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Jesus, I come trusting your kindness

Author: Shirley Erena Murray (b. 1931) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #507 (2005) Meter: 9.9.9.9 Scripture: Lamentations 3:23-26 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I come trusting your kindness, knowing my need, lost in my blindness: you are the sense giving life its meaning, you are the truth from the beginning. 2 Now as I grow, use and affirm me, and when I doubt, touch me, reclaim me; when there is pain, heal me and hold me -- cloak of your love, cover, enfold me. 3 All that I am, Jesus, I offer, all I achieve, all I may suffer, all whom I love for your compassion, all I hold dear for your possession. Topics: Our Response to Christ In Dedication; Jesus compassion; Kindness; Offering of self Languages: English Tune Title: LITTLE VENICE

Jesus, I come trusting your kindness

Author: Shirley Erena Murray (b. 1931) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #507 (2008) Meter: 9.9.9.9 Scripture: Lamentations 3:23-26 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, I come trusting your kindness, knowing my need, lost in my blindness: you are the sense giving life its meaning, you are the truth from the beginning. 2 Now as I grow, use and affirm me, and when I doubt, touch me, reclaim me; when there is pain, heal me and hold me -- cloak of your love, cover, enfold me. 3 All that I am, Jesus, I offer, all I achieve, all I may suffer, all whom I love for your compassion, all I hold dear for your possession. Topics: Our Response to Christ In Dedication; Jesus compassion; Kindness; Offering of self Languages: English Tune Title: LITTLE VENICE

O God eternal, sovereign Lord

Author: William Fitch, 1911-1984 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #518 (1997) Meter: 8.8.8.4 Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23 Topics: Church Covenant People of God; God Love and Grace of; Name; Sacraments and Ordinances Baptism Languages: English Tune Title: ALMSGIVING

The one who longs to make us whole

Author: Edith Sinclair Downing (b. 1922) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #719 (2005) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Scripture: Lamentations 3:22 Lyrics: 1 The one who longs to make us whole is waiting to embrace our broken lives, so we can know the power of healing grace. God's love surrounds our suffering, and keeps us through the night; God helps us bear our deep despair till we see morning light. 2 The one who saves us from ourselves is waiting to release our hearts from chains of self-reproach and failure to find peace. When harmful habits leave us bruised, distraught by inner pain, God comes to us through trusted friends, and helps us hope again. 3 The one who understands our need accepts us as we are; and, like a loved one, welcomes us when we have wandered far. God never says we come too late to be forgiven, free, but promises we can become the self we're meant to be. Topics: The Church Celebrates Wholenss and Healing; Despair and Trouble; God Love of; Suffering Languages: English Tune Title: THIRD MODE MELODY

The one who longs to make us whole

Author: Edith Sinclair Downing (b. 1922) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #719 (2008) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Scripture: Lamentations 3:22 Lyrics: 1 The one who longs to make us whole is waiting to embrace our broken lives, so we can know the power of healing grace. God's love surrounds our suffering, and keeps us through the night; God helps us bear our deep despair till we see morning light. 2 The one who saves us from ourselves is waiting to release our hearts from chains of self-reproach and failure to find peace. When harmful habits leave us bruised, distraught by inner pain, God comes to us through trusted friends, and helps us hope again. 3 The one who understands our need accept us as we are and, like a loved one, welcomes us when we have wandered far. God never says we come too late to be forgiven, free, but promises we can become the self we're meant to be. Topics: The Church Celebrates Wholenss and Healing; Despair and Trouble; God Love of; Suffering Languages: English Tune Title: THIRD MODE MELODY

Gracious God, You Send Great Blessings

Author: Gregory J. Wismar, b. 1946 Hymnal: Christian Worship #752 (2021) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23 Refrain First Line: Lord, we pray that we, your people Topics: Stewardship Languages: English Tune Title: HOLY MANNA

Gracious God, You Send Great Blessings

Author: Gergory J. Wismar, b. 1946 Hymnal: Lutheran Service Book #782 (2006) Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23 Topics: Harvest and Thanksgiving Languages: English Tune Title: HOLY MANNA

