__________________________________________________________________ Title: The Hymnal [of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the USA] Creator(s): Print Basis: New York, Oxford University Press, 1920 Rights: Public Domain CCEL Subjects: Proofed; All; Hymns and Hymnology LC Call no: BV372.A3 LC Subjects: Practical theology Worship (Public and Private) Including the church year, Christian symbols, liturgy, prayer, hymnology Hymnology Denominational hymnbooks in English __________________________________________________________________ The Hymnal AS AUTHORIZED AND APPROVED FOR USE BY THE GENERAL CONVENTION OF The Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 1916 THE CHURCH PENSION FUND NEW YORK COPYRIGHT, 1916, BY MONELL SAYRE, TRUSTEE First published, October, 1916 First edition published, February, 1919 COPYRIGHT, 1920, BY MONELL SAYRE, TRUSTEE First edition published, March, 1920 (Musical Edition publisher) OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS American Branch 35 West 32nd Street, New York __________________________________________________________________ CERTIFICATE Action of the General Convention of 1916 It was voted by both Houses of the General Convention held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and sixteen: That the New Hymnal, as reported by the Joint Commission on the Revision of the Hymnal be authorized and approved for use in this Church. That the Commission be continued with authority to perfect the details of its work and to complete, for the benefit of the Church Pension Fund, musical editions of the New Hymnal. That the publication of the Hymnal be committed to the Trustees of the Church Pension Fund for the benefit of that Fund. Attest: George Francis Nelson, Secretary of the House of Bishops. Henry Anstice, Secretary of the House of Deputies. CERTIFICATE Action of the General Convention of 1919 It was voted by both Houses of the General Convention, held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and nineteen: That the Commission on the Hymnal be requested to publish an edition of the words of the New Hymnal without the music, at a small cost. It was voted by both Houses of the General Convention, held in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and nineteen: Whereas, the New Hymnal was approved and authorized for use by the General Convention of 1916, and Whereas, an edition with words only has been ordered by the Convention and will be published; Resolved, the House of Deputies concurring, the House of Bishops heartily commends the use of the New Hymnal with music score, in order to take advantage of the present popular interest in singing and to promote congregational singing throughout the whole Church. Attest: George Francis Nelson, Secretary of the House of Bishops. Henry Anstice, Secretary of the House of Deputies. CERTIFICATE It is hereby certified that this edition of the Hymnal having been compared with, and corrected by, the standard book as the General Convention has directed, is permitted to be published accordingly. On behalf of the Commission empowered to superintend the publication of the Hymnal. Cortlandt Whitehead, Chairman. Morris Earle, Secretary. Rubric from the Book of Common Prayer HYMNS AND ANTHEMS Hymns set forth and allowed by the authority of this Church, and Anthems in the words of Holy Scripture or of the Book of Common Prayer, may be sung before and after any Office in this Book, and also before and after Sermons. CANON 46 Of the Music of the Church It shall be the duty of every Minister to appoint for use in his Congregation hymns or anthems from those authorized by the Rubric, and, with such assistance as he may see fit to employ from persons skilled in music, to give order concerning the tunes to be sung in his Church. It shall be his especial duty to suppress all light and unseemly music, and all irreverence in the performance. __________________________________________________________________ Preface The General Convention of the year 1913 entrusted to a Commission the revision of the Hymnal. The General Convention of 1916, accepting a book then submitted, referred it back to the Commission with instructions to perfect it and give it to the Church. In its effort to obey this command, the Commission now presents this book. Some hymns which were in the former collection have been omitted because it was discovered by careful inquiry that they were seldom if ever used. One of the principles of the revision was to make the new book as compact as excellence and variety would permit. Some old hymns which are perhaps below the general standard are retained because they have the affection of a considerable number of people. The hymns added find a place either because they are great religious verse, or because they express the experience and aspirations of our time. These are hymns intended to voice our yearning for larger social service, for deeper patriotism, for a more eager obligation to the winning and maintaining of a free world, for a higher enthusiasm towards the unity and extension of Christianity. This Hymnal of 1918 cannot escape the marks of the Great War, -- its tragedy, its sympathy, its loving sacrifice, its gratitude because God has given us the victory for the right and the true. The hymns have been arranged as nearly as possible in the Prayer Book order, with the hope that people will recognize that they have a companion for the Book of Common Prayer in a Book of Common Praise. The Commission has tried to retain and to add such hymns as express reality in the religious life. At the same time there has been generous thought for a wide diversity of temperament and training. From stern simplicity to exuberant emotion, the ways in which men would praise God are manifold. Accordingly there are hymns of objective adoration, august and distant, side by side with hymns which unburden the singer's heart and tell what God has done for him alone. The members of the Commission charged with the task of selecting the music of the hymns have tried first of all to select music which congregations as well as choristers can sing. The number of sentimental and weak melodies has been reduced. It is hoped that the many fine new tunes will so far win their way that such inferior music as is retained will lose its attraction. By such additions as certain Plainsong settings and tunes for adult male voices, the effort is made to appeal to various temperaments and abilities. No one parish will care to use all the tunes, but out of the book every parish will find a sufficient number for all its needs, which it can sing with enthusiasm. As with the words, so with the music, the Commission has endeavoured to provide a book which will make our Communion a singing Church. The prayer which goes up with the finishing of the book is that, in spite of its limitations and imperfections, it may bring the Church into greater joy, as the people sing these hymns of the ages to the grateful honor of the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost. Cortlandt Whitehead Roland S. Morris G. Mott Williams Robert C. Pruyn Thomas F. Davies Miles Farrow William F. Faber Walter Henry Hall James W. Ashton Horatio Parker Charles Lewis Slattery T. Tertius Noble Frank Damrosch, Jr. Monell Sayre Winfred Douglas Peter Christian Lutkin Morris Earle Wallace Goodrich Note "Amen" is printed only with those hymns which are prayer, praise, or otherwise addressed to God. Nevertheless, the necessary music for "Amen" has been supplied throughout, for the use of those who desire it. The dates throughout this book are arranged as follows, both for the Hymns and the Tunes. A single date, without a hyphen, is the earliest obtainable for the given Hymn or Tune: whether of composition, or of first publication. When such a date is wanting, the dates of the author's or composer's birth and death are given, separated by a hyphen. A date followed by a hyphen is that of birth; preceded by a hyphen, or by the letter d, is that of death. The letter c. (circa), indicates an approximate date. When no composer is known, the place and date of publication are given when possible. __________________________________________________________________ The Hymns I. DAILY PRAYER Morning 1-8 Noon 9, 10 Evening 11-31 Through the Week 32-42 The Lord's day 43-51 Friday 52 II. THE CHRISTIAN YEAR Advent 53-70 Christmas 71-84 St. Stephen 85 St. John the Evangelist 86 Holy Innocents 87 Circumcision 88-91 Epiphany 92-97 Sundays after Epiphany 98-110 Septuagesima 111-121 Ash Wednesday and Lent 122-142 Litanies of Penitence 141,142 Holy Week 143-162 The Story of the Cross 163 The Words on the Cross 164 Easter Even 165-167 Easter Day 168-180 Rogation Days 181-183 The Ascension Day 184-194 Whitsunday 195-204 Litanies of the Holy Ghost 203, 204 Trinity Sunday 205-210 Sundays after Trinity 211-266 Faith 211-225 The Divine Love 226-236 The Divine Mercy 237-243 Divine Guidance 244-248 Praise and Adoration 249-266 Holy Days 267-302 General for Saints' Days 267 St. Andrew 268 St. Thomas 269, 270 Conversion of St. Paul 271, 272 The Presentation of Christ or Purification of St. Mary 273, 274 St. Matthias 275 The Annunciation 276, 277 St. Mark 278 St. Philip and St. James 279 St. Barnabas 280, 281 St. John Baptist 282 St. Peter 283 St. James 284 The Transfiguration 285, 286 St. Bartholomew 287 St. Matthew 288 St. Michael and All Angels 289-291 St. Luke 292 St. Simon and St. Jude 293 All Saints 294-302 III. SACRAMENTS AND RITES Holy Commission 303-340 Introits 303-318 The Offertory 319 The Communion 320-340 Holy Baptism 341-346 Adults 346 Catechism 347-364 School Life 365-367 Litany for Children 368 Confirmation 369-380 Holy Matrimony 381-383 Visitation 384-408 Burial of the Dead 409-414 For Children 414 Travelers by Sea and Land 415-419 IV. SPECIAL OCCASIONS Thanksgiving Day 420-426 National Days 427-442 Old and New Year 443-449 Ember-Days and Ordination 450-456 Church Building and Consecration 457-462 The Burial Ground 462 V. THE CHURCH The Church Militant 463-472 Litany of the Church 473 Missions 474-487 Brotherhood and Service 488-505 Temperance 506 The Church Triumphant 507-516 VI. PROCESSIONALS Processionals 517-544 VII. CAROLS Carols 545-561 Index to First Lines 523-536 Index of Authors and Translators 537-547 __________________________________________________________________ THE HYMNAL __________________________________________________________________ I. DAILY PRAYER __________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________ Morning [1]1 New every morning is the love [2]2 Awake, my soul, and with the sun [3]3 Come, my soul, thou must be waking [4]4 Christ, whose glory fills the skies [5]5 Now that the sun is gleaming bright [6]6 My Father, for another night [7]7 Forth in thy Name, O Lord, I go [8]8 Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One Also the following: [9]205 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty __________________________________________________________________ [10]Daily Prayer: Morning 1. New every morning is the love L.M. [11]Melcombe: Samuel Webbe, 1782 John Keble, 1822 New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life, and power, and thought. New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see; Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and care. The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask; Room to deny ourselves, a road To bring us daily nearer God. Seek we no more; content with these, Let present rapture, comfort, ease, -- As heaven shall bid them, come and go: The secret this of rest below. Only, O Lord, in thy dear love, Fit us for perfect rest above; And help us, this and every day, To live more nearly as we pray. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [12]Daily Prayer: Morning 2. Awake, my soul, and with the sun L.M. [13]Morning Hymn: Francois Barthelemon, 1785 PART II. Thomas Ken, 1695; rev., 1709 Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. Redeem thy misspent moments past; And live this day as if thy last: Improve thy talent with due care; For the great Day thyself prepare. Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear; Think how allseeing God thy ways And all thy secret thoughts surveys. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King. All praise to thee, who safe hast kept And hast refreshed me while I slept; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. Lord, I my vows to thee renew; Scatter my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, angelic host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [14]Daily Prayer: Morning 3. Come, my soul, thou must be waking 8.4.7.8.4.7 [15]Haydn: arr. from Franz Joseph Haydn, 1791 [16]Carman: Peter C. Lutkin, 1895 German, F. R. L. Canitz (1654-1699); Tr. Henry J. Buckoll, 1838 Come, my soul, thou must be waking. Now is breaking O'er the earth another day: Come, to him who made this splendor, See thou render All thy feeble strength can pay. Gladly hail the sun returning, Ready burning Be the incense of thy powers; For the night is safely ended, God hath tended With his care thy helpless hours. Pray that he may prosper ever Each endeavor, When thine aim is good and true; And that he may ever thwart thee, And convert thee, When thou evil wouldst pursue. Think that he thy ways beholdeth; He unfoldeth Every fault that lurks within; He the hidden shame glossed over Can discover, And discern each deed of sin. Mayest thou on life's last morrow, Free from sorrow, Pass away in slumber sweet; And, released from death's dark sadness, Rise in gladness That far brighter Sun to greet. Only God's free gifts abuse not, Light refuse not, But his Spirit's voice obey; Thou with him shalt dwell, beholding Light enfolding All things in unclouded day. __________________________________________________________________ [17]Daily Prayer: Morning 4. Christ, whose glory fills the skies Six 7's [18]Ratisbon: Werner's Choralbuch, 1815 Charles Wesley, 1740 Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only Light, Sun of Righteousness, arise! Triumph o'er the shades of night: Day-spring from on high, be near; Day-star, in my heart appear. Dark and cheerless is the morn Unaccompanied by thee; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see; Till they inward light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. Visit then this soul of mine! Pierce the gloom of sin and grief! Fill me, Radiancy divine; Scatter all my unbelief, More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [19]Daily Prayer: Morning 5. Now that the sun is gleaming bright C.M. [20]St. Peter: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Latin; Tr. John Henry Newman (1836-1838) Now that the sun is gleaming bright, Implore we, bending low, That he, the uncreated Light May guide us as we go. No sinful word, nor deed of wrong, Nor thoughts that idly rove, But simple truth be on our tongue, And in our hearts be love. And while the hours in order flow, O Christ, securely fence Our gates, beleaguered by the foe, The gate of every sense. And grant that to thine honor, Lord, Our daily toil may tend; That we begin it at thy word, And in thy favor end. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [21]Daily Prayer: Morning 6. My Father, for another night C.M. [22]St. Timothy: Henry W. Baker, 1875 Henry W. Baker, 1875 My Father, for another night Of quiet sleep and rest, For all the joy of morning light, Thy holy Name be blest. Now with the newborn day I give Myself anew to thee, That as thou willest I may live, And what thou willest be. Whate'er I do, things great or small, Whate'er I speak or frame, Thy glory may I seek in all, Do all in Jesus' Name. My Father, for his sake, I pray Thy child accept and bless; And lead me by thy grace today In paths of righteousness. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [23]Daily Prayer: Morning 7. Forth in thy Name, O Lord, I go L.M. [24]Pixham: Horatio Parker, 1901 Charles Wesley, 1749 Forth in thy Name, O Lord, I go My daily labour to pursue; Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think, or speak, or do. The task thy wisdom hath assigned, O let me cheerfully fulfill; In all my works thy presence find, And prove thy good and perfect will. Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes my inmost substance see: And labour on at thy command, And offer all my works to thee. Give me to bear thy easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray; And still to things eternal look, And hasten to thy glorious Day. Fain would I still for thee employ Whate'er thy bounteous grace hath given, Would run my course with even joy And closely walk with thee to heaven. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [25]Daily Prayer: Morning 8. Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One L.M. [26]Ludborough: Timothy R. Matthews, 1846 Latin; St. Ambrose (340-397); Tr. John Henry Newman, 1836 Come, Holy Ghost, who ever One Art with the Father and the Son; Come, Holy Ghost, our souls possess With thy full flood of holiness. In will and deed, by heart and tongue, With all our powers, thy praise be sung; And love light up our mortal frame, Till others catch the living flame. Almighty Father, hear our cry Through Jesus Christ our Lord most high, Who with the Holy Ghost and thee Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Noon [27]9 Blest are the moments, doubly blest [28]10 Behold us, Lord, a little space __________________________________________________________________ [29]Daily Prayer: Noon 9. Blest are the moments, doubly blest L.M. [30]Wareham: William Knapp, 1738 William Wordsworth, 1834 Blest are the moments, doubly blest, That drawn from this one hour of rest, Are with a ready heart bestowed Upon the service of our God! Each field is then a hallowed spot, An altar is in each man's cot, A church in every grove that spreads Its living roof above our heads. Look up to heaven, the industrious sun Already half his race hath run: He cannot halt or go astray, But our immortal spirits may. Lord, since his rising in the east, If we have faltered or transgressed, Guide, from thy love's abundant source, What yet remains of this day's course; Help with thy grace, through life's short day, Our upward and our downward way; And glorify for us the west, When we shall sink to final rest. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [31]Daily Prayer: Noon 10. Behold us, Lord, a little space C.M. [32]Bedford: William Wheall, c. 1720 John Ellerton, 1870 Behold us, Lord, a little space From daily tasks set free, And met within thy holy place To rest awhile with thee. Around us rolls the ceaseless tide Of business, toil, and care; And scarcely can we turn aside For one brief hour of prayer. Yet these are not the only walls Wherein thou mayst be sought; On homeliest work thy blessing falls, In truth and patience wrought. Thine is the loom, the forge, the mart, The wealth of land and sea, The worlds of science and of art, Revealed and ruled by thee. Then let us prove our heavenly birth, In all we do and know; And claim the kingdom of the earth For thee and not thy foe. Work shall be prayer, if all be wrought As thou wouldst have it done, And prayer, by thee inspired and taught, Itself with work be one. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Evening [33]11 O Trinity of blessed light [34]12 O Brightness of the immortal Father's face [35]13 The day is gently sinking to a close [36]14 The radiant morn hath passed away [37]15 Through the day thy love has spared us [38]16 Holy Father, cheer our way [39]17 The sun is sinking fast [40]18 Abide with me: fast falls the eventide [41]19 Softly now the light of day [42]20 Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear [43]21 The day is past and gone [44]22 The shadows of the evening hours [45]23 The day is past and over [46]24 Savior, breathe an evening blessing [47]25 All praise to thee, my God, this night [48]26 God, that madest earth and heaven [49]27 Now from the altar of my heart [50]28 Before the ending of the day [51]29 The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended [52]30 As now the sun's declining rays [53]31 Tarry with me, O my Savior Also the following: [54]34 Inspirer and hearer of prayer [55]48 O Savior, bless us ere we go [56]49 Our day of praise is done [57]50 Savior, again to thy dear Name we raise [58]364 Now the day is over [59]399 At even, when the sun was set [60]407 One sweetly solemn thought [61]412 Sunset and evening star __________________________________________________________________ [62]Daily Prayer: Evening 11. O Trinity of blessed light L.M. [63]O Lux Beata Trinitas: Sarum Plainsong, Mode VIII [64]Bromley: Jeremiah Clarke, 1700 Latin; St. Ambrose (340-397); Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852 O Trinity of blessed light, O Unity of princely might, The fiery sun now goes his way; Shed thou within our hearts thy ray. To thee our morning song of praise, To thee our evening prayer we raise; O grant us with thy saints on high To praise thee through eternity. All laud to God the Father be; All praise, eternal Son, to thee; All glory, as is ever meet, To God the holy Paraclete. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [65]Daily Prayer: Evening 12. O Brightness of the immortal Father's face 10.6.10.6 [66]St. Nicholas (Scholefield): Clement C. Scholefield, 1870 Greek; "The Candlelight Hymn", before 370, attr. to Sophronius; Tr. Edward W. Eddis, 1864 O Brightness of the immortal Father's face, Most holy, heavenly, blest, Lord Jesus Christ, in whom his truth and grace Are visibly expressed: The sun is sinking now, and one by one The lamps of evening shine; We hymn the eternal Father, and the Son, And Holy Ghost divine. Worthy art thou at all times to receive Our hallowed praises, Lord. O Son of God, be thou, in whom we live, Through all the world adored. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [67]Daily Prayer: Evening 13. The day is gently sinking to a close Six 10's [68]Nachtlied: Henry Smart, 1872 Christopher Wordsworth, 1863 The day is gently sinking to a close, Fainter and yet more faint the sunlight glows. O Brightness of thy Father's glory, thou Eternal Light of Light, be with us now. Where thou art present darkness cannot be; Midnight is glorious noon, O Lord, with thee. Our changeful lives are ebbing to an end; Onward to darkness and to death we tend. O Conqueror of the grave, be thou our guide, Be thou our light in death's dark eventide; Then in our mortal hour will be no gloom, No sting in death, no terror in the tomb. Thou, who in darkness walking didst appear Upon the waves, and thy disciples cheer, Come, Lord, in lonesome days, when storms assail, And earthly hopes and human succours fail. When all is dark may we behold thee nigh, And hear thy voice: "Fear not, for it is I." The weary world is mouldering to decay, Its glories wane, its pageants fade away; In that last sunset when the stars shall fall, May we arise awakened by thy call, With thee, O Lord, for ever to abide In that blest day which has no eventide. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [69]Daily Prayer: Evening 14. The radiant morn hath passed away 8.8.8.4 [70]St. Gabriel: F. A. Gore Ouseley, 1868 Godfrey Thring, 1864 The radiant morn hath passed away, And spent too soon her golden store; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more. Our life is but an autumn sun, Its glorious noon, how quickly past; Lead us, O Christ, our lifework done, Safe home at last. O by thy soul-inspiring grace, Uplift our hearts to realms on high; Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky, Where light, and life, and joy, and peace In undivided empire reign, And thronging angels never cease Their deathless strain; Where saints are clothed in spotless white. And evening shadows never fall, Where thou, eternal Light of Light, Art Lord of all. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [71]Daily Prayer: Evening 15. Through the day thy love has spared us 8.7.8.7.7.7 [72]Repose: John Stainer, 1875 Thomas Kelly, 1806 Through the day thy love has spared us; Hear us ere the hour of rest: Through the silent watches guard us, Let no foe our peace molest; Jesus, thou our guardian be; Sweet it is to trust in thee. Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, Dwelling in the midst of foes; Us and ours preserve from dangers; In thine arms may we repose; And, when life's short day is past, Rest with thee in heaven at last. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [73]Daily Prayer: Evening 16. Holy Father, cheer our way 7.7.7.5 [74]Vesper (Stainer): John Stainer, 1875 Richard H. Robinson, 1869 Holy Father, cheer our way With thy love's perpetual ray; Grant us every closing day Light at evening time. Holy Savior, calm our fears When earth's brightness disappears; Grant us in our latter years Light at evening time. Holy Spirit, be thou nigh When in mortal pains we lie; Grant us, as we come to die, Light at evening time. Holy, blessed Trinity, Darkness is not dark with thee; Those thou keepest always see Light at evening time. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [75]Daily Prayer: Evening 17. The sun is sinking fast 6.4.6.6 [76]St. Columba (Irons): Herbert S. Irons, 1861 Latin; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1858 The sun is sinking fast, The daylight dies: Let love awake, and pay Her evening sacrifice. As Christ upon the cross His head inclined, And to his Father's hands His parting soul resigned; So now herself my soul Would wholly give Into his sacred charge, In whom all spirits live; So now beneath his eye Would calmly rest, Without a wish or thought Abiding in the breast; Save that his will be done, Whate'er betide; Dead to herself, and dead In him to all beside. Thus would I live; yet now Not I, but he, In all his power and love, Henceforth alive in me. One sacred Trinity, One Lord divine, May I be ever his, And he for ever mine. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [77]Daily Prayer: Evening 18. Abide with me: fast falls the eventide Four 10's [78]Eventide: William Henry Monk, 1861 Henry F. Lyte, 1847 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. Swift to its close ebbs out 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. 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, Lord, abide with me. 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. 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. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [79]Daily Prayer: Evening 19. Softly now the light of day Four 7's [80]Seymour: Carl Maria von Weber (1786-1826) George W. Doane, 1824 Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away; Free from care, from labour free, Lord, I would commune with thee. Thou, whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. Soon, for me, the light of day Shall for ever pass away; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity; Then, from thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [81]Daily Prayer: Evening 20. Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear L.M. [82]Hursley: Vienna, c. 1774 John Keble, 1820 Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near; O may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest For ever on my Savior's breast. 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. If some poor wandering child of thine Have spurned today the voice divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch by the sick; enrich the poor With blessings from thy boundless store; Be every mourner's sleep tonight, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 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. __________________________________________________________________ [83]Daily Prayer: Evening 21. The day is past and gone S.M. [84]Garden City: Horatio Parker, 1893 [85]In Memoriam: Arthur S. Sullivan (1842-1900) John Ireland, 1792 The day is past and gone; The evening shades appear: O may we all remember well The night of death draws near. We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possest. Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [86]Daily Prayer: Evening 22. The shadows of the evening hours C.M.D. [87]St. Leonard (Giles): Henry Hiles, 1867 Adelaide A. Procter, 1862 The shadows of the evening hours Fall from the darkening sky; Upon the fragrance of the flowers The dews of evening lie. Before thy throne, O Lord of heaven, We kneel at close of day; Look on thy children from on high, And hear us while we pray. The sorrows of thy servants, Lord, O do not thou despise, But let the incense of our prayers Before thy mercy rise. The brightness of the coming night Upon the darkness rolls; With hopes of future glory chase The shadows on our souls. Slowly the rays of daylight fade: So fade within our heart The hopes in earthly love and joy, That one by one depart. Slowly the bright stars, one by one, Within the heavens shine: Give us, O Lord, fresh hopes in heaven, And trust in things divine. Let peace, O Lord, thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend; From midnight fears and perils, thou Our trembling hearts defend. Give us a respite from our toil; Calm and subdue our woes; Through the long day we labour, Lord, O give us now repose. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [88]Daily Prayer: Evening 23. The day is past and over 7.6.7.6.8.8 [89]St. Anatolius (Brown): Arthur H. Brown, 1862 Greek; St. Anatolius, 800; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1853 The day is past and over: All thanks, O Lord, to thee! I pray thee that offenseless The hours of dark may be. O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. The joys of day are over: I lift my heart to thee, And call on thee that sinless The hours of gloom may be. O Jesus, make their darkness light, And guard me through the coming night. The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be. O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. Lord, that in death I sleep not, And lest my foe should say, "I have prevailed against him," Lighten mine eyes, I pray: O Jesus, keep me in thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. Be thou my soul's preserver, O God, for thou dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go. Lover of men, O hear my call, And guard and save me from them all! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [90]Daily Prayer: Evening 24. Savior, breathe an evening blessing 8.7.8.7 [91]Vesper Hymn (Bortniansky): Dmitri S. Bortniansky, 1818 James Edmeston, 1820; St. 3, Edward H. Bickersteth, 1876 Savior, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal; Sin and want we come confessing; Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee; Thou art he who, never weary, Watchest where thy people be. Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrows past us fly, Angel-guards from thee surround us; We are safe, if thou art nigh. Be thou nigh, should death o'ertake us; Jesus, then our refuge be, And in Paradise awake us, There to rest in peace with thee. Father, to thy holy keeping Humbly we ourselves resign; Savior, who hast slept our sleeping, Make our slumbers pure as thine; Blessed Spirit, brooding o'er us, Chase the darkness of our night, Till the perfect day before us Breaks in everlasting light. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [92]Daily Prayer: Evening 25. All praise to thee, my God, this night L.M. [93]Tallis' Canon: Thomas Tallis, c. 1567 Thomas Ken, 1709 All praise to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light: Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the awful day. O may my soul on thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close; Sleep that shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply; Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. O when shall I, in endless day, For ever chase dark sleep away, And hymns divine with angels sing, All praise to thee, eternal King? Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, angelic host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [94]Daily Prayer: Evening 26. God, that madest earth and heaven 8.4.8.4.8.8.8.4 [95]Nutfield: William Henry Monk, 1861 Reginald Heber, 1827; Richard Whateley, 1855 God, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light; Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night, May thine angel-guards defend us, Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This livelong night. Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, And, when we die, May we in thy mighty keeping, All peaceful lie: When the last dread call shall wake us, Do not thou, our God, forsake us, But to reign in glory take us With thee on high. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [96]Daily Prayer: Evening 27. Now from the altar of my heart C.M. [97]Beatitudo: John Bacchus Dykes, 1875 [98]Nativity: William Henry Monk, 1861 John Mason, 1683 Now from the altar of my heart Let incense flames arise; Assist me, Lord, to offer up Mine evening sacrifice. Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fleet and free than they. New time, new favour, and new joys Do a new song require; Till I shall praise thee as I would, Accept my heart's desire. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [99]Daily Prayer: Evening 28. Before the ending of the day L.M. [100]Oneonta: Walter Henry Hall, 1918 [101]Jam Lucis: French Plainsong, Mode VI Latin; St. Ambrose (340-397); Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852 Before the ending of the day, Creator of the world, we pray, That with thy wonted favor, thou Wouldst be our Guard and Keeper now. From all ill dreams defend our sight, From fears and terrors of the night; Withhold from us our ghostly foe, That spot of sin we may not know. O Father, that we ask be done, Through Jesus Christ, thine only Son; Who, with the Holy Ghost and thee, Doth live and reign eternally. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [102]Daily Prayer: Evening 29. The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended 9.8.9.8 [103]St. Clement: Clemnt C. Scholefield, 1874 John Ellerton, 1870 The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended, The darkness falls at thy behest; To thee our morning hymns ascended, Thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank thee that thy Church unsleeping, While earth rolls onward into light, Through all the world her watch is keeping, And rests not now by day or night. As o'er each continent and island The dawn leads on another day, The voice of prayer is never silent, Nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking Our brethren 'neath the western sky, And hour by hour fresh lips are making Thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; thy throne shall never, Like earth's proud empires, pass away: Thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever, Till all thy creatures own thy sway. __________________________________________________________________ [104]Daily Prayer: Evening 30. As now the sun's declining rays C.M. [105]Holy Trinity: Joseph Barnby, 1861 [106]St. Peter: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Latin, Charles Coffin, 1736; Tr. John Chandler, 1837 As now the sun's declining rays At eventide descend, E'en so our years are sinking down To their appointed end. Lord, on the cross thine arms were stretched To draw the nations nigh; O grant us then that cross to love, And in those arms to die. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Holy Ghost, All glory be from saints on earth, And from the angel host. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [107]Daily Prayer: Evening 31. Tarry with me, O my Savior 8.7.8.7 [108]L'Emmanuello: Lorenzo Perosi, 1903 [109]St. Paul's: John Erskine, 1917 Caroline L. Smith, 1853; alt., 1855, 1862 Tarry with me, O my Savior! For the day is passing by; See! the shades of evening gather, And the night is drawing nigh. Deeper, deeper grow the shadows, Paler now the glowing west, Swift the night of death advances; Shall it be the night of rest? Lonely seems the vale of shadow; Sinks my heart with troubled fear; Give me faith for clearer vision, Speak thou, Lord, in words of cheer. Let me hear thy voice behind me, Calming all these wild alarms; Let me, underneath my weakness, Feel the everlasting arms. Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying, Lord, I cast myself on thee; Tarry with me through the darkness; While I sleep, still watch by me. Tarry with me, O my Savior! Lay my head upon thy breast Till the morning; then awake me! Morning of eternal rest. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Through the Week [110]32 From every stormy wind that blows [111]33 O help us, Lord, each hour of need [112]34 Inspirer and hearer of prayer [113]35 While thee I seek, protecting Power [114]36 Lord, for tomorrow and its needs [115]37 When morning gilds the skies [116]38 Three in One, and One in Three [117]39 Savior, when night involves the skies [118]40 O Light, whose beams illumine all [119]41 Lord of mercy and of might [120]42 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah Also the following: [121]118 My soul, be on thy guard [122]247 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us [123]248 Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace [124]354 Savior, teach me, day by day [125]372 My God, accept my heart this day __________________________________________________________________ [126]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 32. From every stormy wind that blows L.M. [127]Duke Street: John Hatton, 1793 [128]Retreat: Thomas Hastings, 1842 Hugh Stowell, 1828 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place than all beside more sweet; It is the bloodstained mercy-seat. There is a spot where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. There, there, on eagles' wings we soar, And time and sense seem all no more; And heaven comes down, our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat. __________________________________________________________________ [129]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 33. O help us, Lord, each hour of need C.M. [130]St. Peter: Alexander R. Reinagle, 1836 Henry H. Milman, 1827 O help us, Lord, each hour of need Thy heavenly succor give: Help us in thought, in word, and deed, Each hour on earth we live! O help us, when our spirits cry With contrite anguish sore; And when our hearts are cold and dry, O help us, Lord, the more! O help us through the prayer of faith More firmly to believe! For still the more the servant hath, The more shall he receive. O help us, Savior, from on high: We have no help but thee. O help us so to live and die As thine in heaven to be! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [131]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 34. Inspirer and hearer of prayer Four 8's [132]Devotion: Anon. Augustus M. Toplady, 1774 Inspirer and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine, My all to thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. If thou art my Shield and my Sun, The night is no darkness to me; And, fast as my minutes roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. A sovereign Protector I have, Unseen, yet for ever at hand; Unchangeably faithful to save, Almighty to rule and command. His smiles and his comforts abound, His grace, as the dew, shall descend; And walls of salvation surround The soul he delights to defend. __________________________________________________________________ [133]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 35. While thee I seek, protecting Power C.M. [134]Beatitudo: John Bacchus Dykes, 1875 Helen M. Williams, 1786 While thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. Thy love the power of thought bestowed, To thee my thoughts would soar: Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore. In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see; Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. When gladness wings my favoured hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storms shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear; That heart will rest on thee. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [135]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 36. Lord, for tomorrow and its needs 8.4.8.4 [136]Raymond: T. Tertius Noble, 1917 Mary Xavier, 1877 Lord, for tomorrow and its needs I do not pray; Keep me, my God, from stain of sin, Just for today. Help me to labour earnestly And duly pray; Let me be kind in word and deed, Father, today. Let me be slow to do my will, Prompt to obey; Help me to sacrifice myself Gladly, today. Let me no wrong or idle word Unthinking say; Set thou a seal upon my lips Through all today. Let me in season, Lord, be grave, In season gay: Let me be faithful to thy grace, Dear Lord, today. And if today this life of mine Should ebb away, Give me thy Sacrament divine, Father, today. So for tomorrow and its needs I do not pray: Still keep me, guide me, love me, Lord, Through each today. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [137]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 37. When morning gilds the skies Six 6's [138]Laudes Domini: Joseph Barnby, 1868 Anon., German, 1828; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1853 When morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries, May Jesus Christ be praised; Alike at work and prayer To Jesus I repair; May Jesus Christ be praised. Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised; O hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised. My tongue shall never tire Of chanting with the choir, May Jesus Christ be praised; This song of sacred joy, It never seems to cloy, May Jesus Christ be praised. When sleep her balm denies, My silent spirit sighs, May Jesus Christ be praised; When evil thoughts molest, With this I shield my breast, May Jesus Christ be praised. Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised; Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised. The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say, May Jesus Christ be praised; The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised. In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised; Let earth, and sea, and sky From depth to height reply May Jesus Christ be praised. Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, May Jesus Christ be praised; Be this the eternal song Through ages all along, May Jesus Christ be praised. __________________________________________________________________ [139]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 38. Three in One, and One in Three 7.7.7.5 [140]Capetown: Freidrich Filitz, 1847 Gilbert Rorison, 1849 Three in One, and One in Three, Ruler of the earth and sea, Hear us while we lift to thee Holy chant and psalm. Light of lights! with morning shine, Lift on us thy light divine; And let charity benign Breathe on us her balm. Light of lights! when falls the even, Let it sink on sin forgiven; Fold us in the peace of heaven; Shed a holy calm. Three in One, and One in Three, Darkling here we worship thee; With the saints hereafter we Hope to bear the palm. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [141]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 39. Savior, when night involves the skies L.M. [142]Hesperus: Henry Baker (1835-1910), 1866 Thomas Gisborne, 1805 Savior, when night involves the skies, My soul, adoring, turns to thee; Thee, self-abased in mortal guise, And wrapt in shades of death for me. On thee my waking raptures dwell, When crimson gleams the east adorn, Thee, Victor of the grave and hell, Thee, source of life's eternal morn. When noon her throne in light arrays, To thee my soul triumphant springs; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze, Thee, Lord of lords and King of kings. O'er earth, when shades of evening steal, To death and thee my thoughts I give; To death, whose power I soon must feel, To thee, with whom I trust to live. __________________________________________________________________ [143]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 40. O Light, whose beams illumine all Six 8's [144]St. Matthias: William Henry Monk, 1861 Edward H. Plumptre, 1864 O Light, whose beams illumine all From twilight dawn to perfect day, Shine thou before the shadows fall, That lead our wandering feet astray; At morn and eve thy radiance pour, That youth may love and age adore. O Way, through whom our souls draw near To yon eternal home of peace, Where perfect love shall cast out fear, And earth's vain toil and wandering cease; In strength or weakness may we see Our heavenward path, O Lord, through thee. O Truth, before whose shrine we bow, Thou priceless pearl for all who seek, To thee our earliest strength we vow; Thy love will bless the pure and meek; When dreams or mists beguile our sight, Turn thou our darkness into light. O Life, the well that ever flows To slake the thirst of those that faint, Thy power to bless, what seraph knows? Thy joy supreme, what words can paint? In earth's last hour of fleeting breath Be thou our conqueror over death. O Light, O Way, O Truth, O Life, O Jesus, born mankind to save, Give thou thy peace in deadliest strife; Shed thou thy calm on stormiest wave; Be thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lord of the living and the dead. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [145]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 41. Lord of mercy and of might 7.7.7.5 [146]Capetown: Freidrich Filitz, 1847 Reginald Heber, 1827; Published after his death. Lord of mercy and of might, Of mankind the life and light, Maker, Teacher infinite: Jesus, hear and save. Strong Creator, Savior mild, Humbled to a mortal child, Captive, beaten, bound, reviled: Jesus, hear and save. Throned above celestial things, Borne aloft on angels' wings, Lord of lords, and King of kings: Jesus, hear and save. Soon to come to earth again, Judge of angels and of men, Hear us now, and hear us then: Jesus, hear and save. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [147]Daily Prayer: Through the Week 42. Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 8.7.8.7 [148]St. Oswald: John B. Dykes, 1857 [149]Autumn: Francois H. Barthelomon, 1785 Welsh; William Williams, 1745; Tr. Peter Williams, 1772; alt. John Keble, 1857 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand. Open now the crystal fountains Whence the living waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through. Feed me with the heavenly manna In this barren wilderness; Be my sword, and shield, and banner, Be the Lord my Righteousness. When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ The Lord's Day [150]43 O day of rest and gladness [151]44 Sweet is the work, my God, my King [152]45 This is the day of light [153]46 Safely through another week [154]47 On this day, the first of days [155]48 O Savior, bless us ere we go [156]49 Our day of praise is done [157]50 Savior, again to thy dear Name we raise [158]51 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing Also the following: [159]307 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear [160]352 Again the morn of gladness [161]504 Holy offerings, rich and rare [162]544 O what the joy and the glory must be __________________________________________________________________ [163]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 43. O day of rest and gladness 7.6.7.6 D [164]Hodges: John S. B. Hodges, 1869 [165]St. Anselm: Joseph Barnby, 1869 Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright; On thee the high and lowly, Through ages joined in tune, Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, To the great God Triune. On thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven, And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given. Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our promised land. Today on weary nations The heavenly manna falls; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where Gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest. To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To thee, blest Three in One. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [166]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 44. Sweet is the work, my God, my King L.M. [167]Canonbury: Robert Schumann, 1839 Arr. Psalm 92 Isaac Watts, 1719 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy Name, give thanks and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels, how divine! Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. __________________________________________________________________ [168]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 45. This is the day of light S.M. [169]Swabia: Johann M. Spiess, 1745 John Ellerton, 1867 This is the day of light: Let there be light today; O Day-spring, rise upon our night, And chase its gloom away. This is the day of rest: Our failing strength renew; On weary brain and troubled breast Shed thou thy freshening dew. This is the day of peace: Thy peace our spirits fill; Bid thou the blasts of discord cease, The waves of strife be still. This is the day of prayer: Let earth to heaven draw near; Lift up our hearts to seek thee there, Come down to meet us here. This is the first of days: Send forth thy quickening breath, And wake dead souls to love and praise, O Vanquisher of death! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [170]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 46. Safely through another week Six 7's [171]Heathlands: Henry Smart, 1866 John Newton, 1774 Safely through another week God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts today; Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. While we seek for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's Name, Show thy reconciled face, Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. Here we come thy Name to praise; Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [172]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 47. On this day, the first of days Four 7's [173]Lubeck: Johann A. Freylinghausen, 1704 Latin; Tr. Henry W. Baker, 1861 On this day, the first of days, God the Father's Name we praise: Who, creation's Lord and Spring, Did the world from darkness bring. On this day the Eternal Son Over death his triumph won; On this day the Spirit came With his gifts of living flame. O that fervent love today May in every heart have sway, Teaching us to praise aright God, the Source of life and light. Father, who didst fashion me Image of thyself to be, Fill me with thy love divine, Let my every thought be thine. Holy Jesus, may I be Dead and buried here with thee; And, by love inflamed, arise Unto thee a sacrifice. Thou, who dost all gifts impart, Shine, blest Spirit, in my heart; Best of gifts thyself bestow; Make me burn thy love to know. God, the blessed Three in One, Dwell within my heart alone; Thou dost give thyself to me, May I give myself to thee. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [174]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 48. O Savior, bless us ere we go Six 8's [175]St. Matthias: William Henry Monk, 1861 Frederick William Faber, 1849 O Savior, bless us ere we go; Thy word into our minds instill, And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. The day is gone, its hours have run; And thou hast taken count of all, The scanty triumphs grace hath won, The broken vow, the frequent fall. Through life's long day and death's dark night O gentle Jesus, be our light. Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways True absolution and release; And bless us, more than in past days, With purity and inward peace. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. For all we love, the poor, the sad, The sinful, unto thee we call; O let thy mercy make us glad; Thou art our Savior and our all. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. O Savior, bless us; night is come; Through night and darkness near us be; Good angels watch about our home, And we are one day nearer thee. Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [176]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 49. Our day of praise is done S.M. [177]Garden City: Horatio Parker, 1893 John Ellerton, 1871 Our day of praise is done; The evening shadows fall; But pass not from us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all. Around the throne on high, Where night can never be, The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. Too faint our anthems here; Too soon of praise we tire: But O, the strains, how full and clear, Of that eternal choir! Yet, Lord, to thy dear will If thou attune the heart, We in thine angels' music still May bear our lower part. 'Tis thine each soul to calm, Each wayward thought reclaim, And make our life a daily psalm Of glory to thy Name. A little while, and then Shall come the glorious end; And songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [178]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 50. Savior, again to thy dear Name we raise Four 10's [179]Ellers: Edward J. Hopkins, 1869 John Ellerton, 1866 Savior, again to thy dear Name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise; Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon thy Name. Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night; Turn thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to thee. Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life; Peace to thy Church from error and from strife; Peace to our land, the fruit of truth and love; Peace in each heart, thy Spirit from above: Thy peace in life, the balm of every pain; Thy peace in death, the hope to rise again; Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [180]Daily Prayer: The Lord's Day 51. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 8.7.8.7.4.7 [181]Dismissal (Sicilian Mariners): Sicilian Folksong, 1794 John Fawcett, 1773; Alt. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: O refresh us, Traveling through this wilderness. Thanks we give and adoration For thy Gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound: May thy presence With us evermore be found; So that when thy love shall call us, Savior, from the world away, Fear of death shall not appall us, Glad thy summons to obey. May we ever Reign with thee in endless day. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Friday [182]52 O Jesus, crucified for man Also the following: [183]154 When I survey the wondrous cross [184]160 We sing the praise of him who died __________________________________________________________________ [185]Daily Prayer: Friday 52. O Jesus, crucified for man L.M. [186]Intercession: Arr. by John B. Dykes, 1853 W. Walsham How, 1871 O Jesus, crucified for man, O Lamb, all glorious on thy throne, Teach thou our wondering souls to scan The mystery of thy love unknown. We pray thee, grant us strength to take Our daily cross, whate'er it be, And gladly for thine own dear sake In paths of pain to follow thee. As on our daily way we go, Through light or shade, in calm or strife, O may we bear thy marks below In conquered sin and chastened life. And week by week this day we ask That holy memories of thy cross May sanctify each common task, And turn to gain each earthly loss. Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear Till at thy feet we lay it down, Win through thy blood our pardon there, And through the cross attain the crown. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ II. THE CHRISTIAN YEAR __________________________________________________________________ __________________________________________________________________ Advent [187]53 Hosanna to the living Lord [188]54 Hark! the glad sound! the Savior comes [189]55 Come, thou long-expected Jesus [190]56 Thy kingdom come! on bended knee [191]57 Lo, He comes, with clouds descending [192]58 O Word of God incarnate [193]59 Lord, thy word abideth [194]60 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace [195]61 Rejoice, rejoice, believers [196]62 Wake, awake, for night is flying [197]63 Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding [198]64 Great God, what do I see and hear [199]65 Day of wrath! O day of mourning [200]66 O come, O come, Emmanuel [201]67 Thou art coming, O my Savior [202]68 The world is very evil [203]69 Brief life is here our portion [204]70 The King shall come when morning dawns Also the following: [205]105 Thy kingdom come, O God [206]106 Watchman, tell us of the night [207]282 On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry [208]481 Lord, her watch thy Church is keeping [209]518 Hark! the voice eternal __________________________________________________________________ [210]Advent 53. Hosanna to the living Lord 8.8.8.8.11 [211]Hosanna: John B. Dykes, 1865 Reginald Heber, 1827; Published after his death. Hosanna to the living Lord! Hosanna to the Incarnate Word! To Christ, Creator, Savior, King, Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing! Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Hosanna, Lord! thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord! thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound; Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! O Savior, with protecting care, Return to this thy house of prayer: Assembled in thy sacred Name, Where we thy parting promise claim: Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, Eternal! bid thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure and worthy thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! So in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [212]Advent 54. Hark! the glad sound! the Savior comes C.M. [213]Bristol: Edward Hodges, 1841 Philip Doddridge, 1735; Alt. Hark! the glad sound! the Savior comes, The Savior promised long: Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held: The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyes oppressed with night To pour celestial day. He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure: And with the treasures of his grace To enrich the humble poor. Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim: And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved Name. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [214]Advent 55. Come, thou long-expected Jesus 8.7.8.7 [215]Stuttgart: Gotha, 1715 Charles Wesley, 1744 Come, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art; Dear desire of every nation, Joy of every longing heart. Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone: By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [216]Advent 56. Thy kingdom come! on bended knee C.M. [217]St. Flavian: Day's Psalter, 1562 Frederick L. Hosmer, 1891 Thy kingdom come! on bended knee The passing ages pray; And faithful souls have yearned to see On earth that kingdom's day. But the slow watches of the night Not less to God belong; And for the everlasting right The silent stars are strong. And lo, already on the hills The flags of dawn appear; Gird up your loins, ye prophet souls, Proclaim the day is near: The day in whose clear-shining light All wrong shall stand revealed, When justice shall be throned in might, And every hurt be healed; When knowledge, hand in hand with peace, Shall walk the earth abroad; The day of perfect righteousness, The promised day of God. __________________________________________________________________ [218]Advent 57. Lo, He comes, with clouds descending 8.7.8.7.4.7 [219]St. Thomas: J. F. Wade's Cantus Diversi, 1751 John Cennick, 1750, and Charles Wesley, 1758 Lo, He comes, with clouds descending, Once for our salvation slain; Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train: Alleluia! Christ, the Lord, returns to reign. Every eye shall now behold him, Robed in dreadful majesty; Those who set at naught and sold him, Pierced, and nailed him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the true Messiah see. Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear: All his saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet him in the air: Alleluia! See the day of God appear. Yea, amen; let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne; Savior, take the power and glory; Claim the kingdoms for thine own: Alleluia! Thou shalt reign, and thou alone. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [220]Advent 58. O Word of God incarnate 7.6.7.6 D. [221]Munich: Meiningen, 1693; harm., Felix Mendelssohn (1809-1847), 1847 W. Walsham How, 1867 O Word of God incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth, unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky, We praise thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps, Shines on from age to age. The Church from her dear Master Received the gift divine, And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored, It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Christ, the living Word. It floateth like a banner Before God's host unfurled; It shineth like a beacon Above the darkling world; It is the chart and compass That o'er life's surging sea, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands, Still guides, O Christ, to thee. O make thy Church, dear Savior, A lamp of purest gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old; O teach thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [222]Advent 59. Lord, thy word abideth Four 6's [223]Ravenshaw: Ave Hierarchia, 1567 Arr. William Henry Monk Henry W. Baker, 1861 Lord, thy word abideth, And our footsteps guideth; Who its truth believeth Light and joy receiveth. When our foes are near us, Then thy word doth cheer us, Word of consolation, Message of salvation. When the storms are o'er us, And dark clouds before us, Then its light directeth, And our way protecteth. Who can tell the pleasure, Who recount the treasure, By thy word imparted To the simple-hearted? Word of mercy, giving Succor to the living; Word of life, supplying Comfort to the dying! O that we discerning Its most holy learning, Lord, may love and fear thee! Evermore be near thee! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [224]Advent 60. Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace C.M. [225]Nox Praecissit: John Baptiste Calkin, 1873 Bernard Barton, 1826 Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace Our path when wont to stray; Stream from the fount of heavenly grace, Brook by the traveler's way; Bread of our souls, whereon we feed, True manna from on high; Our guide and chart, wherein we read Of realms beyond the sky; Pillar of fire, through watches dark, And radiant cloud by day; When waves would whelm our tossing bark, Our anchor and our stay: Word of the everliving God, Will of his glorious Son; Without thee how could earth be trod, Or heaven itself be won? Lord, grant us all aright to learn The wisdom it imparts; And to its heavenly teaching turn, With simple, childlike hearts. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [226]Advent 61. Rejoice, rejoice, believers 7.6.7.6 D. [227]Lancashire: Henry T. Smart, 1836 German; Laurentius Laurenti, 1700; Tr. Sarah B. Findlater, 1854 Rejoice, rejoice, believers! And let your lights appear; The evening is advancing, And darker night is near. The Bridegroom is arising, And soon he will draw nigh; Up! pray, and watch, and wrestle! At midnight comes the cry. See that your lamps are burning; Replenish them with oil; Look now for your salvation, The end of sin and toil. The watchers on the mountain Proclaim the Bridegroom near, Go meet him as he cometh, With alleluias clear. O wise and holy virgins, Now raise your voices higher, Until in songs of triumph Ye meet the angel choir. The marriage-feast is waiting, The gates wide open stand; Up, up, ye heirs of glory! The Bridegroom is at hand. Our hope and expectation, O Jesus, now appear; Arise, thou Sun so longed for, O'er this benighted sphere! With hearts and hands uplifted, We plead, O Lord, to see The day of earth's redemption, And ever be with thee! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [228]Advent 62. Wake, awake, for night is flying P.M. [229]Sleepers, Wake: Melody by Philip Nicolai, 1599; harm., Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750) German, Philip Nicolai, 1599; Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858 Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the heights are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight's solemn hour is tolling, His chariot wheels are nearer rolling, He comes; prepare, ye virgins wise. Rise up, with willing feet, Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Alleluia! Bear through the night your well-trimmed light, Speed forth to join the marriage rite. Sion hears the watchmen singing, Her heart with deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom: Forth her Bridegroom comes, all glorious, In grace arrayed, by truth victorious; Her Star is risen, her Light is come! All hail, Incarnate Lord, Our crown, and our reward! Alleluia! We haste along, in pomp of song, And gladsome join the marriage throng. Lamb of God, the heavens adore thee, And men and angels sing before thee, With harp and cymbal's clearest tone. By the pearly gates in wonder We stand, and swell the voice of thunder, That echoes round thy dazzling throne. No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught, Such bliss and joy: To raise the song, we swell the throng, To praise thee ages all along. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [230]Advent 63. Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding 8.7.8.7 [231]Merton: William Henry Monk, 1850 Latin, 5th cent.; Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849; Alt. Hark! a thrilling voice is sounding; "Christ is nigh," it seems to say; "Cast away the works of darkness, O ye children of the day." Wakened by the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies. Lo! the Lamb, so long expected, Comes with pardon down from heaven; Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, One and all to be forgiven; So when next he comes with glory, Wrapping all the world in fear, May he with his mercy shield us, And with words of love draw near. __________________________________________________________________ [232]Advent 64. Great God, what do I see and hear 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 [233]Luther's Hymn: Joseph Klug's Gesangbuch, 1535 William B. Collyer, 1812; Alt. Thomas Cotterill, 1820 Great God, what do I see and hear! The end of things created! The Judge of all men doth appear On clouds of glory seated! The trumpet sounds; the graves restore The dead which they contained before; Prepare, my soul, to meet him! The dead in Christ shall first arise At the last trumpet's sounding, Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding: No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. But sinners, filled with guilty fears, Behold his wrath prevailing; For they shall rise and find their tears And sighs are unavailing; The day of grace is past and gone; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet him. Great God, to thee my spirit clings, Thy boundless love declaring; One wondrous sight my comfort brings, The Judge my nature wearing. Beneath his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [234]Advent 65. Day of wrath! O day of mourning 8.8.8 [235]Dies Irae (Dykes): John Bacchus Dykes, 1861 [236]Dies Irae (Plainsong): Plainsong, Modes II and I Latin; Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.; Tr. William J. Irons, 1849 Day of wrath! O day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning, Heaven and earth in ashes burning! O what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchers it ringeth; All before the throne it bringeth. Death is struck, and nature quaking, All creation is awaking, To its Judge an answer making. Lo! the book, exactly worded, Wherein all hath been recorded: Thence shall judgment be awarded. When the Judge his seat attaineth, And each hidden deed arraigneth, Nothing unavenged remaineth. What shall I, frail man, be pleading? Who for me be interceding, When the just are mercy needing? King of Majesty tremendous, Who dost free salvation send us, Fount of pity, then befriend us! Think, good Jesus, my salvation Cost thy wondrous Incarnation; Leave me not to reprobation! Faint and weary, thou hast sought me, On the cross of suffering bought me. Shall such grace be vainly brought me? Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution Grant thy gift of absolution, Ere the day of retribution. Guilty, now I pour my moaning, All my shame with anguish owning; Spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning! Thou the sinful woman savedst; Thou the dying thief forgavest; And to me a hope vouchsafest. Worthless are my prayers and sighing, Yet, good Lord, in grace complying, Rescue me from fires undying! With thy favoured sheep O place me; Nor among the goats abase me; But to thy right hand upraise me. While the wicked are confounded, Doomed to flames of woe unbounded, Call me with thy saints surrounded. Low I kneel, with heart submission, See, like ashes, my contrition; Help me in my last condition. Ah! that day of tears and mourning! From the dust of earth returning Man for judgment must prepare him; Spare, O God, in mercy spare him! Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest, Grant them thine eternal rest. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [237]Advent 66. O come, O come, Emmanuel Six 8's [238]Veni Emmanuel: Plainsong, Mode I; "A French Missal", 15th cent.; Adapted, Thomas Helmore, 1854 Latin; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1852; Alt., 1861 O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel; That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! O come, thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell thy people save, And give them victory o'er the grave. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! O come, thou Dayspring, come and cheer Our spirits by thine advent here; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, And death's dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! O come, thou Key of David, come, And open wide our heavenly home; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel! O come, O come, thou Lord of might! Who to thy tribes on Sinai's height, In ancient times didst give the law, In cloud, and majesty, and awe. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [239]Advent 67. Thou art coming, O my Savior P.M. [240]Beverly: William Henry Monk, 1875 Frances R. Havergal, 1873 Thou art coming, O my Savior! Thou art coming, O my King! In thy beauty all resplendent, In thy glory all transcendent; Well may we rejoice and sing; Coming: in the opening east Herald brightness slowly swells; Coming: O thou glorious Priest! Hear we not thy golden bells? Thou art coming, thou art coming; We shall meet thee on thy way; We shall see thee, we shall know thee, We shall bless thee, we shall show thee All our hearts could never say; What an anthem that will be, Music rapturously sweet, Pouring out our love to thee At thine own all-glorious feet. Thou art coming; at thy table We are witnesses for this; While remembering hearts thou meetest In communion clearest, sweetest, Earnest of our coming bliss; Showing not thy death alone, And thy love exceeding great, But thy coming, and thy throne, All for which we long and wait. Thou art coming, we are waiting With a hope that cannot fail; Asking not the day or hour, Resting on thy word of power, Anchored safe within the veil. Time appointed may be long, But the vision must be sure; Certainty shall make us strong, Joyful patience can endure. O the joy to see thee reigning, Thee, our own beloved Lord! Every tongue thy Name confessing, Worship honour, glory, blessing Brought to thee with one accord; Thee, our Master and our Friend, Vindicated and enthroned, Unto earth's remotest end Glorified, adored, and owned! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [241]Advent 68. The world is very evil 7.6.7.6 D [242]Pearsall: Robert J. Pearsall, 1863 Latin; St. Bernard of Cluny, 1145; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1858 The world is very evil; The times are waxing late: Be sober and keep vigil; The Judge is at the gate: The Judge who comes in mercy, The Judge who comes with might, To terminate the evil, To diadem the right. Arise, arise, good Christian, Let right to wrong succeed; Let penitential sorrow To heavenly gladness lead: To the home of fadeless splendour, Of flowers that bear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children, Who here as exiles mourn; 'Mid power that knows no limit, And wisdom free from bound, Where rests a peace untroubled, Peace holy and profound, O happy, holy portion, Refection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, Sweet cure for all distrest! Thou hast no shore, fair ocean! Thou hast no time, bright day! Dear fountain of refreshment To pilgrims far away! Strive, man, to win that glory; Toil, man, to gain that light; Send hope before to grasp it, Till hope be lost in sight. O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest, Who art with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [243]Advent 69. Brief life is here our portion 7.6.7.6 D [244]St. Alphege: Henry J. Gauntlett, 1852 Latin; St. Bernard of Cluny, 1145; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1858 Brief life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care; The life that knows no ending, The tearless life is there! O happy retribution! Short toil, eternal rest, For mortals and for sinners A mansion with the blest! There grief is turned to pleasure; Such pleasure as below No human voice can utter, No human heart can know; And after fleshly weakness, And after this world's night, And after storm and whirlwind, Are calm, and joy, and light. And now we fight the battle, But then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting And passionless renown; And he whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see him Shall have him for their own. And now we watch and struggle, And now we live in hope, And Sion in her anguish With Babylon must cope; But there is David's fountain, And life in fullest glow; And there the light is golden, And milk and honey flow. The morning shall awaken, The shadows flee away, And each true-hearted servant Shall shine as doth the day; For God our King and Portion, In fullness of his grace, We then shall see for ever, And worship face to face. O sweet and blessed country, The home of God's elect! O sweet and blessed country That eager hearts expect! Jesus, in mercy bring us To that dear land of rest Who art with God the Father, And Spirit, ever blest. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [245]Advent 70. The King shall come when morning dawns C.M. [246]St. Stephen: William Jones, 1789 Greek; Tr. John Brownlie, 1907 The King shall come when morning dawns, And light triumphant breaks; When beauty gilds the eastern hills, And life to joy awakes. Not as of old a little child To bear, and fight, and die, But crowned with glory like the sun That lights the morning sky. O brighter than the rising morn When he, victorious, rose, And left the lonesome place of death, Despite the rage of foes; O brighter than that glorious morn Shall this fair morning be, When Christ, our King, in beauty comes, And we his face shall see. The King shall come when morning dawns, And earth's dark night is past; O haste the rising of that morn, The day that aye shall last; And let the endless bliss begin, By weary saints foretold, When right shall triumph over wrong, And truth shall be extolled. The King shall come when morning dawns, And light and beauty brings: Hail, Christ the Lord! Thy people pray, Come quickly, King of kings. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Christmas [247]71 While shepherds watched their flocks by night [248]72 O come, all ye faithful [249]73 Hark! the herald angels sing [250]74 Of the Father's love begotten [251]75 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing [252]76 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn [253]77 Sing, O sing, this blessed morn [254]78 O little town of Bethlehem [255]79 It came upon the midnight clear [256]80 Angels from the realms of glory [257]81 Hark! what mean those holy voices [258]82 A great and mighty wonder [259]83 Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown [260]84 Calm on the listening ear of night Also the following: [261]349 Once in royal David's city [262]545 All my heart this night rejoices [263]546 Silent night, holy night [264]547 When Christ was born of Mary free [265]548 Like silver lamps [266]549 Good Christian men, rejoice [267]550 Dost thou in a manger lie [268]551 The first Nowell the angel did say [269]552 Joy fills our inmost hearts today __________________________________________________________________ [270]Christmas 71. While shepherds watched their flocks by night C.M. [271]Winchester Old: Whole Book of Psalmes, Thomas Este, 1592 [272]Carol: Richard Storrs Willis, 1850 Nahum Tate, 1702 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. "Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind; "Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. "To you, in David's town, this day Is born of David's line, The Savior, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign: "The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song: "All glory be to God on high And on the earth be peace; Good will henceforth from heaven to men Begin and never cease." __________________________________________________________________ [273]Christmas 72. O come, all ye faithful P.M. [274]Adeste Fideles: Cantus Diversi, J. F. Wade, 1751 Refrain Latin; Tr. Frederick Oakeley, 1841 O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem; Come and behold him, Born the King of angels; O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord. God of God, Light of Light, Lo! He abhors not the Virgin's womb; Very God, Begotten, not created; Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above: Glory to God In the highest; Yea, Lord, we greet thee, Born this happy morning; Jesus, to thee be glory given; Word of the Father, Now in flesh appearing; Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [275]Christmas 73. Hark! the herald angels sing Eight 7's, with refrain [276]Mendelssohn: Felix Mendelssohn, 1840; Arr. William H. Cummings, 1850 Refrain Charles Wesley, 1739; Alt. Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With the angelic host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem! Christ, by highest heaven adored; Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see; Hail the Incarnate Deity, Pleased as Man with man to dwell; Jesus, our Emmanuel! Mild He lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. Risen with healing in his wings, Light and life to all He brings, Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hark the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [277]Christmas 74. Of the Father's love begotten P.M. [278]Divinum Mysterium: Plainsong, Mode V, 12th century Latin; Aurelius Clemens Prudentius (348-413); Tr. John Mason Neale, 1854, and Henry W. Baker, 1859 Of the Father's love begotten, Ere the worlds began to be, He is Alpha and Omega, He the source, the ending he, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years shall see, Evermore and evermore! O that Birth for ever blessed, When the Virgin, full of grace, By the Holy Ghost conceiving, Bare the Savior of our race; And the Babe, the world's Redeemer, First revealed his sacred face, Evermore and evermore! O ye heights of heaven adore him; Angel hosts, his praises sing; Powers, Dominions, bow before him, And extol our God and King; Let no tongue on earth be silent, Every voice in concert ring, Evermore and evermore! Thee let old men, thee let young men, Thee let boys in chorus sing; Matrons, virgins, little maidens, With glad voices answering: Let their guileless songs re-echo, And the heart its music bring, Evermore and evermore! Christ, to thee with God the Father, And, O Holy Ghost, to thee, Hymn and chant and high thanksgiving, And unwearied praises be: Honour, glory, and dominion, And eternal victory, Evermore and evermore! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [279]Christmas 75. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing P.M. [280]Avison: Charles Avison (c. 1710-1770) [281]Cecil: Walter Henry Hall, 1917 Refrain William A. Muehlenberg, 1826 Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing, Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King! Sion, the marvelous story be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth! The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. Tell how he cometh; from nation to nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round: How free to the faithful he offers salvation, His people with joy everlasting are crowned. Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise: Ye angels, the full alleluia be singing; One chorus resound through the earth and the skies. __________________________________________________________________ [282]Christmas 76. Christians, awake, salute the happy morn Six 10's [283]Yorkshire: John Wainwright, 1755 John Byrom, 1750 Christians, awake, salute the happy morn, Whereon the Savior of the world was born; Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son. Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice: "Behold, I bring good tidings of a Savior's birth To you and all the nations upon earth. This day hath God fulfilled his promised word, This day is born a Savior, Christ the Lord." He spake, and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang; God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and unto men good will. To Bethlehem straight the happy shepherds ran, To see the wonder God had wrought for man; And found, with Joseph and the blessed Maid, Her Son, the Savior, in a manger laid; Amazed, the wondrous story they proclaim, The earliest heralds of the Savior's name. Let us, like these good shepherds, then employ Our grateful voices to proclaim the joy; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From his poor manger to his bitter cross; Treading his steps, assisted by his grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. Then may we hope, the angelic thrones among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song; He, that was born upon this joyful day, Around us all his glory shall display; Saved by his love, incessant we shall sing Of angels and of angel-men the King. __________________________________________________________________ [284]Christmas 77. Sing, O sing, this blessed morn Four 7's, with refrain [285]St. Athanasius: Edward J. Hopkins, 1872 Refrain Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 Sing, O sing, this blessed morn, Unto us a Child is born, Unto us a Son is given, God himself comes down from heaven; Sing, O sing, this blessed morn, Jesus Christ today is born. God of God, and Light of Light, Comes with mercies infinite, Joining in a wondrous plan Heaven to earth and God to man. God with us, Emmanuel, Deigns for ever now to dwell; He on Adam's fallen race Sheds the fullness of his grace. God comes down that man may rise, Lifted by him to the skies; Christ is Son of man that we Sons of God in him may be. O renew us, Lord, we pray, With thy Spirit day by day, That we ever one may be With the Father and with thee. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [286]Christmas 78. O little town of Bethlehem 7.6.8.6 D. [287]St. Louis: Lewis H. Redner, 1868 Phillips Brooks, 1868 O little town of Bethlehem! How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee tonight. For Christ is born of Mary, And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God the King, And peace to men on earth. How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him, still The dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem! Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin and enter in, Be born in us today. We hear the Christmas angels The great glad tidings tell; O come to us, abide with us, Our Lord Emmanuel! Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [288]Christmas 79. It came upon the midnight clear C.M.D. [289]Carol: Richard Storrs Willis, 1850 [290]St. Ursula: Frederick Westlake (1840-1898) [291]Noel: English Folksong; Arr. Arthur S. Sullivan, 1874 Edmund H. Sears, 1846 It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold: Peace on the earth, good-will to men, From heaven's all-gracious King; The world in solemn stillness lay To hear the angels sing. Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world: Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on hovering wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing. O ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow! Look now, for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing: O rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing. For lo! the days are hastening on, By prophets seen of old, When with the evercircling years, Shall come the time foretold, When the new heaven and earth shall own The Prince of Peace their King, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing. __________________________________________________________________ [292]Christmas 80. Angels from the realms of glory 8.7.8.7.4.7 [293]Regent Square: Henry Smart, 1866 Refrain James Montgomery, 1816 Angels from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship, Worship Christ, the newborn King. Shepherds in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant Light: Sages, leave your contemplations; Brighter visions beam afar: Seek the great Desire of nations, Ye have seen his natal star. Saints before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear: __________________________________________________________________ [294]Christmas 81. Hark! what mean those holy voices 8.7.8.7 [295]Sebastian: John S. B. Hodges (1830-1915) John Cawood, 1819 Hark! what mean those holy voices Sweetly sounding through the skies? Lo! th'angelic host rejoices, Heavenly alleluias rise. Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy-- "Glory in the highest, glory! Glory be to God most high! "Peace on earth, good-will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found; Souls redeemed and sins forgiven, Loud our golden harps shall sound. "Christ is born, the great Anointed! Heaven and earth his praises sing! O receive whom God appointed For your Prophet, Priest, and King! "Hasten, mortals, to adore him; Learn his name to magnify, Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high!" __________________________________________________________________ [296]Christmas 82. A great and mighty wonder 7.6.7.6.6.7.6 [297]Rosa Mystica: Medieval Folksong; harm. Machael Praetorius, 1609; alt. Refrain Latin; St. Germanus, 634-734; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1862 A great and mighty wonder, A full and holy cure! The Virgin bears the Infant With virgin-honor pure. Repeat the hymn again! "To God on high be glory, And peace on earth to men!" The Word becomes incarnate And yet remains on high! And cherubim sing anthems To shepherds from the sky. While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and mountains, Ye oceans, clap your hands. Since all he comes to ransom, By all be he adored, The Infant born in Bethlehem, The Savior and the Lord. And idol forms shall perish, And error shall decay, And Christ shall wield his scepter, Our Lord and God for aye. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [298]Christmas 83. Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown P.M. [299]Margaret: Timothy Richard Matthews, 1876 Emily E. S. Elliott, 1864 Thou didst leave thy throne and thy kingly crown, When thou camest to earth for me; But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room For thy holy nativity. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang, Proclaiming thy royal degree; But in lowly birth didst thou come to earth, And in great humility. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest In the shade of the forest tree; But thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God, In the desert of Galilee. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word, That should set thy people free; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn, They bore thee to Calvary. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! Thy cross is my only plea. When the heavens shall ring, and the angels sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saving, "Yet there is room There is room at my side for thee." And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus, When thou comest and callest for me. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [300]Christmas 84. Calm on the listening ear of night C.M. [301]St. Agnes: John Bacchus Dykes, 1866 Edmund H. Sears, 1834 Calm on the listening ear of night Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there; And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy heights, The Dayspring from on high. O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. "Glory to God!" the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring, "Peace to the earth, good will to men, From heaven's eternal King!" Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Savior now is born: More bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. __________________________________________________________________ St. Stephen [302]85 The Son of God goes forth to war __________________________________________________________________ [303]St. Stephen 85. The Son of God goes forth to war C.M. [304]Crusader: Samuel B. Whitney, 1889 [305]All Saints: Henry S. Cutler, 1872 [306]St. Anne: William Croft, 1708 Reginald Heber, 1812 Suitable for any martyr's festival. The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood-red banner streams afar: Who follows in his train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain; Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train. The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on him to save. Like him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train? A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks the death to feel: Who follows in their train? A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Savior's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain: O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ St. John the Evangelist [307]86 O Thou, who gav'st thy servant grace Also the following: [308]277 Blest are the pure in heart [309]288 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures __________________________________________________________________ [310]St. John the Evangelist 86. O Thou, who gav'st thy servant grace L.M. [311]Eisenach: Johann Hermann Schein, 1628; adapt., harm., Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750) Reginald Heber, 1827; Published after his death. O Thou, who gav'st thy servant grace On thee the living Rock to rest, To look on thine unveiled face, And lean on thy protecting breast; Grant us, O King of mercy, still To feel thy presence from above, And in thy word and in thy will To hear thy voice and know thy love; And when the toils of life are done, And nature waits thy just decree, To find our rest beneath thy throne, And look in certain hope to thee. To thee, O Jesus, Light of Light, Whom as their King the saints adore, Thou strength and refuge in the fight, Be laud and glory evermore. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Holy Innocents [312]87 O Lord, the Holy Innocents __________________________________________________________________ [313]Holy Innocents 87. O Lord, the Holy Innocents L.M. [314]Alstone: Christopher Edwin Willing, 1868 Cecil Frances Alexander, 1850 O Lord, the Holy Innocents Laid down for thee their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for thee in fire and strife. We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learned like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus' sake? O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus' sake, A weary war to wage with sin. When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes; Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good-humour brighten there, And do all still for Jesus' sake. There's not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus' sake. __________________________________________________________________ Circumcision [315]88 The ancient law departs [316]89 To the Name of our salvation [317]90 Jesus! Name of wondrous love [318]91 Conquering kings their titles take Also the following: [319]108 How beauteous were the marks divine [320]232 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds [321]316 Jesus, the very thought of thee [322]394 Thy way, not mine, O Lord [323]404 Immortal Love, for ever full __________________________________________________________________ [324]Circumcision 88. The ancient law departs S.M. [325]St. Michael: Louis Bourgeois, 1551; Arr. William Crotch, 1836 [326]Franconia: Johann B. Koenig, 1738; Arr. William H. Havergal, 1840 Latin; Sebastien Besnault, 1736; Tr. Compilers of Hymns Ancient & Modern The ancient law departs And all its terrors cease; For Jesus makes with faithful hearts A covenant of peace. The Light of Light divine, True Brightness undefiled, He bears for us the shame of sin, A holy, spotless Child. Today the Name is thine, At which we bend the knee; They call the Jesus, Child divine! Our Jesus deign to be. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [327]Circumcision 89. To the Name of our salvation 8.7.8.7.8.7 [328]Oriel: Cantica Sacra, C. Ett, 1840; harm. William Henry Monk Latin; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1851; alt., 1861 To the Name of our salvation Laud and honor let us pay, Which for many a generation Hid in God's foreknowledge lay; But with holy exultation We may sing aloud today. Jesus is the Name we treasure; Name beyond what words can tell; Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, Ear and heart delighting well; Name of sweetness, passing measure, Saving us from sin and hell. 'Tis the Name for adoration, Name for songs of victory, Name for holy meditation In this vale of misery, Name for joyful veneration By the citizens on high. 'Tis the Name that whoso preacheth Speaks like music to the ear; Who in prayer this Name beseecheth Sweetest comfort findeth near; Who its perfect wisdom reacheth, Heavenly joy possesseth here. Therefore we, in love adoring, This most blessed Name revere; Holy Jesus, thee imploring So to write it in us here That hereafter, heavenward soaring, We may sing with angels there. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [329]Circumcision 90. Jesus! Name of wondrous love Four 7's [330]St. Bees: John Bacchus Dykes, 1862 W. Walsham How, 1854 Jesus! Name of wondrous love! Name all other names above! Unto which must every knee Bow in deep humility. Jesus! Name decreed of old To the maiden mother told, Kneeling in her lowly cell, By the angel Gabriel. Jesus! Name of priceless worth To the fallen sons of earth, For the promise that it gave "Jesus shall his people save." Jesus! Name of mercy mild, Given to the holy Child When the cup of human woe First he tasted here below. Jesus! only Name that's given, Under all the mighty heaven, Whereby man, to sin enslaved, Bursts his fetters and is saved. Jesus! Name of wondrous love! Human Name of God above; Pleading only this we flee, Helpless, O our God, to thee. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [331]Circumcision 91. Conquering kings their titles take Four 7's [332]Innocents: Arr. from G. F. Handel, 1728 Latin; Paris Breviary, 1736; Tr. John Chandler, 1837; Alt., 1859 Conquering kings their titles take From the foes they captive make; Jesus, by a nobler deed, From the thousands he hath freed. Yes: none other Name is given Unto mortals under heaven, Which can make the dead arise, And exalt them to the skies. We would gladly for that Name Bear the cross, endure the shame; Joyfully for him to die Is not death, but victory. Jesus, who dost condescend To be called the sinner's Friend, Hear us, as to thee we pray, Glorying in thy Name today. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ Epiphany [333]92 From the eastern mountains [334]93 Earth has many a noble city [335]94 As with gladness men of old [336]95 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning [337]96 Songs of thankfulness and praise [338]97 O One with God the Father Also the following: [339]553 Saw you never, in the twilight [340]554 We three kings of Orient are See also [341]Sundays after Epiphany. __________________________________________________________________ [342]Epiphany 92. From the eastern mountains 6.5, twelve lines [343]Valour: Arthur H. Mann, 1889 Refrain Godfrey Thring (1873-) From the eastern mountains, Pressing on they come, Wise men in their wisdom To his humble home; Stirred by deep devotion, Hasting from afar, Ever journeying onward, Guided by a star. Light of Light that shineth Ere the worlds began, Draw thou near, and lighten Every heart of man. There their Lord and Savior Meek and lowly lay, Wondrous Light that led them Onward on their way, Ever now to lighten Nations from afar, As they journey homeward By that guiding star. Thou who in a manger Once hast lowly lain, Who dost now in glory O'er all kingdoms reign, Gather in the heathen, Who in lands afar Ne'er have seen the brightness Of thy guiding star. Gather in the outcasts, All who've gone astray, Throw thy radiance o'er them, Guide them on their way, Those who never knew thee, Those who've wandered far, Lead them by the brightness Of thy guiding star. Onward through the darkness Of the lonely night, Shining still before them With thy kindly light, Guide them, Jew and Gentile, Homeward from afar, Young and old together, By thy guiding star. Until every nation, Whether bond or free, 'Neath thy starlit banner, Jesus, follows thee O'er the distant mountains To that heavenly home, Where no sin nor sorrow Evermore shall come. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [344]Epiphany 93. Earth has many a noble city 8.7.8.7 [345]Stuttgart: Gotha, 1715 Latin; Aurelius Clemens Prudentius (348-413); Tr. Edward Caswall, 1849; Alt., 1861 Earth has many a noble city; Bethlehem, thou dost all excel: Out of thee the Lord from heaven Came to rule his Israel. Fairer than the sun at morning Was the star that told his birth, To the world its God announcing Seen in fleshly form on earth. Eastern sages at his cradle Make oblations rich and rare; See them give, in deep devotion, Gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. Sacred gifts of mystic meaning: Incense doth their God disclose, Gold the King of kings proclaimeth, Myrrh his sepulcher foreshows. Jesus, whom the Gentiles worshipped At thy glad Epiphany, Unto thee, with God the Father And the Spirit, glory be. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [346]Epiphany 94. As with gladness men of old Six 7's [347]Dix: Conrad Kocher, 1838 William C. Dix, 1860 As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold, As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright; So, most gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to thee. As with joyful steps they sped To that lowly manger-bed; There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. As they offered gifts most rare At that manger rude and bare; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasures bring, Christ! to thee, our heavenly King. Holy Jesus! every day Keep us in the narrow way; And, when earthly things are past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide, Where no clouds thy glory hide. In the heavenly country bright, Need they no created light; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down, There for ever may we sing Alleluias to our King. Amen. __________________________________________________________________ [348]Epiphany 95. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 11.10.11.10 [349]Webbe: Adapted from Edward Miller (1735-1807) Samuel Webbe (1740-1816) [350]Morning Star: J. P. Harding (1861-) Reginald Heber, 1811 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker and Monarch and Savior of all. Shall we not yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine? Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would his favour secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best of the rolls of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. __________________________________________________________________ [351]Epiphany 96. Songs of thankfulness and praise Eight 7's [352]Salzburg: Jakob Hintze, 1678; harm. Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750) Christopher Wordsworth, 1862 Songs of thankfulness and praise, Jesus, Lord, to thee we raise, Manifested by the star To the sages from afar; Branch of royal David's stem In thy birth at Bethlehem; Anthems be to thee addressed, God in Man made manifest. Manifest at Jordan's stream, Prophet, Priest, and Kin