all blessings blest,\\nO er thanks exalted far,\\nThy very greatness is a rest\\nTo weaklings as we are;\\n6 For when we feel the praise of Thee\\nA task beyond our powers,\\nWe say, A ferfect God is He,\\nAnd He is fully ours.\\nRev. William Bright, 1865.\\n23", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\n3^b S. M.\\n1 Still with Thee, my God,\\nI would desire to be,\\nBy day, by night, at home, abroad,\\nI would be still with Thee.\\n2 With Thee, when dawn comes in\\nAnd calls me back to care,\\nEach day returning to begin\\nWith Thee, my God, in prayer,\\n3 With Thee, amid the crowd\\nThat throngs the busy mart,\\nTo hear Thy voice, mid clamor loud,\\nSpeak softly to my heart.\\n4 With Thee, when day is done,\\nAnd evening calms the mind;\\nThe setting as the rising sun\\nWith Thee my heart would find.\\n5 With Thee, when darkness brings\\nThe signal of repose,\\nCalm in the shadow of Thy wings,\\nMine eyelids I would close.\\n6 With Thee, in Thee, by faith\\nAbiding, I would be\\nBy day, by night, in life, in death,\\nI would be still with Thee.\\nRev. James D. Burns, 1857.\\n3S C. M.\\n1 The Lord be with us as we bend\\nHis blessing to receive;\\nHis gift of peace upon us send,\\nBefore His courts we leave.\\n2 The Lord be with us as we walk\\nAlong our homeward road;\\nIn silent thought or friendly talk\\nOur hearts be still with God.\\n24", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "AT THE CLOSE OF SERVICE.\\n3 The Lord be with us till the night\\nShall close the day of rest;\\nBe He of every heart the Light,\\nOf every home the Guest.\\n4 And when our nightly prayers we say,\\nHis watch He still shall keep,\\nCrown with His grace His own blest day,\\nAnd guard His people s sleep.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1870.\\nII. THE FATHER, THE SON,\\nAND THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\nGod, the Father Almighty.\\n36 L. M.\\n1 Through ev ry age, eternal God,\\nThou art our rest, our safe abode:\\nHigh was Thy throne ere heav n was made,\\nOr earth Thy humble foot-stool laid.\\n2 Long hadst Thou reigned ere time began,\\nOr dust was fashioned into man\\nAnd long Thy kingdom shall endure,\\nWhen earth and time shall be no more.\\n3 But man, weak man, is borne to die,\\nMade up of guilt and vanity\\nThy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just\\nReturn, ye sinners, to your dust.\\n4 Death, like an overflowing stream,\\nSweeps us away our life s a dream\\nAn empty tale\u00e2\u0080\u0094 a morning flower,\\nCut down and withered in an hour.\\n25", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n5 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man;\\nAnd kindly lengthen out our span,\\nTill a wise care of piety\\nFit us to die and dwell with Thee.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nT L. M.\\n1 Thou, Lord, of all the parent art,\\nOf all things Thou alone the end,\\nOn Thee still fix our wavering heart,\\nTo Thee let all our actions tend.\\n2 Thou, Lord, art Light; Thy native ray\\nNo change, nor shadow ever knows;\\nTo our dark souls Thy Light display,\\nThe glory of Thy face disclose.\\n3 Thou, Lord, art Love; the Fountain Thou\\nWhence mercy unexhausted flows;\\nOn barren hearts, O shed it now,\\nAnd make the desert bear the rose!\\n4 So shall our every power to Thee\\nIn love and holy service rise;\\nAnd body, soul, and spirit be\\nThy ever-lasting sacrifice.\\nJ. A. Freylinghausen, 1670\u00e2\u0080\u00941739.\\nTr. Rev. John Wesley, 1736.\\n38 C. M.\\n1 Thou, Lord, art Love; and everywhere\\nThy Name is brightly shown,\\nBeneath, on earth, Thy foot-stool fair,\\nAbove, in heaven, Thy throne.\\n2 Thy word is love; in lines of gold\\nThere mercy prints its trace;\\nIn nature we Thy steps behold,\\nThe gospel shows Thy face.\\n26", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n3 Thy ways are love; though they transcend\\nOur feeble range of sight,\\nThey wind, through darkness, to their end\\nIn everlasting light.\\n4 Thy thoughts are love and Jesus is\\nthe living voice they find:\\nHis love lights up the vast abyss\\nOf the eternal Mind.\\n5 Thy chastisements are love more deep\\nthey stamp the seal Divine,\\nAnd by a sweet compulsion keep\\nOur spirits nearer Thine.\\n6 Thy heaven is the abode of Love:\\n0, blessed Lord, that we\\nMay there, when time s deep shades remove,\\nBe gathered home to Thee.\\n7 There with Thy resting saints to fall\\nAdoring round Thy throne\\nWhere all shall love Thee, Lord, and all\\nShall in Thy love be one.\\nRev. James D. Burns, 1858.\\n39 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 God is Love; His mercy brightens\\nAll the path in which we rove;\\nBliss He makes, and woe He lightens:\\nGod is Wisdom, God is Love.\\n2 Chance and change are busy ever;\\nMan decays, and ages move\\nBut His mercy waneth never:\\nGod is Wisdom, God is Love.\\n3 E en the hour that darkest seemeth\\nWill His changeless goodness prove;\\nFrom the mist His brightness streameth:\\nGod is Wisdom, God is Love.\\n27", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n4 He with earthly cares entwineth\\nHope and comfort from above;\\nEverywhere His glory shineth:\\nGod is Wisdom, God is Love.\\nSir John Bowring, 1825.\\n^O 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6.\\n1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea,\\nAbove that dome of sky,\\nFarther than thought itself can flee,\\nThy dwelling is on high;\\nYet dear the awful thought to me\\nThat Thou my God art nigh.\\n2 Art nigh, and yet my laboring mind\\nFeels after Thee in vain,\\nThee in these works of power to find\\nOr to Thy seat attain;\\nThy messenger, the stormy wind,\\nThy path, the trackless main.\\n3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim;\\nThey thunder forth Thy praise,\\nThe glorious honor of Thy Name,\\nThe wonders of Thy ways:\\nBut Thou art not in tempest flame,\\nNor in the solar blaze.\\n4 We hear Thy voice when thunders roll\\nThrough the wide fields of air;\\nThe waves obey Thy dread control;\\nYet still Thou art not there\\nWhere shall I find Him, O my soul!\\nWho yet is everywhere?\\n28", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n5 0, not in circling depth or height,\\nBut in the conscious breast,\\nPresent to faith, though veiled from sight\\nThere does His Spirit rest;\\ncome, Thou Presence infinite\\nAnd make Thy creature blest.\\nJosiah Conder, 1830.\\n41 S. M.\\n1 My soul repeat His praise\\nWhose mercies are so great,\\nWhose anger is so slow to rise,\\nSo ready to abate.\\n2 High as the heavens are raised,\\nAbove the ground we tread,\\nSo far the riches of His grace\\nOur highest thoughts exceed.\\n3 His power subdues our sins,\\nAnd His forgiving love,\\nFar as east is from the west,\\nDoth all our guilt remove.\\n4 The pity of the Lord\\nTo those that fear His Name\\nIs such as tender parents feel\\nHe knows our feeble frame.\\n5 Our days are as the grass,\\nOr like the morning flower;\\nIf one sharp blast sweeps o er the field,\\nIt withers in an hour.\\n6 But Thy compassions, Lord,\\nTo endless years endure;\\nAnd children s children ever find\\nThy words of promise sure.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n29", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n42 8.7.8.7.\\n1 God, my King, Thy might confessing,\\nEver will I bless Thy Name,\\nDay by day Thy throne addressing,\\nStill will I Thy praise proclaim.\\n2 Honor great our God befitteth\\nWho His majesty can reach?\\nAge to age His works transmitteth.\\nAge to age His power shall teacn.\\n3 They shall talk of all Thy glory,\\nOn Thy might and greatness dwell,\\nSpeak of Thy dread acts the story,\\nAnd Thy deeds of wonder tell.\\n4 Nor shall fail from memory s treasure\\nWorks by love and mercy wrought;\\nWorks of love surpassing measure,\\nWorks of mercy passing thought.\\n5 Full of kindness and compassion,\\nSlow to anger, vast in love,\\nGod is good to all creation;\\nAll His works His goodness prove.\\n6 All Thy works, O Lord, shall bless Thee\\nThee shall all Thy saints adore\\nKing supreme shall they confess Thee,\\nAnd proclaim Thy sovereign power.\\nBishop Richard Mant, 1824.\\n-^3 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Thank and praise Jehovah s Name;\\nFor His mercies firm and sure,\\nFrom eternity the same,\\nTo eternity endure.\\n30", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice,\\nGathered out of every land.\\nAs the people of His choice,\\nPlucked from the destroyer s hand.\\n3 In the wilderness astray,\\nHither, thither, while they roam,\\nHungry, fainting by the way.\\nFar from refuge, shelter, home:\\n4 Then unto the Lord they cry\\nHe inclines a gracious ear,\\nSends deliverance from on high,\\nEescues them from all their fear.\\n5 To a pleasant land He brings,\\nWhere the vine and olive grow,\\nWhere from flowery hills the springs\\nThrough luxuriant valleys flow.\\n6 O that men would praise the Lord\\nFor His goodness to their race,\\nFor the wonders of His word,\\nAnd the riches of His grace.\\nJames Montgomery, 1822.\\n-5^ C. M.\\n1 Great God, how infinite art Thou!\\nWhat worthless worms are we\\nLet the whole race of creatures bow,\\nAnd pay their praise to Thee.\\n2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,\\nEre seas or stars were made\\nThou art the ever-living God,\\nWere all the nations dead.\\n3 Eternity, with all its years,\\nStands present in Thy* view\\nTo Thee there s nothing old appears\\nGreat God, there s nothing new.\\n31", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,\\nAnd vexed with trifling cares\\nWhile Thine eternal thoughts move on\\nThine undisturbed affairs.\\n5 Great God, how infinite art Thou!\\nWhat worthless worms are we!\\nLet the whole race of creatures bow,\\nAnd pay their praise to Thee.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707.\\n45 L. M. 61.\\n1 Above\u00e2\u0080\u0094 below\u00e2\u0080\u0094 where er I gaze,\\nThy guiding finger, Lord, I view,\\nTraced in the midnights planets blaze,\\nOr glist ning in the morning dew;\\nWhatever is beautiful or fair,\\nIs but Thine own reflection there.\\n2 I hear Thee in the stormy wind\\nThat turns the ocean wave to foam;\\nNor less Thy wondrous power I find\\nWhen summer airs around me roam;\\nThe tempest and the calm declare\\nThyself for Thou art everywhere.\\n3 I find Thee in the noon of night,\\nAnd read Thy Name in every star\\nThat drinks in splendor from the light\\nThat flows from mercy s beaming car:\\nThy footstool, Lord, each starry gem\\nComposes not Thy diadem.\\nAnon.\\n46 C. M.\\n1 Supreme in wisdom as in power,\\nThe Rock of Ages stands;\\nWe see Him not, yet may we trace\\nThe working of His hands.\\n32", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n2 He gives the conquest to the weak,\\nSupports the fainting heart,\\nAnd courage in the evil hour\\nHis heavenly aids impart.\\n3 Mere human power shall fast decay,\\nAnd youthful vigor cease\\nBut they who wait upon the Lord\\nIn strength shall still increase.\\n4 They with unwearied feet shall tread\\nThe path of life Divine;\\nWith growing ardor onward move,\\nWith growing brightness shine.\\n5 On eagles wings they mount, they soar\\nTheir wings are faith and love;\\nTill, past the cloudy regions here,\\nThey rise to heaven above.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707, alt,\\n^T C, M-.\\n1 My God, how wonderful Thou art\\nThy majesty how bright,\\nHow glorious is Thy mercy seat\\nIn depths of burning light.\\n2 Yet I may love Thee too, Lord,\\nAlmighty as Thou art;\\nFor Thou hast stopped to ask of me\\nThe love of my poor heart.\\n3 No earthly father loves like Thee,\\nXo mother half so mild\\nBears and forbears, as Thou hast done\\nAVith me, Thy sinful child.\\n4 My God, how wonderful Thou art,\\nthou everlasting Friend!\\nOn Thee I stay my trusting heart,\\nTill faith in vision end.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1848.\\n33", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n48 10.10.11.11.\\n1 O worship the King, all glorious above,\\nAnd gratefully sing His wonderful love\\nOur Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days,\\nPavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.\\n2 O tell of His might! O sing of His grace!\\nWhose robe is the light; whose canopy space;\\nHis chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds\\nform,\\nAnd dark is His path on the wings of the storm.\\n3 The earth with its store of wonders untold,\\nAlmighty, Thy power hath founded of old;\\nHath Established it fast by a changeless decree;\\nAnd round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea.\\n4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?\\nIt breathes in the air; it shines in the light;\\nIt streams from the hills it descends to the\\nplain\\nAnd sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.\\n5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,\\nIn Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail;\\nThy mercies how tender, how firm to the end,\\nOur Maker, Defender, Eedeemer, and Friend!\\n6 measureless Might? Ineffable Love!\\nWhile angels delight to hymn Thee above,\\nThe humbler creation, though feeble their lays,\\nWith true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise.\\nSir Robert Grant, 1833.\\n8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Praise the Lord: ye heav ns adore Him;\\nPraise Him, angels, in the height;\\nSun and moon rejoice before Him,\\nPraise Him, all ye stars and light.\\n34", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\nPraise the Lord, for He hath spoken;\\nWorlds His mighty voice obeyed;\\nLaws which never shall be broken,\\nFor their guidance hath He made.\\n2 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious\\nNever shall His promise fail\\nGod hath made His saints victorious\\nSin and death shall not prevail.\\nPraise the God of our salvation;\\nHosts on high, His power proclaim;\\nHeaven and earth and all creation,\\nLaud and magnify His Xame.\\n3 Worship, honor, glory, blessing,\\nLord, we offer unto Thee;\\nYoung and old, Thy praise expressing,\\nIn glad homage bend the knee.\\nAll the saints in heaven adore Thee\\nAVe would bow before Thy Throne:\\nAs Thine Angels serve before Thee,\\nSo on earth Thy will be done.\\nVerses 1.2, Anon. e. 1801;\\nverse 3, Edward Osier, 1836.\\nSO L. M.\\n1 Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me through\\nThine eye commands with piercing view\\nMy rising and my resting hours,\\nMy heart and flesh, with all their powers.\\n2 My thoughts, before they are my own,\\nAre to my God distinctly known\\nHe knows the words I mean to speak,\\nEre from my opening lips they break.\\n3 Within Thy circling power I stand\\nOn every side I find Thy hand:\\nAwake, asleep, at home, abroad,\\nI am surrounded still with God.\\n35", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!\\nWhat large extent, what lofty height!\\nMy soul, with all the powers I boast,\\nIs in the boundless prospect lost.\\n5 may these thoughts possess my breast,\\nWhere er I rove, where er I rest;\\nNor let my weaker passions dare\\nConsent to sin, for God is there.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n51 L. M.\\n1 The Lord, how wondrous are His ways\\nHow firm His truth, how large His grace!\\nHe takes His mercy for His throne,\\nAnd thence He makes His glories known.\\n2 Not half so high His power hath spread\\nThe starry heavens above our head\\nAs His rich love exceeds our praise,\\nExceeds the highest hopes we raise.\\n3 Not half so far has nature placed\\nThe rising morning from the west\\nAs His forgiving grace removes\\nThe daily guilt of those He loves.\\n4 How slowly doth His wrath arise!\\nOn swifter wings salvation flies:\\nAnd, if He lets His anger burn,\\nHow soon His frowns to pity turn!\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1719.\\n52 C. M.\\n1 Come, ye that know and fear the Lord!\\nAnd raise your souls above;\\nLet ev ry heart and voice accord,\\nTo sing that God is Love.\\n36", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n2 This precious truth His word declares,\\nAnd all His mercies prove;\\nWhile Christ, th atoning Lamb, appears,\\nTo show that God is Love.\\n3 Behold His loving-kindness waits\\nFor those who from Him rove,\\nAnd calls for mercy reach their hearts,\\nTo teach them God is Love.\\n4 The work begun is carried on,\\nBy power from heaven above\\nAnd every step, from first to last,\\nProclaims that God is Love.\\n5 O may we all, while here below,\\nThis best of blessings prove;\\nTill warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,\\nShall shout that God is Love.\\nRev. George Burder, 1832.\\nS3 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Earth, with her ten thousand flowers,\\nAir with all its beams and showers,\\nOcean s infinite expanse,\\nHeaven s resplendent countenance;\\nAll around, and all above,\\nHath this record\u00e2\u0080\u0094 God is Love.\\n2 Sounds among the vales and hills,\\nIn the woods and by the rills,\\nOf the breeze and of the bird,\\nBy the gentle murmur stirred\\nAll these songs, beneath, above,\\nHave one burden\u00e2\u0080\u0094 God is Love.\\n3 All the hopes and fears that start\\nFrom the fountain of the heart;\\nAll the quiet bliss that lies\\nIn our human sympathies\\nThese are voices from above,\\nSweetly whispering \u00e2\u0080\u0094God is Love.\\nRev. Thomas R. Taylor, 1834.\\n37", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\nS^ C. M. D.\\n1 God, Thy power is wonderful,\\nThy glory passing bright;\\nThy wisdom, with its deep on deep,\\nA rapture to the sight.\\nI see Thee in th eternal years\\nIn glory all alone,\\nEre round Thine uncreated fires\\nCreated light had shone.\\n2 I see Thee walk in Eden s shade,\\nI see Thee all through time;\\nThy patience and compassion seem\\nNew attributes sublime.\\nI see Thee when the doom is o er,\\nAnd outworn time is done,\\nStill, still incomprehensible,\\nO God, yet not alone.\\n3 Angelic spirits, countless souls,\\nOf Thee have drunk their fill;\\nAnd to eternity will drink\\nThy joy and glory still.\\nO little heart of mine! shall pain\\nOr sorrow make thee moan,\\nWhen all this God is all for thee,\\nA Father all thine own?\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1854.\\nS5 C. M.\\n1 Thou Grace Divine encircling all,\\nA soundless, shoreless sea!\\nWherein at last our souls must fall,\\nLove of God most free!\\n2 And though we turn us from Thy face,\\nAnd wander wide and long,\\nThou hold st us still in Thiae embrace,\\nO Love of God most strong!\\n38", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "HIS BEING AND ATTRIBUTES.\\n3 The saddened heart, the restless soul,\\nThe toil-worn frame and mind,\\nAlike confess Thy sweet control,\\nLove of God most kind!\\n4 And filled and quickened by Thy breath,\\nOur souls are strong and free\\nTo rise o er sin and fear and death,\\nLove of God, to Thee!\\nEliza Scudder, 1890.\\nSO 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Praise to Thee, Thou great Creator!\\nPraise to Thee from ev ry tongue;\\nJoin, my soul, with ev ry creature,\\nJoin the universal song.\\n2 Father! Source of all compassion!\\nPure, unbounded grace is Thine\\nHail the God of our salvation,\\nPraise Him for His love Divine\\n3 For ten thousand blessings given,\\nFor the hope of future joy,\\nSound His praise through earth and heaven,\\nSound Jehovah s praise on high\\n4 Praise to God, the great Creator,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost;\\nPraise Him, every living creature,\\nEarth and heaven s united host.\\n5 Joyfully on earth adore Him,\\ntill in heaven our song we raise;\\nThen enraptured fall before Him,\\nLost in wonder, love, and praise\\nRev. John Fawcett, 1767.\\n39", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\nST 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 God, the Eock of Ages,\\nWho evermore hast been,\\nWhat time the tempest rages,\\nOar dwelling-place serene:\\nBefore Thy first creations,\\nO Lord, the same as now,\\nTo endless generations\\nThe everlasting Thou!\\n2 Our years are like the shadows\\nOn sunny hills that lie,\\nOr grasses in the meadows\\nThat blossom but to die;\\nA sleep, a dream, a story\\nBy strangers quickly told,\\nAn unremaining glory\\nOf things that soon are old.\\n3 Thou, who canst not slumber,\\nWhose light grows never pale,\\nTeach us aright to number\\nOur years before they fail;\\nOn us Thy mercy lighten,\\nOn us Thy goodness rest,\\nAnd let Thy Spirit brighten\\nThe hearts Thyself hast blessed.\\n4 Lord, crown our faith s endeavor\\nWith beauty and with grace,\\nTill, clothed in light forever,\\nWe see Thee face to face:\\nA joy no language measures;\\nA fountain brimming o er;\\nAn endless flow of pleasures;\\nAn ocean without shore.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1860.\\n40", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "The Creation, Government and\\nProvidence.\\n;8 C. M.\\n1 Let heav n arise, let earth appear\\nProclaimed Eternal God,\\nThe heaven arose, the earth appeared\\nAt His creating word.\\n2 But formless was the earth, and void,\\nDark, sluggish, and confused;\\nTill o er the mass the spirit moved,\\nAnd quickening power diffused.\\n3 Then spake the Lord Omnipotent\\nThe mandate, Be there light:\\nLight darted forth in vivid rays,\\nAnd scattered ancient night.\\n4 The glorious firmament He spread,\\nTo part the earth and sky\\nAnd fixed the upper elements\\nWithin their spheres on high.\\no He bade the seas together flow\\nThey left the solid land:\\nAnd herbs, and plants, and fruitful trees,\\nSprung forth at His command.\\n6 Above he formed the stars and placed\\nTwo greater orbs of light;\\nThe radiant sun to rule the day,\\nThe moon to rule the night.\\n7 To all the varied living tribes\\nHe gave their wondrous birth;\\nSome formed within the watery deep,\\nSome from the teeming earth.\\n8 Then, chief o er all His works below,\\nMan, honored man, was made;\\nHis soul with God s pure image stamped,\\nWith innocence arrayed.\\n41", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n9 Completed now the mighty work,\\nGod His creation viewed;\\nAnd, pleased with all that He had made,\\nPronounced it very good.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nS C. M.\\n1 Great Euler of all nature s frame,\\nWe own Thy power Divine;\\nWe hear Thy breath in every storm,\\nFor all, the winds are Thine.\\n2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way,\\nThey work Thy sovereign will;\\nAnd, awed by Thy majestic voice,\\nConfusion shall be still.\\n3 Thy mercy tempers every blast\\nTo them that seek Thy face,\\nAnd mingles with the tempest s roar\\nThe whispers of Thy grace.\\n4 Those gentle whispers let me hear,\\nTill all the tumult cease;\\nAnd gales of paradise shall lull\\nMy weary soul to peace.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge publ. 1755.\\n60 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Heaven and earth and sea and air,\\nAll their Maker s praise declare:\\nWake, my soul awake and sing,\\nNow thy grateful praises bring.\\n2 See the glorious orb of day\\nBreaking through the clouds his way:\\nMoon and stars with silvery light\\nPraise Him through the silent night.\\n42", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION. GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n3 See how He hath everywhere\\nMade this earth so rich and fair;\\nHill and vale and fruitful land,\\nAll things living show His hand.\\n4 See how through the boundless sky\\nFresh and free the birds do fly\\nFire and wind and storm are still\\nServants of His royal Will.\\n5 See the water s ceaseless flow,\\nEver circling to and fro\\nFrom the sources to the sea,\\nStill it rolls in praise to Thee.\\nJoachim Neander, 1640\u00e2\u0080\u00941680.\\n61 S. M.\\n1 My Maker and my King,\\nTo Thee my alTl owe;\\nThy sovereign bounty is the spring\\nFrom whence my blessings flow.\\n2 The creature of Thy hand,\\nOn Thee alone I live\\nMy God, Thy benefits demand\\nMore praise than life can give.\\n3 what can I impart,\\nAVhen all is Thine before?\\nThy love demands a thankful heart;\\nThe gift, alas, how poor!\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2i Shall I withhold Thy due?\\nAnd shall my passions rove?\\nLord, form this wretched heart anew,\\nAnd fill it with Thy love.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n43", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\nOS 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Dread Majesty above!\\nOf prayer none else is worthy;\\nThe angels near Thy throne\\nWith rev rence bow before Thee!\\nIn love and humble faith\\nMake Thou our souls sincere,\\nThat we may seek Thy face\\nWith thanks and holy fear.\\n2 Thou callest what was not\\nTo life and conscious pleasure,\\nAnd beings round Thee spread\\nIn numbers without measure;\\nThy nature all is love,\\nAnd works of boundless skill\\nUnceasingly employed,\\nThy schemes of love fulfill.\\n3 Thou speakest, and tis done;\\nWhen but Thy word was given,\\nThe frame of nature rose\\nThe earth and starry heaven.\\nThy will throughout the world\\nSuch deeds of power show,\\nAs creatures else would think\\nBeyond all power to do.\\n4 Tis Thine alone, to live\\nAnd reign supreme forever.\\nLife s Thine to give or take,\\nWe breathe but by Thy favor.\\nThe soul that rules in us\\nWe have, Most High, from Thee;\\nWere such Thy will, it dies,\\nBut Thou must ever be.\\n44", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n5 What we, immortal King,\\nAre of Thy nature knowing,\\nThou hast Thyself revealed,\\nThy works and counsels showing.\\nCreation speaks Thy power,\\nMore clearly still Thy Son\\nDisplays Thy wondrous grace,\\nAnd makes Thy mercy known.\\n6 Yet, what we learn of Thee\\nWith shadows here is shrouded;\\nBut soon we hope a light\\nAnd vision all unclouded,\\nWhen we to God shall come,\\nXo shade or veil between;\\nAnd there His glory see,\\nAs we ourselves are seen.\\n7 Meantime would we below\\nNe er cease our honors bringing;\\nDespise not, Lord the praise\\nOur stammering tongues are singing r\\nWhen we shall rise to Thee\\nIn realms of light above,\\nIn higher, nobler strains,\\nWe ll sing the God of love.\\nJoh. Sam. Dieterich, 1721\u00e2\u0080\u00941797, Tiv\\n63 10. 10. 10, 10.\\n1 Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise,\\nMaker of all things to Thee we upraise;\\nGod the Almighty, the Father, the Lord;\\nGod by the angels obeyed and adored.\\n2 Thou art the Father of heaven and earth;\\nWorlds uncreated to Thee owe their birth;\\nAll the creation, Thy voice when it heard,\\nStarted to light and to life at Thy word.\\n45", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n3 Onward the sun and the moon on their march\\nSpan with the rainbow the firmament s arch;\\nStars yet unknown, and whose light is to come,\\nFind in creation their place and a home.\\n4 Earth with the mountain, the river, the plain,\\nSky with the dew-drop, the wind, and the rain,\\nBeast of the forest, wild bird of the air,\\nAll are Thy creatures, and all are Thy care.\\n5 Ocean the restless, and waters that swell,\\nLightnings that flash over flood, over fell,\\nOwn Thee the Master Almighty, and call\\nThee the Creator, the Father of all.\\n6 Yea, Thou art Father of all, and Thy love\\nPity for man that is fallen doth move\\nSharing our nature, though, sinless, Thy Son\\nCame to redeem us, by Satan undone.\\n7 God in three Persons give ear to our prayer\\nThought, word, and deed in Thine image repair\\nGuide us in life, and protect to the last;\\nAnd, at Thine advent, Lord, pardon the past.\\nRev. Edward A. Dayman 1868.\\ne^b l. m.\\n(Or to Gilead.)\\n1 The spacious firmament on high,\\nWith all the blue ethereal sky,\\nAnd spangled heavens, a shining frame,\\nTheir great Original proclaim.\\n2 The unwearied sun, from day to day,\\nDoes his Creator s power display,\\nAnd publishes to every land\\nThe work of an almighty hand.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n3 Soon as the evening shades prevail,\\nThe moon takes up the wondrous tale,\\nAnd nightly to the listening earth\\nRepeats the story of her birtii;\\n4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn,\\nAnd all the planets in their turn,\\nConfirm the tidings as they roll,\\nAnd spread the truth from pole to pole.\\n5 What though in solemn silence all\\nMove round the dark terrestrial ball?\\nWhat though no real voice nor sound\\nAmid their radiant orbs be found?\\n6 In reason s ear they all rejoice,\\nAnd utter forth a glorious voice;\\nForever singing, as they sing,\\nThe hand that made us is Divine.\\nJoseph Addison, 1712.\\nOS L. M.\\n1 High in the heavens, eternal God,\\nThy goodness in full glory shines\\nThy truth shall break through every cloud\\nThat veils and darkens Thy designs.\\n2 Forever firm Thy justice stands,\\nAs mountains their foundations keep;\\nWise are the wonders of Thy hands;\\nThy judgments are a mighty deep.\\n3 Thy providence is kind and large;\\nBoth man and beast Thy bounty share;\\nThe whole creation is Thy charge,\\nBut saints are Thy peculiar care.\\n4 My God, how excellent Thy grace!\\nWhence all our hope and comfort springs\\nThe sons of Adam, in distress,\\nFly to the shadow of Thy wings.\\n47", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n5 From the provisions of Thy house\\nWe shall be fed with sweet repast;\\nThere mercy like a river flows,\\nAnd brings salvation to our taste.\\n6 Life, like a fountain rich and free,\\nSprings from the presence of my Lord,\\nAnd in Thy light our souls shall see\\nThe glories promised in Thy word.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n66 C. M. D.\\n1 0, who is like the Mighty One,\\nWhose throne is in the sky!\\nWho compasseth the universe\\nWith his all-searching eye;\\nAt whose creative word appeared,\\nThe dry land and the sea;\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord;\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee!\\n2 Around Him suns and systems swim\\nIn harmony and light;\\nBefore Him harps angelic hymn\\nHis praises day and night;\\nYet to the contrite, day and night,\\nIn mercy turneth He;\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord,\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee!\\n3 Yea, though His works are infinite,\\nHis power upholds them all;\\nHe clothes the lilies of the field,\\nAnd marks the sparrow s fall:\\nWho listens to the raven s cry,\\nWill bend His ear to me;\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee, O Lord!\\nMy spirit thirsts for Thee!\\nDavid M. Moir 1846.\\n48", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\nOT C. m D.\\n1 When all Thy mercies, my God,\\nMy rising soul surveys,\\nTransported with th\u00c2\u00a7 view, I m lost\\nIn wonder, love, and praise.\\nUnnumbered comforts, to my soul,\\nThy tender care bestowed,\\nBefore my infant heart conceived\\nFrom whom those comforts flowed.\\n2 When in the slippery paths of youth,\\nWith heedless steps, I ran,\\nThine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,\\nAnd led me up to man.\\nTen thousand, thousand precious gifts\\nMy daily thanks employ;\\nNor is the least a cheerful heart,\\nThat tastes those gifts with joy.\\n3 Through every period of my life,\\nThy goodness I ll pursue;\\nAnd after death, in distant worlds,\\nThe glorious theme renew.\\nThrough all eternity, to Thee\\nA joyful song I ll raise;\\nFor, 0, eternity s too short\\nTo utter all Thy praise!\\nJoseph Addison, 1712.\\n7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Sov reign Ruler of the skies,\\nEver gracious, ever wise!\\nAll my times are in Thy hand,\\nAll events at Thy command.\\n2 Thou didst form me in the womb;\\nThou wilt guide me to the tomb\\nAll my times shall ever be\\nOrdered by Thy wise decree.\\n49", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n3 Times of sickness, times of health;\\nTimes of penury and wealth;\\nTimes of trial and of grief;\\nTimes of triumph and relief:\\n4 Times the tempter s power to prove,\\nTimes to taste a Saviour s Love:\\nAll must come, endure and end,\\nAs shall please my heavenly Friend.\\n5 Thou gracious, w T ise and just!\\nUnto Thee my life I trust:\\nKnow that Thou art God alone;\\nI and mine are all Thine own.\\nJohn Ryland 1777 a.\\n69 9, 6. 6. 8. 4.\\n1 Yes our Shepherd leads with gentle hand,\\nThrough this dark pilgrim land,\\nHis flock most dearly bought,\\nWhich He so long and fondly sought.\\nHallelujah\\n2 When in clouds and mist the weak ones stray,\\nHe shows again the way,\\nAnd points to them afar\\nA bright and safely guiding star.\\nHallelujah\\n3 Tenderly He watches fiom on high\\nWith an unwearied eye;\\nHe comforts and sustains,\\nIn all their fears and deepest pains.\\nHallelujah\\n4 Through the dreary desert He will guide\\nTo the green fountain-side;\\nThrough dark and stormy night,\\nUnto a land of peace and light.\\nHallelujah\\n50", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n5 Yes! His little flock are ne er forgot;\\nHis mercy changes not\\nOur home is safe above,\\nWithin His arms of faithful love.\\nHallelujah\\nFried. Ad. Krummaciier, 1805.\\nTr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas. 1897.\\nTO L. M.\\n1 God is the refuge of His saints\\nWhen storms of sharp distress invade\\nEre we can offer our complaints,\\nBehold Him present with His aid.\\n2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled\\nDown to the deep, and buried there,\\nConvulsions shake the solid world\\nOur faith shall never yield to fear.\\n3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar;\\nIn sacred peace our souls abide\\nWhile every nation, every shore,\\nTrembles and dreads tlie swelling tide.\\n4 There is a stream whose -gentle flow\\nSupplies the city of our God,\\nLife, love, and joy, still gliding through,\\nAnd watering our divine abode.\\no That sacred stream, Thine holy word,\\nOur grief allays, our fear controls\\nSweet peace Thy promises afford,\\nAnd give new strength to fainting souls\\n6 Zion enjoys her Monarch s love.\\nSecure against a threatening hour;\\nXor can her firm foundation move,\\nBuilt on His truth, and armed with power.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n51", "height": "3882", "width": "2458", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\nT1 L. M. 61.\\n1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare,\\nAnd feed me with a shepherd s care:\\nHis presence shall my wants supply,\\nAnd guard me with a watchful eye;\\nMy noonday walks He shall attend,\\nAnd all my midnight hours defend.\\n2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,\\nOr on the thirsty mountain pant;\\nTo fertile vales and dewey meads\\nMy weary wandering steps He leads,\\nWhere peaceful rivers, soft and slow,\\nAmid the verdant landscape flow.\\n3 Though in a bare and rugged way.\\nThrough devious lonely wilds I stray,\\nThy bounty shall my pains beguile;\\nThe barren wilderness shall smile,\\nWith sudden greens and herbage crowned\\nAnd streams shall murmur all around.\\n4 Though in the paths of death I tread,\\nWith gloomy horrors overspread,\\nMy steadfast heart shall fear no ill,\\nFor thou, O Lord, art with me still:\\nThy friendly crook shall give me aid,\\nAnd guide me through the dreadful shade.\\nJoseph Addison, 1712.\\nTS C. M.\\n1 God moves in a mysterious way\\nHis wonders to perform:\\nHe plants His footsteps in the sea\\nAnd rides upon the storm.\\n2 Deep in unfathomable mines\\nOf never-failing skill,\\nHe treasures up His bright designs,\\nAnd works His sovereign will.\\n52", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take\\nThe clouds ye so much dread,\\nAre big with mercy, and will break\\nIn blessings on your head.\\n4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,\\nBut trust Him for His grace;\\nBehind a frowning providence\\nHe hides a smiling face.\\n5 His purposes will ripen fast,\\nUnfolding every hour;\\nThe bud may have a bitter taste,\\nBut sweet will be the flower.\\n6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,\\nAnd scan His work in vain;\\nGod is His own Interpreter,\\nAnd he will make it plain.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1774.\\nT3 C. M.\\n1 Thy way, God, is in the sea;\\nThy paths I cannot trace,\\nNor comprehend the mystery\\nOf Thy unbounded grace.\\n2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense\\nMy captive soul surround;\\nMysterious deeps of providence\\nMy wondering thoughts confound.\\n3 As through a glass, I dimly see\\nThe wonders of Thy love\\nHow little do I know of Thee,\\nOr of the joys above!\\n4 Tis but in part I know Thy will:\\nI bless Thee for the sight\\nWhen will Thy love the rest reveal,\\nIn glory s clearer light?\\n53", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n5 With rapture shall I then survey\\nThy providence and grace,\\nAnd spend an everlasting day\\nIn wonder, love, and praise.\\nRev. John Fawcett 1782.\\nT 2 C. M. D.\\n1 While Thee I seek, protecting Power,\\n*Be my vain wishes stilled,\\nAnd may this consecrated hour\\nWith better hopes be rilled.\\nThy love the powers of thought bestowed\\nTo Thee my thoughts would soar;\\nThy mercy o er my life has flowed;\\nThat mercy I adore.\\n2 In each event of life, how clear,\\nThy ruling hand I see.\\nEach blessing to my soul more dear\\nBecause conferred by Thee.\\nIn every joy that crowns my days,\\nIn every pain I bear,\\nMy heart shall find delight in praise,\\nOr seek relief in prayer.\\n3 When gladness wings my favored hour,\\nThy love my thoughts shall fill;\\nResigned, when storms of sorrow lower,\\nMy soul shall meet Thy will.\\nMy lifted eye, without a tear,\\nThe lowering storm shall see;\\nMy steadfast heart shall know no fear;\\nThat heart will rest on Thee.\\nHelen Maria Williams 1786.\\n75 L. M.\\n(Or to Creation.)\\n1 The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,\\nO earth; and all ye heav ns rejoice;\\nFrom world to world the joy shall ring,\\nThe Lord Omnipotent is King!\\n54", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare\\nResist His will, distrust His care,\\nOr murmur at His wise decrees,\\nOr doubt His royal promises?\\n3 The Lord is King! Child of the dust,\\nThe Judge of all the earth is just;\\nHoly and true are all His ways:\\nLet every creature speak His praise.\\n4 when His wisdom can mistake,\\nHis might decay, His love forsake,\\nThen may His children cease to sing,\\nThe Lord Omnipotent is King!\\n5 Alike pervaded by His eye,\\nAll parts of His dominion lie;\\nThis world of ours, and woilds unseen,\\nAnd thin the boundary between.\\n6 One Lord, one empire, all secures\\nHe reigns, and life and death are yours:\\nThrough earth and heaven one song shall ring,\\nThe Lord Omnipotent is King!\\nJosiah Conder, 1824.\\n76 L. M\\n1 Up to the Lord, that reigns on high,\\nAnd views the nations from afar,\\nLet everlasting praises fly,\\nAnd tell how large His bounties are.\\n2 He overrules all mortal things,\\nAnd manages our mean affairs\\nOn humble souls the King of kings\\nBestows His counsels and His cares.\\n3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour\\nInto the bosom of our God;\\nHe hears us in the mournful hour,\\nAnd helps to bear the heavy load.", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FAT.HER ALMIGHTY.\\n4 0, could our thankful hearts devise\\nA tribute equal to Thy grace,\\nTo the third heaven our song should rise,\\nAnd teach the golden harps Thy praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\nTT 4. 7. 4. 7. 8.\\n1 O sing to God,\\nThe God of boundless power;\\nGreat is His Name,\\nCreator of all nature,\\nAnd all the heav ns are His domain.;\\n2 His robe is light,\\nHis law eternal justice;\\nHis government,\\nThe life of man controlling,\\nIs wisdom, truth and righteousness.\\n3 Supremely rich,\\nA source of sweetest blessing,\\nGod without end,\\nAnd God without beginning,\\nHis mercies wide all creatures reach.\\n4 When He is near\\nIn safety I am resting;\\nMy actions all\\nOmniscient God is testing;\\nHe searcheth every human heart.\\n5 Who can conceive\\nCreation s countless wonders?\\nThe smallest dust,\\nThe sun, the clouds, and thunders\\nTo God their homage duly give.\\n6 The bladed plant,\\nThe flower, the springing fountains,\\nThe air, the sea,\\nThe meadows, dales, and mountains\\nAre rivals grand in nature s chant.\\n56", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION, GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\n7 The thirsty land\\nHis rains make greenest pastures,\\nThe night and day,\\nThe grain and earth s vast treasures\\nAre tokens of His gracious hand.\\n8 He knows my prayer,\\nMy soul s deep hidden craving,\\nAnd all I do\\nOf good or ill behaving;\\nUnharmed I rest in His good care.\\n9 All I may claim\\nTo Him, my God, belongeth;\\nWhile I have breath\\nMy soul sincerely longeth\\nTo laud His great and glorious Name.\\n10 God is my Shield,\\nMy good and sure Defender;\\nWhat care I now\\nFor worldly pomp and splendor,\\nGainst fiercest foe the sword I wield.\\nChr. F. Gellert, 1715\u00e2\u0080\u00941769.\\nTr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898.\\nT 9. 8. 9. 8. D.\\n(OrtoKnecht.)\\n1 How great Thy goodness, heav nly Father!\\nIs he a man that ever feels\\nThy countless mercies round him gather\\nAnd yet no gratitude reveals?\\nO that my highest duty ever\\nBe this: to fathom His deep love;\\nThe Lord hath me forgotten never,\\nPraise thou, my soul, the Lord above.\\n57", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n2 Who hath in heavenly wisdom made me?\\nThou God, who art omnipotent;\\nWho hath by patient guidance led me?\\nThe One, whose counsel brings content;\\nWho giveth peace to troubled conscience,\\nWho fills my heart with hope Divine\\nAnd drives away the fear of vengeance?\\nTis His strong arm and grace sublime.\\n3 Look, O my soul, into yon regions\\nTo which thy Maker calleth thee;\\nWhen thou with glorious, happy legions\\nThy God forever clear shalt see.\\nEejoicing sweet beyond is offered,\\nTo every soul eternal life\\nSince Jesus Christ, the Saviour, suffered\\nAnd rose, the Victor in the strife.\\n4 O worship God in truth and spirit,\\nHis loving-kindness understand!\\nHis solemn call, O seek to heed it,\\nPress onward under His command;\\nHis will upon my heart impressed,\\nAnd in His word distinctly taught,\\nDoth render this the law most blessed:\\nLove thou thy neighbor and thy God!\\n5 In gratitude, this law observing,\\nTo gain perfection, God I fear;\\nAnd thus, from duty never swerving,\\nThe Maker s image may appear!\\nIf love Divine my soul doth quicken\\nEach duty promptly to fulfill,\\nI know, though sins around me thicken,\\nI serve alone the Master s will.\\n6 God display Thy loving-kindness\\nMy grandest vision e er to be,\\nTo strengthen all my good impulses\\nMy life and all to give to Thee;\\n58", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "THE CREATION. GOVERNMENT AND PROVIDENCE.\\nThy love my comfort when I languish,\\nMy guide in* days of sunshine clear\\nIn death s approach,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 the final anguish,\\nAllay all doubt, allay all fear.\\nChr. F. Gellert, 1715-1769.\\nTr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898.\\n79 C. M.\\n1 O God, ruy Strength and Fortitude,\\nOf Force I must love Thee\\nThou art my Castle and Defense\\nIn my necessity.\\n2 The Lord Jehovah is my God,\\nMy Rock, my Strength, my Wealth;\\nMy strong Deliverer, and my Trust,\\nMy spirit s only Health.\\n3 In my distress I sought my God,\\nI sought Jehovah s face\\nMy cry before Him came; He heard\\nOut of His holy place.\\n4 The Lord descended from above\\nAnd bowed the heavens most high,\\nAnd underneath His feet He cast\\nThe darkness of the sky.\\n5 On cherub and on cherubim\\nFull royally He rode,\\nAnd on the wings of mighty winds\\nCame flying all abroad.\\n6 The voice of God did thunder high,\\nThe lightnings answered keen\\nThe channels of the deep were bared,\\nThe world s foundations seen.\\n7 And so delivered He my soul\\nWho is a rock but He?\\nHe liveth blessed be my Rock\\nMy God exalted be.\\nThomas Sternhold, 1.561, alt.\\n59", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\nThe Angels.\\nSO *6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 Around the throne of God\\nThe host angelic throngs;\\nThey spread their palms abroad,\\nAnd shout perpetual songs:\\nHim first they own, Him last and best,\\nGod ever blest, and God alone.\\n2 Their golden crowns they fling\\nBefore His throne of light,\\nAnd strike the rapturous string,\\nUnceasing, day and night:\\nEarth, heaven, and sea, Thy praise declare;\\nFor Thine they are, and Thine shall be.\\n3 O Holy, Holy Lord,\\nCreation s sovereign King!\\nThy majesty adored\\nLet all creation sing;\\nWho wast, and art, and art to be;\\nNor time shall see Thy sway depart.\\n4 Great are Thy works of praise,\\nO God of boundless might;\\nAll just and true Thy ways,\\nThou King of saints, in light:\\nLet all above, and all below,\\nConspire to show Thy power and love.\\n5 Who shall not fear Thee, Lord,\\nAnd magnify Thy Name?\\nThy judgments, sent abroad,\\nThy holiness proclaim:\\nNations shall throng from every shore,\\nAnd all adore in one loud song.\\n60", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "THE ANGELS.\\n6 While thus the powers on high\\nTheir swelling chorus raise,\\nLet earth and man reply,\\nAnd echo back the praise:\\nHis glory own, first, last, and best\\nGod ever blest, and God alone.\\nRev. Henry Ware Jr. 1823.\\n^1 8. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 Inspirer and Hearer of prayer,\\nThou Shepherd and Guardian of Thine,\\nMy all to Thy covenant care,\\nI, sleeping or waking, resign.\\n2 If Thou art my Shield and my Sun,\\nThe night is no darkness to me\\nAnd, fast as my minutes roll on,\\nThey bring me but nearer to Thee.\\n3 A sovereign Protector I have,\\nUnseen, yet forever at hand;\\nUnchangeably faithful to save,\\nAlmighty to rule and command.\\n4 His smiles and His comforts abound,\\nHis grace, as the dew, shall descend;\\nAnd walls of salvation surround\\nThe soul He delights to defend.\\n5 Thy ministering spirits descend,\\nTo watch while Thy saints are asleep;\\nBy day and by night they attend,\\nThe heirs of salvation to keep.\\n6 Bright seraphs, dispatched from the throne,\\nEepair to their stations assigned;\\nAnd angels elect are sent down\\nTo guard the elect of mankind.\\n7 Their worship no interval knows\\nTheir fervor is still on the wing;\\nAnd, while they protect my repose,\\nThey chant to the praise of my King.\\n61", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n8 I, too, at the season ordained,\\nTheir chorus forever shall join;\\nAnd love and adore, without end,\\nTheir faithful Creator and mine.\\nRev. A. M. Toplady, 1774.\\n82 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1. Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,\\nFilled with celestial resplendence and light\\nThese that, where night never followeth day,\\nEaise the Thrice holy song ever and aye!\\n2 These are Thy counselors these dost Thou own,\\nGod of Sabaoth! the nearest Thy throne;\\nThese are Thy ministers these dost Thou send,\\nHelp of the helpless ones, man to defend.\\n3 When by Thy word earth was first poised in\\nspace\\nWhen the far planets first sped on their race\\nWhen was completed the six days employ,\\nThen all the sons of God shouted for joy!\\n4 Still let them succor us still let them right,\\nLord of angelic hosts, battling for right!\\nTill, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,\\nWe with the angels may bow and adore!\\nSt. Joseph of the Studium, 850.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1854.\\nS3 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Where the angel hosts adore Thee,\\nThou, O God, in heav n dost reign;\\nAt Thy word they rose around Thee,\\nAnd Thy word doth them sustain.\\n2 Thousand times ten thousand, bending\\nAt Thy throne, their homage pay;\\nFlames of fire in strength excelling,\\nSwift Thy pleasure to obey.\\n62", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN.\\n3 Fashioned in a wondrous order,\\nThee they serve, their Lord and King;\\nGrant that in our cares and dangers\\nThey may timely succor bring.\\n4 Praise to Thee who hast created\\nEarth and heaven with all their host\\nPraise to Thee, O God most mighty,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nJ. B. De Santetiil, 1680.\\nTr. Helen Maria Williams, 1786.\\nThe Fall and Redemption of Man.\\n8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Dear Christian people all rejoice,\\nEach soul with joy upraising\\nPour forth a song with heart and voice,\\nWith love and gladness singing,\\nGive thanks to God, our Lord above,\\nThanks for His miracle of love\\nDearly He hath redeemed us.\\n2 He spoke to His beloved Son,\\nWith infinite compassion\\nGo hence, my heart s most precious one\\nBe to the lost salvation;\\nDeath, his relentless tyrant, stay,\\nAnd bear him from his sins away\\nWith Thee to live forever!\\n3 The Son came, saying: Cling to me,\\nThy sorrows now are ending;\\nFreely I give Myself to thee,\\nThy life with mine defending;\\nFor I am thine and thou art mine,\\nAnd where I am there thou shalt shine,\\nThe foe shall never reach us.\\n63", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n4 To heaven again I rise from hence,\\nHigh to my Father soaring,\\nThy Master there to be, and thence\\nMy Spirit on thee pouring\\nIn every grief to comfort thee,\\nAnd teach thee more and more of me,\\nInto all truth still guiding.\\n5 What I have done and taught on earth,\\nDo thou, and teach, none dreading:\\nThat so God s kingdom may go forth,\\nAnd His high praise be spreading;\\nAnd guard thee from the words of men,\\nLest the great joy be lost again:\\nThis my last charge I leave thee.\\nMartin Luther, 1483-1546.\\nTr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897.\\n85 C. M.\\n1 How helpless guilty nature lies,\\nUnconscious of its load!\\nThe heart, unchanged, can never rise\\nTo happiness and God.\\n2 Can aught beneath a power Divine\\nThe stubborn will subdue?\\nTis Thine, almighty Saviour, Thine,\\nTo form the heart anew.\\n3 Tis Thine, the passions to recall,\\nAnd upward bid them rise,\\nAnd make the scales of error fall\\nFrom reason s darkened eyes;\\n4 To chase the shades of death away,\\nAnd bid the sinner live;\\nA beam of heaven, a vital ray,\\nTis Thine alone to give.\\n64", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN.\\n5 change these wretched hearts of oars,\\nAnd give them life Divine!\\nThen shall our passions and our powers,\\nAlmighty Lord, be Thine.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\nC. M.\\n1 All that I was, my sin, my guilt,\\nMy death, was all my own;\\nAll that I am, I owe to Thee,\\nMy gracious God, alone.\\n2 The evil of my former state\\nWas mine, and only mine;\\nThe good in which I now rejoice\\nIs Thine, and only Thine.\\n3 The darkness of my former state,\\nThe bondage, all was mine\\nThe light of life in which I walk,\\nThe liberty, is Thine.\\n4 Thy grace first made me feel my sin,\\nIt taught me to believe;\\nThen in believing, peace I found,\\nAnd now I live, I live.\\n5 All that I am, even here on earth,\\nAll that I hope to be\\nWhen Jesus comes and glory dawns,\\nI owe it, Lord, to Thee.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1853.\\nT S. M.\\n1 Ah, how shall fallen man\\nBe just before his God?\\nIf he contend in righteousness,\\nWe sink beneath the rod.\\n65", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n2 If He our ways should mark\\nWith strict inquiring eyes,\\nCould we for one of thousand faults\\nA just excuse devise?\\n3 All-seeing, powerful God,\\nWho can with Thee contend?\\nOr who that tries the awful strife,\\nShall prosper in the end?\\n4 The mountains, in Thy wrath,\\nTheir ancient seats forsake;\\nThe trembling earth deserts her place,\\nHer rooted pillars shake.\\n5 Ah, how shall guilty man\\nContend with such a God?\\nNone, none can meet Him, and escape,\\nBut through the Saviour s blood.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707, alt.\\nS^ S. M.\\n1 O bless the Lord, my soul\\nLet all within me join,\\nAnd aid my tongue to bless Thy Name,\\nWhose favors are Divine.\\n2 O bless the Lord, my soul,\\nNor let His Mercies lie\\nForgotten in un thankfulness,\\nAnd without praises die.\\n3 Tis He forgives thy sins,\\nTis He relieves thy pain,\\nTis He that heals thy sicknesses,\\nAnd makes thee young again.\\n4 He crowns thy life with love,\\nWhen ransomed from the grave;\\nHe that redeemed my soul from hell,\\nHath sovereign power to save.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN.\\n5 He fills the poor with good;\\nHe gives the sufferers rest:\\nThe Lord hath judgments for the proud,\\nAnd justice for the oppressed.\\n6 His wondrous works and ways\\nHe made by Moses known;\\nBut sent the world His truth and grace\\nBy His beloved Son.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nSO S. M.\\n1 Stand up, and bless the Lord,\\nYe people of His choice\\nStand up, and bless the Lord your God,\\nWith heart and soul and voice.\\n2 Though high above all praise,\\nAbove all blessing high,\\nWho would not fear His holy Name,\\nAnd laud and magnify?\\n3 for the living flame,\\nFrom His own altar brought,\\nTo touch our lips, our minds inspire,\\nAnd wing to heaven our thought!\\n4 God is our Strength and Song,\\nAnd His salvation ours\\nThen be His love in Christ proclaimed\\nWith all our ransomed powers.\\n5 Stand up, and bless the Lord;\\nThe Lord your God adore\\nStand up, and bless His glorious Xame,\\nHenceforth for evermore.\\nJames Montgomery, 1824.\\n67", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "GOD, THE FATHER ALMIGHTY.\\n\u00c2\u00a9O 7.7.7.7.7.7.\\n1 God of mercy, God of grace,\\nShow the brightness of Thy face\\nShine upon us, Saviour shine,\\nFill Thy church with light Divine;\\nAnd Thy saving health extend,\\nUnto earth s remotest end.\\n2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord;\\nBe by all that live adored:\\nLet the nations shout and sing,\\nGlory to their Saviour King;\\nAt Thy feet their tributes pay,\\nAnd Thy holy will obey.\\n3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord;\\nEarth shall then her fruits afford;\\nGod to man His blessing give,\\nMan to God devoted live;\\nAll below, and all above,\\nOne in joy, and light, and love.\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834.\\n91 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven,\\nTo His feet thy tribute bring\\nEansomed, healed, restored, forgiven,\\nWho, like me, His praise should sing?\\nPraise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise\\nPraise, the everlasting King. [Him,\\n2 Praise Him for His grace and favor\\nTo our fathers in distress:\\nPraise Him, still the same forever,\\nSlow to chide, and swift to bless\\nPraise Him, praise Him, graise Him, praise\\nGlorious in His faithfulness. [Him,\\n68", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "THE FALL AND REDEMPTION OF MAN.\\n3 Father-like, He tends and spares us\\nWell our feeble frame He knows\\nIn His hands He gentle bears us,\\nRescues us from all our foes\\nPraise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise\\nWidely as His mercy goes. [Him,\\n4 Angels, help us to adore Him;\\nYe behold Him face to face;\\nSun and moon, bow down before Him,\\nDwellers all in time and space.\\nPraise Him, praise Him, praise Him, praise\\nPraise with us the God of grace. [Him,\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834.\\nJESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD\\nThe Advent.\\nOS 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 6. 6.\\n1 Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates!\\nBehold the King of glory waits\\nThe King of kings is drawing near,\\nThe Saviour of the world is here;\\nLife and salvation He doth bring,\\nWherefore rejoice, and gladly sing:\\nWe praise Thee, Father, now,\\nCreator, wise art Thou.\\n2 The Lord is just, a Helper tried,\\nMercy is ever at His side\\nHis kingly crown is holiness,\\nHis sceptre, pity in distress,\\nThe end of all x3ur woe He brings\\nWherefore the earth is glad and sings:\\nWe praise Thee, Saviour, now,\\nMighty in deed art Thou!\\n69", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 blest the land, the city blest,\\nWhere Christ the Euler is confest!\\nhappy hearts and happy homes\\nTo whom this King in triumph comes?\\nThe cloudless Sun of joy He is,\\nWho bringeth pure delight and bliss:\\nO Comforter Divine,\\nWhat boundless grace is Thine!\\n4 Fling wide the portals of your heart;\\nMake it a temple, set apart\\nFrom earthly use for heaven s employ,\\nAdorned with prayer, and love, and joy;\\nSo shall your Sovereign enter in,\\nAnd new and nobler life begin:\\nTo Thee, O God, be praise,\\nFor word and deed and grace!\\n5 Eedeemer, come! I open wide\\nMy heart to Thee; here, Lord* abide!\\nLet me Thy inner presence feel,\\nThy grace and love in me reveal;\\nThe Holy Spirit guide us on,\\nUntil the glorious crown be won!\\nEternal praise and fame\\nWe offer to Thy Name.\\nGeorg Weissel, 1633.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855, a.\\n93 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 how shall I receive Thee,\\nHow meet Thee on Thy way;\\nBlest hope of ev ry nation,\\nMy soul s delight and stay?\\nJesus, Jesus, give nre\\nNow by Thine own pure light,\\n:To know whatever is pleasing\\nAnd welcome in Thy sight.\\n70", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "THE ADVENT.\\n2 Thy Zion palms is strewing,\\nAnd branches fresh and fair;\\nMy soul in praise awaking,\\nHer anthem shall prepare.\\nPerpetual thanks and praises\\nForth from my heart shall spring;\\n:And to Thy Name the service\\nOf all my powers I bring.\\n3 Love caused Thy Incarnation,\\nLove brought Thee down to me.\\nThy thirst for my salvation\\nProcured my liberty.\\nO Love beyond all telling,\\nThat led Thee to embrace,\\nII :In love all love excelling,\\nOur lost and fallen race II\\n4 Ye, who with guilty terror\\nAre trembling, fear no more:\\nWith love and grace the Saviour\\nShall you to hope restore.\\nHe comes, who contrite sinners\\nWill with the children place,\\n:The children of His Father,\\nThe heirs of life and grace.\\n5 Eejoice then, ye sad-hearted,\\nWho sit in deepest gloom,\\nWho mourn o er joys departed,\\nAnd tremble at your doom:\\nHe who alone can cheer you\\nIs standing at the door;\\n:He brings His pity near you,\\nAnd bids you weep no more.:||\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1653, Tr. ab.\\n71", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nL. M.\\n1 On Jordan s bank the Baptist s cry\\nAnnounces that the Lord is nigh\\nCome, then, and hearken: for he brings\\nGlad tidings from the King of kings.\\n2 Then cleansed be every Christian breast,\\nAnd furnished for so great a guest!\\nYea, let us each his heart prepare\\nFor Christ to come and enter there.\\n3 For Thou art our salvation, Lord,\\nOur refuge and our great reward;\\nWithout Thy grace our souls must fade,\\nAnd wither like a flower decayed.\\n4 To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand,\\nAnd bid the fallen sinner stand:\\nOnce more upon Thy people shine,\\nAnd fill the world with love Divine.\\n5 All praise, eternal Son, to Thee,\\nWhose advent set Thy people free;\\nWhom with the Father we adore,\\nAnd Holy Ghost forevermore.\\nFrom the Latin. 1736.\\nTr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837.\\n7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Come, Thou Saviour of our race,\\nChoicest gift of heavenly grace!\\nO Thou blessed Virgin s Son,\\nBe Thy race on earth begun.\\n2 Not of mortal blood or birth,\\nHe descends from heaven to earth,\\nBy the Holy Ghost conceived,\\nTruly man to be believed.\\n72", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "THE ADVENT.\\n3 Wondrous birth! wondrous Child!\\nOf the Virgin, undefiled!\\nThough by all the world disowned,\\nStill to be in heaven enthroned.\\n4 From the Father forth He came,\\nAnd returneth to the same;\\nCaptive leading death and hell,\\nHigh the song of triumph swell.\\n5 Equal to the Father now,\\nThough to dust Thou once didst bow\\nBoundless shall Thy kingdom be;\\nWhen shall we its glories see?\\n6 Brightly doth Thy manger shine!\\nGlorious is its light Divine:\\nLet not sin o ercloud this light,\\nEver be our faith thus bright.\\nAmbrose of Milan, d. 397.\\nTr. Martin Luther, 1524.\\nTr. William M. Reynolds, 1850.\\n96 8. 7.8. 7. 7. 7.8.8\\n1 Comfort, comfort ye my people,\\nSpeak ye peace, thus saith our God;\\nComfort those, who sit in darkness,\\nMourning neath their sorrows load.\\nSpeak ye to Jerusalem\\nOf the peace that waits for them;\\nTell her that her sins I cover,\\nAnd her war-fare now is over.\\n2 For the herald s voice is crying\\nIn the desert far and near,\\nBidding all men to repentance\\nSince the kingdom now is here.\\n0, that warning cry obey!\\nNow prepare for God a Way\\nLet the valleys rise to meet Him\\nAnd the hills bow down to greet Him.\\n73", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Make ye straight what long was crooked,\\nMake the rougher places plain:\\nLet your hearts be true and humble\\nAs befits His holy reign;\\nFor the glory of the Lord\\nNow o er earth is shed abroad\\nAnd all flesh shall see the token\\nThat His word is never broken.\\nJohn Olearius, 1671.\\nT 9. 9. 8. 9. 9. 8,\\n1 He comes, no royal vesture wearing,\\nAn humble beast the Monarch bearing;\\nReceive Thy King, Jerusalem!\\nGo forth with palms His triumph showing,\\nWith branches green the pathway strewing,\\nAnd shout hosannas to His Name.\\n2 Sovereign, by no host attended!\\nStrong Champion, by no spear defended\\nO Prince of Peace, and David s Son!\\nThy throne, from whose approach forever,\\nThe kings of earth Thy steps would sever,\\nIs by Thee, without battle, won.\\n3 Unto the empire Thou hast founded,\\nThough not of earth, nor by earth bounded,\\nAll earthly realms shall subject be:\\nForth into every land and nation,\\nThy servants, armed with Thy salvation,\\nMarch to prepare a way for Thee.\\n4 And at Thy coming, clothed with power,\\nThe sullen storm forgets to lower,\\nAnd waves grow calm beneath Thy tread\\nThe bonds, by man s rebellion blighted,\\nIn a new covenant are united,\\nAnd sin and death in fetters led.\\n74", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "THE ADVENT.\\n5 O Lord of grace and truth unending,\\nAnd love all reach of thought transcending,\\nEe visit us, so sorely tried\\nThine Advent once again is needed,\\nTo form anew Thy peace, unheeded\\nBy wordly haughtiness and pride.\\n6 O let Thy light, which ne er shall vanish,\\nFrom earth the power of darkness banish\\nThe lurid flames of discord quell;\\nThat we, the thrones and people loyal,\\nAs brethren neath Thy sceptre royal,\\nIn Thy great Father s house may dwell.\\nFriedrich Riickert, b.1789, Tr.\\n8.7.8.7.7.7.\\n1 O er the distant mountains breaking\\nComes the reddening dawn of day;\\nEise, my soul, from sleep awaking,\\nEise, and sing, and watch, and pray;\\nTis thy Saviour, blessed Lord!\\nOn His bright returning way.\\n2 Thou long-expected weary\\nWaits my anxious soul for Thee,\\nLife is dark, and earth is dreary,\\nWhere Thy light I do not see\\nO my Saviour, blessed Lord!\\nWhen wilt Thou return to me?\\n3 Nearer is my soul s salvation,\\nSpent the night, the day at hand;\\nKeep me in my lowly station,\\nWatching for Thee, till I stand,\\nO my Saviour, blessed Lord!\\nIn Thy bright, Thy promised land.\\n75", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 With my lamp well trimmed and burning,\\nSwift to hear and slow to roam,\\nWatching for Thy glad returning\\nTo restore me to my home.\\nCome my Saviour, blessed Lord!\\nThou hast promised: quickly come,\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863.\\n7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Zion, at thy shining gates,\\nLo, the King of glory waits!\\nHaste thy Monarch s pomp to greet,\\nStrew thy palms before His feet.\\nChrist, for Thee their triple light\\nFaith and Hope and Love unite;\\nThis the beacon we display,\\nTo proclaim Thine Advent day.\\n2 Come and give us peace within;\\nLoose us from the bands of sin;\\nTake away the galling weight\\nLaid on us by Satan s hate.\\nGive us grace Thy yoke to wear;\\nGive us strength Thy cross to bear;\\nMake us Thine in deed and word,\\nThine in heart and life, O Lord!\\n3 Kill in us the carnal root,\\nThat the Spirit may bear fruit;\\nPlant in us Thy lowly mind;\\nKeep us faithful, loving, kind.\\nSo, when Thou shalt come again,\\nJudge of angels and of men,\\nWe, with all Thy saints, shall sing\\nHallelujahs to our King.\\nRev. Benj. H. Kennedy, 1804.\\n76", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "THE ADVENT.\\n100 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Come, Thou long expected Jesus,\\nBorn to set Thy people free;\\nFrom our fears and sins release us,\\nLet us rind our rest in Thee.\\n2 Israel s Strength and Consolation,\\nHope of all the earth Thou art;\\nDear Desire of every nation,\\nJoy of every longing heart.\\n3 Born Thy people to deliver;\\nBorn a Child, and yet a King;\\nBorn to reign in us forever,\\nNow Thy gracious kingdom bring.\\n4 By Thine own eternal Spirit,\\nEule in all our hearts alone\\nBy Thine all -sufficient merit,\\nEaise us to Thy glorious Throne.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1744.\\n101 C. M.\\n1 Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes,\\nThe Saviour promised long\\nLet ev ry heart prepare a throne,\\nAnd ev ry voice a song,\\nAnd ev ry voice a song.\\n2 On Him the Spirit, largely poured,\\nExerts His sacred fire\\nWisdom and might, and zeal and love,\\nHis holy breast inspire,\\nHis holy breast inspire.\\n3 He comes the prisoners to release,\\nIn Satan s bondage held:\\nThe gates of brass before Him burst,\\nThe iron fetters yield,\\nThe iron fetters yield.\\n77", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 He comes, from thickest films of vice\\nTo clear the mental ray,\\nAnd on the eyeballs of the blind\\nTo pour celestial day,\\nTo pour celestial day.\\n5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,\\nThe bleeding soul to cure,\\nAnd would with treasures of His grace\\nEnrich the humble poor,\\nEnrich the humble poor.\\n6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace!\\nThy welcome shall proclaim;\\nAnd heaven s eternal arches ring\\nWith Thy beloved Name,\\nWith Thy beloved Name.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1735.\\nThe Nativity.\\n102 C. M.\\n1 Joy to the world! the Lord is come;\\nLet earth receive her King;\\nLet ev ry heart prepare Him room,\\nAnd heav n and nature sing.\\n2 Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns:\\nLet men their songs employ;\\nWhile fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains\\n||:Eepeat the sounding joy.\\n78", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\n3 Xo more let sins and sorrows grow,\\nNor thorns infest the ground;\\nHe comes to make His blessings flow\\nFar as the curse is found.\\n4 He rules the world with truth and grace,\\nAnd makes the nations prove\\nThe glories of His righteousness,\\nII And wonders of His love.:!!\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n103 8. 7. 8. 7\\n1 Hark what mean those holy voices.\\nSweetly sounding through the skies?\\nLo, th angelic host rejoices\\nHeav nly hallelujahs rise.\\n2 Listen, to the wondrous story,\\nWhich they chant in hymns of joy\\nGlory in the highest, glory;\\nGlory be to God most high\\n3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,\\nReaching far as man is found,\\nSouls redeemed, and sins forgiven,\\nLoud our golden harps shall sound.\\n4 Christ is born, the great Anointed;\\nHeaven and earth His praises sing;\\nGlad receive whom God appointed\\nFor your Prophet, Priest and King!\\n5 Hasten, mortals, to adore Him;\\nLearn His Name, and taste His joy:\\nTill in heaven vou sing before Him,\\nGlory be to God most high!\\n79", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n6 Let us learn the wondrous story\\nOf our great Redeemer s birth;\\nSpread the brightness of His glory-\\nTill it cover all the earth.\\nRev. John Cawood, 1819.\\n104 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 Angels, from the realms of glory,\\nWing your flight o er all the earth;\\nYe who sang Creation s story,\\nNow proclaim Messiah s birth:\\nCome and worship,\\nWorship Christ, the new-born King.\\n2 Shepherds, in the fields abiding,\\nWatching o er your flocks by night,\\nGod with man is now residing,\\nYonder shines the infant Light:\\nCome and worship,\\nWorship Christ, the new-born King.\\n3 Sages, leave your contemplations,\\nBrighter visions beam afar;\\nSeek the great Desire of nations;\\nYe have seen His natal star:\\nCome and worship,\\nWorship Christ, the new-born King.\\n4 Saints, before the altar bending,\\nWatching long in hope and fear,\\nSuddenly the Lord, descending,\\nIn His temple shall appear:\\nCome and worship,\\nWorship Christ, the new-born King.\\n80", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\n5 All creation, join in praising\\nGod the Father, Spirit, Son;\\nEvermore your voices raising\\nTo the Eternal Three in One:\\nCome and worship,\\nWorship Christ, the new-born King.\\nJames Montgomerey 1816: doxology added.\\nlOS C. M.\\n1 While shepherds watched their flocks by night,\\nAll seated on the ground;\\nThe angel of the Lord came down,\\nII And glory shone around. :|j\\n2 Fear not, said he for mighty dread\\nHad seized their troubled mind\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nGlad tidings of great joy I bring,\\n:To you and all mankind.\\n3 To you, in David s town this day,\\nIs born of David s line,\\nThe Saviour, who is Christ, the Lord,\\nAnd this shall be the sign:\\n4 The heavenly babe you there shall find\\nTo human view displayed,\\nAll meanly wrapped in swathing bands,\\n:And in a manger laid.\\n5 Thus spake the seraph and forthwith\\nAppeared a shining throng\\nOf angels, praising God, who thus\\nII Addressed their joyful song:\\n6 All glory be to God on high,\\nAnd to the earth be peace\\nGood-will henceforth from heaven to men\\nII :Begin, and never cease!\\nNahum Tate, 1703.\\n81", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n106 L. M.\\n1 All praise to Thee, eternal Lord,\\nCloth d in a garb of flesh and blood;\\nChoosing a manger for Thy throne,\\nWhile worlds on worlds are Thine alone.\\n2 Once did the skies before Thee bow\\nA Virgin s arms contain Thee now;\\nAngels, who did in Thee rejoice,\\nNow listen for Thine infant voice.\\n3 A little Child, Thou art our Guest\\nThat weary ones in Thee may rest:\\nForlorn and lowly is Thy birth,\\nThat we may rise to heaven from earth.\\n4 Thou comest in the darksome night,\\nTo make us children of the light,\\nTo make us, in the realms Divine,\\nLike Thine own angels, round Thee shine.\\n5 All this for us Thy love hath done\\nBy this to Thee our love is won\\nFor this we tune our cheerful lays,\\nAnd shout our thanks in ceaseless praise.\\n1st v. Ancient Requiem; others, Martin Luther, 1523\\nlOT C. M. D.\\n1 It came upon the midnight clear,\\nThat glorious song of old,\\nFrom angels bending near the earth\\nTo touch their harps of gold:\\nPeace on the earth, good will to men,\\nFrom heaven s all gracious King:\\nThe world in solemn stillness lay,\\nTo hear the angels sing.\\n82", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\n2 Still through the cloven skies they come,\\nWith peaceful wings unfurled,\\nAnd still their heavenly music floats\\nO er all the weary world:\\nAbove its sad and lowly plains\\nThey bend on hovering wing,\\nAnd ever o er its Babel-sounds\\nThe blessed angels sing.\\n3 And ye, beneath life s crushing load,\\nWhose forms are bending low.\\nWho toil along the climbing way\\nWith painful steps and slow,\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nLook now! for glad and golden hours\\nCome swiftly on the wing*:\\nrest beside the weary road,\\nAnd hear the angels sing.\\n4 For lo, the days are hastening on,\\nBy prophet-bards foretold,\\nWhen with the ever-circling years\\nComes round the age of gold;\\nWhen peace shall over all the earth\\nIts ancient splendors fling,\\nAnd the w T hole world give back the song\\nWhich now the angels sing.\\nRev. Edmund H. Sears, 1850.\\n108 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Hark the herald angels sing,\\nGlory to the new-born King;\\nPeace on earth, and mercy mild,\\nGod and sinners reconciled!\\nJoyfull, all ye nations, rise,\\nJoin the triumph of the skies;\\nWith th angelic host proclaim,\\nChrist is born in Bethlehem?\\nHark the herald angels sing,\\nGlory to the new-born King.\\n83", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 Christ, by highest heaven adored;\\nChrist, the everlasting Lord!\\nLate in time behold Him come,\\nOffspring of the Virgin s womb:\\nVeiled in flesh the Godhead see;\\nHail the Incarnate Deity,\\nPleased as man with men to dwell,\\nJesus, our Emmanuel.\\nHark the herald angels sing,\\nGlory to the new-born King.\\n3 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!\\nHail, the Sun of Eighteousness\\nLight and life to all He brings,\\nRisen with healing in His wings.\\nMild He lays His glory by,\\nBorn that man no more may die,\\nBorn to raise the sons of earth,\\nBorn to give them second birth.\\nHark! the herald angels sing,\\nGlory to the new-born King.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1739, alt.\\n109 P. M. Irregular.\\n1 O come, all ye faithful,\\nJoyful and triumphant,\\nO come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem\\nCome and behold Him,\\nBorn the King of Angels;\\nO come, let us adore Him,\\nO come, let us adore Him\\ncome, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord,\\n2 God of God,\\nLight of Light.\\nLo! He abhors not the Virgin s womb;\\nVery God,\\nBegotten, not created\\nO come, let us adore Him, etc.\\n84", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\n3 Sing, choirs of Angels,\\nSing in exultation,\\nSing all re citizens of heav n above:\\nGlory to God\\nIn the highest;\\nO come, let us adore Him, etc.\\n4 Yea, Lord, we greet Thee,\\nBorn this happy morning,\\nJesus, to Thee be glory giv n;\\nAVord of the Father,\\nNow in flesh appearing;\\nO come, let us adore Him, etc.\\nAnon. (Latin, 17th Cent.)\\nTr. Rev. Frederick Oakley, 1841.\\nHO 8. 6. 6. 8. 6. 6\\n1 All my heart this day rejoices,\\nAs I hear, far and near,\\nSweetest angel voices:\\nChrist is born/ their choirs are singing\\nTill the air everywhere\\nNow with joy is ringing.\\n2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger,\\nSoft and sweet, doth entreat:\\nFlee from woe and danger;\\nBrethren, come: from all that grieves you\\nYou are freed; all you need\\nI will surely give you.\\n3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder;\\nHere let all, great and small\\nKneel in awe and wonder;\\nLove Him who with love is yearning;\\nHail the Star, that from far\\nBright with hope is burning!\\n85", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 Ye who pine in weary sadness,\\nWeep no more, for the door\\nNow is found of gladness.\\nCling to Him, for He will guide you\\nWhere no cross, pain or loss,\\nCan again betide you.\\n5 Hither come, ye heavy-hearted,\\nW T ho for sin, deep within,\\nLong and sore have smarted:\\nFrom the poisoned wounds you re feeling\\nHelp is near; One is here\\nMighty for their healing.\\n6 Hither come, ye poor and wretchM;\\nKnow His will is to fill\\nEvery hand outstretched;\\nHere are riches without measure,\\nHere forget all regret,\\nFill your hearts with treasure.\\n7 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee!\\nKeep Thou me close to Thee,\\nCast me not behind Thee!\\nLife of life, my heart Thou stillest\\nCalm I rest, on Thy breast,\\nAll this void Thou fillest.\\nHeedfully my Lord I ll cherish\\nLive to Thee, and with Thee,\\nDying, shall not perish\\nBut shall dwell with Thee forever,\\nFar on high, in the joy\\nThat can alter never.\\nPaulGerhardt, 1656.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth 1858.", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\nIll L. M\\n1 From heav n above to earth I come,\\nTo bear good news to ev ry home;\\nGlad tidings of great joy I bring,\\nWhereof I now will say and sing:\\n2 To you, this night, is born a Child\\nOf Mary, chosen mother mild\\nThis little Child, of lowly birth,\\nShall be the Joy of all your earth.\\n3. Tie Christ, our God, who far on high\\nHath heard your sad and bitter cry;\\nHimself will your Salvation be,\\nHimself from sin will make you free.\\n4 Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest,\\nThrough whom e en wicked men are blest!\\nThou com st to share our misery;\\nWhat can we render, Lord, to Thee?\\n5 Ah, dearest Jesus, Holy Child,\\nMake Thee a bed, soft, undefined,\\nWithin my heart, that it may be\\nA quiet chamber kept for Thee.\\n6 My heart for every joy doth leap,\\nMy lips no more can silence keep,\\nI too must sing with joyful tongue\\nThat sweetest ancient cradle-song:\\n7 Glory to God in highest heaven,\\nWho unto man His Son hath given,\\nWhile angels sing with pious mirth\\nA glad 2s ew Year to all the earth.\\nMartin Luther, 1535.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855.\\n87", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nIIS L. M,\\n1 Emmanuel! we sing Thy praise,\\nThou Prince of Life! Thou Fount of Grace!\\nWith all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing;\\nPraise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring!\\n2 E er since the world began to be,\\nHow many a heart hath longed for Thee!\\nAnd Thou, O long-expected Guest,\\nHast come at last to make us blest!\\n3 Now art Thou here: we know Thee now;\\nIn lonely manger liest Thou:\\nA Child, yet makest all things great;\\nPoor, yet is earth Thy robe of state.\\n4 Now fearless I can look on Thee:\\nFrom sin and grief Thou set st me free:\\nThou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest death,\\nFear turns to joy Thy glance beneath.\\n5 Thou art my Head, my Lord Divine:\\nI am Thy member, wholly Thine;\\nAnd in Thy Spirit s strength would still\\nServe Thee according to Thy will.\\n6 Thus will I sing Thy praises here,\\nWith joyful spirit year by year:\\nAnd they shall sound before Thy throne,\\nWhere time nor number more is known.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1653.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855.\\n113 8. 6. 8. 6. 7. 6. 8. 6.\\n1 O little town of Bethlehem,\\nHow still we see thee lie;\\nAbove Thy deep and dreamless sleep\\nThe silent stars go by", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "THE NATIVITY.\\nYet in thy dark streets sbineth\\nThe everlasting Light;\\nThe hopes and fears of all the years\\nAre met in thee to-night.\\n2 For Christ is born of Mary,\\nAnd gathered all above,\\nWhile mortals sleep, the angels keep\\nTheir watch of wond ring love.\\nO morning stars, together\\nProclaim the holy birth!\\nAnd praises sing to God the King\\nAnd peace to men on earth.\\n3 How silently, how silently,\\nThe wondrous gift is given\\nSo God imparts to human hearts\\nThe blessings of His heaven,\\nNo ear may hear His coming,\\nBut in this world of sin,\\nWhere meek souls will receive Him still,\\nThe dear Christ enters in.\\n4 Holy Child of Bethlehem\\nDescend to us, we pray\\nCast out our sin, and enter in;\\nBe born in us to-day.\\nWe hear the Christmas angels\\nThe great glad tidings tell;\\ncome to us, abide with us,\\nOur Lord Emmanuel!\\nBishop Philip Brooks, 1835\u00e2\u0080\u00941893.\\nll^L 10. 10. 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn\\nWhere-on the Saviour of the world was born;\\nRise to adore the mystery of love\\nWhich hosts of angels chanted from above:\\nWith them the joyful tidings first begun\\nOf God Incarnate and the Virgin s Son.", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,\\nWho heard the angelic herald s voice: Behold,\\nI bring good tidings of a Saviour s birth\\nTo you, and all the nations upon earth:\\nThis day hath God fulfilled His promised word\\nThis day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.\\n3 He spake: and straightway the celestial choir\\nIn hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;\\nThe praises of redeeming love they sang,\\nAnd heaven s whole orb with hallelujahs rang:\\nGod s highest glory was their anthem still,\\nPeace upon earth, and mutual good will.\\n4 To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shep-\\nherds ran,\\nTo see the wonder God had wrought for man;\\nAnd found, with Joseph and the blessed maid,\\nHer Son, the Saviour, in a manger laid:\\nAmazed, the wondrous story they proclaim,\\nThe first apostles of His infant fame.\\n5 Let us, like these good shepherds, then, employ\\nOur grateful voices to proclaim the joy:\\nTrace we the Babe, who has retrieved our loss,\\nFrom His poor manger to His bitter cross;\\nTreading His steps, assisted by His grace,\\nTill man s first heavenly state again takes place.\\nJohn Byrom, publ. 1773.\\nThe Epiphany.\\nUS 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Light of the gentile nations,\\nThy people s joy and love!\\nDrawn by Thy Spirit higher,\\nWe gladly come to prove\\n90", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "THE EPIPHANY.\\nThy presence in Thy temple\\nAnd wait with earnest mind\\nAs Simeon once waited,\\nHis Saviour God to rind.\\n2 Yes, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee,\\nE en now, in every place\\nWhere Thy true word hath promised\\nThat they should see Thy face.\\nThou yet wilt gently grant us,\\nWho gather round Thee here,\\nIn faith s strong arms to bear Thee,\\nAs once that aged seer.\\n3 Be Thou our joy, our brightness,\\nThat shines mid pain and loss,\\nOur Sun in times of terror,\\nThe glory round our cross\\nA glow in sinking spirits,\\nA sunbeam in distress,\\nPhysician, Friend in sickness,\\nIn death our happiness.\\n4 Let us, Lord, be faithful\\nWith Simeon to the end,\\nThat so his dying song may\\nFrom all our hearts ascend:\\nO Lord, let now Thy servant\\nDepart in peace for aye,\\nSince I have seen my Saviour,\\nHave here beheld His day.\\n5 My Saviour I behold Thee\\nNow with the eye of faith:\\nNo foe of Thee can rob me,\\nThough bitter words he saith.\\nWithin Thy heart abiding,\\nAs Thou dost dwell in me,\\nNo pain, no death hath terrors\\nTo part my soul from Thee!\\nJohann Frank, 1674, Tr.\\n91", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n11\u00c2\u00a9 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Hail to the Lord s Anointed,\\nGreat David s greater Son!\\nHail, in the time appointed,\\nHis reign on earth begun\\nHe comes to break oppression,\\nTo set the captive free;\\nTo take away transgression,\\nAnd rule in equity.\\n2 He comes with succor speedy\\nTo those who suffer wrong;\\nTo help the poor and needy,\\nAnd bid the weak be strong;\\nTo give them songs for sighing;\\nTheir darkness turn to light,\\nWhose souls, condemned and dying,\\nWere precious in His sight.\\n3 He shall come down like showers\\nUpon the fruitful earth;\\nAnd love, joy, hope, Jike flowers,\\nSpring in His path to birth.\\nBefore Him, on the mountains,\\nShall peace, the herald go;\\nAnd righteousness, in fountains,\\nFrom hill to valley flow.\\n4 For Him shall prayer unceasing\\nAnd daily vows ascend;\\nHis kingdom still increasing,\\nA kingdom without end.\\nThe tide of time shall never\\nHis covenant remove;\\nHis Name shall stand forever;\\nThat Name to us is Love.\\nJames Montgomerey 1821.\\n92", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "THE EPIPHANY.\\n11^ L. M.\\n1 What star is this, with beams so bright,\\nWhich shame the sun s less radiant light?\\nIt shines to show a new-born King,\\nGlad tidings of our God to bring.\\n2 Tis now fulfilled what God decreed,\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nFrom Jacob shall a Star proceed;\\nAnd lo, the eastern sages stand,\\nTo read in heaven the Lord s command.\\n3 While outward signs the star displays,\\nAn inward light the Lord conveys,\\nAnd urges them, with force benign,\\nTo seek the Giver of the sign.\\n4 True love can brook no dull delay,\\nNor toil nor dangers stop their way:\\nHome, kindred, fatherland, and all,\\nThey leave at once, at God s high call.\\n5 Jesus, while the star of grace\\nInvites us now to seek Thy face,\\nMay we no more that grace repel,\\nOr quench that light which shines so well!\\n6 To God the Father, God the Son\\nAnd Holy Spirit, Three in One,\\nMay every tongue and nation raise\\nAn endless song of thankful praise!\\nCharles Coffin, 1736.\\nTr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837.\\nIIS 11.10.11.10.\\n1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning!\\nDawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid;\\nStar of the east, the horizon adorning\\nGuide where our infant Redeemer is laid.\\n93", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining,\\nLow lies His head with the beasts of the stall;\\nAngels adore Him in slumber reclining,\\nMaker and Monarch and Saviour of all.\\n3 Shall we not yield Him, in costly devotion,\\nOdors of Edom, and offerings divine,\\nGems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,\\nMyrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?\\n4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,\\nVainly with gifts would His favor secure\\nRicher by far is the heart s adoration,\\nDearer to God are the prayers of the poor.\\n5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,\\nDawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid;\\nStar of the east, the horizon adorning,\\nGuide where our infant Redeemer is laid.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1811.\\nJJL\u00c2\u00a9 6.5.6.5.12 1.\\n1 From the eastern mountains,\\nPressing on, they come,\\nWise men in their wisdom,\\nTo His humble home,\\nStirred by deep devotion,\\nHasting from afar,\\nEver journeying onward,\\nGuided by a star.\\nLight of life that shineth\\nEre the world began,\\nDraw Thou near and lighten\\nEvery heart of man.\\n2 Thou who in a manger\\nOnce hast lowly lain,\\nWho dost now in glory\\nO er all kingdoms reign,\\n94", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "THE EPIPHANY.\\nGather in the heathen,\\nWho in lands afar\\nNe er have seen the brightness\\nOf Thy guiding star.\\nLight of life, etc.\\n3 Gather in the outcasts.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2All who ve gone astray.\\nThrow Thy radiance o er them,\\nGuide them on their way\\nThose who never knew Thee,\\nThose who ve wandered far,\\nGuide them by the brightness\\nOf Thy guiding star,\\nLight of life, etc.\\n4 Onward through the darkness\\nOf the lonely night.\\nShining still before them\\nWith Thy kindly light.\\nGuide them, Jew and Gentile,\\nHomeward from afar.\\nYoung and old together,\\nBy Thy guiding star.\\nLight of life, etc.\\n5 L ntil every nation,\\nWhether bond or free,\\nNeath Thy starlit banner,\\nJesus, follows Thee\\nO er the distant mountains\\nTo that heavenly home,\\nWhere no sin nor sorrow\\nEvermore shall come.\\nLight of life. etc.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1873.\\n95", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nISO 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 As with gladness men of old\\nDid the guiding star behold;\\nAs with joy they hailed the light,\\nLeading onward, beaming bright;\\nSo, most gracious God, may we\\nEvermore be led to Thee.\\n2 As with joyful steps they sped\\nTo that lowly manger-bed;\\nThere to bend the knee before\\nHim whom heav n and earth adore;\\nSo may we with willing feet\\nEver seek the mercy-seat.\\n3 As they offered gifts most rare\\nAt that manger rude and bare;\\nSo may we with holy joy,\\nPure and free from sin s alloy,\\nAll our earliest treasures bring,\\nChrist! to Thee our heav nly King.\\n4 Holy Jesus! every day\\nKeep us in the narrow way;\\nAnd, when earthly things are past,\\nBring our ransomed souls at last\\nWhere they need no star to guide,\\nWhere no clouds Thy glory hide.\\n5 In the heav nly country bright,\\nNeed they no created light;\\nThou its Light, its Joy, its Crown,\\nThou its Sun which. goes not down,\\nThere forever may we sing\\nHallelujah to our King.\\nWilliam C. Dix, 1861.\\n96", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "THE EPIPHANY.\\n121 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Earth has many a noble city;\\nBethlehem, thou dost all excel.\\nOut of thee the Lord from heaven\\nCame to rule His Israel.\\n2 Fairer than the sun at morning\\nWas the star that told His birth,\\nTo the world its God announcing\\nSeen in fleshly form on earth.\\n3 Eastern sages at His cradle\\nMake oblations rich and rare\\nSee them give, in deep devotion,\\nGold, and frankincense, and myrrh.\\n4 Sacred gifts of mystic meaning:\\nIncense doth their God disclose,\\nGold the King of kings proclaimeth,\\nMyrrh His sepulchre foreshows.\\n5 Jesus, whom the Gentiles worshipped\\nAt Thy glad Epiphany,\\nUnto Thee, with God the Father\\nAnd the Spirit, glory be.\\nAurelius Prudentius, 400.\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall died 1878.\\n122 S. W.\\n1 Within the Father s house\\nThe Son hath found His home;\\nAnd to His temple suddenly\\nThe Lord of Life hath come.\\n2 The doctors of the law\\nGaze on the wondrous child,\\nAnd marvel at His gracious words\\nOf wisdom undeiiled.\\n97", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Yet not to them is given\\nThe mighty truth to know,\\nTo lift the earthly veil which hides\\nIncarnate God below.\\n4 The secret of the Lord\\nEscapes each human eye,\\nAnd faithful pondering hearts await\\nThe full Epiphany.\\n5 Lord, visit Thou our souls\\nAnd teach us by Thy grace,\\nEach dim revealing of Thyself\\nWith loving awe to trace;\\n6 Till from our darkened sight\\nThe cloud shall pass away,\\nAnd on the cleansed soul shall burst\\nThe everlasting day;\\n7 Till we behold Thy face,\\nAnd know, as we are known,\\nThee, Father, Son and Holy Ghost,\\nCo-equal Three in One.\\nBishop James Russell Woodford, 1863.\\nThe Teaching*, Character and Example.\\n123 L. M.\\n1 How beauteous were the marks Divine,\\nThat in Thy meekness used to shine;\\nThat lit Thy lonely pathway trod\\nIn wondrous love, Son of God!\\n2 O who like Thee so calm, so bright,\\nThou Son of Man, Thou Light of light?\\nO who like Thee did ever go\\nSo patient through a world of woe!\\n98", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\n3 O who like Thee so humbly bore\\nThe scorn, the scoffs of men, before;\\nSo meek, forgiving, Godlike, high,\\nSo glorious in humility\\n4 And all Thy life s unchanging years,\\nA man of sorrows and of tears,\\nThe cross, where all our sins were laid,\\nUpon Thy bending shoulders weighed;\\n5 And death, which sets the prisoner free,\\nWas pang and scoff and scorn to Thee\\nYet love through all Thy torture glowed,\\nAnd mercy with Thy life-blood flowed.\\n6 in Thy light be mine to go,\\nIlluming all my way of woe!\\nAnd give me ever on the road\\nTo trace Thy footsteps, Son of God!\\nBishop A. Cleveland Coxe, 1840.\\n124 L. tf.\\n1 How sweetly flow d the gospel sound\\nFrom lips of gentleness and grace,\\nWhen list ning thousands gather d round.\\nAnd joy and rev rence filled the place\\n2 From heaven He came, of heaven He spoke,\\nTo heaven He led His follower s way\\nDark clouds of gloomy night He broke,\\nUnveiling an immortal day.\\n3 Come, wanderers, to my Father s home;\\nCome, all ye weary ones, and rest;\\nYes, sacred teacher, we will come,\\nObey Thee, love Thee, and be blest.\\n4 Decay then, tenements of dust\\nPillars of earthly pride, decay:\\nA nobler mansion waits the just,\\nAnd Jesus has prepared the way.\\nSir John Bo wring, ^SZZ.\\nLofC. 99", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n125 L. M. 6 1.\\n(Or to Leipzig.)\\n1 O Light, whose beams illumine all\\nFrom twilight dawn to perfect day,\\nShine Thou before the shadows fall\\nThat lead our wand ring feet astray:\\nAt morn and eve Thy radiance pour,\\nThat youth may love, and age adore.\\n2 Way, through whom our souls draw near\\nTo yon eternal home of peace,\\nWhere perfect love shall cast out fear,\\nAnd earth s vain toil and wand ring cease;\\nIn strength or weakness may we see\\nOur heavenward path, O Lord, through Thee.\\n3 Truth, before whose shrine we bow,\\nThou priceless pearl for all who seek,\\nTo Thee our earliest strength we vow,\\nThy love will bless the pure and meek\\nWhen dreams or mists beguile our sight,\\nTurn Thou our darkness into light.\\n4 Life, the well that ever flows\\nTo slake the thirst of those that faint,\\nThy power to bless what seraph knows?\\nThe joy supreme what words can paint?\\nIn earth s last hours of fleeting breath\\nBe Thou our Conqueror over death.\\n5 O Light, Way, O Truth, O Life,\\nO Jesus, born, mankind to save,\\nGive Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife,\\nShed Thou Thy calm on stormiest wave;\\nBe Thou our hope, our joy, our dread,\\nLord of the living and the dead.\\nRev. Edward H. Plumptre, 1864.\\nTOO", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\nISO L. M.\\n1 Behold, the Master passeth by\\nsee st thou not His pleading eye?\\nWith low sad voice He calleth thee,\\n1 Leave this vain world, and follow Me.\\n2 soul, bowed down with harrowing care\\nHast thou no thought for heaven to spare?\\nFrom earthly toils lift up thine eyes;\\nBehold, the Master passeth by!\\n3 One heard Him calling long ago,\\nAnd straightway left all things below,\\nCounting his earthly gain as loss\\nFor Jesus and His blessed cross.\\n4 That Follow Me his faithful ear\\nSeemed every day afresh to hear:\\nIts echoes stirred his spirit still,\\nAnd fired his hope, and nerved his will.\\n5 God gently calls us every day\\nWhy should we then our bliss delay?\\nThou, Lord, e en now art calling me;\\nI will leave all, and follow Thee.\\nBishop William W. How, alt. 1871.\\n127 L. M.\\n1 My dear Eedeemer, and my Lord!\\nI read my duty in Thy word;\\nBut in Thy life the law appears,\\nDrawn out in living characters.\\n2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal,\\nSuch deference to Thy Father s wall,\\nSuch love, and meekness so Divine,\\nI would transcribe and make them mine.\\n101", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Cold mountains and the midnight air\\nWitnessed the fervor of Thy prayer;\\nThe desert Thy temptations knew,\\nThy conflict and Thy victory too.\\n4 Be Thou my Pattern; make me bear\\nMore of Thy gracious image here:\\nThen God the Judge shall own my name\\nAmongst the followers of the Lamb.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n1^^ L. M.\\n1 O er the dark wave of Galilee,\\nThe gloom of twilight gathered fast,\\nAnd on the waters drearily,\\nDescends the fitful ev ning blast.\\n2 The weary bird hath left the air,\\nAnd sunk into his sheltered nest;\\nThe wandering beast has sought his lair,\\nAnd laid him down to welcome rest.\\n3 Still near the lake, with weary tread\\nLingers a form of human kind;\\nAnd on His lone, unsheltered head,\\nFlows the chill night-damp of the wind.\\n4 Why seeks He not a home of rest?\\nWhy seeks He not a pillowed bed?\\nBeasts have their dens, the bird its nest,\\nHe hath not where to lay His head.\\n5 Such was the lot He freely chose,\\nTo bless, to save the human race\\nAnd through His poverty there flows\\nA rich, full stream of heavenly grace.\\nWilliam Russell.\\n102", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\nISO 6. 4. 6. 4. D.\\n1 Fierce was the wild billow,\\nDark was the night;\\nOars labored heavily,\\nFoam glimmered white;\\nTrembled the mariners,\\nPeril was nigh:\\nThen said the God of God,\\nPeace! It is I.\\n2 Ridge of the mountain-wave,\\nLower the crest!\\nWail of Euroclydon,\\nBe thou at rest!\\nSorrow can never be,\\nDarkness must fly,\\nWhere saith the Light of light,\\nPeace! It is I,\\n3 Jesus, Deliverer.\\nCome Thou to me\\nSoothe Thou my voyaging\\nOver life s sea:\\nThou, when the storm of death\\nRoars, sweeping bv,\\nWhisper, O Truth of truth,\\nPeace? It is I.\\nAnatolius of Constantinople, 458.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\n130 C. M.\\n1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone\\nAround Thy steps below;\\nWhat patient love was seen in all\\nThy life and death of woe.\\n2 For, ever on Thy burdened heart\\nA weight of sorrow hung\\nYet no ungentle, murmuring word\\nEscaped Thy silent tongue.\\n103", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile,\\nThy friends unfaithful prove;\\nUnwearied in forgiveness still,\\nThy heart could only love.\\n4 O give us hearts to love like Thee\\nLike Thee, O Lord, to grieve\\nFar more for others sin than all\\nThe wrongs that we receive.\\n5 One with Thyself, may every eye,\\nIn us, Thy brethren, see\\nThe gentleness and grace that spring\\nFrom union, Lord, with Thee.\\nSir Edward Denny, 1839.\\n131 C. M.\\n1 Thou art the Way; to Thee alone\\nFrom sin and death we flee;\\nAnd he who would the Father seek\\nMust seek Him, Lord, by Thee.\\n2 Thou art the Truth Thy word alone\\nTrue wisdom can impart;\\nThou only canst inform the mind,\\nAnd purify the heart.\\n3 Thou art the Life; the rending tomb\\nProclaims Thy conquering arm\\nAnd those who put their trust in Thee\\nNor death nor hell shall harm.\\n4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life\\nGrant us that Way to know;\\nThat Truth to keep, that Life to win,\\nWhose joys eternal flow.\\nBishop George W. Doane, 1824.\\n104", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\n132 C. M.\\n1 A pilgrim through this lonely world,\\nThe blessed Saviour passed;\\nA mourner all His life was He,\\nA dying Lamb at last.\\n2 That tender heart that felt for all,\\nFor all its life-blood gave\\nIt found on earth no resting-place,\\nII Save only in the grave. :|i\\n3 Such was our Lord; and shall we fear\\nThe cross, with all its scorn?\\nOr love a faithless, evil world,\\nThat wreathed His brow with thorn?\\n4 No facing all its frowns or smiles,\\nLike Him, obedient still,\\nWe homeward press through storm or calm\\nII To Zion s blessed hill.:||\\n5 By faith His boundless glories there\\nOur wandering eyes behold\\nThose glories which eternal years\\nII Shall never all unfold.\\nSir Edward Denny, 1839.\\n133 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Amid life s wild commotion,\\nWhere nought the heart can cheer,\\nWho points beyond its ocean\\nTo heaven s brighter sphere?\\nOur feeble footsteps guiding\\nWhen from the path we stray,\\nWho leads to bliss abiding?\\nChrist is our only Way.\\n105", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 When doubts and fears distress us,\\nAnd all around is gloom,\\nAnd shame and fear oppress us,\\nWho can our souls illume?\\nHeaven s rays are round us gleaming,\\nAnd making all things bright,\\nThe Sun of truth is beaming\\nIn glory on our sight.\\n3 Who fills our hearts with gladness\\nThat none can take away?\\nWho shows us, midst our sadness,\\nThe distant realms of day?\\nMid fears of death assailing,\\nWho stills the heart s wild strife?\\nTis Christ! our Friend unfailing,\\nThe Way, the Truth, the Life.\\nC. Jul. Aschenfeldt, 1792\u00e2\u0080\u00941856, Tr.\\n134 L. M.\\n1 How shall I follow Him I serve!\\nHow shall I copy Him I love?\\nNor from these blessed footsteps swerve\\nWhich lead me to His seat above?\\n2 Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,\\nThe life of toil, the mean abode,\\nThe faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,\\nAre these the consecrated road?\\n3 Twas thus He suffered, though a Son,\\nForeknowing, choosing, feeling all,\\nUntil the perfect work was done,\\nAnd drunk the bitter cup of gall.\\n4 Lord, should my path through suffering lie,\\nForbid it I should e er repine;\\nStill let me turn to Calvary,\\nNor heed my griefs, remembering Thine.\\n106", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\n5 let me think how Thou didst leave\\ntntasted every pure delight,\\nTo fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,\\nThe toilsome day, the homeless night:\\n6 To faint, to grieve, to die for me!\\nThou earnest, not Thyseif to please;\\nAnd, dear as earthly comforts be,\\nShall I not love Thee more than these?\\n7 Yes, I would count them all but loss,\\nTo gain the notice of Thine eye\\nFlesh shrinks and trembles at the cross,\\nBut Thou canst give the victory.\\nJosiah Conder, 1824, 1836.\\n135 L. M.\\n1 love, how deep, how broad, how high,\\nHow passing thought and fantasv,\\nThat God, the Son of God, should take\\nOur mortal form for mortal s sake!\\n2 He sent no angel to our race,\\nOf higher or of lower place,\\nBut wore the robe of human frame,\\nAnd He Himself to this world came.\\n3 For us baptized, for us He bore\\nHis holy fast, and hungered sore,\\nFor us temptations sharp He knew,\\nFor us the tempter overthrew.\\n4 For us He preaches and He prays,\\nWould do all things, would try all ways\\nBy words, and signs, and actions, thus\\nStill seeking not Himself, but us.\\n5 For us to wicked men betrayed,\\nScourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed,\\nFor us He bore the cross s death,\\nFor us at length gave up His breath.\\n107", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n6 For us He rose from death again,\\nFor us He went on high to reign,\\nFor us He sent His Spirit here\\nTo guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.\\n7 All honor, laud, and glory be,\\nO Jesus, Virgin-born, to Thee:\\nAll glory, as is ever meet,\\nTo Father, and to Paraclete.\\nAnon (Latin, 15th cent.)\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1854.\\n136 5. 5. 8. 8. 5. 5.\\n1 Jesus, still lead on,\\nTill our rest be won;\\nAnd, although the way be cheerless,\\nWe will follow calm and fearless\\nGuide us by Thy hand,\\nTo our fatherland.\\n2 If the way be drear,\\nIf the foe be near,\\nLet no faithless fears o ertake us,\\nLet not faith and hope forsake us;\\nFor through many a woe\\nTo our home we go.\\n3 When we seek relief\\nFrom a long-felt grief:\\nWhen temptations come alluring,\\nMake us patient and enduring;\\nShow us that bright shore\\nWhere we weep no more.\\n4 Jesus, still lead on,\\nTill our rest be won:\\nHeavenly Leader, still direct us,\\nStill support, control, protect us,\\nTill we safely stand\\nIn our fatherland.\\nCount Nicolaus L. von Zinzendorf 1700\u00e2\u0080\u00941760.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick 1853.\\n108", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE,\\n13T C. M.\\n1 Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee,\\nAnd pray to be forgiv n,\\nSo let Thy life our pattern be,\\nAnd form our souls for heav n.\\n2 Help us, through good report and ill,\\nOur daily cross to bear;\\nLike Thee, to do our Father s will,\\nOur brother s griefs to share.\\n3 Let grace our selfishness expel,\\nOur earthliness refine;\\nAnd kindness in our bosoms dwell\\nAs free and true as Thine.\\n4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly,\\nAnd grief s dark day come on,\\nWe, in our turn, would meekly cry,\\nFather, Thy will be done! 7\\n5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame,\\nOr brethren faithless prove,\\nThen, like Thine own, be all our aim\\nTo conquer them by love.\\n6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife,\\nForgiving and forgiven,\\nmay we lead the pilgrim s life,\\nAnd follow Thee to heaven!\\nRev. John H. Gurney, 1838.\\n138 C. M.\\n1 Lord, Thou in all things like wast made\\nTo us, yet free from sin,\\nThen how unlike to us, O Lord,\\nReplies the voice within.\\n2 Our faith is weak O Light of light,.\\nClear Thou our clouded view\\nThat Son of Man, and Son of God,,\\nWe give Thee honor due.\\n109", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 O Son of Man, Thyself hast proved\\nOur trials and our tears;\\nLife s thankless toil and scant repose,\\nDeath s agonies and fears.\\n4 O Son of God, in glory raised,\\nThou sittest on Thy throne:\\nThence, by Thy pleadings and Thy grace,\\nStill succoring Thine own.\\n5 Brother and Saviour, Friend and Judge!\\nTo Thee, O Christ, be given\\nTo bind upon Thy crown the names\\nMost blest in earth and heaven.\\nJoseph Anstice 1836.\\nISO C. M.\\n1 Immortal Love forever full,\\nForever flowing free,\\nForever shared, forever whole,\\nA never ebbing sea!\\n2 Our outward lips confess the Name\\nAll other names above;\\nLove only knoweth whence it came,\\nAnd comprehentleth love.\\n3 We may not climb the heavenly steeps\\nTo bring the Lord Christ down;\\nIn vain we search the lowest deeps,\\nFor Him no depths can drown.\\n4 But warm, sweet, tender, even yet\\nA present help is He\\nAnd faith has still its Olivet,\\nAnd love its Galilee.\\n5 The healing of His seamless dress\\nIs by our beds of pain;\\nWe touch Him in life s throng and press,\\nAnd we are whole again.\\n110", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\n6 Through Him the first fond prayers are said\\nOur lips of childhood frame,\\nThe last low whispers of our dead\\nAre burdened with His Name.\\n7 O Lord, and Master of us all!\\nWhat e er our name or sign,\\nWe own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,\\nWe test our lives by Thine.\\nJohn Greenleaf Whittier, 1866.\\nX^O L. M.\\n(Or to Humility.)\\n1 O Master, let me walk with Thee\\nIn lowly paths of service free;\\nTell me Thy secret, help me bear\\nThe strain of toil, the fret of care.\\n2 Help me the slow of heart to move\\nBy some clear, winning w r ord of love;\\nTeach me the wayward feet to stay,\\nAnd guide them in the homeward way.\\n3 Teach me Thy patience; still with Thee\\nIn closer, dearer company.\\nIn work that keeps faith sweet and strong,\\nIn trust that triumphs over wrong.\\n4 In hope that sends a shining ray\\nFar down the future s broadening way,\\nIn peace that only Thou canst give,\\nWith Thee, O Master, let me live!\\nRev. Washington Gladden, 1879.\\n1^1 C. M. D.\\n1 where is He that trod the sea,\\nO where is He that spake,\\nAnd demons from their victims flee,\\nThe dead their slumbers break\\n111", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nThe palsied rise in freedom strong,\\nThe dumb men talk and sing,\\nAnd from blind eyes, benighted long,\\nBright beams of morning spring?\\n2 where is He that trod the sea,\\nO where is He that spake,\\nAnd piercing words of liberty\\nThe deaf ears open shake;\\nAnd mildest words arrest the haste\\nOf fever s daily fire,\\nAnd strong ones heal the weak who waste\\nTheir life in sad desire?\\n3 O where is He that trod the sea,\\nO where is He that spake,\\nAnd dark waves rolling heavily\\nA glassy smoothness take\\nAnd lepers, whose own flesh has been\\nA solitary grave,\\nSee with amaze that they are clean,\\nAnd cry: Tis He can save?\\n4 where is He that trod the sea?\\nTis only He can save;\\nTo thousands hungering wearily\\nA wondrous meal He gave;\\nFull soon, celestially fed,\\nTheir rustic fare they take;\\nTwas springtide when He blest the bread,\\nAnd harvest when He brake.\\n5 O where is He that trod the sea?\\nMy soul, the Lord is here:\\nLet all thy fears be hushed in thee;\\nTo leap, to look, to hear\\nBe thine: thy needs He ll satisfy.\\nArt thou diseased or dumb,\\nOr dost thou in thy hunger cry?\\nI come, saith Christ, I come.\\nRev. Thomas T. Lynch, 1555.\\n112", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "THE TEACHING, CHARACTER AND EXAMPLE.\\n142 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 abide, abide in Jesus,\\nWho for us bore griefs untold\\nAnd Himself from pain to ease us,\\nSuffered pangs a thousandfold.\\nBide with Him, who still abideth\\nWhen all else shall pass away\\nAnd as Judge supreme presideth\\nIn that dread and awful day.\\n2 All is dying: hearts are breaking,\\nWhich to ours were once fast bound;\\nAnd the lips have ceased from speaking\\nWhich once uttered such sweet sound;\\nAnd the arms are powerless lying\\nWhich were our support and stay;\\nAnd the eyes are dim and dying,\\nWhich once watched us night and day.\\n3 Every thing we love and cherish\\nHastens onward to the grave,\\nEarthly joys and pleasures perish\\nAnd whate er the world e er gave:\\nAll is fading, all is fleeing,\\nEarthly flames must cease to glow;\\nEarthly beings cease from being,\\nEarthly blossoms cease to blow.\\n4 Yet unchanged, while all decayeth,\\nJesus stands above the dust;\\nLean on Me alone/ He sayeth,\\nHope and love and firmly trust\\nO abide, abide with Jesus,\\nWho Himself forever lives,\\nWho from death eternal frees us,\\nYea, who life eternal gives!\\nCarl Philip Spitta, 1801\u00e2\u0080\u00941859.\\n113", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n1-3L3 7, 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Come unto Me, ye weary,\\nAnd I will give you rest.\\nO blessed voice of Jesus,\\nWhich comes to hearts opprest;\\nIt tells of benediction,\\nOf pardon, grace and peace,\\nOf joy that hath no ending,\\nOf love which cannot cease.\\n2 Come unto Me, dear children,\\nAnd I will give you light.\\nO loving voice of Jesus,\\nWhich comes to cheer the night:\\nOur hearts were filled with sadness,\\nAnd we had lost our way,\\nBut morning brings us gladness,\\nAnd songs the break of day.\\n3 Come unto Me, ye fainting,\\nAnd I will give you life.\\nO peaceful voice of Jesus,\\nWhich comes to end our strife:\\nThe foe is stern and eager,\\nThe fight is fierce and long;\\nBut Thou hast made me mighty,\\nAnd stronger than the strong.\\n4 And whosoever cometh\\nI will not cast him out.\\npatient love of Jesus,\\nWhich drives away our doubt:\\nWhich calls us, very sinners,\\nUnworthy though we be\\nOf love so free and boundless,\\nTo come, dear Lord, to Thee.\\nWilliam C. Dix, 1867.\\n114", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n144 5. 6. 8. 5. 5. 8.\\n1 Fairest Lord Jesus,\\nKuler of all nature.\\nO Thou of God and man the Son,\\nThee will I cherish,\\nThee will I honor,\\nThou my soul s glory, joy, and crown.\\n2 Fair are the meadows.\\nFairer still the woodlands,\\nRobed in the blooming garb of spring;\\nJesus is fairer,\\nJesus is purer,\\nWho makes the woeful heart to sing.\\n3 Fair is the sunshine,\\nFairer still the moonlight.\\nAnd all the twinkling, starry host\\nJesus shines brighter,\\nJesus shines purer\\nThan all the angels heaven can boast.\\nAnon. (German) 1677.\\nThe Passion.\\n145 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 8.\\nO Lamb of God who, bleeding.\\nL^pon the cross did st languish,\\nXor scorn nor malice heeding,\\nSo patient in Thine anguish,\\nOn Thee our guilt was lying\\nThou saved st us by dying:\\nHave mercy on us, Lord Jesus.\\nNicolaus Decius, 1526.\\n146 L. M.\\n1 Ride on, ride on in majesty;\\nHark all the tribes hosanna cry\\nO Saviour meek, pursue Thy road\\nWith palms and scatter d garments strow d.\\n115", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 Ride on, ride on, in majesty,\\nIn lowly pomp ride on to die\\nO Christ, Thy triumphs now begin\\nO er captive death and conquered sin.\\n3 Eide on, ride on in majesty:\\nThe winged squadrons of the sky\\nLook down with sad and wondering eyes\\nTo see th approaching sacrifice.\\n4 Ride on, ride on in majesty:\\nThy last and fiercest strife is nigh;\\nThe Father, on His sapphire throne,\\nExpects His own anointed Son.\\n5 Ride on, ride on in majesty,\\nIn lowly pomp ride on to die;\\nBow Thy meek head to mortal pain,\\nThen take, O God, Thy power, and reign.\\nRev. Henry H. Milman, 1827.\\n1-iT L. M.\\n1 O Jesus, crucified for man,\\nO Lamb, all glorious on Thy throne,\\nTeach Thou our wond ring souls to scale\\nThe myst ry of Thy love unknown.\\n2 We pray Thee, grant us strength to take\\nOur daily cross whate er it be,\\nAnd gladly for Thine own dear sake\\nIn paths of pain to follow Thee.\\n3 As on our daily way we go,\\nThrough light or shade, in calm or strife,\\nO may we bear Thy marks below\\nIn conquered sin and chastened life.\\n4 And week by week this day we ask\\nThat holy memories of Thy cross\\nMay sanctify each common task,\\nAnd turn to gain each earthly loss.\\n116", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n5 Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear\\nTill at Thy feet we lay it down,\\nWin through Thy blood our pardon there,\\nAnd through the cross attain the crown.\\nBishop William W. How, 1871.\\n7. 7.7. 7. D.\\n1 Blessed Saviour, Thee I love,\\nAll my other joys above\\nAll my hopes in Thee abide,\\nThou my Hope and nought beside\\nEver let my glory be,\\nOnly, only, only Thee.\\n2 Once again beside the cross,\\nAll my gain I count but loss;\\nEarthly pleasures fade away\\nClouds they are that hide my day\\nII Hence, vain shadows! let me see\\nJesus, crucified for me. :|i\\n3 From beneath that thorny crown\\nTrickle drops of cleansing down;\\nPardon from Thy pierced hand\\nNow I take, while here I stand;\\nII Only then I live to Thee,\\nWhen Thy wounded side I see.\\n4 Blessed Saviour, Thine am I,\\nThine to live, and Thine to die\\nHeight or depth, or earthly power,\\nNe er shall hide my Saviour more:\\nII Ever shall my glory be,\\nOnly, only, only Thee!: II\\nRev. George Duffleld, 1851.\\n117", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n149 7. 7.7.7. D.\\n1 Jesus, Master, whose I am,\\nPurchased Thine alone to be,\\nBy Thy blood, O spotless Lamb,\\nShed so willingly for me;\\nII Let my heart be all Thine own,\\nLet me live to Thee alone.\\n2 Other lords have long held sway;\\nNow Thy Name alone to bear,\\nThy dear voice alone obey,\\nIs my daily, hourly prayer.\\nII Whom have I in heaven but Thee?\\nNothing else my joy can be.\\n3 Jesus, Master, I am Thine;\\nKeep me faithful, keep me near;\\nLet Thy presence in me shine\\nAll my homeward way to cheer.\\nII Jesus, at Thy feet I fall,\\nbe Thou my All in all. II\\nFrances R. Havergal, 1874.\\n150 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth,\\nThe guilt of all men bearing;\\nLaden with all the sin of earth,\\nNone else the burden sharing!