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Look, O Christian!

Author: William P. Balfern Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Look, O Christian! see thy Savior Lyrics: 1 Look, O Christian! see thy Savior Stooping ’neath His weighty cross; Look! and let thy pride and glory Be to thee as dung and dross. Mark His torn and bleeding temples, And His weary, way-worn feet; Let thy heart now bow before Him, And thine eyes all tearful weep. 2 See His back all scarred and bleeding, Patiently thy griefs He bears; See the purple robe around Him, And the crown of thorns He wears: All alone in His sad travail, Help and friends all far away; But a little of His sorrow Filled their hearts with sore dismay. 3 See the rabble, how they mock Him! Still no fear His faith appalls; Onwards ’neath His cross He staggers, Till beneath its weight He falls; Faint, forsaken, bruised and smitten, Sad and lonely on He goes, Goes to where His heart’s blood flowing Shall for ever cleanse His foes. 4 ’Mid the taunts of men and devils, See Him slowly onwards move; Drops of blood all silent flowing, Speak His everlasting love. Many waters round Him raging, Deep loud bellows unto deep; Still His love, unquenched and burning, To the end His heart shall keep. 5 O disciples, cease your dreaming, While thus gazing on your Lord; Can this world now claim your friendship, Sheathed in Jesu’s heart its sword? Can your path be ever pleasant, Ever free your heart from pain, If in Jesu’s footsteps treading You would reach eternal gain? 6 If a cross your Savior carried, Needful it for Him to bear, Can you wonder love hath purposed In His sorrows you should share? Still, within the cross Christ gives you, Kindly stooping from above, You will find the hidden honey Of His never-failing love. 7 ’Neath its shadow and its sorrows Joy shall plume her fragrant wing; And thy heart, though pierced and bleeding, Songs of lofty hope shall sing. Be thou strong, then—look to Jesus! In thy lot a cross thoul’t find; Take it up and cheerful bear it, Cast no lingering look behind. Used With Tune: EIFIONYDD Text Sources: Gethsemane; or, Incidents in the Great Sorrow, with Hymns of the Passion (London: Nelson and Sons, 1882)

I Am Coming

Author: Helen R. Young Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 16 hymnals First Line: Sad and weary, lone and dreary Refrain First Line: I am coming, I am coming Lyrics: 1 Sad and weary, lone and dreary, Lord, I would Thy call obey; Thee believing, Christ receiving, I would come to Thee today. Refrain: I am coming, I am coming, Coming, Savior, to be blessed; I am coming, I am coming, Coming, Lord, to Thee for rest. 2 Thou, the holy, meek and lowly, Jesus, unto Thee I come; Keep me ever, let me never From Thy blessèd keeping roam. [Refrain] 3 Here abiding, in Thee hiding, Seeks my weary soul to rest; Till the dawning of the morning, When I wake amongst the blessed. [Refrain] 4 Be Thou near me, keep and cheer me, Thro’ life’s dark and stormy way; Turn my sadness into gladness, Turn my darkness into day. [Refrain] Used With Tune: MATAGORDA Text Sources: Gospel Hymns No. 4 by Ira D. Sankey, James McGranahan and George C. Stebbins (New York: John Church/Biglow & Main, 1881)

At Our Post

Author: J. Jackson Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: At our post, as valiant soldiers Refrain First Line: At our post, no step must falter Lyrics: 1 At our post, as valiant soldiers, Bearing each our sword and shield; This our watchword now and ever: We will die, but never yield. Refrain: At our post, no step must falter, Let us stand with one accord, Beating back the wary tempter, In the name of Christ the Lord. 2 At our post, no step must falter, At our post, no time to sleep; We must guard the royal standard, Every eye a watch must keep. [Refrain] 3 At our post in active duty Whensoe’er the Lord shall call; At our post and faithful servants May He find us one and all. [Refrain] Used With Tune: FARIDABAD Text Sources: The Wells of Salvation by John Sweney and William Kirkpatrick (Philadlephia: John J. Hood, 1881)

There Were Whisperings In The Heavens

Author: Anonymous Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 There were whisperings in the heavens, There were murmurings in the clouds; There were harp-tones full of sweetness From the joyous angel crowds; There were songs from holy voices, There was brightness o’er the morn, And all nature thrilled with gladness, When our Savior, Christ, was born. 2 It was in a lonely manger Where the Son of God was laid, And did naught of grandeur comfort That pure holy mother maid; But in stillness and in beauty, While the shepherds round adored, Slept in love and loving tenderest Virgin mother and her Lord. 3 And the angels, hovering, guarded Him with love-extended wing, Sweetly singing hope for sinners, And of glory to their king. Let us learn to love like Jesus, And like Him for sorrows mourn, Nor forget ’twas God who loved us, When our Savior, Christ, was born. Used With Tune: ASSYNT Text Sources: Festival Poems (Boston: Roberts Brothers, 1884)

The Home Beyond The River

Author: Frank B. Smith Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: There’s a home beyond the river Refrain First Line: Are you going to that country Lyrics: 1 There’s a home beyond the river, Where sad partings come no more, And if true to Christ our Savior He will guide us to that shore. Refrain: Are you going to that country, To that home so bright and fair? Will you meet me, surely meet me Will you meet me over there? 2 There our conflicts will be over, When we reach that land so blest, When o’er sin and death we’ve triumphed, And have entered into rest. [Refrain] 3 There in that bright land of Eden, Robed in garments pure and white, Stand the blood washed of all ages, Who from earth have taken flight. [Refrain] 4 There the tree of life is blooming, By the waters pure and sweet; There we’ll join the angels’ singing, Bending low at Jesus’ feet. [Refrain] Used With Tune: LEWISHAM Text Sources: The Best Gospel Songs and Their Composers (Dalton, GA: A. J. Showalter Company, 1904)

Christ Is Risen

Author: Alice J. Cleator Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Hail the joy to mortals given Refrain First Line: Christ is ris’n—o’er death victorious Lyrics: 1 Hail the joy to mortals given, Christ hath conquered hosts of sin; Keys of death have opened Heaven, All who will may enter in. Refrain: Christ is ris’n—o’er death victorious, Hail the joy the message brings; Christ is ris’n to life most glorious, Hail, O hail the King of kings. 2 Christ is ris’n from grief to glory, From a grave unto a throne; Hail the glad and wondrous story, Hail, O hail the kingly One. [Refrain] 3 Join, O heart, the song of gladness, Join the strains of earth and Heaven; Vanished now all gloom and sadness, Joy is to the nations giv’n. [Refrain] Used With Tune: TUZLA Text Sources: Uplifted Voices by Adam Geibel and R. Frank Lehman (Philadelphia: Adam Geibel Music company, 1901)

What a Joy, this Habitation!

Author: Carolyn Winfrey Gillette Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Justice

I Would Love Thee, God And Father

Author: Madame Guyon, 1648-1717 Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 98 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I would love Thee, God and Father, My Redeemer and my king: I would love Thee, for without Thee, Life is but a bitter thing. I would love Thee; look upon me, Ever guide me with Thine eye: I would love Thee; if not nourished By Thy love, my soul would die. 2 I would love Thee; may Thy brightness Dazzle my rejoicing eyes; I would love Thee; may Thy goodness Watch from Heav’n o’er all I prize. I would love Thee, I have vowed it; On Thy love my heart is set; While I love Thee, I will never My Redeemer’s blood forget. Used With Tune: RHONE Text Sources: Translator unknown; The Sunday School Hymnal (Philadelphia: The Heidelberg Press, 1899)

Conscience Stings

Author: D. S. Warner Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: In the chambers of thy bosom Refrain First Line: Come, poor sinner, lost and sighing Lyrics: 1 In the chambers of thy bosom, Lives a faithful monitor, Keeping vigil for thy freedom, Bidding thee all sin abhor. Refrain: Come, poor sinner, lost and sighing, Do obey that inner voice; Hark, it tells of Jesus dying— Make His love thy holy choice. 2 In thy heart, O wretched sinner, Heaven placed that sentinel, Thee to guard and keep forever From the awful road to hell. [Refrain] 3 See the precious blood of Jesus, It will purge thy conscience pure, Then in heaven’s sweet approval, Peace will flow forevermore. [Refrain] 4 Oh, remember thou art sinning ’Gainst the very love of God; Hence thy guilty conscience, stinging, Smites thee with an angry rod. [Refrain] 5 Louder, louder, conscience crying, Suffers not thy soul to rest; Nearer, nearer, comes thy dying, Can you face the solemn test? [Refrain] 6 Hope will end, but conscience never, With thy spirit it will fly; Yea, torment, and chide the ever, Where the worm shall never die. [Refrain] Select Hymns, 1911 (Timeless Truths) Used With Tune: [In the chambers of thy bosom]

Nearer Home

Author: Alice Cary Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 89 hymnals First Line: O'er the hills the sun is setting Lyrics: 1. O’er the hills the sun is setting, And the eve is drawing on; Slowly drops the gentle twilight, For another day is gone; Gone for aye—its race is over, Soon the darker shades will come; Still, ’tis sweet to know at even, We are one day nearer home. 2. Worn and weary, oft the pilgrim Hails the setting of the sun; For the goal is one day nearer, And the journey nearly done; Thus we feel when o’er life’s desert, Heart and sandal-sore we roam As the twilight gathers over us, We are one day nearer home. 3. Nearer home! yes, one day nearer, To our Father’s house on high— To the green fields and the fountains Of the land beyond the sky. For the heavens grow brighter over us, And the lamps hang in the dome; And our tents are pitched still closer, For we’re one day closer home. 4. One day nearer, sings the sailor, As he glides the waters o’er, While the light is softly dying On his distant native shore; Thus the Christian on life’s ocean As his light boat cuts the foam, In the evening cries with rapture— I am one day nearer home. Used With Tune: STRAUB Text Sources: The Morning Light, by Solomon W. Straub (Chicago, Illinois: Root & Sons Music Co., 1880), number 5