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From God shall naught divide me

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #341 (1893) Meter: 7.6.6.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 FROM God shall naught divide me, For He is true for aye, And on my path will guide me, Who else should often stray; His ever-bounteous hand By night and day is heedful, And gives me what is needful, Where'er I go or stand. 2 When man's help and affection Shall unavailing prove, God grants me His protection, And proves His power and love; He helps me in my need, Delivers me from evil, From sin, and death, and Devil, He is my Friend indeed. 3 If sorrow comes, He sent it, In Him I put my trust; I never shall repent it, For He is true and just, And endeth every ill; My life and soul I render To God, my strong Defender, Let Him do as He will. 4 Whate'er shall be His pleasure Is surely best for me; He gave His dearest Treasure, That our weak hearts may see How good His will toward us; And in His Son He gave us Whate'er could bless and save us; Praise Him who loveth thus! 5 O praise Him, for He never Forgets our daily need; O blest the hour whenever Our thoughts to Him can speed; Yea, all the time we spend Without Him is but wasted, Till we His joy have tasted, The joy that hath no end. 6 The world away is passing With all its pomp and pride, All we have been amassing No longer may abide: But in our earthly bed, When safely we are sleeping, God hath us in His keeping, To wake us from the dead. 7 Our soul shall never perish, But in yon paradise The joys of heaven shall cherish; Our body shall arise Pure, holy, new-born, free From every sin and evil; The tempting of the Devil We then no more shall see. 8 Then, though on earth I suffer Much trial, well I know I merit ways still rougher, And 'tis to heaven I go: For Christ I know and love, To Him I now am hasting, And gladness everlasting With Him my heart shall prove. 9 Such is His will that made us, The Father seeks our good; The Son hath grace to rid us, Who saved us by His blood; His Spirit rules our ways, Through faith in our abiding, To heaven our footsteps guiding; To Him be thanks and praise! Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

God is love His mercy brightens

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #342 (1893) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 GOD is love His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens; God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy ever, Man decays, and ages move; But His mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will His changeless goodness prove; From the gloom Him brightness streameth; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly care entwineth Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

God liveth still!

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #343 (1893) Meter: 4.7.8 Lyrics: 1 GOD liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! God is good; from His compassion Earthly help and comfort flow; Strong is His right hand to fashion All things well for man below: Trial, oft the most distressing, In the end has proved a blessing. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer, 2 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! He who gave the eye its vision, Shall He slumber once or sleep? He who gave the ear its mission, Hears He not His children weep? God is God; His ear attendeth When the sigh our bosom rendeth. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 3 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! He who gives the clouds their measure, Stretching out the heavens alone; He who stores the earth with treasure, Is not far from every one. God in the hour of need defendeth Him whose heart in love ascendeth. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 4 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! Is thy cross too great and pond'rous, Cast on Him thy grievous load; God is great, His love is wondrous, He will speed thee on the road. For His truth endureth ever, And His mercy ceaseth never. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 5 God liveth still Soul, despair not, fear no ill! Is the yoke of sin too galling? Christ Himself has set thee free, Borne for thee their weight appalling, Cast them in oblivion's sea! In thy deepest grief and sadness He can grant thee joy and gladness. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 6 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! When the world would let thee perish, Pathless all thy tangled way, God the nearer draws, to cherish Him who makes the Lord his Stay. Children oft that most He loveth Thus with strictest rod He proveth. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 7 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! Heaven's huge vault may cleave asunder, Earths' round globe in ruins burst; Satan's fellest rage may thunder, Death and hell may spend their worst; Then will God keep safe and surely Those who trust in Him securely. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. 8 God liveth still! Soul, despair not, fear no ill! Be thy life, until its ending, Full of thorns, of grief or need, God, in love the trial sending, Thus His child would heavenwards lead. For this life's long night of sadness He will give thee peace and gladness. Wherefore, then, my soul, despair? God still lives, who heareth prayer. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

God moves in a mysterious way

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #344 (1893) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform: He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs, And works His sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning Providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour, The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan His work in vain: God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

God of my life, to Thee I call!