\\nGoes patient on, grows weak and faint,\\nTo slaughter led without complaint,\\nThat spotless life to offer;\\nBears shame and stripes and wounds and death,\\nAnguish and mockery and saith,\\nWilling all this I suffer.\\n2 That Lamb is Lord of death and life,\\nGod over all forever;\\nThe Father s Son, whom to that strife\\nLove doth for us deliver!\\n118", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\nmighty Love! what hast Thou done!\\nThe Father offers up His Son\\nThe Son content descendeth!\\nO Love, O Love! how strong art Thou!\\nIn shroud and grave Thou lay st Him low\\nWhose word the mountain rendeth!\\nJesus, I never can forget\\nThe pangs Thou hast sustained:\\nI ll Thee, long as my pulse doth beat,\\nAdore with thanks unfeigned\\nYea, Thou shalt be my soul s delight;\\nIn danger s path, in sorrow s night,\\nMy guide and consolation:\\nIn life and death I will be Thine,\\nAnd on Thy faithfulness recline\\nWith humble resignation.\\nMy song in Thy great loveliness\\nBoth day and night shall centre;\\nAmidst all wants and feebleness\\nI ll on Thy service venture.\\nMy life s whole stream for Thee shall flow;\\nO may, by all I speak or do,\\nThy holy Name be praised,\\nAnd all that Thou hast done for me,\\nUpon my heart indelibly\\nForever I ll impress it.\\nTrue comfort Thou to me canst yield\\nIn my life s various stations\\nIn combat Thou dost prove my shield,\\nIn grief, my exultation\\nIn joy, the music of my feast;\\nAnd when all else has lost its zest\\nThis manna shall support me,\\nIn thirst, my drink in want, my food,\\nMy company in solitude,\\nAt home and on a journey.\\n119", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n7 What harm can I from death sustain,\\nSince Thou art my salvation;\\nFrom heat my shade, my ease in pain,\\nIn grief my consolation\\nWhen gloomy thoughts oppress my breast,\\nThou, Lord, alone canst give me rest;\\nTis by Thy power I conquer:\\nThou art, when storms of trial blow,\\nAnd toss my vessel to and fro,\\nMy sure and steadfast anchor.\\n7 And when at last Thou leadest me\\nInto Thy joy and heaven,\\nThy blood and righteousness shall be\\nMy glorious decoration:\\nThou on my head a crown wilt place,\\nThen shall I stand before the face\\nOf Thy dear heavenly Father\\nDressed in salvation 7 s robe, with Thee\\nTo live through all eternity\\nIn bliss no tongue can utter.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1606-1676.\\nTr. Moravian Coll.\\n151 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Go to dark Gethsemane,\\nYe that feel the tempter s pow r;\\nYour Kedeemer s conflict see;\\nWatch with Him one bitter hour:\\nTurn not from His griefs away;\\nLearn of Jesus Christ to pray.\\n2 Follow to the the judgment-hall;\\nView the Lord of life arraigned:\\nO the wormwood and the gall!\\nO the pangs His soul sustained!\\nShun not suffering, shame, or loss;\\nLearn of Him to bear the cross.\\n120", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n3 Calvary s mournful mountain climb;\\nThere, adoring at His feet,\\nMark that miracle of time,\\nGod s own Sacrifice complete:\\nIt is finished, hear Him cry:\\nLearn of Jesus Christ to die.\\n4 Early hasten to the tomb,\\nWhere they laid His breathless clay;\\nAll is solitude and gloom,\\nWho hath taken Him away?\\nChrist is risen; He meets our eyes;\\nSaviour, teach us so to rise.\\nJames Montgomery, 1820.\\n1S2 11. 11. 11. 5.\\n1 What laws, my blessed Saviour, hast Thou\\nbroken,\\nThat so severe a sentence should be spoken?\\nHow hast Thou gainst Thy Father s will con-\\ntended,\\nIn what offended?\\n2 With scourges, blows and spitting, they re-\\nviled Thee:\\nThey crowned Thy brow with thorns while King\\nthey styled Thee\\nWhen, faint with pains Thy tortured body suffered.\\nThen gall they offered.\\n3 Dear Saviour, why by woes wast Thou sur-\\nrounded?\\nAh, Lord, for my transgressions Thou wast\\nwounded,\\nGod took the guilt from me, who should have\\npaid it;\\nOn Thee He laid it\\n121", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 How strange and marvellous was this correction\\nFalls the good Shepherd in His sheep s protection\\nThe servants debt hehold the Master paying,\\nFor them obeying.\\n5 The Righteous dies, who walked with God\\ntrue-hearted\\nThe sinner lives, who has from God departed;\\nBy man came death, yet Man its fetters breaketh\\nGod it o ertaketh.\\n6 Eternal King! in power and love excelling,\\nFain would my heart and mouth Thy praise be\\ntelling\\nBut how can man s weak powers at all come\\nnigh Thee,\\nHow magnify Thee?\\n7 For Thee, my God, I ll bear all griefs and\\nlosses\\nNo persecution, no disgrace or crosses,\\nNo pains of death or tortures e er shall move me,\\nHowe er they prove me.\\n8 This, though at little value Thou dost set it,\\nYet Thou, O gracious Lord, wilt not forget it;\\nE en this Thou wilt accept with grace and favor,\\nMy blessed Saviour.\\n9 But since I have not strength to flee temptation\\nTo crucify each sinful inclination,\\nO let Thy Spirit, grace, and strength provide me,\\nAnd gently guide me.\\n10 And when, O Christ, before Thy throne so\\nglorious,\\nUpon my head is placed the crown victorious,\\nThy praise I will, while heaven s full choir is\\nringing,\\nBe ever singing.\\nJohann Heermann, 1630.\\nTr. Frances Eliz. Cox, 1841.\\n122", "height": "3851", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n1S3 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Christ, the Life of all the living,\\nChrist, the Death of death our foe,\\nAVho, Thyself for us once giving\\nTo the darken d depths of woe,\\nPatiently did st yield Thy breath,\\nMan to save from sin and death\\nThousand, thousand thanks shall be,\\nBlessed Jesus, unto Thee.\\n2 Thou, ah, Thou, hast taken on Thee\\nBitter strokes, a cruel rod;\\nPain and scorn were heaped upon Thee,\\nThou sinless Son of God!\\nOnly thus for me to win\\nRescue from the bonds of sin;\\nThousand, thousand thanks shall be,\\nBlessed Jesus, unto Thee.\\n3 Thou didst bear the smiting, only\\nThat it might not fall on me\\nStoodest falsely charged and lonely,\\nThat I might be safe and free\\nComfortless, that I might know\\nComfort from Thy boundless woe\\nThousand, thousand thanks shall be,\\nBlessed Jesus, unto Thee.\\n4 Then for all that wrought our pardon,\\nFor Thy sorrows deep and sore,\\nFor Thine anguish in the garden,\\n1 will thank Thee evermore\\nThank Thee with my latest breath\\nFor Thy sad and cruel death\\nFor that last and bitter cry,\\nPraise Thee evermore on high.\\nErnst Ch. Homburg, 1659.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1851.\\n123", "height": "3862", "width": "2367", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n\u00c2\u00b1S^ L. M.\\n1 Tis midnight; and on Olive s brow\\nThe star is dimm d that lately shone;\\nTis midnight; in the garden now,\\nThe suff ring Saviour prays alone.\\n2 Tis midnight and, from all removed,\\nEmmanuel wrestles lone, with fears;\\nE en the disciple that He loved\\nHeeds not His Master s grief and tears.\\n3 Tis miSnight and, for others guilt,\\nThe Man of sorrows weeps in blood;\\nYet He, who hath in anguish knelt,\\nIs not forsaken by His God.\\n4 Tis midnight from the heavenly plains\\nIs borne the song that angels know;\\nUnheard by mortals are the strains\\nThat sweetly soothe the Saviour s woe.\\nWilliam B. Tappan, 1822.\\n\u00c2\u00b1SS C. M.\\n1 O Thou, who through this holy week\\nDidst suffer for us all;\\nThe sick to heal, the lost to seek,\\nTo raise up them that fall.\\n2 We cannot understand the woe\\nThy love was pleased to bear:\\nO Lamb of God, we only know\\nThat all our hopes are there.\\n3 Thy feet the path of suffering trod,\\nThy hand the victory won;\\nWhat shall we render to our God\\nFor all that He hath done?\\n124", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n4 To God, the blessSd Three in One,\\nAll praise and glory be:\\nCrown, Lord, Thy servants who have won\\nThe victory through Thee.\\nRev. John M. Neale, 1842.\\nISO C. M.\\n1 To Calv ry, Lord, in spirit now\\nOur weary souls repair,\\nTo dwell upon Thy dying love,\\nAnd taste its sweetness there.\\n2 Sweet resfcing-place of every heart\\nThat feels the plague of sin,\\nYet knows that deep mysterious joy,\\nThe peace of God within.\\n3 Dear suffering Lamb, Thy bleeding wounds,\\nWith cords of love Divine,\\nHave drawn our willing hearts to Thee,\\nAnd linked our life with Thine.\\n4 Thy sympathies and hopes are ours;\\nDear Lord, we wait to see\\nCreation, all, below, above,\\nRedeemed and blest by Thee.\\n5 Our longing eyes would fain behold\\nThat bright and blessM brow,\\nOnce wrung with bitterest anguish, wear\\nIts crown of glory now.\\n6 Why linger, then? Come, Saviour, come,\\nResponsive to our call!\\nCome, claim Thine ancient power and reign\\nThe heir and Lord of all.\\nSir Samuel Denny, 1839.\\n125", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.;\\n157 (I C. M.\\n1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?\\nAnd did my Sov reign die?\\nWould He devote that sacred head\\nFor such a worm as I?\\n2 Was it for crimes that I had done\\nHe groaned upon the tree?\\nAmazing pity grace unknown\\nAnd love beyond degree!\\n3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,\\nAnd shut his glories in,\\nWhen He, the mighty Maker, died\\nFor man, the creature s sin.\\n4 Thus might I hide my blushing face\\nWhile His dear cross appears,\\nDissolve my heart in thankfulness,\\nAnd melt mine eyes to tears.\\n5 But drops of grief can ne er repay\\nThe debt of love I owe;\\nHere, Lord, I give myself away,\\nTis all that I can do.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n1S8 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8\\n1 O world, behold upon the tree,\\nThy Life is hanging now for thee,\\nThy Saviour yields His dying breath;\\nThe mighty Prince of Glory now,\\nFor Thee doth unresisting bow\\nTo cruel stripes, to scorn and death.\\n2 Draw near, o world! and mark Him well;\\nBehold the drops of blood that tell\\nHow sore His conflict with the foe;\\nAnd hark! how from that noble heart\\nSigh after sigh doth slowly start,\\nFrom depths of yet unfathomed woe.\\n126", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n3 Alas my Saviour, who could dare\\nBid Thee such bitter anguish bear,\\nWhat evil heart entreat Thee thus?\\nFor Thou art good, hast wronged none;\\nAs we and ours too oft have done:\\nThou hast not sinned, dear Lord, like us.\\n4 I and my sins, that number more\\nThan yonder sands upon the shore,\\nHave brought to pass this agony.\\nTis I have caused the floods of woe\\nThat now Thy dying soul overflow,\\nAnd those sad hearts that watch by Thee.\\n5 Tis I to whom these pains belong,\\nTis I should suffer for my wrong,\\nBound hand and foot in heavy chains;\\nThy scourge, Thy fetters, whatsoe er\\nThou bearest, tis my soul should bear,\\nFor she hath well deserved such pains.\\n6 Yet Thou dost even for my sake\\nOn Thee, in love, the burdens take,\\nThat weighed my spirit to the ground.\\nYea Thou art made a curse for me.\\nThat I might yet be blest through Thee:\\nMy healing in Thy wounds is found.\\n7 Thy cross shall be before my sight\\nMy hope, my joy by day and night,\\nWhate er I do, where er I rove\\nAnd, gazing, I will gather thence\\nThe form of spotless innocence,\\nThe seal of faultless truth and love.\\n8 And I will nail me to Thy cross\\nAnd learn to count all things but dross\\nWherein the flesh doth pleasure take:\\nWhate er is hateful in Thine eyes,\\nWith all the strength that in me lies,\\nWill I cast from me and forsake.\\n127", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n9 Thy heavy groans, Thy bitter sighs,\\nThe tears that from Thy dying eyes\\nWere shed when Thou wast sore oppressed,\\nShall be with me, when at the last\\nMyself on Thee I wholly cast,\\nAnd enter with Thee into rest.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1606-1676, Tr.\\nISO 6. 6. 6. 4. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Behold the Lamb of God\\nO Thou for sinners slain,\\nLet it not be in vain\\nThat Thou hast died:\\nThee for my Saviour let me take,\\nMy only refuge let me make\\nThy pierced side.\\n2 Behold the Lamb of God!\\nInto the sacred flood\\nOf Thy most precious blood\\nMy soul I cast;\\nWash me and make me clean within,\\nAnd keep me pure from every sin,\\nTill life be past.\\n3 Behold the Lamb of God!\\nAll hail, Incarnate Word,\\nThou everlasting Lord,\\nSaviour most blest;\\nFill us with love that never faints,\\nGrant us, with Thy blessM saints,\\nEternal rest.\\n4 Behold the Lamb of God!\\nWorthy is He alone\\nThat sitteth on the throne\\nO God above;\\nOne with the Ancient of all days,\\nOne with the Comforter in praise,\\nAll light and love.\\nMatthew Bridges, 1848.\\n128", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n160 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 sacrea Head, now wounded,\\nWith grief and shame weighed down;\\nNow scornfully surrounded\\nWith thorns, Thine only crown;\\nsacred Head, what glory,\\nWhat bliss till now was Thine!\\nYet, though despised and gory,\\nI joy to call Thee mine.\\n2 noblest brow and dearest,\\nIn other days the world\\nAll feared when Thou appearedst:\\nW T hat shame on Thee is hurled!\\nHow art Thou pale with anguish,\\nWith sore abuse and scorn;\\nHow does that visage languish\\nWhich once was bright as morn!\\n3 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered\\nWas all for sinners gain:\\nMine, mine was the transgression,\\nBut Thine the deadly pain.\\nLo, here I fall, my Saviour!\\nTis I deserve Thy place;\\nLook on me with Thy favor,\\nVouchsafe to me Thy grace.\\n4 Receive me, my Redeemer:\\nMy Shepherd, make me Thine;\\nOf every good the fountain,\\nThou art the spring of mine.\\nThy lips with love distilling,\\nAnd milk of truth sincere,\\nWith heaven s bliss are rilling\\nThe soul that trembles here.\\n5 The joy can ne er be spoken,\\nAbove all joys beside,\\nWhen in Thy body broken\\nI thus with safety hide:\\n129", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nMy Lord of Life, desiring\\nThy glory now to see,\\nBeside Thy cross expiring,\\nI d breathe my soul to Thee.\\n6 What language shall I borrow\\nTo thank Thee, dearest Friend,\\nFor this Thy dying sorrow,\\nThy pity without end?\\nO make me Thine forever;\\nAnd should I fainting be,\\nLord, let me never, never\\nOutlive my love to Thee.\\n7 And when I am departing,\\nO part not Thou from me?\\nWhen mortal pangs are darting,\\nCome, Lord, and set me free!\\nAnd when my heart must languish\\nAmidst the final throe,\\nEelease me from mine anguish,\\nBy Thine own pain and woe.\\n8 Be near when I am dying,\\nO show Thy cross to me;\\nAnd for my succor flying,\\nCome, Lord, to set me free:\\nThese eyes, new faith receiving,\\nFrom Jesus shall not move;\\nFor he who dies believing,\\nDies safely, through Thy love.\\nAscribed to Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091\u00e2\u0080\u00941153.\\nTr. Paul Gerhardt, 1656.\\nTr. Rev. James W. Alexander, 1830.\\n161 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Jesus, Eefuge of the weary,\\nObject of the spirit s love,\\nFountain in life s desert dreary,\\nSaviour from the world above;\\n130", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\nhow oft Thine eyes offended,\\nGaze upon the sinner s fall!\\nYet upon the cross extended\\nThou didst bear the pain of all.\\n2 Do we pass that cross unheeding,\\nBreathing no repentant vow,\\nThough we see Thee wounded bleeding,\\nSee Thy thorn-encircled brow?\\nYet Thy sinless death hath brought us\\nLife eternal, peace and rest;\\nOnly what Thy grace hath taught us\\nCairns the sinner s stormy breast.\\nS Jesus, may our hearts be burning,\\nWith more fervent love for Thee;\\nMay our eyes be ever turning\\nTo Thy cross of agony\\nTill in glory, parted never\\nFrom the* blessed Saviour s side,\\nGraven in our hearts forever,\\nDwell the cross, the Crucified.\\nJerome Savonarola, d. 1498, Tr.\\nJOS 11.10.11.10.\\n1 My Lord, my Master, at Thy feet adoring,\\n1 see Thee bowed beneath Thy load of woe:\\nFor me, a sinner, is Thy life-blood pouring;\\nFor Thee, my Saviour, scarce my tears will flow.\\n2 Thine own disciple to the Jews has sold Thee\\nWith friendship s kiss and loyal word he came;\\nHow oft of faithful love my lips have told Thee,\\nWhile Thou hast seen my falsehood and my shame.\\n3 With taunts and scoffs they mock what seems\\nThy weakness,\\nWith blows and outrage adding pain to pain\\nThou art unmoved and steadfast in Thy meekness\\nWhen I am wronged how quickly I complain.\\n131", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 My Lord, my Saviour, when I see Thee wearing\\nUpon Thy bleeding brow the crown of thorn,\\nShall I for pleasure live, or shrink from bearing\\nWhate er my lot may be of pain or scorn?\\n5 O Victim of Thy love O pangs most healing\\nO saving death! O wounds that I adore!\\nshame most glorious! Christ, before Thee\\nkneeling,\\n1 pray Thee keep me Thine for evermore.\\nRev. Jacques Bridaine, 1701\u00e2\u0080\u00941767.\\nTr. Rev. Thomas B. Pollock, 1887.\\n163 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Sing, my tongue, the Saviour s battle,\\nTell His triumph far and wide;\\nTell aloud the wondrous story\\nOf His body crucified;\\nHow upon the cross a victim,\\nVanquishing in death, He died.\\n2 Eating of the tree forbidden,\\nMan has sunk in Satan s snare,\\nWhen our pitying Creator\\nDid this second tree prepare,\\nDestined many ages later,\\nThat first evil to repair.\\n3 So, when now at length the fullness\\nOf the time foretold drew nigh,\\nGod the Son, the world s Creator,\\nLeft His Father s throne on high,\\nFrom the Virgin s womb appearing\\nClothed in our humanity.\\n4 Thus did Christ to perfect manhood\\nIn our mortal flesh attain;\\nThen of His free choice He goeth\\nTo a death of bitter pain;\\nHe, the Lamb upon the altar\\nOf the cross, for us was slain.\\n132", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n5 Lo, with gall His thirst He quenches\\nSee the thorns upon His brow;\\nNails His tender flesh are rending;\\nSee, His side is pierced now;\\nWhence, to cleanse the whole creation,\\nStreams of blood and water flow.\\n6 Christ, to Thee with God the Father,\\nAnd, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,\\nHymn and chant and high thanksgiving,\\nAnd unwearied praises be:\\nHonor, glory and dominion\\nAnd eternal victory.\\nVenantius Fortunatus 575\\nTr. Rev. Edw. Caswall, 1814-1878.\\n164 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n(Or to Rathbun.)\\n1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,\\nWhich before the cross I spend;\\nLife and health and peace possessing\\nThrough the sinner s dying Friend.\\n2 Here I ll sit, forever viewing\\nMercy s streams in streams of blood\\nPrecious drops, my soul bedewing,\\nPlead and claim my peace with God.\\n3 Truly blessed is this station,\\nLow before His cross to lie,\\nWhile I see Divine compassion\\nPleading in His languid eye.\\n4 Here I find my hope of heaven,\\nWhile upon the Lamb I gaze;\\nLoving much, and much forgiven,\\nLet my heart o erflow with praise.\\n5 Lord, in loving contemplation\\nFix my heart and eves on Thee,\\nTill I taste Thy full salvation.\\nAnd Thine unveiled glories see.\\n133", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n6 For Thy sorrows I adore Thee,\\nFor the griefs that wrought our peace;\\nGracious Saviour, I implore Thee,\\nIn my heart Thy love increase.\\n7 Love and grief my heart dividing,\\nWith my tears His feet I ll bathe;\\nConstant still in faith abiding,\\nLife deriving from His death.\\n8 May I still enjoy this feeling,\\nIn all need to Jesus go;\\nProve His blood each day more healing,\\nAnd Himself most deeply know.\\nRev. James Allen, 1757, alt.\\nRev. Walter Shirley, 1771.\\n165 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 In the cross of Christ I glory,\\nTowering o er the wrecks of time;\\nAll the light of sacred story\\nGathers round its head sublime.\\n2 When the woes of life o ertake me,\\nHopes deceive, and fears annoy,\\nNever shall the cross forsake me;\\nLo it glows with peace and joy.\\n3 When the sun of bliss is beaming\\nLight and love upon my way,\\nFrom the cross the radiance streaming\\nAdds more lustre to the day.\\n4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,\\nBy the cross are sanctified;\\nPeace is there that knows no measure,\\nJoys that through all time abide.\\n5 In the cross of Christ I glory,\\nTowering o er the wrecks of time;\\nAll the light of sacred story\\nGathers round its head sublime.\\nSir John Bowring 1825.\\n134", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n166 7. 6. 7.. 6. D.\\n1 Lamb of God, still keep me\\nNear to Thy wounded side\\nTis only there in safety\\nAnd peace I can abide.\\nWhat foes and snares surround me\\nWhat doubts and fears within!\\nThe grace that sought and found me,\\nAlone can keep me clean.\\n2 Tis only in Thee hiding,\\nI feel my life secure\\nOnly in Thee abiding,\\nThe conflict can endure;\\nThine arm the vict ry gaineth\\nO er ev ry hateful foe;\\nThy love my heart sustaineth\\nIn all its care and woe.\\n3 Soon shall my eyes behold Thee,\\nWith rapture, face to face;\\nOne half hath not been told me\\nOf all Thy pow r and grace:\\nThy beauty, Lord, and glory,\\nThe wonders of Thy love,\\nShall be the endless story\\nOf all Thy saints above.\\nRev. James G. Deck, 1842.\\n167 L. M.\\n1. Tis finished so the Saviour cried,\\nAnd meekly bowed His head, and died:\\nTis finished! yes, the race is run,\\nThe battle fought, *the vict ry won.\\n2 Tis finished! all the heaven foretold\\nBy prophets in the days of old;\\nAnd truths are opened to our view,\\nThat kings and prophets never knew.\\n135", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Tis finished Son of God, Thy power\\nHath triumphed in this awful hour;\\nAnd yet, our eyes with sorrow see\\nThat life to us was death to Thee.\\n4 Tis finished let the joyful sound\\nBe heard through all the nations round;\\nTis finished let the echo fly\\nThrough heaven and hell, through earth and sky.\\nRev. Samuel Stennett, 1787.\\n168 L. M.\\n1 When I survey the wondrous cross,\\nOn which the Prince of Glory died,\\nMy richest gain I count but loss,\\nAnd pour contempt on all my pride.\\n2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,\\nSave in the death of Christ, my God;\\nAll the vain things that charm me most,\\nI sacrifice them to His blood.\\n3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet,\\nSorrow and love flow mingled down:\\nDid e er such love and sorrow meet,\\nOr thorns compose so rich a crown?\\n4 Were the whole realm of nature mine,\\nThat were a present far too small;\\nLove so amazing, so Divine,\\nDemands my soul, my life, my all.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707.\\n169 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Lord, to Thee alone we turn,\\nTo Thy cross for safety fly;\\nThere, as penitents to learn\\nHow to live and how to die.\\n136", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\nSinful on our knees we fall;\\nHear us, as for help we plead;\\nHear us when on Thee we call;\\nAid us in our time of need.\\n2 In the midst of sin and strife,\\nIn the depths of mortal woe,\\nTeach us, Lord, to live a life\\nMeet for sojourners below.\\nThough the road be oft-times dark,\\nThough the feet in weakness stray,\\nLead us, Saviour, as the ark\\nLed Thy chosen on their way.\\n3 Weak and weary and alone\\nWhen the vale of death we tread,\\nThen be all Thy mercy shown,\\nThen be all Thy love displayed;\\nGuard us in that darksome hour,\\nLead us to the land of rest,\\nWhen, secure from Satan s power,\\nWe may lie upon Thy breast.\\nRev. Albert E. Evans, 1887.\\n\u00c2\u00b1TO 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 From the cross the blood is falling,\\nAnd to us a voice is calling,\\nLike a trumpet silver clear,\\nTis the voice announcing pardon,\\nIt is finished is its burden,\\nPardon to the far and near.\\n2 Peace that precious blood is sealing,\\nAll our wounds forever healing,\\nAnd removing every load\\nWords of peace that voice has spoken,\\nPeace that shall no more be broken,\\nPeace between the soul and God.\\n137", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Love its fullness there unfolding,\\nStand we here in joy beholding,\\nTo the exiled sons of men\\nLove, the gladness past all naming,\\nOf an open heaven proclaiming,\\nLove that bids us enter in.\\n4 God is Love; we read the writing,\\nTraced so deeply in the smiting\\nOf the glorious Surety there,\\nGod is Light;\u00e2\u0080\u0094 we see it beaming,\\nLike a heavenly day-spring gleaming\\nSo divinely sweet and fair.\\n5 Cross of shame, yet tree of glory,\\nRound thee winds the one great story\\nOf this ever-changing earth;\\nCentre of the true and holy,\\nGrave of human sin and folly,\\nWomb of nature s second birth.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1846.\\nHT\u00c2\u00b1 8. 7. 8. 7. 7\\n1 All is o er, the pain, the sorrow,\\nHuman taunts and fiendish spite;\\nDeath shall be despoiled to-morrow\\nOf the prey he grasps to-night:\\nYet awhile, His own to save,\\nChrist must linger in the grave.\\n2 Dark and still the cell that holds Him,\\nWhile in brief repose He lies\\nDeep the slumber that enfolds Him,\\nVeiled awhile from mortal eyes;\\nSlumber such as needs must be\\nAfter hard- won victory.\\n138", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "THE PASSION.\\n3 Fierce and deadly was the anguish\\nWhich on yonder cross He bore\\nHow did soul and body languish\\nTill the toil of death was o er:\\nBut that toil, so fierce and dread,\\nBruised and crushed the serpent s head.\\n4 All night long, with plaintive voicing,\\nChant His requiem soft and low\\nLoftier strains of loud rejoicing\\nFrom to-morrow s harps shall flow:\\nDeath and hell at length are slain!\\nChrist hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!\\nRev. John Moultrie 1836.\\n172 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Our sins, our sorrows, Lord, were laid on Thee\\nThy stripes have healed, Thy bonds have set us\\nfree\\nAnd now Thy toil is o er; Thy grief and pain\\nHave passed away the vail is rent in twain.\\n2 Xow hast Thou laid Thee down in perfect peace\\nWhere all the wicked from their troubling cease.\\nThy tranquil Sabbath in the grave to keep\\nThy Father giveth His Beloved sleep.\\n3 Yet in Thy glory, on the throne above,\\nThou wast abiding ever, Love of Love,\\nEternal, filling all created things\\nWith Thine own presence, Jesus, King of kings\\n4 E en now our place is with Thee on the throne,\\nFor Thou abidest ever with Thine own;\\nYet in the tomb with Thee, we watch for day\\nlet Thine angel roll the stone away\\n5 by Thy life within us, set us free!\\nReveal the* glory that is hid with Thee\\nGlory to God the Father, God the Son,\\nAnd God the Holy Spirit, ever One.\\nEdward William Eddis, 1864.\\n139", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nThe Resurrection.\\n1T3 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah.\\n1 Jesus Christ has ris n today,\\nOur triumphant holy day,\\nWho did once upon the cross\\nSuffer to redeem our loss.\\nHallelujah\\n2 Hymns of praise then let us sing\\nUnto Christ, our heavenly King,\\nWho endured the cross and grave,\\nSinners to redeem and save.\\nHallelujah\\n3 But the pains which He endured,\\nOur salvation have procured\\nNow above the sky He s King,\\nWhere the angels ever sing,\\nHallelujah\\n4 Now be God the Father praised,\\nWith the Son, from death upraised,\\nAnd the Spirit, ever blest,\\nOne true God, by all confessed.\\nHallelujah!\\nAnon., 1708.\\n1T^ 11. 11. 11. 11.\\n1 Welcome, happy morning age to age shall say,\\nHell to-day is vanquished, heav n is won to-day.\\nLo the Dead is living, God forevermore\\nHim, their true Creator, all His works adore.\\nWelcome, happy morning, etc.\\n2 Earth her joy confesses, clothing her for spring,\\nAll good gifts returned with her returning King\\nBloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough,\\nSpeak His sorrow ended, hail His triumph now.\\nWelcome, happy morning, etc.\\n140", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n3 Months in due succession, days of lengthening\\nlight,\\nHours and passing moments praise Thee in their\\nflight\\nBrightness of the morning, sky and fields and sea,\\nVanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to Thee.\\nWelcome, happy morning, etc.\\n4 Maker and Redeemer, life and health of all,\\nThou from heaven beholding human nature s fall,\\nOf the Father s Godhead true and only Son,\\nManhood to deliver, manhood didst put on.\\nWelcome, happy morning, etc.\\n5 Thou, of life the Author, death didst undergo*\\nTread the path of darkness, saving strength to\\nshow\\nCome then, True and Faithful, now fulfill Thy\\nword\\nTis Thine own third morning: rise, buried\\nLord\\nWelcome, happy morning, etc.\\n6 Loose the souls long prisoned, bound with Sa-\\ntan s chain,\\nAll that now is fallen raise to life again;\\nShow Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see,\\nBring again our daylight day returns with Thee.\\nWelcome, happy morniug, etc.\\nVenantius Fortunatus 575.\\nTr. Rev. John Ellerton, 1868.\\nITS 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah.\\n1 Christ the Lord is ris n again;\\nChrist hath broken ev ry chain:\\nHark, angelic voices cry,\\nSinging evermore on high T\\nHallelujah\\n141", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 He who gave for us His life,\\nWho for us endured the strife,\\nIs our Paschal Lamb to-day;\\nWe too sing for joy, and say,\\nHallelujah!\\n3 He who bore all pain and loss\\nComfortless upon the Cross,\\nLives in glory now on high,\\nPleads for us and hears our cry;\\nHallelujah!\\n4 He who slumbered in the grave,\\nIs exalted now to save;\\nNow through Christendom it rings\\nThat the Lamb is King of kings.\\nHallelujah\\n5 Now He bids us tell abroad\\nHow the lost may be restored,\\nHow the penitent forgiven,\\nHow we too may enter heaven.\\nHallelujah!\\n6 Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed,\\nChrist, today Thy people feed;\\nTake our sins and guilt away,\\nThat we all may sing for aye,\\nHallelujah!\\nRev. Michael Weisse, 1531.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858, alt.\\n\u00c2\u00b1T 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Angels, roll the rock away\\nDeath, yield up thy mighty prey:\\nSee, He rises from the tomb,\\nGlowing with immortal bloom.\\nHallelujah\\n142", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION-\\n2 Tis the Saviour: angels, raise\\nFame s eternal trump of praise;\\nLet the earth s remotest bound\\nHear the jov-inspirins: sound.\\nHallelujah!\\n3 Praise Him, all ye heavenly choirs.\\nPraise, and sweep your golden lyres:\\nShout, -0 earth, in rapturous song.\\nLet the strains be sweet and strong.\\nHallelujah\\n4 Every note with wonder swell,\\nSin o erthrown and captived hell.\\nAVhere is hell s once dreaded king\\nAVhere, death, thy mortal sting?\\nHallelujah!\\nRev. Thomas Scott, 1769.\\n1T7 L. M.\\n1 Ere yet the dawn has filled the skies,\\nBehold my Saviour, Christ arise.\\nHe chaseth from us sin and night,\\nAnd brings us jov, and life and light,\\nHallelujah!\\n2 O stronger Thou than death and hell\\nWhere is the foe Thou canst not quell,\\nWhat heavy stone Thou canst not roll,\\nFrom off the prison d anguished soul?\\nHallelujah!\\n3 If Jesus lives, can I be saved?\\nI know He loves me, and am glad\\nThough all the world were dead to me,\\nEnough, Christ, if I have Thee!\\nHallelujah!\\n143", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 He feeds me, comforts and defends,\\nAnd when I die His angel sends\\nTo bear me whither He is gone,\\nFor of His own He loseth none:\\nHallelujah\\n5 No more to fear or grief I bow,\\nGod and the angels love me now;\\nThe joys prepared for me to-day\\nDrive fear and mourning far away:\\nHallelujah!\\n6 Strong Champion! For this comfort see\\nThe whole world brings her thanks to Thee;\\nAnd once we, too, shall raise above\\nMore sweet and loud the song of love\\nHallelujah\\nJohann Hermann, 1630.\\nTr. Anon.\\n\u00c2\u00b1T 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus lives and so shall I;\\nDeath, thy sting is gone forever.\\nHe, who deigned for me to die,\\nLives, the bands of death to sever.\\nHe shall raise me with the just:\\nJesus is my Hope and Trust.\\n2 Jesus lives and reigns supreme,\\nAnd, His Kingdom still remaining,\\nI shall also be with Him,\\nEver living, ever reigning.\\nGod has promised; be it must;\\nJesus is my Hope and Trust.\\n3 Jesus lives, and God extends\\nGrace to each returning sinner.\\nEebels He receives as friends,\\nAnd exalts to highest honor.\\nGod is true as He is just:\\nJesus is my Hope and Trust.\\n144", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n4 Jesus lives, and by His grace,\\nVict ry o er my passions giving,\\nI will cleanse my heart and ways,\\nEver to His glory living.\\nTh weak He raises from the dust:\\nJesus is my Hope and Trust.\\n5 Jesus lives, and death is now\\nBut my entry into glory.\\nCourage then, my soul, for thou\\nHast a crown of life before thee\\nThou shalt find thy hopes were just:\\nJesus is my Hope and Trust.\\nChristian F. Gellert, 1715-1769.\\nTr. Anon.\\n1T9 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Morn s roseate hues have decked the sky;\\nThe Lord has risen with victory:\\nLet earth be glad, and raise the cry,\\nHallelujah!\\n2 The Prince of Life with death has striven,\\nTo cleanse the earth His blood has given;\\nHas rent the veil, and opened heaven;\\nHallelujah!\\n3 Our bodies mouldering to decay,\\nAre sure to rise to heavenly day;\\nFor He bv rising burst the wav\\nHallelujah!\\n4 And he, dear Lord, that with Thee dies,\\nAnd fleshly passions crucifies,\\nIn bodv like to Thine shall rise.\\nHallelujah!\\n5 praise the Father and the Son,\\nWho has for us the triumph won,\\nAnd Holv Ghost, the Three in One:\\nHallelujah\\nNicolas le Tourneaux, 1640-1686.\\nTr. William Cooke, 1872.\\n145", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nISO 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 The strife is o er, the battle done:\\nThe victory of life is won\\nThe song of triumph has begun,\\nHallelujah\\n2 The three sad days are quickly sped,\\nHe rises glorious from the dead;\\nAll glory to our risen Head!\\nHallelujah\\n3 He closed the yawning gates of hell,\\nThe bars from heaven s high portals fell;\\nLet hymns of praise His triumphs tell,\\nHallelujah\\n4 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,\\nFrom death s dread sting Thy servant free,\\nThat he may live and sing to Thee,\\nHallelujah\\nAnon. (Latin 12th cent.)\\nTr. Francis Pott, 1861.\\n181 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day!\\nSons of men and angels say:\\nEaise your joys and triumphs high;\\nSing, ye heav ns, and earth reply!\\n2 Love s redeeming work is done,\\nFought the fight, the battle won:\\nLo! our Sun s eclipse is o er;\\nLo! He sets in blood no more.\\n3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;\\nChrist hath burst the gates of hell:\\nDeath in vain forbids His rise,\\nChrist hath opened paradise.\\n146", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n4 Lives again our glorious King!\\nWhere, O death, is now thy sting?\\nOnce He died our souls to save;\\nWhere thy victory, O grave?\\n5 Soar we now where Christ has led,\\nFollowing our exalted Head:\\nMade like Him, like Him we rise,\\nOurs the cross, the grave, the skies.\\n6 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!\\nPraise to Thee by both be given\\nThee we greet triumphant now,\\nHail! the resurrection Thou.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1739.\\n182 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 How calm and beautiful the morn\\nThat gilds the sacred tomb,\\nWhere once the Crucified was borne,\\nAnd veiled in midnight gloom\\nO weep no more the Saviour slain\\nThe Lord is risen He lives again.\\n2 Ye mourning saints! dry every tear\\nFor your departed Lord;\\nBehold the place He is not there,\\nThe tomb is all unbarred:\\nThe gates of death were closed in vain\\nThe Lord is risen He lives again.\\n3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer\\nYour early footsteps bend,\\nThe Saviour will Himself be there,\\nYour Advocate and Friend\\nOnce by the law your hopes were slain,\\nBut now in Christ ye live again.\\n147", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 How tranquil now the rising day!\\nTis Jesus still appears,\\nA risen Lord to chase away\\nYour unbelieving fears:\\nO weep no more your comforts slain,\\nThe Lord is risen He lives again.\\n5 And when the shades of evening fall,\\nWhen life s last hour draws nigh,\\nIf Jesus shine upon the soul,\\nHow blissful then to die:\\nSince He has risen who once was slain,\\nYe die in Christ to live again.\\nThomas Hastings, 1832.\\n1^3 C. M.\\n1 I say to all men, far and near,\\nThat He i^ risen again\\nThat He is with us now and here,\\nAnd ever shall remain.\\n2 And what I say, let each this morn\\nGo tell it to his friend,\\nThat soon in every place shall dawn\\nHis Kingdom without end.\\n3 The fears of death and of the grave\\nAre whelmed beneath the sea;\\nAnd every heart, now light and brave,\\nMay face the things to be.\\n4 The way of darkness that He trod\\nTo heaven at last shall come,\\nAnd he who harkens to His word\\nShall reach His Father s home.\\n5 Now let the mourner grieve no more,\\nThough his beloved sleep:\\nA happier meeting shall restore\\nTheir light to eyes that weep.\\n148", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n6 He lives! His presence hath not ceased,\\nThough foes and fears be rife;\\nAnd thus we hail in Easters feast,\\nA world renewed to life!\\nFriedrich von Hardenberg, 1799.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858.\\n1^^ C. M.\\n1 Hosanna to the Prince of Light,\\nWho cloth d Himself in clay,\\nEntered the iron gates of death,\\nAnd tore the bars away.\\n2 Death is no more the king of dread,\\nSince our Emmanuel rose\\nHe took the tyrant s sting away,\\nAnd spoiled our hellish, foes.\\n3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft,\\nAnd to His Father flies,\\nWith scars of honor on His flesh,\\nAnd triumph in His eyes.\\n4 Raise your devotion, mortal tongues,\\nTo reach His blest abode;\\nSweet be the accents of your songs\\nTo our incarnate God.\\n5 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings,\\nYour sweetest voices raise;\\nLet heaven, and all created things,\\nSound our Emmanuel s praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709\\nl^S 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7\\n1 Come, ye saints, look here and wonder:\\nSee the place where Jesus lay;\\nHe has burst His bands asunder;\\nHe has borne our sins away\\nJoyful tidings, joyful tidings\\nYes, the Lord has ris n to-day.\\n149", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 Jesus triumphs sing ye praises\\nBy His death He overcame:\\nThus the Lord His glory raises,\\nThus He fills His foes with shame.\\nSing ye praises, sing ye praises\\nPraises to the Victor s Name.\\n3 Jesus triumphs! countless legions\\nCome from heaven to meet their King;\\nSoon, in yonder blessed regions,\\nThey shall join His praise to sing.\\nSongs eternal, songs eternal\\nShall through heaven s high arches ring.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1809, a.\\n186 L. M.\\n1 Lift up, lift up your voices now\\nThe whole wide world rejoices now:\\nThe Lord hath triumphed gloriously,\\nThe Lord shall reign victoriously.\\n2 In vain with stone the cave they barred;\\nIn vain the watch kept ward and guard:\\nMajestic from the spoiled tomb,\\nIn pomp of triumph Christ is come.\\n3 He binds in chains the ancient foe\\nA countless host He frees from woe,\\nAnd heaven s high portal open flies,\\nFor Christ has risen, and man shall rise.\\n4 And all He did, and all He bare,\\nHe gives us as our own to share;\\nAnd hope and joy and peace begin,\\nFor Christ has won, and man shall win.\\n5 O Victor, aid us in the fight,\\nAnd lead through death to realms of light\\nAnd safely pass where Thou hast trod;\\nIn Thee we die to rise in God.\\n150", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n6 Thy flock, from sin and death set free.\\nGlad Hallelujahs raise to Thee\\nAnd ever with the heavenly host\\nPraise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.\\nCento, based on Rev. John M. Neale, 1854.\\nT 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 The day of resurrection!\\nEarth, tell it out abroad;\\nThe Passover of gladness,\\nThe Passover of God.\\nFrom death to life eternal,\\nFrom this world to the sky,\\nOur Christ hath brought us over,\\nWith hymns of victory.\\n2 Our hearts be pure from evil,\\nThat we may see aright\\nThe Lord in rays eternal\\nOf resurrection-light\\nAnd, listening to His accents.\\nMay hear, so calm and plain,\\nHis own All hail! and hearing,\\nMay raise the victor-strain.\\n3 Now let the heavens be joyful,\\nLet earth her song begin\\nLet the round world keep triumph,\\nAnd all that is therein;\\nInvisible and visible,\\nTheir notes let all things blend,\\nFor Christ the Lord hath risen,\\nOur Joy that hath no end.\\nJohn of Damascus, (8th cent.)\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\n1^^ 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Sing with all the sons of glory,\\nSing the resurrection song!\\nDeath, and sorrow, earth s dark story,\\nTo the former davs belong:\\n151", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nAll around the clouds are breaking,\\nSoon the storms of time shall cease,\\nIn God s likeness, man awaking,\\nKnows the everlasting peace.\\n2 O what glory, far exceeding\\nAll that eye has yet perceived!\\nHoliest hearts for ages pleading,\\nNever that full joy conceived.\\nGod has promised, Christ prepares it,\\nThere on high our welcome waits;\\nEvery humble spirit shares it,\\nChrist has passed the eternal gates.\\n3 Life eternal heaven rejoices,\\nJesus lives who once was dead;\\nJoin, O man, the deathless voices,\\nChild of God, lift up thy head!\\nPatriarchs from the distant ages,\\nSaints all longing for their heaven,\\nProphets, psalmists, seers and sages,\\nAll aw^ait the glory given.\\n4 Life eternal! O what wonders\\nCrowd on faith; what joy unknown,\\nWhen, amidst earth s closing thunders,\\nSaints shall stand before the throne!\\n0, to enter that bright portal,\\nSee that glowing firmament,\\nKnow, with Thee, O God immortal,\\nJesus Christ, whom Thou hast sent!\\nRev. William J. Irons, 1873.\\n8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Hallelujah! hallelujah!\\nHearts to heaven and voices raise;\\nSing to God a hymn of gladness,\\nSing to God a hymn of praise;\\n152", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\nHe, who on the cross a Victim\\nFor the world s salvation bled,\\nJesus Christ, the King of Glory,\\nNow is risen from the dead.\\n2 Now the iron bars are broken,\\nChrist from death to life is born,\\nGlorious life, and life immortal,\\nOn this holy Easter morn:\\nChrist has triumphed, and we conquer\\nBy His mighty enterprise,\\nWe with Him to life eternal\\nBy His resurrection rise.\\n3 Christ is risen, Christ, the first-fruits\\nOf the holy harvest-field,\\nWhich will all its full abundance\\nAt His second coming yield,\\nWhen the golden ears of harvest\\nWill their heads before Him wave,\\nEipened by His glorious sunshine,\\nFrom the furrows of the grave.\\n4 Christ is risen we are risen\\nShed upon us heavenly grace,\\nEain and dew, and gleams of glorj^\\nFrom the brightness of Thy face,\\nThat we, with our hearts in heaven,\\nHere on earth may fruitful be,\\nAnd by angel-hands be gathered,\\nAnd be ever, Lord, with Thee.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862.\\n190 7. 6. 7.6. D.\\n(Or to St. Theodulph.)\\n1 Why should these eyes be tearful\\nFor years too quickly fled?\\nAnd why these feet be fearful\\nThe onward path to tread?\\n153", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nWhy should a chill come o er me\\nAt thoughts of death as near?\\nOr when I see before me\\nThe silent gates appear?\\n2 Behold my Saviour dying!\\nI hear His parting breath\\nEntombed I see Him lying,\\nA captive held of death;\\nYet peacefully He sleepeth,\\nNo foe disturbs Him now,\\nAnd love Divine still keepeth\\nIts impress on His brow.\\n3 But lo! the seal is broken!\\nRoll back the mighty stone,\\nIn vain was set the token\\nThat friend and foe should own.\\nThe weeping Mary bending\\nSees not her Saviour there;\\nBut sons of light attending\\nA joyful message bear.\\n4 The Lord is risen: He liveth,\\nThe First-born from the dead;\\nTo Him the Father giveth\\nTo be creation s Head.\\nThe grave, no more appalling,\\nInvites me to repose;\\nAsleep in Jesus falling,\\nTo rise as Jesus rose.\\n5 O, when to life awaking,\\nThe night forever gone,\\nMy soul, this dust forsaking,\\nPuts incorruption on,\\nLord, in Thy lustre shining,\\nIn Thine own beauty dressed\\nMy sun no more declining,\\nThy service be my rest!\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1867.\\n154", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n191 C. Bf. D.\\n1 Awake, glad soul, awake, awake\\nThy Lord hath risen long;\\nGo to His grave, and with thee take\\nBoth tuneful heart and song;\\nWhere life is waking all around,\\nWhere love s sweet voices sing,\\nThe first bright Blossom may be found\\nOf an eternal spring.\\n2 OLove! which lightens all distress,\\nLove, death cannot destroy:\\nO grave whose verv emptiness\\nTo Faith is full of joy\\nLet but that Love our hearts supply\\nFrom heaven s exhaustless spring,\\nThen, grave, where is thy victory?\\nAnd, death, where is thy sting?\\n3 The shade and gloom of life are fled\\nThis resurrection-day\\nHenceforth in Christ are no more dead,\\nThe grave hath no more prey\\nIn Christ we live, in Christ we sleep,\\nIn Christ we wake and rise;\\nAnd the sad tears death makes us weep,\\nHe wipes from all our eyes.\\n4 And every bird and every tree\\nAnd every opening flower\\nProclaim His glorious victory,\\nHis resurrection-power\\nThe folds are glad, the fields rejoice,\\nWith vernal verdure spread:\\nThe little hills lift up their voice,\\nAnd shout that death is dead.\\n155", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n5 Then wake, glad heart! awake! awake!\\nAnd seek thy risen Lord,\\nJoy in His resurrection take,\\nAnd comfort in His word;\\nAnd let thy life, through all its ways,\\nOne long thanksgiving be,\\nIts theme of joy, its song of praise,\\nChrist died, and rose for me.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863.\\n192 C. M.\\n1 Welcome, Thou Victor in the strife,\\nWelcome from out the grave,\\nTo-day we triumph in Thy life,\\nAround Thy empty grave.\\n2 Our enemy is put to shame,\\nHis short-Hved triumph o er;\\nOur God is with us, we exclaim,\\nWe fear our foe no more.\\n3 The dwellings of the just resound\\nWith songs of victory\\nFor in their midst Thou, Lord, art found,\\nAnd brightest peace with Thee.\\n4 O let Thy conquering banner wave\\nO er hearts Thou makest free:\\nAnd point the path that from the grave\\nLeads heavenward up to Thee.\\n5 We bury all our sin and crime\\nDeep in our Saviour s tomb,\\nAnd seek the treasure there, that time\\nNor change can e er consume.\\n6 Fearless we lay us in the tomb,\\nAnd sleep the night away,\\nIf Thou art there to break the gloom,\\nAnd call us back to day.\\n156", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION.\\n7 Death hurts us not his power is gone,\\nAnd pointless all his darts\\nGod s favor now on us hath shown,\\nJoy nlleth all our hearts.\\nBenjamin Schmolck, 1712.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, c. 1855.\\n193 C. M.\\n1 I know that my Eedeemer lives,\\nAnd ever prays for me:\\nA token of His love He gives,\\nA pledge of liberty.\\n2 I find Him lifting up my head;\\nHe brings salvation near:\\nHis presence makes me free indeed,\\nAnd He will soon appear.\\n3 He wills that I should holy be;\\nWhat can withstand His will?\\nThe counsel of His grace in me\\nHe surely shall fulfill.\\n4 Jesus, I cling unto Thy word\\nI steadfastly believe\\nThou wilt return, and claim me, Lord,\\nAnd to Thyself receive.\\n5 When God is mine, and I am His,\\nOf paradise possessed,\\nI taste unutterable bliss,\\nAnd everlasting rest.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1742.\\n157", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nThe Ascension.\\n194 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise,\\nInto Thy native skies,\\nAssume Thy right:\\nAnd where, in many a fold,\\nThe clouds are backward roll d\\nPass through those gates of gold,\\nAnd reign in light!\\n2 Victor o er death and hell!\\nCherubic legions swell\\nThe radiant train:\\nPraises all heaven inspire;\\nEach angel sweeps his lyre,\\nAnd clasps his w r ings of fire\\nThou, Lamb, once slain!\\n3 Enter, incarnate God\\nNo feet but Thine have trod\\nThe serpent down:\\nBlow the full trumpets, blow!\\nWider yon portals throw!\\nSaviour, triumphant, go\\nAnd take Thy crown!\\n4 Lion of Judah Hail!\\nAnd let Thy Name prevail\\nFrom age to age:\\nLord of the rolling years\\nClaim for Thine own the spheres,-\\nFor Thou hast bought with tears\\nThy heritage:\\n158", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "THE ASCENSION.\\n5 And then was heard afar\\nStar answering to star\\nLo! these have come,\\nFollowers of Hirn who gave\\nHis life their lives to save;\\nAnd now their palms they wave,\\nBrought safely home.\\nMatthew Bridges, 1840.\\n195 7. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah.\\n1 Hail the day that sees Him rise\\nTo His throne above the skies.\\nChrist, awhile to mortals given,\\nReascends His native heaven.\\nHallelujah!\\n2 There the glorious triumph waits:\\nLift your heads, eternal gates;\\nWide unfold the radiant scene;\\nTake the King of Glory in.\\nHallelujah!\\n3 Him though highest heaven receives.\\nStill He loves the earth He leaves\\nThough returning to His throne,\\nStill He calls mankind His own.\\nHallelujah\\n4 See, He lifts His hands above;\\nSee, He shows the prints of love;\\nHark, His gracious lips bestow\\nBlessings on His church below.\\nHallelujah!\\n5 Still for us His death He pleads;\\nPrevalent He intercedes\\nNear Himself prepares our place,\\nHarbinger of human race.\\nHallelujah!\\n159", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n6 Lord, though parted from our sight\\nHigh above yon azure height,\\nGrant our hearts may thither rise,\\nFollowing Thee beyond the skies.\\nHallelujah\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1739, alt.\\n196 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Conquering Prince, and Lord of Glory\\nMajesty enthroned in light\\nAll the heav ns are bowed before Thee,\\nFar beyond them spreads Thy might.\\nShall I fall not at Thy feet\\nAnd my heart with rapture beat\\nNow Thy glory is displayed\\nThine ere yet the worlds were made.\\n2 As I watch Thee far ascending\\nTo the right hand of the throne,\\nSee the host before Thee bending,\\nPraising Thee in sweetest tone,\\nShall not I too at Thy feet\\nHere the angels strain repeat,\\nAnd rejoice that heaven doth ring,\\nWith the triumph of my King?\\n3 Power and Spirit are o erflowing;\\nOn me also be they poured:\\nEvery hindrance overthrowing,\\nMake Thy foes Thy footstool, Lord.\\nYea, let earth s remotest end\\nTo Thy righteous sceptre bend;\\nMake Thy way before Thee plain,\\nO er all hearts and spirits reign.\\n4 Lo, Thy presence now is filling\\nAll Thy Church in every place.\\nFill my heart too, make me walling\\nIn this season of Thy grace.\\n160", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "THE ASCENSION.\\nCome, Thou King of Glory, come,\\nDeign to make my heart thy home,\\nThere abide and rule alone,\\nAs upon Thy heavenly throne.\\n5 Thou art leaving me, yet bringing\\nGod and heaven most inly near:\\nFrom this earthly life upspringing,\\nAs though still I saw Thee here.\\nLet my heart, transplanted hence,\\nStrange to earth, and time, and sense,\\nDwell with Thee in heaven e en now,\\nWhere our only joy art Thou!\\nGerhard Tersteegen, 1737.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1861.\\n197 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 7. 7. 6\\n1 Lo, God to heav n ascendeth!\\nThroughout its regions vast,\\nWith shouts triumphant blendeth\\nThe trumpets thrilling blast.\\nSing praise to Christ the Lord,\\nSing praise with exultation,\\nKing of each heathen nation!\\nThe God of hosts adored!\\n2 With joy in heaven resounding\\nChrist s glad return to see;\\nBehold the saints surrounding\\nThe Lord who set them free:\\nBright myriads thronging come;\\nThe cherub band rejoices\\nAnd loud seraphic voices\\nWelcome Messiah home.\\n3 Xo more the way is hidden\\nSince Christ our Head arose;\\nNo more to man forbidden\\nThe road to heaven that goes\\n161", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nOur Lord is gone before,\\nBut here He will not leave us;\\nIn heaven He ll soon receive us:\\nHe opens wide the door.\\n4 Christ is our place preparing,\\nTo heaven we, too, shall rise,\\nAnd, joys angelic sharing,\\nBe where our treasure lies:\\nThere may each heart be found!\\nWhere Jesus Christ has entered,\\nThere let our hopes be centered,\\nOur course still heavenward bound!\\n5 May we, His servants thither\\nIn heart and mind ascend;\\nAnd let us sing together,\\nWe seek Thee, Christ our Friend,\\nThee, God s anointed Son!\\nOur Life, and Way to heaven,\\nTo whom all power is given,\\nOur Joy and Hope and Crown!\\n6 When, on our vision dawning,\\nWill break the wished-for hour\\nOf that all -glorious morning,\\nWhen Christ shall come with power?\\nO come, thou welcome Day!\\nWhen we, our Saviour meeting,\\nHis second advent greeting,\\nShall hail the heaven-sent ray.\\nG. Wilhelm Sacer, 1635.\\nTr. Anon, 1699.\\n198 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph;\\nSee the King in royal state,\\nRiding on the clouds, His chariot,\\nTo His heav nly palace gate:\\n162", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "THE ASCENSION.\\nHark the choirs of angel voices\\nJoyful hallelujahs sing,\\nAnd the portals high are lifted\\nTo receive their heav nly King.\\n2 Who is this that conies in glory,\\nWith the trump of jubilee?\\nLord of battles, God of armies,\\nHe has gained the victory\\nHe who on the cross did suffer,\\nHe who from the grave arose,\\nHe has vanquished sin and Satan,\\nHe by death has spoiled His foes.\\n3 While He raised His hands in blessing,\\nHe was parted from His friends\\nWhile their eager eyes behold Him,\\nHe upon the clouds ascends\\nHe who walked with God, and pleased Him,\\nPreaching truth and doom to come,\\nChrist, our Enoch, is translated\\nTo His everlasting home.\\n4 Now our heavenly Aaron enters,\\nWith His blood, w T ithin the veil\\nJoshua now is come to Canaan,\\nAnd the kings before Him quail;\\nNow He plants the tribes of Israel\\nIn their promised resting-place;\\nNow our great Elijah offers\\nDouble portion of His grace.\\n5 Thou hast raised our human nature\\nIn the clouds to God s .right hand;\\nThere we sit in heavenly places,\\nThere with Thee in glory stand:\\nJesus reigns, adored by angels,\\nMan with God is on the throne\\nMighty Lord, in Thine ascension\\nWe by faith behold our own.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862.\\n163", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious:\\nSee the Man of Sorrows, now;\\nFrom the fight returned victorious,\\nEv ry knee to Him shall bow:\\nCrown Him! Crown Him!\\nCrowns become the Victor s brow.\\n2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him;\\nRich the trophies Jesus brings\\nIn the seat of power enthrone Him,\\nWhile the vault of heaven rings:\\nCrown Him Crown Him\\nCrown the Saviour King of kings.\\n3 Sinners in derision crowned Him,\\nMocking thus the Saviour s claim;\\nSaints and angels crowd around Him,\\nOwn His title, praise His Name:\\nCrown Him Crown Him\\nSpread abroad the Victor s fame.\\n4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation!\\nHark, those loud triumphant chords!\\nJesus takes the highest station;\\nO what joy the sight affords:\\nCrown Him! Crown Him!\\nKing of kings, and Lord of lords.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1809.\\n200 S. M. D.\\n1 Crown Him with many crowns,\\nThe Lamb upon His throne\\nHark, how the heavenly anthem drowns\\nAll music but its own:\\nAwake, my soul, and sing\\nOf Him who died for thee,\\nAnd hail Him as thy matchless King\\nThrough all eternity.\\n164", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "THE ASCENSION.\\n2 Crown Him the Lord of love,\\nBehold His hands and side,\\nEich wounds, yet visible above,\\nIn beauty glorified:\\nNo angel in the sky\\nCan fully bear that sight,\\nBut downward bends his burning eye\\nAt mysteries so bright.\\n3 Crown Him the Lord of peace\\nWhose power a sceptre sways\\nFrom pole to pole, that wars may cease,\\nAbsorbed in prayer and praise:\\nHis reign shall know no end;\\nAnd round His pierced feet\\nFair flowers of Paradise extend\\nTheir fragrance ever sweet.\\n4 Crown Him the Lord of years,\\nThe Potentate of time\\nCreator of the rolling spheres\\nIneffably sublime:\\nAnd hail, Redeemer, hail\\nFor Thou hast died for me;\\nThy praise shall never, never fail\\nThroughout eternity.\\nMatthew Bridges, 1851.\\nSOI 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. With Hallelujah.\\n3 Hark, ten thousand harps and voices\\nSound the note of praise above\\nJesus reigns and heav n rejoices\\nJesus reigns, the God of love:\\nSee, He sits on yonder throne;\\nJesus rules the world alone.\\nHallelujah Amen.\\n2 Jesus, hail, whose glory brightens\\nAll above, and makes it fair:\\nLord of life, Thy smile enlightens,\\n165", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nCheers, and charms Thy people here.\\nWhen we think of love like Thine,\\nLord, we own it love Divine.\\nHallelujah Amen.\\n3 King of Glory, reign forever;\\nThine an everlasting crown:\\nNothing from Thy love shall sever\\nThose whom Thou hast made Thine own\\nHappy objects of Thy grace,\\nDestined to behold Thy face.\\nHallelujah! Amen.\\n4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing;\\nBring, O bring the glorious day,\\nWhen, the awful summons hearing,\\nHeaven and earth shall pass away.\\nThen, with golden harps, we ll sing,\\nGlory, glory to our King.\\nHallelujah Amen.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1804, a.\\nSOS C. M.\\n1 The golden gates are lifted up,\\nThe doors are opened wide,\\nThe King of Glory is gone in\\nUnto His Father s side.\\n2 Thou art gone up before us, Lord,\\nTo make for us a place,\\nThat we may be where now Thou art,\\nAnd look upon Thy Jace.\\n3 And ever on our earthly path\\nA gleam of glory lies,\\nA light still breaks behind the cloud\\nThat veiled Thee from our eyes.\\n4 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds:\\nLet Thy dear grace be given,\\nThat while we wander here below,\\nOur treasure be in heaven;\\n166", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n5 That where Thou art, at God s right hand,\\nOur hope, our love may be\\nDwell Thou in us, that we may dwell\\nForevermore in Thee.\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1858=\\nThe Kingdom and Glory.\\n203 8.7.8.7.\\n1 Christ above all glory seated,\\nKing triumphant, strong to save,\\nDying. Thou hast death defeated,\\nBuried, Thou hast spoiled the grave.\\n2 Thou art gone where now is given\\nWhat no mortal might could gain,\\nOn the eternal throne of heaven\\nIn Thy Father s power to reign.\\n3 There Thy kingdoms all adore Thee,\\nHeaven above and earth below\\nWhile the depths of hell before Thee\\nTrembling and amazed bow.\\n4 We, o Lord, with hearts adoring,\\nFollow Thee beyond the sky\\nHear our prayers Thy grace imploring,\\nLift our souls to Thee on high.\\n5 So when Thou again in glory\\nOn the clouds of heaven snalt shine,\\nWe Thy flock may stand before Thee,\\nOwned forevermore as Thine.\\n6 Hail! all hail! in Thee confiding,\\nJesus, Thee shall all adore,\\nIn Thy Father s might abiding\\nWith one Spirit evermore.\\nAnon. (Latin. 6th or 7th cent.)\\nTr. Bishop James R. Woodford, i852.\\n167", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n204 C. M.\\n1 The head that once was crown d with thorns\\nIs crown d with glory now;\\nA royal diadem adorns\\nThe mighty Victor s brow.\\n2 The highest place that heaven affords\\nIs His, is His by right,\\nThe King of kings, and Lord of lords,\\nAnd heavens eternal Light;\\n3 The joy of all who dwell above,\\nThe joy of all below\\nTo whom He manifests His love,\\nAnd grants His Name to know.\\n4 To them the cross, with all its shame,\\nWith all its grace, is given;\\nTheir name an everlasting name,\\nTheir joy the joy of heaven.\\n5 They suffer with their Lord below,\\nThey reign with Him above;\\nTheir profit and their joy to know\\nThe mystery of His love.\\n6 The cross He bore is life and health,\\nThough shame and death to Him\\nHis people s hope, His people s wealth,\\nTheir everlasting theme.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1820.\\nSOS L. M.\\n1 Before the throne of God above,\\nI have a strong, a perfect plea:\\nA great High Priest, whose Name is love,\\nWho ever lives and pleads for me.\\n2 My name is graven on His hands;\\nMy name is written on His heart;\\nO, know that while in heaven He stands\\nNo tongue can bid me thence depart.\\n168", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n3 AVhen Satan tempts me to despair,\\nAnd tells me of the guilt within,\\nUpward I look, and see Him there,\\nWho made an end of all my sin.\\n4 Because the sinless Saviour died,\\nMy sinful soul is counted free;\\nFor God, the Just, is satisfied\\nTo look on Him, and pardon me.\\no Behold Him there, the bleeding Lamb\\nMy perfect, spotless righteousness,\\nThe great unchangeable I Am,\\nThe King of glory and of grace.\\n6 One with Himself, I cannot die\\nMy life is purchased by His blood;\\nMy life is hid with Christ on high,\\n\\\\Vith Christ, my Saviour and my God.\\nCharitie Lees Smith, 1863.\\n206 6.6.6.6.8.8.\\n1 Rejoice, the Lord is King!\\nYour Lord and King adore\\nMortals, give thanks and sing,\\nAnd triumph evermore\\nLift up your heart lift up your voice\\nRejoice! again I say, rejoice!\\n2 Jesus the Saviour reigns,\\nThe God of truth and love:\\nWhen He had purged our stains,\\nHe took His seat above.\\nLift up your heart; lift up your voice;\\nRejoice again I say, rejoice\\n3 He sits at God s right hand,\\nTill all His foes submit,\\nAnd bow to His command,\\nAnd fall beneath His feet,\\nLift up your heart; lift up your voice;\\nRejoice! again I say, rejoice!\\n169", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n4 Rejoice in glorious hope,\\nJesus the Judge shall come,\\nAnd take His servants up\\nTo their eternal home.\\nWe soon shall hear th archangel s voice;\\nThe trump of God shall sound; Rejoice!\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1744.\\n207 C. M.\\n1 All hail the pow r of Jesus Name!\\nLet angels prostrate fall;\\nII Bring forth the royal diadem,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.\\n2 Crown Htm, ye morning stars of light,\\nWho fixed this floating ball;\\nNow hail the strength of Israel s might.\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.:||\\n3 Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God\\nWho from His altar call;\\nExtol the Stem of Jesse s rod,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.\\n4 Ye seed of Israel s chosen race,\\nYe ransomed of the fall,\\nII Hail Him who saves you by His grace,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.\\n5 Sinners, whose love can ne er forget\\nThe wormwood and the gall,\\nII Go, spread your trophies at His feet,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.\\n6 Let every kindred, every tribe,\\nOn this terrestrial ball,\\nII To Him all majesty ascribe,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.\\n170", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n7 that with yonder sacred throng\\nWe at His feet may fall\\nI!: We ll join the everlasting song,\\nAnd crown Him Lord of all.:||\\nRev. Edward Perronet, 1779-80, alt.\\nVerse 7, added, Rev. John Rippon, 1787.\\n208 C. M.\\n(Or to Ortonville.)\\n1 Majestic sweetness, sits enthroned\\nUpon the Saviour s brow,\\nHis head with radiant glories crowned,\\nHis lips with grace o erflow.\\n2 No mortal can with Him compare\\nAmong the sons of men\\nFairer He is than all the fair\\nThat fill the heavenly train.\\n3 He saw me plunged in deep distress,\\nHe flew to my relief;\\nFor me He bore the shameful cross,\\nAnd carried all my grief.\\n4 To Him I owe my life and breath,\\nAnd all the joys I have\\nHe makes me triumph over death,\\nAnd saves me from the grave.\\n5 To heaven, the place of His abode.\\nHe brings my weary feet;\\nShows me the glories of my God,\\nAnd makes my joys complete.\\n6 Since from His bounty I receive\\nSuch proofs of love Divine,\\nHad I a thousand hearts to give,\\nLord, they should all be Thine!\\nRev. Samuel Stennett, 1772.\\n171", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n209 10. 10. 11. 11.\\n1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim,\\nAnd publish abroad His wonderful Name;\\nThe Name, all victorious, of Jesus extol;\\nHis kingdom is glorious and rules over all.\\n2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save;\\nAnd still He is nigh His presence we have:\\nThe great congregation His triumph shall sing,\\nAscribing salvation to Jesus, our King.\\n3 Salvation to God, wo sits on the throne!\\nLet all cry aloud, and honor the Son:\\nThe praises of Jesus the angels proclaim,\\nPall down on their faces and worship the Lamb.\\n4 Then let us adore, and give Him His right,\\nAll glory and power, and wisdom and might\\nAll honor and blessing, with angels above,\\nAnd thanks never ceasing, and infinite love.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1744, alt.\\n210 14. 14. 4. 7. 8.\\n1 Lamb, the once crucified Lion, by triumph\\nsurrounded\\nYictim all bloody, and Hero, who hell hast con-\\nfounded\\nPainriven Heart,\\nThat from earth s deadliest smart,\\nO er all the heavens hast bounded.\\n2 Thou in the depths wert to mortals the highest\\nrevealing,\\nGod in humanity veiled, Thy full glory con-\\nceiling\\nWorthy art Thou!\\nShouteth eternity now,\\nPraise to Thee endlessly pealing.\\n172", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n3 Heavenly Love, in the language of earth past\\nexpression\\nLord of all worlds, unto whom every tongue\\nowes confession!\\nDidst Thou not go,\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nAnd, under sentence of woe,\\nRescue the doomed by transgression?\\n4 O er the abyss of the grave, and its horrors\\ninfernal,\\nVictory s palm Thou art waving in triumph\\nsupernal\\nWho to Thee cling,\\nCircled by hope, shall now bring\\nOut of its gulf life eternal.\\n5 Son of Man, Saviour, in whom, with deep ten-\\nderness blending,\\nInfinite Pity to wretches her balm is extending,\\nOn Thy dear breast,\\nWeary and numb, they may rest,\\nQuickened to joy never ending.\\n6 Sweetly persuasive, to me, too, Thy call has\\nresounded\\nMelting my heart so obdurate, Thy love has\\nabounded\\nBack to the fold,\\nLed by Thy hand, I behold\\nGrace all my path has surrounded.\\n7 Bless thou the Lord, O my soul! who, thy\\npardon assuring,\\nHeals thy diseases, and grants thee new life all\\nenduring,\\nJoy amid woe,\\nPeace amid strife here below,\\nL nto thee ever securing.\\n173", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n8 Upward, on pinions celestial, to regions of\\npleasure,\\nInto the land whose bright glories no mortal\\ncan measure,\\nStrong hope and love\\nBear Thee, the fullness to prove\\nOf Thy salvation s rich treasure.\\n9 There, as He is, w r e shall view Him, with\\nrapture abiding,\\nCheered even here by His glance, when the\\ndarkness dividing\\nLets down a ray,\\nOver the perilous way\\nThousands of wanderers guiding.\\n10 Join, O my voice! the vast chorus, with\\ntrembling emotion:\\nChorus of saints, who, though sundered by land\\nand by ocean,\\nWith sweet accord\\nPraise the same glorious Lord,\\nOne in their ceaseless devotion.\\n11 Break forth, O nature! in song, when the\\nspring tide is nighest;\\nWorld that hast seen His salvation, no longer\\nthou sighest!\\nShout, starry train,\\nFrom your empyreal plain,\\nGlory to God in the highest!\\nMeta Heusser- Schweitzer, 1797\u00e2\u0080\u00941876.\\nTr. in Christ in Song.\\nSll L. M.\\n1 Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace,\\nWho holds the keys of death and hell\\nThe spacious world unseen is His,\\nAnd sovereign power becomes Him well.\\n174", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n2 In shame and torment once He died\\nBat now He lives forevermore:\\nBow down, ye saints around His seat,\\nAnd, all ye angel-bands, adore.\\n3 So live forever, glorious Lord,\\nTo crush Thy foes and guard Thy friends\\nWhile all Thy chosen tribes rejoice\\nThat Thy dominion never ends.\\n4 Worthy Thy hands to hold the keys,\\nGuided by wisdom and by love;\\nWorthy to rule o er mortal life,\\nO er worlds below and worlds above.\\n5 Forever reign, victorious King!\\nWide through the earth Thy Name be known\\nAnd call my longing soul to sing\\nSublimer anthems near Thy throne.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\nSXS 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Hail, Thou once despised Jesus,\\nHail, Thou Galilean King!\\nThou didst suffer to release us\\nThou didst free salvation bring.\\nHail, Thou agonizing Saviour,\\nBearer of our sin and shame!\\nBy Thy merits we find favor,\\nLife is given in Thy Name.\\n2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed,\\nAll our sins on Thee were laid;\\nBy almighty Love anointed,\\nThou hast full atonement made.\\nAll Thy people are forgiven\\nThrough the virtue of Thy blood:\\nOpened is the gate of heaven\\nPeace is made twixt man and God.\\n175", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n3 Jesus, hail enthroned in glory,\\nThere forever to abide;\\nAll the heavenly hosts adore Thee,\\nSeated at Thy Father s side:\\nThere for sinners Thou art pleading,\\nThere Thou dost our place prepare.\\nEver for us interceding,\\nTill in glory we appear.\\n4 Worship, honor, power, and blessing,\\nThou art worthy to receive\\nLoudest praises, without ceasing,\\nMeet it is for us to give.\\nHelp, ye bright angelic spirits,\\nBring your sweetest, noblest lays;\\nHe]p to sing our Saviour s merits,\\nHelp us chant Emmanuel s praise.\\nRev. John Bakewell, 1760, alt.\\n213 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 At the Name of Jesus\\nEv ry knee shall bow,\\nEv ry tongue confess Him\\nKing of glory now.\\nTis the Father s pleasure\\nWe shall call Him Lord,\\nWho from the beginning\\nWas the mighty Word.\\n2 At His voice creation\\nSprang at once to sight,\\nAll the angel faces,\\nAll the hosts of light.\\nThrones and dominations,\\nStars upon their way,\\nAll the heavenly orders\\nIn their great array.\\n176", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n3 Humbled for a season,\\nTo receive a Name\\nFrom the lips of sinners\\nUnto whom He came,\\nFaithfully He bore it\\nSpotless to the last,\\nBrought it back victorious\\nWhen from death He passed.\\n4 In your hearts enthrone Him;\\nThere let Him subdue\\nAll that is not holy,\\nAll that is not true:\\nCrown Him as your Captain\\nIn temptation s hour:\\nLet His will enfold you\\nIn its light and power.\\n5 Brothers, this Lord Jesus\\nShall return again,\\nWith His Father s glory,\\nWith His angel train;\\nFor all wreaths of empire\\nMeet upon His brow,\\nAnd our hearts confess Him\\nKing of glory now.\\nCaroline M. Noel, 1870, alt.\\n214 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Jesus, our risen King,\\nGlory to Thee we sing,\\nPraising Thy Name:\\nThy love and grace adore,\\nWhich all our sorrows bore;\\nSinging forevermore,\\n4 Worthy the Lamb.\\n177", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n2 haste, ye ransomed race!\\nFor all His gifts of grace\\nPraise ye His Name:\\nHe wondrous things hath done;\\nTriumph o er death hath won\\nHeaven s gate hath open thrown;\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n3 Come, all ye hosts above!\\nJoin in one song of love,\\nPraising His Name:\\nTo Him ascribed be\\nHonor and majesty\\nThrough all eternity:\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n4 Blessed and Holy Three,\\nGlorious Trinity,\\nPraise to Thy Name:\\nFather, Thy love we bless\\nSpirit of holiness,\\nWe praise Thee and confess,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\nRev. James Allen, 1761.\\nS\u00c2\u00b1 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Thou eternal Victim slain,\\nA sacrifice for guilty man,\\nBy Thine eternal Spirit made\\nAn off ring in the sinners stead;\\nOur everlasting Priest art Thou,\\nPleading Thy death for sinners now.\\n2 Thy off ring still continues new\\nThy vesture keeps its crimson hue;\\nThou art the ever-slaughtered Lamb,\\nThy priesthood still remains the same;\\nThy years, O Lord, can never fail;\\nThy goodness is unchangeable;\\n178", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "THE KINGDOM AND GLORY.\\n3 that our faith may never move.\\nBut stand unshaken as Thy love:\\nSure evidence of things unseen,\\nPassing the years that intervene,\\nNow let it view upon the tree\\nThe Lord, who bleeds and dies for me.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1739.\\n216 C. M.\\n1 To our Redeemer s glorious Xame\\nAwake the sacred song:\\nmay His love, immortal flame\\nTune ev ry heart and tongue.\\n2 His love, what mortal thought can reach?\\nWhat mortal tongue display?\\nImagination s utmost stretch\\nIn wonder dies away.\\n3 Let wonder still with love unite,\\nAnd gratitude and joy;\\nBe Jesus our supreme delight,\\nHis praise our best employ.\\n4 Jesus, who left His throne on high,\\nLeft the bright realms of bliss.\\nAnd came on earth to bleed and die\\nWas ever love like this?\\n5 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay\\nOur humble thanks to Thee,\\nMay every heart with rapture say,\\nThe Saviour died for me.\\n6 may the sweet, the blissful theme\\nFill every heart and tongue,\\nTill strangers love Thy charming Name,\\nAnd join the sacred song.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n179", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nThe Second Coming.\\n217 8. 9. 8. 8. 9. 8. 6. 6. 4. 8. 8.\\n1 Wake, awake, for night is flying:\\nThe watchmen on the heights are crying,\\nAwake, Jerusalem, arise!\\nMignight s solemn hour is tolling:\\nHis chariot wheels are nearer rolling;\\nHe comes, prepare ye virgins wise.\\nEise up, with willing feet\\nGo forth, the Bridegroom meet:\\nHallelujah\\nBear through the night your well-trimmed light,\\nSpeed forth to join the marriage rite.\\n2 Zion hears the watchmen singing,\\nHer heart with deep delight is springing,\\nShe wakes, she rises from her gloom;\\nFor her Lord comes down all glorious,\\nThe strong in grace, in truth victorious,\\nHer Star is risen, her Light is come!\\nAh come, Thou blessed One,\\nGod s own beloved Son,\\nHallelujah!\\nWe haste along, in pomp of song,\\nAnd gladsome join the marriage throng.\\n3 Now let all the heavens adore Thee,\\nAnd men and angels sing before Thee,\\nWith harp and cymbal s clearest tone;\\nOf one pearl each shining portal,\\nWhere we are with the choir immortal,\\nOf angels round Thy dazzling throne;\\nNo vision ever brought\\nNo ear hath ever caught,\\nSuch enjoyment:\\nBut we rejoice, and sing to Thee\\nOur hymns of joy eternally.\\nPhilip Nicolai, 1599.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858.\\n180", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "THE SECOND COMING.\\n218 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Lo! He comes, with clouds descending,\\nOnce for favored sinners slain\\nThousand thousand saints attending\\nSwell the triumph of His train:\\nHallelujah, hallelujah\\nGod appears on earth to reign.\\n2 Every eye shall now behold Him,\\nEobed in dreadful majesty;\\nThose who set at naught and sold Him,\\nPierced and nailed Him to the Tree,\\nDeeply wailing, deeply wailing,\\nShall the true Messiah see.\\n3 Every island, sea, and mountain,\\nHeaven and earth, shall flee away:\\nAll who hate Him must, confounded,\\nHear the trump proclaim the day\\nCome to judgment, come to judgment\\nCome to judgment, come away\\n4 Now Eedemption, long expected,\\nSee in solemn pomp appear!\\nAll His saints, by man rejected,\\nNow shall meet Him in the air:\\nHallelujah, hallelujah\\nSee the day of God appear!\\n5 Answer Thine own Bride and Spirit;\\nHasten, Lord, the general doom;\\nThe new heaven and earth to inherit\\nTake Thy pining exiles home\\nAll creation, all creation\\nTravails, groans and bids Thee come.\\n181", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n6 Yea, Amen! let all adore Thee,\\nHigh on Thine eternal throne:\\nSaviour, take the power and glory;\\nClaim the kingdom for Thine own:\\nO come quickly, O come quickly;\\nHallelujah! come, Lord, come.\\nVerses 1, 2, 5, 6, Rev. Charles Wesley, 1758;\\nverses 3, 4, Rev. John Cennick, 1752.\\n219 7. 6. 7. 4\\n1 In us the hope of glory,\\nO risen Lord, art Thou;\\nThe first-fruits of the Spirit\\nAre in us now.\\n2 Yet still in dust and ashes\\nBefore Thy throne we kneel;\\nAnd in our hearts is hidden\\nThy living seal.\\n3 The whole creation groaneth\\nIn prison-chains for Thee;\\nO rend the veil asunder,\\nAnd set us free.\\n4 Eaise up Thy holy sleepers,\\nAnd change Thy saints on earth,\\nIn all, as one, revealing\\nThy second birth.\\n5 O come in all Thy glory,\\nOur great Emmanuel!\\nCome forth, our Prince and Saviour^\\nWith us to dwell!\\n6 Bring Thine eternal Sabbath,\\nBring Thine eternal day,\\nAnd cause all grief and sighing\\nTo flee away.\\n182", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "THE SECOND COMING.\\n7 To Thee, Almighty Father,\\nO Saviour, unto Thee,\\nTo Thee, Creator-Spirit,\\nAll glory be!\\nEdward William Eddis, 1864.\\n220 S. M.\\n1 Come, Lord, and tarry not,\\nBring the long-looked for day;\\n0, why these years of w T aiting here,\\nThese ages of delay?\\n2 Come, for Thy saints still wait;\\nDaily ascends their sigh\\nThe Spirit and the Bride say, Come;\\nDost Thou not hear the cry?\\n3 Come, for creation groans,\\nImpatient of Thy stay,\\nWorn out with these long years of ill,\\nThese ages of delay.\\n4 Come, for love waxes cold,\\nIts steps are faint and slow;\\nFaith now is lost in unbelief,\\nHope s lamp burns dim and low.\\n5 Come in Thy glorious might,\\nCome with the iron rod,\\nScattering Thy foes before Thy face,\\nMost mighty Son of God!\\n6 Come and make all things new\\nBuild up this ruined earth;\\nRestore our faded Paradise,\\nCreations second birth.\\n7 Come and begin Thy reign\\nOf everlasting peace;\\nCome, take the kingdom to Thyself,\\nGreat King of Righteousness.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1846.\\n183", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\n221 S. M.\\n1 The Church has waited long\\nHer absent Lord to see;\\nAnd still in loneliness she waits,\\nA friendless stranger she.\\n2 Age after age has gone,\\nSun after sun has set,\\nAnd still, in weeds of widowhood,\\nShe weeps a mourner yet.\\n3 Saint after saint on earth\\nHas lived, and loved, and died;\\nAnd as they left us, one by one,\\nWe laid them side by side:\\n4 We laid them down to sleep,\\nBut not in hope forlorn;\\nWe laid them but to ripen there\\nTill the last glorious morn.\\n5 The whole creation groans,\\nAnd waits to hear that voice\\nThat shall restore her comeliness,\\nAnd make her wastes rejoice.\\n6 Come, Lord, and wipe away\\nThe curse, the sin, the stain,\\nAnd make this blighted world of ours\\nThine own fair world again.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1846\\n222 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 Rejoice all ye believers,\\nAnd let your lights appear;\\nThe evening is advancing,\\nAnd darker night is near.\\nThe Bridegroom is arising,\\nAnd soon He will draw nigh;\\nUp, pray, and watch, and wrestle,\\nAt midnight comes the cry.\\n184", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "THE SECOND COMING.\\n2 See that your lamps are burning,\\nReplenish them with oil;\\nLook now for your salvation,\\nThe end of sin and toil.\\nThe watchers on the mountain\\nProclaim the Bridegroom near,\\nGo meet Him as He cometh\\nWith hallelujahs clear.\\n3 Ye wise and holy virgins,\\nNow raise your voices higher,\\nUntil, in songs of triumph,\\nThey meet the angel-choir.\\nThe marriage-feast is waiting,\\nThe gates wide open stand;\\nUp up ye heirs of glory\\nThe Bridegroom is at hand!\\n4 Ye saints, who here in patience\\nYour cross and sufferings bore,\\nShall live and reign forever,\\nWhen sorrow is no more;\\nAround the Throne of glory\\nThe Lamb ye shall behold,\\nIn triumph cast before Him\\nYour diadems of gold.\\n5 There flourish palms of victory\\nThere radiant garments are\\nThere stands the peaceful harvest\\nBeyond the reach of war.\\nThere, after stormy winter,\\nThe flowers of earth arise,\\nAnd from the grave s long slumber\\nShall meet again our eyes.\\n6 Our Hope and Expectation,\\nO Jesus, now appear;\\nArise, thou Sun so longed for,\\nO er this benighted sphere.\\n185", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nWith hearts and hands uplifted,\\nWe plead, O Lord, to see\\nThe day of earth s redemption,\\nAnd ever be with Thee.\\nLaurentius Laurenti, 1660\u00e2\u0080\u0094 1722.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick, 1853.\\n223 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 He is coming, He is coming,\\nNot as once He came before,\\nWailing infant, born in weakness\\nOn a lowly stable floor:\\nBut upon His cloud of glory,\\nIn the crimson-tinted sky,\\nWhere we see the golden sunrise\\nIn the rosy distance lie.\\n2 He is coming, He is coming,\\nNot in pain, and shame, and woe,\\nWith the thorn-crown on His forehead,\\nAnd the blood-drops trickling slow;\\nBut with diadem upon Him,\\nAnd the scepter in His hand,\\nAnd the dead all ranged before Him,\\nEaised from death, hell, sea, and land.\\n3 He is coming, He is coming,\\nNot as once he wandered through\\nAll the hostile land of Judah,\\nWith His followers poor and few:\\nBut with all the holy angels\\nWaiting round His judgment-seat,\\nAnd the chosen twelve apostles\\nSitting crownM at His feet.\\n4 He is coming, He is coming;\\nLet His lowly first estate,\\nAnd His tender love, so teach us\\nThat in faith and hope we wait,\\n186", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "THE SECOND COMING\\nTill in glory eastward burning,\\nOur redemption draweth near;\\nAnd we see the sign in heaven\\nOf our Judge and Saviour dear.\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1848.\\n224 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling\\nBorders on the shades of. death!\\nEise on us, Thyself revealing\\nRise and chase the clouds beneath.\\nThou of heav n and earth Creator!\\nIn our deepest darkness rise;\\nScatter all the night of nature,\\nPour the day upon our eyes!\\n2 Still we wait for Thine appearing;\\nLife and joy Thy beams impart,\\nChasing all our fears, and cheering\\nEvery meek, benighted heart.\\nCome and manifest the favor\\nGod hath for our ransomed race;\\nCome, Thou universal Saviour,\\nCome, and bring the gospel grace.\\n3 Save us, in Thy great compassion,\\nThou mild, pacific Prince\\nGive the knowledge of salvation,\\nGive the pardon of our sins.\\nBy Thine all-restoring merit,\\nEvery burdened soul release;\\nEvery weary, wandering spirit\\nGuide into Thy perfect peace.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1744.\\n187", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD, OUR LORD.\\nS^S 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 4. 7. 7.\\n1 Son of God, we wait for Thee,\\nIn love for Thine appearing,\\nWe know Thou sittest on the throne,\\nAnd we Thy Name are bearing.\\nWho trusts in Thee,\\nMay joyful be,\\nAnd see Thee, Lord, descending,\\nTo bring us bliss unending.\\n2 We w T ait for Thee, mid toil and pain,\\nIn weariness and sighing;\\nBut glad that Thou our guilt hast borne,\\nAnd cancelled it by dying.\\nHence, cheerfully,\\nMay we, with Thee\\nTake up our cross and bear it,\\nTill we relief inherit.\\n3 We wait for Thee; here Thou hast won\\nOur hearts to hope and duty;\\nBut while our spirits feel Thee near,\\nOur eyes would see Thy beauty;\\nWe fain would be\\nAt rest with Thee\\nIn peace and joy supernal,\\nIn glorious life eternal.\\n4 We wait for Thee sure Thou wilt come\\nThe time is swiftly nearing;\\nIn this we also now rejoice,\\nAnd long for Thine appearing.\\nO, bliss twill be\\nWhen Thee we see,\\nHomeward Thy people bringing,\\nWith transport and with singing!\\nPhilip Frederick Hiller, d. 1769.\\nTr. Joseph A. Seiss, 1890.\\n188", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "THE SECOND COMING.\\n226 C. M.\\n1 Light of the lonely pilgrim s heart,\\nStar of the coming day,\\nArise, and with Thy morning beams\\nChase all our griefs away.\\n2 Come, blessed Lord, bid every shore\\nAnd answering island sing\\nThe praises of Thy royal Name,\\nAnd own Thee as their King.\\n3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now\\nTo the bright world above,\\nBreak forth in rapturous strains of joy\\nIn memory of Thy love.\\n4 Lord, Lord, Thy fair creation groans,\\nThe air, the earth, the sea,\\nIn unison with all our hearts,\\nAnd calls aloud for Thee.\\n5 Come, then, with all Thy quickening power,\\nWith one awakening smile,\\nAnd bid the serpent s trail no more\\nThy beauteous realms defile.\\n6 Thine was the cross, with all its fruits\\nOf grace and peace Divine:\\nBe Thine the crown of glory now,\\nThe palm of victory Thine.\\nSir Edward Denny, Bart., 1842.\\n189", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n22T 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 4. 4. 4. 4. 8\\n1 O Holy Spirit enter in,\\nAmong tnese hearts Thy work begin,\\nThy temple deign to make us;\\nSun of the soul, Thou Light Divine\\nAround and in us brightly shine\\nTo strength and gladness wake us.\\nWhere Thou shinest,\\nLife from heaven\\nThere is given.\\nWe before Thee\\nFor that precious gift implore Thee.\\n2 Left to ourselves, we shall but stray;\\nO lead us on the narrow way,\\nWith wisest counsel guide us,\\nAnd give us steadfastness, that we\\nMay henceforth truly follow Thee.\\nWhatever woes betide us:\\nHeal Thou gently,\\nHearts now broken,\\nGive some token\\nThou art near us,\\nWhom we trust to light and cheer us.\\n3 O mighty Eock! O Source of Life,\\nLet Thy dear word, mid doubt and strife,\\nBe so within us burning,\\nThat we be faithful unto death,\\nIn Thy pure love and holy faith,\\nFrom Thee true wisdom learning!\\nLord, Thy graces,\\nOn us shower,\\nBy Thy power\\nChrist confessing,\\nLet us win His grace and blessing.\\n190", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n4 gentle Dew, from heaven now fall\\nWith power upon the hearts of all,\\nThy tenderness instilling;\\nThat heart to heart more closely bound,\\nFruitful in kindly deeds be found,\\nThe law of love fulfilling:\\nNo wrath, no strife,\\nHere shall grieve Thee,\\nWe receive Thee,\\nWhere Thou livest\\nPeace and love and joy Thou givest.\\n5 Grant that our days, while life shall last,\\nIn purest holiness be passed;\\nOur minds so rule and strengthen\\nThat they may rise o er things of earth,\\nThe hopes and joys that here have birth;\\nAnd if our course Thou lengthen,\\nKeep Thou pure, Lord,\\nFrom offences,\\nHeart and senses\\nBlessed Spirit,\\nBid us thus true life inherit.\\nMichael Schirmer, 1640.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862.\\nC. M.\\n1 Eternal Spirit, God of truth!\\nOar contrite hearts inspire\\nKindle a flame of heav nly love\\nThe pure celestial fire.\\n2 Tis Thine to soothe the sorrowing,\\nWith guilt and fear oppressed;\\nTis Thine to bid the dying live,\\nAnd give the weary, rest.\\n191", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n3 Subdue the power of every sin,\\nWhatever that sin may be;\\nThat we, in singleness of heart,\\nMay worship only Thee.\\n4 Then with our spirits witness bear,\\nThat we are sons of God;\\nRedeemed from sin, and death, and hell,\\nThrough Christ s atoning blood.\\nRev. Thomas Cotterill, i819.\\n229 C. M.\\n1 Why should the children of a King\\nGo mourning all their days?\\nGreat Comforter, descend and bring\\nSome tokens of Thy grace.\\n2 Dost Thou not dwell in all the saints,\\nAnd seal the heirs of heaven?\\nWhen wilt thou banish my complaints,\\nAnd show my sins forgiven?\\n3 Assure my conscience of her part\\nIn the Redeemer s blood;\\nAnd bear Thy witness with my heart\\nThat I am born of God.\\n4 Thou art the earnest of His love,\\nThe pledge of joys to come;\\nAnd Thy soft wings, celestial Dove,\\nWill safe convey me home.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n230 C. M.\\n2 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come,\\nInspire these souls of Thine;\\nTill every heart which Thou hast made\\nBe filled with grace Divine.\\n192", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift\\nOf God, and fire of love;\\nThe everlasting spring of joy,\\nAnd unction from above.\\n3 Thy gifts are manifold, Thou writ st\\n(rod s law in each true heart,\\nThe promise of the Father, Thou\\nDost heavenly speech impart.\\n4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they\\nThy sacred love embrace;\\nAssist our minds, by nature frail,\\nWith Thy celestial grace.\\n5 Drive far from us the mortal foe\\nAnd give us peace within,\\nThat, by Thy guidance blest, we may\\nEscape the snares of sin.\\n6 Teach us the Father to confess,\\nAnd Son, from death revived,\\nAnd Thee, with both, Holy Ghost,\\nWho art from both derived.\\nNahum Tate 1702.\\n231 6.5.6.5. 12 1.\\n1 Hear us, Thou that broodest\\nO er the watery deep,\\nWaking all creation\\nFrom its primal sleep;\\nHoly Spirit, breathing\\nBreath of life Divine,\\nBreathe into our spirits,\\nBlending them with Thine.\\nLight and Life Immortal,\\nHear us as we raise\\nHearts, as well as voices,\\nMingling prayer and praise.\\n193", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n2 When the sun ariseth\\nIn a cloudless sky,\\nMay we feel Thy presence,\\nHoly Spirit, nigh;\\nShed Thy radiance o er us,\\nKeep it cloudless still,\\nThrough the day before us,\\nPerfecting Thy will.\\nLight and Life Immortal, etc.\\n3 When the fight is fiercest\\nIn the noontide heat,\\nBear us, Holy Spirit,\\nTo our Saviour s feet;\\nThere to find a refuge\\nTill our work is done,\\nThere to fight the battle\\nTill the battle s won.\\nLight and Life Immortal, etc.\\n4 If the day be falling\\nSadly as it goes,\\nSlowly in its sadness\\nSinking to its close,\\nMay Thy love in mercy\\nKindling, ere it die,\\nCast a ray of glory\\nO er our evening sky.\\nLight and Life Immortal, etc.\\n5 Morning, noon, and evening,\\nWhensoe er it be,\\nGrant us, gracious Spirit,\\nQuickening life in Thee;\\nLife that gives us, living,\\nLife of heavenly love;\\nLife that brings us, dying,\\nLife from heaven above.\\nLight and Life Immortal, etc.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1873.\\n194", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n232 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Spirit \u00c2\u00a9f God, descend upon my heart\\nWean it from earth through all its pulses move\\nStoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,\\nAnd make me love Thee as I ought to love.\\n2 I ask no dream, no prophet-ectasies\\nXo sudden rending of the veil of clay,\\nX o angel-visitant, no opening skies\\nBut take the dimness of my soul away.\\n3 Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and\\nKing?\\nAll. all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength,\\nand mind;\\nI see Thy cross there teach my heart to cling:\\nO let me seek Thee, and let me find.\\n4 Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh\\nTeach me the struggles of the soul to bear,\\nTo check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;\\nTeach me the patience of unanswered prayer.\\no Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,\\nOne holy passion filling all my frame\\nThe baptism of the heaven-descended Dove,\\nMy heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.\\nRev. George Croly, 1854.\\n233 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Come, O come, Thou quick ning Spirit,\\nThou forever art Divine:\\nLet Thy power never fail me,\\nAlways fill this heart of mine;\\nThus shall grace and truth and light\\nDissipate the gloom of night.\\n2 Grant my mind and my affections\\nWisdom, counsel, purity;\\nThat I may be ever seeking\\n195", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\nNaught but that which pleases Thee.\\nLet Thy knowledge spread and grpw,\\nWorking error s overthrow.\\n3 Lead me to green pastures, lead me\\nBy the true and living way.\\nShield me from each strong temptation\\nThat might draw my heart astray\\nAnd if e er my feet should turn,\\nFor each error let me mourn.\\n4 Holy Spirit, strong and mighty,\\nThou who makest all things new,\\nMake Thy work within me perfect,\\nHelp me by Thy word so true,\\nArm me with that sword of Thine,\\nAnd the victory shall be mine.\\n5 In the faith O make me steadfast;\\nLet not Satan, death or shame\\nOf my confidence deprive me;\\nLord, my refuge is Thy Name.\\nWhen the flesh inclines to ill,\\nLet Thy word prove stronger still.\\n6 And when my last hour approaches,\\nLet my hopes grow yet more bright,\\nLet me be an heir of heaven,\\nIn Thy glorious courts of light,\\nFairer far than voice can tell,\\nThere, redeemed by Christ, to dwell.\\nHenry Held, d. 1659.\\nTr. Charles William Schaeffer, 1866, a.\\n234 8. 6. 8. 4.\\n1 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breath d\\nHis tender, last farewell,\\nA Guide, a Comforter, bequeath d\\nWith us to dwell.\\n196", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n2 He came in semblance of a dove\\nWith sheltering wings outspread,\\nThe holy balm of peace and love\\nOn earth to shed.\\n3 He came sweet influence to impart\\nA gracious, willing Guest,\\nWhile He can rind one humble heart\\nWherein to rest.\\n4 And His that gentle voice we hear,\\nSoft as the breath of even,\\nThat checks each thought, that calms each fear,\\nAnd speaks of heaven.\\n5 And every virtue we possess,\\nAnd every victory won,\\nAnd every thought of holiness\\nAre His alone.\\n3 Spirit of purity and grace,\\nOur weakness, pitying, see:\\nmake our hearts thy dwelling-place,\\nAnd worthier Thee.\\nHarriet Auber, 1829.\\n235 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7. 8. 8.\\n1 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness.\\nPierce the clouds of sinful night\\nCome, Thou Source of sweetest gladness.\\nBreathe Thy life and spread Thy light;\\nLoving Spirit, God of peace,\\nGreat Distributor of grace,\\nRest upon this congregation\\nHear, O hear, our supplication.\\n2 From that height which knows no measure,\\nAs a gracious shower, descend,\\nBringing down the richest treasure\\nMan can wish, or God can send.\\n197", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPMMT.\\nO Thou Glory shining down\\nFrom the Father and the Son,\\nGrant us Thy illumination;\\nEest on all this congregation.\\n3 Come, Thou best of all donations\\nGod can give, or we implore:\\nHaving Thy sweet consolations,\\nWe need wish for nothing more:\\nHoly Spirit, heavenly Dove,\\nNow, descending from above,\\nRest on all this congregation;\\nMake our hearts Thy habitation.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1653, ab.\\nTr. Johann Christian Jacobi, 1725.\\n236 4. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 2.\\n1 Come Thou, O come:\\nSweetest and kindliest,\\nGiver of tranquil rest\\nUnto the weary soul;\\nIn all anxiety\\nWith pow r from heav n on high\\nConsole.\\n2 Come Thou, O come:\\nHelp in the hour of need,\\nStrength of the broken reed,\\nGuide of each lonely one;\\nOrphan s and widow s stay,\\nWho tread in life s hard way\\nAlone.\\n3 Come Thou, come:\\nGlorious and shadow-free,\\nStar of the stormy sea,\\nLight of the tempest-tost;\\nHarbor our souls to save\\nWhen hope upon the wave\\nIs lost.\\n198", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n4 Come Thou, O come:\\nJoy in life s narrow path,\\nHope in the hoar of death.\\nCome, blessed Spirit, come;\\nLead Thou us tenderly,\\nTill we shall find with Thee\\nOur home.\\nTr. Rev. Gerard Moultrie, 1864.\\n237 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy Ghost, with Light Divine,\\nShine upon this heart of mine;\\nChase the shade of night away,\\nTurn the darkness into day.\\n2 Holy Ghost, with Power Divine,\\nCleanse this guilty heart of mine;\\nLong hath sin, without control,\\nHeld dominion o er my soul.\\n3. Holy Ghost, with Joy Divine,\\nCheer this saddened heart of mine;\\nBid my many woes depart,\\nHeal my wounded, bleeding heart.\\n4 Holy Spirit, all Divine,\\nDwell within this heart of mine\\nCast down every idol-throne,\\nEeign supreme, and reign alone.\\nAndrew Reed 1817.\\n238 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy Spirit, Lord of light,\\nFrom Thy clear celestial height\\nThy pure beaming radiance give.\\n2 Come, Thou Father of the poor,\\nCome with treasures which endure,\\nCome, Thou Light of all that live.\\n199", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n3 Thou, of all consolers best,\\nThou, the souPs delightsome Guest,\\nDost refreshing peace bestow.\\n4 Thou in toil art comfort sweet,\\nPleasant coolness in the heat,\\nSolace in the midst of woe.\\n5 Light Immortal, Light Divine,\\nVisit Thou these hearts of Thine,\\nAnd our inmost being fill.\\n6 If Thou take Thy grace away,\\nNothing pure in man will stay;\\nAnd his good is turned to ill.\\n7 Heal our wounds our strength renew\\nOn our dryness pour Thy dew\\nWash the stains of guilt away.\\n8 Bend the stubborn heart and will;\\nMelt the frozen, warm the chill;\\nGuide the steps that go astray.\\n9 Thou, on these who evermore\\nThee confess and Thee adore,\\nIn Thy sevenfold gifts descend:\\n10 Give them comfort when they die,\\nGive them life with Thee on high;\\nGive them joys that never end.\\nAnon. (Latin, 13th cent.)\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall 1849.\\n239 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy Spirit, Truth Divine,\\nDawn upon this soul of mine;\\nWord of God, and inward Light,\\nWake my spirit, clear my sight.\\n200", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n2 Holy Spirit, Love Divine,\\nGlow within this heart of mine;\\nKindle every high desire;\\nPerish self in Thy pure fire!\\n3 Holy Spirit, Power Divine,\\nFill and nerve this will of mine;\\nBy Thee may I strongly live,\\nBravely bear, and nobly strive.\\n4 Holy Spirit, Eight Divine,\\nKing within my conscience reign;\\nBe my Law, and I shall be\\nFirmly bound, forever free.\\n5 Holy Spirit, Peace Divine,\\nStill this restless heart of mine;\\nSpeak to calm this tossing sea,\\nStayed in Thy tranquility.\\n6 Holy Spirit, Joy Divine,\\nGladden Thou this heart of mine;\\nIn the desert ways I sing,\\ni Spring, O Well, forever spring.\\nRev. Samuel Longfellow, 1864.\\nS^O L. M.\\n1 O grant us light, that we may know\\nThe wisdom Thou alone canst give;\\nThat truth may guide where er we go,\\nAnd virtue bless where er we live.\\n2 grant us light, that we may see\\nWhere error lurks in human lore,\\nAnd turn our doubting minds to Thee,\\nAnd love Thy simple word the more.\\n3 grant us light, that we may learn\\nHow dead is life from Thee apart,\\nHow sure is joy for all who turn\\nTo Thee an undivided heart.\\n201", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n4 O grant us light, in grief and pain,\\nTo lift our burdened hearts above,\\nAnd count the very cross a gain,\\nAnd bless our Father s hidden love.\\n5 O grant us light, when, soon or late,\\nAll earthly scenes shall pass away,\\nIn Thee to find the open gate\\nTo deathless home and endless day.\\nRev. Laurence Tuttiett, 1864.\\nS^l L. M.\\n1 Eternal Spirit, we confess\\nAnd sing the wonders of Thy grace;\\nThy power conveys our blessings down\\nFrom God the Father and the Bon.\\n2 Enlightened by Thine heavenly ray,\\nOur shades and darkness turn to day\\nThine inward teachings make us know\\nOur danger and our refuge too.\\n3 Thy power and glory works within,\\nAnd breaks the chains of reigning sin,\\nDoth our imperious lusts subdue,\\nAnd forms our wretched hearts anew.\\n4 The troubled conscience knows Thy voice;\\nThy cheering words awake our joys;\\nThy words allay the stormy wind,\\nAnd calm the surges of the mind.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\nS ^tl2 L. M.\\n1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove,\\nWith light and comfort from above.\\nBe Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide\\nO er every thought and step preside.\\n202", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n2 The light of truth to us display.\\nThat we may know and choose Thy way\\nPlant holy fear in ev ry heart,\\nThat we from Thee may ne er depart.\\n3 Lead us to holiness, the road\\nThat we must take to dwell with God;\\nLead to Thy word, that rules must give,\\nAnd sure directions how to live.\\n4 Lead us to Christ, the living Way,\\nXor let us from His pastures stray,\\nLead us to heaven, that we may share\\nFullness of joy forever there.\\nRev. Simon Browne, 1720.\\n243 C. M.\\n1 Come, Holy Spirit, heav nly Dove,\\nWith allThy quick ning pow rs,\\nKindle a flame of sacred love,\\nIn these cold hearts of ours.\\n2 Look how we grovel here below,\\nFond of these earthly toys;\\nOur souls, how heavily they go,\\nTo reach eternal joys.\\n3 In vain we tune our formal songs,\\nIn vain we strive to rise;\\nHosannas languish on our tongues,\\nAnd our devotion dies.\\n4 Father, and shall we ever live\\nAt this poor dying rate;\\nOur love so faint, so cold to Thee,\\nAnd Thine to us so great!\\n5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav nly Dove,\\nAVith all Thy quick ning pow rs\\nCome, shed abroad a Saviour s love,\\nAnd that shall kindle ours.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707.\\n203", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\nS^L^ C. M.\\n1 Great Father of each perfect gift,\\nBehold Thy servants wait;\\nWith longing eyes and lifted hands,\\nWe flock around Thy gate.\\n2 O shed abroad that royal gift,\\nThy Spirit from above,\\nTo bless our eyes with sacred light,\\nAnd fire our hearts with love.\\n3 Blest earnest of eternal joy,\\nDeclare our sins forgiven;\\nAnd bear with energy Divine\\nOur raptured thoughts to heaven.\\n4 Diffuse, O God, these copious showers,\\nThat earth its fruits may yield,\\nAnd change this barren wilderness\\nTo CarmePs flowery field.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1736.\\n24S C. M.\\n1 Enthroned on high, Almighty Lord,\\nThe Holy Ghost send down;\\nFulfill in us Thy faithful word,\\nAnd all Thy mercies crown.\\n2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire\\nTheir wondrous powers impart,\\nGrant, Saviour, what we most desire,\\nThy Spirit in our heart.\\n3 Spirit of life, and light and love,\\nThy heavenly influence give;\\nQuicken our souls, our guilt remove,\\nThat we in Christ may live.\\n204", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n4 To our benighted minds reveal\\nThe glories of His grace,\\nAnd bring us where no clouds conceal\\nThe brightness of His face.\\n5 His love within us shed abroad,\\nLife s ever-springing well;\\nTill God in us, and we in God,\\nIn love eternal dwell.\\nRev. Thomas Haweis 1792.\\n246 7. 7. 7. o.\\n1 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost,\\nTaught by Thee, we covet most\\nOf Thy gifts at Pentecost,\\nHoly, heavenly love.\\n2 Faith, that mountains could remove,\\nTongues of earth or heaven above,\\nKnowledge all things empty prove,\\nWithout heavenly love.\\n3 Love is kind, and suffers long;\\nLove is meek and thinks no wrong;\\nLove, than death itself more strong,\\nGive us heavenly love.\\n4 Prophecy will fade away,\\nMelting in the light of day;\\nLove will ever with us stay:\\nGive us heavenly love.\\n5 Faith will vanish into sight\\nHope be emptied in delight\\nLove in heaven will shine more bright\\nGive us heavenly love.\\n6 Faith and hope and love we see\\nJoining hand in hand agree;\\nBut the greatest of the three,\\nAnd the best, is love.\\n205", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY SPIRIT.\\n7 From the overshadowing\\nOf Thy gold and silver wing,\\nShed on us. who to Thee sing,\\nHoly, heavenly love.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862.\\nS^L^T 7.7.7.5.\\n1 Holy Ghost, the Infinite!\\nShine upon our nature s night\\nWith Thy blessed inward light,\\nComforter Divine!\\n2 We are sinful: cleanse us, Lord;\\nWe are faint Thy strength afford\\nLost, until by Thee restored,\\nComforter Divine!\\n3 Like the dew, Thy peace distill;\\nGuide, subdue our wayward will,\\nThings of Christ unfolding still,\\nComforter Divine!\\n4 With us, for us, intercede,\\nAnd with voiceless groanings plead\\nOur unutterable need,\\nComforter Divine!\\n5 In us Abba, Father, cry,\\nEarnest of our bliss on high,\\nSeal of immortality,\\nComforter Divine!\\n6 Search for us the depths of God;\\nBear us up the starry road,\\nTo the height of Thine abode,\\nComforter Divine!\\nGeorge Rawson, 1853.\\n206", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\nS^^ 11. 12. 11. 10.\\n1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God Almighty\\nEarly in the morning our song shall rise to Thee\\nHoly, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty!\\nGod in Three Persons, blessed Trinity.\\n2 Holy, Holy, Holy! All the saints adore Thee,\\nCasting down their golden crowns around the\\nglassy sea\\nCherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,\\nWho wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.\\n3 Holv, Holv, Holy though the darkness hide\\nThee,\\nThough the eye of sinful man Thy glory may\\nnot see,\\nOnly Thou art holy there is none beside Thee,\\nPerfect in pow r, in love, and purity.\\n4 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God Almighty\\nAll Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth\\nand sky and sea;\\nHoly, Holy, Holy merciful and mighty\\nGod in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!\\nBishop Reginald Heber, pub. 1827.\\nS^O 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 Pound the Lord in glory seated\\nCherubim and seraphim\\nFilled His temple, and repeated\\nEach th alternate hymn:\\n1 Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,\\nEarth is with its fullness stored;\\nUnto Thee be glory given,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord!\\n207", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n2 Heaven is still with glory ringing,\\nEarth takes up the angel s cry,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy, singing,\\nLord of Hosts, the Lord most High.\\nWith His seraph train before Him,\\nWith His holy Church below,\\nThus unite we to adore Him,\\nBid we thus our anthem flow:\\n3 Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,\\nEarth is with Thy fullness stored;\\nUnto Thee be glory given.\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord.\\nThus Thy glorious Name confessing,\\nWith Thine angel hosts we cry,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy, blessing\\nThee, the Lord of Hosts most high.\\nBishop Richard Mant 1837.\\n250 Or to Gopsal.) 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 We give immortal praise\\nTo God the Father s love,\\nFor all our comforts here,\\nAnd all our hopes above:\\nHe sent His own eternal Son\\nTo die for sins that man hath done.\\n2 To God the Son belongs\\nImmortal glory too,\\nWho saved us by His blood\\nFrom everlasting woe:\\nAnd now He lives, and now He reigns,\\nAnd sees the fruit of all His pains.\\n3 To God the Spirit praise\\nAnd endless worship give,\\nWhose new-creating power\\nMakes the dead sinner live;\\nHis work completes the great design,\\nAnd fills the soul with joy Divine.\\n208", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n4 Almighty God, to Thee\\nBe endless honors done;\\nThe sacred Persons Three,\\nThe Godhead only One;\\nWhere reason fails with all her powers,\\nThere faith prevails, and love adores.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\nSSI 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord\\nGod of hosts! when heav n and earth,\\nOat of darkness, at Thy word\\nIssued into glorious birth,\\nAll Thy works before Thee stood,\\nAnd Thine eyes beheld them good,\\nWhile thev sung with sweet accord,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord!\\n2 Holy, Holy, Holy Thee,\\nOne Jehovah evermore,\\nFather, Son, and Spirit! we,\\nDust and ashes, would adore:\\nLightly by the world esteemed,\\nFrom that world by Thee redeemed,\\nSing we here with glad accord,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord!\\n3 Holy, Holy, Holy! all\\nHeaven s triumphant choir shall sing,\\nWhile the ransomed nations fall\\nAt the footstool of their King:\\nThen shall saints and seraphim,\\nHarps and voices, swell one hymn,\\nBlending in sublime accord,\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord!\\nJames Montgomery, 1852.\\n209", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n252 C. M.\\n1 O God, we praise Thee; and confess\\nThat Thou, the only Lord\\nAnd Everlasting Father, art\\nBy all the earth adored.\\n2 To Thee all angels cry aloud\\nTo Thee the powers on high,\\nBoth cherubim and seraphim,\\nContinually do cry\\n3 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord,\\nWhom heavenly hosts obey,\\nThe world is with the glory filled\\nOf Thy majestic ray.\\n4 The apostles glorious company,\\nAnd prophets crowned with light,\\nWith all the martyrs noble host\\nThy constant praise recite.\\n5 The Holy Church throughout the world,\\nO Lord, confesses Thee,\\nThat Thou Eternal Father art,\\nOf boundless majesty;\\n6 Thy honored, true, and only Son;\\nAnd Holy Ghost, the Spring\\nOf never-ceasing joy: O Christ,\\nOf glory Thou art King.\\nAnon. (Latin 5th Century.)\\nTr. Tate and Brady s Supplement, e. 1700.\\n253 L. M.\\n1 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!\\nBright in Thy deeds and in Thy Name,\\nForever be Thy Name adored\\nThy glories let the world proclaim.\\n210", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n2 O Jesus, Lamb once crucified,\\nTo take our load of sins away,\\nThine be the hymn that rolls its tide\\nAlong the realms of upper day.\\n3 O Holy Spirit, from above,\\nIn streams of light and glory given,\\nThou Source of ecstasy and love.\\nThy praises ring through earth and heaven\\n4 God Triune, to Thee we owe\\nOur every thought, our every song;\\nAnd ever may Thy praises flow\\nFrom saint and seraph s burning tongue!\\nRev. James W. Eastburn, 1815.\\n254 L. M.\\n1 Father of heaven, whose Love profound\\nA ransom for our souls hath found,\\nBefore Thy throne w r e sinners bend\\nTo us Thy pardoning Love extend.\\n2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word!\\nOur Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord!\\nBefore Thy throne we sinners bend:\\nTo us Thy saving grace extend.\\n3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath\\nThe soul is raised from sin and death,\\nBefore Thy throne we sinners bend:\\nTo us Thy quickening power extend.\\n4 Jehovah Father, Spirit, Son\\nMysterious Godhead Three in One\\nBefore Thy throne we sinners bend:\\nGrace, pardon, life, to us extend!\\nRev. Edward Cooper, 1805.\\n211", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n2S5 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord\\nGod of hosts, Eternal King,\\nBy the heav ns and earth adored!\\nAngels and archangels sing,\\nChanting everlastingly\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\n2 Since by Thee were all things made,\\nAnd in Thee do all things live,\\nBe to Thee all honor paid;\\nPraise to Thee let all things give,\\nSinging everlastingly\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\n3 Thousands, tens of thousands, stand,\\nSpirits blest, before Thy throne,\\nSpeeding thence at Thy command;\\nAnd, when Thy behests are done,\\nSinging everlastingly\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\n4 Cherubim and seraphim\\nVeil their faces with their wings\\nEyes of angels are too dim\\nTo behold the King of kings,\\nWhile they sing eternally\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\n5 Thee apostles, prophets Thee,\\nThee the noble martyr band,\\nPraise with solemn jubilee,\\nThee the Church in every land;\\nSinging everlastingly\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\n212", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY TRINITY.\\n6 Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nGodhead One, and Persons Three;\\nJoin us with the heavenly host,\\nSinging everlastingly\\nTo the blessed Trinity.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862.\\nIII. THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nIts Xature, Warfare and Guidance,\\n2o6 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 The Church s one Foundation\\nIs Jesus Christ her Lord;\\nShe is His new creation\\nBy water and the word:\\nFrom heav n He came and sought her\\nTo be His holy Bride;\\nWith His own blood He bought her,\\nAnd for her life He died.\\n2 Elect from every nation,\\nYet one o er all the earth,\\nHer charter of salvation\\nOne Lord, one faith, one birth\\nOne holy Name she blesses,\\nPartakes one holy food,\\nAnd to one hope she presses,\\nWith every grace endued.