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Sing to the Lord of harvest

Author: Rev. John S. B. Monsell Appears in 121 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise: By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest A song of happy of love. 2 By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring; The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing: He filleth with His fulness All things with large increase; He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty, and with peace. 3 Heap on His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save: Your hearts lay down before Him, When at His feet ye fall, And with your lives adore Him Who gave His life for all. Amen.

Sometimes a light surprises

Author: William Cowper Appears in 408 hymnals

Still with Thee, O my God

Author: Rev. James D. Burns Appears in 158 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Still with Thee, O my God, I would desire to be, By day, by night; at home, abroad, I would be still with Thee. 2 With Thee when dawn comes in And calls me back to care, Each day returning to begin With Thee, my God, in prayer. 3 With Thee amid the crowd That throngs the busy mart, To hear Thy voice, where time's is loud, Speak softly to my heart. 4 With Thee when day is done, And evening calms the mind; The setting as the rising sun With Thee my heart would find. 5 With Thee when darkness brings The signal of repose, Calm in the shadow of Thy wings, Mine eyelids I would close. 6 With Thee, in Thee, by faith Abiding, I would be; By day, by night, in life, in death, I would be still with Thee. Amen.

Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear

Author: Rev. John Keble Appears in 1,452 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, It is not night if Thou be near; Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant’s eyes. 2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviorr’s breast. 3. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. 4. If some poor wandering child of Thine Has spurned to-day the voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. 5. Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store; Be every mourner’s sleep to-night, Like infants’ slumbers, pure and light. 6. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take, Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above. Amen.

Sunset and evening star

Author: Alfred Lord Tennyson Appears in 172 hymnals Lyrics: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell When I embark; For, though from out our bourne of time and place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar. Amen.

Supreme in wisdom as in power

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 49 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Supreme in wisdom as in power The Rock of Ages stands; Though Him thou canst not see, nor trace The working of His hands. 2 He gives the conquest to the weak, Supports the fainting heart; And courage in the evil hour His heavenly aids impart. 3 Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. 4 They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life Divine; With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. 5 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar, Their wings are faith and love; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to heaven above. Amen. Text Sources: Scottish Trans. and Paraphr. 1745, 1781, alt.

Sweet is the work, my God, my King

Author: Rev. Isaac Watts Appears in 781 hymnals

With tearful eyes I look around

Author: Charlotte Elliott Appears in 292 hymnals Lyrics: 1 With tearful eyes I look around; Life seems a dark and stormy sea; Yet, midst the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, "Come to Me." 2 It tells me of a place of rest; It tells me where my soul may flee: O to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, "Come to Me." 3 When the poor heart with anguish learns That earthly props resigned must be, And from each broken cistern turns, It hears the accents, "Come to Me." 4 When against sin I strive in vain, And cannot from its yoke get free, Sinking beneath the heavy chain, The words arrest me, "Come to Me." 5 When nature shudders, loath to part From all I love, enjoy, and see; When a faint chill steals o'er my heart, A sweet voice utters, "Come to Me. 6 "Come, for all else must fail and die; Earth is no resting-place for thee, Heavenward direct thy weeping eye, I am thy Portion; come to Me." 7 O voice of mercy! voice of love! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above, And gently whisper, "Come to Me." Amen.

Christ for the world we sing

Author: Rev. Samuel Wolcott Appears in 412 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With loving zeal; The poor, and them that mourn, The faint and overborne, Sin-sick and sorrow-worn, Whom Christ doth heal. 2 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With fervent prayer; The wayward and the lost, By restless passions tossed, Redeemed at countless cost From dark despair. 3 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With one accord; With us the work to share, With us reproach to dare, With us the cross to bear, For Christ our Lord. 4 Christ for the world we sing; The world to Christ we bring With joyful song; The new-born souls, whose days, Reclaimed from error's ways, Inspired with hope and praise, To Christ belong. Amen.

Christ in his word draws near

Author: Rev. Thomas T. Lynch Appears in 20 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Christ, in His word draws near; Hush, moaning voice of fear, He bids thee cease; With songs sincere and sweet Let us arise, and meet Him who comes forth to greet Our souls with peace. 2 Rising above thy care, Meet Him as in the air, O weary heart: Put on joy's sacred dress; Lo, as He comes to bless, Quite from thy weariness Set free thou art. 3 For works of love and praise He brings thee summer days, Warm days and bright; Winter is past and gone, Now He, salvation's Sun, Shineth on every one, With mercy's light. 4 From the bright sky above, Clad in His robes of love, 'Tis He, our Lord! Dim earth itself grows clear, As His light draweth near: O let us hush and hear His holy word. Amen.