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¡Oh Dulce, Grata Oración!

Author: William Walford Hymnal: Himnario de Alabanza Evangélica #413 (1978) Scripture: Psalm 91:15 Languages: Spanish Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Author: Isaac Watts; Anna Piroska Williams Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14334 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ha néznéd Isten tetteit Lyrics: 1 Ha néznéd Isten tetteit, Kezének csodás műveit, Kisérd a tengerészeket, Figyeld meg hős küzdelmüket! Elhagyják földük, otthonuk, Hajózva végzik munkájuk. Vihar ha támad tengeren, A szívük tölti félelem. 2 Gigászi, nagy hullámhegyek, Aztán ijesztő mélységek… Szilárdan állni nem lehet, Dülöngélnek, mint részegek. "Oly messze van a szárazföld, Utolsó óránk már ütött!"— A hangos jajt Isten hallja, A bősz vihart elnémítja. 3 A szélvihar lecsendesül, Tajtékzó tenger szelidül, Az ég derült, s a kis hajód A parthoz ér, mi célja volt. Ó, emberek, tanuljatok, Az Úrban bátran bízzatok! Kegyelme az, mi megsegít, Megkapja jutalmát a hit. 4 Ő bármi bajból megmenthet, Csodákat értünk megtehet. Hirdessétek nagy tetteit, Bölcsen kigondolt terveit. Most hálás szívvel jöjjetek, Dicső az Úr! Ezt zengjétek! Hálával áldjátok nevét, És zengjétek dicséretét! Languages: Hungarian Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Dulce oración

Author: William Walford; Juan Bautista Cabrera Hymnal: Cáliz de Bendiciones #248 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8 D First Line: Dulce oración, dulce oración Topics: La Experiencia con Cristo Confianza y Seguridad; Trust and Security; Prueba y Consolación; Trial and Consolation; Recursos Para el Culto Oraciones de petición; Resources for Worship Prayers of Petition Languages: Spanish Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Shall I for Fear of Feeble Man

Author: Johann Joseph Winckler, 1670-1722; John Wesley, 1703-1791 Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #252 (1972) Lyrics: 1 Shall I for fear of feeble man, The Spirit's course in me restrain? Or undismayed in deed and word, Be a true witness of my Lord? Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I Conceal the Word of God most high? How then before Thee shall I dare To stand, or how thine anger bear? 2 Shall I, to soothe the unholy throng, Soften Thy truth, or smooth my tongue, To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee The cross, endured my Lord, by Thee? What then, is he whose scorn I dread, Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? A man! an heir of death! a slave To sin! a bubble on the wave! 3 Yea, let men rage; since Thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head; And in all pain Thy tender love Will still my sure refreshment prove. Saviour of men, Thy searching eye Does all my inmost thoughts descry; Doth aught on earth my wishes raise, Or the world's pleasures or its praise. 4 The love of Christ doth me constrain To seek the perishing souls of men; With cries, entreaties, tears to save— To snatch them from a Christ-less grave. For this let men revile my name; No cross I shun, I fear no shame; All hail, reproach; and welcome, pain; Only Thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 5 My life, my blood, I here present, If for Thy truth they may be spent, Fulfil Thy sovereign counsel, Lord; Thy will be done, Thy name adored. Give me Thy strength, O God of power; Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, Thy faithful witness will I be; 'Tis fixed, I can do all through Thee. Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Christian Life Witnessing, Speaking of Jesus Scripture: Acts 1:8 Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Before the Throne of God Above

Author: Charitie Bancroft Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #418 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Before the throne of God above I have a strong and perfect plea. A great high priest whose name is Love Who ever lives and pleads for me. My name is graven on His hands, My name is written on His heart. I know that while in Heaven He stands No tongue can bid me thence depart. 2. When Satan tempts me to despair And tells me of the guilt within, Upward I look and see Him there Who made an end of all my sin. Because the sinless Savior died My sinful soul is counted free. For God the just is satisfied To look on Him and pardon me. 3. Behold Him there the risen Lamb, My perfect spotless righteousness, The great unchangeable I AM, The King of glory and of grace, One in Himself I cannot die. My soul is purchased by His blood, My life is hid with Christ on high, With Christ my Savior and my God! Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Jesus, My All, to Heaven Is Gone

