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Thy ways, O Lord! with wise design

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #361 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 THY ways, O Lord! with wise design Are framed upon Thy throne above, And every dark and bending line Meets in the center of Thy love. 2 With feeble light and half obscure, Poor mortals Thine arrangements view; Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 Thy flock, Thine own peculiar care, Though now they seem to roam uneyed; Are led or drive only where They best and safest may abide. 4 They neither know nor trace the way; But whilst they trust Thy guardian eye, Their feet shall ne'er to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 5 My favored soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at Thy throne; Too weak Thy secrets to discern, I'll trust Thee for my guide alone. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Whate'er God will, let that be done

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #362 (1893) Meter: 8.7.8.1 Lyrics: 1 WHATE'ER God will, let that be done; His will is ever wisest; His grace will all thy hope outrun Who to that faith arisest. The gracious Lord Will help afford, He chastens with forbearing; Who God believes, And to Him cleaves, Shall not be left despairing. 2 My God is my sure Confidence, My Hope and my Existence; His counsel is beyond my sense, Yet I'll not make resistance. His Word declares The very hairs Upon my head are numbered; His mercy large Holds me in charge, With care that never slumbered. 3 The time has come when, at His will, My life in this world ceases; I think upon it, and am still, Let come whate'er He pleases. To Him I trust My soul, my dust, When flesh and spirit sever. The Christ we sing Has plucked the sting Away from death forever. 4 Yet one thing, Lord, I ask of Thee, O grant my supplication: When Satan sorely tempteth me, Save me from desperation. O God my Lord, True to Thy Word, Do Thou my soul deliver! Who doth believe, He shall receive. Thy name be praised forever! Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Whatever God ordains is good!

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #363 (1893) Meter: 8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Whatever God ordains is good! Holy His will abideth; I will be still whate’er He doth, And follow where He guideth, He is my God; Though dark my road, He knoweth how to shield me, Wherefore to Him I yield me. 2 Whatever God ordains is good! He never will deceive me; He leads me by the proper path, I know He will not leave me, And take content What He hath sent; His hand that sends my sadness Will turn my tears to gladness. 3 Whatever God ordains is good! His loving thought attends me; No poisoned draught the cup can be That my Physician sends me, But medicine due; For God is true, Of doubt, then, I'll divest me, And on His goodness rest me. 4 Whatever God ordains is good! My Life, my Light can never Intend me harm; then, to His care I give myself forever In weal or woe; For well I know, I once shall see quite clearly, That God did love me dearly. 5 Whatever God ordains is good! Though now this cup in drinking May bitter to my taste appear, I take it all unshrinking; For to my heart God will impart A timely balm of healing, And end each painful feeling. 6 Whatever God ordains is good! Here shall my stand be taken; Though sorrow, need, or death be mine; Yet I am not forsaken; My Father’s care Is round me there, His arms embrace and shield me; Then to my God I yield me. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

When in the hour of utmost need

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #364 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 WHEN in the hour of utmost need We know not where to look for aid; When days and nights of anxious thought Nor help nor counsel yet have brought: 2 Then this our comfort is alone, That we may meet before Thy throne, And cry, O faithful God, to Thee For rescue from our misery; 3 To Thee may raise our hearts and eyes, Repenting sore with bitter sighs, And seek Thy pardon for our sin, And respite from our griefs within. 4 For Thou hast promised graciously To hear all those who cry to Thee, Through Him whose name alone is great, Our Saviour and our Advocate. 5 And thus we come, O God, to day, And all our woes before Thee lay, For tried, afflicted, lo! we stand, Perils and foes on every hand. 6 Ah! hide not for our sins Thy face, Absolve us through Thy boundless grace, Be with us in our anguish still, Free us at last from every ill. 7 That so with all our hearts we may Once more our glad thanksgivings pay, Then walk obedient to Thy Word, And now and ever praise Thee, Lord. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Why should sorrow ever grieve me

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #365 (1893) Meter: 8.6.6 Lyrics: 1 WHY should sorrow ever grieve me; Christ is near, What can here E’er of Him deprive me? Who can rob me of my heaven That God’s Son, As mine own To my faith hath given? 2 Naked was I and unswathèd When on earth At my birth My first breath I breathèd. Naked hence shall I betake me When I go From earth’s woe, And my breath forsake me. 3 Naught--not e’en the life I’m living, Is mine own, God alone All to me is giving. Must I then His own restore Him? Though bereft Of each gift Still shall I adore Him. 4 Though a heavy cross I’m bearing, And my heart Feels the smart, Shall I be despairing? God can help me who doth send it, He doth know All my woe And how best to end it. 5 God oft gives me days of gladness, Shall I grieve If He give Seasons, too, of sadness? God is good, and tempers ever Every hurt; Me desert Wholly can He never. 6 Though united world and Devil, All their power Can no more Do than mock and cavil. Let derision now employ them, Christ e’en here Will appear And ’fore all destroy them. 7 True believers shrinking never Where they dwell Should reveal Their true colors ever. When approaching death would scare them Still should they Patient stay And with courage bear them. 8 Death can never kill us even But relief From all grief To us then is given. It doth close life’s mournful story, Make a way That we may Pass to heavenly glory. 9 There I’ll reap enduring pleasure, After woe Here below Suffered in large measure. Lasting good we find here never, All the earth Deemeth worth Vanisheth forever. 10 What is all this life possesseth? But a hand Fall of sand That the heart distresseth. Noble gifts that pall me never, Christ so free There gives me To enjoy forever. 11 Shepherd! Lord! joy’s Fountain ever Thou art mine, I am Thine, No one can us sever. I am Thine, because Thou gavest Life and blood For my good, By Thy death me savest. 12 Thou’rt mine, for I love and own Thee, Ne’er shall I, Light of joy, From my heart dethrone Thee. Let me, let me soon behold Thee Face to face, Thy embrace May it soon enfold me! Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Who puts his trust In God most just

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #366 (1893) Meter: 8.7.8.1 Lyrics: 1 WHO puts his trust In God most just Hath built his house securely; He who relies On Jesus Christ Heaven shall be his most surely. Then fixed on Thee My trust shall be, For Thy truth cannot alter; While mine Thou art Not death's worst smart Shall make my courage falter. 2 Though fiercest foes My course oppose, A dauntless front I'll show them: My champion Thou, Lord Christ art now, Who soon shalt overthrow them; And if but Thee I have in me With Thy good gifts and Spirit, Nor death nor hell, I know full well, Shall hurt me, through Thy merit. 3 I rest me here Without a fear; By Thee shall all be given That I can need, O Friend indeed; For this life or for heaven. O make me true, My heart renew, My soul and flesh deliver! Lord, hear my prayer, And in Thy care Keep me in peace forever. Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Zion mourns in fear and anguish

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #367 (1893) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 ZION mourns in fear and anguish, Zion, city of our God: "Ah!" she saith, "how sore I languish, Bowed beneath so hard a load; God hath sure forsook me quite, And forgot my sorry plight;"-- Nay, the Lord, who chose thee, spares thee, For within His heart He bears thee. 2 "Once," she mourns, "He promised plainly That His help should aye be near, Yet I now must seek Him vainly In my days of woe and fear. Will He then forevermore Keep His anger, and no more Help His chosen generation In their present tribulation?" 3 "Zion, surely I have loved thee!" Thus to her the Highest saith, "True that many woes have proved thee, And thy soul is sad to death, Yet now cast thy griefs behind; Where wilt thou a mother find, For her own child not providing, Or in hatred with it chiding?" 4 "Nay, and couldst thou find a mother Who forgot her infant's claim, Or whose wrath her love could smother, Yet would I be still the same; For my truth is pledged to thee, Zion, thou art dear to me, I within my heart have set thee, And I never can forget thee." 5 "Let not Satan make thee craven, He can fight but cannot harm; On my hands thy name is graven, And thy shield is still my arm. How, then, could it ever be That I failed to think of thee, Build the wall of my own city, And look down on thee with pity?" 6 "Thou before my eyes art ever, In my bosom thou art laid As a nursing child, and never Shalt thou lack my timely aid. Me and thee no time, nor stress, War, nor danger, nor distress, No, nor Satan's self shall sever,-- Only be thou faithful ever." Topics: The Cross and Comfort Languages: English

Abide with me! fast falls the eventide

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #368 (1893) Lyrics: 1 ABIDE with me! fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee. Help of the helpless, O abide with me! 2 Swift to its close ebbs cut life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me! 3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples Lord: Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide with me. 4 Come not in terrors as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; O Friend of sinners, thus abide with me! 5 Thou on my head in every youth didst smile. And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee: On to the close, O Lord, abide with me! 6 I need Thy presence every passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me! 7 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me! 8 Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes, Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! Topics: Death and Burial Languages: English

And must this body die

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #369 (1893) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 AND must this body die, This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay? 2 God my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down and watches all my dust, Till He shall bid it rise. 3 Arrayed in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Look heavenly and divine. 4 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love: We would adore His grace below And sing His power above. 5 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. Topics: Death and Burial Languages: English

Asleep in Jesus! blessèd sleep!

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #370 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 ASLEEP in Jesus! blessèd sleep! From which none ever wakes to weep; A calm and undisturbed repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet To be for such a slumber meet! With holy confidence to sing That death hath lost his venomed sting! 3 Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest! Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power. 4 Asleep in Jesus! O for me May such a blissful refuge be; Securely shall my ashes lie, And wait the summons from on high. Topics: Death and Burial Languages: English