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OLIVET (Dykes)
Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 13 hymnals Matching Instances: 13 Composer and/or Arranger: John Bacchus Dykes Tune Key: A Major Incipit: 55113 51433 21155 Used With Text: Thou Art Gone Up on High
OLIVET (Dykes)
Thou art gone up on high
Author: E. Toke Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 139 hymnals Matching Instances: 5 Topics: Ascensiontide; Processionals Ascensiontide Used With Tune: OLIVET
Thou art gone up on high
Angels Your March Oppose
Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 23 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: OLIVET (DYKES)
Angels Your March Oppose
Lord, We Have All Forsook
Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Lord, we have all forsook
Thy dying love to know,
To bear Thy light and easy yoke,
And in Thy footsteps go;
Our pleasure, goods, and fame:
We yield what we have stored,
In pain, and poverty, and shame,
Partakers with our Lord.
2 Armed with Thy strength alone,
We still our all resign;
The lives which once we called our own,
Are not our own, but Thine:
Ready we always stand
In Thine almighty power,
To yield them up at Thy command,
And meet the fiery hour.
3 Where is the promise then,
The bliss Thou hast prepared
For us before the sons of men,
Where is our great reward?
The hundredfold increase
Of goods, and lands, and friends,
The sweet unutterable peace,
The joy that never ends!
4 Surely we are possessed
Of Thee our recompense,
Ecstasy fills our panting breast,
And pains our aching sense:
What hath the world like this!
The joy which now we know—
’Tis more than joy, or life, or bliss,
’Tis Heaven begun below.
5 Yet O! we look for more
And mightier joys above,
The fullness of Thy heavenly store,
Of Thine eternal love:
Glory shall end the strife,
And in these bodies shine;
Jesu, our everlasting life,
Our flesh shall be like Thine.
6 Changed by His mighty love,
We shall be as our Lord,
And sit upon our thrones above,
And bless His just award:
While trembling at the bar,
Devils and tyrants stand,
We shall with Him their doom declare,
And shout at His right hand.
7 Then every saint of His
Shall lean upon His breast;
The wicked there from troubling cease,
And there the weary rest:
Our sufferings all are o’er,
Our tears are wiped away,
We only love, rejoice, adore,
Through one eternal day.
8 The rivers of delight
That there our souls embrace,
The glorious beatific sight
That veils the angel’s face,
The joys ineffable
That from Thy presence flow,
The fullness here we cannot tell,
But, Lord, we die to know. Used With Tune: OLIVET Text Sources: Hymns for Times of Trouble and Persecution by John and Charles Wesley (London: Strahan, 1744)
Lord, We Have All Forsook
On Taking Down the Christmas Greens
Author: Emma F. R. Campbell Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12437 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D First Line: Take down the faded wreaths Lyrics: 1 Take down the faded wreaths,
Untwine the garlands gay,
Though that glad time we hung them up
Seems but as yesterday.
And from their crumbling leaves
We still can almost hear
The echoes of the carols sweet
And greetings of new year.
2 But ah! full well we know
The festive season’s o’er;
And treading in life’s dusty ways
We find ourselves once more.
More swift than wheels of steam
The golden hours have rolled;
And while we dreamed the year was young,
We wake to find it old.
3 Now clear above the din
Of daily toil and care,
We hear again in solemn tones
The Lenten call to prayer:
Now turn from pleasure’s round,
A higher joy to find
In fellowship with Him whose death
Gave life to all mankind.
4 Thus do the years go on,
And times and seasons glide,
Till soon the story of our life
Is closed and laid aside.
Ah! Life’s a mystic page!
In vain we strive to scan
The hidden thought between the lines—
God’s purposes to man. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
On Taking Down the Christmas Greens
The Caution Is Not Vain
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11690 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 The caution is not vain:
We may unfaithful prove,
And turn from God to sin again,
And fall from pardoning love;
Yet will we boldly press
T’ward our high calling’s prize,
And follow after holiness,
And to perfection rise.
2 Perfection is the good
Which wrestling saints receive,
Worthy of all to be pursued
Who in our Lord believe:
Perfection is the goal
Which terminates our race;
And comes to that, the spotless soul
Expires in his embrace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
The Caution Is Not Vain
My Gracious, Loving Lord
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11613 Meter: 6.6.8.6 D Lyrics: 1 My gracious, loving Lord,
To Thee what shall I say?
Well may I tremble at Thy word,
And scarce presume to pray!
Ten thousand wants have I;
Alas! I all things want;
And Thou hast bid me always cry,
And never, never faint.
2 Yet, Lord, well might I fear,
Fear even to ask Thy grace;
So oft have I, alas! drawn near.
And mocked Thee to Thy face:
With all pollutions stained,
Thy hallowed courts I trod,
Thy name and temple I profaned,
And dared to call Thee God!
3 Nigh with my lips I drew,
My lips were all unclean;
Thee with my heart I never knew.
My heart was full of sin;
Far from the living Lord,
As far as hell from Heaven,
Thy purity I still abhorred,
Nor looked to be forgiven.
