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Words and Deeds.

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #295 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Beneath the thick but struggling clouds Lyrics: Beneath the thick but struggling clouds, We talk of Christian life; The words of Jesus on our lips, Our hearts with man at strife. Traditions, forms, and selfish aims, Have dimmed the inner light; Have closely veiled the spirit-world And angels from our sight. Strong souls and willing hands we need, Our temple to repair; Remove the gathering dust of years, And show the model fair. We slumber while the present calls, But darkness grows with rest; Wouldst thou see truth? To action wake,— Do the divine behest. Languages: English

For a Summer Festival

Author: J. Weiss Hymnal: BHPPD866 #459 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Beneath Thy trees to-day we met Lyrics: Beneath Thy trees to-day we met, Amid Thy summer flowers; And every heart is blessing yet These happy, fleeting hours. But creeping shades to vespers call, And timely lore impart, To make our latest shadows fall From sunshine in the heart. Yes, even so; the summer leaf, The summer flowers, declare Their childlike, chastening belief, That Thou dost make them fair. O, let us cherish nature’s creed, And live and bloom to Thee; For only childlike hearts, we read, Can grace eternity. Languages: English

He Had Not Where to Lay His Head

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: BHPPD866 #126 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Birds have their quiet nest Lyrics: Birds have their quiet nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; All creatures have their rest, But Jesus had not where to lay his head. And yet he came to give The weary and the heavy-laden rest; To bid the sinner live, And soothe our griefs to slumber on his breast. Let the birds seek their nest, Foxes their holes, and man his peaceful bed; Come, Saviour, in my breast Come and repose thine oft rejected head! Come! give me rest, and take The only rest on earth thou lov’st, within A heart that for thy sake Shall purify itself from every sin. Languages: English

New Year

Author: Newton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #566 (1866) First Line: Bless, O Lord, each opening year Lyrics: Bless, O Lord, each opening year To the souls assembling here: Clothe Thy word with power divine, Make us willing to be Thine. Where Thou hast Thy work begun, Give new strength the race to run; Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears, Wipe away the mourner’s tears. Bless us all, both old and young; Call forth praise from every tongue: Let our whole assembly prove All Thy power and all Thy love! Languages: English

Praise to the God of Nature

Author: Hogg Hymnal: BHPPD866 #55 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Blessed be Thy name forever Lyrics: Blessed be Thy name forever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver! Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Blest are they Thou kindly keepest! God of stillness and of motion, Of the rainbow, and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock, and river, Blessed be Thy name forever! God of evening’s peaceful ray! God of every dawning day, Rising from the distant sea Breathing of eternity; Thine the flaming sphere of light, Thine the darkness of the night! God of life, that fade shall never! Glory to Thy name forever! Languages: English

Blessed Are the Dead

Author: Bowring Hymnal: BHPPD866 #348 (1866) First Line: Blessed, blessed are the dead Lyrics: Blessed, blessed are the dead In the Lord who die; Radiant is the path they tread Upward to the sky. All their deeds of virtue done, Deeds of peace and love, Now are stars of glory strewn, Lighting them above. Languages: English

The Pure in Heart

Author: Keble Hymnal: BHPPD866 #281 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Blest are the pure in heart Lyrics: 1 Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our God; The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is His abode. 2 Still to the lowly soul God doth Himself impart, And for His temple and His throne Doth choose the pure in heart. Languages: English

Bread of Heaven

Hymnal: BHPPD866 #153 (1866) First Line: Bread of heaven, on thee we feed Lyrics: Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed; Ever let our souls be fed With this true and living bread. Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice; Lord, thy wounds our healing give; To thy cross we look and live. Day by day with strength supplied, Through the life of him who died, Lord of life, O, let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee! Languages: English

Onward and Upward

Author: Staughton Hymnal: BHPPD866 #317 (1866) Meter: Irregular First Line: Breast the wave, Christian! when it is strongest Lyrics: Breast the wave, Christian! when it is strongest; Watch for day, Christian! when the night’s longest; Onward and onward still be thine endeavor; The rest that remaineth will be forever. Fight the fight, Christian! Jesus is o’er thee; Run the race, Christian! heaven is before thee; He who hath promised faltereth never; The love of eternity flows on forever. Lift the eye, Christian! just as it closeth; Raise the heart, Christian! ere it reposeth; Thee from the love of Christ nothing shall sever; Mount when the work is done,—praise God forever! Languages: English

Epiphany

Author: Heber Hymnal: BHPPD866 #108 (1866) First Line: Brightest and best of the sons of the morning Lyrics: Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? Vainly we offer each costly oblation; Vainly with gifts would his favor secure: Richer by far is the heart’s adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Languages: English