I am the man who by his rod

Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre #LIII (1758) Scripture: Lamentations 3 Lyrics: 1 I am the man who by his rod Of wrath see dismal scenes of woes; 2 He hath me into darkness brought, And not a gleam of light He shows. 3 He surely is against me turn'd: His hand all day He turns on me. 4 My flesh and skin He old hat made My bones to pieces broke hath He. 5 He built around me: and with gall And travel me encompassed: 6 He hath me set in places dark, As those who long ago were dead. 7 So hedg'd me in, I can't get out; Makes me his heavy chain to bear; 8 And when I earnest cry aloud, He grievously shuts out my pray'r. 9 He with hewn stones enclos'd my path, And intricate hath made my ways: 10 He as a bear lays wait for me, A lion in a hidden place. 11 He turned hath my ways aside; He hath to pieces pulled me: Of all my comforts hath bereav'd And made me desolate to be. 12 He bent his bow; and me a mark Did for his sharp'ned arrows place; 13 The arrows of his quiver caus'd Into my tender reins to pass. 14 To all my people I'm a scoff, And all the day their jeering song; 15 He made me full of bitterness, And even drunk with wormwood strong. 16 Yea He my teeth with gravel break, And all in ashes rolled me. 17 Thou putst my soul far off from peace, And I forgot prosperity. 18 Yea I did say, my strength and hope Are wholly perish'd from the LORD. 19 My grief and pain, wormwood and gall, I in my troubled mind record. 20 My soul doth still remember them, And in me low abas'd, doth lie: 21 Yet to my mindIi this recall, And thence a glimpse of hope have I; 22 It's of the mercies of the LORD, We are not quite consum'd away; Because the pity of his heart Nor does, nor ever will decay. 23 They ev'ry morning are renew'd: Thy changeless faithfulness is great, 24 The LORD's my portions, saith my soul; And thence my hope I'll on Him set. 25 To them who wait for Him, the soul Who seeks Him, gracious is the LORD; 26 'Tis best in quietness to wait Till He salvation will afford. 27 Good for a man it is in youth that he should bear the humbling yoke; 28 He sits alone, and silence keeps Becausee he bears thy holy stroke. 29 He puts his mouth into the dust, If so there any hope may be: 30 His cheek to him who smites he gives, Tho' filled with reproach is he. 31 Ever the Lord will not cast off; but tho' He causes pungent grief; 32 Yet in his mercies great He will Compassion have, and give relief. 33 For He's not willing to afflict Or grieve the sons of men 'tis known; 34 To crush the pris'ners of the earth, Or under feet to tread them down. 35 To turn aside the right of man Before the face of THE MOST HIGH; 36 Or to subvert his righteous case; The Lord abhors eternally. 37 Who's he that saith, and them performs, Unless it be the Lord's good will. 38 Out of the mouth of THE MOST HIGH, Proceed all good and penal ill. 29 Why for the punishment of sins Doth any living man complain? 40 O let us search and try our ways, And to the LORD now turn again. 41 O let us lift our hearts and hands. Up to the mighty God in heav'n; 42 We all have trespass'd and rebell'd, Nor hast Thou yet our sins forgiv'n. 43 Thy wrath us covers and pursues; Thou slay'st, and dost not pity show. 44 Thou so with clouds dost hide thy self, That our loud cries cannot pass thro'. 45 Amidst the people hast us made Th' offscouring, refuse, and jeer. 46 And the wide mouths of all our foes, Against and round us op'ned are. 47 Fear and a snare are come on us; And all in desolation lies: 48 For daughters of my people's waste Rivers of tears run down mine eyes. 49 Mine eyes with tears flow down apace; And will no intermissions know, 50 Until the LORD from heav'n look down, And see us in our dismal woe. 51 Mine eye affects my soul with grief, To see my city's daughters cause; 52 My foes pursue me unprovok'd The harmless birds as fowlers chase. 53 My life they in the dungeon sunk, And on me haevy stones they cast. 54 The waters flowing o'er my head, I said, "I'm gone, all hope is past!" 55 O LORD, I call'd upon thy name, In the deep dungeon, like to die; 56 Thou heardst my voice, hide not thine ear, From my short panting and my cry 57 Then Thou draw'st near, and saidst, "FEAR NOT!" Ev'n in the day I call'd on Thee: 48 Lord, my soul's causes Thou didst plead, And my expiring life set free. 59 JEHOVAH judge the cause for me, As Thou my wrongs has always seen. 60 As their revenge and all their plots Before thine eyes have ever been. 61 All their reproach, Thou LORD, hast heard; Thou seest the snares they for me lay, 62 Their lips who up against me rise, And all their plotings all the day. 63 See, when they sit, and when they rise, The musick of their songs am I: 64 But LORD, as are their handy works A just reward Thou wilt apply. 65 Sorrow of heart Thou wilt them give, Thy grievous curse wilt make them bear; 66 In wrath them chace, and from beneath JEHOVAH's heav'ns waste ev'ry where. Languages: English