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #345 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 GOD of my life, to Thee I call! Afflicted at Thy feet I fall; When the great water-floods prevail, Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint! Where should I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor? 3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea? Does not the word still fixed remain, That none shall seek Thy face in vain? 4 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; But a prayer-hearing, answering God, Supports me under every load. 5 Fair is the lot that’s cast for me; I have an Advocate with Thee; They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast. 6 Poor thou I be, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Help, Helper, help in fear and need

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #346 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 HELP, Helper, help in fear and need, Have mercy, to my prayer give heed! I know thou lov'st me still as Thine, Though 'gainst me world and hell combine. 2 My God and Lord, I trust in Thee! What need I, if Thou art with me? And Thou, Lord Jesus Christ, art mine; My God and Saviour, I am Thine. 3 Therefore my happiness is great, I am content, for Thee I wait, Trust wholly in Thy name, and then I pray: Help, Helper, help! Amen. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Let not such a thought e'er pain thee

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #347 (1893) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 LET not such a thought e’er pain thee As that thou art cast away, But within God’s Word restrain thee, That far otherwise doth say. E’en though thou unrighteous art, True and faithful is God’s heart. Hast thou death deserved forever? God’s appeased, despond thou never! 2 Thou art, as is every other, Tainted by the poison sin, That the Serpent, and our father Adam, by the fall, brought in. But if thou God’s voice dost hear, “Turn to me, do good,” ne’er fear, Be of good cheer, He thy yearning Will regard, thy prayer ne’er spurning. 3 He is not a bear or lion Thirsting only for thy blood, Faithful is thy God in Zion, Gentle ever is His mood. God aye as a Father feels, He’s afflicted by our ills, Our misfortune sorrow gives Him, And our dying ever grieves Him. 4 “Truly,” saith He, “as I’m living, I the death of none desire, But that men themselves upgiving, May be rescued from sin’s mire.” When a prodigal returns, God’s heart then with rapture burns, Wills that not the least one even Ever from His flock be driven. 5 Shepherd was so faithful never, Seeking sheep that go astray; Couldest thou God’s heart see ever How He cares for them alway, How it thirsts and sighs and burns, After him who from Him turns, From His people’s midst doth wander, Love would make thee weep and ponder. 6 God the good not only loveth Who in His house ever dwell, But His heart compassion moveth Tow’rds those whom the Prince of hell Hath enslaved, the cruel foe, Who men’s hearts with hate to glow Makes ’gainst Him, who when He ever Moves His foot, can make earth quiver. 7 Deep His love is and enduring, His desire is ever great, He is calling and alluring Us to enter heaven’s wide gate. When they come, whoe’er they be, Seeking now that liberty From the Devil’s fangs be given, Glad are all the hosts of heaven. 8 God and all on high who’re dwelling, ’Fore whom heaven must hush its voice, When their Maker’s praise forth telling, O’er our penitence rejoice; But what has been done amiss Covered now and buried is, All offence to Him we’ve given, All, yea all, is now forgiven. 9 From no lake so much is gushing, No depth is so deep at all, With such force no stream is rushing, All compared with God is small; Naught is like His grace so great, That remits our mighty debt, That He ever throweth over All our lives e’en as a cover. 10 Soul, why art thou sad and dreary? Rest now and contented be! Why wilt thou thyself so weary When there is no need for thee? Though thy sins appear to thee Like a vast and shoreless sea, If thou with God’s heart compare them, ’Twill a trifle seem to bear them. 11 Could we myriad worlds discover All sunk in apostacy, Had the sins there o’er and over Every one been done by thee, Oh! still they were less by far Than the light of grace so clear Could on earth extinguish ever, God from greater could deliver. 12 Of such wondrous love and favor Open wide the door to me; Everywhere and aye, my Saviour, Tasted be thy grace by me. Love me, Lord! and let me be Nearer ever drawn to Thee, That I may embrace and love Thee, Never more to anger move Thee. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

I leave all things to God's direction

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #348 (1893) Meter: 9.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I LEAVE all things to God's direction, He loveth me in weal and woe; His will is good, true His affection, With tender love His heart doth glow. My Fortress and my Rock is He: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 2 My God hath all things in His keeping, He is the ever faithful Friend, He grants me laughter after weeping, And all His ways in blessings end. His love endures eternally: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 3 The will of God shall be my pleasure, While here on earth is mine abode; My will is wrong beyond all measure, It doth not will what pleaseth God. The Christian's maxim e'er must be: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 4 God knows what must be done to save me, His love for me will never cease, For He upon His palms did grave me With purest gold of living grace. Avaunt, my own will, off with thee! What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. 5 My God desires the soul's salvation, Me also He desires to save; Therefore, with Christian resignation, All earthly troubles I will brave. His will be done eternally: What pleaseth God, that pleaseth me. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

