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Now That the Sun Is Gleaming Bright

Author: Ambrose of Milan; John H. Newman Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4661 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Now that the sun is gleaming bright, Implore we, bending low, That He, the uncreated Light May guide us as we go. 2. No sinful word, nor deed of wrong Nor thoughts that idly rove, But simple truth be on our tongue, And in our hearts be love. 3. And while the hours in order flow, O Christ, securely fence Our gates, beleaguered by the foe, The gate of every sense. 4. And grant that to Thine honor, Lord, Our daily toil may tend; That we begin it at Thy Word, And in Thy favor end. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

Since Without Thee We Do No Good

Author: Elizabeth B. Browning Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6075 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1. Since without Thee we do no good, And with Thee do no ill, Abide with us in weal and woe, In action and in will. 2. In weal, that while our lips confess The Lord who gives, we may Remember with a humble thought The Lord who takes away. 3. In woe, that while to drowning tears Our hearts their joys resign, We may remember who can turn Such water into wine. 4. By hours of day, that when our feet O’er hill and valley run, We still may think the light of truth More welcome than the sun. 5. By hours of night, that when the air Its dew and shadow yields, We still may hear the voice of God In silence of the fields. 6. Abide with us, abide with us, While flesh and soul agree; And when our flesh is only dust, Abide our souls with Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

Should We Not Thank And Praise Our God?

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8878 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Should we not thank and praise our God? Who heard our humble cry, Who has withdrawn His chastening rod, And laid His threat’nings by. 2 The blessèd rain the Lord hath sent, Revived our scorching earth, And put an end to our complaint, And fears of fatal dearth. 3 Due praise to God let us return, For the refreshing rain, We who like as our earth did mourn, Are now revived again. 4 Eternal praise to God we give, In whose blest hands we are; Who still provides for us to live, Unworthy as we are. 5 Had Heav’n the rain from us withheld, What would our case have been? A curse had rested on our fields: Our just reward for sin. 6 Thanks be to God, it was His will In mercy us to spare, And we enjoy His blessing still, Unworthy as we are. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

As Parched in the Barren Sands

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8993 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 As parchèd in the barren sands Beneath a burning sky, The worthless bramble withering stands, And only grows to die. 2 Such is the sinner’s awful case, Who makes the world his trust; And dares his confidence to place In vanity and dust. 3 A secret curse destroys his root, And dries his moisture up; He lives awhile, but bears no fruit, Then dies without a hope. 4 But happy he whose hopes depend Upon the Lord alone; The soul that trusts in such a friend, Can ne’er be overthrown. 5 Though gourds should wither, cisterns break, And creature comforts die; No change his solid hope can shake, Or stop his sure supply. 6 So thrives and blooms the tree whose roots By constant streams are fed; Arrayed in green, and rich in fruits, It rears its branching head. 7 It thrives, though rain should be denied, And drought around prevail; ’Tis planted by a river’s side Whose waters cannot fail. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

From Thee, My God, All Blessings Spring

Author: John Needham Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9478 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 From Thee, my God, all blessings spring, To Thee my life I owe; My lungs by Thee were bid to heave, My feet were taught to go. 2 Thy wool me clothes, Thy bread I eat, Thy streams my thirst allay: Each night Thou spread’st a tent around, Kind guardian through the day. 3 A friend, that medicine sweet of life, To Thee, my God, I owe: Health, credit, liberty, and peace All from Thy bounty flow. 4 Author of good! I praise Thy name, On Thee I still depend: Give me this day my daily bread, All needful blessings send. 5 If more Thou giv’st, I thank Thee, Lord; If less, still kind Thou art: Content with this, may I secure That sure and better part. 6 Next to Thy right may I have claim To all that I call mine; My honest labors prosper, Lord, Thus give me that is Thine. 7 All anxious cares that wound my peace, Lord, banish from my breast; The future I would leave with Thee, For Thou wilt do the best. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

Angelic Messenger, Repeat

Author: Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9568 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Angelic messenger, repeat Those joyful sounds once more; For sure no accents half so sweet, E’er reached my ears before. 2 Glad tidings down from Heav’n I bring, Of joy this holy morn: To you we sing: Find Christ the King In Bethlehem is born. 3 Seraphic sounds now fill the air, From angel bands above; And Heav’n itself, come down to earth, Proclaims the birth of Love. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

The Song Of Angels Above

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10941 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Earth has detained me prisoner long Lyrics: 1 Earth has detained me prisoner long And I’m grown weary now: My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, There’s nothing here for you. 2 Tired in my thoughts, I stretch me down, And upward glance mine eyes; Upward, my Father, to Thy throne, And to my native skies. 3 There the dear Man, my Savior, sits, The God, how bright He shines! And scatters infinite delights On all the happy minds. 4 Seraphs, with elevated strains Circle the throne around, And move and charm the starry plains With an immortal sound. 5 Jesus the Lord their harps employs, Jesus my love they sing: Jesus, the name of both our joys, Sounds sweet from every string. 6 Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds Of time and space they run, And speak, in most majestic sounds, The Godhead of the Son. 7 How on the Father’s breast He lay, The darling of His soul, Infinite years before the day Or heavens began to roll. 8 And now they sink the lofty tone, And gentler notes they play, And bring th’eternal Godhead down To dwell in humble clay. 9 O sacred beauties of the Man! (The God resides within) His flesh all pure, without a stain; His soul without a sin. 10 Then, how He looked, and how He smiled, What wondrous things He said! Sweet cherubs, stay, dwell here a while, And tell what Jesus did. 11 At His command the blind awake, And feel the gladsome rays: He bids the dumb attempt to speak, They try their tongues in praise. 12 He shed a thousand blessings round Where’er He turned His eye; He spoke, and at the sovereign sound The hellish legions fly. 13 Thus, while, with unambitious strife, Th’ethereal minstrels rove Through all the labors of His life, And wonders of His love. 14 In the full choir a broken string Groans with a strange surprise; The rest in silence mourn their king That bleeds, and loves, and dies. 15 Seraph and saint, with dropping wings, Cease their harmonious breath; No blooming trees, nor babbling springs, While Jesus sleeps in death. 16 Then all at once to living strains They summon every chord, Break up the tomb, and burst His chains, And show their rising Lord. 17 Around the flaming army throngs To guard Him to the skies, With loud hosannas on their tongues, And triumph in their eyes. 18 In awful state the conquering God Ascends His shining throne, While tuneful angels sound abroad The victories He has won. 19 Now let me rise, and join their song, And be an angel too; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, Here’s joyful work for you! 20 I would begin the music here, And so my soul should rise. Oh for some heavenly notes to bear My spirit to the skies! 21 There, ye that love my Savior, sit, There I would fain have place, Amongst your thrones, or at your feet, So I might see His face. 22 I am confined to earth no more, But mount in haste above, To bless the God that I adore, And sing the Man I love. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

How Should The Sons Of Adam's Race

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11097 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How should the sons of Adam’s race Lyrics: 1 How should the sons of Adam’s race Be pure before their God? If He contend in righteousness, We fall beneath His rod. 2 To vindicate my words and thoughts I’ll make no more pretense; Not one of all my thousand faults Can bear a just defense. 3 Strong is His arm, His heart is wise; What vain perfumers dare Against their Maker’s hand to rise, Or tempt th’unequal war? 4 Mountains by His almighty wrath From their old seats are torn; He shakes the earth, from south to north, And all her pillars mourn. 5 He bids the sun forbear to rise; Th’obedient sun forbears: His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, And seals up all the stars. 6 He walks upon the stormy sea; Flies on the stormy wind: There’s none can trace His wondrous way, Or His dark footsteps find. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

I Am, Saith Christ

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11926 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: "I am," saith Christ, our glorious head Lyrics: 1 "I am," saith Christ, our glorious head (May we attention give), “The resurrection of the dead, The life of all that live. 2 "By faith in Me, the soul receives New life, though dead before; And he that in My name believes, Shall live, to die no more. 3 "The sinner, sleeping in his grave, Shall at My voice awake; And when I once begin to save, My work I ne’er forsake." 4 Fulfill Thy promise, gracious Lord, On us assembled here; Put forth Thy spirit with the Word, And cause the dead to hear. 5 Preserve the power of faith alive, In those who love Thy name; For sin and Satan daily strive To quench the sacred flame. 6 Thy power and mercy first prevailed, From death to set us free; And often since our life had failed If not renewed by Thee. 7 To Thee we look, to Thee we bow; To Thee for help we call; Our life and resurrection Thou, Our hope, our joy, our all. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE

How Is Our Nature Spoiled By Sin!

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12191 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How is our nature spoiled by sin Lyrics: 1 How is our nature spoiled by sin! Yet nature ne’er hath found The way to make the conscience clean, Or heal the painful wound. 2 In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own: O Jesus, nothing but Thy blood Can bring us near the throne. 3 The threatenings of Thy broken law Impress our souls with dread; If God His sword of vengeance draw, It strikes our spirits dead. 4 But Thine illustrious sacrifice Hath answered these demands: And peace and pardon from the skies Came down by Jesus’ hands. 5 Here all the ancient types agree, The altar and the lamb; And prophets in their visions see Salvation through His name. 6 ’Tis by Thy death we live, O Lord, ’Tis on Thy cross we rest; For ever be Thy love adored, Thy name for ever blessed. Languages: English Tune Title: ABIDING GRACE