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Dear Refuge of my weary soul

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #502 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, On Thee, when sorrows rise, On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, For Thou alone canst heal; Thy Word can bring a sweet relief For every pain I feel. 3 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face? And shall I seek in vain? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer; O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there! Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

O God, my days are dark indeed

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #503 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O God, my days are dark indeed, How oft this aching heart must bleed; The narrow way,--how filled with pain, That I must pass, ere heaven I gain! 2 How hard to teach this flesh and blood To seek alone th'eternal God! Ah! whither now for comfort turn? For Thee, my Jesus, do I yearn. 3 In Thee have I, howe'er distressed, Found ever counsel, aid, and rest! I can not all forsaken be, While still my heart can trust in Thee. 4 Thine office and Thy person show That Thou great miracle canst do; Miraculous was, Lord, Thy birth When Thou wert born a child on earth. 5 And by Thy death Thou mak'st me free So strangely from all misery. Jesus, my only God and Lord, What sweetness in Thy name is stored! 6 No grief can ever be so sore, But Thy sweet name can cheer me more; So keen no sorrow's rankling dart, But Thy sweet name can heal my heart. 7 Although my flesh and heart may fail, I'll heed it not, I shall not quail; My Savior, if I have but Thee, I shall be blest eternally. 8 With heart and soul I'm Thine fore'er; Sin, death, and hell I need not fear. The world can show no truth like Thine, And therefore will I not repine. 9 I know Thou wilt forsake me not, Thy truth is fixed, though dark my lot, Thou art my Shepherd, and Thy sheep From harm forever Thou wilt keep. 10 Jesus, my Boast, my Light, my Joy, The Treasure naught can e'er destroy, No words, no song that I can frame Speak half the sweetness of Thy name. 11 They only all its power shall prove Whose hearts have learnt Thy faith and love; How many a time I've sadly said, Far better were it I were dead; 12 Far better ne'er the light to see If I had not this joy in Thee; For he who hath not Thee in faith, His very life is merely death. 13 Jesus, my Bridegroom and my Crown, If Thou but smile, the world may frown, In Thee He depths of joy untold, Far richer than the richest gold. 14 Whene'er I do but think of Thee, Thy dews drop down and solace me; Whene'er I hope in Thee, my Friend, Thy comfort and Thy peace descend. 15 Where'er in grief I pray and sing, I feel new courage in me spring; Thy Spirit witnesses that this Is foretaste of th'eternal bliss. 16 Therefore, while life remains in me, I'll bear Thy cross and follow Thee. Grant me a patient, willing mood; I know that it shall work my good. 17 Help me to do my task aright, That it may stand before Thy sight; Let me this flesh and blood control, From sin and shame preserve my soul. 18 O keep me steadfast in the faith, Then I am Thine in life and death; Jesus, my Comfort, bend to me, Ah, would I were e'en now with Thee! Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

In weariness and pain

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #504 (1918) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 In weariness and pain, By sins and fears oppressed, I turn me to my Rest again, My soul's eternal Rest. 2 The Lamb that died for me, And still my load doth bear; To Jesus' streaming wounds I flee, And find my quiet there. 3 Jesus, was ever grief, Was ever love like Thine? Thy sorrow, Lord, is my relief, Thy life hath ransomed mine. 4 O may I rise with Thee, And soar to things above, And spend a blest eternity In praise of dying love. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Zion mourns in fear and anguish

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #505 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Zion mourns in fear and anguish, Zion, city of our God: "Ah!" she saith, "how sore I languish, Bowed beneath so hard a load; God hath sure forsook me quite, And forgot my evil plight;"-- Nay, the Lord, who chose thee, spares thee, For within His heart He bears thee. 2 "Once," she mourns, "He promised plainly That His help should aye be near, Yet I now must seek Him vainly In my days of woe and fear. Will He then forevermore Keep His anger, and no more Help His chosen generation In their present tribulation?" 3 "Zion, surely I have loved thee!" Thus to her the Highest saith, "Although many woes have proved thee, And thy soul is sad to death, Yet now cast thy griefs behind; Where wilt thou a mother find, For her own child not providing, Or in hatred with it chiding?" 4 "And if thou couldst find a mother Who forgot her infant's claim, Or whose wrath her love could smother, Yet would I be still the same; For my truth is pledged to thee, Zion, thou art dear to me, I within my heart have set thee, And I never can forget thee." 5 "Let not Satan make thee craven, He can fight but cannot harm; On my hands thy name is graven, And thy shield is still my arm. How, then, could it ever be That I failed to think of thee, Build the wall of my own city, And look down on thee with pity?" 6 "Thou before my eyes art ever, In my bosom thou art laid As a nursing child, and never Shalt thou lack my timely aid. Me and thee no time, nor stress, War, nor danger, nor distress, No, nor Satan's self shall sever,-- Only be thou faithful ever." Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Let not such a thought e'er pain thee

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #506 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Let not such a thought e’er pain thee As that thou art cast away, But within God’s Word restrain thee, That far otherwise doth say. E’en though thou unrighteous art, True and faithful is God’s heart. Hast thou death deserved forever? God’s appeased, despond thou never! 2 Thou art, as is every other, Tainted by the poison sin, That the Serpent, and our father Adam, by the fall, brought in. But if thou God’s voice dost hear, “Turn to me, do good,” ne’er fear, Be of good cheer, He thy yearning Will regard, thy prayer ne’er spurning. 3 He is not a bear or lion Thirsting only for thy blood, Faithful is thy God in Zion, Gentle ever is His mood. God aye as a Father feels, He’s afflicted by our ills, Our misfortune sorrow gives Him, And our dying ever grieves Him. 4 “Truly,” saith He, “as I’m living, I the death of none desire, But that men themselves upgiving, May be rescued from sin’s mire.” When a prodigal returns, God’s heart then with rapture burns, Wills that not the least one even Ever from his flock be driven. 5 Shepherd was so faithful never, Seeking sheep that go astray; Couldest thou God’s heart see ever How He cares for them alway, How it thirsts and sighs and burns, After him who from Him turns, From His people’s midst doth wander, Love would make thee weep and ponder. 6 God the good not only loveth Who in His house ever dwell, But His heart compassion moveth Tow’rds those whom the Prince of hell Hath enslaved, the cruel foe, Who men’s hearts with hate to glow Makes ’gainst Him, who when He ever Moves His foot, can make earth quiver. 7 Deep His love is and enduring, His desire is ever great, He is calling and alluring Us to enter heaven’s wide gate. When they come, whoe’er they be, Seeking now that liberty From the Devil’s fangs be given, Glad are all the hosts of heaven. 8 God and all on high who’re dwelling ’Fore whom heaven must hush its voice, When their Maker’s praise forth telling O’er our penitence rejoice; But what has been done amiss Covered now and buried is, All offence to Him we’ve given, All, yea all, is now forgiven. 9 From no lake so much is gushing, No depth is so deep at all, With such force no stream is rushing, All compared with God is small; Naught is like His grace so great, That remits our mighty debt, That He ever throweth over All our lives e’en as a cover. 10 Soul, why art thou sad and dreary? Rest now and contented be! Why wilt thou thyself so weary When there is no need for thee? Though thy sins appear to thee Like a vast and shoreless sea, If thou with God’s heart compare them, ’Twill a trifle seem to bear them. 11 Could we myriad worlds discover All sunk in apostacy, Had the sins there o’er and over Every one been done by thee, Oh! still they were less by far Than the light of grace so clear Could on earth extinguish ever, God from greater could deliver. 12 Of such wondrous love and favor Open wide the door to me; Everywhere and aye, my Savior, Tasted be thy grace by me Love me, Lord! and let me be Nearer ever drawn to Thee, That I may embrace and love Thee, Never more to anger move Thee. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Whatever God ordains is good!

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #507 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Whatever God ordains is good! Holy His will abideth; I will be still whate’er He doth, And follow where He guideth, He is my God; Though dark my road, He knoweth how to shield me, Wherefore to Him I yield me. 2 Whatever God ordains is good! He never will deceive me; He leads me by the proper path, I know He will not leave me, And take content What He hath sent; His hand that sends my sadness Will turn my tears to gladness. 3 Whatever God ordains is good! His loving thought attends me; No poisoned draught the cup can be That my Physician sends me, But medicine due; For God is true. Of doubt, then, I'll divest me, And on His goodness rest me. 4 Whatever God ordains is good! My Life, my Light can never Intend me harm; then, to His care I give myself forever In weal or woe; For well I know, Some day I shall see clearly, That God did love me dearly. 5 Whatever God ordains is good! Though now this cup in drinking May bitter to my taste appear, I take it all unshrinking; For to my heart God will impart A timely balm of healing, And end each painful feeling. 6 Whatever God ordains is good! Here shall my stand be taken; Though sorrow, need, or death be mine, Yet I am not forsaken; My Father’s care Is round me there, His arms embrace and shield me; Then to my God I yield me. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

