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'Tis for conquering kings to gain

Author: Rev. John Chandler Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 'Tis for conquering kings to gain Glory o'er their myriads slain; Jesus, Thy more glorious strife Hath restored a world to life. 2 So no other Name is given Unto mortals under heaven Which can make the dead to rise, And exalt them to the skies. 3 That which Christ so hardly wrought, That which He so dearly bought, That salvation, mortals, say, Will you madly cast away? 4 Rather gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame; Joyfully for Him to die Is not death, but victory. 5 Dost Thou, Jesus, condescend To be called the sinner's Friend? Ours, then, it shall always be Thus to make our boast of Thee. Amen. Text Sources: Anon. Paris Breviary, 1736

To Thee, O Comforter Divine

Author: Frances R. Havergal Appears in 53 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Comforter Divine, For all Thy grace and power benign, Sing we Alleluia! 2 To Thee, whose faithful love had place In God's great covenant of grace, Sing we Alleluia! 3 To Thee, whose faithful voice doth win The wandering from the ways of sin, Sing we Alleluia! 4 To Thee, whose faithful power doth heal, Enlighten, sanctify, and seal, Sing we Alleluia! 5 To Thee, whose faithful truth is shown By every promise made our own, Sing we Alleluia! 6 To Thee, our Teacher and our Friend, Our faithful Leader to the end, Sing we Alleluia! 7 To Thee, by Jesus Christ sent down, Of all His gifts the sum and crown, Sing we Alleluia! 8 To Thee, who art with God the Son, And God the Father ever one, Sing we Alleluia! Amen.

To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour

Author: Rev. John S. B. Monsell Appears in 79 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour! My spirit turns for rest, My peace is in Thy favor, My pillow on Thy breast; Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am Thine, And Thou wilt never leave me, O blessed Saviour mine. 2 In Thee my trust abideth, On Thee my hope relies, O Thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies; O Thou whose mercy found me, From bondage set me free, And then forever bound me With threefold cords to Thee. 3 My grief is in the dulness With which this sluggish heart Doth open to the fulness Of all Thou wouldst impart; My joy is in Thy beauty Of holiness Divine, My comfort in the duty That binds my life in Thine. 4 Alas, that I should ever Have failed in love to Thee, The only One who never Forgat or slighted me! O for a heart to love Thee More truly as I ought, And nothing place above Thee In deed, or word, or thought. 5 O for that choicest blessing Of living in Thy love, And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above; O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose. Amen.

To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise

Author: William C. Dix Appears in 110 hymnals Lyrics: 1 To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise In hymns of adoration, To Thee bring sacrifice of praise With shouts of exultation: Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, The hills with joy are ringing, The valleys stand so thick with corn That even they are singing. 2 And now, on this our festal day, Thy bounteous hand confessing, Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay The first-fruits of Thy blessing: By Thee the souls of men are fed With gifts of grace supernal; Thou who dost give us daily bread, Give us the Bread eternal. 3 We bear the burden of the day, And often toil seems dreary; But labor ends with sunset ray, And rest is for the weary: May we, the angel-reaping o'er, Stand at the last accepted, Christ's golden sheaves for evermore, To garners bright elected. 4 O blessèd is that land of God, Where saints abide for ever, Where golden fields spread fair and broad, Where flows the crystal river: The strains of all its holy throng With ours to-day are blending; Thrice blessèd is that harvest-song Which never hath an ending. Amen.

Wait, my soul upon the Lord

Author: William F. Lloyd, 1791-1853 Appears in 164 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To His gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon His word: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 2. If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 3. Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou mayst see; This is still thy sweet relief: "As thy days thy strength shall be." 4. Rock of Ages, I'm secure, With Thy promise, full and free, Faithful, positive, and sure; "As thy days thy strength shall be." Amen.

Wake, awake, for night is flying

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Rev. Philip Nicolai Appears in 217 hymnals

Walk in the light, so shalt thou know

Author: Bernard Barton Appears in 479 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Walk in the light: so shalt thou know That fellowship of love His Spirit only can bestow, Who reigns in light above. 2 Walk in the light: and sin abhorred Shall ne'er defile again; The blood of Jesus Christ thy Lord Shall cleanse from every stain. 3 Walk in the light: and thou shalt find Thy heart made truly His Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, In whom no darkness is. 4 Walk in the light: and thou shalt own Thy darkness passed away, Because that light hath on thee shone In which is perfect day. 5 Walk in the light: and e'en the tomb No fearful shade shall wear; Glory shall chase away its gloom For Christ hath conquered there. 6 Walk in the light: and thine shall be A path, though thorny, bright; For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee, And God Himself is Light. Amen.

Watchman, tell us of the night

Author: Sir John Bowring Appears in 868 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Watchman, tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are: Traveller, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star! Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell? Traveller, yes; it brings the day, Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night; Higher yet that star ascends: Traveller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends. Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveller, ages are its own; See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn: Traveller, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wanderings cease; Hie thee to thy quiet home: Traveller, lo, the Prince of Peace, Lo, the Son of God is come! Amen.

We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God

Author: Anon. Appears in 128 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We bless Thee for Thy peace, O God, Deep as the unfathomed sea, Which falls like sunshine on the road Of those who trust in Thee. 2 We ask not, Father, for repose Which comes from outward rest, If we may have through all life's woes Thy peace within our breast: 3 That peace which suffers and is strong, Trusts where it cannot see, Deems not the trial-way too long, But leaves the end with Thee: 4 That peace which flows serene and deep, A river in the soul, Whose banks a living verdure keep, God's sunshine o'er the whole. 5 O Father, give our hearts this peace, Whate'er the outward be, Till all life's discipline shall cease, And we go home to Thee. Amen.

We come unto our fathers' God

Author: Thomas H. Gill Appears in 79 hymnals Lyrics: 1 We come unto our fathers' God: Their Rock is our salvation; The eternal arms, their dear abode, We make our habitation; We bring Thee, Lord, the praise they brought, We seek Thee as Thy saints have sought In every generation. 2 The fire Divine their steps that led Still goeth bright before us, The heavenly shield, around them spread, Is still high holden o'er us; The grace those sinners that subdued, The strength those weaklings that renewed, Doth vanquish, doth restore us. 3 The cleaving sins that brought them low Are still our souls oppressing, The tears that from their eyes did flow Fall fast, our shame confessing; As with Thee, Lord, prevailed their cry, So our strong prayer ascends on high, And bringeth down Thy blessing. 4 Their joy unto their Lord we bring, Their song to us descendeth; The Spirit who in them did sing To us His music lendeth: His song in them, in us, is one; We raise it high, we send it on-- The song that never endeth. 5 Ye saints to come, take up the strain, The same sweet theme endeavour; Unbroken be the golden chain! Keep on the song for ever! Safe in the same dear dwelling-place, Rich with the same eternal grace, Bless the same boundless Giver. Amen.