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Jerusalem! high tower thy glorious walls

Author: Johann M. Meyfart; William R. Whittingham Hymnal: EH1916 #543b (1916) Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Tune Title: WHITTINGHAM Lyrics: Jerusalem! high tower thy glorious walls, Would God I were in thee! Desire of thee my longing heart enthralls, Desire at home to be: Wide from the world outleaping, O'er hill, and vale, and plain, My soul's strong wing is sweeping, Thy portals to attain. O gladsome day and yet more gladsome hour! When shall that hour have come, When my rejoicing soul its own free power May use in going home? Itself to Jesus giving In trust to his own hand, To dwell among the living In that blest Fatherland. Great fastness thou of honour! thee I greet: Throw wide thy gracious gate, An entrance free to give these longing feet, At last released, though late, From wretchedness and sinning, And life's long, weary way; And now, of God's gift, winning Eternity's bright day. Unnumbered choirs before the Lamb's high throne There shout the jubilee, With loud resounding peal and sweetest tone, In blissful ecstasy: 505 A hundred thousand voices Take up the wondrous song; Eternity rejoices God's praises to prolong. Topics: Processional; Sunday Schools

Ride on! ride on in majesty!

Author: Henry H. Milman Hymnal: EH1916 #145b (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WINCHESTER NEW Lyrics: Ride on! ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry; O Savior meek, pursue thy road With palms and scattered garments strewed. Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die: O Christ, thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. Ride on! ride on in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching sacrifice. Ride on! ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on his sapphire throne Expects his own anointed Son. Ride on! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die; Bow thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, thy power, and reign. Topics: Holy Week; Sunday Schools Palm Sunday

On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry

Author: Charles Coffin; John Chandler Hymnal: EH1916 #282 (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WINCHESTER NEW Lyrics: On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Awake and hearken, for he brings Glad tidings of the King of kings. Then cleansed be every Christian breast, And furnished for so great a guest; Yea, let us each our hearts prepare For Christ to come and enter there. For thou art our salvation, Lord, Our refuge and our great reward; Without thy grace we waste away, Like flowers that wither and decay. To heal the sick stretch out thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand; Once more upon thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine. All praise, eternal Son, to thee, Whose Advent set thy people free; Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost for evermore. Amen. Topics: Advent; Holy Days St. John Baptist; Ember Days and Ordination; Missions; Sunday Schools Advent Languages: English

Before Jehovah's awful throne

Author: Isaac Watts; John Wesley Hymnal: EH1916 #309 (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WINCHESTER NEW Lyrics: Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. His sovereign power without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy Name? We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen. Topics: Holy Communion Introits Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: English

While shepherds watched their flocks by night

Author: Nahum Tate Hymnal: EH1916 #71 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Title: WINCHESTER OLD Lyrics: While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. "To you, in David's town, this day Is born of David's line, The Savior, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: "The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song: "All glory be to God on high And on the earth be peace; Good will henceforth from heaven to men Begin and never cease." Topics: Christmas; Sunday Schools Christmastide Languages: English

Lord, when we bend before Thy throne

Author: Joseph D. Carlyle Hymnal: EH1916 #124a (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Title: WINDSOR Lyrics: O Lord, when we bend before thy throne, And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own, And hate what we deplore. Our broken spirits, pitying, see; True penitence impart; And let a kindling glance from thee Beam hope upon the heart. When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign; And not a thought our bosoms share That is not wholly thine. Let faith each weak petition fill, And waft it to the skies, And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it, or denies. Amen. Topics: Ash Wednesday and Lent Languages: English

My God, how wonderful Thou art

Author: Frederick W. Faber Hymnal: EH1916 #221 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Title: WINDSOR Lyrics: My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright, How beautiful Thy mercy-seat, In depths of burning light! How dread are Thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord; By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored! How wonderful, how beautiful, The sight of Thee must be, Thine endless wisdom, boundless power And awful purity! O how I fear Thee, living God, With deepest, tenderest fears, And worship Thee with trembling hope, And penitential tears! Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord, Almighty as Thou art, For Thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. Amen. Topics: Sundays after Trinity; Sundays after Trinity Faith Languages: English

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me

Author: Paulus Gerhardt; John Wesley Hymnal: EH1916 #229 (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Tune Title: WINKWORTH Lyrics: Jesus, thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; O knit my thankful heart to thee, And reign without a rival there! Thine wholly, thine alone, I am; Be thou alone my constant flame. O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but thy pure love alone! O may thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange flames far from my heart remove; May every act, word, thought be love! 210 O love, how cheering is thy ray! All pain before thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but thee! Still let thy love point out my way! What wondrous things thy love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my word, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. O In suffering, be thy love my peace; In weakness, be thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that dark, final hour Of death, be thou my Guide and Friend, That I may love thee without end. Amen. Languages: English

Glory to the blessèd Jesus!

Author: Anonymous Hymnal: EH1916 #347 (1916) Meter: 8.5.7.5 Tune Title: WOODCHESTER Lyrics: Glory to the blessèd Jesus! Who for us was born, In the stable, cold and poor, On glad Christmas morn. Glory to the blessèd Jesus Who was crucified On Good Friday for our sins: Loving us he died. Glory to the blessèd Jesus! Who for sinners lay In the tomb, and rose upon Happy Easter Day. Glory to the blessèd Jesus! He, who is our Way, Went up in a cloud to heaven On Ascension Day. Glory to the blessèd Jesus! Who at Whitsuntide Sent his Holy Spirit down With us to abide. Glory to the blessèd Jesus! We will praise his love, All our days on earth below, And for aye above. Amen. Topics: Catechism; Sunday Schools Sunday Morning; Sunday Schools Ascension; Sunday Schools Christmastide; Sunday Schools Whitsunday; Sunday Schools General Use; Sunday Schools Passiontide; Sunday Schools Palm Sunday; Sunday Schools Eastertide Languages: English

Just as I am, without one plea

Author: Charlotte Elliott Hymnal: EH1916 #139b (1916) Meter: 8.8.8.6 Tune Title: WOODWORTH Lyrics: Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed for me, And that thou bidd'st me come to thee, Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings and fears within, without, Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; Sight, riches, healing of the mind Yea, all I need, in thee to find, Just as I am: thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe, Just as I am, thy love unknown Has broken every barrier down; Now to be thine, yea, thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come. Amen. Topics: Ash Wednesday and Lent; Parochial Missions