In God, my faithful God

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #508 (1918) Meter: 6.6.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 In God, my faithful God, I trust when dark my road; Though many woes o'ertake me, Yet He will not forsake me; His love it is doth send them, And when 'tis best will end them. 2 My sins assail me sore, But I despair no more; I build on Christ who loves me, From this rock nothing moves me; To Him I all surrender To Him, my soul's Defender. 3 If death my portion be, Then death is gain to me, And Christ my life forever, From whom death cannot sever; Come when it may, He'll shield me, To Him I wholly yield me. 4 O Jesus Christ, my Lord, So meek in deed and word, Thou once didst die to save us, Because Thou fain wouldst have us After this life of sadness Heirs of Thy heavenly gladness. 5 "So be it," then I say, With all my heart each day; We, too, dear Lord, adore Thee, We sing for joy before Thee. Guide us while here we wander, Till safely landed yonder. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

From God shall naught divide me

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #509 (1918) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 From God shall naught divide me, For He is true for aye, And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray; His ever-bounteous hand By night and day is heedful, And gives me what is needful, Where'er I go or stand. 2 When man's help and affection Shall unavailing prove, God grants me His protection, And proves His power and love; He helps me in my need, Delivers me from evil, From sin, and death, and Devil, He is my Friend indeed. 3 If sorrow comes, He sent it, In Him I put my trust; I never shall repent it, For He is true and just, And endeth every ill; My life and soul I render, To God, my strong Defender, Let Him do as He will. 4 Whate'er shall be His pleasure Is surely best for me; He gave His dearest Treasure, That our weak hearts may see How good His will is toward us; And in His Son He gave us Whate'er could bless and save us; Praise Him who loveth thus! 5 O praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; O blest the hour whenever Our thoughts to Him can speed; Yea, all the time we spend Without Him is but wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. 6 The world away is passing With all its pomp and pride, All we have been amassing No longer may abide: But in our earthly bed, When safely we are sleeping, God hath us in His keeping, To wake us from the dead. 7 Our soul shall never perish, But in yon paradise The joys of heaven shall cherish; Our body shall arise Pure, holy, new-born, free From every sin and evil; The tempting of the Devil We then no more shall see. 8 Then, though on earth I suffer Much trial, well I know I merit ways still rougher, And 'tis to heaven I go; For Christ I know and love, To Him I now am hasting, And gladness everlasting With Him my heart shall prove. 9 Such is His will that made us, The Father seeks our good; The Son hath grace to rid us, And saves us by His blood; His Spirit rules our ways, Through faith in us abiding, To heaven our footsteps guiding; To Him be thanks and praise! Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

God is love; His mercy brightens

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #510 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 God is love; His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens: God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy ever, Man decays, and ages move: But His mercy waneth never: God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will His changeless goodness prove; From the gloom His brightness streameth: God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth: God is wisdom, God is love. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Who puts his trust In God most just

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #511 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.1 Lyrics: 1 Who puts his trust In God most just Hath built his house securely; He who relies On Jesus Christ, Heaven shall be his most surely. Then fixed on Thee My trust shall be, For Thy truth cannot alter; While mine Thou art Not death's worst smart Shall make my courage falter. 2 Though fiercest foes My course oppose, A dauntless front I'll show them: My Champion Thou, Lord Christ, art now, Who soon shalt overthrow them; And if but Thee I have in me With Thy good gifts and Spirit, Nor death nor hell, I know full well, Shall hurt me, through Thy merit. 3 I rest me here Without a fear; By Thee shall all be given That I can need, O Friend indeed, For this life or for heaven. O make me true, My heart renew, My soul and flesh deliver! Lord, hear my prayer, And in Thy care Keep me in peace forever. Topics: Cross and Comfort Languages: English