I am the man who by his rod

Hymnal: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre #L.III (1773) Scripture: Lamentations 3 Lyrics: 1 I am the man who by his rod Of wrath see dismal scenes of woes; 2 He hath me into darkness brought, And not a gleam of light He shows. 3 He surely is against me turn'd His hand all day He turns on me. 4 My flesh and skin He old hath made My bones to pieces broke hath He. 5 He built around me: and with gall And travel me encompassed: 6 He hath me set in places dark, As those who long ago were dead. 7 So hedg'd me in, I can't get out; Makes me his heavy chain to bear; 8 And when I earnest cry aloud, He grievously shuts out my pray'r. 9 He with hewn stones enclos'd my path, And intricate hath made my way: 10 He as a bear lays wait for me, A lion in a hidden place. 11 He turned hath my ways aside; He hath to pieces pulled me: Of all my comforts hath bereav'd And made me desolate to be. 12 He bent his bow; and me a mark Did for his sharp'ned arrows place; 13 The arrows of his quiver caus'd Into my tender reins to pass. 14 To all my people I'm a scoff, And all the day their jeering song; 15 He made me full of bitterness, And even drunk with wormwood strong. 16 Yea He my teeth with gravel break, And all in ashes rolled me. 17 Thou put'st my soul far off from peace, And I forgot prosperity. 18 Yea I did say, my strength and hope Are wholly perish'd from the LORD. 19 My grief and pain, wormwood and gall, I in my troubled mind record. 20 My soul doth still remember them, And in me low abas'd, doth lie: 21 Yet to my mind I this recall, And thence a glimpse of hope have I; 22 It's of the mercies of the LORD, We are not quite consum'd away; Because the pity of his heart Nor does, nor ever will decay. 23 They ev'ry morning are renew'd: Thy changeless faithfulness is great, 24 The LORD's my portions, saith my soul; And thence my hope I'll on Him set. 25 To them who wait for Him, the soul Who seeks Him, gracious is the LORD; 26 'Tis best in quietness to wait Till He salvation will afford. 27 Good for a man it is in youth that he should bear the humbling yoke; 28 He sits alone, and silence keeps, Because he bears thy holy stroke. 29 He puts his mouth into the dust, If so there any hope may be: 30 His cheek to him who smites he gives, Tho' filled with reproach is he. 31 Ever the Lord will not cast off; But tho' He causes pungent grief; 32 Yet in his mercies great He will Compassion have, and give relief. 33 For He's not willing to afflict Or grieve the sons of men 'tis known; 34 To crush the pris'ners of the earth, Or under feet to tread them down. 35 To turn aside the right of man Before the face of THE MOST HIGH; 36 Or to subvert his righteous case; The Lord abhors eternally. 37 Who's he that saith, and them performs, Unless it be the Lord's good will. 38 Out of the mouth of THE MOST HIGH, Proceed all good and penal ill. 29 why for the punishment of sins Doth any living man complain? 40 O let us search and try our ways, And to the LORD now turn again. 41 O let us lift our hearts and hands Up to the mighty God in heav'n: 42 We all have trespass'd and rebell'd, Nor hast Thou yet our sins forgiv'n. 43 Thy wrath us covers and pursues; Thou slay'st, and dost not pity show. 44 Thou so with clouds dost hide thy self, That our loud cries cannot pass through. 45 Amidst the people hast us made Th' off-scouring, refuse, and jeer. 46 And the wide mouths of all our foes, Against and round us op'ned are. 47 Fear and a snare are come on us; And all in desolation lies: 48 For daughters of my people's waste Rivers of tears run down mine eyes. 49 Mine eyes with tears flow down apace; And will no intermissions know, 50 Until the LORD from heav'n look down, And see us in our dismal woe. 51 Mine eye affects my soul with grief, To see my city's daughters case; 52 My foes pursue me unprovok'd The harmless birds as fowlers chase. 53 My life they in the dungeon sunk, And on me heavy stones they cast. 54 The waters flowing o'er my head, I said, "I'm gone, all hope is past!" 55 O LORD, I call'd upon thy name, In the deep dungeon, like to die; 56 Thou heardst my voice, hide not thine ear, From my short panting and my cry 57 Then Thou draw'st near, and saidst, "FEAR NOT!" Ev'n in the day I call'd on Thee: 48 Lord, my soul's causes Thou did plead, And my expiring life set free. 59 JEHOVAH judge the cause for me, As Thou my wrongs has always seen. 60 As their revenge and all their plots Before thine eyes have ever been. 61 All their reproach, Thou LORD, hast heard; Thou seest the snares they for me lay, 62 Their lips who up against me rise, And all their plottings all the day. 63 See, when they sit, and when they rise, The musick of their songs am I: 64 But LORD, as are their handy works A just reward Thou wilt apply. 65 Sorrow of heart Thou wilt them give, Thy grievous curse wilt make them bear; 66 In wrath them chace, and from beneath JEHOVAH's heav'ns waste ev'ry where. Languages: English

In the Lord Alone

Author: Walt Harrah, 1948- Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #62 (2003) Scripture: Lamentations 3:22-23 First Line: In the Lord alone, the Lord alone Languages: English Tune Title: [In the Lord alone]