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CHARNWOOD

Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Composer and/or Arranger: Charles Edward Moberly, 1820-1893 Tune Key: E Major Incipit: 32255 65116 55433 Used With Text: O God, Our Maker, Throned on High

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O God, Our Maker, Throned on High

Author: King Alfred; Robert M. Moorsom; Martin F. Tupper Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1. O God, our maker, throned on high, The earth is Thine, and Thine the sky, Th’adoring sun obeys Thy will, And countless stars Thy laws fulfill. 2. The lengthening light of summer day, The winter frost, Thy power display, Nature proclaims Thy sovereign skill; Man, and man only, spurns Thy will. 3. The wicked sit on earth’s high seat, And tread the holy ’neath their feet; Good goes so crookedly astray, Bright deeds lie hidden oft away. 4. Great God! Who seest from above, Regard us with Thy pitying love, Perplexed by doubts, with toil and strife, We ask more light—we long for life. Used With Tune: CHARNWOOD Text Sources: Re-metered in Renderings of Church Hymns, 1901, page 68; translation in King Alfred's Poems, 1850, page 18
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We Leave Thy House, but Leave Not Thee

Author: Thomas Tiplady, 1882-1967 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1. We leave Thy house, but leave not Thee, For Thou wilt ever with us be; For time nor space can us divide, Or take us from our Shepherd’s side. 2. Thy flock we are: Thy house our fold Where we together Thee behold; Yet, when we scatter o’er life’s fields, Thy presence sweet communion yields. 3. The Upper Room has not decayed, Each stone has now a million made; In every land disciples meet, And see Thy wounded hands and feet. 4. Though lamps go out, and home we turn, We feel our hearts within us burn; And, day far spent, the very street Rings, like Emmaus, with Thy feet. Used With Tune: CHARNWOOD
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Now Evening Comes

Author: Michael Perry Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: Now evening comes to close the day Lyrics: 1 Now evening comes to close the day, and soon the silent hours shall banish all our fears away, and sleep renew our pow'rs. 2 Into your hands, eternal Friend, we give ourselves again, and to your watchful care commend all those in grief or pain. 3 In waking lift our thoughts above, in sleeping guard us still, that we may rise to know our love and prove your perfect will. 4 To Father, Son, and Spirit - praise, all mortal praise be giv'n, till sleep at last shall end our days and we shall wake in heav'n. Topics: Morning and Evening; Comfort; Evening hymns; Grief and sorrow; Rest Scripture: Psalm 121 Used With Tune: CHARNWOOD

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O God, Our Maker, Throned on High

Author: King Alfred; Robert M. Moorsom; Martin F. Tupper Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4902 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. O God, our maker, throned on high, The earth is Thine, and Thine the sky, Th’adoring sun obeys Thy will, And countless stars Thy laws fulfill. 2. The lengthening light of summer day, The winter frost, Thy power display, Nature proclaims Thy sovereign skill; Man, and man only, spurns Thy will. 3. The wicked sit on earth’s high seat, And tread the holy ’neath their feet; Good goes so crookedly astray, Bright deeds lie hidden oft away. 4. Great God! Who seest from above, Regard us with Thy pitying love, Perplexed by doubts, with toil and strife, We ask more light—we long for life. Languages: English Tune Title: CHARNWOOD
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We Leave Thy House, but Leave Not Thee

Author: Thomas Tiplady, 1882-1967 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #7563 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. We leave Thy house, but leave not Thee, For Thou wilt ever with us be; For time nor space can us divide, Or take us from our Shepherd’s side. 2. Thy flock we are: Thy house our fold Where we together Thee behold; Yet, when we scatter o’er life’s fields, Thy presence sweet communion yields. 3. The Upper Room has not decayed, Each stone has now a million made; In every land disciples meet, And see Thy wounded hands and feet. 4. Though lamps go out, and home we turn, We feel our hearts within us burn; And, day far spent, the very street Rings, like Emmaus, with Thy feet. Languages: English Tune Title: CHARNWOOD
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Now Evening Comes

Author: Michael Perry Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #570 (1995) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Now evening comes to close the day Lyrics: 1 Now evening comes to close the day, and soon the silent hours shall banish all our fears away, and sleep renew our pow'rs. 2 Into your hands, eternal Friend, we give ourselves again, and to your watchful care commend all those in grief or pain. 3 In waking lift our thoughts above, in sleeping guard us still, that we may rise to know our love and prove your perfect will. 4 To Father, Son, and Spirit - praise, all mortal praise be giv'n, till sleep at last shall end our days and we shall wake in heav'n. Topics: Morning and Evening; Comfort; Evening hymns; Grief and sorrow; Rest Scripture: Psalm 121 Languages: English Tune Title: CHARNWOOD

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Michael Perry

1942 - 1996 Author of "Now Evening Comes" in Moravian Book of Worship Initially studying mathematics and physics at Dulwich College, Michael A. Perry (b. Beckenham, Kent, England, 1942; d. England, 1996) was headed for a career in the sciences. However, after one year of study in physics at the University of London, he transferred to Oak Hill College to study theology. He also studied at Ridley Hall, Cambridge, and received a M.Phil. from the University of Southhampton in 1973. Ordained a priest in the Church of England in 1966, Perry served the parish of St. Helen's in Liverpool as a youth worker and evangelist. From 1972 to 1981 he was the vicar of Bitterne in Southhampton and from 1981 to 1989, rector of Eversley in Hampshire and chaplain at the Police Staff College. He then became vicar of Tonbridge in Kent, where he remained until his death from a brain tumor in 1996. Perry published widely in the areas of Bible study and worship. He edited Jubilate publications such as Hymns far Today's Church (1982), Carols far Today (1986), Come Rejoice! (1989), and Psalms for Today (1990). Composer of the musical drama Coming Home (1987), he also wrote more than two hundred hymns and Bible versifications. Bert Polman

Thomas Tiplady

1882 - 1967 Person Name: Thomas Tiplady, 1882-1967 Author of "We Leave Thy House, but Leave Not Thee" in The Cyber Hymnal Tiplady, Thomas. Was Director of the Lambeth Mission in South London, which was maintained under the auspices of the Methodist Church. --The Hymn Society, DNAH Archives ============================== Thomas Tiplady is the Director of the Lambeth Mission in South London which is maintained under the auspices of the Methodist Church. There for thirty-seven years he has ministered among the poor of that section of the great British metropolis. It has been a ministry with many unique features among them a moving picture program at the "Ideal" which has become an institution in itself. Out of this work in London have come several volumes of hymns written originially for use in the services at the Mission. Several of these hymns are to be found in American hymnbooks. He is a member of the Hymn Society of America; and has had close relationship with the Society and its members. --Eleven Ecumenical Hymns, 1954. Used by permission.

Martin F. Tupper

Translator (from Latin) of "O God, Our Maker, Throned on High" in The Cyber Hymnal