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O Blessed Jesus! This

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1. O blessèd Jesus! This Thy lowly manger is The paradise where oft my soul would feed: Here is the place, my Lord, Where lies th’eternal Word Clothed with our flesh, made like to us indeed. 2. For He whose mighty sway The winds and seas obey, Submits to serve, and stoops to those who sin; The glorious Son of God Doth bear the mortal load Of earth and dust, like us and all our kin. 3. For thus, O God supreme, Wilt Thou our flesh redeem, And rise it to Thy throne o’er every height: Eternal Strength, here Thou To brotherhood dost bow With transient things that pass like mists of night. 4. Thy glory and Thy joy All woe and grief destroy; Thou, heavenly Treasure, dost all wealth restore! Thou deep and living Well! Thou great Immanuel Dost conquer sin and death for evermore! 5. Then come, whoe’er thou art O poor desponding heart, Take courage now, let this thy fears dispel, That since His Son most dear Thy God hath giv’n thee here, It cannot be but God doth love thee well. 6. How often dost thou think Thou thou must surely sink, That hope and comfort are no more for thee; Come hither then and gaze Upon this Infant’s face, And here the love of God incarnate see. 7. Ah now the blessèd door Stands open evermore To all the joys of this world and the next: This Babe will be our Friend, And quickly make an end Of all that faithful hearts long time hath vexed. 8. Then, earth, we care no more To seek thy richest store, If but this treasure will be still our own; And he who holds it fast, Till all this life is past, Our Lord will crown with joy before His throne. Text Sources: Praxis Pietatis Melica, by Johann Crüger, 1656; translation in Lyra Germanica: Second Series, 1858, p. 18

Father, all-powerful, thine is the kingdom

Author: Patrick Appleford, 1925- Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 3 hymnals Topics: General Hymns God the Father Used With Tune: WAS LEBET

Rise, Men of Destiny

Author: Lois Bailey Wills Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Rise, men of destiny, our troubled planet calls Used With Tune: RUSSIAN HYMN

Pray For the Wanderer

Author: Charles M. Hott Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 27 hymnals First Line: Far in the desert wild, walking a dreary way Lyrics: 1 Far in the desert wild, walking a dreary way, Suffering and sin defiled, going astray. Refrain: Pray for the wanderer, Pray for the wanderer, Pray for the wanderer, Going astray! 2 Tenderly bid, they come, back from sin’s wilderness, Come to our Father’s home, saved by His grace. [Refrain] 3 Plead now at mercy’s gate for each poor wandering one; Soon it will be too late, life will be done. [Refrain] 4 Pray, and with love entreat, all who by sin are pressed, Bid them at Jesus’ feet find endless rest. [Refrain] Used With Tune: ASHGABAT Text Sources: Sweet Fields of Eden, by Aldine Kieffer, John H. Tenny and William B. Blake (Dayton, VA: Ruebush, Kieffer & Company, 1882)

First Came The Hour of Prayer

Author: W. Chatterton Dix Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: First came the hour of prayer, calm in the mountain air Lyrics: 1 First came the hour of prayer, calm in the mountain air, And then with sudden blaze came glorious sight; Yet proud of heart, wouldst thou be blest on Tabor’s brow, Before thy patient prayers have stormed its height? 2 Or thou hast slept perchance; oh, for an angel’s glance, Oh, for a light to pierce, mystery to scan! With face of dazzling light, in raiment pure and white, With reverent gaze, behold the Son of Man. 3 Alas! hadst thou but known the vision to be shown, Eagerly thou hadst strained thine anxious eyes; Thy Lord transfigured there, the while His unknown prayer Rose up, by angels borne to wondering skies. 4 How hadst thou watched! But now, before the Altered bow, The Altered, still for thee, the very same; That Babe on Mary’s knee, now Christ to die for thee, Clothed in a wondrous robe of burning flame. 5 From hidden grave afar, from mystic fiery car, Lord of the ages past, future, and space, The living and the dead brings to this mountain dread, Bright with the radiance of incarnate grace. 6 No thunders shake the air, no lightnings strike despair, Yet see the Prophet and law Giver here; God talks with men, and they His glory see today, Nor fall in dread amaze, for Christ is near. 7 Oh, in this awful hour of rule and kingly power, The Lord of Glory now speaks unto them; Hear, mid the shining light, He tells of coming night, Death that awaits Him at Jerusalem. 8 Proud heart, when soaring high, scaling the very sky, Self-throned awhile in some seventh heav’n of bliss; Think thou with trembling breath of darkness and of death, Thy Lord from Tabor’s mount hath taught thee this. 9 And when the cloud is near, and flesh shrinks down in fear, As thou art treading on dread paths unknown, O Voice of Love, be near, call through the cloud and fear, Lead to the Mount of God, to Jesus’ throne. Text Sources: A Vision of All Saints, and Other Poems (London: John Hodges, 1871)

Harvest Hymn

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Come, praise with gladness the Lord of all creation Lyrics: I Come, praise with gladness the Lord of all creation, Heaven tells His glory, earth His bounty shews; Lowly He sought us, and won for us salvation, Grace fills our lives with goodness He bestows. Refrain. Bountiful Giver, Thine be the praise, Blessing, and honour, and glory, always. II Spring time and harvest, and cloud and summer gladness, Come to our earth because His promise lives; Morn smiles with beauty, and evening soothes our sadness;— Such are the treasures that His bounty gives. Refrain. III Spring time is now, and summer with its beauty; Brightness and sadness here alternate come; Lord, may the flowers, and fruits of love and duty, Blossom and ripen for Thy harvest home. Refrain. IV Then when the angels, the reapers at the ending, Gather the fruitage which our lives have grown, May we with gladness, angel toil attending, Sing of the harvest at the heavenly home. Refrain. Bountiful Giver, Thine be the praise, Blessing, and honour, and glory, always.

O God, Our Father, We Come

Author: John H. Kromminga Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O God, our Father, we come into your presence Text Sources: Psalter Hymnal, 1987, rev.

Thousands Completely Fed

Author: Joseph H. Clinch Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Thousands completely fed with loaves of bread Lyrics: 1 Thousands completely fed with a few loaves of bread Such as would barely form one household’s fare, And, when the feast was o’er, the fragments were a store Enough for needy hundreds still to share. 2 What was the power that wrought this wonder passing thought? What but that Word divine, which called of yore Systems and suns to grace the mighty realms of space, And then with life and beauty spread them o’er? 3 God only can create; none less could arrogate The power to sway all nature with a nod! O Christ! be Thou adored, for that creative word Which blessed the bread was God’s, and Thou art God! Used With Tune: LONG BEACH Text Sources: Churchman's Treasury of Song (London: Methuen: 1907)

No War Nor Battle's Sound

Author: John Milton Meter: 12.10.12.10 Appears in 58 hymnals First Line: No war nor battle’s sound was heard the world around Lyrics: 1 No war nor battle’s sound was heard the world around— No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran; But peaceful was the night in which the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began. 2 No conqueror’s sword He bore, nor warlike armor wore, Nor haughty passions roused to contest wild; In peace and love He came, and gentle was the reign Which o’er the earth He spread by influence mild. 3 Unwilling kings obeyed, and sheathed the battle blade, And called their bloody legions from the field; In silent awe they wait, and close the warrior’s gate, Nor know to whom their homage thus they yield. 4 The peaceful Conqueror goes, And triumphs o’er His foes, His weapons drawn from armories above; Behold the vanquished sit submissive at His feet, And strife and hate are changed to peace and love. Used With Tune: NAUL