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Blessed Savior, Thou Didst Suffer

Author: Grace Ednay Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Blessèd Savior, Thou didst suffer Little ones to come to Thee. Lo! we offer now our tribute, Let our praise accepted be; ’Mid the hallelujahs ringing, ’Mid the burst of angel song, Stoop to hear our childish singing, Listen to an infant throng. 2 For a cry of deepest sorrow Comes across the waters blue: Ye who know salvation’s story, Haste to help and save us, too; Shed, oh, shed the Gospel glory O’er the darkness of our night, Till the gloomy shadows vanish In its full and blessèd light. 3 For the poor benighted millions We can give and work and pray, And our gifts and prayers united, Sure will speed that happy day, When, no more to idols bowing, All shall own our Jesus king, And ten thousand voices ringing Shall His praise victorious sing. Used With Tune: CALON LÂN Text Sources: Missionary Services and Hymnal (Baltimore: Pearre E. Crown & Company, 1895)

Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

Author: Henry Francis Lyte Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1,313 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee; Destitute, despis'd, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish, ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, and hop'd, and known; Yet how rich is my condition; God and Heav'n are still my own! 2. Let the world despise and leave me; They have left my Savior, too; Human hearts and looks deceive me; Thou art not, like them, untrue; And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends may shun me; Show thy face, and all is bright! 3. Go then, earthly fame and treasure! Come, disaster, scorn, and pain! In thy service, pain is pleasure; With thy favor, loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father; I have stayed my heart on thee; Storms may howl, and clouds may gather; All must work for good to me. 4. Haste then on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r; Heav'n's eternal day before thee; God's own hand shall guide me there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission; Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hope soon change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. Topics: Ordinary Time Week 17 Scripture: Matthew 16:24-25 Used With Tune: CALON LAN

What a Friend We Have in Jesus

Author: Joseph Medlicott Scriven Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1,723 hymnals Used With Tune: CALON LÂN

Lowly Bending At Thy Footstool

Author: Unknown Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Lowly bending at Thy footstool, Humbly kneeling at Thy feet, Lord, I come, with deep contrition, Thy forgiveness to entreat. Far from Thee my heart has wandered, Filled with trifling, earthly thought, Never do I seem to love Thee, Or to serve Thee as I ought. 2 When Thy sacred Book I’m reading, When its leaves with glory shine, When the Spirit is revealing To my soul some truth divine, Even then there come to vex me Thoughts I do not love or seek, Proving that my faith is wavering, That my strength is growing weak. 3 Lord, on Thee I cast this burden, Helpless in this fight am I; Hear my prayer, O God, for succor, Hear Thy servant’s earnest cry: Oh forgive my past transgressions, All these wandering thoughts remove, Fill my heart to overflowing With my precious Savior’s love. Used With Tune: CALON LÂN Text Sources: Songs of Gladness (London: Sunday School Union, 1871)

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle

Author: William R. Wallace Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: They say that man is mighty Lyrics: 1 They say that man is mighty, He governs land and sea; He wields a mighty scepter O’er lesser powers that be; By a mightier power and stronger, Man from his throne is hurled, And the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. 2 Blessings on the hand of woman! Angels guard its strength and grace, In the palace, cottage, hovel, Oh, no matter where the place! Would that never storms assailed it, Rainbows ever gently curled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. 3 Infancy’s the tender fountain, Power may with beauty flow; Mother’s first to guide the streamlets, From them souls unresting grow; Grow on for the good or evil, Sunshine streamed or darkness hurled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. 4 Woman, how divine your mission Here upon our natal sod! Keep, oh, keep the young heart open Always to the breath of God! All true trophies of the ages Are from mother-love impearled, For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. 5 Blessings on the hand of woman! Fathers, sons and daughters cry, And the sacred song is mingled With the worship in the sky— Mingles where no tempest darkens, Rainbows evermore are curled; For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world. Used With Tune: CALON LÅN

Shelter safely in the shadow

Author: David G. Preston Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: The Christian Life Submission and Trust Scripture: Psalm 91 Used With Tune: CALON LÅN