Author: John Cennick Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3376 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Jesus, my all, to Heaven is gone, He whom I fix my hopes upon; His track I see, and I’ll pursue The narrow way, till Him I view. The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King’s highway of holiness, I’ll go, for all His paths are peace. 2. This is the way I long have sought, And mourned because I found it not; My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more; Till late I heard my Savior say, Come hither, soul, I am the way. 3. Lo! Glad I come; and Thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to Thee, as I am; Nothing but sin have I to give; Nothing but love shall I receive. Then will I tell to sinners round, What a dear Savior I have found; I’ll point to Thy redeeming blood, And say, Behold the way to God. The original has 4-line stanzas; here are the third through fifth: 3. No stranger may proceed therein, No lover of the world and sin; No lion, no devouring care, No ravenous tiger shall be there. 4. No nothing may go up thereon But traveling souls, and I am one: Wayfaring men to Canaan bound, Shall only in the Way be found. 5. Nor fools, by carnal men esteemed, Shall err therein; but they redeemed In Jesus’ blood, shall show their right To travel there, till Heaven’s in sight. Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Away, My Unbelieving Fear!

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9315 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Away, my unbelieving fear! Fear shall in me no more have place; My Savior doth not yet appear, He hides the brightness of His face; But shall I therefore let him go, And basely to the tempter yield? No, in the strength of Jesus, no! I never will give up my shield. 2 Although the vine its fruit deny, Although the olive yield no oil, The withering fig-tree droop and die, The field elude the tiller’s toil, The empty stall no herd afford, The flocks be cut off from their place, Yet will I triumph in the Lord, The God of my salvation praise. 3 Barren although my soul remain, And not one bud of grace appear, No fruit of all my toil and pain, But desperate wickedness is here; Although, my gifts and comforts lost, My blooming hopes cut off I see; Yet will I in my Savior trust, And glory that He died for me. 4 In hope, believing against hope, Jesus my Lord and God I claim; Jesus my strength shall lift me up, Salvation is in Jesu’s name; To me He soon shall bring it nigh; My soul shall then outstrip the wind, On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world and sin behind. Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Though Sorrows Rise And Dangers Roll

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10891 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Though sorrows rise, and dangers roll Lyrics: 1 Though sorrows rise, and dangers roll In waves of darkness o’er my soul, Though friends are false and love decays, And few and evil are my days, Though conscience, fiercest of my foes, Swells with remembered guilt my woes, Yet ev’n in nature’s utmost ill, I love Thee, Lord! I love Thee still! 2 Though Sinai’s curse, in thunder dread, Peals o’er mine unprotected head, And memory points, with busy pain, To grace and mercy given in vain, Till nature, shrinking in the strife, Would fly to hell to ’scape from life, Though every thought has power to kill, I love Thee, Lord! I love Thee still! 3 Oh, by the pangs Thyself has borne, The ruffian’s blow, the tyrant’s scorn; By Sinai’s curse, whose dreadful doom Was buried in Thy guiltless tomb; By these my pangs, whose healing smart, Thy grace hath implanted in my heart; I know, I feel, Thy bounteous will! Thou lovest me Lord! Thou lovest me still! Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Jesus, Out Of Our Hearts Remove

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11224 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Jesus, out of our hearts remove, The bane of self-preferring love, Which odious in Thy saints appear, Most odious in Thy ministers; Let each confess with humble shame, I nothing have, I nothing am; The least of saints with pity see, The chief of sinners save in me! Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR

Would You Behold the Works Of God?

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #13233 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Would you behold the works of God Lyrics: 1 Would you behold the works of God, His wonders in the world abroad, Go with the mariners, and trace The unknown regions of the seas. 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favor of the wind; Till God command, and tempests rise That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 Now to the heav’ns they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a staggering drunkard reel! 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry: His mercy hears the loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, The furious waves forget their rage; ’Tis calm, and sailors smile to see The haven where they wished to be. 6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord! Let them their private offerings bring And in the church His glory sing. Languages: English Tune Title: SWEET HOUR