\\n3 Though with a scornful wonder,\\nMen see her sore oppressed,\\nBy schisms rent asunder,\\nBy heresies distressed;\\n213", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nYet saints their watch are keeping,\\nTheir cry goes up, How long?\\nAnd soon the night of weeping\\nShall be the morn of song.\\n4 Mid toil and tribulation,\\nAnd tumult of her war,\\nShe waits the consummation\\nOf peace forevermore\\nTill w T ith the vision glorious\\nHer longing eyes are blest,\\nAnd the great Church victorious\\nShall be the Church at rest.\\n5 Yet she on earth hath union\\nWith God the Three in one,\\nAnd mystic sweet communion\\nWith those whose rest is won;\\nO happy ones and holy!\\nLord, give us grace, that we,\\nLike them, the meek and lowly,\\nOn high may dwell with Thee.\\nRev. Samuel J. Stone, 1866.\\n257 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,\\nZion, city of our God\\nHe whose word cannot be broken\\nFormed thee for His own abode:\\nOn the Rock of Ages founded,\\nWhat can shake that sure repose?\\nWith salvation s walls surrounded,\\nThou mayst smile at all Thy foes.\\n2 See the streams of living waters,\\nSpringing from eternal Love,\\nWell supply thy sons and daughters,\\nAnd all fear of want remove:\\n214", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE.\\nWho can faint, when such a river\\nEver flows their thirst to assuage;\\nGrace, which, like the Lord the Giver,\\nNever fails from age to age?\\n3 Round each habitation hovering,\\nSee the cloud and fire appear\\nFor a glory and a covering,\\nShowing that the Lord is near,\\nThus deriving from their banner\\nLight by night and shade by day,\\nSafe they feed upon the manna\\nWhich He gives them when they pray.\\n4 Saviour, if of Zion s city\\nI, through grace, a member am,\\nLet the world cleride or pity,\\nI will glory in Thy Name:\\nFading is the worldling s pleasure,\\nAll his boasted pomp and show;\\nSolid joys and lasting treasure\\nNone but Zion s children know.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779.\\n258 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Hear what God the Lord hath spoken\\nO my people, faint and few,\\nComfortless, afflicted, broken,\\nFair abodes I build for you;\\nScenes of heartfelt tribulation\\nShall no more perplex your ways\\nYou shall name your walls Salvation,\\nAnd your gates shall all be Praise.\\n2 There, like streams that feed the garden.\\nPleasures without end shall flow;\\nFor the Lord, your faith rewarding,\\nAll His bounty shall bestow.\\n215", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nStill in undisturbed possession\\nPeace and righteousness shall reign;\\nNever shall you feel oppression,\\nHear the voice of war again.\\n3 Ye, no more your suns descending,\\nWaning moon no more shall see,\\nBut your griefs forever ending,\\nFind eternal noon in me.\\nGod shall rise, and shining o er you,\\nChange to day the gloom of night;\\nHe, the Lord, shall be your Glory,\\nGod, your everlasting Light.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1790.\\n259 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Praise the Rock of our salvation,\\nLaud His Name from zone to zone;\\nOn that Rock the Church is builded,\\nChrist Himself the Corner-stone;\\nVain against our rock-built Zion\\nWinds and waters, fire and hail,\\nChrist is in her midst; against her\\nSin and hell shall not prevail.\\n2 Where Thou reignest, King of Glory,\\nThroned in everlasting light,\\nMidst Thy saints, no more is needed\\nSun by day, nor moon by night;\\nSoon may we those portals enter\\nWhen this earthly strife is o er,\\nThere to dwell with saints and angels\\nIn Thy presence evermore.\\nRev. Benjamin Webb, 1872, a.\\n216", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE.\\n260 7. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Head of Thy Church triumphant,\\nWe joyfully adore Thee;\\nTill Thou appear,\\nThy members here\\nShall sing like those in glory:\\nWe lift our hearts and voices\\nWith blest anticipation,\\nAnd cry aloud,\\nAnd give to God\\nThe praise of our salvation.\\n2 While in affliction s furnace,\\nAnd passing through the fire,\\nThy love we praise\\nWhich knows our days,\\nAnd ever brings us higher:\\nWe lift our hands exulting\\nIn Thine almighty favor;\\nThe love Divine\\nWhich made us Thine\\nShall keep us Thine forever.\\n3 Thou dost conduct Thy people\\nThrough torrents of temptation;\\nNor shall we fear,\\nWhile Thou art near,\\nThe fire of tribulation:\\nThe world, with sin and Satan,\\nIn vain our march opposes\\nThrough Thee we shall\\nBreak through them all,\\nAnd sing the song of Moses.\\n4 By faith we see the glory\\nTo which Thou shalt restore us,\\nThe cross despise\\nFor that high prize\\nWhich Thou hast set before us;\\nAnd if Thou count us worthy,\\n217", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nWe each, as dying Stephen,\\nShall see Thee stand\\nAt God s right hand\\nTo take us up to heaven.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1745, alt.\\n261 L. M.\\n1 Triumphant Zion! lift thy head\\nFrom dust, and darkness, and the dead!\\nThough humbled long awake at length,\\nAnd gird thee with thy Saviour s strength.\\n2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,\\nAnd let thy excellence be known:\\nDecked in the robe of righteousness,\\nThe world thy glories shall confess.\\n3 No more shall foes unclean invade\\nAnd fill thy hallowed walls with dread:\\nNo more shall hell s insulting host\\nTheir victory and thy sorrows boast.\\n4 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer;\\nHis hand thy ruins shall repair;\\nNor will thy watchful Monarch cease\\nTo guard thee in eternal peace.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\nS 3S C. M.\\n1 O where are kings and empires now\\nOf old that went and came?\\nBut, Lord, Thy Church is praying yet,\\nA thousand years the same.\\n2 We mark her goodly battlements,\\nAnd her foundations strong\\nWe hear within the solemn voice\\nOf her unending song.\\n218", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "ITS NATURE, WARFARE AND GUIDANCE.\\n3 For not like kingdoms of the world\\nThy holy Church, O God!\\nThough earthquake shocks are threatening her,\\nAnd tempests are abroad;\\n4 Unshaken as eternal hills,\\nImmovable she stands,\\nA mountain that shall fill the earth,\\nA house not made by hands.\\nBishop A. Cleveland Coxe, 1839.\\n263 11. 11. 11. 5.\\n1 Lord of our life, and God of our salvation,\\nStar of our night, and hope of ev ry nation,\\nHear and receive Thy Church s supplication,\\nLord God Almighty.\\n2 See round Thine Ark the angry billows curling,\\nSee how Thy foes their banners are unfurling;\\nLord, while their darts envenomed they are\\nhurling,\\nThou canst preserve us.\\n3 Lord, thou canst help when earthly armor\\nf aileth\\nLord, Thou canst save when deadly sin assaileth\\nLord, o er Thy Kock nor death nor hell pre-\\nvaileth\\nGrant us Thy peace, Lord!\\n4 Peace, in our hearts, our evil thoughts assu-\\naging,\\nPeace, in Thy Church, where brothers are en-\\ngaging,\\nPeace, when the world its busy war is waging;\\nCalm Thy foes raging!\\n219", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n5 Grant us Thy help till backward they are\\ndriven\\nGrant them Thy truth, that they may be for-\\ngiven\\nGrant peace on earth, and after we have striven,\\nPeace in Thy heaven.\\nPilip Pusey, 1840.\\nThe Communion of Saints.\\n264 S. M.\\n(Or to Boylston.\\n1 Blest be the tie that binds\\nOur hearts in Christian love:\\nThe fellowship of kindred minds\\nIs like to that above.\\n2 Before our Father s throne\\nWe pour our ardent prayers\\nOur fears, our hopes, our aims are one,\\nOur comforts and our cares.\\n3 We share our mutual woes,\\nOur mutual burdens bear;\\nAnd often for each other flows\\nThe sympathizing tear.\\n4 When we asunder part,\\nIt gives us inward pain;\\nBut we shall still be joined in heart,\\nAnd hope to meet again.\\n5 This glorious hope revives\\nOur courage by the way;\\nWhile each in expectation lives\\nAnd longs to see the day.\\n6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,\\nAnd sin, we shall be free,\\nAnd perfect love and friendship reign\\nThrough all eternity.\\nRev. John Fawcett, 1772.\\n220", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.\\nSOS S. If.\\n1 I love Thy kingdom, Lord,\\nThe house of Thine abode,\\nThe Church our blest Redeemer saved\\nWith His own precious blood.\\n2 I love Thy Church, O God;\\nHer walls before Thee stand,\\nDear as the apple of Thine eye,\\nAnd graven on Thy hand.\\n3 For her my tears shall fall,\\nFor her my prayers ascend;\\nTo her my cares and toils be given\\nTill toils and cares shall end.\\n4 Beyond my highest joy\\nI prize her heavenly ways,\\nHer sweet communion, solemn vows,\\nHer hymns of love and praise.\\n5 Jesus, Thou Friend Divine,\\nOur Saviour and our King,\\nThy hand from every snare and foe\\nShall great deliverance bring.\\n6 Sure as Thy truth shall last,\\nTo Zion shall be given\\nThe brightest glories earth can yield,\\nAnd brighter bliss of heaven.\\nRev. Timothy Dwight, 1800.\\nSO\u00c2\u00a9 C. M.\\n1 Happy the souls to Jesus joined,\\nAnd saved by grace alone;\\nWalking in all Thy ways, we find\\nOur heav n on earth begun.\\n2 The Church triumphant in Thy love,\\nTheir mighty joys we know\\nThey sing the Lamb in hymns above,\\nAnd we in hymns beiow.\\n221", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 Thee in Thy glorious realm they praise,\\nAnd bow before Thy throne,\\nWe in the kingdom of Thy grace:\\nThe kingdoms are but one.\\n4 The Holy to the Holiest leads;\\nFrom hence our spirits rise;\\nAnd he that in Thy statutes treads\\nShall meet Thee in the skies.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1745.\\n267 C. M.\\n1 O blessing rich, for sons of men\\nMembers of Christ to be,\\nJoined to the holy Son of God\\nIn wondrous unity.\\n2 O Jesus, our great Head Divine,\\nFrom whom most freely flow\\nThe streams of life and strength and warmth\\nTo all the frame below.\\n3 Keep us as members sound and whole\\nWithin Thy Body true\\nBuild us into a temple fair,\\nMeet stones in order due.\\n4 For one with God, O Jesus blest,\\nWe are, when one with Thee,\\nWith saints on earth and saints at rest\\nA glorious company.\\nHymnologia Christiana, 1863.\\n268 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n(Or to PleyePs Hymn.)\\n1 Children of the heav nly King,\\nAs ye journey, sweetly sing;\\nSing your Saviour s worthy praise,\\nGlorious in His works and ways.\\n222", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.\\n2 We are travelling home to God\\nIn the way the fathers trod;\\nThey are happy now, and we\\nSoon their happiness shall see.\\n3 Shout, ye little flock and blest;\\nYe on Jesus throne shall rest;\\nThere your seat is now prepared,\\nThere s your kingdom and reward.\\n4 Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,\\nZion s city is in sight;\\nThere our endless home shall be,\\nThere our Lord we soon shall see.\\n5 Fear not, brethren; joyful stand\\nOn the borders of your land\\nJesus Christ, your Father s Son,\\nBids you undismayed go on.\\n6 Lord, obediently we go,\\nGladly leaving all below;\\nOnly Thou our Leader be,\\nAnd we still will follow Thee.\\nRev. John Cennick. 1742.\\n269 C. M.\\n1 Come, let us join our friends above,\\nThat have obtained the prize,\\nAnd on the eagle wings of love\\nTo joy celestial rise.\\n2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing,\\nWith those to glory gone;\\nFor all the servants of our King,\\nIn earth and heaven, are one.\\n3 One family, we dwell in Him,\\nOne Church above, beneath:\\nThough now divided by the stream,\\nThe narrow stream of death.\\n223", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n4 One army of the living God,\\nTo His command we bow;\\nPart of His host has crossed the flood,\\nAnd part is crossing now.\\n5 His militant, embodied host,\\nWith wishful looks we stand,\\nAnd long to see that happy coast,\\nAnd reach that heavenly land.\\n6 E en now by faith we join our hands\\nWith those that went before,\\nAnd greet the blood-besprinkled bands\\nOn the eternal shore.\\n7 Lord Jesus, be our constant Guide,\\nAnd when the word is given,\\nBid the cold waves of death divide,\\nAnd land us all in heaven.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1759.\\n2TO 10. 10. 10. 4.\\n1 For all the saints who from their labors rest,\\nWho Thee by faith before the world confessed,\\nThy Name, O Jesus, be forever blest.\\nHallelujah!\\n2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and\\ntheir Might;\\nThou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought\\nfight;\\nThou, in the darkness drear, their one true Light.\\nHallelujah\\n3 O may Thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold,\\nFight as the saints, who nobly fought of old,\\nAnd win with them the victor s crown of gold.\\nHallelujah\\n224", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.\\n4 O blest communion, fellowship Divine!\\nWe feebly struggle, they in glory shine;\\nYet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine.\\nHallelujah\\n5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,\\nSteals on the ear the distant triumph-song,\\nAnd hearts are brave again, and arms are strong.\\nHallelujah!\\n6 The golden evening brightens in the west;\\nSoon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest;\\nSweet is the calm of Paradise the blest.\\nHallelujah!\\n7 But lo, there breaks a yet more glorious day\\nThe saints triumphant rise in bright array\\nThe King of Glory passes on His way.\\nHallelujah!\\n8 From earth s wide bounds, from ocean s far-\\nthest coast,\\nThrough gates of pearl streams in the countless\\nSing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, [host,\\nHallelujah\\nBishop William W. How, 1864.\\nS^Tl 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Who are these like stars appearing,\\nThese before God s throne who stand?\\nEach a golden crown is wearing;\\nWho are all this glorious band?\\nHallelujah hark, they sing,\\nPraising loud their heavenly King.\\n2 Who are these of dazzling brightness,\\nThese in God s ow T n truth arrayed,\\nClad in robes of purest whiteness,\\nRobes whose lustre ne er shall fade,\\nNe er be touched by time s rude hand?\\nWhence comes all this glorious band?\\n225", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 These are they who have contended\\nFor their Saviour s honor long,\\nWrestling on till life was ended,\\nFollowing not the sinful throng;\\nThese, who well the fight sustained,\\nTriumph through the Lamb have gained.\\n4 These are they whose hearts were riven,\\nSore with woe and anguish tried,\\nWho in prayer full oft have striven\\nWith the God they glorified;\\nNow, their painful conflict o er,\\nGod has bid them weep no more.\\n5 These like priests have watched and waited,\\nOffering up to Christ their will;\\nSoul and body consecrated,\\nDay and night they serve Him still\\nNow in God s most holy place\\nBlest they stand before His face.\\n6 Lo, the Lamb Himself now feeds them\\nOn Mount Zion s pastures fair;\\nFrom His central throne He leads them\\nBy the living fountains there;\\nLamb and Shepherd, Good Supreme,\\nFree He gives the cooling stream.\\nHeinrich T. Schenk, 1719.\\nTr. Frances E. Cox, 1841, 1864.\\na^sr 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Hark! the sound of holy voices,\\nChanting at the crystal sea,\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\nHallelujah, Lord to Thee!\\nMultitude which none can number,\\nLike the stars, in glory stands,\\nClothed in white apparel holding\\nPalms of vict ry in their hands.\\n226", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS.\\n2 They have come from tribulation,\\nAnd have washed their robes in blood,\\nWashed them in the blood of Jesus;\\nTried they were, and firm they stood\\nMocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented,\\nSawn asunder, slain with* sword,\\nThey have conquered death and Satan\\nBy the might of Christ the Lord.\\n3 Marching with Thy cross their banner,\\nThey have triumphed, following\\nThee the Captain of salvation,\\nThee their Saviour and their King;\\nGladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered,\\nGladly, Lord, with Thee they died,\\nAnd by death to life immortal\\nThey were born and glorified.\\n4 Now they reign in heavenly glory,\\nNow they walk in golden light,\\nNow they drink, as from a river,\\nHoly bliss and infinite:\\nLove and peace they taste forever,\\nAnd all truth and knowledge see\\nIn the beatific vision\\nOf the blessed Trinity.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth 1862.\\nS^3 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Through the night of doubt and sorrow,\\nOnward goes the pilgrim band,\\nSinging songs of expectation,\\nMarching to the promised land.\\nClear before us, through the darkness,\\nGleams and burns the guiding light\\nBrother clasps the hand of brother,\\nStepping fearless through the night.\\n227", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n2 One the light of God s own presence,\\nO er His ransomed people shed,\\nChasing far the gloom and terror,\\nBrightening all the path we tread:\\nOne the object of our journey,\\nOne the faith which never tires,\\nOne the earnest looking forward,\\nOne the hope our God inspires.\\n3 One the strain the lips of thousands\\nLift as from the the heart of one;\\nOne the conflict, one the peril,\\nOne the march in God begun:\\nOne the gladness of rejoicing\\nOn the far eternal shore,\\nWhere the One Almighty Father,\\nReigns in love forevermore.\\n4 Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers,\\nOnward, with the cross our aid;\\nBear its shame, and fight its battle,\\nTill we rest beneath its shade:\\nSoon shall come the great awaking,\\nSoon the rending of the tomb;\\nThen the scattering of all shadows,\\nAnd the end of toil and gloom.\\nBernhardt S. Ingemann, 1825.\\nTr. Rev. Sabine Baring- Gould, 1875.\\n274 L.M. 6 1.\\n1 The saints of God! Their conflict past,\\nAnd life s long battle won at last,\\nNo more they need the shield or sword,\\nThey cast them down before their Lord:\\nO happy saints forever blest,\\nAt Jesus feet how safe your rest\\n228", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "THE COMxMUNION OF SAINTS.\\n2 The saints of God! Their wanderings done,\\nNo more their weary course they run,\\nNo more they faint, no more they fall,\\nNo foes oppress, no fears appall\\nhappy saints forever blest,\\nIn that dear home how sweet your rest!\\n3 The saints of God! Lifes voyage o er,\\nSafe landed on that blissful shore,\\nNo stormy tempests now they dread,\\nNo roaring billows lift their head:\\nhappy saints forever blest.\\nIn that calm have* of your rest!\\n4 The saints of God their vigil keep\\nWhile yet their mortal bodies sleep,\\nTill from the dust they too shall rise\\nAnd soar triumphant to the skies:\\nhappy saints rejoice and sing\\nHe quickly comes, your Lord and King!\\n5 God of saints! To Thee we cry;\\nSaviour plead for us on high\\nHoly Ghost our Guide and Friend,\\nGrant us Thy grace till life shall end\\nThat with all saints our rest may be\\nIn that bright Paradise with Thee!\\nArchbishop William D. Maclagan, 1870.\\nS^S S. M.\\n1 what, if we are Christ s,\\nIn earthly shame or loss?\\nBright shall the crown of glory be\\nWhen we have borne the cross.\\n2 Keen was the trial once,\\nBitter the cup of woe,\\nWhen 1 martyred saints, baptized in blood,\\nChrist s sufferings shared below.\\n229", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 Bright is their glory now,\\nBoundless their joy above,\\nWhere, on the bosom of their God,\\nThey rest in perfect love.\\n4 Lord, may that grace be oars,\\nLike them in faith to bear\\nAll that of sorrow, grief or pain\\nMay be our portion here.\\n5 Enough, if Thou at last\\nThe word of blessing give,\\nAnd let us rest beneath Thy feet,\\nWhere saints and angels live.\\n6 All glory, Lord, to Thee,\\nWhom heaven and earth adore,\\nTo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nOne God forevermore.\\nRev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1852.\\nReformation and Home Missions.\\n276 S. M.\\n1 How beauteous are their feet,\\nWho stand on Zion s hill!\\nWho bring salvation on their tongues,\\nAnd words of peace reveal.\\n2 How charming is their voice!\\nHow sweet the tidings are!\\nZion, behold thy Saviour King;\\nHe reigns and triumphs here.\\n3 How happy are our ears,\\nThat hear this joyful sound,\\nThat kings and prophets waited fo*j\\nAnd sought but never found!\\n230", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n4 How blessed are our eyes,\\nThat see this heavenly light!\\nProphets and kings desired it long,\\nBut died without the sight.\\n5 The watchmen joined their voice,\\nAnd tuneful notes employ;\\nJerusalem breaks forth in songs,\\nAnd deserts learn the joy.\\n6 The Lord makes bare His arm\\nThrough all the earth abroad;\\nLet all the nations now behold\\nTheir Saviour and their God.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\nTT 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n(Or to Sanctuary.)\\n1 Hark the voice of Jesus crying,\\nWho will go and work to-day?\\nFields are Avhite and harvests waiting,\\nWho will bear the sheaves away?\\nLoud and long the Master calleth,\\nRich reward He offers thee;\\nWho will answer, gladly saying,\\nHere I am, send me, send me?\\n2 If you cannot cross the ocean,\\nAnd the heathen lands explore,\\nYou can find the heathen nearer,\\nYou can help them at your door;\\nIf you cannot give your thousands,\\nYou can give the widow s mite,\\nAnd the least you give to Jesus\\nWill be precious in His sight.\\n3 If you cannot speak like angels,\\nIf you cannot preach like Paul,\\nYou can tell the love of Jesus,\\nYou can eay He died for all.\\n231", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nIf you cannot rouse the wicked\\nWith the judgment s dread alarms,\\nYou can lead the little children\\nTo the Saviour s waiting arms.\\n4 Let none hear you idly saying,\\nThere is nothing I can do,\\nWhile the souls of men are dying,\\nAnd the Master calls for you.\\nTake the task He gives you gladly,\\nLet His work your pleasure be;\\nAnswer quickly when He calleth\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nHere am I, send me, send me.\\nRev. Daniel March, 1868.\\nT 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n(Or to Austrian Hymn.)\\n1 Goodly were thy tents, O Israel,\\nSpread along the river s side\\nBright thy star, which rose prophetic,\\nHerald of dominion wide:\\nFairer are the homes of freemen,\\nScattered o er our broad domain;\\nBrighter is our rising daystar,\\nUshering in a purer reign.\\n2 Welcome to the glorious freedom,\\nWhich our fathers hither brought;\\nWelcome to the priceless treasure\\nWhich with constant faith, they sought,\\nSee, from every nation gathering,\\nSwarming myriads throng our coasts,\\nHear, with steady steps advancing,\\nCeaseless tread of countless hosts.\\n3 God of nations! Our Preserver,\\nHear our prayers, our counsels bless;\\nLift o er all Thy radiant banner,\\nOn these souls Thy love impress;\\n232", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\nFrom Thy throne of boundless blessing,\\nO er oar land Thy Spirit pour;\\nIn the grandeur of Thine empire,\\nReign supreme from shore to shore!\\nRev. Samuel Wolcott, d., 1886.\\n279 8. 7. 8. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 7.\\n1 A mighty Fortress is our God,\\nA bulwark never failing;\\nOur Helper He, amid the flood\\nOf mortal ills prevailing.\\nFor still our ancient foe\\nDoth seek to work us woe;\\nHis craft and power are great,\\nAnd arm d with cruel hate,\\nOn earth where is his equal?\\n2 Did we in our own strength confide,\\nOur striving would be losing;\\nWere not the right man on our side,\\nThe man of God s own choosing:\\nDost ask who that may be\\nChrist Jesus, it is He;\\nLord Sabaoth His Name,\\nFrom age to age the same,\\nAnd He must win the battle.\\n3 And though this world, with devils filled,\\nShould threaten to undo us\\nWe will not fear, for God hath willed\\nHis truth to triumph through us\\nThe prince of darkness grim,\\nWe tremble not for him;\\nHis rage we can endure,\\nFor lo his doom is sure,\\nOne little word shall fell him.\\n233", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n4 That word above all earthly powers,\\nNo thanks to them, abideth;\\nThe spirit and the gifts are ours\\nThrough Him who with us sideth:\\nLet goods and kindred go,\\nThis mortal life also;\\nThe body they may kill:\\nGod s truth abideth still,\\nHis kingdom lasts forever.\\nMartin Luther, 1529.\\nTr. Rev. Frederick H. Hedge, 1853.\\nS^O L. M.\\n1 Look from Thy sphere of endless day\\nO God of mercy and of might!\\nIn pity look on those who stray,\\nBenighted in this land of light.\\n2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen,\\nIn crowded mart, by stream or sea,\\nHow many of the sons of men\\nHear not the message sent from Thee!\\n3 Send forth Thy Herald, Lord, to call\\nThe thoughtless young, the hardened old,\\nA scattered, homeless flock, till all\\nBe gathered to Thy peacefull fold.\\n4 Send them Thy mighty word to speak,\\nTill faith shall dawn, and doubt depart,\\nTo awe the bold, to stay the weak,\\nAnd bind and heal the broken heart.\\n5 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene,\\nThat makes us sadden as we gaze,\\nShall grow with living waters green,\\nAnd lift to heaven the voice of praise.\\nWilliam C. Bryant, 1865, a.\\n234", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\nSSI L. M.\\n1 Almighty God, whose only Son\\nO er sin and death the triumph won,\\nAnd ever lives to intercede\\nFor souls who Thy sweet mercy need.\\n2 In His dear Name to Thee we pray\\nFor all who err and go astray,\\nFor sinners, whersoe er they be,\\nWho do not serve and honor Thee.\\n3 And some within Thy sacred fold,\\nTo holy things are dead and cold,\\nAnd waste the precious hours of life\\nIn selfish ease, or toil, or strife;\\n4 And many a quickened soul within\\nThere lurks the secret love of sin,\\nA wayward will, or anxious fears,\\nOr lingering taint of bygone years:\\n5 give repentance true and deep\\nTo all Thy lost and wandering sheep,\\nAnd kindle in their hearts the fire\\nOf holy love and pure desire!\\nRev. Sir Henry W. Baker, 1868.\\n1 Z 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Father of all, from land and sea\\nThe nations sing, Thine, Lord, are we,\\nCountless in number, but in Thee\\nMay we be one.\\n2 Son of God, whose love so free\\nFor men did make Thee Man to be,\\nUnited to our God in Thee\\nMay we be one.\\n235", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 Thou, Lord, didst once for all atone:\\nThee may both Jew and Gentile own\\nOf their two walls the Corner-stone,\\nMaking them one.\\n4 Thou art the fountain of all good,\\nCleansing with Thy most precious blood,\\nAnd feeding us with angels food,\\nMaking us one.\\n5 Join high and low, join young and old,\\nIn love that never waxes cold:\\nUnder one Shepherd, in one Fold,\\nMake us all one.\\n6 O Spirit blest, who from above\\nCam st gently gliding like a dove,\\nCalm all our strife, give faith and love\\nO make us one!\\n7 O Trinity in Unity,\\nOne only God, in Persons Three,\\nDwell ever in our hearts; like Thee\\nMay we be one.\\n8 So, when the world shall pass away,\\nMay we awake with joy and say,\\nNow in the bliss of endless day\\nWe all are one.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1871.\\n283 L. M.\\n1 O Holy Ghost, Thou God of Peace,\\nPity Thy Church, now rent in twain\\nBid wrath, and strife and variance cease,\\nAnd let us all be one again;\\n2 One with our brethren here in love,\\nAnd one with saints that are at rest,\\nAnd one with angel hosts above,\\nAnd one with God forever blest.\\n236", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n3 make on earth all churches one,\\nOne with the blessed gone before,\\nAll knit in sweet communion,\\nTo love Thee, worship, and adore.\\n4 For one the Lord on whom we call,\\nThe Spirit one whom He hath given,\\nOne God and Father of us all,\\nOne Faith on earth, one Hope of heaven.\\nRev. Isaac Williams, 1842.\\n284 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n(Or to Bavaria.)\\n1 Call them in the poor, the wretched,\\nSin-stained wanderers from the fold;\\nPeace and pardon freely offer!\\nCan you weigh their worth with gold?\\nCall them in the weak, the weary,\\nLaden with the doom of sin;\\nBid them come and rest in Jesus!\\nHe is waiting: Call them in!\\n2 Call them in the Jew, the Gentile;\\nBid the stranger to the feast\\nCall them in the rich, the noble,\\nFrom the highest to the least.\\nForth the Father runs to meet them,\\nHe hath all their sorrows seen\\nRobe, and ring, and kiss of pardon,\\nWait the lost ones: Call them in!\\n3 Call them in the broken-hearted,\\nCowering neath the brand of shame:\\nSpeak love s message low and tender\\nTwas for sinners Jesus came.\\nSee the shadows lengthen round us,\\nSoon the day-dawn will begin\\nCan you leave them lost and lonely?\\nChrist is coming: Call them in!\\nAnna Shipton, 1862.\\n237", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nSTSS C. M.\\n1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went,\\nBy lane and cell obscure,\\nAnd let our treasures still be spent,\\nLike His, upon the poor.\\n2 Like Him, through scenes of deep distress,\\nWho bore the world s sad weight,\\nWe, in their gloomy loneliness\\nWould seek the desolate.\\n3 For Thou hast placed us side by side\\nIn this wide world of ill;\\nAnd that Thy followers may be tried,\\nThe poor are with us still.\\n4 Small are the offerings we can make;\\nYet Thou hast taught us, Lord,\\nIf given for the Saviour s sake,\\nThey loose not their reward.\\nRev. William Croswell, 1851.\\n286 7. 5. 7. 5.\\n1 Thine are all the gifts, O God,\\nThine the broken bread;\\nLet the naked feet be shod,\\nAnd the starving fed.\\n2 Let Thy children, by Thy grace,\\nGive as they abound,\\nTill the poor have breathing-space,\\nAnd the lost are found.\\n3 Wiser than the miser s hoards\\nIs* the giver s choice;\\nSweeter than the song of birds\\nIs the thankful voice.\\n238", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n4 Welcome smiles on faces sad\\nAs the flowers of spring;\\nLet the tender hearts be\\nWith the joy they bring.\\nJohn Greenleaf Whittier, 1878.\\n3 T C. M.\\n1 O still in accents sweet and strong\\nSounds forth the ancient word,\\nMore reapers for white harvest fields,\\nMore lab rers for the Lord!\\n2 We hear the call; in dreams no more\\nIn selfish ease we lie,\\nBut, girded for our Father s work,\\nGo forth beneath His sky.\\n3 Where prophet s word and martyrs blood,\\nAnd prayers of saints were sown,\\nWe, to their labors entering in,\\nWould reap where they have strown.\\n4 O Thou whose call our hearts hast stirred,\\nTo do Thy will we come;\\nThrust in our sickles at Thy word,\\nAnd bear our harvest home.\\nRev. Samuel Longfellow, 1864.\\nZ2 C. M.\\n1 Blest is the man whose softening heart\\nFeels all another s pain;\\nTo whom the supplicating eye\\nWas never raised in vain:\\n2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth,\\nA stranger s woes to feel\\nAnd bleeds in pity o er the wound\\nHe wants the power to heal.\\n239", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nHe spreads His kind supporting arms\\nTo every child of grief;\\nHis secret bounty largely flows,\\nAnd brings unasked relief.\\n4 To gentle offices of love\\nHis feet are never slow;\\nHe views, through mercy s melting eye,\\nA brother in a foe.\\n5 Peace from the bosom of his God,\\nThe Saviour s grace shall give;\\nAnd, when he kneels before the throne,\\nHis trembling soul shall live.\\nAnna L. Barbauld 1772.\\nS^O C. M,\\n1 The Lord will come, and not be slow;\\nHis footsteps cannot err;\\nBefore Him Eighteousness shall go,\\nHis royal harbinger.\\n2 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed,\\nNow joyfully are met;\\nSweet Peace and Eighteousness have kissed,\\nAnd hand in hand are set.\\n3 Truth from the earth, like to a flower,\\nShall bud and blossom then,\\nAnd Justice, from her heavenly bower,\\nLook down on mortal men.\\n4 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God!\\nThee honor and adore\\nWith my whole heart; and sound abroad\\nThy Name forevermore!\\nJohn Milton, 1674.\\n240", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n290 L. M.\\n1 Lord, speak to me, that I may speak\\nIn living echoes of Thy tone;\\nAs Thou hast sought, so let me seek\\nThy erring children lost and lone.\\n2 O lead me, Lord, that I may lead\\nThe wandering and the wavering feet;\\nfeed me, Lord, that I may feed\\nThy hungering ones with manna sweet.\\n3 O strengthen me, that, while I stand\\nFirm on the rock, and strong in Thee,\\n1 may stretch out a loving hand\\nTo wrestlers with the troubled sea.\\n4 O teach me, Lord, that I may teach\\nThe precious things Thou dost impart;\\nAnd wing my words, that they may reach\\nThe hidden depths of many a heart.\\n5 give Thine own sweet rest to me,\\nThat I may speak with soothing power\\nA word in season, as from Thee,\\nTo weary ones in needful hour.\\n6 O use me, Lord, use even me,\\nJust as Thou wilt, and when, and where,\\nUntil Thy blessed face I see,\\nThy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share.\\nFrances R. Havergal, 1872.\\nSOI L. M.\\n1 Great God of Abra am! hear our prayer,\\nLet Abra am s seed Thy mercy share.\\nO may they now, at length, return,\\nAnd look on Him they pierced, and mourn.\\n241", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n2 Though outcasts still, estranged from Thee,\\nCut off from their own olive tree,\\nWhy should they longer such remain?\\nFor Thou canst graft them in again.\\n3 Lord, put Thy law within their hearts,\\nAnd write it in their inward parts;\\nThe veil of darkness rend in two\\nWhich hides Messiah from their view.\\n4 O haste the day, foretold so long,\\nWhen Jew and Greek a glorious throng\\nOur house shall seek, our prayer shall pour,\\nAnd one Redeemer shall adore.\\nThomas Cotterill, 1819.\\nL. M.\\n1 It may not be our lot to wield\\nThe sickle in the harvest field;\\nNot ours to hear, on summer eves,\\nThe reaper s song among the sheaves.\\n2 Yet ours the grateful service whence\\nComes, day by day, the recompense;\\nThe hope, the trust, the purpose stayed,\\nThe fountain, and the noonday shade.\\n3 And were this life the utmost span,\\nThe only end and aim of man,\\nBetter the toil of fields like these\\nThen waking dreams and slothful ease.\\n4 But life, though falling like our grain,\\nLike that revives and springs again;\\nAnd, early called, how blest are they\\nWho wait, in heaven, their harvest day!\\nJohn Greenleaf Whittier, 1892.\\n242", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n293 8, 7. 8. 7. D.\\n(Or to Esther.)\\n1 If you cannot on the ocean\\nSail among the swiftest fleet,\\nRocking on the highest billows,\\nLaughing at the storms you meet,\\nYou can stand among the sailors,\\nAnchored yet within the bay,\\nYou can lend a hand to help them,\\nAs they launch their boat away.\\n2 If you are too weak to journey\\nUp the mountain steep and high,\\nYou can stand within the valley,\\nWhile the multitude go by;\\nYou can chant in happy, measure,\\nAs they slowly pass along;\\nThough they may forget the singer,\\nThey will not forget the song.\\n3 If you have not gold and silver\\nEver ready to command;\\nIf you cannot toward the needy\\nReach an ever open hand,\\nYou can visit the afflicted,\\nO er the erring you can weep;\\nYou can be a true disciple\\nSitting at the Saviour s feet.\\n4 If you cannot in the harvest\\nGarner up the richest sheaf,\\nMany a grain, both ripe and golden,\\nWill the careless reapers leave;\\nGo and glean among the briers,\\nGrowing rank against the wall,\\nFor it may be that the shadow\\nHides the heaviest wheat of all.\\nMrs. Ellen H. Gates.\\n243", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n294 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Cast thy bread upon the waters,\\nThinking not tis thrown away;\\nGod Himself saith, thou shalt gather\\nIt again some future day.\\nCast thy bread upon the waters\\nWildly though the billows roll,\\nThey but aid thee as thou toilest\\nTruth to spread from pole to pole.\\n2 As the seed, by billows floated,\\nTo some distant island lone,\\nSo to human souls benighted,\\nThat thou flingest may be borne.\\nCast thy bread upon the waters;\\nWhy wilt thou still doubting stand?\\nBountepus shall- God send the harvest,\\nIf thou sowest with liberal hand.\\nMrs. P. A. Hanaford.\\n295 S. M.\\n1 We give Thee but Thine own,\\nWhatever the gift may be:\\nAll that we have is Thine alone,\\nA trust, O Lord, from Thee.\\n2 May we Thy bounties thus\\nAs stewards true receive,\\nAnd gladly, as Thou blessest us,\\nTo Thee our first-fruits give.\\n3 O, hearts are bruised and dead,\\nAnd homes are bare and cold,\\nAnd lambs for whom the Saviour bled,\\nAre straying from the fold.\\n4 To comfort and to bless,\\nTo find a balm for woe,\\nTo tend the lone and fatherless\\nIs angels work below.\\n244", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n5 The captive to release,\\nTo God the lost to bring.\\nTo teach the way of life and peace,\\nIt is a Christ-like thing.\\n6 And we believe Thy word,\\nThough dim our faith may be\\nWhatever for Thine we do, Lord,\\nWe do it unto Thee.\\nBishop William W. How, 1858.\\n296 S. M.\\n1 Revive Thy work, O Lord,\\nThy mighty arm make bare\\nSpeak with the voice that wakes the dead,\\nAnd make Thy people hear.\\n2 Revive Thy work, O Lord,\\nDisturb this sleep of death\\nQuickening the smouldering embers now\\nBy Thine almighty breath.\\n3 Revive Thy work, Lord,\\nCreate soul-thirst for Thee;\\nAnd hungering for the Bread of Life\\nmay our spirits be.\\n4 Revive Thy work, O Lord,\\nExalt Thy precious Name;\\nAnd, by the Holy Ghost, our love\\nFor Thee and thine inflame.\\n5 Revive Thy work, Lord,\\nGive pentecostal showers\\nThe glory shall be all Thine own,\\nThe blessing, Lord, be ours.\\nAlbert Midlane, 1858.\\n245", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n297 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Soldiers of the cross, arise,\\nGird you with your armor bright;\\nMighty are your enemies,\\nHard the battle ye must fight.\\n2 O er a faithless fallen world\\nEaise your banner in the sky;\\nLet it float there wide unfurled;\\nBear it onward; lift it high.\\n3 Mid the homes of want and woe,\\nStrangers to the living word,\\nLet the Saviour s herald go,\\nLet the voice of hope be heard.\\n4 Where the shadows deepest lie,\\nCarry truth s unsullied ray;\\nWhere are crimes of blackest dye,\\nThere the saving sign display.\\n5 To the weary and the worn\\nTell of realms where sorrows cease;\\nTo the outcast and forlorn\\nSpeak of mercy and of peace.\\n6 Guard the helpless, seek the strayed;\\nComfort troubles; banish grief;\\nIn the might of God arrayed,\\nScatter sin and unbelief.\\n7 Be the banner still unfurled,\\nStill unsheathed the Spirit s -sword\\nTill the kingdoms of the world\\nAre the kingdom of the Lord.\\nBishop William W. How, 1854.\\n246", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n\u00c2\u00a3TO^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 8\\n1 Saints of God! the dawn is brightening,\\nToken of our coming Lord;\\nO er the earth the field is whitening;\\nLouder rings the Master s word,\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nPray for reapers, pray for reapers,\\nIn the harvest of the Lord.\\n2 Now, o Lord! fulfill Thy pleasure,\\nBreathe upon Thy chosen band,\\nAnd, with pentecostal measure,\\nSend forth reapers o er our land,\\nFaithful reapers, faithful reapers,\\nGathering sheaves for Thy right hand.\\n3 Broad the shadow of our nation,\\nEager millions hither roam\\nLo they wait for Thy salvation\\nCome, Lord Jesus! quicklv come!\\nBy Thy Spirit, by Thy Spirit,\\nBring Thy ransomed people home.\\n4 Soon shall end the time of weeping,\\nSoon the reaping time will come,\\nKeaven and earth together keeping\\nGod s eternal Harvest Home;\\nSaints and angels! saints and angels!\\nShout the world s great Harvest Home.\\nMrs. Mary Maxwell, 1849.\\nSO\u00c2\u00a9 11. 10. 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Eescue the perishing, care for the dying,\\nSnatch them in pity from sin and the grave;\\nWeep o er the erring one, lift up the fallen,\\nTell them of Jesus the mighty to save.\\nBefrain\\nRescue the perishing, care for the dying:\\nJesus is merciful, Jesus will save.\\n247", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n2 Though they are slighting Him, still He is\\nwaiting,\\nWaiting the penitent child to receive:\\nPlead with them earnestly, plead with them\\ngently\\nHe will forgive if they only believe. Bef.\\n3 Down in the human heart, crushed by the\\ntempter,\\nFeelings lie buried that grace can restore;\\nTouched by a loving hand, wakened by kindness,\\nChords that were broken will vibrate once more.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094Bef.\\n4 Eescue the perishing, duty demands it;\\nStrength for thy labor the Lord will provide;\\nBack to the narrow way patiently win them;\\nTell the poor wand rer a Saviour has died. Bef.\\nFrances Jane Van Alstyne, 1870.\\nSOO 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Come, gracious Saviour, manifest Thy glory,\\nAnd let Thy light nings shine from east to west,\\nO by Thine anguish neath the olives hoary,\\nTake us, Thy people, to Thy promised rest.\\nBef rain.\\nCome blessed Jesus,\\nCome, come, we pray;\\nBanish the darkness\\nAnd bring the glorious day.\\n2 Our eyes are weary watching for Thy coming,\\nWatching through glare of noon and gloom of\\nnight\\nHoping the morn may bring Thee, or the gloaming\\nMay see Thee bursting on our happy sight. Bef.\\n248", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "REFORMATION AND HOME MISSIONS.\\n3 How long shall stay the bitter strife and sorrow,\\nAnd wrong have triumph o er the true and right?\\ncome, and coming, bring the better morrow,\\nWhose noon shall never darken into night. Bef.\\n4 Come, gracious Lord, our longing souls to\\nArise O Son of Eighteousness, arise [gladden\\nLet hope deferred our hearts no longer sadden,\\nBut turn to songs our sorrows and our sighs. Bef.\\n5 O come and cheer the eyes all dim with weeping,\\nBanish the sin, the sorrow, and the strife\\nLet those who sow in tears now have their reaping,\\nTheir golden harvest sheaves of light and life.\\nBef.\\n6 Then shall we worship Thee with joy and\\nsinging,\\nAnd laud Thy Name all other names above;\\nThe world throughout with praises shall be\\nringing,\\nAnd we shall swell the triumphs of Thy love. Bef.\\nRev. Charles D. Bell, 1882.\\n301 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 0, he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken\\nThe holier worship, which God deigns to bless,\\nRestores the lost, and heals the spirit broken,\\nAnd feeds the widow and the fatherless.\\n2 Then, brother man, fold to thy heart thy\\nbrother\\nFor where love dwells, the peace of God is there\\nTo worship rightly is to love each other;\\nEach smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.\\n3 Follow, with reverent steps, the great example\\nOf Him whose holy work was doing good\\nSo shall the wide earth seem our Father s temple,\\nEach loving life a psalm of gratitude.\\n249", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n4 Thus shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangor\\nOf wild war music o er the earth shall cease;\\nLove shall tread out the baleful fires of anger,\\nAnd in its ashes plant the tree of peace.\\nJohn Greenleaf Whittier, 1807\u00e2\u0080\u00941892.\\nForeign Missions.\\n302 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n(Or to Corinth.)\\n1 O er the gloomy hills of darkness\\nCheered by no celestial ray,\\nSun of Eighteousness, arising,\\nBring the bright, the glorious day;\\nSend the gospel, send the gospel\\nTo the earth s remotest bounds.\\n2 Let the Indian, let the Negro,\\nLet the rude barbarian see\\nThat divine and glorious conquest,\\nOnce obtained on Calvary;\\nLet the gospel, let the gospel,\\nWide resound from pole to pole.\\n3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,\\nGrant them, Lord, the glorious light,\\nAnd from eastern coast to western\\nMay the morning chase the night;\\nAnd redemption, and redemption,\\nFreely purchased, win the day.\\n4 May the glorious day approaching\\nThine eternal Love proclaim,\\nAnd the everlasting gospel\\nSpread abroad Thy holy Name,\\nO er the borders, o er the borders\\nOf the great Emmanuel s land.\\n250", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n5 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel,\\nWin and conquer, never cease;\\nMay thy lasting, wide dominions\\nMultiply and still increase;\\nSway Thy sceptre, sway Thy sceptre,\\nSaviour, all the world around.\\nRev. William Williams, 1772.\\n303 8.7.8.7.8.7.\\n1 Oh the mountain s tops appearing,\\nLo the sacred herald stands\\nWelcome news to Zion bearing,\\nZion long in hostile lands,\\nMourning captive, mourning captive,\\nGod Himself shall loose thy bands.\\n2 Has thy night been long and mournful?\\nHave thy friends unfaithful proved?\\nHave thy -foes been proud and scornful,\\nBy thy sighs and tears unmoved?\\nCease thy mourning, cease thy mourning\\nZion still is well beloved.\\n3 God, thy God, will now restore thee;\\nHe Himself appears thy Friend;\\nAll thy foes shall flee before thee;\\nHere their boasts and triumphs end:\\nGreat deliverance, great deliverance\\nZion s King vouchsafes to send.\\n4 Enemies no more shall trouble;\\nAll thy wrongs shall be redressed;\\nFor thy shame thou shalt have double,\\nIn thy Maker s favor blessed;\\nAll thy conflicts, all thy conflicts\\nEnd in everlasting rest.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1802.\\n251", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n304 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 From Greenland s icy mountains,\\nFrom India s coral strand,\\nWhere Afric s sunny fountains\\nEoll down their golden sand,\\nFrom many an ancient river,\\nFrom many a palmy plain,\\nThey call us to deliver\\nTheir land from error s chain.\\nt\\n2 What though the spicy breezes\\nBlow soft o er Ceylon s isle;\\nThough every prospect pleases,\\nAnd only man is vile;\\nIn vain with lavish kindness\\nThe gifts of God are strown;\\nThe heathen in his blindness\\nBows down to wood and stone.\\n3 Can we, whose souls are lighted\\nWith wisdom from on high,\\nCan we to men benighted\\nThe lamp of life deny?\\nSalvation! O Salvation!\\nThe joyful sound proclaim,\\nTill each remotest nation\\nHas learnt Messiah s Name.\\n4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,\\nAnd you, ye waters, roll,\\nTill like a sea of glory\\nIt spread from pole to pole;\\nTill o er our ransomed nature\\nThe Lamb for sinners slain,\\nRedeemer, King, Creator,\\nIn bliss returns to reign.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1819.\\n252", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n305 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 When shall the voice of singing\\nFlow joyfully along?\\nWhen hill and valley, ringing\\nWith one triumphant song,\\nProclaim the contest ended,\\nAnd Him, who once was slain,\\nAgain to earth descended,\\nIn righteousness to reign?\\n2 Then from the craggy mountains\\nThe sacred shout shall fly;\\nAnd shady vales and fountains\\nShall echo the reply:\\nHigh tower and lowly dwelling\\nShall send the chorus round,\\nAll hallelujah swelling\\nIn one eternal sound.\\nJames Edmeston, 1822, alt.\\n306 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 The morning light is breaking,\\nThe darkness disappears;\\nThe sons of earth are waking\\nTo penitential tears\\nEach breeze that sweeps the ocean\\nBrings tidings from afar\\nOf nations in commotion,\\nPrepared for Zion s war.\\n2 Rich dews of grace come o er us\\nIn many a gentle shower;\\nAnd brighter scenes before us\\nAre opening every hour:\\nEach cry to heaven going\\nAbundant answer brings\\nAnd heavenly gales are blowing,\\nWith peace upon their wings.\\n253", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 See heathen nations bending\\nBefore the God we love,\\nAnd thousand hearts ascending\\nIn gratitude above;\\nWhile sinners, now confessing,\\nThe gospel call obey,\\nAnd seek the Saviour s blessing,\\nA nation in a day.\\n4 Blest river of salvation,\\nPursue thy onward way;\\nFlow thou to every nation,\\nNor in thy richness stay:\\nStay not till all the lowly\\nTriumphant reach their home;\\nStay not till all the holy\\nProclaim The Lord is come.\\nRev. Samuel F. Smith, 1832.\\n30T 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Roll on, thou mighty ocean,\\nAnd, as thy billows flow,\\nBear messengers of mercy\\nTo every land below.\\nArise, ye gales, and waft them\\nSafe to the destined shore;\\nThat man may sit in darkness,\\nAnd death s black shade no more.\\n2 O Thou eternal Euler,\\nWho holdest in Thine arm\\nThe tempests of the ocean,\\nProtect them from all harm!\\nThy presence, Lord, be with them,\\nWherever they may be;\\nThough far from us, who love them,\\nStill let them be with Thee.\\nJames Edmeston, 1820.\\n254", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n0 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Watchman, tell us of the night,\\nWhat its signs of promise are,\\nTraveller, o er yon mountain s height\\nSee that glory-beaming star!\\nWatchman, does its beauteous ray\\nAught of hope or joy foretell?\\nTraveller, yes; it brings the day,\\nPromised day of Israel.\\n2 Watchman, tell us of the night;\\nHigher yet that star ascends.\\nTraveller, blessedness and light,\\nPeace and truth its course portends.\\nWatchman, will its beams alone\\nGild the spot that gave them birth?\\nTraveller, ages are its own;\\nSee, it bursts o er all the earth!\\n3 Watchman, tell us of the night,\\nFor the morning seems to dawn.\\nTraveller, darkness takes its flight,\\nDoubt and terror are withdrawn.\\nWatchman, let thy wanderings cease;\\nHie thee to thy quiet home!\\nTraveller, lo, the Prince of Peace,\\nLo, the Son of God is come!\\nSir John Bowring, 1825.\\n309 7. 7.7. 7. D.\\n1 Hark the song of Jubilee,\\nLoud as mighty thunders roar,\\nOr the fullness of the sea,\\nWhen it breaks upon the shore:\\nHallelujah for the Lord\\nGod Omnipotent shall reign\\nHallelujah let the word\\nEcho round the earth and main.\\n255", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n2 Hallelujah! Hark the sound,\\nFrom the centre to the skies,\\nWakes above, beneath, around,\\nAll creation s harmonies:\\nSee Jehovah s banner furled;\\nSheathed His sword He speaks tis done,\\nAnd the kingdoms of this world\\nAre the kingdoms of His Son.\\n3 He shall reign from pole to pole\\nWith illimitable sway;\\nHe shall reign, when like a scroll,\\nYonder heavens have passed away;\\nThen the end; beneath His rod,\\nMan s last enemy shall fall;\\nHallelujah! Christ in God,\\nGod in Christ, is All in all.\\nJames Montgomery, 1818.\\n310 10.K). 10. 10.\\n1 Eise, crowned with light imperial Salem rise!\\nExalt thy tow ring head, and lift thine eyes;\\nSee heav n its sparkling portals wide display,\\nAnd break upon thee in a flood of day.\\n2 See a long race Thy precious courts adorn,\\nSee future sons and daughters yet unborn,\\nIn crowding ranks on every side arise\\nDemanding life, impatient for the skies.\\n3 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend,\\nWalk in thy light, and in thy temple bend;\\nSee thy bright altars, thronged with prostrate\\nkings,\\nWhile every land its joyous tribute brings.\\n4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay,\\nKocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away,\\nBut fixed His word, His saving power remains;\\nThy realms shall last, thy own Messiah reigns.\\nAlexander Pope, 1712.\\n256", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n311 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Pour blessed Gospel, glorious news of man!\\nThy stream of life o er springless deserts roll:\\nThy bond of peace the mighty earth can span,\\nAnd make one brotherhood from pole to pole.\\n2 On, piercing Gospel, on! of every heart\\nIn every latitude, thou ownst the key:\\nFrom their dull slumbers savage souls shall start,\\nWith all their treasures first unlocked by Thee.\\n3 Spread, mighty Gospel, spread thy soaring wings\\nGather thy scattered ones from every land\\nCall home the wanderers to the King of kings\\nProclaim them all thine own; tis Christ s com-\\nmand\\nRev. Caleb Ashworth, 1774.\\n312 L. M.\\n1 Fling out the banner! let it float\\nSkyward and seaward, high and wide;\\nThe sun, that lights its shining folds,\\nThe cross on which the Saviour died.\\n2 Fling out the banner! angels bend\\nIn anxious silence o er the sign,\\nAnd vainly seek to comprehend\\nThe wonder of the love Divine.\\n3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands\\nShall see from far the glorious sight,\\nAnd nations, crowding to be born,\\nBaptize their spirits in its light.\\n4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls,\\nThat sink and perish in the strife,\\nShall touch in faith its radiant hem,\\nAnd spring immortal into life.\\n257", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n5 Fling out the banner! let it float\\nSkyward and seaward, high and wide,\\nOur glory, only in the cross;\\nOur only hope, the Crucified!\\n6 Fling out the banner! wide and high,\\nSeaward and skyward, let it shine:\\nNor skill, nor might, nor merit ours\\nWe conquer only in that sign.\\nBishop George W. Doane, 1848.\\n313 L. M.\\n1 O Christ, our true and only Light,\\nIllumine those who sit in night;\\nLet those afar now hear Thy voice,\\nAnd in Thy fold with us rejoice.\\n2 And all who else have strayed from Thee,\\nO gently seek; Thy healing be\\nTo every wounded conscience given;\\nAnd let them also share Thy heaven.\\n3 O make the deaf to hear Thy word;\\nAnd teach the dumb to speak, dear Lord,\\nWho dare not yet the faith avow,\\nThough secretly they hold it now.\\n4 Shine on the darkened and the cold\\nEecall the wanderers from Thy fold;\\nUnite those now who work apart;\\nConfirm the weak and doubting heart:\\n5 So they with us may evermore\\nSuch grace with wondering thanks adore,\\nAnd endless praise to Thee be given\\nBy all the Church in earth and heaven.\\nJohann Heermann, 1630.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858.\\n258", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n314\u00c2\u00a3 L. M.\\n(Or to Duke Street.)\\n1 Jesus shall reign where er the sun\\nDoes his successive journeys run;\\nHis kingdom stretch from shore to shore,\\nTill moons shall wax and wane no more.\\n2 For Him shall endless prayer be made,\\nAnd praises throng to crown His head;\\nHis Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise\\nWith every morning sacrifice;\\n3 People and realms of every tongue\\nDwell on His love with sweetest song;\\nAnd infant voices shall proclaim\\nTheir early blessings on His Name.\\n4 Blessings abound where er He reigns;\\nThe prisoner leaps to lose his chains,\\nThe weary find eternal rest,\\nAnd all the sons of want are blest.\\n5 Where He displays His healing power\\nDeath and the curse are known no more;\\nIn Him the tribes of Adam boast\\nMore blessings than their father lost.\\n6 Let every creature rise and bring\\nPeculiar honors to our King.\\nAngels descend with songs again,\\nAnd earth repeat the loud Amen.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n315 L. M.\\n1 Great God, whose universal sway\\nThe known and unknown worlds obey,\\nNow give the kingdom to Thy Son,\\nExtend His power, exalt His throne.\\n259", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0271.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n2 With power He vindicates the just,\\nAnd treads th oppressor in the dust\\nHis worship and His fear shall last,\\nTill hours, and years, and time be past.\\n3 As rain on meadows newly mown,\\nSo shall He send His influence down;\\nHis grace on fainting souls distils,\\nLike heavenly dew on thirsty hills.\\n4 The heathen lands, that lie beneath\\nThe shades of overspreading death,\\nRevive at His first dawning light,\\nAnd deserts blossom at the sight.\\n5 The saints shall flourish in His days,\\nDressed in the robes of joy and praise;\\nPeace, like a river from His throne,\\nShall flow to nations yet unknown.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n316 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Saviour, sprinkle many nations,\\nFruitful let Thy sorrows be;\\nBy Thy pains and consolations\\nDraw the Gentiles unto Thee.\\nOf Thy cross the wondrous story,\\nBe it to the nation told;\\nLet them see Thee in Thy glory\\nAnd Thy mercy manifold.\\n2 Far and wide, though all unknowing,\\nPants for Thee each mortal breast;\\nHuman tears for Thee are flowing,\\nHuman hearts in Thee would rest,\\nThirsting, as for dews of even,\\nAs the new-mown grass for rain;\\nThee they seek, as God of heaven,\\nThee as Man for sinners slain.\\n260", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0272.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n3 Saviour, lo! the isles are waiting,\\nStretched the hand,- and strained the sight,\\nFor Thy Spirit, new creating\\nLove s pure flame and wisdom s light.\\nGive the word and of the preacher\\nSpeed the foot, and touch the tongue,\\nTill on earth by every creature\\nGlory to the Lamb be sung.\\nBishop A. Cleveland Cope, 1851.\\n317 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Thou, whose almighty word\\nChaos and darkness heard,\\nAnd took their flight,\\nHear us, we humbly pray;\\nAnd, where the gospel s day\\nSheds not its glorious ray,\\nLet there be light.\\n2 Thou, who didst come to bring\\nOn Thy redeeming wing\\nHealing and sight,\\nHealth to the sick in mind,\\nSight to the inly blind,\\nO now to all mankind\\nLet there be light.\\n3 Spirit of truth and love,\\nLife-giving, holv Dove,\\nSpeed forth Thy flight\\nMove o er the waters face\\nBearing the lamp of grace,\\nAnd in earth s darkest place\\nLet there be light.\\n4 Holy and blessed Three,\\nGlorious Trinity,\\nWisdom, Love, Might!\\n261", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0273.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\nBoundless as ocean s tide\\nBoiling in fullest pride\\nThrough the world, far and wide,\\nLet there be light.\\nRev. John Marriott, c. 1813.\\n318 L. M.\\n1 The heav ns declare Thy glory, Lord!\\nIn ev ry star Thy wisdom shines\\nBut, when our eyes behold Thy word,\\nWe read Thy Name in fairer lines.\\n2 The rolling sun, the changing light,\\nAnd nights and days Thy power confess;\\nBut the blest volume Thou hast writ\\nEeveals Thy justice and Thy grace.\\n3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise\\nBound the whole earth, and never stand;\\nSo, when Thy truth began its race,\\nIt touched and glanced on every land.\\n4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest,\\nTill through the world Thy truth has run,\\nTill Christ has all the nation blessed,\\nThat see the light, or feel the sun.\\n5 Great Sun of Bighteousness, arise!\\nO bless the world with heavenly light!\\nThy gospel makes the simple wise:\\nThy laws are pure, Thy judgments right.\\n6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,\\nIn souls renewed and sins forgiven:\\nLord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,\\nAnd make Thy word my guide to heaven.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n262", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0274.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n319 L. M.\\n1 Assembled at Thy great command,\\nBefore Thy face, dread King, we stand;\\nThe voice that marshaled every star,\\nHas called Thy people from afar.\\n2 We meet, through distant lands to spread\\nThe truth for which the martyrs bled;\\nAlong the line, to either pole,\\nThe thunder of Thy praise to roll.\\n3 Our prayers assist, accept our praise,\\nOur hopes revive, our courage raise;\\nOur counsels aid; to each impart\\nThe single eye, the faithful heart.\\n4 Forth with Thy chosen heralds come,\\nEecall the wandering spirits home\\nFrom Zion s mount send forth the sound,\\nTo spread the spacious earth around.\\nRev. William B. Colly er, 1812.\\n320 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 And is the time approaching,\\nBy prophets long foretold,\\nWhen all shall dwell together,\\nOne Shepherd and one fold?\\nShall ev ry idol perish,\\nTo moles and bats be thrown?\\nAnd ev ry prayer be offered\\nTo God in Christ alone?\\n2 Shall Jew and Gentile meeting\\nFrom many a distant shore,\\nAround one altar kneeling,\\nOne common Lord adore?\\nShall all that now divides us\\nRemove, and pass away\\nLike shadows of the morning\\nBefore the blaze of day?\\n263", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0275.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "THE CHURCH OF CHRIST.\\n3 Shall all that now unites us\\nMore sweet and lasting prove,\\nA closer bond of union\\nIn a blest land of love?\\nShall war be learned no longer?\\nShall strife and tumult cease?\\nAll earth His blessM kingdom,\\nThe Lord and Prince of Peace.\\n4 O long-expected dawning,\\nCome with thy cheering ray;\\nWhen shall the morning brighten,\\nThe shadows flee away?\\nO sweet anticipation\\nIt cheers the watchers on\\nTo pray, and hope, and labor,\\nTill the dark night be gone.\\nJane Borthwick, 1859.\\n321 L. M.\\n1 Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!\\nPut on Thy strength the nations shake\\nAnd let the world adoring see\\nTriumphs of mercy wrought by Thee.\\n2 Say to the heathen from Thy Throne,\\nI am Jehovah, God alone:\\nThy voice their idols shall confound,\\nAnd cast their altars to the ground.\\n3 Let Zion s time of favor come;\\nO bring the tribes of Israel home;\\nAnd let our wondering eyes behold\\nGentiles and Jews in Jesus fold.\\n4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim\\nIn every clime, of every name\\nLet adverse powers before Thee fall,\\nAnd crown the Saviour Lord of all.\\nWilliam Shrubsole, 1795.\\n264", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0276.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "FOREIGN MISSIONS.\\n322 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Thy kingdom come, O God!\\nThy rule, O Christ, begin!\\nBreak with Thy iron rod\\nThe tyrannies of sin!\\n2 Where is Thy reign of peace,\\nAnd purity, and love?\\nWhen shall all hatred cease,\\nAs in the realms above?\\n3 When comes the promised time\\nThat war shall be no more,\\nOppression, lust, and crime\\nShall flee Thy face before?\\n4 We pray Thee, Lord, arise,\\nAnd come in Thy great might\\nRevive our longing eyes,\\nWhich languish for Thy sight.\\n5 O er heathen lands afar\\nThick darkness broodeth yet\\nArise, O morning Star,\\nArise, and never set.\\nRev. Lewis Hensley, 1867.\\nIV. THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nThe Word of God.\\n323 C. M. D.\\n1 There is a book, who runs may read,\\nWhich heav nly truth imparts,\\nAnd all the love its scholars need,\\nPure eyes and Christian hearts.\\nThe works of God, above, below,\\nWithin us and around,\\nAre pages in that book to show\\nHow God Himself is found.\\n265", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0277.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n2 The glorious sky, embracing all,\\nIs like the Maker s love,\\nWherewith encompassed great and small\\nIn peace and order move.\\nThe moon above, the Church below,\\nA wondrous race they run;\\nBut all their radiance, all their glow,\\nEach borrows of its sun.\\n3 The Saviour lends the light and heat\\nThat crowns His holy hill\\nThe saints, like stars, around His seat\\nPerform their courses still.\\nThe dew of heaven is like Thy grace,\\nIt steals in silence down;\\nBut, where it lights, the favored place\\nBy richest fruits is known.\\n4 One Name above all glorious names,\\nWith its ten thousand tongues,\\nThe everlasting sea proclaims,\\nEchoing angelic songs.\\nThe raging fire, the roaring wind,\\nThy boundless power display;\\nBut in the gentler breeze we find\\nThe Spirit s viewless way.\\n5 Two worlds are ours; tis only sin\\nForbids us to descry\\nThe mystic heaven and earth within,\\nPlain as the sea and sky\\nThou, who hast given me eyes to see\\nAnd love this sight so fair,\\nGive me a heart to find out Thee\\nAnd read Thee everywhere.\\nRev. John Keble, 1827.\\n324 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy bible, book Divine,\\nPrecious treasure, thou art mine\\nMine to tell me whence I came;\\nMine to teach me what I am.\\n266", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0278.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n2 Mine to chide me when I rove\\nMine to show a Saviour s love\\nMine art thou to guide my feet,\\nMine to judge, condemn, acquit;\\n3 Mine to comfort in distress,\\nIf the Holy Spirit bless\\nMine to show by living faith,\\nMan can triumph over death\\n4 Mine to tell of joys to come,\\nAnd the rebel sinner s doom\\nHoly bible, book Divine,\\nPrecious treasure, thou art mine.\\nJohn Burton, 1805.\\n3^ L. M.\\n1 Lord, keep us steadfast in Thy word:\\nCurb those who fain by craft or sword\\nWould wrest the kingdom from Thy Son,\\nAnd set at naught all He hath done.\\n2 Lord Jesus Christ, Thy power make known\\nFor Thou art Lord of lords alone\\nDefend Thy Christendom, that we\\nMay evermore sing praise to Thee.\\n3 O Comforter, of priceless worth,\\nSend peace and unity on earth,\\nSupport us in our final strife,\\nAnd lead us out of death to life.\\nMartin Luther, 1541.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1862.\\n326 4.4.7.4.4.7.\\n1 I trust the Lord;\\nL T pon His word\\nI rest mv soul s well-being;\\nMy walk with Thee,\\nLord, here must be\\nBy faith and not by seeing.\\n267", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0279.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nThy word is sure;\\nMay it secure\\nMy confidence forever!\\nLet reason s pride\\nNe er be my guide\\nFrom faith my soul to sever.\\nWhat but Thy word\\nCould light afford,\\nTo save from doubt and error?\\nWhere else is shown,\\nThan here alone,\\nEscape from guilt and terror?\\nTis here made plain,\\nSought else in vain\\nThe soul is ever-living:\\nFor endless days,\\nOf future praise,\\nThat Thou this life art giving.\\nThe only scheme\\nMan to redeem\\nFrom death, sin s fearful wages,\\nWould lie concealed,\\nBut as revealed\\nIn these Thy sacred pages.\\nAnd now shall grief\\nHope no relief,\\nMy soul sink down despairing?\\nNo!\u00e2\u0080\u0094 here I see\\nThy grace for me\\nA Father s love declaring.\\nBy faith to live,\\nIts fruits to give,\\nThis is the path to heaven:\\nAll strength and skill\\nTo do Thy will\\nBut through Thy word are given.\\n268", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0280.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n8 Teach me, O Lord,\\nTo prize Thy word,\\nThis gift of matchless favor:\\nBe it my wealth,\\nBe it my health,\\nMy strength and life forever!\\nChr. F. Gellert, 1715\u00e2\u0080\u00941769. Tr.\\n327 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Lord, Thy word abideth,\\nAnd our footsteps guideth;\\nWho its truth believeth\\nLight and joy receiveth.\\n2 When our foes are near us,\\nThen Thy word doth cheer us;\\nWord of consolation,\\nMessage of salvation.\\n3 When the storms are o er us,\\nAnd dark clouds before us,\\nThen its light directeth\\nAnd our way protecteth.\\n4 Who can tell the pleasure,\\nWho recount the treasure,\\nBy Thy word imparted\\nTo the simple-hearted?\\n5 Word of mercy, giving\\nSuccor to the living;\\nWord of life, supplying\\nComfort to the dying!\\n6 that we, discerning\\nIts most holy learning,\\nLord, may love and fear Thee,\\nEvermore be near Thee.\\nRev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1861.\\n269", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0281.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n328 C. M.\\n1 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace\\nOar path when wont to stray;\\nStream from the fount of heav nly grace,\\nBrook by the traveller s way;\\n2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed,\\nTrue manna from on high\\nOur guide and chart, wherein we read\\nOf realms beyond the sky\\n3 Pillar of fire, through watches dark,\\nAnd radiant cloud by day;\\nWhen waves would whelm our tossing bark,\\nOur anchor and our stay:\\n4 Word of the everlasting God,\\nWill of His glorious Son\\nWithout thee how could earth be trod,\\nOr heaven itself be won?\\n5 Yet to unfold thy hidden worth,\\nThy mysteries to reveal,\\nThat Spirit which first gave thee forth\\nThy volume must unseal.\\n6 Lord, grant us all aright to learn\\nThe wisdom it imparts\\nAnd to its heavenly teaching turn,\\nWith simple, childlike hearts.\\nBernard Barton, 1836.\\n329 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures\\nSing of those who spread the treasures\\nIn the holy gospels shrined!\\nBlessed tidings of salvation,\\nPeace on earth their proclamation,\\nLove from God to lost mankind.\\n270", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0282.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n2 See the rivers four that gladden,\\nWith their streams, the better Eden\\nPlanted by our Lord most dear;\\nChrist the fountain, these the waters\\nDrink, O Zion s sons and daughters!\\nDrink, and find salvation here.\\n3 0, that we, Thy truth confessing,\\nAnd Thy holy word possessing,\\nJesus, may Thy love adore!\\nUnto Thee our voices raising,\\nThee with all Thy ransomed praising,\\nEver and forevermore.\\n4 Then shall thanks and praise ascending,\\nFor Thy mercies without ending,\\nRise to Thee, O Saviour blest:\\nWith Thy gracious aid defend us\\nLet Thy guiding light attend us\\nBring us to Thy place of rest.\\nAdam of St. Victor, 1150.\\nTr. Robert Campbell, 1850.\\n330 C. M.\\n1 Father of mercies! in Thy word\\nWhat endless glory shines\\nForever be Thy Name adored\\nFor these celestial lines.\\n2 Here may the wretched sons of want\\nExhaustless riches find;\\nRiches above what earth can grant,\\nAnd lasting as the mind.\\n3 Here the Redeemer s welcome voice\\nSpreads heavenly peace around;\\nAnd life and everlasting joys\\nAttend the blissful sound.\\n271", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0283.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 O may these heavenly pages be\\nMy ever dear delight;\\nAnd still new beauties may I see,\\nAnd still increasing light.\\n5 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord,\\nBe Thou forever near;\\nTeach me to love Thy sacred word,\\nAnd view my Saviour there.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n331 C. M.\\n1 The Spirit breathes upon the word,\\nAnd brings the truth to sight;\\nPrecepts and promises afford\\nA sanctifying light.\\n2 A glory gilds the sacred page,\\nMajestic, like the sun;\\nIt gives a light to every age;\\nIt gives, but borrows none.\\n3 The hand that gave it still supplies\\nThe gracious light and heat;\\nIts truths upon the nations rise,\\nThey rise, but never set.\\n4 Let everlasting thanks be Thine,\\nFor such a bright display,\\nAs makes a world of darkness shine,\\nWith beams of heavenly day.\\n5 My soul rejoices to pursue\\nThe steps of Him I love,\\nTill glory breaks upon my view,\\nIn brighter worlds above.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1779.\\n272", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0284.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n332 7. 6. 7. 6. E\\n(Or to Munich.)\\n1 Word of God Incarnate,\\nO Wisdom from on high,\\nO Truth unchanged, unchanging,\\nO Light of our dark sky,\\nWe praise Thee for the radiance\\nThat from the hallowed page,\\nA lantern to our footsteps,\\nShines on from age to age.\\n2 The Church from her dear Master\\nEeceived the gift Divine,\\nAnd still that light she lifteth\\nO er all the earth to shine.\\nIt is the golden casket,\\nWhere gems of truth are stored;\\nIt is the heaven-drawn picture\\nOf Christ, the living Word.\\n3 It noateth like a banner\\nBefore God s host unfurled;\\nIt shineth like a beacon\\nAbove the darkling world.\\nIt is the chart and compass\\nThat o er life s surging sea,\\nMid mists and rocks and quicksands,\\nStill guides, O Christ, to Thee.\\n4 O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,\\nA lamp oi purest gold,\\nTo bear among the nations\\nThy true light, as of old.\\nO teach Thy wandering pilgrims\\nBy this their path to trace,\\nTill, clouds and darkness ended,\\nThey see Thee face to face.\\nBishop William W. How, 1867.\\n273", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0285.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n333 C. M.\\n1 How precious is the book Divine,\\nBy inspiration giv n:\\nBright as a lamp its doctrines shine\\nTo guard our souls to heav n.\\n2 Its light, descending from above,\\nOur gloomy world to cheer,\\nDisplays a Saviour s boundless love.\\nAnd brings His glories near.\\n3 It shows to man His wandering ways,\\nAnd where His feet have trod,\\nAnd brings to view the matchless grace\\nOf a forgiving God.\\n4 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts\\nIn this dark vale of tears;\\nLife, light, and joy it still imparts,\\nAnd quells our rising fears.\\n5 This lamp through all the tedious night\\nOf life shall guide our way,\\nTill we behold the clearer light\\nOf an eternal day.\\nRev. John Fawcett, 178\\n334 L. M.\\n1 Now let my soul, eternal King,\\nTo Thee its grateful tribute bring;\\nMy knee, with humble homage, bow;\\nMy tongue perform its solemn vow.\\n2 All nature sings Thy boundless love,\\nIn worlds be!ow, and worlds above;\\nBut in Thy blessed word I trace\\nDiviner wonders of Thy grace.\\n274", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0286.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n3 There, what delightful truths I read!\\nThere, I behold the Saviour bleed:\\nHis Xarue salutes my list ning ear,\\nEevives nay heart, and checks ruv fear.\\n4 There Jesus bids ruy sorrows cease.\\nAnd gives my lab ring conscience peace;\\nRaises my grateful thoughts on high,\\nAnd points to mansions in the sky.\\n5 For love like this, let my song,\\nThrough endless years, Thy praise prolong;\\nLet distant climes Thy Name adore,\\nTill time and nature are no more.\\nRev. O. Heginbothom, 1768.\\n335 L. M.\\n1 Upon the gospel s sacred page\\nThe gathered beams of ages shine;\\nAnd, as it hastens, every age\\nBut makes its brightness more Divine.\\n2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight,\\nFrom year to year does knowledge soar\\nAnd, as it soars, the gospel light\\nBecomes effulgent more and more.\\n3 More glorious, still, as centuries roll,\\nNew regions blest, new powers unfurled,\\nExpanding with the expanding soul,\\nIts radiance shall o erflow the world.\\n4 Flow to restore, but not destroy\\nAs when the cloudless lamp of day\\nPours out its floods of light and joy*\\nAnd sweeps the lingering mists away.\\nSir John Bowring, 1865.\\n275", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0287.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n336 6. 7. 8. 6. 7.8.9. 6.\\n1 Holy Lord, holy Lord.\\nHoly and almighty Lord,\\nThou, who, as the great Creator,\\nArt by all Thy works adored\\nSource of universal nature,\\nAnd to man, redeemed by Jesus blood,\\nSov reign Good, Sovereign Good.\\n2 Thanks and praise, thanks and praise,\\nThanks and praise be ever Thine,\\nThat Thy w T ord to us is given,\\nTeaching us with power Divine,\\nThat the Lord of earth and heaven,\\nEverlasting life for us to gain,\\nOnce was slain, once was slain.\\n3 Lord, our God; Lord, our God;\\nMay Thy precious saving word,\\nTill our race is here completed,\\nLight unto our path afford;\\nAnd, when in Thy presence seated,\\nWe to Thee will render for Thy grace\\nCeaseless praise, ceaseless praise.\\nAnon.\\n33^ 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Spread, O spread, thou mighty word,\\nSpread the kingdom of the Lord,\\nWheresoe er His breath has giv n\\nLife to beings meant for heav n.\\n2 Tell them how the Father s will\\nMade the world, and keeps it still;\\nHow He sent His Son to save\\nAll who help and comfort crave.\\n276", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0288.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "THE WORD OF GOD.\\n3 Word of life, most pure and strong,\\nLo, for Thee the nations long:\\nSpread, till from its dreary night\\nAll the world awakes to light.\\n4 Lord of harvest, let there be\\nJoy and strength to work for Thee:\\nLet the nations, far and near,\\nSee Thy light, and learn Thy fear.\\nRev. Jonathan Frederick Bahnmaier, 1823.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858, ab.\\n338 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 I love the volume of Thy word\\nWhat light and joy those leaves afford\\nTo souls benighted and distrest!\\nThy precepts guide my doubtful way,\\nThy fear forbids my feet to stray,\\nThy promise leads my heart to rest.\\n2 From the discoveries of Thy law,\\nThe perfect rules of life I draw;\\nThese are my study and delight;\\nNot honey so invites the taste,\\nXor gold that has the furnace passed,\\nAppears so pleasing to the sight.\\n3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts?\\nMy God, forgive my secret faults,\\nAnd from presumptuous sins restrain\\nAccept my poor attempts of praise,\\nThat I have read Thy book of grace,\\nAnd book of nature not in vain.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n277", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0289.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nThe Lord s Day and Sanctuary.\\n339 L. M.\\n1 How pleasant, now divinely fair,\\nO Lord of hosts Thy dwellings are\\nWith long desire my spirit faints,\\nTo meet th assemblies of Thy saints.\\n2 My flesh would rest in Thine abode,\\nMy panting heart cries out for God\\nMy God! my King! why should I be\\nSo far from all my joys, and Thee?\\n3 Blest are the saints who sit on high,\\nAround Thy throne of majesty\\nThy brightest glories shine above,\\nAnd all their work is praise and love.\\n4 Blest are the souls who find a place\\nWithin the temple of Thy grace\\nThere they behold Thy gentler rays,\\nAnd seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise.\\n5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength\\nTill all shall meet in heaven at length;\\nTill all before Thy face appear,\\nAnd join in nobler worship there.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n3-iO L. M.\\n1 This day at Thy creating word\\nFirst o er the earth the light was poured\\nO Lord, this day upon us shine,\\nAnd fill our souls with light Divine.\\n2 This day the Lord for sinners slain\\nIn might victorious rose again:\\nO Jesus, may we raisM be\\nFrom death of sin, to life in Thee.\\n278", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0290.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n3 This day the Holy Spirit came\\nWith fiery tongues of cloven-flame:\\nO Spirit, fill our hearts this day\\nWith grace to hear, and grace to pray.\\n4 O day of Light, and Life, and Grace,\\nFrom earthly toils sweet resting-place,\\nThy hallowed hours, best gift of love,\\nGive we again to God above!\\nBishop William W. How, 1854.\\n3^1 L. M.\\n1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King,\\nTo praise Thy Name, give thanks, and sing\\nTo show Thy love by morning light,\\nAnd talk of all Thy truth at night.\\n2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest;\\nNo mortal care shall seize my breast;\\nO may my heart in tune be found,\\nLike David s harp of solemn sound.\\n3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord,\\nAnd bless His works, and bless His word:\\nThy works of grace, how bright they shine\\nHow deep Thy counsels, how Divine!\\n4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high;\\nLike brutes they live, like brutes they die\\nLike grass they flourish till Thy breath\\nBlasts them in everlasting death.\\n5 But I shall share a glorious part\\nWhen grace hath well refined my heart,\\nAnd fresh supplies of joy are shed,\\nLike holy oil to cheer my head.\\n6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know,\\nAll I desired or wished below;\\nAnd every power find sweet employ\\nIn that eternal world of joy.\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1719.\\n279", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0291.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nS^LS L. M.\\n1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear us cry,\\nIn this Thy house, on this Thy day;\\nAnd own, as grateful sacrifice,\\nThe songs which from Thy temple rise.\\n2 Now met to pray, and bless Thy Name,\\nWhose mercies flow each day the same,\\nWhose kind compassions never cease,\\nWe seek instruction, pardon, peace.\\n3 Thy day of rest, O Lord, we love,\\nBut look for truer rest above;\\nTo that our laboring souls aspire\\nWith ardent hope and strong desire.\\n4 In Thy blest kingdom we shall be\\nFrom every mortal trouble free;\\nNo sighs shall mingle with the songs\\nKesounding from immortal tongues;\\n5 No rude alarms of raging foes;\\nNo cares to break the long repose;\\nNo midnight shade, no w T aning moon,\\nBut sacred, high, eternal noon.\\n6 O long-expected day, begin,\\nDawn on these realms of woe and sin!\\nBreak, morn of God, upon our eyes;\\nAnd let the world s true Sun arise!\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1737, alt.\\n3^3 L. M.\\n1 Another six day s work is done;\\nAnother Sabbath is begun.\\nEeturn, my soul, enjoy the rest;\\nImprove the day Thy God hath blest.\\n280", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0292.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns\\nSo sweet a rest to wearied minds;\\nProvides an antepast to heaven,\\nAnd gives this day the food of seven.\\n3 that our thoughts and thanks may rise\\nAs grateful incense to the skies\\nAnd draw from heaven that sweet repose\\nWhich none but he that feels it knows.\\n4 This heavenly calm within the breast\\nIs the dear pledge of glorious rest\\nWhich for the Church of God remains\\nThe end of cares, the end of pains.\\n5 In holy duties let the day,\\nIn holy pleasures, pass away:\\nHow sweet a Sabbath thus to spend\\nIn hope of one that ne er shall end.\\nRev. Joseph Stennett, 1732.\\n3^^ L. M.\\n1 Jesus, where er Thy people meet,\\nThere they behold Thy mercy-seat;\\nWhere er they seek Thee, Thou art found,\\nAnd ev ry place is hallowed ground.\\n2 For Thou, within no walls confined,\\nInhabitest the humble mind;\\nSuch ever bring Thee where they come,\\nAnd going, take Thee to their home.\\n3 Great Shepherd of Thy chosen few,\\nThy former mercies here renew;\\nHere to our waiting hearts proclaim\\nThe sweetness of Thy saving Name.\\n4 Here may we prove the power of prayer,\\nTo strengthen faith and sweeten care,\\nTo teach our faint desires to rise,\\nAnd bring all heaven before our eyes.\\n281", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0293.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n5 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near\\nNor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear\\nrend the heavens, come quickly down,\\nAnd make a thousand hearts Thine own.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1769.\\n3*S S. M.\\n1 Welcome, sweet day of rest,\\nThat saw the Lord arise;\\nWelcome to this reviving breast\\nAnd these rejoicing eyes.\\n2 The King Himself comes near,\\nAnd feasts His saints to-day;\\nHere we may sit, and see Him here,\\nAnd love, and praise, and pray.\\n3 One day amidst the place\\nWhere my dear God hath been,\\nIs sweeter than ten thousand days\\nOf pleasurable sin.\\n4 My willing soul would stay\\nIn such a frame as this,\\nAnd wait to hail a brighter day,\\nOf everlasting bliss.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n3^0 S. M.\\n1 How charming is the place\\nWhere my Eedeemer God\\nUnvails the beauties of His face,\\nAnd sheds His love abroad!\\n2 Not the fair palaces\\nTo which the great resort,\\nAre once to be compared with this,\\nWhere Jesus holds His court.\\n282", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0294.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n3 Here on the mercy-seat\\nWith radiant glory crowned,\\nOur joyful eyes behold Him sit\\nAnd smile on all around.\\n4 To Him their prayers and cries\\nEach humble soul presents\\nHe listens to their broken sighs,\\nAnd grants them all their wants.\\n5 Give me, O Lord, a place\\nWithin Thy blessed abode,\\nAmong the children of Thy grace,\\nThe servants of my God.\\nRev. Samuel Stennett 1772.\\nS^T S. M.\\n1 Hail to the Sabbath day!\\nThe day divinely given,\\nWhen men to God their homage pay,\\nAnd earth draws near to heaven.\\n2 Lord, in this sacred hour,\\nWithin Thy courts we bend,\\nAnd bless Thy love, and own Thy power,\\nOur Father and our Friend.\\n3 But Thou art not alone\\nIn courts by mortals trod\\nNor only is the day Thy own\\nWhen man draws near to God.\\n4 Thy temple is the arch\\nOf yon unmeasured sky\\nThy Sabbath, the stupendous march\\nOf grand eternity.\\n5 Lord, may that holier day\\nDawn on Thy servants sight;\\nAnd purer worship may we pay\\nIn heaven s unclouded light.\\nRev. Stephen G. Bulfinch, 1832.\\n283", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0295.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "THE MEAN S OF GRACE.\\n3^^ 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Hallelujah! fairest morning!\\nFairer than our words can say!\\nDown we lay the heavy burden\\nOf life s toil and care to-day:\\nWhile this morn of joy and love\\nBrings fresh vigor from above.\\n2 Sunday, full of holy glory\\nSweetest rest-day of the soul!\\nLight upon a world of darkness\\nFrom Thy blessM moments roll!\\nHoly, happy, heavenly day,\\nThou canst charm our grief away.\\n3 In the gladness of His worship\\nI will seek my joy to-day:\\nIt is then I learn the fullness\\nOf the grace for which I pray,\\nWhen the word of life is given,\\nLike the Saviour s voice from heaven.\\n4 Let the day with Thee be ended,\\nAs with Thee it has begun\\nAnd Thy blessing, Lord, be granted,\\nTill earth s days and weeks are done:\\nThat at last Thy servant may\\nKeep eternal Sabbath-day.\\nJonathan Krause, 1739.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick, 1858, a.\\n3^0 S. M.\\n1 This is the day of light:\\nLet there be light to-day;\\nO Day-spring, rise upon our night\\nAnd chase its gloom away.\\n2 This is the day of rest\\nOur failing strength renew;\\nOn weary brain and troubled breast\\nShed Thou Thy freshening dew.\\n284", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0296.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n3 This is the day of peace:\\nThy peace our spirits fill\\nBid Thou the blasts of discord cease,\\nThe waves of strife be still.\\n4 This is the day of prayer\\nLet earth to heaven draw near\\nLift up our hearts to seek Thee there;\\nCome down to meet us here.\\n5 This is the first of days\\nSend forth Thy quickening breath,\\nAnd wake dead souls to love and praise,\\nO Vanquisher of death!\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1867.\\n350 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Safely through another week,\\nGod has brought us on our way;\\nLet us now a blessing seek,\\nWaiting in His courts to-olay;\\nDay of all the week the best,\\nEmblem of eternal rest.\\n2 While we pray for pardoning grace,\\nThrough the dear Redeemer s Name,\\nShow Thy reconciled face,\\nTake away our sin and shame;\\nFrom our wordly care set free,\\nMay we rest, this day, in Thee.\\n3 Here we come Thy Name to praise;\\nLet us feel Thy presence near;\\nMay Thy glory meet our eyes,\\nWhile we in Thy house appear;\\nHere afford us, Lord, a taste\\nOf our everlasting feast.\\n285", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0297.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 May Thy gospel s joyful sound\\nConquer sinners, comfort saints,\\nMake the fruits of grace abound,\\nBring relief from all complaints:\\nThus may all our Sabbaths prove,\\nTill we join the Church above.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779, a.\\n351 C. M.\\n1 My Lord, my Love, was crucified,\\nHe all my pains did bear;\\nBut in the sweetness of His rest,\\nHe makes His servants share.\\n2 Come, dearest Lord, and feed Thy sheep\\nOn this sweet day of rest;\\nbless this flock, and make this fold\\nEnjoy a heavenly rest!\\n3 Welcome and dear unto my soul\\nAre these sweet feasts of love;\\nBut what a Sabbath shall I keep\\nWhen I shall rest above!\\n4 I bless Thy wise and wondrous love,\\nWhich binds us to be free;\\nWhich makes us leave our earthly snares,\\nThat we may come to Thee.\\n5 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray,\\nThy footsteps, Lord, I trace;\\nT sing to think this is the way\\nUnto my Saviour s face.\\nRev. John Mason, 1683, ab.\\n352 C. M.\\n1 Wearied with earthly toil and care,\\nThe day of rest, how sweet!\\nTo breathe the Sabbath s holy air\\nAnd sit at Jesus feet.\\n286", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0298.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n2 What vain disturbing thoughts infest\\nMy bosom as their den;\\n0, that they knew the day of rest,\\nWould they disturb me then?\\n3 Fain would I lay my burden down\\nThat wounds me with its weight,\\nTo gaze awhile at yonder crown,\\nAnd press to heaven s gate.\\n4 I ask the foretaste of the peace,\\nThe rest, the joy, the love,\\nWhich when the earthly Sabbaths cease,\\nAwait the saints above.\\nMrs. Gilbert, 1845.\\n353 C. M.\\n1 Spirit Divine attend our prayers,\\nAnd make this house Thy home;\\nDescend with all Thy gracious powers,\\ncome, great Spirit, come.\\n2 Come as the light; to us reveal\\nOur emptiness and woe;\\nAnd lead us in those paths of life\\nWhere all the righteous go.\\n3 Come as the fire; and purge our hearts,\\nLike sacrificial flame:\\nLet our whole soul an offering be\\nTo our Redeemer s Name.\\n4 Come as the dove and spread Thy wings,\\nThe wings of peaceful love;\\nAnd let Thy Church on earth become\\nBlest as Thy Church above.\\n5 Spirit Divine, attend our prayers\\nMake a lost world Thy home;\\nDescend with all Thy gracious powers,\\ncome, great Spirit, come.\\nRev. Andrew Reed, 1829.\\n287", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0299.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n354 C. M.\\n1 This is the day the Lord hath made,\\nHe calls the hours His own;\\nLet heav n rejoice, let earth be glad,\\nAnd praise surround the throne.\\n2 To-day He rose and left the dead,\\nAnd Satan s empire fell:\\nTo-day the saints His triumph spread,\\nAnd all His wonders tell.\\n3 Hosanna to th anointed King,\\nTo David s holy Son;\\nHelp us, O Lord descend and bring\\nSalvation from Thy throne.\\n4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men\\nWith messages of grace;\\nWho comes in God His Father s Name\\nTo save our sinful race.\\n5 Hosanna in the highest strains\\nThe Church on earth can raise;\\nThe highest heavens in which He reigns\\nShall give Him nobler praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n355 C. M.\\n1 When the worn spirit wants repose,\\nAnd sighs her God to seek,\\nHow sweet to hail the evening s close\\nThat ends the weary week.\\n2 How sweet to hail the early dawn,\\nThat opens on the sight,\\nWhen first that soul-reviving morn\\nSheds forth new rays of light!\\n288", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0300.jp2"}, "301": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n3 Sweet day, thine hours too soon will cease;\\nYet, while they gently roll,\\nBreathe, heavenly Spirit, source of peace,\\nA Sabbath o er my soul.\\n4 When will my pilgrimage be done;\\nThe world s long week be o er;\\nThat Sabbath dawn which needs no sun,\\nThat day which fades no more?\\nJames Edmeston 1S20.\\n356 7. 7. 7.. 7. D.\\n1 Pleasant are Thy courts above,\\nIn the land of light and love\\nPleasant are Thy courts below,\\nIn this land of sin and woe.\\nO my spirit longs and faints\\nFor the converse of Thy saints,\\nFor the brightness of Thy face,\\nKing of glory, God of grace!\\n2 Happv birds that sing and flv,\\nPound Thy altars, O Most High!\\nHappier souls that find a rest,\\nIn their heavenly Father s breast!\\nLike the wandering dove that found\\nXo repose on earth around,\\nThey can to their ark repair,\\nAnd enjoy it ever there.\\n3 Happy souls, their praises flow,\\nEver in this vale of woe;\\nWaters in the desert rise,\\nManna feeds them from the skies\\nOn they go from strength to strength,\\nTill thev reach Thv throne at length;\\nAt Thy feet adoring fall,\\nWho hast led them safe through all.\\n289", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0301.jp2"}, "302": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 Lord, be mine this prize to win;\\nGuide me through this world of sin;\\nKeep me by Thy saving grace,\\nGive me at Thy side a place;\\nSun and shield alike Thou art,\\nGuide and guard my erring heart;\\nGrace and glory flow from Thee,\\nShower, O shower them, Lord, on me.\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834.\\n357 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Lord, remove the vail away,\\nLet us see Thyself to-day:\\nThou who earnest from on high,\\nFor our sins to bleed and die,\\nHelp us now to cast aside\\nAll that would our hearts divide;\\nWith the Father and the Son\\nLet Thy living Church be one.\\n2 O, from earthly cares set free,\\nLet us find our rest in Thee;\\nMay our toils and conflicts cease\\nIn the calm of Sabbath peace;\\nThat Thy people here below\\nSomething of the bliss may know,\\nSomething of the rest and love,\\nIn the Sabbath-home above.\\n3 Give our souls the spotless dress\\nOf Thy perfect righteousness\\nSo at length each welcome guest,\\nThen shall enter to the feast,\\nTake the harp and raise the song,\\nAll Thy ransomed ones among;\\nEarthly cares and sorrows o er,\\nJoys to last forevermore.\\nFriedrich Gottlieb Klopstock, 1769.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick, 1862.\\n290", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0302.jp2"}, "303": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n3o8 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 day of rest and gladness,\\nday of joy and light,\\nbalm of care and sadness,\\nMost beautiful, most bright;\\nOn thee the high and lowly,\\nThrough ages joined in tune,\\nSing Holy, Holy, Holy,\\nTo the great God Triune.\\n2 On thee, at the creation,\\nThe light first had its birth;\\nOn thee, for our salvation,\\nChrist rose from depths of earth;\\nOn thee our Lord, victorious,\\nThe Spirit sent from heaven;\\nAnd thus on thee, most glorious,\\nA triple light was given.\\n3 Thou art a port protected\\nFrom storms that round us rise;\\nA garden intersected\\nWith streams of Paradise;\\nThou art a cooling fountain\\nIn life s dry, dreary sand;\\nFrom thee, like Pisgah s mountain,\\nWe view our promised land.\\n4 To-day on weary nations\\nThe heavenly manna falls:\\nTo holy convocations\\nThe silver trumpet calls,\\nWhere gospel light is glowing\\nWith pure and radiant beams,\\nAnd living water flowing\\nWith soul-refreshing streams,\\n291", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0303.jp2"}, "304": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n5 New graces ever gaining\\nFrom this our day of rest,\\nWe reach the rest remaining\\nTo Spirits of the blest.\\nTo Holy Ghost be praises,\\nTo Father, and to Son;\\nThe Church her voice upraises\\nTo Thee, blest Three in One.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth 1862.\\n3S9 8.8.8.6.\\n1 The Sabbath-day has reached its close,\\nYet, Saviour, e er I seek repose,\\nGrant me the peace Thy love bestows:\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\n2 Weary I come to Thee for rest:\\nHallow and calm my troubled breast;\\nGrant me Thy Spirit for my guest:\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\n3 Let not the gospel seed remain\\nUnfruitful, or be sown in vain;\\nLet heavenly dews descend like rain:\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\n4 Jesus, Lord enthroned on high,\\nThou hear st the contrite spirit s sigh;\\nLook down on me with pitying eye:\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\n5 My only Intercessor Thou,\\nMingle Thy fragrant incense now\\nWith every prayer, and every vow:\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\n6 And, O, when time s short course shall end,\\nAnd death s dark shades around impend\\nMy God, my everlasting Friend,\\nSmile on my evening hour.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1841.\\n292", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0304.jp2"}, "305": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANXTUARY.\\n360 7.\\n1 To Thy pastures fair and large,\\nHeavenly Shepherd, lead Thy charge.\\nAnd my couch, with tend rest care,\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0Mid the springing grass prepare.\\n2 When I faint with summer s heat,\\nThou shalt guide my weary feet\\nTo the streams thai, still and slow.\\nThrough the verdant meadows flow.\\n2 Safe the dreary vale I tread\\nBy the shades* of death overspread.\\nWith Thy rod and staff supplied.\\nThis my guard and that my guide.\\n4 Constant to my latest end,\\nThou my footsteps shalt attend\\nAnd shalt bid Thy hallowed dome\\nYield me an eternal home.\\nRev. James Merrick. 1760.\\n361 L Iff.\\n1 VTithin Thy courts have millions met.\\nThis day before Thee millions bowed.\\nTheir faces heavenward were set,\\nTheir vows to Thee, God! they vowed.\\n2 Still as the light of morning broke\\nO er island, continent, and deep.\\nThy far-spread family awoke,\\nSabbath all round the world to keep.\\n3 From east to west the sun surveyed,\\nErom north to south, adoring throngs:\\nAnd still where evening stretched her shade,\\nThe stars came forth to hear their songs.\\n293", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0305.jp2"}, "306": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh,\\nHath failed this day some suit to gain;\\nTo hearts that sought Thee Thou wast nigh,\\nNor hath one sought Thy face in vain.\\n5 The poor in spirit Thou hast fed,\\nThe feeble soul hath strengthened been,\\nThe mourner Thou hast comforted,\\nThe pure in heart their God hath seen.\\nJames Montgomery, 1834.\\nSOS L. M.\\n1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love,\\nBut there s a nobler rest above;\\nTo that our longing souls aspire,\\nWith cheerful hope and strong desire.\\n2 No more fatigue, no more distress,\\nNor sin nor death shall reach the place;\\nNo groans shall mingle with the songs\\nThat warble from immortal tongues.\\n3 No rude alarms of raging foes,\\nNo cares to break the long repose,\\nNo midnight shade, no clouded sun,\\nBut sacred, high, eternal noon.\\n4 O long-expected day, begin!\\nDawn on these realms of woe and sin\\nFain would we leave this weary road,\\nAnd sleep in death to rest with God.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\n363 S. M.\\n1 The day of praise is done\\nThe evening shadows fall;\\nYet pass not from us with the sun,\\nTrue Light that lightenest all.\\n294", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0306.jp2"}, "307": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n2 Around Thy throne on high,\\nWhere night can never be,\\nThe white-robed harpers of the sky\\nBring ceaseless hymns to Thee.\\n3 Too faint our anthems here:\\nToo soon of praise Ave tire;\\nBut 0, the strains how full and clear\\nOf that eternal choir!\\n4 Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will\\nIf Thou attune the heart,\\nWe in Thine angels music still\\nMay bear our lower part.\\n5 Tis Thine each soul to calm,\\nEach wayward thought reclaim,\\nAnd make our daily life a psalm\\nOf glory to Thy Name.\\n6 Shine Thou within us, then,\\nA day that knows no end,\\nTill songs of angels and of men\\nIn perfect praise shall blend.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1868.\\n30^b 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 For the mercies of the day,\\nFor this rest upon our way,\\nThanks to Thee alone be giv n,\\nLord of earth and King of heav n!\\n2 Cold our services have been,\\nMingled every prayer with sin:\\nBut Thou canst and wilt forgive;\\nBy Thy grace alone we live.\\n3 While this thorny path we tread,\\nMay Thy love our footsteps lead;\\nWhen our journey here is past,\\nMay we rest with Thee at last.\\n295", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0307.jp2"}, "308": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove\\nForetastes of our joys above;\\nWhile their steps Thy children bend\\nTo the rest which knows no end.\\nO. P. Missionary Minstrel, 1S26.\\n365 11. 12. 11. 12.\\n1 Saviour, to Thee we raise our hymn of gladness\\nOnce more at evening s hours we look to heav n\\nabove\\nFar, far behind to leave earth s toil and sadness\\nSo resting only on Thy great redeeming love.\\n2 May this day s sins, we pray Thee, all be\\npardoned;\\nGrant us Thy absolution, give Thy grace to cheer;\\nnever let our hearts by sin be hardened,\\nBut keep our conscience tender, give us holy fear.\\n3 Now day is done, and all its labors ended,\\nClose Thou, O Lord, our weary eyes in gentle\\nsleep\\nSo may we ever be by Thee defended\\nO may Thy guardian angels round us vigil keep\\n4 Our soul restore, renew our powers, and make us\\nStrong in Thy strength to rise and greet the\\nmorning light;\\nAnd at the last, blessed Saviour, take us\\nTo dwell with Thee in that glad land which\\nknows no night\\nRev. William James Fox ell, 1875.\\n366 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 Lord of the worlds above,\\nHow pleasant and how fair\\nThe dwellings of Thy love,\\nThine earthly temples are;\\nTo Thine abode my heart aspires,\\nWith warm desires to see my God.\\n296", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0308.jp2"}, "309": {"fulltext": "THE LORD S DAY AND SANCTUARY.\\n2 happy souls that pray\\nWhere God appoints to hear!\\nhappy men that pay\\nTheir* constant service there!\\nThey praise Thee still and happy they\\nThat love the way to Zion s hill.\\n3 They go from strength to strength,\\nThrough this dark vale of tears,\\nTill each arrives at length,\\nTill each in heaven appears:\\nglorious seat Thou, God our King,\\nShalt thither bring our willing feet.\\n4 The Lord His people loves\\nHis hand no good withholds\\nFrom those His heart approves,\\nFrom humble, contrite souls\\nThrice happy he, O God of hosts,\\nWhose spirit trusts alone in Thee\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1719.\\nT 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 To Thy Temple I repair-\\nLord, I love to worship there,\\nWhen within the vail I meet\\nChrist before the mercy-seat.\\n2 While Thy glorious Name is sung,\\nTouch my lips,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 unloose my tongue;\\nThat my joyful soul may bless\\nThee, the Lord, my Eighteousness.\\n3 I through Him am reconciled,\\n1 through Him become Thy child:\\nAbba, Father! give me grace\\nIn Thy courts to seek Thy face.\\n4 While the prayers of saints ascend,\\nGod of love, to mine attend\\nHear me, for Thy Spirit pleads\\nHear, for Jesus intercedes.\\n297", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0309.jp2"}, "310": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n5 While I hearken to Thy law,\\nFill my soul with humble awe;\\nTill Thy gospel bring to me\\nLife and immortality.\\n6 While Thy ministers proclaim\\nPeace and pardon in Thy Name,\\nThrough their voice, by faith, may I\\nHear Thee speaking from the sky.\\n7 From Thy house when I return,\\nMay my heart within me burn,\\nAnd at evening let me say,\\nI have walked with God to-day.\\nJames Montgomery, 1812.\\nThe Ministry, Ordination and Instal-\\nlation.\\n368 L. M.\\n1 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high;\\nLord, Thine assembled servants bless\\nGraces and gifts to each supply,\\nAnd clothe Thy priests with righteousness.\\n2 Within Thy temple when we stand\\nTo teach the truth, as taught by Thee,\\nSaviour, like stars in Thy right hand\\nThe angels of- the churches be\\n3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart,\\nFirmness, with meekness from above,\\nTo bear Thy people on our heart,\\nAnd love the souls whom Thou dost love;\\n4 To watch, and pray, and never faint,\\nBy day and night strict guard to keep,\\nTo warn the sinner, cheer the saint,\\nNourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep.\\n298", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0310.jp2"}, "311": {"fulltext": "THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.\\n5 Then, when our work is finished here,\\nIn humble hope our charge resign\\nWhen the Chief Shepherd shall appear,\\nGod, may they and we be Thine!\\nJames Montgomery, 182G.\\n369 L. M.\\n1 Father of mercies, bow Thine ear,\\nAttentive to our earnest prayer;\\nWe plead for those who plead for Thee\\nSuccessful pleaders may they be\\n2 How great their work, how vast their charge!\\nDo Thou their anxious souls enlarge;\\nTo them Thy sacred truth reveal,\\nSuppress their fear, inflame their zeal.\\n3 Teach them to sow the precious seed;\\nTeach them Thy chosen flock to feed;\\nTeach them immortal souls to gain,\\nSouls that will well reward their pain.\\n4 Let thronging multitudes around\\nHear from their lips the joyful sound,\\nIn humble strains Thy grace implore,\\nAnd feel Thy new-creating power.\\nRev. Benjamin Beddome, 1787.\\n3^TO 8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 6.\\n1 Lord of the Church, we humbly pray\\nFor those who guide us in Thy way,\\nAnd speak Thy holy word;\\nWith love Divine their hearts inspire,\\nAnd touch their lips with hallowed fire\\nAnd needful strength afford.\\n2 Help them to preach the truth of God,\\nRedemption through the Saviour s blood\\nNor let the Spirit cease\\n299", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0311.jp2"}, "312": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nOn all the Church His gifts to shower;\\nTo them a messenger of power,\\nTo us, of life and peace.\\n3 So may they live to Thee alone;\\nThen hear the welcome word, Well done!\\nAnd take their crown above;\\nEnter into their Master s joy,\\nAnd all eternity employ\\nIn praise, and bliss, and love.\\nEdward Osier, 1836.\\nT\u00c2\u00b1 L. M.\\n1 O Spirit of the living God,\\nIn all Thy plenitude of grace,\\nWhere er the foot of man hath trod,\\nDescend on our apostate race.\\n2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love\\nTo preach the reconciling word;\\nGive power and unction from above,\\nWhene er the joyful sound is heard.\\n3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;\\nConfusion, order in Thy path\\nSouls without strength inspire with might;\\nBid mercy triumph over wrath.\\n4 O spirit of the Lord, prepare\\nAll the round earth her God to meet;\\nBreathe Thou abroad like morning air,\\nTill hearts of stone begin to beat.\\n5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh\\nThe triumphs of the cross record;\\nThe Name of Jesus glorify,\\nTill every kindred call Him Lord.\\nJames Montgomery, 1823.\\n300", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0312.jp2"}, "313": {"fulltext": "THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.\\n3TS L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire\\nThe watchmen of the Church s youth,\\nWho faced the foe s envenomed ire,\\nWho witnessed day and night Thy truth,\\nWhose voices loud are ringing still,\\nAnd bringing hosts to know Thy will.\\n2 Lord, let our earnest prayer be heard.\\nThe prayer Thy Son hath bid us pray,\\nFor lo, Thy children s hearts are stirred\\nIn every land in this our day.\\nTo cry with fervent soul to Thee,\\nhelp us, Lord! so let it be!\\n3 haste to help, ere we are lost!\\nSend preachers forth, in spirit strong,\\nArmed with Thy word, a dauntless host\\nBold to attack the rule of wrong;\\nLet them the earth for Thee reclaim,\\nThy heritage, to know Thy Xame.\\n4 And let Thy word have speedy course,\\nThrough every land be glorified,\\nTill all the heathen know its force,\\nAnd fill Thy churches far and wide;\\nWake Israel from her sleep, O Lord,\\nAnd spread the conquests of Thy word!\\n5 The Church s desert paths restore;\\nLet stumbling-blocks that in them lie\\nHinder Thy word henceforth no more\\nError destroy, and heresy,\\nAnd let Thy Church, from* hirelings free,\\nBloom as a garden fair to Thee\\nCharles Henry Bogatzky, 1750.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855.\\n301", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0313.jp2"}, "314": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n3T3 C. M.\\n1 Let Zion s watchmen all awake,\\nAnd all like shepherds live;\\nNow let them from the mouth of God,\\nTheir heav nly charge receive.\\n2 Tis not a cause of small import,\\nThe pastor s care demands\\nBut what might fill an angel s heart,\\nAnd filled a Saviour s hands.\\n3 They watch for souls for which the Lord\\nDid heav nly bliss forego\\nFor souls, which must forever live\\nIn raptures, or in woe.\\n4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach,\\nTheir own Redeemer see;\\nAnd watch Thou daily o er their souls,\\nThat they may watch for Thee.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1750.\\nT-Z; S. M.\\n1 Ye servants of the Lord,\\nEach in his office wait,\\nObservant of His heav nly word,\\nAnd watchful at His gate.\\n2 Let all your lamps be bright,\\nAnd trim the golden flame;\\nGird up your loins, as in His sight,\\nFor awful is His Name.\\n3 Watch: tis your Lord s command,\\nAnd while we speak, He s near;\\nMark the first signal of His hand,\\nAnd ready all appear.\\n4 happy servant he\\nIn such a posture found!\\nHe shall his Lord with rapture see,\\nAnd be with honor crowned.\\n302", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0314.jp2"}, "315": {"fulltext": "THE MINISTRY, ORDINATION AND INSTALLATION.\\n5 Christ shall the banquet spread\\nWith His own royal hand,\\nAnd raise that favorite servant s head\\nAmidst the angelic band.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, publ. 1755.\\nT 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 God of the Prophets Bless the Prophets sons\\nElijah s mantle o er Elisha cast;\\nEach age its solemn task may claim but once\\nMake each one nobler, stronger than the last\\n2 Anoint them Prophets Make their ears attent\\nTo Thy divinest speech; their hearts awake\\nTo human need their lips make eloquent\\nTo assure the right, and every evil break.\\n3 Anoint them Priests Strong intercessors they\\nFor pardon, and for charity and peace.\\nAh, if with them the world might pass, astray,\\nInto the dear Christ s life of sacrifice!\\n4 Anoint them Kings Aye kingly Kings, Lord\\nAnoint them with the spirit of Thy Son:\\nTheirs, not a jewelled crown, a blood-stained\\nsword\\nTheirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom\\nwon.\\n5 Make them Apostles Heralds of Thy cross,\\nForth may they fare to tell all realms Thy\\ngrace\\nInspired of Thee, may they count all but loss,\\nAnd stand at last with joy before Thy face.\\n6 O mighty Age of rJrophet-kings, return\\nTruCh, O Faith, enrich our urgent time\\nLord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn\\nA weary world awaits Thy reign sublime!\\nRev. Denis Wortman, 1884.\\n303", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0315.jp2"}, "316": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nThe Holy Baptism.\\nT 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding\\nWith the Shepherd s kindest care,\\nAll the feeble gently leading,\\nWhile the lambs Thy bosom share;\\n2 Now, these little ones receiving,\\nFold them in Thy gracious arm\\nThere, we know, Thy word believing,\\nOnly there, secure from harm.\\n3 Never, from Thy pasture roving,\\nLet them be the lion s prey;\\nLet Thy tenderness, so loving,\\nKeep them through life s dangerous way.\\n4 Then within Thy fold eternal\\nLet them find a resting-place,\\nFeed in pastures ever vernal,\\nDrink the rivers of Thy grace.\\nWilliam Augustus Muhlenberg, 1826.\\nTT L. M.\\n1 This child we dedicate to Thee,\\nO God of grace and purity\\nShield it from sin and threatening wrong,\\nAnd let Thy love its life prolong.\\n2 O may Thy Spirit gently draw\\nIts willing soul to keep Thy law\\nMay virtue, piety and truth\\nDawn even with its dawning youth.\\n3 We, too, before Thy gracious sight,\\nOnce shared the blest baptismal rite,\\nAnd would renew its solemn vow\\nWith love, and thanks, and praises, now.\\n304", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0316.jp2"}, "317": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY BAPTISM.\\n4 Grant that, with true and faithful heart,\\nWe still may act the Christian s part,\\nCheered by each promise Thou hast given,\\nAnd laboring for the prize in heaven.\\nWest Boston Coll.\\n3^^ 8. 8. 8. 8 -8. 8.\\n1 Lord, may the inward grace abound\\nThrough Thine appointed outward sign:\\nA milder seal than Abra am found\\nOf covenant blessings more divine,\\nWhich opens glory to our view\\nBeyond the brightest hope he knew\\n2 Type of the Spirit s living flow,\\nIn faith we pour the hallowed stream\\nWe sign the cross upon the brow,\\nThe solemn pledge of truth to Him\\nWho shed for us His precious blood\\nTo seal the covenant of God.\\n3 Baptized into the Trinity,\\nAdopted children of Thy grace,\\nhelp us, Lord, to live to Thee\\nA humble, pure, and faithful race!\\nInstruct us, sanctify, defend,\\nAnd crown with heavenly life our end.\\nEdward Osier, 1836.\\nT 10. 6. 10. 6. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Father of heaven, who hast created all\\nIn wisest love, we pray,\\nLook on this child, who at Thy gracious call\\nIs ent ring on life s way!\\nO make it Thine, Thy blessing give,\\nThat to Thy glory it may live,\\nFather of heaven\\n305", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0317.jp2"}, "318": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n2 Son of God, atoning Lord, behold\\nWe bring this child to Thee;\\nTake it, O loving Shepherd to Thy fold,\\nForever Thine to be:\\nDefend it through this earthly strife,\\nAnd lead it in the path of life,\\nO^on of God!\\n3 O Holy Ghost, who broodest o er the wave,\\nDescend upon this child;\\nGive it undying life, its spirit lave\\nWith waters un defiled;\\nAnd make it evermore to be\\nA child of God, a home for Thee,\\nO Holy Ghost!\\n4 O Triune God, what Thou hast willed is done\\nWe speak but Thine the might\\nThis child hath scarce yet seen our earthly sun,\\nYet pour on it Thy light\\nOf faith, and hope, and joyful love,\\nThou Sun of all below, above,\\nTriune God.\\nAlbert Knapp, 1841.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858.\\n380\\nBefore the Administration.\\n1 The mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to\\neverlasting upon them that fear Him,\\nAnd His righteousness unto children s children.\\n2 To such as keep His covenant;\\nAnd to those that remember His command-\\nments to do them.\\n3 Suffer little children to come unto me, and\\nforbid them not\\nFor of such is the kingdom of heaven.\\n306", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0318.jp2"}, "319": {"fulltext": "THE BAPTISM (ADULTS).\\n4 For the promise is unto you, and to your\\nchildren\\nAnd to all that are afar off, even as many as\\nthe Lord our God shall call.\\nAfter the Administration.\\n1 Then will I sprinkle clean water upon you,\\nAnd ye shall be clean:\\n2 A new heart also will I give you,\\nAnd a new spirit will I put within you,\\n3 And I will take away the stony heart out of\\nyour flesh,\\nAnd I will give you a heart of flesh.\\n4 I will pour my Spirit upon thy seed,\\nAnd my blessing upon thine offspring:\\n5 And they shall spring up as among the grass,\\nAs willows by the water-courses.\\n6 Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and\\nto the Holy Ghost;\\nAs it was in the beginning, is now, and ever\\nshall be world without end. Amen.\\nThe Baptism. (Adults.)\\n3^1 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit\\nI m baptized in Thy dear Name;\\nIn the seed Thou dost inherit,\\nWith the people Thou dost claim,\\nI am reckoned;\\nAnd for me the Saviour came.\\n2 Thou receivest me, Father,\\nAs a child and heir of Thine;\\nJesus, Thou who diedst, yea, rather\\n307", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0319.jp2"}, "320": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nEver livest, Thou art mine.\\nThou, O Spirit,\\nArt my Guide, my light Divine.\\n3 I have pledged, and would not falter,\\nTruth, obedience, love to Thee;\\nI have vows upon Thine altar,\\nEver Thine alone to be;\\nAnd forever\\nSin and all its lusts to flee.\\n4 Gracious God, all Thou hast spoken\\nIn this covenant shall take place;\\nBut if I, alas! have broken\\nThese my vows, hide not Thy face;\\nAnd from falling\\nrestore me to Thy grace!\\n5 Lord, to Thee I now surrender\\nAll I have, and all I am;\\nMake my heart more true and tender,\\nGlorify in me Thy Name.\\nLet obedience\\nTo Thy w T ill be all my aim.\\n6 Help me in this high endeavor,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost!\\nBind my heart to Thee forever,\\nTill I join the heavenly host.\\nLiving, dying,\\nLet me make in Thee my boast.\\nJohn Jacob Rambach, 1734.\\nTr. Charles William Schaeffer, 1860.\\nS Z2 S. M.\\n1 Stand, soldier of the cross,\\nThy high allegiance claim,\\nAnd vow to hold the world but loss\\nFor thy Kedeemer s Name.\\n308", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0320.jp2"}, "321": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\n2 Arise, and be baptized,\\nAnd wash thy sins away\\nThy league with God be solemnized,\\nThy faith avouched to-day.\\n3 No more thine own, but Christ s,\\nWith all the saints of old,\\nApostles, seers, evangelists,\\nAnd martyr throngs enrolled,\\n4 In God s whole armor strong,\\nFront hell s embattled powers\\nThe warfare may be sharp and long,\\nThe victory must be ours.\\n5 bright the conqueror s crown,\\nThe song of triumph sweet,\\nWhen faith casts every trophy down\\nAt our great Captain s feet.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1870.\\nThe Confirmation.\\n3^3 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Thine forever God of love\\nHear us from Thy throne above\\nThine forever may we be,\\nHere and in eternity.\\n2 Thine forever: Saviour, keep\\nThese Thy frail and trembling sheep\\nSafe alone beneath Thy care,\\nLet us all Thy goodness share.\\n3 Thine forever! how blest\\nThey who find in Thee their rest\\nSaviour, Guardian, heavenly Friend,\\nO defend us to the end.\\n309", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0321.jp2"}, "322": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 Thine forever! Thou our Guide,\\nAll our wants by Thee supplied;\\nAll our sins by Thee forgiven,\\nLead us, Lord, from earth to heaven.\\n5 Thine forever! Lord of life,\\nShield us through the earthly strife;\\nThou, the Life, the Truth, the Way,\\nGuide us to the realms of day.\\nMary F. Maude, 1848.\\n3^ 3b S. M.\\n1 Dear Saviour, we are Thine\\nBy everlasting bands;\\nOur hearts, our souls, we would resign\\nEntirely to Thy hands.\\n2 To Thee we still would cleave\\nWith ever-growing zeal\\nIf millions tempt us Christ to leave,\\nO let them ne er prevail.\\n3 Thy Spirit shall unite\\nOur souls to Thee, our Head:\\nShall form us. to Thy image bright,\\nAnd teach Thy paths to tread.\\n4 Death may our souls divide\\nFrom these abodes of clay:\\nBut love shall keep us near Thy side,\\nThrough all the gloomy way.\\n5 Since Christ and we are one,\\nWhy should we doubt or fear?\\nIf He in heaven hath fixed His throne,\\nHe ll fix His members there.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1775.\\n310", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0322.jp2"}, "323": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\nL. M.\\n1 O happy day, that fixed my choice\\nOn Thee, my Saviour, and my God:\\nWell may this glowing heart rejoice,\\nAnd tell its raptures all abroad.\\n2 happy bond, that seals my vows\\nTo Him who merits all my love:\\nLet cheerful anthems fill His house,\\nWhile to that sacred shrine I move.\\n3 Tis done, the great transaction s done:\\nI am my Lord s, and He is mine:\\nHe drew me, and I followed on,\\nCharmed to confess the voice Divine.\\n4 Now, rest, my long-divided heart,\\nFixed on this blissful centre rest\\nWith ashes who would grudge to part,\\nWhen called on angel s bread to feast.\\n5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow,\\nThat vow renewed shall daily hear;\\nTill in life s latest hour I bow,\\nAnd bless in death a bond so dear.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\n3^0 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 In Thy service will I ever,\\nJesus, my Redeemer, stay;\\nNothing me from Thee shall sever,\\nGladly would I go Thy way.\\nLife in me Thy life produces,\\nAnd gives vigor to my heart,\\nAs the vine doth living juices\\nTo the purple grape impart.\\n2 Could I be in other places,\\nHalf so happy as with Thee,\\nWho so many gifts and graces\\nHast Thyself prepared for me?\\n311", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0323.jp2"}, "324": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nNo place could be half so fitted\\nTo impart true joy, I ween,\\nSince to Thee, O Lord committed\\nPower in heaven and earth hath been.\\n3 Where shall- I find such a Master,\\nWho hath done my soul such good,\\nAnd retrieved the great disaster\\nSin first caused, by His own blood\\nIs not He my rightful owner,\\nWho for me His own life gave?\\nWere it not a foul dishonor\\nNot to love Him to the grave?\\n4 Yes, Lord Jesus, I am ever\\nThine in sorrow and in joy;\\nDeath the union shall not sever\\nNor eternity destroy.\\nI am waiting, yea, am sighing\\nFor my summons to depart;\\nHe is best prepared for dying\\nWho in life is Thine in heart.\\n5 Let Thy light on me be shining\\nWhen the day is almost gone,\\nWhen the evening is declining,\\nAnd the night is drawing on:\\nBless me, O my Saviour! laying\\nThy hands on my weary head;\\nHere thy day is -ended, saying,\\nYonder live the faithful dead.\\n6 Stay beside me, when the stillness\\nAnd the icy touch of death\\nFills my trembling soul with chillness,\\nLike the morning s frosty breath\\nAs my failing eyes grow dimmer,\\nLet my spirit grow more bright,\\nAs I see the first faint glimmer\\nOf the everlasting light.\\nCarl Philip Spitta 1836.\\n312", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0324.jp2"}, "325": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\nT L. Iff; D.\\n1 Arm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord,\\nWith shield of faith and Spirit s sword,\\nForth to the battle may they go\\nAnd boldly right against the foe,\\nWith banner of the cross unfurled,\\nAnd by it overcome the world;\\nAnd so at last receive from Thee\\nThe palm and crown of victory.\\n2 Come, ever- blessed Spirit, come,\\nAnd make Thy servants hearts Thy home;\\nThus consecrated, Lord, to Thee,\\nMay each a living temple be:\\nEnrich that temple s holy shrine\\nWith sevenfold gifts of grace Divine\\nWith wisdom, light and knowledge bless,\\nStrength, counsel, fear, and godliness.\\n3 Trinity in Lenity,\\nOne only God, and Persons Three,\\nIn whom, through whom, by whom we live,\\nTo Thee we praise and glory give;\\nO grant us so to use Thy grace\\nThat we may see Thy glorious face,\\nAnd ever with the heavenly host\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, alt.\\n3^^ 10. 6. 10. 6. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Here is my heart my God, I give it Thee\\nI heard Thee call and say\\nNot to the world, my child, but unto me;\\nI heard and will obey.\\nHere is love s off ring to my King,\\nWhich, a glad sacrifice, I bring\\nHere is my heart.\\n313", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0325.jp2"}, "326": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n2 Here is my heart surely the gift, though poor,\\nMy God will not despise;\\nVainly and long I sought to make it pure,\\nTo meet Thy searching eyes;\\nCorrupted first in Adam s fall,\\nThe stains of sin pollute it all\\nMy guilty heart!\\n3 Here is my heart! in Christ its longings end,\\nNear to His cross it draws;\\nIt says, Thou art my portion, O my Friend,\\nThy blood my ransom was!\\nAnd in the Saviour it has found\\nWhat blessedness and peace abound\\nMy trusting heart!\\n4 Here is my heart! ah, Holy Spirit, come,\\nIts nature to renew,\\nAnd consecrate it wholly as Thy home,\\nA temple fair and true.\\nTeach it to love and serve Thee more,\\nTo fear Thee, trust Thee, and adore\\nMy cleansed heart!\\n5 Here is my heart! teach it, O Lord, to cling\\nIn gladness unto Thee;\\nAnd in the day of sorrow still to sing,\\nWelcome my God s decree.\\nBelieving, all its journeys through,\\nThat Thou art wise, and just, and true\\nMy waiting heart!\\n6 Here is my heart Friend of friends be near,\\nTo make each tempter fly,\\nAnd when at last\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I death await with fear,\\nGive me the victory!\\nThen gladly on Thy love reposing,\\nLet me say, when my life is closing\\nHere is my heart!\\nEhrenfried Liebich, 1756, Tr.\\n314", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0326.jp2"}, "327": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\n3^0 6.. 4. 6. 4. With Refrain.\\n1 I need Thee every hour,\\nMost gracious Lord;\\nNo tender voice like Thine\\nCan peace afford.\\nBefrain.\\nI need Thee; O I need Thee;\\nEvery hour I need Thee;\\nO bless me now, my Saviour!\\nI come to Thee.\\n2 I need Thee every hour:\\nStay Thou near by;\\nTemptations lose their power\\nWhen Thou art nigh. Bef.\\n3 I need Thee every hour,\\nIn joy or pain;\\nCome quickly and abide,\\nOr life is vain. Bef.\\n4 I need Thee every hour;\\nTeach me Thy will;\\nAnd Thy rich promises\\nIn me fulfill.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Bef.\\n5 I need Thee every hour,\\nMost Holy One;\\nO, make me Thine indeed,\\nThou blessed Son.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Bef.\\nAnnie S. Hawkes, 1872.\\n390 C. M.\\n1 Witness, ye men and angels now,\\nBefore the Lord we speak:\\nTo Him we make our solemn vow,\\nA vow we dare not break:\\n315", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0327.jp2"}, "328": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n2 That long as life itself shall last,\\nOurselves to Christ we yield,\\nNor from His cause will we depart,\\nOr ever quit the field.\\n3 We trust not in our native strength,\\nBut on His grace rely,\\nThat, with returning wants, the Lord\\nWill all our need supply.\\n4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright,\\nAnd keep us in Thy ways;\\nAnd, while we turn our vows to prayers\\nTurn Thou our prayers to praise.\\nRev. Benjamin Beddome, 1817.\\nSOI C. M.\\n1 My God, accept my heart this day,\\nAnd make it always Thine,\\nThat I from Thee no more may stray,\\nNo more from Thee decline.\\n2 Before the cross of Him who died,\\nBehold, I prostrate fall;\\nLet every sin be crucified,\\nLet Christ be All in all!\\n3 Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace,\\nAdopt me for Thine own;\\nThat I may see Thy glorious face,\\nAnd worship at Thy throne!\\n4 May the dear blood, once shed for me,\\nMy blest atonement prove,\\nThat I from first to last may be\\nThe purchase of Thy love!\\n5 Let every thought, and work, and word,\\nTo Thee be ever given:\\nThen life shall be Thy service, Lord,\\nAnd death the gate of heaven!\\nMatthew Bridges, 1848.\\n316", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0328.jp2"}, "329": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\n392 C. M.\\n1 O that the Lord would guide my ways,\\nTo keep His statutes still\\nO that my God would grant me grace\\nTo know and do His will!\\n2 Order my footsteps by Thy word,\\nAnd make my heart sincere\\nLet sin have no dominion, Lord,\\nBut keep my conscience clear.\\n3 Assist my soul, too apt to stray,\\nA stricter watch to keep\\nAnd should I e er forget Thy way,\\nKestore Thy wandering sheep.\\n4 Make me to walk in Thy commands,\\nTis a delightful road:\\nNor let my head, or heart, or hands\\nOffend against my God.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719, a.\\n393 L. M.\\n1 Jesus, and shall it ever be,\\nA mortal man ashamed of Thee!\\nAshamed of Thee, whom angels praise,\\nWhose glories shine through endless days\\n2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far\\nLet evening blush to own a star:\\nHe sheds the beams of light Divine\\nO er this benighted soul of mine.\\n3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon\\nLet midnight be ashamed of noon:\\nTis midnight with my soul till He,\\nBright Morning Star, bid darkness flee.\\n4 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend\\nOn whom my hopes of heaven depend!\\nNo when I blush, be this my shame,\\nThat I no more revere His Name.\\n317", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0329.jp2"}, "330": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n5 Ashamed of Jesus yes, I may\\nWhen I ve no guilt to wash away,\\nNo tear to wipe, no good to crave,\\nNo fears to quell, no soul to save.\\n6 Till then\u00e2\u0080\u0094 nor is my boasting vain\\nTill then I boast a Saviour slain;\\nAnd may this my glory be,\\nThat Christ is not ashamed of me.\\nRev. Joseph Grigg, 1765, alt.\\n394 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7\\n1 Holy Spirit, Lord of glory,\\nLook on us Thy flock to-day,\\nMeekly kneeling at Thy footstool\\nFor Thy sevenfold gifts we pray;\\nGuide us all our earthly journey\\nIn the true and narrow way.\\n2 Foes on every hand are round us,\\nAnd our hearts are weak and frail;\\nGird us with Thy heavenly armor;\\nNever let us yield or quail;\\nGive us victory in the struggle,\\nWhen the hosts of sin assail.\\n3 Blessed Jesus, draw Thou near us,\\nAs before Thy cross we bow\\nHelp us to be true and faithful,\\nSeal our sacramental vow;\\nWe Thy soldiers are, and servants;\\nHear our solemn promise now.\\n4 Lead us by Thy guiding presence\\nThrough the waste, with danger rife;\\nFeed us with the heavenly manna,\\nThat we faint not in the strife;\\nSlake our weary spirits thirsting,\\nFrom the living well of life.\\n318", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0330.jp2"}, "331": {"fulltext": "THE CONFIRMATION.\\n5 Looking ever unto Jesus,\\nLeaning on His staff and rod;\\nMay we follow in His footsteps,\\nTread the path that He has trod,\\nTill we dwell with Him forever\\nIn the Paradise of God.\\nRev. R. H. Baylies, 1868.\\n395 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Holy Spirit, Lord of love,\\nThou who comest from above,\\nGifts of blessing to bestow\\nOn Thy waiting Church below;\\nOnce again in love draw near\\nTo Thy children gathered here.\\n2 From their bright baptismal day,\\nThrough their childhood s onward way,\\nThou hast been their constant guide,\\nWatching ever by their side;\\nMay they now till life shall end,\\nChoose and know Thee as their Friend.\\n3 Give them light Thy truth to see,\\nGive them life to live for Thee,\\nDaily power to conquer sin,\\nPatient faith the crown to win\\nShield them from temptation s breath,\\nKeep them faithful unto death.\\n.4 When the holy vow is made,\\nWhen the hands are on them laid,\\nCome, in this most solemn hour,\\nWith Thy sev nfold gifts of power,\\nCome, Thou blessed Spirit, come,\\nMake each heart Thy happy home.\\nArchbishop William D. Maclagan, 1873.\\n319", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0331.jp2"}, "332": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nThe Holy Communion.\\n396 9. 8. 9. 8.\\n1 O Rock of Ages, one foundation,\\nOn which the living Church doth rest,\\nThe Church, whose walls are strong salvation,\\nWhose gates are praise Thy Name be blest!\\n2 Son of the living God, O call us\\nOnce and again to follow Thee;\\nAnd give us strength, whate er befall us,\\nThy true disciples still to be.\\n3 When fears appall, and faith is failing,\\nMake Thy voice heard o er wind and wave,\\nWhy doubt? and in Thy love prevailing\\nPut forth Thine hand to help and save.\\n4 And if our coward hearts deny Thee,\\nIn inmost thought, in deed, or word,\\nLet not our hardness still defy Thee,\\nBut with a look subdue us, Lord.\\n5 strengthen Thou our weak endeavor\\nThee in Thy sheep to serve and tend,\\nTo give ourselves to Thee for ever,\\nAnd find Thee with us to the end.\\nRev. Henry A. Martin, 1869.\\n39^? 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus sinners doth receive!\\nLet the lost and weeping hear it;\\nThough in sin and shame they grieve,\\nAnd Jehovah s anger merit,\\nHere g what can their woe relieve\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n2 No such mercy can we claim,\\nBut our blessed Lord hath spoken;\\nHe hath sworn by His great Name,\\n320", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0332.jp2"}, "333": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\nAnd His word cannot be broken.\\nHeaven is open! I believe\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n3 As the shepherd seeks to find\\nHis lost sheep that from him strayeth,\\nSo hath Cbrist each soul in mind,\\nAnd for its salvation prayeth;\\nFain He d have each wanderer live\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n4 Come then, all by guilt oppressed,\\nJesus calls, and He would make you\\nGod s own children, pure and blest,\\nAnd to glory He would take you;\\nThink on this, and well believe,\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n5 In my grief I now draw near,\\nAll my sinfulness confessing;\\nSaviour, my petition hear,\\nGrant me pardon and Thy blessing;\\nHelp, O help me to believe,\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n6 Cheered at thought of peace with God,\\nDarkness yields to hopeful brightness;\\nThrough the merit of Thy blood\\nScarlet sins are turned to whiteness,\\nAs I say, and now believe,\\nJesus sinners doth receive.\\n7 Now my conscience is at peace;\\nFrom the law I stand acquitted;\\nChrist hath purchased my release,\\nAnd my every sin remitted.\\nNaught remains my soul to grieve,\\nJesus sinners doth receive!\\nErdmann Neumeister, 1718.\\nTr. 1890.\\n321", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0333.jp2"}, "334": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n398 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face;\\nHere would I touch and handle things\\nunseen,\\nHere grasp with firmer hand the eternal\\ngrace,\\nAnd all my weariness upon Thee lean.\\n2 Here would I feed upon the bread of God,\\nHere drink with Thee the royal wine of\\nheaven\\nHere would I lay aside each earthly load,\\nHere taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.\\n3 This is the hour of banquet and of song;\\nThis is the heavenly table spread for me:\\nHere let me feast, and, feasting, still prolong\\nThe brief, bright hour of fellowship with\\nThee.\\n4 I have no help but Thine, nor do I need\\nAnother arm save Thine to lean upon:\\nIt is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;\\nMy strength is in Thy might, Thy might\\nalone.\\n5 Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness;\\nMine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing\\nblood;\\nHere is my robe, my refuge, and my peace,\\nThy blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my\\nGod.\\n6 Feast after feast thus comes, and passes by;\\nYet, passing, points to the glad feast above,\\nGiving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,\\nThe Lamb s great bridal feast of bliss and\\nlove.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1855.\\n322", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0334.jp2"}, "335": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\n399 8. 8.8. 8. D.\\n1 Deck thyself, my soul, with gladness,\\nLeave the gloomy haunts of sadness,\\nCome into the day-light s splendor,\\nThere with joy thy praises render\\nUnto Him whose grace unbounded\\nHath this wondrous banquet founded;\\nHigh o er all the heav ns He reigneth,\\nYet to dwell with thee He deigneth.\\n2 Hasten as a bride to meet Him,\\nAnd with loving reverence greet Him,\\nWho with words of life immortal\\nNow is knocking at thy portal;\\nHaste to make for Him a pathway\\nCast thee at His feet, now saying:\\nSince O Lord, Thou com st to save me\\nHelp me that I ll ne er turn from Thee.\\n3 Now I sink before Thee, lowly,\\nFilled with joy most deep and holy,\\nAs with trembling awe and wonder\\nOn Thy mighty works I ponder,\\nHow by mystery surrounded,\\nDepths no man has ever sounded,\\nNone may dare to pierce, unbidden,\\nSecrets that with Thee are hidden.\\n4 Sun, who all my life dost brighten,\\nLight, who dost my soul enlighten,\\nJoy, the sweetest man e er knoweth,\\nFount, whence all my being floweth,\\nAt Thy feet I cry, my Maker;\\nLet me be a fit partaker\\nOf this blessed food from heaven,\\nFor our good, Thy glory, given.\\nJohann Frank, 1650.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth.\\n323", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0335.jp2"}, "336": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\niOO 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n(Or to St. George s, Windsor.)\\n1 At the Lamb s high feast we sing\\nPraise to our victorious King,\\nWho hath washed us in the tide\\nFlowing from His pierced side;\\nPraise we Him whose love Divine\\nGives His sacred blood for wine,\\nGives His body for the feast,\\nChrist the Victim, Christ the Priest.\\n2 Where the paschal blood is poured,\\nDeath s dark angel sheathes his sword;\\nIsrael s hosts triumphant go\\nThrough the wave that drowns the foe.\\nPraise we Christ, whose blood is shed,\\nPaschal Victim, Paschal Bread;\\nWith sincerity and love\\nEat we manna from above.\\n3 Mighty Victim from the sky,\\nPowers of hell beneath Thee lie;\\nDeath is conquered in the fight,\\nThou hast brought us life and light:\\nPaschal triumph, paschal joy,\\nOnly sin can this destroy;\\nFrom the death of sin set free\\nSouls re-born, dear Lord, in Thee.\\nAnon. (Latin, 6th cent.)\\nTr. Robert Campbell, 1849, alt.\\n-3LOJL 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Lo, the feast is spread to-day!\\nJesus summons, come away!\\nFrom the vanity of life,\\nFrom the sounds of mirth or strife,\\n324", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0336.jp2"}, "337": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\nTo the feast by Jesus given,\\nCome and taste the bread of heaven.\\nWhy, with proud excuse and vain,\\nSpurn His mercy once again?\\n2 From amidst life s social ties,\\nFrom the farm and merchandise,\\nCome, for all is now prepared;\\nFreely given, be freely shared.\\nBlessed are the lips that taste\\nOur Redeemer s marriage feast;\\nBlessed who on Him shall feed,\\nBread of Life, and drink indeed\\n3 Blessed, for their thirst is o er,\\nThey shall never hunger more.\\nMake, then, once again your choice,\\nHear to-day His calling voice;\\nServants, do your Master s will;\\nBidden guests, His table fill;\\nCome, before His wrath shall swear:\\nYe shall never enter there.\\nDr. Henry Alford, 1845.\\n402 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus, to Thy table led,\\nNow let ev ry heart be fed\\nWith the true and living Bread.\\n2 While in penitence we kneel,\\nThy sweet presence let us feel,\\nAll Thy wondrous love reveal.\\n3 While on Thy dear cross we gaze,\\nMourning o er our sinful ways,\\nTurn our sadness into praise.\\n325", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0337.jp2"}, "338": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n4 When we taste the mystic wine,\\nOf Thine out-poured blood the sign,\\nFill our hearts with love Divine.\\n5 Draw us to Thy wounded side,\\nWhence there flowed the healing tide;\\nThere our sins and sorrows hide.\\n6 From the bonds of sin release,\\nCold and wavering faith increase;\\nLamb of God, grant us Thy peace.\\n7 Lead us by Thy pierced hand,\\nTill around Thy throne we stand\\nIn the bright and better land.\\nRev. Robert H. Baynes, 1864.\\n403 9. 8. 9. 8.\\n1 Bread of the world in mercy broken,\\nWine of the soul in mercy shed,\\nBy whom the words of life were spoken,\\nAnd in whose death our sins are dead;\\n2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken,\\nLook on the tears by sinners shed;\\nAnd by Thy feast to us the token\\nThat by Thy grace our souls are fed.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, publ. 1827.\\n404 L. M.\\n(Or to Rockingham.)\\n1 My God, and is Thy table spread?\\nAnd does Thy cup with love o erflow?\\nThither be all Thy children led,\\nAnd let them all its sweetness know.\\n2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,\\nRich banquet of His flesh and blood!\\nThrice happy he who here partakes\\nThat sacred stream, that heavenly food!\\n326", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0338.jp2"}, "339": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\n3 Why are its blessings all in vain\\nBefore unwilling hearts displayed?\\nWas not for us the Victim slain?\\nAre we forbid the children s bread?\\n4 let Thy table honored be,\\nAnd furnished well with joyful guests;\\nAnd may each soul salvation see,\\nThat here its sacred pledges tastes.\\n5 Let crowds approach, with hearts prepared;\\nWith warm desire let all attend;\\nNor, when we leave our Father s board,\\nThe pleasures or the profit end.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755, a.\\n40o 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 O living Bread from heaven,\\nHow hast Thou fed Thy guest!\\nThe gifts Thou now hast given\\nHave filled my heart with rest,\\nwondrous flood of blessing,\\nO cup that heals our woes!\\nMy heart, this gift possessing\\nOn thankful song o erflows.\\n2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me\\nWithin Thy holiest place,\\nAnd there Thyself hast fed me\\nWith treasures of Thy grace*:\\nAnd Thou hast freely given\\nWhat earth could never buy,\\nThe Bread of Life from heaven,\\nThat now I shall not die.\\n3 Thou givest all I wanted,\\nThe food can death destroy;\\nAnd Thou hast freely granted\\nThe cup of endless joy.\\n327", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0339.jp2"}, "340": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\nAh, Lord, I do not merit\\nThe favor Thou hast shown,\\nAnd all my soul and spirit\\nBow down before Thy throne!\\n4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened\\nWith heavenly food, while here\\nMy course on earth is lengthened,\\nI serve with holy fear:\\nAnd when Thou call st my spirit\\nTo leave this world below,\\nI enter, through Thy merit,\\nWhere joys unmingled flow.\\nJohn Rist, 1651.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858.\\n-3bO\u00c2\u00a9 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored,\\nWe keep the memory adored,\\nAnd show the death of our dear Lord\\nUntil He come.\\n2 His body broken in our stead\\nIs here in this memorial bread,\\nAnd so our feeble love is fed\\nUntil He come.\\n3 The streams of His dread agony,\\nHis life-blood shed for us, we see;\\nThe wine shall tell the mystery\\nUntil He come.\\n4 And thus that dark betrayal night\\nWith the last advent we unite\\nBy one blest chain of loving rite\\nUntil He come.\\n328", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0340.jp2"}, "341": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\n5 Until the trump of God be heard.\\nUntil the ancient graves be stirred,\\nAnd, with the great commanding word,\\nThe Lord shall come.\\n6 O blessed hope! with this elate\\nLet not our hearts be desolate,\\nBut, strong in faith, in patience wait\\nUntil He come.\\nGeorge Rawson, 1876.\\nOT L. M.\\n1 Jesus, Thou Joy of loving hearts,\\nThou Fount of life, Thou Light of men,\\nFrom the blest bliss that earth imparts\\nWe turn unfilled to Thee again.\\n2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood;\\nThou savest those that on Thee call;\\nTo them that seek Thee, Thou art good,\\nTo them that find Thee, All in all.\\n3 We taste Thee, O Thou living Bread,\\nAnd long to feast upon Thee still;\\nWe drink of Thee, the Fountain Head,\\nAnd thirst our souls from Thee to fill.\\n4 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee,\\nWhere er our changeful lot is cast;\\nGlad, that Thy gracious smile we see 1\\nBlest, that our faith can hold Thee fast.\\n5 O Jesus, ever with us stay!\\nMake all our moments calm and bright;\\nChase the dark night of sin away,\\nShed o er the world Thy holy light.\\nBernard of Clairvaux, d. 1153.\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1858 a.\\n329", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0341.jp2"}, "342": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n408 C. M.\\n1 Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless\\nThy chosen pilgrim flock\\nWith manna in the wilderness,\\nWith water from the rock.\\n2 Hungry and thirsty, faint and weak,\\nAs Thou when here below,\\nOur souls the joys celestial seek\\nWhich from Thy sorrows flow.\\n3 We would not live by bread alone,\\nBut by that word of grace,\\nIn strength of which we travel on\\nTo our abiding-place.\\n4 Be known to us in breaking bread,\\nBut do not then depart,\\nSaviour, abide with us, and spread\\nThy table in our heart.\\n5 There sup with us in love Divine;\\nThy body and Thy blood,\\nThat living bread, that heavenly wine,\\nBe our immortal food.\\nVerses 1,2,3, Anon; verses 4,5,\\nJames Montgomery, 1825.\\n409 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Zion, to thy Saviour singing,\\nTo thy Prince and Shepherd bringing\\nSweetest hymns of love and praise,\\nThou wilt never reach the measure\\nOf His worth, by all its treasure\\nOf thy most ecstatic lays.\\n330", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0342.jp2"}, "343": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\n2 Of all wonders that can thrill thee\\nAnd with adoration fill thee,\\nWhat than this can greater be,\\nThat Himself to thee He giveth?\\nHe that eateth ever liveth,\\nFor the Bread of Life is He.\\n3 Fill thy lips to overflowing\\nWith sweet praise, His mercy showing\\nWho this heavenly table spread:\\nOn this day so glad and holy,\\nTo each longing spirit lowly\\nGiveth He the living Bread.\\n4 Here the King hath spread His table,\\nWhereon eyes of faith are able m\\nChrist our Passover to trace:\\nShadows of the law are going,\\nLight and life and truth inflowing,\\nNight to day is giving place.\\n5 Good Shepherd, Bread life-giving,\\nUs, Thy grace and life receiving,\\nFeed and shelter evermore;\\nThou on earth our weakness guiding,\\nWe in heaven with Thee abiding\\nWith all saints will Thee adore.\\nThomas Aquinas, c. 1260.\\nTr. Rev. Alexander R. Thompson, 1883.\\n410 C. M.\\n1 According to Thy gracious word,\\nIn meek humility,\\nThis will I do, my dying Lord,\\nI will remember Thee.\\n2 Thy body, broken for my sake,\\nMy bread from heaven shall be;\\nThe testamental cup I take,\\nAnd thus remember Thee.\\n331", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0343.jp2"}, "344": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n3 Gethsemane can I forget?\\nOr there Thy conflict see,\\nThine agony and bloody sweat,\\nAnd not remember Thee?\\n4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,\\nAnd rest on Calvary,\\nLamb of God, my Sacrifice,\\nI must remember Thee;\\n5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains,\\nAnd all Thy love to me:\\nYea, while a breath, a pulse remains,\\nWill I remember Thee.\\n6 ^.nd when these failing lips grow dumb,\\nAnd mind and memory flee,\\nWhen Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come,\\nJesus, remember me.\\nJames Montgomery, 1825.\\n-^11 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 This is my body, which is giv n for you;\\nDo this, He said, and break, rememb ring\\nme.\\nO Lamb of God, our Paschal off ring true,\\nTo us the Bread of Life each moment be.\\n2 This is my blood, for sins remission shed;\\nHe spake, and passed the cup of blessing\\nround;\\nSo let us drink, and, on life s fullness fed,\\nWith heavenly joy each quickening pulse\\nshall bound.\\n3 Some will betray Thee Master, is it I?\\nLeaning upon Thy love, we ask in fear\\nOurselves mistrusting, earnestly we cry\\nTo Thee, the Strong, for strength, when sin\\nis near.\\n332", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0344.jp2"}, "345": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\n4 But round us fall the evening shadows dim;\\nA saddened awe pervades our darkening\\nsense;\\nIn solemn choir we sing the parting hymn,\\nAnd hear Thy voice, Arise, let us go hence.\\nCharles L. Ford, 1880.\\n^12 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 O blest memorial of our dying Lord,\\nWho living bread to men doth here afford!\\nO may our souls for ever feed on Thee,\\nAnd Thou, O Christ, for ever precious be!\\n2 Fountain of goodness! Jesus, Lord and God!\\nCleanse us, unclean, with Thy most cleansing\\nblood;\\nIncrease our faith and love, that we may\\nknow\\nThe hope and peace which from Thy presence\\nflow.\\n3 O Christ! whom now beneath a vail we see,\\nMay what we thirst for soon our portion be;\\nTo gaze on Thee unvailed, and see Thy face,\\nThe vision of Thy glory and Thy grace.\\nRev. James R. Woodford, 1880.\\n413 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 True Bread of Life, in pitying mercy giv n,\\nLong famished souls to strengthen and to\\nfeed;\\nChrist Jesus, Son of God, true Bread of heav n,\\nThy flesh is meat, Thy blood is drink\\nindeed.\\n333", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0345.jp2"}, "346": {"fulltext": "THE MEANS OF GRACE.\\n2 I cannot famish, though this earth should fail,\\nThough life through all its fields should\\npine and die;\\nThough the sweet verdure should forsake\\neach vale,\\nAnd every stream of every land run dry.\\n3 True Tree of Life, of Thee I eat and live;\\nWho eateth of Thy fruit shall never die;\\nTis Thine the everlasting health to give,\\nThe youth and bloom of immortality.\\n4 Feeding on Thee all weakness turns to power,\\nThis sickly soul revives, like earth in\\nspring;\\nSrength floweth on and in, each buoyant\\nhour,\\nThis being seems all energy, all wing.\\n5 Jesus, our dying, buried, risen Head,\\nThy Church s Life and Lord, Emmanuel!\\nAt Thy dear cross we find the eternal Bread,\\nAnd in Thy empty tomb the living Well.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1857.\\n-3bl^ 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Many centuries have fled\\nSince our Saviour broke the bread,\\nAnd this sacred feast ordained,\\nEver by His Church retained:\\nThose His body who discern,\\nThus shall meet till His return.\\n2 Through the Church s long eclipse,\\nWhen, from priest or pastor s lips,\\nTruth Divine was never heard,\\nMid the famine of the word,\\nStill these symbols witness gave\\nTo His love who died to save.\\n334", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0346.jp2"}, "347": {"fulltext": "THE HOLY COMMUNION.\\nAll who bear the Saviour s Name,\\nHere their common faith proclaim;\\nThough diverse in tongue or rite,\\nHere, one body we unite;\\nBreaking thus one mystic bread,\\nMembers of one common Head.\\nCome, the blessed emblems share,\\nWhich the Saviour s death declare;\\nCome, on truth immortal feed;\\nFor His flesh is meat indeed:\\nSaviour! witness with the sign,\\nThat our ransomed souls are Thine.\\nJosiah Conder, 1836.\\nIV. THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nPrayer and Aspiration.\\n41S 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart;\\nMake me teachable and mild,\\nUpright, simple, free from art,\\nMake me as a weaned child,\\nFrom distrust and envy free,\\nPleased with all that pleases Thee.\\n2 What Thou shalt to-day provide,\\nLet me as a child receive;\\nWhat to-morrow may betide,\\nCalmly to Thy wisdom leave;\\nTis enough that Thou wilt care\\nWhy should I the burden bear?\\n3 As a little child relies\\nOn a care beyond his own;\\nKnows he s neither strong nor wise,\\n335", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0347.jp2"}, "348": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nFears to stir a step alone;\\nLet me thus with Thee abide,\\nAs my Father, Guard, and Guide.\\n4 Thus preserved from Satan s wiles,\\nSafe from dangers, free from fears,\\nMay I live upon Thy smiles\\nTill the promised hour appears,\\nWhen the sons of God shall prove\\nAll their Father s boundless love.\\nRev. John Newton 1779.\\n416 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,\\nJesus loves to answer prayer;\\nHe Himself invites thee near,\\nBids thee ask Him waits to hear.\\n2 With my burden I begin:\\nLord, remove this load of sin!\\nLet Thy blood, for sinners spilt,\\nSet my conscience free from guilt.\\n3 Lord, I come to Thee for rest;\\nTake possession of my breast;\\nThere, Thy blood-bought right maintain,\\nAnd without a rival reign.\\n4 While I am a pilgrim here,\\nLet Thy love my spirit cheer;\\nAs my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,\\nLead me to my journey s end!\\n5 Show me what I have to do;\\nEvery hour my strength renew;\\nLet me live a life of faith,\\nLet me die Thy people s death.\\nRev. John Newton 1779.\\n336", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0348.jp2"}, "349": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n\u00c2\u00ab7 C. M.\\n1 Walk in the light, so shalt thou know\\nThat fellowship of love\\nHis Spirit only can bestow,\\nWho reigns in light above.\\n2 Walk in the light, and thou shalt find\\nThy heart made truly His\\nWho dwells in cloudless light enshrined,\\nIn whom no darkness is.\\n3 Walk in the light, and thou shalt own\\nThy darkness passed away,\\nBecause that light hath on thee shone,\\nIn which is perfect day.\\n4 Walk in the light, and e en the tomb\\nNo fearful shade shall wear;\\nGlory shall chase away its gloom\\nFor Christ hath conquered there.\\n5 Walk in the light, and thine shall be\\nA path, though thorny, bright;\\nFor God, by grace, shall dwell in thee,\\nAnd God Himself is light.\\nBernard Barton, 1820.\\nZb\u00c2\u00b1 S. M.\\n1 Sweet is Thy mercy, Lord;\\nBefore Thy mercy-seat\\nMy soul, adoring, pleads Thy word,\\nAnd owns Thy mercy sweet.\\n2 My need, and Thy desires,\\nAre all in Christ complete;\\nThou hast the justice truth requires,\\nAnd I Thy mercy sweet.\\n337", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0349.jp2"}, "350": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Where er Thy Name is blest,\\nWhere er Thy people meet,\\nThere I delight in Thee to rest,\\nAnd find Thy mercy sweet.\\n4 Light Thou my weary way\\nLead Thou my wandering feet,\\nThat while I stay on earth I may\\nStill find Thy mercy sweet.\\n5 Thus shall the heavenly host\\nHear all my songs repeat,\\nTo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost\\nMy joy, Thy mercy sweet.\\nRev, John S. B. Monsell, 1862.\\n419 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 I need Thee, precious Jesus,\\nFor I am full of sin;\\nMy soul is dark and guilty,\\nMy heart is dead within;\\nI need the cleansing fountain\\nWhere I can always flee,\\nThe blood of Christ most precious,\\nThe sinner s perfect plea.\\n2 I need Thee, blessM Jesus,\\nFor I am very poor;\\nA stranger and a pilgrim,\\nI have no earthly store.\\nI need the love of Jesus\\nTo cheer me on my way,\\nTo guide my doubting footsteps,\\nTo be my strength and stay.\\n3 I need Thee, blessed Jesus;\\nI need a friend like Thee,\\nA friend to soothe and pity,\\nA friend to care for me.\\n338", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0350.jp2"}, "351": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\nI need the heart of Jesus\\nTo feel each anxious care,\\nTo tell my every trial,\\nAnd all my sorrows share.\\n4 I need Thee, blessed Jesus,\\nAnd hope to see Thee soon,\\nEncircled with the rainbow\\nAnd seated on Thy throne:\\nThere, with Thy blood-bought children,\\nMy joy shall ever be\\nTo sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus,\\nTo gaze, my Lord, on Thee.\\nRev. Frederick Whitfield, 1855.\\n420 S. M.\\n1 Come to the morning prayer\\nCome let us kneel and pray;\\nPrayer is the Christian pilgrim s staff,\\nTo walk with God all day.\\n2 At noon beneath the Rock\\nOf Ages rest and pray;\\nSweet is the shadow from the heat,\\nWhen the sun smites by day.\\n3 At eve shut to the door,\\nRound the home-altar pray,\\nAnd finding there the house of God,\\nAt heaven s gate close the day.\\n4 When midnight seals our eyes,\\nLet each in spirit say,\\nI sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord,\\nWith Thee to watch and pray.\\nJames Montgomery, 1842.\\n339", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0351.jp2"}, "352": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n421 L. M.\\n1 Prom ev ry stormy wind that blows,\\nProm ev ry swelling tide of woes,\\nThere is a calm, a sure retreat;\\nTis found beneath the mercy-seat.\\n2 There is a place where Jesus sheds\\nThe oil of gladnes on our heads,\\nA place than all besides more sweet;\\nIt is the blood-stained mercy-seat.\\n3 There is a spot where spirits blend,\\nWhere friend holds fellowship with friend,\\nThough sundered far; by faith they meet\\nAround the common mercy-seat.\\n4 Ah, whither could we flee for aid,\\nWhen tempted, desolate, dismayed,\\nOr how the hosts of hell defeat,\\nHad suffering saints no mercy-seat?\\n5 There, there on eagle wings we soar,\\nAnd time and sense seem all no more,\\nAnd heaven comes down our souls to greet,\\nAnd glory crowns the mercy-seat.\\nRev. Hugh Stowell 1828.\\n422 C. M.\\n1 Prayer is the soul s sincere desire,\\nUttered or unexpressed;\\nThe motion of a hidden fire\\nThat trembles in the breast.\\n2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,\\nThe falling of a tear,\\nThe upward glancing of an eye,\\nWhen none but God is near.\\n340", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0352.jp2"}, "353": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech\\nThat infant lips can try;\\nPrayer, the sublimest strains that reach\\nThe Majesty on high.\\n4 Prayer is the Christian s vital breath,\\nThe Christian s native air;\\nHis watchword at the gates of death,\\nHe enters heaven with prayer.\\n5 Prayer is the contrite sinner s voice,\\nReuirning from his ways;\\nWhile angels, in their songs rejoice,\\nAnd cry, Behold, he prays!\\n6 The saints in prayer appear as one,\\nIn word, and deed, and mind,\\nWhile with the Father and the Son\\nSweet fellowship they find.\\n7 Nor prayer is made by man alone,\\nThe Holy Spirit pleads;\\nAnd Jesus on th eternal throne\\nFor mourner s intercedes.\\n8 Thou, by whom we come to God,\\nThe Life, the Truth, the Way\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nThe path of prayer Thyself hast trod:\\nLord, teach us how to pray!\\nJames Montgomery, 1818.\\n423 C. M.\\n1 There is an eye that never sleeps\\nBeneath the wing of night;\\nThere is an ear that never shuts\\nWhen sink the beams of light.\\n2 There is an arm that never tires,\\nWhen human strength gives way;\\nThere is a love that never fails,\\nWhen earthly loves decay.\\n341", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0353.jp2"}, "354": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs;\\nThat arm upholds the sky;\\nThat ear is filled with angel songs;\\nThat love is throned on high.\\n4 But there s a power which man can wield\\nWhen mortal aid is vain,\\nThat eye, that arm, that love to reach,\\nThat listening ear to gain.\\n5 That power is prayer, which soars on high,\\nThrough Jesus, to the throne;\\nAnd moves the hand which moves the world,\\nTo bring salvation down!\\nRev. James C. Wallace, 1830.\\n-52?^L 10. 4. 10. 4.\\n1 I do not ask, Lord, that life may be\\nA pleasant road;\\nI do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me\\nAught of its load.\\n2 I do not ask that flowers should always\\nspring\\nBeneath my feet;\\nI know too well the poison and the sting\\nOf things too sweet.\\n3 For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord I plead:\\nLead me aright,\\nThough strength should falter and though\\nhearts should bleed,\\nThrough peace to light.\\n4 I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed\\nFull radiance here;\\nGive but a ray of peace, that I may tread\\nWithout a fear.\\n342", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0354.jp2"}, "355": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n5 I do not ask my cross to understand,\\nMy way to see;\\nBetter in darkness just to feel Thy hand,\\nAnd follow Thee.\\n6 Joy is like restless day; but peace Divine\\nLike quiet night:\\nLead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall shine,\\nThrough peace to light.\\nAdelaide A. Proctor, 1862.\\n425 C. M.\\n1 O for a closer walk with God,\\nA calm and heav nly frame,\\nA light to shine upon the road\\nThat leads me to the Lamb.\\n2 Return, O holy Dove, return,\\nSweet messenger of rest;\\nI hate the sins that made Thee mourn,\\nAnd drove Thee from my breast.\\n3 The dearest idol I have known,\\nWhate er that idol be,\\nHelp me to tear it from Thy throne,\\nAnd worship only Thee.\\n4 So shall my walk be close with God,\\nCalm and serene my frame;\\nSo purer light shall mark the road\\nThat leads me to the Lamb.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1772.\\n426 C. M.\\n1 Great Shepherd of Thy people, hear;\\nThy presence now display;\\nWe plead within Thy house of pray r;\\ngive us hearts to pray.\\n343", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0355.jp2"}, "356": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nShow us some token of Thy love,\\nOur feeble hopes to raise;\\nAnd pour Thy blessing from above,\\nThat we may render praise.\\n3 Within these walls let holy peace,\\nAnd love and concord dwell;\\nHere give the troubled conscience ease,\\nThe wounded spirit heal.\\n4 The hearing ear, the watchful eye,\\nThe contrite heart bestow:\\nAnd shine upon us from on high,\\nTo make our graces grow.\\n5 May we in faith receive Thy word,\\nIn faith address our prayers;\\nAnd in the presence of the Lord\\nUnbosom all our cares.\\n6 And may Thy gospel s joyful sound,\\nEnforced by grace Divine,\\nAwaken many sinners round,\\nAnd bend their wills to Thine.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779.\\n427 C. M.\\n1 O for a heart to praise my God,\\nA heart from sin set free;\\nA heart that always feels Thy blood\\nSo freely shed for me!\\n2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,\\nMy dear Redeemer s throne;\\nWhere only Christ is heard to speak,\\nWhere Jesus reigns alone!\\n344", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0356.jp2"}, "357": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n3 for a lowly, contrite heart,\\nBelieving, true, and clean!\\nWhich neither life nor death can part\\nFrom Him that dwells within.\\n4 A heart in every thought renewed,\\nAnd filled with love Divine;\\nPerfect, and right, and pure, and good;\\nAn image, Lord! of Thine.\\n5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;\\nCome quickly from above;\\nWrite Thy new Name upon my heart,\\nThy new, best Name of Love.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1742.\\n^bS^^ L. M.\\n(Or to Ward.,\\n1 Thou, to whose all-searching sight\\nThe darkness shineth as the light,\\nSearch, prove my heart, it pants for Thee;\\nO burst these bonds, and set it free.\\n2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross;\\nNail my affections to the cross;\\nHallow each thought; let all within\\nBe clean, as Thou, my Lord, art clean.\\n3 If in this darkness wild I stray,\\nBe Thou my Light, be Thou my Way;\\nNo foes, no violence I fear,\\nNo harm, while Thou, my God, art near.\\n4 When rising floods my head o erflow,\\nWhen sinks my heart in waves of woe,\\nJesus, Thy timely aid impart,\\nAnd raise my head, and cheer my heart.\\n345", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0357.jp2"}, "358": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 Saviour, where er Thy steps I see,\\nDauntless, untired, I follow Thee:\\nlet Thy hand support me still,\\nAnd lead me to Thy holy hill.\\n6 If rough and thorny be my way,\\nMy strength porportion to my day;\\nTill toil and grief and pain shall cease\\nWhere all is calm and joy and peace.\\nCount Nicolaus L. von Zinzendorf 1721.\\nVerse 4, J. A. Freylinghausen, 1704\\nTr. Rev. John Wesley, 1738, alt.\\n429 L. M\\n1 My God, permit me not to be\\nA stranger to myself and Thee;\\nAmidst a thousand thoughts I rove,\\nForgetful of my highest love.\\n2 Why should my passions mix with earth,\\nAnd thus debase my highest birth?\\nWhy should I cleave to things below,\\nAnd let my God, my Saviour, go?\\n3 Call me away from flesh and sense:\\nOne sovereign word can draw me thence;\\n1 would obey the voice Divine,\\nAnd all inferior joys resign.\\n4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn,\\nLet noise and vanity be gone;\\nIn secret silence of the mind\\nMy heaven, and there my God, I find.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n430 L. M.\\n1 What various hindrances we meet,\\nIn coming to a mercy-seat?\\nYet who that knows the worth of prayer,\\nBut wishes to be often there?\\n346", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0358.jp2"}, "359": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n2 Prayer makes the darkened clouds withdraw;\\nPrayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw,\\nGives exercise to faith and love,\\nBrings every blessing from above.\\n3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight;\\nPrayer makes the Christian s armor bright;\\nAnd Satan trembles when he sees\\nThe weakest saint upon his knees.\\n4 When half the breath thus vainly spent,\\nTo heaven in supplication sent,\\nOur cheerful song would oftener be,\\nHear what the Lord hath done for me.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1772.\\n431 S. M.\\n1 My God, permit my tongue\\nThis joy, to call Thee mine;\\nAnd let my early cries prevail\\nTo taste Thy love Divine.\\n2 My thirsty, fainting soul\\nThy mercy doth implore;\\nNot travelers in desert lands\\nCan pant for water more.\\n3 In wakeful hours at night,\\nI call my God to mind;\\nI think how wise Thy counsels are,\\nAnd all Thy dealings kind.\\n4 Since Thou hast been my help,\\nTo Thee my spirit flies;\\nAnd on Thy watchful providence\\nMy cheerful hope relies.\\n347", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0359.jp2"}, "360": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 The shadow of Thy wings\\nMy soul in safety keeps;\\nI follow where my Father leads,\\nAnd He supports my steps.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n432 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n(Or to Springfield.)\\n1 Lord! I cannot let Thee go,\\nTill a blessing Thou bestow;\\nDo not turn away Thy face,\\nMine s an urgent, pressing case.\\n2 Once a sinner, in despair,\\nSought Thy mercy-seat by prayer;\\nMercy heard and set him free\\nLord! that mercy came to me.\\n3 Many days have passed since then,\\nMany changes I have seen;\\nYet have been upheld till now;\\nWho could hold me up but Thou?\\n4 Thou hast helped in every need\\nThis emboldens me to plead;\\nAfter so much mercy passed,\\nCanst Thou let me sink at last?\\n5 No I must maintain my hold;\\nTis Thy goodnes makes me bold;\\nI can no denial take,\\nSince I plead for Jesus sake.\\nRev. John Newton 1800.\\n433 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 More love to Thee, O Christ,\\nMore love to Thee!\\nHear Thou the prayer I make\\nOn bended knee;\\n348", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0360.jp2"}, "361": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\nThis is my earnest plea,\\nMore love, O Christ, to Thee:||\\nMore love to Thee!\\n2 Once earthly joy I craved,\\nSought peace and rest;\\nNow Thee alone I seek,\\nGive what is best:\\nThis all my prayer shall be,\\nMore love, O Christ, to Thee:||\\nMore love to Thee!\\n3 Let sorrow do its work,\\nSend grief and pain;\\nSweet are Thy messengers,\\nSweet their refrain,\\nWhen they can sing with me,\\nMore love, O Christ, to Thee:||\\nMore love to Thee!\\n4 Then shall my latest breath\\nWhisper Thy praise;\\nThis be the parting cry\\nMy heart shall raise,\\nThis still its prayer shall be,\\nMore love, O Christ, to Thee:||\\nMore love to Thee!\\nElizabeth P. Prentiss 1869.\\n^3^ L. M.\\n1 Where is my God? does He retire\\nBeyond the reach of humble sigh?\\nAre these weak breathings of desire\\nToo languid to ascend the skies?\\n2 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye;\\nSee where the great Redeemer stands,\\nThe glorious Advocate on high,\\nWith precious incense in His hands!\\n349", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0361.jp2"}, "362": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 He sweetens every humble groan;\\nHe recommends each broken prayer;\\nRecline Thy hope on Him alone,\\nWhose power and love forbid despair.\\n4 Teach my weak heart, O gracious Lord,\\nWith stronger faith to call Thee mine!\\nBid me pronounce the blissful word,\\nMy Father God, with joy Divine.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n435 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace;\\nWithout Thy guiding hand we go astray,\\nAnd doubts appal, and sorrows still increase:\\nLead us thro Christ, the true and living\\nWay.\\n2 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of truth;\\nUnhelped By Thee, in error s maze we grope,\\nWhile passion stains and folly dims our\\nyouth,\\nAnd age comes on uncheered by faith and\\nhope.\\n3 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of right;\\nBlindly we stumble when we walk alone,\\nInvolved in shadows of a moral night;\\nOnly with Thee we journey safely on.\\n4 Lead us, O Father, to Thy heavenly rest,\\nHowever rough and steep the path may be;\\nThrough joy or sorrow, as Thou deemest best,\\nUntil our lives are perfected in Thee.\\nWilliam H. Burleigh, 1868.\\n350", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0362.jp2"}, "363": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n436 C. M.\\n1 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,\\nSoft resting on Thy breast;\\nSoothe me with holy hymn and psalm,\\nAnd bid my spirit rest.\\n2 Calm me, my God, and keep me calm;\\nLet Thine outstretched wing\\nBe like the shade of Elim s palm\\nBeside her desert-spring.\\n3 Yes, keep me calm, though loud and rude\\nThe sounds my ear that greet,\\nCalm in the closet s solitude,\\nCalm in the bustling street.\\n4 Calm in the hour of bouyant health,\\nCalm in my hour of pain;\\nCalm in my poverty or wealth,\\nCalm in my loss or gain.\\n5 Calm in the sufferance of wrong,\\nLike Him who bore my shame,\\nCalm mid the threatening, taunting throng\\nWho hate Thy holy Name;\\n6 Calm as the ray of sun or star\\nWhich storms assail in vain;\\nMoving unruffled through earth s war,\\nThe eternal calm to gain.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1857.\\n43T CM.\\n1 Dear refuge of my weary soul,\\nOn Thee, when sorrows rise,\\nOn Thee, when waves of trouble roll,\\nMy fainting hope relies.\\n351", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0363.jp2"}, "364": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 To Thee I tell each rising grief,\\nFor Thou alone canst heal;\\nThy word can bring a sweet relief\\nFor every pain I feel.\\n3 But O, when gloomy doubts prevail,\\nI fear to call Thee mine;\\nThe springs of comfort seem to fail,\\nAnd all my hopes decline.\\n4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee?\\nThou art my only trust;\\nAnd still my soul would cleave to Thee,\\nThough prostrate in the dust.\\n5 Thy mercy-seat is open still;\\nHere let my soul retreat,\\nWith humble hope attend Thy will,\\nAnd wait beneath Thy feet.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n-^3^ 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 My God and Father, while I stray\\nFar from my home in life s rough way\\nteach me from my heart to say,\\nThy will be done.\\n2 Though dark my path and sad my lot,\\nLet me be still and murmur not,\\nOr breathe the prayer divinely taught,\\nThy will be done.\\n3 What though in lonely grief I sigh\\nFor friends beloved, no longer nigh,\\nSubmissive still would I reply,\\nThy will be done.\\n4 If Thou shouldst call me to resign\\nWhat most I prize, it ne er was mine\\n1 only yield Thee what was Thine:\\nThy will be done.\\n352", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0364.jp2"}, "365": {"fulltext": "PRAYER AND ASPIRATION.\\n5 If bujtjmy fainting heart be blest\\nWith Thy sweet Spirit for its guest,\\nMy God, to Thee I leave the rest;\\nThy will be done.\\n6 Renew my will from day to day;\\nBlend it with Thine, and take away\\nAnd that now makes it hard to say,\\nThy will be done.\\n7 Then, when on earth I breathe no more\\nThe prayer oft mixed with tears before,\\nI ll sing upon a happier shore,\\nThy will be done.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1834.\\n-530 8.8.8.4.\\n1 My God, is any hour so sweet,\\nFrom blush of morn to evening star,\\nAs that which calls me to Thy feet\\nThe hour of prayer?\\n2 Then in my strength by Thee renewed;\\nThen are my sins by Thee forgiven;\\nThen dost Thou cheer my solitude,\\nWith hopes of heaven.\\n3 No words can tell what sweet relief\\nHere for my every want I find:\\nWhat strength for warfare, balm for grief,\\nWhat peace of mind!\\n4 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear;\\nMy spirit seems in heaven to stay;\\nAnd e en the penitential tear\\nIs wiped away.\\n363", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0365.jp2"}, "366": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 Lord, till I reach yon blissful sho\u00c2\u00a5e,\\nNo privilege so dear shall be\\nAs thus my inmost soul to pour\\nIn prayer to Thee.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1834.\\n-^^O 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Love Divine, all loves excelling,\\nJoy of heav n, to earth come down!\\nFix in us Thy humble dwelling,\\nAll Thy faithful mercies crown.\\nJesus, Thou art all compassion,\\nPure, unbounded love Thou art;\\nVisit us with Thy salvation,\\nEnter ev ry trembling heart!\\n2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving spirit\\nInto every troubled breast!\\nLet us all in Thee inherit,\\nLet us find Thy promised rest.\\nTake away the love of sinning,\\nAlpha and Omega be.\\nEnd of faith, as its Beginning\\nSet our hearts at liberty.\\n3 Come, Almighty, to deliver,\\nLet us all Thy life receive;\\nGraciously return, and never,\\nNever more Thy temples leave!\\nThee we would be always blessing,\\nServe Thee as Thy hosts above,\\nPray and praise Thee without ceasing,\\nGlory in Thy perfect love.\\n4 Finish then Thy new creation,\\nPure and spotless let us be;\\nLet us see Thy great salvation\\nPerfectly restored in Thee!\\n354", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0366.jp2"}, "367": {"fulltext": "INVITATION.\\nChanged from glory into glory,\\nTill in heaven we take our place,\\nTill we cast our crowns before Thee,\\nLost in wonder, love, and praise.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1746, a.\\nInvitation.\\n-i^l 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Souls of men, why will ye scatter\\nLike a crowd of frightened sheep?\\nFoolish hearts, why will ye wander\\nFrom a love so true and deep?\\nWas there ever kinder shepherd,\\nHalf so gentle, half so sweet,\\nAs the Saviour, who would have us\\nCome and gather round His feet?\\n2 It is God! His love looks mighty,\\nBut is mightier than it seems,\\nTis our Father, and His fondness\\nGoes far out beyond our dreams.\\nThere is welcome for the sinner,\\nAnd more graces for the good;\\nThere is mercy with the Saviour,\\nThere is healing in His blood.\\n3 There is plentiful redemption\\nIn the blood that has been shed;\\nThere is joy for all the members\\nIn the sorrows of the Head.\\nPining souls, come nearer Jesus!\\nAnd O come not doubting thus,\\nBut with faith that trusts more bravely\\nHis huge tenderness for us.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1854.\\n355", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0367.jp2"}, "368": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n^42 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Come, ye disconsolate, wher-e er ye languish,\\nCome to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel;\\nHere bring your wounded hearts, here tell\\nyour anguish;\\nEarth has no sorrow that heav n cannot\\nheal.\\n2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,\\nHope of the penitent, fadeless and pure,\\nHere speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,\\nEarth has no sorrow that heaven cannot\\nCUre.\\n3 Here see the Bread of life, see waters flow-\\ning\\nForth from the throne of God, pure from\\nabove;\\nCome to the feast of love, come, ever know-\\ning\\nEarth has no sorrow but heaven can re-\\nmove.\\nThomas Moore, 1816; verse 4, Thomas Hastings, 1832\\n443 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord!\\nTis thy Saviour, hear His word\\nJesus speaks, and speaks to Thee,\\nSay, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?\\n2 I delivered thee when bound,\\nAnd, when bleeding, healed thy wound;\\nSought thee wandering, set thee right,\\nTurned thy darkness into light.\\n3 Can a woman s tender care\\nCease towards the child she bare?\\nYes she may forgetful be,\\nYet will I remember thee.\\n356", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0368.jp2"}, "369": {"fulltext": "INVITATION.\\n4 Mine is an unchanging love,\\nHigher than the heights above,\\nDeeper than the depths beneath,\\nFree and faithful, strong as death.\\n5 Thou shalt see My glory soon,\\nWhen the work of grace is done;\\nPartner of My throne shalt be:\\nSay, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?\\n6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,\\nThat my love is weak and faint;\\nYet I love Thee and adore;\\nfor grace to love Thee more!\\nWilliam Cowper, 1768.\\n4^^ 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Come, said Jesus sacred voice,\\nCome, and make My paths your choice;\\n1 will guide you to your home,\\nWeary pilgrim, hither come.\\n2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,\\nLong hast borne the proud world s scorn,\\nLong hast roamed the barren waste,\\nWeary pilgrim, hither haste.\\n3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,\\nSeek for ease, but seek in vain;\\nYe, by fiercer anguish torn,\\nIn remorse for guilt who mourn;\\n4 Hither come, for here is found\\nBalm that flows for every wound,\\nPeace that ever shall endure,\\nRest eternal, sacred, sure.\\nAnna L. Barbauld, 1792, alt.\\n357", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0369.jp2"}, "370": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n^4bS L. M.\\n1 Behold! a Stranger s at the door;\\nHe gently knocks, has knocked before;\\nHas waited long, is waiting still:\\nYou treat no other friend so ill.\\n2 But will He prove a friend indeed?\\nHe will, the very Friend you need;\\nThe Man of Nazareth, tis He,\\nWith garments dyed at Calvary.\\n3 lovely attitude! He stands\\nWith melting heart and laden hands;\\nO matchless kindness! and He shows\\nThis matchless kindness to His foes.\\n4 Rise touched with gratitude Divine;\\nTurn out His enemy and thine,\\nThat soul-destroying monster, sin,\\nAnd let the heavenly Stranger in.\\n5 Admit Him ere His anger burn;\\nHis feet, departed, ne er return:\\nAdmit Him, or the hour s at hand\\nWhen at His door denied you ll stand.\\nRev. Joseph Grigg, 1765.\\n-i^e l. m.\\n(Or to Rockingham.)\\n1 God calling yet! shall I not hear?\\nEarth s pleasures shall I still hold dear?\\nShall life s swift passing years all fly,\\nAnd still my soul in slumbers lie?\\n2 God calling yet! shall I not rise?\\nCan I His loving voice despise,\\nAnd basely His kind care repay?\\nHe calls me still; can I delay?\\n358", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0370.jp2"}, "371": {"fulltext": "INVITATION.\\n3 God calling yet? and shall He knock,\\nAnd I my heart the closer lock?\\nHe still is waiting to receive,\\nAnd shall I dare His Spirit grieve?\\n4 God calling yet! and shall I give\\nNo heed, but still in bondage live?\\nI wait, but He does not forsake;\\nHe calls me still; my heart, awake!\\n5 God calling yet! I cannot stay;\\nMy heart I yield without delay:\\nVain world, farewell, from thee I part;\\nThe voice of God hath reached my heart.\\nGerhard Tersteegen, 1735.\\nTr. Sarah B. Findlater, 1855.\\n^ZLT L. M.\\n1 Return, O wanderer, return!\\nAnd seek an injured Father s face;\\nThose warm desires that in thee burn\\nWere kindled by reclaiming grace.\\n2 Return, O wanderer, return;\\nHe heard thy deep repentant sigh,\\nHe saw thy softened spirit mourn\\nWhen no intruding ear was nigh.\\n3 Return, wanderer, return;\\nThy Saviour bids thy spirit live:\\nGo to His bleeding feet, and learn\\nHow freely Jesus can forgive.\\n4 Return, wanderer, return,\\nAnd wipe away the falling tear;\\nTis God who says, No longer mourn,\\nTis mercy s voice invites thee near.\\nRev. William B. Collyer, 1812.\\n359", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0371.jp2"}, "372": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n*^S L. M.\\n1 Take up thy cross, the Saviour said,\\nIf thou wouldst My disciple be;\\nTake up thy cross with willing heart,\\nAnd humbly follow after Me.\\n2 Take up thy cross; let not its weight\\nFill thy weak soul with vain alarm;\\nHis strength shall bear Thy spirit up\\nAnd brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm.\\n3 Take up thy cross; nor heed the shame.\\nAnd let thy foolish pride be still;\\nThy Lord refused not e en to die\\nUpon a cross, on Calvary s hill.\\n4 Take up thy cross, then, in His strength,\\nAnd calmly sin s wild deluge brave;\\nTwill guide thee to a better home,\\nIt points to glory o er the grave.\\n5 Take up thy cross, and follow on,\\nNor think till death to lay it down;\\nFor only he who bears the cross\\nMay hope to wear the glorious crown.\\nRev. Charles W. Everest, 1833.\\n\u00c2\u00ab5^\u00c2\u00a9 L. M.\\n1 Haste traveller, haste! the night comes on,\\nAnd many a shining hour is gone;\\nThe storm is gathering in the west,\\nAnd thou art far from home and rest.\\n2 The rising tempest sweeps the sky;\\nThe rains descend, the winds are high;\\nThe waters swell, and death and fear\\nBeset thy path, nor refuge near.\\n360", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0372.jp2"}, "373": {"fulltext": "INVITATION.\\n3 Haste, while a shelter you may gain,\\nA covert from the wind and rain,\\nA hiding-place, a rest, a home,\\nA refuge from the wrath to come.\\n4 Then linger not in all the plain,\\nFlee for thy life, the mountain gain;\\nLook not behind, make no delay,\\nO speed thee, speed thee on thy way.\\nRev. William B. Colly er, 1829.\\n450 8.5.8.3.\\n1 Art thou weary, art thou languid,\\nArt thou sore distrest?\\nCome to Me, saith One, and, coming,\\nBe at rest.\\n2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him,\\nIf He be my Guide?\\nIn His feet and hands are wound-prints,\\nAnd His side.\\n3 Is there diadem, as Monarch,\\nThat His brow adorns?\\nYea, a crown, in every surety,\\nBut of thorns.\\n4 If I find Him, if I follow,\\nWhat His guerdon here?\\nMany a sorrow, many a labor,\\nMany a tear.\\n5 If I still hold closely to Him,\\nWhat hath He at last?\\nSorrow vanquished, labor ended,\\nJordan passed.\\n6 If I ask Him to receive me,\\nWill He say me nay?\\nNot till earth and not till heaven\\nPass away.\\n361", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0373.jp2"}, "374": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling,\\nIs He sure to bless?\\nSaints, apostles, prophets, martyrs,\\nAnswer, Yes.\\nBased on an early Greek Hymn.\\nRev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\n*51 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n(Or to St. Edith.)\\n1 Jesus, Thou art standing\\nOut-side the fast-closed door,\\nIn lowly patience waiting\\nTo pass the threshold o er:\\nShame on us, Christian brothers,\\nHis Name and sign who bear,\\nO shame, thrice shame upon us,\\nTo keep Him standing there!\\n2 O Jesus, Thou art knocking;\\nAnd lo, that hand is scarred,\\nAnd thorns Thy brow encircle,\\nAnd tears Thy face have marred\\nO love that passeth knowledge,\\nSo patiently to wait!\\nO sin that hath no equal,\\nSo fast to bar the gate!\\n3 O Jesus, Thou art pleading\\nIn accents meek and low,\\nI died for you, My children,\\nAnd will ye treat Me so?\\nO Lord, with shame and sorrow\\nWe open now the door;\\nDear Saviour, enter, enter,\\nAnd leave us nevermore.\\nBishop William W. How, 1867.\\n362", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0374.jp2"}, "375": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n12 8. 7. 8. 7. With Refrain.\\n1 There s a wideness in God s mercy,\\nLike the wideness of the sea,\\nThere s a kindness in His justice\\nWhich is more than liberty.\\nRefrain.\\nHe is calling, Come to Me!\\nHe is calling, Come to Me!\\nHe is calling, Come to Me!\\nLord, I gladly come Thee!\\n2 There s no place where earthly sorrows\\nAre more felt than up in heaven;\\nThere s no place where earthly failings\\nHave such kindly judgment given. Ref.\\n3 For the love of God is broader\\nThan the measures of man s mind,\\nAnd the heart of the Eternal\\nIs most wonderfully kind. Ref.\\n4 But we make His love too narrow\\nBy false limits of our own,\\nAnd we magnify His strictness\\nWith a zeal He will not own. Ref.\\n5 If our love were but more simple,\\nWe should take Him at His word;\\nAnd our lives would be all sunshine\\nIn the sweetness of our Lord. Ref.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1854.\\nRepentance.\\n4S3 7.6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 7. 6.\\n1 The way is long and dreary,\\nThe path is bleak and bare,\\nOur feet are worn and weary,\\nBut we will not despair.\\n363", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0375.jp2"}, "376": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nMore heavy was Thy burden,\\nMore desolate Thy way:\\nLamb of God, who takest\\nThe sin of the world away,\\nHave mercy upon us!\\n2 The snows lie thick around us\\nIn dark and gloomy night,\\nThe tempest roars above us,\\nThe stars have hid their light;\\nBut blacker was the darkness\\nRound Calvary s cross that day:\\nO Lamb of God, who takest\\nThe sin of the world away,\\nHave mercy upon us!\\n3 Our hearts are faint with sorrow,\\nHeavy and sad to bear;\\nWe dread the bitter morrow,\\nBut we will not despair.\\nThou knowest all our anguish,\\nAnd Thou wilt bid it cease:\\nO Lamb of God, who takest\\nThe sin of the world away,\\ngive to us Thy peace!\\nAdelaide A. Proctor, 1858.\\n-\u00c2\u00a3S^ C. M.\\n1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat\\nWhere Jesus answers pray r;\\nThere humbly fall before His feet,\\nFor none can perish there.\\n2 Thy promise is my only plea,\\nWith this I venture nigh;\\nThou callest burdened souls to Thee,\\nAnd such, O Lord, am I.\\n364", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0376.jp2"}, "377": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin,\\nBy Satan sorely prest,\\nBy war without, and fear within,\\nI come to Thee for rest.\\n4 Be Thou my Shield and Hiding-place\\nThat, sheltered near Thy side,\\nI may my fierce accuser face,\\nAnd tell him Thou hast died.\\n5 wondrous Love, to bleed and die,\\nTo bear the cross and shame,\\nThat guilty sinners, such as I,\\nMight plead Thy gracious Name!\\nRev. John Newton, 1779.\\n455 C. M.\\n1 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet\\nA guilty rebel lies,\\nAnd upward to the mercy-seat\\nPresumes to lift his eyes.\\n2 If tears of sorrow would suffice\\nTo pay the debt I owe,\\nTears should from both my weeping eyes\\nIn ceaseless torrents flow.\\n3 But no such sacrifice I plead\\nTo expiate my guilt;\\nNo tears but those which Thou hast shed,\\nNo blood but Thou hast spilt.\\n4 Think of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord,\\nAnd all my sins forgive:\\nJustice will well approve the word\\nThat bids the sinner live.\\nRev. Samuel Stennett, 1787.\\n365", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0377.jp2"}, "378": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n456 8. 8. 8. 6.\\n1 O Thou, the contrite sinners Friend,\\nWho, loving, lov st them to the end,\\nOn this alone my hopes depend,\\nThat Thou wilt plead for me.\\n2 When, weary in the Christian race,\\nFar off appears my resting-place,\\nAnd, fainting, I mistrust Thy grace,\\nThen, Saviour, plead for me.\\n3 When I have erred and gone astray\\nAfar from Thine and wisdom s way,\\nAnd see no glimmering guiding ray,\\nStill, Saviour, plead for me.\\n4 When Satan, by my sins made bold,\\nStrives from Thy cross to loose my hold,\\nThen with Thy pitying arms enfold,\\nAnd plead, plead for me.\\n5 And when my dying hour draws near,\\nO ercast with sorrow, pain, and fear,\\nThen to my fainting sight appear,\\nPleading in heaven for me.\\n6 When the full light of heavenly day\\nReveals my sins in dread array,\\nSay Thou hast washed them all away;\\nsay Thou plead st for me.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1835.\\n457 C. M.\\n1 Lord, turn not Thy face away\\nFrom them that lowly lie,\\nLamenting sore their sinful life\\nWith tears and bitter cry.\\n366", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0378.jp2"}, "379": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n2 Thy mercy-gates are open wide\\nTo them that mourn their sin;\\nO shut them not against us, Lord,\\nBut let us enter in.\\n3 We need not to confess our fault,\\nFor surely Thou canst tell;\\nWhat we have done, and what we are,\\nThou knowest very well.\\n4 Wherefore, to beg and to entreat,\\nWith tears we come to Thee,\\nAs children that have done amiss\\nFall at their father s knee.\\n5 And Deed we, then, O Lord, repeat\\nThe blessing which we crave,\\nWhen Thou dost know, before we speak,\\nThe thing that we would have?\\n6 Mercy, O Lord, mercy we seek,\\nThis is the total sum;\\nFor mercy, Lord, is all our prayer;\\nlet Thy mercy come.\\nRev. John Marckant 1561.\\nZ:S 8. 7. 3. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee,\\nLord, hear me, I implore Thee;\\nBend down Thy gracious ear to me,\\nLet my prayer come before Thee!\\nOn my misdeeds in mercy look\\nO deign to blot them from Thy book,\\nOr who ca\u00c2\u00abi stand before Thee?\\n2 Thy sovereign grace and boundless love\\nMake Thee, O Lord, forgiving;\\nMy purest thoughts and deeds but prove\\nSin in my heart is living:\\n367", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0379.jp2"}, "380": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nNone guiltless in Thy sight appear;\\nAll who approach Thy throne must fear,\\nAnd humbly trust Thy mercy.\\n3 Thou canst be merciful while just,\\nThis is my hope s foundation;\\nOn Thy redeeming grace I trust,\\nGrant me, then, Thy salvation.\\nShielded by Thee, I stand secure;\\nThy word is firm, Thy promise sure,\\nAnd I rely upon Thee.\\n4 Like those who watch for midnight s hour\\nTo hail the dawning morrow,\\nI wait for Thee, I trust Thy power,\\nUnmoved by doubt or sorrow.\\nSo thus let Israel hope in Thee,\\nAnd he shall find Thy mercy free,\\nAnd Thy redemption plenteous.\\n5 Where er the greatest sins abound\\nBy grace they are exceeded;\\nThy helping hand is always found\\nWith aid, where aid is needed:\\nThy hand, the only hand to save,\\nWill rescue Israel from the grave,\\nAnd pardon his transgression.\\nMartin Luther, 1859.\\nTr. New Cong. H. B. 1859.\\n4S9 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 For help, O whither shall I flee?\\nWho now to peace will guide me?\\nTo none, dear Saviour, but to Thee,\\nCan I with hope confide me.\\nTis Thine to give the weary rest,\\nThe mourning soul in Thee is blest,\\nHelp, Jesus, the afflicted!\\n368", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0380.jp2"}, "381": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n2 My sin, O Lord, is now my grief,\\nAgainst my will it rages:\\nThy grace alone can bring relief,\\nWhile sin its warfare wages.\\nAll that I need is known to Thee,\\nAnd now a part myself can see,\\nHelp, Jesus, the sin-burdened!\\n3 Good Shepherd, bearest Thou the weak?\\nSustain me in my weakness!\\nThou great Physician of the sick,\\nHeal Thou my moral sickness!\\nA prey to death I helpless fall,\\nFor health and strength to Thee I call\\nSave, Jesus, or I perish!\\n4 To those who trust Thee! Nothing fear!\\nI am the Life! Thou criest.\\nSeeks not my soul, with strong desire,\\nThe Life which Thou suppliest?\\nThrough all my sorrows Thou canst lead,\\nIn death provide for every need\\nHelp, Jesus, the confiding.\\n5 I would do good, but still I fail,\\nMust I thus always waver?\\nWhat grief it gives Thou knowest well;\\nWho shall my soul deliver,\\nAnd set the slave for ever free\\nFrom sin and death to live with Thee?\\nI thank Thee, God, through Jesus?\\nJoachim Neander, 1680.\\n460 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Depth of mercy! can there be\\nMercy still reserved for me?\\nCan my God His wrath forbear?\\nMe, the chief of sinners, spare?\\n369", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0381.jp2"}, "382": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 I have long withstood His grace;\\nLong provoked Him to His face;\\nWould not hearken to His calls;\\nGrieved Him by a thousand falls.\\n3 Now incline me to repent;\\nLet me now my sins lament;\\nNow my foul revolt deplore,\\nWeep, believe, and sin no more.\\n4 Kindled His relentings are;\\nMe He now delights to spare;\\nCries, How shall I give thee up?\\nLets the lifted thunder drop.\\n5 There for me the Saviour stands;\\nShows His wounds, and spreads His hands;\\nGod is Love! I know, I feel;\\nJesus weeps, but loves me still.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1740.\\n^61 S. M. D.\\n1 I was a wandering sheep,\\nI did not love the fold;\\nI did not love my Shepherd s voice,\\nI would not be controlled.\\nI was a wayward child,\\nI did not love my home;\\nI did not love my Father s voice,\\nI loved afar to roam.\\n2 The Shepherd sought His sheep,\\nThe Father sought His child;\\nThey followed me o er vale and hill,\\nO er deserts waste and wild:\\nThey found me nigh to death,\\nFamished and faint and lone;\\nThey bound me with the bands of love,\\nThey saved the wandering one.\\n370", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0382.jp2"}, "383": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n3 Jesus my Shepherd is;\\nTwas He that loved my soul,\\nTwas He that washed me in His blood,\\nTwas He that made me whole;\\nTwas He that sought the lost,\\nThat found the wandering sheep,\\nTwas He that brought me to the fold,\\nTwas He that still doth keep.\\n4 I was a wandering sheep,\\nI would not be controlled;\\nBut now I love my Shepherd s voice,\\nI love, I love the fold.\\nI was a wayward child,\\nI once preferred to roam;\\nBut now I love my Father s voice,\\nI love, I love His home.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1843.\\n462 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Weary of earth, and laden with my sin,\\nI look at heaven and long to enter in;\\nBut there no evil thing may find a home;\\nAnd yet I hear a voice that bids me Come.\\n2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand\\nIn the pure glory of that holy land?\\nBefore the whiteness of that throne appear?\\nYet there are hands stretched out to draw me\\nnear.\\n3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly\\nway,\\nEvil is ever with me day by day;\\nYet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall,\\nRepent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from\\nall.\\n371", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0383.jp2"}, "384": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear;\\nHis are the hands stretched out to draw me\\nnear,\\nAnd His the blood that can for all atone,\\nAnd set me faultless there before the throne.\\n5 Twas He who found me on the deathly wild,\\nAnd made me hear of heaven, the Father s\\nchild,\\nAnd day by day, whereby my soul may live,\\nGives me His grace of pardon, and will give.\\n6 great Absolver, grant my soul may wear\\nThe lowliest garb of penitence and prayer,\\nThat in the Father s courts my glorious dress\\nMay be the garment of Thy righteousness.\\n7 Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, righteous Lord;\\nThine all the merits, mine the great reward;\\nThine the sharp thorns, and mine the golden\\ncrown\\nMine the life won, and Thine the life laid\\ndown.\\nRev. Samuel J. Stone 1866*\\n463 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 O Jesus, our salvation,\\nLow at Thy cross we lie;\\nLord, in Thy great compassion,\\nHear our bewailing cry.\\nWe come to Thee with mourning,\\nWe come to Thee in woe;\\nWith contrite hearts returning,\\nAnd tears that over-flow.\\n2 gracious Intercessor,\\nO Priest within the vail,\\nPlead, for each lost transgressor,\\nThe blood that cannot fail.\\n372", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0384.jp2"}, "385": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\nWe spread our sins before Thee,\\nWe tell them one by one;\\nO, for Thy Name s great glory,\\nForgive all we have done.\\n3 0, by Thy cross and passion,\\nThy tears and agony,\\nAnd crown of cruel fashion,\\nAnd death on Calvary;\\nBy all that untold suffering,\\nEndured by Thee alone;\\nO Priest, O spotless offering,\\nPlead for us, and atone!\\n4 And in these hearts now broken\\nRe-enter Thou and reign,\\nAnd say, by that dear token,\\nWe are absolved again.\\nAnd build us up, and guide us,\\nAnd guard us day by day;\\nAnd in Thy presence hide us,\\nAnd take our sins away.\\nRev. James Hamilton, 1867.\\n464 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 Jesus, Lord of life and glory,\\nBend from heav n Thy gracious ear;\\nWhile our waiting souls adore Thee,\\nFriend of helpless sinners, hear,\\nBy Thy mercy,\\nO deliver us, good Lord.\\n2 From the depths of nature s blindness,\\nFrom the hardening power of sin,\\nFrom all malice and unkindness,\\nFrom the pride that lurks within,\\nBy Thy mercy,\\ndeliver us, good Lord.\\n373", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0385.jp2"}, "386": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 When temptation sorely presses,\\nIn the day of Satan s power,\\nIn our times of deep distresses,\\nIn each dark and trying hour,\\nBy Thy mercy,\\ndeliver us, good Lord.\\n4 When the world around is smiling,\\nIn the time of wealth and ease,\\nEarthly joys our hearts beguiling,\\nIn the day of health and peace,\\nBy Thy mercy,\\ndeliver us, good Lord.\\n5 In the weary hours of sickness,\\nIn the times of grief and pain,\\nWhen we feel our mortal weakness,\\nWhen the creature s help is vain,\\nBy Thy mercy,\\ndeliver us, good Lord.\\n6 In the solemn hour of dying,\\nIn the awful judgment day,\\nMay our souls, on Thee relying,\\nFind Thee still our Rock and Stay:\\nBy Thy mercy,\\nO deliver us, good Lord.\\nJohn J. Cummins, 1839*\\n46S 8. 7. 8. 7. With Refrain.\\n1 Lord, I hear of showers of blessing,\\nThou art scattering full and free;\\nShowers, the thirsty land refreshing;\\nLet some droppings fall on me.\\nRefrain.\\nEven me, even me,\\nLet some droppings fall on me.\\n374", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0386.jp2"}, "387": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\n2 Pass me not, gracious Father,\\nSinful though my heart may be;\\nThou might st pass me, but the rather\\nLet Thy mercy light on me. Ref.\\n3 Pass me not, tender Saviour,\\nLet me love and cling to Thee;\\nI am longing for Thy favor;\\nWhen Thou comest, call for me. Ref.\\n4 Pass me not, mighty Spirit,\\nThou canst make the blind to see;\\nWitnesser of Jesus merit,\\nSpeak the word of power to me. Ref.\\n5 Have I long in sin been sleeping,\\nLong been slighting, grieving Thee?\\nHas the world my heart been keeping?\\nforgive and rescue me. Ref.\\n6 Love of God, so pure and changeless,\\nBlood of Christ, so rich and free,\\nGrace of God, so strong and boundless,\\nMagnify them all in me. Ref.\\n7 Pass me not, but, pardon bringing,\\nBind my heart, Lord, to Thee;\\nWhile the streams of life are springing:\\nBlessing others, bless me. Ref.\\nElizabeth Codner, 1860, alt.\\n466 L. M.\\n1 With broken heart and contrite sigh,\\nA trembling sinner, Lord, I cry:\\nThy pard ning grace is rich and free:\\nO God, be merciful to me.\\n2 I smite upon my troubled breast,\\nWith deep and conscious guilt oppressed;\\nChrist and His cross my only plea:\\nGod, be merciful to me.\\n375", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0387.jp2"}, "388": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes,\\nNor dare uplift them to the skies;\\nBut Thou dost all my anguish see;\\n.0 God, be merciful to me.\\n4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done,\\nCan for a single sin atone;\\nTo Calvary alone I flee:\\nO God, be merciful to me.\\n5 And when, redeemed from sin and hell,\\nWith all the ransomed throng I dwell,\\nMy raptured song shall ever be,\\nGod has been merciful to me.\\nRev. Cornelius Elven, 1852.\\nT 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Take me, O my Father, take me;\\nTake me, save me, through Thy Son;\\nThat which Thou wouldst have me, make me,\\nLet Thy will in me be done.\\nLong from Thee my foot-steps straying,\\nThorny proved the way I trod;\\nWeary come I now, and praying,\\nTake me to Thy love, my God.\\n2 Fruitless years with grief recalling,\\nHumbly I confess my sin;\\nAt Thy feet, Father, falling,\\nTo Thy household take me in.\\nFreely now to Thee I proffer\\nThis relenting heart of mine;\\nFreely life and soul I offer,\\nGift unworthy love like Thine.\\n3 Once the world s Redeemer, dying,\\nBore our sins upon the tree;\\nOn that sacrifice relying,\\nNow I look in hope to Thee:\\nFather, take me; all forgiving,\\nFold me to Thy loving breast;\\n376", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0388.jp2"}, "389": {"fulltext": "REPENTANCE.\\nIn Thy love for ever living\\nI must be for ever blest.\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1864.\\n468 7. 7.7. 7. D.\\n1 Saviour! when in dust to Thee\\nLow we bow th adoring knee,\\nWhen repentant, to the skies\\nScarce we lift our weeping eyes,\\nO by all Thy pains and woe\\nSuffered once for man below,\\nBending from Thy throne on high,\\nHear our solemn litany.\\n2 By Thy helpless infant years,\\nBy Thy life of want and tears,\\nBy Thy days of sore distress\\nIn the savage wilderness,\\nBy the dread mysterious hour\\nOf the insulting tempter s power:\\nTurn, O turn a pitying eye,\\nHear our solemn litany!\\n3 By the sacred grief that wept\\nO er the grave where Lazarus slept;\\nBy the boding tears that flowed\\nOver Salem s loved abode;\\nBy the anguished sigh that told\\nTreachery lurked within Thy fold;\\nFrom Thy seat above the sky,\\nHear our solemn litany!\\n4 By the burden Thou didst bear;\\nBy Thine agony of prayer,\\nBy the cross, the nail, the thorn,\\nPiercing spear, and torturing scorn;\\nBy the gloom that veiled the skies\\nO er the dreadful sacrifice;\\nListen to our humble cry,\\nHear our solemn litany!\\n377", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0389.jp2"}, "390": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 By Thy deep expiring groan;\\nBy the sad sepulchral stone;\\nBy the vault, whose dark abode\\nHeld in vain the rising God:\\nO from earth to heaven restored,\\nMighty, re-ascended Lord,\\nListen, listen to the cry\\nOf our solemn litany!\\nSir Robert Grant, 1839.\\nFaith and Salvation.\\n469 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Jesus, Lover of my soul,\\nLet me to Thy bosom fly\\nWhile the billows near me roll,\\nWhile the tempest still is high;\\nHide me, O my Saviour, hide,\\nTill the storm of life is past;\\nSafe into the haven guide;\\nO receive my soul at last!\\n2 Other refuge have I none;\\nHangs my helpless soul on Thee;\\nLeave, ah! leave me not alone,\\nStill support and comfort me.\\nAll my trust on Thee is stayed,\\nAll my help from Thee I bring;\\nCover my defenceless head\\nWith the shadow of Thy wing!\\n3 Wilt Thou not regard my call?\\nWilt Thou not accept my prayer?\\nLo, I sink, I faint, I fall!\\nLo, on Thee I cast my care;\\n378", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0390.jp2"}, "391": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\nReach me out Thy gracious hand.\\nWhile I of Thy strength receive,\\nHoping against hope I stand,\\nDying, and behold I live!\\n4 Thou, Christ, art all I want;\\nMore than all in Thee I find:\\nRaise the fallen, cheer the faint,\\nHeal the sick, and lead the blind.\\nJust and holy is Thy Name;\\nI am all unrighteousness;\\nFalse and full of sin I am,\\nThou art full of truth and grace.\\n5 Plenteous grace with Thee is found,\\nGrace to cover all my sin;\\nLet the healing streams abound;\\nMake and keep me pure within.\\nThou of life the Fountain art,\\nFreely let me take of Thee;\\nSpring Thou up within my heart;\\nRise to all eternity!\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1740.\\nZLTO 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,\\nLet me hide myself in Thee;\\nLet the water and the blood,\\nFrom Thy riven side which flowed,\\nBe of sin the double cure,\\nCleanse me from its guilt and pow r.\\n2 Not the labors of my hands\\nCan fulfill Thy law s demands;\\nCould my zeal no respite know,\\nCould my tears forever flow,\\nAll for sin could not atone,\\nThou must save, and Thou alone.\\n379", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0391.jp2"}, "392": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Nothing in my hand I bring,\\nSimply to Thy cross I cling;\\nNaked, come to Thee for dress;\\nHelpless, look to Thee for grace;\\nFoul, I to the fountain fly:\\nWash me, Saviour, or I die!\\n4 While I draw this fleeting breath,\\nWhen my eyelids close in death,\\nWhen I soar through tracts unknown,\\nSee Thee on Thy judgment-throne,\\nRock of Ages, cleft for me,\\nLet me hide myself in Thee.\\nRev. Augustus M. Toplady, 1776.\\n-3b T\u00c2\u00b1 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7\\n1 Till He come: let the words\\nLinger on the trembling chords;\\nLet us think how heaven and home\\nLie beyond that Till He come.\\nLet the little while between\\nIn their golden light be seen;\\n2 When the weary ones we love\\nEnter on their rest above,\\nSeems the earth so poor and vast,\\nAll our life joy overcast?\\nHush, be every murmur dumb;\\nIt is only\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Till He come.\\n3 See, the feast of love is spread,\\nDrink the wine, and break the bread;\\nSweet memorials, till the Lord\\nCall us round His heavenly board;\\nSome from earth, from glory some,\\nSevered only Till He come.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1848.\\n380", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0392.jp2"}, "393": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION\\n^^s c. m\\n1 There is a fountain filled with blood,\\nDrawn from Emmanuel s veins;\\nAnd sinners, plunged beneath that flood,\\nLose all their guilty stains.\\n2 The dying thief rejoiced to see\\nThat fountain in his day;\\nAnd there have I, as vile as he.\\nWashed ail my sins away.\\n3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood\\nShall never lose its powe*\\nTill all the ransomed Church of God\\nBe saved, to sin no more.\\n4 E er since by faith I saw the stream\\nThy flowing wounds supply.\\nRedeeming love has been my theme,\\nAnd shall be till I die.\\n3 Then in a nobler, sweeter song\\nI ll sing Thy power to save.\\nWhen this poor lisping, stammering tongue\\nLies silent in the grave.\\nWilliam Cowper. 1772.\\n^=T C. M.\\n1 Jesus! Thou art the sinner s Friend;\\nAs such I look to Thee;\\nNow. in the fullness of Thy love.\\nLord! remember me.\\n2 Remember Thy pure word of grace,\\nRemember Calvary s tree,\\nRemember all Thy dying groans.\\nAnd then remember me.\\n381", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0393.jp2"}, "394": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God,\\nI yield my soul to Thee;\\nWhile Thou art pleading on the throne\\nDear Lord, remember me.\\n4 Lord, I am guilty, I am vile,\\nBut Thy salvation s free;\\nThen, in Thine all-abounding grace,\\nDear Lord, remember me.\\n5 And when I close my eyes in death,\\nAnd human help shall flee,\\nThen, then*, my dear redeeming God,\\nthen remember me.\\nRev. Richard Burnham, 1796.\\n-iT-5 C. M.\\n1 When I can read my title clear\\nTo mansions in the skies,\\n1 bid farewell to every fear,\\nAnd wipe my weeping eyes.\\n2 Should earth against my soul engage,\\nAnd hellish darts be hurled;\\nThen I can smile at Satan s rage,\\nAnd face a frowning world.\\n3 Let cares like wildest deluge come,\\nAnd storms of sorrow fall,\\nMay I but safely reach my home,\\nMy God, my heaven, my all.\\n4 There shall I bathe my weary soul\\nIn seas of heavenly rest;\\nAnd not a wave of trouble roll\\nAcross my peaceful breast.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n382", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0394.jp2"}, "395": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\n475 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 My faith looks up to Thee,\\nThou Lamp of Calvary-\\nSaviour Divine:\\nNow hear me while I pray,\\nTake all my guilt away\\nlet me from this day\\nBe wholly Thine.\\n2 May Thy rich grace impart\\nStrength to my fainting heart,\\nMy zeal inspire;\\nAs Thou hast died for me,\\nmay my love to Thee\\nPure, warm, and changeless be,\\nA living fire.\\n3 While life s dark maze I tread,\\nAnd griefs around me spread,\\nBe Thou my Guide;\\nBid darkness turn to day,\\nWipe sorrow s tears away,\\nNor let me ever stray\\nFrom Thee aside.\\n4 When ends life s transient dream,\\nWhen death s cold, sullen stream\\nShall o er me roll,\\nBlest Saviour, then, in love,\\nFear and distrust remove;\\nbear me safe above,\\nA ransomed soul.\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1830.\\n476 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Come, all ye saints of God;\\nWide through the earth abroad\\nSpread Jesus fame;\\n383", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0395.jp2"}, "396": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nTell what His love has done;\\nTrust in His Name alone;\\nShout to His lofty throne,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears!\\nDry up your mournful tears;\\nSwell the glad theme;\\nPraise ye our gracious King,\\nStrike each melodious string;\\nJoin heart and voice to sing,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\n3 Hark! how the choirs above,\\nFilled with the Saviour s love,\\nDwell on His Name!\\nThere, too, may we be found,\\nWith light and glory crowned,\\nWhile all the heavens resound,\\nWorthy the Lamb.\\nPratt s Coll.\\n^TT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n(Or to St. Theodulph.)\\n1 I lay my sins on Jesus,\\nThe spotless Lamb of God;\\nHe bears them all, and frees us\\nFrom the accursed load.\\nI bring my guilt to Jesus,\\nTo wash my crimson stains\\nWhite in His blood most precious,\\nTill not a stain remains.\\n2 I lay my wants on Jesus,\\nAll fullness dwells in Him;\\nHe healeth my diseases,\\nHe doth my soul redeem;\\n384", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0396.jp2"}, "397": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\nI lay my griefs on Jesus,\\nMy burdens and my cares;\\nHe from them all releases,\\nHe all my sorrow shares.\\n3 I rest my soul on Jesus,\\nThis weary soul of mine;\\nHis right hand me embraces,\\nI on His breast recline.\\nI love the Name of Jesus,\\nEmmanuel Christ, the Lord;\\nLike fragrance on the breezes,\\nHis Name abroad is poured.\\n4 I long to be like Jesus,\\nMeek, loving, lowly, mild;\\nI long to be like Jesus,\\nThe Father s holy Child;\\nI long to be with Jesus\\nAmid the heavenly throng,\\nTo sing with saints His praises,\\nTo learn the angels song.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1857.\\n^T 7. 6.7. 6. D\\n1 In holy contemplation,\\nNow let our souls pursue\\nThe theme of God s salvation,\\nAnd find it ever new:\\nSet free from present sorrow,\\nWe cheerfully can say,\\nLet the unknown to-morrow\\nBring with it what it may.\\n2 It can bring with it nothing,\\nBut He will bear us through;\\nWho gives the lilies clothing,\\nWill clothe His people too:\\n385", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0397.jp2"}, "398": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nBeneath the spreading heavens\\nNo creature but is fed;\\nAnd He who feeds the ravens,\\nWill give His children bread.\\n3 Though vine nor fig-tree neither,\\nThere wonted fruit should bear,\\nThough all the fields should wither,\\nNor flocks nor herds be there;\\nYet, God the same abiding,\\nHis praise shall tune my voice;\\nFor while in Him confiding,\\n1 cannot but rejoice.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1779.\\n^T L, M.\\n1 Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness,\\nMy beauty are, my glorious dress,\\nMidst flaming worlds, in these arrayed,\\nWith joy shall I lift up my head.\\n2 Bold shall I stand in that great day,\\nFor who aught to my charge shall lay?\\nFully through these absolved I am\\nFrom sin and fear, from guilt and shame.\\n3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb,\\nWho from the Father s bosom came,\\nWho died for me, e en me to atone,\\nNow for my Lord and God I own.\\n4 Lord, I believe Thy precious blood,\\nWhich at the mercy-seat of God\\nFor ever doth for sinners plead,\\nFor me e en for my soul was shed.\\n5 Lord, I believe were sinners more\\nThan sands upon the ocean shore,\\nThou hast for all a ransom paid,\\nFor all a full atonement made.\\n386", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0398.jp2"}, "399": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\n6 When from the dust of death I rise\\nTo claim my mansion in the skies,\\nE en then, this shall be all my plea:\\nJesus hath lived, and died for me.\\n7 Jesus, be endless praise to Thee,\\nWhose boundless mercy hath for me,\\nFor me, and all Thy hands have made,\\nAn everlasting ransom paid.\\nCount Nicolaus L. von Zinzendorf 1739.\\nTr. Rev. John Wesley, 1740.\\nC 8.8.8.6.\\n1 Just as I am, without one plea\\nBut that Thy blood was shed for me,\\nAnd that Thou bidd st me come to Thee,\\nO Lamb of God, I come!\\n2 Just as I am, and waiting not\\nTo rid my soul of one dark blot,\\nTo Thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,\\nO Lamb of God, I come!\\n3 Just as I am, though tossed about\\nWith many a conflict, many a doubt,\\nFightings and fears within, without,\\nLamb of God, I come!\\n4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind,\\nSight, riches, healing of the mind,\\nYea, all I need, in Thee to find,\\nLamb of God, I come!\\n5 Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,\\nWilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;\\nBecause Thy promise I believe,\\nLamb of God, I come!\\n387", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0399.jp2"}, "400": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n6 Just as I am, Thy love unknown\\nHas broken every barrier down;\\nNow, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,\\nO Lamb of God, I come!\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1836.\\n-5^1 C. M. D.\\n1 I heard the voice of Jesus say,\\nCome unto Me and rest;\\nLay down, thou weary one, lay down\\nThy head upon My breast.\\nI came to Jesus as I was,\\nSo weary, worn and sad;\\nI found in Him a resting place,\\nAnd He has made me glad.\\n2 I heard the voice of Jesus say,\\nBehold, I freely give\\nThe living water; thirsty one,\\nStoop down and drink, and live.\\nI came to Jesus, and I drank\\nOf that life-giving stream;\\nMy thirst was quenched, my soul revived,\\nAnd now I live in Him.\\nI heard the voice of Jesus say,\\nI am this dark world s Light;\\nLook unto Me, thy morn shall rise,\\nAnd all thy day be bright.\\nI looked to Jesus, and I found\\nIn Him my Star, my Sun;\\nAnd in that Light of life I ll walk,\\nTill travelling days are done.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1846.\\n388", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0400.jp2"}, "401": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\n482 9. 8.9. S. 8. 8.\\n1 I now have found for hope in heaven,\\nAn anchor-ground that firm will stand\\nTvas thro the cross of Jesus given,\\nBy God appointed from of old,\\nA ground that shall enduring stay,\\nWhen earth and skies have passed away.\\n2 Tis God s own mercy, never ending,\\nIts measure all our thoughts exceeds;\\nWhile Jesus too, His arms extending,\\nWhose heart for guilty sinners bleeds,\\nNow with compassion calls His foes\\nTo flee from sin and endless woes.\\nS And why should we be lost for ever,\\nSince God to us commends His love?\\nHis Son, with message of His favor,\\nInvites to holy joys above:\\nTo win our hearts, as oft before,\\nHe now is knocking at the door.\\n4 This love s a deep, our follies hiding;\\nThe death of Christ a matchless grace,\\nTo life and peace our spirits guiding.\\nWhere wrath no more shall find a place.\\nHis blood for us is pleading still\\nLet mercy all its work fulfill!\\n5 From this will I my comfort borrow.\\nWith joy will trust my Saviour s plea,\\nAnd while for sin I deeply sorrow.\\nNow to the Father s pity flee,\\nIn Him I ll ever seek a friend\\nWhose grace in Christ will never end.\\n389", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0401.jp2"}, "402": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n6 Should earthly cares still gather round me\\nAnd joined with griefs should malice rise,\\nTogether striving to confound me,\\nOr into sin my soul surprise,\\nShould sorrows high o er sorrows swell,\\nLet Mercy smile, and all is well.\\n7 Whenever I review my doings,\\nThe best of all that I have done,\\nMuch wrong and weakness I discover,\\nAnd boasting is for ever gone:\\nBut in one thing I can confide,\\nTis mercy, and in nought beside.\\n8 He leads, and always will be nigh me,\\nWho has on me His mercy set;\\nWith all I need He will supply me,\\nNor let my soul His grace forget:\\nWhat joys or sorrows may befall,\\nI ll trust His grace alike in all.\\n9 Upon this ground I rest most firmly,\\nLong as the earth my dwelling prove;\\nAnd wish to serve my God and Saviour,\\nTill, dying, I shall rise above,\\nAnd there, rejoicing, shall adore\\nUnbounded mercy evermore.\\nJohann Andreas Rothe, 1728.\\nTr. Dr. Mills, 1885.\\n483 7. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6.\\n1 Beneath the cross of Jesus\\nI fain would take my stand,\\nThe shadow of a mighty Rock\\nWithin a weary land;\\nA home within the wilderness,\\nA rest upon the way,\\nFrom the burning of the noon-tide heat,\\nAnd the burden of the day.\\n390", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0402.jp2"}, "403": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\nUpon that cross of Jesus\\nMine eye at times can see\\nThe very dying form of One\\nWho suffered there for me:\\nAnd from my smitten heart with tears\\nTwo wonders I confess,\\nThe wonders of His glorious love\\nAnd my own worthlessness.\\nI take, O cross, thy shadow\\nFor my abiding-place:\\nI ask no other sunshine than\\nThe sunshine of His face;\\nContent to let the world go by,\\nTo know no gain nor loss,\\nMy sinful self my only shame,\\nMy glory all the cross.\\nElizabeth C. Clephane, 1872.\\n11. 11. 11. 11.\\n1 Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my\\nsoul;\\nGuilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make\\nme whole.\\nThere is none in heaven or on earth like Thee:\\nThou hast died for sinners therefore, Lord,\\nfor me.\\n2 Jesus, I may trust Thee, Name of matchless\\nworth,\\nSpoken by the angel at Thy wondrous birth;\\nWritten, and forever, on Thy cross of shame:\\nSinners, read and worship, trusting in that\\nName.\\n391", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0403.jp2"}, "404": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Jesus, I must trust Thee, pondering Thy ways,\\nFull of love and mercy all Thine eartt^y days:\\nSinners gathered round Thee, lepers sought\\nThy face [grace.\\nNone too vile or loathsome for a Saviour s\\n4 Jesus I can trust Thee, trust Thy written\\nword,\\nThough Thy voice of pity I have never heard.\\nWhen Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste how\\nsweet\\nOnly may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet.\\n5 Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust without a doubt:\\nWhosoever cometh, Thou wilt not cast out;\\nFaithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy\\nblood;\\nThese my soul s salvation, Thou my Saviour,\\nGod.\\nMary Jane Walker, 1855.\\n48S C. M. D.\\n1 I know in whom I put my trust,\\nI know what standeth fast,\\nWhen all things here dissolve like dust,\\nOr smoke before the blast:\\nI know what still endures, howe er\\nAll else may quake and fall,\\nWhen lies the prudent men ensnare,\\nAnd dreams the wise inthrall.\\n2 It is the Dayspring from on high,\\nThe adamantine Rock,\\nWhence never storm can make me fly,\\nThat fears no earthquake s shock;\\nMy Jesus Christ, my sure Defence,\\nMy Saviour, and my Light,\\nThat shines within, and scatters thence\\nDark phantoms of the night;\\n392", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0404.jp2"}, "405": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\n3 Who once was borne, betrayed, and slain,\\nAt evening to the grave;\\nWhom God awoke, who rose again,\\nA Conqueror strong to save;\\nWho pardons all my sin, who sends\\nHis Spirit pure and mild;\\nWhose grace my every step befriends,\\nWho ne er forgets His child!\\n4 Therefore I know in whom I trust,\\nI know what standeth fast,\\nWhen all things formed of earthly dust\\nAre whirling in the blast:\\nThe terrors of the final foe\\nCan rob me not of this;\\nAnd this shall crown me once, I know,\\nWith never-fading bliss.\\nErnst Moritz Arndt, 1819.\\nTr. in Christ in Song.\\n^b^O 9. 8. 9. 8. 9. 9. 8. 9. 9. 8.\\n1 How blest am I, most gracious Saviour,\\nReposing on Thy sacred love;\\nWith grief o erwhelm d, I seek Thy favor,\\nAnd Thy reviving bounty prove.\\nAway doth flee the night of weeping\\nBefore the heart-reviving greeting\\nOf love, that beams from out Thy breast.\\nAh, then I find on earth my heaven;\\nSuch comforts to all those are given,\\nWho seek in Thee their peace and rest.\\n2 If my sin s burden would oppress me,\\nOr voice of conscience me affright,\\nOr fear of death and hell distress me,\\nBy faith to Thee I take my flight:\\nIn Thee I always find protection\\nGainst Satan s darts and sin s infection,\\n393", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0405.jp2"}, "406": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nThou art my Shield and Hiding-place;\\nThough foes assail me in great numbers\\nWho shall condemn, O Lord, Thy children?\\nMy hope lies anchored in Thy grace.\\n3 Through deserts of the cross Thou leadest,\\nI follow leaning on Thy hand;\\nFrom out the clouds Thy child Thou feedest,\\nAnd rocks give drink at Thy command.\\nThy wondrous ways will have an ending,\\nMy Friend, I trust, in love and blessing,\\nEnough if Thou art ever near!\\nI know, that who would see Thy glory\\nO er sun and stars rise high in victory\\nMust pass thro depths and darkness here.\\n4 To others death seems dark and fearful,\\nBut not, Thou Life of life, to me;\\nFor Thou dost ne er forsake Thy faithful,\\nWhose heart and spirit rest in Thee.\\nWho fears the end of life s sore journey\\nIf from its days so dark and stormy\\nHe then finds safety and release?\\nWith joyful heart from this dark region\\nWould I depart to dwell forever\\nIn Thy eternal light and peace.\\n5 Friend of my soul, O how contented,\\nAm I, when leaning upon Thee:\\nBy sin I am no more tormented\\nSince Thou dost aid and comfort me,\\nmay the heart-reviving feeling\\n1 have of Thy most gracious dealing\\nA foretaste yield of joys above;\\nI scorn, vain world, thy dull cold flattering\\nIn Jesus all my joys are centering,\\nrich delight, my Friend is mine.\\nW. Chr. Dessler, 1660-1722.\\nTr. Moravian Coll.\\n394", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0406.jp2"}, "407": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\nT 9.8.9.8.8.8.\\n1 Our lot is falFn in pleasant places,\\nA goodly heritage is ours;\\nTo Him, whence come all gifts and graces,\\nLet us give praise with all our pow rs;\\nHe chooses us of His free grace,\\nAnd makes us His peculiar race.\\n2 He undertook our soul s salvation,\\nOur sad condition moved him so;\\nAnd came to us, from pure compassion,\\nTo raise us from our depths of woe:\\nwonderful, surpassing love,\\nWhich brought Him to us from above!\\n3 He saw in us no real beauty,\\nNo virtue, nor intrinsic worth:\\nNot one there was that did his duty,\\nFor all were sinners from their birth;\\nNor was there one, who could redress\\nOur misery in such distress.\\n4 Then, moved at heart with deep compassion,\\nThe Lord stretched out His arm to save:\\nAnd His own life for our salvation,\\nAnd therewith all things, freely gave,\\nAdoption, sonship, and with this\\nA whole eternity of bliss.\\n5 Lord of goodness so amazing,\\nNot one is worthy, no! not one;\\nWe stand in shame and wonder gazing\\nAt wondrous things which Thou hast done:\\nThy crowning grace and precious blood\\nHave reconciled us with our God.\\n395", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0407.jp2"}, "408": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIF3.\\n6 We feel quite certain of obtaining\\nNothing but goodness from Thy hand,\\nAnd wend our way, without complaining\\nThrough dreary mist and barren land\\nWith heaven in view, where we shall be,\\nJoined through eternity to Thee.\\nCarl Philip Spitta, 1836, tr.\\n10. 10. 10. 10. 4.\\n1 Jesus, my Lord, Thy nearness does impart,\\nSweet peace and gladness to the longing\\nheart;\\nThy gracious smile infuse a joyous thrill,\\nAnd soul and body with sweet pleasure fill,\\nAnd thankfulness.\\n2 We see not with our eyes Thy friendly face,\\nSo full of kindness, love, and gentle grace;\\nBut in our hearts we know that Thou art here,\\nFor Thou canst make us feel Thy presence\\nnear\\nAlthough unseen.\\n3 Whoever makes it life s chief aim and end\\nTo have his happiness on Thee depend,\\nIn him a well of joy for ever springs\\nAnd all day long his heart is glad, and sings\\nWho is like Thee?\\n4 To meet us ever with a friendly face,\\nIn mercy, patience, and the kindest grace\\nDaily Thy rich forgiveness to bestow,\\nTo comfort, heal, in peace to bid us go,\\nIs Thy delight.\\n5 Lord, for Thy rich salvation, hear our prayer,\\nAnd daily give us an abounding share;\\nAnd let our souls, in all their poverty,\\nFrom deep-felt love be looking unto Thee\\nTill life s last end.\\n396", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0408.jp2"}, "409": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\n6 In sorrowing hours may our o erflowing eyes\\nFor comfort look to Thy dear sacrifice;\\nAnd, with Thy cross before us, may we find\\nThy genuine image stamped upon our mind,\\nIn constant view!\\n7 Lord, at all times mayst Thou within us find\\nA loving spirit and a childlike mind;\\nAnd from Thy wounds may we receive the\\npower,\\nThrough all life s weal and woe, in every hour\\nTo cling to Thee.