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Thy way and all thy sorrows

Author: P. Gerhardt Appears in 10 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thy way and all thy sorrows, Give thou into His hand, His gracious care unfailing, Who doth the heavens command; Their course and path He giveth To clouds and air and wind; A way thy feet may follow, He, too, for thee will find. 2 On Him be Thy reliance, As thou would'st prosper well; To make thy work enduring Thy mind on Him must dwell, God yieldeth naught to sorrow And self tormenting care; Naught, naught with Him availeth; No power save that of prayer. 3 Thy truth and grace, O Father, Behold and surely know, Both what is good and evil, For mortal man below: And whatsoe'er Thou choosest Thou dost, great God, fulfill, And into being bringest Whate'er is in Thy will. 4 Thy way is ever open; Thou dost on naught depend; Thine act is only blessing, Thy path light without end. Thy work can no man hinder; Thy purpose none can stay, Since Thou to bless Thy hildren Through all dost make a way. 5 In vain the powers of darkness Thy will, O God, oppose; High over all undoubting, Thy pleasure onward goes: Whate'er Thy will resolveth, Whate'er Thou dost intend, Its destined work performeth True to its aim and end. 6 Then hope, my feeble spirit, And be thou undismayed; God helps in every trial, And makes thee unafraid. Await God's time with pleasure, Then shall thine eyes behold The sun of joy and gladness His brightest beams unfold. 7 Arise, arise! thy sadness, Thy cares send far away; Away each thought afflicting That on the heart doth prey. Not in thy hands the guidance Of all events doth dwell; God on His throne o'erruleth, He guideth all things well. 8 Leave all to His direction; In wisdom He doth reign; Thy wonder far exceeding, He will His course maintain; So He as Him beseemeth, With wonder-working skill, Shall put away the sorrows, That now thy spirit fill. 9 Awhile His consolation He will to thee deny, And seem as though in spirit He far from thee would fly; Awhile distress and anguish Shall compass thee around, Nor to thy supplication An answ'ring voice be found. 10 But if thou ne'er forsake Him, Thou shalt deliverance find; Behold all unexpected, He will thy soul unbind. He from thy heavy burden Will soon thy heart set free; Yea, from that weight no evil Hath yet befallen thee. 11 Thou child of truth, how blesséd! A conqueror soon shalt be, With songs of glad thanksgiving A crown awaiteth thee. To thee the palm triumphal By God's own hand is giv'n, Thine, to His name who saved thee, To sing the songs of heaven. 12 Give, Lord, this consummation To all our hearts’ distress, Our hands, our feet, O strengthen, In death our spirits bless. Thy truth and Thy protection Forevermore we pray; With these in heavenly glory Shall end our certain way. Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday in Lent; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Epiphany; Cross and Comfort; Providence; Trust in God Used With Tune: [Thy way and all thy sorrows]

My God, behold me lying

Author: Catherine Winkworth; J. F. L. Dreves Appears in 2 hymnals Used With Tune: [My God, behold me lying]

Lord, Is It I?

Author: Dean McIntyre Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Who was it who for profit's gain Topics: Affliction and Tribulation; Betrayal; Biblical Characters Barabbas; Crowns; Denial; Jesus Christ Cross; Lamb of God; Salvation; Shame and Disgrace; Affliction and Tribulation; Betrayal; Biblical Characters Barabbas; Crowns; Denial; Jesus Christ Cross; Lamb of God; Salvation; Shame and Disgrace Scripture: Matthew 26:21 Used With Tune: PASSION CHORALE