If God Himself be for me

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #349 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 IF God Himself be for me, I may a host defy, For when I pray, before me My foes confounded fly. If Christ, the Head and Master, Befriend me from above, What foe or what disaster Can drive me from His love? 2 This I believe--yea, rather, Of this I make my boast, That God is my dear Father, The Friend who loves me most; And that, whate'er betide me, My Saviour is at hand, Through stormy seas to guide me, And bring me safe to land. 3 I build on this foundation, That Jesus and His blood Alone are my salvation, The true, eternal good; Without Him, all that pleases Is valueless on earth; The gifts I owe to Jesus Alone my love are worth. 4 My Jesus is my Splendor, My soul's bright-beaming Sun; Were He not my Defender Before God’s awful throne, I never should find favor And mercy in His sight, But be destroyed forever, As darkness by the light. 5 He canceled my offences, And saved my soul from death; 'Tis He who ever cleanses Me from my sins through faith. In Him I can be cheerful, Bold, and undaunted aye: In Him I am not fearful, Of God's great judgment-day. 6 Naught, naught can e'er condemn me, Nor set my hope aside; Now hell no more can claim me, Its fury I deride. No sentence e'er reproves me, No ill destroys my peace, For Christ, my Saviour, loves me And screens me with His grace. 7 His Spirit in me dwelleth And o'er my mind He reigns. All sorrow He dispelleth And soothes away all pains. He crowns His work with blessing, And helpeth me to cry "My Father!" without ceasing, To Him who dwells on high. 8 And when my spirit flutters In weakness and despair, Then words and sighs He utters Of more than mortal prayer; And God forthwith discerns them, Although they give no sound, And into language turns them, E'en in the heart's deep ground. 9 To mine His Spirit speaketh Sweet words of holy cheer, How God, to Him that seeketh For rest, is always near, And how He hath erected A city fair and new, Where what our faith expected We evermore shall view. 10 In yonder home doth flourish My heritage, my lot, Though here I die and perish, My heaven shall fail me not. Though care my life oft saddens And causeth tears to flow, The light of Jesus gladdens And sweetens every woe. 11 Who clings with resolution To Him whom Satan hates, Must look for persecution; For him the burden waits Of mockery, shame, and losses, Heaped on his blameless head; A thousand plagues and crosses Will be his daily bread. 12 All this I am prepared for, Yet am I not afraid; By Thee shall all be cared for, To whom my vows were paid. Though life and limb it cost me And everything I have, Unshaken shall I trust Thee, Thee never shall I leave. 13 Though earth be rent asunder, Thou'rt mine eternally; Not fire, nor sword, nor thunder, Shall sever me from Thee; Not hunger, thirst, nor danger, Not pain nor poverty, Nor mighty princes' anger, Shall ever hinder me. 14 No angel, and no gladness, No throne, nor pomp, nor show, No love, no hate, no sadness, No pain, no depth of woe, No scheme of man's contrivance, However small or great, Shall draw me from Thy guidance, Nor from Thee separate. 15 My heart for joy is springing, I can no more be sad, 'Tis full of mirth and singing, Sees naught but sunshine glad: The Sun that cheers my spirit Is Jesus Christ my King, That which I shall inherit Hereafter, makes me sing. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

If Thou but suffer God to guide thee

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #350 (1893) Meter: 9.8.8 Lyrics: 1 IF Thou but suffer God to guide thee, And hope in Him through all thy ways, He'll give thee strength, whate'er betide thee, And bear thee through the evil days; Who trusts in God's unchanging love Builds on the Rock that naught can move. 2 What can these anxious cares avail thee, These never-ceasing moans and sighs? What can it help, if thou bewail thee O'er each dark moment as it flies? Our cross and trials do but press The heavier for our bitterness. 3 Only be still and wait His leisure In cheerful hope with heart content, To take whate'er thy Father's pleasure And all discerning love hath sent; Nor doubt our inmost wants are known To Him who chose us for His own. 4 He knows the time for joy, and truly, Will send it when He sees it meet; When He has tried and purged thee duly And finds thee free from all deceit, He comes to thee all unaware, And makes thee own His loving care. 5 Nor think amid the fiery trial That God hath cast thee off unheard; That he whose hopes meet no denial Must surely be of God preferred; Time passes and much change doth bring, And sets a bound to everything. 6 All are alike before the Highest; 'Tis easy to our God, we know, To raise thee up, though low thou liest, To make the rich man poor and low; True wanderers still by Him are wrought, Who setteth up and brings to naught. 7 Sing, pray, and keep His ways unswerving, So do thine own part faithfully, And trust His word, though undeserving, Thou yet shalt find it true for thee; God never will forsake in need The soul that trusts in Him indeed. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English