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Savior, I Have Need of Thee

Author: T. S. Perry Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5914 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Savior, I have need of Thee; Faith is faint, and hope is weak; Far and farther seems to be That fair home of Thine I seek; Home and rest, and peace divine From my seeking seem to flee; Yet, dear Savior, I am Thine; Come, for I have need of Thee. 2. Let me know that love of Thine Which all knowledge passeth still; Let me feel Thy peace divine: All my spirit sweetly fill; Life of my life wilt Thou be; Then betide whatever may, It shall be enough for me, I shall walk with Thee today. Languages: English Tune Title: REMSBERG

Savior, When in Dust to Thee

Author: Robert Grant Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5929 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Savior, when in dust to Thee Low we bow the adoring knee, When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, O by all the pains and woes Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn litany. 2. By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter’s power, Turn, O turn a favoring eye, Hear our solemn litany. 3. By the sacred griefs that wept O’er the grave where Lazarus slept, By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem’s loved abode, By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold, From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany. 4. By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer, By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, By the gloom that veiled the skies O’er the dreadful sacrifice, Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn litany. 5. By Thy deep expiring groan, By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God, O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, re-ascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn litany. Languages: English Tune Title: BLUMENTHAL

Savior, Who Thy Life Didst Give

Author: Amelia de F. Lockwood, 1840-1910 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5930 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Savior, who Thy life didst give That our souls might ransomed be, Rest we not till all the world Hears that love and turns to Thee. Help us that we falter not, Though the fields are white and wide, And the reapers, sorely pressed, Call for aid on every side. 2. Guide us, that with swifter feet, We may speed us on our way, Leading darkened nations forth Into Thine eternal day. Sweet the service, blest the toil; Thine alone the glory be; O baptize our souls anew, Consecrate us all to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: BLUMENTHAL

See, Another Year Is Gone

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5935 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: See! another year is gone Lyrics: 1. See! another year is gone! Quickly have the seasons passed! This we enter now upon May to many prove our last. Mercy hitherto has spared, But have mercies been improved? Let us ask, am I prepared Should I be this year removed? 2. Some we now no longer see, Who their mortal race have run; Seemed as fair for life as we, When the former year begun; Some, but who God only knows, Who are here assembled now, Ere the present year shall close, To the stroke of death must bow. 3. Life a field of battle is, Thousands fall within our view; And the next death-bolt that flies, May be sent to me or you: While we preach, and while we hear, Help us, Lord, each one, to think, Vast eternity is near, I am standing on the brink. 4. If from guilt and sin set free, By the knowledge of Thy grace; Welcome, then, the call will be To depart and see Thy face: To Thy saints, while here below, With new years, new mercies come; But the happiest year they know Is their last, which leads them home. Languages: English Tune Title: GUIDE

See the Ransomed Millions Stand

Author: Josiah Conder Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5963 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. See the ransomed millions stand, Palms of conquest in their hand; This before the throne their strain, Hell is vanquished, death is slain; Blessing, honor, glory, might, Are the Conqueror’s native right; Thrones and powers before Him fall, Lamb of God and Lord of all! 2. Hasten, Lord the promised hour; Come in glory and in power; Still Thy foes are unsubdued; Nature sighs to be renewed. Time has nearly reached its sum; All things, with Thy bride, say Come; Jesus, whom all worlds adore, Come, and reign forevermore. Languages: English Tune Title: MESSIAH

See How Great a Flame Aspires

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5983 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. See how great a flame aspires, Kindled by a spark of grace! Jesus’ love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze: To bring fire on earth He came; Kindled in some hearts it is: O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss! 2. When He first the work begun, Small and feeble was His day: Now the word doth swiftly run; Now it wins its widening way: More and more it spread and grows, Ever mighty to prevail; Sin’s strongholds it now o’erthrows, Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 3. Sons of God, your Savior praise! He the door hath opened wide! He hath given the word of grace, Jesus’ word is glorified; Jesus, mighty to redeem, He alone the work hath wrought; Worthy is the work of Him, Him who spake a world from naught. 4. Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand? Now it spreads along the skies, Hangs o’er all the thirsty land: Lo! the promise of a shower Drops already from above; But the Lord will shortly pour All the spirit of His love. Languages: English Tune Title: CULFORD

See the Gloomy Gathering Cloud

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6005 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. See the gloomy gathering cloud Hanging o’er a sinful land! Sure the Lord proclaims aloud, Times of trouble are at hand: Happy they, who love His name! They shall always find Him near; Though the earth were wrapped in flame, They have no just cause for fear. 2. Hark! His voice in accents mild, O, how comforting and sweet! Speaks to every humble child, Pointing out a sure retreat! Come, and in My chambers hide, To My saints of old well known; There you safely may abide, Till the storm be overblown. 3. You have only to repose On My wisdom, love, and care; Where My wrath consumes my foes, Mercy shall My children spare: While they perish in the flood, You that bear My holy mark, Sprinkled with atoning blood, Shall be safe within the ark. 4. Sinners, see the ark prepared! Haste to enter while there’s room; Though the Lord His arm has bared, Mercy still retards your doom: Seek Him while there yet is hope, Ere the day of grace be past; Lest in wrath He give you up, And this call should prove your last. Languages: English Tune Title: BENEVENTO

Shepherd of the Holy Hills

Author: H. C. Leonard Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6022 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Shepherd of the holy hills, We, Thy lambs with tender feet, Follow Thee beside the rills, And thro’ pastures fair and sweet, Thou dost hear us when we cry; Thou dost watch us when alone; When we faint Thou drawest nigh, Soothing us with winning tones. 2. Thus thro’ all our earthly way, Be our guard and only guide; Draw us from the evil way; Keep us ever by Thy side. And, when fall the shades of night, On the paths we tread below, Take us to the fields of light, Where the living waters flow. Languages: English Tune Title: BLUMENTHAL

Soul of Jesus, Make Me Whole

Author: Unknown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6140 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Soul of Jesus, make me whole, Meek and contrite make my soul; Thou most stainless Soul divine, Cleanse this sordid soul of mine, Hallow this my contrite heart, Purify my every part; Soul of Jesus, hallow me, Miserere Domine. 2. Save me, body of my Lord, Save a sinner, vile, abhorred; Sacred body, wan and worn, Bruised and mangled, scourged and torn, Piercèd hands and feet and side, Rent, insulted, crucified: Save me: to the cross I flee, Miserere Domine. 3. Blood of Jesus, stream of life, Sacred stream with blessings rife, From the broken body shed On the cross, that altar dread; Giv’n to be our drink divine, Fill my heart and make it thine; Blood of Christ, my succor be, Miserere Domine. 4. Holy water, stream that poured From Thy riven side, O Lord, Wash thou me without, within, Cleanse me from the taint of sin, Till my soul is clean and white, Bathed and purified and bright As a ransomed soul should be, Miserere Domine. 5. Jesus, by the wondrous power Of Thine awful passion hour, By the unimagined woe Mortal man may never know; By the curse upon Thee laid, By the ransom Thou hast paid, By Thy passion comfort me, Miserere Domine. 6. Jesus, by Thy bitter death, By Thy last expiring breath, Give me the eternal life, Purchased by that mortal strife; Thou didst suffer death that I Might not die eternally; By Thy dying quicken me, Miserere Domine. 7. Miserere, let me be Never parted, Lord, from Thee; Guard me from my ruthless foe, Save me from eternal woe; When the hour of death is near, And my spirit faints for fear, Call me with Thy voice of love, Place me near to Thee above, With Thine angel host to raise An undying song of praise, Miserere Domine. Languages: English Tune Title: ANIMA CHRISTI

Sweetest Joy the Soul Can Know

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6141 Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1. Sweetest joy the soul can know, Fairest light was ever shed, Who alike in joy or woe, Leavest none unvisited; Spirit of the Highest God, Lord from whom is life bestowed, Who upholdest everything, Hear me, hear me, while I sing! 2. For the noblest gift Thou art That a soul e’er sought or won, Have I wished Thee to my heart, Then my wishing all is done; Ah then yield Thee, nor refuse Here to dwell, for Thou didst choose This my heart, from e’en its birth, For Thy temple here on earth. 3. Thou art shed like gentlest showers From the Father and the Son, Bringest to this earth of ours Purest blessing from their throne; Suffer then, O noble Guest, That rich gift by Thee possessed, Which Thou givest at Thy will All my soul and flesh to fill. 4. Thou art wise, before Thee stand Hidden things unveiled to Thee, Countest up the grains of sand, Fathomest the deepest sea, And Thou knowest well how blind, Dark and crooked is my mind; Give me wisdom, in Thy light Let me please my God aright. 5. Thou art holy, enterest in Where pure hearts Thy coming wait, But Thou fleest shame and sin, Craft and falsehood Thou dost hate; Wash me then, O Well of grace, Every stain and spot efface, Let me flee what Thou dost flee, Grant me what Thou lov’st to see. 6. Thou art loving, hatest strife, As a lamb of patient mood, Calm through all our restless life, E’en to sinners kind and good; Grant me too this noble mind, To be calm and true and kind, Loving every friend or foe, Grieving none whom Thou dost know. 7. Well contented is my heart, If but Thou reject me not; If but Thou wilt ne’er depart, I am blest whate’er my lot; Thine for ever make me now, And to Thee, my Lord, I vow Here and yonder to employ Every power for Thee with joy. 8. Be my help when danger’s nigh, When I sink hold Thou me up, Be my life when I must die, In the grave be Thou my hope; Bring me when I rise again To the land that knows no pain, Where Thy followers from Thy stream Drink for ever joys supreme. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR