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Burmah

Author: Mary Bridges Canedy Slade Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: A voice that I hear, across the sea Lyrics: 1 A voice that I hear, across the sea, Sings the sweetest songs of the east to me; It sings of a land where bright suns glow, And the beautiful blossoms of Burmah blow. Hear it say, hear it say, "Come to the beautiful land away!" Hear it say, hear it say, "Come to the beautiful land!" 2 Oh! hark to the song that o’er the seas Softly flows along on the summer breeze; Oh listen, and mingling with its flow, You will hear the sad wailing of pain and woe. Hear it say, hear it say, "Sitting in darkness we wait for day!" Hear it say, hear it say, "Sitting in darkness we wait!" 3 For, under the palm trees’ lovely shade, There the dreadful shrine of the idol’s made; The land of the east is bright and fair, But sorrow, and sin and death are there. Hear it say, hear it say, "Come, in the night of our need, away!" Hear it say, hear it say, "Come in the night of our need!" 4 Oh, children of God, from east and west, So the heathen come to the heavenly rest! And Burmah beseechingly begs today, That you pity and help her and show the way. Hear her say, hear her say, "Come, ye, and lead us to God, we pray!" Hear it say, hear it say, "Come, ye, and lead us to God!" Used With Tune: [A voice that I hear, across the sea] Text Sources: The Snow Bird, by George F. Root and Benjamin R. Hanby (Cincinnati: John Church, 1865)

Under His Wings

Author: Johnson Oatman, Jr. Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: A wonderful promise God’s given Refrain First Line: Under His sings I'm hiding Lyrics: 1 A wonderful promise God’s given, What joy to the Christian it brings; That all who are striving for Heaven Find refuge under His wings. Refrain: Under His wings abiding, Under His wings I’m hiding; He with His mercy covers my soul, I’m hiding under His wings. 2 How often in dark nights of sorrow My spirit to Him looks and sings, Because I find hope for the morrow, While resting under His wings. [Refrain] 3 And when I have need of refreshing, He leads me to life-giving springs; And there I receive a great blessing, While shielded under His wings. [Refrain] 4 When, like all the ransomed immortals, My soul to that City He brings, I’ll find that those glorious portals Are entered under His wings. [Refrain] Used With Tune: [A wonderful promise God's given]

A Rhyme, A Rhyme For Easter Time

Author: George P. Grantham, 1833-1885 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: A rhyme, a rhyme, for Easter time Lyrics: 1 A rhyme, a rhyme, for Easter time Come sing with mirth and glee; Come youth and age, with sire and sage, And join in harmony! For Christ hath burst His prison gate, Whose bars before Him fell, Aloft He fares, and with Him bears The keys of Death and Hell! 2 No powers of night can keep His soul Its prison bournes within; Corruption foul can ne’er control His form unstained by sin. His three days o’er, He comes once more To tread the hallowed sod By Sion’s gate, where hellish hate Had slain the Son of God. 3 And so, through Him who conquered Death, May we, too, upward press From death of sin sweet life to win Of truth and holiness! And, like the saints returning home With Christ, we pray that we May to God’s holy city come And true Mount Sion see! Used With Tune: HERZEGOVINA

Amid the Fears That Oppress Our Day

Author: Margaret Clarkson Appears in 4 hymnals Used With Tune: LANGHORNE

Awake, Thou Careless World, Awake!

Author: Johann Rist; Catherine Winkworth Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: Awake, thou careless world, awake Lyrics: 1. Awake, thou careless world, awake! That final judgment day will surely come; What Heav’n hath fixed time cannot shake, Time never more shall sweep away thy doom. Know, what the Lord Himself hath spoken Shall come at last and not delay: Though Heav’n and earth shall pass away, His steadfast Word can ne’er be broken. 2. Awake! He comes to judgment, wake! Sinners, behold His countenance In beauty terrible, and quake Condemned beneath His piercing glance. Lo! He to whom all power is given, Who sits at God’s right hand on high, in fire and thunder draweth nigh, To judge all nations under Heaven. 3. Awake! thou careless world, awake! For none can tell how soon our God shall please That suddenly that day should break? No human wisdom fathoms depths like these. O guard thee well from lust and greed; For as the bird is in the snare, Or ever of its foe aware, So comes that day with silent speed. 4. Yet He in love delayeth long The final day, and grants us space To turn away from sin and wrong, And mourning seek in time His help and grace. He holdeth back that best of days, Until the righteous shall approve Their faith and hope, their constant love; So gentle us-ward are His ways! 5. But ye, O faithful souls, shall see That morning rise in love and joy, Your Savior comes to set you free, Your Judge shall all your bonds destroy: He, the true Joshua, then shall bring His people with a mighty hand Into their promised father-land, Where songs of victory they shall sing. 6. Rejoice! the fig tree shows her green, The springing year is in its prime, The little flowers afresh are seen, We gather strength in this great time; The glorious summer draweth near, When all this body’s earthly load, In light that morning sheds abroad, Shall was as sunshine pure and clear. 7. Arise, and let us night and day Watch for our Lord, and study o’er His Word, And in the Spirit ever pray, That we be ready when His call is heard; Arise, and let us haste to meet The Bridegroom standing at the door, That with the angels evermore We too may worship at His feet. Used With Tune: [Awake, thou careless world, awake] Text Sources: Neuer Himlische Lieder sonderbahres Buch (Lüneburg: 1651), p. 248; Translation: Chorale Book for England (London: Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts and Green, 1863), number 27

Mother Is Praying for Me

Author: Elisha A. Hoffman Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: As the shadows of evening are closing me round Refrain First Line: My mother is praying for me Lyrics: 1. As the shadows of evening are closing me round, And I’m sitting so silently here, Sad and lone is my heart, for I’m thinking of home, And the cherished ones who linger there. A voice I can hear from the cottage ascend, To the Lord, with so tender a plea; ’Tis the voice of my mother, its sweetness I know, Yes, my mother is praying for me. Refrain My mother is praying for me, My mother is praying for me; ’Tis the voice of my mother, its sweetness I know, Yes, my mother is praying for me. 2. There was once a fond place in that circle for me, How the thought brings a tear to my eye! It was next to my mother, who loved me so well, I was dearest, in those days gone by; But I knew not the worth of that kind mother’s love, Nor how strong such affection could be; And alas! like a prodigal wandered away, While my mother was praying for me. [Refrain] 3. That dear mother is now at the throne humbled low, And she weeps for her son far away; And she’s pleading, as only a fond mother can, For the prodigal now gone astray; Her tears, as they fall, like the drops of the rain, Rise to God in importunate plea, As she bends at the altar of mercy, where oft We together had bended the knee. [Refrain] 4. O Thou Father of mercies, Dispenser of grace, Hear the prayer I am offering now, And forgive my heart-wandr’ings, and pardon my sin: In contrition at Thy feet I bow. No longer from love such as Thine can I turn, No longer I’ll wander from Thee, Forgive me, and answer in mercy the prayer That my mother is praying for me. [Refrain] Used With Tune: [As the shadows of evening are closing me round]

A Little While

Author: Daniel W. Whittle Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.6 D Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: "A little while!" and He shall come Refrain First Line: Then come, Lord Jesus, quickly come Lyrics: 1 "A little while!" and He shall come; The hour draws on apace, The blessèd hour, the glorious morn, When we shall see His face: How light our trials then will seem! How short our pilgrim way! Our life on earth a fitful dream, Dispelled by dawning day! Refrain: Then come, Lord Jesus, quickly come, In glory and in light! Come take Thy longing children home, And end earth’s weary night! 2 A little while! with patience, Lord, I fain would ask, How long? For how can I with such a hope Of glory and of home, With such a joy awaiting me, Not wish the hour were come? How can I keep the longing back, And how suppress the groan? [Refrain] 3 Yet peace, my heart! and hush, my tongue! Be calm, my troubled breast! Each passing hour is hastening on The everlasting rest: Thou knowest well—the time thy God Appoints for thee is best: The morning star will soon arise; The glow is in the east. [Refrain] Used With Tune: FINCHLEY

