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When in the Maddening Maze of Things

Author: John G. Whittier, 1807-1892 Appears in 12 hymnals First Line: When in the madd'ning maze of things Used With Tune: ES IST EIN BORN

Thus Saith the Lord, "Your Work Is Vain"

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 40 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Thus saith the Lord, Your work is vain, Give your burnt offerings o’er; In dying goats, and bullocks slain, My soul delights no more. 2. Then spake the Savior, “Lo, I’m here, My God, to do Thy will; Whate’er Thy sacred books declare, Thy Servant shall fulfill. 3. Thy law is ever in My sight, I keep it near My heart; Mine ears are opened with delight, To what Thy lips impart. 4. And see, the blessed Redeemer comes, Th’eternal Son appears, And at th’appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 5. Much He revealed His Father’s grace, And much His truth He showed, And preached the way of righteousness Where great assemblies stood. 6. His Father’s honor touched His heart, He pitied sinners’ cries, And, to fulfill a Savior’s part, Was made a sacrifice. 7. No blood of beasts on altars shed Could wash the conscience clean; But the rich sacrifice He paid Atones for all our sin. 8. Then was the great salvation spread, And Satan’s kingdom shook; Thus by the woman’s promised seed The serpent’s head was broke. Used With Tune: CAMPMEETING Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

My God, my Portion, and my Love

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 253 hymnals Used With Tune: MORROW

Der Beste Schatz

Appears in 6 hymnals First Line: Nicht Gold und schätze wünsch' ich mir Refrain First Line: O nimm mein Herz zum Tempel ein Used With Tune: [Nicht Gold und schätze wünsch' ich mir]

I Know Not How That Bethlehem's Babe

Author: Harry W. Farrington, 1880-1911 Appears in 45 hymnals First Line: I know not how that Bethle'm's Babe Used With Tune: ES IST EIN BORN

Jesus, Thou art the sinner's friend

Appears in 189 hymnals Used With Tune: BELIEVE

Happy Is He That Fears The Lord

Author: Isaac Watts Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 91 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Happy is he that fears the Lord, And follows His commands; Who lends the poor without rewards, Or gives with liberal hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need; So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well-established mind; His soul to God his refuge flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord; Honor on earth and joys above Shall be his sure reward. Used With Tune: I DO BELIEVE Text Sources: The Psalms of David, 1719

I Do Believe, I Now Believe

Appears in 5 hymnals Used With Tune: [I do believe, I now believe]

Wir liegen vor dem Gnadenthron

Author: W. Horn Appears in 5 hymnals First Line: Auf, Seele, komm zum Gnadenthron Used With Tune: [Auf, Seele, komm zum Gnadenthron]

Again The Christmas Board Is Spread

Author: John W. Chadwick Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Again the Christmas board is spread, Again we gather round; And thanks too deep for words go up To God without a sound. 2 Thanks for the common blessings first, The commonest of all, The daily bread, the manna sweet, That never fails to fall. 3 The daily bread, the daily joy, The greeting morn and eve, The kiss of love, the kiss of peace, Which daily we receive. 4 And if with all the joy He sends Some grief is also there, We praise Him still that He doth give The patience that can bear. 5 Can bear, and through the bearing find Within the hardest lot, Some hidden grace which none may know Save those who have it got. 6 But shall this merry time go past, And thanks remain unsped For Him who said so long ago, I am the living Bread? 7 For Him, star-lit by Mary’s smile, Whom simple shepherds found, And wise men from the brooding East, Where oxen stood around? 8 No wonder that they worshipped Him! He was a baby sweet; They had been foolish not to kneel And kiss His rosy feet. 9 But little recked they as He lay In such a lowly place, That He should be the Man of men, The captain of His race. 10 We differ when we speak of Him, Our words are not the same, But in our hearts there burns for aye, One undivided flame. 11 Our words must differ, but our hearts Still yield Him reverence due; We love in spite of all our creeds; Our love at least is true. 12 And if, above the starry skies, He knows of what is here, He knows there is a place for Him At all our Christmas cheer. Used With Tune: CAMPMEETING Text Sources: A Book of Poems by John White Chadwick (Boston: Roberts brothers, 1876