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My God, the Spring of all my joys

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 559 hymnals

My hope is built on nothing less

Author: Rev. Edward Mote Appears in 1,098 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness; I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' Name. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When darkness veils His lovely face, I rest upon unchanging grace; In every rough and stormy gale My anchor holds within the veil. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 3 His oath, His covenant, and His blood Support me in the sinking flood; When all around my soul gives way, He then is all my Hope and Stay. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. 4 When I shall launch in worlds unseen, O may I then be found in Him; Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; All other ground is sinking sand. Amen.

My Jesus, as Thou wilt

Author: Jane Borthwick; Rev. Benjamin Schmolck Appears in 617 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! O may Thy will be mine; Into Thy hand of love I would my all resign; Through sorrow or through joy, Conduct me as Thine own; And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done. 2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! If needy here and poor, Give me Thy people's bread, Their portion rich and sure. The manna of Thy word Let my soul feed upon; And if all else should fail My Lord, Thy will be done. 3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope Grow dim or disappear; Since Thou on earth hast wept, And sorrowed oft alone, If I must weep with Thee, My Lord, Thy will be done. 4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt! All shall be well for me; Each changing future scene I gladly trust with Thee. Straight to my home above I travel calmly on, And sing in life or death, My Lord, Thy will be done. Amen.

My Lord, my Love, was crucified

Author: Rev. John Mason Appears in 33 hymnals Lyrics: 1. My Lord, my Love, was crucified, He all the pains did bear; But in the sweetness of His rest He makes His servants share. 2. How sweetly rest Thy saints above Which in Thy bosom lie; The Church below doth rest in hope Of that felicity. 3. Thou, Lord, who daily feed'st Thy sheep, Mak'st them a weekly feast; Thy flocks meet in their several folds Upon this day of rest. 4. Welcome and dear unto my soul Are these sweet feasts of love; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above! 5. I bless Thy wise and wondrous love, Which binds us to be free; Which makes us leave our earthly snares, That we may come to Thee. 6. I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace; I sing to think this is the way Unto my Saviour's face. Amen.

My Lord, my Master, at Thy feet adoring

Author: Rev. Thomas B. Pollock; Rev. Jacques Bridaine, 1701-1767 Appears in 34 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My Lord, my Master, at Thy feet adoring, I see Thee bowed beneath Thy load of woe: For me, a sinner, is Thy life-blood pouring; For Thee, my Saviour, scarce my tears will flow. 2 Thine own disciple to the Jews has sold Thee; With friendship's kiss and loyal word he came: How oft of faithful love my lips have told Thee, While Thou hast seen my falsehood and my shame. 3 With taunts and scoffs they mock what seems Thy weakness, With blows and outrage adding pain to pain: Thou art unmoved and steadfast in Thy meekness; When I am wronged how quickly I complain. 4 My Lord, my Saviour, when I see Thee wearing Upon Thy bleeding brow Thy crown of thorn, Shall I for pleasure live, or shrink from bearing Whate'er my lot may be of pain or scorn? 5 O Victim of Thy love! O pangs most healing! O saving death! O wounds that I adore! O shame most glorious! Christ, before Thee kneeling, I pray Thou keep me Thine for evermore. Amen.

My sins, my sins, my Saviour

Author: Rev. John S. B. Monsell Appears in 84 hymnals Lyrics: 1. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! They take such hold on me, I am not able to look up Save only, Christ, to Thee; In Thee is all forgiveness, In Thee abundant grace, My shadow and my sunshine The brightness of Thy face. 2 My sins, my sins, my Saviour! How sad on Thee they fall; Seen through Thy gentle patience, I tenfold feel them all; I know they are forgiven, But still, their pain to me Is all the grief and anguish They laid, my Lord, on Thee. 2. My sins, my sins, my Saviour! Their guilt I never knew Till with Thee in the desert I near Thy passion drew; Till with Thee in the garden I heard Thy pleading prayer, And saw the sweat-drops bloody That told Thy sorrow there. 3. Therefore my songs, my Saviour, E'en in this time of woe, Shall tell of all Thy goodness To suffering man below; Thy goodness and Thy favor, Whose presence from above Rejoice those hearts, my Saviour, That live in Thee and love. Amen.

My soul be on thy guard

Author: Rev. George Heath Appears in 1,373 hymnals

My soul, repeat His praise

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 467 hymnals

My spirit on Thy care

Author: Rev. Henry F. Lyte Appears in 203 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My spirit on Thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For Thou art Love Divine. 2 In Thee I place my trust, On Thee I calmly rest; I know Thee good, I know Thee just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform: Safe in Thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me; Secure of having Thee in all, Of having all in Thee. Amen.

My times are in Thy hand

Author: William F. Lloyd Appears in 302 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My times are in Thy hand; My God, I wish them there; My life, my friends, my soul, I leave Entirely to Thy care. 2 My times are in Thy hand, Whatever they may be; Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, As best may seem to Thee. 3 My times are in Thy hand; Why should I doubt or fear? A Father's hand will never cause His child a needless tear. 4 My times are in Thy hand, Jesus the Crucified; The hand my cruel sins had pierced Is now my guard and guide. Amen.