Awake, Thou Wintry Earth

Author: Thomas Blackburne Appears in 9 hymnals First Line: Awake, thou wintry earth! Lyrics: 1 Awake, thou wintry earth! Fling off thy sadness! Fair vernal flowers laugh forth Your ancient gladness! Christ is risen! 2 Wave, woods, your blossoms all, Grim Death is dead! Ye weeping funeral trees, Lift up your head! Christ is risen! 3 Come, see the graves are green; In light, we go Where now our loved ones rest In hope below. Christ is risen! 4 All is fresh and new, Full of spring and light: Cold heart, why wearest hue Of sleep and night? Christ is risen! 5 Leave thy cares beneath; Leave thy worldly love; Begin the better life With God above! Christ is risen! Used With Tune: [Awake, thou wintry earth] Text Sources: Hymns and Poems for the Sick and Suffering, by Thomas Vincent Fosbery (2nd ed.) (London: Rivingtons: 1860, alt.

A Dread Hath Come on Me

Author: Simon Dach; Catherine Winkworth Meter: 6.6.7 D Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1. A dread hath come on me, I know not where to flee, My pow’rs can naught avail me; My trembling limbs grow weak, My lips refuse to speak, My heart and senses fail me. 2. For thinking on that sound That once shall pierce the ground And make its slumb’rers tremble, Arise! the day of doom Is come at last—is come! Before the judge assemble! 3. Ah God! no tempest’s shock That cleaves the solid rock Could make my spirit shiver As doth that awful tone; Were my heart steel or stone ’Twould hear that voice and quiver. 4. I eat, or wake, or sleep, I talk, or smile, or weep, Yet still that voice of thunder Is sounding through my heart— Forget not what thou art, The doom thou liest under! 5. For daily do I see How many deaths there be, How swiftly all things wither; How sickness fills the grave, Or fire, or sword, or wave Is sweeping thousands thither. 6. My turn will soon be here, The end is drawing near, I hear its warning plainly; Death knocketh at my door And tells me all is o’er, And I would fly him vainly. 7. Ah! who in this my strait Will be mine advocate? Will all things leave me friendless? My wealth and power are dust, This judge is ever just, His righteous doom is endless. 8. Lord Jesus Christ! ’tis Thou Alone canst help me now, But ’twas for this Thou camest, To save us in this hour— Then show Thy mercy’s power, For they are safe Thou claimest. 9. Speak Thou for me! Thou art The refuge of my heart; With gladness let me hear Thee; Bid me to Thee ascend, Where praise shall never end, And love shall aye be near Thee. Used With Tune: ANGST Text Sources: Translation: Chorale Book for England (London: Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts & Green, 1863), number 28

To The Help Of The Lord

Author: Jennie Wilson Howell Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Arise! "To the help of the Lord," arise! Refrain First Line: To the help of the Lord arise, arise! Lyrics: 1 Arise! "To the help of the Lord," arise! All ye who love Him, the simple and wise; He bids you to labor, to list to His call: "To the help of the Lord come now, great and small!" To the help of the Lord arise, arise! Ye who believe in His holy, holy Word; Ye who have tested His cleansing power; Arise at His call this very hour. 2 Go forth! "To the help of the Lord," go forth! Souls are in travail and seek the new birth; The harvest is ready, the fields are all white; "Go ye forth! go ye forth, ere cometh the night!" To the help of the Lord arise, arise! Leaning for strength on His own sure Word, sure Word; Use every talent and every power; Arise and go forth this very hour. 3 Arouse! for the sound of the trumpet’s blast Soon will give warning, and day will be past; With truth be ye girded; now take sword and shield; To the work! to the work! Oh, faint not, nor yield! To the help of the Lord arise, arise! Led by His hand and His own sure Word, sure Word; Burnish your armor, withhold no power; Arise at His call this very hour. Used With Tune: [Arise! "To the help of the Lord," arise! Text Sources: His Worthy Praise by Edmund S. Lorenz and Ira B. Wilson (Dayton: Lorenz Publishing Comapny, 1915)