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When, his salvation bringing
Author: John King (1788-1858) Hymnal: Manual for the chapel of Girard College #171 (1891) Meter: 7.6 Languages: English
When, his salvation bringing
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Author: John Mason Neale; John of Damascus Hymnal: The Book of Worship #174 (1907) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Easter
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
O sacred Head, now wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; James Waddell Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, d. 1153 Hymnal: Church Book #176 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thy only crown!
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss, till now, was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain:
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour!
'Tis I deserve Thy place!
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine!
Of every good the Fountain,
Thu at the spring of mine!
3 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end!
O make me Thine for ever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never,
Outlive my love to Thee.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By Thine own wounded heart. Topics: Good Friday; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Passion Week; Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: O HAUPT VOLL BLUT U. WUNDEN
O sacred Head, now wounded
Why dost thou so lowly lie
Author: Jean Mauberne; N. B. Smithers Hymnal: Manual for the chapel of Girard College #178 (1891) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Why dost thou so lowly lie
Who didst all things create?
Comest thou with wailing cry
To rear our fallen state?
Where thy train, if king thou be?
Purple robe of majesty?
Thy presence-chamber where?
All unlike the courts of earth,
Naught denotes thy royal birth,
But only want is here.
2 "Hither from my Father's throne,
Through love for man, I came;
Him to save, his guilt atone,
I bear this load of shame.
In thy need I give to thee
Wealth from heaven's treasury,
The pearl of costly price;
Lowly born, and held as naught,
Life and blessing I have brought,
Myself the sacrifice."
3 Wonders of thy grace to sing
My grateful tongue essays;
Thousand thanks to thee I bring
In hymns of endless praise.
Glory now let all below,
Mindful of thy saving woe,
Shout—glory, Lord, to thee;
While angelic choirs above
Celebrate thy matchless love
With harp and psaltery. Languages: English
Why dost thou so lowly lie
The glories of Christ's kingdom
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Hymnal of the Methodist Episcopal Church #181 (1891) Meter: 7.6 First Line: Hail, to the Lord's Anointed Topics: Christ Adoration of; Christ King, sovereign; Christ Mission of; Christ Reigning; Christ Saviour; Christ Son of Man; Christmas Scripture: Psalm 72:4 Languages: English
The glories of Christ's kingdom
Oh when shall I see Jesus
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #193 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics:
1.
O when shall I see Jesus,
And reign with him above,
And from the flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love?
I'm on my way to Canaan,
(Repeat previous line twice)
To the New Jerusalem.
Languages: English Tune Title: BOUND FOR CANAAN
Oh when shall I see Jesus
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Author: John of Damascus; John Mason Neale Hymnal: Church Book #194 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness!
God hath brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness!
2 ’Tis the spring of souls to-day:
Christ has burst His prison,
And from three days’ sleep in death,
As a sun, has risen.
3 All the winter of our sins,
Long and dark, is flying
From His Light, to whom we give
Thanks and praise undying.
4 Neither might the gates of death,
Nor the tomb’s dark portal,
Nor the watchers, nor the seal,
Hold Thee as a mortal:
5 But to-day amidst the twelve,
Thou didst stand, bestowing
That thy peace, which evermore
Passeth human knowing. Topics: Easter; Easter Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: EASTER
Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Oh when shall I see Jesus
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #195 (1854) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics:
1.
O when shall I see Jesus,
And reign with him above,
And from the flowing fountain
Drink everlasting love?
When shall I be delivered,
From this vain world of sin,
And with my blessed Jesus,
Drink endless pleasures in?
2.
But now I am a soldier,
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
And bids me ne'er give o'er;
His promises are faithful—
A righteous crown he'll give,
And all his valiant soldiers
Eternally shall live.
3.
Through grace I am determined
To conquer, though I die,
And then away to Jesus,
On wings of love I'll fly:
Farewell to sin and sorrow,
I bid them both adieu!
And O, my friends, prove faithful,
And on your way pursue.
4.
Whene'er you meet with troubles
And trials on your way,
Then cast your care on Jesus,
And don't forget to pray.
Gird on the gospel armor
Of faith, and hope, and love,
And when the combat's ended,
He'll carry you above.
5.
O do not be discouraged,
For Jesus is your friend;
And if you lack for knowledge,
He'll not refuse to lend.
Neither will he upbraid you,
Though often you request,
He'll give you grace to conquer,
And take you home to rest.
And shall hear the trumpet sound in that morning.
Shout, O glory! for I shall mount above the skies,
When I hear the trumpet sound in the morning.
Languages: English Tune Title: THE MORNING TRUMPET
Oh when shall I see Jesus
Draw us to Thee, Lord Jesus
Author: Ludaemilia Elizabeth, Countess of Schwarzburg Rudolstadt, d. 1672; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #203 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 Draw us to Thee, Lord Jesus,
And we will hasten on;
For strong desire doth seize us
To go where Thou art gone.
2 Draw us to Thee; enlighten
These hearts to find Thy way,
That else the tempests frighten,
Or pleasures lure astray.
3 Draw us to Thee; and teach us
Even now that rest to find,
Where turmoils cannot reach us,
Nor cares weigh down the mind.
4 Draw us to Thee; nor leave us
Till all our path is trod,
Then in Thine arms receive us,
And bear us home to God. Topics: Ascension; Easter Season, Fourth Sunday; Eleventh Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: RUDOLSTADT
Draw us to Thee, Lord Jesus
I lay my sins on Jesus
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #212 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 I LAY my sins on Jesus,
The spotless Lamb of God;
He bears them all and frees us
From the accursèd load.
I bring my guilt to Jesus,
To wash my crimson stains
White in His blood most precious,
Till not a spot remains.
2 I lay my wants on Jesus;
All fullness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.
3 I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine,
His right hand me embraces,
I on His breast recline.
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord;
Like fragrance on the breezes
His name abroad is poured.
4 I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child.
I long to be with Jesus,
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angels' song. Topics: Faith and Justification Languages: English
I lay my sins on Jesus
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