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We sing your praise, eternal God

Author: Alan Gaunt (b. 1935) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 We sing your praise, eternal God, to whom all praise belongs; but we can never match your love, however loud our songs: 2 Your love which comes so silently, through all the noise we hear; the noise of quarrelling and war, the cries of grief and fear. 3 The winds of doubt uproot our faith, the earthquakes of despair destroy our hope, and fires of hate kill love and stifle prayer. 4 And yet no sound on earth can drown the silence we have heard; the voice of your eternal love; the silence of your Word. 5 It comes to guilty, broken hearts, with challenge and release; prepares us for self-sacrifice and speaks eternal peace. Topics: Doubt; Fear; God Love of; Justice and Peace; Peace Scripture: 1 Kings 19 Used With Tune: THIS ENDRIS NYGHT

Lord, when we have not any light

Author: Annie Matheson, 1853-1924 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 8 hymnals Topics: For Little Children Used With Tune: THIS ENDRIS NYGHT

The Son of God his glory hides

Author: Jean de Santeul, 1630-1697; John Chandler, 1806-1876 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 The Son of God his glory hides to dwell with parents poor; and he who made the heavens abides in dwelling-place obscure. 2 Those mighty hands that stay the sky no earthly toil refuse; and he who set the stars on high an humble trade pursues. 3 He in whose sight the angels stand, at whose behest they fly, now yields himself to man's command, and lays his glory by. 4 For this thy lowliness revealed, Jesu, we thee adore, and praise to God the Father yield and Spirit evermore. Topics: Christmas Scripture: 2 Corinthians 8:13-15 Used With Tune: THIS ENDRYS NYGHT

The Gathering Clouds, with Aspect Dark

Author: John Newton Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 11 hymnals Lyrics: 1. The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, A rising storm presage; O! to be hid within the ark, And sheltered from its rage! 2. See the commissioned angel frown! That vial in his hand, Filled with fierce wrath, is pouring down Upon our guilty land! 3. Ye saints, unite in wrestling prayer; If yet there may be hope; Who knows but Mercy yet may spare, And bid the angel stop! 4. Already is the plague begun, And fired with hostile rage; Brethren, by blood and interest one, With brethren now engage. 5. Peace spreads her wings, prepared for flight, And war, with flaming sword, And hasty strides draws nigh, to fight The battles of the Lord. 6. The first alarm, alas, how few, While distant, seem to hear! But they will hear, and tremble too, When God shall send it near. 7. So thunder, o’er the distant hills, Gives but a murm’ring sound, But as the tempest spreads, it fills, And makes the welkin sound. 8. May we, at least, with one consent, Fall low before the throne With tears the nation’s sins lament, The churches, and our own. 9. The humble souls who mourn and pray, The Lord approves and knows; His mark secures them in the day When vengeance strikes his foes. Used With Tune: THIS ENDRIS NYGHT Text Sources: Olney Hymns (London: W. Oliver, 1779)