\\n8 Thus, till the heavens receive us, shall we be\\nLike children, finding all our joys in Thee;\\nAnd though the tears of sorrow oft must fall,\\nYet, if Thou to our hearts art All in all,\\nSweet peace will come.\\n9 Thy wounded hand, dear Saviour, as a friend,\\nThou dost to us in faithfulness extend;\\nAt the sad sight our tears must flow,\\nAnd conscious shame come o er us as we go,\\nWith thankful praise.\\nChristian Gregor, 1778.\\nTr. Edward Reynolds, M. D.\\n489 L. M. 6 1.\\n(Or to Leipzig.)\\n1 My hope is built on nothing less\\nThan Jesus blood and righteousness;\\nI dare not trust the sweetest frame,\\nBut wholly lean on Jesus Name:\\nOn Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;\\nAll other ground is sinking sand.\\n2 When darkness veils His lovely face,\\nI rest upon unchanging grace;\\nIn every rough and stormy gale\\n397", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0409.jp2"}, "410": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nMy anchor holds within the veil.\\nOn Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;\\nAll other ground is sinking sand.\\n3 His oath, His covenant, and His blood\\nSupport me in the sinking flood;\\nWhen all around my soul gives way,\\nHe then is all my Hope and Stay,\\nOn Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;\\nAll other ground is sinking sand.\\n4 When I shall launch in worlds unseen,\\nO may I then be found in Him;\\nDressed in His righteousness alone,\\nFaultless to stand before the throne.\\nOn Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;\\nAll other ground is sinking sand.\\nRev. Edward Mote, c. 1834.\\n^\u00c2\u00a9O 11. 10. 10 11. 10. 10.\\n1 Jesus my King, Thy kind and gracious\\nsceptre\\nAssuages every grief that burdens me;\\nWhen I with all my heart apply to Thee,\\nThen Thy peace-giving Spirit s my preceptor;\\nThy comforts so refresh and cheer my heart,\\nThat fear and restlessness must soon depart.\\n2 How highly blest, how happy is the spirit\\nWhich, weary of its sinful deeds, doth mourn\\nAnd unto Him for aid and succor turns:\\nThe humble every good from Him inherit;\\nHe to the troubled soul imparteth ease\\nRestoring to the wounded conscience peace.\\n3 That which the law could have imparted\\nnever,\\nIs then produced alone by Jesus grace;\\nThis is the source of genuine godliness:\\n398", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0410.jp2"}, "411": {"fulltext": "FAITH AND SALVATION.\\nThis changes and reforms our whole behavior;\\nFrom strength to strength, from grace to\\ngrace lead on,\\nWe safely walk, until our race is run.\\n4 may I look to Christ in every station;\\nCome visit me, Thou Day-spring from on\\nhigh,\\nThat in Thy light the light I may espy,\\nOn grace depending as my sole foundation;\\nConfirm my faith, grant that no fault in me\\nMay intercept the light that beams from\\nThee.\\n5 Thou Source of love, I rest in Thy embraces,\\nThou art alone my everlasting peace;\\nMy only treasure is Thy boundless grace;\\nTis heaven on earth to live upon Thy mercies;\\nAnd since in Thee all happiness I find,\\nI seek nought else to satisfy my mind.\\nChr. Friedr.Richter, 1676-1711.\\n^91 11. 10. 11. 10. 8. 6. 6.\\n1 How great the joy to be a child of Jesus,\\nAnd to be guided by His shepherd-staff;\\nEarth s greatest honors, howsoe er they please\\nus,\\nCompared to this are vain and empty chaff;\\nYea, what this world can never give,\\nMay, through the Shepherd s grace,\\nEeach needy sheep receive.\\n2 Here is a pasture, rich and never-failing,\\nHere living waters in abundance flow;\\nNone can conceive the grace with them pre-\\nvailing,\\nWho Jesus shepherd-voice obey and know:\\n399", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0411.jp2"}, "412": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nHe banishes all fear and strife,\\nAnd leads them gently on\\nTo everlasting life.\\n3 Whoe er would spend his days in lasting\\npleasure,\\nMust come to Christ, and join His flock\\nwith speed;\\nHere is a feast prepared, rich beyond measure,\\nThe world meanwhile on empty husks must\\nfeed;\\nThose souls may share in every good\\nWhose Shepherd dotn possess\\nThe treasuries of God.\\nJohann Jacob Rambach, 1693 1735.\\nTr. Moravian Coll.\\n^\u00c2\u00a9\u00c2\u00a35 11. 11. 11. 11.\\n1 How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord,\\nIs laid for your faith in His excellent word!\\nWhat more can He say than to you He hath\\nsaid,\\nYou who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?\\n2 Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed;\\nI, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;\\nI ll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee\\nto stand,\\nUpheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.\\n3 When through the deep waters I call thee\\nto go,\\nThe rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;\\nFor I will be with thee thy troubles to bless,\\nAnd sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.\\n400", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0412.jp2"}, "413": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n4 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall\\nlie,\\nMy grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply;\\nThe flame shall not hurt thee; I only design\\nThy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine.\\n5 E en down to old age My people shall prove\\nMy sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love;\\nAnd when hoary hairs shall their temples\\nadorn,\\nLike lambs they shall still in My bosom be\\nborne.\\n6 The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for\\nrepose,\\nI will not, I will not desert to his foes;\\nThat soul, though all hell should endeavor to\\nshake,\\nI ll never, no, never, no, never forsake.\\nGeorge Keith, 1787.\\nLove, and Communion with Christ.\\n493 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 How lovely shines the Morning Star!\\nWhat ray Divine streams from afar!\\nGod s glory there is shining.\\nBright Beam of God! which scatters night,\\nAnd guides the wand ring soul aright,\\nWhich after truth is pining:\\nJesus! God s Word! truth revealing,\\nSorrow healing, soothe our sighing,\\nDry our tears, and end our dying.\\n2 My comfort here, my joy above,\\nMan s Son, Son of the Father s love,\\nEnthroned in highest heaven,\\nWith my whole heart Thy praise I sing;\\n401", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0413.jp2"}, "414": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nTo Thee, our Prophet, Priest, and King,\\nBe endless honors given.\\nSaviour, to Thee, trusting, clinging,\\nCome I bringing soul and spirit,\\nThee, my portion, to inherit.\\nAid me, my God, to sing Thy praise,\\nThine ageless love, Thy matchless grace,\\nIn Christ our Lord appearing.\\nWhen such a gift God gave for thee,\\nWhen such a brother true is He,\\nWhy still, my soul, be fearing?\\nChoose Him, know Him, greatest, dearest,\\nBest, and nearest, to befriend thee\\nGainst all foes who may offend thee.\\nTo Him who conquered death and hell,\\nTo him let joyous anthems swell\\nThroughout heaven s great Forever.\\nPraise to the Lamb that once was slain.\\nGlory to Him who bore our pain,\\nFlow on, an endless river!\\nEarth and heaven creatures lowly,\\nAngels holy join your voices,\\nTill the world with praise rejoices.\\nRejoice, ye heavens; thou, earth, reply:\\nWith praise, ye sinners, fill the sky,\\nFor this His incarnation.\\nIncarnate God, put forth Thy power,\\nRide on, ride on, great Conqueror,\\nTill all know Thy salvation.\\nAmen, Amen: Hallelujah!\\nHallelujah! praise be given\\nEvermore by earth and heaven!\\nPhilip Nicolai, 1599.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Sloan, 1869.\\n402", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0414.jp2"}, "415": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n494 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 We would see Jesus; for the shadows\\nlengthen\\nAcross this little landscape of our life;\\nWe would see Jesus, our weak faith to\\nstrengthen,\\nFor the last weariness, the final strife.\\n2 We would see Jesus, the great Rock Founda-\\ntion\\nWhereon our feet were set by sovereign\\ngrace:\\nNor life nor death, with all their agitation,\\nCan thence remove us, if we see His face.\\n3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling,\\nWhich for long years we have rejoiced to\\nsee;\\nThe blessingsc of our pilgrimage are failing;\\nWe would not mourn them, for we go to\\nThee.\\n4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers\\nRound the dear objects it has loved so\\nlong,\\nAnd earth from earth can scarce unclasp its\\nfingers;\\nOur love to Thee makes not this love less\\nstrong.\\n5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding\\nAnd heaven appears too dim, too far away;\\nWe would see Thee, Thyself our hearts re-\\nminding\\nWhat Thou hast suffered, our great debt to\\npay.\\n403", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0415.jp2"}, "416": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n6 W would see Jesus: this is all we re needing;\\nStrength, joy, and willingness come with\\nthe sight;\\nWe would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading;\\nThen welcome day, and farewell mortal\\nnight.\\nEllen Ellis, 1858.\\n49S C. M.\\n1 O Jesus, when I think of Thee,\\nThy manger, cross, and throne,\\nMy spirit trusts exultingly\\nIn Thee, and Thee alone.\\n2 I see Thee in Thy weakness first;\\nThen, glorious from Thy shame,\\nI see Thee death s strong fetters burst,\\nAnd reach heaven s mightiest Name.\\n3 In each, a brother s love I trace\\nBy power Divine exprest,\\nOne in Thy Father God s embrace,\\nAs on Thy mother s breast.\\n4 For me Thou didst become a man,\\nFor me didst weep and die;\\nFor me achieve Thy wondrous plan,\\nFor me ascend on high.\\n5 let me share Thy holy birth\\nThy faith, Thy death to sin?\\nAnd, strong amidst the toils of earth,\\nMy heavenly life begin.\\n6 Then shall I know what means the strain\\nTriumphant of Saint Paul:\\nTo live is Christ, to die is gain;\\nChrist is my All in all.\\nRev. George W. Bethune, 1847.\\n404", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0416.jp2"}, "417": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n496 C. M.\\n1 Fountain of good, to own Thy love\\nOur thankful hearts incline;\\nWhat can we ren der, Lord, to Thee,\\nWhen all the worlds are Thine?\\n2 But Thou hast needy brethren here,\\nPartakers of Thy grace,\\nWhose names Thou wilt Thyself confess\\nBefore the Father s face.\\n3 In each sad accent of distress\\nThy pleading voice is heard;\\nIn them Thou may st be clothed and fed,\\nAnd visited, and cheered.\\n4 Help us then, Lord, Thy yoke to wear,\\nAnd joy to do Thy will;\\nEach other s burdens gladly bear,\\nAnd love s sweet law fulfill.\\n5 Thy face with reverence and with love\\nWe in Thy poor would see;\\nAnd while we minister to them\\nWould do it as to Thee.\\n6 Do Thou, Lord, our alms accept,-\\nAnd with Thy blessing speed;\\nBless us in giving; greatly bless\\nOur gifts to them that need.\\nRev. Philip Doddrige, 1755.\\n497 L. M. 61.\\n1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me\\nNo thought can reach, no tongue declare;\\nO knit my thankful heart to Thee,\\nAnd reign without a rival there:\\nThine wholly, Thine alone, I am;\\nBe Thou alone my constant flame.\\n405", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0417.jp2"}, "418": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 grant that nothing in my soul\\nMay dwell, but Thy pure love alone;\\nO may Thy love possess me whole,\\nMy joy, my treasure,. and my crown:\\nStrange fires far from my soul remove;\\nMy every act, word, thought, be love.\\n3 Love, how cheering is Thy ray!\\nAll pain before Thy presence flies:\\nCare, anguish, sorrow, melt away,\\nWhere er thy healing beams arise.\\nO Jesus, nothing may I see,\\nOr hear, or feel, or think, but Thee.\\n4 Still let Thy love point out my way;\\nHow wondrous things Thy love hath\\nwrought!\\nStill lead me, lest I go astray;\\nDirect my work, inspire my thought;\\nAnd if I fall, soon may I hear\\nThy voice, and know that love is near.\\n5 In suffering, be Thy love my peace;\\nIn weakness, be Thy love my power;\\nAnd when the storms of life shall cease,\\nJesus, in that important hour,\\nIn death, as life, be Thou my Guide,\\nAnd save me, who for me hast died.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1653.\\nTr. Rev. John Wesley, 1739, alt.\\n498 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All,\\nHear me, blest Saviour, when I call;\\nHear me, and from Thy dwelling-place\\nPour down the riches of Thy grace:\\nJesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;\\nO make me love Thee more and more.\\n406", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0418.jp2"}, "419": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n2 Jesus, too late I Thee have sought;\\nHow can I love Thee as I ought?\\nAnd how extol Thy matchless fame,\\nThe glorious beauty of Thy Name?\\nJesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;\\nO make me love Thee more and more.\\n3 Jesus, what didst Thou find in me\\nThat Thou hast dealt so lovingly?\\nHow great the joy that Thou hast brought,\\nSo far exceeding hope or thought!\\nJesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;\\nO make me love Thee more and more.\\n4 Jesus, of Thee shall be my song;\\nTo Thee my heart and soul belong:\\nAll that I have or am is Thine;\\nAnd Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine:\\nJesus, my Lord, I Thee adore;\\nmake me love Thee more and more.\\nRev. Henry Collins, 1854.\\n499 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Thee will I love, my Strength, my Tow r,\\nThee will I love, my Joy, my Crown;\\nThee will I love with all my pow r,\\nIn all my works and Thee alone:\\nThee will I love, till sacred fire\\nFills my whole soul with pure desire.\\n2 In darkness willingly I strayed;\\n1 sought Thee, yet, from Thee I roved;\\nFor wide my wandering tho ts were spread;\\nThy creatures more than Thee I loved;\\nAnd now, if more at length I see\\nTis through Thy light, and comes from Thee.\\n407", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0419.jp2"}, "420": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Uphold me in the doubtful race,\\nNor suffer me again to stray;\\nStrengthen my feet, with steady pace\\nStill to press forward in Thy way;\\nThat all my powers, with all their might,\\nIn Thy sole glory may unite.\\n4 Thee will I love, my Joy, my Crown;\\nThee will I love, my Lord, my God!\\nThee will I love, beneath Thy frown\\nOr smile, Thy sceptre or Thy rod.\\nWhat though my flesh and heart decay?\\nThee shall I love in endless day.\\nJohn Scheffler, 1657.\\nTr. John Wesley, 1739.\\nSOO L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Jesus, Thou Source of calm repose,\\nAll fullness dwells in Thee Divine;\\nOur Strength to quell the proudest foes;\\nOur Light, in deepest gloom to shine;\\nThou art our Fortress, Strength and Tower,\\nOur Trust and Portion, evermore.\\n2 Jesus, our Comforter Thou art;\\nOur Rest in toil, our Ease in pain;\\nThe Balm to heal each broken heart,\\nIn storms our Peace, in loss our Gain;\\nOur Joy beneath the worldling s frown;\\nIn shame, our Glory and our Crown;\\n3 In want, our plentiful Supply;\\nIn weakness, our almighty Power;\\nIn bonds, our perfect Liberty;\\nOur Refuge in temptation s hour;\\nOur Comfort when in grief and thrall;\\nOur Life in death; our All in all.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1742.\\n408", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0420.jp2"}, "421": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n501 C. M.\\n1 Do not I love Thee, my Lord?\\nBehold my heart and see;\\nAnd turn the dearest idol out\\nThat dares to rival Thee.\\n2 Is not Thy Name melodious still\\nTo mine attentive ear?\\nDoth not each pulse with pleasure bound,\\nMy Saviour s voice to hear?\\n3 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock\\nI would disdain to feed?\\nHast Thou a foe before whose face\\nI fear Thy cause to plead?\\n4 Would not my heart pour forth its blood\\nIn honor of Thy Name?\\nAnd challenge the cold hand of death\\nTo damp th immortal flame?\\n5 Thou know st I love Thee, dearest Lord;\\nBut O, I long to soar\\nFar from the sphere of mortal joys,\\nAnd learn to love Thee more.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1740.\\n502 C. M.\\n1 Jesus, I love Thy charming Name,\\nTis music to mine ear;\\nFain would I sound it out so loud,\\nThat earth and heaven should hear.\\n2 Yes! Thou art precious to my soul,\\nMy Transport and my Trust;\\nJewels, to Thee, are gaudy toys,\\nAnd gold is sordid dust.\\n409", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0421.jp2"}, "422": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 All my capacious powers can wish,\\nIn Thee doth richly meet;\\nNot to mine eyes is light so dear,\\nNor friendship half so sweet.\\n4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,\\nAnd sheds its fragrance there;\\nThe noblest balm of all its wounds,\\nThe cordial of its care.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\nSOS 10. 10.\\n1 Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of\\nsin?\\nThe blood of Jesus whispers peace within.\\n2 Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties\\npressed?\\nTo do the will of Jesus, this is rest.\\n3 Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging\\nround?\\nOn Jesus bosom naught but calm is found.\\n4 Peace perfect peace, with loved ones far\\naway?\\nIn Jesus keeping we are safe, and they.\\n5 Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown?\\nJesus we know, and He is on the throne.\\n6 Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and\\nours?\\nJesus has vanquish d death and all its pow rs.\\n7 It is enough: earth s struggles soon shall\\ncease,\\nAnd Jesus call us to heaven s perfect peace.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1875.\\n410", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0422.jp2"}, "423": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n50^ C. M.\\n1 Jesus, King most wonderful,\\nThou Conqueror renowned,\\nThou Sweetness most ineffable,\\nIn whom all joys are found!\\n2 When once Thou visitest the heart\\nThen truth begins to shine,\\nThen earthly vanities depart,\\nThen kindles love Divine.\\n3 O Jesus, Light of all below,\\nThou Fount of Life and fire,\\nSurpassing all the joys we know,\\nAnd all we can desire!\\n4 May every heart confess Thy Name,\\nAnd ever Thee adore;\\nAnd seeking Thee, itself inflame\\nTo seek Thee more and more.\\n5 Thee may our tongues for ever bless;\\nThee may we love alone;\\nAnd ever in our lives express\\nThe image of Thine own.\\nBernard of Clairvaux, 1091\u00e2\u0080\u00941153.\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall, 1849.\\nSOS C. M.\\n1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee\\nWith sweetness fills the breast;\\nBut sweeter far Thy face to see,\\nAnd in Thy presence rest.\\n2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,\\nNor can the memory find\\nA sweeter sound than Thy blest Name,\\nSaviour of mankind\\n411", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0423.jp2"}, "424": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 O Hope of every contrite heart\\nJoy of all the meek!\\nTo those who fall, how kind Thou art,\\nHow good to those who seek!\\n4 But what to those who find? ah, this\\nNor tongue nor pen can show;\\nThe love of Jesus, what it is,\\nNone but His loved ones know.\\n5 Jesus, our only Joy be Thou!\\nAs Thou our Prize wilt be;\\nJesus, be Thou our Glory now,\\nAnd through eternity!\\nBernard of Clairvaux, 1091\u00e2\u0080\u00941153.\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall, 1848.\\n506 C. M.\\n(Or to Ortonville.j\\n1 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds\\nIn a believer s ear!\\nIt soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,\\nAnd drives away his fear.\\n2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,\\nAnd calms the troubled breast;\\nTis Manna to the hungry soul,\\nAnd to the weary Rest.\\n3 Dear Name! the Rock on which I build,\\nMy Shield and Hiding-place,\\nMy never-failing Treasury filled\\nWith boundless stores of grace;\\n4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain\\nAlthough with sin defiled;\\nSatan accuses me in vain,\\nAnd I am owned a child.\\n412", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0424.jp2"}, "425": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n5 Jesus, my Shepherd, Brother, Friend,\\nMy Prophet, Priest, and King,\\nMy Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,\\nAccept the praise I bring.\\n6 Weak is the effort of my heart,\\nAnd cold my warmest thought;\\nBut when I see Thee as Thou art,\\nI ll praise Thee as I ought.\\n7 Till then I would Thy love proclaim\\nWith every fleeting breath;\\nAnd may the music of Thy Name\\nRefresh my soul in death.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779, alt.\\n507 C. M.\\n1 My God. I love Thee, not because\\nI hope for heaven thereby.\\nNor yet because who love Thee not,\\nMust die eternally.\\n2 Thou, my Jesus, Thou didst me\\nUpon the cross embrace;\\nFor me didst bear the nails and spear\\nAnd manifold disgrace;\\n3 And griefs and torments numberless,\\nAnd sweat of agony;\\nE en death itself; and all for one\\nWho was Thine enemy.\\n4 Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ,\\nShould I not love Thee well?\\nNor for the hope of winning heaven,\\nOr of escaping hell;\\n5 Nor with the hope of gaining aught,\\nNor seeking a reward;\\nBut as Thyself hast loved me,\\nO ever-loving Lord?\\n413", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0425.jp2"}, "426": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n6 E en so I love Thee, and will love,\\nAnd in Thy praise will sing;\\nSolely because Thou art my God,\\nAnd my Eternal King.\\nFrancis Xavier, 1506-1552.\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall, 1849, alt.\\n508 8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 For ever to behold Him shine,\\nFor evermore to call Him mine\\nAnd see Him still before me;\\nFor ever on His face to gaze,\\nAnd meet His full assemblied rays,\\nWhile all the Father He displays\\nTo all the saints in glory.\\n2 Not all things else are half so dear\\nAs His delightful presence here\\nWhat must it be in heaven?\\nTis heaven on earth to hear Him say\\nAs now I journey day by day,\\nPoor sinner, cast thy fears away,\\nThy sins are all forgiven.\\n3 But how must His celestial voice\\nMake my enraptured heart rejoice,\\nWhen I in glory hear Him?\\nWhile I before the heavenly gate\\nFor everlasting entrance wait;\\nAnd Jesus, on His throne of state,\\nInvites me to come near Him.\\n4 Come, in thou blessed, sit by Me;\\nWith my own life I ransomed thee;\\nCome, taste My perfect favor:\\nCome in, thou happy spirit, come;\\nThou now shalt dwell at home with Me;\\nYe blissful mansions, make him room,\\nFor he must stay for ever.\\nEdward Swaine 1830.\\n414", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0426.jp2"}, "427": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\nS09 6. 4. 6. 4. 5. 5. 4.\\n1 Clothed in Thy righteousness,\\nWashed from my sin,\\nHearing the Spirit s voice\\nWitness within.\\nLo! I before Thee\\nBow and adore Thee,\\nEver the same,\\nEver the same.\\n2 Shine with the Light\\nOf Emmanuels face\\nInfinite holiness,\\nInfinite grace;\\nShine on me ever,\\nSo to be never\\nDarkened with sin,\\nDarkened with sin.\\n3 Fain would I ever\\nAbide in Thee, Lord!\\nFain with Thy presence\\nBe filled, and Thy word.\\nNow, now receive me,\\nNever to grieve Thee,\\nNever to stay,\\nNever to stay.\\n4 Holy, thrice holy!\\nThy pardoning love\\nDraws me to join\\nThe blest spirits above\\nWhose never-ending\\nPraises ascending\\nCircle Thy throne!\\nCircle Thy throne.\\nHenry Moule, 1878.\\n415", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0427.jp2"}, "428": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nmo c. m.\\n1 Rest in the Lord! O words of love,\\nSo pure, so sweet, so true;\\nThey fall on hearts from heaven above,\\nRefreshing as the dew.\\n2 Rest in His grace. Before His cross\\nThy load of sin lay down;\\nHe bore for thee shame, anguish, loss,\\nFor thee the thorny crown.\\n3 Rest in His love, and cast away\\nEach anxious doubt and care:\\nThy griefs, thy sorrows, on Him lay;\\nThe burden He will bear.\\n4 Rest in His truth, and thou shalt find\\nThat perfect peace is thine\\nThe peace that keepeth heart and mind,\\nAnd guards them as its shrine.\\n5 Rest in the Lord He cannot fail,\\nHis promise standeth sure;\\nThough stars shall wane, and suns grow pale\\nHis word shall aye endure.\\n6 Rest in the Lord, and trust His grace,\\nAnd He will lead thee on,\\nTill thou shalt see Him face to face,\\nAnd know as thou art known.\\nRev. Charles D. Bell, 1882.\\nS\u00c2\u00b1\u00c2\u00b1 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus will I never leave,\\nHe s the God of my salvation;\\nThro His merits I receive\\nPardon, life and consolation\\nAll the powers of my mind\\nTo my Saviour be resigned.\\n416", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0428.jp2"}, "429": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n2 Nothing here can satisfy\\nOne desire which God inspireth;\\nOnly Jesus can supply\\nAll my needy heart requireth;\\nHe all losses can retrieve,\\nHim I ll therefore never leave.\\n3 He is mine, and I am His,\\nJoined with Him in close communion;\\nAnd His bitter passion is\\nThe foundation of this union;\\nFull of hopes which never yield,\\nFirm on Him, my Rock, I build.\\n4 the happy hours I spend\\nWith Him in blessed conversation;\\nHe s my near and faithful Friend,\\nFull of grace, peace and salvation;\\nFrom the look at Jesus wounds\\nPure delight to me redounds.\\n5 With my Jesus I will stay,\\nHe my soul preserves and feedeth;\\nHe the Life, the Truth, the Way,\\nMe to living waters leadetb;\\nBlessed who can say with me,\\nChrist, I ll never part with Thee.\\nChr. Keymann, 1607-1662.\\nSIS 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Lord, Thine image Thou hast lent me,\\nIn Thy never fading Love;\\nI was fall n: but Thou hast sent me\\nFull Redemption from above.\\nSacred Love, I long to be\\nThine to all eternity!\\n417", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0429.jp2"}, "430": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 Love, Thou hast for me endured\\nAll the pains of death and hell;\\nNay, Thy sufferings have procured\\nMore for me than tongue can tell:\\nLove almighty and Divine,\\nI would be for ever Thine!\\n3 Love, my Life, and my Salvation,\\nLight and Truth, eternal Word!\\nThou alone dost consolation\\nTo my sinking soul afford.\\nSacred Love, I long to be\\nThine to all eternity!\\n4 Love, in mercy Thou wilt raise me\\nFrom the grave of sin and dust;\\nLove, I shall for ever praise Thee\\nWhen in heaven among the just;\\nLove, almighty and Divine,\\nMay I be for ever Thine.\\nJohann Scheffler, 1657.\\nTr. Johann Chr. Jacobi, 1722, a.\\nS13 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n(Or to Muriel.)\\n1 One there is, above all others\\nWell deserves the name of Friend;\\nHis is love beyond a brother s,\\nCostly, free, and knows no end;\\nThey who once His kindness prove,\\nFind it everlasting love.\\n2 Which of all our friends, to save us,\\nWould consent to shed his blood?\\nBut our Jesus died to have us\\nReconciled in Him to God;\\nThis was boundless love indeed\\nJesus is a Friend in need!\\n418", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0430.jp2"}, "431": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n3 When He lived on earth abased,\\nFriend of sinners was His Name;\\nNow above all glory raised\\nHe rejoices in the same;\\nStill He calls them Brethren friends,\\nAnd to all their wants attends.\\n4 Could we bear from one another\\nWhat He daily bears from us?\\nYet this glorious Friend and Brother\\nLoves us though we treat Him thus:\\nThough for good we render ill,\\nHe accounts us brethren still.\\n5 O for grace our hearts to soften!\\nTeach us, Lord, at length to love;\\nWe, alas! forget too often,\\nWhat a Friend we have above;\\nBut when home our souls are brought,\\nWe will love Thee as we ought.\\nRev. John Newton, 1779.\\n514 7. 6. 7. 6. I).\\n1 how could I forget Him\\nWho ne er forgetteth me?\\nOr tell the love that let Him\\nCome down to set me free?\\nI lay in darkest sadness,\\nTill He made all things new;\\nAnd still fresh love and gladness\\nFlow from that heart so true.\\n2 O how could I e er leave Him\\nWho is so kind a Friend?\\nOr how could ever grieve Him\\nWho thus to me doth bend?\\n410", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0431.jp2"}, "432": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nHave I not seen Him dying\\nFor us on yonder tree?\\nDo I not hear Him crying:\\nArise and follow Me!\\n3 For ever will I love Him\\nWho saw my hopeless plight,\\nWho felt my sorrows move Him,\\nAnd brought me life and light:\\nWhose arm shall be around me\\nWhen my last hour is come,\\nAnd suffer none to wound me,\\nThough dark the passage home.\\n4 He gives me pledges holy,\\nHis body and His blood.\\nHe lifts the scorned, the lowly,\\nHe makes my courage good;\\nFor He will reign within me,\\nAnd shed His graces there:\\nThe heaven He died to win me\\nCan I then fail to share?\\n5 In joy and sorrow ever\\nShine through me, blessed Heart,\\nWho bleeding for us never\\nDidst shrink from sorest smart!\\nWhate er I ve loved or striven\\nOr borne, I bring to Thee;\\nNow let Thy heart and heaven\\nStand open, Lord, to me!\\nGottlob Chr. Kern, 1835.\\nTr. in Christ in Song.\\nS\u00c2\u00b1S 10. 7. 10. 7. 10. 10. 7. 7.\\n1 More than all, one thing my heart is craving*\\nAs my food by night and day;\\nWith it blessed and all trials braving,\\nThrough this wilderness we stray:\\n420", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0432.jp2"}, "433": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\nEver on the Man to gaze adoring,\\nWho, with bloody sweat and tears, imploring,\\nOn His face submissive sank,\\nAnd the Father s chalice drank.\\n2 Ever shall mine eyes, His form retaining,\\nView the Lamb once slain for me,\\nAs He yonder, pale and uncomplaining,\\nHangs upon the bitter tree;\\nAs He thirsting, wrestled in His anguish,\\nThat in hell my soul might never languish,\\nOf me thinking, when His cry,\\nIt is finished! rose on high.\\n3 O my Saviour! never shall Thy kindness,\\nNor my guilt, forgotten be:\\nWhen I sat a stranger in my blindness,\\nThou didst still remember me;\\nFor Thy sheep Thou fong hadst interceded,\\nEre the Shepherd s gentle voice was heeded,\\nAnd a costly ransom-price!\\nBought me with Thy sacrifice.\\n4 I am Thine! Say Thou, Amen, for ever!\\nBlessed Jesus, mine Thou art!\\nLet Thy precious Name escape me never;\\nStamp it burning on my heart.\\nWith Thee all things bearing and achieving;\\nIn Thee both to live and die, believing:\\nThis our solemn covenant be,\\nTill my spirit rest in Thee!\\nAlbert Knapp, 1798-1864.\\nTr. Prof. Thos. Porter, 1868.\\n516 8. 8. 8. 8. 6.\\n1 O Love that wilt not let me go,\\nI rest my weary soul in Thee;\\nI give Thee back the life I owe,\\nThat in Thine ocean depths its flow\\nMay richer, fuller be.\\n421", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0433.jp2"}, "434": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 O Light that followest all my way,\\nI yield my flickering torch to Thee;\\nMy heart restores its borrowed ray,\\nThat in Thy sunshine s blaze its day\\nMay brighter, fairer be.\\n3 Joy that seekest me through pain,\\nI cannot close my heart to Thee;\\nI trace the rainbow through the rain,\\nAnd feel the promise is not vain\\nThat morn shall tearless be.\\n4 O Cross that liftest up my head,\\nI dare not ask to fly from Thee;\\nI lay in dust life s glory dead,\\nAnd from the ground there blossoms red\\nLife that shall endless be.\\nRev. George Matheson, 1882.\\n517 5. 5. 8. 8. 5. 5.\\n(Or to Fatherland.)\\n1 Jesus, who can be\\nOnce compared with Thee;\\nSource of rest and consolation,\\nLife and light and full salvation;\\nSon of God with Thee\\nNone compared can be!\\n1 Thou hast died for me,\\nFrom all misery\\nAnd distress me to deliver,\\nAnd from death to save for ever:\\nI am by Thy blood\\nReconciled to God.\\n3 Grant me steadiness,\\nLord, to run my race,\\nFollowing Thee with love most tender,\\n422", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0434.jp2"}, "435": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\nSo that Satan may not hinder\\nMe by craft or force;\\nFurther Thou my course.\\n4 By Thy Spirit s light\\nO instruct me right,\\nThat I watch and pray with fervor,\\nTrusting Thee, my soul s Preserver:\\nLove unfeigned, Lord,\\nUnto me afford.\\n5 When I hence depart,\\nStrengthen Thou my heart;\\nWhere Thou art, O Lord convey me;\\nIn Thy righteousness array me,\\nThat at Thy right hand\\nJoyful I may stand.\\nJ. A. Frevlinghausen, 1713.\\nMoravian Coll., 1754; Alt. 1801.\\nTr. J. Gambold.\\nS18 8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 O Love Divine, how sweet Thou art!\\nWhen shall I find my willing heart\\nAll taken up by Thee?\\nI thirst. I faint, and die to prove\\nThe greatnes of redeeming love.\\nThe matchless love of Christ to me.\\n2 Stronger His love than death or hell;\\nIts riches are unsearchable;\\nThe first-born sons of light\\nDesire in vain its depths to see;\\nThey cannot reach the mystery.\\nNor span the length and breadth and height.\\n3 God only knows the love of God:\\nO that it now were shed abroad\\nIn this poor stony heart.\\n423", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0435.jp2"}, "436": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nFor love I sigh, for love I pine;\\nThis only portion, Lord be mine,\\nForever mine this better part.\\n4 O that I could forever sit\\nWith Mary at the Master s feet!\\nBe this my happy choice;\\nMy only care, delight, and bliss,\\nMy joy, my heaven on earth be this,\\nTo listen to the Bridegroom s voice.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1749.\\n519 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Lord of glory, Thou hast bought us\\nWith Thy life-blood as the price,\\nNever grudging for the lost ones\\nThat tremendous sacrifice.\\n2 And with that hast freely given\\nBlessings countless as the sand,\\nTo the evil and unthankful\\nWith Thine own unsparing hand.\\n3 Grant us hearts, dear Lord, to yield Thee,\\nGladly, freely of Thine own;\\nWith the sunshine of Thy goodness\\nMelt our thankless hearts of stone;\\n4 Till our cold and selfish natures,\\nWarmed by Thee, at length believe\\nThat more happy and more blessed\\nTis to give than to receive.\\n5 Wondrous honor hast Thou given\\nTo our humblest charity,\\nIn Thine own mysterious sentence,\\nYe have done it unto Me.\\n424", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0436.jp2"}, "437": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n6 Can it be, O gracious Master,\\nThou dost deign for alms to sue,\\nSaying, by Thy poor and needy,\\nGive as I have given to you?\\n7 Give us faith, to trust 4 Thee boldly,\\nHope, to stay our souls on Thee:\\nBut best of all Thy graces,\\nGive us Thine own charity.\\nMrs. E. S. Alderson, 1868.\\nSSO 8.8.8.6.\\n1 O God of mercy, O God of might,\\nIn love and pity infinite,\\nTeach us, as ever in Thy sight,\\nTo live our life to Thee.\\n2 And Thou who cam st on earth to die,\\nThat fallen men might live thereby,\\nO hear us., for to Thee we cry\\nIn hope, O Lord, to Thee.\\n3 Teach us the lesson Thou hast taught\\nTo feel for those Thy blood hath bought;\\nThat every word and deed and thought\\nMay work a work for Thee.\\n4 For all are brethren, far and wide,\\nSince Thou, O Lord, for all hast died;\\nThen teach us, whatsoe er betide,\\nTo love them all in Thee.\\n5 In sickness, sorrow, want, or care,\\nWhate er it be, tis ours to share;\\nMay we, when help is needed, there\\nGive help as unto Thee.\\n425", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0437.jp2"}, "438": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n6 And may Thy Holy Spirit move\\nAll those who live, to live in love,\\nTill Thou shalt greet in heaven above\\nAll those who live to Thee.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1877.\\nSSI 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 O Lord of heaven and, earth and sea,\\nTo Thee all praise and glory be;\\nHow shall we show our love to Thee\\nWho givest all?\\n2 The golden sunshine, vernal air,\\nSweet flowers and fruit, Thy love declare;\\nWhere harvests ripen, Thou art there\\nWho givest all.\\n3 For peaceful homes and healthful days,\\nFor all the blessings earth displays,\\nWe owe Thee thankfulness and praise\\nWho givest all.\\n4 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son,\\nBut gav st Him for a world undone,\\nAnd freely with that Blessed One\\nThou givest all.\\n5 Thou giv st the Spirit s holy dower,\\nSpirit of life and love and power,\\nAnd dost His sevenfold graces shower\\nUpon us all.\\n6 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,\\nFor means of grace and hopes of heaven\\nFather, what can to Thee be given\\nWho givest all?\\n7 We lose what on ourselves we spend;\\nWe have as treasure without end\\nWhatever, Lord, to Thee we lend\\nWho givest all.\\n426", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0438.jp2"}, "439": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n8 Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee,\\nRepaid a thousand-fold will be;\\nThen gladly will we give to Thee\\nWho givest all.\\n9 To Thee, from whom we all derive\\nOur life, our gifts, our power to give;\\nmay we ever with Thee live\\nWho givest all.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth 1863.\\n7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Ask ye what great thing I know\\nThat delights and stirs me so?\\nWhat the high reward I win!\\nWhose the name I glory in?\\nJesus Christ, the Crucified.\\n2 What is faith s foundation strong?\\nWhat awakes my lips to song?\\nHe who bore my sinful load,\\nPurchased for me peace with God,\\nJesus Christ, the Crucified.\\n3 Who defeats my fiercest foes?\\nWho consoles my saddest woes?\\nWho revives my fainting heart,\\nHealing all its hidden smart?\\nJesus Christ, the Crucified.\\n4 Who is Life in life to me?\\nWho the Death of death will be?\\nWho will place me on His right\\nWith the countless hosts of light?\\nJesus Christ, the Crucified.\\n427", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0439.jp2"}, "440": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 This is that great thing I know;\\nThis delights and stirs me so;\\nFaith in Him who died to save,\\nHim who triumphed o er the grave;\\nJesus Christ, the Crucified.\\nRev. Benjamin H. Kennedy, 1863.\\n323 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Earth has nothing sweet or fair,\\nLovely forms or beauties rare,\\nBut before my eyes they bring\\nChrist, of beauty Source and Spring.\\n2 When the morning paints the skies,\\nWhen the golden sunbeams rise,\\nThen my Saviour s form I find\\nBrightly imaged on my mind.\\n3 When the day-beams pierce the night,\\nOft I think on Jesus light,\\nThink how bright that light will be,\\nShining through eternity.\\n4 When, as moonlight softly steals,\\nHeaven its thousand eyes reveals,\\nThen I think: who made their light\\nIs a thousand times more bright.\\n5 When I see in spring-tide gay,\\nFields their varied tints display,\\nWakes the thrilling thought in me\\nWhat must their Creator be!\\n6 Lord of all that s fair to see.\\nCome, reveal Thyself to me!\\nLet me, mid Thy radiant light,\\nSee Thine unveiled glories bright.\\nJohann Schemer, 1657.\\nTr. Frances E. Cox, 1841.\\n428", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0440.jp2"}, "441": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\n524 6r. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Jesus, Thy Name I love\\nAll other names above,\\nJesus, my Lord:\\nO Thou art all to me;\\nNothing to please I see,\\nNothing apart from Thee,\\nJesus, my Lord.\\n2 Thou, blessed Son of God,\\nHast bought me with Thy blood\\nJesus, my Lord:\\nhow great is Thy love,\\nAll other loves above.\\nLove that I daily prove,\\nJesus, my Lord.\\n3 When unto Thee I flee,\\nThou wilt my Refuge be,\\nJesus, my Lord:\\nWhat need I now to fear,\\nWhat earthly grief or care,\\nSince Thou art ever near?\\nJesus, my Lord.\\n4 Soon Thou wilt come again,\\n1 shall be happy then,\\nJesus, my Lord:\\nThen Thine own face I ll see,\\nThen I shall like Thee be,\\nThen evermore with Thee,\\nJesus, my Lord.\\nRev. James, G. Deck, 1842.\\n525 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour!\\nMy spirit turns for rest\\nMy peace is in Thy favor,\\nMy pillow en Thy breast;\\n429", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0441.jp2"}, "442": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nThough all the world deceive me,\\nI know that I am Thine,\\nAnd Thou wilt never leave me,\\nO blessed Saviour mine.\\n2 In Thee my trust abideth,\\nOn Thee my hope relies,\\nO Thou whose love provideth\\nFor all beneath the skies;\\nO Thou whose mercy found me,\\nFrom bondage set me free,\\nAnd then for ever bound me\\nWith threefold cords to Thee.\\n3 My grief is in the dullness\\nWith which this sluggish heart\\nDoth open to the fullness\\nOf all Thou wouldst impart;\\nMy joy is in Thy beauty\\nOf holiness Divine,\\nMy comfort in the duty\\nThat binds my life in Thine.\\n4 Alas, that I should ever\\nHave failed in love to Thee\\nThe only One who never\\nForgot or slighted me!\\nO for a heart to love Thee\\nMore truly as I ought,\\nAnd nothing place above Thee\\nIn deed, or word, or thought.\\n5 O for that choicest blessing\\nOf living in Thy love,\\nAnd thus on earth possessing\\nThe peace of heaven above;\\n430", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0442.jp2"}, "443": {"fulltext": "LOVE, AND COMMUNION WITH CHRIST.\\nO for the bliss that by it\\nThe soul securely knows\\nThe holy calm and quiet\\nOf faith s serene repose.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863.\\n526 C. M.\\n1 O Saviour, may we never rest\\nTill Thou art form d within,\\nTill Thou hast calm d our troubled breast,\\nAnd crush d the pow r of sin.\\n2 may we gaze upon Thy cross\\nUntil the wondrous sight\\nMakes earthly treasures seem but dross,\\nAnd earthly sorrows light;\\n3 Until, released from carnal ties,\\nOur spirit upward springs,\\nAnd sees true peace above the skies,\\nTrue joy in heavenly things.\\n4 There, as we gaze, may we become\\nUnited, Lord, to Thee,\\nAnd in a fairer, happier home\\nThy perfect beauty see.\\nWilliam Hiley Bathurst, 1831.\\n527 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Saviour! teach me, day by day,\\nLove s sweet lesson to obey\\nSweeter lesson cannot be,\\nLoving Him, who first loved me.\\n2 With a child-like heart of love,\\nAt Thy bidding may I move;\\nPrompt to serve and follow Thee,\\nLoving Him who first loved me.\\n431", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0443.jp2"}, "444": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Teach me all Thy steps to trace,\\nStrong to follow in Thy grace;\\nLearning how to love from Thee,\\nLoving Him who first loved me.\\n4 Love in loving finds employ\\nIn obedience all her joy;\\nEver new that joy will be,\\nLoving Him who first loved me.\\n5 Thus may I rejoice to show\\nThat I feel the love I owe;\\nSinging, till Thy face I see,\\nOf His love who first loved me.\\nJane E. Leeson, 1842..\\nConsecration and Service.\\n328 7. 6. 7. 6 D.\\n1 O Master, when Thou callest,\\nNo voice may say Thee nay,\\nFor blest are they that follow\\nWhere Thou dost lead the way:\\nIn freshest prime of morning,\\nOr fullest glow of noon,\\nThe note of heavenly warning,\\nCan never come too soon.\\n2 O Master, where Thou callest,\\nNo foot may shrink in fear,\\nFor they who trust Thee wholly\\nShall find Thee ever near:\\nAnd chamber still and lonely,\\nOr busy harvest-field,\\nWhere Thou, Lord, rulest only,\\nShall precious produce yield.\\n432", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0444.jp2"}, "445": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n3 Master, whom Thou callest,\\nNo heart may dare refuse;\\nTis honor, highest honor,\\nWhen Thou dost deign to use:\\nOur brightest and our fairest,\\nOur dearest all are Thine;\\nThou who for each one carest,\\nWe hail Thy love s design.\\n4 They who go forth to serve Thee,\\nWe too who serve at home,\\nMay watch and pray together\\nUntil Thy kingdom come:\\nIn Thee for age united,\\nOur song of hope we raise,\\nTill that blest shore is sighted\\nWhen all shall turn to praise.\\nSarah Geraldina Stock, 1890.\\nS29 4. 10. 10. 10. 4.\\n1 Come, labor on.\\nWho dares stand idle on the harvest plain\\nWhile all around him waves the golden\\ngrain\\nAnd to each servant does the Master say\\nGo work to-day.\\n2 Come, labor on.\\nClaim the high calling angels cannot share\\nTo young and old the gospel-gladness bear:\\nRedeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly\\nThe night draws nigh.\\n3 Come, labor on.\\nThe laborers are few, the field is wide\\nNew stations must be filled and blanks sup-\\nplied;\\nFrom voices distant far, or near at home\\nThe call is Come.\\n433", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0445.jp2"}, "446": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 Come, labor on.\\nAway with gloomy doubts and faithless fear!\\nNo arm so weak but may do service here:\\nBy feeblest agents can our God fulfill\\nHis righteous will.\\n5 Come, labor on.\\nNo time for rest, till glows the western sky\\nWhile the long shadows o er our pathway lie,\\nAnd a glad sound comes with the setting\\nsun\\nServants, well done.\\n6 Come, labor on.\\nThe toil is pleasant, the reward is sure,\\nBlessed are those who to the end endure,\\nHow full their joy, how deep their rest shall\\nbe\\nO Lord, with Thee.\\nJane Borthwick, 1859.\\nS30 L. M.\\n1 O sweetly breathe the lyres above,\\nWhen angels touch the quivering string,\\nAnd wake ,to chant Emmanuel s love,\\nSuch strains as angel-lips can sing.\\n2 And sweet, on earth, the chorals swell\\nFrom mortal tongues, of gladsome lays,\\nWhen pardoned souls their raptures tell,\\nAnd, grateful, hymn Emmanuel s praise.\\n3 Jesus, Thy Name our souls adore;\\nWe own the bond that makes us Thine;\\nAnd carnal joys that charmed before,\\nFor Thy dear sake we now resign.\\n4 Our hearts, by dying love subdued,\\nAccept Thine offered grace to-day;\\nBeneath the cross, with blood bedewed,\\nWe bow, and give ourselves, away.\\n434", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0446.jp2"}, "447": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n5 In Thee we trust on- Thee rely;\\nThough we are feeble, Thou art strong;\\nkeep us till our spirits fly\\nTo join the bright immortal throng!\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1843.\\n^31 L. M.\\n1 My glorious Victor, Prince Divine,\\nClaps these surrendered hands in Thine;\\nAt length my will is all Thine own,\\nGlad vassal of a Saviour s throne.\\n2 My Master, lead me to Thy door;\\nPierce this now willing ear once more;\\nThy bonds are freedom, let me stay\\nWith Thee to toil, endure, obey.\\n3 Yes, ear and hand, and thought and will,\\nUse all in Thy dear slav ry still,\\nLife s weary liberties I cast\\nBeneath Thy feet; then keep them fast.\\n4 Tread them still down, and then I know\\nThese hands shall with Thy gifts o erflow;\\nAnd pierced ears shall hear the tone\\nWhich tells me Thou and I are one.\\nRev. Handley C. G. Moule, 1885.\\n532 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Take my life, and let it be\\nConsecrated, Lord, to Thee;\\nTake my hands, and let them move\\nAt the impulse of Thy love;\\n2 Take my feet, and let them be\\nSwift and beautiful for Thee;\\nTake my voice and let me sing\\nAlways, only, for my King.\\n435", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0447.jp2"}, "448": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Take my lips, and let them be\\nFilled with messages from Thee!\\nTake my silver and my gold,\\nNot a mite would I withhold;\\n4 Take my moments and my days,\\nLet them flow in ceaseless praise;\\nTake my intellect, and use\\nEvery power as Thou shalt choose.\\n5 Take my will, and make it Thine:\\nIt shall be no longer mine;\\nTake my heart, it is Thine own!\\nIt shall be Thy royal throne;\\n6 Take my love; my Lord, I pour\\nAt Thy feet its treasure-store;\\nTake myself, and I will be,\\nEver, only, all, for Thee!\\nFrances R. Havergal 1874.\\nS33 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 O happy band of pilgrims,\\nIf onward ye will tread,\\nWith Jesus as your Fellow,\\nTo Jesus as your Head.\\n2 O happy if ye labor\\nAs Jesus did for men;\\nO happy if ye hunger\\nAs Jesus hungered then.\\n3 The cross that Jesus carried\\nHe carried as your due;\\nThe crown that Jesus weareth\\nHe weareth it for you.\\n4 The trials that beset you,\\nThe sorrows ye endure,\\nThe manifold temptations\\nThat death alone can cure.\\n436", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0448.jp2"}, "449": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n5 What are they but His jewels\\nOf right celestial worth?\\nWhat are they but the ladder\\nSet up to heaven on earth?\\n6 O happy band of pilgrims\\nLook upward to the skies,\\nWhere such a light affliction\\nShall win you such a prize.\\nRev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\nBased on Joseph the Hymnographer, 840.\\n534 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Jesus, I my cross have taken,\\nAll to leave, and follow Thee;\\nDestitute, despised, forsaken,\\nThou, from hence, my all shalt be.\\nPerish ev ry fond ambition,\\nAll I ve sought, and hoped, and known,\\nYet how rich is my condition!\\nGod and heav n are still my own.\\n2 Let the world despise and leave me;\\nThey have left my Saviour, too;\\nHuman hearts and looks deceive me:\\nThou art not, like them, untrue;\\nAnd while Thou shalt smile upon me,\\nGod of wisdom, love, and might.\\nFoes may hate, and friends may shun me;\\nShow Thy face and all is bright.\\n3 Go then, earthly fame and treasure!\\nCome disaster, scorn and pain!\\nIn Thy service, pain is pleasure;\\nWith Thy favor, loss is gain.\\nI have called Thee Abba, Father;\\nI have stayed my heart on Thee:\\nStorms may howl, and clouds may gather,\\nAll must work for good to me.\\n437", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0449.jp2"}, "450": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 Man may trouble and distress me,\\nTwill but drive me to Thy breast;.\\nLife with trials hard may press me,\\nHeaven will bring me sweeter rest.\\n0, tis not in grief to harm me,\\nWhile Thy love is left to me;\\n0, twere not in joy to charm me,\\nWere that joy unmixed with Thee.\\n5 Take, my soul, thy full salvation;\\nRise o er sin, and fear, and care;\\nJoy to find, in every station,\\nSomething still to do or bear.\\nThink what Spirit dwells within thee,\\nWhat a Father s smile is thine,\\nWhat a Saviour died to win thee:\\nChild of heaven, shouldst thou repine T\\n6 Haste, then, on from grace to glory,\\nArmed by faith, and winged by prayer;\\nHeaven s eternal day s before thee,\\nGod s own hand shall guide thee there.\\nSoon shall close thy earthly mission,\\nSwift shall pass thy pilgrim days,\\nHope soon change to glad fruition,\\nFaith to sight, and prayer to praise.\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1825.\\nS3S L. jtfl\\n1 Teach me, Lord, Thy holy way,\\nAnd give me an obedient mind;\\nThat in Thy service I may find\\nMy soul s delight from day to day.\\n2 Guide me, O Saviour, with Thy hand\\nAnd so control my thoughts and deeds,\\nThat I may tread the path which leads\\nRight onward to the blessed land.\\n438", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0450.jp2"}, "451": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n3 Help me, Saviour, here to trace\\nThe sacred footsteps Thou hast trod;\\nAnd, meekly walking with my God,\\nTo grow in goodness, truth and grace.\\n4 Guard me, Lord, that I may ne er\\nForsake the right, or do the wrong:\\nAgainst tempation make me strong,\\nAnd round me spread Thy sheltering care.\\n5 Bless me in every task, Lord,\\nBegun, continued, done for Thee:\\nFulfill Thy perfect work in me;\\nAnd Thine abounding grace afford.\\nRev. William Matson, 1833.\\n536 L. M.\\n1 Now I resolve with all my heart,\\nWith all my powers to serve the Lord;\\nNor from His precepts e er depart,\\nWhose service is a rich reward.\\n2 O be His service all my joy!\\nAround let my example shine,\\nTill others love the blest employ,\\nAnd join in labors so Divine.\\n3 Be this the purpose of my soul,\\nMy solemn, my determined choice,\\nTo yield to His supreme control,\\nAnd in His kind commands rejoice.\\n4 O may I never faint nor tire,\\nNor wandering leave His sacred ways;\\nGreat God, accept my soul s desire,\\nAnd give me strength to live Thy praise.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n439", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0451.jp2"}, "452": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nT 6. 5. 6. 5. 12 1.\\n1 Onward, Christian soldiers,\\nMarching as to war,\\nLooking unto Jesus\\nWho is gone before:\\nChrist the Royal Master\\nLeads against the foe;\\nForward into battle,\\nSee, His banners go.\\nOnward, Christian soldiers,\\nMarching as to war,\\nLooking unto Jesus\\nWho is gone before.\\n2 At the sign of triumph\\nSatan s host doth flee;\\nOn then, Christian soldiers,\\nOn to victory:\\nHell s foundations quiver\\nAt the shout of praise;\\nBrothers, lift your voices,\\nLoud your anthems raise.\\nOnward, etc.\\n3 Like a mighty army\\nMoves the Church of God;\\nBrothers, we are treading\\nWhere the saints have trod;\\nWe are not divided.\\nAll one body we,\\nOne in hope and doctrine,\\nOne in charity.\\nOnward, etc.\\n4 Crowns and thrones may perish,\\nKingdoms rise and wane,\\nBut the Church of Jesus\\nConstant will remain;\\n440", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0452.jp2"}, "453": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\nGates of hell can never\\nGainst that Church prevail;\\nWe have Christ s own promise,\\nAnd that cannot fail.\\nOnward, etc.\\n5 Onward, then, ye people,\\nJoin our happy throng,\\nBlend with ours your voices\\nIn the triumph-song;\\nGlory, laud, and honor\\nUnto Christ the King;\\nThis through countless ages\\nMen and angels sing.\\nOnward, etc.\\nRev. Sabine Baring- Gould, 1865.\\n538 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n(Or to Webb.)\\n1 Stand up! stand us for Jesus!\\nYe soldiers of the cross;\\nLift high His royal banner,\\nIt must not suffer loss:\\nFrom vict ry unto vict ry\\nHis army shall He lead,\\nTill ev ry foe is vanquished,\\nAnd Christ is Lord indeed.\\n2 Sand up! stand up for Jesus!\\nThe trumpet call obey,\\nForth to the mighty conflict,\\nIn this His glorious day:\\nYe that are men, now serve Him,\\nAgainst unnumbered foes;\\nYour courage rise with danger,\\nAnd strength to strength oppose.\\n441", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0453.jp2"}, "454": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Stand up! stand up for .Jesus!\\nStand in His strength alone;\\nThe arm of flesh will fail you\\nYe dare not trust your own:\\nPut on the gospel armor,\\nAnd, watching unto prayer,\\nWhere duty calls or danger,\\nBe never wanting there!\\n4 Stand up! stand up for Jesus!\\nThe strife will not be long;\\nThis day the noise of battle,\\nThe next the victor s song:\\nTo him that overcometh,\\nA crown of life shall be;\\nHe with the King of glory\\nShall reign eternally.\\nRev. George Duf field, 1858.\\n539 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Through good report and evil, Lord,\\nStill guided by Thy faithful word,\\nOur staff, our buckler, and our sword,\\nWe follow Thee.\\n2 In silence of the lonely night,\\nIn the full glow of day s clear light,\\nThrough life s strange windings, dark or\\nWe follow Thee. [bright,\\n3 Strengthened by Thee we forward go,\\nMid smile or scoff of friend or foe,\\nThrough pain or ease, through joy or woe,\\nWe follow Thee.\\n4 With enemies on every side,\\nWe lean on Thee, the Crucified;\\nForsaking all on earth beside,\\nWe follow Thee.\\n442", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0454.jp2"}, "455": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n5 O Master, point Thou out the way,\\nNor suffer Thou our steps to stray;\\nThen in the path that leads to day\\nWe follow Thee.\\n6 Thou hast passed on before our face;\\nThy footsteps on the way we trace;\\nO keep us, aid us by Thy grace;\\nWe follow Thee.\\n7 Whom have we in the heaven above,\\nWhom on this earth, save Thee, to love?\\nStill in Thy light we onward move;\\nWe follow Thee.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1866.\\nS^bO 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Jesus calls us, o er the tumult\\nOf our life s wild, restless sea;\\nDay by day His sweet voice soundeth,\\nSaying, Christian, follow Me!\\n2 As, of old, apostles heard it\\nBy the Galilean lake,\\nTurned from home and toil and kindred\\nLeaving all for His dear sake.\\n3 Jesus calls us from the worship\\nOf the vain world s golden store;\\nFrom each idol that would keep us\\nSaying, Christian, love Me more!\\n4 In our joys and in our sorrows,\\nDays of toil and hours of ease,\\nStill He calls, in cares and pleasures,\\nChristian, love Me more than these!\\n443", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0455.jp2"}, "456": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 Jesus calls us! by Thy mercies\\nSaviour, may we hear Thy call;\\nGive our hearts to Thy obedience,\\nServe and love Thee best of all!\\nMrs. Cecil F. Alexander, 1852.\\nS^l 6. 6. 4. 6. 6.6.4\\n1 Christ for the world we sing;\\nThe world to Christ we bring,\\nWith loving zeal;\\nThe poor, and them that mourn,\\nThe faint and over-borne,\\nSin-sick and sorrow-worn,\\nWhom Christ doth heal.\\n2 Christ for the world we sing;\\nThe world to Christ we bring,\\nWith fervent prayer;\\nThe wayward and the lost,\\nBy restless passions tossed,\\nRedeemed at countless cost,\\nFrom dark despair.\\n3 Christ for the world we sing;\\nThe world to Christ we bring,\\nWith one accord;\\nWith us the work to share,\\nWith us reproach to dare,\\nWith us the cross to bear,\\nFor Christ our God.\\n4 Christ for the world we sing;\\nThe world to Christ we bring,\\nWith joyful song;\\nThe new-born souls, whose days,\\nReclaimed from error s ways,\\nInspired with hope and praise.\\nTo Christ belong.\\nRev. Samuel Wolcott, 1869.\\n444", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0456.jp2"}, "457": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\nS^S C. M. D.\\n(Or to Warrior.)\\n1 The Son of God goes forth to war,\\nA kingly crown to gain;\\nHis blood-red banner streams a-far;\\nWho follows in His train?\\nWho best can drink his cup of woe,\\nTriumphant over pain,\\nWho patient bears his cross below,\\nHe follows in His train.\\n2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye\\nCould pierce beyond the grave,\\nWho saw his Master in the sky,\\nAnd called on Him to save:\\nLike Him, with pardon on His tongue\\nIn midst of mortal pain, g\\nHe prayed for them that did the wrong:\\nWho follows in His train?\\n3 A glorious band ,the chosen few\\nOn whom the Spirit came,\\nTwelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,\\nAnd mocked the cross and flame:\\nThey met the tyrant s brandished steel,\\nThe lion s gory mane;\\nThey bowed their necks the death to feel:\\nWho follows in their train?\\n4 A noble army, men and boys,\\nThe matron and the maid,\\nAround the Saviour s throne rejoice,\\nIn robes of light arrayed:\\nThey climbed the steep ascent of heaven\\nThrough peril, toil, and pain:\\nO God, to us may grace be given\\nTo follow in their train.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, publ. 1827.\\n445", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0457.jp2"}, "458": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nC. M. D.\\n1 How blessed, from the bonds of sin\\nAnd earthly fetters free,\\nIn singleness of heart and aim,\\nThy servant, Lord, to be;\\nThe hardest toil to undertake\\nWith joy at Thy command,\\nThe meanest office to receive\\nWith meekness at Thy hand.\\n2 With willing heart and longing eyes\\nTo watch before Thy gate,\\nReady to run the weary race,\\nTo bear the heavy weight:\\nNo voice of thunder to expect,\\nBut follow calm and still;\\nFor love can easily divine\\nThe One Beloved s will.\\n3 There may I serve Thee, gracious Lord;\\nThus ever Thine alone,\\nMy soul and body given to Thee,\\nThe purchase Thou hast won;\\nThrough evil or through good report\\nStill keeping by Thy side;\\nAnd by my life or by my death\\nLet Christ be magnified.\\n4 How happily the working days\\nIn this dear service fly,\\nHow rapidly the closing hour,\\nThe time of rest, draws nigh,\\nWhen all the faithful gather home,\\nA joyful company;\\nAnd ever where the Master is\\nShall His blest servants be.\\nCarl Philip Spitta, 1833.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick, 1854.\\n446", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0458.jp2"}, "459": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\nS^L* 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 8. 8. 6\\n1 My heart is fixed, immortal God,\\nFixed on Thee, fixed on Thee!\\nAnd my eternal choice is made,\\nChrist, for me, Christ for mei\\nHe is my Prophet, Priest, and King,\\nWho did for me salvation bring;\\nAnd while I breathe I mean to sing,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\n2 In Him I see the Godhead shine,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nHe is the Majesty Divine,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nThe Fathers well-beloved Son,\\nCo-partner of His royal throne,\\nWho did for human guilt atone,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\n3 Let others boast of heaps of gold,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nHis riches never can be told,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nYour gold will waste and wear away,\\nYour honor perish in a day,\\nMy portion never can decay;\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\n4 In pining sickness or in health,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nIn deepest poverty or wealth,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nAnd in that all-important day,\\nWhen I the summons must obey,\\nAnd pass from this dark world away,\\nChrist for me, Christ for me!\\nRichard Jukes, 1862.\\n447", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0459.jp2"}, "460": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n545 C. M.\\n1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone,\\nAnd all the world go free?\\nNo, there s a cross for ev ry one,\\nAnd there s a cross for me.\\n2 How happy are the saints above,\\nWho once went sorrowing here;\\nBut now they taste unmingled love,\\nAnd joy without a tear.\\n3 The consecrated cross I ll bear\\nTill death shall set me free;\\nAnd then go home my crown to wear,\\nFor there s a crown for me.\\n4 Upon the crystal payment, down\\nAt Jesus pierced feet,\\nJoyful, I ll cast my golden crown,\\nAnd His dear Name repeat.\\n5 O precious cross! O glorious crown!\\nO resurrection day!\\nYe angels, from the stars come down,\\nAnd bear my soul away.\\nRev. Thomas Shepherd, 1693, alt.\\nVerses 4, 5, Rev. Charles Beecher, 1850.\\n546 S. M.\\n1 Jesus, I live to Thee\\nThe loveliest and best;\\nMy life in Thee, Thy life in me,\\nIn Thy blest love I rest.\\n2 Jesus, I die to Thee,\\nWhenever death shall come;\\nTo die in Thee is life to me\\nIn my eternal home.\\n448", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0460.jp2"}, "461": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n3 Whether to live or die,\\nI know not which is best;\\nTo live in Thee is bliss to me,\\nTo die is endless rest.\\n4 Living or dying, Lord,\\nI ask but to be Thine;\\nMy life in Thee, Thy life in me,\\nMakes heaven forever mine.\\nRev. Henry Harbaugh, 1850.\\n3k=T 7. 6.7. 5. D.\\n1 Work, for the night is coming,\\nWork thro the morning hours;\\nWork while the dew is sparkling,\\nWork mid springing flow rs;\\nWork when the day grows brighter\\nWork in the glowing sun;\\nWork, for the night is coming,\\nWhen man s work is done.\\n2 Work, for the night is coming,\\nWork through the sunny noon;\\nFill brightest hours with labor,\\nRest comes sure and soon.\\nGive every flying minute,\\nSomething to keep in store;\\nWork, for the night is coming,\\nWhen man works no more.\\n3 Work, for the night is coming,\\nUnder the sunset skies;\\nWhile their bright tints are glowing,\\nWork, for daylight flies.\\nWork till the last beam fadeth,\\nFadeth to shine no more;\\nWork while the night is darkening,\\nWhen man s work is o er.\\nAnna L. Coghill, 1860.\\n449", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0461.jp2"}, "462": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n^c 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7.\\n1 In the vine-yard of our Father\\nDaily work we find to do;\\nScattered fruit our hands may gather,\\nThough we are but weak and few;\\nLittle clusters\\nHelp to fill the basket too.\\n2 Toiling early in the morning,\\nCatching moments through the day,\\nNothing small or lowly scorning,\\nSo we work, and watch, and pray;\\nGathering gladly\\nFree-will offerings by the way:\\n3 Not for selfish praise or glory,\\nNot for objects nothing worth,\\nBut to send the blessed story\\nOf the gospel o er the earth,\\nTelling mortals\\nOf our Lord and Saviour s birth.\\n4 Up and ever at our calling,\\nTill in death our lips are dumb,\\nOr till, sin s dominion falling,\\nChrist shall in His kingdom come,\\nAnd His children\\nReach their everlasting home.\\n5 Steadfast, then in our endeavor,\\nHeavenly Father, may we be;\\nAnd for ever, and for ever,\\nWe will give the praise to Thee;\\nHallelujah!\\nSinging, all eternity.\\nThomas MacKeUar, 1845\\n450", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0462.jp2"}, "463": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\nS^O L. M.\\n1 Go, labor on: spend, and be spent,\\nThy joy to do the Father s will;\\nIt is the way the Master went;\\nShould not the servant tread it still?\\n2 Go, labor on, tis not for naught;\\nThy earthly loss is heavenly gain;\\nMen heed thee, love thee, praise thee not;\\nThe Master praises: what are men?\\n3 Go, labor on: enough while here\\nIf He shall praise thee, if He deign\\nThy willing heart to mark and cheer;\\nNo toil for Him shall be in vain.\\n4 Go, labor on while it is day,\\nThe world s dark night is hastening on:\\nSpeed, speed thy work, cast sloth away;\\nIt is not thus that souls are won.\\n5 Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray;\\nBe wise the erring soul to win;\\nGo forth into the world s highway,\\nCompel the wanderer to come in.\\n6 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice;\\nFor toil comes rest, for exile home;\\nSoon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom s voice,\\nThe midnight peal, Behold, I come.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1843.\\nSSO 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 O fill me with Thy Spirit, gracious Lord!\\nI ask not for a measure poor or scant;\\nThe fullness of Thy gift to me accord,\\nNot less, not lower is the grace I want.\\n451", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0463.jp2"}, "464": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 Fill me with faith, that where I do not see\\nI still may rest all trustful on Thy love,\\nFrom fears unchildlike and from doubts set\\nfree,\\nMy heart a shrine for peace, that holy dove.\\n3 Fill me with wisdom from the Source of light,\\nThat I may walk the world unstained\\nAnd keep my raiment spotless, pure, and\\nwhite, [within.\\nBlameless in act without and thought\\n4 Fill me with power it only comes from Thee\\nWho art my soul s salvation and desire\\nThat in Thy blessed service I may be\\nSubtle and quick as flame of living fire.\\n5 Fill me with love, O God, from day to day,\\nFor this can make all bitter things most\\nsweet,\\nAnd this can turn the roughest, hardest way\\nInto a flow ry sward beneath the feet,\\n6 For, knowing then Thy great, surpassing love,\\nThy love so deep, so high, so wide, so broad,\\nI shall be filled, like happy saints above.\\nWith all Thy glorious fullness, O my God.\\nRev. Charles D. Bell, 1882.\\n\u00c2\u00a9SI C. M.\\n1 O Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me,\\nAnd all things else recede!\\nMy heart be daily nearer Thee,\\nFrom sin be daily freed.\\n2 Each day let Thy supporting might\\nMy weakness still embrace;\\nMy darkness vanish in Thy light,\\nThy life my death efface.\\n452", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0464.jp2"}, "465": {"fulltext": "CONSECRATION AND SERVICE.\\n3 In Thy bright beams which on me fall\\nFade every evil thought;\\nThat I am nothing, Thou art all,\\nI would be daily taught.\\n4 More of Thy glory let me see,\\nThou Holy, Wise, and True!\\nI would Thy living image be,\\nIn joy and sorrow too.\\n5 Fill me with gladness from above,\\nHold me by strength Divine;\\nLord, let the glow of Thy great love\\nThrough all my being shine.\\n6 Make this poor self grow less and less\\nBe Thou my life, my aim;\\nmake me daily by Thy grace\\nMore meet to bear Thy Name.\\nJohann Caspar Lavater, 1780.\\nTr. Elizabeth L. Smith, 1860.\\nS 8. 4. 8. 4.\\n1 Lord, for to-morrow and its needs\\nI do not pray;\\nKeep me, my God, from stain of sin,\\nJust for to-day.\\n2 Let me both diligently work,\\nAnd daily pray;\\nLet me be kind in word and deed,\\nJust for to-day.\\n3 Let me be slow to do my will,\\nPrompt to obey;\\nHelp me to sacrifice myself,\\nJust for to-day.\\n453", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0465.jp2"}, "466": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 Let me no wrong or idle word\\nUnthinking say;\\nSet Thou a seal upon my lips,\\nJust for to-day.\\n5 Cleanse and receive my parting soul,\\nBe Thou my stay;\\nbid me, if to-day I die,\\nGo home to-day.\\n6 So far to-morrow and its needs\\nI do not pray;\\nBut keep me, guide me, hold me Lord\\nJust for to-day.\\nAnon.\\n8. 8. 8. 6.\\n1 I ask not now for gold to gild,\\nWith mocking shine, an aching frame;\\nThe yearning of the mind is stilled\\n1 ask not now for fame.\\n2 But, bowed in lowliness of mind,\\nI make my humble wishes known;\\nI only ask a will resigned,\\nO Father, to Thine own.\\n3 In vain I ask my aching brain,\\nIn vain the sage s thoughts I scan;\\nI only feel how weak I am,\\nHow poor and blind is man.\\n4 And now my spirit sighs for home,\\nAnd longs for light whereby to see;\\nAnd, like a weary child, would come,\\nO Father, unto Thee.\\nJohn Greenleaf Whittier, 1890.\\n454", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0466.jp2"}, "467": {"fulltext": "Temptation, Struggle and Victory*\\nSS^b S. M.\\n1 My soul, be on thy guard;\\nTen thousand foes arise;\\nThe hosts of sin are pressing hard\\nTo draw thee from the skies.\\n2 O watch, and fight, and pray;\\nThe battle ne er give o er;\\nRenew it boldly every day,\\nAnd help Divine implore.\\n3 Ne er think the victory won,\\nNor lay thine armor down;\\nThy arduous work will not be done,\\nTill thou obtain the crown.\\n4 Fight on, my soul, till death\\nShall bring thee to thy God;\\nHe ll take thee, at thy parting breath,\\nUp to His blest abode.\\nRev. George Heath, 1781.\\nooo 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Lord, Thou art my Rock of strength,\\nAnd my home is in Thine arms;\\nThou wilt send me help at length,\\nAnd I feel no wild alarms.\\nSin nor death can pierce the shield\\nThy defence has o er me thrown;\\nUp to Thee myself I yield,\\nAnd my sorrows are Thine own.\\n2 When my trials tarry long,\\nUnto Thee I look and wait,\\nKnowing none, though keen and strong,\\nCan my trust in Thee abate.\\n455", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0467.jp2"}, "468": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nAnd this faith I long have nursed,\\nComes alone, O God, from Thee;\\nThou my heart didst open first,\\nThou didst see this hope in me.\\n3 Mercy s wings o er me outspread,\\nEver keep me close to Thee;\\nIn the peace Thy love doth shed,\\nLet me dwell eternally.\\nBe my All; in all I do,\\nLet me only seek Thy will,\\nWhere the heart to Thee is true,\\nAll is peaceful, calm, and still.\\nAugust Hermann Franke, 1711.\\nTr. Catherine Winkworth, 1855.\\n556 S. M.\\n1 If, through unruffled seas,\\nToward heaven we calmly sail,\\nWith grateful hearts, O God, to Thee\\nWe ll own the favoring gale.\\n2 But should the surges rise,\\nAnd rest delay to come,\\nBlest be the sorrow kind the storm,\\nWhich drives us nearer home.\\n3 Soon shall our doubts and fears\\nAll yield to Thy control:\\nThy tender mercies shall illume\\nThe midnight of the soul.\\n4 Teach us, in every state,\\nTo make Thy will our own;\\nAnd when the joys of sense depart.\\nTo live by faith alone.\\nRev. Augustus M. Toplady, 1772, alt.\\n456", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0468.jp2"}, "469": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\n5S7 9. 8. 9. 8. D.\\n(Or to Gellert.)\\n1 Abide with me, blessed Saviour,\\nEnlighten me, Light of life!\\nMy faith make steadfast in Thy favor,\\nMy Friend thro all my earthly strife!\\nThro all my days of trial lead me\\nThe path, which oft I cannot find!\\nA pilgrim, like my fathers, save me\\nDear Helper, merciful and kind.\\n2 answer Thou my humble calling\\nAnd gird my soul with power Divine;\\nMake me a warrior never falling\\nEquipped with arms of Thy design:\\nAnd when the foe, like lions roaring,\\nThy child is seeking to devour,\\nThen shield my soul, Thy help imploring,\\nUphold me in temptation s hour.\\n3 For Thee I sigh, O let me find Thee,\\nMy thirsty soul on Thee doth wait;\\nReveal Thy face, when sins surround me,\\nReceive me ere it is too late!\\nWould God with sin-born man be pleading,\\nWho doth in mortal weakness groan,\\nThen, in the highest court s proceeding,\\nNone righteousness could claim, not one!\\n4 In sweetest joy to know my Maker,\\nTo see Thee, Prince of Life and Peace,\\nIn God s grand army made partaker,\\nTo join in songs that never cease,\\nAway all dangers, tears and sorrow,\\nTo gain more bliss, than e er I sought,\\nSuch, Lord, when comes the glorious morrow\\nI hope will be Thy servant s lot.\\n457", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0469.jp2"}, "470": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 O grant true faith unto Thy warrior,\\nFaith, that in love is shining bright;\\nA spirit humble, pure and peaceful\\nAnd filled with Christian hope s delight;\\nA heart with sympathetic feeling,\\nIn prayer strong, and calm in scorn,\\nPrepared for death, soul s rest revealing,\\nThough poor, yet rich and heaven-born!\\nA. G. L. Hering, died 1770, ab.\\nTr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898.-\\nS58 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 8. 7. 8.\\n1 Still by constant love surrounded,\\nLord, on Thee my trust is stayed;\\nLet me never be confounded\\nWhen the wicked are afraid.\\nShow Thy ways, O Lord, to me,\\nAnd the paths where Thou wilt lead me,\\nWhile my spirit waits on Thee,\\nWith Thy full salvation feed me.\\n2 By Thy mercies ever tender,\\nBy Thy kindness yet untold,\\nLord, I plead, be my Defender\\nAnd my Helper as of old.\\nFor the sake of Thy great love\\nNow give heed to my confessions;\\nWhen Thou lookest from above\\nTurn Thy face from my transgressions.\\n3 Thou the sins of men abhorest,\\nYet wouldst save the sinner still;\\nWith the pride of sin Thou warrest,\\nBut wouldst teach the meek Thy will.\\nLord, in whom is all my trust,\\nEver merciful, all-holy,\\nStoop to lift me from the dust,\\nLead me as Thou dost the lowly.\\nRev. Louis F. Benson, 1898.\\n458", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0470.jp2"}, "471": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\n559 C. M.\\n1 Am I a soldier of the cross?\\nA follower of the Lamb?\\nAnd shall I fear to own His cause,\\nOr blush to speak His Name?\\n2 Must I be carried to the skies\\nOn flowery beds of ease?\\nWhile others fought to win the prize,\\nAnd sailed through bloody seas?\\n3 Are there no foes for me to face?\\nMust I not stem the flood?\\nIs this vile world a friend to grace,\\nTo help me on to God?\\n4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;\\nIncrease my courage, Lord;\\nI ll bear the toil, endure the pain,\\nSupported by Thy word.\\n5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,\\nShall conquer, though they die;\\nThey view the triumph from afar,\\nAnd seize it with their eye.\\n6 When that illustrious day shall rise,\\nAnd all Thy armies shine\\nIn robes of victory through the skies\\nThe glory shall be Thine.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1723.\\n560 C. M.\\n(Or to Christmas.)\\n1 Awake, my soul, stretch ev ry nerve,\\nAnd press with vigor on:\\nA heav nly race demands thy zeal,\\nAnd an immortal crown.\\n459", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0471.jp2"}, "472": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 A cloud of witnesses around\\nHold thee in full survey;\\nForget the steps already trod,\\nAnd onward urge thy way.\\n3 Tis God s all-animating voice,\\nThat calls thee from on high;\\nTis His own hand presents the prize\\nTo thine aspiring eye.\\n4 That prize with peerless glories bright,\\nWhich shall new lustre boast,\\nWhen victor s wreaths and monarch s gems\\nShall blend in common dust.\\n5 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,\\nHave I my race begun;\\nAnd, crowned with victory, at Thy feet\\nI ll lay my honors down.\\nEev. Philip Doddridge, 1775.\\nS0\u00c2\u00b1 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 When gath ring clouds around I view,\\nAnd days are dark, and friends are few;\\nOn Him I lean, who not in vain,\\nExperienced ev ry human pain.\\nHe sees my wants, allays my fears,\\nAnd counts and treasures up my tears.\\n2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray\\nFrom heavenly wisdom s narrow way,\\nTo fly the good I would pursue,\\nOr do the sin I would not do,\\nStill He, who felt temptation s power,\\nShall guard me in that dangerous hour.\\n3 If wounded love my bosom swell,\\nDeceived by those I prized too well,\\n460", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0472.jp2"}, "473": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\nHe shall His pitying aid bestow,\\nWho felt on earth severer woe,\\nAt once betrayed, denied, or fled,\\nBy those who shared His daily bread.\\n4 If vexing thoughts within me rise,\\nAnd, sore dismayed, my spirit dies,\\nStill He, who once vouchsafed to bear\\nThe sickening anguish of despair,\\nShall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry,\\nThe throbbing heart, the streaming eye.\\n5 When, sorrowing, o er some stone I bend,\\nWhich covers what was once a friend,\\nAnd from his voice, his hand, his smile,\\nDivides me for a little while,\\nThou, Saviour, mark st the tears I shed,\\nFor Thou didst weep o er Lazarus dead.\\n6 And O, when I have safely past\\nThrough every conflict but the last;\\nStill, still unchanging, watch beside\\nMy painful bed, for Thou hast died:\\nThen point to realms of cloudless day,\\nAnd wipe the latest tear away.\\nSir Robert Grant, 1806.\\nSOS 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 Jesus, my Saviour, look on me,\\nFor I am weary and opprest;\\nI come to cast myself on Thee:\\nThou art my Rest.\\n2 Look down on me, for I am weak;\\nI feel the toilsome journey s length;\\nThine aid omnipotent I seek:\\nThou art my Strength.\\n461", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0473.jp2"}, "474": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 I am bewildered on my way,\\nDark and tempestuous is the night;\\nsend Thou forth some cheering ray:\\nThou art my Light.\\n4 I hear the storms around me rise;\\nBut when. I dread the impending shock,\\nMy spirit to the refuge flies:\\n1 1 Thou art my Rock. 1 1\\n5 When Satan flings his fiery darts,\\nI look to Thee; my terrors cease;\\nThy cross a hiding-place imparts:\\nThou art my Peace.\\n6 Standing alone on Jordan s brink,\\nIn that tremendous latest strife,\\nThou wilt not suffer me to sink:\\n||:Thou art my Life.\\n7 Thou wilt my every want supply,\\nE en to the end, whate er befall;\\nThrough life, in death, eternally,\\nThou art my AIL\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1869.\\n563 7. 7. 7. 3.\\n1 Christian, seek not yet repose,\\nCast thy dreams of ease away;\\nThou art in the midst of foes:\\nWatch and pray.\\n2 Principalities and powers,\\nMustering their unseen array,\\nWait for thy unguarded hours:\\nWatch and pray.\\n3 Gird thy heavenly armor on,\\nWear it ever, night and day;\\nAmbushed lies the evil one:\\nWatch and pray.\\n462", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0474.jp2"}, "475": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\n4 Hear the victors who o ercame;\\nStill they mark each warrior s way;\\nAll with one sweet voice proclaim,\\nWatch and pray.\\n5 Hear, above all, hear Thy Lord,\\nHim thou lovest to obey;\\nHide within thy heart His word,\\nWatch and pray.\\n6 Watch, as if on that alone\\nHung the issue of the day;\\nPray, that help may be sent down:\\nWatch and pray.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1839, alt.\\nS64 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus, Saviour, pilot me\\nOver life s tempestuous sea;\\nUnknown waves before me roll,\\nHiding rock and treacherous shoal;\\nChart and compass came from Thee:\\nJesus, Saviour, pilot me.\\n2 As a mother stills her child,\\nThou canst hush the ocean wild;\\nBoisterous waves obey Thy will\\nWhen Thou sayest to them, Be still.\\nWondrous Sovereign of the sea,\\nJesus, Saviour, pilot me.\\n3 When at last I near the shore,\\nAnd the fearful breakers roar\\nTwixt me and the peaceful rest,\\nThen, while leaning on Thy breast,\\nMay I hear Thee say to me,\\nFear not, I will pilot thee.\\nRev. Edward Hopper, 1871.\\n463", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0475.jp2"}, "476": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nSOS 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Strive, when thou of God are called,\\nWhen He draws thee by His grace\\nStrive to cast away the burden\\nThat would clog thee in the race.\\n2 Fight, though now thy fight be fiercer,\\nStorm the kingdom, but prevail,\\nLet not Satan s heaviest weapons\\nMake thee, warrior, faint or quail.\\n3 Wrestle, till in all thy actions\\nLove and strength are growing warm,\\nLove, that dares the worldly factions;\\nHalf-love will not bide the storm.\\n4 Wrestle, with strong prayers and crying,\\nThink no time too much to spend,\\nThough the night be passed in sighing\\nThough all day thy voice ascend.\\n5 Hast thou won the peace most valued\\nThink not thou hast reached the goal,\\nEvery sin must first be conquered\\nThat had power to harm thy soul.\\n6 Art thou faithful, then oppose them,\\nSin and wrong, with all thy might;\\nCare not how e er blows the tempest,\\nOnly care to win the fight.\\n7 Art thou faithful, waking, watching,\\nLove with all thy heart Christ s ways\\nSeek not each, that is but transient\\nLook not for reward or praise.\\n8 Prom all worldly hope and pleasure,\\nThou must faithful stand apart;\\nOn the heaven where lies our treasures,\\nYonder fix thy hopes and heart.\\n464", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0476.jp2"}, "477": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\n9 Soldiers of the cross be steadfast\\nWatch and war mid fear and pain\\nDaily conquering all temptation\\nTill our King o er earth shall reign.\\nJohann Jos. Winkler, 1670-1722.\\nTr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897.\\n566 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Oft in danger, oft in woe,\\nOnward, Christians, onward go,\\nFight the fight, maintain the strife\\nStrengthened with the bread of Life.\\n2 Onward, Christians, onward go,\\nJoin the war, and face the foe;\\nFaint not: much doth yet remain;\\nDreary is the long campaign.\\n3 Let your drooping hearts be glad;\\nMarch, in heavenly armor clad;\\nFight, nor think the battle long;\\nVictory soon shall tune your song.\\n4 Let not sorrow dim your eye,\\nSoon shall every tear be dry;\\nLet not woe your course impede,\\nGreat your strength, if great your need.\\n5 Onward then to battle move;\\nMore than conquerors ye shall prove:\\nThough opposed by many a foe,\\nChristian soldiers, onward go.\\nFirst 8 11.. Henry K. White, 1806, alt.\\nThe remainder, Frances S. Colquhoun, 1827.\\n567 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 In the hour of trial,\\nJesus, plead for me,\\nLest by base denial\\nI depart from Thee;\\n465", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0477.jp2"}, "478": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nWhen Thou see st me waver,\\nWith a look recall,\\nNor for fear or favor\\nSuffer me to fall.\\n2 With its witching pleasures\\nWould this vain world charm,\\nOr its sordid treasures\\nSpread to work me harm,\\nBring to my remembrance\\nSad Gethsemane,\\nOr, in darker semblance,\\nCross-crowned Calvary.\\n3 If with sore affliction\\nThou in love chastise,\\nPour Thy benediction\\nOn the sacrifice;\\nThen, upon Thine altar\\nFreely offered up,\\nThough the flesh may falter,\\nFaith shall drink the cup.\\n4 When in dust and ashes\\nTo the grave I sink,\\nWhile heaven s glory flashes\\nO er the shelving brink,\\nOn Thy truth relying\\nThrough that mortal strife,\\nLord, receive me, dying,\\nTo eternal life.\\nJames Montgomery, 1834.\\nS68 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 Christian, dost thou see them\\nOn the holy ground,\\nHow the hosts of darkness\\nCompass thee around?\\n466", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0478.jp2"}, "479": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\nChristian, up and smite them,\\nCounting gain but loss;\\nSmite them, Christ is with thee,\\nSoldier of the cross.\\n2 Christian, dost thou feel them,\\nHow they work within,\\nStriving, tempting, luring,\\nGoading into sin?\\nChristian, never tremble;\\nNever be downcast;\\nGird thee for the battle,\\nWatch and pray and fast.\\n3 Christian, dost thou hear them,\\nHow they speak thee fair?\\nAlways fast and vigil?\\nAlways watch and prayer?\\nChristian, answer boldly:\\nWhile I breathe I pray:\\nPeace shall follow battle,\\nNight shall end in day.\\n4 Well I know thy trouble,\\nO My servant true;\\nThou art very weary,\\nI was weary too:\\nBut that toil shall make thee\\nSome day all Mine own,\\nAnd the end of sorrow\\nShall be near My throne.\\nSt. Andrew of Crete, 700.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\n5. 5. 5. 5. 6. 5. 6. 5.\\n1 Breast the wave, Christian,\\nWhen it is strongest;\\nWatch for day, Christian,\\nWhen the night s longest;\\n467", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0479.jp2"}, "480": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nOnward and onward still,\\nBe thine endeavor;\\nThe rest that remaineth,\\nWill be for ever.\\n2 Fight the fight, Christian,\\nJesus is o er thee;\\nRun the race, Christian,\\nHeaven is before thee;\\nHe who hath promised\\nFaltereth never;\\nHe who hath loved so well,\\nLoveth for ever.\\n3 Lift thine eye, Christian,\\nJust as it closeth;\\nRaise thy heart, Christian,\\nEre it reposeth;\\nThee from the love of Christ\\nNothing shall sever;\\nAnd, when thy work is done,\\nPraise Him for ever.\\nJoseph Stammers, 1830.\\n570 C. M. D.\\n1 Thou art my Hiding-place, O Lord,\\nIn Thee I put my trust;\\nEncouraged by Thy holy word,\\nA feeble child of dust:\\nI have no argument beside,\\nI urge no other plea;\\nAnd tis enough my Saviour died,\\nMy Saviour died for me.\\n2 When storms of fierce temptation beat,\\nAnd furious foes assail,\\nMy refuge is the mercy-seat,\\nMy hope within the veil.\\n468", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0480.jp2"}, "481": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\nFrom strife of tongues and bitter words\\nMy spirit flies to Thee:\\nJoy to my heart the thought affords,\\nMy Saviour died for me.\\n3 Mid trials heavy to be borne,\\nWhen mortal strength is vain,\\nA heart with grief and anguish torn,\\nA body racked with pain;\\nAh! what could give the sufferer rest\\nBid every murmur flee,\\nBut this, the witness in my breast\\nThat Jesus died for me?\\n4 And when Thine awful voice commands\\nThis body to decay,\\nAnd life, in its last lingering sands,\\nIs ebbing fast away,\\nThen, though it be in accents weak,\\nAnd faint and tremblingly,\\nO give me strength in death to speak,\\nMy Saviour died for me.\\nRev. Thomas Raffles, 1833.\\nT\u00c2\u00b1 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 O Jesus, I have promised\\nTo serve Thee to the end;\\nBe Thou for ever near me,\\nMy Master and my Friend!\\nI shall not fear the battle\\nIf Thou art by my side,\\nNor wander from the path-way\\nIf Thou wilt be my Guide.\\n2 O let me feel Thee near me!\\nThe world is ever near;\\nI see the sights that dazzle,\\nThe tempting sounds I hear;\\n469", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0481.jp2"}, "482": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nMy foes are ever near me,\\nAround me and within;\\nBut, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,\\nAnd shield my soul from sin.\\n3 let me hear Thee speaking\\nIn accents clear and still,\\nAbove the storms of passion\\nThe murmurs of self-will!\\nO speak to re-assure me,\\nTo hasten or control;\\nspeak, and make me listen,\\nThou Guardian of my soul!\\n4 Jesus, Thou hast promised\\nTo all who follow Thee,\\nThat where Thou art in glory\\nThere shall Thy servant be;\\nAnd, Jesus, I have promised\\nTo serve Thee to the end;\\nO give me grace to follow,\\nMy Master and my Friend.\\n5 O let me see Thy foot-marks,\\nAnd in them plant my own!\\nMy hope to follow duly\\nIs in Thy strength alone.\\nO guide me, call me, draw me,\\nUphold me to the end!\\nAt last in heaven receive me,\\nMy Saviour and my Friend!\\nRev. John E. Bode, 1860.\\nST2 12. 12. 12. 11. With Kefrain.\\n1 There s a fight to be fought, there s a work\\nto be done,\\nAnd a foe to be met ere the set of the sun.\\n470", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0482.jp2"}, "483": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\nAnd the call is gone out o er the land far and\\nwide;\\nWho ll follow the banner, who s on the Lord s\\nside?\\nRef. O hark! the call of battle resounds far\\nand wide:\\nWho ll follow the banner, who s on the\\nLord s side?\\n2 O er the waters it soundeth, from lands far\\naway,\\nWhere the rebel usurper holds fair realms in\\nsway\\nThere are chains to be severed, and souls to\\nto be freed;\\nOur Captain is calling, Himself takes the\\nlead. Ref.\\n3 O, true hearts have gone forth, glad and\\nstrong, to the war,\\nAnd the fame of their exploits has echoed\\nafar;\\nAnd though brave ones have fallen, yet rich\\ntheir reward,\\nWho dies is crowned victor by Jesus our\\nLord.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ref.\\n4 Tis not each one is called in the front rank\\nto fight,\\nAnd there s room for us all though our\\nstrength may be slight,\\nAnd the weakest and poorest some succor\\nmay bring,\\nIf only he follows the flag of his King. Ref.\\n5 When the warfare is finished, the long strug-\\ngle o er,\\nAnd the name of our Master all nations adore.\\nThen the glad shout of triumph shall ring far\\nand wide;\\n471", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0483.jp2"}, "484": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nOJoy to the victor who s on the Lord s side!\\nRef. O hark! the shout of triumph resounds\\nfar and wide;\\nO, joy to the victor who s on the Lord s side!\\nSarah Geraldina Stock, 1888.\\n573 C. M.\\n1 Thro all the changing scenes of life,\\nIn trouble, and in joy,\\nThe praises of my God shall still\\nMy heart and tongue employ.\\n2 O magnify the Lord with me,\\nWith me exalt His Name;\\nWhen in distress to Him I called,\\nHe to my rescue came.\\n3 The hosts of God encamp around\\nThe dwellings of the just;\\nDeliverance He affords to all\\nWho on His succor trust.\\n4 make but trial of His love;\\nExperience will decide\\nHow blest are they, and only they,\\nWho in His truth confide.\\n5 Fear Him, ye saints! and ye will then\\nHave nothing else to fear;\\nMake ye His service your delight\\nHe ll make your wants His care.\\nNahum Tate and Nicolas Brady, 1696.\\nST^ C. M.\\n1 O help us, Lord; each hour of need\\nThy heav nly succor give;\\nHelp us in thought, and word, and deed,\\nEach hour on earth we live!\\n472", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0484.jp2"}, "485": {"fulltext": "TEMPTATION, STRUGGLE AND VICTORY.\\n2 help us when our spirits bleed,\\nWith contrite anguish sore;\\nAnd when our hearts are cold and dead,\\nhelp us, Lord, the more.\\n3 O help us, through the prayer of faith\\nMore firmly to believe;\\nFor still, the more the servant hath,\\nThe more shall he receive.\\n4 O help us, Jesus, from on high;\\nWe know no help but Thee:\\nO help us so to live and die\\nAs Thine in heaven to be.\\nRev. Henry M. Milman, 1827.\\nTS 5. 4. 5. 4.\\n1 Rest of the weary,\\nJoy of the sad;\\nHope of the dreary,\\nLight of the glad;\\nHome of the stranger,\\nStrength to the end;\\nRefuge from danger,\\nSaviour and Friend!\\n2 Pillow where lying,\\nLove rests its head;\\nPeace of the dying,\\nLife of the dead;\\nPath of the lowly,\\nPrize at the end;\\nBreath of the holy,\\nSaviour and Friend!\\n3 When my feet stumble,\\nI ll to Thee cry;\\nCrown of the humble,\\nCross of the high;", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0485.jp2"}, "486": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nWhere my steps wander,\\nOver me bend,\\nTruer and fonder,\\nSaviour and Friend!\\n4 Ever confessing\\nThee, I will raise\\nUnto Thee blessing,\\nGlory and praise;\\nAll my endeavors,\\nWorld without end,\\nThine to be ever\\nSaviour and Friend.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1863.\\n5T6 L. M.\\n(Or to Rockingham.)\\n1 Jesus, the Shepherd of the sheep,\\nThy little flock in safety keep,\\nThe flock for which Thou cam st from heav n,\\nThe flock for which Thy life was giv n.\\n2 O guard Thy sheep from beasts of prey,\\nAnd guide them that they never stray;\\nCherish the young, sustain the old,\\nLet none be feeble in Thy fold.\\n3 O, may Thy sheep discern Thy voice,\\nAnd in its sacred sound rejoice;\\nFrom strangers may they ever flee,\\nAnd know no other guide but Thee.\\n4 Lord, bring Thy sheep that wander yet,\\nAnd let the number be complete;\\nThen let Thy flock from earth remove,\\nAnd occupy the fold above.\\nThomas Kelly, 1806.\\n474", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0486.jp2"}, "487": {"fulltext": "Comfort, Trust and Hope in Suffering,\\nTT 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 When winds are raging o er the upper ocean,\\nAnd billows wild contend with angry roar,\\nTis said, far down beneath the wild com-\\nmotion,\\nThat peaceful stillness reigneth ever-\\nmore.\\n2 Far, far beneath, the noise of tempests dieth.\\nAnd silver waves chime peacefully,\\nAnd no rude storm, how fierce soe er it flieth,\\nDisturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.:|!\\n3 So to the heart that knows Thy love, O\\nPurest,\\nThere is a temple, sacred evermore;\\nAnd all the babble of life s angry voices\\nDies in hushed stillness at its peaceful\\ndoor.\\n4 Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,\\nAnd loving thoughts rise kind and peace-\\nfully,\\nAnd no rude storm, how fierce soe er it flieth,\\n||:Disturbes the soul that dwells, O Lord, in\\nThee.\\nMrs. Harriett Beecher Stowe 1853.\\nT C. M.\\n(Or to St. Agnes.)\\n1 I cannot tell if short or long\\nMy earthly journey be;\\nBut, all the way, I know Thy rod\\nAnd staff will comfort me.\\n475", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0487.jp2"}, "488": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 Though fierce temptations lie in wait,\\nWhat need have I to care?\\nThou wilt not suffer them to hurt\\nBeyond my strength to bear.\\n3 What storms may beat, what burdens fall,\\nMy soul would not avoid;\\nWho follow Thee, Lord, may be\\nCast down, but not destroyed.\\n4 Though over steep and rugged ways\\nMy weary feet be brought,\\nStill following where Thy footprints lead,\\nI take no anxious thought.\\n5 O perfect peace! O endless rest!\\nNo care, no vain alarms;\\nBeneath my every cross I find\\nThe Everlasting Arms.\\nMiss H. O. Knowlton.\\n5T9 C. M.\\n1 I worship Thee, sweet Will of God,\\nAnd all Thy ways adore;\\nAnd every day I live, I seem\\nTo love Thee more and more.\\n2 When obstacles and trials seem\\nLike prison-walls to be,\\nI do the little I can do,\\nAnd leave the rest to Thee.\\n3 He always wins who sides wih God,\\nTo him no chance is lost;\\nGod s will is sweetest to him when\\nIt triumphs at his cost.\\n476", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0488.jp2"}, "489": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IX SUFFERING.\\n4 111 that He blesses is our good,\\nAnd imblest good is ill;\\nAnd all is right that seems most wrong,\\nIf it be His sweet will.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1849.\\nS80 8. 5. 8. 3.\\n1 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,\\nTrusting only Thee!\\nTrusting Thee for full salvation,\\nGreat and free.\\n2 I am trusting Thee for pardon,\\nAt Thy feet I bow;\\nFor Thy grace and tender mercy,\\nTrusting now.\\n3 I am trusting Thee for cleansing\\nIn the crimson flood;\\nTrusting Thee to make me holy\\nBy Thy blood.\\n4 I am trusting Thee to guide me;\\nThou alone shalt lead;\\nEvery day and hour supplying\\nAll my need.\\n5 I am trusting Thee for power,\\nThine can never fail;\\nWords which Thou Thyself shalt give me\\nMust prevail.\\n6 I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus;\\nNever let me fall;\\nI am trusting Thee for ever,\\nAnd for all.\\nFrances R. Havergal, 1874.\\n477", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0489.jp2"}, "490": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n^81 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 let him whose sorrow\\nNo relief can find,\\nTrust in God and borrow\\nEase for heart and mind.\\nWhere the mourner weeping\\nSheds the secret tear,\\nGod His watch is keeping,\\nThough none else is near.\\n2 God will never leave us,\\nAll our wants He knows,\\nFeels the pains that grieve us,\\nSees our cares and woes.\\nWhen in grief we languish,\\nHe will dry the tear,\\nWho His children s anguish\\nSoothes with succor near.\\n3 All our woe and sadness,\\nIn this world below,\\nBalance not the gladness\\nWe in heaven shall know,\\nWhen our gracious Saviour,\\nIn the realms above\\nCrowns us with His favor,\\nFills us with His love.\\nHeinrich S. Oswald, 1826.\\nTr. Frances E. Cox, 1841.\\ni\\nS^^ 10. 6. 10. 6. 8. 8. 4.\\n(Or to Ich Hab Genug.)\\n1 God is my Light! my soul do not despair\\nIn hours of thy distress!\\nThe sun withdraws, and earth is dark and\\ndrear.\\n478", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0490.jp2"}, "491": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\nMy light will never cease.\\nOn days of joy with splendor beaming,\\nThro nights of grief, its rays are gleaming;\\nGod is my Light!\\nGod is my Trust my soul be not afraid!\\nThy Helper will abide:\\nTil not forsake thee! He has kindly said,\\nHe s ever at thy side;\\nIn feeble age will yet stand by thee,\\nNo real good will He deny thee:\\nGod is my Trust!\\nThe Kingdom His! throughout the earth He\\nreigns\\nWith wisdom, grace and might;\\nThe stars go on, and time its course main-\\nBeneath His watchful sight; [tains,\\nIn silence onward still proceeding,\\nThe universe obeys His leading,\\nThe Kingdom His!\\nGod is my Shield! of me He takes the care\\nAs none beside could do;\\nHe guards my head, He watches every hair,\\nAll dangers brings me through:\\nWhile thousands, to vain helpers calling,\\nOn right and left are near me falling,\\nHe is my Shield!\\nGod s my Reward! well pleased I onward go\\nThe path that He has shown:\\nIt has no trials but my God will know,\\nWhen He awards my crown.\\nI ll gladly strive, the fight sustaining,\\nUntil in death the victory gaining,\\nGod s my Reward!\\nErnst Wm. Hengstenberg, 1835, tr.\\n479", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0491.jp2"}, "492": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nL. M.\\n1 O deem not they are blest alone,\\nWhose lives a peaceful tenor keep;\\nThe Pow r, who pities man, has shown\\nA blessing for the eyes that weep.\\n2 The light of smiles shall fill again,\\nThe lids that overflow with tears;\\nAnd weary hours of woe and pain\\nAre promises of happier years.\\n3 There is a day of sunny rest\\nFor every dark and troubled night;\\nAnd grief may bide an evening guest,\\nBut joy shall come with early light.\\n4 And thou, who o er thy friend s low bier\\nSheddest the bitter drops like rain,\\nHope that a brighter, happier sphere\\nWill give him to thy arms again.\\n5 Nor let the good man s trust depart,\\nThough life its common gifts deny;\\nThough, with a pierced and broken heart,\\nAnd spurned of men, he goes to die.\\n6 For God has marked each sorrowing day,\\nAnd numbered every secret tear,\\nAnd heaven s long age of bliss shall pay\\nFor all His children suffer here.\\nWilliam Cullen Bryant, 1820.\\n8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 O Lord, how happy should we be,\\nIf we would cast our care on Thee,\\nIf we from self could rest;\\nAnd feel at heart that One above,\\nIn perfect wisdom, perfect love,\\nIs ever working for the best!\\n480", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0492.jp2"}, "493": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n2 How far from this our daily life,\\nHow oft disturbed by anxious strife,\\nBy sudden wild alarms;\\ncould we but relinquish all\\nOur earthly props, and simply fall\\nO Lord on Thine almighty arms!\\n3 Could we but kneel and cast our load,\\nE en while we pray, upon our God,\\nThen rise with lightened cheer;\\nSure that the Father, who is nigh\\nTo still the famished raven s cry,\\nWill surely hear in that we fear.\\n4 We cannot trust Him as we should;\\nSo chafes weak nature s restless mood\\nTo cast its peace away;\\nBut birds and flowerets round us preach,\\nAll, all the present evil teach\\nSufficient for the present day.\\n5 Lord, make these faithless hearts of ours\\nThy lessons learn from birds and flowers;\\nMake them from self to cease,\\nFather! we trust; and we lie still;\\nLeave all things to Thy Holy will,\\nAnd so at last find perfect peace.\\nJoseph Anstice, 1836.\\n8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 The King of love my Shepherd is,\\nWhose goodness faileth never;\\n1 nothing lack if I am His\\nAnd He is mine for ever.\\n2 Where streams of living water flow\\nMy ransomed soul He leadeth,\\nAnd, where the verdant pastures grow,\\nWith food celestial feedeth.\\n481", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0493.jp2"}, "494": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,\\nBut yet in love He sought me,\\nAnd on His shoulder gently laid,\\nAnd home, rejoicing, brought me.\\n4 In death s dark vale I fear no ill\\nWith Thee, dear Lord, beside me;\\nThy rod and staff my comfort still,\\nThy cross before to guide me.\\n5 Thou spread st a table in my sight;\\nThy unction grace bestoweth;\\nAnd what transport of delight\\nFrom Thy pure chalice floweth.\\n6 And so through all the length of days\\nThy goodness faileth never:\\nGood Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise\\nWithin Thy house for ever.\\nRev. Sir. Henry W. Baker, Bart, 1868.\\n586 C. M.\\n1 I m not ashamed to own my Lord,\\nOr to defend His cause,\\nMaintain the honor of His word,\\nThe glory of His cross.\\n2 Jesus, my God! I know His Name;\\nHis Name is all my trust:\\nNor will He put my soul to shame,\\nNor let my hope be lost\\n3 Firm as His throne His promise stands,\\nAnd He can well secure,\\nWhat I ve committed to His hands,\\nTill the decisive hour.\\n482", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0494.jp2"}, "495": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n4 Then will He own my worthless name\\nBefore His Father s face,\\nAnd in the New Jerusalem\\nAppoint my soul a place.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\nS T C. M.\\n1 O Thou who driest the mourner s tear,\\nHow dark this world would be,\\nIf, when deceived and wounded here,\\nWe could not fly to Thee.\\n2 The friends who in our sunshine live,\\nWhen winter comes, are flown;\\nAnd he who has but tears to give,\\nMust weep those tears alone.\\n3 But Christ can heal the broken heart,\\nWhich, like the plants that throw\\nTheir fragrance from the wounded part,\\nBreathes sweetness out of woe.\\n4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers,\\nAnd e en the hope that threw\\nA moment s sparkle o er our tears\\nIs dimmed and vanished too.\\n5 O, who could bear life s stormy doom,\\nDid not His wing of love\\nCome, brightly wafting through the gloom,\\nOur peace-branch from above?\\n6 Then sorrow, touched by Him, grows bright,\\nWith more than rapture s ray;\\nAs darkness shows us worlds of light,\\nWe never saw by day.\\nThomas Moore, 1816.\\n483", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0495.jp2"}, "496": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nS^^ C. M.\\n1 One prayer I have all prayers in one\\nWhen I am wholly Thine;\\nThy will, my God, Thy will be done,\\nAnd let that will be mine.\\n2 All-wise, Almighty, and All-good,\\nIn Thee I firmly trust:\\nThy ways, unknown or understood,\\nAre merciful and just.\\n3 May I remember that to Thee\\nWhate er I have I owe;\\nAnd back, in gratitude, for me\\nMay all Thy bounties flow.\\n4 And though Thy wisdom takes away,\\nShall I arraign Thy will?\\nNo, let me bless Thy Name and say,\\nThe Lord is gracious still.\\n5 A pilgrim through the earth I roam,\\nOf nothing long possess d,\\nAnd all must fail when I go home,\\nFor this is not my rest.\\nJames Montgomery, 1822.\\n8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Call Jehovah thy salvation,\\nRest beneath th Almighty s shade;\\nIn His secret habitation\\nDwell, and never be dismayed.\\n2 There no tumult can alarm thee,\\nThou shalt dread no hidden snare;\\nGuile nor violence can harm thee,\\nIn eternal safeguard there.\\n484", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0496.jp2"}, "497": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n3 From the sword at noonday wasting,\\nFrom the noisome pestilence,\\nIn the depth of midnight blasting,\\nGod shall be thy sure Defence:\\n4 He shall charge His angel legions\\nWatch and ward o er thee to keep;\\nThough thou walk through hostile regions,\\nThough in desert wilds thou sleep.\\n5 Since, with pure and firm affection\\nThou on God hast set Thy love,\\nWith the wings of His protection\\nHe will shield thee from above.\\n6 Thou shalt call on Him in trouble,\\nHe will hearken, He will save;\\nHere for grief reward thee double,\\nCrown with life beyond the grave.\\nJames Montgomery, 1822.\\n590 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Cast thy burden on the Lord,\\nOnly lean upon His word;\\nThou wilt soon have cause to bless\\nHis eternal faithfulness.\\n2 He sustains thee by His hand,\\nHe enables thee to stand;\\nThose whom Jesus once hath loved\\nFrom His grace are never moved.\\n3 Human counsels come to naught;\\nThat shall stand which God hath wrought;\\nHis compassion, love, and power\\nAre the same for evermore.\\n4 Heaven and earth may pass away,\\nGod s free grace shall not decay;\\nHe hath promised to fulfill\\nAll the pleasure of His will.\\n485", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0497.jp2"}, "498": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 Jesus, Guardian of Thy flock,\\nBe Thyself our constant Rock;\\nMake us, by Thy powerful hand,\\nStrong as Zion s mountains stand.\\nAnon, in Rowland Hill s Ps. and Hy., 1783.\\n7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 Sometimes a light surprises\\nThe Christian while he sings;\\nIt is the Lord, who rises\\nWith healing in His wings.\\n2 When comforts are declining,\\nHe grants the soul again\\nA season of clear shining,\\nTo cheer it after rain.\\n3 In holy contemplation\\nWe sweetly then pursue\\nThe theme of God s salvation,\\nAnd find it ever new;\\n4 Set free from present sorrow,\\nWe cheerfully can say,\\nLet the unknown to-morrow\\nBring with it what it may.\\n5 It can bring with it nothing\\nBut He will bear us through;\\nWho gives the lilies clothing\\nWill chothe His people too:\\n6 Beneath the spreading heavens\\nNo creature but is fed;\\nAnd He who feeds the ravens\\nWill give His children bread.\\n7 Though vine nor fig-tree neither\\nTheir wonted fruit shall bear,\\nThough all the field shall wither,\\nNor flocks nor herds be there;\\n486", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0498.jp2"}, "499": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n8 Yet God the same abiding,\\nHis praise shall tune my voice,\\nFor, while in Him confiding,\\nI cannot but rejoice.\\nWilliam Cowper, 1799.\\nSOS S. M.\\n1 The Lord my Shepherd is,\\nI shall be well supplied:\\nSince He is mine and I am His,\\nWhat can I want beside?\\n2 He leads me to the place\\nWhere heavenly pasture grows,\\nWhere living waters gently pass,\\nAnd full salvation flows.\\n3 If e er I go astray,\\nHe doth my soul reclaim;\\nAnd guides me in His own right way,\\nFor His most holy Name.\\n4 While He affords His aid\\nI cannot yield to fear;\\nThough I should walk through death s dark\\nMy Shepherd s with me there. [shade,\\n5 In spite of all my foes\\nThou dost my table spread;\\nMy cup with blessings overflows,\\nAnd joy exalts my head.\\n6 The bounties of Thy love\\nShall crown my following days;\\nNor from Thy house will I remove,\\nNor cease to speak Thy praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n487", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0499.jp2"}, "500": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n593 S. M.\\n1 How gentle God s commands,\\nHow kind His precepts are!\\nCome, cast your burdens on the Lord,\\nAnd trust His constant care.\\n2 While Providence supports,\\nLet saints securely dwell;\\nThat hand, which bears all nature up,\\nShall guide His children well.\\n3 Why should this anxious load\\nPress down your weary mind?\\nHaste to your heavenly Father s throne,\\nAnd sweet refreshment find.\\n4 His goodness stands approved,\\nDown to the present day;\\nI ll drop my burden at His feet\\nAnd bear a song away.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, publ. 1755.\\n594 11. 10. 11. 6.\\n1 Still will we trust, though earth seem dark\\nand dreary,\\nAnd the heart faint beneath His chastening\\nrod,\\nThough rough and steep our pathway, worn\\nand weary,\\nStill will we trust in God.\\n2 Our eyes see dimly till by faith anointed,\\nAnd our blind choosing brings us grief and\\npain;\\nThrough Him alone who hath our way ap-\\npointed,\\nWe find our peace again.\\n488", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0500.jp2"}, "501": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n3 Choose for us, God, nor let our weak prefer-\\nring\\nCheat our poor souls of good Thou hast de-\\nsigned:\\nChoose for us, God; Thy wisdom is unerring,\\nAnd we are fools and blind.\\n4 Let us press on, in patient self-denial,\\nAccept the hardship, shrink not from the\\nloss;\\nOur portion lies beyond the hour of trial,\\nOur crown beyond the cross.\\nWilliam Henry Burleigh, 1868.\\nS S S. M. D.\\n1 Commit thou all thy griefs\\nAnd ways into His hands,\\nTo His sure trust and tender care\\nWho earth and heav n commands;\\nWho points the clouds their course,\\nWhom winds and seas obey:\\nHe shall direct thy wand ring feet,\\nHe shall prepare thy way.\\n2 Thou on the Lord rely,\\nSo, safe, shalt thou go on;\\nFix on His work thy steadfast eye,\\nSo shall thy work be done.\\nNo profit canst thou gain\\nBy self-consuming care;\\nTo Him commend thy cause, His ear\\nAttends the softest prayer.\\n3 Thy everlasting Truth,\\nFather, Thy ceaseless Love,\\nSees all Thy children s wants and knows\\nWhat best for each will prove.\\n489", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0501.jp2"}, "502": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nAnd whatsoe er Thou will st,\\nThou dost, King of kings!\\nWhat Thy unerring wisdom chose,\\nThy Power to being brings.\\n4 Thou everywhere hast sway,\\nAnd all things serve Thy might;\\nThy every act pure blessing is,\\nThy path unsullied light,\\nWhen Thou arisest, Lord,\\nWhat shall Thy work withstand?\\nWhen all Thy children want Thou giv st,\\nWho, who shall stay Thy hand?\\n5 Give to the winds Thy fears;\\nHope, and be undismayed;\\nGod hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,\\nGod shall lift up thy head;\\nThrough waves and clouds and storms,\\nHe gently clears thy way;\\nWait thou His time, so shall this night\\nSoon end in joyous day.\\n6 Still heavy is thy heart?\\nStill sink thy spirits down?\\nCast off the weight, let fear depart,\\nAnd every care be gone.\\nWhat though thou rulest not:\\nYet heaven, and earth, and hell,\\nProclaim, God sitteth on the throne,\\nAn ruleth ail things well.