O bleeding Head and wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; John Kelly Appears in 12 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O bleeding Head, and wounded, And full of pain and scorn, In mockery surrounded With cruel crown of thorn; O Head! before adorned With grace and majesty, Insulted now and scorned, All hail I bid to Thee! 2 They spit upon and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance! Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee, And flee before Thy glance. How hath Thy color faded, The light too of Thine eye! Say who to pale hath made it? None shone so brilliantly! 3 Now from Thy cheeks has vanished Their color once so fair; From Thy red lips is banished The splendor that was there. Death’s might hath all things taken, Hath robbed Thee ruthlessly; Thy frame, of strength forsaken, Doth hence in weakness lie. 4 O Lord! it was my burden That brought this woe on Thee, I earned it--for my pardon It has been borne by Thee. A child of wrath, look on me, Turn not away Thy face; O Savior! deign to own me, And smile on me in grace. 5 My Guardian, now confess me, My Shepherd, me receive! Thou evermore dost bless me, All good things dost Thou give, Thy lips have often given Me milk and sweetest food, And many a taste of heaven Thy Spirit hath bestow’d. 6 O do not, Lord, deride me, I will not hence depart, Here will I stand beside Thee, When breaks Thine anguished heart; When on Thy breast is sinking In death’s last fatal grasp Thy head, e’en then unshrinking Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp. 7 Naught ever so much blesses, So much rejoices me, As when in Thy distresses I share a part with Thee. My Life, ah! were it ever Vouchsafed me at Thy cross My spirit to deliver, How blessed were my loss! 8 Thanks from my heart I offer Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend, For all that Thou didst suffer; My good didst Thou intend. Ah! grant that I may ever To Thy truth faithful be, And in the last death-shiver May I be found in Thee. 9 When hence I must betake me And death at last must meet, Lord, do not then forsake me, Thy child with welcome greet; When terror has bereft me, Of heart and hope, again, Lord! from my woe uplift me, In virtue of Thy pain. 10 Be Thou my consolation And shield, when I must die; Let me behold Thy passion, When my last hour draws nigh; My dim eyes then shall see Thee, Upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfold Thee; Who dieth thus, dies well! Topics: The Church Year Passion Used With Tune: HASSLER (Herzlich tut mich verlangen)

The Seven Words

Author: Michael D. Schultz, b. 1963 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Their nails were freshly driven Topics: Jesus' Passion Scripture: Luke 23:34 Used With Tune: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN

Come, Lord, and Fight the Battle

Author: Hetty Bowman Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Come, Lord, and fight the battle, My hands are tired and faint; I have no strength to struggle, “Consider my complaint,” One of Thy weakest soldiers Is weary in the field;— Yet Thine is all the vict’ry, Thy love is all my shield. 2 ‘Tis not that I am weary Of service done for Thee;— ‘Tis not that I would alter Thy loving will for me,— Sweet is the vineyard labour, Through all the toil and heat; And sweet the lonely night-watch, Safe resting at Thy feet. 3 Yet, Lord, there is a warfare No eye but Thine may see; Oh! hear my cry for succour, Come Thou, and fight for me. The self I cannot conquer, The will that still is mine, Oh! take them both, Lord Jesus, And make them one with Tine. 4 Take them! I cannot yield them— I am not what I seemed; I have no power, Lord Jesus, To do what Once I dreamed; The yearning of the earth-life Is stronger than my strength; When may the spell be broken, And freedom come at length? 5 Like dew on drooping blossoms, Like breath from holy place, Laden with health and healing, Come Thy deep words of grace: “Thy strength is all in leaning On One who fights for thee, Thine is the helpless clinging, And Mine the victory.” Used With Tune: ST. ALBAN'S

O Savior, Thou Who Wearest a Crown

Author: Karen Lynn Davidson, b. 1943 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O Savior, thou who wearest Topics: Easter; Grace; Jesus Christ Savior; Mercy; Sacrament Scripture: Matthew 27:26-31 Used With Tune: PASSION CHORALE

О, галава Хрыстова

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Unknown Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: О, галава Хрыстова, аблітая крывёй! Lyrics: 1 О, галава Хрыстова, аблітая крывёй! Табе вянец цярнёвы сплялі чужых рукой. Асьмеяна, пабіта сьхілілася з крыжа… Хто, гледзячы на гэта, не плакаў, не дрыжаў? 2 Перад Тваім абліччам сьхіляўся цэлы сьвет; Цябе Бог узьвялічыў перад пачаткам лет, А што цяпер зацьміла Сьвятло Тваіх вачэй? Якое цемры сіла Цябе агнём пячэ? 3 О, Спадару! Пакуты прыняў Ты за мяне; Мае ўсе саграшэньні ўсклаў Бог на Цябе. Няшчасны, засмучоны стаю я прад Табой: Я патаптаў законы, а Ты—сьцякаў крывёй! 4 Хвала Табе, мой Спасе, за крыж і сьмерць Тваю: Яны спакой і шчасьце душы маёй даюць. Хачу Цябе трымацца, быць верным да канца, Калі ж тут скончу працу—вярнуцца ў дом Айца. 5 Усё на гэтым сьвеце, як зорка, мільгане… У дзень тугі і сьмерці Ты сам з’явіся мне. Каб бачыў Твае раны, ды ўсю любоў Тваю,— Тады мне лёгка стане з Табой кідаць зямлю. Used With Tune: PASSION CHORALE

Tam, w górze nad gwiazdami

Author: Karl Plank, d. 1825 Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Wiara, milość, nadzieja Śmierec, zmartwychwstanie i życi wieczne Used With Tune: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN