,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,east ,hymnological ,works by the ,same ,author4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,greek ,,office ,,books4 ,crown #hvo1 #c_/f net4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,holy ,,eastern ,,church4 ,translated from the ,service ,books2 with ,introductory ,chapters on the ,history1 ,doctrine1 and ,worship of the ,church4 ,crown #hvo1 #c_/f net4 ,alexander ,gardner1 ,paisley4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,greek ,,church4 ,being ,translations from the ,service ,books2 with ,introduction and ,notes4 ,crown #hvo1 #b_/f4 ,oliphant ,anderson ,ferrier1 ,edinburgh4 ,,hymns ,,and ,,hymn-,,writers ,,of ,,the ,,church ,,hymnary4 ,crown #hvo1 #c_/f4 ,henry ,frowde1 ,oxford ,university ,press4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,east ,,and ,,west4 ,crown #hvo1 #b_/f4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,early ,,church4 ,crown #hvo1 #b_/f4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,our ,,pilgrimage4 ,crown #hvo1 #b_/-4 ,,zionward3 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,pilgrim ,,life4 ,crown #hvo1 #a_/-4 ,,the ,,rest ,,of ,,god4 ,crown #hvo1 #a_/f net4 ,,pilgrim ,,songs4 ,crown #hvo1 #a_/-4 ,james ,nisbet ,co41 ,ltd41 ,london4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,east ,,being ,,centos ,,and ,,suggestions ,,from ,,the ,,service ,,books ,,of ,,the ,,holy ,,eastern ,,church ,,with ,,introduction ,,by ,,the ,,rev4 ,,john ,,brownlie ,author of ,hymns and ,hymn ,writers of the ,church ,hymnary1 ,hymns of the ,greek ,church1 ,hymns from the ,greek ,office ,books1 ,hymns of the ,holy ,eastern ,church1 c41 c4 ,,paisley3 ,,alexander ,,gardner ,publisher by ,appointment to the late ,queen ,victoria ,,mcmvii ,,london3 ,,simpkin1 ,,marshall1 ,,hamilton1 ,,kent ,,co41 ,,lmd4 ,,printed ,,by ,,alexander ,,gardner1 ,,paisley ,,tois ,,agiois ,,en ,,dexia1 ,,theou ,,kai ,,pistois ,,en ,,christ1 ,,anatith,,mi ,,index ,,of ,,first ,,lines ,,page ,,introduction1 #i ,,morning-- ,now1 ,god of ,light1 the morn appears1 #be ,up1 up my soul6 with gladness rise1 #bg ,the saffron tints appear1 #bi ,now glows the morn in beauty rare1 #ca ,,evening-- ,when night her sable curtain spreads1 #ce ,a crown of gold surpassing rare1 #cg ,,christmas-- ,the ,lord of ,life to earth came down1 #da ,jerusalem rejoice6 #dd ,the best that heaven could bring1 #df ,out from the rising of the sun1 #dg ,,easter-- ,o woeful hour1 when from the night1 #ea ,crown the ,lord of glory1 #ec ,o ,christ1 when on the shameful tree1 #ee ,o ,god of ,love1 ,whose mercy came1 #eg ,when hades held the ,lord of ,life1 #ei ,when ,thou1 ,o ,christ1 upon the tree1 #fa ,to ,thy ,cross and ,resurrection1 #fc ,light is dawning 'mong the hills1 #fe ,hail6 rising morn1 for ,he hath risen1 #fg ,we worship1 ,lord1 before ,thee now1 #fi ,heavy laden with thy grief1 #gj ,to ,thee1 ,o ,christ1 our ,god1 #gb ,glory shone within the gloom1 #gd ,when ,adam heard the voice of sin1 #gf ,within the garden's sombre shade1 #gh ,,pentecost-- ,even as ,thou saidst1 the ,spirit came1 #hc ,o may the ,spirit of all grace1 #he ,,communion-- ,let ,thy blood in mercy poured1 #hi ,o ,lord of bounty1 let this bread1 #ia ,,judgment-- ,when in the clouds the ,lord appears1 #ie ,the ,bridegroom comes1 my soul awake6 #ih ,o ,judge of all1 when sinful men1 #ajj ,i brought my merits to the throne1 #ajb ,the time is drawing nigh1 #ajd ,,aspirations-- ,i sought the ,lord at early morn1 #aji ,o touch my heart and bring to mind1 #aaa ,the wealth of high estate1 #aac ,i lift my hands1 and with my heart1 #aae ,arise1 my soul1 and gaily sing1 #aag ,the ,king shall come when morning dawns1 #aai ,think on me1 ,lord1 for ,thou art kind1 #aba ,because ,thy mercy is so great1 #abc ,i cannot lift mine eyes1 #abe ,when at ,thy feet oppressed1 #abg ,because ,i was brought low1 #abi ,o ,god of ,life1 in ,whom we live1 #aca ,by ,thine own hand the gift was given1 #acc ,lord1 ,thou art good and kind1 #acd ,o ,lord of ,life1 when mortals call1 #acf ,i wandered sore distressed1 #ach ,god sent me to the desert wild1 #adj ,,introduction ,this fourth series of ,hymns from the ,office ,books of ,the ,holy ,eastern ,church1 differs from the preceding three in this1 that the hymns are less translations or renderings1 and more centos and suggestions4 ,one cannot continue long to interest himself in any work1 and receive from time to time the observations and criticisms of his fellows1 without1 if he have his eyes and mind open to receive impressions1 feeling himself impelled to alter his methods in some particular or other4 ,in previous volumes the author has been careful to give1 for the most part1 carefully executed--that is to say1 truthfully rendered translations from the originals4 ,work of that kind is useful1 and absolutely necessary for certain purposes2 but1 unless for the hymnologist1 or for the liturgiologist1 it is far from being attractive4 ,to be true1 renderings can hardly be graceful1 and they must lack much of the literary charm which attaches itself to productions which are more untrammelled4 ,hence1 unless1 as has been said1 to the few who are specialists1 translations are not much in favour4 ,they have earned a reputation1 and that reputation adheres to them3 they are cold and uninspiring4 ,such is their reputation1 not always just1 but who can say that it has not1 on the whole1 been earned8 ,perhaps it would be wrong to say that there is any prejudice against translations from the ,greek or any other language whatever1 as such4 ,the reluctance to welcome translations is really reluctance to welcome poems which do not find their way to the heart4 ,for this reason there is perhaps not more than a score of translations which have won their way from permanent hymnals to a permanent place in the affections of our devout fellow-countrymen4 ,in this connection it is to be noted that we speak of translations1 and not of suggestions such as1 ,art thou weary1 or ,o1 happy band of pilgrims1 and many others1 which have advanced into great favour1 and are termed translations1 but are not4 ,true hymns are sacred lyrics1 and a lyric to be lyrical and heart appealing1 must be inevitable4 ,it must be the spontaneous expression of the heart of the author--an expression which had to come4 ,it is the latent secret of the power of true hymns1 for what must be uttered will assuredly1 sooner or later1 find its way to some heart4 ,such jets of living poetry must be awaited3 they cannot be forced4 ,but a translator must deliberately sit down at his desk and work--manufacture1 if you will--and endeavour to turn on the lathe of graceful culture1 elegancies which readers may admire1 but will never feel4 ,perhaps translators from the ,greek have a singular temptation to eschew4 ,hymns from the ,offices have to be created in ,greek1 as has been pointed out in a former ,introduction1 before they can be the source of living poetic inspiration4 ,no doubt the necessity of forming a cento is also the privilege1 but it may easily entice a translator to be satisfied with a lifeless stringing of inept fragments4 ,all this and much more has been brought home to the writer times without number4 ,if one would have his work to be permanently useful2 if he would aim at any particular employment of his hymns1 he must observe the conditions which such an aim implies4 ,a translator who aims at the use of his work in public worship1 must aim at pellucid simplicity both of phraseology and of structure2 and if they are to be widely1 permanently1 or deservedly popular1 they must be gifted with becoming grace4 ,this cannot be done in translations pure and simple4 ,the present collection gives the result of an experiment4 ,the ,greek has been used as a basis1 a theme1 a motive2 oriental colour1 and it is to be hoped some of the oriental warmth has been preserved4 ,now and again an oriental figure is retained1 and to those who have any knowledge of the worship of the ,eastern ,church1 it must be obvious that the peculiar themes of her praise are in abundant evidence4 ,what1 then1 is the net result8 ,to an unpractised eye1 if no indication of the source of these hymns had been given1 could anything about them have suggested their source8 ,to the unpractised eye1 nothing4 ,but no one who knows the ,greek ,offices will travel far before he overtakes well-known landmarks4 ,this is just as it should be4 ,it is sufficient that a fertile source of suggestion has been found--of theme1 thought1 form1 colour--and that from this ancient source it is possible to procure much that is beautiful for the adornment of the worship of ,god's house to-day4 ,and this gratifying fact is made plain1 that the themes of ,greek ,church praise are the grand themes of the praise of the ,church in our land and in all ,christian lands2--,the ,christ in all the ,might and ,glory of ,his ,person and ,work3 the need of our humanity1 and the way in which ,christ met it3 ,his miraculous birth1 which is not shorn of any of its mystery1 and the embellishments of the event1 which are never toned down1 but1 in true oriental fashion1 made1 if possible1 more dazzling3 ,his ,passion and ,his ,death1 and the fulness of their atoning efficacy4 ,but1 as is to be expected1 the grand theme of the ,greek singers1 as became those who1 more than we have done1 caught the first inspiration of their praise from the apostles1 is the glorious ,resurrection of our ,lord from the dead4 ,here1 the praise of the ,greek ,church touches its highest note1 and pours forth its most enchanting melody4 ,christ is risen1 and the glad response1 ,he is risen indeed--these words constitute the keynote of all that is best and most beautiful in ,greek worship4 ,the ,knowledge and the ,wisdom of ,god are everywhere extolled1 and the attribute of ,light is continually and cordially applied to the ,deity4 ,one cannot acquaint himself with the ,church of the ,apostles1 with its glowing service1 and with the noble stand it has made1 and still maintains1 for the truth of ,god and for the ,kingdom of ,christ in the world1 and not feel pained with the fact1 so little to the credit of the ,church of the ,west1 that1 of our sympathy it has little or none4 ,this is largely due to our ignorance4 ,but is ignorance in many cases not culpable8 ,is it not so in our case8 ,a little more acquaintance with the ,eastern ,church would vastly alter our attitude towards it1 and speedily remove most of our prejudices4 ,more than once have we listened to depreciations of the ,greek ,church1 and the epithet stagnant has always been incorporated as a first-rate misdemeanour of the ,orthodox ,church of the ,east4 ,the assumption in the epithet is that the ,greek ,church is not missionary and aggressive1 and the implication is that it has been so from earliest times4 ,until men acquaint themselves with the history of this ,church1 and open their eyes to facts which are readily accessible1 it is useless to attempt to lift them out of their prejudices4 ,how much did the ,church of the ,east suffer by the great ,roman schism of #ajed6 ,after1 in the words of ,dr4 ,a4 van ,millingen1 in his ,byzantine ,constantinople1 having in the empire of which ,new ,rome was the capital1 defended the higher life of mankind against the attacks of formidable antagonists1 and rendered eminent service to the cause of human welfare2 after having elaborated the ,christian doctrines and formed the creed of ,christendom for the world1 she was shorn of much of her strength by the departure of the ,west4 ,the spring1 and energy1 and enterprise were largely taken from her4 ,no fault of hers that she was left with the meditative souls who could ponder the mysteries of ,god1 but could not trade in the merchandise of the ,kingdom4 ,so she was left in possession of her splendid attainment1 without the aptitude to fit herself to aggressive enterprise1 while ,rome1 with all the qualifications which have fitted her for an aggressive task1 has made for herself a place and a name which have eclipsed the glory of the old home4 ,and so we forget the ,church of the ,apostles1 to which we owe so much4 ,but worse4 ,how much did the ,church of the ,east suffer1 and how much does she still suffer1 by the overthrow of the empire by the ,turks in #adec--;by the overthrow of the empire1 and the domination of a powerful1 unscrupulous1 and fanatical race1 down through the #fjj years succeeding6 ,how would the ,church in these islands have stood such fiery trials8 ,would we have continued an enterprising missionary ,church through it all8 ,it might be good for us to try to understand that1 when a despotic ,sultan stands over you1 allowing you to breathe on condition of no proselytising1 the conditions are not favourable to well advertised missionary effort4 ,all that can be done in such circumstances1 and under such conditions1 is to hold fast to the faith1 and let the light shine1 which the ,greek ,church actually does4 ,since the tenth century1 ,russia stands to the credit of ,greek missionaries4 ,not that ,russia can be considered much credit in the meantime by the ,west2 but the ground for hope in ,russia is the ,christian element that has entered into her national life4 ,and our ,protestantism has not yet succeeded on the same national scale in missionary effort1 a fact which ought to incline us to think less of the stagnation of the ,greek ,church4 ,but why refer specially to ,russia as a product of ,greek missionary effort8 ,would ,rome1 or the ,church of the ,reformation in the ,west1 be what they are to-day1 but for the zeal and devotion of that ,church in bye-gone days8 ,it is an easy matter for us in these days1 with our national liberty and recognition of the ,christian faith2 with the noble souls around us who are the products of centuries of grace2 with wealth1 and all that ,christian work calls for to its aid1 to look disparagingly upon the ,church of the ,east1 the mother of us all1 as she lies in sore straits despoiled of her splendour1 and trampled under the heel of the ,turk4 ,well we know the theory of cross-bearing1 but1 in comparison with the ,church of the ,east from the very earliest down to the present day1 we know but little of its practice4 ,our laurels are not too firmly knit upon our brows3 let us take heed1 and let us exercise the grace of charity and a spirit of sympathy4 ,but our prejudices1 which are1 as usual1 due to imperfect knowledge1 culpable or otherwise1 charge this ,church1 which claims to be ,orthodox1 with being heretical in doctrine and worship4 ,to put the common view1 this ,church1 which is the repository of ,apostolic doctrine1 and from which we1 in common with others1 have derived1 has1 along with the truth1 a large admixture of error1 which renders her dangerous and to be avoided4 ,we1 who plume ourselves on the orthodoxy of our doctrines and purity of worship1 have a remarkable facility for detecting and magnifying the errors of others3 of creating them where they do not exist1 and of exaggerating them where they do4 ,this facility has this advantage1 that it keeps our eyes away from ourselves and from the errors which are nearer home4 ,like the beams of the winter sun which have little warmth in them1 the line of our vision is somewhat oblique4 ,this is a subject much too large to occupy our attention to any extent here4 ,it may be enough to remark in regard to the major charges1 that nowhere does the ,eastern ,church address worship1 either to the ,mother of our ,lord1 or to the saints and angels4 ,they are venerated and invoked1 but worshipped1 never4 ,worship1 as we understand it1 is addressed to the ,triune ,god1 and to ,him alone4 ,this is a rather dangerous subject to touch1 and this is not the place to safely approach it2 but it may suffice to say that we might be a great deal the better1 and none the worse1 and it might be comforting and strengthening in times of affliction and trial1 to realise more than we do1 that our ,lord wore our flesh when ,he sojourned with us on the earth1 and that ,he derived ,his humanity from ,mary4 ,we might thus even be induced to use ,her name with greater veneration and affection than have yet characterised our references to ,her1 when these have had to be made1 and so aid the fulfilment of ,her own prophecy1 ,behold1 from henceforth1 all generations shall call me blessed4 ,and might it not be good for us to remember that there are saints and angels1 and that we are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses8 ,who doubts the fact8 ,do not they who tacitly ignore the existence of the ,blessed ,dead8 ,if any of the hymns contained in this volume should touch the heart of anyone who reads them1 or1 better still1 at any future time1 sings them1 may he1 as he remembers the source from which they have come1 think reverently and sympathetically of the struggling ,church of the ,east4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,east ,,morning ,i ,now1 ,god of ,light1 the morn appears1 ,and life revives1 and beauty glows2 ,the night has gone with all its fears1 ,and lo6 the light in brightness grows4 ,,ii ,thine be the glory1 ,god of ,light1 ,for all the joy from morn that springs2 ,o may a morn dispel each night1 ,and bless our lives with beauteous things4 ,,iii ,give us this day the light that dwells ,in every heart ,thy presence fills2 ,that night with all its fears dispels1 ,and life1 and hope1 and joy instils4 ,,iv ,then shall our nights no darkness bring1 ,but morn1 bright morn1 for ever shine2 ,and when night spreads her dusky wings1 ,more bright shall be the light divine4 ,v ,all praise to ,thee1 the ,god of ,light2 ,all praise to ,christ1 the glorious ,son2 ,and to the ,spirit1 ,lord of might1 ,now1 and while endless ages run4 ,i ,up1 up1 my soul6 with gladness rise1 ,and greet the ever-brightening skies4 ,the morn hath come1 sweet morn1 awake6 ,and from thy pinions slumber shake4 ,,ii ,pure as the morn ,god's presence shines2 ,love like its beams1 thy life entwines2 ,richer the gifts thy ,god bestows ,than morning beauty can disclose4 ,,iii ,sweet as the breath that fans the bowers1 ,and stirs the leaves and opening flowers1 ,comes with the morn1 the breath divine ,to stir thee1 slumbering soul of mine4 ,,iv ,o ,thou1 the ,morn1 the ,light1 the ,sun1 ,with ,thee be every day begun2 ,brightness shall clothe my life always1 ,and fill my soul with grateful praise4 ,v ,glory to ,thee1 ,o ,christ6 my ,lord1 ,light of my soul1 ,incarnate ,word6 ,come with the morn1 abide alway1 ,and cheer my course to endless day4 ,i ,the saffron tints appear1 ,the morning comes--'tis here4 ,wipe slumber from thine eyes1 ,behold the sun arise6 ,,ii ,clad in his garb of gold1 ,bright as he shone of old2 ,beams o'er the heavens extend1 ,shafts from his orb descend4 ,,iii ,sun1 that in morning light ,rises1 nor sinks in night1 ,shine in my soul alway1 ,make there an endless day4 ,,iv ,life for my deadness give2 ,shine1 that my soul may live2 ,joy to my sorrow bring2 ,light on ,thy glowing wing4 ,v ,if 'neath the cloud ,i lie1 ,darkness obscure my sky2 ,yet1 may my faith behold ,glints of the hidden gold4 ,,vi ,father1 to ,thee1 always1 ,and ,holy ,ghost1 be praise2 ,glory1 while ages run1 ,to ,thee1 ,o ,christ6 our ,sun4 ,i ,now glows the morn in beauty rare1 ,o haste my soul to fervent prayer1 ,and let the wings of morning raise ,to ,god the tribute of thy praise4 ,,ii ,the night is gone2 now disappear ,the clouds that hung in threatening near2 ,day comes apace1 and terrors flee1 ,for light illumes the earth and sea4 ,,iii ,o soul dismayed6 when darkness fills ,the dismal days with darkling ills1 ,rest in the calm the promise gives1 ,that ,christ1 thy ,light and ,glory1 lives4 ,,iv ,morn shall appear and scatter night2 ,light shall appear in noonday might4 ,strong in the joy the daylight brings1 ,soul1 thou shalt rise on glowing wings4 ,v ,morn of my soul1 ,o ,christ1 ,thou art2 ,light of my life2 my drooping heart ,sings1 when ,thy countenance benign ,shines as the joys of noonday shine4 ,,evening ,i ,when night her sable curtain spreads1 ,and darkness falls on sea and land1 ,in silent beauty1 o'er our heads1 ,the stars shine grand4 ,,ii ,the orb of day his race hath run1 ,but see what glory comes to view1 ,as1 full of radiance1 one by one1 ,the stars shine true4 ,,iii ,now bright their silver light appears1 ,and reverent eyes behold the sight2 ,hope lights the darkness of our fears-- ,the stars shine bright4 ,,iv ,when on our life the curtain falls1 ,and fast descends a threatening night1 ,then1 lest dismay the soul appals1 ,the stars shine bright4 ,v ,o great the wisdom1 great the power1-- ,god draws the curtains of the night1 ,and1 in the dark and lonesome hour1 ,the stars shine bright4 ,,vi ,the glory and the truth of ,god1 ,his lovingkindness and ,his care1-- ,such is the light ,he sheds abroad1 ,his stars shine rare4 ,i ,a crown of gold surpassing rare1 ,the western hills1 in beauty1 wear2 ,and earth and sea reflect the light1 ,that fades before th' approach of night4 ,,ii ,o ,glorious ,sun6 whose peerless ray ,illumes the realm of endless day1 ,shine on a world where darkness dwells1 ,and all the joy of day dispels4 ,,iii ,soft o'er the land the twilight creeps2 ,night falls apace1 and nature sleeps2 ,o let not night my life control1 ,and plunge in sleep my drowsy soul4 ,,iv ,sleep to the weary pilgrim give1 ,but let the soul through slumber live2 ,wake when the first faint gleam of morn ,tells that another day is born4 ,v ,light of my life6 bid night depart1 ,sing to my soul1 and cheer my heart2 ,that morn1 and noon1 and night may be ,one beauteous day of joy to me4 ,,vi ,and when the brightest morn shall break1 ,and bid the eternal day awake1 ,o ,glorious ,sun6 in radiance shine1 ,to guard from night the realm divine4 ,,christmas ,,carol#a kai ,poimenes eidon to thauma1 ,angeln anymnountn1 kai legontn2 ,doxa ,i ,the ,lord of ,life to earth came down1-- ,come1 gaily sound ,his praises high2 ,o 'twas a day of high renown1 ,while angels praise ,him in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,the shepherds saw a wondrous sight1 ,in ,bethlehem's fields at even1 ,when1 lo6 a star1 in radiance bright1 ,shed o'er the plains its glorious light1 ,and angel bands1 harmonious quite1 ,his praises sang from heaven4 ,,ii ,say1 came ,he forth by myriads led8-- ,come1 gaily sound his praises high2 ,a crown of gold upon his head8 ,while angels praise ,him in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,,iii ,of earthly pomp the ,lord had none1-- ,come1 gaily sound ,his praises high2 ,his kingly crown had not been won1 ,while angels praise ,him in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,,iv ,a little child the ,lord became1-- ,come1 gaily sound ,his praises high1 ,to bear our guilt1 and share our shame1 ,while angels praise ,him in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,v ,o ,jesu1 ,who in manger lay1-- ,come1 gaily sound his praises high1 ,make me a little child to-day1 ,while angels praise ,thee in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,,vi ,and may ,i come1 with spirit meet1-- ,come1 gaily sound ,his praises high1 ,to lay my tribute at ,thy feet1 ,while angels praise ,thee in the sky4 ,refrain4 ,,vii ,to ,father1 ,spirit1 ,one with ,christ1-- ,come1 gaily sound ,his praises high1 ,be endless praise1 ,whose love sufficed1 ,while angels praise ,him in the sky4 ,refrain4 ---------- #a,this carol has been set to excellent and appropriate music by ,mr4 ,arthur ,henry ,brown1 ,brentwood1 ,essex1 and is published by ,novello ,co41 ,london4 ,it is noteworthy that ,mr4 ,brown is honourably associated with ,eastern ,hymnody by his tune1 ,st4 ,anatolius1 which was composed for ,dr4 ,neale's rendering of the ,greek evening hymn1 tn hmeran dielthn1 ,the day is past and over2 and also by ,orthodoxus and ,apostolicus1 which were composed for ,the ,ektene and ,the ,litany ,of ,the ,deacon respectively2 and by ,st4 ,stythians1 composed for basileu ouranie paraklte1 ,o ,king1 enthroned on high--renderings by the present author1 all of which find a place in the new edition of ,church ,hymns4 ,,carol#b euphranthti hierousalm ,i ,jerusalem1 rejoice6 ,keep festival and sing2 ,all ye who dwell in ,zion's courts1 ,bring forth an offering4 ,rejoice1 rejoice1 ,jerusalem1 rejoice2 ,and sing with glee1 right merrily1 ,let every heart and voice4 ,,ii ,to-day the chain is loosed ,that long hath bound our race1 ,the condemnation is removed ,through ,god's abounding grace4 ,rejoice1 rejoice1 etc4 ,,iii ,the gates of heaven are wide1 ,and ,satan's work undone2 ,for ,she#c who fell beneath his power1 ,now gives the world ,god's ,son4 ,rejoice1 rejoice1 etc4 ,,iv ,o depth of riches great6 ,o height of wisdom strong6 ,o knowledge of the ,living ,god1 ,to right such grievous wrong6 ,rejoice1 rejoice1 etc4 ,v ,now1 let creation sing ,and leap1 nor brook control1 ,for ,christ hath come to call it back1 ,and save each ruined soul4 ,rejoice1 rejoice1 ,jerusalem rejoice2 ,and sing with glee1 right merrily1 ,let every heart and voice4 ---------- #b,music by ,mr4 ,arthur ,henry ,brown4 #c,woman4 ,i ,the best that heaven could bring-- ,first fruits1 an offering free-- ,was brought from far1 when1 by the star1 ,the wise men came to ,thee4 ,,ii ,no sceptre1 and no throne6 ,the magi were amazed1 ,as1 with surprise1 on humble guise ,and poverty1 they gazed4 ,,iii ,but there ,thy ,god-head shone1 ,despite the manger bed2 ,o ,christ1 the ,lord1 ,incarnate ,word6 ',twas there ,thou laid'st ,thy head4 ,i ,out from the rising of the sun1 ,o'er tracts of desert wild1 ,the ,magi came on journey lone1 ,to seek the heaven-born child2 ,the star o'erhead their footsteps led1 ,and hope their way beguiled4 ,,ii ,they bore ,him costly gifts of gold1 ,and myrrh and spices sweet3 ,for ,he is ,king1 they had been told1 ,whom they would meekly greet2 ,and they would go1 in reverence low1 ,and worship at ,his feet4 ,,iii ,o humble ,child1 in manger laid6 ,the wise beheld ,thee there1 ,and reverently their homage paid1 ,and gave their offerings rare4 ,their quest was found1 and to the ground ,they bowed the head in prayer4 ,,iv ,o ,jesu1 who in manger lay1 ,the ,son of ,god most high1 ,let me my humble homage pay1 ,and bring my offerings nigh1 ,and humbly greet ,thee at ,thy feet1 ,and low in worship lie4 ,,easter ,i ,o woeful hour6 when from the night ,emerged in wrath ,satanic might1 ,to crush the ,christ1 whom ,god in heaven1 ,to raise our fallen race1 had given4 ,,ii ,o woeful hour6 when1 with the scorn ,of sinful men1 ,his soul was torn2 ,when sin exulting bowed the knee1 ,and stung the ,christ with mockery4 ,,iii ,o woeful hour6 when to the tree ,the ,christ was nailed in agony2 ,when anguish for our sin ,he bore1 ,and thorns ,his throbbing temples tore4 ,,iv ,o woeful hour6 ,o darkest day6 ,the ,god-,man1 still1 entombed lay1 ,for death his cruel shaft had driven ,to quell the hope our ,god had given4 ,v ,o saddened soul6 the night is past1 ,the morn1 bright morn1 has come at last2 ,the rage of sin its worst hath done1 ,yet lives in power th' eternal ,son4 ,,vi ,the dark hath vanished in the light2 ,o futile now1 ,satanic might2 ,sin wounded lies1 and death is slain ,by ,him who lives in power again4 ,,vii ,hail1 glorious morn6 the ,christ hath risen2 ,hail ,victor from the darkest prison6 ,up1 up1 my soul6 thy praises pour ,to ,christ1 ,thy ,god1 for evermore4 ,i ,crown the ,lord of glory1 ,angels1 crown your ,king2 ,saints whose souls ,he ransomed1 ,bring your offering2 ,let no voice be silent1 ,laud and honour bring4 ,,ii ,crown the ,lord of glory1-- ,once ,he dwelt below1 ,bore the cross of sorrow1 ,drank the cup of woe2 ,now ,he reigns triumphant1 ,let your praises flow4 ,,iii ,crown the ,lord of glory1-- ,on the earth ,he wore ,purple robe that mocked ,him1 ,thorns ,his brow that tore2 ,now ,his griefs are ended1 ,praise ,him evermore4 ,,iv ,crown the ,lord of glory1 ,for ,his work is done2 ,crown the ,king of glory1 ,god's eternal ,son2 ,in my life enthroned1 ,be ,thy reign begun6 ,i ,o ,christ1 when on the shameful tree1 ,thou bor'st such cruel pain for me1 ,thine every member felt the smart1 ,and sent its sorrows to ,thy heart4 ,,ii ,a crown of thorns ,thy temples tore1 ,thy face1 ,o ,christ1 vile spittings bore1 ,and cruel hands1 ,o action base6 ,smote ,thee1 defiant1 in the face4 ,,iii ,when in ,thy thirst1 men heard ,thee call1 ,thy lips were drenched with bitter gall2 ,and to ,thine ears the words were borne ,of blasphemy and ribald scorn4 ,,iv ,thy hands and feet with nails were riven1 ,the spear into ,thy side was driven2-- ,o ,christ1 when dying on the tree1 ,how great the pain ,thou bor'st for me6 ,v ,now1 by ,thy ,cross1 ,almighty ,king1 ,salvation to the sinner bring1 ,and let ,thy sacrifice for me ,teach me to sacrifice for ,thee4 ,i ,o ,god of love1 whose mercy came ,to this dark world of sin and shame1 ,and on a ,cross of suffering sore1 ,that sin and shame in meekness bore4 ,,ii ,supreme the love the ,christ displayed1 ,when ,he1 ,true ,god1 ,true ,man was made2 ,when ,he was scorned1 ,his patience then ,shone forth divine1 with sinful men4 ,,iii ,did e'er such mercy lead the great ,to stoop from high to low estate8 ,did e'er such love incline the heart ,to take the erring sinner's part8 ,,iv ',twas ,god who loved1 'twas ,god who gave ,his ,son our erring souls to save2 ',tis ,christ that wins us by the love ,from earth below to heaven above4 ,v ,win me1 ,o ,lord1 whose mercy came ,to this dark world of sin and shame1 ,to that bright world whose beauties shine ,forever in ,thy love divine4 ,,vi ,to ,thee1 ,o ,father1 glory be1 ,and glory1 ,christ1 ,god-,man1 to ,thee1 ,and to the ,spirit1 ,three in ,one1 ,now1 and while countless ages run4 ,i ,when ,hades held the ,lord of ,life1 ,the boast of sin was vaunting high2 ',twas much to wound a sinless soul1 ,but more to see the ,god-,man die4 ,,ii ,when ,hades held the ,lord of ,life1 ,the gates were barred to hold ,him fast4 ,no prison bars so closely drawn ,were e'er by soul of mortal passed4 ,,iii ,when ,hades held the ,lord of ,life1 ,rejoicing1 death beheld ,him there2-- ,now close the ancient barriers draw1 ,and drive the prisoner to despair4 ,,iv ,o1 blank surprise when ,hades shook6 ,o1 ringing joy through all the gloom6 ,asunder fell the gates of night1 ,and rose the ,conqueror from the tomb4 ,v ,immortal ,saviour6 death is dead1 ,no more it holds the souls of men2 ,for ,thou hast crushed the power of sin1 ,and brought us back to life again4 ,i ,when ,thou1 ,o ,christ1 upon the tree1 ,wert bearing pain for sinful men1 ,the sun1 lamenting1 hid his face1 ,and clothed himself with darkness then2 ,,ii ,and o'er the world1 when noontide came1 ,the light grew faint and faded soon2 ,and men in wonder saw the dark ,bring in the night at hour of noon4 ,,iii ,but1 low in ,hades' depths there shone ,such light as never shone before2 ,and prisoners saw the ,light of lights1 ,and joyed to feel their bondage o'er4 ,,iv ,o blessed art ,thou1 ,christ1 our ,lord1 ,for all the pain so meekly borne2 ,the dark that hid ,thee in ,thy woe1 ,has ushered in a glorious morn4 ,i ,to ,thy ,cross and ,resurrection1 ,laud and praise we humbly give2 ,in ,thy death and life immortal1 ,we will die1 and ever live4 ,,ii ,christ ,incarnate6 by ,thy ,manhood1 ,thou to ,god hast brought me nigh2 ,christ the humble6 by ,thy meekness1 ,thou hast raised my horn on high4 ,,iii ,source of life6 ,o ,christ1 the anguish ,borne upon the cruel tree ,lifts me to the bliss abiding1 ,where from suffering1 souls are free4 ,,iv ,endless praises1 bright and thankful1 ,christ1 to ,thee be ever given1 ,by the souls in sorrow singing1 ,by the souls redeemed in heaven4 ,i ,light is dawning 'mong the hills1 ,light of light ,thy beams display1 ,all the darkness chase away1 ,light that dawned upon our ills4 ,,ii ,dark the day the ,cross was raised ,by the hands of cruel men2 ,great ,thy load of sorrow then2 ,angel hosts were sore amazed4 ,,iii ,dark the world while in the tomb1 ,lone in death the ,saviour lay1 ,till the stone was rolled away1 ,and ,his ,rising quelled the gloom4 ,,iv ,fadeless now1 ,o ,light of light1 ,glory of the ,father1 ,thou1 ,shine upon ,thy people now1 ,rise upon their darkest night4 ,i ,hail rising morn6 for ,he hath risen2 ,hail light that gilds the ,eastern skies2 ,for1 from the bonds of darkest prison1 ,thy first beams saw the ,christ arise4 ,,ii ,o merciful and gracious ,one6 ,the gates of ,hades ,thou hast rent1 ,and by ,thy ,rising1 ,christ the ,son1 ,no more we lie in bondage pent4 ,,iii ,to-day the lips of ,adam sing2 ,eve hails the ,christ of mankind born2 ,and patriarchs and prophets bring ,their hymns to greet the wondrous morn4 ,,iv ,and ,thine the glory1 ,thine the power1 ,by glowing hearts in praise expressed2 ,for ,thine the might1 this glorious hour1 ,by which the sons of men are blessed4 ,i ,we worship1 ,lord1 before ,thee now1 ,for great1 and good1 and pure art ,thou4 ,o ,christ1 the ,god1 our stumblings heal1 ,and lead us all ,thy love to feel4 ,,ii ,for of ,thy will it pleased ,thee well ,here1 in our flesh1 with us to dwell1 ,to bear the ,cross1 that we might be ,from ,satan's servitude set free4 ,,iii ,wherefore we cry aloud and praise1 ,with thankful voice1 ,thy name always2 ,for1 ,o6 our ,saviour1 ,thou didst bring ,the joy that makes our souls to sing4 ,i ,heavy laden with thy grief1 ,do thy tears like raindrops flow8 ,christ hath all thy sorrows borne ,long ago4 ,,ii ,see ,him in the garden1 prone1 ,while ,he poured ,his soul to ,god2 ,then ,he bore affliction keen1 ,and the rod4 ,,iii ,weary1 laden with thy sin1 ,dost thou bow beneath the load8 ,cast the burden of thy woe1 ,on thy ,god4 ,,iv ,see ,him faint beneath the load1 ,as ,he bears the ghastly tree2 ,hear ,his weary spirit sigh1 ,all for thee4 ,v ,sad and doubting1 lo6 the sun ,shines upon a glorious day3 ,he is risen6 come1 see the place ,where ,he lay4 ,,vi ,glory to our suffering ,lord1 ,praise to our exalted ,king1-- ,source of life and endless bliss1-- ,let us bring4 ,i ,to ,thee1 ,o ,christ1 our ,god1 ,great ,shepherd1 who didst bear ,the wandering sheep that strayed ,back to ,thy shepherd care2 ,,ii ,who1 pitying1 gav'st ,thy life1 ,that we might stray no more1-- ,to ,thee our hearts we raise1 ,and ,thee our songs adore4 ,,iii ,blest ,spirit1 source of life1 ,from ,hades' fearful gloom ,thou brought'st the ,shepherd1 ,christ1 ,who lay in mortal tomb1 ,,iv ,that ,he might still provide1 ,and tend1 and guard1 and keep1 ,where'er ,his flock1 abides ,one ,shepherd1 of ,his sheep4 ,i ,glory shone within the gloom1 ,vacant eyes in wonder gazed2 ,shook the portals of the tomb1 ,and the prisoners stood amazed4 ,,ii ,who is this in garb of light1 ,come to chase our night away8 ,who is this in glorious might1 ,brings to us eternal day8 ,,iii ,back6 the triumph has been won2 ,prone the powers of darkness lie1 ,at the feet of ,god's own ,son1 ,fresh from fields of victory4 ,,iv ,glory1 glory1 life is ours6 ,hades heard the shout and feared2 ,sin and all satanic powers ,saw the ,victor as ,he neared4 ,v ,burst the gates and cast them down1 ,set the sighing prisoners free2 ,fear not though the tyrant frown1 ,christ hath purchased liberty1 ,,vi ,sin is crushed and death is slain1 ,see the ,cross and ,him who died6 ,from the grave ,he rose again1 ,who for man was crucified4 ,,vii ,hail6 the ,resurrection day1 ,hail6 the gladness and the gain2 ,he is risen1 the angels say1 ,yea1 the ,lord is risen again4 ,i ,when ,adam heard the voice of sin ,and fell before its power1 ,the flowers of ,paradise were shorn ,of beauty in that hour4 ,,ii ,and clouds obscured the heavenly light1 ,and e'en the stars were dim2 ,for ,o 'twas night1 and only night1 ,dark night 'twixt ,god and him4 ,,iii ,o whence that flashing sword that gleams8 ,and whence those angels there8 ,out from the garden of their bliss1 ,was thrust the guilty pair4 ,,iv ,life is not theirs1 the tree of ,life ,the ,cherubim surround2 ,death dogs our guilty parents' steps1 ,curse blasts the fertile ground4 ,v ,o dreary1 dreary1 dark and dread1 ,o misery of sin6 ,god make another garden fair1 ,and take ,thy wanderers in4 ,,vi ,all praise to ,christ our glorious ,lord1 ,for sin and death are slain2 ,the gates of heaven are open wide1 ,and life is ours again4 ,i ,within the garden's sombre shade1 ,the ,christ of ,god in anguish prayed2-- ,and who that agony could tell1 ,as from his brow the blood-drops fell8 ,,ii ,can you not watch one hour8 ,he saith1 ,my soul is sorrowful to death4 ,but ,he alone the vigil kept1 ,while worn disciples slumbering slept4 ,,iii ,o dark the cloud that threatening hung1 ,and sore the grief ,his soul that wrung1-- ,the hate of man1 the guilty name1 ,the bitter ,cross1 the sin and shame4 ,,iv ,if ,i must drink this cup1 ,he prayed1 ,the burden bear upon me laid1 ,my ,god1 ,i bow ,me to ,thy will1 ,and meekly ,thy behest fulfil4 ,v ,my soul1 when to the garden led1 ,and clouds are gathering overhead1 ,when none the hour of anguish shares1 ,to ,god direct thy earnest prayers4 ,,vi ,thy will be done1 ,thy will is best1-- ,even then the bitter cup is blest1-- ,if 'tis ,thy will the cup ,i'll drain1 ,despite the agony of pain4 ,,pentecost ,erg1 hs palai tois mathtais epngeil4 ,i ,even as ,thou saidst1 the ,spirit came1 ,in fiery tongues of living flame2 ,and men were moved to spread abroad1 ,the ,wisdom of th' ,incarnate ,god4 ,,ii ,and nations heard the truth1 and gave ,their souls to ,him who came to save2 ,and toiling in their sins1 arose ,the power of ,satan to oppose4 ,,iii ,even as ,thou saidst2 the ,spirit's power ,came at the ,pentecostal hour1 ,and drooping souls with zeal were fired1 ,and felt the life that power inspired4 ,,iv ,even as ,thou saidst1 the ,spirit's voice ,spake to dull hearts1 and bade rejoice2 ,and men that dwelt in sorrow's night1 ,felt hope awake as morning light4 ,v ,even as ,thou saidst2 ,his power can still ,our empty lives to fulness fill2 ,can charge with hope1 with zeal inspire1 ,and kindle life1 and light1 and fire4 ,,vi ,even as ,thou saidst6--,o ,spirit1 come1 ,make with ,thy people here ,thy home2 ,in all their need ,thy gifts supply1 ,and ,christ our ,lord still glorify4 ,i ,o may the ,spirit of all grace ,descend and in our hearts abide1 ,and what of good or ill betide1 ,find in them aye a resting-place4 ,,ii ,there is no peace to mortals given1 ,save when the ,spirit finds ,his rest ,within the secret of our breast1 ,and there inspires the calm of heaven4 ,,iii ,our earthly calms a storm presage1 ,they whisper peace1 and tempests rise1 ,and clouds obscure the brightest skies1 ,and winds1 and waves in tumult rage4 ,,iv ,no storm disturbs the heavenly peace1 ,no whispering fills the soul with fears ,as when the brooding tempest nears1 ,and clouds around our path increase4 ,v ',tis lasting calm1 'tis heavenly rest2 ,come1 ,spirit of the ,living ,god1 ,and in our spirits shed abroad ,the peace that makes the troubled blest4 ,,communion ,i ,let ,thy ,blood in mercy poured1 ,let thy gracious ,body broken1 ,be to me1 ,o gracious ,lord ,of ,thy boundless love the token2 ,thou didst give ,thyself for me1 ,now ,i give myself to ,thee4 ,,ii ,thou didst die that ,i might live2-- ,blessed ,lord ,thou cam'st to save me2 ,all that love of ,god could give1 ,jesus by ,his sorrows gave me2-- ,thou didst give ,thyself for me1 ,now ,i give myself to ,thee4 ,,iii ,by the thorns that crowned ,thy brow1 ,by the spear wound and the nailing2 ,by the pain and death ,i now ,claim1 ,o ,christ1 ,thy love unfailing2 ,thou didst give ,thyself for me1 ,now ,i give myself to ,thee4 ,,iv ,wilt ,thou own the gift ,i bring8 ,all my penitence ,i give ,thee2 ,thou art my exalted ,king1 ,of ,thy matchless love forgive me2-- ,thou didst give ,thyself for me1 ,now ,i give myself to ,thee4 ,i ,o ,lord of bounty1 let this bread ,be ,thy pure ,body unto me2 ,and let the wine in symbol poured1 ,tell of the glorious ,mystery2-- ,o let me here ,thy presence feel2 ,and all my sins in mercy heal4 ,,ii ,i am not worthy to partake ,of ,thy pure ,body1 gracious ,lord2 ,nor of the ,blood so freely shed ,by ,thee1 ,o ,thou ,incarnate ,word2 ,yet grant ,thy presence unto me1 ,and let me now commune with ,thee4 ,,judgment ,i ,when in the clouds the ,lord appears1 ,and angels stand around ,his throne2 ,when judgment fills the soul with fears1 ,and none can aught of sin disown2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,,ii ,even in ,thy judgment mercy shew2-- ,but ere that awful day awakes1 ,make me my guilty state to know1 ,and from my evil courses break2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,,iii ,for ,thou art pitiful and kind1 ,and ,thou hast died1 ,o ,judge of men1 ,that1 ere the ,judgment1 ,i may find ,the path that leads to life again2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,,iv ,i have no penitence nor tears1 ,i have no merit of my own2 ,but1 ah6 my soul is filled with fears1 ,and gladly would its sin disown2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,v ,and bring me nigh the throne of grace1 ,that1 ere the day of ,judgment dire1 ,i may behold ,thy loving face1 ,and flee ,thine all consuming ire2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,,vi ,swift draws the day of ,judgment nigh2 ,wake1 wake1 my soul1 the ,judge is near6 ,and call for mercy while thy cry ,can enter ,his inclining ear2-- ,spare me1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy creature spare1 ,and let my soul ,thy mercy share4 ,i ,the ,bridegroom comes6 ,my soul1 awake1 ,and slumber from thine eyelids shake2 ,hark6 in the midnight hour the cry2 ,bestir1 my soul1 for ,he is nigh4 ,,ii ,now trim your lamp1 and let its light ,illume the darkness of the night2 ,and with the tarrying host attend ,the ,bridegroom1 as the ,bridegroom's friend4 ,,iii ,hast thou no oil8 ,o foolish soul6 ,why didst thou not the hours control8 ,why in the darkness slumber still1 ,without the oil your lamp to fill8 ,,iv ,go1 get your oil1--but no1 too late6 ,the ,bridegroom's come1 and closed the gate2-- ,o let me knock1 for ,he is kind1 ,and will not leave my soul behind4 ,v ,o let me in1 my lamp's aglow2 ,how could ,i1 ,lord1 ,thy coming know8 ',twas night1 ,i slumbered1--let me in3 ,forgive1 ,o ,lord1 forgive my sin4 ,,vi ,too late6 ,the time has gone apace2 ,too late1 'tis gone1 the hour of grace2 ,o soul of mine1 awake1 awake1 ,and slumber from thine eyelids shake4 ,i ,o ,judge of all1 when sinful men ,to ,thy dire judgment seat are brought1-- ,tell not the error of my life1 ,o tell it not4 ,,ii ,when bowed with grief my tears are shed1 ,because my life with sin is fraught1 ,to angel hosts tell not my sin1 ,o tell it not4 ,,iii ,o hide the secrets of my soul1 ,and give the pardon ,i have sought1 ,and to the myriads round ,thy throne1 ,o tell them not4 ,,iv ,o merciful and just ,thou art2 ,in pity view my woeful lot1 ,and shame me not because of sin1-- ,o tell it not4 ,i ,i brought my merits to the throne1 ,and set them forth in order there2 ,i said1 ,o ,lord1 ,thy servant own1 ,and let his brow the garland wear2 ,the grace and virtue of his life1 ,he won as victor in the strife4 ,,ii ,the song that erstwhile filled the place1 ,where high the throne of ,christ was set1 ,grew faint1 as on each pensive face ,joy mixed with pain1 and pity met2-- ,their song had told the debt they owed1 ,and how the ,christ ,his grace bestowed4 ,,iii ,o1 silence fell1 so sharp and chill1-- ,my soul to meanness pined and shrank1 ,forth went my cry in accent shrill1 ,my ,lord1 have ,i no grace to thank8 ,its echo dying1 lingered1 sank1 ,my ,lord1 have ,i no grace to thank8 ,,iv ,i saw ,his piercd hands and side1 ,i saw the thorn-wounds on ,his brow1-- ,my ,lord1 forgive my sinful pride1 ,accept my sore repentance now2 ,then rose high heaven's adoring prayers1 ,my grateful song went forth with theirs4 ,i ,the time is drawing nigh1 ,even now the day is near1 ,when ,christ from heaven high ,to ,judgment shall appear2-- ,keep watch1 my soul1 in fear1 ,the ,judge of men is near4 ,,ii ,then kings and princes great1 ,the rich and poor shall meet2 ,and high and low estate1 ,shall gather round ,his feet2-- ,keep watch1 my soul1 in fear1 ,the ,judge of men is near4 ,,iii ,no crafty words shall mar1 ,nor sophistry distract2 ,no parrying counsel jar ,with the eternal fact2-- ,keep watch1 my soul1 in fear1 ,the ,judge of men is near4 ,,iv ,o ,christ1 in mercy then1 ,forbid my soul should go ,with lost and ruined men ,down to the place of woe2-- ,keep watch1 my soul1 in fear1 ,the ,judge of men is near4 ,,aspirations ,i ,i sought the ,lord at early morn1 ,when earth awoke to see the light2 ,and to my soul a light was borne ,that quelled the darkness of my night2 ,he heard my prayer at early morn1 ,and light into my heart was borne4 ,,ii ,i sought the ,lord when noontide shone1 ,and head and hand earth's duties shared2 ,i am ,thy servant1 ,lord1 alone1 ,i said1 and told ,him how ,i fared2 ,he heard my prayer as ,i drew near1 ,and kept me at my task1 sincere4 ,,iii ,i sought the ,lord when evening fell1 ,and night came gliding on apace2 ,for ,i had sins my ,lord to tell1 ,and ,he is full of pardoning grace2 ,he heard my prayer1 and bade me rest1 ,and in ,his love my soul was blest4 ,,iv ,at morn1 at noon1 at night ,i'll pray1 ,and ,thou1 ,o ,lord1 my prayer wilt hear1 ,for ,thou art near my path alway1 ,to aid1 to comfort1 or to cheer2 ,no hour too early1 none too late1 ,to knock imploring at ,thy gate4 ,v ,o ,jesus ,christ1 to ,thee be praise1 ',tis ,thou hast taught my soul to pray1 ,for ,thou didst speak with ,god always1 ,at morn1 at noon1 at close of day2 ,and ,thou hast said ,he hears the prayer1 ,the longing soul breathes everywhere4 ,i ,o1 touch my heart1 and bring to mind ,the sin ,i should deplore2 ,and give me grace1 ,thou ,god most kind1 ,that ,i may sin no more4 ,,ii ,o1 touch my heart till tears run fast1 ,in penitence sincere2 ,and may the memories of the past ,teach me to walk in fear4 ,,iii ,for ,i have strayed1 and ,thou hast sought1 ,and ,i have strayed again2 ,o1 may the wanderer ,thou hast brought ,within ,thy fold remain4 ,,iv ,o1 touch my heart1 till love arise1 ,and claim me for ,thine own2 ,then shall ,i learn with glad surprise1 ,that ,i am ,thine alone4 ,v ,for love knows no divided heart1 ,nor grudges service given2 ,but gives the life in every part1 ,and serves in earth and heaven4 ,i ,the wealth of high estate1 ,the silver and the gold1 ,the glory of the great1 ,the wisdom of the old1-- ,death seizes all1 they pass away1 ,for all on earth is vanity4 ,,ii ,why seek the vain that dies8 ,the life begirt by death8 ,the fame1 the power that flies ,with the expiring breath8 ,the good that carries ill besides1 ,and for a fleeting hour abides8 ,,iii ,are there no gains that last1 ,to bless the soul for aye1 ,when passing things are past1 ,and things of earth decay8 ,are there no joys that linger long ,in sweetness1 like a heavenly song8 ,,iv ,arise1 my soul1 arise6 ,the husks of time disdain1 ,and wing thee to the skies1 ,where there is lasting gain2 ,where moth nor rust can mock thy toil1 ,nor subtle thief break through to spoil4 ,v ,o ,christ1 for ,thee we long1 ',tis ,thee our spirits need2 ,they only life prolong ,who on ,thy bounties feed2 ,and they have wealth1 and high estate1 ,and endless bliss who on ,thee wait4 ,i ,i lift my hands1 and with my heart1 ,my prayer ascends to ,thee2 ,in mercy take a sinner's part1 ,lord1 send ,thy help to me4 ,,ii ,lo6 in the mire of sin ,i lie1 ,my raiment all defiled2 ,o come and set me up on high1 ,and save ,thy fallen child4 ,,iii ,i cannot cleanse the filthy stains1-- ,i can but mourn and sigh2 ,do what ,i may1 the guilt remains1 ,i fail oft' as ,i try4 ,,iv ,in mercy1 ,lord1 ,thy mercy send1 ,for merciful art ,thou2 ,and prove ,thyself the sinner's ,friend1-- ,o come and help me now4 ,v ,and let my life be ordered quite1 ,as ,thou wouldst have it be2 ,when ,i am wrong1 ,o set me right1-- ,lord1 come and succour me4 ,,vi ,and hold me up1 lest to the mire ,of sin my soul return2 ,o let ,thy love my spirit fire1 ,and base affections burn4 ,,vii ,and glory to my ,god ,i'll give1 ,and glory to the ,son1 ,and to the ,spirit while ,i live1 ,great1 ,blessed1 ,three in ,one4 ,i ,arise1 my soul1 and gaily sing ,the praise of thine ,immortal ,king2 ,the heavens ,his matchless power adore1-- ,awake1 and sing for evermore4 ,,ii ,the morning dawns at ,his command1 ,and lights the world o'er sea and land2 ,and upwards1 see the sun arise1 ,to shed its glories from the skies4 ,,iii ,but falls the twilight o'er our heads1 ,and night its sable curtain spreads2 ,for all ,his kingly words obey1-- ,the dark of night1 the light of day4 ,,iv ,o heavenly ,king1 in every soul1 ,the darkness of our night control2 ,and 'mid the blackness of that night1 ,speak ,thou the word1 ,let there be light4 ,v ,and as the morn from darkness springs1 ,to speed to earth on silent wings1 ,a dawn more glorious shall awake1 ,and bright upon our spirits break4 ,,vi ,o ,sun of ,righteousness1 arise1 ,and fill our souls with glad surprise2 ,nor into dark of night decline1 ,but aye at noontide brightly shine4 ,,vii ,all glory to the ,god of ,might1 ,and to the ,son1 the ,light of light2 ,and to the ,spirit1 ,three in ,one1 ,eternal while the ages run4 ,i ,the ,king shall come when morning dawns1 ,and light triumphant breaks2 ,when beauty gilds the eastern hills1 ,and life to joy awakes4 ,,ii ,not as of old1 a little child ,to bear1 and fight1 and die1 ,but crowned with glory like the sun1 ,that lights that morning sky4 ,,iii ,o1 brighter than the rising morn1 ,when ,he1 victorious rose1 ,and left the lonesome place of death1 ,despite the rage of foes2-- ,,iv ,o1 brighter than that glorious morn1 ,shall this fair morning be1 ,when ,christ1 our ,king1 in beauty comes1 ,and we ,his face shall see4 ,v ,the ,king shall come when morning dawns1 ,and earth's dark night is past2-- ,o1 haste the rising of that morn1 ,that day that aye shall last4 ,,vi ,and let the endless bliss begin1 ,by weary saints foretold1 ,when right shall triumph over wrong1 ,and truth shall be extolled4 ,,vii ,the ,king shall come when morning dawns1 ,and light and beauty brings2-- ,hail6 ,christ the ,lord2 ,thy people pray ,come quickly1 ,king of kings4 ,i ,think on me1 ,lord1 for ,thou art kind1 ,and ,i am needy1 poor1 and blind1 ,and let the gifts ,thou hast in store1 ,enrich me daily1 more and more4 ,,ii ,i have no food my soul to feed1 ,be ,thou my ,bread of ,life indeed2 ,my parchd spirit sighs1 ,o give ,the stream of ,life that ,i may live4 ,,iii ,my filthy raiment ,i disown1 ,clothe with ,thy righteousness alone1 ,and ,i shall walk approved by ,thee1 ,clad in ,thy robe of purity4 ,,iv ,i have no strength2 in evil hour ,i fall beneath temptation's power2 ,be ,thou my strength1 and ,i shall stand ,upheld by ,thine outstretched hand4 ,v ,i cannot see the path to tread1 ,and blindly by my sins am led2 ,come to my blindness1 give me sight ,that ,i may shape my course aright4 ,,vi ,i cannot live if ,thou deny ,the prayer uplifted with my cry2 ,i cannot die1--in mercy give ,thy grace1 that ,i may die or live4 ,,vii ,think on me1 ,lord1 for ,thou art kind1 ,and ,i am needy1 poor1 and blind2 ,and let the gifts ,thou hast in store1 ,enrich me daily1 more and more4 ,i ,because ,thy mercy is so great1 ,lord1 think upon my needy state1 ,and deign to give the help ,i need1-- ,the ,bread of ,life my soul to feed4 ,,ii ,they cannot live whose souls are fed ,on what this foolish world calls bread2 ,for lack of food the spirit sighs1 ,and1 weak and weary1 faints and dies4 ,,iii ,o may the hidden manna give ,the strength ,i need that ,i may live2 ,and may that life be spent for ,thee ,who came and lived on earth for me4 ,,iv ,o ,jesus ,christ1 the living ,bread1 ,now at the table ,thou hast spread1 ,think of me in my utmost need1 ,and let me on ,thy bounties feed4 ,i ,i cannot lift mine eyes1 ,for1 ,o1 my sin is great1-- ,high as the hills that rise ,up1 up to heaven's gate1-- ,i cannot lift mine eyes1 ,so great my sin1 so great4 ,,ii ,but ,i would smite my breast1 ,and bow me at the ,cross1 ,and well ,he knows the rest1 ,my pain1 my grief1 my loss2-- ,yea1 ,i would smite my breast1 ,and bow me at ,his ,cross4 ,,iii ,mayhap when ,i have told ,the burden of my sin1 ,he'll make my spirit bold1 ,and speak1 and soothe1 and win2-- ,all this when ,i have told ,the burden of my sin4 ,,iv ,then shall ,i lift mine eyes1 ,and see the sin removed1 ,and in the radiant skies ,behold the ,well ,beloved2-- ,then shall ,i lift mine eyes1 ,and see my sin removed4 ,i ,when at ,thy feet1 oppressed1 ,the burdened sinner falls1 ,and1 woeful and distressed1 ,upon ,thy mercy calls1-- ,o hear the penitential prayer1 ,forgive the burdened sinner there4 ,,ii ,did'st ,thou not send the ,son1 ,to shew the ,father's grace1 ,to bid a world undone ,arise and seek ,his face8 ,and wilt ,thou not in mercy say1 ,thy many sins ,i take away8 ,,iii ,yea1 ,thou wilt not despise ,the soul's uplifted prayer2 ,nor when our hopes arise1 ,plunge us in deep despair2 ,but wilt forgive the evil done1 ,through ,christ the ,well ,beloved ,son4 ,,iv ,o ,jesus ,christ1 by ,thee ,the ,father's grace is found1 ,and pardon full1 and we ,with every good abound1-- ,we see ,thee nailed upon the tree1 ,and know all blessing comes from ,thee4 ,i ,because ,i was brought low1 ,and sin had triumphed quite1 ,thou ,god1 all good1 didst bow1 ,and seek me in the night4 ,,ii ,and ,thou didst lift me up1 ,for ,thou wert lifted high1 ,when on the ,cross ,thou gav'st ,thyself for man to die4 ,,iii ,thou ,life1 ,immortal ,life6 ,o1 full of sympathy6 ,clothed with my flesh ,thou cam'st ,from ,thy felicity4 ,,iv ,to burst our mortal bands1 ,and vanquish in the strife1 ,and dead1 from death arise1 ,crowned with immortal life4 ,v ,to ,father and to ,son1 ,to ,thee1 blest ,spirit1 praise1 ,here on the earth1 and there ,where live the endless days4 ,i ,o ,god of life1 in whom we live1 ,the bounties of ,thy favour give1 ,and teach our souls to soar2 ,that1 at the source of every good1 ,our life may find its needful food1 ,and live for evermore4 ,,ii ,o ,lord of mercy1 by whose grace ,the sinner seeks the ,father's face1 ,and finds a welcome there2 ,when fears the trembling soul distress1 ,and sins the aching heart oppress1 ,o ,lord of mercy1 spare4 ,,iii ,and say to ,him who loves ,thee best1 ,and sent ,thee to a world distressed1 ,his blessing to impart1-- ,hear ,thou the sinner's mournful cries1 ,accept his preferred sacrifice1 ,a broken1 contrite heart4 ,,iv ,blest ,spirit1 who in holy flame1 ,at ,pentecost all powerful came1-- ,our sin-stained souls renew2 ,and by ,thine all-consuming fire1 ,consume our sin and vile desire1 ,and make us pure and true4 ,v ,to ,god who dwells in highest heaven1 ,be endless praise and glory given1-- ,and praise to ,christ the ,son4 ,and to the ,holy ,spirit blest1 ,for comfort and for gifts the best1-- ,immortal ,three in ,one4 ,i ,by ,thine own hand the gift was given ,of wealth1 and hope of highest heaven2 ,but1 fool at heart1 ,thy grace was spurned1 ,and from my ,father's house ,i turned4 ,,ii ,o1 hear my plaint1 ,i cry to ,thee2 ,be pitiful1 and pardon me1 ,for ,i have sinned2 ,o1 give me grace ,to seek in penitence ,thy face4 ,,iii ,yea1 ,i repent in anguish low2 ,give me again ,thy love to know2 ,and if a servant's place remain1 ,take me in mercy back again4 ,i ,lord1 ,thou art good and kind1 ,and full of tender grace2 ,now make ,thy countenance to shine1 ,and let me see ,thy face4 ,,ii ,for ,o1 my heart is sad1 ,because my sin ,i know2 ,and though ,i strive1 ,i fail1 ,and still ungodly grow4 ,,iii ,and all my aims are lost1 ,and all my striving vain1-- ,wilt ,thou refresh my soul1 ,and visit me again8 ,,iv ',tis morning when the sun ,upon the mountain glows2 ',tis evening when the shade ,upon the valleys grows2 ,v ,and when ,thy face ,i see1 ',tis morning in my soul2 ,but when ,thou turn'st away1 ,the evening shadows roll4 ,,vi ,and night comes on apace1 ,and all forlorn ,i sigh2-- ,o1 bid the morning dawn1 ,look on me lest ,i die4 ,,vii ,o1 ,thou art good and kind1 ,and full of tender grace2 ,now make ,thy countenance to shine1 ,and let me see ,thy face4 ,i ,o ,lord of ,life1 when mortals call1 ,and freedom seek from earthly thrall1 ,hear ,thou in heaven and save us all1 ,in mercy1 ,lord4 ,,ii ,o ,full of ,mercy1 when we groan1 ,because of sin our spirits own1 ,hear1 who for sinners didst atone1 ,in mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iii ,o ,full of ,pity1 when we bear ,to ,thy blest feet our cankering care1 ,take of our weary load a share1 ,in mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iv ,o ,full of ,grace6 when sufferers tell ,the grief ,thou knowest1 ,lord1 so well1 ,come1 with the broken-hearted dwell1 ,in mercy1 ,lord4 ,v ,when1 lured by hope1 our spirits rise ,to where ,thou beckonest from the skies2 ,then1 be eternal life the prize1 ,in mercy1 ,lord4 ,i ,i wandered sore distressed1 ,all weary and forlorn2 ,i had no place to rest1 ,of all my pleasures shorn1-- ,my thirsting spirit sighed1 ,and in the desert cried4 ,,ii ,the ,shepherd heard my cry1 ,who came ,his flock to find1 ,and drew in mercy nigh1 ,for ,he is wondrous kind2 ,his winning voice awoke ,my spirit as ,he spoke4 ,,iii ,he bade my wandering cease1 ,and gave my heart a home1 ,that1 from the bliss of peace1 ,i might no longer roam2-- ,he gave me hope for fears1 ,and lasting joy for tears4 ,i ,god sent me to the desert wild1 ,where all is parched with endless drought1 ,for ,i had grown a wayward child1 ,and now my sin had found me out2-- ,he sent me to the desert drear1 ,and1 ah6 my soul was charged with fear4 ,,ii ,i wandered where the brooks were dry1 ,while memory wove a dismal song1 ,and to my ,god ,i raised my cry1 ,and sang my dirge the whole day long2-- ,for ,i was in the desert drear1 ,and1 ah6 my soul was charged with fear4 ,,iii ,the ,god of grace ,his comfort sent1 ,and soon the desert blossomed fair1 ,while round my path1 where'er ,i went1 ,sweet flowers poured forth their odours rare2-- ,he sent me to a desert drear1 ,now flowers and luscious fruits appear4 ,,iv ,o ,god1 when by the path of sin1 ,we reach the land where famine reigns2 ,and dread possesses all within1 ,and all around are woes and pains2-- ,then make the world a desert rare1 ,of joys upspringing everywhere4