4 My nature I obeyed,
My own desires pursued;
And still a den of thieves I made
The hallowed house of God.
The worship He approves
To Him I would not pay;
My selfish ends and creature-loves
Had stole my heart away.
5 A goodly, formal saint
I long appeared in sight,
By self and Satan taught to paint
My tomb, my nature, white.
The Pharisee within
Still undisturbed remained
The strong man, armed with guilt of sin,
Safe in his palace reigned.
6 But O! the jealous God
In my behalf came down;
Jesus Himself the stronger showed.
And claimed me for His own:
My spirit He alarmed,
And brought into distress;
He shook and bound the strong man armed
In his self-righteousness.
7 Faded my virtuous show,
My form without the power;
The sin-convincing Spirit blew,
And blasted every flower:
My mouth was stopped, and shame
Covered my guilty face;
I fell on the atoning Lamb,
And I was saved by grace. Languages: English Tune Title: OLIVET
My Gracious, Loving Lord
John Bacchus Dykes
1823 - 1876 Composer of "OLIVET (Dykes)" in The Cyber Hymnal As a young child John Bacchus Dykes (b. Kingston-upon-Hull' England, 1823; d. Ticehurst, Sussex, England, 1876) took violin and piano lessons. At the age of ten he became the organist of St. John's in Hull, where his grandfather was vicar. After receiving a classics degree from St. Catherine College, Cambridge, England, he was ordained in the Church of England in 1847. In 1849 he became the precentor and choir director at Durham Cathedral, where he introduced reforms in the choir by insisting on consistent attendance, increasing rehearsals, and initiating music festivals. He served the parish of St. Oswald in Durham from 1862 until the year of his death. To the chagrin of his bishop, Dykes favored the high church practices associated with the Oxford Movement (choir robes, incense, and the like). A number of his three hundred hymn tunes are still respected as durable examples of Victorian hymnody. Most of his tunes were first published in Chope's Congregational Hymn and Tune Book (1857) and in early editions of the famous British hymnal, Hymns Ancient and Modern.
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John Bacchus Dykes
Emma Leslie Toke
1812 - 1878 Person Name: Emma L. Toke Author of "Thou Art Gone Up on High" in The Cyber Hymnal Mrs. Toke is the wife of the Rev. Nicholas Toke, Rector of Godington, Ashford, Kent.
--Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A. 1872.
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Toke, Emma, nèe Leslie, daughter of John Leslie, D.D., Bishop of Kilmore, was born at Holywood, Belfast, Aug. 9, 1812; married to the Rev. Nicholas Toke, Godington Park, Ashford, Kent, in 1837; and died in 1878. Mrs. Toke's early hymns were written in 1851, "at the request of a friend who was collecting for the Committee of the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge", and they appeared in the S. P. C. K. Hymns for Public Worship, 1852, as follows:—
1. Glory to Thee, 0 Lord.
2. Lord, of Thy mercy, hear our cry. National Thanksgiving.
3. 0 Lord, in all our trials here. Saints' Days, General.
4. 0 Lord, Thou knowest all the snares. Lent.
5. 0 Thou, to Whose all seeing eye. Annunciation.
6. 0 Thou, Who didst with love untold. St. Thomas.
7. Thou art gone up on high. Ascension.
The most popular of these hymns are, "Glory to Thee, O Lord"; "O Lord, Thou knowest all the snares"; and "Thou art gone up on high." These hymns as a whole are simple and pleasing. They seldom rise into passionate fervour, and are weakened in several instances by faulty construction. They have been widely adopted in Great Britain and America. Another series of hymns by Mrs. Toke was contributed to the Sunday School Liturgy . . . and Hymn Book, arranged by the Rev. B. Judd, B.A., Incumbent of St. Mary's, Halifax. Halifax, F. King, 1870.
These hymns have failed to attract attention, although in literary merit they fall little short of her earlier efforts. They are:—
8. Jesu! by Whose Almighty Grace. St. Andrew.
9. Lord God, the strength and stay of all. General.
10. Lord of all power and might. General.
11. Lord of light and life. St. Mark.
12. O Father, Whom in truth to know. Saints Philip and James.
13. 0 God of comfort, Thou alone. St. Barnabas.
14. O God of mercy, chill and dark. St. John Evangist
15. O God, the strength and stay of all. General.
16. O God, upon this solemn day. St. Matthias.
17. O Thou, Who didst through heavens, &c. Puri¬fication Blessed Virgin Mary
18. The joyful day at last is come. Easter.
19. This is the day when Jesus Christ. Christmas.
20. Upon this sad and solemn day. Good Friday.
21. We bless Thee, Lord, for that clear light. Conversion St. Paul.
In addition to these hymns Mrs. Toke rewrote and expanded some of her earlier compositions. In their new form, however, they are almost unknown.
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
Emma Leslie Toke
Charles Wesley
1707 - 1788 Author of "My Gracious, Loving Lord" in The Cyber Hymnal Charles Wesley, M.A. was the great hymn-writer of the Wesley family, perhaps, taking quantity and quality into consideration, the great hymn-writer of all ages. Charles Wesley was the youngest son and 18th child of Samuel and Susanna Wesley, and was born at Epworth Rectory, Dec. 18, 1707. In 1716 he went to Westminster School, being provided with a home and board by his elder brother Samuel, then usher at the school, until 1721, when he was elected King's Scholar, and as such received his board and education free. In 1726 Charles Wesley was elected to a Westminster studentship at Christ Church, Oxford, where he took his degree in 1729, and became a college tutor. In the early part of the same year his religious impressions were much deepened, and he became one of the first band of "Oxford Methodists."
In 1735 he went with his brother John to Georgia, as secretary to General Oglethorpe, having before he set out received Deacon's and Priest's Orders on two successive Sundays. His stay in Georgia was very short; he returned to England in 1736, and in 1737 came under the influence of Count Zinzendorf and the Moravians, especially of that remarkable man who had so large a share in moulding John Wesley's career, Peter Bonier, and also of a Mr. Bray, a brazier in Little Britain. On Whitsunday, 1737, [sic. 1738] he "found rest to his soul," and in 1738 he became curate to his friend, Mr. Stonehouse, Vicar of Islington, but the opposition of the churchwardens was so great that the Vicar consented that he "should preach in his church no more." Henceforth his work was identified with that of his brother John, and he became an indefatigable itinerant and field preacher. On April 8, 1749, he married Miss Sarah Gwynne. His marriage, unlike that of his brother John, was a most happy one; his wife was accustomed to accompany him on his evangelistic journeys, which were as frequent as ever until the year 1756," when he ceased to itinerate, and mainly devoted himself to the care of the Societies in London and Bristol. Bristol was his headquarters until 1771, when he removed with his family to London, and, besides attending to the Societies, devoted himself much, as he had done in his youth, to the spiritual care of prisoners in Newgate. He had long been troubled about the relations of Methodism to the Church of England, and strongly disapproved of his brother John's "ordinations." Wesley-like, he expressed his disapproval in the most outspoken fashion, but, as in the case of Samuel at an earlier period, the differences between the brothers never led to a breach of friendship. He died in London, March 29, 1788, and was buried in Marylebone churchyard. His brother John was deeply grieved because he would not consent to be interred in the burial-ground of the City Road Chapel, where he had prepared a grave for himself, but Charles said, "I have lived, and I die, in the Communion of the Church of England, and I will be buried in the yard of my parish church." Eight clergymen of the Church of England bore his pall. He had a large family, four of whom survived him; three sons, who all became distinguished in the musical world, and one daughter, who inherited some of her father's poetical genius. The widow and orphans were treated with the greatest kindness and generosity by John Wesley.
As a hymn-writer Charles Wesley was unique. He is said to have written no less than 6500 hymns, and though, of course, in so vast a number some are of unequal merit, it is perfectly marvellous how many there are which rise to the highest degree of excellence. His feelings on every occasion of importance, whether private or public, found their best expression in a hymn. His own conversion, his own marriage, the earthquake panic, the rumours of an invasion from France, the defeat of Prince Charles Edward at Culloden, the Gordon riots, every Festival of the Christian Church, every doctrine of the Christian Faith, striking scenes in Scripture history, striking scenes which came within his own view, the deaths of friends as they passed away, one by one, before him, all furnished occasions for the exercise of his divine gift. Nor must we forget his hymns for little children, a branch of sacred poetry in which the mantle of Dr. Watts seems to have fallen upon him. It would be simply impossible within our space to enumerate even those of the hymns which have become really classical. The saying that a really good hymn is as rare an appearance as that of a comet is falsified by the work of Charles Wesley; for hymns, which are really good in every respect, flowed from his pen in quick succession, and death alone stopped the course of the perennial stream.
It has been the common practice, however for a hundred years or more to ascribe all translations from the German to John Wesley, as he only of the two brothers knew that language; and to assign to Charles Wesley all the original hymns except such as are traceable to John Wesley through his Journals and other works.
The list of 482 original hymns by John and Charles Wesley listed in this Dictionary of Hymnology have formed an important part of Methodist hymnody and show the enormous influence of the Wesleys on the English hymnody of the nineteenth century.
-- Excerpts from John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
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Charles Wesley, the son of Samuel Wesley, was born at Epworth, Dec. 18, 1707. He was educated at Westminster School and afterwards at Christ Church, Oxford, where he graduated M.A. In 1735, he took Orders and immediately proceeded with his brother John to Georgia, both being employed as missionaries of the S.P.G. He returned to England in 1736. For many years he engaged with his brother in preaching the Gospel. He died March 29, 1788. To Charles Wesley has been justly assigned the appellation of the "Bard of Methodism." His prominence in hymn writing may be judged from the fact that in the "Wesleyan Hymn Book," 623 of the 770 hymns were written by him; and he published more than thirty poetical works, written either by himself alone, or in conjunction with his brother. The number of his separate hymns is at least five thousand.
--Annotations of the Hymnal, Charles Hutchins, M.A., 1872.
Charles Wesley