\\n7 Leave to His sovereign sway\\nTo choose and to command:\\nSo shalt thou, wondering, own His way,\\nHow wise, how strong His hand!\\nFar, far above thy thought\\nHis counsel shall appear,\\nWhen fully He the work hath wrought\\nThat caused thy needless fear.\\n490", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0502.jp2"}, "503": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n8 Thou seest our weakness, Lord,\\nOur hearts are known to Thee:\\nlift Thou up the sinking hand,\\nConfirm the feeble knee!\\nLet us in life, in death,\\nThy steadfast Truth declare,\\nAnd publish with our latest breath\\nThy Love and guardian care!\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1656.\\nTr. John Wesley, 1739.\\n596 S. M.\\n1 Here I can firmly rest;\\n1 dare to boast of this,\\nThat God the highest and the best,\\nMy Friend and Father is.\\n2 From dangerous snares He saves:\\nWhere er He bids me go\\nHe checks the storms and calms the waves,\\nThat naught can work me woe.\\n3 At cost of all I have,\\nAt cost of life and limb,\\nI cling to God, who yet shall save:\\nI will not turn from Him.\\n4 The world may fail and flee;\\nThou, God, my Father art!\\nNot fire, nor sword, nor plague, from Thee\\nMy trusting soul shall part.\\n5 No joys that angels know,\\nNo throne or widespread fame,\\nNo love or loss, no fear or woe,\\nNo grief of heart or shame\\n6 Man cannot aught conceive,\\nOf pleasure or of harm,\\nThat e er shall tempt my soul to leave\\nHer refuge in Thine arm.\\n491", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0503.jp2"}, "504": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE,\\n7 My heart for gladness springs,\\nIt cannot more be sad,\\nFor very joy it laughs and sings,\\nSees naught but sunshine glad.\\n8 The Sun that glads mine eyes\\nIs Christ the Lord I love:\\nI sing for joy of that which lies\\nStored up for us above.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1656.\\nTr. Catherine Wikworth, 1855.\\n597 L. M.\\n1 Thy will be done, I will not fear\\nThy fate provided by Thy love;\\nThough clouds and darkness shroud me here,\\nI know that all is bright above.\\n2 The stars of heaven are shining on,\\nThough these frail eyes are dimmed with\\nThe hopes of earth indeed are gone, [tears,\\nBut are not ours the immortal years?\\n3 Father! forgive the heart that clings,\\nThus trembling, to the things of time;\\nAnd bid my soul, on angel wings,\\nAscend into a purer clime.\\n4 There shall no doubts disturb its trust,\\nNo sorrows dim celestial love;\\nBut these afflictions of the dust,\\nLike shadows of the night, remove.\\n5 E en now, above, there s radiant day,\\nWhile clouds and darkness brood below;\\nThen, Father, joyful on my way\\nTo drink the bitter cup I go.\\nJ. Roscoe, 1830.\\n492", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0504.jp2"}, "505": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n598 10. 4. 10. 4. 10. 10.\\n1 Light of the world! whose kind and gentle\\n1 care\\nIs joy and rest;\\nWhose counsels and commands so gracious\\nare,\\nWisest and best,\\nShine on my path, dear Lord, and guard the\\nway,\\nLest my poor heart, forgetting, go astray.\\n2 Lord of my life! my soul s most pure desire,\\nIs hope and peace;\\nLet not the faith Thy loving words inspire\\nPalter, or cease;\\nBut be to me, true Friend, my chief delight.\\nAnd safely guide, that every step be bright.\\n3 My blessed Lord! what bliss to feel Thee near,\\nFaithful and true;\\nTo trust in Thee, wihout a doubt or fear,\\nThy will to do;\\nAnd all the while to know that Thou, our\\nFriend,\\nArt blessing us, and wilt bless to the end.\\n4 And then, 0, then! when sorrow s night is\\no er,\\nLife s daylight come,\\nAnd we are safe within heaven s golden door,\\nAt home! at home!\\nHow full of glad rejoicing will we raise,\\nSaviour, to Thee our everlasting praise.\\nHenry Bateman 1875.\\n493", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0505.jp2"}, "506": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n599 10. 4. 10. 4. 10. 10.\\n1 Lead, kindly Light, amid th encircling gloom,\\nLead Thou me on;\\nThe night is dark, and I am far from home;\\nLead Thou me on:\\nKeep Thou my feet! I do not ask to see\\nThe distant scene, one step enough for me.\\n2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou\\nShouldst lead me on;\\nI loved to choose and see my path; but now\\nLead Thou me on,\\nI loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,\\nPride ruled my will: remember not past years.\\n3 So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still\\nWill lead me on\\nO er moor and fen, o er crag and torrent, till\\nThe night is gone;\\nAnd with the morn those angel-faces smile,\\nWhich I have loved long since, and lost\\nawhile.\\nCardinal John H. Newman, 1833.\\n\u00c2\u00a9OO 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us\\nO er the world s tempestuous sea;\\nGuard us, guide us, keep us, feed us,\\nFor we have no help but Thee;\\nYet possessing ev ry blessing,\\nIf our God our Father be.\\n2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o er us;\\nAll our weakness Thou dost know;\\nThou didst tread this earth before us,\\nThou didst feel its keenest woe;\\nLone and dreary, faint and weary,\\nThrough the desert Thou didst go.\\n494", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0506.jp2"}, "507": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n3 Spirit of our God, descending,\\nFill our hearts with heavenly joy;\\nLove with every passion blending,\\nPleasure that can never cloy;\\nThus provided, pardoned, guided,\\nNothing can our peace destroy.\\nJames Edmeston, 1820.\\n601 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 When our heads are bowed with woe,\\nWhen our bitter tears o erflow,\\nWhen we mourn the lost, the dear,\\nJesus, Son of David hear!\\n2 Thou our feeble flesh hast worn;\\nThou our mortal griefs hast borne;\\nThou hast shed the human tear:\\nJesus, Son of David, hear!\\n3 Thou hast bowed the dying head;\\nThou the blood of life hast shed;\\nThou hast filled a mortal bier:\\nJesus, Son of David, hear!\\n4 When the heart is sad within,\\nWith the thought of all its sin;\\nWhen the spirit shrinks with fear,\\nJesus, Son of David, hear!\\n5 Thou the shame, the grief, hast known;\\nThough the sins were not Thine own,\\nThou hast deigned their load to bear:\\nJesus, Son of David, hear!\\n6 When our eyes grow dim in death;\\nWhen we heave the parting breath;\\nWhen our solemn doom is near,\\nJesus, Son of David, hear!\\nRev. Henry H. Milman, 1827, alt.\\n495", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0507.jp2"}, "508": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n60S 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 If God Himself be for me,\\nI may a host defy;\\nFor when I pray, before me\\nMy foes confounded fly.\\nIf Christ, the Head, befriend me,\\nIf God be my support,\\nThe mischief they intend me\\nShall quickly come to naught.\\n2 I build on this foundation,\\nThat Jesus and His blood\\nAlone are my salvation,\\nThe true eternal good:\\nWithout Him, all that pleases\\nIs valueless on earth:\\nThe gifts I owe to Jesus\\nAlone my love are worth.\\n3 His Holy Spirit dwelleth\\nWithin my willing heart,\\nTames it when it rebelleth,\\nAnd soothes the keenest smart.\\nHe crowns His work with blessing,\\nAnd helpeth me to cry\\nMy Father! without ceasing\\nTo Him who reigns on high.\\n4 To mine His Spirit speaketh\\nSweet words of soothing power,\\nHow God to him that seeketh\\nFor rest, hath rest in store\\nHow God Himself preparetli\\nMy heritage and lot,\\nAnd though my body weareth,\\nMy heaven shall fail me not.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1656.\\nTr. Richard Massie, 1856,\\n496", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0508.jp2"}, "509": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\n603 6. 6. 6. 6. D.\\n1 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!\\nmay Thy will be mine;\\nInto Thy hand of love\\n1 would my all resign.\\nThrough sorrow, or thro joy,\\nConduct me as Thine own;\\nAnd help me still to say,\\nMy Lord, Thy will be done.\\n2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!\\nIf needy here and poor,\\nGive me Thy people s bread,\\nTheir portion rich and sure.\\nThe manna of Thy word\\nLet my soul feed upon;\\nAnd if all else sould fail,\\nMy Lord, Thy will be done.\\n3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!\\nThough seen through many a tear,\\nLet not my star of hope\\nGrow dim or disappear,\\nSince Thou on earth hast wept\\nAnd sorrowed oft alone,\\nIf I must weep with Thee,\\nMy Lord, Thy will be done.\\n4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!\\nAll shall be well for me;\\nEach changing future scene\\nI gladly trust with Thee.\\nStraight to my home above\\nI travel calmly on,\\nAnd sing, in life or death,\\nMy Lord, Thy will be done.\\nBeDJamin Schmolck, c. 1704.\\nTr. Jane Borthwick, 1854.\\n497", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0509.jp2"}, "510": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n\u00c2\u00a9O^ 9. 8. 9. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 If thou but suffer God to guide thee,\\nAnd hope in Him thro all thy ways,\\nHe ll give thee strength whate er betide thee,\\nAnd bear thee thro the evil days:\\nWho trusts in God s unchanging love\\nBuilds on the rock that naught can move.\\n2 What can these anxious cares avail thee\\nThese never ceasing moans and sighs?\\nWhat can it help, if thou bewail thee\\nO er each dark moment as it flies?\\nOur cross and trials do but press\\nThe heavier for our bitterness.\\n3 Keep peace at heart, and wait His leisure\\nIn cheerful hope, and be content\\nTo take whate er thy Father s pleasure\\nAnd all-deserving love hath sent;\\nNor doubt our inmost wants are known\\nTo Him who chose us for His own.\\n4 God knows full well the hour when gladness\\nShall be the needful thing for thee.\\nWhen He has tried thy soul with sadness\\nAnd from all guile has found thee free,\\nHe comes to thee all unaware,\\nAnd makes thee own His loving care.\\n5 All are alike before the Highest;\\nTis easy to our God, we know,\\nTo raise thee up though low thou liest,\\nTo make the rich man poor and low;\\nTrue wonders still by Him are wrought\\nWho setteth up and brings to naught.\\n6 Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving,\\nSo do thine own part faithfully,\\nAnd trust His word, though undeserving,\\n498", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0510.jp2"}, "511": {"fulltext": "COMFORT, TRUST AND HOPE IN SUFFERING.\\nThou yet shalt find it true for thee;\\nGod never yet forsook at need\\nThe soul that trusted Him indeed.\\nGeorge Neumark, 1641.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1855, alt.\\n6O0 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Who puts his trust in God most just\\nHath built his house securely;\\nHe who relies on Jesus Christ,\\nHeav n shall be his most surely.\\nThen fixed on Thee my trust shall be,\\nWhose truth can never alter;\\nWhile mine Thou art, not death s worst smart\\nShall make my courage falter.\\n2 Though fiercest foes my course oppose,\\nA dauntless front I ll show them:\\nMy champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now,\\nWho soon shall overthrow them!\\nAnd if but Thee I have in me\\nWith Thy good gifts and Spirit,\\nNor death nor hell, I know full well,\\nShall hurt me, through Thy merit.\\n3 Thou art my kind consoling Friend,\\nAnd Thou alone canst give me\\nWhate er I plead, in time of need\\nFor this poor life; I trust Thee.\\nRepentance true, O grant anew,\\nAnd save me from all folly,\\nList to my cry, O Lord most High,\\nMy life make pure and holy.\\nJohann MiihlmanD 1573-1613.\\nTr. alt. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1898.\\n499", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0511.jp2"}, "512": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nThanksgiving and Praise.\\n606 4. 4. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Angels holy,\\nHigh and lowly,\\nSing the praises of the Lord!\\nEarth and sky, all living nature,\\nMan, the stamp of thy Creator,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n2 Sun and moon bright,\\nNight and moonlight,\\nStarry temples, azure-floored,\\nClouds and rain, and wild wind s madness,\\nSons of God, that shout for gladness,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n3 Ocean hoary\\nTell His glory,\\nCliffs where trembling seas have roared!\\nPulse of waters blithely beating,\\nWave advancing, wave retreating,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n4 Rock and highland,\\nWood and island,\\nCrag where eagle s pride hath soared,\\nMighty mountains purple-breasted,\\nPeaks cloud-cleaving, snowy-crested,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n5 Rolling river,\\nPraise Him ever,\\nFrom the mountain s deep vein poured,\\nSilver fountain clearly gushing,\\nTroubled torrent, wildly rushing,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n500", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0512.jp2"}, "513": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n6 Bond and free man,\\nLand and sea man,\\nEarth with peoples wisely stored,\\nWanderer lone o er prairies ample,\\nFull-voiced choir in costly temple,\\nPraise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!\\n7 Praise Him ever,\\nBounteous Giver;\\nPraise Him, Father, Friend, and Lord!\\nEach glad soul its free course winging,\\nEach glad voice its free song singing.\\nPraise the great and mighty Lord!\\nJohn Stuart Blackie, 1860.\\n607 8. 8. 6.\\n1 To Him who for our sins was slain,\\nTo Him for all His dying pain,\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n2 To Him, the Lamb, our sacrifice,\\nWho gave His life our ransom-price,\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n3 To Him who died, that we might die\\nTo sin, and live with Him on high,\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n4 To Him who rose, that we might rise\\nAnd reign with Him beyond the skies,\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n5 To Him who now for us doth plead,\\nAnd helpeth us in all our need,\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n6 To Him who doth prepare on high\\nOur home in immortality,\\nSiug we Hallelujah!\\n501", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0513.jp2"}, "514": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n7 To Him be glory evermore;\\nYe heavenly hosts, your Lord adore:\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\n8 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nOne God most great, our joy and boast.\\nSing we Hallelujah!\\nArthur Tozer Russell, 1851.\\n608 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 Saviour, blessed Saviour,\\nListen while we sing;\\nHearts and voices raising\\nPraises to our King:\\nAll we have we offer,\\nAll we hope to be,\\nBody, soul, and spirit,\\nAll we yield to Thee.\\n2 Nearer, ever nearer,\\nChrist, we draw to Thee,\\nDeep in adoration\\nBending low the knee:\\nThou for our redemption\\nCam st on earth to die;\\nThou, that we might follow,\\nHast gone up on high.\\n3 Great and ever greater\\nAre Thy mercies here;\\nTrue and everlasting\\nAre the glories there,\\nWhere no pain nor sorrow,\\nToil nor care is known,\\nWhere the angel-legions\\nCircle round Thy throne.\\n502", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0514.jp2"}, "515": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n4 Brighter still and brighter\\nGlows the western sun,\\nShedding all its gladness\\nO er our work that s done:\\nTime will soon be over,\\nToil and sorrow past,\\nMay we, blessed Saviour,\\nFind a rest at last.\\n5 Onward, ever onward,\\nJourneying o er the road\\nWorn by saints before us,\\nJourneying on to God;\\nLeaving all behind us,\\nMay we hasten on,\\nBackward never looking\\nTill the prize is won.\\n6 Higher, then, and higher,\\nBear the ransomed soul,\\nEarthly toils forgetting,\\nSaviour, to its goal;\\nWhere in joys unthought of\\nSaints with angels sing,\\nNever weary, raising\\nPraises to their King.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1862.\\n609 6. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 When morning gilds the skies,\\nMy heart awaking cries\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\nAlike at work and prayer\\nTo Jesus I repair;\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\n2 When sleep her balm denies,\\nMy silent spirit sighs\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\n503", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0515.jp2"}, "516": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nWhen evil thoughts molest,\\nWith this I shield my breast,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\n3 Does sadness fill my mind?\\nA solace here I find,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\nOr fades my earthly bliss?\\nMy comfort still is this,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\n4 In heaven s eternal bliss\\nThe loveliest strain is this,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\nThe powers of darkness fear,\\nWhen this sweet chant they hear,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\n5 Let earth s wide circle round\\nIn joyful notes resound,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\nLet air and sea and sky,\\nFrom depth to height, reply,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\n6 Be this, while life is mine,\\nMy canticle Divine,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised:\\nBe this the eternal song,\\nThrough all the ages on,\\nMay Jesus Christ be praised.\\nAnon. (German.)\\nTr. Rev. Edward Caswall, 1853, 1858.\\n610 9. 8. 9. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 O that I had a thousand voices\\nA mouth to speak with thousand tongues!\\nThen, with a heart His praise rejoices,\\n504", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0516.jp2"}, "517": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\nWould I proclaim in grateful songs,\\nTo all wherever I should be,\\nWhat tis the Lord has done for me.\\n2 that my voice might high be sounding,\\nFar as the widely distant poles;\\nMy blood be quick with rapture bounding,\\nLong as its vital current rolls:\\nAnd every pulse thanksgiving raise,\\nAnd every breath, a hymn of praise!\\n3 Ye trees! your growth His seasons nourish,\\nNow wave and rustle to His praise!\\nYe flowerets fair! so soon to perish,\\nYour forms with beauty He arrays;\\nLet all your bloom now vocal be,\\nAnd join the song of praise with me!\\n4 And yet should universal nature\\nHear and obey my earnest call,\\nShould I have aid from every creature,\\nThe strength would still be far too small,\\nHis greater wonders to unfold,\\nWhich all around me I behold.\\n5 Dear Father, endless praise I render,\\nFor soul and body strangely joined:\\nI praise Thee, Guardian kind and tender,\\nFor all the noble joys I find\\nSo richly spread on every side,\\nAnd freely for my use supplied.\\n6 Who grants immortal hopes to bless me?\\nWho, but Thyself, O God of love?\\nWho guards my way lest fears oppress me?\\nTis Thou, Lord God of hosts above.\\nAnd when my sins Thy wrath provoke,\\nThy patience, Lord, forbears the stroke.\\n505", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0517.jp2"}, "518": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n7 Why not then, with a faith unbounded,\\nFor ever in His love confide?\\nWhy not, with earthly griefs surrounded,\\nRejoicing, still in hope abide;\\nUntil I reach that blissful home\\nWhere doubts and sorrows never come?\\n8 For all Thy goodness I ll extol Thee,\\nWhile yet my tongue has strength to move;\\nFirst object of my love enroll Thee,\\nUntil my heart forget to love.\\nWhen feeble lips no voice can raise,\\nMy dying sighs shall murmur praise.\\n9 Accept, O Lord, I now implore Thee,\\nThe meager praise I give below:\\nIn heaven I better will adore Thee,\\nWhen I an angel s strength shall know\\nThere would I lead the sacred choir,\\nAnd raise their hallelujah higher!\\nJohann Mentzer, 1658-1734, Tr.\\n611 L. M. D.\\n1 Sing to the Lord a joyful song,\\nLift up your hearts, your voices raise;\\nTo us His gracious gifts belong,\\nTo Him our songs of love and praise.\\nFor He is Lord of heav n and earth,\\nWhom angels serve, and saints adore,\\nThe Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nTo whom be praise for evermore.\\n2 For life and love, for rest and food,\\nFor daily help and nightly care,\\nSing to the Lord, for He is good,\\nAnd praise His Name, for it is fair.\\n506", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0518.jp2"}, "519": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\nFor He is Lord of heaven and earth,\\nWhom angels serve, and saints adore,\\nThe Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nTo whom be praise for evermore.\\nS For strength to those who on Him wait,\\nHis truth to prove, His will to do,\\nPraise ye our God, for He is great;\\nTrust in His Name, for it is true.\\nFor He is Lord of heaven and earth,\\nWhom angels serve, and saints adore,\\nThe Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nTo whom be praise for evermore.\\n4 For life below, with all its bliss,\\nAnd for that life, more pure and high,\\nThat inner life which over this\\nShall ever shine, and never die,\\nSing to the Lord of heaven and earth,\\nWhom angels serve, and saints adore,\\nThe Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nTo whom be praise for evermore.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1862.\\n612 S. M.\\n1 Awake, and sing the song\\nOf Moses and the Lamb;\\nWake ev ry heart, and ev ry tongue,\\nTo praise the Saviour s Name.\\n2 Sing, till we feel our heart\\nAscending with our tongue;\\nSing, till the love of sin depart;\\nAnd grace inspire our song.\\n3 Sing, on your heavenly way,\\nYe ransomed sinners, sing;\\nSing on, rejoicing every day\\nIn Christ, the heavenly King.\\n507", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0519.jp2"}, "520": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 Soon shall we hear Him say,\\nYe blessed children, come!\\nSoon will He call us hence away\\nTo our eternal home.\\n5 There shall our raptured tongue\\nHis endless praise proclaim,\\nAnd sweeter voices tune the song\\nOf Moses and the Lamb.\\nRev. William Hammond 1745.\\n613 S. M.\\n1 With joy we lift our eyes\\nTo those bright realms above,\\nThat glorious temple in the skies,\\nWhere dwells eternal Love.\\n2 Before Thy throne we bow,\\nO Thou almighty King;\\nHere we present the solemn vow,\\nAnd hymns of praise we sing.\\n3 While in Thy house we kneel,\\nWith trust and holy fear,\\nThy mercy and Thy truth reveal,\\nAnd lend a gracious ear.\\n4 Lord, teach our hearts to pray,\\nAnd tune our lips to sing;\\nNor from Thy presence cast away\\nThe sacrifice we bring.\\nRev. Thomas Jervis, 1795.\\n614 C. M.\\n(Or to Coronation.)\\n1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs\\nWith angels round the throne;\\nTen thousand thousand are their tongues,\\nBut all their joys are one.\\n508", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0520.jp2"}, "521": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry,\\nTo be exalted thus:\\nWorthy the Lamb, our lips reply,\\nFor He was slain for us.\\n3 Jesus is worthy to receive\\nHonor and power Divine;\\nAnd blessings, more than we can give,\\nBe, Lord, for ever Thine.\\n4 Let all that dwell above the sky,\\nAnd air, and earth, and seas,\\nConspire to lift Thy glories high,\\nAnd speak Thine endless praise.\\n5 The whole creation join in one,\\nTo bless the sacred Name\\nOf Him that sits upon the throne,\\nAnd to adore the Lamb.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707.\\n615 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 For the beauty of the earth,\\nFor the beauty of the skies,\\nFor the love which from our birth\\nOver and around us lies,\\nChrist our God, to Thee we raise\\nThis our hymn of grateful praise.\\n2 For the wonder of each hour\\nOf the day and of the night,\\nHill and vale, and tree and flower,\\nSun and moon, and stars of light,\\nChrist our God, to Thee we raise,\\nThis our hymn of grateful praise.\\n3 For the joy of human love,\\nBrother, sister, parent, child,\\nFriends on earth, and friends above,\\n509", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0521.jp2"}, "522": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nFor all gentle thoughts and mild:\\nChrist our God, to Thee we raise\\nThis our hymn of grateful praise.\\n4 For Thy Church, that evermore\\nLifteth holy hands above,\\nOffering up on every shore\\nHer pure sacrifice of love:\\nChrist our God, to Thee we raise\\nThis our hymn of grateful praise.\\n5 For Thyself, best Gift Divine!\\nTo our race so freely given,\\nFor that great, great love of Thine,\\nPeace on earth and joy in heaven;\\nChrist our God, to Thee we raise\\nThis our hymn of grateful praise.\\nFolliott S. Pierpoint, 1864.\\n616 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Lord God, we worship Thee!\\nIn loud and happy chorus,\\nWe praise Thy love ana power,\\nWhose goodness reigneth o er us.\\nTo heaven our song shall soar,\\nFor ever shall it be\\nResounding o er and o er,\\nLord God, we worship Thee!\\n2 Lord God, we worship Thee!\\nFor Thou our land defendest;\\nThou pourest down Thy grace,\\nAnd strife and war Thou endest.\\nSince golden peace, O Lord,\\nThou grantest us to see,\\nOur land, with one accord!\\nLord God, gives thanks to Thee!\\n510", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0522.jp2"}, "523": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n3 Lord God, we worship Thee!\\nThou didst indeed chastise us,\\nYet still Thy anger spares,\\nAnd still Thy mercy tries us:\\nOnce more our Father s hand\\nDoth bid our sorrows flee,\\nAnd peace rejoice our land:\\nLord God, we worship Thee!\\n4 Lord God, we worship Thee!\\nAnd pray Thee, who hast blest us,\\nThat we may live in peace,\\nAnd none henceforth molest us:\\nO crown us with Thy Love;\\nFulfill our cry to Thee:\\nO Father, grant our prayer:\\nLord God, we worship Thee!\\nJohann Frank, 1658.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1862.\\n617 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Now thank we all our God,\\nWith heart, and hands, and voices,\\nWho wondrous things hath done,\\nIn whom His world rejoices;\\nWho from our mother s arms\\nHath blessed us on our way\\nWith countless gifts of love,\\nAnd still is ours to-day\\n2 may this bounteous God\\nThrough all our life be near us,\\nWith ever joyful hearts\\nAnd blessed peace to cheer us;\\nTo keep us in His grace,\\nAnd guide us when perplexed,\\nAnd free us from all ills\\nIn this, world and the next.\\n511", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0523.jp2"}, "524": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 All praise and thanks to God,\\nThe Father, now be given,\\nThe Son, and Him who reigns\\nWith them in highest heaven,\\nThe One Eternal God,\\nWhom earth and heaven adore;\\nFor thus it was, is now,\\nAnd shall be evermore.\\nMartin Rinkart. 1586-1649.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1858.\\n\u00c2\u00a918 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Now begin the heavenly theme,\\nSing aloud in Jesus Name;\\nYe, who His salvation prove\\nTriumph in redeeming love.\\n2 Ye, who see the Father s grace\\nBeaming in the Saviour s face,\\nAs to Cannaan on ye move,\\nPraise and bless redeeming love.\\n3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears;\\nBanish all your guilty fears;\\nSee your guilt and curse remove,\\nCancelled by redeeming love.\\n4 Ye, alas! who long have been\\nWilling slaves to death and sin,\\nNow from bliss no longer rove,\\nStop and taste redeeming love.\\n5 Welcome all by sin opprest,\\nWelcome to His sacred rest;\\nNothing brought Him from above,\\nNothing but redeeming love.\\n6 When His Spirit leads us home,\\nWhen we to His glory come,\\nWe shall all the fullness prove\\nOf our Lord s redeeming love.\\n512", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0524.jp2"}, "525": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n7 Hither then your music bring,\\nStrike aloud each cheerful string;\\nMortals join the host above,\\nJoin to praise redeeming love.\\nRev. Martin Madam, 1763.\\n619 7. 7. 7. 7\\n1 Glory be to God on high,\\nGod, whose glory fills the sky;\\nPeace on earth to man forgiven,\\nMan, the well-beloved of heaven.\\n2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King!\\nThee we now presume to sing;\\nGlad Thine attributes confess,\\nGlorious all, and numberless.\\n3 Hail, be all Thy works adored!\\nHail, the everlasting Lord!\\nThee with thankful hearts we prove,-\\nGod of power, and God of love!\\n4 Christ our Lord in God we own,\\nChrist the Father s only Son;\\nLamb of God, for sinners slain,\\nSaviour of offending man.\\n5 Jesus! in Thy Name we pray,\\nTake, take our sins away!\\nPowerful Advocate with God!\\nJustify us by Thy blood.\\n6 Hear, for Thou, Christ, alone,\\nArt with Thy great Father one;\\nOne the Holy Ghost with Thee;\\nOne supreme eternal Three.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1750.\\n513", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0525.jp2"}, "526": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n620 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Let us with a gladsome mind\\nPraise the Lord, for He is kind:\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n2 He by wisdom did create\\nHeaven s expanse and all its state;\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n3 Did the solid earth ordain\\nRise above the watery plain;\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n4 He, with all-commanding might,\\nFilled the new-made world with light\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n5 He His chosen race did bless\\nIn the wasteful wilderness:\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n6 He hath, with a piteous eye,\\nLooked upon our misery:\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n7 All things living He doth feed,\\nHis full hand supplies their need:\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\n8 Let us therefore warble forth\\nHis high majesty and worth:\\nFor His mercies still endure,\\nEver faithful, ever sure.\\nJohn Milton, 1623.\\n514", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0526.jp2"}, "527": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n621 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Mighty God, while angels bless Thee,\\nMay a mortal lisp Thy Name?\\nLord of men, as well as angels,\\nThou art ev ry creature s theme.\\n2 Lord of every land and nation,\\nAncient of eternal days!\\nSounded through the wide creation\\nBe Thy just and lawful praise.\\n3 For the grandeur of Thy nature,\\nGrand beyond a seraph s thought;\\nFor created works of power.\\nWorks with skill and kindness wrought;\\n4 For Thy Providence, that governs\\nThrough Thine empire s wide domain,\\nWings an angel, guides a sparrow:\\nBlessed be Thy gentle reign.\\n5 But Thy rich, Thy free Redemption,\\nBright, though veiled in darkness long,\\nThought is poor, and poor expression:\\nWho can sing that wondrous song!\\n6 From the highest throne of glory\\nTo the cross of deepest woe!\\nAll to ransom guilty captives!\\nFlow, my praise, for ever flow.\\nRev. Robert Robinson, 1774.\\nOSS 7. 7.7. 7. D.\\n1 Songs of praise the angels sang,\\nHeav ns with hallelujahs rang,\\nWhen Jehovah s work begun,\\nWhen He spoke, and it was done.\\n515", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0527.jp2"}, "528": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nSongs of praise awoke the morn\\nWhen the Prince of Peace was born;\\nSongs of praise arose when He\\nCaptive led captivity.\\n2 Heaven and earth must pass away;\\nSongs of praise shall crown that day:\\nGod will make new heavens and earth;\\nSongs of praise shall hail their birth.\\nAnd can man alone be dumb,\\nTill that glorious kingdom come?\\nNo; the Church delights to raise\\nPsalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.\\n3 Saints below, with heart and voice,\\nStill in songs of praise rejoice,\\nLearning here, by faith and love,\\nSongs of praise to sing above.\\nBorne upon their latest breath,\\nSongs of praise shall conquer death;\\nThen amidst eternal joy,\\nSongs of praise their powers employ.\\nJames Montgomery 1819.\\nOST3 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 O render thanks unto the Lord,\\nAnd cease your praises never,\\nWhose countless benefits are poured\\nOn us His children ever.\\n2 His works bear witness to the might\\nWhich fails His chosen never;\\nAnd hymn His praises in the sight\\nOf men and angels ever.\\n3 By day the glorious sun ascends\\nHeaven s arch, and tarries never\\nAn emblem of the God who lends\\nHis light and love forever.\\n516", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0528.jp2"}, "529": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n4 By night the borrowed moonbeams shed\\nA grace which faileth never;\\nAnd tell ns of a Church, whose Head\\nEnlightens her forever.\\n5 And so each star however faint,\\nWhich shines and loiters never,\\nReminds us of some earnest saint\\nWhose life is bright forever.\\n6 So tending heavenward, Lord, may we\\nSoon meet Thee to part never,\\nAnd all Thy matchless beauty see,\\nAnd taste Thy love forever.\\n7 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nW T hose mercy changeth never,\\nFrom man and from the angel host\\nBe praise and glory ever.\\nRev. A. Eubule Evans 1865.\\n624 L. M.\\n1 Awake, my soul in joyful lays,\\nAnd sing Thy great Redeemer s praise;\\nHe justly claims a song from me:\\nHis loving-kindness, how free!\\n2 He saw me ruined in the fall,\\nYet loved me notwithstanding all,\\nAnd saved me from my lost estate,\\nHis loving-kindness is so great.\\n3 Through mighty hosts of cruel foes,\\nWhere earth and hell my way oppose,\\nHe safely leads my soul along,\\nHis loving-kindness is so strong.\\n4 Often I feel my sinful heart\\nProne from my Jesus to depart;\\nAnd though I oft have Him forgot,\\nHis loving-kindness changes not.\\n517", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0529.jp2"}, "530": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n5 So when I pass death s gloomy vale,\\nAnd life and mortal powers shall fail,\\nO may my last expiring breath\\nHis loving-kindness sing in death.\\n6 Then shall I mount, and soar away\\nTo the bright world of endless day;\\nThere shall I sing, with sweet surprise,\\nHis loving-kindness in the skies.\\nRev. Samuel Medley, 1782.\\nOSS 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Lord, with glowing heart I d praise Thee\\nFor the bliss Thy love bestows;\\nFor the pardoning grace that saves me,\\nAnd the peace that from it flows;\\nHelp, O God, my weak endeavor,\\nThis dull soul to rapture raise;\\nThou must light the flame, or never\\nCan my soul be warmed to praise.\\n2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,\\nWretched wanderer, far astray;\\nFound thee lost, and kindly brought thee\\nFrom the paths of death away;\\nPraise, with love s devoutest feeling,\\nHim who saw thy guilt-born fear,\\nAnd, the light of hope revealing,\\nBade the blood-stained cross appear.\\n3 Lord, this bosom s ardent feeling\\nVainly would my lips express:\\nLow before Thy footstool kneeling,\\nDeign Thy suppliant s prayer to bless;\\nLet Thy grace, my soul s chief treasure,\\nLove s pure flame within me raise;\\nAnd, since words can never measure,\\nLet my life show forth Thy praise.\\nFrancis S. Key, 1823.\\n518", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0530.jp2"}, "531": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n626 L. M.\\n1 God of my life, through all its days\\nMy grateful pow rs shall sound Thy praise,\\nThe song shall wake with opening light,\\nAnd warble to the silent night.\\n2 When anxious cares would break my rest,\\nAnd griefs would tear my throbbing breast,\\nThy tuneful praises, raised on high,\\nShall check the murmur and the sigh.\\n3 When death o er nature shall prevail,\\nAnd all its powers of language fail,\\nJoy through my swimming eyes shall break,\\nAnd mean the thanks I cannot speak.\\n4 But O, when that last conflict s o er,\\nAnd I am chained to flesh no more,\\nWith what glad accents shall I rise,\\nTo join the music of the skies!\\n5 The cheerful tribute will I give,\\nLong as a deathless soul can live,\\nA work so sweet, a theme so high,\\nDemands, and crowns eternity!\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1735.\\n627 L. M.\\n1 My God, my King, Thy various praise\\nShall fill the remnant of my days;\\nThy grace employ my humble tongue,\\nTill death and glory raise the song.\\n2 The wings of every hour shall bear\\nSome thankful tribute to Thine eye;\\nAnd every setting sun shall see\\nNew works of duty, done for Thee.\\n519", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0531.jp2"}, "532": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n3 Let distant times and nations raise\\nThe long succession of Thy praise;\\nAnd unborn ages make my song\\nThe joy and labor of their tongue.\\n4 But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds?\\nThy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;\\nVast and unsearchable Thy ways,\\nVast and immortal be Thy praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\n4328 L. M.\\n1 O render thanks to God above,\\nThe Fountain of eternal love;\\nWhose mercy firm through ages past\\nHath stood, and shall forever last.\\n2 Who can His mighty deeds express,\\nNot only vast, but numberless?\\nWhat mortal eloquence can raise\\nHis tribute of immortal praise?\\n3 Extend to me that favor, Lord!\\nThou to Thy chosen dost afford;\\nWhen Thou return st to set them free,\\nLet Thy salvation visit me.\\n4 O render thanks to God above,\\nThe Fountain of eternal love;\\nWhose mercy firm through ages past\\nHath stood, and shall for ever last.\\nNahum Tate and Nicholas Brady, 1698.\\n629 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Praise ye Jehovah! praise the Lord most\\nholy,\\nWho cheers the contrite, girds with\\nstrength the weak;\\n520", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0532.jp2"}, "533": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\nPraise Him who will with glory crown the\\nlowly,\\nAnd with salvation beautify the meek.\\n2 Praise ye the Lord, for all His loving kind-\\nness.\\nAnd all the tender mercy He hath shown;\\nPraise Him who pardons all our sin and\\nblindness,\\nAnd calls us sons, and takes us for His\\nown.\\n3 Praise ye Jehovah, Source of every blessing\\nBefore His gifts earth s richest boons are\\ndim;\\nResting in Him, His peace and joy possess-\\ning,\\nAll things are ours, for we have all in Him.\\n4 Praise ye the Father, God the Lord who\\ngave us,\\nWith full and perfect love, His only Son;\\nPraise ye the Son who died Himself to save\\nus;\\nPraise ye the Spirit, praise the Three in\\nOne.\\nM. Cockburn- Campbell, 1842.\\n630 8. 7.8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n1 Sing, my soul, to God who made thee,\\nRaise to heav n thy grateful voice,\\nAll His creatures, singing, bid thee\\nIn His goodness now rejoice.\\nPure and holy love unbounded\\nFills His tender heart and kind;\\nAll who truly serve Him^find\\nRest by God s strong arm surrounded.\\nHeav n and earth may not endure\\nBut God s love is ever sure.\\n521", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0533.jp2"}, "534": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 E en the Son He loved so dearly-\\nDied that we through Him might live,\\nWas e er love like His, who merely\\nLived His life in love to give?\\nHoly Spirit, teach and guide me,\\nFill my heart with loving faith;\\nFaith can break the power of death,\\nHell itself shall not deride me.\\nHeaven and earth may not endure,\\nBut God s love is ever sure.\\n3 E en in sleep His care surrounds me,\\nWith new strength and youth imbues;\\nHis unbounded grace confounds me,\\nEach new morn His love renews.\\nIn sore trials and temptations\\nHe, my Saviour, still is near,\\nBids me, Child, do thou not fear,\\nThou shalt yet see my salvation.\\nHeaven and earth may not endure,\\nBut God s love is ever sure.\\nAfter Paul Gerhardt, 1606-1676.\\nO. E. Wieland, 1898.\\n631 10. 8. 10. 8. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 Praise thou the Lord, O my soul, now praise\\nHim,\\nHis praise continue until death;\\nWhile I the pathways of earth am treading\\nGod shall be praised with ev ry breath.\\nMy soul and body He did give,\\nAnd waits my praise from morn till eve.\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\n2 Happy, yea ^appy are they forever\\nWhose help the God of Jacob is,\\nWho hath created the earth and heaven,\\nThe sea and all that therein is.\\n522", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0534.jp2"}, "535": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\nOur God s the Ruler of the world\\nTruth s banner He hath e er unfurled\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\n3 If there are any, who are oppressed\\nHe worketh justice in the tide;\\nFood for the hungry, forlorn, distressed\\nThe Lord in season doth provide;\\nThose bound in chains He maketh free,\\nHis loving-kindness they shall see,\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\n4 Eyes of the blind He doth open clearly,\\nExalteth those, that are bowed down;\\nWhen He doth find such that love Him\\ndearly,\\nThe heavenly Father s love is shown.\\nHe proves the strangers safe resort,\\nWidows and orphans best support,\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\n5 Praise, ye people, the Name most glorious\\nOf Him, who reigns almighty King:\\nAll should unite in one holy chorus\\nTo God the hymn of joy to bring.\\nO Zion, with the heavenly host,\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nHallelujah! Hallelujah!\\nJ. Dan. Herrc schmidt, 1675-1723.\\nTr. Rev. C. G. Haas, 1897.\\n632 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Blessing, and honor, and glory, and pow r,\\nWisdom, and riches, and strength, evermore,\\nGive ye to Him who our battle hath won,\\nWhose are the kingdom, the crown, and the\\nthrone.\\n523", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0535.jp2"}, "536": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n2 Dwelleth the light of the glory with Him,\\nLight of a glory that cannot grow dim,\\nLight in its silence and beauty and calm,\\nLight in its gladness and brightness and\\nbalm.\\n3 Past are the darkness, the storm, and the\\nwar;\\nCome is the radiance that sparkled afar;\\nBreaketh the gleam of the day without end;\\nRiseth the sun that shall never descend.\\n4 Ever ascendeth the song and the joy,\\nEver descendeth the love from on high,\\nBlessing, and honor, and glory, and praise,\\nThis is the theme of the hymns that we\\nraise.\\n5 Life of all life, and true Light of all light,\\nStar of the dawning, unchangingly bright,\\nSun of the Salem whose lamp is the Lamb\\nTheme of the ever-new, ever-glad psalm!\\n6 Give we the glory and praise to the Lamb,\\nTake we the robe and the harp and the\\npsalm,\\nSing we the song of the Lamb that was\\nslain,\\nDying in weakness, but rising to reign.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1867.\\n633 14. 14. 4. 7. 8.\\n1 Praise thou the Lord, the Almighty, who\\nreigneth in Glory!\\nO thou my soul, let His praise be thy song\\nand story.\\nJoin with the throng,\\nWake now the harp and the song!\\nLoud let His praises be sounding.\\n524", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0536.jp2"}, "537": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n2 Praise thou the Lord, who upholdeth all nat-\\nure in splendor,\\nBears thee on pinions of eagles, thy Help\\nand Defender\\nDoth thee maintain\\nAs thine own heart would ordain;\\nSoul, hast thou never perceived it?\\n3 Praise thou the Lord, who hath made thee\\nin wisdom abounding.\\nWho doth restore thee, with kindness thy\\npathway surrounding;\\nIn thy distress\\nHath not the God of all grace\\nSpread out His wings to preserve thee?\\n4 Praise thou the Lord, who hath blessed\\nthine own station and calling\\nWhile from the heavens His showers of\\nmercy are falling;\\nThink thou thereon,\\nWhat the Almighty hath done.\\nHow doth His mercy run toward thee!\\n5 Praise thou the Lord, yea, let all that within\\nme is praise Him,\\nAll that hath breath, all the faithful shall\\njoin to upraise Him.\\nHe is thy Day,\\nHe shall still shine on thy way;\\nNow with Amen end thy praising.\\nJoachim Neander, 1640-1680.\\nTr. James Taft Hatfield 1895.\\n634 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Come, Thou Fount of ev ry blessing,\\nTune my heart to sing Thy grace;\\nStreams of mercy never ceasing,\\nCall for songs of loudest praise:\\n525", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0537.jp2"}, "538": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\nTeach me some melodious sonnet,\\nSung by naming tongues above;\\nPraise the mount, I m fixed upon it,\\nMount of God s unchanging love.\\n2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,\\nHither by Thy help I m come;\\nAnd I hope, by Thy good pleasure,\\nSafely to arrive at home:\\nJesus sought me, when a stranger,\\nWandering from the fold of God;\\nHe, to rescue me from danger,\\nInterposed His precious blood.\\n3 O to grace how great a debtor,\\nDaily I m constrained to be;\\nLet that grace now, like a fetter,\\nBind my wandering heart to Thee:\\nProne to wander, Lord, I feel it,\\nProne to leave the God I love;\\nHere s my heart, take and seal it,\\nSeal it from Thy courts above.\\nRev. Robert Robinson, 1757.\\n635 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8\\n1 I ll praise my Maker with my breath,\\nAnd, when my voice is lost in death,\\nPraise shall employ my nobler pow rs:\\nMy days of praise shall ne er be past,\\nWhile life, and tho t, and being last,\\nOr immortality endures.\\n2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely\\nOn Israel s God: He made the sky,\\nAnd earth, and seas, with all their train;\\nHis truth forever stands secure;\\nHe saves th opprest, He feeds the poor,\\nAnd none shall find His promise vain.\\n526", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0538.jp2"}, "539": {"fulltext": "THANKSGIVING AND PRAISE.\\n3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;\\nThe Lord supports the sinking mind;\\nHe sends the laboring conscieDce peace;\\nHe helps the stranger in distress,\\nThe widow and the fatherless,\\nAnd grants the prisoner sweet release.\\n4 I ll praise Him while He lends me breath,\\nAnd, when my voice is lost in death,\\nPraise shall employ my nobler powers:\\nMy days of praise shall ne er be past,\\nWhile life, and thought, and being last,\\nOr immortality endures.\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1719.\\n636 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Sing praise to God who reigns above,\\nThe God of all creation,\\nThe God of pow r, the God of love,\\nThe God of our salvation,\\nWith healing balm my soul He fills,\\nAnd ev ry faithless murmur stills;\\nTo God all praise and glory!\\n2 The angel host, O King of kings,\\nThy praise for ever telling,\\nIn earth and sky all living things,\\nBeneath Thy shadow dwelling,\\nAdore the wisdom which could span,\\nAnd power which formed creation s plan;\\nTo God all praise and glory!\\n3 I cried to God in my distress,\\nHis mercy heard me calling;\\nMy Saviour saw my helplessness,\\nAnd kept my feet from falling;\\nFor this, Lord, praise and thanks to Thee!\\nPraise God Most High, praise God with me!\\nTo God all praise and glory!\\n527", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0539.jp2"}, "540": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.\\n4 Thus all my gladsome way along,\\nI ll sing aloud Thy praises,\\nThat men may hear the grateful song\\nMy voice unwearied raises:\\nBe joyful in the Lord, my heart!\\nBoth soul and body, bear your part!\\nTo God all praise and glory!\\nJohann Jacob Sctmetz, 1673.\\nTr. Frances Elizabeth Cox, 1864.\\n637 C. M.\\n1 O for a thousand tongues to sing\\nMy dear Redeemer s praise,\\nThe glories of my God and King,\\nThe triumphs of His grace!\\n2 Jesus the Name that charms our fears,\\nThat bids our sorrows cease;\\nTis music in a sinner s ears;\\nTis life, and health, and peace.\\n3 He breaks the power of cancelled sin,\\nAnd sets the prisoner free;\\nHis blood can make the foulest clean;\\nHis blood availed for me.\\n4 He speaks; and, listening to His voice,\\nNew life the dead receive;\\nThe mournful broken hearts rejoice;\\nThe humble poor believe.\\n5 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,\\nYour loosened tongues employ;\\nYe blind, behold your Saviour come;\\nAnd leap, ye lame, for joy!\\n6 My gracious Master and my God,\\nAssist me to proclaim\\nAnd spread through all the earth abroad\\nThe honors of Thy Name.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1740.\\n528", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0540.jp2"}, "541": {"fulltext": "VI. Miscellaneous and Special\\nOccasions.\\nOur Country and Government,\\n638 L. M.\\n1 Great God of nations, now to Thee\\nOur hymns of gratitude we raise;\\nWith humble heart, and bending knee,\\nWe offer Thee our song of praise.\\n2 Thy Name we bless almighty God,\\nFor all the kindness Thou hast shown\\nTo this fair land the pilgrims trod,\\nThis land we fondly call our own.\\n3 Here freedom spreads her banner wide,\\nAnd casts her soft and hallowed ray;\\nHere Thou our fathers steps didst guide\\nIn safety through their dangerous way.\\n4 We praise Thee that the gospel s light\\nThrough all our land its radiance sheds;\\nDispels the shades of error s night,\\nAnd heavenly blessings round us spreads.\\n5 Great God, preserve us in Thy fear;\\nIn danger still our Guardian be;\\nO, spread Thy truth s bright precepts here;\\nLet all the people worship Thee.\\nAnon.\\n639 L. M.\\n1 God, beneath Tny guiding hand,\\nOur exiled fathers crossed the sea;\\nAnd when they trod the wintry strand,\\nWith prayer and psalm they worshipped\\nThee.\\n529", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0541.jp2"}, "542": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\n2 Thou heard st, well pleased, the song, the\\nprayer\\nThy blessing came; and still its power\\nShall onward through all ages bear\\nThe memory of that holy hour.\\n3 What change! through pathless wilds no more\\nThe fierce and naked savage roams;\\nSweet praise, along the cultured shore,\\nBreaks from ten thousand happy homes.\\n4 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God\\nCame with those exiles o er the waves,\\nAnd where their pilgrim feet have trod,\\nThe God they trusted guards their graves.\\n5 And here Thy Name, O God of love,\\nTheir children s children shall adore,\\nTill these eternal hills remove,\\nAnd spring adorns the earth no more.\\nRev. Leonard Bacon, 1838.\\nO^O L.M.\\n1 When Israel, of the Lord beloved,\\nOut from the land of bondage came,\\nHer father s God before her moved,\\nAn awful Guide in smoke and flame.\\n2 By day, along th astonished lands,\\nThe cloudy pillar glided slow;\\nBy night, Arabia s crimsoned sands\\nReturned the fiery column s glow.\\n3 Thus present still, though now unseen,\\nWhen brighly shines the prosperous day,\\nBe thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen,\\nTo temper the deceitful ray!\\n530", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0542.jp2"}, "543": {"fulltext": "IN PEACE AND PROSPERITY.\\n4 And 0, when gathers on our path,\\nIn shade and storm, the frequent night\\nBe Thy long-suffering, slow to wrath,\\nA burning and a shining light.\\nSir Walter Scott, 1820.\\n641 C. M.\\n1 Lord! while for all mankind we pray,\\nOf ev ry clime and coast,\\nO hear us for our native land,\\nThe land we love the most.\\n2 Our Fathers sepulchres are here,\\nAnd here our kindred dwell;\\nOur children, too: how should we love\\nAnother land so well?\\n3 O guard our shores from every foe,\\nWith peace our borders bless;\\nWith prosperous times our cities crown,\\nOur fields with plenteousness.\\n4 Unite us in the sacred love\\nOf kowledge truth, and Thee;\\nAnd let our hills and valleys chant\\nThe songs of liberty.\\n5 Here may religion pure and mild,\\nSmile on our Sabbath hours;\\nAnd piety and virtue bless\\nThe home of us and ours.\\n6 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee\\nOur country we commend;\\nBe Thou her Refuge and her Trust,\\nHer everlasting Friend.\\nRev. John R. Wreford, 1837.\\n531", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0543.jp2"}, "544": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\n642 C. M.\\n1 O Lord, our fathers oft have told,\\nIn our attentive ears,\\nThy wonders in their days performed,\\nAnd elder times than theirs.\\n2 For, not their courage, not their sword,\\nTo them salvation gave;\\nNor strength that from unequal force\\nTheir fainting troops could save:\\n3 But Thy right hand and powerful arm,\\nWhose succor they implored;\\nThy presence with the chosen race,\\nWho Thy great Name adored.\\n4 As Thee, their God, our fathers owned,\\nThou art our sovereign King:\\nO, therefore, as Thou didst to them,\\nTo us deliverance bring!\\n5 To Thee the triumph we ascribe,\\nFrom whom the conquest came;\\nIn God we will rejoice all day,\\nAnd ever bless Thy Name.\\nNahum Tate and Nicholas Brady, 1696.\\n643 C. M. D. With Chorus.\\n1 O why shall we our Country love,\\nO why for her be strong,\\nExcept to lift the Right above\\nThe proud and wrathful Wrong?\\nFor this, O holy Lord of Hosts,\\nOur conquering Captain be,\\nAnd thrill a loyal nation s coasts,\\nWith sacred victory!\\n532", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0544.jp2"}, "545": {"fulltext": "IN PEACE AND PROSPERITY.\\nChorus.\\nAmerica! America!\\nGainst wrong thy might be hurled!\\nFor thee we lift our loud Huzza;\\nOur country for the world!\\n2 Our country for the world! we sing,\\nBut in no worldly way;\\nOur country to the Lord we bring,\\nAnd fervent for her pray:\\nGod make her true; God make her pure;\\nGod make her wise and good!\\nAnd through her may the Christ make sure\\nMan s world-wide Brotherhood! Cho.\\n3 broader than her wide domains\\nBe her designs divine;\\nAnd richer than her golden veins\\nHer charities benign;\\nFirmer than buttress d mountain-tower\\nHer fixed faith in Thee;\\nHer triumphs nobler through Thy power\\nThan gain on land or sea. Cho.\\n4 Great God! our country for the world,\\nAnd all the world for Thee!\\nChrist s banners o er all lands unfurled\\nIn high exultancy!\\nO Day divine, speed on, speed on!\\nSpeed truth and peace and love;\\nTill all below for Him be won,\\nWho reigns o er realms above! Cho.\\nRev. Denis Wortman, 1898.\\nO^^ 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 My country, tis of thee,\\nSweet land of liberty,\\nOf thee I sing,\\n533", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0545.jp2"}, "546": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\nLand where my fathers died,\\nLand of the pilgrim s pride,\\nFrom ev ry mountain side\\nLet freedom ring.\\n2 My native country, thee,\\nLand of the noble, free,\\nThy name I love;\\nI love thy rocks and rills,\\nThy woods and templed hills,\\nMy heart with rapture thrills\\nLike that above.\\n3 Let music swell the breeze,\\nAnd ring from all the trees\\nSweet freedom s song:\\nLet mortal tongues awake,\\nLet all that breathe partake,\\nLet rocks their silence break,\\nThe sound prolong.\\n4 Our fathers God, to Thee,\\nAuthor of liberty,\\nTo Thee we sing:\\nLong may our land be bright\\nWith freedom s holy light;\\nProtect us by Thy might,\\nGreat God, our King.\\nRev. Samuel F. Smith 1832.\\n645 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 God bless our native land!\\nFirm may she ever stand,\\nThrough storm and night;\\nWhen the wild tempests rave,\\nRuler of wind and wave,\\nDo Thou our country save\\nBy Thy great might!\\n534", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0546.jp2"}, "547": {"fulltext": "IN WAR AND NATIONAL TROUBLE.\\n2 For her our prayer shall rise\\nTo God above the skies;\\nOn Him we wait:\\nThou who art ever nigh,\\nGuarding with watchful eye,\\nTo Thee aloud we cry,\\nGod save the state!\\nRev. Charles F. Brooks, 1835.\\nAlt. Rev. John S. Dwight, 1841.\\nIn War and National Trouble.\\n646 L. M.\\n1 O God of love, O King of peace,\\nMake wars throughout the world to cease;\\nThe wrath of sinful man restrain,\\nGive peace, God, give peace again!\\n2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old,\\nThe wonders that our fathers told;\\nRemember not our sin s dark stain,\\nGive peace, O God, give peace again!\\n3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord?\\nWhere rest but on Thy faithful word?\\nNone ever called on Thee in vain,\\nGive peace, O God, give peace again!\\n4 Where saints and angels dwell above,\\nAll hearts are knit in holy love;\\nO blind us in that heavenly chain!\\nGive peace, O God, give peace again!\\nRev. Sic Henry W. Baker, 1861.\\n535", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0547.jp2"}, "548": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\n^=T C. M. D.\\n1 Great King of nations hear our prayer,\\nWhile at Thy feet we fall,\\nAnd humbly with united cry\\nTo Thee for mercy call;\\nThe guilt is ours, but grace is Thine,\\nO turn us not away;\\nBut hear us from Thy lofty throne,\\nAnd help us when we pray.\\n2 Our father s sins were manifold,\\nAnd ours no less we own,\\nYet wondrously from age to age\\nThy goodness hath been shown;\\nWhen dangers, like a stormy sea,\\nBeset our country round,\\nTo Thee we looked, to Thee we cried,\\nAnd help in Thee was found.\\n3 With one consent we meekly bow\\nBeneath Thy chastening hand,\\nAnd, pouring forth confession meet,\\nMourn with our mourning land;\\nWith pitying eye behold our need,\\nAs thus we lift our prayer;\\nCorrect us with Thy judgments, Lord,\\nThen let Thy mercy spare.\\nRev. John H. Gurney, 1838,\\nG^\u00c2\u00bb 12. 10. 11. 9.\\n1 God the All-terrible! King, who ordainest\\nGreat winds Thy clarions, the lightnings\\nThy sword,\\nShow forth Thy pity on high where Thou\\nreignest;\\nGive to us peace in our time, Lord.\\n536", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0548.jp2"}, "549": {"fulltext": "IN WAR AND NATIONAL TROUBLE.\\n2 God the Omnipotent! Mighty Avenger,\\nWatching invisible, judging unheard,\\nSave us in mercy, O save us from danger;\\nGive to us peace in our time, O Lord.\\n3 God the All-merciful! Earth hath forsaken\\nThy ways of blessedness, slighted Thy word;\\nBid not Thy wrath in its terrors awaken;\\nGive to us peace in our time, Lord.\\n4 God the All-righteous One! Man hath defied\\nThee;\\nYet to eternity standeth Thy word,\\nFalsehood and wrong shall not tarry beside\\nThee;\\nuive to us peace in our time, O Lord.\\n5 God the All-wise! By the fire of Thy chast n-\\ning,\\nEarth shall to freedom and truth be re-\\nstored;\\nThrough the thick darkness Thy kingdom is\\nhastening;\\nThou wilt give peace in Thy time, O Lora.\\n6 So shall Thy children, in thankful devotion,\\nLaud Him who saved them from peril ab-\\nhorred;\\nSinging in chorus, from ocean to ocean,\\nPeace to the nations, and praise to the\\nLord.\\nHenry F. Chorley, 1842.\\nVerses 4,5, Rev. John Ellerton, 1870.\\n537", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0549.jp2"}, "550": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\n649 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 To Thee, our God, we fly\\nFor mercy and for grace;\\nO hear our lowly cry,\\nAnd hide not Thou Thy face.\\nO Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,\\nAnd guard and bless our fatherland.\\n2 Arise, O Lord of hosts;\\nBe jealous for Thy Name,\\nAnd drive from out our coasts\\nThe sins that put to shame.\\nO Lord, stretch forth, etc.\\n3 Thy best gifts from on high\\nIn rich abundance pour,\\nThat we may magnify\\nAnd praise Thee more and more.\\nO Lord, stretch forth, etc.\\n4 The powers ordained by Thee\\nWith heavenly wisdom bless;\\nMay they Thy servants be,\\nAnd rule in righteousness.\\nO Lord, stretch forth, etc.\\n5 The Church of Thy dear Son\\nInflame with love s pure fire,\\nBind her once more in one,\\nAnd life and truth inspire.\\nO Lord, stretch forth, etc.\\n6 Give peace, Lord, in our time;\\nO let no foe draw nigh\\nNor lawless deed of crime\\nInsult Thy Majesty.\\nO Lord, stretch forth, etc.\\nBishop William W. How, 1871.\\n538", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0550.jp2"}, "551": {"fulltext": "IN WAR AND NATIONAL TROUBLE.\\n650 L. M.\\n1 When in the hour of utmost need\\nWe know not where to look for aid;\\nWhen days and nights of anxious tho t\\nNor help nor counsel yet have brought:\\n1 Then thi\u00c2\u00bb our comfort is alone,\\nThat we may meet before Thy throne,\\nAnd cry, O faithful God, to Thee\\nFor rescue from our misery:\\n3 To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes,\\nRepenting sore with bitter sighs,\\nAnd seek Thy pardon for our sin,\\nAnd respite from our griefs within.\\n4 For Thou hast promised graciously\\nTo hear all those who cry to Thee,\\nThrough Him whose Name alone is great,\\nOur Saviour and our Advocate.\\n5 And thus we come, O God, to-day,\\nAnd all our woes before Thee lay;\\nFor tried, afflicted, lo! we stand,\\nPeril and foes on every hand.\\n6 Ah, hide not from our sins Thy face;\\nAbsolve us through Thy boundless grace;\\nBe with us in our anguish still,\\nFree us at last from every ill.\\n7 That so with all our hearts may we\\nOnce more with joy give thanks to Thee,\\nAnd walk obedient to Thy word,\\nAnd now and ever praise the Lord.\\nPaul Eber, 1560.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth 1858.\\n539", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0551.jp2"}, "552": {"fulltext": "OUR COUNTRY AND GOVERNMENT.\\n6ol L. M.\\n1 Lord of hosts, Almighty King,\\nBehold the sacrifice we bring:\\nTo ev ry arm Thy strength impart;\\nThy Spirit shed through ev ry heart.\\n2 Wake in our breasts the living fir\u00c2\u00abs,\\nThe holy faith that warmed our sires:\\nThy hand hath made our nation free;\\nTo die for her is serving Thee.\\n3 Be Thou a pillared flame to show\\nThe midnight snare, the silent foe;\\nAnd when the battle thunders loud,\\nStill guide us in its moving cloud.\\n4 God of all nations, Sovereign Lord,\\nIn Thy dread Name we draw the sword,\\nWe lift the starry flag on high\\nThat fills with light our stormy sky.\\n5 Prom treason s rent, from murder s stain,\\nGuard Thou its folds till peace shall reign,\\nTill fort and field, till shore and sea,\\nJoin our loud anthem, Praise to Thee.\\nOliver Wendell Holmes, 1861.\\nOSS L. M.\\n1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;\\nCrown Him, ye nations, in your song;\\nHis wondrous names and powers rehearse;\\nHis honors shall enrich your verse.\\n2 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms;\\nHow terrible is God in arms!\\nIn Israel are His mercies known,\\nIsrael is His peculiar throne.\\n540", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0552.jp2"}, "553": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\n3 Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him blest;\\nHe s your defense, your joy, your rest;\\nWhen terrors rise, and nations faint,\\nGod is the strength of every saint.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nThe Seasons.\\n6S3 L. M.\\n1 Eternal Source of ev ry joy,\\nWell may Thy praise our lips employ\\nWhile in Thy temple we appear,\\nWhose goodness crowns the circling year.\\n2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,\\nThy hand supports and guides the whole,\\nThe sun is taught by Thee to rise,\\nAnd darkness when to veil the skies.\\n3 The flowery spring, at Thy command,\\nEmbalms the air and paints the land;\\nThe summer rays with vigor shine,\\nTo raise the corn and cheer the vine.\\n4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours\\nThrough all our coasts redundant stores;\\nAnd winters, softened by Thy care,\\nNo more a face of horror wear.\\n5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,\\nDemand successive songs of praise;\\nStill be the cheerful homage paid,\\nWith morning light and evening shade.\\n6 0, may our more harmonious tongue\\nIn worlds unknown pursue the song;\\nAnd in those brighter courts adore,\\nWhere days and years revolve no more!\\nRev. Philip Doddridge 1755.\\n541", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0553.jp2"}, "554": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\nes^L L. M.\\n1 Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits;\\nPray r shall besiege Thy temple gates:\\nAll flesh shall to Thy throne repair,\\nAnd find, through Christ, salvation there.\\n2 How blest Thy saints! how safely led!\\nHow surely kept! how richly fed!\\nSaviour of all in earth and sea,\\nHow happy they who rest in Thee!\\n3 Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills,\\nThy voice the troubled ocean stills;\\nEvening and morning hymn Thy praise,\\nAnd earth Thy bounty wide displays.\\n4 The year is with Thy goodness crowned;\\nThy clouds drop wealth the world around;\\nThrough Thee the deserts laugh and sing,\\nAnd nature smiles and owns her King.\\n5 Lord, on our souls Thy Spirit pour;\\nThe mortal waste within restore;\\nlet Thy love our spring-tide be,\\nAnd make us all bear fruit to Thee.\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1834.\\nOSS 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n(Or to St. George s, Windsor.)\\n1 Christ, by heav nly hosts ador d,\\nGracious, mighty, sov reign Lord,\\nGod of nations, King of kings,\\nHead of all created things,\\nBy the Church with joy confess d,\\nGod o er all forever blest;\\nPleading at Thy throne we stand,\\nSave Thy people, bless our land.\\n542", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0554.jp2"}, "555": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\n2 On our field of grass and grain\\nSend, O Lord, the kindly rain;\\nO er our wide and goodly land\\nCrown the labors of each hand.\\nLet Thy kind protection be\\nO er our commerce on the sea:\\nOpen, Lord, Thy bounteous hand,\\nBless Thy people, bless our land.\\n3 Let our rulers ever be\\nMen that love and honor Thee;\\nLet the powers by Thee ordained\\nBe in righteousness maintained;\\nIn the people s hearts increase\\nLove of piety and peace;\\nThus united we shall stand\\nOne wide, free, and happy land.\\nRev. Henry Harbaugh, 1860.\\n656 7. 6. 7. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6.\\n1 When spring unlocks the flowers\\nTo paint the laughing soil.\\nWhen summer s balmy showers\\nRefresh the mower s toil;\\nWhen winter binds in frosty chains\\nThe fallow and the flood,\\nIn God the earth rejoiceth still,\\nAnd owns her Maker good.\\n2 The birds that wake the morning,\\nAnd these that love the shade;\\nThe winds that sweep the mountain,\\nOr lull the drowsy glade;\\nThe sun that from the amber bower\\nRejoiceth on his way;\\nThe moon and stars their Maker s Name\\nIn silent pomp display.\\n543", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0555.jp2"}, "556": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\n3 Shall man, the lord of nature,\\nExpectant of the sky,\\nShall man, alone unthankful\\nHis little praise deny?\\nNo, let the year forsake his course,\\nThe seasons cease to be,\\nThee, Father, must we always love,\\nCreator, honor Thee!\\n4 The flowers of spring may wither,\\nThe hope of summer fade;\\nThe autumn droop in winter,\\nThe birds forsake the shade;\\nThe winds be lulled, the sun and moon\\nForget their old decree;\\nBut we in nature s latest hour\\nO Lord, will cling to Thee!\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1827.\\n6S7 8. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 Great God, the heaven s well ordered frame\\nDeclares the glories of Thy Name,\\nThere Thy rich works of wonder shine:\\nA thousand starry beauties there,\\nA thousand radiant marks appear,\\nOf boundless pow r and skill Divine.\\n2 From night to day, from day to night,\\nThe dawning and the dying light.\\nLectures of heavenly wisdom read;\\nWith silent eloquence they rise\\nOur thoughts to our Creator s praise,\\nAnd neither sound nor language need.\\n3 Yet their divine instructions run\\nFar as the journeys of the sun,\\nAnd every nation knows their voice;\\n544", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0556.jp2"}, "557": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\nThe sun, like some young bridegroom drest,\\nBreaks from the chambers of the east,\\nRolls round and makes the earth rejoice.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nOSS C. if.\\n1 Lord, in Thy Name Thy servants plead,\\nAnd Thou hast sworn to hear;\\nThine is the harvest, Thine the seed,\\nThe fresh and fading year.\\n2 Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild,\\nWe trusted, Lord, with Thee:\\nAnd now that spring has on us smiled,\\nWe wait on Thy decree.\\n3 The former and the latter rain,\\nThe summer sun and air.\\nThe green ear, and the golden grain,\\nAll Thine, are ours by prayer.\\n4 Thine too by right, and ours by grace,\\nThe wondrous growth unseen,\\nThe hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,\\nThe love that shines serene.\\n5 So grant the precious things brought forth\\nBy sun and moon below,\\nThat Thee in Thy new heavens and earth\\nWe never may forego.\\nRev. John Keble, 1856.\\n659 C. M. D.\\n1 Witn songs and honors sounding loud,\\nAddress the Lord on high:\\nOver the heav ns He spreads His cloud,\\nAnd waters veil the sky.\\n545", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0557.jp2"}, "558": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\nHe sends His show rs of blessings down,\\nTo cheer the plains below;\\nHe makes the grass the mountains crown,\\nAnd corn in valleys grow.\\n2 His steady counsels change the face\\nOf the declining year;\\nHe bids the sun cut short his race,\\nAnd wintry days appear.\\nHis hoary frost, His fleecy snow,\\nDescend and clothe the ground;\\nThe liquid streams forbear to flow,\\nIn icy fetters bound.\\n3 He sends His word and melts the snow,\\nThe fields no longer mourn;\\nHe calls the warmer gales to blow,\\nAnd bids the spring return.\\nThe changing wind, the flying cloud,\\nObey His mighty word:\\nWith songs and honors, sounding loud,\\nPraise ye the sovereign Lord.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719, ab.\\n660 C. M.\\n1 I sing th almighty power of God,\\nThat made the mountains rise,\\nThat spread the flowing seas abroad,\\nAnd built the lofty skies.\\n2 I sing the wisdom that ordained\\nThe sun to rule the day;\\nThe moon shines full at His command,\\nAnd all the stars obey.\\n3 Lord! how Thy wonders are displayed\\nWhere er I turn mine eye!\\nIf I survey the ground I tread,\\nOr gaze upon the sky!\\n546", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0558.jp2"}, "559": {"fulltext": "THE SEASONS.\\n4 There s not a plant or flower below\\nBut makes Thy glories known;\\nAnd clouds arise and tempests blow,\\nBy order from Thy throne.\\n5 Creatures that borrow life from Thee\\nAre subject to Thy care;\\nThere s not a place where we can flee,\\nBut God is present there.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1715, ab.\\n661 10. 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Our year of grace is wearing to its close,\\nIts autumn storms are lowering from the\\nsky:\\nShine on us with Thy light, O God most\\nhigh;\\nAbide with us where er our pathway goes,\\nOur Guide in toil, our Guardian in repose.\\n2 All through the months hath beamed Thy\\ncheering light,\\nFrom Bethlehem s Day-star waxing ever on;\\nThrough every cloud Thy blessed Sun hath\\nshone:\\nEarth may be dark to them that walk by\\nsight,\\nBut for Thy Church the day is always bright.\\n3 Light us in life, that we may see Thy will,\\nThe track Thy hand hath ordered for our\\nway;\\nLight us when shadows gather o er our day;\\nShine on us in that passage lone and chill,\\nAnd then our darkness with Thy glory fill.\\n547", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0559.jp2"}, "560": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\nPraise be to God from earth s remotest coast,\\nFrom lands and seas, and each created race;\\nPraise from the worlds His hand hath\\nlaunched in space;\\nPraise from the Church, and from the heav-\\nenly Host;\\nPraise to the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!\\nRev. Henry Alf ord 1868.\\nHarvest.\\n662 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Praise to God, immortal praise,\\nFor the love that crowns our days,\\nBounteous Source of ev ry joy,\\nLet Thy praise our tongues employ.\\n2 Flocks that whiten all the plain;\\nYellow sheaves of ripened grain;\\nClouds that drop their fattening dews,\\nSuns that temperate warmth diffuse;\\n3 All that spring with bounteous hand\\nScatters o er the smiling land;\\nAll that liberal autumn pours\\nFrom her rich o erflowing stores;\\n4 These to Thee, my God, we owe,\\nSource whence all our blessings flow;\\nAnd for these my soul shall raise\\nGrateful vows and solemn praise.\\n5 Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear\\nFrom its stem the ripening ear;\\nShould the fig-tree s blasted shoot\\nDrop her green untimely fruit;\\n548", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0560.jp2"}, "561": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\n6 Should the vine put forth no more,\\nNor the olive yield her store;\\nThough the sickening flocks should fall,\\nAnd the nerds desert the stall;\\n7 Yet to Thee my soul shall raise\\nGrateful vows and solemn praise;\\nAnd, when every blessing s flown.\\nLove Thee for Thyself alone.\\nAnna L. Barbauld. 1772.\\n663 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 The God of harvest praise;\\nIn loud thanksgiving raise\\nHand, heart, and voice;\\nThe valleys smile and sing,\\nForest and mountains ring,\\nThe plains their tribute bring,\\nThe streams rejoice.\\n2 Yea, bless His holy Name,\\nAnd purest thanks proclaim\\nThrough all the earth;\\nTo glory in your lot\\nIs duty, but be not\\nGod s benefits forgot,\\nAmid your mirth.\\n3 The God of harvest praise;\\nHands, hearts, and voices, raise,\\nWith sweet accord;\\nFrom field to garner throng,\\nBearing your sheaves along,\\nAnd in your harvest song,\\nBless ye the Lord.\\nJames Montgomery, 1853.\\n549", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0561.jp2"}, "562": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\n0\u00c2\u00ab^ 8. 8. 8. 8. 4. 4. 8.\\n1 Lord of the harvest, Thee we hail!\\nThine ancient promise doth not fail;\\nThe varying seasons haste their round;\\nWith goodness all our years are crown d;\\nOur thanks we pay,\\nThis holy day;\\nlet our hearts in tune be found.\\n2 When spring doth wake the song of mirth,\\nWhen summer warms the fruitful earth,\\nWhen autumn yields its ripened grain,\\nOr winter sweeps the naked plain,\\nWe still do sing\\nTo Thee our King;\\nThrough all their changes Thou dost reign.\\n3 But chiefly when Thy liberal hand\\nBestows new plenty o er the land,\\nWhen sounds of music fill the air,\\nAs homeward all their treasures bear;\\nWe too will raise\\nOur hymn of praise,\\nFor we Thy common bounties share.\\n4 Lord of the harvest all is Thine:\\nThe rains that fall, the suns that shine,\\nThe seed once hidden in the ground,\\nThe skill that makes our fruits abound:\\nNew every year,\\nThy gifts appear;\\nNew praises from our lips shall sound.\\nRev. John H. Gurney, 1850.\\n665 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Sing to the Lord of harvest,\\nSing songs of love and praise;\\nWith joyful hearts and voices\\nYour hallelujahs raise:\\n550", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0562.jp2"}, "563": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\nBy Him the rolling seasons\\nIn fruitful order move;\\nSing to the Lord of harvest\\nA song of happy love.\\n2 By Him the clouds drop fatness,\\nThe deserts bloom and spring,\\nThe hills leap up in gladness,\\nThe valleys laugh and sing:\\nHe filleth with His fullness\\nAll things with large increase,\\nHe crowns the year with goodness,\\nWith plenty and with peace.\\n3 Heap on His sacred altar\\nThe gifts His goodness gave.\\nThe golden sheaves of harvest,\\nThe souls He died to save:\\nYour hearts lay down before Him,\\nWhen at His feet ye fall,\\nAnd with your lives adore Him,\\nWho gave His life for all.\\n4 To God the gracious Father,\\nWho made us, very good,\\nTo Christ, who. when we wandered,\\nRestored us with His blood.\\nAnd to the Holy Spirit,\\nWho doth upon us pour\\nHis blessed dews and sunshine,\\nBe praise for evermore.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1866.\\n666 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Come, ye thankful people, come\\nRaise the song of harvest-home:\\nAll is safely gathered in.\\nEre the winter storms begin;\\n551", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0563.jp2"}, "564": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\nGod, our Maker, doth provide\\nFor our wants to be supplied:\\nCome to God s own temple, come,\\nRaise the song of harvest-home.\\n2 All the world is God s own field,\\nFruit unto His praise to yield;\\nWheat and tares together sown,\\nUnto joy or sorrow grown:\\nFirst the blade, and then the ear,\\nThen the full corn shall appear:\\nLord of harvest, grant that we\\nWholesome grain and pure may be.\\n3 For the Lord our God shall come,\\nAnd shall take His harvest home;\\nFrom His field shall in that day\\nAll offences purge away;\\nGive His angels charge at last\\nIn the fire the tares to cast,\\nBut the fruitful ears to store\\nIn His garner evermore.\\n4 Even so, Lord, quickly come\\nTo Thy final harvest home;\\nGather Thou Thy people in,\\nFree for ever purified,\\nIn Thy presence to abide:\\nCome, with all Thine angels, come,\\nRaise the glorious harvest home.\\nRev. Aenry Alf ord 1844.\\n667 L. M.\\n1 Good Lord, the valleys laugh and sing,\\nThe plains stand thick with yellow corn;\\nThe reapers make the echoes ring\\nWith joyous songs from early morn.\\n552", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0564.jp2"}, "565": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\n2 The sun shone forth in splendor bright,\\nAnd tinged the mountain-tops with gold;\\nThe fields were flooded with his light,\\nAnd trees did all their buds unfold.\\n3 Thou gavest us refreshing showers,\\nThat shook their treasures o er the land,\\nTill blossom d all the earth with flowers,\\nAnd hills rejoiced on every hand.\\n4 Thy love has given our harvest-store,\\nAnd scattered blessings far and wide;\\nThy hand has filled our garner-floor,\\nAnd all our harvest wants supplied,\\n5 Lord, in Thy holy Name we raise,\\nWith thankful heart and grateful tongue\\nOur tribute of adoring praise,\\nOur due and joyful harvest song.\\n6 For all things magnify Thy love,\\nThe genial winds, the gentle rain,\\nClouds dropping fatness from above,\\nThe blade, the ear, the golden grain.\\n7 O Thou, who givest daily bread,\\nAnd givest it in plenteous store,\\nLet all our hungering souls be fed\\nWith bread of life for evermore.\\nRev. Charles D. Bell, 1882.\\n668 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Lord of the harvest! ouce again;\\nWe thank Thee for the ripened grain;\\nFor crops safe carried, sent to cheer\\nThy servants through another year;\\nFor all sweet, holy tho ts supplied\\nBy seed-time and by harvest-tide.\\no53", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0565.jp2"}, "566": {"fulltext": "HARVEST.\\n2 The bare dead grain in autumn sown,\\nIts robe of vernal green puts on;\\nGlad from its wintry grave it springs,\\nFresh garnished by the King of kings.\\nSo, Lord, to those who sleep in Thee\\nShall new and glorious bodies be.\\n3 Nor vainly of Thy word we ask\\nA lesson from the reaper s task;\\nSo shall Thine angels issue forth;\\nThe tares be burnt; the just of earth,\\nPlaythings of sun and storm no more,\\nBe gathered to their Father s store\\n4 Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said,\\nAs Thou hast taught, for daily bread;\\nBut not alone our bodies feed;\\nSupply our fainting spirits need!\\nBread of Life! from day to day,\\nBe Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay!\\nJoseph Anstice, 1836.\\n669 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 What our Father does is well;\\nBlessed truth His children tell!\\nThough He send, for plenty want,\\nThough the harvest -store be scant,\\nYet we rest upon His love,\\nSeeking better things above.\\n2 What our Father does is well\\nShall the wilful heart rebel?\\nIf a blessing He withhold\\nIn the field, or in the fold,\\nIs He not Himself to be\\nAll our store eternally?\\n554", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0566.jp2"}, "567": {"fulltext": "THE OLD YEAR.\\nWhat our Father does is well:\\nThough He sadden hill and dell,\\nUpward yet our praises raise\\nFor the strength His word supplies;\\nHe has called us sons of God,\\nCan we murmur at His rod?\\nWhat our Father does is well:\\nMay the thought within us dwell;\\nThough no milk nor honey flow\\nIn our barren Canaan now,\\nGod can save us in our need,\\nGod can bless us, God can feed.\\nTherefore unto Him we raise\\nHymns of glory, songs of praise;\\nTo the Father and the Son,\\nAnd the Spirit Three in One,\\nHonor, might, and glory be\\nNow and through eternity.\\nBenjamin Schmolk, 1720.\\nTr. Henry William Baker, 1861.\\nThe Old Year.\\n670 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Across the sky the shades of night\\nThis winter s eve are fleeting:\\nWe deck Thine altar, Lord, with light,\\nIn solemn worship meeting:\\nAnd as the year s last hours go by,\\nWe lift to Thee our earnest cry,\\nOnce more Thy love entreating.\\n2 Before Thee, Lord subdued we bow,\\nTo Thee our prayers addressing;\\nRecounting all Thy mercies now,\\nAnd all our sins confessing;\\n555", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0567.jp2"}, "568": {"fulltext": "THE OLD YEAR.\\nBeseeching Thee, this coming year,\\nTo hold us in Thy faith and fear,\\nAnd crown us with Thy blessing.\\n3 And, while we kneel, we lift our eyes\\nTo dear ones gone before us,\\nSafe housed with Thee in Paradise:\\nWhose peace descendeth o er us:\\nAnd beg of Thee, when life is past,\\nTo re-unite us all, at last,\\nAnd to our lost restore us.\\n4 We gather up, in this brief hour,\\nThe memory of Thy mercies:\\nThy wondrous goodness, love, and power,\\nOur grateful song rehearses:\\nFor Thou hast been our strength and stay,\\nIn many a dark and dreary day\\nOf sorrow and reverses.\\n5 In many an hour, when fear and dread,\\nLike evil spells have bound us,\\nAnd clouds were gathering overhead,\\nThy providence hath found us:\\nIn many a night when waves ran high,\\nThy gracious presence drawing nigh\\nHath made all calm around us.\\n6 Thou, O great God, in years to come,\\nWhatever fate betide us,\\nRight onward through our journey home\\nBe Thou at hand to guide us;\\nNor leave us till, at close of life,\\nSafe from all perils, toil, and strife,\\nHeaven shall unfold and hide us.\\nRev. James Hamilton, 1882.\\n556", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0568.jp2"}, "569": {"fulltext": "THE OLD YEAR.\\nT\u00c2\u00b1 8. 7. 8. 7. (8. 8. 8. 9.)\\n1 Days and moments quickly flying\\nSpeed us onward to the dead:\\nO how soon shall we be lying\\nEach within his narrow bed!\\n2 Jesus, merciful Redeemer,\\nRouse dead souls to hear Thy voice;\\nWake, O wake each idle dreamer\\nNow to make th eternal choice!\\n3 Mark we whither we are wending;\\nPonder how we soon must go\\nTo inherit bliss unending\\nOr eternity of woe.\\nRefrain\\nLife passeth soon; death draweth near:\\nKeep us, good Lord, till Thou appear;\\nWith Thee to live, with Thee to die,\\nWith Thee to reign through eternity.\\n4 As a shadow life is fleeting;\\nAs a vapor so it flies:\\nFor the bygone years retreating,\\nPardon grant, and make us wise;\\n5 Wise that we our days may number,\\nStrive and wrestle with our sin;\\nStay not in our work nor slumber\\nTill Thy holy rest we win.\\n6 Soon before the Judge all-glorious\\nWe with all the dead shall stand;\\nSaviour, over death victorious,\\nPlace us then on Thy right hand.\\n557", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0569.jp2"}, "570": {"fulltext": "THE OLD YEAR\\nRefrain\\nLife passeth soon; death draweth near:\\nKeep us, good Lord, till Thou appear;\\nWith Thee to live, with Thee to die,\\nWith Thee to reign through eternity.\\nRev. Edward Caswall, 1858.\\n672 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 For Thy mercy and Thy grace,\\nFaithful through another year,\\nHear our song of thankfulness;\\nFather and Redeemer, hear.\\n2 Lo! our sins on Thee we cast,\\nThee, our perfect Sacrifice;\\nAnd, forgetting all the past,\\nPress towards our glorious prize.\\n3 Dark the future; let Thy light\\nGuide us, bright and morning Star:\\nFierce our foes, and hard the fight;\\nArm us, Saviour, for the war.\\n4 In our weakness and distress,\\nRock of strength, be Thou our Stay;\\nIn the pathless wilderness\\nBe our true and living Way.\\n5 Who of us death s awful road\\nIn the coming year shall tread,\\nWith Thy rod and staff, O God,\\nComfort Thou his dying head.\\n6 Keep us faithful; keep us pure:\\nKeep us evermore Thine own:\\nHelp, O help us to endure:\\nFit us for the promised crown.\\n558", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0570.jp2"}, "571": {"fulltext": "THE OLD YEAR.\\n7 So within Thy palace gate\\nWe shall praise, on golden strings,\\nThee, the only Potentate,\\nLord of lords, and King of kings.\\nRev. Henry Downton, 1843.\\n673 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Thou who roll st the year around,\\nCrowned with mercies large and free,\\nRich Thy gifts to us abound,\\nWarm our praise shall rise to Thee.\\n2 Kindly to our worship bow,\\nWhile our grateful thanks we tell,\\nThat, sustained by Thee, we now\\nBid the parting year farewell!\\n3 All its numbered days are sped,\\nAll its busy scenes are o er,\\nAll its joys for ever fled,\\nAll its sorrows felt no more.\\n4 Mingled with the eternal past,\\nIts remembrance shall decay;\\nYet to be revived at last\\nAt the solemn judgment-day.\\n5 All our follies, Lord, forgive!\\nCleanse us from each guilty stain;\\nLet Thy grace within us live,\\nThat we spend not years in vain.\\n6 Then, when life s last eve shall come,\\nHappy spirits, may we fly\\nTo our everlasting home,\\nTo our Father s house on high!\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1858.\\n559", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0571.jp2"}, "572": {"fulltext": "The New Year.\\ne^3b 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 Hours, and days, and -months, and years,\\nCome and go, arise and fall,\\nGains and losses, smiles and tears\\nFreely scattered through them all;\\nO my Saviour, let them be\\nRadiant with Thy life Divine,\\nSpent in better serving Thee,\\nAnd becoming wholly Thine.\\n2 O er the threshold of the year,\\nSprinkled with Thy precious blood,\\nLet me draw to Thee more near,\\nMade by Thee more wise and good;\\nO my Saviour, when this soul\\nProudly would its way pursue,\\nLet Thy sorrow s soft control\\nGently chasten and subdue.\\n3 For the blessed years gone by,\\nAnd the joys which winged their flight,\\nFor the blessed hopes on high,\\nMaking all the future bright;\\nFor the stay and strength Thou art,\\nEver wast, and still shalt be,\\nmy Saviour, let this heart\\nRing its joy-bells out to Thee.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1862,\\n67S 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 8. 8..\\n1 Lord, my portion Thou shalt be,\\nWhom have I in heaven but Thee,\\nLord my heritage Thou art,\\nWho but Thou should have my heart.\\nO Thou most divinely fair,\\nWhom shall I with Thee compare,\\nJesus Christ, who changeth never\\nYesterday, to-day, or ever.\\n560", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0572.jp2"}, "573": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\n2 Thou my hope art, Thou my Guide;\\nAll my need in Thee supplied,\\nThou my food, and fadeless dress,\\nJourneying through the wilderness.\\nThou the Rock whence ever burst\\nWaters for me when I thirst,\\nJesus Christ, who changeth never\\nYesterday, to-day, or ever.\\n3 In Thee are my peace and joy,\\nFor Thee is my best employ,\\nFrom Thee all my strength descends,\\nTo Thee all my duty tends.\\nBy Thee I from bondage free,\\nThrough Thee shall accepted be.\\nJesus Christ, who changeth never\\nYesterday, to-day, or ever.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1862.\\n676 6.5.6.5. 12 1.\\n1 Standing at the portal\\nOf the opening year,\\nWords of comfort meet us,\\nHushing every fear;\\nSpoken through the silence\\nBy our Father s voice,\\nTender, strong, and faithful,\\nMaking us rejoice.\\nOnward, then, and fear not,\\nChildren of the day;\\nFor His words shall never,\\nNever pass away.\\n2 I, the Lord, am with thee,\\nBe thou not afraid;\\nI will help and strengthen,\\nBe thou not dismayed.\\n561", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0573.jp2"}, "574": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\nYea, I will uphold thee\\nWith My own right hand;\\nThou art called and chosen\\nIn My sight to stand/\\nOnward, etc.\\n3 For the year before us,\\nO what rich supplies!\\nFor the poor and needy\\nLiving streams shall rise;\\nFor the sad and sinful\\nShall His grace abound;\\nFor the faint and feeble\\nPerfect strength be found.\\nOnward, etc.\\n4 He will never fail us,\\nHe will not forsake;\\nHis eternal covenant\\nHe will never break.\\nResting on His promise,\\nWhat have we to fear?\\nGod is all-sufficient\\nFor the coming year.\\nOnward, etc.\\nFrances R. Ha vergal, 1873.\\nTT C. M.\\n(Or to Hermann.)\\n1 Break, new-born year, on glad eyes break,\\nMelodious voices move:\\nOn, rolling time; thou canst not make\\nThe Father cease to love.\\n2 The parted year had winged feet;\\nThe Saviour still doth stay:\\nThe new year comes; but, Spirit sweet,\\nThou go\u00c2\u00a7st not away.\\n562", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0574.jp2"}, "575": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\n3 Our hearts in tears may oft run o er;\\nBut, Lord, Thy smile still beams:\\nOur sins are swelling evermore.\\nBut pardoning grace still streams.\\n4 Lord, from this year more service win,\\nMore glory, more delight:\\nmake its hours less sad with sin,\\nIts days with Thee more bright.\\n5 Then we may bless its precious things\\nIf earthly cheer should come,\\nOr gladsome mount on angel wings\\nIf Thou wouldst take us home.\\n6 golden then the hours must be;\\nThe year must needs be sweet;\\nYes, Lord, with happy melody\\nThine opening grace we greet.\\nThomas H. Gill, 1855.\\nT C. M.\\n1 Our God, our Help in ages past,\\nOur Hope for years to come,\\nOur Shelter from the stormy blast,\\nAnd our eternal Home;\\n2 Under the shadow of Thy throne,\\nThy saints have dwelt secure;\\nSufficient is Thine arm alone,\\nAnd our defence is sure.\\n3 Before the hills in order stood,\\nOr earth received her frame,\\nFrom everlasting Thou art God,\\nTo endless years the same.\\n4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,\\nBears all its sons away;\\nThey fly, forgotten, as a dream\\nDies at the opening day.\\n503", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0575.jp2"}, "576": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\n5 Our God, our Help in ages past,\\nOur Hope for years to come,\\nBe Thou our Guard while troubles last,\\nAnd our eternal Home!\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n679 L. M.\\n1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand,\\nBy which supported still we stand;\\nThe opening year Thy mercy shows;\\nLet mercy crown it till it close.\\n2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,\\nStill we are guarded by our God;\\nMy His incessant bounty fed,\\nBy His unerring counsel led.\\n3 With grateful hearts the past We own;\\nThe future, all to us unknown,\\nWe to Thy guardian care commit,\\nAnd peaceful leave before Thy feet.\\n4 In scenes exalted or depressed,\\nBe Thou our Joy, and Thou our Rest;\\nThy goodness all our hopes shall raise,\\nAdored through all our changing days.\\n5 When death shall interrupt these songs,\\nAnd seal in silence mortal tongues,\\nOur Helper, God, in whom we trust,\\nIn better worlds, our souls shall boast.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1755.\\n0^0 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 At Thy feet, our God and Father,\\nWho hast bless d us all our days,\\nWe with grateful hearts would gather,\\nTo begin the year with praise:\\n564", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0576.jp2"}, "577": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\nPraise for light so brightly shining\\nOn our steps from heav n above;\\nPraise for mercies daily twining\\nRound us golden cords of love.\\n2 Jesus, for Thy love most tender,\\nOn the cross for sinners shown,\\nWe would praise Thee, and surrender\\nAll our hearts to be Thine own:\\nWith so blest a Friend provided,\\nWe upon our way would go,\\nSure of being safely guided,\\nGuarded well from every foe.\\n3 Every day will be the brighter\\nW T hen Thy gracious face we see;\\nEvery burden will be lighter\\nWhen we know it comes from Thee.\\nSpread Thy love s broad banner o er us,\\nGive us strength to serve and wait,\\nTill the glory breaks before us\\nThrough the City s open gate.\\nRev. James D. Burns, 1861.\\nO^l 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 House of our God, with hymns of gladness\\nring,\\nWhile all our lips and hearts His praises\\nsing;\\nThe opening year His mercies shall proclaim,\\nAnd all its days shall celebrate His Name.\\n2 Ye angel choirs on high, whose dwelling-place\\nShines with the glory of His unveiled face,\\nThrough your immortal life, as love still\\ngrows,\\nTell of His goodness, which no ending knows.\\n565", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0577.jp2"}, "578": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\n3 O Earth, enlightened by His rays Divine,\\nStored by His hand with corn and oil and\\nwine,\\nCrowned with His goodness, let thy nations\\nraise\\nProm shore to shore the song of ceaseless\\npraise.\\n4 Church, His chosen dwelling and delight,\\nGraven on His hands, and precious in His\\nsight,\\nSing the deep marvels of that boundless\\ngrace\\nWhich sheds on thee the brightness of His\\nface.\\n5 Burst into. praise, my soul; and evermore\\nThrough changing life thy changeless God\\nadore:\\nHe is thy Trust, thy Refuge, and thy Fear;\\nStrong in His strength, begin the new-born\\nyear.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, publ. 1755.\\nO^S 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 While with ceaseless course the sun\\nHasted through the former year,\\nMany souls their race have run,\\nNever more to meet us here.\\nFixed in an eternal state,\\nThey have done with all below;\\nWe a little longer wait,\\nBut how little, none can know.\\n2 As the winged arrow flies\\nSpeedily the mark to find;\\nAs the lightning from the skies\\nDarts and leaves no trace behind;\\n566", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0578.jp2"}, "579": {"fulltext": "THE NEW YEAR.\\nSwiftly thus our fleeting days\\nBear us down life s rapid stream:\\nUpward, Lord, our spirits raise,\\nAll below is but a dream.\\nSpared to see another year,\\nLet Thy blessing meet us here;\\nCome, Thy dying work revive:\\nBid Thy drooping garden thrive:\\nSun of Righteousness, arise!\\nWarm our hearts and bless our eyes;\\nLet our prayer Thy pity move,\\nMake this year a time of love.\\nThanks for mercies past receive,\\nPardon of our sins renew;\\nTeach us henceforth how to live,\\nWith eternity in view:\\nBless Thy word to old and young,\\nFill us with a Saviour s love;\\nWhen our life s short race is run,\\nMay we dwell with Thee above.\\nRev. John Newton 1774.\\nDaily Devotion. Morning*.\\n683 L. M.\\n1 O Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace,\\nThou Brightness of Thy Father s face,\\nTbou Fountain of eternal light,\\nWhose beams disperse the shades of night.\\n2 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love,\\nSend down Thy radiance from above;\\nAnd to our inmost hearts convey\\nThe Holy Spirit s cloudless ray.\\n3 May He our actions deign to bless,\\nAnd loose the bonds of wickedness;\\nFrom sudden falls our feet defend,\\nAnd guide us safely to the end.\\n567", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0579.jp2"}, "580": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n4 May faith, deep rooted in the soul,\\nSubdue our flesh, our minds control:\\nMay guile depart, and discord cease,\\nAnd all within be joy and peace.\\n5 O hallowed thus be every day!\\nLet meekness be our morning ray,\\nAnd faithful love our noonday light,\\nAnd hope our sunset, calm and bright.\\n6 O Christ, with each returning morn,\\nThine image to our hearts is borne:\\nO may we ever clearly see\\nOur Saviour and our God in Thee!\\nAmbrose of Milan, 340-397.\\nTr. Rev. John Chandler, 1837.\\n684 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 3.\\n1 Day-spring of Eternity,\\nBrightness of the Father s glory,\\nDawn on us, that we may see\\nClouds and darkness flee before Thee;\\nDrive afar, with conquering might,\\nAll our night.\\n2 Let Thy grace, like morning dew,\\nFall on hearts in Thee confiding;\\nThy sweet comfort, ever new,\\nFill our souls with strength abiding;\\nAnd Thy quickening eyes behold\\nThy dear fold.\\n3 Give the flame of love, to burn\\nTill the bands of sin it breaketh,\\nTill, at each new day s return\\nPurer light my soul awaketh;\\nO, ere twilight come, let me\\nRise to Thee.\\n568", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0580.jp2"}, "581": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n4 Thou who hast gone up on high,\\nGrant that wnen Thy trumpet soundeth,\\nWhen with glory, in the sky,\\nThee the cloud of saints surroundeth,\\nWe may stand among Thine own,\\nRound Thy throne.\\n5 Lead us to the golden shore,\\nO Thou rising Sun of Morning,\\nLead where tears shall flow no more,\\nWhere all sighs to songs are turning,\\nWhere Thy glory sheds alway\\nPerfect day.\\nChristian Knorr von Rosenroth. 1684.\\nTr. Rev. John Henry Hopkins, 1866.\\nO^S L. M.\\n1 New ev ry morning is the love\\nOur wakening and up-rising prove;\\nThrough sleep and darkness safely brought,\\nRestored to life, and power, and thought.\\n2 New mercies, each returning day,\\nHover around us while we pray;\\nNew perils past, new sins forgiven,\\nNew thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.\\n3 If, on our daily course, our mind\\nBe set to hallow all we find,\\nNew treasures still, of countless price,\\nGod will provide for sacrifice.\\n4 The trivial round, the common task,\\nWill furnish all we ought to ask;\\nRoom to deny ourselves, a road\\nTo bring us daily nearer God.\\n5 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love,\\nFit us for perfect rest above,\\nAnd help us, this and every day,\\nTo live more nearly as we pray.\\nRev. John Keble, 1822.\\n569", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0581.jp2"}, "582": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n686 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Ev ry morning mercies new\\nFall as fresh as morning dew;\\nEv ry morning let us pay-\\nTribute with the early day;\\nFor Thy mercies, Lord, are sure;\\nThy compassion doth endure.\\n2 Still the greatness of Thy love\\nDaily doth our sins remove;\\nDaily, far as east from west,\\nLifts the burden from the breast;\\nGives unbought, to those who pray,\\nStrength to stand in evil day.\\n3 Let our prayers each morn prevail,\\nThat these gifts may never fail;\\nAnd, as we confess the sin\\nAnd the tempter s power within,\\nFeed us with the Bread of Life,\\nFit us for our daily strife.\\n4 As the morning light returns,\\nAs the sun with splendor burns,\\nTeach us still to turn to Thee,\\nEver blessed Trinity,\\nWith our hands our hearts to raise,\\nIn unfailing prayer and praise.\\nEev. Greville Phillimore 1863.\\n687 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 O blessed Sun, whose splendor\\nDispels the shades of night;\\nO Jesus, my Defender,\\nMy soul s supreme delight,\\nAll day I hear resounding\\nA voice with silver tone,\\nWhich speaks of grace abounding\\nThrough God s eternal Son.\\n570", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0582.jp2"}, "583": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n2 A deep and heavenly feeling\\nOft seizes on my breast,\\nAh; here is balm for healing,\\nHere only is true rest!\\nThough fortune should bereave me\\nOf all I love the best,\\nIf Christ His love still leave me,\\nI freely give the rest.\\n3 To win this precious treasure\\nAnd matchless pearl, I would\\nGive honor, wealth, and pleasure,\\nAnd every earthly good;\\nI gladly would surrender\\nThe dearest thing which might\\nObscure my Sun s bright splendor,\\nAnd rob me of His light.\\n4 I know no life divided,\\nO Lord of life! from Thee;\\nIn Thee is life provided\\nFor all mankind and me.\\nI know no death, O Jesus\\nBecause I live in Thee:\\nThy death it is which frees us\\nThy death eternally.\\n5 I fear no tribulation,\\nSince, whatsoe er it be,\\nIt makes no separation\\nBetween my Lord and me.\\nIf Thou, my God and teacher,\\nVouchsafe to be my own,\\nThough poor, I shall be richer\\nThan monarch on his throne.\\n6 If, while on earth I wander,\\nMy heart is light and blest,\\nAh! what shall I be yonder\\nIn perfect peace and rest?\\n571", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0583.jp2"}, "584": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nO blessed thought in dying!\\nWe go to meet the Lord,\\nWhere there shall be no sighing,\\nA kingdom our reward.\\n7 Lord, with this truth impress me,\\nAnd write it on my heart,\\nTo comfort, cheer and bless me,\\nThat Thou my Saviour art;\\nWithout Thy love to guide me,\\nI should be wholly lost;\\nThe floods would quickly hide me,\\nOn life s wide ocean tossed.\\nCarl Philip Spitta, 1835, tr.\\n688 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Now, when the dusky shades of night, re-\\ntreating\\nBefore the sun s red banner, swiftly flee;\\nNow, when the terrors of the dark are fleet-\\ning,\\nO Lord, we lift our thankful hearts to Thee:\\n2 To Thee, whose word, the fount of light un-\\nsealing,\\nWhen hill and dale in thickest darkness\\nlay,\\nAwoke bright rays across the dim earth steal-\\ning,\\nAnd bade the even and morn complete the\\nday.\\n3 Look from the tower of heaven, and send to\\ncheer us\\nThy light and truth, to guide us onward\\nstill;\\nStill let Thy mercy, as of old, be near us,\\nAnd lead us safely to Thy holy hill.\\n572", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0584.jp2"}, "585": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n4 In vain to labor, unless Thou be with him,\\nMan goeth forth through all the weary\\nday;\\nIn vain his strife, in vain his toil unceasing,\\nUnless Thy staff bring comfort on his way.\\n5 Thou, who hast made the north and south,\\nwatch, o er us;\\nThou, in whose Name the lonely ones re-\\njoice.\\nStill let Thy cloudy pillar glide before us,\\nStill let us listen for Thy warning voice.\\n6 So. when that morn of endless light is wak-\\ning,\\nAnd shades of evil from its spendors flee,\\nSafe may we rise, the earth s dark breast for-\\nsaking,\\nThrough all the long bright day to dwell\\nwith Thee.\\nAnon. Hedge and Huntington s Hymns etc. 1853.\\nO^O L. M.\\n1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun\\nThy daily stage of duty run;\\nShake off dull sloth, and joyful rise\\nTo pay thy morning sacrifice.\\n2 Thy precious time misspent redeem;\\nEach present day thy last esteem;\\nImprove thy talent with due care;\\nFor the great day thyself prepare.\\n3 By influence of the light Divine\\nLet thy own light to others shine;\\nReflect all heavens propitious rays\\nIn ardent love and cheerful praise.\\n573", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0585.jp2"}, "586": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,\\nAnd with the angels bear thy part,\\nWho all night long, unwearied, sing\\nHigh praises to th eternal King.\\n5 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept,\\nAnd hast refreshed me whilst I slept:\\nGrant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,\\nI may of endless light partake.\\n6 Direct, control, suggest, this day,\\nAll I design, or do, or say;\\nThat all my powers, with all their might,\\nIn Thy sole glory may unite.\\n7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow;\\nPraise Him, all creatures here below;\\nPraise Him above, ye heavenly host;\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nBishop Thomas Ken, 1693.\\n690 L. M.\\n1 Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go,\\nMy daily labor to pursue,\\nThee, only Thee, resolved to know,\\nIn all I think, or speak, or do.\\n2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned\\nO let me cheerfully fulfill;\\nIn all my works Thy presence find,\\nAnd prove Thy good and perfect will.\\n3 Preserve me from my calling s snare,\\nAnd hide my simple heart above;\\nAbove the thorns of choking care,\\nThe gilded baits of wordly love.\\n4 Thee may I set at my right hand,\\nWhose eyes mine inmost substance see,\\nAnd labor on at Thy command,\\nAnd offer all my works to Thee.\\n574", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0586.jp2"}, "587": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n5 Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,\\nAnd every moment watch and pray;\\nAnd still to things eternal look.\\nAnd hasten to Thy glorious day:\\n6 For Thee delightfully employ\\nWhatever Thy bounteous grace hath given,\\nAnd run my course with even joy,\\nAnd closely walk with Thee to heaven.\\nRev. Charles Wesley, 1749.\\n691 L. M.\\n(Or to Otterbourne.)\\n1 Lord of all being! throned afar,\\nThy glory flames from sun and star;\\nCentre and soul of ev ry sphere:\\nYet to each loving heart how near!\\n2 Sun of our life Thy quickening ray\\nSheds on our path the glow of day:\\nStar of our hope, Thy softened light\\nCheers the long watches of the night.\\n3 Our midnight is Thy smile withdrawn:\\nOur noontide is Thy gracious dawn;\\nOur rainbow arch, Thy mercy s sign;\\nAll, save the clouds of sin, are Thine.\\n4 Lord of all life, below, above,\\nWhose light is truth, whose warmth is love,\\nBefore Thy ever-blazing throne\\nWe ask no lustre of our own.\\n5 Grant us Thy truth to make us free.\\nAnd kindling hearts that burn for Thee,\\nTill all Thy living altars claim\\nOne holy light, one heavenly flame.\\nOliver Wendell Holmes, 1848.\\n575", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0587.jp2"}, "588": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nL. M.\\n1 God of the morning, at whose voice\\nThe cheerful sun makes haste to rise,\\nAnd like a giant doth rejoice\\nTo run his journey through the skies.\\n2 From the fair chambers of the east\\nThe circuit of his race begins;\\nAnd, without weariness or rest,\\nRound the whole earth he flies and shines.\\n3 0, like the sun, may I fulfill\\nThe appointed duties of the day;\\nWith ready mind and active will\\nMarch on and keep my heavenly way!\\n4 But I shall rove, and lose the race,\\nIf God, my Sun, should disappear,\\nAnd leave me in this world s wide maze,\\nTo follow every wandering star.\\n5 Give me Thy counsel for my guide,\\nAnd then receive me to Thy bliss:\\nAll my desires and hopes beside\\nAre faint and cold compared with this.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n693 8. 4. 7. 8. 4. 7.\\n1 Come, my soul, thou must be waking;\\nNow is breaking\\nO er the earth another day:\\nCome to Him who made this splendor;\\nSee thou render\\nAll thy feeble pow rs can pay.\\n2 Pray that He may prosper ever\\nEach endeavor,\\nWhen thine aim is good and true;\\nBut that He may ever thwart thee,\\nAnd convert thee,\\nWhen thou evil wouldst pursue.\\n576", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0588.jp2"}, "589": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n3 Think that He thy ways beholdeth;\\nHe unfoldeth\\nEvery fault that lurks within;\\nEvery stain of shame glossed over\\nCan discover,\\nAnd discern each deed of sin.\\n4 Mayest thou on life s last morrow,\\nFree from sorrow,\\nPass away in slumber sweet;\\nAnd, released from death s dark sadness,\\nRise in gladness,\\nThat far brighter Sun to greet.\\n5 Only God s free gifts abuse not,\\nLignt refuse not,\\nBut His Spirits voice obey;\\nThou with Him shalt dwell, beholding\\nLight enfolding\\nAll things in unclouded day.\\nF. R. L. von Canitz. publ. 1700.\\nTr. Rev. Henry J. Buckoll, 1841, alt.\\n694 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n(Or to Posen.)\\n1 As the sun doth daily rise,\\nBright ning all the morning skies;\\nSo to Thee with one accord\\nLift we up our hearts, O Lord.\\n2 Day by day provide us tood,\\nFor from Thee come all things good:\\nStrength unto our souls afford\\nFrom Thy living Bread, O Lord!\\n3 Be our Guard in sin and strife;\\nBe the Leader of our life;\\nLest like sheep we stray abroad,\\nStay our wayward feet, O Lord!\\n577", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0589.jp2"}, "590": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n4 Quickened by the Spirit s grace\\nAll Thy holy will to trace,\\nWhile we daily search Thy word,\\nWisdom true impart, O Lord!\\n5 When the sun withdraws his light,\\nWhen we seek our beds at night,\\nThou, by sleepless hosts adored,\\nHear the prayer of faith, O Lord!\\nKing Alfred of England, 849-901.\\nTr. Earl Horatio Nelson, 1864.\\n60S 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7\\n1 God, who madest earth and heaven,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nWho the day and night hast given\\nSun and moon and starry host,\\nThou whose mighty hand sustains\\nEarth and all that she contains.\\n2 Praise to Thee my soul shall render,\\nWho this night hast guarded me;\\nMy omnipotent Defender,\\nWho from ill doth set me free;\\nFree from danger, anguish, woe,\\nFree from the infernal foe.\\n3 Let the night of my transgression\\nWith night s darkness pass away:\\nJesus, into Thy possession\\nI resign myself to-day.\\nIn Thy wounds I find relief\\nFrom my greatest sin and grief.\\n4 Grant that I may rise this morning,\\nFrom the lethargy of sin;\\nSo my soul, through Thy adorning,\\nShall be glorious within;\\nAnd I, at the judgment day,\\nShall not be a cast-away.\\n578", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0590.jp2"}, "591": {"fulltext": "MORNING.\\n5 Let my life and conversation\\nBe directed by Thy word;\\nLord, Thy constant preservation\\nTo Thy erring child afford.\\nNowhere but alone in Thee,\\nFrom all harm can I be free.\\n6 Wholly to Thy blest protection\\nI commit my heart and mind\\nMighty God! to Thy direction\\nWholly may I be resigned.\\nLord, my Shield, my Light Divine,\\nO accept, and own me Thine!\\n7 Lord, to me Thine angel sending,\\nKeep me from the subtle foe;\\nFrom his craft and might defending,\\nNever let Thy wanderer go,\\nTill my final rest be come,\\nAnd Thine angel bear me home.\\nHenry Albert, 1644.\\nTr. John Christian Jacobi 1722.\\nAnd Arthur Tozer Russell, 1848.\\n696 11. 11. 11. 5.\\n1 Behold, the shade of night is now receding,\\nKindling with splendors fair the dew is glow-\\ning,\\nWith fervent hearts, O let us all implore\\nHim\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nRuler Almighty.\\n2 That He, our God, will look on us in pity,\\nSend strength for weakness, grant us His\\nsalvation,\\nAnd with a Father s pure affection give us\\nGlory eternal.\\n579", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0591.jp2"}, "592": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nThis grace, O grant us, Godhead Everblessed,\\nOf Father, Son, and Holy Ghost in union,\\nWhose praises be through earth s most dis-\\ntant regions\\nEver resounding!\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1858, tr.\\nEvening.\\nT 11.11.11.5.\\n1 Mid evening shadows let us all be watching,\\nEver in spalms our deep devotion waking,\\nAnd with one voice hymns to the Lord, the\\nSweetly be singing. [Saviour,\\n2 That to the holy King our songs ascending,\\nWe worthily, with all His saints, may enter,\\nThe heavenly temple, joyfully partaking\\nLife everlasting.\\n3 This grace, O grant us, Godhead Everblessed,\\nOf Father, Son, and Holy Ghost in union,\\nWhose praises be through earth s most dis-\\nEver resounding! [tant regions\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1858, tr.\\n698 11.11.11.5.\\n1 Night s shadows falling men to rest are call-\\ning;\\nRest we possessing heavenly peace and bless-\\ning:\\nThis we implore Thee, falling down before\\nThee,\\nGreat King of Glory!\\n2 O Saviour, hear us! Son of God, be near us!\\nThine angels send us; let Thy love attend us:\\nHe nothing feareth, whom Thy presence\\ncheereth,\\nLight his path cleareth.\\n580", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0592.jp2"}, "593": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n3 Be near, relieving all who now are grieving;\\nThy visitation be our consolation:\\nO hear the sighing of the faint and dying;\\nLord hear our crying!\\n4 Thou ever livest; endless life Thou givest!\\nThou watch art keeping o er Thy faithful\\nsleeping;\\nIn Thy clear shining they are now reclining,\\nAll care resigning.\\n5 O Lord of Glory, praise we and adore Thee\\nThee for us given, our true Rest from heaven!\\nRest, peace, and blessing, we are now pos-\\nsessing,\\nThy Name confessing.\\nRev. Arthur T. Russell. 1851.\\n699 S. M.\\n1 The day, O Lord, is spent:\\nAbide with us, and rest;\\nOur hearts desires are fully bent\\nOn making Thee our guest.\\n2 We have not reached that land,\\nThat happy land, as yet.\\nWhere holy angels around Thee stand,\\nWhose sun can never set.\\n3 Our sun is sinking now.\\nOur day is almost o er;\\nO Sun of Righteousness, do Thou\\nShine on us evermore!\\n4 The grace of Christ our Lord,\\nThe Father s boundless love,\\nThe Spirit s blest communion, too,\\nBe with us from above.\\nRev. John M. Xeale, 1846.\\n581", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0593.jp2"}, "594": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nTOO S. M.\\n1 The swift declining day,\\nHow fast its moments fly!\\nWhile evening s broad and gloomy shade\\nGains on the western sky.\\n2 Ye mortals, mark its pace,\\nAnd use the hours of light;\\nAnd know, its Maker can command\\nAt once eternal night.\\n3 Give glory to the Lord,\\nWho rules the whirling sphere;\\nSubmissive at His footstool bow,\\nAnd seek salvation there.\\n4 Then shall new luster break\\nThrough death s impending gloom,\\nAnd lead you to unchanging light.\\nIn your celestial home.\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1750.\\n701 C. M.\\n1 Hail, tranquil hour of closing day!\\nBegone, disturbing care;\\nAnd look, my soul, from earth away\\nTo Him who heareth prayer.\\n2 How sweet the tear of penitence\\nBefore His throne of grace!\\nWhile to the contrite spirit s sense\\nHe shows His smiling face.\\n3 How sweet, through long-remembered years,\\nHis mercies to recall,\\nAnd pressed with wants and grief and fears,\\nTo trust His love for all!\\n582", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0594.jp2"}, "595": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n4 How sweet to look in thoughtful hope\\nBeyond this fading sky,\\nAnd hear Him call His children up\\nTo His fair home on high!\\n5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven\\nTo dawn beyond the west;\\nSo let my soul in life s last even\\nRetire to glorious rest.\\nRev. Leonard Bacon, 1870.\\n702 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 The day is done! Night s welcome rest is\\nsweet,\\nUnbind thy sandals from thy pilgrim feet,\\nWith healing on their wings the shadows fall,\\nSleep thou in peace, for God is over all.\\n2 Behold the stars, that keep their watch on\\nhigh,\\nAlong their path of light, they faithful fly;\\nWhat earthly power can love Divine forestall,\\nKeep thou in peace, for God is over all.\\n3 And if for thee, earth s daily toils are done,\\nShouldst thou not see again her rising sun,\\nWhere thy soul s flight no ill can thee befall,\\nSleep thou in peace, for God is over all.\\nRev. Jeremiah E. Rankin, 1897.\\n703 7. 7. 7. 5.\\n1 When the day of toil is done,\\nWhen the race of life is run,\\nFather, grant Thy wearied one\\nRest for evermore.\\n2 When the strife of sin is stilled,\\nWhen the foe within is killed,\\nBe Thy gracious word fulfilled,\\nPeace for evermore.\\n583", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0595.jp2"}, "596": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n3 When the darkness melts away\\nAt the breaking of the day,\\nBid us hail the cheering ray,\\nLight for evermore.\\n4 When the heart by sorrow tried\\nFeels at length its throbs subside,\\nBring us, where all tears are dried,\\nJoy for evermore.\\n5 When for vanished days we yearn,\\nDays that never can return,\\nTeach us in Thy love to learn\\nLove for evermore.\\n6 When the breath of life is flown,\\nWhen the grave must claim its own,\\nLord of life, be ours Thy crown,\\nLife for evermore.\\nRev. John Ellerton 1865.\\n704 7. 7. 7. 5\\n1 Jesus, Shepherd of the sheep,\\nWho Thy Father s flock dost keep,\\nSafe we wake and safe we sleep,\\nGuarded still by Thee.\\n2 In Thy promise firm we stand,\\nNone can pluck us from Thy hand,\\nSpeak we hear at Thy command,\\nWe will follow Thee.\\n3 By Thy blood our souls were bought,\\nBy Thy life salvation wrought,\\nBy Thy light our feet are taught,\\nLord, to follow Thee.\\n4 Father, draw us to Thy Son;\\nWe with joy will follow on,\\nTill the work of grace is done,\\nAnd from sin set free\\n584", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0596.jp2"}, "597": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n5 We in robes of glory dressed.\\nJoin the assembly of the blest.\\nGathered to eternal rest.\\nIn the fold with Thee.\\nRev. Henry Cook, 1868.\\n70S L. M. 61.\\n1 When, streaming from the eastern skies,\\nThe morning light salutes mine eyes,\\nO Sun of righteousness Divine.\\nOn me with beams of mercy shine.\\nChase the dark clouds of guilt away,\\nAnd turn my darkness into day.\\n2 As every day, Thy mercy spares.\\nWill bring its trials and its cares.\\nO Saviour, till my life shall end,\\nBe Thou my Counselor and Friend;\\nTeach me Thy precepts all Divine,\\nAnd be Thy great example mine.\\n3 When each day s scenes and labors close,\\nAnd wearied nature seeks repose.\\nWith pardoning mercy richly blest.\\nGuard me, my Saviour, while I rest;\\nAnd as each morning s sun shall rise,\\nO lead me onward to the skies!\\n4 And at my life s last setting sun,\\nMy conflicts o er, my labors done,\\nJesus. Thy heavenly radiance shed,\\nTo cheer and bless my dying bed;\\nThen from death s gloom my spirit raise,\\nTo see Thy face and sing Thy praise.\\nWilliam Shrubsole, 1813.\\n585", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0597.jp2"}, "598": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n706 S. M.\\n1 The day is past and gone,\\nThe evening shades appear;\\nO may we all remember well\\nThe night of death draws near!\\n2 We lay our garments by,\\nUpon our beds to rest;\\nSo death will soon disrobe us all\\nOf what we here possessed.\\n3 Lord, keep us safe this night,\\nSecure from all our fears;\\nMay angels guard us while we sleep,\\nTill morning light appears.\\n4 And when we early rise,\\nAnd view the unwearied sun,\\nMay we set out to win the prize,\\nAnd after glory run.\\n5 And when our days are past,\\nAnd we from time remove,\\nO may we in Thy bosom rest,\\nThe bosom of Thy love!\\nRev. John Leland 1792.\\n70T 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 This night, O Lord, we bless Thee\\nFor Thy protecting care,\\nAnd, ere we rest, address Thee\\nIn lowly, fervent prayer:\\nProm evil and temptation\\nDefend us thro* the night,\\nAnd round our habitation\\nBe Thou a wall of light.\\n2 On Thee our whole reliance\\nFrom day to day we cast,\\nTo Thee, with firm affiance,\\nWould cleave from first to last;\\n586", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0598.jp2"}, "599": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\nTo Thee, through Jesus merit,\\nFor needful grace we come.\\nAnd trust that Thy good Spirit\\nWill guide us safely home.\\n3 What may be on the morrow\\nOur foresight cannot see;\\nBut be it joy or sorrow.\\nWe know it comes from Thee.\\nAnd nothing can take from us,\\nWhere er our steps may move,\\nThe staff of Thy sure promise,\\nThe shield of Thy true lore.\\nRev. James D. Burns. 1856.\\n^O^ 7. 7. 7. 5\\n1 Thou who didst on Calvary bleed,\\nThou who dost for sinners plead,\\nHelp me in my time of need;\\nJesus, hear my cry.\\n2 In my darkness and my grief,\\nWith my heart of unbelief,\\nI, who am of sinners chief,\\nLift to Thee mine eye.\\n3 Foes without and fears within,\\nWith no plea Thy grace to win.\\nBut that Thou canst save from sin,\\nTo Thy cross I fly.\\n4 Others, long in fetters bound.\\nThere deliverance sought and found,\\nHear the voice of mercy sound;\\nSurely so may I.\\n5 There on Thee I cast my care;\\nThere to Thee I raise my prayer;\\nJesus, save me from despair,\\nSave me, or I die.\\n587", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0599.jp2"}, "600": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n6 When the storms of trial lower,\\nWhen I feel temptation s power,\\nIn the last and darkest hour,\\nJesus, be Thou nigh.\\nRev. James D. Burns, 1856.\\n709 6. 4. 6. 6.\\n1 The sun is sinking fast,\\nThe day-light dies;\\nLet love awake and bring\\nHer evening sacrifice.\\n2 As Christ upon the Cross\\nHis head inclined,\\nAnd to His Father s hands\\nHis parting saul resigned,\\n3 So now herself my soul\\nWould wholly give\\nInto His sacred charge,\\nIn whom all spirits live;\\n4 So now beneath His eye\\nWould calmly rest,\\nWithout a wish or thought\\nAbiding in the breast,\\n5 Save that His will be done,\\nWhate er betide\\nDead to herself, and dead\\nIn Him to all beside.\\n6 Thus would I live: yet now\\nNot I, but He,\\nIn all His power and love,\\nHenceforth alive in me.\\n7 One sacred Trinity,\\nOne Lord Divine,\\nMay I be ever His,\\nAnd He for ever mine.\\n18th Century.\\nTr. Rf\u00c2\u00bbv. Edward Caswell, 1858.\\n588", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0600.jp2"}, "601": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n710 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Abide with me, fast falls the even-tide;\\nThe darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide:\\nWhen other helpers fail, and comforts flee,\\nHelp of the helpless, O abide with me.\\n2 Swift to its close ebbs out life s little day;\\nEarth s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;\\nChange and decay in all around I see;\\nThou who changest not, abide with me.\\n3 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,\\nBut kind and good, with healing in Thy\\nwings\\nTears for all woes, a heart for every plea:\\nCome, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me!\\n4 I need Thy presence every passing hour;\\nWhat but Thy grace can foil the tempter s\\npower?\\nWho like Thyself my guide and stay can be?\\nThrough cloud and sunshine, O abide with\\nme.\\n5 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless:\\nIlls have no weight, and tears no bitterness.\\nWhere is death s sting? where, grave, thy\\nvictory?\\n1 triumph still, if Thou abide with me.\\n6 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;\\nShine through the gloom, and point me to the\\nskies:\\nHeaven s morning breaks, and earth s vain\\nshadows flee:\\nIn life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.\\nRev. Henry F. Lyte, 1847.\\n589", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0601.jp2"}, "602": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n^11 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing\\nEre repose our spirits seal.\\nSin and want we come confessing;\\nThou canst save and Thou canst heal.\\nThough the night be dark and dreary,\\nDarkness cannot hide from Thee,\\nThou art He who, never weary,\\nWatchest where Thy people be.\\n2 Though destruction walk around us,\\nThough the arrow past must fly,\\nAngel guards from Thee surround us;\\nWe are safe if Thou art nigh.\\nShould swift death this night o ertake us,\\nAnd our couch become our tomb,\\nMay the morn in heaven awake us,\\nClad in bright and deathless bloom.\\n3 Father, to Thy holy keeping\\nHumbly we ourselves resign;\\nSaviour, who hast slept our sleeping,\\nMake our slumbers pure as Thine;\\nBlessed Spirit, brooding o er us,\\nChase the darkness of our night,\\nTill the perfect day before us\\nBreaks in everlasting light.\\nJames Edmeston 1820.\\nV. 3 added by E. H. Bickersteth, 1876.\\nT\u00c2\u00b1 L. M.\\n(Or to Quebec.)\\n1 All praise to Thee, my God, this night,\\nFor all the blessings of the light;\\nKeep me, O keep me, King of kings,\\nBeneath Thy own almighty wings.\\n590", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0602.jp2"}, "603": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n2 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son,\\nThe ill that I this day have done;\\nThat with the world, myself, and Thee,\\nI, ere I sleep, at peace may be.\\n3 Teach me to live, that I may dread\\nThe grave as little as my bed;\\nTo die, that this vile body may\\nRise glorious at the awful day.\\n4 O may my soul on Thee repose,\\nAnd with sweet sleep mine eyelids close;\\nSleep that may me more vigorous make\\nTo serve my God when I awake.\\n5 When in the night I sleepless lie,\\nMy soul with heavenly thoughts supply;\\nLet no ill dreams disturb my rest,\\nNo powers of darkness me molest.\\n6 O when shall I, in endless day\\nFor ever chase dark sleep away,\\nAnd hymns with the supernal choir\\nIncessant sing, and never tire!\\nBishop Thomas Ken, 1693, alt.\\nT13 L. M.\\n(Or to Rockingham.)\\n1 My God, how endless is Thy love!\\nThy gifts are ev ry evening new,\\nAnd morning mercies from above\\nGently distil like early dew.\\n2 Thou spreadst the curtains of the night,\\nGreat Guardian of my sleeping hours;\\nThy sovereign word restores the light\\nAnd quickens all my drowsy powers.\\n3 I yield my powers to Thy command,\\nTo Thee I consecrate my days;\\nPerpetual blessings from Thine hand\\nDemand perpetual songs of praise.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n591", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0603.jp2"}, "604": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n^1^ 7. 6. 7. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 The day is past and over;\\nAll thanks, O Lord, to Thee!\\nI pray Thee now that sinless\\nThe hours of dark may be.\\nO Jesus, keep me in Thy sight\\nAnd save me through the coming night!\\n2 The joys of day are over;\\nI lift my heart to Thee,\\nAnd ask Thee, that offenceless\\nThe hours of dark may be.\\nO Jesus, make their darkness light,\\nAnd save me through the coming night!\\n3 The toils of day are over;\\nI raise the hymn to Thee,\\nAnd ask that free from peril\\nThe hours of fear may be.\\nO Jesus, keep me in Thy sight,\\nAnd guard me through the coming night!\\n4 Lighten mine eyes, O Saviour;\\nOr sleep in death shall I,\\nAnd he, my wakeful tempter,\\nTriumphantly shall cry\\nHe could not make their darkness light,\\nNor guard them through the hours of night.\\n5 Be Thou my soul s preserver,\\nO God, for Thou dost know\\nHow many are the perils\\nThrough which I have to go.\\nLover of men, O hear my call,\\nAnd guard and save me from them all!\\nAnatolius, 800.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1853.\\n592", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0604.jp2"}, "605": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\nT15 8. 8. 8. 4.\\n1 The radiant morn hath pass d away\\nAnd spent too soon her golden store;\\nThe shadows of departing day-\\nCreep on once more.\\n2 Our life is but an autumn day,\\nIts glorious noon how quickly past!\\nLead us, O Christ, Thou living way,\\nSafe home at last,\\n3 O by Thy soul-inspiring grace\\nUplift our hearts to realms on high;\\nHelp us to look to that bright place\\nBeyond the sky.\\n4 Where light and life and joy and peace\\nIn undivided empire reign,\\nAnd thronging angels never cease\\nTheir deathless strain;\\n5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white,\\nAnd evening shadows never fall,\\nWhere Thou, eternal Light of light,\\nArt Lord of all.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1864.\\nTie l. m.\\n1 Thus far the Lord has led me on;\\nThus far His pow r prolongs my days;\\nAnd ev ry evening shall make known\\nSome fresh memorial of His grace.\\n2 Much of my time has run to waste,\\nAnd I perhaps am near my home;\\nBut He forgives my follies past,\\nAnd gives me strength for days to come.\\n3 I lay my body down to sleep;\\nPeace is the pillow for my head,\\nWhile well-appointed angels keep\\nTheir watchful stations round my bed.\\n593", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0605.jp2"}, "606": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n4 Faith in His Name forbids my fear;\\nO may Thy presence ne er depart;\\nAnd, in the morning, make me hear\\nThe love and kindness of Thy heart.\\n5 Thus, when the night of death shall come,\\nMy flesh shall rest beneath the ground;\\nAnd wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb,\\nWith sweet salvation in the sound.\\nRev. Issac Watts, 1709.\\nT\u00c2\u00b1T C. M. D.\\n1 The shadows of the evening hours\\nFall from the darkening sky;\\nUpon the fragrance of tne flow rs\\nThe dews of evening lie:\\nBefore Thy throne, O Lord of heav n,\\nWe kneel at close of day;\\nLook on Thy children from on high,\\nAnd hear us while we pray.\\n2 The sorrows of Thy servants, Lord,\\nO do not Thou despise,\\nBut let the incense of our prayers\\nBefore Thy mercy rise.\\nThe brightness of the coming night\\nUpon the darkness rolls;\\nWith hopes of future glory chase\\nThe shadows from our souls.\\n3 Slowly the rays of daylight fade;\\nSo fade within our heart\\nThe hopes in earthly love and joy\\nThat one by one depart.\\nSlowly the bright stars, one by one,\\nWithin the heavens shine;\\nGive us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven,\\nAnd trust in things Divine.\\n594", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0606.jp2"}, "607": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n4 Let peace. O Lord, Thy peace, O God,\\nUpon our souls descend;\\nFrom midnight fears and perils, Thou\\nOur trembling hearts defend:\\nGive us a respite from our toil,\\nCalm and subdue our woes:\\nThrough the long day we labor, Lord,\\ngive us now repose.\\nAdelaide Anne Proctor, 1862, alt.\\n^TIS 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 The hours of day are over,\\nThe evening calls us home\\nOnce more to Thee, O Father,\\nWith thankful hearts we come.\\n2 For all Thy countless blessings\\nWe praise Thy holy Name,\\nAnd own Thy love unchanging,\\nThrough days and years the same.\\n3 For this O Lord, we bless Thee,\\nFor this, we thank Thee most,\\nThe cleansing of the sinful,\\nThe saving of the lost;\\n4 The Teacher ever present,\\nThe Friend for ever nigh,\\nThe home prepared by Jesus\\nFor us above the sky.\\n5 Lord, gather all Thy children\\nTo meet Thee there at last,\\nWhen earthly tasks are ended,\\nAnd earthly days are past;\\n6 With all our dear ones round us\\nIn that eternal home,\\nWhere death no more shall part us,\\nAnd night shall never come!\\nRev. John Ellerton. 1871.\\n595", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0607.jp2"}, "608": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n719 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Softly now the light of day-\\nFades upon my sight away;\\nFree from care, from labor free\\nLord, I would commune with Thee*\\n2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye\\nNought escapes, without, within,\\nPardon each infirmity,\\nOpen fault, and secret sin.\\n3 Soon for me the light of day\\nShall for ever pass away;\\nThen, from sin and sorrow free,\\nTake me, Lord, to dwell with Thee.\\n4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known\\nAll of man s infirmity;\\nThen, from Thine eternal throne,\\nJesus, look with pitying eye.\\nBishop George W. Doane, 1824.\\n720 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Trim the lamp, the light is fading,\\nSlowly steals the night away\\nFrom the blast its flicker shading,\\nRound it watch, and near it pray:\\nO my blessed Saviour, yearning,\\nAs my spirit doth for Thee,\\nMay my lamp be bright and burning\\nWhen Thou comest unto me.\\n2 Feed with oil the languid taper,\\nFaintly by the night-wind fanned;\\nHide it from the rising vapour\\nIn the hollow of Thy hand.\\nO, my blessed Saviour, yearning\\nAs my spirit doth for Thee,\\nMay my lamp be trimmed and burning\\nWhen Thou comest unto me.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1862.\\n596", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0608.jp2"}, "609": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n721 9. 8. 9. 8.\\n1 Before the day draws near its ending\\nAnd evening steals o er earth and sky,\\nOnce more to Thee our hymns ascending\\nShall speak Thy praises, Lord most High.\\n2 Thy Name is blessed by countless numbers\\nIn vaster worlds, unseen, unknown,\\nWhose duteous service never slumbers,\\nIn perfect love, and faultless tone.\\n3 Yet Thou wilt not despise the weakest\\nWho here in spirit bend their knee:\\nThy Christ hath said: Thou Father seekest\\nFor such as these to worship Thee.\\n4 And through the swell of chanting voices\\nThe blended notes of age and youth,\\nThine ear discerns, Thy love rejoices,\\nWhen hearts rise up to Thee in truth.\\n5 O Light all clear! O Truth all holy!\\nO boundless Mercy pardoning all!\\nBefore Thy feet, abashed and lowly,\\nWith one last prayer Thy children fall:\\n6 When we no more on earth adore Thee,\\nAnd others worship here in turn,\\nO may we sing that song before Thee\\nWhich none but Thy redeemed can learn!\\nAnon.\\n722 6. 5.6. 5. D.\\n1 In the hush of even,\\nLord on Thee we call;\\nLet Thy benediction\\nOn our spirits fall;\\n597", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0609.jp2"}, "610": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nHere we humbly bless Thee\\nFor Thy day of rest;\\nFor both mind and body,\\nBy Thy grace refreshed.\\n2 Here the voice of Jesus\\nWhispers, Peace, be still;\\nHere the Holy Spirit\\nBroods, our souls to fill;\\nHere the sad, the careworn,\\nHere the sin-distressed,\\nFind a place of refuge\\nOn Thy loving breast.\\n3 Speak Thy word of mercy,\\nAs we close this day,\\nBid us go in gladness\\nOn the heav nward way;\\nKeep us through the silence\\nOf the starry night,\\nFit us for the labors\\nOf the morning light.\\n4 Then when time is over\\nAll our conflicts past,\\nWe shall safe in Jesus,\\nDwell with Thee at last.\\nHonor, praise, and glory\\nTo the Three in One,\\nFrom the whole creation,\\nWhile the ages run.\\nRobert Ross 1890.\\n723 L. M.\\n1 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear,\\nIt is not night if Thou be near;\\nO may no earth-born cloud arise\\nTo hide Thee from Thy servant s eyes.\\n598", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0610.jp2"}, "611": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep\\nMy wearied eyelids gently steep,\\nBe my last thought, how sweet to rest\\nFor ever on my Saviour s breast.\\n3 Abide with me from morn till eve,\\nFor without TJiee, I cannot live;\\nAbide with me when night is nigh,\\nFor without Thee I dare not die.\\n4 If some poor wandering child of Thine\\nHave spurned to-day the voice Divine,\\nNow, Lord, the gracious work begin;\\nLet him no more lie down in sin.\\n5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor\\nWith blessings from Thy boundless store;\\nBe every mourner s sleep to-night,\\nLike infants slumbers, pure and light.\\n6 Come near and bless us when we wake,\\nEre through the world our way we take,\\nTill in the ocean of Thy love\\nWe lose ourselves in heaven above.\\nRev. John Keble, 1820.\\nT^^ 11.11.11.5.\\n(Or to Integer Vitae.)\\n1 Now God be with us, for the night is closing;\\nThe light and darkness are of His disposing;\\nAnd neath His shadow here to rest we yield\\nFor He will shield us. [us,\\n2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us;\\nTill morning cometh, watch, O Master, o er\\nus;\\nIn soul and body Thou from harm defend us,\\nThine angels send us.\\n599", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0611.jp2"}, "612": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n3 Let holy thoughts be ours when sleep o er-\\ntakes us;\\nOur earliest thoughts be Thine when morn-\\ning wakes us;\\nAll day serve Thee, in all that we are doing\\nThy praise pursuing.\\n4 As Thy beloved, soothe the sick and weeping,\\nAnd bid the prisoner lose his griefs in sleep-\\ning;\\nWidows and orphans, we to Thee commend\\nthem,\\nDo Thou befriend them.\\n5 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us,\\nSave Thee, O Father, who Thine own hast\\nmade us;\\nBut Thy dear presence will not leave them\\nlonely,\\nWho seek Thee only.\\n6 Father, Thy Name be praised, Thy kingdom\\ngiven,\\nThy will be done on earth as tis in heaven;\\nKeep us in life, forgive our sins, deliver\\nUs now and ever.\\nRev. Petrus Herbert, 1566.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1863.\\n725 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Through the day love has spared us,\\nNow we lay us down to rest;\\nThrough the silent watches guard us,\\nLet no foe our peace molest:\\nJesus, Thou our Guardian be,\\nSweet it is to trust in Thee.\\n600", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0612.jp2"}, "613": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n2 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers\\nDwelling in the midst of foes;\\nUs and ours preserve from dangers;\\nIn Thine arms may we repose;\\nAnd, when life s short day is past,\\nRest with Thee in heaven at last.\\nRev. Thomas Kelly, 1806.\\n^S\u00c2\u00a9 L. M.\\n1 Great God, to Thee my evening song\\nWith humble gratitude I raise;\\nlet Thy mercy tune my tongue,\\nAnd fill my heart with lively praise.\\n2 My days unclouded as they pass,\\nAnd every onward rolling hour,\\nAre monuments of wondrous grace,\\nAnd witness to Thy love and power.\\n3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,\\nToo oft regardless of Thy love,\\nUngrateful, can from Thee depart,\\nAnd from the path of duty rove.\\n4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood\\nOf Christ my Lord; His Name alone\\n1 plead for pardon, gracious God,\\nAnd kind acceptance at Thy throne.\\n5 With hope in Him mine eyelids close;\\nWith sleep refresh my feeble frame;\\nSafe in Thy care may I repose,\\nAnd wake with praises to Thy Name.\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\nT T 10. 10. 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 The day is gently sinking to a close,\\nFainter and yet more faint the sun-light\\nglows:\\n601", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0613.jp2"}, "614": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\nO Brightness of Thy Father s glory, Thou\\nEternal Light of Light, be with us now:\\nWhere Thou art present darkness cannot be;\\nMidnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with Thee.\\n2 Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end;\\nOnward to darkness and to death we tend:\\nO Conqueror of the grave, be Thou our Guide,\\nBe Thou our Light in death s dark eventide;\\nThen in our mortal hour will be no gloom,\\nNo sting in death, no terror in the tomb.\\n3 Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear\\nUpon the waves, and Thy disciples cheer,\\nCome, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms\\nassail,\\nAnd earthly hopes and human succors fail;\\nWhen all is dark, may we behold Thee nigh,\\nAnd hear Thy voice, Fear not, for it is I.\\n4 The weary world is mouldering to decay,\\nIts glories wane, its pageants fade away:\\nIn that last sunset, when the stars shall fall,\\nMay we arise, awakened by Thy call,\\nWith Thee, O Lord, for ever to abide\\nIn that blest day which has no eventide.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1863.\\n728 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 I will not let Thee go,\\nThou Guest Divine,\\nUntil Thy Name I know,\\nBy word or sign.\\nArt Thou the Man who died,\\nBetween thieves crucified?\\nUntil Thy Name I know,\\nI will not let Thee go.\\n602", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0614.jp2"}, "615": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n2 What though the day should break,\\nThe shadows flee,\\nThy leave Thou shalt not take,\\nI ll cleave to Thee:\\nThy touch my powers may numb,\\nTill, halting, I succumb,\\nBut till Thy Name I know,\\nI will not let Thee go.\\n3 What marks are these I see,\\nUpon Thy brow!\\nMan of Calvary,\\nI read Thee now:\\n1 read Thy lineage well:\\nMake Jacob, Israel!\\nMy suit till Thou bestow,\\nI will not let Thee go.\\n4 The cross Thou did st endure,\\nThe cup, the shame;\\nAh, yes, I m doubly sure,\\nThou art the same:\\nThe Rock, once riven for me,\\nThe Rod, that smote death s sea,\\nThy blessing floods me so,\\nO Lord! I let Thee go!\\nRev. Jeremiah E. Rankin, 1895.\\n729 8.4. 8.4. 8. 8. 8.4.\\n1 God, that madest earth and Heaven,\\nDarkness and light;\\nWho the day for toil hast given,\\nFor rest the night:\\nMay Thine angel-guards defend us,\\nSlumber sweet Thy mercy send us,\\nHoly dreams and hopes attend us,\\nThis live-long night.\\n603", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0615.jp2"}, "616": {"fulltext": "DAILY DEVOTION.\\n2 And when morn again shall call us\\nTo run life s way,\\nMay we still, whate er befall us,\\nThy will obey:\\nFrom the power of evil hide us,\\nIn the narrow pathway guide us,\\nNor Thy smile be e er denied us,\\nThe live-long day.\\n3 Guide us waking, guard us sleeping,\\nAnd when we die,\\nMay we in Thy mighty keeping\\nAll peaceful lie:\\nWhen the last dread call shall wake us,\\nDo not Thou our God forsake us,\\nBut to reign in glory take us\\nWith Thee on high.\\n4 Holy Father, throned in heaven,\\nAll Holy Son,\\nHoly Spirit, freely given,\\nBlest Three in One!\\nGrant Thy grace, we now implore Thee\\nTill we cast our crowns before Thee,\\nAnd in worthier strains adore Thee,\\nWhile ages run.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1827.\\nAb. Richard Whateley, 1850.\\n730 C. M.\\n1 He giveth His beloved sleep\\nTo soothe the weary brain;\\nHe binds each sense in slumber deep,\\nAnd charms away our pain.\\n2 How many wake to watch and weep!\\nSad eyes they cannot close;\\nBillows of sorrow o er them sweep,\\nIn vain they woo repose.\\n604", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0616.jp2"}, "617": {"fulltext": "EVENING.\\n3 But we lie down in perfect peace,\\nAll well twixt us and God;\\nGuarded by love that cannot cease,\\nLove high and deep and broad.\\n4 So through the shadows of the night\\nWithin His arms we rest;\\nAnd when returns the morning light\\nWe wake upon His breast.\\n5 Lord, in the last long deathly sleep,\\nWhen friends shall close our eyes\\nDo Thou Thy children safely keep.\\nUntil the Day-spring rise.\\n6 And when th eternal morn shall break,\\nAnd dreary shadows flee,\\nMay we from that calm slumber wake,\\nTo find ourselves with Thee.\\nRev. Charles D. Bell, 1882.\\nT31 8. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 Lord of life the Guard and Giver\\nBlessed be Thy Name forever.\\nThou who slumberest not, nor sleepest,\\nSafe are those Thou kindly keepest.\\n2 Through night s curtains round us closing,\\nSeen of Thee is our reposing.\\nTrustful then, though all unworthy,\\nWeary we lie down before Thee.\\n3 Let Thine angels without number,\\nWatch around our beds of slumber;\\nGuard from spirits of perdition,\\nGuilty thought and evil vision.\\n4 Grant to those in pain that languish\\nSleep to lull the sense of anguish;\\nGive to those in sorrow waking\\nSleep to soothe the heart s sore aching.\\nH05", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0617.jp2"}, "618": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\n5 Thou that ever wakeful livest,\\nSleep to Thy beloved givest;\\nNightly from our cares release us,\\nTill we fall asleep in Jesus.\\nJames Hogg, 1815.\\nHome and Personal Use.\\nT32 11. 10. 11. 10. 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 O blessed house, that cheerfully receiveth\\nThy visits, Jesus Christ, the soul s true\\nFriend,\\nThat far beyond all other guests believeth,\\nIt must to Thee its warmest cheer extend:\\nWhere ev ry heart to Thee doth fondly turn,\\nWhere ev ry eye for Thee with pleasure\\nspeaks,\\nWhere all to know Thy will most truly yearn,\\nAnd ev ry one, to do it promptly seeks!\\n2 O blessed house, where man and wife united\\nIn Thy true love, hath both one heart and\\nmind,\\nWhere both to Thy salvation are invited,\\nAnd in Thy doctrine both contentment\\nfind,\\nWhere both, to Thee, in truth, for ever\\ncleave,\\nIn joy, in grief, make Thee their only stay,\\nAnd faithfully in Thee hope and believe\\nBoth in the good and in the evil day.\\n3 O blessed house, where little children, tender,\\nAre laid upon Thy heart, with hands of\\nprayer,\\nThou Friend of children, who wilt freely\\nrender\\nTo them more than a mother s loving care,\\n606", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0618.jp2"}, "619": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\nWhere round Thy feet they gather, to Thee\\ncling,\\nAnd hear Thy loving voice most willingly,\\nAnd in their songs, Thy hearty praises ring,\\nRejoicing thus, O blessed Lord, in Thee.\\n4 O blessed house, where faithful servants,\\nknowing\\nThat all their works are done within Thy\\nsight,\\nIn all their works with holy zeal are glowing\\nTo do alone what Thou esteemest right;\\nAs Thy true servants, who are Thy delight,\\nIn meekness willing, by that love eon-\\nstrained\\nWhich shows, in all its works, the least, the\\nbright\\nHow in small things great faith may be\\nmaintained.\\n5 O blessed house, the joys of which Thou\\nsharest,\\nAnd never art forgot in scenes of joy;\\nO blessed house, for whose sad wounds Thou\\ncarest,\\nWhere all the sick Thy healing power em-\\nploy;\\nUntil, at last, when day s work fully ends,\\nAll, finally, in joyful rapture, fly\\nTo that blest House, where angels Thee at-\\ntend,\\nUnto the blessed Father s House on high!\\nCarl Philip Spitta, 1833.\\nTr. Chas. W. Schaeffer, 1890, alt.\\n607", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0619.jp2"}, "620": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\nT33 L. M.\\n1 Lord, who hast made the marriage-state,\\nWhen Thou didst man at first create;\\nThou, who Thy body s Saviour art,\\nTo all of us Thy grace impart.\\n2 The husbands sanctify and bless,\\nThy mind upon their hearts impress,\\nTeach them Thy Spirit to obey\\nIn all they do, we humbly pray.\\n3 Unto the wives that grace dispense,\\nTo cleave to Thee with confidence;\\nGrant they may love Thee fervently,\\nAnd walk in true humility.\\n4 Wisdom and faithfulness afford,\\nTo train our children, gracious Lord,\\nThat in Thy knowledge they may grow,\\nThemselves and Thee, their Saviour, know.\\n5 Lord Jesus, may each married pair\\nIn all their walk Thy praise declare;\\nO may their rule in all things be,\\nThe union of Thy Church with Thee.\\nAnon.\\n^?3^ 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Father, in Thy mysterious presence kneel-\\ning,\\nFain would our souls feel all Thy kindling\\nlove;\\nFor we are weak, and need some deep re-\\nvealing\\nOf trust, and strength, and calmness from\\nabove.\\n608", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0620.jp2"}, "621": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\n2 Lord, we have wandered forth, through doubt\\nand sorrow,\\nAnd Thou hast made each step an onward\\none;\\nAnd we will ever trust each unknown mor-\\nrow;\\nThou wilt sustain us till its work is done.\\n3 Now, Father, now in Thy dear presence\\nkneeling,\\nOur spirits yearn to feel Thy kindling love;\\nNow make us strong; we need Thy deep re-\\nvealing\\nOf trust, and strength, and calmness from\\nabove.\\nRev. Samuel Johnson, 1807.\\n735 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 O Strength and Stay upholding all creation,\\nWho ever dost Thyself unmoved abide,\\nYet day by day the light in due gradation\\nFrom hour to hour through all its changes\\nguide:\\n2 Grant to life s day a calm unclouded ending,\\nAn eve untouched by shadows of decay,\\nIhe brightness of a holy death-bed blending\\nWith dawning glories of the eternal day.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1865.\\n736 L. M.\\n1 With tearful eyes I look around;\\nLife seems a dark and stormy sea;\\nYet midst the gloom I hear a sound.\\nA heav nly whisper, Come to Me!\\n2 It tells me of a place of rest;\\nIt tells me where my soul may flee:\\nO, to the weary, faint, opprest,\\nHow sweet the bidding, Come to Me.\\n609", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0621.jp2"}, "622": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\n3 When nature shudders, loath to part\\nFrom all I love, enjoy, and see;\\nWhen a faint chill steals o er my heart,\\nA sweet voice utters, Come to Me.\\n4 Come, for all else must fail and die;\\nEarth is no resting-place for thee;\\nHeavenward direct thy weeping eye,\\nI am thy portion, Come to Me.\\n5 O, voice of mercy! voice of love!\\nIn conflict, grief, and agony,\\nSupport me, cheer me from above!\\nAnd gently whisper, Come to Me.\\nCharlotte Elliott, 1841.\\n737 10. 10. 8. 8.\\n1 Sweet evening-star, whose dewy blessings\\nfall\\nGrateful and fresh upon the hearts of all;\\nSweet evening-star, due watch I ll keep,\\nWith thee to smile, with thee to weep.\\nWith thee, with thee, with thee.\\n2 Dear light of home, dearer than evening-Star\\nIn thine own orbit lovelier by far;\\nDear light of home, what joys more sweet\\nThan from fond hearts around us meet\\nIn thee, in thee, in thee.\\n3 Giver of all, both evening-star and home\\nAnd mercies countless through Thy blessings\\ncome;\\nGiver of all, make them to raise,\\nEach heart into a life of praise\\nTo Thee, to Thee, to Thee.\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell, 1862.\\n610", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0622.jp2"}, "623": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\nT38 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Come in. O come! the door stands open now;\\nI know Thy voice; Lord Jesus, it was Thou,\\nThe sun has set long since, the storms begin;\\nTis time for Thee, my Saviour, O come in.\\n2 Come even now! But think not here to find\\nA lodging, Lord, and converse to Thy mind;\\nThe lamp burns low; the heart is chill and\\npale,\\nWet through the broken casement pours the\\ngale.\\n3 Alas! ill-ordered shows the dreary room;\\nThe household staff lies heaped amidst the\\ngloom\\nThe table empty stands, the couch undrest:\\nAh! what a welcome for th eternal Guest!\\n4 Yet welcome, welcome now; this doleful\\nscene\\nIs e en itself my cause to hail Thee in;\\nThis dark confusion e en at once demands\\nThine own bright presence, Lord, and order-\\ning hands.\\n5 I seek no more to alter things, to mend,\\nBefore the coming of so great a Friend;\\nAll were at best unseemly; and twere ill\\nBeyond all else to keep Thee waiting still.\\n6 Then as Thou art, all holiness and bliss,\\nCome in and see my chamber as it is;\\nI bid Thee welcome boldly, in the name\\nOf Thy great glory, and my want and shame.\\n611", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0623.jp2"}, "624": {"fulltext": "HOME AND PERSONAL USE.\\n7 Come, not to find, but make, this troubled\\nheart\\nA dwelling worthy of Thee as Thou art;\\nTo chase the gloom, the terror, and the sin.\\nCome, all Thyself, yea come, Lord Jesus, in!\\nRev. Handley C. G. Moule, 1874\\n739 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Tarry with me, O my Saviour,\\nFor the day is passing by;\\nSee, the shades of evening gather,\\nAnd the night is drawing nigh.\\n2 Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,\\nPaler now the glowing west,\\nSwift the night of death advances;\\nShall it be the night of rest?\\n3 Lonely seems the vale of shadow;\\nSinks my heart with troubled fear;\\nGive me faith for clearer vision,\\nSpeak Thou, Lord, in words of cheer.\\n4 Let me hear Thy voice behind me,\\nCalming all these wild alarms;\\nLet me, underneath my weakness,\\nPeel the everlasting arms.\\n5 Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,\\nLord, I cast myself on Thee;\\nTarry with me through the darkness;\\nWnile I sleep, still watch by me.\\n6 Tarry with me, O my Saviour,\\nLay my head upon Thy breast\\nTill the morning; then awake me\\nMorning of eternal rest.\\nCaroline L. Smith, 1853.\\n612", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0624.jp2"}, "625": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n740 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Vainly, through night s weary hours,\\nKeep we watch, lest foes alarm;\\nVain our bulwarks and our towers,\\nBut for God s protecting arm.\\n2 Vain were all our toil and labor,\\nDid not God that labor bless;\\nVain, without His grace and favor,\\nEvery talent we possess.\\n3 Vainer still the hope of heaven,\\nThat on human strength relies;\\nBut to him shall help be given,\\nWho in humble faith applies.\\n4 Seek we, then, the Lord s Anointed;\\nHe will grant us peace and rest;\\nNe er was suppliant disappointed,\\nWho thro Christ his prayer addressed.\\nHarriet Auber, 1829.\\nFor the Sick and Afflicted.\\nT^Ll 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Thou to whom the sick and dying\\nEver came, nor came in vain,\\nStill with healing words replying\\nTo the wearied cry of pain;\\nHear us, Jesus, as we meet,\\nSuppliants at Thy mercy-seat.\\n2 Ev ry care, and ev ry sorrow,\\nBe it great, or be it small,\\nYesterday, to-day, to-morrow,\\nWhen, where er, it may befall,\\nLay we humbly at Thy feet,\\nSuppliants at Thy mercy-seat.\\n613", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0625.jp2"}, "626": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n3 Still the weary, sick, and dying\\nNeed a brother s, sister s care;\\nOn Thy higher help relying\\nMay we now their burden share,\\nBringing all our offerings meet,\\nSuppliants at Thy mercy-seat.\\n4 May each child of Thine be willing,\\nWilling both in hand and heart,\\nAll the law of love fulfilling,\\nComfort ever to impart;\\nEver bringing offerings meet,\\nSuppliant to Thy mercy-seat.\\n5 Then shall sickness, sin, and sadness,\\nTo Thy healing power yield,\\nTill the sick and sad, in gladness,\\nRescued, ransomed, cleansed, healed,\\nOne in Thee together meet,\\nPardoned at Thy judgment-seat.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1866.\\nT^ 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion,\\nTo Thee I make my prayer;\\nThou, who in mercy smitest,\\nHave mercy, Lord, and spare,\\nO wash me in the fountain\\nThat floweth from Thy side!\\nO clothe me in the raiment\\nThy blood hath purified!\\n2 O hearken to my knocking,\\nAnd open wide the door,\\nThat I may enter freely\\nAnd never leave Thee more!\\n614", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0626.jp2"}, "627": {"fulltext": "FOR THF SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\nbring me, loving Jesus,\\nTo that most blessed place,\\nWhere angels and archangels\\nLook ever on Thy face;\\n3 Where gladsome hallelujahs\\nUnceasingly resound;\\nWhere martyrs, now triumphant.\\nWalk, robed in white, and crowned!\\nmake my Spirit worthy\\nTo join that ransomed throng!\\nteach my lips to utter\\nThat everlasting song!\\n4 O give that last, best blessing,\\nThat even saints can know,\\nTo follow in Thy footsteps\\nWherever Thou dost go!\\nNot wisdom, might, or glory,\\nI ask to win above;\\n1 ask for Thee. Thee only,\\nO Tnou eternal Love!\\nRev. R. F. Littledale, 1864.\\nT^ 8.5.8.3.\\n1 Precious, precious blood of Jesus,\\nShed on Calvary,\\nShed for rebels, shed for sinners,\\nShed for me!\\n2 Though my sins are red like crimson,\\nDeep in scarlet glow,\\nJesus precious blood shall wash me\\nWhite as snow.\\n3 Precious blood that hath redeemed us!\\nAll the price is paid!\\nPerfect pardon now is offered,\\nPeace is made.\\n615", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0627.jp2"}, "628": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n4 Precious blood! by this we conquer\\nIn the fiercest fight,\\nSin and Satan overcoming\\nBy its might.\\nFrances R. Havergal, 1860.\\nT 3L^ 11. 10. 11. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and\\nsorrow\\nOf the sad heart that comes to Thee for\\nrest;\\nCares of to-day, and burdens of to-morrow,\\nBlessings implored, and sins to be con-\\nfest;\\nWe come before Thee at Thy gracious word,\\nAnd lay them at Thy feet: Thou knowest,\\nLord.\\n2 Thou knowest all the past; how long and\\nblindly\\nOn the dark mountains the lost wand rer\\nstrayed;\\nHow the Good Shepherd followed, and how\\nkindly\\nHe bore it home, upon His shoulders laid;\\nAnd healed the bleeding wounds, and sooth-\\ned the pain,\\nAnd brought back life, and hope, and\\nstrength again.\\n3 Thou knowest all the present; each tempta-\\ntion,\\nEach toilsome duty, each foreboding fear;\\nAll to each one assigned, of tribulation,\\nOr to beloved ones, than self more dear;\\nAll pensive mem ries, as we journey on,\\nLongings for vanished smiles and voices\\ngone.\\n616", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0628.jp2"}, "629": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n4 Thou knewest all the future; gleams of glad-\\nness\\nBy stormy clouds too quickly overcast;\\nHours of sweet fellowship and parting sad-\\nness,\\nAnd the dark river to be crossed at last.\\nOh, what could hope and confidence afford\\nTo tread that path, but this? Thou knowest,\\nLord.\\n5 Thou knowest, not alone as God, all-know-\\ning;\\nAs Man, our mortal weakness, Thou hast\\nproved;\\nOn earth, with purest sympathies o erflowing,\\nO Saviour, Thou hast wept, and Thou hast\\nloved\\nAnd love and sorrow still to Thee may come,\\nAnd find a hiding-place, a rest, a home.\\n6 Therefore we come, Thy gentle call obeying,\\nAnd lay our sins and sorrows at Thy feet;\\nOn everlasting strength our weakness stay-\\ning,\\nClothed in Thy robe of righteousness com-\\nplete:\\nThen rising and refreshed we leave Thy\\nthrone,\\nAnd follow on to know as we are known.\\nJane Borthwick, 1859.\\n74S 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Thy way, not mine, O Lord,\\nHowever dark it be!\\nLead me by Thine own hand;\\nChoose out the path for me.\\n617", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0629.jp2"}, "630": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n2 Smooth let it be or rough,\\nIt will be still the best;\\nWinding or straight, it leads\\nRight onward to Thy rest.\\n3 I dare not choose my lot;\\nI would not, if I might;\\nChoose Thou for me, my God,\\nSo shall I walk aright.\\n4 The kingdom that I seek\\nIs Thine; so let the way\\nThat leads to it be Thine,\\nElse I must surely stray.\\n5 Take Thou my cup, and it\\nWith joy or sorrow fill,\\nAs best to Thee may seem;\\nChoose Thou my good and ill.\\n6 Choose Thou for me my friends,\\nMy sickness or my health;\\nChoose Thou my cares for me,\\nMy poverty or wealth.\\n7 Not mine, not mine the choice,\\nIn things or great or small;\\nBe Thou my Guide, my Strength,\\nMy Wisdom, and my All.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1857.\\n746 10. 10. 10. 10. With Refrain.\\n1 Leave it with God, yes, make full surrender,\\nHe is thy Father, watchful and tender,\\nHelp He will bring, to-day or to-morrow;\\nLeave it with God, to Him tell thy sorrow;\\nRefrain\\nLeave it with God.\\nLeave it with God,\\nLeave it with God, to tell Him thy sorrow.\\n618", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0630.jp2"}, "631": {"fulltext": "FOR THE SICK AND AFFLICTED.\\n2 Leave it with God, who feedeth the sparrow,\\nChooseth for thee, the path that is narrow;\\nHeareth the prayer, muttered, unspoken;\\nHealeth with balm the heart that is broken;\\nLeave it with God, etc.\\n3 Leave it with God, for He is still near thee\\nTell Him thy grief, He s waiting to hear thee,\\nTaker of gifts, as well as the Giver;\\nLeave it with God, sure He will deliver.\\nLeave it with God, etc.\\n4 Leave it with God: thy losses, thou lt gain\\nthem;\\nThings that perplex thee, He will explain\\nthem,\\nHe is a Father, watchful and tender;\\nHe is a Father; make full surrender.\\nLeave it with God, etc.\\nRev. Jeremiah E. Rankin. 1894.\\n*Z^T C. M.\\n1 When languor and disease invade\\nThis trembling house of clay,\\nTis sweet to look by faith abroad,\\nAnd long to fly away.\\n2 Sweet to look inward, and attend\\nThe whispers of His love;\\nSweet to look upward to the place\\nWhere Jesus pleads above;\\n3 Sweet on His faithfulness to rest,\\nWhose love can never end;\\nSweet on His covenant of grace,\\nFor all things to depend;\\n619", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0631.jp2"}, "632": {"fulltext": "TRAVELLERS BY LAND OR SEA.\\n4 Sweet in the confidence of faith,\\nTo trust His firm decrees;\\nSweet to lie passive in His hands,\\nAnd know no will but His.\\n5 If such the sweetness of the streams,\\nWhat must the fountain be,\\nWhere saints and angels draw their bliss\\nImmediately from Thee?\\nRev. Augustus M. Toplady, 1776.\\nTravellers by Land or Sea.\\nT^ C. M.\\n1 O Lord, be with us when we sail\\nUpon the lonely deep\\nOur Guard, when on the silent deck\\nThe mighty watch we keep.\\n2 We need not fear, though all around,\\nMid rising winds, we hear\\nThe multitude of waters surge;\\nFor Thou, O God, art near.\\n3 The calm, the breeze, the gale, the storm,\\nThe ocean and the land,\\nAll, all are Thine, and held within\\nThe hollow of Thy hand.\\n4 As when on blue Gennesareth\\nRose high the angry wave,\\nAnd Thy disciples quailed in dread,\\nOne word of Thine could save;\\n5 So when the fiercer storms arise\\nFrom man s unbridled will,\\nBe Thou, Lord, present in our hearts\\nTo whisper, Peace, be still.\\n620", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0632.jp2"}, "633": {"fulltext": "TRAVELLERS BY LAND OR SEA.\\n6 If duty calls, from threatened strife,\\nTo guard our native shore,\\nAnd shot and shell are answering\\nThe booming cannon s roar;\\n7 Be Thou the Mainguard of our host\\nTill war and dangers cease,\\nDefend the right, put up the sword y\\nAnd through the world make peace.\\n8 Across this troubled tide of life\\nThyself our Pilot be,\\nUntil we reach that better land,\\nThe land that knows no sea.\\nE. A. Dayman, 1865.\\nTo be used in time of war.\\nT^ 8. 8. 6. 8. 8. 8.\\n1 The Lord be with me every-where,\\nAnd shield me with paternal care\\nBy His almighty arm;\\nNo travTer needs to faint or fear,\\nIf he believes the Lord is near,\\nWho can protect him from all harm.\\n2 By sea and land, by night and day,\\nO Lord, in safety me convey,\\nThough winds and thunders roar;\\nBring me when every peril s past,\\nSafe to the destined place at last,\\nThere to extol Thy help and power.\\nRev. William Hammond, 1754.\\n750 8. 7. 8. 4.\\n1 Star of peace, to wand rers dreary,\\nBright the beams that smile on me,\\nCheer the pilot s vision dreary,\\nFar, far at sea.\\n621", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0633.jp2"}, "634": {"fulltext": "TRAVELLERS BY LAND OR SEA.\\n2 Star of hope! gleam on the billow,\\nBless the soul that sighs for Thee,\\nBless the sailor s lonely pillow,\\nFar, far at sea.\\n3 Star of faith! when winds are mocking\\nAll his toil, he flies to Thee;\\nSave him, on the billows rocking,\\nFar, far at sea.\\n4 Star Divine! O safely guide him,\\nBring the wanderer home to Thee;\\nSore temptations long have tried him,\\nFar, far at sea.\\nJane C. Simpson, 1830.\\n751 L. M. 6 1.\\n1 Eternal Father! strong to save,\\nWhose arm hath bound the restless wave..\\nWho bid st the mighty ocean deep\\nIts own appointed limits keep;\\nhear us when we cry to Thee\\nFor those in peril on the sea.\\n2 O Saviour, whose almighty word\\nThe winds and waves submissive heard,\\nWho walkedst on the foaming deep,\\nAnd calm amidst its rage didst sleep;\\nO hear us when we cry to Thee\\nFor those in peril on the sea.\\n3 O Sacred Spirit, who didst brood\\nUpon the chaos dark and rude,\\nWho badd st its angry tumult cease,\\nAnd gavest light and life and peace:\\nO hear us when we cry to Thee\\nFor those in peril on the sea.\\n622", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0634.jp2"}, "635": {"fulltext": "MATRIMONY.\\nO Trinity of love and power,\\nOur brethren shield in danger s hour;\\nFrom rock and tempest, fire and foe,\\nProtect them wheresoe er they go;\\nAnd ever let there rise to Thee\\nGlad hymns of praise from land and sea.\\nWilliam Whiting, 1860.\\nMatrimony.\\n752 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 O perfect Love, all human tho t transcending,\\nLowly we kneel in pray r before Thy throne,\\nThat their s may be the love that knows no\\nending,\\nWhom Thou for evermore dost join in one.\\n2 O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance\\nOf tender charity and stead-fast faith,\\nOf patient hope, and quiet, brave endurance,\\nWith child-like trust that fears nor pain\\nnor death.\\n3 Grant them the joy which brightens earthly\\nsorrow;\\nGrant them the peace which calms all\\nearthly strife,\\nAnd to life s day the glorious unknown mor-\\nrow\\nThat dawns upon eternal love and life.\\nAmen.\\nDorothy F. Bloomfield, 1883.\\n7o3 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 The voice that breathed o er Eden,\\nThat earliest wedding-day,\\nThe primal marriage blessing,\\nIt hath not passed away.\\n623", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0635.jp2"}, "636": {"fulltext": "MATRIMONY.\\n2 Stil in the pure espousal\\nOf Christian man and maid,\\nThe holy Three are with us,\\nThe threefold grace is said.\\n3 Be present, heav nly Father,\\nTo give away the bride,\\nAs Eve Thou gav st to Adam\\nOut of his own pierced side:\\n4 Be present, Son of Mary,\\nTo join their loving hands,\\nAs Thou didst bind two natures\\nIn Thine eternal bands!\\n5 Be present, holiest Spirit,\\nTo bless them as they kneel,\\nAs Thou, for Christ the Bridegroom,\\nThe heav nly Spouse aost seal!\\n6 O spread Thy pure wing o er them,\\nLet no ill power find place,\\nWhen onward to Thy presence,\\nTheir hallowed path they trace.\\n7 To cast their crowns before Thee\\nIn perfect sacrifice\\nTill to the home of gladness\\nWith Christ s own Bride they rise.\\nRev. John Keble, 1857.\\nTS^ 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n1 Come to the wedding, Jesus, Friend Divine;\\nAs Brother come and ratifying Priest-\\nThou who didst turn the water into wine,\\nO come and bless and consecrate the feast.\\n2 For they who in Thy presence this day stand\\nAre loved by Thee, Thy friends and serv-\\nants dear;\\nAs each to other gives the plighted hand,\\nLet them Thy voice of benediction hear.\\n624", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0636.jp2"}, "637": {"fulltext": "MATRIMONY.\\n3 Each loving each, the more by loving Thee,\\nLet more than earthly joys to them be\\ngiven;\\nTheir peaceful home a happy temple be,\\nAnd all their nuptial bliss be bright with\\nheaven.\\nRev. Christopher Newman Hall, 1870.\\n7o5 9.8.9.8.8.8.\\n1 Raise high the notes of exultation\\nTo God s bright throne with voices clear,\\nThe mighty Lord of all creation\\nLends to our songs a Father s ear.\\nEternal Lord of heav n above,\\nLook down and bless their plighted love.\\n2 O er each event of life presiding,\\nMay God rich gifts on each bestow;\\nWith heavenly light your footsteps guiding,\\nAs through the world s dark wild ye go.\\nEternal Lord, etc.\\n3 By God s own word each action measure,\\nLet Christ your great Exampler be;\\nStill fix your hearts on heav nly treasure,\\nWe hasten towards eternity.\\nEternal Lord., etc.\\n4 With cheerful faith in God confide ye,\\nThe pilgrim s staff with courage take;\\nAnd, till the silent grave divide ye,\\nGod and each other ne er forsake.\\nEternal Lord, etc.\\n5 May peace and love, your lives adorning,\\nAttend you all your course along;\\nYour christian walk, each night and morning,\\nMore steadfast make with prayer and song.\\nEternal Lord, etc.\\n625", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0637.jp2"}, "638": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n6 Together now your voices raising,\\nVow truth to God, hand joined in hand,\\nTill on His glories ever gazing,\\nYe must in heaven s own happy land.\\nEternal Lord, etc.\\nJohann Gottfried Schoner, 1790.\\nTr. Frances Elizabeth Cox, 184 1.\\nChildren s Services.\\n756 S. M.\\n1 We come, Lord, to Thy feet\\nOn this Thy holy day;\\nO come to us, while here we meet\\nTo learn, and praise, and pray.\\n2 Our many sins forgive,\\nThe Holy Spirit send;\\nAnd teach us to begin to live\\nThe life that knows no end.\\n3 Lord, fill our hearts with love,\\nOur teachers labors own;\\nThat we and they may meet above,\\nTo sing before Thy throne.\\nAnon.\\n757 CM.\\n1 The morning bright with rosy light\\nHas waked me from my sleep;\\nFather, I own Thy love alone\\nThy little one doth keep.\\n2 All through the day I humbly pray,\\nBe Thou my Guard and Guide;\\nMy sins forgive, and let me live,\\nLord Jesus, near Thy side.\\n626", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0638.jp2"}, "639": {"fulltext": "CIIILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 O make Thy rest within my breast,\\nGreat Spirit of all grace;\\nMake me like Thee, then shall I be\\nPrepared to see Thy face.\\nThomas Osmond Summers, 1846.\\n758 C. M.\\n1 O Lord, our hearts would give Thee praise\\nEre now our school we end,\\nFor this Thy day the best of days,\\nJesus, the children s Friend.\\n2 Lord, graft Thy word in every heart\\nOur souls from sin defend,\\nThat we from Thee may ne er depart\\nJesus, the children s Friend.\\n3 Lord, bless our homes, and give us grace\\nThy Sabbaths so to spend,\\nThat we in heaven may find a place,\\nWith Thee, the children s Friend.\\nAnon.\\n759 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Lord of hosts, how bright, how fair,\\nE en on earth Thy temples are;\\nHere Thy waiting children see\\nMuch of heav n, and much of Thee.\\n2 From Thy gracious presence flows\\nBliss that softens all our woes;\\nWhile Thy Spirit s holy fire\\nWarms our hearts with pure desire.\\nllere we supplicate Thy throne;\\nHere. Thy pardoning grace is known;\\nHesre, we learn Thy righteous ways,\\nTaste Thy love, and sing Thy praise.\\nK27", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0639.jp2"}, "640": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 Thus with prayer, and hymns of joy,\\nWe the happy hours employ;\\nLove, and long to love Thee more,\\nTill from earth to heaven we soar.\\nDaniel Turner, 1787, a.\\n760 C. M.\\n1 Come, Christian children, come and raise,\\nYour voice with one accord;\\nCome, sing in joyful songs of praise\\nThe glories of your Lord.\\n2 Sing of the wonders of His love,\\nAnd loudest praises give\\nTo Him who left His throne above,\\nAnd died that you might live.\\n3 Sing of the wonders of His truth,\\nAnd read in every page\\nThe promise made to earliest youth,\\nFulfilled to latest age.\\n4 Sing of the wonders of His power,\\nWho with His own right arm\\nUpholds and keeps you hour by hour,\\nAnd shields from every harm.\\n5 Sing of the wonders of His grace;\\nWho made and keeps you His,\\nAnd guides you to the heavenly place\\nAt His right hand in bliss.\\nDorothy A. Thrupp 1830.\\n761 C. M.\\n1 Blest day of God, most calm and bright,\\nThe first and best of days;\\nThe toiler s rest, the saint s delight,\\nA day of joy and praise.\\n628", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0640.jp2"}, "641": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n2 My Saviour s face did make thee shine,\\nHis rising did thee raise;\\nThis made thee heavenly and Divine\\nBeyond all other days.\\n3 The first-fruits do a blessing prove\\nTo all the sheaves behind;\\nAnd they, that do a Sabbath love,\\nA happy week shall find.\\n4 My Lord on thee His Name did fix,\\nWhich makes thee rich and gay;\\nAmid His golden candlesticks\\nMy Saviour walks this day.\\n5 This day must I fore God appear,\\nFor, Lord, this day is Thine:\\nlet me spend it in Thy fear,\\nThe day shall then be mine.\\nRev. John Mason, 1683, alt.\\n762 C. M.\\n1 God is in heaven. Can He hear\\nA little prayer like mine?\\nYes, that He can; I need not fear;\\nHe ll listen unto mine.\\n2 God is in heaven. Can He see\\nWhen I am doing wrong?\\nYes, that He can; He looks at me\\nAll day and all night long.\\n3 God is in heaven. Can He know\\nIf I should tell a lie?\\nYes, though I said it very low,\\nHe d hear it in the sky.\\n4 God is in heaven. Does He care\\nOr is He good to me?\\nYes; all I have to eat or wear,\\nTis God that gives it me.\\n629", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0641.jp2"}, "642": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n5 God is in heaven. May I pray-\\nTo go there when I die?\\nYes; love Him, seek Him, and one day\\nHe ll call me to the sky.\\nAnn Gilbert, 1809.\\n763 6.5.6.5. 12 1.\\n1 Jesus, King of glory,\\nThroned above the sky,\\nJesus, tender Saviour,\\nHear Thy children cry.\\nPardon our transgressions,\\nCleanse us from our sin;\\nBy Thy Spirit help us\\nHeavenly life to win.\\nRefrain.\\nJesus, King of glory,\\nThroned above the sky,\\nJesus, tender Saviour,\\nHear Thy children cry.\\n2 On this day of gladness,\\nBending low* the knee\\nIn Thine earthly temple,\\nLord, we worship Thee;\\nCelebrate Thy goodness,\\nMercy, grace, and truth,\\nAll Thy loving guidance\\nOf our heedless youth. Ref.\\n3 For the little children,\\nWho have come to Thee;\\nFor the glad, bright spirits\\nWho Thy glory see;\\nFor the loved ones resting\\nIn Thy dear embrace;\\nFor the pure and holy\\nWe behold Thy face.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ref.\\n630", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0642.jp2"}, "643": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 For Thy faithful servants\\nWho have entered in;\\nFor Thy fearless soldiers\\nWho have conquered sin;\\nFor the countless legions\\nWho have followed Thee,\\nHeedless of the danger,\\nOn to victory; Ref.\\n5 When the shadows lengthen,\\nShow us, Lord, Thy way;\\nThrough the darkness lead us\\nTo the heavenly day.\\nWhen our course is finished,\\nEnded all the strife,\\nGrant us with the faithful,\\nPalms and crowns of life. Ref.\\nRev. Edward Harland, 1863.\\n76^ 6. 6. 6. 6. 4. 4. 4. 4.\\n1 Above the clear blue sky,\\nIn Heaven s bright abode,\\nThe angel-host on high\\nSing praises to their God.\\nHallelujah,\\nThey love to sing\\nTo God their King;\\nHallelujah.\\n2 But God from infant tongues\\nOn earth receiveth praise,\\nWe then our cheerful songs,\\nIn sweet accord will raise.\\nHallelujah,\\nWe too will sing\\nTo God our King;\\nHallelujah.\\n631", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0643.jp2"}, "644": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 O blessed Lord, Thy truth\\nTo us Thy babes impart,\\nAnd teach us in our youth\\nTo know Thee as Thou art.\\nHallelujah,\\nThen shall we sing\\nTo God our King;\\nHallelujah.\\n4 O may Thy holy word\\nSpread all the world around:\\nAnd all with one accord\\nUplift the joyful sound,\\nHallelujah,\\nAll then shall sing\\nTo God our King;\\nHallelujah.\\nJohn Chandler, 1841.\\n76S L. M.\\n1 Yes, God is good: in earth and sky,\\nFrom ocean depths and spreading wood,\\nTen thousand voices seem to cry,\\nGod made us all, and God is good.\\n2 The sun that keeps his trackless way,\\nAnd downward pours his golden flood,\\nNight s sparkling hosts all seem to say\\nIn accents clear that God is good.\\n3 The merry birds prolong the strain,\\nTheir song with wary spring renewed;\\nAnd balmy air, and falling rain,\\nEach softly whispers, God is good.\\n4 I hear it in the rushing breeze;\\nThe hills that have for ages stood,\\nThe echoing sky and roaring seas,\\nAll swell the chorus, God is good.\\n632", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0644.jp2"}, "645": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n5 Yes, God is good, all nature says,\\nBy God s own hand with speech endured;\\nAnd man, in louder notes of praise,\\nShould sing for joy that God is good.\\n6 For all Thy gift we bless Thee, Lord,\\nBut chiefly for our heavenly food,\\nThy pardoning grace, Thy quick ning word,\\nThese prompt our song that God is good.\\nRev. John H. Gurney, 1838.\\nT66 C. M.\\n1 Thy word is like a garden, Lord,\\nWith flowers bright and fair;\\nAnd ev ry one who seeks may pluck\\nA lovely nose-gay there.\\n2 Thy word is like a deep, deep mine;\\nAnd jewels rich and rare\\nAre hidden in its mighty depths\\nFor every searcher there.\\n3 Thy word is like a starry host;\\nA thousand rays of light\\nAre seen, to guide the traveller,\\nAnd make his pathway bright.\\n4 Thy word is like a glorious choir,\\nAnd loud its anthems ring;\\nThough many tongues and parts unite\\nIt is one song they sing.\\n5 Thy word is like an armory,\\nWhere soldiers may repair,\\nAnd find for life s long battle-day\\nAll needful weapons there.\\n6 O may I love Thy precious word,\\nMay I explore the mine,\\nMay I its fragrant flowers glean,\\nMay light upon me shine!\\n633", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0645.jp2"}, "646": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES,\\n7 O may I find my armor there,\\nThy word my trusty sword!\\nI ll learn to fight with every foe\\nThe battle of the Lord.\\nEdwin Hodder, 1868.\\n767 8. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 There s a Friend for little children\\nAbove the bright blue sky,\\nA Friend who never changes,\\nWhose love will never die;\\nOur earthly friends may fail us,\\nAnd change with changing years,\\nThis Friend is always worthy\\nOf that dear Name He bears.\\n2 There s a rest for little children\\nAbove the bright blue sky,\\nWho love the blessed Saviour,\\nAnd to the Father cry;\\nA rest from ev ry turmoil,\\nFrom sin and sorrows free,\\nWhere ev ry little pilgrim\\nShall rest eternally.\\n3 There s a home for little children\\nAbove the bright blue sky,\\nWhere Jesus reigns in glory,\\nA home of peace and joy;\\nNo home on earth is like it,\\nNor can with it compare;\\nFor ev ry one is happy,\\nNor could be happier there.\\n4 There s a song for little children\\nAbove the bright blue sky\\nA song that will not weary,\\nThough sung continually;\\n634", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0646.jp2"}, "647": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nA song which even angels\\nCan never, never sing;\\nThey know not Christ as Saviour,\\nBut worship Him as King.\\n5 There s a crown for little children\\nAbove the bright blue sky,\\nAnd all who look for Jesus\\nShall wear it by and by;\\nAll, all above is treasured,\\nAnd found in Christ alone:\\nLord, grant Thy little children\\nTo know Thee as their own.\\nAlbert Midlane, 1360.\\nT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Tell me the old, old story\\nOf unseen things above,\\nOf Jesus and His glory,\\nOf Jesus and His love.\\nTell me the story simply,\\nAs to a little child,\\nFor I am weak and weary\\nAnd helpless and denied.\\n2 Tell me the story slowly,\\nThat I may take it in\\nThat wonderful Redemption,\\nGod s remedy for sin!\\nTell me the story often,\\nFor I forget so soon!\\nThe early dew of morning\\nHas passed away at noon!\\n3 Tell me the story softly,\\nWith earnest tones and grave;\\nRemember! I m the sinner\\nWhom Jesus came to save.\\n635", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0647.jp2"}, "648": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nTell me that story always,\\nIf you would really be,\\nIn any time of trouble,\\nA comforter to me.\\n4 Tell me the same old story,\\nWhen you have cause to fear\\nThat this world s empty glory\\nIs costing me too dear.\\nYes, and when that world s glory\\nIs drawing on my soul,\\nTell me the old, old story:\\nChrist Jesus makes thee whole.\\nCatherine Hankey, 1866.\\n769 7. 6. 7. 6. D. With Eefrain.\\n1 I love to tell the story\\nOf unseen things above,\\nOf Jesus and His glory,\\nOf Jesus and His love.\\nI love to tell the story,\\nBecause I know tis true;\\nIt satisfies my longings\\nAs nothing else would do.\\nEefrain.\\nI love to tell the story,\\nTwill be my theme in glory,\\nTo tell the old, old story\\nOf Jesus and His love.\\n2 I love to tell the story;\\nMore wonderful it seems\\nThan all the golden fancies\\nOf all our golden dreams.\\nI love to tell the story,\\n636", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0648.jp2"}, "649": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nIt did so much for me;\\nAnd that is just the reason\\nI tell it now to thee.\\nI love to tell, etc.\\n3 I love to tell the story;\\nTis pleasant to repeat\\nWhat seems, each time I tell it,\\nMore wonderfully sweet.\\nI love to tell the story,\\nFor some have never heard\\nThe message of salvation\\nFrom God s own holy word.\\nI love to tell, etc.\\n4 I love to tell the story;\\nFor those who know it best\\nSeem hungering and thirsting\\nTo hear it, like the rest.\\nAnd when, in scenes of glory,\\nI sing the new, new song,\\nTwill be the old, old story\\nThat I have loved so long.\\nI love to tell, etc.\\nCatherine Hanker, 1870; refrain added.\\n7TO 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Once in royal David s city\\nStood a lowly cattle-shed,\\nWhere a mother laid her Baby\\nIn a manger for His bed:\\nMary was that mother mild,\\nJesus Christ her little Child.\\n2 He came down to earth from heaven,\\nWho is God and Lord of all,\\nAnd His shelter was a stable\\n637", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0649.jp2"}, "650": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nAnd His cradle was a stall:\\nWith the poor, and mean, and lowly,\\nLived on earth our Saviour holy.\\n3 And, through all His wondrous childhood,\\nHe would honor and obey,\\nLove, and watch the lowly maiden\\nIn whose gentle arms He lay:\\nChristian children all must be\\nMild, obedient, good as He.\\n4 For He is our childhood pattern;\\nDay by day like us He grew;\\nHe was little, weak, and helpless,\\nTears and smiles like us He knew:\\nAnd He feeleth for our sadness,\\nAnd He shareth in our gladness.\\n5 And our eyes at last shall see Him,\\nThrough His own redeeming love;\\nFor that Child so dear and gentle\\nis our Lord in heaven above:\\nAnd He leads His children on\\nTo the place where He is gone.\\n6 Not in that poor lowly stable,\\nWith the oxen standing by,\\nWe shall see Him, but in heaven,\\nSet at God s right hand on high:\\nWhen like stars His children crowned,\\nAll in white shall wait around.\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1848.\\nTT1 6.6.7.7.7.7\\n1 Holy night! peaceful night!\\nThrough the darkness beams a light\\nThere, where they sweet vigils keep\\nO er the Babe in silent sleep,\\nResting in heavenly peace.\\n638", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0650.jp2"}, "651": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n2 Silent night! holiest night!\\nDarkness flies, and all is light!\\nShepherds hear the angels sing:\\nHallelujah! hail the King!\\nJesus, the Saviour is here!\\n3 Holiest night! peaceful night!\\nChild of heaven, O how bright\\nThou didst smile when Thou wast born:\\nBlessed was that happy morn.\\nFull of heavenly joy.\\n4 Silent night! holiest night!\\nGuiding Star, O lend Thy light!\\nSee the eastern wise men bring\\nGifts and homage to our King!\\nJesus, the Saviour is here!\\n5 Silent night! holiest night!\\nWondrous Star, O lend Thy light!\\nWith the angels let us sing\\nHallelujah to our King!\\nJesus, our Saviour is here!\\nJoseph Mohr, 1792-1848, tr.\\nTT 6.5.6.5.\\n1 Jesus, meek and gentle,\\nSon of God most high,\\nPitying loving Saviour,\\nHear Thy children s cry.\\n2 Pardon our offences,\\nLoose our captive chains,\\nBreak down every idol\\nWhich our soul detains.\\n3 Give us holy freedom,\\nFill our hearts with love;\\nDraw us, Holy Jesus,\\nTo the realms above.\\n639", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0651.jp2"}, "652": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 Lead us on our journey,\\nBe Thyself the Way\\nThrough terrestrial darkness\\nTo celestial day.\\n5 Jesus, meek and gentle,\\nSon of God Most High,\\nPitying, loving Saviour,\\nHear Thy children s cry.\\nRev. George R. Prynne 1856.\\nTT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 We sing a loving Jesus,\\nWho left His throne above,\\nAnd came on earth to ransom\\nThe children of His love;\\nIt is an oft-told story,\\nAnd yet we love to tell\\nHow Christ, the King of glory,\\nOnce deigned with man to dwell.\\n2 We sing the holy Jesus;\\nNo taint of sin denied\\nThe Babe of David s city,\\nThe pure and stainless Child;\\nO teach us, blessed Saviour,\\nThy heavenly grace to seek;\\nAnd let our whole behaviour,\\nLike Thine, be mild and meek.\\n3 We sing a lowly Jesus;\\nNo kingly crown He had;\\nHis heart was bowed with anguish,\\nHis face was marred and sad;\\nIn deep humiliation\\nHe came, His work to do:\\nO Lord of our salvation,\\nLet us be humble too.\\n640", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0652.jp2"}, "653": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 We sing a mighty Jesus,\\nWhose voice could raise the dead;\\nThe sightless eyes He opened,\\nThe famished souls He fed:\\nThou earnest to deliver\\nMankind from sin and shame!\\nRedeemer and Life-giver,\\nWe praise Thy holy Name.\\n5 We sing a coming Jesus;\\nThe time is drawing near\\nWhen Christ with all His angels\\nIn glory shall appear:\\nLord, save us, we entreat Thee,\\nIn this Thy day of grace.\\nThat we may gladly meet Thee,\\nAnd see Thee face to face.\\nSarah Doudney, 1871.\\nTT^ C. M: D.\\n1 When Jesus left His Father s throne,\\nHe chose an humble birth;\\nLike us, unhonored and unknown;\\nHe came to dwell on earth\\nLike Him may we be found below,\\nIn wisdom s path of peace;\\nLike Him in grace and knowledge grow,\\nAs years and strength increase.\\n2 Sweet were His words and kind His look,\\nWhen mothers round Him pressed;\\nTheir infants in His arms He took,\\nAnd on His bosom blessed.\\nSafe from the world s alluring harms,\\nBeneath His watchful eye,\\nThus in the circle of His arms\\nMay we forever lie.\\n641", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0653.jp2"}, "654": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 When Jesus into Salem rode,\\nThe children sang around;\\nFor joy they plucked the palms, and strowed\\nTheir garments on the ground.\\nHosanna our glad voices raise,\\nHosanna to our King!\\nShould we forget our Saviour s praise,\\nThe stones themselves would sing.\\nJames Montgomery 1816.\\nTTS 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Shepherd of tender youth,\\nGuiding in love and truth,\\nThrough devious ways;\\nChrist, our triumphant King,\\nWe come Thy Name to sing,\\nAnd here our children bring,\\nTo shout Thy praise.\\n2 Thou art our holy Lord,\\nThe all-subduing Word,\\nHealer of strife;\\nThou didst Thyself abase,\\nThat from sin s deep disgrace\\nThou mightest save our race,\\nAnd give us life.\\n3 Ever be Thou our Guide,\\nOur Shepherd and our pride,\\nOur staff and song;\\nJesus, Thou Christ of God,\\nBy Thy perennial word,\\nLead us where Thou hast trod,\\nMake our faith strong.\\n4 So now, and till we die,\\nSound we Thy praises high,\\nAnd joyful sing:\\n642", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0654.jp2"}, "655": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nLet all the holy throng,\\nWho to Thy Church belong,\\nUnite and swell the song\\nTo Christ our King!\\nClemens Alexandrinus before 217.\\nTr. by Henry M. Dexter, 1846.\\nTT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 All glory, praise, and honor\\nTo Thee, Redeemer King!\\nTo whom the lips of children\\nMade sweet Hosannas ring.\\nChorus.\\nAll glory, praise, and honor\\nTo Thee, Redeemer King!\\nTo whom the lips of children\\nMade sweet Hosannas ring.\\n2 Thou art the King of Israel,\\nThou David s royal Son,\\nWho in the Lord s Name comest,\\nThe King and blessed one. Cho.\\n3 The company of angels\\nAre praising Thee on high;\\nAnd mortal men, and all things\\nCreated make reply. Cho.\\n4 The people of the Hebrews\\nWith palms before Thee went;\\nOur praise and prayer and anthems\\nBefore Thee we present, Cho.\\n5 To Thee before Thy passion\\nThey sang their hymns of praise;\\nTo Thee amidst Thy glory\\nOur melody we raise. Cho.\\n643", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0655.jp2"}, "656": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES,\\n6 Thou didst accept their praises;\\nAccept the prayers we bring,\\nWho in all good delightest,\\nThou good and gracious King! Cho.\\nTheodulph, Bishop of Orleans, 821.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1856.\\nTTT 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus loves me, this I know,\\nFor the bible tells me so;\\nLittle ones to Him belong;\\nThey are weak, but He is strong.\\n2 Jesus loves me, He who died\\nGlory s gate to open wide,\\nHe will wash away my sin;\\nLet His little one come in.\\n3 Jesus loves me, loves me still,\\nThough I m very weak and ill;\\nFrom His shining throne on high\\nHe will watch me where I lie.\\n4 Jesus loves me; He will stay\\nClose beside me all the way,\\nAnd, when suff ring days are past,\\nTake me to His home at last.\\nAnna Warner, 1859.\\nTT C. M.\\n1 There is a green hill far away,\\nWithout a city wall,\\nWhere the dear Lord was crucified,\\nWho died to save us all.\\n2 We may not know, we cannot tell,\\nWhat pains He had to bear,\\nBut we believe it was for us\\nHe hung and suffered there.\\nG44", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0656.jp2"}, "657": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 He died that we might be forgiven,\\nHe died to make us good,\\nThat we might go at last to heaven,\\nSaved by His precious blood.\\n4 There was no other good enough\\nTo pay the price of sin;\\nHe only could unlock the gate\\nOf heaven, and let us in.\\n5 O dearly, dearly has He loved,\\nAnd we must love Him too,\\nAnd trust in His redeeming blood,\\nAnd try His works to do.\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1848.\\nTT 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Saw you never, in the twilight,\\nWhen the sun had left the skies\\nUp in heaven the clear stars shining\\nThrough the gloom, like silver eyes?\\nSo of old the wise men, watching,\\nSaw a little stranger star,\\nAnd they knew the King was given,\\nAnd they followed it from far.\\n2 Heard you nef er of the story\\nHow they crossed the desert wild,\\nJourneyed on by plain and mountain,\\nTill they found the holy Child?\\nHow they opened all their treasure,\\nKneeling to that infant King;\\nGave the gold and fragrant incense,\\nGave the myrrh in offering?\\n3 Know ye not that lowly baby\\nWas the bright and morning star?\\nHe who came to light the Gentiles,\\nAnd the darkened isles afar?\\n645", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0657.jp2"}, "658": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nAnd, we too, may seek His cradle;\\nThere our heart s best treasure bring;\\nLove, and faith, and true devotion,\\nFor our Saviour, God, and King.\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1853.\\n780 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing\\nOn Thy children gathered here;\\nMay they all, Thy Name confessing,\\nBe to Thee forever dear;\\nMay they be like Joseph, loving,\\nDutiful, and chaste, and pure;\\nAnd their faith, like David, proving,\\nSteadfast unto death endure.\\n2 Holy Saviour, who in meekness\\nDidst vouchsafe a child to be,\\nGuide their steps and help their weakness,\\nBless and make them like to Thee.\\nBear Thy lambs when they are weary\\nIn Thine arms and at Thy breast;\\nThrough life s desert, dry and dreary\\nBring them to Thy heavenly rest.\\n3 Spread Thy golden pinions o er them,\\nHoly Spirit from above;\\nGuide them, lead them, go before them,\\nGive them peace, and joy, and love:\\nTemples of Thy glorious Godhead,\\nMay they with Thy presence shine,\\nAnd immortal bliss inherit,\\nAnd for evermore be Thine.\\nBishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1863.\\n646", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0658.jp2"}, "659": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n781 C. M.\\n1 Hosanna be the children s song,\\nTo Christ, the children s King;\\nHis praise, to whom our souls belong\\nLet all the children sing.\\n2 From little ones to Jesus brought,\\nHosanna now be heard;\\nLet little infants now be taught\\nTo lisp that lovely word.\\n3 Hosanna sound from hill to hill\\nAnd spread from plain to plain,\\nWhile louder, sweeter, clearer still,\\nWoods echo to the strain.\\n4 Hosanna on the wings of light,\\nO er earth and ocean fly,\\nTill morn to eve, and noon to night,\\nAnd heaven to earth, reply.\\n5 Hosanna, then, our song shall be:\\nHosanna to our King:\\nThis is the childrens Jubilee;\\nLet all the children sing.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nT82 C. M.\\n1 Let children hear the mighty deeds,\\nWhich God performed of old;\\nWhich in our younger years we saw,\\nAnd which our fathers told.\\n2 He bids us make His glories known,\\nHis works of power and grace;\\nAnd we ll convey His wonders down,\\nThrough every rising race.\\n647", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0659.jp2"}, "660": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons,\\nAnd they again to theirs;\\nThat generations yet unborn\\nMay teach them to their heirs.\\n4 Thus shall they learn in God alone\\nTheir hope securely stands,\\nThat they may ne er forget His works,\\nBut practice His commands.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nT C. M.\\n1 By cool Siloam s shady rill\\nHow fair the lily grows!\\nHow sweet the breath, beneath the hill,\\nOf Sharon s dewy rose!\\n2 Lo! such the child whose early feet\\nThe paths of peace have trod\\nWhose secret heart with influence sweet,\\nIs upward drawn to God.\\n3 By cool Siloam s shady rill\\nThe lily must decay;\\nThe rose that blooms beneath the hill\\nMust shortly fade away.\\n4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour\\nOf man s maturer age\\nWill shake the soul with sorrow s power,\\nAnd stormy passion s rage.\\n5 O Thou, whose infant feet were found\\nWithin Thy Father s shrine,\\nWhose years, with changeless virtue crown d,\\nWere all alike Divine:\\n6 Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,\\nWe seek Thy grace alone,\\nIn childhood, manhood, age and death,\\nTo keep us still Thine own.\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1812.\\n648", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0660.jp2"}, "661": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 Safe in the arms of Jesus,\\nSafe on His gentle breast,\\nThere by His love o ershaded\\nSweetly my soul shall rest.\\nHark, tis the voice of angels,\\nBorne in a song to me,\\nOver the fields of glory,\\nOver the jasper sea.\\nChorus.\\nSafe in the arms of Jesus,\\nSafe on His gentle breast,\\nThere by His love o er-shaded\\nSweetly my soul shall rest.\\n2 Safe in the arms of Jesus,\\nSafe from corroding care,\\nSafe from the world s temptations,\\nSin cannot harm me there.\\nFree from the blight of sorrow,\\nFree from my doubts and fears;\\nOnly a few more trials,\\nOnly a few more tears. Cho.\\n3 Jesus, my heart s dear refuge,\\nJesus has died for me;\\nFirm on the Rock of Ages\\nEver my trust shall be.\\nHere let me wait with patience,\\nWait till the night is o er;\\nWait till I see the morning\\nBreak on the golden shore. Cho.\\nFanny Crosby Van Alstyne, 1868.\\nT85 C. M.\\n1 Dear Jesus, ever at my side,\\nHow loving Thou must be,\\nTo leave Thy home in heav n to guard\\nA little child like me.\\n649", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0661.jp2"}, "662": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n2 The sweetness of Thy soft, low voice\\nI am too deaf to hear,\\nThy beautiful and shining face\\nI see not, though so near.\\n3 I cannot feel Thee touch my hand,\\nWith pressure light and mild,\\nTo check me as my mother did,\\nWhen I was but a child.\\n4 But I have felt Thee in my thoughts,\\nRebuking sin for me;\\nAnd, when my heart loves God, I know\\nThe sweetness is from Thee.\\n5 And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down,\\nMorning and night, to prayer,\\nSomething there is within my heart\\nWhich tells me, Thou art there.\\n6 Yes, when I pray, Thou prayest, too;\\nThy prayer is all for me:\\nBut when I sleep, Thou sleepest not,\\nBut watchest patiently.\\nRev. Frederick Faber, 1849, ab. and alt,\\n786 C. M,\\n1 God of Bethel, by whose hand\\nThy people still are fed;\\nWho through this weary pilgrimage\\nHast all our fathers led:\\n2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present\\nBefore Thy throne of grace:\\nGod of our fathers, be the God\\nOf their succeeding race.\\n3 Through each perplexing path of life\\nOur wandering footsteps guide;\\nGive us each day our daily bread,\\nAnd raiment fit provide.\\n650", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0662.jp2"}, "663": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 spread Thy covering wings around,\\nTill all our wandering cease.\\nAnd at our Father s loved abode\\nOur souls arrive in pea:e.\\n5 Such blessings from Thy gracious hand\\nOur humble prayers implore:\\nAnd Thou shalt be our chosen God.\\nOur Portion evermore.\\nRev. Fhilip Doddridge, 17S7,\\n787 r,\\n1 I want to be like Jesus,\\nSo lowly and so meek:\\nFor no one marked an angry word\\nThat ever heard Him speak.\\n2 I want to be like Jesus.\\nSo frequently in prayer:\\nAlone upon the mountain top,\\nHe met His Father there.\\n3 I want to be like Jesus;\\nI never, never find\\nThat He. though persecuted, was\\nTo any one unkind.\\n4 I want to be like Jesus.\\nEngaged in doing good:\\nSo that of me it may be said.\\nShe hath done what she could.\\n5 I want to be like Jesus.\\nWho sweetly said to all.\\nLet little children come to Me:\\nI would obey the call.\\n6 But O, I m not like Jesus.\\nAs any one may see:\\nO gentle Saviour, send Thy grace.\\nAnd make me like to Thee.\\nWilliam Meynell Whittemore, 1842.\\n651", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0663.jp2"}, "664": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 When His salvation bringing,\\nTo Zion Jesus came,\\nThe children all stood singing\\nHosanna to His Name.\\nNor did their zeal offend Him,\\nBut as He rode along,\\nHe let them still attend Him,\\nAnd smiled to hear their song.\\n2 And since the Lord retaineth\\nHis love for children still,\\nThough now as King He reigneth\\nOn Zion s heavenly hill,\\nWe ll flock around His banner\\nWho sits upon His throne,\\nAnd cry aloud, Hosanna\\nTo David s royal Son!\\n3 For should we fail proclaiming\\nOur great Redeemer s praise,\\nThe stones, our silence shaming,\\nWould their Hosannas raise.\\nBut shall we only render\\nThe tribute of our words?\\nNo; while our hearts are tender,\\nThey too shall be the Lord s.\\nRev. John King, 1830.\\nT 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 The wise may bring their learning,\\nThe rich may bring their wealth,\\nAnd some may bring their greatness,\\nAnd some bring strength and health,\\nWe too would bring our treasures\\nTo offer to the King;\\nWe have no wealth or learning,\\nWhat shall we children bring?\\n652", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0664.jp2"}, "665": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n2 We ll bring Him hearts that love Him,\\nWe ll give Him thankful praise,\\nAnd young hearts meekly striving\\nTo walk in holy ways.\\nAnd these shall be the treasures\\nWe offer to the King,\\nAnd these are gifts that even\\nThe poorest child may bring.\\n3 We ll bring the little duties\\nWe have to do each day;\\nWe ll try our best to please Him\\nAt home, at school, at play.\\nAnd better are these treasures\\nTo offer to our King\\nThan richest gifts without them;\\nYet these a child may bring.\\nAnon.\\n790 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n(Or to Lausanne.)\\n1 Come, praise your Lord and Saviour\\nIn strains of holy mirth!\\nGive thanks to Him, O children,\\nWho lived a child on earth!\\nHe loved the little children,\\nAnd call d them to His side,\\nHis loving arms embraced them,\\nAnd for* their sake He died.\\n2 O Jesus, we would praise Thee\\nWith songs of holy joy;\\nFor Thou on earth didst sojourn\\nA pure and spotless boy.\\nMake us like Thee, obedient\\nLike Thee from sin-stains free,\\nLike Thee in God s own temple,\\nIn lowly home like Thee.\\n653", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0665.jp2"}, "666": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 O Jesus, we would praise Thee,\\nThe lowly maiden s son;\\nIn Thee all gentlest graces\\nAre gathered into one.\\nO give that best adornment\\nThat Christian child can wear,\\nThe meek and quiet spirit\\nWhich shone in Thee so fair!\\n1 O Lord, with voices lifted\\nWe sing our songs of praise;\\nBe Thou the light and pattern\\nOf all our childhood s days;\\nAnd lead us ever onward,\\nThat while we stay below,\\nWe may, like Thee, O Jesus,\\nIn grace and wisdom grow.\\nBishop William W. How, 1872.\\n791 8. 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Saviour, now the day is ending,\\nAnd the sades of evening fall\\nLet Thy Holy Dove descending,\\nBring Thy mercy to us all;\\nSet Thy seal on every heart,\\nJesus, bless us ere we part.\\n2 Comfort those in pain or sorrgw,\\nWatch each sleeping child of Thine;\\nLet us all arise to-morrow,\\nStrengthened by Thy grace Divine;\\nSet Thy seal on every heart,\\nJesus, bless us ere we part!\\n3 Pardon Thou each deed unholy;\\nLord, forgive each sinful thought;\\nMake us contrite, pure, and lowly,\\n654", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0666.jp2"}, "667": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nBy Thy great example taught:\\nSet Thy seal on every heart,\\nJesus, bless us ere we part!\\nSarah Doudney 1870.\\nT92 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8\\n1 Hushed was the evening hymn,\\nThe temple courts were dark;\\nThe lamp was burning dim\\nBefore the sacred ark;\\nWhen suddenly a voice Divine\\nRang through the silence of the shrine.\\n2 The old man, meek and mild,\\nThe priest of Israel, slept;\\nHis watch the temple-child,\\nThe little Levite, kept;\\nAnd what from Eli s sense was sealed\\nThe Lord to Hannah s son revealed.\\n3 give me Samuel s ear,\\nThe open ear, O Lord,\\nAlive and quick to hear\\nEach whisper of Thy word,\\nLike him to answer at Thy call,\\nAnd to obey Thee first of all.\\n4 O give me Samuel s heart,\\nA lowly heart, that waits\\nWhere in Thy house Thou art,\\nOr watches at Thy gates;\\nBy day and night, a heart that still\\nMoves at the breathing of Thy will.\\n5 O give me Samuel s mind\\nA sweet unmurmuring faith,\\nObedient and resigned\\n655", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0667.jp2"}, "668": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nTo Thee in life and death,\\nThat I may read with childlike eyes\\nTruths that are hidden from the wise.\\nRev. James D. Burns, 1857.\\nr 93 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 Now the day is over, x\\nNight is drawing nigh,\\nShadows of the evening-\\nSteal across the sky.\\n2 Now the darkness gathers,\\nStars begin to peep;\\nBirds, and beasts and flowers\\nSoon will be asleep.\\n3 Jesus, give the weary\\nCalm and sweet repose;\\nWith Thy tenderest blessing\\nMay mine eyelids close.\\n4 Grant to little children\\nVisions bright of Thee;\\nGuard the sailors, tossing\\nOn the deep blue sea.\\n5 Comfort every sufferer\\nWatching late in pain;\\nThose who plan some evil\\nFrom their sin restrain.\\n6 Through the long night-watches\\nMay Thine angels spread\\nTheir white wings above me,\\nWatching round my bed.\\n7 When the morning wakens,\\nThen may I arise\\nPure, and fresh, and sinless\\nIn Thy holy eyes.\\n656", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0668.jp2"}, "669": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n8 Glory to the Father,\\nGlory to the Son,\\nAnd to Thee, blest Spirit,\\nWhilst all ages run.\\nRev. Sabine Baring- Gould, 1865.\\nT -Z: 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\n1 Gracious Father, hear our prayer,\\nLeave us not, lest we despair;\\nLet Thine arm our safe-guard be,\\nHear the prayer we raise to Thee:\\nGod of Power, and God of Might,\\nShield Thy servants in the fight!\\n2 Soldiers of the Cross, we stand,\\nTrusting in Thy powerful hand;\\nRock of Strength, to Thee we fly!\\nSave us in adversity!\\nGod of Power, etc.\\n3 Lasting are Thy mercies, Lord;\\nTruth eternal is Thy word;\\nThou shalt reign on Zion s throne\\nThere Thy glory shall be known.\\nGod of Power, etc.\\n4 Songs of triumph we will sing\\nTo the universal King;\\nSound His mighty praise abroad;\\nGlory be to Israel s God!\\nGod of Power, etc.\\nAnon.\\nT 7.7.7.7.\\n1 Lord, this day Thy children meet\\nIn Thy courts with willing feet;\\nUnto Thee this day they raise\\nGrateful hearts in hymns of praise.\\n657", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0669.jp2"}, "670": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n2 Not alone the day of rest\\nWith Thy worship shall be blest:\\nIn our pleasure and our glee,\\nLord, we would remember Thee.\\n3 Help us unto Thee to pray,\\nHallowing our happy day;\\nFrom Thy presence thus to win\\nHearts all pure, and free from sin.\\n4 All our pleasures here below,\\nSaviour, from Thy mercy flow;\\nBut if earth has joys like this,\\nWhat shall be our heavenly bliss?\\n5 Make, O Lord, our childhood shine\\nW^ith all lowly grace, like Thine:\\nThen through all eternity\\nWe shall live in heaven with Thee.\\nBishop William W. How, 1854.\\nCTOO 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\n1 As a bird in meadows fair\\nOr in lonely forest sings,\\nTill it fills the summer air\\nAnd the greenwood sweetly sings,\\nSo my heart to Thee would raise,\\nO my God, its song of praise,\\nThat the gloom of night is o er,\\nAnd I see the sun once more.\\n2 If Thou, Sun of Love, arise,\\nAll my heart with joy is stirred,\\nAnd to greet Thee upward flies\\nGladsome like the little bird.\\nShine Thou in me clear and bright\\nTill I learn to praise Thee right;\\nGuide me in the narrow way,\\nLet me ne er in darkness stray.\\n658", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0670.jp2"}, "671": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 Bless to-day whate er I do,\\nBless whate er I have and love;\\nFrom the paths of virtue true\\nLet me never, never rove;\\nBy Thy Spirit strengthen me\\nIn the faith that leads to Thee\\nThen an heir of life on high\\nFearless I may live and die.\\nAnon, 1580, a.\\nT T 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 If washed in Jesus blood.\\nThen bear His likenss too,\\nAnd, as you onward press\\nAsk, What would Jesus do?\\n2 With willing heart and hand\\nYour daily task pursue;\\nWork, for the day wears on;\\nAsk, What would Jesus do?\\n3 Be gentle e en when wronged,\\nRevenge and pride subdue;\\nWhen to forgive seems hard,\\nAsk, What would Jesus do?\\n4 Be brave to do the right,\\nAnd scorn to be untrue;\\nWhen fear would whisper, yield,\\nAsk, What would Jesus do?\\n5 Give, with a full, free hand\\nGod freely gives to you;\\nAnd check each selfish thought\\nWith, What would Jesus do?\\n6 Then let the golden thread\\nWoven your life-work through,\\nReflecting heaven s own light\\nBe, What would Jesus do?\\nM. C. W., 1870.\\n659", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0671.jp2"}, "672": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n798 7. 6. 8. 8. 6.\\n1 O what can little hands do\\nTo please the King of heaven?\\nThe little hands some work may try-\\nTo help the poor in misery\\nSuch grace to mine be given.\\n2 what can little lips do\\nTo please the King of heaven?\\nThe little lips can praise and pray,\\nAnd gentle words of kindness say\\nSuch grace to mine be given.\\n3 O what can little eyes do\\nTo please the King of heaven?\\nThe little eyes can upward look,\\nCan learn to read God s holy book:\\nSuch grace to mine be given.\\n4 O what can little hearts do\\nTo please the King of heaven?\\nThe hearts, if God His Spirit send,\\nCan love and trust our Saviour Friend\\nSuch grace to mine be given.\\nFarin, 1865.\\nT 11. 11. With Kefrain.\\n1 If I come to Jesus, He will make me glad;\\nHe will give me pleasure when my heart is\\nsad.\\nRefrain.\\nIf I come to Jesus, happy I shall be;\\nHe is gently calling little ones like me.\\n2 If I come to Jesus, He will hear my prayer;\\nFor He loves me dearly, and my sins did bear.\\nRef.\\n660", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0672.jp2"}, "673": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 If I come to Jesus, He will take my hand;\\nHe will kindly lead me, to a better land.\\nRef.\\n4 There with happy children ,robed in snowy\\nwhite,\\nI shall see my Saviour in that world so\\nbright. Ref.\\nFrances Jane Van Alstyne, 1868.\\n800 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\nChoir.\\n1 To David s Son Hosanna!\\nWe children joyful sing\\nHosanna unto Jesus,\\nThe children s Friend and King.\\nCongregation.\\n2 To David s Son, Hosanna!\\nYour elders make reply;\\nHosanna, glad Hosanna!\\nFor us He came to die.\\nChoir.\\n3 Hosanna sing to Jesus!\\nHe was Himself a child;\\nHe shared our childish sorrows,\\nSo patient, holy, mild.\\nCongregation.\\n4 Hosanna sing to Jesus!\\nHe shared our manhood s grief;\\nHe knows our cares and conflicts;\\nOur Brother gives relief.\\nChoir.\\n5 Hosanna sing to Jesus!\\nThe children still He takes\\nUp in His arms and blesses;\\nHe loves and ne er forsakes.\\n661", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0673.jp2"}, "674": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nCongregation,\\n6 Hosanna sing to Jesus!\\nThe youthful and the old,\\nAnd those who long have wandered,\\nHe welcomes to the fold.\\nChoir.\\n7 Hosanna, loud Hosanna,\\nTo Christ the Children s King!\\nWe ll honor and obey Him,\\nAnd youthful tribute bring.\\nCongregation.\\n8 Hosanna, loud Hosanna!\\nMen, women, swell the strain;\\nO er all our thoughts and actions,\\nLord Jesus, ever reign.\\nChoir.\\n9 Hosanna, glad Hosanna!\\nOur youthful voices raise;\\nHosanna, Jesus, Saviour,\\nAccept our feeble praise.\\nCongregation.\\n10 Hosanna, glad Hosanna!\\nOur older voices blend\\nHosanna with the children;\\nWe ll praise Thee without end.\\nChoir and Congregation.\\n11 Praise Him, ye men and maidens;\\nYe fathers, mothers raise\\nHosanna unto Jesus,\\nAnd swell the children s praise.\\n12 Both now and through the ages,\\nIn earth and highest heaven,\\nHosanna, glad Hosanna,\\nBy all to Thee be given.\\nRev. Christopher Newman Hall, 1876.\\n662", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0674.jp2"}, "675": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n801 5. 6. 6. 5. 9.\\n1 The fields are all white,\\nAnd the reapers are fair;\\nWe children are willing,\\nBut what can we do\\nTo work for our Lord in His harvest?\\n2 Our hands are so small.\\nAnd our words are so weak\\nWe cannot teach others:\\nHow then shall we seek\\nTo work for our Lord in His harvest?\\n3 We ll work by our prayers,\\nBy the nickles we bring,\\nBy small self-denials:\\nThe least little thing\\nMay work for our Lord in His harvest.\\n4 Until, by-and-by,\\nAs the years pass at length,\\nWe, too. may be reapers.\\nAnd go forth in strength\\nTo work for our Lord in His harvest?\\nAnon.\\n802 L. M.\\n1 Lord, how delightful tis to see\\nA whole assembly worship Thee!\\nAt once they sing, at once they pray;\\nThey hear of heav n, and learn the way.\\n2 I have been there, and still would go;\\nTis like a little heaven below.\\nXo pleasures can the world display\\nTo tempt me to forget this day.\\n663", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0675.jp2"}, "676": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 O write upon my mem ry, Lord,\\nThe texts and doctrines of Thy word!\\nThat I may break Thy laws no more,\\nBut love Thee better than before.\\n4 With thougths of Christ and things Divine\\nFill up this foolish heart of mine;\\nThat, finding pardon through His blood,\\nI may lie down and wake with G\u00c2\u00aed.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1715.\\n803 7. 6. 7. 6. D. With Refrain.\\n1 We plough the fields, and scatter\\nThe good seed on the land,\\nBut it is fed and watered\\nBy God s almighty hand;\\nHe sends the snow in winter,\\nThe warmth to swell the grain,\\nThe breezes and the sunshine,\\nAnd soft refreshing rain.\\nRefrain.\\nAll good gifts around us\\nAre sent from heav n above;\\nThen thank the Lord, O thank the Lord\\nFor all His love.\\n2 He only is the Maker\\nOf all things near and far;\\nHe paints the wayside flower,\\nHe lights the evening star;\\nThe winds and waves obey Him,\\nBy Him the birds are fed;\\nMuch more to us, His children,\\nHe gives our daily bread.\\nAll good gifts, etc.\\n664", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0676.jp2"}, "677": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\nWe thank Thee, then, Father,\\nFor all things bright and good,\\nThe seed-time and the harvest,\\nOur life, our health, our food:\\nNo gifts have we to offer,\\nFor all Thy love imparts.\\nBut that which Thou desirest,\\nOur humble, thankful hearts.\\nAll good gifts, etc.\\nMatthias Claudius. 1782.\\nTr. Jane M. Lampbell, 1861.\\n804 6. 5. 6. 5. D. With Refrain.\\n1 Brightly gleams our banner,\\nPointing to the sky,\\nWaving on Christ s soldiers\\nTo their home on high.\\nMarching through the desert,\\nGladly thus we pray,\\nStill with hearts united\\nSinging on our way.\\nRefrain.\\nBrightly gleams our banner,\\nPointing to the sky,\\nWaving on Christ s soldiers\\nTo their home on high.\\n2 Jesus, Lord and Master,\\nAt Thy sacred feet,\\nHere with hearts rejoicing\\nSee Thy children meet:\\nOften have we left Thee,\\nOften gone astray;\\nKeep us, mighty Saviour,\\nIn the narrow way. Ref.\\n665", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0677.jp2"}, "678": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n3 All our days direct us\\nIn the way we go,\\nLead us on victorious\\nOver every foe:\\nBid Thine angels shield us\\nWhen the storm-clouds lower,\\nPardon, Lord, and save us\\nIn the last dread hour. Ref.\\n4 Then with saints and angels\\nMay we join above,\\nOffering prayers and praises\\nAt Thy throne of love;\\nWhen the toil is over,\\nThen come rest and peace,\\nJesus in His beauty,\\nSongs that never cease. Ref.\\nRev. Thomas Joseph Potter, 1860.\\nSOS C. M. With Refrain.\\n1 Around the throne of God in heav n\\nThousands of children stand;\\nChildren whose sins are all forgiv n,\\nA holy, holy band.\\nRefrain.\\nSinging, Glory, glory, glory,\\nGlory be to God on high.\\n2 In flowing robes of spotless white\\nSee every one arrayed;\\nDwelling in everlasting light,\\nAnd joys that never fade. Ref.\\n3 What brought them to that world above,\\nThat heaven so bright and fair,\\nWhere all is peace, and joy, and love;\\nHow came those children there? Ref.\\n666", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0678.jp2"}, "679": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n4 Because the Saviour shed His blood\\nTo wash away their sin;\\nBathed in that pure and precious flood,\\nBehold them white and clean. Ref.\\n5 On earth they sought the Saviour s grace,\\nOn earth they loved His Name;\\nSo now they see His blessed face,\\nAnd stand before the Lamb. Ref.\\n6 And is the fountain flowing yet?\\nBlest Saviour, lead us there;\\nThat we those happy ones may meet\\nAnd in their praises share. Ref.\\nAnne H. Shepherd, 1835.\\n806 7. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 7.\\n1 Here we suffer grief and pain,\\nHere we meet to part again;\\nIn heav n we part no more.\\nO that will be joyful,\\nJoyful, joyful, joyful,\\nO that will be joyful,\\nWhen we meet to part no more.\\n2 All who love the Lord below,\\nWhen they die to heaven will go,\\nAnd join with saints above.\\nthat will be joyful, etc.\\n3 Little children will be there:\\nWho have sought the Lord by prayer\\nFrom every Sunday School.\\nthat will be joyful, etc.\\n4 Teachers, too, shall meet above,\\nAnd our pastors, whom we love,\\nShall meet to part no more.\\nO that will be joyful, etc.\\nfi67", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0679.jp2"}, "680": {"fulltext": "CHILDREN S SERVICES.\\n5 O how happy we shall be,\\nFor our Saviour we shall see\\nExalted on His throne.\\nthat will be joyful, etc.\\n6 There we all shall sing with joy,\\nAnd eternity employ\\nIn praising Christ, the Lord.\\nO that will be joyful, etc.\\nThomas Bilby, 1831.\\n807 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 7. 6. 4.\\n1 There is a happy land,\\nFar, far away,\\nWhere saints in glory stand,\\nBright, bright as day;\\nO how they sweetly sing,\\nWorthy is our Saviour King!\\nLoud let His praises ring,\\nPraise, praise for aye.\\n2 Come to this happy land,\\nCome, come away;\\nWhy will ye doubting stand?\\nWhy still delay?\\nO we shall happy be,\\nWhen from sin and sorrow free,\\nLord, we shall live with Thee,\\nBlest, blest for aye!\\n3 Bright, in that happy land,\\nBeams eve*ry eye;\\nKept by a Father s hand,\\nLove cannot die\\nOn then to glory run!\\nBe a crown and kingdom won;\\nAnd bright above the sun,\\nReign, reign for aye.\\nAndrew Young, 1843.", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0680.jp2"}, "681": {"fulltext": "Teachers.\\nSOS Irregular.\\nWe march, we march to victory,\\nWith the cross of the Lord before us,\\nWith His loving eye looking down from the sky,\\nAnd His holy arm spread o er us,\\nHis holy arm spread o er us.\\n1 We come in the might of the Lord of light,\\nWith armor bright to meet Him;\\nAnd we put to flight the armies of night\\nThat the sons of the day greet Him,\\nThe sons of the day may greet Him.\\nWe march, we march to victory, etc.\\n2 Our sword is the Spirit of God on high,\\nOur helmet His salvation;\\nOur banner the cross of Calvary,\\nOur watchword the Incarnation,\\nOur watchword the Incarnation.\\nWe march, we march to victory, etc.\\n3 And the choir of angels with song awaits\\nOur march to the golden Zion;\\nFor our Captain has broken the brazen gates,\\nAnd burst the bars of iron,\\nAnd burst the bars of iron.\\nWe march, we march to victory, etc.\\n4 Then onward we march, our arms to prove,\\nWith the banner of Christ before us,\\nWith His eye of love looking down from above,\\nAnd His holy arm spread o er us,\\nAnd His holy arm spread o er us.\\nWe march, we march to victory, etc.\\nRev. Gerard Moultrie, 1799-1874.\\n669", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0681.jp2"}, "682": {"fulltext": "TEACHERS.\\nSO\u00c2\u00a9 6. 6. 6. 6. D.\\n1 Shine Thou upon us, Lord,\\nTrue Light of men, to-day;\\nAnd through the written word\\nThy very self display;\\nThat so from hearts which burn\\nWith gazing on Thy face,\\nThe little ones may learn\\nThe wonders of Thy grace.\\n2 Breathe Thou upon us, Lord,\\nThy Spirit s living flame,\\nThat so with one accord\\nOur lips may tell Thy Name;\\nGive Thou the hearing ear,\\nFix Thou the wand ring thought,\\nThat those we teach may hear\\nThe great things Thou hast wrought.\\n3 Speak Thou for us, O Lord,\\nIn all we say of Thee;\\nAccording to Thy word\\nLet all our teaching be;\\nThat so Thy lambs may know\\nTheir own true Shepherd s voice,\\nWhere er He leads them go,\\nAnd in His love rejoice.\\n4 Live Thou within us, Lord;\\nThy mind and will be ours;\\nBe Thou beloved, adored,\\nAnd served, with all our powers;\\nThat so our lives may teach\\nThy children what Thou art,\\nAnd plead, by more than speech,\\nFor Thee with ev ry heart.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1881.\\n670", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0682.jp2"}, "683": {"fulltext": "Farewell Service.\\n810 9. 8. 8. 9. With Eefrain.\\n1 God be with you till we meet again,\\nBy His counsels guide, uphold you,\\nWith His sheep securely fold you,\\nGod be with you till we meet again.\\nRefrain.\\nTill we meet, till we meet\\nTill we meet at Jesus feet;\\nTill we meet, till we meet,\\nGod be with you till we meet again.\\n2 God be with you till we meet again,\\nNeath His wings protecting hide you,\\nDaily manna still divide you,\\nGod be with you till we meet again.\\nTill we meet, etc.\\n3 God be with you till we meet again,\\nWhen life s perils thick confound you,\\nPut His arms unfailing round you,\\nGod be with you till we meet again.\\nTill we meet, etc.\\n4 God be with you till we meet again,\\nKeep love s banner floating o er you,\\nSmite death s threatening wave before you,\\nGod be with you till we meet again.\\nTill we meet, etc.\\nRev. Jeremiah E. Rankin, 1828.\\n671", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0683.jp2"}, "684": {"fulltext": "Orphans.\\n811. L. M. 6 1.\\n(Or to Melita.)\\n1 Thou, who madest land and sea,\\nAnd guidest all, in all their ways,\\nWho hearest those who bring to Tnee\\nTheir sacrifice of pray r and praise;\\nO hear Thy children as they bring\\nThemselves a lowly offering!\\n2 Great God, who with a Father s love\\nDost watch o er all created things,\\nAnd gath rest all, below, above,\\nBeneath the shadow of Thy wings;\\nProtect, we pray Thee, now, and bless\\nThy children who are fatherless.\\n3 Thou hearest still the eagle s cry,\\nAnd notest e en a sparrow s fall,\\nThy list ning ear doth heed on high,\\nAnd hearken to the raven s call;\\nThen, heav nly Father, hear and bless\\nThy children who are fatherless.\\n4 Come, heav nly Father, come to-day,\\nFor we Thy children come to Thee,\\nAnd Thou wilt never say us, nay,\\nIf come we in humility;\\nNew-born in Thee, O Father, bless\\nThy children who are fatherless.\\n5 Cast forth upon the barren strand\\nOf this lone world, to Thee we fly;\\nIn faith and hope, we fain would stand\\nBeneath Thy shelt ring arm for aye.\\nStretch forth Thy hand, and pitying bless\\nThy children who are fatherless.\\n672", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0684.jp2"}, "685": {"fulltext": "OFFERINGS.\\n6 And may we all with joyful mind,\\nOur hearts as living off rings bring,\\nThe first-fruits of our life, to find\\nA Father in our heav nly King;\\nAnd earn in life and death to bless\\nThee, Father of the fatherless.\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1881.\\nOfferings.\\n812 7. 7. 7. 7. 8. 8. 8. 8.\\nPart I.\\n1 Holy off rings, rich and rare,\\nOfferings of praise and prayer,\\nPurer life and purpose high,\\nClasped hands, uplifted eye,\\nLowly acts of adoration\\nTo the God of our salvation\\nOn His altar laid we leave them\\nChrist, present them! God, receive them!\\nPart II.\\n2 Promises in sorrow made,\\nLeft, alas! too long unpaid;\\nFervent wishes, earnest thought,\\nNever into action wrought\\nLong withheld, we now restore them:\\nOn Thy holy altar pour them:\\nThere in trembling faith to leave them,\\nChrist, present them! God, receive them!\\n3 Vows and longings, hopes and fears,\\nBroken-hearted sighs and tears,\\nDreams of what we yet might be\\nCould we cling more close to Thee,\\nWhich, despite of faults and failings,\\nHelp Thy grace in its prevailings\\nOn Thine altar laid we leave them:\\nChrist, present them! God, receive them!\\n673", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0685.jp2"}, "686": {"fulltext": "OFFERINGS.\\nPart III.\\nPleasant food and garb of pride,\\nPut for conscience sake aside;\\nLawful luxury foregone\\nTo relieve some little one\\nLoved of Christ, by Him befriended,\\nAnd for His dear love attended\\nOn Thine altar laid we leave them:\\nChrist, present them! God, receive them!\\nLoveless life and joyless mood,\\nChill of cold ingratitude,\\nWhen the world doth Christ betray\\nFollowing too far away,\\nSins which in the daily trial\\nLead too often to denial,\\nHelp, O help us to outlive them:\\nChrist, atone for! God, forgive them!\\nPart IV.\\nBrighter joys and tenderer tears,\\nFonder faith, more faithful fears,\\nLowlier penitence for sin,\\nMore of Christ our souls within;\\nLove which, when its life was newer,\\nBurnt within us deeper, truer\\nLost too long, while we deplore them,\\nJesus, plead for! God, restore them!\\nBeamings of the gentle face,\\nOverflowing gifts of grace,\\nMore of that deep consciousness\\nOf a changeless will to bless,\\nWhich bestows the best assurance\\nOf Eternal Love s endurance\\nLost too often, we deplore them;\\nJesus, plead for! God, restore them!\\n674", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0686.jp2"}, "687": {"fulltext": "OFFERINGS.\\nPast V.\\n8 Homage of each humble heart\\nEre we from Thy house depart:\\nWorship fervent, deep and high,.\\nAdoration, ecstasy:\\nAll that childlike love can render\\nOf devotion true and tender\\nOn Thine altar laid we leave them:\\nst. present them! God. receive them!\\n9 To the Father, and the Son.\\nAnd the Spirit. Three in One.\\nThough our mortal weakness raise\\nrings of imperfect praise.\\nYet with hearts bowed down most lowly.\\nCrying, holy! holy! holy!\\nOn Thine altar laid we leave them:\\nChrist, present them! God. receive them!\\nRev. John S. B. Monsell. 1867.\\n813 S M.\\n1 Thy bounties, gracious Lord.\\nWith gratitude we own:\\nWe bless Thy providential grace\\nWhich showers its blessings down.\\n2 With joy the people bring\\nTheir offerings round Thy throne:\\nWith thankful souls behold we pay\\nA tribute of Thine own.\\n3 Let a Redeemer s blood\\nDiffuse its virtues wide:\\nHallow and cleanse our every gift\\nAnd all our follies hide.\\n4 may this sacrifice\\nTo Thee, the Lord, ascend.\\nAn odor of a sweet perfume.\\nPresented by His hand.\\n.beth Scott, died 1776.", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0687.jp2"}, "688": {"fulltext": "Laying a Corner Stone.\\n^1* 8. 7. 8. 7. D.\\n1 In the Name which earth and heaven\\nEver worship, praise and fear,\\nFather, Son and Holy Spirit,\\nShall a house be builded here;\\nHere with pray r its deep foundations,\\nIn the faith of Christ, we lay,\\nTrusting by His help to crown it\\nWith the top-stone in its day.\\n2 Here as in their due succession\\nStone on stone the workmen place,\\nThus, we pray, unseen but surely,\\nJesus, build us up in grace;\\nTill, within these walls completed,\\nWe complete in Thee are found;\\nAnd to Thee, the one Foundation,\\nStrong and living stones, are bound.\\n3 Fair shall be Thine earthly temple:\\nHere the careless passer-by\\nShall bethink him, in its beauty,\\nOf the holier House on high;\\nWeary hearts and troubled spirits\\nHere shall find a still retreat;\\nSinful souls shall bring their burden\\nHere to the Absolver s feet.\\n4 Yet with truer, nobler beauty,\\nLord, we pray, this house adorn,\\nWhere Thy Bride, Thy Church redeemed,\\nRobes her for her marriage morn;\\nClothed in garments of salvation,\\nRich with gems of heavenly grace,\\nSpouse of Christ, arrayed and waiting\\nTill she may behold His face.", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0688.jp2"}, "689": {"fulltext": "LAYING A CORNER STONE.\\n5 Here in due and solemn order\\nMay her ceaseless pray r arise;\\nHere may strains of holy gladness\\nLift her heart above the skies;\\nHere the word of life be spoken;\\nHere the child of God be sealed;\\nHere the Bread of Heav n be broken,\\nTill He come, Himself revealed.\\n6 Praise to Thee, Master-Builder,\\nMaker of the earth and skies;\\nPraise to Thee, in whom Thy temple\\nFitly framed together lies;\\nPraise to Thee, eternal Spirit,\\nBinding all that lives in one:\\nTill our earthly praise be ended,\\nAnd th eternal song begun!\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1871.\\nSIS L. M.\\n1 O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills\\nThe bounds of the eternal hills,\\nAnd yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands,\\nTo dwell in temples made by hands;\\n2 Grant that all we, who here to-day\\nRejoicing this foundation lay,\\nMay be in very deed Thine own,\\nBuilt on the precious Corner-stone.\\n3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace,\\nThat shall adorn Thy dwelling-place;\\nThe beauty of the oak and pine,\\nThe gold and silver, make them Thine.\\n4 To Thee they all belong; to Thee\\nThe treasures of the earth and sea;\\nAnd, when we bring them to Thy throne,\\nWe but present Thee with Thine own.\\n677", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0689.jp2"}, "690": {"fulltext": "DEDICATION OF A CHURCH.\\n5 The heads that guide endue with skill.\\nThe hands that work preserve from ill,\\nThat we, who these foundations lay,\\nMay raise the top-stone in its day.\\n6 But now and ever, Lord, protect\\nThe temple of Thine own elect;\\nBe Thou in them, and they in Thee,\\never-blessed Trinity!\\nRev. John M. Neale, 1844.\\nDedication \u00c2\u00abof a Church.\\n816 C. M.\\n1 O Thou, whose own vast temple stands,\\nBuilt over earth and sea,\\nAccept the walls that human hands\\nHave raised to worship Thee.\\n2 Lord, from Thine inmost glory send,\\nWithin these walls t abide,\\nThe peace that dwelleth without end\\nSerenely by Thy side.\\n3 May erring minds, that worship here,\\nBe taught the better way;\\nAnd they who mourn, and they who fear,\\nBe strengthened as they pray.\\n4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,\\nAnd pure devotion rise,\\nWhile, round these hallowed walls, the storm\\nOf earth-born passion dies.\\nWilliam Cullen Bryant, 1820.\\n817 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Christ is made the sure Foundation,\\nChrist the Head and Corner-stone;\\nChosen of the Lord, and precious,\\n678", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0690.jp2"}, "691": {"fulltext": "RESTORATION OF A CHURCH.\\nBinding all the Church in one;\\nHoly Zion s help forever,\\nAnd her confidence alone.\\n2 All that dedicated City,\\nDearly loved of God on high,\\nIn exultant jubilation\\nPours perpetual melody;\\nGod the One in Three adorning\\nIn glad hymns eternally;\\n3 To this temple, where we call Thee,\\nCome, O Lord of hosts, to-day:\\nWith Thy wonted loving-kindness,\\nHear Thy people as they pray;\\nAnd Thy fullest benediction\\nShed within its walls alway.\\n4 Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants\\nWhat they ask of Thee to gain,\\nWhat they gain from Thee forever\\nWith the blessed to retain\\nAnd hereafter in Thy glory\\nEvermore with Thee to reign.\\nAnon. Latin, 7th Century.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1851, alt.\\nRestoration of a Church.\\n^1** 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 Lift the strain of high thanksgiving!\\nTread with songs the hallowed way!\\nPraise our fathers God for mercies\\nNew to us their songs to-day:\\nHere they built for Him a dwelling,\\nServed Him here for ages past,\\nFixed it for His sure possessions,\\nHoly ground, while time shall last.\\n679", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0691.jp2"}, "692": {"fulltext": "RESTORATION OF A CHURCH.\\n2 When the years had wrought their changes\\nHe, our own unchanging God,\\nThought of this His habitation,\\nLooked on His decayed abode;\\nHeard our pray r s, and helped our counsels\\nBlessed the silver and the gold,\\nTill once more His house is standing\\nFirm and stately as of old.\\n3 Ent ring then Thy gates with praises,\\nLord, be ours Thine Israel s prayer:\\nRise into Thy place of resting,\\nShow Thy promised presence there!\\nLet the gracious word be spoken\\nHere, as once on Zion s height,\\nThis shall be My rest forever,\\nThis My dwelling of delight.\\n4 Fill this latter house with glory\\nGreater than the former knew;\\nClothed with righteousness its priesthood,\\nGuide us all to rev rence true;\\nLet Thy Holy One s anointing\\nHere its sev nfold blessing shed;\\nSpread for us the heav nly banquet,\\nSatisfy Thy poor with bread.\\n5 Praise to Thee, almighty Father,\\nPraise to Thee, eternal Son,\\nPraise to Thee, all-quiek ning Spirit,\\nEver blessed Three in One:\\nThreefold Pow r and Grace and Wisdom,\\nMolding out of sinful clay,\\nLiving stones for that true temple\\nWhich shall never know decay.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1869.\\n680", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0692.jp2"}, "693": {"fulltext": "Dedication of Church Bells.\\n819 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n1 Raised between the earth and heaven,\\nNow our bells are set on high:\\nIn the Name of Him who givetn,\\nSkill, and strength, and industry.\\n2 For His praise we meekly lay them\\nAs a gift beneath His throne;\\nAll their sweet and noblest music\\nShall resound for Him alone.\\n3 Faithful men afar shall listen,\\nMid their daily toil or rest,\\nWhile the melody shall bid them\\nLove the Church where all are blest.\\n4 Earth s rejoicings, bright and holy,\\nShall be signed with joyful peal;\\nAnd the music from the steeple\\nShall our faith and love reveal.\\n5 They who languish, sick and lonely,\\nShall be mingled, as they sigh,\\nOf the Church s one communion,\\nGod s true home and family.\\n6 When the spirits of the faithful\\nPass away to light and peace;\\nSolemn tones shah then forewarn us,\\nSoon our life and work must cease.\\n7 May these loud and well-tuned voices,\\nPealing forth in grand accord,\\nList our hearts through joy and sorrow\\nTo Thy throne, most gracious Lord.\\nRev. W. B. Smith, 1882\\n681", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0693.jp2"}, "694": {"fulltext": "Dedication of an Organ.\\n820 8. 7. 8. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 7.\\n1 Hark! hark! the organ loudly peals,\\nOur thankful hearts inviting\\nTo sing our great Creator s praise,\\nBoth rich and poor uniting!\\nYe heav fcs and earth, rejoice!\\nAnd ev ry heart and voice\\nYour joyous strains upraise,\\nIn notes of endless praise,\\nBefore His throne forever.\\n2 Hark! hark! the organ loudly peals,\\nOur thankful hearts inviting\\nTo sing the praise of Christ our King\\nBoth rich and poor uniting!\\nWho left His throne on high,\\nAnd lowly came to die,\\nThat we from earth might rise\\nTo realms beyond the skies,\\nAnd live with Him forever.\\n3 Hark! hark! the organ loudly peals,\\nOur thankful hearts inviting\\nTo sing the Holy Spirit s praise,\\nBoth rich and poor uniting!\\nWho bids us flee from sin,\\nAnd makes us pure within,\\nTill ,warmed with heavenly love,\\nWe yearn to sing above\\nGlad songs of praise for ever!\\n4 Hark! hark! the organ loudly peals,\\nOur thankful hearts inviting\\nTo high upraise our songs of praise,\\nBoth rich and poor uniting!\\n682", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0694.jp2"}, "695": {"fulltext": "DEDICATION OF A BURIAL GROUND.\\nTo God the Father, Son,\\nAnd Spirit, Three in One,\\nTill soaring higher and higher,\\nWe join the heavenly choir\\nBefore His throne for ever!\\nRev. Godfrey Thring, 1823.\\nDedication of a Burial Ground.\\n^SJL L. M. 6 1.\\n(Or to Melita.)\\n1 O Thou, in whom Thy saints repose,\\nWhen life s brief conflict finds its close;\\nBehold us met before Thy face\\nTo hallow this their resting place:\\nSafe are the souls whom Thou dost keep,\\nAnd safely here their dust shall sleep.\\n2 Thou knowest, Lord, for Thou hast wept\\nBeside the tomb where Lazarus slept,\\nWhat tears must flow, what hearts must\\nbleed,\\nWhen here we sow the precious seed:\\nThou still rememb rest, on Thy throne,\\nThy garden grave and sealed stone.\\n3 Bid then Thy hosts encamp around\\nThis chosen spot of holy ground:\\nHere let calm hope with memory dwell,\\nAnd faith of heavenly comfort tell:\\nNo thought of ill, no footstep rude\\nProfane the sacred solitude.\\n4 Here when Thy mourners shall repair\\nIn lonely grief and trembling prayer,\\nLift Thou sad hearts and streaming eyes\\nTo those fair glades of Paradise,\\nWhere safe within the guarded gate\\nThy ransomed souls in patience wait.\\n683", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0695.jp2"}, "696": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nAnd when the valley, thick with corn,\\nShall laugh to see Thy harvest-morn,\\nHere may the angel-reapers find\\nFull many a sheaf for Thee to bind,\\nAnd in Thy golden garner store,\\nOur fruit of tears for evermore.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1870.\\nVII. Pilgrimage and the Life\\nEverlasting.\\nPilgrimage.\\n8.7.8.7.8.7.\\n1 Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,\\nPilgrim through this barren land;\\nI am weak, but Thou art mighty;\\nHold me with Thy powerful hand;\\nBread of heaven! Bread of heaven!\\nFeed me now and evermore.\\n2 Open now the crystal fountain\\nWhence the healing waters flow;\\nLet the fiery, cloudy pillar\\nLead me all my journey through;\\nStrong Deliverer! Strong Deliverer!\\nBe Thou still my Strength and Shield!\\n3 When I tread the verge of Jordan,\\nBid my anxious fears subside;\\nBear me through tue swelling current,\\nLand me safe on Canaan s side;\\nSongs of praises! Songs of praises!\\nI will ever give to Thee.\\nRev. William Williams, 1773.\\n684", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0696.jp2"}, "697": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n823 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n(Or to Ratisbon.)\\n1 Heav nward still our pathway tends,\\nHere on earth we are but strangers,\\nTill our road in Canaan ends,\\nSafely past this wild of dangers:\\nHere we but as pilgrims rove,\\nFor our home is there above.\\n2 Heav nward still, my soul, ascend!\\nThou art one of heaven s creations\\nEarth can ne er give aim or end\\nPit to fill thy aspirations;\\nAnd a heav n-enlightened mind\\nEver, turns, its Source to find.\\n3 Heav nward still! God calls to me,\\nIn His word so loudly speaking;\\nGlimpses in that word I see\\nOf the home I m ever seeking;\\nWhile my heart that call attends,\\nStill to heav n my path ascends.\\n4 Heav nward still, when life shall close,\\nDeath to my true home shall guide mer\\nThen, triumphant o er my woes,\\nLasting bliss shall God provide me.\\nChrist Himself the way has led;\\nJoyful in His steps I tread.\\n5 Still then heav nward! heav nward still!\\nThis shall be my watchword ever;\\nHeav n s delights my heart shall fill,\\nChasing joys that filled it never.\\nHeav nward still my tho ts shall run,\\nTill the gate of heav n is won.\\nBenjamin Schmolck. 1731.\\nTr. Frances E. Cox, 1841.\\n685", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0697.jp2"}, "698": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n8^-3: C. M.\\n1 Father, whate er of earthly bliss\\nThat sov reign hand denies,\\nAccepted at Thy throne of grace\\nLet this petition rise:\\n2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart,\\nFrom every murmur free;\\nThe blessings of Thy grace impart,\\nAnd let me live to Thee.\\n3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine\\nMy path of life attend,\\nThy presence through my journey shine,\\nAnd bless its happy end!\\nAnne Steele, 1760.\\n825 8. 8. 9. 8. 8. 9. 8. 8.\\n1 My life is but a pilgrimage;\\nA trav ler to my fatherland,\\n1 seek the City with foundation,\\nWhose Builder, Maker, is my God;\\nAnd gaining there my blest abode,\\nWould ever sing His great salvation.\\nMy life is here a pilgrimage,\\nI m trav ling to my fatherland.\\n2 The hours of life s uncertain day\\nHaste on without a moment s stay,\\nAnd, when once gone, are gone for ever;\\nThey bear me to eternity;\\nLord Jesus, give me eyes to see!\\nWhate er I need to know discover!\\nNor let earth s vain delusions hide\\nThee from my sight, my only Guide!\\n686", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0698.jp2"}, "699": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n3 No journey is without its cares;\\nLife s journey too the spirits wears;\\nIt is not all a path of roses,\\nThe road is narrow,, foes are strong,\\nAnd oft entice me to the wrong;\\nThe tangled thorn my way opposes;\\nO er trackless wilds I m forced to go,\\nAnd, groping, toil my passage through.\\nAt times to me the Sun is bright,\\nThat Sun that sheds its gracious light,\\nAlone to bless the pure in spirit:\\nThen comes the roaring, raging storm,\\nSo loud, terrific its alarm,\\nSo dark, I cannot help but fear it:\\nBut when I think of joys above,\\nMy terror yields its place to love\\n5 Thou, Jesus, once a pilgrim too,\\nWilt prove Thyself a Helper true,\\nOf all my anxious cries, a Hearer,\\nThy warning word in mind I ll keep,\\nAnd, by Thy guidance, every step\\nShall bring me to salvation nearer.\\nMy life and strength are waning fast,\\nLord, with Thy consolations haste!\\n6 That I may grow in holiness,\\nWith stronger faith my spirit bless,\\nAnd thus of stumbling make me heedful.\\nI daily fall help me to rise,\\nAnd, by each fall, yet more to prize\\nThy helping hand, so often needful:\\nWhile in this darkened soul of mine,\\nThy beams of mercy brighter shine.\\n687", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0699.jp2"}, "700": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n7 My lot is here with strangers thrown,\\nAnd by the world I m little known;\\nBut there friends wait with joy to meet me:\\nAnd there, with those I love the most,\\nI ll join in song the angel-host,\\nWhose glories with their welcome greet me.\\nMy Saviour come! no more delay!\\nAnd thither bear my soul away!\\nFriedrich Adolph Lampe, 1683-1729.\\n826 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 A pilgrim and a stranger,\\nI journey here below;\\nFar distant in my country,\\nThe home to which I go.\\n2 Here I must toil and travail\\nOft weary and opprest,\\nBut there my God shall lead me\\nFor everlasting rest.\\n3 There still my thoughts are dwelling,\\nTis there I long to be;\\nCome, Lord, and call Thy servant\\nTo blessedness with Thee!\\n4 Come, bid my toil be ended,\\nLet all my wanderings cease;\\nCall from the wayside lodging\\nTo the sweet home of peace!\\n5 There I shall dwell forever,\\nNo more a stranger guest,\\nWith all Thy blood-bought children,\\nIn everlasting rest:\\n6 The pilgrim s toils forgotten,\\nThe pilgrim s conflicts o er,\\nAll earthly griefs behind us,\\nEternal joys before.\\nPaul Gerhardt, 1666, tr.\\n688", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0700.jp2"}, "701": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nS2TT C. M. D.\\n1 The roseate hues of early dawn,\\nThe brightness of the day,\\nThe crimson of the sunset sky,\\nHow fast they fade away:\\nO for the pearly gates of heav n!\\nO for the golden floor!\\nO for the Sun of Righteousness\\nThat setteth never more!\\n2 The highest hopes we cherish here,\\nHow fast they tire and faint;\\nHow many a spot defiles the robe\\nThat wraps an earthly saint:\\nO for a heart that never sins,\\nO for a soul washed white,\\nO for a voice to praise our King,\\nNor weary day or night!\\n3 Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope,\\nAnd grace to lead us higher;\\nBut there are perfectness and peace,\\nBeyond our best desire:\\nO by Thy love and anguish, Lord,\\nO by Thy life laid down,\\nO that we fall not from Thy grace,\\nNor cast away our crown!\\nCecil F. Alexander, 1853.\\nZ2 C. M. D.\\n1 O mother dear, Jerusalem,\\nWhen shall I come to thee?\\nWhen shall my sorrows have an end?\\nThe joys when shall I see?\\nO happy harbor of God s saints!\\nsweet and pleasant soil!\\nIn thee no sorrow may be found,\\nNo grief, no care, no toil!\\n689", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0701.jp2"}, "702": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n2 No dimming cloud o ershadows thee,\\nNor gloom, nor darksome night;\\nBut every soul shines as the sun,\\nFor God Himself gives light.\\nThy walls are made of precious stone,\\nThy bulwarks diamonds square,\\nThy gates are of right orient pearl\\nExceeding rich and rare.\\n3 Thy gardens and thy gallant walks\\nContinually are green,\\nThere grow such sweet and pleasant flowers\\nAs nowhere else are seen.\\nQuite through the streets, with silver sound,\\nThe flood of life doth flow;\\nUpon whose banks on every side\\nThe wood of life doth grow.\\n4 There trees forevermore bear fruit,\\nAnd evermore do spring;\\nThere evermore the angels sit,\\nAnd evermore do sing.\\nO mother dear, Jerusalem,\\nWould God I were in thee!\\nWould God my cares were at an end,\\nThy joys that I might see!\\n16th or 17th Century.\\n0 6.5.6.5. 12 1.\\nPart I.\\n1 Forward! be our watch-word,\\nSteps and voices joined;\\nSeek the things before us,\\nNot a look behind.\\nBurns the fiery pillar\\nAt our army s head;\\nWho shall dream of shrinking,\\nBy our Captain led?\\n690", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0702.jp2"}, "703": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nForward through the desert,\\nThrough the toil and fight!\\nJordan flows before us;\\nZion beams with light.\\nForward, when in childhood\\nBuds the infant mind;\\nAll through youth and manhood,\\nNot a thought behind:\\nSpeed through realms of nature,\\nClimb the steps of grace;\\nFaint not, till in glory-\\nGleams our Father s face.\\nForward, all the life-time,\\nClimb from height to height,\\nTill the head be hoary,\\nTill the eve be light.\\nForward, flock of Jesus,\\nSalt of all the earth;\\nTill each yearning purpose\\nSpring to glorious birth:\\nSick, they ask for healing,\\nBlind, they grope for day;\\nPour upon the nations\\nWisdom s loving ray.\\nForward, out of error,\\nLeave behind the night;\\nForward, through the darkness\\nForward, into light.\\nGlories upon glories\\nHath our God prepared,\\nBy the souls that love Him\\nOne day to be shared:\\nEye hath not beheld them,\\nEar hath never heard;\\nNor of these hath uttered\\nThought or speech a word.\\n691", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0703.jp2"}, "704": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nForward, marching eastward\\nWhere the heaven is bright,\\nTill the veil be lifted,\\nTill our faith be sight.\\nRev. Henry Alford, 1871.\\n830 6. 5. 6. 5. 12 1.\\nPart II.\\n1 Par o er yon horizon\\nRise the city towers,\\nWhere our God abideth;\\nThat fair home is ours:\\nFlash the streets with jasper,\\nShine the gates with gold:\\nFlows the gladdening river\\nShedding joys untold:\\nThither, onward thither,\\nIn Jehovah s might:\\nPilgrims to your country,\\nForward into light!\\n2 Into God s high temple\\nOnward as we press,\\nBeauty spreads around us,\\nBorn of holiness;\\nArch, and vault, and carving,\\nLights of varied tone;\\nSoftened words and holy,\\nPrayer and praise alone:\\nEvery thought upraising\\nTo our city bright,\\nWhere the tribes assemble\\nRound the throne of light!\\n3 Naught that city needeth\\nOf these aisles of stone:\\nWhere the Godhead dwelleth\\nTemple there is none:\\n692", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0704.jp2"}, "705": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nAll the saints that ever\\nIn these courts have stood.\\nAre but babes, and feeding\\nOn the children s food.\\nOn through sign and token.\\nStars amidst the night;\\nForward through the darkness,\\nForward into light!\\n4 To the Father s glory\\nLoudest anthems raise:\\nTo the Son and Spirit\\nEcho songs of praise:\\nTo the Lord Jehovah.\\nBlessed Three in One\\nBe by men and angels\\nEndless honor done.\\nWeak are earthly praises.\\nDull the songs of night:\\nForward into triumph.\\nForward into light.\\nRev. Henry Alford, 1871.\\n831 8. 7. S. 7\\n1 He that goeth forth with weeping.\\nBearing precious seed in love.\\nNever tiring, never sleeping.\\nFindeth mercy from above.\\n2 Soft descend the dews of heaven.\\nBright the rays celestial shine:\\nPrecious fruit will thus be given.\\nThrough an influence all Divine.\\n3 Sow thy seed, be never weary.\\nLet no fears thy soul annoy:\\nBe the prospect ne er so dreary,\\nThou shalt reap the fruits of joy.", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0705.jp2"}, "706": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n4 Lo, the scene of verdure brightening!\\nSee the rising grain appear;\\nLook again! the fields are whitening,\\nFor the harvest time is near.\\nThomas Hastings, 1858.\\n832 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 7. 5.\\n1 The sands of time are sinking,\\nThe dawn of heaven breaks,\\nThe summer morn I ve sighed for,\\nThe fair, sweet morn awakes.\\nDark, dark hath been the midnight;\\nBut dayspring is at hand,\\nAnd glory, glory dwelleth\\nIn Emmanuel s land.\\n2 O Christ, He is the fountain,\\nThe deep, sweet well of love;\\nThe streams on earth I ve tasted,\\nMore deep I ll drink above;\\nThere to an ocean fulness\\nHis mercy doth expand,\\nAnd glory, glory dwelleth\\nIn Emmanuel s land.\\n3 With mercy and with judgment\\nMy web of time He wove,\\nAnd aye the dews of sorrow\\nWere lustred by His love;\\nI ll bless the hand that guided,\\nI ll bless the heart that planned,\\nWhen throned where glory dwelleth,\\nIn Emmanuel s land.\\n4 The bride eyes not her garment,\\nBut her dear Bridegroom s face;\\nI will not gaze at glory,\\nBut on my King of grace;\\n694", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0706.jp2"}, "707": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nNot at the crown He giveth,\\nBut on His piercdd hand:\\nThe Lamb is all the glory\\nOf Emmanuel s land.\\nAnne R. Cousin, 1857.\\n833 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 Holy Father, Thou hast taught me\\nI should live to Thee alone;\\nYear by year, Thy hand hath brought me\\nOn through dangers oft unknown.\\nWhen I wandered, Thou hast found me;\\nWhen I doubted, sent me light,\\nStill Thine arm has been around me,\\nAll my paths were in Thy sight.\\n2 In the world will foes assail me,\\nCraftier, stronger far than I;\\nAnd the strife may never fail me.\\nWell, I know, before I die.\\nTherefore, Lord, I come, believing\\nThou canst give the power I need:\\nThrough the prayer of faith receiving\\nStrength the Spirit s strength, indeed.\\n3 I would trust in Thy protecting,\\nWholly rest upon Thine arm,\\nFollow wholly Thy directing,\\nThou, mine only Guard from harm!\\nKeep me from mine own undoing,\\nHelp me turn to Thee when tried,\\nStill my footsteps, Father, viewing,\\nKeep me ever at Thy side!\\nRev. John M. Neale, 1850.\\n834 8. 7.8. 7. D.\\n1 Gently, Lord, O gently lead us\\nThrough this lonely vale of tears;\\nThrough the changes Thou st decreed us,\\nTill our last great change appears:\\n695", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0707.jp2"}, "708": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nWhen temptation s darts assail us,\\nWhen in devious paths we stray,\\nLet Thy goodness never fail us;\\nLead us in Thy perfect way.\\n2 In the hour of pain and anguish,\\nIn the hour when death draws near,\\nSuffer not our hearts to languish,\\nSutter not our souls to fear:\\nAnd, when mortal life is ended,\\nBid us on Thy bosom rest;\\nTill, by angel-bands attended,\\nWe awake among the blest.\\nThomas Hastings 1832.\\n835 S. M. D.\\n1 A few more years shall roll,\\nA few more seasons come,\\nAnd we shall be with those that rest\\nAsleep within the tomb:\\nThen, O my Lord, prepare\\nMy soul for that great day;\\nO wash me in Thy precious blood,\\nAnd take my sins away.\\n2 A few more storms shall beat\\nOn this wild rocky shore,\\nAnd we shall be where tempests cease,\\nAnd surges swell no more:\\nThen, O my Lord, prepare\\nMy soul for that calm day;\\nO wash me in Thy precious blood,\\nAnd take my sins away.\\n3 A few more struggles here,\\nA few more partings o er,\\nA few more toils, a few more tears,\\nAnd we shall weep no more:\\n696", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0708.jp2"}, "709": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nThen, O my Lord, prepare\\nMy soul for that blest day;\\nwash me in Thy precious blood,\\nAnd take my sins away.\\n4 A few more Sabbaths here\\nShall cheer us on our way,\\nAnd we shall reach the endless rest,\\nThe eternal Sabbath-day:\\nThen, O my Lord, prepare\\nMy soul for that sweet day;\\nO wash me in Thy precious blood,\\nAnd take my sins away.\\n5 Tis but a little while,\\nAnd He shall come again\\nWho died that we might live, who lives\\nThat we with Him may reign:\\nThen, my Lord, prepare\\nMy soul for that glad day;\\nwash me in Thy precious blood,\\nAnd take my sins away.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1844.\\n836 7. 6. 7.6. D.\\n1 The world is very evil;\\nThe times are waxing late:\\nBe sober and keep vigil;\\nThe Judge is at the gate;\\nThe Judge who comes in mercy,\\nThe Judge who comes in might,\\nTo terminate the evil,\\nTo diadem the right.\\n2 Arise, arise, good Christian.\\nLet right to wrong succeed;\\nLet penitential sorrow\\nTo heavenly gladness lead;\\nmi", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0709.jp2"}, "710": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nTo light that hath no evening,\\nThat knows no moon nor sun,\\nThe light so new and golden,\\nThe light that is but one.\\n3 Far, far, as we have wandered,\\nAnd deep as is our fall,\\nHis mercies never fail us,\\nWho freely pardons all;\\nWho bids His grace abounding\\nLove s mightiness display,\\nAnd David s royal fountain\\nPurge every sin away.\\n4 O home of fadeless splendor,\\nOf flowers that bear no thorn,\\nWhere they shall dwell as children\\nWho here as exiles mourn:\\nMidst power that knows no limit,\\nWhere wisdom has no bound,\\nWhere rests a peace untroubled,\\nPeace holy and profound!\\n5 There grief is turned to pleasure:\\nSuch pleasure as below\\nNo human voice can utter,\\nNo human heart can know;\\nStrive, man, to win that glory;\\nToil, man, to gain that light;\\nSend hope before to grasp it,\\nTill hope be lost in sight.\\nBernard of Cluny. c. U45.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1858.\\nS T 10. 10. 10. 10.\\n(Or to Langran.)\\n1 I journey through a desert drear and wild,\\nYet is my heart by such sweet tho ts beguiled\\nOf Him on whom I lean, my Strength, my Stay,\\nI can forget the sorrows of the way.\\n698", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0710.jp2"}, "711": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n2 Thoughts of His love the root of every grace\\nWhich finds in this poor heart a dwelling-\\nplace,\\nThe sunshine of my soul, than day more\\nbright,\\nAnd my calm pillow of repose by night.\\n3 Thoughts of His sojourn in this vale of tears\\nThe tale of love unfolded in those years\\nOf sinless suffering and of patient grace,\\nI love again, and yet again, to trace.\\n4 Thoughts of His glory on the cross I gaze,\\nAnd there behold its sad yet healing rays:\\nBeacon of hope, which, lifted up on high,\\nIllumes with heavenly light the tear-dimmed\\neye.\\n5 Thoughts of His coming; for that joyful day\\nImpatient hope I watch and wait and pray;\\nThe dawn draws nigh, the midnight shadows\\nflee\\nwhat a sunrise will that advent be!\\n6 Thus while I journey on, my Lord to meet,\\nMy thoughts and meditations are so sweet\\nOf Him on whom I lean, my Strength and\\nStay,\\n1 can forget the sorrows on the way!\\nMary Jane Walker, (Deck) 1842.\\n3 11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 O for the peace which floweth as a river,\\nMaking life s desert places bloom and smile!\\nO for the faith to grasp heav n s bright for-\\never,\\nAmid the shadows of earth s little while!\\n2 A little while for patient vigil-keeping,\\nTo face the stern, to wrestle with the\\nstrong;\\n699", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0711.jp2"}, "712": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nA little while, to sow the seed with weeping,\\nThen bind the sheaves, and sing the harvest\\nsong.\\n3 A little while, to wear the weeds of sadness,\\nTo pace with weary step through miry\\nways;\\nThen to pour forth the fragrant oil of glad-\\nness,\\nThen clasp the girdle round the robe of\\npraise.\\n4 A little while, the earthen pitcher taking\\nTo wayside brooks, from far-off fountains\\nfed;\\nThen the cool lips its thirst for ever slaking\\nBeside the fullness of the Fountain-head.\\n5 A little while, to keep the oil from failing;\\nA little while, faith s flickering lamp to\\ntrim;\\nAnd then, the Bridegroom s coming footsteps\\nhailing,\\nTo greet His advent with the bridal hymn.\\n6 And He who is Himself the Gift and Giver,\\nThe future glory and the present smile,\\nWith the bright promise of the glad forever,\\nWill light the shadows of the little while.\\nJane Crewdson, 1864.\\n839 11. 11. 11. 11.\\n1 I would not live alway! I ask not to stay\\nWhere storm after storm rises dark o er the\\nway;\\nThe few lurid mornings that dawn on us here\\nAre enough for life s woes, full enough for\\nits cheer.\\n700", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0712.jp2"}, "713": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n2 I would not live alway, thus fettered by sin;\\nTemptation without, and corruption within:\\nE en the rapture of pardon is mingled with\\nfears,\\nAnd the cup of thanksgiving with penitent\\ntears.\\n3 I would not live alway; no, welcome the\\ntomb:\\nSince Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its\\ngloom;\\nThere sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise\\nTo hail Him in triumph descending the skies.\\n4 Who, who would live alway, away from his\\nGod,\\nAway from yon heaven, that blissful abode,\\nWhere the rivers of pleasure flow o er the\\nbright plains,\\nAnd the noontide of glory eternally reigns;\\n5 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet,\\nTheir Saviour and brethren, transported, to\\ngreet;\\nWhile the anthems of rapture unceasingly\\nroll,\\nAnd the smile of the Lord is the feast of the\\nsoul?\\nRev. William A. Muhlenberg, c. 1824.\\n840 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 Nearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\nE en though it be a cross\\nThat raiseth me;\\nStill all my song shall be,\\nNearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\n701", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0713.jp2"}, "714": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n2 Though like the wanderer,\\nThe sun gone down,\\nDarkness be over me,\\nMy rest a stone;\\nYet in my dreams I d be\\nNearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\n3 There let the way appear\\nSteps unto heaven;\\nAll that Thou send st to me\\nIn mercy given;\\nAngels to beckon me\\nNearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\n4 Then, with my waking thoughts\\nBright with Thy praise,\\nOut of my stony griefs,\\nBethel I ll raise;\\nSo by my woes to be\\nNearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\n5 Or if on joyful wing,\\nCleaving the sky,\\nSun, moon, and stars forgot,\\nUpward I fly,\\nStill all my songs shall be,\\nNearer, my God, to Thee,\\nNearer to Thee!\\nSarah F. Adams, 1841.\\n702", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0714.jp2"}, "715": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\n8^1 8. 9. 8. 9. 8. 10.\\n1 Lamb without spot, to Thee we kneel,\\nBefore Thy throne of grace low bending;\\nMan art Thou, and for man canst feel,\\nIn mercy to our cry attending,\\nO visit us, grant us Thy peace!\\nDear Saviour, grant us Thy eternal peace!\\n2 When sorrow bends the spirit down,\\nFrom earthly hope and solace turning,\\nThough the hard world upon us frown,\\nIn pity o er Thy children yearning,\\nO visit us, etc.\\n3 When conscience wrings the anguished heart,\\nVainly in grief and fear lamenting,\\nWhat hand but Thine can heal the smart?\\nIn Thy long-suffering love relenting,\\nvisit us, etc.\\n4 When those whom most we cherish here,\\nAt death s cold touch and call are shrink-\\ning;\\nLet Faith, with vision bright and clear,\\nView in Thine arms her loved ones sinking,\\nO visit us, etc.\\n5 And when our last dread hour draws nigh,\\nAnd life s bright day-beams fast are paling,\\nThen, Lord, receive the parting sigh\\nWhen life and eye and heart are failing,\\nO visit us* etc.\\nF. M. H.\\n^^S 6.6.8.6.8.8.\\n1 Change is our portion here;\\nSoon fades the summer sky;\\nThe land-scape droops in autumn sere,\\n703", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0715.jp2"}, "716": {"fulltext": "PILGRIMAGE.\\nAnd spring-flow rs bloom to die:\\nBut faithful is Jehovah s word,\\nI will be with thee, saith the Lord.\\n2 Change is our portion here\\nAlong the heav nly road;\\nIn faith and hope, and holy fear,\\nIn love towards our God;\\nHow often we distrust the word,\\nI will be with thee, saith the Lord.\\n3 Change is our portion here\\nYet midst our changing lot,\\nMidst with ring flow rs and tempests drear\\nThere is that changes not:\\nUnchangeable Jehovah s word,\\nI will be with thee, saith the Lord.\\n4 Changeless, the way of peace;\\nChangeless, Emmanuel s Name;\\nChangeless, the covenant of grace,\\nEternally the same.\\nI change not, is a Father s word;\\nAnd I am with thee/ saith the Lord.\\nJames H. Evans, 1838.\\nC. M.\\n1 Beneath our feet and o er our head\\nIs equal warning giv n;\\nBeneath us lie the countless dead,\\nAbove us is the heaven.\\n2 Death rides on every passing breeze,\\nAnd lurks in every flower;\\nEach season has its own disease,\\nIts peril every hour.\\n3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light\\nOf youth s soft cheek decay;\\nAnd fate descend in sudden night\\nOn manhood s middle day.\\n704", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0716.jp2"}, "717": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age\\nHalt feebly to the tomb;\\nAnd yet shall earth our hearts engage,\\nAnd dreams of days to come?\\n5 Then, mortal, turn! thy danger know\\nWhere er thy foot can tread,\\nThe earth rings hollow from below\\nAnd warns thee of her dead!\\n6 Turn Christian, turn! thy soul apply\\nTo truths divinely given:\\nThe dead, who underneath thee lie,\\nShall live for hell or heaven!\\nBishop Reginald Heber, 1820.\\nThe Christian s Death.\\nS. M. D.\\n1 Servant of God, well done!\\nRest from thy loved employ;\\nThe battle fought, the vict ry won,\\nEnter thy Master s joy!\\nThe voice at midnight came,\\nHe started up to hear;\\nA mortal arrow pierced his fame;\\nHe fell, but felt no fear.\\n2 At midnight came the cry,\\nTo meet thy God prepare!\\nHe woke, and caught his Captain s eye;\\nThen, strong in faith and prayer,\\nHis spirit with a bound\\nLeft its encumbering clay:\\nHis tent, at sunrise, on the ground\\nA darkened ruin lay.\\n705", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0717.jp2"}, "718": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n3 The pains of death are past,\\nLabor and sorrow cease,\\nAnd life s long warfare closed at last,\\nHis soul is found in peace.\\nSoldier of Christ, well done!\\nPraise be thy new employ,\\nAnd, while eternal ages run,\\nRest in thy Saviour s joy.\\nJames Montgomery, 1832.\\nS^S 7.6.7.7.6.\\n1 No, no, it is not dying\\nTo go unto our God,\\nThis gloomy earth forsaking,\\nOur journey homeward taking\\nAlong the starry road.\\n2 No, no, it is not dying\\nHeaven s citizen to be;\\nA crown immortal wearing,\\nAnd rest unbroken sharing,\\nFrom care and conflict free.\\n3 No, no, it is not dying\\nTo hear this gracious word,\\nReceive a Father s blessing,\\nFor evermore possessing\\nThe favor of Thy Lord.\\n4 No, no, it is not dying\\nThe Shepherd s voice to know;\\nHis sheep He ever leadeth,\\nHis peaceful flock He feedeth,\\nWhere living pastures grow.\\n5 No, no, it is not dying\\nTo wear a lordly crown;\\nAmong God s people dwelling,\\nThe glorious triumph swelling\\nOf Him whose sway we own.\\n706", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0718.jp2"}, "719": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n6 No, no, this is not dying,\\nThou Saviour of mankind!\\nThere, streams of love are flowing,\\nNo hindrance ever knowing;\\nHere, drops alone we find.\\nRev. Henri A. Cesar Malan 1830.\\nTr. Rev. Robinson P. Dunn 1850.\\n846 S. M.\\n1 It is not death to die,\\nTo leave this weary road,\\nAnd midst the brotherhood on high\\nTo be at home with God.\\n2 It is not death to close\\nThe eye long dimmed by tears,\\nAnd wake, in glorious repose\\nTo spend eternal years.\\n3 It is not death to bear\\nThe wrench that sets us free\\nFrom dungeon chain, to breathe the air\\nOf boundless liberty.\\n4 It is not death to fling,\\nAside this sinful dust,\\nAnd rise, on strong exulting wing,\\nTo live among the just.\\n5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life!\\nThy chosen cannot die;\\nLike Thee, they conquer in the strife,\\nTo reign with Thee on high.\\nRev. Henri A. Cesar Malan, 1832.\\nTr. Rev. George W. Bethune, 1847.\\n707", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0719.jp2"}, "720": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n^T 9. 4. 9. 9. 4. 6. 6.\\n1 Beyond the smiling and the weeping\\nI shall be soon;\\nBeyond the waking and the sleeping,\\nBeyond the sowing and the reaping,\\nI shall be soon.||\\nRefrain.\\nLove, rest and home! Sweet home!\\nLord, tarry not, but come.\\n2 Beyond the blooming and the fading,\\nI shall be soon;\\nBeyond the shining and the shading,\\nBeyond the hoping and the dreading,\\nI shall be soon. Ref.\\n3 Beyond the rising and the setting,\\nI shall be soon;\\nBeyond the calming and the fretting,\\nBeyond remembering and forgetting,\\nI shall be soon. Ref.\\n4 Beyond the parting and the meeting,\\nI shall be soon;\\nBeyond the farewell and the greeting,\\nBeyond the pulse s fever beating,\\nI shall be soon. Ref.\\n5 Beyond the frost-chain and the fever,\\nI shall be soon;\\nBeyond the rock-waste and the river,\\nBeyond the ever and the never,\\nI shall be soon. Ref.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1870.\\nS^bS CM\\n1 Lord, it belongs not to my care\\nWhether I die or live;\\nTo love and serve Thee is my share,\\nAnd this Thy grace must give.\\n708", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0720.jp2"}, "721": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n2 If life be long, I will be glad\\nThat I may long obey;\\nIf short, yet why should I be sad\\nTo end my toilsome day.\\n3 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet\\nThy blessed face to see:\\nFor if Thy work on earth be sweet,\\nWhat will Thy glory be?\\n4 Then shall I end my sad complaints,\\nAnd weary, sinful days,\\nAnd join with the triumphant saints\\nThat sing Jehovah s praise.\\n5 My knowledge of that life is small,\\nThe eye of faith is dim;\\nBut tis enough that Christ knows all,\\nAnd I shall be with Him.\\nRev. Richard Baxter, 1681, alt.\\nC. M.\\n1 When musing sorrow weeps the past,\\nAnd mourns the present pain\\nTis sweet to think of peace at last,\\nAnd feel that death is gain.\\n2 Tis not that murmuring thoughts arise\\nAnd dread a Father s will;\\nTis not that meek submission flies,\\nAnd would not suffer still:\\n3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys\\nThe path that leads to light,\\nAnd longs her eagle plumes to raise,\\nAnd lose herself in sight.\\n4 O let me wing my hallowed flight\\nFrom earth-born woe and care,\\nAnd soar above these clouds of night,\\nMy Saviour s bliss to share!\\nBaptist W. Noel 1852.\\n709", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0721.jp2"}, "722": {"fulltext": "THE CHRISTIAN S DEATH.\\n850 C. M.\\n1 O for an over-coming faith,\\nTo cheer my dying hours;\\nTo triumph o er the monster, death,\\nAnd all His frightful powers!\\n2 Joyful, with all the strength I have,\\nMy quivering lips should sing,\\nWhere is thy boasted vict ry, grave?\\nAnd where, O death, thy sting?\\n3 If sin be pardoned, I m secure;\\nDeath has no sting beside:\\nThe law gives sin its damning power,\\nBut Christ, my ransom, died.\\n4 Now to the God of victory\\nImmortal thanks be paid;\\nWho makes us conquerors while we die,\\nThrough Christ, our living Head.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1719.\\nSSI 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 When now the solemn hour is nigh\\nThat from this world shall call me,\\nOn what, O Lord, can I rely,\\nWhile terrors would appal be?\\nMy soul and body, to the last,\\nI ll on Thine arm of mercy cast,\\nTis safe to trust Thy mercy!\\n2 My sins may seem in number more,\\nWhile conscience shall recount them,\\nThan sands upon the ocean-shore,\\nThy grace can still surmount them.\\nI ll think, dear Saviour, of the death\\nSustained by Thee; and thus by faith\\nFrom sinking snail uphold me.\\n710", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0722.jp2"}, "723": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\nI am a branch of Thee, the Vine;\\nMy strength from Thee I borrow;\\nRound Thee my tendril hopes shall twine\\nIn death s drear night of sorrow:\\nAnd when tis over, Thou wilt give\\nAn endless life with Thee to live\\nIn bliss Thy sorrows purchased.\\nMy Lord o er death triumphant rose,\\nFrom earth to God ascended;\\nHis victory yields my heart repose,\\nThe fear of death is ended:\\nFor where He is, I too shall come,\\nAnd find with Him a joyful home:\\nWhy should I fear to follow?\\nWith outstretched arms I ll welcome Christ\\nThat He from earth may take me:\\nIn hope my body soon shall rest,\\nTill from the grave He wake me;\\nBut Christ Himself will go before,\\nOf heaven for me throw wide the door,\\nAnd bless my soul in glory.\\nNicolas Hermann, 1480-1561, tr.\\nBurial of the Dead.\\nL. M.\\n1 Unveil Thy bosom, faithful tomb;\\nTake this new treasure to thy trust,\\nAnd give these sacred relics room\\nTo slumber in the silent dust.\\n2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear,\\nInvade thy bounds; no mortal woes\\nCan reach the peaceful sleeper here,\\nWhile angels watch the soft repose.\\n711", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0723.jp2"}, "724": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n3 So Jesus slept; God s dying Son\\nPassed through the grave, and blest the bed:\\nRest here, blest saint, till from His throne\\nThe morning break, and pierce the shade.\\n4 Break from His throne, illustrious morn;\\nAttend, O earth, His sovereign word\\nRestore thy trust; a glorious form\\nShall then arise to meet the Lord.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1734.\\n853 L. M.\\n1 Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep,\\nProm which none ever wakes to weep;\\nA calm and undisturbed repose,\\nUnbroken by the last of foes.\\n2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet\\nTo be for such a slumber meet;\\nWith holy confidence to sing\\nThat death hath lost hisvenomed sting.\\n3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest,\\nWhose waking is supremely blest;\\nNo fear, no woe, shall dim that hour\\nThat manifest the Saviour s power.\\n4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me\\nMay such a blissful refuge be;\\nSecurely shall my ashes lie,\\nWaiting the summons from on high.\\n5 Asleep in Jesus! far from thee\\nThy kindred and their graves may be;\\nBut thine is still a blessed sleep,\\nFrom which none ever wakes to weep.\\nMargaret Mackay, 1832.\\n712", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0724.jp2"}, "725": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n11. 10. 11. 10.\\n1 Call it not death: it is but life beginning\\nLife from the burden of the flesh set free;\\nLife, mid the blessedness of no more sinning;\\nLife in full fellowship, dear Lord, with\\nThee!\\n2 Call it not death, where life is all-pervading:\\nFor when has ceased this frail and fleet-\\ning breath,,\\nAnd all things are made new, and are\\nunfading\\nIn heaven above there shall be no more\\ndeath.\\n3 Call it not death: it brings a radiant morrow,\\nA morrow free from trouble, loss, or care;\\nFor those who sleep in Christ there s no\\nmore sorrow\\nBut cloudless joy, and pleasures true and\\nrare\\n4 Call it not death: for saints who pass its\\nportal\\nShall be with Christ, where there is no\\nmore pain;\\nThe ransomed victor, robed in life immortal,\\nCan never suffer nor be sick again.\\n5 Call it not death: it is but the unveiling,\\nIn regions where there shall be no more\\nnight\\nThe passing into love and joy unfailing\\nThe full inheritance of saints in light.\\n6 Call it not death: how blest is their condition,\\nHow far beyond all restlessness or doubt,\\nWho serve the Lord in jubilant fruition,\\nWho see His face, and shall go no more\\nout.\\nEev. William A. Bathurst, 1889.\\n713", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0725.jp2"}, "726": {"fulltext": "BURIAI OF THE DEAD.\\n8S5 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 Hush! blessed are the dead\\nIn Jesus arms who rest,\\nAnd lean their weary head\\nFor ever on His breast.\\n2 O beatific sight!\\nNo darkling veil between\\nThey see the Light of light,\\nWhom here they loved unseen.\\n3 For them the wild is past,\\nWith all its toil and care;\\nIts with ring midnight blast,\\nIts fiery noonday glare.\\n4 Then the Good Shepherd leads\\nWhere storms are never rife,\\nIn tranquil dewy meads,\\nBeside the Fount of Life.\\n5 Ours only are the tears\\nWho weep around their tomb,\\nThe light of bygone years\\nAnd shad wing years to come.\\n6 Their voice, their touch, their smile,\\nThose love-springs flowing o er,\\nEarth for its little while\\nShall never know them more.\\n7 O tender hearts and true,\\nOur long lost vigil kept,\\nWe weep and mourn for you,\\nNor blame us: Jesus wept.\\n8 But soon, at break of day,\\nHis calm almighty voice,\\nStronger than death shall say\\nAwake, arise, rejoice.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1870.\\n714", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0726.jp2"}, "727": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n8S6 7. 7. 7. 7. 8. 8.\\n(Or to Requiescat.)\\n1 Now the laborer s task is o er;\\nNow the battle-day is past;\\nNow upon the farther shore\\nLands the voyager at last.\\nFather, in Thy gracious keeping\\nLeave we now Thy servant sleeping.\\n2 There the tears of earth are dried;\\nThere its hidden things are clear;\\nThere the work of life is tried\\nBy a juster Judge than here.\\nFather, in Thy gracious keeping\\nLeave we now Thy servant sleeping.\\n3 There the sinful souls, that turn\\nTo the cross their dying eyes,\\nAll the love of Christ shall learn\\nAt His feet in Paradise.\\nFather, in Thy gracious keeping\\nLeave we now Thy servant sleeping.\\n4 There no more the powers of hell\\nCan prevail to mar their peace;\\nChrist the Lord shall guard them well,\\nHe who died for their release.\\nFather, in Thy gracious keeping\\nLeave we now Thy servant sleeping.\\n5 Eearth to earth, and dust to dust,\\nCalmly now the words we say;\\nLeft behind, we wait in trust\\nFor the resurrection-day.\\nFather, in Thy gracious keeping\\nLeave we now Thy servant sleeping.\\nRev. John Ellerton, 1871.\\n715", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0727.jp2"}, "728": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n857 6. 6. 6. 6. D.\\n1 One sweetly solemn thought\\nComes to me o er and o er;\\nI m nearer home to-day\\nThan e er I ve been before:\\nNearer my Father s house\\nWhere many mansions be,\\nNearer the great white throne,\\nNearer the crystal sea.\\n2 Nearer the bound of life,\\nWhere burdens are laid down,\\nNearer to leave the cross,\\nAnd nearer to the crown;\\nBut, lying dark between,\\nAnd winding through the night,\\nThere rolls the unknown stream,\\nThat leads at last to light.\\n3 Jesus, confirm my trust;\\nStrengthen the hand of faith\\nTo feel Thee, when I stand\\nUpon the shore of death,\\nBe near me when my feet\\nAre slipping o er the brink,\\nFor I am nearer home,\\nPerhaps than now I think.\\nPhoebe Cary 1852.\\n858 C. M.\\n1 When downward to the darksome tomb\\nI thoughtful turn my eyes,\\nFrail nature trembles at the gloom,\\nAnd anxious fears arise.\\n2 Why shrinks my soul? in death s embrace\\nOnce Jesus captive slept;\\nAnd angels, hovering o er the place,\\nHis lowly pillow kept.\\n716", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0728.jp2"}, "729": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n3 Thus shall they guard my sleeping dust,\\nAnd, as the Saviour rose.\\nThe grave again shall yield her trust,\\nAnd end my sleep repose.\\n4 My Lord, before to glory gone,\\nShall bid me come away:\\nAnd calm and bright shall break the dawn\\nOf heaven s eternal day.\\n5 Then let my faith each fear dispel,\\nAnd gild with light the grave;\\nTo Him my loftiest praises swell,\\nWho died, from death to save.\\nRev. Ray Palmer, 1843.\\nL. M. 6 1.\\n1 Who knows how near my end may be?\\nTime speeds away, and death comes on.\\nHow swiftly, ah, how suddenly.\\nMay death be here, and life be gone!\\nMy God, for Jesus sake I pray\\nThy peace may bless my dying day.\\n2 Father, cover all my sins\\nWith Jesus merits, who alone\\nThe pardon that I covet wins,\\nAnd makes His long-sought Rest my own.\\nMy God, for Jesus sake I pray\\nThy peace may bless my dying day.\\n3 Then death may come or tarry yet;\\nI know in Christ I perish not.\\nHe never will His own forget;\\nHe gives me robes without a spot.\\nMy God, for Jesus sake I pray\\nThy peace may bless my dying day.\\n717", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0729.jp2"}, "730": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF THE DEAD.\\n4 And thus I live in God at peace,\\nAnd die without a thought of fear,\\nContent to take what God decrees,\\nFor through His Son my faith is clear;\\nHis grace shall be in death my stay,\\nAnd peace shall bless my dying day.\\nEmilia Juliana, Countess of Schwarzburg-\\nRudolstadt, 1688.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1858.\\n860 4. 6.4. 6. D.\\n1 Sleep, thy last sleep,\\nFree from care and sorrow;\\nRest, where none weep,\\nTill th eternal morrow;\\nThough dark waves roll\\nO er the silent river,\\nThy fainting soul\\nJesus can deliver.\\n2 Life s dream is past,\\nAll its sin, its sadness;\\nBrightly at last\\nDawns a day of gladness:\\nUnder thy sod,\\nEarth, receive our treasure,\\nTo rest in God,\\nWaiting all His pleasure.\\n3 Though we may mourn\\nThose in life the dearest,\\nThey shall return,\\nChrist, when Thou appearest:\\nSoon shall Thy voice\\nComfort those now weeping,\\nBidding rejoice\\nAll in Jesus sleeping.\\nRev. Edward A. Dayman, 1868.\\n718", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0730.jp2"}, "731": {"fulltext": "Burial of a Child.\\n861 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8.\\n1 Safe home, safe home in port!\\nRent cordage, shatter d deck,\\nTorn sails, provisions short,\\nAnd only not a wreck:\\nBut, O! the joy upon the shore\\nTo tell our voyage-perils o er!\\n2 No more the foe can harm:\\nNo more of leaguered camp,\\nAnd cry of night-alarm,\\nAnd need of ready lamp:\\nAnd yet how nearly had he failed,\\nHow nearly had that foe prevailed!\\n3 The lamb is in the fold\\nIn perfect safety penned:\\nThe lion once had hold,\\nAnd thought to make an end;\\nBut One came by with wounded side,\\nAnd for the sheep the Shepherd died.\\nSt. Joseph of the Studium, 850.\\nRev. John Mason Neale, 1862, ab.\\nSOS C. M.\\n1 Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears\\nFlow o er our children dead,\\nSay not in transports of despair\\nThat all your hopes are fled.\\n2 If, cleaving to that darling dust,\\nIn fond distress ye lie,\\nRise, and with joy and reverence view\\nA heavenly Parent nigh.\\n3 Though, your young branches torn away,\\nLike withered trunks ye stand,\\nWith fairer verdure shall ye bloom,\\nTouched by the Almighty s hand.\\n719", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0731.jp2"}, "732": {"fulltext": "BURIAL OF A CHILD.\\n4 I ll give the mourner, saith the Lord,\\nIn my own house a place;\\nNo names of daughters nor of sons\\nCould yield so high a grace.\\n5 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears,\\nThrough which Thy face we see;\\nAnd bless those wounds which through our\\nPrepare a way for Thee. [hearts\\nRev. Philip Doddridge, 1750.\\n^63 C. M.\\n1 Tis Jesus speaks: I fold, says He,\\nThese lambs within my breast;\\nProtection they shall find in Me,\\nIn Me be ever blest.\\n2 Death may the bands of life unloose,\\nBut can t dissolve My love;\\nMillions of infant souls compose\\nThe family above.\\n3 Their feeble frames My power shall raise\\nAnd mould with heavenly skill;\\nI ll give them tongues to sing My praise\\nAnd hands to do My will.\\n4 His words the happy parents hear,\\nAnd shout with joy Divine,\\nO Saviour, all we have and are\\nShall be forever Thine!\\nRev. Samuel Stennett, 1787.\\n^e^b 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n(OrtoTJlich.)\\n1 Gentle Shepherd, Thou hast stilled\\nNov/ Thy little lamb s long weeping:\\nAh how peaceful, pale, and mild,\\nIn its narrow bed tis sleeping!\\nAnd no sigh of anguish sore\\nHeaves that little bosom more.\\n720", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0732.jp2"}, "733": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT.\\nIn this world of care and pain,\\nLord, Thou wouldst no longer leave it;\\nTo the sunny, heavenly plain\\nThou dost now with joy receive it;\\nClothed in robes of spotless white,\\nNow it dwells with Thee in light.\\nAh, Lord Jesus, grant that we\\nWhere it lives may soon be living,\\nAnd the lovely pastures see\\nThat its heavenly food are giving;\\nThen the gain of death we prove,\\nThough Thou take what most we love.\\nRev. Johann W. Meinhold, 1835.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1858.\\nThe Resurrection and Judgment.\\n865 9. 6. 5. 7. 4.\\n1 Thou shalt rise! my dust, thou shalt arise!\\nNot always closed thine eyes:\\nThy life s first Giver\\nWill give thee life for ever,\\nHallelujah\\n2 Sown in darkness, but to bloom again,\\nWhen, after winter s reign,\\nJesus is reaping,\\nThe seed now quietly sleeping,\\nHallelujah!\\n3 Day of praise! for thee, thou wondrous day,\\nIn my own grave I stay;\\nAnd, when I number\\nMy days and nights of slumber,\\nThou wakest me!\\n721", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0733.jp2"}, "734": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT.\\n4 Then, as they who dream, we shall arise\\nWith Jesus to the skies,\\nAnd find that morrow,\\nThe weary pilgrim s sorrow,\\nAll past and gone!\\n5 Then shall I the path to Holiest tread,\\nBy my Redeemer led,\\nThrough heav n soaring,\\nHis holy Name adoring,\\nEternally!\\nFriedr. Gottl. Klopstock, 1724-1803.\\nsee 7. 8. 7. 8. 7. 7.\\n1 Jesus, my eternal Trust\\nAnd my Saviour, ever liveth;\\nThis I know; and deep and just\\nIs the peace this knowledge giveth,\\nThough death s lingering night may start\\nMany a question in my heart.\\n2 Christ is risen from the dead,\\nThou shalt rise too, saith the Saviour;\\nOf what should I be afraid?\\nI with Him shall live for ever:\\nShall I fear then? Can the Head\\nRise and leave the members dead?\\n3 Hope s strong chain around me bound,\\nStill shall twine my Saviour grasping:\\nAnd my hand of faith be found\\nAs death left it, Jesus clasping:\\nDeath itself shall never part\\nMine and my Redeemer s heart.\\n4 God Himself in that blest place,\\nShall a glorious body give me;\\nI shall see His blissful face,\\nTo His heavens He will receive me,\\nTo His joyful presence raise\\nEver upon Christ to gaze.\\n722", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0734.jp2"}, "735": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT.\\n5 Then these eyes my Lord shall know,\\nMy Redeemer and my Brother,\\nIn His love my soul shall glow,\\nI myself, and not another!\\nThen from this rejoicing heart,\\nEvery weakness shall depart.\\n6 Let us raise our souls above\\nPleasures in which earth delighteth;\\nGive our hearts to Him in love\\nTo whom death so soon uniteth;\\nThither oft in spirit flee\\nWhere we would forever be!\\nLouisa Henrietta v. Brandenburg, 1667.\\nTr. Moravian Coll. alt.\\n867 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7\\n1 Great God, what do I see and hear!\\nThe end of things created!\\nThe Judge of man I see appear\\nOn clouds of glory seated.\\nThe trumpet sounds: the graves restore\\nThe dead which they contained before;\\nPrepare, my soul, to meet Him.\\n2 The dead in Christ shall first arise,\\nAt the last trumpet s sounding,\\nCaught up to meet Him in the skies,\\nWith joy their Lord surrounding;\\nNo gloomy fears their souls dismay;\\nHis presence sheds eternal day\\nOn those prepared to meet Him.\\n3 But sinners, filled with guilty fears,\\nBehold His wrath prevailing,\\nFor they shall rise, and find their tears\\nAnd sighs are unavailing;\\nThe day of grace is past and gone;\\nTrembling they stand before the throne\\nAll unprepared to meet Him.\\n723", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0735.jp2"}, "736": {"fulltext": "THE RESURRECTION AND JUDGMENT.\\n4 Christ, who diedst and yet dost live,\\nTo me impart Thy merit;\\nMy pardon seal, my sins forgive,\\nAnd cleanse me by Thy Spirit.\\nBeneath Thy Cross I view the day\\nWhen heaven and earth shall pass away,\\nAnd thus prepare to meet Thee.\\nV. 1, Barth. Ringwaldt, 1585.\\nV. 2-4, Rev. William B. Colly er, 1812.\\n868 8. 7. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 When all with awe shall stand around\\nTo hear their doom allotted,\\nO may my worthless name be found\\nIn the Lamb s book unblotted!\\nGrant me a firm, unshaken faith;\\nFor Thou, my Saviour, by Thy Death,\\nHast purchased my salvation.\\n2 Before Thou shalt as Judge appear,\\nPlead as my Intercessor;\\nAnd on that awful day declare\\nThat I am Thy confessor.\\nThen bring me to that blessed place\\nWhere I may see, with open face,\\nThe glory of Thy kingdom.\\n3 Jesus! shorten the delay,\\nAnd hasten Thy salvation,\\nThat we may see that glorious Day\\nProduce a new creation;\\nLord Jesus, come, our Judge and King!\\nCome, change our mournful notes, to sing\\nThy praise for ever. Amen.\\nJohann Madgeburg, 1565.\\nTr. Johann Christian Jacobi, 1722.\\n724", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0736.jp2"}, "737": {"fulltext": "The Life Everlasting.\\nSO\u00c2\u00a9 7. 6. 8. 6. 7. 6. 8. 6.\\n1 Ten thousand times ten thousand\\nIn sparkling raiment bright,\\nThe armies of the ransomed saints\\nThrong up the steps of light:\\nTis finished, all is finished,\\nTheir fight with death and sin:\\nFling open wide the golden gates,\\nAnd let the victors in.\\n2 What rush of Hallelujahs\\nFills all the earth and sky!\\nWhat ringing of a thousand harps\\nBespeaks the triumph nigh!\\nO day, for which creation\\nAnd all its tribes were made;\\nO joy, for all its former woes\\nA thousand fold repaid!\\n3 then what raptured greetings\\nOn Canaan s happy shore;\\nWhat knitting severed friendships up,\\nWhere partings are no more!\\nThen eyes with joy shall sparkle,\\nThat brimmed with tears of late,\\nOrphans no longer fatherless,\\nNor widows desolate.\\n4 Bring near Thy great salvation,\\nThou Lamb for sinners slain;\\nFill up the roll of Thine elect,\\nThen take Thy power and reign:\\nAppear, Desire of nations,\\nThine exiles long for home;\\nShow in the heaven Thy promised sign;\\nThou Prince and Saviour, come.\\nRev. Henry Alford, 1867.\\n725", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0737.jp2"}, "738": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nS^C^ S. IVL\\n1 Forever with the Lord!\\nAmen! so let it be!\\nLife from the dead is in that word,\\nTis immortality.\\n2 Here, in the body pent,\\nAbsent from Him I roam,\\nYet nightly pitch my moving tent\\nA day s march nearer home.\\n3 My Father s house on high,\\nHome of my soul, how near\\nAt times, to faith s foreseeing eye,\\nThy golden gates appear!\\n4 Ah! then my spirit faints\\nTo reach the land I love,\\nThe bright inheritance of saints,\\nJerusalem above!\\n5 Forever with the Lord!\\nFather, if tis Thy will,\\nThe promise of that faithful word\\nE en here to me fulfill.\\n6 Be Thou at my right hand,\\nThen can I never fail;\\nUphold Thou me, and I shall stand;\\nFight, and I must prevail.\\n7 So when my latest breath\\nShall rend the veil in twain,\\nBy death I shall escape from death,\\nAnd life eternal gain.\\n8 Knowing as I am kown,\\nHow shall I love that word,\\nAnd oft repeat, before the throne,\\nForever with the Lord!\\nJames Montgomery, 1835.\\n726", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0738.jp2"}, "739": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n\u00c2\u00bbT\u00c2\u00b1 C. M.\\n1 Jerusalem, my happy home,\\nName ever dear to me!\\nWhen shall my labors have an end,\\nIn joy, and peace, and Thee?\\n2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls\\nAnd pearly gates behold?\\nThy bulwarks with salvation strong.\\nAnd streets of shining gold?\\n3 There happier bowers than Eden s bloom.\\nNor sin nor sorrow know:\\nBlest seats! through rude and stormy scenes\\nI onward press to you.\\n4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe,\\nOr feel at death dismay?\\nI ve Canaan s goodly land in view,\\nAnd realms of endless day.\\n5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there\\nAround my Saviour stand;\\nAnd soon my friends in Christ below\\nWill join the glorious band.\\n6 Jerusalem, my happy home!\\nMy soul still pants for thee\\nThen shall my labors have an end.\\nWhen I thy joys shall see.\\nAnon, fascribed to J. Montgomery.)\\nEckington Coll., c. 1796.\\n872 6. 4. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\n1 I m but a stranger here,\\nHeav n is my home;\\nEarth is a desert drear,\\nHeav n is my home.", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0739.jp2"}, "740": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nDanger and sorrow stand\\nRound me on ev ry hand,\\nHeav n is my fatherland,\\nHeav n is my home.\\n2 What though the tempest rage,\\nHeav n is my home;\\nShort is my pilgrimage,\\nHeav n is my home.\\nAnd time s wild wintry blast\\nSoon will be over-past;\\nI shall reach home at last,\\nHeav n is my home.\\n3 There, at my Saviour s side,\\nHeav n is my home;\\nI shall be glorified,\\nHeav n is my home.\\nThere are the good and blest,\\nThose I love most and best;\\nAnd there I too shall rest,\\nHeav n is my home.\\n4 Therefore I murmur not,\\nHeav n is my home;\\nWhate er my earthly lot,\\nHeav n is my home.\\nAnd I shall surely stand\\nThere at my Lord s right hand;\\nHeav n is my fatherland,\\nHeav n is my home.\\nRev. Thomas R. Taylor, 1836.\\n873 C. M.\\n1 There is a fold whence none can stray,\\nAnd pastures ever green.\\nWhere sultry sun, or stormy day,\\nOr night is never seen.\\n728", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0740.jp2"}, "741": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n2 Far up the everlasting hills,\\nIn God s own light it lies;\\nHis smile its vast dimension fills\\nWith joy that never dies.\\n3 One narrow vale, one darksome wave,\\nDivides that land from this:\\nI have a Shepherd pledged to save\\nAnd bear me home to bliss.\\n4 Soon at His feet my soul will lie\\nIn life s last struggling breath;\\nBut I shall only seem to die,\\nI shall not taste of death.\\n5 Far from this guilty world to be\\nExempt from toil and strife;\\nTo spend eternity with Thee,\\nMy Saviour, this is life!\\nJohn East, 1836.\\nS^i C. M. 5 1.\\n1 There is an hour of peaceful rest\\nTo mourning wanderers giv n;\\nThere is a joy for souls distress d,\\nA balm for ev ry wounded breast:\\nTis found above in heav n.\\n2 There is a home for weary souls\\nBy sin and sorrow driven;\\nWhen tossed on life s tempestuous shoals,\\nWhere storms arise, and ocean rolls,\\nAnd all is drear but heaven.\\n3 There, faith lifts up her cheerful eye,\\nTo brighter prospects given;\\nAnd views the tempest passing by,\\nThe evening shadows quickly fly,\\nAnd all serene in heaven.\\n729", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0741.jp2"}, "742": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n4 Tnere, fragrant flowers, immortal, bloom\\nAnd joys supreme are given;\\nThere, rays Divine disperse the gloom:\\nBeyond the confines of the tomb\\nAppears the dawn of heaven.\\nRev. William Bingham Tappan, 1880, ab.\\n8TS 11. 10. 11. 10. With Refrain.\\n1 Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are\\nswelling\\nO er earth s green fields, and ocean s wave-\\nbeat shore;\\nHow sweet the truth those blessed strains are\\ntelling\\nOf that new life when sin shall be no more.\\nRefrain.\\nAngels of Jesus, Angels of light,\\nSinging to welcome the pilgrims of the\\nnight!\\n2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing,\\nCome, weary soute, for Jesus bids you\\ncome;\\nAnd through the dark, its echoes sweetly ring-\\ning, [Ref.\\nThe music of the gospel leads us home.\\n3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing,\\nThe voice of Jesus sounds o er land and sea,\\nAnd laden souls by thousands meekly stealing,\\nKind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to\\nThee.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ref.\\n4 Rest comes at length: though life be long and\\ndreary,\\nThe day must dawn, and darksome night be\\npast;\\n730", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0742.jp2"}, "743": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nFaith s journeys end in welcomes to the\\nweary,\\nAnd heaven, the heart s true home, will\\ncome at last. Ref.\\n5 Angels, sing on! your faithful watches keep-\\ning;\\nSing us sweet fragments of the songs above;\\nTill morning s joy shall end the night of\\nweeping,\\nAnd life s long shadows break in cloudless\\nlove.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ref.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1854.\\n876 10. 7. 10. 7.\\n1 Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies,\\nBeyond death s cloudy portal,\\nThere is a land where beauty never dies,\\nWhere love becomes immortal.\\n2 A land, whose life is never dimmed by shade\\nWhose fields are ever vernal\\nWhere nothing beautiful can ever fade\\nBut blooms for age eternal.\\n3 We may not know how sweet its balmy air\\nHow bright and fair its flowers\\nWe may not hear the songs that echo there\\nThrough these enchanted bowers.\\n4 But sometimes when adown the western sky\\nA fiery sunset lingers\\nIts golden gates swing inward noiselessly\\nUnlocked by unseen fingers.\\n5 And while they stand a moment half ajar\\nGleams from the inner glory\\nStream brightly through the azure vault afar\\nAnd half reveal the story.\\n731", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0743.jp2"}, "744": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n6 O land unknown, O land of love Divine\\nFather, all-wise, eternal,\\nguide these wandering, way- worn feet of\\nInto these pastures vernal! [mine\\nNancy Amelia Woodbury Priest, 1895.\\nTT 8. 7. 8. 7.\\n(Or to Debenham.)\\n1 Daily, daily sing the praises\\nOf the city God hath made;\\nIn the bounteous fields of Eden\\nIts foundation-stones are laid.\\n2 From the throne a river issues,\\nClear as crystal, passing bright,\\nAnd it traverses the City\\nLike a sudden beam of light.\\n3 There the wind is sweetly fragrant\\nAnd is laden with the song\\nOf the seraphs, and the elders,\\nAnd the great redeemed throng.\\n4 1 would my ears were open\\nHere to catch that happy strain!\\nO I would my eyes some visions\\nOf that Eden could attain!\\nRev. Sabine Baring- Gould, 1867.\\nS^TS 10. 6. 10. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 O city fair, Jerusalem on high!\\nWould God I were in thee!\\nMy longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly!\\nIt would not stay with me;\\nFar over vale and mountain,\\nFar over field and plain,\\nIt hastes to seek its Fountain\\nAnd quit this world of pain.\\n732", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0744.jp2"}, "745": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nO happy day, and yet far happier hour,\\nWhen wilt thou come at last?\\nWhen fearless to my Father s love and power,\\nWhose promise standeth fast,\\nMy soul I gladly render,\\nFor surely will His hand\\nLead her with guidance tender\\nTo heaven, her fatherland.\\nZion, hail! Bright city, now unfold\\nThe gates of grace to me!\\nHow many a time I longed for thee of old,\\nEre yet I was set free\\nFrom yon dark life of sadness,\\nYon world of shadowy naught,\\nAnd God had given the gladness,\\nThere heritage I sought.\\nwhat the tribe, or what the glorious host,\\nComes sweeping swiftly down?\\nThe chosen ones on earth who wrought the\\nThe Church s brightest crown, [most,\\nOur Lord hath sent to meet me,\\nAs in the far-off years,\\nTheir words oft came to greet me\\nIn yonder land of tears.\\nInnumerous choirs before the shining throne\\nTheir joyful anthems rise,\\nTill heaven s glad halls are echoing with the\\nOf that great hymn of praise, [tone\\nAnd all its host rejoices,\\nAnd all its blessed throng\\nUnite their myriad voices\\nIn one eternal song.\\nJohn Matthew Meyfart, 1626.\\nTr. Catharine Winkworth, 1858.\\n733", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0745.jp2"}, "746": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nS^O 7. 6. 7. 6.\\n1 Brief life is here our portion,\\nBrief sorrow, short-lived care;\\nThe life that knows no ending,\\nThe tearless life, is there.\\n2 O happy retribution!\\nShort toil, eternal rest;\\nFor mortals and for sinners\\nA mansion with the blest!\\n3 And now we fight the battle\\nBut then shall wear the crown\\nOf full and everlasting\\nAnd passionless renown;\\n4 And now we watch and struggle\\nAnd now we live in hope,\\nAnd Zion in her anguish\\nWith Babylon must cope;\\n5 But He, whom now we trust in,\\nShall then be seen and known;\\nAnd they that know and see Him\\nShall have Him for their own.\\n6 The morning shall awaken,\\nAnd shadows shall decay,\\nAnd each true-hearted servant\\nShall shine as doth the day.\\n7 Yes, God, my King and Portion,\\nIn fullness of His grace,\\nWe then shall see for ever,\\nAnd worship face to face.\\nBernard of Cluny, c. 1145.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1851.\\n734", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0746.jp2"}, "747": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLAST NG.\\n880 7. 6.7. 6. D.\\n1 The Homeland! 0, the Homeland!\\nThe land of souls free-born!\\nNo gloomy night is known there,\\nBut aye the fadeless morn:\\nI m sighing for that Country,\\nMy heart is aching here;\\nThere is no pain in Homeland,\\nTo which I m drawing near.\\n2 My Lord is in the Homeland,\\nWith angels bright and fair;\\nNo sinful thing nor evil,\\nCan ever enter there;\\nThe music of the ransomed\\nIs ringing in my ears,\\nAnd when I think of Homeland,\\nMy eyes are wet with tears.\\n3 For loved ones in the Homeland\\nAre waiting me to come\\nWhere neither death nor sorrow\\nInvades their holy home:\\ndear, dear native Country!\\nrest and peace above!\\nChrist bring us all to Homeland\\nOf His eternal love.\\nHugh Reginald Haweis, 1855.\\n7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n1 For thee O dear country,\\nMine eyes their vigils keep;\\nFor very love, beholding\\nThy happy name, they weep:\\nThe mention of thy glory\\nIs unction to the breast,\\nAnd medicine in sickness,\\nAnd love, and life, and rest.\\n735", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0747.jp2"}, "748": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n2 O one, O only mansion.\\nO Paradise of joy!\\nWhere tears are ever banished,\\nAnd smiles have no alloy;\\nWith jaspers glow thy bulwarks,\\nThy streets with emeralds blaze,\\nThe sardius and the topaz\\nUnite in the rays;\\n3 Thine ageless walls are bonded\\nWith amethyst unpriced;\\nThe* saints build up thy fabric,\\nThe Corner-stone is Christ.\\nThe cross is all thy splendor,\\nThe Crucified thy praise;\\nHis laud and benediction\\nThy ransomed people raise.\\n4 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean!\\nThou hast no time bright day!\\nDear Fountain of refreshment\\nTo pilgrims far away!\\nUpon the Rock of Ages\\nThey raise thy holy tower;\\nThine is the victor s laurel,\\nAnd thine the golden dower.\\n5 sweet and blessed Country,\\nThe home of God s elect!\\nsweet and blessed Country\\nThat eager hearts expect!\\nJesus, in mercy bring us\\nTo that dear land of rest;\\nWho art, with God the Father,\\nAnd Spirit, ever blest.\\nBernard of Cluny, c. 1145.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1851.\\n736", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0748.jp2"}, "749": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n^^22 7. 6. 7. 6. D.\\n(Or to Urbs Beata.)\\n1 Jerusalem, the golden,\\nWith milk and honey blest!\\nBeneath thy contemplation\\nSink heart and voice opprest.\\nI know not, O I know not,\\nWhat joys await us there;\\nWhat radiancy of glory,\\nWhat bliss beyond compare.\\n2 They stand, those halls of Zion,\\nAll jubilant with song,\\nAnd bright with many an angel,\\nAnd all the martyr throng.\\nThe Prince is ever in them,\\nThe daylight is serene;\\nThe pastures of the bless\u00c2\u00a7d\\nAre decked in glorious sheen.\\n3 There is the throne of David;\\nAnd there, from care released,\\nThe song of them that triumph,\\nThe shout of them that feast;\\nAnd they, who with their Leader\\nHave conquered in the fight,\\nFor ever and for ever\\nAre clad in robes of white.\\n4 O mine, my golden Zion!\\nO lovelier far than gold!\\nWith laurel-girt battalions,\\nAnd safe, victorious fold:\\nO sweet and blessed country,\\nShall I e er see thy face?\\nO sweet and blessed country,\\nShall I e er win thy grace?\\n737", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0749.jp2"}, "750": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n5 Exult, O dust and ashes,\\nThe Lord shall be thy part:\\nHis only and for ever,\\nThou shalt be, and thou art;\\nExult, O dust and ashes,\\nThe Lord shall be thy part\\nHis only and for ever,\\nThou shalt be, and thou art.\\nBernard of Cluny, c. 1145.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neaie, 1851.\\nS 3 6. 5. 6. 5. D.\\n1 Those eternal bowers\\nMan hath never trod,\\nThose unfading flowers\\nRound the throne of God:\\nWho may hope to gain them\\nAfter weary fight?\\nWho at length attain them,\\nClad in robes of white?\\n2 He who wakes from slumber\\nAt the Spirit s voice,\\nDaring here to number\\nThings unseen his choice:\\nHe who casts his burden\\nDown at Jesus cross;\\nChrist s reproach his guerdon,\\nAll beside but loss.\\n3 He who gladly barters\\nAll on earthly ground;\\nHe who, like the martyrs,\\nSays, I will be crowned:\\nHe whose one oblation\\nIs a life of love,\\nKnit in God s salvation\\nTo the blest above.\\n738", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0750.jp2"}, "751": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n4 Shame upon you, legions\\nOf the heavenly King,\\nCitizens of regions\\nPast imagining!\\nWhat, with pipe and tabor\\nDream away the light!\\nWhen He bids you labor,\\nWhen He tells you, Fight?\\n5 Jesus, Lord of Glory,\\nAs we breast the tide,\\nWhisper Thou the story\\nOf the other side;\\nWhere the saints are casting\\nCrowns before Thy feet,\\nSafe for everlasting\\nIn Thyself complete.\\nSt. John of Damascus 750.\\nTr. Rev. John M. Neale, 1862.\\n8. 8. 7. 8. 8. 7.\\n1 Upward where the stars are burning,\\nSilent, silent in their turning\\nRound the never changing pole;\\nUpward where the sky is brightest.\\nUpward where the blue is lightest,\\nLift I now my longing soul.\\n2 Far above that arch of gladness,\\nFar beyond these clouds of sadness,\\nAre the many mansions fair.\\nFar from pain and sin and folly,\\nIn that palace of the holy,\\nI would find my mansions there.\\n3 Where the glory brightly dwelleth,\\nWhere the new song sweetly swelleth,\\nAnd the discord never comes;\\n739", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0751.jp2"}, "752": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nWhere life s stream is ever laving,\\nAnd the palm is ever waving,\\nThat must be the home of homes.\\n4 Where the Lamb on high is seated,\\nBy ten thousand voices greeted,\\nLord of lords, and King of kings.\\nSon of Man, they crown, they crown Him,\\nSon of God, they own, they own Him;\\nWith His Name the palace rings.\\n5 Blessing, honor, without measure,\\nHeavenly riches, earthly treasure,\\nLay we at His blessed feet:\\nPoor the praise that now we render,\\nLoud shall be our voices yonder,\\nWhen before His throne we meet.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1866.\\nS 6. 6. 6. 6. D.\\n1 There is a blessed home\\nBeyond this land of woe,\\nWhere trials never come,\\nNor tears of sorrow flow;\\nWhere faith is lost in sight,\\nAnd patient hope is crowned,\\nAnd everlasting light\\nIts glory throws around.\\n2 There is a land of peace,\\nGood angels know it well;\\nGlad songs that never cease\\nWithin its portals swell;\\nAround its glorious throne\\nTen thousand saints adore\\nChrist; with the Father One,\\nAnd spirit, evermore.\\n740", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0752.jp2"}, "753": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n3 joy all joy beyond,\\nTo see the Lamb who died,\\nAnd count each sacred wound\\nIn hands, and feet, and side;\\nTo give to Him the praise\\nOf every triumph won,\\nAnd sing through endless days\\nThe great things He hath done.\\n4 Look up, ye saints of God,\\nNor fear to tread below\\nThe path your Saviour trod\\nOf daily toil and woe:\\nWait but a little while\\nIn uncomplaining love,\\nHis own most gracious smile\\nShall welcome you above.\\nRev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1861.\\nS^O C. M.\\n1 There is a land of pure delight,\\nWhere saints immortal reign;\\nInfinite day excludes the night,\\nAnd pleasures banish pain.\\n2 There everlasting spring abides,\\nAnd never- withering flowers;\\nDeath, like a narrow sea, divides\\nThis heavenly land from ours.\\n3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood\\nStand dressed in living green;\\nSo to the Jews old Canaan stood,\\nWhile Jordan rolled between.\\n4 O could we make our doubts remove,\\nThose gloomy doubts that rise,\\nAnd see the Canaan that we love\\nWith unbeclouded eyes;\\n741", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0753.jp2"}, "754": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\n5 Could we but climb where Moses stood,\\nAnd view the landscape o er,\\nNot Jordan s stream, nor death s cold flood,\\nShould fright us from the shore.\\nRev. Isaac Watts 1707.\\n887 S. M.\\n1 There is no night in heav n;\\nIn that blest world above\\nWork never can bring weariness,\\nFor work itself is love.\\n2 There is no grief in heaven;\\nFor life is one glad day;\\nAnd tears are of those former things\\nWhich all have passed away.\\n3 There is no sin in heaven;\\nBehold that blessed throng\\nAll holy is their spotless robe,\\nAll holy is their song.\\n4 There is no death in heaven;\\nFor they who gain that shore\\nHave won their immortality,\\nAnd they can die no more.\\n5 Lord Jesus, be our Guide;\\nO lead us safely on,\\nTill night and grief and sin and death\\nAre past and heaven is won!\\nFrancis Minden Knollis, 1859.\\nVerse 5, Rev. John Ellerton, 1871.\\n888 8. 6. 8. 6. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\n1 O Paradise, O Paradise,\\nWho doth not crave for rest?\\nWho would not seek the happy land\\nWhere they that loved are blest;\\n742", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0754.jp2"}, "755": {"fulltext": "THE LIFE EVERLASTING.\\nWhere loyal hearts and true,\\nStand ever in the light,\\nAll rapture through and through,\\nIn God s most holy sight?\\n2 Paradise, O Paradise,\\nThe world is growing old;\\nWho would not be at rest and free\\nWhere love is never cold?\\nW T here loyal hearts, etc.\\n3 O Paradise, O Paradise,\\nTis weary waiting here;\\nWe long to be where Jesus is,\\nTo feel, to see Him near;\\nWhere loyal hearts, etc.\\n4 O Paradise, O Paradise,\\nWe long to sin no more;\\nWe long to be as pure on earth\\nAs on thy spotless shore;\\nWhere loyal hearts, etc.\\n5 O Paradise, O Paradise,\\nWe greatly long to see\\nThe special place my dearest Lord\\nIs destining for me;\\nWhere loyal hearts, etc.\\n6 Paradise, O Paradise,\\nWe shall not wait for long;\\nE en now the loving ear may catch\\nFaint fragments of thy song;\\nWhere loyal hearts, etc.\\n7 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,\\nO keep us in Thy love,\\nAnd guide us to that happy land\\nOf perfect rest above,\\nWhere loyal hearts, etc.\\nRev. Frederick W. Faber, 1862.\\nHy. Anc. and Mod. 1868.\\n743", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0755.jp2"}, "756": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES-\\n1. S. M.\\nWe give Thee glory, Lord,\\nThy majesty adore;\\nThee, Father, Son and Holy Ghost,\\nWe bless for evermore.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1866.\\na. c. M.\\nTo Father, Son and Holy Ghost,\\nThe God, whom we adore,\\nBe glory as it was, is now,\\nAnd shall be evermore.\\nTate and Brady, 1796.\\n3. C. M. D.\\nThe God of mercy be adored,\\nWho calls our souls from death,\\nWho saves by His redeeming Word\\nAnd new-creating Breath;\\nTo praise the Father, and the Son,\\nAnd Spirit all-Divine,\\nThe One in Three, and Three in One,\\nLet saints and angels join.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1709.\\n-5. L. M.\\nPraise God, from whom all blessings flow;\\nPraise Him, all creatures here below;\\nPraise Him above, ye heavenly host;\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nBishop Thomas Ken, 1693.\\n744", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0756.jp2"}, "757": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES.\\nS. L. M.\\nTo God the Father, God the Son,\\nAnd God the Spirit, Three in One,\\nBe honor, praise, and glory given,\\nBy all on earth and all in heaven.\\nRev. Isaac Watts, 1707.\\nO. 6. 6. 4. 6. 6. 6. 4.\\nTo God the Father, Son,\\nAnd Spirit, Three in One,\\nAll Praise be given!\\nCrown Him in every song;\\nTo Him your hearts belong,\\nLet all His praise prolong\\nOn earth, in heaven.\\nRev. Edwin F. Hatfield, 1843.\\nT. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8,\\nO God, forever blest,\\nTo Thee all praise be given;\\nThy Name Triune confest\\nBy all in earth and heaven;\\nAs heretofore it was, is now,\\nAnd shall be so for evermore.\\nBishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1870.\\nNun danket. 6. 7. 6. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6.\\nTo God, the Father, Son,\\nAnd ever blessed Spirit,\\nEternal Three in One,\\nBe glory due Thy merit;\\nAs was in ages past,\\nIs now, and still shall be,\\nWhile endless ages last\\nMost Holy Trinity.\\n745", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0757.jp2"}, "758": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES.\\n0. 7. 6. 7. 6,\\nTo Father, Son, and Spirit,\\nThe God whom we adore,\\nBe loftiest praises given,\\nNow and for evermore.\\n10. 7, 6. 7. 6. D.\\nO Father ever glorious,\\nO everlasting Son,\\nO Spirit all victorious,\\nThrice holy Three in One,\\nGreat God of our salvation,\\nWhom earth and heaven adore,\\nPraise, glory, adoration,\\nBe Thine for evermore.\\n11. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\nSing we to our God above\\nPraise eternal as His love;\\nPraise Him, all ye heavenly host,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost.\\nRev. Charles Wesley 1740.\\nIS. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7. 7.\\nPraise the Name of God, Most High,\\nPraise Him, all below the sky,\\nPraise Him, all ye heavenly host,\\nFather, Son, and Holy Ghost;\\nAs through countless ages past,\\nEvermore His praise shall last.\\nAnon, 1827.\\n746", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0758.jp2"}, "759": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES.\\n13. 7. 7. 7. 7. D.\\nPraise our glorious King and Lord,\\nAngels waiting on His word,\\nSaints that walk with Him in white,\\nPilgrims walking in His light:\\nGlory to the Eternal One,\\nGlory to His Only Son,\\nGlory to the Spirit, be\\nNow, and through eternity.\\nRev. Alexander Thompson, 1869*\\n1^. 8. 7. 8. 7,\\nPraise the Father, earth and heaven,\\nPraise the Son, the Spirit praise;\\nAs it was, and is, be given\\nGlory through eternal days.\\nAnon, 1827.\\n15. 8, 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. or 8, 7. 8. 7. 8. 7.\\nGlory be to God the Father,\\nGlory be to God the Son,\\nGlory be to God the Spirit,\\nGreat Jehovah, Three in One:\\nGlory, glory,\\nWhile eternal ages run.\\nRev. Horatius Bonar, 1866.\\n16. 8. 7. 8, 7. D.\\nPraise the God of all creation,\\nPraise the Father s boundless love;\\nPraise the Lamb, our Expiation,\\nPriest and King enthroned above;\\nPraise the Fountain of Salvation,\\nHim by whom our spirits live:\\nUndivided adoration\\nTo the One Jehovah give.\\nJosiah Conder, 1836-\\n747", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0759.jp2"}, "760": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES.\\n\u00c2\u00b1T. 8, 7. 8. 7. 7. 7.\\nPraise the Father, throned in heaven;\\nPraise the everlasting Son;\\nPraise the Spirit freely given;\\nPraise the blessed Three in One.\\nAs of old* the Trinity\\nStill is worshipped, still shall be.\\nAnon.\\nIS. 8. 7. 8. 7, 8. 8. 7.\\nTo Father, Son and Spirit blest,\\nSupreme o er earth and heaven,\\nEternal Three in One confest,\\nBe highest glory given,\\nAs hath been from the ages past,\\nAnd shall be while the ages last,\\nBy all in earth and heaven.\\nAnon.\\n10. L. M. 6 1.\\nTo God the Father, God the Son,\\nAnd God the Spirit, Three in One,\\nBe honor, praise, and glory given,\\nBy all on earth, and all in heaven;\\nAs was through ages heretofore,\\nIs now, and shall be evermore.\\nRev. Isaac Watts (first 4 lines) 1709.\\nSO. 8. 8. 8. 8. 8, 8.\\nTo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost\\nThe God whom heav n s triumphant host\\nAnd suff ring saints on earth adore,\\nBe glory as in ages past,\\nAs now it is, and so shall last\\nWhen time itself shall be no more.\\n648", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0760.jp2"}, "761": {"fulltext": "DOXOLOGIES.\\nML. Ein feste Burg. 8. 7. 8. 7. 6. 6. 6. 6. 7.\\nTo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,\\nThe God of our Salvation.\\nThe everlasting Three in One,\\nBe endless adoration!\\nNow loud His praise proclaim\\nAnd bless His Holy Name;\\nHonor and Majesty\\nAnd highest Glory be,\\nTo God, our Strength, eternal.\\n22. 10. 10. 10. 10.\\nTo Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest,\\nEternal praise and worship be addrest;\\nFrom age to age, ye saints, His Name adore,\\nAnd spread His fame, till time shall be no\\nmore.\\nRev. Simon Browne, 1710; alt.\\ns^^g^^\\n749", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0761.jp2"}, "762": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\\nHYMN.\\nA few more years shall roll 835\\nA lamb goes uncomplaining 1 forth 150\\nA mighty Fortress is our God 279\\nA pilgrim and a stranger 826\\nA pilgrim through this lonely world 132\\nAbide with me, fast falls the eventide 710\\nAbide with me, O blessed Saviour 557\\nAbide with us our Saviour 29\\nAbove, below, where er I gaze 45\\nAbove the clear, blue sky 764\\nAccording to Thy gracious word 410\\nAcross the sky the shades of night 670\\nAh how shall fallen man 87\\nAlas and did my Saviour bleed 157\\nAll glory be to God on high 1\\nAll glory, praise and honor 776\\nAll hail the power of Jesus Name 207\\nAll is o er, the pain, the sorrow 171\\nAll my heart this day rejoices 110\\nAll people that on earth do dwell 6\\nAll praise to Thee, eternal Lord 106\\nAll praise to Thee, my God this night 712\\nAll that I was, my sin, my guilt 86\\nAlmighty God Thy word is cast 30\\nAlmighty God whose only Son 281\\nAm I a soldier of the cross 559\\nAmid lif e s wild commotion 133\\nAnd is the time approaching 320\\nAnd now the wants are told 33\\nAngels holy high and lowly 606\\nAngels from the realms of glory 104\\nAngels, roll the rock away 176\\nAnother six day s work is done 343\\nApproach, my soul, the mercy-seat 454\\nArm of the Lord, awake, awake 321\\nArm these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord 387\\nAround the throne of God in heaven 805\\nAround the throne of God the hosts angelic 80\\nArt thou weary, art thou languid 450\\nAs a bird in meadows fair 796\\nAs pants the wearied hart for cooling springs 23\\nAs the sun doth daily rise 694\\nAs with gladness men of old 120\\nAsk ye what great thing I have 522\\nAsleep in Jesus, blessed sleep 853\\nAssembled at Thy great command 319\\nAt the Lamb s high feast we sing 400\\n750", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0762.jp2"}, "763": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nAt the Name of Jesus 213\\nAt Thy feet, our God and Father 680\\nAwake and sing the song 612\\nAwake, glad soul, awake, awake 191\\nAwake, my soul, and with the sun 689\\nAwake, my soul, in joyful lays 624\\nAwake, my soul, stretch every nerve 560\\nAwake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire 372\\nBefore Jehovah s awful throne 4\\nBefore the day draws near its ending 721\\nBefore the throne of God above 205\\nBehold, a Stranger s at the door 445\\nBehold the Lamb of God 159\\nBehold the Master passeth by 126\\nBehold the shade of night is now receding 6%\\nBeneath our feet and o er our head 843\\nBeneath the cross of Jesus 483\\nBeyond beyond that boundless sea 40\\nBeyond the smiling and the weeping 847\\nBeyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies 876\\nBlessed Jesus at Thy word 13\\nBlessed Saviour, Thee I love 148\\nBlessing, and honor, and glory, and power 632\\nBlest be the tie that binds 264\\nBlest day of God most calm, and bright 761\\nBlest is the man whose softening heart 288\\nBread of the world in mercy broken 403\\nBreak, new-born year, on glad eyes break 677\\nBreast the wave, Christian 569\\nBrief life is here our portion 879\\nBrightest and best of the sons of the morning 118\\nBrightly gleams our banner 804\\nBy Christ redeemed in Christ restored 406\\nBy cool Siloam s shady rill 783\\nCall it not death it is but life beginning 854\\nCall Jehovah thy salvation 589\\nCall them in, the poor, the wretched 284\\nCalm me, my God, and keep me calm 436\\nCast thy bread upon the waters 294\\nCast thy burden on the Lord 590\\nChange is our portion here 842\\nChildren of the heavenly King 268\\nChrist above all Glory seated 203\\nChrist by heavenly hosts adored 655\\nChrist for the world we sing 541\\nChrist is made our sure Foundation 817\\nChrist is our Corner-stone 17\\nChrist, the life of all the living 153\\nChrist the Lord is risen again 175\\n751", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0763.jp2"}, "764": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nChrist, the Lord, is risen to-day 181\\nChristian dost thou see them 568\\nChristian, seek not yet repose 563\\nChristians, awake, salute the happy morn 114\\nClothed in Thy righteousness 509\\nCome all ye saints of God 476\\nCome, Christian children, come and raise 760\\nCome, gracious Saviour, manifest Thy glory 300\\nCome, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove 242\\nCome, Holy Ghost, Creator, come 230\\nCome, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove 243\\nCome in, O come, the door stands open now 738\\nCome, labor on 529\\nCome, let us join our cheerful songs 614\\nCome let us join our friends above 269\\nCome, Lord, and tarry not 220\\nCome my soul thou must be waking 693\\nCome, my soul, thy suit prepare 416\\nCome, O come, Thou quickening Spirit 233\\nCome, praise your Lord and Saviour 790\\nCome, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 329\\nCome, said Jesus sacred voice 444\\nCome, Thou Almighty King 8\\nCome Thou Fount of every blessing 634\\nCome Thou long-expected Jesus 100\\nCome Thou O come sweetest and kindliest 236\\nCome, Thou Saviour of our race 95\\nCome to the mo ning prayer 420\\nCome to the wedding, Jesus, Friend Divine 754\\nCome unto me, ye weary 143\\nCome, ye disconsolate, where er ye languish 442\\nCome ye saints look here and wonder 185\\nCome, ye thankful people, come 666\\nCome, ye that know and fear the Lord 52\\nComfort, comfort ye my people 96\\nCommit thou all thy griefs 595\\nConquering Prince and Lord of glory 196\\nCrown Him with many crowns 200\\nDaily daily sing the praises 877\\nDays and moments quickly flying 671\\nDay-spring of eternity 684\\nDear Christian people, all rejoice 84\\nDear Jesus ever at my side 785\\nDear Refuge of my weary soul 437\\nDear Saviour, we are Thine 384\\nDeck thyself, my soul with gladness 399\\nDepth of mercy, can there be 460\\nDo not I love Thee, O my Lord 501\\nDread Majesty above 62\\n752", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0764.jp2"}, "765": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nEarth has many a noble city. 121\\nEarth has nothing swee or fair 523\\nEarth with her ten thousand flowers 53\\nEmmanuel, we sing Thy praise 112\\nEnthroned on high. Almighty Lord 245\\nEre yet the dawn has filled the skies 177\\nEternal Father, strong to save 751\\nEternal Source of every joy 653\\nEternal Spirit, God of truth 228\\nEternal Spirit we confess 241\\nEvery morning mercies new 686\\nFairest Lord Jesus 144\\nFar o er yon horizon 830\\nFather, again in Jesus Name we meet 15\\nFather, in Thy mysterious presence kneeling 734\\nFather of all from land and sea 282\\nFather of heaven, who hast created all 379\\nFather of heaven, whose love profound 254\\nFather of mercies bow Thine ear 369\\nFather of mercies in Thy word 330\\nFather, Son and Holy Spirit 3S1\\nFather, whatever of earthly bliss 824\\nFierce was the wild billow. 129\\nFling out the banner, let it float 312\\nFor all the saints, who from their labor s resi 270\\nFor help O whither shall I flee 4:9\\nFor the beauty of the earth 615\\nFor the mercies of the day 364\\nFor thee, O dear, dear country 881\\nFor Thy mercy and Thy grace*. 672\\nForever to behold Hirnshine 508\\nForever with the Lord 870\\nl brth in Thy Name O Lord I go 690\\nForward be our watchword 829\\nFountain of good, to own Thy love 496\\nFrom all that dwell below the skies 3\\nFrom every stormy wind that blows 421\\nFrom Greenland s* icy mountains 304\\nFrom heaven above to earth I come Ill\\nFrom the cross the blood is falling 170\\nFrom the eastern mountains 119\\nGentle Shepherd Thou hast stilled 864\\nGently, Lord, O gently lead us 834\\nGlorious things of Thee are spoken 2-57\\nGlory be to God on high 619\\nGlory be to God the Father 24\\nGlory to God on high 9\\nGo Tabor on spend and be spent 549\\nGo to dark Gethsemane 151\\n753", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0765.jp2"}, "766": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nGod be with you till we meet again 810\\nGod bless our native land 645\\nGod calling yet shall I not hear 446\\nGod is in heaven. Can He hear? 762\\nGod is love His mercy brightens 39\\nGod is my Light 582\\nGod is the refuge of His saints 70\\nGod moves in a mysterious way 72\\nGod my King, Thy might confessing 42\\nGod of mercy, God of grace 90\\nGod of my life, through all its days 626\\nGod of the morning, at whose voice 692\\nGod of the prophets, bless the prophets sons 375\\nGod reveals His presence 18\\nGod, that madeth earth and heaven 729\\nGod the All-terrible 648\\nGod, who madest earth and heaven 695\\nGood Lord, the valleys laugh and sing 667\\nGoodly were thy tents, O Israel 278\\nGracious Father, hear our prayer 794\\nGracious Spirit, Holy Ghost 246\\nGreat Father of each perfect gift 244\\nGreat God, how infinite art Thou 44\\nGreat God of Abraham hear our prayer 291\\nGreat God of nations, now to Thee 638\\nGreat God, the heaven s well-ordered frame 657\\nGreat God to Thee my evening song 726\\nGreat God we sing that mighty hand 679\\nGreat God what do I see and hear 867\\nGreat God, whose universal sway 315\\nGreat King of nations, hear our prayer 647\\nGreat Ruler of all nature s frame 59\\nGreat Shepherd of Thy people, hear 424\\nGuide me O Thou great Jehovah 822\\nHail the day that sees Him rise 195\\nHail, Thou once despised Jesus 212\\nHail to the Lord s Anointed 116\\nHail to the Prince of Life and Peace 211\\nHail to the Sabbath-day 347\\nB ail tranquil hour of closing day 701\\nHallelujah, fairest morning 348\\nHallelujah, hearts to heaven 189\\nHappy the souls to Jesus joined 266\\nHark, hark, my soul! angelic songs 875\\nHark! hark! the organ loudly pealing 820\\nHark! my soul, it is the Lord 443\\nHark ten thousand harps and voices 201\\nHark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes 101\\nHark! the herald- angels sing 108\\nHark! the song of Jubilee 309\\n754", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0766.jp2"}, "767": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nHark! the sound of holy voices 272\\nHark! the voice of Jesus crying 277\\nHark! what mean those holy voices 103\\nHaste, traveler, haste! the night conies on 449\\nHe comes, no royal vesture wearing 97\\nHe giveth His beloved sleep 730\\nHe is coming, He is coming 223\\nHe that goeth forth with weeping 831\\nHead of the Church triumphant 260\\nHear us Thou that broodest 231\\nHear what God the Lord, hath spoken 258\\nHeaven and earth and sea and air 60\\nHeavenly Father, send Thy blessing 780\\nHeavenward still our pathway tends 823\\nHere I can firmly rest 596\\nHere is my heart 388\\nHere, O my Lord I see Thee face to face 398\\nHere we suffer grief and pain 806\\nHigh in the heavens eternal God 65\\nHoi v Bible, book Divine 324\\nHoly Father, Thou hast taught me 833\\nHolv Ghost dispel our sadness 23-5\\nHoly Ghost the Infinite 247\\nHolv Ghost with light Divine 237\\nHoly, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty 248\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord, God of hosts (Montgomery) 251\\nHoly, Holy, Holy Lord, God of hosts (Wordsworth) 255\\nHoly Lord, Holy and Almighty Lord 336\\nHoly night peaceful night 771\\nHoly offerings, rich and rare 812\\nHot Spirit, Lord of glorv 394\\nHoly Spirit Lord of light 238\\nHoly Spirit Lord of love 395\\nHoly Spirit truth Divine 239\\nHonor and glory, thanksgiving and praise 63\\nHosanna be the children s song 781\\nHosanna to the Prince of light 184\\nHours and days and months and years 674\\nHouse of our God. with hymns of gladness 681\\nHow beauteous are their feet 276\\nHow beauteous were the marks Divine 123\\nHow blessed from the bonds of sin 543\\nHow blest am I most gracious Saviour 486\\nHow calm and beautiful the morn 182\\nHow charming is the place 346\\nHow firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord 492\\nHow gentle God s commands 593\\nHow great the joy to be a child of Jesus 491\\nHow great Thy goodness, heavenly Father 78\\nHow helpless guilty nature lies. 85\\nHow lovely shines the morning star 493\\n755", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0767.jp2"}, "768": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN,\\nHow pleasant, how divinely fair 339\\nHow precious is the book Divine 333\\nHow shall I follow Him I serve 134\\nHow sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 506\\nHow sweetly flowed the gospel s sound 124\\nHush! blessed are the dead 855\\nHushed was the evening of song 792\\nI am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus 580\\nI ask not now for gold to gild 553\\nI cannot tell if short or long 578\\nI do not ask, O Lord, that life may be 424\\nI heard the voice of Jesus say 481\\nI journey through a desert drear and wild 837\\nI know in whom I put my trust 485\\nI know that my Redeemer li\\\\es 193\\nI lay my sins on Jesus 477\\nI love the volume of Thy word 338\\nI love Thy kingdom, Lord 265\\nI love to tell the story 769\\nI need Thee every hour 389\\nI need Thee precious Jesus 419\\nI now have found for hope in heaven 482\\nI say to all men far and near 183\\nI sing the almighty power of God 660\\nI trust the Lord 326\\nI want to be like Jesus 787\\nI was a wandering sheep 461\\nI will not let Thee go 728\\nI worship Thee, sweet Will of God 579\\nI would not live alway 839\\nIf God Himself be for me 602\\nIf I come to Jesus, He will make me glad 799\\nIf thou but suffer God to guide thee 604\\nIf through unruffled seas 556\\nIf washed in Jesus blood 797\\nJ f you cannot on the ocean 293\\nI ll praise my Maker with my breath 635\\nI m but a stranger here 872\\nI m not ashamed to own my Lord 586\\nImmortal Love forever full 139\\nIn holy contemplation 478\\nIn the cross of Christ I glory 165\\nIn the hour of trial 567\\nIn the hush of even 722\\nIn the Name, which earth and heaven 814\\nIn the vine-yard of our Father 548\\nIn Thy Name, O Lord, assembling 25\\nIn Thy service will I ever 386\\nIn us the hope of glory 219\\nInspirer and Hearer of prayer 81\\n756", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0768.jp2"}, "769": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nIt came upon the midnight clear 107\\nIt is not death to die 846\\nIt may not be our lot to wield 292\\nJehovah! Jehovah! Jehovah, Thou art worthy 22\\nJerusalem, my happy home 871\\nJerusalem the golden 882\\nJesus, and shall it ever be 393\\nJesus calls us o er the tumult 540\\nJes\u00c2\u00abus Christ is risen to-day 173\\nJesus, I live to Thee 546\\nJesus, I love Thy charming Name. 502\\nJesus, I my cross have taken 534\\nJesus I will trust Thee, trust Thee with my soul 484\\nJesus, King of glory 763\\nJesus lives, and so shall I 178\\nJesus Lord of life and glory 464\\nJesus loves me, this I know 777\\nJesus, Lover of my soul 469\\nJesus, Master, whose I am 149\\nJesus, meek and gentle 772\\nJesus, my eternal Trust 866\\nJesus, my King, Thy kind and gracious sceptre 490\\nJesus my Lord my God my All 498\\nJesus my Lord Thy Dearness does impart 488\\nJesus, my Saviour, look on me 562\\nJesus our risen King 214\\nJesus Refuge of the weary 161\\nJesus, Saviour, pilot me 564\\nJesus shall reign where er the sun 314\\nJesus, Shepherd of the sheep 704\\nJesus sinners doth receive 397\\nJesus, still lead on 136\\nJesus, the Shepherd of the sheep 576\\nJesus, the very thought of Thee 505\\nJesus, Thou art the sinner s Friend 473\\nJesus Thou Joy of loving hearts 407\\nJesus, Thou Source of calm repose 500\\nJesus, Thy blood and righteousness 479\\nJesus, Thy boundless love to me 497\\nJesus, Thy Name I love 524\\nJesus, to Thy table led 402\\nJesus, where er Thy people meet 344\\nJesus who can be 517\\nJesus will I never leave 511\\nJoy to the world the Lord is come 102\\nJust as I am, without one plea 480\\nKingdoms and thrones to God belong 652\\nLamb the once crucified Lion by triumph surrounded 210\\nLamb, without spot, to Thee we kneel 841\\n757", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0769.jp2"}, "770": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.-Continued.\\nHYMN,\\nLamb of our feet, whereby we trace 328\\nLead, kindly Light! amid the encircling gloom 599\\nLead us, heavenly Father, lead us 600\\nLead us, O Father, in the paths of peac* 435\\nLeave it with God, yes, make full surrender 746\\nLet children hear the mighty deeds 782\\nLet heaven arise let earth appear 58\\nLet us with a gladsome mind 620\\nLet Zion s watchmen all awake 373\\nLift the strain of high thanksgiving 81\\nLift up lift up your voices now 186\\nLift up your heads, ye mighty gates 92\\nLight of Light, enlighten me 14\\nLight of the Gentile nations 115\\nLight of the lonely pilgrim s heart 226\\nLight of the world, whose kind and gentle care 598\\nLight of those whose dreary dwelling 224\\nLo, God to heaven ascendeth 197\\nLo He comes with clouds descending 218\\nLo, the feast is spread to-day 401\\nLook from Thy sphere of endless day 280\\nLook, ye saints, the sight is glorious 199\\nLord as to Thy dear cross we flee 137\\nLord, dismiss us with Thy blessing 26\\nLord, for to-morrow and its needs I do not pray 552\\nLord God, we worship Thee 61\\nLord how delightful tis to see 802\\nLord, I cannot let Thee go 432\\nLord I hear of showers of blessing 465\\nLord in the, morning Thou shalt hear 1G\\nLord in Thy Name Thy servant s plead 658\\nLord, it belongs not to my care 848\\nLord Jesus, by Thy Passion 742\\nLord Jesus Christ, be present now 7\\nLord keep us steadfast in Thy word 325\\nLord lead the way the Saviour went 285\\nLord may the inward grace abound 378\\nLord, my portion Thou shalt be 675\\nLord, now we part in Thy blest Name 27\\nLord of all being, throned afar 691\\nLord of glory, Thou hast bought us 519\\nLord of hosts how bright, how fair 759\\nLord of life the Guard and Giver 731\\nLord of our life, and God of our salvation 263\\nLord of the Church, we humbly pray 370\\nLord of the harvest, once again 668\\nLord of the harvest, Thee we hail 664\\nLord of the Sabbaths, hear us cry 342\\nLord of the worlds above 366\\nLord, remove the veil away 357\\nLord speak to me that I may speak 290\\n758", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0770.jp2"}, "771": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.-Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nLord, Thine image Thou hast lent me 512\\nLord this day Thy children meet 795\\nLord Thou art my Rock of strength 555\\nLord, Thou hast searched and seen me through 50\\nLord, Thou in all things like wast made 138\\nLord, Thy word abideth 327\\nLord to Thee alone we turn 169\\nLord we come before Thee now 19\\nLord when we bend before Thy throne 21\\nLord while for all mankind we pray 641\\nLord who hast made the marriage- state 733\\nLord with glowing heart I* d praise Thee 625\\nLove Divine, all loves excelling 440\\nMajestic sweetness sits enthroned 208\\nMany centuries have fled 414\\nMid evening shadows let us all be watching 697\\nMightv God, while angels bless Thee 621\\nMore love to Thee O Christ 433\\nMore than all, one thing my heart is craving 515\\nMorn s roseate hues have decked the sky 179\\nMust Jesus bear the cross alone 545\\nMy country tis of thee 644\\nMy dear Redeemer, and my Lord 127\\nMy faith looks up to Thee 475\\nMy glorious Victor, Prince Divine 531\\nM y God accept my heart this day 391\\nMy God and Father, while I stray 438\\nMy God and is the table spread 404\\nMy God, how endless is Thy love 713\\nMy God, how wonderful art Thou 47\\nMy God, I love Thee not because 507\\nMy God, is any hour so sweet 439\\nMy God, my King, Thy various praise 627\\nMy God permit me not to be 429\\nMy God permit my tongue 431\\nMy heart is fixed immortal God 544\\nMy hope is built on nothing less 489\\nMy Jesus, as Thou wilt 603\\nMy life is but a pilgrimage 825\\nMy Lord, my Love, was crucified 351\\nMy Lord my Master, at Thy feet adoring 162\\nMy Maker and my King 61\\nMy soul be on thy guard 515\\nMy soul repeat His praise 44\\nNearer, my God, to Thee 840\\nNew every morning is the -love. 685\\nNight s shadows falling, men to rest are calling 698\\nNo, no, it is no dying 845\\nNow begin the heavenly theme 618\\nNow God be with us, for the night is closing 724\\n759", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": 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hand 639\\nO God, my Strength and Fortitude 79\\nO God of Bethel, by whose hand 786\\nO God of love, O King of peace 646\\nO God of mercy God of might 520\\nO God, the Rock of Ages 57\\nO God Thy power is wonderful 54\\nO God we praise Thee and confess 252\\nO grant us light, that we may know 240\\nO happy band of pilgrims 533\\nO happy day, that fixed my choice 385\\nO he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken 301\\nO help us Lord each hour of need 574\\nO Holy Ghost, Thou God of peace 283\\nO Holy, Holy, Holy Lord 253\\nO Holy Spirit enter in 227\\nO how could I forget Him 514\\nO how shall I receive Thee 93\\nO Jesus Christ, grow Thou in me 551\\nO Jesus, crucified for man 147\\nO Jesus I have promised 571\\nO Jesus King most wonderful 504\\nO Jesus, Lord of heavenly grace 683\\nO Jesus, our salvation 463\\nO Jesus, Thou art standing 451\\nO Jesus, when I think of Thee 495\\n760", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0772.jp2"}, "773": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nO Lamb of God still keep me 166\\nO Lamb of God who bleeding 145\\nO let him whose sorrow 581\\nO Light, whose beams illumine all 125\\nO little town of Bethlehem 113\\nO living Bread from heaven 405\\nO Lord be with us when we sail 748\\nO Lord how happy should we be 584\\nO Lord of heaven and earth and sea 521\\nO Lord of hosts Almighty King 651\\nO Lord of hosts, whose glory fills 815\\nO Lord our fathers oft have told. 642\\nO Lord our hearts would give Thee praise 758\\nO Lord turn not Thy face away 457\\nO Love Divine, how sweet Thou art 518\\nO Love, how deep, how broad, how high 135\\nO Love that will not let me go 516\\nO Master, let me walk with Thee 140\\nO Master, when Thou callest 528\\nO Mother dear, Jerusalem 828\\nO Paradise, O Paradise 888\\nO perfect Love, all human thought transcending 752\\nO render thanks to God above 628\\nO render thanks unto the Lord 623\\nO Rock of Ages, one foundation 396\\nO sacred Head now wounded 160\\nO Saviour, may we never rest 526\\nO sing to God, the God of boundless power 77\\nO Son of God, we wait for Thee 225\\nO Spirit of the living God 371\\nO still in accents sweet and strong 287\\nO Strength and Stay, upholding all creation 735\\nO sweetly breathe the lyres above 530\\nO that I had a thousand voices 610\\nO that the Lord would guide my ways 392\\nO Thou eternal Victim slain 215\\nO Thou in whom Thy saints repose 821\\nO Thou, the contrite sinner s Friend 456\\nO Thou to whose all-searching sight 428\\nO Thou, who driest the mourner s tears 587\\nO Thou, who madest land and sea 811\\nO Thou, who through this holy week 155\\nO Thou, whose own vast temple stands 816\\nO what can little hands do 798\\nO what, if we are Christ s 275\\nO where are kings and empires now 262\\nO where is He that trod the sea 141\\nO who is like the mighty One 66\\nO why shall we our Country love 643\\nO Word of God Incarnate 332\\nO world, behold upon the tree 158\\n761", 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356\\nPour blessed gospel, glorious news of men 311\\nPour out Thy Spirit from on high 368\\nPraise God from whom all blessings flow 2\\nPraise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits 654\\nPraise, my soul, the King of heaven 91\\nPraise the Lord, ye heavens adore Him 49\\nPraise the Rock of our salvation 259\\nPraise thou the Lord, O my soul, now praise Him 631\\nPraise thou the Lord the Almighty who reigneth 633\\nPraise to God immortal praise 662\\nPraise to Thee, Thou great Creator 56\\nPraise ye Jehovah, praise the Lord most holy 629\\nPrayer is the soul s sincere desire 422\\nPrecious, precious blood of Jesus 743\\nProstrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet 455\\nQuiet, Lord, my froward heart 415\\nRaise high the notes of exultation 755\\nRaised between the earth and heaven 819\\nRejoice all ye believers 222\\nRejoice, the Lord is King 206\\nRescue the perishing, comfort the dying 299\\nRest in the Lord O words of love 510\\nRest of the weary, joy of the sad 575\\nReturn, O wanderer, Ireturn 447\\nRevive Thy work, O Lord 296\\nRide on, ride on in majesty 146\\nRise, crowned with light, imperial Salem rise 310\\n762", "height": "3799", "width": "2295", "jp2-path": "hymnalofevangeli00stlo_0774.jp2"}, "775": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF HYMNS.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Continued.\\nHYMN.\\nRise, glorious Conqueror, rise 194\\nRock of Ages cleft for rue 470\\nRoll on thou mighty ocean 307\\nRound the Lord in glory seated 249\\nSafe home safe home in port 861\\nSafe in the arms of Jesus 784\\nSafely through another week 350\\nSaints of God the dawn is brightening 298\\nSaviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise 31\\nSaviour, blessed Saviour 608\\nSaviour, breathe an evening blessing 711\\nSaviour, now the day is ending 791\\nSaviour, sprinkle many nations 316\\nSaviour, teach me, day by day 527\\nSaviour, to Thee we raise our hymn of gladness 365\\nSaviour, when in dust to Thee.* 468\\nSaviour, who Thy flock art feeding 376\\nSaw you never, in the twilight 779\\nSee, the Conqueror mounts in triumph 198\\nServant of God well done 844\\nShepherd of souls refresh and bless 408\\nShepherd of tender youth 775\\nShine Thou upon us Lord 809\\nSing, my soul, to God who made thee 630\\nSing, my tongue, the Saviour s battle 163\\nSing praise to God who reigns above 636\\nSing to the Lord a joyful song 611\\nSing to the Lord of harvest 665\\nSing we the song of those who stand 11\\nSing with all the sons of glory 188\\nSleep thy last sieep 860\\nSoftly now the light of day 719\\nSoldiers of the cross arise 297\\nSometimes a light surprises 591\\nSongs of praise the angels sang 622\\nSouls of men, why will ye scatter 441\\nSovereign Ruler bf the^skies 68\\nSpirit Divine, attend our prayers 353\\nSpirit of God, descend upon my heart 232\\nSpread, O. spread, thou mighty word 337\\nStand, soldier of the cross 382\\nStand up and bless the Lord 89\\nStand up stand up for Jesus 538\\nStanding at the portal 675\\nStar of peace, to wanderers dreary 750\\nStars of the morning, so gloriously 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